Author's Note: Well here we are with chapter three. Ass kicking's will abound, and maybe even some emotional shit, maybe even…a flashback. GASP! Well I won't keep you in suspense any longer, here we go mother fuckers!

Terrified; if Jackie was asked to describe herself at this very moment in time in one word, it would be terrified. She knew that Jayden knew she had been taken and was on his way, Wind would have thrown a fit and instantly gone to him. What had her terrified, was that this time, he probably wasn't going to make it in time. She had tried to curl into a ball, but her broken ribs flared when she attempted it forcing her to remain how she was.

She felt the bag tumble, causing her side to flare in protest and before she could even attempt to sooth the pain she slammed into the ground. The pain that shot up her side was almost enough to cause her to cry out but through a force of will she held it in, barely. With the bag no longer tumbling around she noticed a bright light shining where she assumed the opening of the bag was.

Something was moving the mouth of the bag, once it lifted it up enough she locked eyes with a diminutive person, a pair of them. They wore the funniest looking outfits, their hat was their shirt, with holes cut for their faces and ears. She would have laughed if the situation had been different.

It was at that point she heard a booming voice. "There he is, Jack Frost." it said as thundering footsteps approached her. Panic began to well up in her chest as a massive hand reached into the bag and roughly grabbed her by her sweater. She was roughly pulled out of the bag and too her feet which caused her side to protest rather angrily and forcefully.

Now that she was out of the bag, which strangely brought her much less comfort than she thought it would she could see everyone who had gathered. To her left a Yeti had her staff outstretched towards her. She grabbed it quickly and leaned heavily against it, supporting herself with it as her legs had almost given out on her. That's when she fully took in everyone in front of her.

There was the big guy in red that identified itself in her mind as Santa, the giant bunny to his right which was labeled as the Easter Bunny, the multi-colored fairy looking woman to Santa's right which could only be the Tooth Fairy, and a midget that looked like he was made out of golden sand who was obviously the Sand Man.

As she was making observations about them, they were doing the same with her. North being the most vocal. He ran his hand through his beard several times "Funny, I thought only girls wear skirts." he said after a moment. He turned to Bunny "Is new fad, yes?" he asked. "Uh, guys…" Tooth said trying to get the boys attention. Bunny groaned "I just can't keep up with what the little buggers think is 'cool' anymore. It changes so quickly it's like every decade it's something different." he said, his Australian accent strong. "Guys…" Tooth tried again.

Jacquelyn deciding that she should try and make her escape before they finished whatever they were doing. She slowly, not out of stealth but so as not to upset her injury started to turn around and walk away. "GUYS!" Tooth yelled effectively shutting up both North and Bunny who both turned to look at her. "SHE, is leaving." she said putting emphasis on the she. Jackie froze as North and Bunny turned their attention from each other back to her. "Wait, wait, wait…you mean to tell me that he isn't a he?" Bunny asked, pointing a paw at Jackie and turning to look at Tooth. Tooth nodded and Bunny turned back to Jackie who awkwardly waved at him, having stiffly turned back around to face them.

"Crikey." was all he could say. "Makes no difference, she is here for reason." North said which caused Jackie to tense and start to edge away from them. "Oi don't think that because she's a Sheila I've taken back what I said. She's not Guardian material." Bunny said. "Of course she is, Manny said so." North said giving Bunny a reproachful look.

While they were having their debate, Jackie was confused. They wanted to make her a Guardian? Why now, and who was 'Manny'? These people obviously had a few screws loose but she figured that she would humor them, at least until Jayden arrived. Though she did have some questions that she needed answered before that happened.

"Uh, excuse me confused girl over here." she said. Once she was sure she had everyone's attention she continued. "So, question, who's 'Manny'?" she asked. North looked at her like she had two heads "Man in Moon of course." he answered. Of all the answers he could have given her, she was not expecting that to be it. "He talks to you?" she asked in a small voice. "Well…not exactly, more like impressions and shadows in his Moon Beams." he explained. Jackie tilted her head down so that her bangs covered her eyes. "That's more than he's talked to me in three hundred years." she said softly. "…And he just decided that I'm to be a Guardian?" she asked with a louder voice.

"Yes! Is wonderful no? Music!" North yelled glad to be back on topic. As soon as the last syllable of 'music' came out of North's mouth the room exploded into action. A group of Yetis entered spinning batons capped on either end with fire, which set Jackie a little more on edge. A few of the diminutive creatures that she had seen when she first arrived tried to get her into a pair of pointed shoes but she kicked them away and when that didn't stop them she froze them.

