Human Order of Guardians: DFTR Epilogue

I sat in the living room, writing in a few new names into an ice blue folder with a dozing Taboo lying next to me. The file had gained a bit of bulk over the years and was a little tattered from constant movement from my house to the base and back again. The total number of Descendants of Jack Frost now numbered roughly fifty, adding a huge chunk to the HOG roster.

Nigel and Jason had sadly passed on, so Burgess Branch was still on the lookout for a new Descendant of North to join us, although the others were getting on themselves. If it wasn’t for Billy’s nephew and young daughter, we’d be down to one member at the rate we were going.

Jason had been replaced by a Descendant named Lily Llewelyn, and Samson had also stepped down, being replaced by one of Penelope’s old friends, Harry Roberts.

“You still up?” Jamie asked, walking over and leaning over the top of the seat. I glanced at the clock to see that it was midnight.

“Still got this to do all this,” I said, sweeping my hand across the table at all the other files. Most of them were ice blue, some were the brown of the general files and a handful were a new colour, grey. The colour was associated with our allies, Tracey’s pack. Also on the table was a new version of the communicators, now it was a combination of the distress signal and a holographic communicator. We called it SPARK, for no real reason other than it sounded cool I think. And possibly the fact that when I accidentally covered it in frost once it started sparking.

”The annual meeting’s tomorrow after all.” I added, leaning back in the chair for him to kiss me.

“You got everything?” He asked before pressing his lips against mine.

I let out a noise that could either be an affirmative or just pleasure.

It was late in the evening, so there was no one watching.

Or so we thought.

“Awwww.”

Jamie and I snapped our heads around to the door entrance, to see a girl, about eight, with dark brown hair and ice blue eyes standing there.

“Penny, go to bed.” I said, “You’ve got school in the morning.”

“But Danny and Jack are still up!” She cried, “It’s not fair!”

“Why are they still up?” asked Jamie shaking his head.

“I dunno.”

Jamie chuckled, “Let’s get you three to bed, Mommy’s got work to do.”

He led the yawning Penny up the stairs, to where her two brothers were no doubt still awake and probably causing some form of trouble.

None of them had ice or wind powers, thankfully. It was bad enough that I had them, I didn’t need my kids getting mixed up in that as well.

I smiled to myself and fiddled with the lid on the end of my ice blue pen. I’d gotten it from Jason once I’d finally worked out my Centre, before he died; apparently it would never run out of ink. Not much use in this day and age, but a nice gesture.

The top of the pen was decorated with a symbol of a pair of silver shaking hands with a silver snowflake in the background. Down one side of it read my name in silver swirly letters. Down the other side was my Centre.

Forgiveness.