Haha, I switched to writing on a computer (for now), and it is actually a lot easier. Not that I don't hook my tablet up to Bluetooth and type on a keyboard anyways...

I promise reading this chapter will all be worth it! And if it is not, I REGRET NOTHING! ;)

Also, I know I said I was gunna have Kate/Elsa interfere with the "investigation" but I have decided against it due to a better idea. Okk, enjoy!

Kate kept a low profile from Jack all week long. Her classes were quite boring, but luckily, in choir, Jack always seemed to have some sort of distraction.

Hiccup and her hung out a lot. Nevara and Toothless would often play together. Kate decided to leave it up to Jack to decide whether or not the pet play date was still on. Seeing as he seemed to be avoiding her as well, she figured probably not.

"I don't understand you two," Hiccup said at random during the weekend.

"What?" She replied.

"You and Jack. One day you're like long-lost best friends," -cringe- "and the next you're moody and brooding like siblings."

Kate sighed. She couldn't agree more, but she didn't need another reason to be around Jack. Okay, maybe not that far. She still wanted Jack by her side, but far enough that he wouldn't find out who she was.

"Speak of the devil," he whispered.

Kate quickly turned to find Jack walking towards them.

She spun back around, flattening her bun and taking a deep breath.

Here we go, she thought. Remember, conceal it. Don't feel it. Don't let it show.

Make one wrong move and everyone will know.

"Hello, Jack," she greeted politely.

"Oh cut the formality, Kate," he said.

Kate blinked, taking a step back in surprise. Did he really just say that?

"We need to talk," he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her away to her dorm.

"Uh, okay?" She shot a look back at Hiccup, mouthing the words, 'help me,' in which he just shrugged.

She rolled her eyes at him. Some help he was.

"Key?" Jack demanded, stopping at her dorm.

Kate didn't even question his behavior (nor the fact he just automatically went to her dorm instead of his or even a random other place). She dug the key out of her bag, unlocking the door and stepping inside.

Jack sighed, laying down on the extra bed, not hers (for once).

"Okay, what are you doing?" Kate asked.

"Why don't you ask 'what are you doing here' or 'what are you doing now' or something like a normal person?"

"I feel like we've been through this already," Kate straightened her skirt, resting alert on the side of her bed. Nevara jumped up, crawling in her lap.

"Yeah yeah, you just want to get to the point, I got it. Fine, have it your way. Why do you always shut me out?"

The directness of the question took her by surprise. "I-I'm sorry, what?"

"I feel like whenever we get to being friends, all of a sudden you decide you hate me or something and push me away."

Kate sighed. "Now you care what I think?" She muttered sarcastically, just to have something to say.

"I do care, I just want to know. You seem to shut everyone out. No one hates me, no one ever has before, why you?" He doesn't exactly look at her when he talks, more like through her.

"I don't know," more like, 'I do know there's just no way in hell I'd ever tell you.'

"Alright. Just let me know when you want to talk and when you want to be shut behind doors," Kate cringed at that. She was shut behind doors, but the doors were her safety. Sometimes- often times, she wanted to break free, but that would mean risking everything. She couldn't afford to let go. It just wasn't in the cards for her.

She just nodded, folding her arms for silent comfort and biting her lip.

"Okay, now that that's done, want to get together and let the cat and Bunny play?" He smiled, the former twinkle in his eye.

Kate smiled. "Sure."

Kate had decided to bring Nevara over to Jack's so they could join with Hiccup and Toothless as well.

"Argh! Get off me you useless cat!" They heard Hiccup's muffled screams from outside the dorm room.

Jack and Kate stifled their laughs, as they walked in.

"Hey, Hiccup," they said, walking in to find Toothless attacking him.

Jack burst out in laughter and Kate tried her hardest to control herself.

"This isn't funny guys!" Hiccup argued, chasing Toothless to the bathroom.

Jack said through his laughter, "So, um, you can just put Nevara down. Toothless does enough damage."

As soon as Kate set Nevara down, Nevara went running off to find Toothless, no doubt to help Toothless torment Hiccup. That seemed to be their common hobby.

"How's Bunny doing?" Kate asked, changing the subject.

"He's doing a lot better." He walked over to Bunny's cage, lifting him out. The bunny at first protested, but he complied when Jack scratched beneath his chin.

Kate went to stroke the its soft blueish-grey fur. His leg did indeed look a lot better.

"So," Kate cleared her throat, awkwardly trying to find something to talk about. "How's life going for you?"

"Good," he responds. "And you?"

She shrugged. "The usual."

She didn't mention that her usual was generally bleak and dreary, but, Jack didn't necessarily need to know that.

