Jellicle's Creed
Frozen Memories
Seqeunce 4
Memory 1; Reunion Tour part 1
21 May 2051
Midway between Oslo Norway and Arendelle
Highway 303
CIA RV
Dawn
Mark's eyes sprang open and he slowly sat up. A full night in Elsas dream was one thing, but thankfully he managed to wake her up from it. He hoped. The effects of the knockout dart still had to wear off. Which mean they had anything from an hour or less or more to wait. "How'd we do ?" He asked to Blackimane who stood next to him. The woman merely smirked. This was going to be fun to explain to someone Elsa trusted quite a lot.
"You saved Elsa in that get up ?" Came a female voice from behind him. "I'm surprised she didn't deck you."
"Georgina" Mark said dryly. "What a surprise." He reached and removed the dream-share connector from his hand as he spoke.
"A priate saving a princess in a dreamshare. Who knew." Georgina said. She stepped into view from the screen. "Anna says hi by the way." The Arendelle Warrior, not yet a Master Assassin, said to the unasked question.
"Well that explains why you're here. Anything else ?" Matthew spoke up from the rear bathroom.
"Yes" Georgina replied "Anna wants to inform everyone that she and I managed to keep Hans out of trouble, we found him in a tavern in Whtehall District drinking with two of his brothers. I kept two of our brotherhood keeping eyes on the three while Anna and I searched through the castle to ensure nothing occurred within the castle proper. So far, we found nothing. But we only searched her bedroom, Elsas bedroom, and the dining room and main corridors." Georgina gave a full report. "I've six more searching each room carfully as we speak"
Mark smiled, he liked this recruit that Elsa had managed to save from a Templar hanging the year before back in Roughwater. Before liberating the place from the templars the area was known for its hangings. Something that Elsa disliked rather violently. "Great," Mark grumbled, he got up from where he'd slept in the dream and started pacing, "Can't get a moments peacec with that idiot around." He said angerly. Then he halted. Casting a glance towards the bedroom as Matthre passed it. "Wait, I think I know why the firerope; and the sleeper darts!" He said.
Moving to the table where the CIA had placed some of the items Elsa had on her, which was really not much, the woman disliked shoes to the point of only making sandals of ice for brief moments when they were needed, and she hated earrings to the point of nearly outlawing them in the kingdom as a whole; so all they had was a icy ribbon of ice blue that tied her braid and the few shards of ice she kept in her braid. Mark picked up one of the other items that was not Elsas, not even his. A dart.
A sleeper Dart.
Everyone looked at it as Mark snickered, "Typical Hans" He said, "A sleeper dart. Ninety six hour by look of it. Paralysed her, then tied her up." He said nothing of loosing her at her ice palace. Instead he was more focused on trying to get her awake. "Its drained now." He flicked it aside, it stuck to a wall. Leaning against the doorframe he observed Elsa asleep soundlessly, rather helpless, she was unable to move even if she wanted to. That was the point of a sleeper dart. Paralyse the target, and then question them extensively once awake.
And in this case question really meant dreamshare. Mark observed the ice flaking off her still soaking wet form on the bed. "I've heard of waterbeds, but this is rediculous." He said. Earning a glare from Snowfeather who remained seated by Stevens. Mark turned towards the driver of the RV. "Alright fella. Time for your story. Out with it, how'd you get roped in with these idiots ?" Mark kicked Marcus in the side.
"Part of the job." Stevens replied calmly. "I'm a native to Oslo Norway, a pleasure to meet you. Agent Stevens, Oslo CIA branch. I was chosen for this team based on my knowledge of the local area as well as the driving abilites I know all of these roads by heart, grew up on them you could say. We'd be in Oslo by now if you hadn't shown up as you did. Massive bird that." Mark smirked.
"That bird is what most likely saved your life, as well as hers." Snowfeather said calmly from where she sat next to Stevens, the man looked ashen but said nothing in reply as the woman spoke. "Had we not followed it to this RV when we had, there woul have been trouble. Not only for you, but for all of us were she injured." Snowfeather never referred to Elsa by her name. But Stevens knew who she meant, his female sound asleep passenger on the bed in the back.
"So" Mark spoke up as he and Georgina searched for towels. "I'm not finding any towels in this rig, where are you hiding them wetwork driver ?" He asked throwing Stevens a deadly look.