While at the beginning she had been terrified of what a group of, then, unknowns were going to do to her; now she was getting angry. How dare they try to dictate to her what she had to do with her life, especially having either ignored her or attacked her throughout her entire life. All the music and noise and confetti wasn't helping her mood so she decided to do something about it. "ENOUGH!" she cried slamming her staff on the ground sending out a shockwave of frozen wind. Freezing lips to instruments, putting out the flames and making everyone shiver violently. "Has any one of you considered that maybe I don't want to be a Guardian?" she asked, her voice a tad bit icy. North made an indignant noise that was a cross between a splutter and a choked cough.

"Of course you want to be Guardian. Music!" he yelled again with a little less enthusiasm. "No music!" Jacquelyn yelled back but it didn't matter, none of the instrument players were going to be playing any time soon until they defrosted. "For once I agree with you, we don't need you. All you do is cause death and destruction where ever you go, you could never be a Guardian." Aster said jabbing a finger at Jackie, causing her to flinch. "Bunny!" Tooth cried, aghast. "No, the Kangaroo's right." Jackie said her bangs still covering her eyes. Aster spluttered "Wha…What did you just call me?" he asked as he advanced on Jackie, causing her to back into a table. Of course, said table was on the side that her broken ribs were on.

She cried out as the table jammed into her broken ribs and collapsed to the floor in pain. Aster was startled as was everyone else in the room. He rapidly approached her intending to render aid but she thought that he was coming to attack her because she showed weakness.

It was at that moment that the windows started rattling fiercely, causing Aster to pause in his advance, allowing Jackie to back away into a corner. Just as suddenly as it started the rattling stopped, the four guardians looked around at each other wondering what had caused the rattling when one of the windows shattered above them, showering them in glass. They covered their heads as a dark figure dropped with the glass and landed in between the Guardians and Jackie.

Shaking the glass from hair, fur and feathers they sized up the new-comer. He was tall, not quite as tall as Aster but right up there. He was wearing a Navy-Blue long coat, black cargo pants, black combat boots and a dark grey shirt, but that wasn't what drew the four's attention; it was the pair of Kukri held in a reverse grip in his hands. Aster and North were the first to react.

Aster quickly drew and threw his Boomerangs as North rushed the man. As they approached, Jackie was hit with a flashback of the last time those Boomerangs had flown at her. It had been Easter Sunday, 1968 she had wanted to help hide the eggs that the Easter Bunny had placed and had figured a dusting of snow was appropriate. Aster did not. Of course it didn't help that her light dusting had turned into one of the worst snowstorms in a century. It wasn't entirely her fault, how was she to know that all the area needed was a little push and boom, horrifying snow storm. Aster had come after her with a vengeance for that. She managed to avoid him for some time all the while shouting apologies and pleading with him that she hadn't wanted it to get this bad. All she did was provide him a target.

She had decided that she needed to escape rather than try and outpace the Pooka so had directed wind to take her up and away. She thought she had lost him until what sounded like a helicopter coming up behind her made its presence known. Before she could try to dodge or move in anyway, a searing pain split her back open. She was knocked out of the sky and she plummeted to the ground to be barely caught by the wind and land in a snow drift.

It had taken three weeks for the wound to fully heal, leaving a scar that ran from the lower left side of her back to half way up the right side of her back. She had avoided Bunny like the plague ever since and had actually been ready to leave the night that Jayden had come home. "NO!" she screamed slamming the top of her staff on the ground, causing a wall of ice to rise and catch the two flying weapons.

I was too focused. I had been expecting the Kangaroo's attack and had planned to counter it before Jackie intervened. While I was glad that she wasn't unconscious and still had some fight in her, that didn't help at all when the big burly Santa looking guy slammed into me from the side, knocking my Kukri's from my hands. I rolled with the hit, got my feet under the guy and heaved, sending him flying a short distance away. "Jayden, catch!" I heard from my right. I looked up just in time to grab the staff that had been thrown to me.

Twirling it to re-accustom myself to its weight and feel, I quickly entered the stance I used when using her staff. Hook held down to the ground, hand about mid-way down its length. I reevaluated my targets now that I had a different weapon and different fighting style. The Kangaroo was fast approaching with the Santa look alike standing up from where he had been thrown.

The Kangaroo went for a punch which I knocked away with the crooked end of the staff, then smashing into his chin with the straight end, finishing with the crooked end slamming into his stomach. He backed away wheezing and holding his stomach in pain which allowed the Santa look alike to attack. He came in with a right haymaker which I ducked under. I then used the hooked side grabbed his foot, pulled it out from under him, then kicked him in the ribs.

I saw a flash of gold in the corner of my eye and I just managed to duck under a golden whip. I slid into another stance with the staff held out in front of me, hook facing out, facing a midget made of what looked like golden sand. Facing him I almost missed the flash of color in the other corner. Re-acting, I swung the staff catching the colorful creature as it tried to dive bomb me and swung as hard as I could, sending it barreling into the golden man.

