Elsa stumbled through the darkened woods, hands clutched to her chest. She dared not touch anything right now. "Come on," she mumbled to herself. "Under control, these powers do not control you." She thought back to earlier that day when Anna and Kristoff had said their marriage vows and a great sense of loneliness had fell over her shoulders. They had each other now, but who did she have to come to for comfort. Anna loved her dearly but she had Kristoff now. Elsa gasped as her fingertips iced over, stumbling to the ground and scraping her left hand against a jagged rock. She cried out as the grass around her frosted, yanking her hands up and inspecting the dirty cut across her palm. She whimpered, clenching her hand closed as blood leaked sluggishly from the wound. Snow started to whirl around her as she started crying, the ground frosting outward from where she sat on the ground. Frost crept up her fingers and over her hands like dainty gloves and made her cry harder. She clenched her eyes closed, curling in on herself when large rough hands clasped her wrists gently.
"D-don't!" she cried, trying to pull her frosting hands away and looking up sharply. "I'll freeze you by accident!" The boy crouched in front of her looked unconcerned, not letting go of her. His eyes were a pale blue grey and were staring back at her confidently. His hair was a silvery white like the snow swirling around them and it tickled his eyelashes carelessly.
"Let it go," he whispered, rotating her hands till they were intertwined gently. "You can't keep it in." He squeezed her hand in encouragement, eyes still locked with hers.
"You'll freeze," she cried, half heartedly pulling her hands from him.
"The cold doesn't bother me," he chuckled, squeezing her hands again. "Let it go." Elsa closed her eyes and let out a choked sob as the built up power burst through her hands and into the boy. Her eyes fluttered open after a moment and gasped to see the strange boy still crouched in front of her, grinning cockily. "Told ya," he chuckled, standing and pulling her carefully to her feet. She stumbled slightly and blushed as he caught her. He chuckled again, setting her up right and taking her left hand gingerly. He turned it palm up, produced a soft cloth from somewhere and wiped the blood from her hand, then bent and placed a soft kiss over the cut. A intricate frosty snowflake appeared over the cut and made the pain disappear as he grinned up at her.
"How did you do that?" she gasped, admiring the snowflake.
"You never kiss and tell," he chuckled, letting go of her hand and scooping up a strange staff from the ground nearby. He started to turn to leave when Elsa snatched at his sweater sleeve desperately.
"Please," she begged, her eyes clouded with tears. "I've never met someone else like me." He looked back at her, eyes not betraying any emotion. "Please stay," she begged again. "At least a little while. I don't even know your name."
"Jack," he said with a grin, turning to face her. "Jack Frost."
"Don't be stupid," she glared at him. "What's your real name?" Jack looked affronted, throwing a hand over his heart dramatically.
"The ice queen doesn't believe in the spirit of winter?" he gasped, tilting his staff toward the ground. "Now I'll disappear like the spirits of old." His head dropped and he floated into the air, rolling onto his back in a dramatic dying posture. Elsa gaped, mouth falling open in a very un-ladylike manner. Jack burst into laughter, rolling over and smiling at her.
"You're really him?" she whispered, reaching out as if to touch him then drew her hand back quickly. "I read stories about you when I was a child. I use to think you were like my guardian spirit since we had the same powers." Jack's smile faltered a bit and he touched back down on the ground. His eyes glanced upward, finding the moon through the tree canopy.
"You should probably be getting back to your castle your majesty," he said softly, eyes catching hers. As if on cue a voice called from nearby.
"Elsa?" Anna called out. "Elsa are you out here? Everyone is worried about you!" Elsa glanced at Jack who gestured toward Anna's voice smiling softly.
"I'll come see you queen," he promised, bowing slightly. "Our story is not quite over I think." He glanced at the moon again then back at her, a wild grin on his face. "Till next time!" he called, bursting into the air.
"Elsa!" she called out desperately. "My name is Elsa!" She thought he waved then he was gone from view.
"Elsa!" Anna cried out as she burst into the clearing. "Where have you been? I was worried sick!" Kristoff came into view behind her, Sven close behind.
"I'm sorry," she apologized, wringing her hands together. "I just...needed some space." Anna noticed the frost around her sister and looked up at her in concern.
"Is everything okay Elsa?" she asked gently.
"I just needed to let some energy go," Elsa shrugged, putting her hands behind her back. She smiled warmly at them all in a convincing manner. "Shall we head home?" As they trudged back toward the castle Elsa looked back toward the sky hoping she'd see him one last time.