"We've none, we were not expecting a soaking wet woman in a beautiful dress such as hers, what is she a supermodel or something ?" Stevens asked, at Snowfeathers glare he continued, "We were planning to take her to Oslo for questioning, but Marcus, that man that you just kicked, wanted information on a guy named Matthew Michaels; a insane assylum escapee from Ukraine." Matthew smiled.
"He'll never find me. According to all these files; Elsa only mentioned Master Wolfe here." Mark smiled and waved as Stevens looked at him with a dirty glare. "Even if the CIA do come to Arendelle, they must come peacefully, I wont leave it for the world now; you can rest assured of that!"
"So you are him then ?" Matthew nodded to the question the Oslo native asked. "Great, the guy they're looking for, and you raid the RV they're using while its in motion, what do you have ? Some kind of deathwish or something ?"
"Only when my friends and family are in danger of the CIA harming them in some manner. Dreamsharing, its not just to get information, but to ruin the dreamers memories; steal secrets; it is worse than waterboarding for sure. You are lucky you were not included in any of those dreams." Mark growled as Matthew spoke of the dreamsharing. He'd done it beefore; used the dreamshare to enter their targets dreams and steal secrets and memories, but leaving them all intact in the targets mind even when he exited the dream.
But Elsa was his primary concern lately. She'd taken a very strong liking to him, he could see it clearly, not anyone could touch ihim/i where it counted the most. And Elsa had taken him by the arm and showed him her massive well designed ice palace four days before! Taken him, by the arm, and gave him a personal tour. Just the two of them. Something within him stirred at that memory. Something about her. And him. Together.
Nah, it wasn't possible. At least, as far as he knew. For all he knew Elsa was still a young woman, barely into her twenties ? He'd have to look it up when they got back to Arendelle.
At least, that was the plan. He knelt down next to Marcus and searched his pockets carefully. "Alright, Stevens was it ?" Mark said, Stevens nodded "Was there any files or anything that was given to you, orders, information, reasons of why you went after her ?" he jerked his head in the directtion of Elsas helpless sleeping form.
He nodded, "Kitchen shelf, over the sink" Came the reply. Blackmane went to it and opened it, taking out a stack of binders. "Everything in that cabinet is the entire mission, all the info, the locations, and the people we aimed to look into to try and find you." Blackmane leafed through it, nothing was named, only numbered as a casefile. She handed one to matthew, the other she handed to Mark.
Mark took the file and opened it. Leafing through it he found several pictures, almost all of them of Elsa, somewhere in Arendelle, and in each shot Mark noticed she was barefoot. Then he saw the ice. Ok, yes, there were CIA spies inside Arendelle, and this was apparently a reunion tour. "So let me get this right; you got pictures of the Queen of Arendelle, without her knowledge" He removed a shot of Elsa, she was standing in the middle of the Ice Rink courtyard looking quite beautiful. "How did you get this ?" He growled in anger at Stevens.
"I did not, he had the file when he joined up with me" Stevens pointed at Marcus, who laid at Marks feet. Mark kicked the man again.
"Great, today just got worse. Matthew, Blackmane, give me the files and a few minutes. I'm going to go through this carefully, and memorise it all, then burn it so nothing is left." Mark said, everyone knew exactly how Mark burned items, nothing was left because birdshit burnt so fircely anything it was with was completely and utterly destroyed. Mark took the files from his friends and went to the table to begin reading.
Snowfeather turned to Stevens "And so you got roped into all of this, why ? Do not say it was because of your local knowledge. Something more to you tells me otherwise." The calm woman had a deadly look on her face, which made Stevens nervous.
"Alright, you got me, I'll tell you what I know. The CIA are searching for two people, Mark Wolfe, and Matthew Michaels; it all concerns a weapon or some such sent out from Oslo, we were contacted when the post office at the cia building in America was raided and a item stolen, it was to be delivered with a pay on delivery notice. The item never arrived at the CIA office in question for it."
"So the CIA arer not just after us because of who we are, but because of the weapon we carry. Correct ?" Blackmane asked, her hidden blade flickered briefly into view. Stevens nodded "Good, then perhaps you can do us a favor, get this on the road once more, but this time back the way we came from, away from where you are intending to go. Your life is at stake. Understand ?"
The man nodded and began getting the RV ready to move. Mark observed several items of note on the dreamshare screen, iit is far too much like the Animus training program/i He thought seeing the memory coriddor as he saw Elsa searching frantically for her parents and sister within it. This wasn't good, was not good at all.