I twirled the staff once more before getting a good look at the destruction I had wrought. Both the Kangaroo and the Santa look alike were on the ground holding their stomach and side respectfully, and the colorful creature, which when it looked at me I realized was a woman, and the golden man were lying in a heap next to the fire place.

With the threats incapacitated, I quickly turned and jogged over to Jackie. She was propped up against a wall with a sheen of sweat, which is never good, shining on her face. "Ribs?" I ask as I slide on my knees up to her. She can only nod and grit her teeth in pain. Nodding back I reach into my coat and pull out a syringe. "Morphine." I say to ward off her question. She nods and I gently expose the side of her neck, pulling the cap off the needle as I do so. I quickly sink it into the side of her neck and depress the plunger, sending the morphine coursing through her veins.

As her grimace starts to soften and she lets out a contented sigh I hand her her staff and stand. I nod to her and she nods back as I step away from her and walk over to where I had had my Kukri thrown from my grasp. As I do so an ice cocoon sprung up behind me encasing Jackie entirely in ice. I grab my Kukri's from where they had fallen, sheathed them, pulled out a chair from the table, spun it around backwards and plopped my happy ass down in it and waited for the four people in front of me to turn their attention to me.

The first to do so was the Kangaroo. "Crikey, what hit me?" he said rubbing his jaw and holding his stomach. "It vould seem ve have been bested." said the Santa look alike as he rubbed his side. "By who? He wasn't any of the holidays, spirits, or seasons I'm familiar with." Said the colorful woman, who was, strangely, very familiar to me, as she flexed her wings, probably to ensure they weren't broken. The little golden man made a series of pictures which was too fast for me to decipher above his head in what looked like golden sand which appeared to come off of him.

Deciding to have a little fun with them I cleared my throat which caused them all to start. "I can probably answer that for you." I said with a lopsided grin on my face. As soon as my teeth were visible several green blurs charged forward. I thought it was an attack and prepared to defend myself until I noticed that they were stopped some distance away and were swooning. Utterly confused, I took a closer look and realized they were little humming bird/women hybrids. My memory sparked and suddenly I was no longer at the North Pole, I was sitting in an abandoned house, gap in my mouth from my last baby tooth, it under my pillow and the most elaborate set of traps meant to capture I had set up yet.

It was my last chance, I had to see her at least once in my life. I'd managed to catch glimpses of the other three, Santa, the Easter Bunny, and the Sand Man, The Tooth Fairy was the only one I hadn't seen yet. I was just about to fall asleep when one of my traps went off, followed by squeaky panicked cries. What I found when I reached the trap that had gone off was exactly what I was expecting. Her wrist had been caught in one of the wire traps and she was frantically trying to get free. Her mismatched eyes wide with fright and a hint of betrayal.

Even as she struggled, I just couldn't get over how cute she looked and I voiced as much. "Well ain't you just a cute little lady." I had said. She had froze in her attempts to escape and slowly turned her head to look at me.

I shook my head to clear it of the memory and scrutinized the few little fairies in front of my face. Sadly none of them had the telltale gold feather or mismatched eyes so they weren't my Babytooth. I turned my attention away from them and back to the group in front of me, who had all turned their gazes onto me. "Well to put a name to the face, I'm Jayden Bennett." I said. As I let my name sink in, I see a spark of something in the Tooth Fairies eye that…wait…Tooth Fairy…Babytooth…

I stood from my chair as the others stood from their positions on the floor. "Well, well, well…it has been a long time Toothina, ten years I'd say." I said my focus solely on her. Before any of us could react the ice dome covering Jackie exploded outwards, showering us all in ice shards. We all turned to look at her and her eyes were dominated by an emotion I had seen only once before.

"You." she spat, jabbing her staff at Toothina. I knew the only reason she was up was the morphine in her system and I watched as she marched past me and approached the two holidays and two spirits in front of us. Before she could get to close to them, and too far away from me I lightly slide my right arm around her stomach holding her back, that didn't stop her mouth though.

"It took me weeks just to put all the pieces back together of his shattered heart into barely a semblance of what it was before. He wouldn't eat for a week before I finally convinced him that he was important enough to warrant food. That's when me asked me the most heartbreaking question I've ever been asked. He looked up at me with dead eyes and asked, 'Jacquelyn, am I a mistake?'. There was no emotion in his voice and he was always the more open with his emotions between the two of us. In the end it wasn't enough and if it wasn't for Evelyn, I don't think he would have made it." The first part had come out as yelling but as she drew closer to the end it turned into a slight whisper.

I now had both my arms wrapped around her. My right still around her stomach, and my left resting against her shoulders, holding her flush with myself. "It's over now, that part of our lives is over. I'm here." I said gently into her ear as tears begin to fall from her eyes. I gently moved her over to the chair I had been sitting in and lowered her into it. Once I was sure she was down, I slowly pulled her sweater up enough to get a look at the splotch of purple that had begun to appear on her side.

