Jack's POV:

So close. I was so close to confessing my love. The timing was perfect…the moment was perfect. Her head was rested on my chest and my head was rested on her's. She meant the world to me. I would do anything for us to be together.

Shortly after dinner and dancing, we decided to leave. And "we" as in everyone who was invited. Everyone said goodbye, knowing although we would be seeing Anna and Elsa again more than likely very soon. Before exiting, I saw Elsa flash me a smile. I smiled back as I walked away, catching up with the others. The sky was dark now, and the time was 11:30 p.m. A few cold raindrops fell from the sky, and there were a few puddles around us. My head hung and I placed my hands in my pockets. "Hey, Jack, how'd it go with Elsa?" Eugene asked. A sigh escaped my lips as I lifted my head to speak. "Well, the first few minutes went well," I began. Repunzel glanced a look at me. "Ooh! What did she say?" the blonde exclaimed rushing to my side. I sighed again and hung my head. "I didn't get to ask her. Merida interrupted us," I accused. Everyone stopped walking and glared at the Scottish redhead. Merida shrugged and bit her lip. "Well, ah didn't mean ta interrupt you, Frosty. I guess Operation Elsa is still on," she defended herself. Repunzel sighed and nodded. "Well, you'll get another chance. I'm sure she feels the same about you, Jack. You just need to try again," she said giving me a nudge. "Yeah, but when?" I asked getting frustrated. I heard Hiccup sigh and he looked over at me. "Well, I think when you do it, it should be somewhere romantic…ya know like…somewhere snowy and pretty. Somewhere that Elsa would like," he suggested. I have no idea how he became such the expert on love. I must be rubbing off on him. The advice was smart though…and I have the perfect place to take her. "Oh, so when did the dragon boy become such a love expert?" I laugh. Hiccup glared at me and smiled. "Hey, just trying to help you out here," he says holding his hands up in surrender. Which he actually did. Tonight I was going to bring Elsa somewhere beautiful…and tell her that I love her.

12:30 a.m. (I still think of this as night but, oh well) Elsa's POV:

It's been an hour since Jack and the others left the party. Oh I miss him so much. My cheeks were flushed the rest of the evening and still were. I had had the most wonderful time I had ever experienced in my entire life. I truly loved him. Even the mere thought of him made me swoon. I had fallen in love with the winter spirit, more than I could love any other man in my life. I sat on my bed and thought about the wonderful evening while brushing my hair. I sat the silver brush on my side table and was about to blow out my candle when a quiet tap sounded on my window. I looked wide eyed at the window across my room a little frightened. If it was a burglar then I was totally un-prepared other than my ice powers. Although there was only one person I know that could even reach my window. Jack! Was it true?

I hopped out of bed and slowly peeked around the corner of my curtains, only to meet two stunning blue eyes looking into mine. "Jack!" I said surprised, and opened my window. Jack smiled and hopped into my room. "Hey, Snowflake…uh…I mean…queen…" he joked with a smirk. I giggled and closed my window. "So, what's the winter spirit doing off duty? Shouldn't you be spreading snow for all the children?" I smiled. Jack chuckled. "Well, it's cold enough outside, the snow won't melt. Besides, I have more important things to do," he replied with a shrug. I raised a brow and cocked my head. "What kind of important things?" I curiously asked. Jack smiled and walked over to me. "I'm going to take you somewhere that you'll never forget. So if you want to get dressed, I'll be waiting outside your window," Jack said. I then had a sudden realization that I was talking to Jack in my pajamas. How embarrassing… "Where are you taking me?" I asked just before he made it out my window. Jack looked back at me before exiting for the moment. "Just trust me…you're going to love it!" he replied flashing me a smirk and exiting my room. I laughed a sigh and walked over to my closet. I quickly slid out of my pjs and put on a white dress. With a quick sweep, I brushed my hair out of my face with my brush.

"Getting ready?" I heard a voice ask. What is Jack doing, he obviously knows I'm getting ready.

"Well, yeah, that's what you told me to do, I'll be done in just a few seconds. Just wait by my window if you like," I replied, but I heard no response. How strange.

"Oh, take your time…I'll be right here," he said. A swift breeze blew by my ear and my hair flew around my head as if I was outside on a windy day. That voice didn't sound like Jack now that I think about it. It was deep and…British…nothing like Jack. I quickly turned around with my back against my side table. My eyes searched the room for who or what was talking to me. Suddenly, a dark, shadow type creature appeared in front of me. I jumped back the slightest bit and gasp. "Wh-who are you?" I cautiously ask. The figure gave a devious smirk and walked closer to me. He had a pair of frightening yellow eyes that even a small glance at them gave me goosebumps. "I'm Pitch Black…but you may know me as the boogey man…" he hissed. I furrowed my brow and gave an uncertain look. "The boogey man… but…you don't even exist…" I replied. Pitch Black walked uncomfortably close to me and looked evilly into my eyes. "Oh? Well, obviously I do…remember that time when you were little and you accidentally almost struck your father with ice when he was trying to help you conceal your power? Remember how you came running to your room and didn't want to talk to him again for days…SCARED that you may hurt him…well…that was all me…your fear, your loss of control, and your isolation," he again hissed at me like a snake. I gasp and remembered that time clearly. I was only seven years old at the time, and my papa was trying to help me conceal my power before my birthday. Well, like Pitch said, I almost struck him and I got so scared that I isolated myself from him for a few days and came back out when I thought I had control of my powers. It was one of the worst experiences of my life…and Pitch was responsible? "No…I never believed in the Boogeyman…so you aren't real… Jack never mentioned you…" I quickly doubted. "Oh? Your 'true love' never mentioned me?" he sarcastically replied. Pitch patted my head like a child, but his hand abruptly gripped my neck and the other hand lifted my chin. Chills ran up my spine and my lip quivered with fright. "Well, maybe he is your true love and maybe he isn't. He probably doesn't even love you back. Who could ever love a monster like you?" Pitch snapped, tightening the grip on my neck. I gasp for air but his grip was too tight to escape. Tears filled my eyes as well as ice made its way to my hands and feet. Suddenly, Pitch let go of my neck and groaned with pain. He slightly crouched over which allowed me to see my hero standing behind him with a staff. "Jack!" I called weakly. Jack harshly bit his lip and held his staff in front of him to defend himself. He had shot ice at Pitch from behind, but Pitch was only hurt for a few seconds before rising again. "Frost…" Pitch mumbled loudly. "Let her go, Pitch," Jack warned holding his staff up. Pitched snickered and quickly gripped my shoulders from behind me. "Let her go? Why should I?" he mockingly asked, piercing his claw-like nails into my shoulders. I screeched with pain and almost fell to the floor. Jack gasp and glared at Pitch. "LEAVE HER ALONE, PITCH!" he cautioned loudly. Tears spilt out of the corners of my eyes as Pitch continued to keep the tight grip. "How about…no…if she even means anything to you…try to find her…" Pitch said and before Jack could say another word, black sand swirled around us and we somehow landed in in a dark corridor.

