Fight for me

If it's not too late

Help me breathe again

No, this can't be how the story ends...

The Tooth Palace was a wonder to the spirit, Jack wondered how it was the spirit could so easily fly when he - Jack - had struggled with it the first several years of his new life. Maybe this spirit had been a hang glider in his life? Well, it didn't matter. After this spirit figured out who he was, then it was off with him and Jack wanted nothing more to do with the spirit. He had no idea said spirit was regarding him with a kind of sadness in his eyes. He didn't know even the first thing about himself, but he remembered Jack Frost. Jack had been everything to him. Exactly what that meant, he wasn't sure, but he knew it was important and he knew that Jack was ... different. He could recall this winter spirit being so carefree and fun-loving, always smiling and laughing... The spirit before him now though seemed so melancholy and so... so serious. Why? What had happened that had so drastically changed this young Guardian? As the Tooth Palace came in sight, he had a sinking feeling in his stomach that he might just be about to find out. As much as he didn't remember who he was... he had a strong belief in what little he did remember that he and Jack had been close. Which meant the change in the winter spirit had something to do with him and it wasn't something he was looking forward to finding out. He needed to know though, something in him was desperately urging him to discover his past.

"Jack! What a surprise!" Tooth said happily when she saw the winter spirit land. Her magenta eyes flickering over to the other spirit.

"Who is your friend?"

"We don't know, that's why we came to you. He doesn't remember who he was and wants to. I told him you could help."

"Of course! Of course!" She beckoned the other spirit forward, he hesitated a little.

"I'm not going to bite." She said, rolling her eyes and causing the barest hint of a smile to ghost along Jack's features. He wasn't sure why, but seeing that made him feel better; he wished Jack would smile more. Emboldened, he moved to the hovering fairy, who looked more like a cross between a bird and a woman. She seemed... oddly familiar too, but he brushed it aside as she seemed to look at him... into him.

"Okay... I've got a good reading on your aura... should be able to find you. She zipped off, leaving the two immortals to stand on the center platform in silence. It wasn't so much an awkward one as uneasy. He wanted Jack to laugh and to be himself and not... this... whatever this was. Tooth seemed to take forever. When she came back there was a strange look on her face as she held out the canister, her eyes had a strange gleam to them and suddenly he was aware that this fairy knew who he was. That she KNEW him from... before.

"Just touch it, like this." She put her fingers on the diamond patterned flat surface and the teen reached out, doing as she did. It glowed and suddenly the world around him faded as he was bombarded with memories of snow, ice, friends, a family, and above it all... Jack Frost. He sucked in a sharp breadth as the final memory faded. It wasn't clear what had happened to him really, but he'd been waiting for Jack... He'd simply fallen asleep and... whatever had happened to him had occurred while he'd been sleeping. Tooth made herself scarce as the teen turned to the winter spirit.

"Melancholy doesn't suit you Jack." He said after a long moment. The winter spirit was silent for a moment then before he said quietly, not looking at the teen.

"That's life. Anyway, I'd best be going."

"I understand if you want to leave, but... you should know the truth." Jack frowned, what was he talking about? Oh wait, he still didn't know the spirit's name. He turned, waiting patiently to see if the other winter spirit would speak.

"You said you'd always be there for me. I... I waited for you..." The last words were nearly a whisper so quiet that Jack couldn't make them out and when he did he felt like every thought in his brain had come to a halt. It couldn't be. This was... no. He looked at the teen then, really looked and he saw the similarities to the boy he'd known; the hints were there... although the teen was paler than he'd ever remembered and something of disbelief began to cross his features. His eyes widening slowly as it all clicked together like puzzle pieces and his voice was whisper soft, barely daring to hope.

"Jamie?"

A/N: I know I've done a story with this song before, but 1. I like this song & 2. the other one doesn't deal with Jack & Jamie, the other one is focused more on an OC & her friendship with Jack as well as just being a piece that I wrote for curious readers about a 10 yr interlude in another story.

I know I didn't do the last part of the song (which is just a repeat of the chorus really). I MIGHT do more, which would mean include the last chorus (of course) showing up. depends on how many readers want me to continue. Keep in mind please that the plot of this story actually follows the song in its theme. thank you for continuing to read (if you've gotten this far).