"Damn." I breathed when I could look at it. I was right she was bleeding, and she couldn't feel a thing because of the morphine. Getting my head a little closer to get a better look at it, I noticed that only the skin had broken, none of her ribs had poked through which was a huge plus and a weight off my shoulders. "Somebody bring me a clean sheet, boiled water, a needle and thread." I called over my shoulder as I gently eased her sweater the rest of the way off revealing her snow flake patterned white bra. "Oi, oi, oi, the hell you think you doing?" I heard the kangaroo ask/demand. "Fixing the damage you caused." I replied not taking my eyes off of Jackie's side.

It was only a few moments before the requested items arrived and I set to work, cleaning the wound, cutting the sheet into strips to be used as bandages and threading the needle. After cleaning the wound I started with the needle, sewing the gash back closed. It was at this point that I began to hear small whimpers coming from my 'patient'. "I know, I know, the morphine never really lasts very long." I said softly, then remembered that I was stitching my sister up with three other guys in the room, my half-naked sister. I left the needle in her side and whirled around. "OUT!" I shouted.

Tooth, on the verge of tears after the verbal assault from Jackie, instantly realized the same thing and began shoving the others out of the room. With those three buffoons out of the way, I turned back to the needle and continued sewing. As the whimpers started rising in volume, I scrambled to think of something to take her mind off the pain. Jamie's sled ride from this morning came to mind which made me think of the first time Jackie did the same for me.

"Hey, you remember the time you sent me on my first sled ride?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of my hands as they worked. She didn't say or do anything so I took that as my queue to continue. "I didn't have quite the glorious sled that Jamie has now but you sent me on just as wild a ride, remember, you sent me skidding across the roads, over cars and trucks, under people. I never had so much fun before in my life." I said. I could see her smile a little bit and give a light laugh as she did indeed remember that day.

Now that her mind was off of the pain I continued to stitch her closed. "I even remember the first day I met you, you were so shocked that someone could see you that you froze up, your mouth opening and closing like a fish as I tried to figure out how you were able to fly." I continued. At that, she laughed out loud though she stopped quickly when the laughing caused her ribs to flare painfully.

Finished with the stitching I tied off the stitches then looked into Jackie's eyes. "I have to bandage the wound which will require your bra to come off." I said. She nodded and I as gently as possible unclasped then removed her bra. Keeping my mind and my eyes on my hands as they deftly wrapped the makeshift bandages around her chest and mid-section, covering her breasts, binding her ribs and further closing the gash in her side.

With that done, I helped her put her sweater back on. "Alright, you know the drill." I said pulling a pill from my small med-kit I had barely remembered to pack. She gave me a pout but my stern look made her crumble and she quickly swallowed it. It wasn't five minutes before she was out like a light. I picked her up bridal and carried her over to a big plush chair and sat with her in my lap. I nodded to Tooth and she brought the others back into the room.

"Alright, I want to know what just happened." the Kangaroo demanded. I snorted "Don't pretend you care about her, it will just make me want to hurt you more." I said. He had obviously not expected that kind of response from me and he spluttered. "What?" he asked stupidly. "You've already hurt her once and I'm not going to let that happen again." I replied. That really threw him for a loop as his face scrunched up as he tried to remember when he had ever hurt the girl before him.

"Easter Sunday 1968, she wanted to help hide the eggs and tried to set down a light dusting of snow that turned into the worst snowstorm of the century. You were justifiably angry so you lashed out at what had caused your anger. All the while she was pleading with you to understand that she never wanted to cause the snowstorm. That's when you threw your boomerangs at her. Tell me, did you notice anything strange about them when they came back to you?"

Aster thought back to that day and at the time he hadn't noticed anything, of course his eyes had had a veil of red covering them as he sought out Jackie. But now that he was thinking with a clear head he could remember that one of them came back with a coating of red stuff on it. His eyes widened as I nodded "You got your wish Kangaroo boy, you landed a hit on 'Jack' Frost. She still has the scar where it laid her back open. How she didn't die from the wound I will never know, but I'm glad she did." I said glancing lovingly at the girl in my lap.

"I'm still confused." the Santa look alike said a little awkwardly. I sighed "I guess a little history lesson is in order." I said. Shifting so that Jackie and I were more comfortable is spoke again. "It would be easiest if I were to begin with the day that I met Jacquelyn or as you know her, 'Jack Frost'." I said.

Author's Note: So I thought about trying to add on a flashback to this chapter but I've ended up stumped for the longest time and you people deserve this chapter after so long. So here it is, next we begin with a flashback and other shit. Review, rate all that good shit. Deuces.