Fallen Snow

Chapter 13

That night Jack stayed. He also gifted me another snow day so he could watch me and make sure Pitch wouldn't show up while he wasn't around. I was doing my hair while he tapped his staff on the glass, creating beautiful pictures made of ice crystals.

After I was done I got up. And started cleaning. I was bored. Sometimes being grounded sucks.

I sigh. "Are you bored Jack?"

He jumped off the windowsill and walked over in front of me. He kissed my forehead, then my lips.

"No," he said.

I smiled.

How can he love me? I'm nothing special. I wouldn't consider myself beautiful or interesting.. I don't understand.

He sat down and pulled me on his lap. I was so small compared to him. He kissed me on the head.

I fell asleep against his shoulder.

**Dream**

The room wasn't dark. It was very bright, but in the corner it was dark. And in the middle of the darkness, were golden eyes.

"Pitch," I whispered.

He walked out far enough for me to see his body..

And the black sand that surrounded it.

"November," he hissed. "I need something from you."

"What?" I asked.

I refuse to be scared I refuse I refuse

"Your strength." He says and black sand surrounds me. I scream.

My scream is muffled by the pillow I am laying on. Jack quickly comes to my side.

"November! November?" He repeats.

I'm crying now.

"I'm okay Jack," I breathe. "Just a nightmare." My voice breaks.

Jack roughly pulls me in for a hug.

"What happened?" He demanded.

"Pitch told me he wanted my strength.. then he threw more sand at me."

I automatically grip my side. I lift up my shirt and my skin is grey. I gasp.

"Jack?" He stares at my grey side.

"I need to find the Sandman." He growls.