We talked for awhile about how I could get a hold of my memories, and though it all seemed odd and unbelievable, I didn't question it. I was hoping too hard that someone could actually tell me how I got these damned "gifts", as Jack liked to call them. He told me it would be a few days journey and that I would have to tell someone I was leaving, and I suggested that we leave after my parents returned from their wedding. I was growing more and more excited with each passing moment, so much so that I flung myself back out onto the ice, which is where I stood now, trying to catch my balance.

I let myself focus on the layer of ice over the lake, smiling as it thickened under my command. Jack skated over to me, his hand wrapping around my wrist as he passed, tugging me along with him. "You're very good at this!" I comment, squealing a little as he turns sharply to the left.

"I've had a lot of practice!" He answers, laughing as he spins me around. I squeal with laughter as I twirl over the ice, my feet seeming to act without my knowledge. I lift my arms out to my side, grinning as they slice through the air, keeping me balanced.

Eventually I collapse on top of the ice, laughing, my blonde hair free from it's braid. Jack skates over to me, offering a hand and helping me up. "That was... That was so fun!" I smile, my eyes searching to see if anyone had seen such frivolous activities.

"Are you sure you have to go?" I ask my parents two days later, looking up at them with sad, scared eyes. I still don't want them too. Even though I have gotten a bit better at controlling myself over the past week, I am nowhere near proficient enough to keep myself in check.

"You'll be fine, Elsa." My Father smiles. My mother's arms twitch as though she is debating hugging me, but she decides against it. "We'll see you in three days." Father continues, and I nod. They smile at me one last time before leaving the castle, before leaving me. And they didn't come back in three days. Instead, hours after their departure, I received a letter from a guard dressed all in black.

I can't remember what it said, nor did I want to. I just remember my heart sinking to my feet. I remember uttering a guttural sound of pain as I clenched the note, falling to my knees at the foot of the stairs. a slick layer of ice forming where I fell. I sat there for hours, not knowing what to do. I left only when Anna showed up. I ran away from her, leaving the note on the stairs. I heard her startled cry as I closed my bedroom door behind me, sniffling and sobbing and crashing against my bedroom door with another harsh sob.

Hours later I heard a knock, followed by Anna's voice. Never in my life had I more wanted to throw open the door and hug her, or tell her that I was here for her. My hand reached to the doorknob, which froze immediately under my touch. I had managed to keep it in check until know, but any control I had was gone. I pulled myself into a ball as I heard Anna sliding down the door on the other side, her voice confused and scared. She needed her big sister, and I couldn't be there for her.

I nearly screamed as I shot a blast of ice from my palm.

I am not sure how long we sat there, but eventually I heard her footsteps retreating down the halls. This brings on a fresh new wave of tears, and I continue to sit with my back against the door, my sobs shaking my body. "Elsa?" I look up to see Jack perched on my windowsill, looking at me with confused, sad eyes. "Elsa, what's wrong?" He asks, quickly crossing the room and sitting at my side.

"Their ship... Sank." I choked out, before lunging forward and wrapping my arms around Jack, gripping the back of his hoodie tightly in my fists and resting my head on his shoulder. He doesn't ask me to say anything else, instead his arms wrap around my back and he whispers soothing nothings into my ear as I cry into his shoulder.

I sniffle as I pull back a few minutes later, trying to regain my composure. "I have to get my memories, Jack. If I can find out how I got them, maybe I can figure out to get rid of them. Or at least how to control them. Anna needs me. She can't do this on her own. "

"I'll let Toothiana know we'll be there as soon as possible." He murmurs back, and I nod between my tears. He pulls away from me then, his eyes locked on the floor. There, in a solid ice, lies the shape of a broken heart. Something I must have created in my pain and rage. He lifts either side in his hands, holding it out in front of him. He smiles shyly as he pushes the pieces together, fusing them. And then he tosses it to the air.

I watch as it spins, and then the figure holds it's shape and turns to snow and flurries around me, lifting the loose hairs around my face and drying the tears on my cheeks. It flutters around me three times before exploding into a bought of snowflakes that rain over me, and I smile weakly. "Thank you, Jack." I mumble softly, and he smiles, almost as though he is embarrassed, and nods.

I am so grateful to have a friend.

It is something the rest of the world takes advantage of, but something I will never forget.

Author's Note- Happy Valentine's Day! I have spent mine hanging out with my best friend- Playing video games, riding ponies, and now ordering some pizza with another friend. I hope your day was nice, whether you are in a relationship or sailing on the single ship like myself. ;) Thank you so much for reading! Hope you enjoyed! Reviews are CHERISHED! xD Favorites/Follows are also cherish and love! :)