Matthew sat across from him, going through the stack of pictures, almost all of them were of Elsa, and a scant few of them of himself. "And here I thought I looked good enough for the workmanship it seems; never was good looking for a camera" He mused, seeing several pictures of himself, his sword, and teaching Elsa to sword fight with her own ice sword.
Mark snickered "heh, funny coming from you, normally I shy away from such things." He said
"How is your face ?" Matthew asked. He knew of the debacle at the ice palace, Anna had told him everything. Along with Mark and Kristoff giving their input with Snowfeather clearifiying their details. Mark had been hit, but briefly by the crumbling ice.
"It'll heal" Mark replied, it was not the first time he'd been cut by ice in the face, and he knew it wouldn't be the last. The mark on his forehead was not cold anymore and the Healer said the scar would disappear within a few months. "Anna was right, had I gone after Elsa when I wanted to, I'd be dead. Look at this" He put a map and few pictures down on the table, "This area here," He pointed out a building, "We found this cabin empty; dead men all around it, but these two here," He pointed by the fjordside. "Were dead but not by gunfire, but frostbite. They were frozen solid."
"They swam in the fjord to get her out. Why ?" Matthew said
"We also found firerope in the cabin, it seems Hans tied Elsa up in firerope, and then kept her under guard in the cabin before the CIA showed up and cleaned out the place, taking Elsa with them in hopes of getting to us." Mark said.
"Explains a lot, good thing too, Elsa has no burns on her; she is only soaking wet. So the firerope was only needed to tie her up, it was not activated by open flame nor her powers." Matthew surmised thoughtfully.
Finally Matthew nodded, "Alright it makes sense, Elsa fell from her Ice Palace, but landed in the fjord, when she hit the water the cold did not harm her, no signs of frostbite on her as far as I can tell, the Healer will have to take a careful look for us to be sure." Matthew said.
Marak nodded "I agree" He went back to the file. As Elsas voice rang out in the back of the RV.
Getting everyones attention, including Stevens, who looked quite scared. But since he was the only one that knew how to drive the massive RV, he was allowed to remain awake and unharmed. "Where in the name of the North Mountain am I ?" When Mark and the others traded looks Elsa tried to roll onto her back. Not even caring that she was soaking wet at that moment. But when she was unable to so much as move her own head she asked. "Why wont my body move ?" The day had just gone to hell in a handbasket. Mark sighed, this was going to be a long day.
Inside the Dream
"Do you want to see what it unlocks ?" He had asked her. Mark had asked her if she ever wondered what her necklace unlocked. And when he said he could show her exactly what it unlocked, she handed it over. Her hand touched his, and briefly, just briefly something felt off about him. He felt more real than anyone else on the ship! What did that even mean ? Was she dreaming all of this ?
When he held up the necklace she too heard the strange clicking noise. It confused her greatly, but as she moved to speak, blackness overtook her completely. Gone was the family yacht, gone was the dress pattern her parents had picked out and she modified, gone was her parents! No! She thought Almost ready to scream out for them. 'Mother! Father! Anna! Please! Do not leave me!' Her mind reeled from the blackness that surrounded her. She couldn't even see her own hands! Just blackness. And then from nowhere came white lines in a strange corridor shape of sorts.
All of it was replaced by seemingly a grid of some form, lines of white light were everywhere around her, it was as if she was walking on an invisible floor as she moved around before she felt herself pulled away from even that. All she could think about was her father and mothers loving smiles to her as she made her own dress for the first time. Or was it the first time ? Suddenly time had no meaning for her whatsoever. She felt as if she were floating on a cloud, laying on one in fact as the strange surroundings disappeared from around her and she blacked out completely.
Waking up briefly in a memory it seemed.
2 May 2050
Arendelle
Roughwater District
Sunrise
Elsa rounded a corner, her ice sword dripped frozen blood to the ground, some of it her own as her right hand was cut in many areas, and had been clutching her side to stall some bleeding before casting ice upon the arrow wound in her kidney. She heard voices and moved towards them. "You really think that could work ?" Said a Templar soldier "That will cost you your life! To the gallows!"
