Mission Accomplished: A New Target
A Jelsa Fanfiction
:) thanks katiea445809, I will fix that when I get the chance.
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Chapter 4
Elsa
"A new mission?!" Jack and I shout at the same time. Dad nods, and presses a button on his keyboard.
A projector turns on, and a picture of Burgess National Prison shows up on screen. The place is stony, gray and just plain drab. Perfect place for criminal scum.
"Just yesterday, three criminals broke out of Burgess National Prison." Dad says, and presses another button. Three pictures come up, and I gasp. Pitch Black, Hans Westerguard and Xibalba M. They're the reason Jack and I first met.
As if sensing something's wrong, the baby starts kicking, and I smile warmly at the fluttery feeling before turning back to the screen. Jack looks down too, and smiles. He rests a hand on the side of my stomach.
"The police force has recordings of them talking to each other during the break out. They explain their plan and what they want to do." The recordings come on.
"You heard that the great Elsa Frost is having a kid?" The smooth, slightly British voice of Pitch Black rings out.
"She's the reason we got in here in the first place." Hans says.
"If we get that child, she could do whatever we want. She would do anything to keep her child safe." Xibalba contributes. Jack wraps and arm around me, holding me tightly.
"So it's settled then." Pitch says. "We get the child, we get Elsa Frost." The recording cuts off.
"They want our child?" Jack asks, whispering. I can hear anger in his voice. It's subtle, but it's there. Dad nods, solemnly.
No. NO!
I stand up abruptly and run out the door. I can hear Jack shout, "ELSA!" But I ignore him. I can hear his feet hitting the ground, running after me, but I still ignore him.
I don't stop until I get to the gym, and tug on some gloves. In one corner of the gym, there are punching bags, and I run over to them.
I start beating the crap out if one of them, taking all my anger out on it.
"Elsa..." Jack says. "Please, stop."
"I." Thwack. "Am not." Thud. "Going." Bang. "To stop." Slam. "Until those criminals." Hit. "Are resembling this punching bag when I'm through with it."
I close my eyes, ready to knock the bag off its holder. I swing a punch, but the impact comes too quick, and too soft. I open my eyes.
Jack is standing in front of the punching bag, his hand stopping my fist from hitting it. He looks deep in my eyes. "Please, Elsa. I know you're upset, but we'll get through this. I promise." He's trying to calm me down, but I can see the fury in his eyes.
He steps away, and I turn around, trying to blink away the tears before he can see them. There's a thud, and I turn around.
Jack has knocked the bag- without gloves- onto the floor. So much for trying to be strong for me.
He's breathing deeply, and then sees me. The fury goes away, and he moves towards me. "I'm sorry." He says, and wraps his arms around me. I let the tears go.
"What are we going to do?" I ask, crying into his shoulder. He kisses the top of my head.
"We're going to catch those guys. I promise."
I pull away, and nod. Jack kneels down in front of my stomach and places both of his hands on the bump. "This is daddy. We aren't going to let anything happen to you, or your mommy. I promise, little one. I promise." He presses a kiss to my stomach, and there's a light kick.
I wipe my eyes, and Jack stands up to hug me again. "Thank you." I whisper. He nods.
"Now," Jack says once I've recomposed myself. "Let's go kick some criminal butt."
A few hours later...
A few hours later, Jack and I are walking along the beach, enjoying the sunset. We spent the last few hours looking for anything that could do with Pitch, Hans or Xibalba, but we haven't found anything. Yet, of course.
The sand is warm and grainy beneath my feet, and I close my eyes, taking in the salty sea air. Jack chuckles, and tightens his arm around me, pulling me closer.
"Remember when we first met?" Jack asks, and I snort.
"Of course. We were both assigned to take down the very same criminals we're tracking down now. You went in the easy way, I took the window."
"When you dropped in, I couldn't take my eyes off you. You were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen." I blush.
"You really thought that?" I ask, and he nods.
"Of course. I still do." He kisses the top of my head. I smile, content, pushing all thoughts of baby stealing criminals out of my head.
"Your mouth wouldn't stay shut at I simply took them down with three shots of my tranquilizer. It was pretty funny."
Jack laughs. "I guess it was."
"Jack?" I ask, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
Jack pulls me around so I'm facing him. "I love you too." Then he kisses me. It's passionate, and full of heat.
Eventually, the two of us end up on the sand. My back is pressed into the sand, and Jack is tangling his hands in my hair.
"You know," Jack says between kisses and breaths. "We could always go back to the house and have some fun there."
I laugh. "Easy tiger. I'm already pregnant, you know." Jack makes an exaggerated frown, and I laugh again.
"Please...?"
"We'll see."
That is the most you're gonna get readers, I don't write hard core... stuff. At all. It makes me uncomfortable, so :p. Hope you enjoyed this installment! See you in the next chapter!