"Elsa, wake up."

Her head moved back and forth until her eyes opened. She saw Jack beside her, hovering cross-legged with one end of his staff on the ground. Lifting herself from the hard stone serving as her cot, Elsa let the blanket covering her fall.

"They brought you back to Arendelle," Jack explained. He was about to express how furious he was that the men had put her in a prison cell when she jumped up and tried making her way to the window on one of the walls. Though, she was quickly yanked back by the containers holding her hands and their chains. "They don't want you using magic." She maneuvered herself to see out of the window better. Jack stayed where he was, in his position, and watched.

"No," she whispered. "What- What have I done?" They both turned to the door as it opened. Hans walked in with a lantern in his hand. Jack, forever angry with the prince, planted his feet on the ground. Hans put the lantern down, and Elsa asked him, "Why did you bring me here?" They couldn't have just left her alone?

"I couldn't just let them kill you," Hans replied, wrapping his arms across his chest in the cold room.

"I wouldn't have let them," Jack mumbled.

"But I'm a danger to Arendelle," Elsa reasoned. She glanced between Hans and her hands as she said so. "Get Anna."

"She isn't here," Jack told her just as Hans said, "Anna has not returned." She gazed back out the window.

"Elsa, don't panic. It's very likely she's with that friend of hers," Jack deducted.

"If you would just stop the winter," Hans requested. "Bring back summer." Jack scoffed. "Please."

"Don't you see? I can't." Elsa responded. "You have to tell them to let me go."

"I will do what I can."

As Hans walked out and shut the door behind him, Jack snapped, "I don't believe him." He faced Elsa. "Let's get you out of here." He put the top of his staff on one of the containers holding her hands and his hand on the other. They grew colder until the metal was designed with frost.

Snow started rampaging around outside.

"Jack, what do we do?"

Elsa was staring out the window. Jack's ice combined with her terror on the metal cuffs.

"We have to get you out of here," Jack answered. "I don't trust that man."

"Hans?" she asked. He nodded. "He's Anna's fiancé. He wouldn't—He can't do anything wrong."

"I still want to get you out of here. They locked you up, Elsa." She turned to him, shoulders hunched.

"It's only to protect the kingdom."

"Elsa, look outside," he demanded. His voice was rough. "Keeping you here like this is not the best way to do that if they really wanted to keep everyone safe. Look at you." He gestured to her, and she looked down to herself. "You're terrified in here. What good does that do anyone?" In reply, Elsa gazed back out the window, slightly surprised to see that the storm had grown stronger. Crackling noises sounded over her, and she watched as frost covered the ceiling and walls around her. "It's time. Try pulling." She started to tug on the frozen chains. Guards' voices spoke at the door. Jack gasped and hurried to it, freezing the door hinges. "Hurry!"

As Elsa pulled harder, the walls started to crumble. Jack ran from the door to help her just when the walls and ceiling caved in. The door burst open, but Elsa was already in the blizzard. Jack turned back and peered through the snow to see the disappointed face of Hans.

"You really can't trust him, Elsa," he muttered, worried.

"Jack, now what?" Elsa had to yell. The storm raged in all directions. She spun around to find him. She grabbed his wrist. "They know where my castle is!"

"We'll find you somewhere to go, or we'll fix the situation here." He gripped her shoulders. "Trust me, El-"

"Jack!" The wind grabbed at him and tossed him up into the air.

"What are you doing?" he hollered at the cyclone. "Put me down!"

Elsa fought the icy gusts hitting her and searched for Jack at the same time, twisting in any direction to find him. A figure motioned toward her, too big to be Jack. She began to run away. "Queen Elsa, you can't run from this!" Hans screamed.

"Just take care of my sister," she told him, ready to keep going. Jack spotted her from the sky and plunged to the frozen water.

"Your sister?"

"Don't listen to him, Elsa!" Jack called.

"She returned from the mountain weak and cold. She said that you froze her heart!"

"No," Elsa whispered. Jack landed by her side.

"Don't listen to him. You can't listen to him."

"I tried to save her, but it was too late. Her skin was ice; her hair turned white." She didn't want to look at him, but found her eyes meeting his. Jack said nothing else, just stood there. "Your sister is dead! Because of you."

"No, no." Elsa stumbled and turned away from him before falling to her knees, the wind stopping and snow halting in the air as she hit the icy ground. She heard the sound of screeching metal but did not care for it at all.

"Elsa, watch out!" she heard Jack shout.

Her mind was full of thoughts, old and new.

I hurt Anna.

I can't ever use my magic again.

How could I hurt her?

Anna!

What have I done?

Mama. Papa.

"No!"