"No! Please! I was merely in need of a place to stay!" Screamed out a young woman being jostled around as Elsa peeked around the corner and saw the group. Seeing the dark haired young woman fighting for her life against heavily armed and armored enemies with nothing but her fists and a broken dagger made the Queens blood boil as ice formed at her feet.
Stepping into view she threw a shard of a snowflake at one of the men "Let her alone!" Elsa shrieked at the group as the man fell like a sack of weat to the ground stone dead. Those remaining turned as one towards her, weapons ready, one made to strike, Elsa easily blocked and then slugged the man in the face hard, sending him to the ground as her ice sword stabbed him in the chest in one deft move. With a spray of red blood she wrenched her sword from the dead man and easily sidestepped a second.
A third tried to grab the front of her dress to throw her, but she reacted quickly, grabbing the offending hand, causing the man to let go as quickly as he grabbed her as she twisted it, the man turned and she kicked him in the ass, sending him flying into one of his fellows, they both crashed into a scaffold, causing it to fall onto them, killing them both instantly.
"Get her!" The men refused to believe the woman using a sword of ice was the queen and ten more Templars suddenly appeared, swords ready for use, one scampered forwards to strike, Elsa easily broke his arm then his balls, then his neck in one nicely time two step. The man sank to the ground in a heap as Elsa twriled on her feet like a dancer. Snowflakes flying from her fingertips, two more men sank to the ground, frozen solid where they shattered.
Now in a dance of death, something she had yet to get fully acustomed to doing, Elsa defened, parried, and struck, along with counter attacked the templar soldiers. There were seemingly dozens of the men trying to take her down good and proper. At least until some vigilanties were there to give a hand. Now thanks to the vigilanties in the district, Elsa was able to concentrate on four soldiers trying to take her down. Then when those were taken care of she could easily take down, one at a time, her enemies.
Finally after an hour of hard fighting, Elsa had a breath and time to be calm. Dozens of soldiers laid on the street, all of them slain, and none of them hers. Only two of which were frozen and broken; she turned to the woman the original five had been harrassing. "You neeed not fear, are you alright ?"
"I am. Thank you for helping me ma'am. I wish there was a way I could repay you, I hear the Queen is one of the fabled Assassins, I wish to join them." the woman said, Elsa smiled.
"The queen indeed is, come, let us put your skills to good use" Elsa said to her. "What is your name ?"
It was then that the woman realised who she was talking to. "I am Georgina, your highness." She said
"Welcome to the Brotherhood, Georgina, see Blackmane in the Marketplace District, I've a den to clear out and a District to reclaim." Elsa said, Georgina smiled and with a bow she turned and scampered off as more soldiers filtered onto the street and saw the bodies, Elsa blended into the background and soon quickly slipped into an alley and scampered to the rooftops. From there she went to the nearby Templar den, it was time to take down the Den Captain.
She followed his footsteps carefully. Moving with speed and care she tracked him far enough and threw a single snowflake before turning and scampering up the signal tower. Since she was barefoot when she did her den reclaiming, the templars were slowly learning to counter the barefooted queen with either grease slicked, or recently poorly sanded tower walls. But they failed to take in her ice as she easily scampered up the tower and waited a few seconds to a minute as the templar captain down below froze and fell apart.
She lit the signal fire and then she swan dove off the signal tower to the fjord stream below in a perfect dive as the world went completely black once again as the memory came to a close and she started to wake up.
Reality
Slowly reality caught up to her as she heard voices. Voices she recognised clearly. And yet, she was still quiet sleepy. She recognised Mark, Matthew, and also Georgina, and maybe either Snowfeather or Blackmane, but that last mans voice she did not recognise at all. He did however sound respectful, almost fearful the more she thought about it actually.
An eye opened; staring seemingly at nothing, no focus. A few seconds to a moment passed and her other eye opened. Soon she managed to focus , she felt movement, as if her whole body was moving. She heard a low rumble as well. As if an engine was running.
Slowly, her sleep addiled mind became aware of what she was in, or rather what she was on. A bed, inside of a room she was not familiar with. A room that moved. She heard Mark mention something of a waterbed, and it made her wonder, what was a waterbed ? She tried to speak, but her body refused to work, she laid there, just breathing, blinking at the wall unable to do much more then that for many long moments.
She was helpless and she hated being helpless, she went carefully over what happened recently. She had taken her sister, and Mark, and Snowfeather, and Kristoff, Olaf and Sven to her ice palace for the week. She remembered it now clearly. Too clearly.
