Jack heard the soft crying beyond the other side of the window, muffled slightly by the wind.

"Elsa? You alright in there?"

Silence. And then the soft pitter-patter of bare feet crept closer to the windows, which opened slightly. "Jack… I hurt my sister." A little girl with blonde hair almost as white as snow looked up at him with watery eyes.

Jack swooped inside and knelt in front of her. "Hey, hey. It's ok," he softly said as he gently wrapped his arms around her. "The trolls made her better," he comforted.

"But..but I hit her with..with this…" Elsa lifted her hands and looked at them with fear.

"It was an accident," Jack let go of her and held her small hands. "How could my princess's dainty hands ever hurt someone?" Jack joked.

Elsa flinched and drew back her hands quickly. "Don't touch me!" she cried. Jack's eyes filled with shock. Then, she immediately regretted shouting at Jack, and lowered her head. "I… I don't want to hurt you, too."

Jack looked at her worriedly. "I'm going to watch over you," he declared. Slowly, he reached for her hand. She hesitated slightly, but then let her palm rest in his. "Your powers are not a curse, they're a gift."

"But my control-"

"It'll be like a game," Jack smiled. He lifted her up and twirled her around, making her laugh with the sound of soft bells. He let her sit in his arms, and she rested her head on his shoulders. "You win the game when your powers follow you, does whatever you want it to do."

Elsa yawned. "Give me time…until I'm queen…," and Elsa drifted to a light sleep.

Jack chuckled and gently slid her into bed. "Yea. Until you're queen…my queen."

-Time Skip-

Elsa sighed deeply. "Conceal, don't feel. Conceal, don't feel," she repeated. Her coronation was today, and she could not afford to mess up in front of thousands of people of Arendelle. "Don't let them see it. Control it. Come on…" Elsa held a candleholder and a sphere, as if she was being coronated, but both of the items froze in her hands. She quickly put them down and stared at them, horrified by the icy frost that encompassed the items. She put on her gloves and took a deep breath.

Jack watched over her from the window. He let the wind carry him as he peeked in and realized that she was panicking too much. Ever since Elsa turned 13, she had to prepare to become the future queen. Her life was filled with lessons, appointments, relations, etc. After a while, she was unable to see Jack. She stopped believing in him, like he was an old, child memory. He still remembered the day when he swooped in in front of her to ask her how she was. Without blinking an eye, she walked right through him, like he was a ghost. Jack put his hand over his heart. It still hurts…

Elsa looked at herself in the mirror. It's only for today, she thought. She walked out of her rooms and opened the doors of the castle. "Tell the guards to open up the gates!"

Citizens of Arendelle poured into the castle like a flood. Many brought their children, dressed nicely for the evening ball. Jack flew above them, observing the citizens walking excitedly and chatting with each other about how eager they were to meet the Queen. He also saw a young girl with short, brown hair wearing a pink and purple dress. A man with her, tall with flowy brown hair, called her a unique German-sounding name.

As excited as he was, Jack also worried. He knew that Elsa was afraid of all the eyes that would fixate on her. Let tonight just go smoothly…

During the ball, Jack was floating above the throne chair, casually observing Elsa. Maybe he worried too much. She seemed to be getting along with her sister Anna quite well. She was showing her mischievous side, making Anna dance with the old man from Weasletown.

Anna left the ballroom and came back with another man, Hans, Jack thought, who had short red hair with slim sideburns. They were crossing arms.

"Anna, no. What do you know about love? You can't marry a man you just met," Elsa said calmly to Anna.

"But, we're in love!" Anna replied. "Elsa, don't do this, please," she implored.

"No, and that's final," Elsa turned around. "Close the gates, the party is over," Elsa looked sad from what she had to do. Jack floated next to her, wishing he could comfort her, wishing he could embrace her and tell her that she was doing the right thing, thinking what's best for her little sister.

"What did I ever do to you?!" Anna shouted, feeling completely wronged.

Elsa held her arms tightly. "Enough, Anna."

"No! Why do you shut me out?! Why do you shut the world out?! What are you so afraid of?!" Anna cried.

"I said enough!" Elsa whirled at her and released spikes of ice that protruded from the ground, creating a barrier between the crowd and her. Everyone stared at her with mixed faces of shock and horror.

