Jack held onto one of Elsa's hands as they swung around in circles with their other arm out. Frost and snowflakes shifted with each step they took. Elsa was singing, and Jack was listening with half-closed eyes.

"Let it go. Let it go. And I'll rise like the break of dawn. Let it go. Let it go. That perfect girl is gone."

She was beautiful, Jack decided. That scared little girl had grown up in to this woman that glowed with radiance and pride. It was no surprise to him that he could not recognize her when he first saw her. She was completely different now from the broken child he had had to leave. He joined in her song: "Let the storm rage on. The cold never bothered me anyway."

They were lying on the ice floor, staring up at the chandelier, with heads vertical from each other when Elsa jumped. "Did you hear that?" she asked. Jack flew over to the staircase.

"Elsa," he began, "someone's here." She met him at the stairs and stepped down them to the next staircase. That is where she saw Anna. "Is that your sister?"

"How is she here? No, why is she here?" Elsa muttered. "Jack?"

"I'll be right here."

"Anna..."

"You kind of set off an eternal winter everywhere," Anna explained.

"Everywhere?" Jack could see that Elsa was starting to panic.

"But it's okay. You can just unfreeze it."

"No, I can't. I-I don't know how." Snow was already starting to drift around her.

"Elsa, you have to calm down," Jack advised. "I can help you unfreeze it. Just don't panic."

"Sure you can. I know you can."

"Anna, your optimism isn't needed. You'll only make it worse!" Jack kept to Elsa's side.

"Anna, please," Elsa seemed to beg. "You'll only make it worse! There's so much fear! You're not safe here."

"Anna, watch out!" Jack reached for Elsa's sister as the ice flew for her, but he could not do anything. And so, it hit Anna in the heart. He saw that Elsa did not notice and called to her. To Elsa, his voice faded in, not having been there as she panicked.

Once the giant snowman had taken Anna and her friend out of the castle, Elsa had sunk to the floor with her head on her knees. Jack could see her as a child again, curled up in the corner of her room. "I hurt her, Jack. I hurt Anna. I didn't mean to. I never meant to." She babbled on like that as Jack sat with her and hugged her.

"It's okay," he assured her. "She's in good hands. Just calm down."

"I didn't see it. Did I hit her in the heart? Tell me I didn't." Jack was about to reply when he slipped. His arms fell through Elsa with a faint blue glow connecting them. With her head still down, she asked again: "Did I hit her in the heart, Jack?"

"Elsa," was all he could mutter.

"Jack?" She finally lifted her head and looked to each spot in the room. "Jack, where did you go? Jack?" He stood hopelessly beside her, unaware of what to do.

"My Snow Queen."

He stretched out his fingers in Elsa's direction. Ice crystals flowed over to her and formed on top of her head in a circular shape of frozen flowers- a make-shift crown. She reached her hand up and touched the crown.

"I know you're here, but I need to see you again. And I need to not hurt Anna again. I have to control my powers."