N1kk1 Starlet: North was just trying to keep Jack from getting too attached. But I know how you feel. It pains me to write some of these chapters. :'( But I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Chibi-Aibou-Midna: Yes, it does. And Jack is getting hurt really bad. *evil smile*
love-kills-quickly: I know! I am a horrible human being who deserves to rot! But I'm giving them a happy ending ultimately, so please don't kill me yet!
Janel: Well, the reason I wrote that was because I was in school and didn't want to get caught. But he is pretty lonely. :(
CFMRDP: Jack says he would appreciate the hug, but needs to protect Elsa. :) And here is your Chapter 9!
Is this better? Did I update in time? Are you still going to kill me for not updating within two hours of the last update?
"Hey, do want to go somewhere with me?" Jack asked Elsa upon his return, not lifting his eyes to look at her. Elsa wondered what had happened during the long talk he had had with North, but she didn't want to ask for fear of upsetting the spirit. His face was bright red and his blue eyes shined with freshly shed tears, suggesting that he had been crying for quite some time. "There's something really cool I want to show you."
Despite the familiar words and smug tone of voice, Elsa could tell that something was bothering the spirit greatly. She reached forward and rested her pale hand against his arm, feeling his skin through the fabric of the hoodie. A spark raced through her arm as she connected with him, but she resisted the strong urge to pull away. "Of course I'll go with you," she replied softly, hoping to bring some comfort to the spirit of winter.
A small smile pulled at the corners of Jack's mouth, yet Elsa noticed how strongly he resisted the urge. "That's great," he said with a slightly lighter tone of voice, "but are you okay with flying?" The familiarly playful spark lit his icy eyes as he said those last words, and the young queen couldn't help but laugh. Her platinum blonde hair beat against her back as she nodded excitedly, feeling giddy at the thought of flying. "Alright then, you might want to put on some comfier clothes."
Returning the smirk Jack had given her, Elsa waved her arms around her body and changed into a much more casual ensemble. A bright blue t-shirt spread across the upper part of her body as soft white sweatpants slipped down her legs. "Is this alright?" she asked inquisitively, lifting her dark eyebrows in question. A slight dusting of frost grew around her feet as Jack looked her over approvingly, smirking slightly as he nodded. "At least he isn't sad anymore," Elsa thought to herself, feeling herself smile as well.
"Do you want to let Anna know that you're leaving, or should we just go?"
Elsa paused at the question, glancing down to the courtyard again to see Kristoff giving Anna a loving hug. She couldn't help but smile sweetly at the adorable sight, happy that her sister was so in love with the young man. "No, she's a smart girl. I'm sure Anna will figure it out by herself," the queen replied gently, turning back to face Jack. He had his head tilted in such a way that Elsa was sure most girls would have fallen in love instantly. His bright eyes were soft as he watched the woman's flowing movements, but Elsa tried to ignore it.
After several more minutes of preparation, the winter spirit scooped Elsa into his cold arms. Despite her earlier anticipation and excitement, the queen soon realized how terrified she was of being at such a great height with little more than the wind and Jack. Seeming to realize her nervousness of flying, Jack began muttering calming words into the queen's ear. "I won't drop you," he whispered softly, his cool breath blowing Elsa's hair away from here ear. "You are safe with me."
It wasn't long after Jack had begun muttering those sweet words that Elsa had fallen asleep, completely comfortable being in the spirit's arms.
"She's so beautiful when she's asleep," Jack thought glancing down at the lovely royal. Her blonde hair fell into her closed eyes as she drifted deeper and deeper into the spell of sleep. A small golden circle soon began enveloping her head as the sun dipped deeper into the sky, and Jack couldn't help but smile as he got a glance of the glowing man. The mute appeared several feet away from them, waving at the younger Guardian cheerfully. "Hello, Sandy," Jack whispered, careful not to wake the sleeping maiden.
Sandy's golden eyes flickered down to the small form in his companion's arms, a question mark forming above his head. Jack's face heated up with a ferocious blush as he explained what he planned on doing for the young queen. Despite knowing that he could not have a future with Elsa, the winter spirit couldn't help but feel the desire to help her feel without being scared of her own powers. He had made a promise to himself, and he intended to keep that promise, no matter what happened to him or his heart.
A loud peep blared from next to Jack's ear, and he turned to see Baby Tooth fluttering next to him. She had also heard the story and seemed to realize how upset the situation had made Jack. "It's okay, Baby Tooth," he said cheerfully, hoping to convince both of the mystical beings that he was alright. In his arms, Elsa shifted her weight slightly and let out a sleepy moan. "Shh, you're okay." With those few words, the queen settled back down and curved herself deeper into Jack's body. "Well, I better keep going so I can get her to a safer place."
The Sandman nodded slightly and Baby Tooth let out a small chirp of compliance, zooming in the opposite direction to collect the teeth. Without saying another word, Jack flew down to the nearby town and found a safe place to sleep. Knowing how pointless sleep was for the young spirit, he stayed up and watched the golden sand floating around her head. "Aw, she's dreaming of the castle… And Anna and Kristoff's wedding," he thought, picking out the shapes as they floated by. Suddenly, a new shape appeared that he had not been expecting, and the shock caused the Guardian to fall backwards.
Hours passed before the sun came back up, and throughout the night Jack had constantly watched to see if the shape had changed. However, nothing altered until the cloud simply dissipated, alerting the spirit of Elsa's waking. She stretched her limbs, creating a slight popping sound, and shot a small smile in Jack's direction. "Good morning, Jack," she muttered sleepily, her eyes glazed with the effects of the deep sleep. "Where are we?"
Jack smiled back, brushing some of the queen's platinum blonde hair back from her head. "It's, um…. Well, it's my hometown. This is the place where I first became Jack Frost," he explained, gesturing to the lake with a nod of his head. The spirit was rewarded with an excited look on Elsa's face as she immediately stood up, already prepared to look around.
So, what did Elsa dream about? Ooh, mystery! :) But don't worry, I'll reveal it later.
