Previously on Coming Home, ""Compared to me, thats baby steps." Jack snorted and I let out a soft giggle, "I know that laugh," A dark voice said by and I stiffened, "Hello, little sis." Jack looked down at me while I faced the person talking. I stumbled off the chair, Jack holding me as I stared face to face to one of my foster siblings. Hans."

I stared into the eyes of my dark past, supporting my weight onto Jack. I could feel his grip get tighter on me in a protective mode, like he always did when he felt me scared. I didn't say a word but just kept quiet.

"I'm sure you remember me." He cooed and sent shivers down my back. I clutched onto Jack, "Who are you?" Jack hissed and I buried my face into his chest. The cackle of Hans laugh made me jump, "You must be the Jack she called out for in the night," I could feel his cold hands touch the bottom of my waist, "Your girlfriend should remember who I am." And with that, Jack let go of his grip on me and with a slight movement, Hans was on the ground.

"Don't you ever touch her again." He screamed while taking up both of our cups of ice cream. Jack, again, took hold of my trembling hand before whisking me out of the parlor and I could feel the eyes of all the customers on me. Arendelle was a small town, founded by my family so everyone knew what happened to me and no one would hesitate to talk about the encounter.

"You can't get rid of me just yet, Elsa. Just you wait." He screamed and I shook my head. I walked in silence next to Jack while he just passed me my ice cream. After a while, we found a quiet place in the forest to sit down. We didn't say anything, his arm had wrapped around me in a protective manner while I rested my head against his chest.

"I shared a home with him when I was 13. I had just started developing as a young girl, you know...the breast and the hips. Also the acne, the horrors of that. I was turning into a teenager, an awkward phase. Hans had always been older than me, well...Of course. He's 4 years older, so while I was 13...He was 17...He had the room across the hall from me. At first, I sympathized with him and we were close. I mean, from his real family...He was the 13th child and didn't get paid much attention to. One day his parents dropped him off at an orphanage and never came back. He was alone and I wanted to be his friend. High school was in motion for him and all his friends was interested in me but he took care of me. He reminded me of you," Jack looked at me while nodding, carefully eating his ice cream. The left over anger was evident on his face so I gave him a weak smile.

"One night, he came into my room and started touching me. I got scared and started to scream but in a quick movement, he duct taped my mouth. In that moment, I knew that he had raped me. I was going to tell but he found a picture of you and Anna and waved it in my face, 'You tell and you'll never see your precious loves again'. Out of fear of losing you two before I can see you, I let him go on. I figured he would find me again….just not so soon." Jack nodded and held onto me tight, "I won't let anyone, ever, ever hurt you again. I promise I wont do anything you don't want me to do." I laughed at Jack which made his face twist up in confusion, "Why are you repeating things that you don't have to say?"

"I can't be a bit romantic and protective vocally." He smirked and I giggled, "Nope. My Jackson never changed."

"I mean, the hair has. I had a pretty bad reputation in high-"

"What matters is right here and right now." I said while smiling and Jack nodded while kissing my forehead, "Anything else that I should know about so I don't have the impluse to kick someones ass?" I giggled again and nodded, "Other stuff but like I said, what matters is right here and right now."

"When I end up in jail for kicking someone's ass, you're going to be blamed."

"You're too smart of that."

"Yeah, I am but I'm dumb for you."

"Just, please. Stop." I groaned and he laughed, "Alright. Alright."

"Jack, he would keep going and harassing me until he gets his hands on me again…" I whispered and Jack nodded, "Isn't it a good thing that I never, ever leave your side?"

"Yeah." I laid my head on his shoulder, "It is." He tighten his grip around my waist as we slowly began to eat our ice cream again, switching between each other at times. He told me little jokes that would make me laugh and it was evident that he was trying to get my mind off of Hans but the memories burned in the back of my mind. I let out a mental sigh, slouching my back over as the dangers of his returns played in my hand. The man was capable of getting away with a lot of stuff, I just wondered if he was capable of getting away with murder or something…

"We should get back to class." I said, standing up while Jack rolled his eyes, "We're in college. The professor can probably careless."

"They still treat us like we're in high school."

"Yeah, but….We were having such a nic-"

"School. Class. Now." I said and Jack grumbled underneath his breath while we walked back to the college campus. I chuckled a bit in my mind as we held our hands walking back into the school. Once we looked at the time, our next class was starting to begin and we made our way towards it, Art History. I groaned mentally, wishing that I didn't really have to take this class but I knew that I wouldn't be able to get my major without taking it. I sighed and filed my way into the class, sitting behind Jack to possibly get a chance of a nap in the classroom. Once I drifted into my sleep, I couldn't help but regret my choice.

"It doesn't hurt that much." He position his heavy body on top of me, softly trying to comfort me in my ear. My mouth had been duct taped shut and my body, chained down with belts to the edges of the bunk bed. I fidgeted in the bed, struggling as tears poured out of my eyes. As I did this, his brown eyes darkened and his body had been shoved deeply into me. The tears in my eyes became fluid as he pushed his body in and out of me. In my head, all I could think of is how badly I wanted Jack next to me and beating Hans in his face. I struggled, struggled….continued to struggle…

"Elsa!" A shoved pushed me and I shot up from my seat. I looked in front of me, Jack stared at me with concern, "You were crying in your sleep."

"Oh, I'm sorry." I wiped the tears off of my eyes and Jack sighed, giving me a kiss on my forehead. "No need to worry, princess." He said and I nodded, "Alright." We went back to paying attention to the lesson, Jack moved his seat next to mine after a while to hold my freehand while I wrote with the other. My body relaxed and I couldn't help but question, if I never left Jack, what would've happened… I looked over at him with a smile and continued writing my notes… Everything would've been different.

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