First thing's first; stop freaking out, guys, the chapter title is just the song I use, okay?

Sorry for the delay, had a lot of stuff I was doing yesterday with little time to write a new chapter.

After a few moments more, Elsa let Jack go, forcing both of them to sit up.

"Okay, spill," she said simply.

Jack sighed, reaching up and ruffling his hair.

"My mom. I saw her..."

"Oh no. Jack, I'm sorry, you don't have to-"

"No. It's okay. I need to tell someone. She was cheating on Nick, my stepdad." He explained.

Elsa gave her own sigh, looking away. Why would his mother do this?

"I remember your father," Jack cringed when she mentioned him, "and what he used to make your mother into. She wasn't pretty then, but she would never even think about something like that."

"No, not before. I guess I should have seen this coming. I don't know what to do, though," he admitted.

Elsa wondered how she, herself, would handle this. Truth be told, she didn't know how. She had never had to worry about anything like this. Her parents were happy together and, though her father always pushed her for the best that she could be, she loved them very much. And she knew that they loved her, no matter what.

What would she do if her parents were falling apart at the seams?

What would anyone do?

The only thing she could think to do was bring Jack in for another hug.

"I'm really, really sorry," she said sincerely.

"What do I do?" He mumbled.

She sighed. "I think you need to figure out that one, Jack."

He slumped down even further.

"Do you want to come stay with me until you figure it out?" Elsa blurted out before she could even register what she was saying.

Jack looked a little surprised at first, but he seemed grateful.

"Are you sure you're okay with that?" He asked.

She nodded, even though she wasn't quite sure herself.

"Thank you, you're the best," he gave her a real and genuine smile.

She smiled, too. "I know."

She got up, walking over to the keyboard.

"Remember this place?"

Jack got up and walked over to her, fingering the guitar.

"Well, I guess it's a good thing your dad never knew that you only played piano."

A few other instruments lay on stands in the corner, including a flute, violin, harp, and clarinet. All of them were professional quality and were gone to no good use up here. No one had bothered to take them away.

"We should play something," Elsa suggested.

Jack came up behind her, the acoustic guitar. "What do you want to play?"

Elsa thought for a moment. She still liked to sing songs that replicated her life.

So, she sat down at the keyboard and started to play a slow variation of the song. She knew that Jack would know this song. She knew that it used to be on his iPod way back when.

(Bold= Jack, Italics= Elsa, Bold +Italics= both)

Trying not to lose my head

But I have never been this scared before

Tell you what I'll do instead

Lay my body down on the floor

To forget what I've done

Silhouette til the good lord come

Elsa smiled bitterly. She could hear his expression in his voice. There was a lot of truth in the lyrics that she had chosen. She kept playing, trying not to look at Jack, for if she did, she might just be scared to know what she would find.

All we know is distance

We're close and then we run

Kiss away the difference

I know you hate this one

Jack looked at Elsa playing slowly. He didn't miss the fact that she was doing her best not to look at him. He didn't really want to see the confusion and slight fear in her eyes, but he couldn't tear his vision away.

Trying not to lose your own

Boxing up everything you've got

All you ever knew of home

You're scared to see

Your mother in, in the door

You wonder where did the years go

Jack loved Elsa's voice. She was such a good singer, he didn't understand why she was afraid to sing in front of others. She used to want to perform... The again, she used to do a lot of things. But now wasn't the time to worry about those things. She was here now, that's what mattered, right?

All we know is distance

We're close and then we run

Kiss away the difference

I know you hate this one

But this is how the story ends

Or have we just begun

To kiss away the diffierence

I know you hate this one

Elsa was worried about not only Jack's problems now, but she was thinking about them, as well. What were they going to do? So, she was Elsa again. Where did they go from there? To some, an open road full of opportunities may seem like a satisfactory ending. But to her, the thought was frightening. She always knew what would happen. But everything had been torn away in less than five seconds.

The violins make no sound

And I begin to feel the ground

It was a very good question. Where would the two go from there? Jack had always had family problems before, but Elsa was there for the first round. She would be here for the second, she could guarantee that. She wouldn't leave Jack a second time.

All we know is distance

We're close and then we run

Kiss away the difference

I know you hate this one

But this is how the story ends

Or have we just begun

To kiss away the difference

I know you hate this one

Elsa stepped away from the keyboard with shaking fingers.

