Inside their home, Jack has gifted Pitch a newer bed. Pitch isn't sure about it or the new blankets on top of it. He taps the wood with the side of his boot suspiciously. His hands clasp behind his back and he raises his chin up. "I'm not sure…my old bed was nice."

"It wasn't very comfortable." Jack comments while he fixes the pillows. "Especially for the person lying on top of it, not underneath."

"The blankets are just going to freeze up anyways, they always do." Pitch brushes some of the flaking ice off the comforter.

"I thought you didn't mind. Did you lie?" Jack whimpers.

Pitch laughs, "Me? Lie? You make me out to sound like the villain." Jack raises a brow and Pitch snorts. "Alright fine. I might lie on occasion, but not to you my love. I like climbing in bed with you when it's chilly. You keep my feet frozen and my hair icy." Pitch kisses Jack on the cheek.

Jack smiles, "Do you still have the stuffed animal I got you for Christmas."

Pitch's face lights up, "Of course! Let me go get it…I…Oh…" Pitch stops outside the door that once belonged to Kaspar. He goes for the handle, but can't bring himself to open it. He turns to Jack to see the boy looking at him sadly.

"I wish I would have seen you with him…" Jack says softly. "I'm sure you were wonderful."

A painful sensation twists at Pitch's insides like a knife. "…I think I was always a father."

"What?" Jack stands up a little straighter. "You mean when you were a mortal? Before you were Pitch Black? The Boogeyman?"

"Yes. I believe I had a daughter. I dream of her sometimes." Pitch smiles briefly, but it's soon replaced by sorrow.

Jack goes to Pitch and takes him by the hand. "We'll find us a child Pitch. Together. I know if you can find a child like Kaspar, then I know there will be another for us. I don't think anyone would mind if you visited Kaspar once in a while. You could watch him grow up. I'm sure he wouldn't mind being watched over and protected, like you protect me. Even if Krampus comes..."

"He won't. I won't allow him anywhere near us. Trust me." Pitch is pleased with Jack's opinion of Kaspar. He imagines himself playing with Kaspar and enjoys the thought deep in his heart. Even when Kaspar gets older, he might need Pitch around to talk to or be reassured that everything will be alright. Though, Pitch is interested in the idea that Jack and himself will also have their own child. A child they both can love and raise. "I don't want to see them die…"

"Maybe the moon will give them a role? The man in the moon might choose our child?"

Pitch likes to hear that. He rubs Jack's arms. "Yes, that would be nice."

They kiss and finally Pitch opens the door.

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