"Are you still doing good with your piano?"

"Obviously," she smiled. "And you with your sports?"

"Honestly? They don't seem too important now. But I guess I still enjoy them."

"What do you want to be when you grow up?" She asked.

"I don't know yet. I guess the wire's thinning, or whatever they say about that," he chuckled, rubbing his neck.

He didn't know then and he still didn't know now.

"My parents were big in the business, I'll probably follow in their footsteps."

"But do you want to do that?" Jack asked as he shifted Bunny's position.

Kate shrugged. "I haven't rightly thought of it much, it's just always been in my future I haven't had the time for much else."

"You always have a choice," Kate distinctly remembered Jack telling her that when they were younger and discussing futures. Of course, they had both planned on always being there. Things didn't always go according to plans.

Kate didn't prepare for the incident, nothing could have prepared her for that. Jack didn't plan on losing Elsa. To be honest, Kate hadn't either.

"Most of the time, yes. But sometimes you have to do what's best, even if that's not what you want." That was deep for her.

"Mm, it seems like you still always have a choice." The conversation tone was light and easy, but the contents were very sentimental. Kate didn't do those kinds of things very well.

"Yeah. Anyways, I have some homework to do. Can I pick Nevara up later?"

"Yeah. I might not be here, but I should be," he said. Of course, probably off partying and getting "drunk."

Well, if he wanted to put up an act, whatever. She just wanted to be left out of it.

"Okay." She said, getting up to leave.

As soon as she was gone, Jack got up and dashed to his car, driving to meet Anna at the coffee shop.

"Hey, sorry lost track of time," he said lamely, walking in.

"Oh, no problem. Kristoff here was just telling me about the ice business his family runs. It's pretty cool. Anyways, nice talking to you, Kristoff!" She greeted cheerily.

"Bye Anna," he said amused, wiping down the counter.

"Okay, ready?" He asked.

"Yep, and we're going to the hospital today so I just parked over there," he pointed to the park lot. She nodded, bouncing along.

When they got to the hospital, Anna went in completely at ease. Jack felt a little at unease. He hated seeing all the people hurt, but luckily Anna went in through a special entrance.

"Miss Anna, who is this?" The nurse raised her eyebrow at Jack. He felt himself going red. He looked his age, and so did Anna. He wondered what the nurse must be thinking. A seventeen-year-old guy with a fifteen-year-old girl. Which, wasn't much of an age difference if one thought much of it, but still. Anna was like a sister to him.

"Oh, no, Jack's a friend from Arendelle. Well, friend of Elsa's," she smiled sadly at the name.

"Ah. Now don't be getting in trouble now, miss Anna." She went back to typing.

"Yes Girda!" She replied cheerily, bounding off again.

"Mr...?" Girda called.

"Jack Overland-Frost," he said, shaking her hand. Why he decided to tell her his full last name he would never know.

"Well, Jack, thank you. I've never seen Anna so...happy. She's always cheery and bouncy, but her smile never lights up her eyes. I'm glad you're her friend." Girda smiled.

"Me too. Her and me both lost her sister, we were all really close. It's nice to see her again."

She nodded, going back to computer.

Jack ran off in the direction Anna had gone, then came at a crossroads when it forked.

"Anna?" He called.

"Oh, hey Hans!" He heard distantly. He smiled, walking towards her voice. "Sorry!"

He found Anna scrambling to get off of a nice enough looking guy.

"I'm, sorry, this is awkward. Not, 'you're awkward,' I'm awkward, you're gorgeous! Wait, what?" Anna rambled.

Jack inwardly laughed as her brain finally caught up with her mouth.

"Here," he said, giving her a hand.

"That's fine, Anna," this so-called Hans said, dusting himself off.

"I'm super sorry!" Anna said again.

"That's fine. Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"

"Oh right! This is Jack. He's a close friend of mine!" She said. "Jack, this is Hans. He's super sweet and really caring for me."

Hans smiled, shaking Jack's hand. There was something there that Jack didn't really like, but he shouldn't really go judging people by their looks.

"So, anyways, gotta run! I'll see you around!" She bounded off. Jack sighed.

"She has a lot of energy. Is she always like this?" Jack asked Hans.

Hans shrugged. "Yeah, just about."

Jack almost waited for Hans to stop and say something about Anna's smile finally reaching her eyes, like all those who deeply cared about her had, but Hans didn't say anything else.

Jack eventually ran off after Anna.

"Anna- whoa!" He cried, being yanked into a side room.

"Shh!" Anna cupped her hand over Jack's mouth.

"Mmm!" He protested.