I fell harshly to the floor into a jail like cell. My surroundings was pure darkness. I could see but everything around me was black. I stood up and looked around myself to see if there was a way out, but there was none. Ice sprawled underneath my feet. I gasp and jumped to the side. "Power out of control? Well, you better learn to control it or you may hurt someone. Oh wait. You've already done that," Pitch said sharply. I growled at him. He purposely was trying to get my powers out of control. "Just let me go. Why did you bring me here?" I asked. Pitch appeared before my cage and again evilly smirked. "We're going to test your little Jack Frost, and if he comes for you within three days, great! But if not, you're mine," he explained showing great emotion with his hands. I took a frightened step back. "But what if Jack can't find me?" I asked with more ice freezing the cell floor. "Then I guess he doesn't love you. Because if he did, he would go through great lengths to find you," Pitch snapped. "But, how on earth do you even plan spending a life with him? I could kill you just like that, and Jack would be alone again forever…and he probably would forget all about you…because, there's way more women out there that he could choose from much better than you…" Pitch remarked. I bit my lip and realized he was right. I'm not the only woman in the world that Jack could love! There could be tons of other girls that he could love that would be so much better than me. So much more normal and…so much prettier. "Tick tock tick tock…" Pitch whispered through my cell followed by an evil laugh. I again looked around my surroundings. What a terrible place. Just standing here made me feel extraordinarily frightened. I held my arms close to my chest and my lip quivered without my control. "Oh? Is the snow queen scared? Who am I kidding, you've always been easy to scare, Elsa," Pitch yelled at me. I flinched at his words and wiped a tear away from my eyes. Ice began to form everywhere around my cell and sharp pieces of ice grew from the floor. My power was almost completely out of control. If I could just be alone for a few minutes, it might stop but Pitch wouldn't let me go even if I asked. "Leave me alone, Pitch…" I sniffled. Pitch snickered. "You're mine until Jack comes, so I can do as I please," he said with the words rolling off of his tongue in his British accent. Suddenly, he somehow walked through the cells doors in a creepy way and walked toward me. "Elsa, did you know that a mortal can't kill a guardian, but a guardian could kill a mortal? But a mortal could injure a guardian…and by the way you're doing, that power of yours could hurt your little Jack," Pitch murmured in my ear, while encircling me with dark shadows surrounding me. "Or, I could just…" Pitch began with a snap of his fingers. "Let Jack join me…it wouldn't be that hard. And if he did, he would do anything I say like kill you." I gasp at his words and covered my mouth to avoid myself from crying. "No, no he would never hurt me! You're just saying things you don't mean because you want to scare me! But you won't, you filthy beast!" I defended the winter spirit with a slap across Pitch's face. He swung his head lightly to the side due to my slap and his yellow eyes widened at me. He inhaled sharply with anger which made me even more fearful of him. "Did I say you could talk back to me like that?" he asked with sarcasm spilling out of his mouth, and he began to take steps toward me. I backed up until my back hit the wall. Pitch lifted his hand and scratched my face with his claws. I screeched with pain as I heard him laugh. My head slung to the side harshly as he injured my face. My hand slowly lifted to touch the area on my left cheek and three scratches were able to be felt. I looked at my hand which now had blood stained on half of it. "You may have control in your kingdom but this isn't your kingdom…it's mine," Pitch snapped. I began to cry as I held my injured cheek. "S-stop…please…" I begged. "Look at you…useless and way too sensitive…well, now I know why Jack doesn't love you. You're nothing he would ever find appealing in a woman," he continued to drown me in negativity. I slid down the wall and covered my face with my hands. "Please….stop," I wept. The scratch on my cheek continued to bleed and stained the shoulder of my white dress. Before I could hear anything else, I heard a snap and everything went black.

Authors Note! PLEASE READ…

Hi everyone! I would like to thank those who have read this far and I hope you keep reading the series! I am SOOOO sorry for such a long delay but I haven't had much time to write because of school and other things in the way of me writing but here it is! Chapter 4 of Always. Please feel free to PM me or comment on my stories to give ideas as long as they are appropriate and go along with the story! Love you all and thanks so much! 3