Mission Accomplished

A Jelsa Fanfiction

Hey hey hey hey! I enjoyed doing that first chapter, so I'm gonna keep going! Basically every chapter I'm going to try and do a POV change between Elsa and Jack, usually one after the other to explain what one is doing at the same time the other is. So yup. When one of my siblings read the first chapter over my shoulder, they were like "You seriously did a James Bond thing?" And I'm just like "Yeah, what of it?" So I'm glad I stuck with it. Thank you for taking the time to read this and let's get on with the chapter.

Chapter 2

Jack

Halfway to my home, I decide to actually go to Headquarters and look Elsa Winters up there. They have way more high tech stuff than I do, and I'll have enough time to search her up before having to return home to meet my sister Emily at the bus.

I make a quick turn, take a right, drive a bit then find myself at an old warehouse no one uses anymore. I get out of my car and step inside.

On the far wall, there is a small bit of uneven wall. It's barely noticeable to someone else, but to me it's an entrance.

I cross the room and press the wall. The part slides open and a palm scanner is now visible. I place my hand on the scanner and wait.

"Welcome, Agent Jackson Frost". The speakers hidden in the floor blare out.

A chute opens in front of me, and I step inside, sliding down, down down. It's like the world's biggest park slide, although we won't be getting a Guinness World Record anytime soon for it.

When I land, I make my way towards the computer room and tap our tech guy on the shoulder. Hiccup Haddock is in charge of cataloging everything we do, keeping track of all our new missions, and also finding people who need to be found. That last one comes in handy.

"Jack, my man!" He stands up and we grasp hands and hug.

"Hey Hiccup! Look, I need to find someone. Her name is Elsa Winters."

"Elsa Winters? Sure, I bet I can find something." His hands fly over the keyboard of the giant computer where all our stuff is held. It's a super computer, and Hiccup is obsessed with it. He even named it Osiris after the Egyptian God.

After a minute, he speaks again. "I couldn't find any Elsa Winters man, but I did find an Anna Winters."

"Anna Winters? She must be a relative. Can you get me her number?"

Hiccup nods, and gives me the number. I put it into my phone and thank him. Then, I walk down the hall to an empty press room where we sometimes discuss missions and call the number.

"Hello?" The cheery voice of a... 23 year old maybe, rings over the line.

"Hi, I'm Jackson Overland, and I was hoping you could help me..."

Elsa

At my company I went past the elevators and into one of the back rooms that no one really ever goes in unless they have real business here like me, and shut the door.

There are a few chairs, a flat screen tv and a small coffee table, but really nothing else is in here. That is, unless you count the secret entrance to Headquarters. I press a button on the tv remote, and the screen lights up red.

"Warning, you are trespassing on Winters property. Please state name, age and occupation." A robotic voice rings out. Good thing dad made sure this room was soundproof.

"Elsa Winters, 25, international super spy." It was something I always say to the computer. If it didn't recognize your name, age or if you didn't say that you were a spy, it wouldn't let you in. That way if other spies found out about this place, they would still need the name and age.

The screen turns green. "Welcome, Elsa Winters."

The wall opens, revealing a long tunnel. I walk through it until I reach the other side, where I then take the elevator down. Ahh, Headquarters.

Each of us have our own office for us to work at. There, we keep our supplies, information, data, gadgets and mission records as well as some other things. It's all arranged alphabetically by last name, so I am all the way in the back.

I wave to a few friends I'd met after years on the team, and make my way to the back. The only offices there are mine and my father's. My mother and sister Anna do not know anything about our secret occupation here underneath our company, and we prefer it that way.

Here's a layout of my office: when you walk in, the first thing you see is the desk with the high tech computer on it, and piles of paper. Then, if you move your gaze to the wall behind it, you see a peg board with all my gadgets on it. I have a lot. On the left wall is a locker where I keep my suit, pouch and occasionally purse inside so no one gets to it. It has a thumbprint scanner th at only knows my own print. On the right, is my map of Burgess, and maps of the few places I've been to over the years- Norway, France and Italy are a few.

I put my suit and pouch in the locker after emptying the pouch, and hang up my grappling gun and tranquilizer. They were the only gadgets I'd decided to take on the mission when I left.

I then sit down at my desk and fire up the computer. It takes a minute, but I finally am able to put in my password and get onto my screen saver, a picture of Anna and I.

I press a button on my keyboard. "Computer, search up all residents of Burgess under the surname of Frost."

"Searching... one match found. Emily Frost. Knows Jackson Overland, lives in South Burgess."

Jackson Overland... Bingo.

Jack

"I was hoping you could help me find an Elsa Winters? I'm an old friend of hers from High School and I wanted to get back in touch with her."

"Jackson Overland? Elsa never told me about you before."

"Umm..."

"Anna? Who are you talking to?" Another woman's voice comes over the line. It sounds like Elsa!

Elsa

When I get home, Anna is talking on the phone with someone. I tap her one the shoulder. "Anna? Who are you talking to?"

On the other end of the line I hear someone say, "Umm..." It sounds like Jack!