"Okay, search around."

"What is this room?" He looked around.

"Records room." She said, rummaging through some things.

"Where should we start?"

"Obviously Elsa's profile. Look for 'Summers.'"

"Mm 'kay." He said, heading for some files.

After a few minutes, it was Anna who found it.

"Summers, Elsa!" She quietly cheered.

They quickly skimmed through it.

"Most of it's medical history. Skip to the end," Jack recommended.

Anna complied. When they looked at it, all they saw was all their hope drained.

Elsa Summers is to be moved and adopted on March 25th.

The rest was nothing.

The two sank back in silence.

"So she's not coming back." Anna eventually whispered.

Jack closed his eyes. At least they knew she was still alive.

He looked over and saw a single tear fall from Anna's eye.

"Oh, Anna," he said, bringing her into a hug.

She sobbed quietly into his shoulder, clinging to him for the loss that she could never get back.

Elsa was out of both their reaches.

Kate looked at the mirror. Yes, definitely time to redye her hair. Shame she had to go get Nevara.

She looked at the clock.

Ten minutes until it was against the rules for girls to be in boy's dormitories and vice versa. Well, Nevara would be fine.

She grabbed her phone and texted Hiccup to bring Nevara over the next day.

With that, she would have to wait until midnight to dye her hair. Maybe it was a little paranoid but at least there was no chance she would get caught.

At eleven forty-five, she decided that was long enough.

She grabbed her special bag and went to the bathroom.

(A/N: I've never dyed my hair so I have no idea how this really works, apologies for lack of accuracy)

First, she removed the previous dye, so as not to ruin her platinum blonde hair entirely. She quickly twisted her hair into a messy french braid, the kind she used to start her bun and the kind she used to wear all the time before.

While she waited for her hair to drip the rest of the dye out, she removed her contacts, grabbing her glasses.

(Another A/N:Think the cover image, just the jacket is a hoodie)

Someone then knocked on her door.

Oh no.

She could act like she was asleep...

"Kate I know you're up," Jack called softly.

She sighed. She had left the lights on. Big mistake.

She tucked her damp-but-dry-enough braid inside the hood of her jacket, heading out.

"Jack what are you doing-"

She was cut off when he fell through the doorway.

"Jack?" She asked, barely holding him up. She couldn't hold him any longer and they both went crashing to the floor.

Luckily, it was a Saturday night and Kate's neighbors threw loud parties. Yes, even at this time.

"Jack?" She asked again. She grabbed her glasses again. Then froze.

Jack was staring straight at her and her hood had fallen off.

"Hey, Elsaaa," he slurred.

She smelled alcohol on his breath.

Oh God, he was for real drunk this time.

And not only was he here staring at her, but he saw her.

"Uh, hi Jack." She said, pushing her glasses up.

"Anna and I have been looking for you," he hiccuped. She wondered if he had ever actually gotten drunk in his entire life.

"You have?" He couldn't really understand anything, so why not.

"Mm hmm. We just found out that you moved. Anna's really upset."

"Oh."

His sudden demeanor changed. "You, Elsa." He growled.

"You ruined me!" He got up, swaying slightly.

"Jack, please don't-"

"Don't touch me!" He yelled, shoving her away.

He's drunk. He doesn't know what he's talking about, he doesn't know what he's talking about.

"You left me. And Anna. All for what? Do you really hate us so much?"

He doesn't know what he's talking about, he doesn't know what he's talking about.

"You made me be like this! I hate you so much." He tripped and fell on her carpet, crawling back up. Tears glistened at the corners of her eyes, but she would not let them fall.

He doesn't know what he's talking about, he doesn't know-

When he fully got up, he walked over and slapped Kate.

She was sent spinning to the floor.

"I hate you. I wish you would stay out of my life!" He called, slumping over.

Oh man, was he drunk. She wouldn't be surprised if he never remembered any of this.

But she would.

Always.

As he lay there passed out, Kate sat there, her face stinging.

"Be careful what you wish for, Jack. You just might get it."

With that, she pulled up her hood, running to get her contacts. She texted Hiccup, and soon enough he was there.

"I'm sorry, he normally comes to our dorm when he's drunk," he says.

Yeah, because he knows what he's doing.

"That's fine. I'll see you tomorrow."

She closed the door.

She wouldn't let the tears take control.

He didn't know what he was saying.

But he must really hate her.

She squeezed her eyes shut, allowing herself a moment to take her hood off.

She walked back to the mirror, staring at herself for a moment.

Then, she undid her braid, taking out the dye. She only whispered one thing.

"Goodbye, Elsa."

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