Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Frozen or Rise of the Guardians. That distinction belongs to the Walt Disney Company, William Joyce, and DreamWorks SKG. This story is purely for my own pleasure, and I'm making no money whatsoever in publishing and sharing it. The cover art is titled, "Making Out," and is by the talented jipzuru. To see more of the artist's work please visit artist jipzuru at DeviantArt.
"I'm sorry for invading your dream. I was hedging my bets," Jack said. "It didn't go well. There were explosions and a giant, angry snowman. You threw swords at my head."
"I would never do that."
"You did."
"No. This is too strange. I think you should go." Small tendrils of frost began winding down the railing where Elsa's grip tightened. "I have control of my powers now. I know how. I love my kingdom and my people. I love my sister."
"Look down at your hand." Jack's tone was gentle. "It's not enough if you haven't overcome your fears."