"Hey, are you okay?" Jack asked, concerned.

"I-I'm fine," she breathed.

"Besides," she took a deep breath, "I should be asking you that."

"I'm gonna go call Catheryn and ask if you can stay over, 'kay?" She said, giving a frail smile.

Jack didn't stop her as she left. He gazed down at her, a worried and questioning look on his face.

~a few hours later~

Catheryn had been all too willing to let Jack come stay with them for a few days. It might have been because in all three years of Elsa's stay, she had never once done anything social related, let alone bring a boy home.

Elsa had thought she had clarified that Jack was just a friend, but Catheryn didn't treat him like one.

"Hello!" She called when the two drove in.

"Um, hi?" Jack said, getting out.

"Oh no," Elsa muttered.

"Should I be worried?" Jack asked under his breath.

"Maybe?" Elsa replied as a question.

"Oh great," he said. Then, putting on a fake smile, he greeted Elsa's adopted mom. "Hi, you must be Elsa's mom."

"Yep, you can call me Catheryn, I guess. My husband went to work already, but, Elsa can show you around."

"Thank you, Catheryn," Elsa said politely.

It's like she's just staying with them, Jack noted in his mind.

Elsa led him upstairs through the grand house. It was actually a very nice house. It wasn't a mansion like Elsa's first house, but it was by far nicer than Jack's house, still.

"You can stay in this bedroom, I guess," Elsa said, opening a door to a guest room.

He walked in, taking note of his surroundings.

It was a fairly large room, with light blue walls, a connected bathroom, and a window overlooking a friendly looking backyard.

He set down his backpack with a few extra clothes and necessities on the bed.

"Are you...okay?" Elsa asked, biting her lip uncomfortably.

He nodded. "Strangely, yes. Thanks again."

"Yeah. Want to go do something?"

"Sure, which one's your bedroom?" He asked teasingly.

She smiled. "The one down at the end of the hall."

"Race you to it!" He hopped up, running out the door.

"Wait! Jack! Don't go in there!" She called after him, running after him.

"Jack!" She called once again, but he smirked as he opened the door, letting himself in.

She groaned, stepping in herself. She didn't like anyone in her room. For one, it was her special place to be by herself and two, she had nothing to make it look like her room.

Jack was laying on her bed, grinning at her.

"This is my room," she reminded him.

"I would say are you sure, but I see your things in the corner, so..."

She blushed, sitting down on the end of the bed with him.

"I didn't really bother with decorations," she said quietly.

"So I see. It's like you're a guest here," he replied.

"I didn't really...want to trouble them."

"Oh, sure. But you have nothing here..." he broke off when he caught sight of the picture on her nightstand.

Elsa looked over to where he was staring at. He was looking at the photo of them as kids.

She blushed furiously, walking over and picking the photo up.

She took it and tucked it into a drawer.

"You still kept that?"

She almost jumped at the close proximity of Jack. She hadn't noticed that he had crept up behind her.

When he said that, she plunged straight into a flashback.

"Smile, kids," Elsa's mother called.

"Anna, make a real smile," Elsa instructed. Anna brought her fingers out of her mouth, smiling as wide as she could and wrapping her one arm around Elsa's waist, trying to reach her shoulder.

Elsa rolled her eyes, turning away.

Jack smiled, "Hey, relax Elsie."

She poked him in the ribs like she did whenever she wanted to make him stop.

Jack had laughed, then got serious again.

"You did that on purpose!" He accused. "I'm gonna get you!"

"And do what, Mr. Overland?" She giggled.

Jack suddenly got a spark in his eye, leaning down and pecking her on the cheek.

Elsa blushed a very deep shade of scarlet and Jack draped his arm over her shoulder, smirking.

Click!

"You remember that?" Elsa blushed just thinking about it.

"Of course," he said with no trace of the usual mischief.

She turned around to face him with a shaky breath.

"I still remember," Jack replied.

"What's with the seriousness?" She said, awkwardly trying to lighten the mood.

"Well, it doesn't help when-" Jack cut off, laughing.

Elsa smirked at him for a change, crossing her arms and resting on one leg.

"Hey! Still doing that?" He asked, pretending to be furious after she had jabbed him in the ribs.

"What are you going to do about it?" A smile danced across her lips as she tried in vain to keep a straight mouth.

He looked thoughtful for a moment, before leaning down and kissing her.

