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The Frost Siblings never really left each other; Jack finding himself drawn to the town of Burgess, even when it hurt so much that no one could see him, his sister in her unwavering faith in him.
She died young, but then again, most people did. She died at the age of thirty, with the birth of her third child; the midwife had had tried to help the bleeding, and they had tried to call for a doctor, but a storm had blown up- Jack's worry over his sister's condition forming dangerous weather patterns, though he did not know why he cared so much.
She was just another one of the people who couldn't see him, why did it hurt so?
She died at the age of thirty, and as she felt her life dwindle, so saw Jack Frost out the window, watching her with wide eyes. She had seen him before, a flash of white in the corner of her eye, blue eyes before she fell asleep. She had seem him right after Jack had died, and had assumed she was just imagining things.
This was the first time she saw him head on, the first time she actually saw him, rather then flashes and dreams.
She saw her brother there, the eye color and hair color being the only things different.
"Jack..." she whispered, looking out the window.
The midwife took it as a sign of the child's name- her first children had been named after their grandfather, and grandmother respectively, as was custom, though she had slipped 'Jack' in as a middle name.
"Jack" the midwife agreed, holding the babe in her arms.
And with that, Jack's sister's soul slipped out of her body with her last breath.
She could see a pillar of light in front of her, and she stepped into it gladly; she would see Jack soon.
no
the light said, almost sadly
he has not yet died
"But I saw him!" she said, unsure, "I saw him!"
you saw him fall beneath the ice
the light said
you did not see him die
you did not see his rebirth
She stepped back in the air in shock.
"No." she murmured "you have to be lying."
we are not
the light said.
"Can I see him?"
you already have
he is the bringer of winter
the white haired boy
you have seen him
what more do you want
?
She stopped. She had seen the white-haired boy all of her life, out of the corners of her eye, and when she was almost asleep.
He was real?
"That wasn't enough" she knew that she was treading dangerous ground, but she was already dead, what more would happen?
you wish for more
?
the light asked.
"Yes" she whispered.
then you may guide him
guard him
be his angel
for as long as he lives
the light said.
She knew she would have had tears in her eyes if she had still been alive, but she smiled, and thanked it.
be careful
you may
regret it
the light said it as it faded, and the sounds was lost to the rushing of the wind.
She turned, and ran to the white-haired boy. "Jack, Jack it's me!"
He didn't answer.
"I'm right here you dummy!" She said again.
He was flying away without her, and without hesitation, she ran ahead of him, treating the air like it was just more road.
He flew right through her.