"Well!" Grandpa Bennett said. "They could be us."

The adults like a group of bobble heads as they glanced between 300-year-old drawing and the white haired boy in the living room with them.

"I hope you don't mind me asking this, but what's your name?"

Jack gulped at Uncle Tom's question. Mary had figured it out but was it okay to tell the others. In the end Jack decided to tell the truth. "Frost. Jack Frost."

There were a few eyes that blinked in shock at that one. "As in the winter elf from the Christmas movie?" Mr. Bennett, Albert, asked. Mary elbowed her husband. "What?!"

"In honesty," Jack answered looking a bit upset. "I think someone, cough bunny cough, did that to get on my nerves. But that was far better than some of the evil impersonations out there. I mean, just because winter can be harsh doesn't mean I am a killer."

None of the adults knew what to say to that. Mary picked up the book. She had one last piece of the puzzle and she thought she had better bring it out before the rest of the family started to think Jack was crazy or dangerous. She went to the very back page and stuck her finger in the small cut in the binding. Out of that cut she pulled a folded sheet of paper.

"What's that mommy?" Sophie asked.

"The hidden treasure of this book." Those words got everyone's attention. Mary unfolded the sheet and began to read.

Dear finder,

Congratulations on finding the secret of my book. This is my own way of playing treasure hunt, a trick my brother showed me, and I thought it fitting for such an important note. I hope that, like the tradition of telling family stories in a celebration of thanks, this book will remain in the family. These drawings, which I started when I first got this book on my fifth birthday or my memories and tell the amazing story of not only me but my hero! My brother Jack was a hero all his life, and that showed the most in the day he saved my life at the cost of his own. And I believe he's still doing his heroic work, bringing joy in good and hard times, now. He was called out of this world, but he would never stop being Jack. So I know he is a guardian angel, a heroic one at that, the looks over and protects all the children and adults. I felt him, especially around winter, and know that he still out there. So to whoever finds this note, treasure the knowledge that the guardian angel Jack Overland will watch out for you.

Sincerely,

Penny Bennett

Mary handed the note to Jack, who took it with such a delicate touch he seemed to think it would crumble or disappear. "She never stopped believing in me. She may not have seen me, and I may not have remembered her, but she believed enough to feel when I was there." Jack hiccupped.

"Yes, she truly did!" Mary confirmed.

"Wait! Are you… Are you saying that you're…?"

Wiping his eyes dry Jack looked at the Bennett's, old and young, and said: "300 years ago I was Jackson Overland. After I saved Penny I was chosen to come back as Jack Frost. At first I didn't know who are used to be, but I always stayed the brother my sister remembered."

"You're my uncle!" Jamie shouted enjoy and tackle hugged Jack so hard they fell over.

"That's right kiddo!" Jack hug Jamie with all he had the rest of the kids soon joined the hug.

The rest of the adults, besides Mary, looked frightened however. When Jack saw this, he began to worry. Where his fears going to come true? Did he find his family only to lose them?

Jamie however came to his aid. "Stop looking like that! Jack is a kind, fun, and caring person! He's a hero, a guardian, and it doesn't matter that he is different. Or the winter spirit Jack Frost, he's family!"

Mary and Albert looked proudly at their son. "Well said!" Albert played arm around Jack shoulders. "Welcome home!" With that he and Mary joined the group hug.

Soon after the other adults followed suit. Jack knew that for the older ones this, having a spirit in the family, was going to take some getting used to. But he had his family back and he wasn't going to let that detail ruin this moment. "Happy Thanksgiving everyone!" He shouted.

"Happy Thanksgiving!" They returned.

The main story plot stops here, but I still have songfics I will be posting. A few are requests others stories that I came up with. Hope you will continue to follow, favorite, review, and recommend.