Heyy guys x) finally here is the next chapter, I admit I've been struggling with this story and finding the time to write it butttt I'm still going with it and I hope you guys enjoy this next chapter and maybe I can get the next one up soon fingers crossed! As always, please review, its great motivation and all xD enjoyy xP

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No memory, no clue, what will you do?

Don't worry Jack, soon I'll 'help' you...

Jack

'Jack? Jack! Where are you?'

I stay crouched behind a bush, a hand over my mouth to smother my laughter. Peeking out of the leaves I wait for my pursuer to find me. She appears after a few minutes looking puzzled as she scans the surrounding area for me.

I wait a few seconds longer, until she's just passing the bush...

'Gotcha!' I cry as I jump out and pick the little girl up, whirling her around before lowering her to the ground to tickle her, mercilessly ignoring her pleas to stop in between her laughter. After a minute or so I let her get the better of me and her laugh turns to one of triumph as she sits on me.

'Beaten by a girl again Jack?' another voice echoes.

'I can't help it,' I protest in mock indignation, 'she cheated!'

'Did not!' the little girl giggles.

'Come on lily,' her sister says, 'let's let jack keep some of his dignity, he's hardly got any left.'

Lily jumps off me happily and runs over to her sister. I sit up, brushing leaves from my jeans and turn to glare at my torturer. Anna.

Except she's not my torturer. She's sort of my saviour. She found me when I was lost and helped me. It's been a few months now since she found me and I've been staying with her family ever since. They were on holiday when they found me and they've brought me back with them. It wasn't easy for them. There was some debate as to what to do with me, but being eighteen, so we think, they've decided to let me stay as a lodger free of charge until I can get on my feet. Which is difficult at the moment because I still don't have a clue who I am.

Anna's eighteen to, just. We get on amazingly well. And according to her, Lily, her little sister, adores me. I've barely known them a year but you wouldn't guess that.

'Come on,' Anna says, hoisting lily onto her hip, 'we need to get home, we're late as it is.'

Despite the time, we walk leisurely through the park that we've been playing in and stroll through the streets to their house.

By the time we're reaching home darkness is beginning to fall and the air is getting cooler. Suddenly, lily starts clamouring to be put down, chattering excitedly that it's finally night-time and she needs to get in to bed. I turn to Anna confused, she's grinning.

'Lily's never in a hurry to get to bed, what's going on?'

'Well she lost a tooth this morning,' Anna smiles, 'why do you think she's in a hurry?'

I continue to look puzzled as we head inside and when Anna finally looks at me again I give her a questioning look.

'What?'

'I really don't know why she'd be in a hurry because she lost a tooth,' I say.

'Well, when you lost a tooth what did you do with it?'

I stare at her because it's all I can do. I have no idea what I did with teeth that I lost. For some reason it feels like it must have been years and years since I lost baby teeth which doesn't make sense because I'm only eighteen so we've decided. But that just doesn't seem right.

'The Tooth Fairy?' Anna finally prompts when she realises I have no answer.

'The who?'

'The Tooth Fairy!' Lily suddenly chimes from beside me, making me jump, 'she collects teeth and leaves money!'

I laugh as she holds her arms out to me and I pick her up and carry her upstairs to her room, Anna following behind. Their parents are out at the moment but it's up to Anna and I to make sure Lily's in bed and asleep before they get back.

'What does the Tooth Fairy look like then?' I ask Lily once she's ready for bed.

'She's got wings and she's green,' Lily says happily, 'I want to see her.'

'If you've not seen her how do you know what she looks like?' I tease.

'Others have seen her,' Lily says simply.

'Lily's heard every story possible about the Tooth Fairy,' Anna says as she ushers her sister into bed.

'They're not stories,' Lily says defiantly, 'they're real. She's real.'

'You're right, sorry,' Anna says quickly although she flashes me an amused look when Lily's not looking.

'She's friends with Santa you know,' Lily tells me as settles into the covers.

'Who's Santa?'

'You don't know who Santa Claus is?' Anna asks, surprised.

'Maybe once,' I say pointedly, 'not anymore.'

Anna immediately looks guilty.

'I'm sorry. Santa is the guy who brings presents at Christmas which is once a year and near the end of the year,' she explains, 'he brings gifts to children.'

'That does sound familiar,' I say quietly.

Once Lily's dozed off we slip quietly out of the room and go into Anna's. She closes the door and flops onto her bed while I settle in her desk chair.

'So the whole Tooth Fairy and Santa thing, are they real?'

'Possibly,' Anna shrugs, 'although to be honest I suspect it's Mum and Dad that do it all. Santa and the Tooth Fairy are fairy tales for kids to enjoy.'

Somewhere in the back of my mind a small voice seems to disagree with this. But what do I know?

'Are they the only ones?' I ask.

'No. There's also the Easter Bunny, The Sandman and one other that I can't seem to remember right now,' she frowns for a moment and then gives up and gives me a brief explanation on the ones she can remember.

'There's also the Boogeyman, but he's a more a nightmare, kids don't like him.'

The name stirs some surprising feelings within me, fear and hatred and a strange urge to want to protect kids from Pitch Black. Pitch Black? Where did that come from? I ignore it all because at the end of the day, as Anna said, it's all stories to entertain, something for children to enjoy. I'm not a kid anymore. If I did once believe, I'm too old to do so anymore. So I change the conservation to suggesting finding something to eat and Anna agrees so we head to the kitchen, leaving the fairy tales behind.

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Pitch

Oh, it's all so perfect. I can't help but snicker joyfully as I let Jack Frost's name slip from the girl's mind. Why make it easier for him? No doubt his memories will return soon enough but the more I can delay it the better. He'll still be weak whether he knows or not but it's so much fun watching him trying to remember. It's also most amusing watching the guardians frustration as they watch on helplessly. They've no idea how to help him and they're waiting, desperately hoping that it'll all come back to him soon so that he'll finally see them again.

The bunny is currently following him around the house while North watches anxiously from a window. I'm safe around them at the moment thanks to my threats towards Jack. They try to ignore me but it's so easy to provoke them. The Sandman's up in the air doing his job of sending sweet dreams to kids and the fairy is currently in the little sisters room taking her tooth. It's clear that both of them are distracted however and I love watching it.

It's a game between us at the moment, while I am doing all I can to stop Jack from remembering to soon, they are doing all they can to help him remember as soon as possible. Wherever they can they are trying to slip their names and their stories into the conservations Jack hears or is part of. Tonight with all the talk of the Tooth Fairy, they've had one of the best opportunities so far. Except that clearly, Jack hasn't really taken any of it seriously. It's driving them crazy and adding to my glee at how well all of this is going.

But I'm not spending all of my time following the guardians. I keep an eye on them during the day. At night, I'm re-establishing myself as the nightmare of the night, the darkness in people's dreams.

And tonight, I've decided to visit a certain special someone that has yet to experience my nightmares. After all, the guardians haven't suffered enough yet...