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Jack flew as fast as he could to Arendelle, his heart beating what felt like a mile a minute. That probably wasn't a healthy rate. He couldn't help but beat himself up. He had promised Elsa he'd come back and he'd totally forgotten about her.

Guilt rose in him as he remembered hanging out with Jamie, his second believer and friend. He and his friends helped the Guardians against Pitch. The palace was coming into view, even though it was night time.

He was a few feet away from the window when he stopped. He hovered in the air, thinking. What if she doesn't want to see me? Or she hates me? Jack panicked. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

A smile appeared on his face. This was Elsa he was...thinking... about. She'd understand, Jack reassured himself. I bet she'll laugh her ass off when I tell her I'm a Guardian now, he grinned to himself. Finally plucking up enough courage, Jack silently floated to her window.

The curtains were dawn, which made him frown. Elsa never closed those curtains. He pushed on the window, only to find it locked. He knocked quietly, forgetting that no one else would hear him. "Elsa," He whispered, "It's me. Please open up and I'll explain everything."

Smirking, Jack conjured up a snowball and chucked it at the window. A smile still on his face, he waited for her to open up. He frowned when she didn't five minutes later. "Elsa!" Jack bellowed, sure she could hear him.

He scowled deeply, now thinking she was ignoring him. He threw snowball after snowball, bellowing and screeching her name. A terrible thought crossed Jack's mind, causing him to stop throwing snowballs. He sat on the ledge of the window, pain and sadness washing over him.

What if she stopped believing in him?

Feeling tears well in his eyes, Jack jumped off the ledge and flew away.

What he had sadly forgotten was that Elsa slept like the dead, nothing could wake her up except her own nightmares. A horse could neigh and whinny in her room all while she slept, and she wouldn't hear a thing.

Elsa woke up the next morning and opened the curtains. She smiled sadly, looking at the fabrics. She hated them as a child. They always blocked Jack's way of coming in. Sometimes he would wait for hours until she realized he had been there.

She looked out the window and froze. (Haha what's with all the puns you may ask? Idk they just happen lol) There was mounds of snow and frost on the window sill and the window itself. It couldn't be, Elsa told herself, He left three years ago, why would he come back now?

But there was no denying it.

Elsa desperately wanted Jack to come back, for him to talk to her and help her control her powers. She smiled wryly, remembering when she froze something solid at her touch when she was eleven. As she cried, he had held her and told her everything was gonna be alright.

Where was that winter spirit when she needed him?

Feeling like she was losing her mind from isolation, Elsa created a thin sheet of ice on the window and wrote;

Jack, is that you?

She shut the curtains and sat on her bed, fidgeting. What if it was him? Elsa shook her head disapprovingly to herself. Don't get your hopes high Elsa, she scolded herself. He's probably off in Antarctica, enjoying the cold.

She smiled to herself, thinking of Jack whining about how there was nothing to do during the summer and how dreadful it was. The memory of Jack taking her to Burgess popped into her mind.

"Do you have a family Jack?" She asked suddenly, slightly startling him. He turned onto his side, facing Elsa.

"Nope, just me."

"What? How's that even possible, I mean theoretically..." She frowned, trailing off.

Jack chuckled and brushed it off. "Slow down Princess, I don't need a health lesson." Elsa stopped talking immediately, blushing.

"All I remember is seeing the moon. I was here on the lake and I saw my staff. I kinda figured out my powers and the whole people-can't-see-me-unless-they-believe-thing as time went by. Which is nobody, except you of course."

Elsa smiled up at him. "I believe in you Jack. People will too, just you wait." Jack flashed her a grin, comforted by her kind words.

"I should getting home soon." She commented, noticing the darkening of the sky.

Frowning, Jack nodded. "I hope I can come back with you one day. I like it here." She said, trying not to offend him.

"Thanks Elsie. I like it here too." He said, ruffling her hair. "Hey stop it!" She giggled, fixing her hair.

Elsa frowned to herself. Maybe Jack had found his family and... no. He's over 300 years old, she reminded herself. His family is long gone even if he found out who they were.

The teen princess picked up a book and read half of it, before realizing something. Her birthday was in a week. A small smile appeared on her lips before she continued reading.

Jack paced back and forth in front of the fireplace, which wasn't lit. North was watching him, but he was in too deep of thought to notice. "Jack why you pacing?" The spirit flinched, as if he was unaware of North's presence.

"Elsa." He moaned. North's eyes widened, realizing the problem. "Jack you just remember her now? What happened?" Jack grabbed his hair and pulled. "I dunno! I was just so caught up being a Guardian and paying attention to Jamie and his friends...I forgot about her..."

"Jack, she's all alone. You mess up big time." Jack shot daggers at him. "You don't think I know that? She didn't wake up at all when I yelled and threw snowballs at her window! She probably doesn't believe in me anymore."

He slumped down into a couch looking glum. North noticed how much she meant to him. "Jack with girls, you do not give up. She probably deep sleeper. I never seen her happier when I visited her one Christmas years ago. Because of you. She cannot just forget you. Try."

Jack gave him the tiniest of smiles. I'll think about it."