Well, Elsa had succeeded in lightening the mood, but she hadn't exactly expected that.

Instead of just on the cheek, he fully kissed her.

After freezing for a second, she soon melted into his arms wrapped around her waist.

He pulled away laughing, leaning down and pecking her on the lips once more before darting away.

"Jack Overland Frost, you are going to pay!" She shouted after pushing down the heat in her face, grabbing a pillow and running at him.

"Oh no, I'm so scared- ow!"

After she whacked him in the head with a pillow, he grabbed another one and chased her around her room.

She shrieked, running away.

"Jack!" She cried, jumping on top of her bed.

"Surrender," he demanded, a deadly smirk gracing his face.

"Never," she laughed, holding her pillow like a shield.

"I was hoping you'd say that," he said before leaping onto the bed and tackling her down.

"No...fair!" She gasped through fits of laughter.

"All's fair in war," he said, pinning her down.

"I think you got that quote wrong." She said, raising her eyebrow and blowing some hairs out of her face.

"Mm, I don't think so. Surrender yet?"

"I surrender," she said, giggling.

"You know what that means?" He said, an evil glint in his eyes.

"Yes," she sighed. "What do you want me to do?"

"Admit that I'm the best."

She opened her mouth, but he cut her off.

"Sounding like you mean it," he added, and she gave him a glare.

"Jack, you are the best ever in the entire world!" She said overdramatically.

"And don't you forget it," he said, tapping her on the nose and letting her up.

"I hate you sometimes," she mumbled, sitting up.

"'Sometimes' is the key word there," he said, smiling.

"Oh, would you rather I leave it out entirely?"

"But then it wouldn't be a true statement."

She sighed, pushing him. "You're such a dork."

"I thought I was the best," he reminded her with a teasing smile.

She laughed, tilting her head back. "Oh, sure. How ever could I forget?"

"Exactly."

"Come on, let's actually go do something now," she said, hopping off the bed and brushing her bangs out of her face.

"Lead the way, Elsie," he winked at her.

She just rolled her eyes, walking out of her room.

Aww, I love writing scenes like those. Jack and Elsa are just such a cute pairing ^-^

Kate Biersack: I am honestly not sure what I am going to go from here with that topic. I guess that's Jack's problem...which makes it my problem...I wasn't thinking too clearly on the matter...

Snowman: Well, I tried to explain that, I guess I just didn't do that too well. Lol, yeah. And like I said, still thinking about where this ordeal is headed. Well, more like more on the task at hand and I felt like the next part should be in the next chapter. He was just not really thinking and his subconscious led him to a place that it had registered as 'safe' and they better get it through their heads soon because it's giving me a headache. And sounds like a plan to me! And weird about what? I forgot. Patience, there, patience.

EmmaWinterFrost: Lol thank you:)

CupcakeMonkey567:P.N.4700; Grace! Give back the camera!

Grace; *Sticks head out of story* make me!

P.N.4700; irony. She's really not like this in the story, I promise...

C.M.567; lol, sure, sure.

shobbs10: lol, dictionary expanding! And thank you

TheMashedUpSisters: Don't worry, I have noticed this too. I've been having the dreaded writer's block for a few days now, so, sorry. But, uh, okay...?

ATA: umm...this?

TheDerpyMustache: lol I guess so. And we've still got a few more chapters, don't worry. Originally, I was gonna make it 34 but there are some issues that need to be resolved that will take more than 2 chapters, so...

Falcon88: well- just...urgh! How can you NOT have seen The Little Mermaid or others like it?! Well, I hope readers are satisfied with how I made things turn out... For the Anna question, yes. She still gets some sort of spasms resulting from the crash that causes her to still stay at the hospital. That's why she needs daily physical therapy.

Jewelaria Rosha: P.N.4700; okay, great. Now you're coming into other people's answers!

Grace; I can't help it. I'm bored.

P.N.4700; what else did I want to say? Oh yeah. STAY OUT OF RANDOM PEOPLE"S HOUSES!

Grace; maybe if someone would start my story-

P.N.4700; whatever. Get back, now. Apologies for whatever damage she caused in your house! :$

Rose: lol, okay. I'll see what everyone else thinks on that.

scarlet knight: haha, sorry. I used to update everyday but now I have a lot of things going on and just don't have the time, so, every other day.

By the way, the song I used is Where The Story Ends by The Fray.