She was unable to speak, or even move her head, all she could do was blink and stare at the wall with pretty wall paper, which reminded her of her bedroom. Which made her wonder, if it was her bedroom, why was there the sense of movement ? Where was she being taken to ? She remembered hanging from Marks hands at her ice palace, screaming at him to pull her up, then nothing.
She remembered the feeling of getting suddenly sleepy, as if she hadn't slept in a long time, and it just took over. The feeling of falling, and then, blackness.
Why was she wet ?
She tested her vocal cords quietly, unheard by the others in the rv. She felt she had control after getting her mouth working. But she couln't move. She was helpless. So she asked aloud, her voice sounding rather sleepy. "Where in the name of the North Mountain am I ?" She tried to lay on her back, but her body just flat out refused to move. It was like she could only look around in one direction, and speak, nothing more. So she ventured a question "Why wont my body move ?"
The only answere she got in reply was "Welcome back to the land of the living, Elsa" It was Snowfeather that spoke, but Elsa couldn't see her as she was staring at nothing but the wall of the RV as it moved along the road at a good speed.
"Can someone tell me what is happening, and why I am not in my Ice Palace as per the yearly plan ?" Elsa said, more of a request then a demand really, she wanted to know just what the hell happened while she was out, and why she was soaking wet, and why she was on a bed in a RV.
"Well, looks like I will have to explain" Mark said, "I... no there is to much, let me sum up" Mark corrected himself and then said, "Four days ago we had dinner after a tour and then some bandits broke in, you were knocked out by one of Hans goons, while we fought them off, you were captured and held in a cabin, the CIA showed up while we were cleaning out the ice palace and then when we tried to find you at the cabin you were two days ahead of us. So Matthew and I joined your dream to wake you up. How do you feel ?" Mark rattled off a list of what occurred while she was asleep
"Hans knocked me out ? With what ? I remebmer something striking me, I can't move my body and its getting hard to breathe" Elsa said, Blackmane went over and helped Elsa lay on her back rather than nearly drown on the water that soaked her while laying on her side. Elsa saw her hand hooked up to something. "Icicles, What is that thing ? What am I hooked up to ?"
"Dreamshare device, its a long story but what it allows us to do is join your dream, or other peoples dreams." Blackmane replied; "It is also something of a training program as well for all our Brotherhood members to underrgo during their training, Consider this your first lesson, at some point we'll go through hooking up and activating the dreamshare directly."
"OK that explains hat I am hooked to, but not of why can't I move, where are we ?" Elsa asked
"You were hit with a sleeper dart, you were knocked out by one of Hans men; since you just woke up, it will be a few hours more before you can move, the good thing is, you're awake, but the bad thing is, you can't move, you can speak and see though, so that is also good as well."
"Yes" Elsa replied in a sarcasctic tone, "I can scream, but can do nothing to defend myself, perfect." Elsa grumbled. Blackmane snickered "You're enjoying this aren't you ?"
Blackmane smiled "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't, to be honest, Elsa. It is worth relaxing, you're safe now." To be honest; Blackman was enjoying it only so far, she enjoyed the fact that Elsa was helpless, but she did not enjoy the fact she had to wait on her until she had control of her body back
"So you are enjoying waiting on me, or me being helpless, which is it ?" Elsa asked Blackmane, who did not know how to respond to that question, provoking into silence Elsa sighed and stared at the ceiling, "Alright, new question, were am I ?"
"On the road curtesy of the CIA, we'll be home soon though. Arendelle's streets are too narrow to be able to take this rig into the kingdom itself, so we'll have to get dropped off somewhere. Kristoff said he'd meet up with us" Georgina said from the doorway, "And it will be hopefully soon as well, I want to be away from this rig before these dorks wake up" Georgina kicked one of the CIA men in the side, all of them tazed out.
Even though she was unable to move, Elsa agreed whole heartedly with what Georgina hoped for. The sooner she was in her own bed, the happier Elsa would be. The queen threw a look at Blackmane, who nodded and left the bedroom of the RV, moments later after some terse words were had between Mark and Blackmane, Mark stepped into the bedroom and closed the door behind him.
As soon as he had taken a seat, she spoke. "What happened Mark, please, tell me everything."
