WPCTS 2

Jack sat in Elsa's window seal. He was giving her the day off teaching him so she, Ana, Kristoff, Sven and Olaf could take a quick trip up the north mountain for a mini vacation to her other castle (which still remained where it was and was in the middle of renovations, all in which were for Jack to live there). Since no one ever saw him Jack was free to roam the castle, although there was not much to do. He added a mustache to a painting once (it looked much better now), and he dyed the fur of Elsa's horse blue once (she loved it). Today there was nothing to do.

So he went to the library.

Yeah Jack was all fun and games, but who didn't like to enjoy a book once in a while?

He found a particularly interesting once about The Guardians of Childhood and stuck it out for a good 83 pages before falling asleep book in hand.

.oOo.

Upon entering the library, she quickly noticed Jack in his normal attire, barefoot and pale, asleep with a book in his lap. She laughed at him and picked it up, putting a bookmark in it and sitting it aside. She surveyed the cover when she noticed a white haired boy peeking in on the cover. Like literally on the cover. His head and shoulders were on the picture like he was peeking in a doorway or playing hide and seek.

A whirl of wind went around the room, flipping the book open to several different pages. It stopped first on one of the moon, then of a white haired-well dressed girl, then one of the boy.

One of Jack.

It stayed there, even though the wind was howling around the room. She began to read.

And she didn't stop for another hour.

.oOo.

Jack looked up at the queen. He didn't want to be learning anything today, it had just snowed he wanted to have a snowball fight. "Now let's go outside and practice that." He perked up.

"What an excellent idea your majesty." Elsa groans.

"Jack don't call me that." He only called her that when he wanted to bother her or sometimes thank her. She didn't know what the occasion was.

They stepped outside and she breathed in the cold, loving everything about it.

Whap.

Something had hit her in the side of the face. She looked over at Jack bouncing a ball of snow. "My lady?" He bowed and she smirked.

"How dare you hit the queen with a snowball!" It was more playful than angry, yes the snow hitting her face stung but she was way to excited about being outside and away from buisness. She formed her own snowball in her hand and pelted him with it.

"Nice throw...for a queen." He mocked.

"Just because I'm a queen doesn't mean I don't know how to hold my own in a snowball fight. I'm the best in the kingdom at snowball fights!" She shouted throwing three at once at him. He chuckles and makes a run for it. "Don't run from me!" She picks up her skirts and chases him down. To everyone else she must look crazy, having snowball fights with herself. To him she's the prettiest crazy person in the world. He jumps down onto the frozen lake and slides for a few feet before stopping, making a snowball like she did in the palm of his hand.

"Come get me!" He runs farther.

"Frost boy!" She teases him with his nickname before she realizes the Ice isn't frozen over. And his powers aren't enough to freeze over the water. "Wait wait Jack stop!" She screams. He continues to laugh, oblivious.

"Not falling for it!" He yells and runs farther.

"JACK STOP!" before her screams can register the ice beneath him groans and breaks. "Jack no!" She rushes across the half frozen water, finishing it's slow freezing process and stops feet away from the gaping hole. The ice melts under her legs and she falls in, not minding the ice water. She sees his white hair twisting in the water and she swims after him.

.oOo.

His eyes slowly open. He hurts everywhere. He groans. Elsa's head rises from his chest, and that's when he realized he was laying down. "Elsa-" he can't get more than a cough out. She smiles a gentle smile at him "Shh...shh..." She soothes him. He notices his body is warm.

"Elsa...are you...warming me?" He hears a sniffle.

"Love will thaw." She whispers Into his chest.

"Elsa don't...thaw me all the way...I'll die...I can't handle the warmth." He mutters. She leans up.

"Jack you're a human you have to be warm." She whispers.

"I...don't know what I am...but I'm no human...please stop Elsa...it's starting to hurt..." She moves away and gets to her feet and walks away.

"Jack if I'm near you you'll thaw. So I'm going to go over there and wait for you to feel better...okay?" She asks, not sure what else she can do.

"Elsa this isn't your fault. I fell in, I didn't listen to you. I'm gonna be fine. Don't feel bad. I'm okay...just a little too warm." He says softly. She almost didn't catch it.

"I'll be waiting over here." She replied even softer before walking away.

.oOo.

Jack walked over to her, she was sitting on the stairs of the palace crying. There were ice spikes all around her, she was obviously in turmoil. "Elsa." She sobbed harder. "Please don't take this offensively." He says before breaking some spikes beside her and sitting in their place, wrapping his arms around her.

"Jack...Jack...I..." She sobbed.

"Elsa...it's okay. I'm fine now." He whispered "You were trying to help. You did nothing wrong. I appreciate-"

"Jack you're not human." She blurted out. He stared at her. "Last week when you fell asleep in the library...that book...the pages turned themselves...I read this page...labeled Jack Frost...Jack you aren't human you're practically a god...Jack...I thought it was chance but now that I've witnessed what happened today...I knew it was true...you're immortal." Jack looked very taken aback.

"What's that matter? We can still-"

"I love you Jack."