An Icy Kind of Love
A Jelsa Fanfiction
Evening you guys! Alright so before I go on, this is so I'm not screamed at in the comments for saying Mr. Black wasn't rich even though he's the son of the Lord and Lady Black. So, the way I see it is that they're rich, but not extremely rich. Perhaps they only just got into "the circle" when Elsa was born and only have been at it for 17 years. Elsa's family must have been doing it way longer than that.
Oh yeah, quick question? Do any of you guys know who Nightlight is? I read some fan fiction with him in it, then when I looked up that guardian speech on Wiki yesterday cuz I needed to know what he said so I could morph it to the story (I own NOTHING), it said he used to be Nightlight and that really confused me so if you have any idea who he is like that then put it in the reviews, or PM me I don't care :p
Chapter time! Left it on a cliffhanger, didn't I? Muahahahaha.
Chapter 10
My eyes widened as he held the gun out in front of him. How could Mr. Black, the man I knew practically all my life, do this to me? Well, automatically I knew the answer. He always did enjoy other people's pain. He sickened me.
"What can you do to me? Any harm to me would foil your plan."
"You have smarts Miss Winters, I'll give you that, but it is quite easy to see that I could pin it on Mr. Frost. Even though the shot will be heard, it is easy for any imbecile to believe that I was merely protecting you and myself. And, I don't need to kill you in order to punish you."
"What if I tell someone else?"
"They would never believe the ramblings of a seventeen year old. Face it, Miss Winters, there's no where left to run."
"Elsa, just leave! I'll be alright!" Jack said to me. "If you go now, maybe there's a chance you could stop him!"
Pitch laughed. "Another one of your hopes. Tell me, how much hope did you have to have thought that you two would actually work? You're are painter, she's the daughter of a Lord and Lady. You two could never be together, not in a million years. You must be a fool." Jack deflated at Pitch's words and I let out an angry growl.
"You monster!" I screamed.
"Stop talking or I will make you stop." He aimed the gun at Jack. "Say goodbye to your friend."
I acted on impulse. Just before he could squeeze the trigger, I sprang up and pointed the gun into the air. He fired, and the shot rang through the night. "Don't you dare hurt him!" My voice had the same effect.
Pitch shoved me onto the stone walkway outside the door, and I gasped as my head bounced against it like a child's rubber ball. There were now dull spots at the edge of my vision, but I hung on.
I could just make out Pitch brandishing his gun, then another shout rang out. The fuzzy form of Jack hit the ground. I believe I screamed.
It's hard to remember what happened then. Everything else is a bit fuzzy. I do know, however, that once Jack went down, so did Pitch. I saw the outline of his body hit the ground, then the red hair of my father. He was holding one of his own muskets, but did not fire it. He simply gave the man a good whacking.
After that, everything went black as I finally closed my eyes.
(Not over yet! Never fear, the time lapse is here! Cheesy.)
I awoke in a crowded room filled with cots, some holding sick, some holding injured, and even some holding dead. It would seem that I was in a hospital. Nurses were running around getting medicine and water for those who needed it, and doctors as well were diagnosing and caring for the patients. I had one myself.
I stared up at the doctor, a male, who finally saw that I was awake. I sat up. He smiled at me. "Good to see you're up, Miss Winters. Only a concussion on your part."
"And that of my friend's...?" I was hoping against hope that he had survived the gunshot. Wishing against wish and praying against prayer that he was alright. I would have done anything then to help him.
"Ahh, Jackson Frost. Lucky fellow eh? Bullet missed everything vital. Only hit his leg. But ah, a few of the bones in his left leg were shattered. We had to amputate."
A hand flew over my mouth. My own, of course. I was extremely grateful he had made it out alive, but a whole leg? It was horrid. (Sorry guys, but I had to make it realistic. Did everything I could.)
I only then realized how tired I was. Every part of my body ached, especially my head. I lay myself back down on the cot and closed my eyes. Five minutes later, I was out.
(Time lapse)
I woke again, my father and mother hovering over me like bees. They smiled, and mother took my hand. "Are you alright Elsa?"
"I'm fine." Mostly true. My head still throbbed, but the rest of my body was in ideal condition. "Father, how did you know we were out there?"
"I had gone outside to use the privy when I heard your voices. I hid behind a bush and listened in. Then I ran upstairs and grabbed my musket. The rest, you know. I'm sorry I couldn't get to you before Mr. Frost was shot."
"It's alright. He is alive, and that's what matters. So, you heard the whole conversation?"
My father nodded, and my skin caught on fire.
"How did you two meet, anyway?" Mother asked. I froze. Father now knew I was in love with Jack, but mother didn't.
"We met at the garden party." I didn't say anything else. She didn't ask. I was safe.
(Time lapse)
A few day later, I was released from the hospital. Jack was still recovering, so he would be there for a few days more. I asked father if Emily could stay with us until Jack felt more grounded, and he agreed.
"Emily, you'll be sleeping in this room until Jack feels better, alright?" I told her as I opened the door to one of the guest rooms.
Emily gasped and ran into the room. She threw herself onto the bed and giggled. "It's so nice!"
A laugh escaped me, and I left her to enjoying her new accommodations before I ended up on the floor laughing like a nutter.
Rapunzel and Merida were waiting in the parlor when I returned. They swept me into a hug, complete with tears and shaking.
"Oh Elsa, I'm so happy you're alright!" Rapunzel cried.
"Aye lass, things just wouldn't be the same without ya." Merida was less teary, but I could fell she was holding it back. I understood the feeling.
"But I'm alive, aren't I? We both made it out alright."
"But unfortunately, so did that nasty Black. Son of a..." Rapunzel spoke the truth. He had survived the blow to the head, and was now in custody for murder.
"Rapunzel! Manners!"
"Sorry."
(Since I really want to get to the reunion, I'm just gonna skip ahead a few days.)
After three more agony filled days of waiting, Jack was finally released. Emily and I went to meet him at the hospital to take him home.
We found him waiting up front, leaning on a crutch and one leg. When he saw us, his face lit up, and it seemed like I was living again. Jack was alright.
Emily ran up to her brother and hugged him tightly. He wobbled a bit, but managed to steady himself. He laughed. "I missed you too, Emily."
She finally pulled away, and Jack turned his attention to me. With some difficulty, he made his way towards me. Right leg, crutch. Right leg, crutch.
When he finally reached me, he gave me that crooked smile he gave me when we first met. "Miss Winters." He said respectively.
"Mr. Frost." I played along.
I smiled and closed the gap between us. He dropped his crutch and supported his weight on me as his lips crashed into mine and everything else melted away.
Yay! But it's not over yet! There are of course, things that need to be worked out. You shall see sometime tomorrow. I hope. Night all, and see you guys in the next chapter. Jelsa for life!