At first Mark did not want to tell her that he had lost his grip on her hands, she had gone completely limp upon being hit with the sleeper dart, her grip went slack, and he lost her. He sighed, mentally steeling himself for what was to come from Elsa he spoke the truth, he explained everything. From the second the sleeper dart hit the rope, to joining her dream to wake her up. "Though I see now that I might have woken you too soon" He said.
She smiled, or rather, tried to, "It is alright Mark, thank you." Honestly, she was happy he told her everything. Even how Anna had stopped him from jumping after her when she fell from her ice palace. "The ice palace, is it, safe, is it repaired ?"
Mark nodded "Yes, Snowfeather repaired it as best she could, merged her magic with yours"
"And Hans ?" Elsa asked, "I bet he had something to do with this, I caught his brother in my bedroom a few days ago." To her it felt like she had slept but one night. Not several days.
"Indeed has a part to play" Mark said, "Or rather had a part to play in this mess. The CIA are after Matthew; Hans dosen't know it yet that we managed to get to you before you were taken somewhere else. Far worse then you could have ended up" Mark then explained the way the Dreamshare worked as he gently rermoved the thing from her right middle finger. "As far as Hans is aware, you're locked up under guard at a cabin about two miles under your ice palace. You hit the fjord on the way down, after that you must have gone with the current a ways, the cabin is directly under the ice palace, possibly about a mile or so. How big did you make that thing anyhow ?"
"Big" Elsa replied, she took it in like a sponge, looking with her eyes, as she still was unable to move her head she asked "Why am I still wet ? Where are we going ?"
Mark sighed, "Sadly there's no towels in this rig, we're headed back to Arendelle, Thankfully the driver of this thing knows what he is doing, as soon as we're within the kingdoms boundary line, we're stopping, Snowfeather will activate a transport array to get us to your room." He said. Elsa nodded that made sense.
"I thought I heard Georgina ?" She then said; she had heard her friend hadn't she ?
Mark nodded "Yes, Anna sent her, says hi by the way"
"But how did you get here ? How many is with you ? You, Georgina, Matthew, Snowfeather, did I miss anyone ?" Elsa said, clearly confused, and soaking wet.
"Just Blackmane and Kai, Kai drove the truck, we boarded the RV and knocked out the CIA men that were trying to get information from your mind" Mark explained, "Thankfully they didn't damage anything." He then explained of how damaging such things could be, a dream world was ripe for the picking for the CIA to snatch and grab for information, sadly, they left the dreams barely intact if at all and the dreamere either dead or driven mad.
Thankfully Elsa's dreamworld was too dangerous for even Mark to try to enter without permission, In this case, in the first dream she had, somehow the Kraken showed up, killed everyone, and she woke up in the cabin on the same ship, but those men were gone. And Mark and Matthew had shown up. "Thank you Mark, for saving me from those men." Her body couldn't move still as the RV came to a slow halt. They were almost there. It was still a few more hours untuil she got full motor control back.
She sighed, "I hate this, I'm soaking wet, not at home, not at my ice palace where I wanted to be in the first place. Instead I'm taken prisoner, why ? What did they want with Matthew ?"
"Apparently he escaped from an insane house, somehow. The CIA had been searching for him, and also because of something he did as well." Mark said in reply, he detailed the mission Matthew had gone on, retrieving Blackmanes hidden blade from the CIA and sending it to Blackmane, which then got the CIA on his trail.
"So after he got the weapon I sent out as the legend said, the CIA, if that is who those men were, went after Matthew, my teacher ? Even though he does not possess the weapon anymore ? I hung it back on where it belonged!" Elsa said
"Exactly" Mark replied "When the CIA get a target, they wont let that target go until they've been eliminated or captured or both" Mark sighed, "So they captured you after Hans got you, then used your dreamstate to try and get information, but, judging by the information and video feeds, they got nothing, the Kraken showed up before they could get anything from your mind."
"The Kraken, yes I remember." Elsa said, she gave Mark a curious look "Do you have a way I can see my dream those men were in ?" There was something important on her mind, something concerning her parents, her father mostly. "How did Matthew say it, review ?"
"Sure, Soon as we're in Arendelle's boundaries again I'll have a copy ready for you to read, youi wanted everything on paper right ?" Mark said, Elsa nodded, that was that. Now all she had to do was wait as she felt the RV slow. Soon she would be in her own bed again. Dry, clean, in her own room.
All she had to do, was wait.
She hated waiting.