Hey guys! I'm back with another chapter! Yesterday I was like on a roll, I had started this and then I finished it and wrote ten as well! I've been bouncing off the walls (lol not literally) because I am sooooo excited for tomorrow's episode of The Fosters. It's just gotten SO good ever since Callie and Brandon kissed.

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Elsa was nervous. She paced back and forth, unaware of the frost creeping up her bedposts. Would he actually show up? Did I actually see that or was my mind just playing tricks on me, making me see what I was dying to see? Elsa's mind was in over thinking-overdrive. Swoosh!

Elsa jerked her head to the window, wringing her hands. She jumped back as a head hung in front of the window upside down. She stared at it for a few more seconds before realizing it was Jack. "Jack!" She whispered, tears welling in her eyes.

He grinned at her and flipped so he was right side up and on the window sill. He opened it and hopped through. "Elsa. You-" He stopped and looked her over. She had definitely grown taller, she was probably up to his chin.

Her blonde hair was in an intricate braid bun tightly held against her head. She stood up straight and stiff, like a proud princess should. Her hands were covered in blue gloves, but that didn't stop her from wringing them, a nervous habit that made Jack smile.

The only things that hadn't change were her choice to wear a blue dress and the color of her eyes – still the same crystal blue that matched Jack's. She looks absolutely stunning. He cleared his throat, having no idea where that thought came from, and said, "You look great Princess."

Elsa gave him a strained smile at the sound of her old nickname and looked down at her hands. "Thank you. You don't look a day over 17." Jack laughed heartily. Elsa felt all warm inside, which was extremely odd, when she heard it. It was nice to hear laughter after so many years. "I do, don't I?" He smirked cockily.

Elsa raised an eyebrow at him. "I don't know now. I don't want to inflate your egotistical head." Jack's mouth hung open in shock. Now it was Elsa's turn to smirk. Jack suddenly remembered why he was here and sat down on a couch, making frost climb up the legs of it.

Elsa shrieked and back up against the wall. Jack looks down at it and then up at the terrified Elsa. "You still haven't gotten over it have you?" He asked softly. Elsa, curled up in a ball in front of the door, shaking her head slowly.

Jack stood up and sat next to her. "I'm sorry I left. I only meant to leave for a few minutes and come back... but that plan didn't exactly work. You see, I was tailing a nightmare, a creation of the boogeyman Pitch Black, when I got kidnapped by the Easter Bunny and two of North's yetis." Jack paused and watched Elsa's white-blonde eyebrows raise in amusement. "You got kidnapped by the Easter Bunny?"

He gave her a look as she dissolved into a fit of giggles. She stopped and became serious once more. "Sorry. Go on." "Anyway, long story short I helped the Guardians defeat Pitch and became a Guardian. I also gained some new believers along the way."

Elsa felt her chest tighten. He had more believers? As happy as she was for him, she felt jealous that she had to share him now. "That's... great Jack." Elsa said, her voice an octave higher than usual. Jack stared at her for a moment.

She held his gaze for what seemed like forever. A knock on the door startled Elsa and Jack. "Your highness? Your parents are leaving now. It's time for you to stay goodbye." Elsa stiffened and stood up. Jack watched her with a confused look. Leaving? Where were they going?

Elsa stood in front of the door, her back to Jack, taking deep breaths. It was then Jack realized that Elsa was going to step outside of her door for the first time in ten years. She clenched the doorknob and opened the door.

Her breath was caught in her lungs as she slowly made her way through the hallways. It felt strange to be walking through the hallways, almost like being in a new place rather than her own home. Jack floated beside her, sending her encouraging words.

As much as Elsa appreciated it, she still felt the sick feeling in her stomach. She looked over the great staircase to see her parents and some servants preparing their things. They saw Elsa and smiled. She walked down the stairs and stood in front of them, curtsying.

Jack frowned and watched as she didn't even hug them. She's worried that she'll hurt them, Jack realized. "Do you have to go?" Elsa asked, her voice faltering on the word 'go'. The king put his arm around the queen. "You'll be fine Elsa." He told her, leading the way to the ship.

Elsa wringed her hands, fleeing back to her room. Jack quickly followed her, sliding through the door just time as she slammed it. "That was close, you almost decapitated me." He joked, hoping to make her smile.

Unfortunately, she didn't. Instead, she slid down against the door and watched as snow started to fall. "JUST STOP!" Elsa screamed, gripping her head. Jack flinched and watched as she cried. He knew she wasn't talking to her, but it hurt for some reason.

He crouched down and sat down next to her. He hesitated before placing his ice cold hand on her arm.


An hour later, he was slumped against the wall, asleep, with Elsa curled up in his lap. How that happened, nobody knows. Jack wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on the top of her head. It felt so natural, even in their sleep, they didn't know what they were doing.

When Jack woke up the next morning, he first felt awkward. But when he looked down at the sleeping girl, he smiled and brushed her bangs away from her forehead. As smoothly as he could, Jack hovered off the ground, careful not to wake Elsa, and gently placed her in bed.

Feeling daring, Jack leaned down and kissed her forehead, before heading to the window. As he wrote her a message with frost, he noticed the tingling feeling his lips had. He smiled again and then hopped out the window.