"E-..Elsa?" Anna stepped closer, confused and surprised.

Elsa started breathing faster. "S-stay away!" Elsa turned and sped towards the door.

Jack quickly glided in front of her. "Elsa! Wai-" Jack shouted, but Elsa just sped right through him. He followed her, desperate to stop her. Elsa then froze in front of the lake, unsure of what she was doing, where she was supposed to go. Jack flew over to her and landed next to her.

"Elsa," Jack groaned, almost in tears. "Elsa!" Jack yelled, wanting to make her see him. "Elsa, look at me!" Jack grabbed her face to make her turn to face him. Elsa looked shocked, but the expression was mirrored on Jack as well.

"J….Jack?" Elsa asked questioningly. "No, you were just a memory…"

Jack shook his head. "Elsa, listen to me. Don't run away from it, it'll only make things worse. If you-"

"Jack, I'm sorry," Elsa lowered her head. She looked up at him, eyes brimmed with small tears, and smiled. "I lost the game." Elsa summoned a whirlwind of snow and ice, pushing Jack away. She stepped onto the water, freezing the waters beneath her feet.

"Elsa! Wait, no!" Jack dove towards the wind but got pushed back. "I promised I'll watch over you!"

Elsa disappeared within the crevices of the mountains, and Jack was left behind, staring at where she was standing.

I'm free. I'm finally free, Elsa thought. No worries, no rules, no limitations. Free to do whatever she wants, revealing her true potential, without any negative consequences. She realized that this is what she wanted, what she needed. The castle caged her in like a bird with clipped wings. Here, she can fly whenever and wherever she wanted. She let loose her hair, flipping it back and letting it take a more edgy, sexy style. She created an icy dress fit for the Queen of the snowy mountain.

A kingdom of isolation, she pondered. She chuckled. I guess I'm the Queen here. I belong here.

She thought back to the moment she felt ice cold hands grab her face. Jack. Jack Frost. He faded from her memory like a tide slowly ebbing away the sand. Looking back, she believed him to be a figment of her imagination, but he was real. She shouldn't be surprised, really. She can create ice spikes from the ground, for pete's sake.

She felt a pang of longing, though. Jack was the only one there for her. He told her everything that was the complete opposite of her parent's advice. Conceal and don't feel, they said. A gift should shine through, he said. Don't let anyone see it, they said. Let them see how amazing you are, he said. She smiled to herself. She missed him. Even if he was Jack Frost, a person who could chill your bones with his breath, he gave her the warmest comfort, that she wasn't a monster. She wasn't weird. He told her she wasn't normal either, but that she was better than normal.

She stepped onto the balcony. But this is where I belong. Alone.

Jack flew everywhere, his staff in hand. He had to find Elsa. Once she left, the entire kingdom of Arendelle was carpeted with snow. Her sister Anna left to find her as well, but Jack had a feeling that Anna didn't know how to approach her sister. Jack knew that he was the only person who could understand her. Their powers were the same, twins of each other.

He then saw a gleaming light that peaked from the hills of the snowy mountains. He flew a little closer and saw that it was a castle. A castle made of ice. He knew Elsa had to have made it. He flew to the front of the door and immediately knocked, hoping she was inside.

"Elsa!" he called, and the doors swung open automatically. He stepped inside, putting his staff on both hands now. He heard dainty footsteps echoing from the upper chamber. He looked up to the top of the stairs.

Jack's heart did a flip. She was wearing a dress that was extremely complementing to her figure. Her hair did her real personality justice. She wasn't a formal or disciplined queen. She was edgy, mysterious, wild.

"Jack?" Elsa peered at him. She widened her eyes upon realizing that it was him, and she ran down the stairs. "Jack, you're here!" She ran toward him and hugged him tightly. "I've missed you."

"I-I..uh…um.." Jack coughed. Elsa looked up at him. "Y-you..uh…urgh.." Jack could not find his words. His mind was a mess, unable to make a single thought. Elsa filled his entire mind to the brim. She was absolutely and devastatingly stunning.

"You ok?" Elsa raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Jack breathed out slowly. She was smiling. She was happy. Jack smiled as well. "I'm fine," he finally said. "I'm more than fine." Jack looked around. "Amazing place you got here. I'm jealous," he joked.

"You should be. It's my handiwork, after all," Elsa replied. "I like it here. It's peaceful."

Jack took on a more serious face. "Elsa, you know you should go back."

Elsa frowned at him and took a step back. "Jack. I thought you would understand why I came over here, you of all people. I'm dangerous over there!" Elsa explained, emphasizing the word 'dangerous.'

"Elsa, you're still running away," Jack said.

"If I go back, I'll never be free." Elsa hugged herself and her knees gave way. She collapsed onto the floor and started panicking. "I'll never be free. Never."

Jack hurriedly rushed to her. He couldn't tell her that she caused the blizzard in Arendelle. No, it would be too much pressure, especially at a time like this when she was the most vulnerable. He had to help her first.

"No, no, Elsa, don't think like that." He held one of her hands and lifted up her chin slightly. "Look at me. You're already free. There's no need to panic. Relax, and take a deep breath." Jack stared into her eyes. He stopped. They were close. They were really close. Elsa started blushing. Jack let go of her hand and cleared his throat. For the first time in his life, it seemed like his hand was warm. "Well, as the Guardian of Fun, I think you don't have to deal with this issue right away." He stood up and grinned. "Serious matters can wait. We should play some games."

"You are such a cheater!" Elsa yelled, her face covered in splattered snow. Jack decided to have a snowball fight outside. Unknowingly to her, he blew on his snowball to make it a little icier so that it could explode on her face rather than just disintegrate to powder.

"All is fair in snowball fights, your majesty," Jack took a deep bow.

"Says who?"

"Says the Prince of Ice, Jack Frost!" Jack raised his hands in the air in the most extravagant manner, presenting himself as a trophy.

Elsa pointed at herself. "Queen. Huge difference."

"Oh, titles mean nothing. It's strength that makes the difference," Jack replied.

Elsa scoffed. She raised her arms in the air, summoning a tornado of snow. In the center of the tornado, a snowball was forming, getting bigger and bigger until it was double the size of Jack's head.

"Elsa…" Jack stared at the gigantic snowball.

"Ha!" Elsa threw her snowball at Jack. Jack jumped up high, barely avoiding the snowball. He looked at Elsa with a smug expression of satisfaction. Elsa smirked. Jack then turned around and saw that the snowball did a curve and was coming toward him fast. It then hit Jack square in the face.

"Ok! That is not fair!" Jack pointed out, buried in all the snow.

"Hypocrite," Elsa stated, dusting off her shoulders. "You made that rule to your game," Elsa smirked.

"My game has only one rule: Have fun," Jack said in a muffled tone through all the snow. Elsa laughed. And it was a beautiful laugh. Jack had not heard it in a long time. He lie there in the snow, sad for Elsa how her happy childhood was lost to her.

"Jack, aren't you going to get up?" Elsa asked, walked closer to Jack.

"In a minute," Jack sighed. Snow felt good. The cold made him relax, cooling every part of his skin, letting him saturate in it, letting him breathe because for some reason, it was getting way to hard to breathe with Elsa around. It all came back to him. The day when he first found out that Elsa stopped believing in him, the day when he stopped being able to hold her hand. That day was the beginning of loneliness for him. He couldn't believe that he was with Elsa now, playing a snowball fight. And he couldn't breathe.

"Jack, get up." Elsa dug through the pile of snow. Suddenly, Jack's hand shot straight up, grabbed Elsa's hand, and pulled her to him. She collapsed on Jack's body, her face inches away from his. Jack's eyes were getting shiny. Too shiny. Watery.

"I can't breathe, Elsa," Jack choked the words out. Elsa looked concerned and began to panic.

"Oh no, did I hit you somewhere? Are you ok? The trolls-" Elsa spewed out, but Jack interrupted her.

"No, Elsa. I can't… I just can't breathe…" Jack's words were all broken up. His voice was cracking ever so lightly. Elsa looked at him, and really looked at him.

"I'll help you with that," and Elsa kissed him. The Snow Queen gave Jack the most fiery kiss he has ever experienced.