I originally thought this would only have 3 parts. However, if you read this and feel that there absolutely has to be another part, I would be willing to oblige you.
This chapter is significantly less cheery. It follows our two young lovers as they hit that angsty time between child and adult hood. There are still a multitude of ADORABLE and funny moments.
Beware while reading the final chapter of this saga: This story is not an AU, aside from the fact that I moved Jack and his family to Arendelle.
"Stop that Jack, I'm trying to study." Elsa tried to shrug Jack off of her as she bent over her desk, attempting and failing to concentrate on her book.
Jack's hands dug into her shoulders, massaging the knots and tension out of her muscles. She couldn't help but sigh and lean into her chair. He didn't respond to her command, and was unrelenting with his nimble fingers.
"Please." Elsa moaned. "I can't focus when you do that."
Jack smiled. "That's the point. You spend too much time working Elsa. You need to use your free time properly. You're too young to be wasting away sitting here hunched over your desk like an old man." He stopped massaging her and buried his face in her hair. "You smell good." He noted.
Elsa giggled. "Thank you, and no, I need to prepare myself for the future."
"Why are you so future oriented?" Jack pouted. "Your time is now. Live your life to its fullest. Future oriented people never have any fun."
Elsa stood up abruptly, knocking him to the floor. She narrowed her eyes and folded her arms over her chest.
"Don't look at me like that." He moved closer to her, placing his hands on her waist.
Her scowl faded into a grin. "You know," She said quietly. "It used to feel weird whenever you touched me… like that." Her eyes traveled down to where his hands were resting on her.
Jack raised an eye brow. "Elsa, it has been almost three years since the first time we kissed."
"I know." Elsa said slowly, her arms wrapping around his neck. She stared vacantly into his eyes.
"What are you thinking?" Jack asked.
She melted a little more into his arms. "I love you." She whispered.
The corners of his lips turned upwards. "I love you too." He said through his smile.
She pulled his face to hers and kissed him.
It started out gentle, and as the passion behind it slowly and subtly increased, there was a knock on the door.
Elsa disconnected her lips from his and struggled to catch her breath. "Who's there?"
Jack smiled and almost laughed but she pressed her hand over his mouth.
"It's Gerda." Said the voice on the other side of the door. "Your parents are going to be leaving shortly. Would you like them to come up and say goodbye."
"No." Elsa said quickly, pushing Jack away from her. "I'll go to them. Tell them I'll be down in a moment."
"Yes, princess." They listened until the footsteps beyond the door were no longer audible.
When silence finally surrounded them, Jack grabbed her and kissed her again. This time her body curved into his, molding and twisting against him so they fit together like puzzle pieces.
She tore away from him. "I have to go. Don't leave. I'll be back." She then raced out of the room to bid her parents farewell.
-o-
"Where were we?" Jack said when Elsa reentered the room a few moments later. He stood up from where he had been sitting on her bed and made his way over to her.
Elsa looked at the floor, twisting her fingers together in front of her.
Jack's grin vanished and he cocked his head to the side. "What's wrong?"
"I think you should leave." Elsa said quietly.
"Why?" Jack leaned up against the bed post and shoved his hands in his pockets, unwilling to move.
"You should never have been here in the first place." Elsa spat, taking her place at her desk. "I didn't ask you to come."
"Elsa, what happened with your parents?"
"Nothing." Elsa insisted. "It's just, their leaving reminded me how much I care about them. And how I shouldn't be disobeying them."
"They're going to be back in 3 weeks." Jack said bluntly.
"That isn't the point." Elsa stood up from her chair, her voice rising. "The point is that if my father found out about this," she waved her hand wildly, gesturing between the two of them. "It would kill him."
"This?" Jack asked, anger swelling inside him. "You mean us?"
"Let's not have this conversation now." Elsa turned her back to him and stared out the window.
"No, no, no." He was getting angry now. "It's been three years, it's time we had the talk."
Elsa rolled her eyes. "What talk?"
"What do I mean to you?"
"You don't waste any time do you?"
"What do I mean to you?"
Elsa laughed a little at his pushiness. "I don't know. You're important to me."
"Do you love me?"
"What, did it seem like I was lying before?" Elsa whirled around again, only to find him standing right behind her so she could feel heat radiating off of him. "Of course I do."
"And I love you." Jack clenched his jaw. "So, what's the problem?"
"My family-." Elsa started.
Jack lifted a figure to her lips. "Your family," he told her, "Would want you to be happy."
Elsa sighed. Their eyes met and she got lost in them before she could protest again. She nodded, biting her lip. "You're right."
Jack pulled her into a warm hug, wrapping his arms around her, encasing her in a soft cocoon. They stood there for a moment, just holding each other, her head resting on his chest, his chin perched on her head.
She lifted her head of his chest, and stared up at him. Her blue eyes glimmered, and he saw in them a longing he had never seen before.
Before he could process what had happened she grabbed him by the collar and slammed her lips against his, pushing his backwards.
When he felt his knees almost give way to the bed he pulled away from her and held me at arms-length. "Elsa, what are you doing?" He asked sincerely.
"What do you think?" She asked hungrily, ready to pounce on him again.
His eyes widened when he realized. "Elsa, I don't know. Are you sure?" He couldn't help but feel a pang of excitement. He took her hands and they sat down together on the foot of the bed.
"Of course I'm sure." She smiled. "I love you."
"Now?"
"What better time than now?" Elsa threw her whole body back onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. "My mother and father won't be back for three weeks. The surveillance on my room will decrease significantly while their gone."
"You told me when we were little that you would be saving yourself for marriage." Jack pointed out, lying down beside her and gazing upwards.
"Let's be honest Jack, I'm never going to be allowed to get married." Elsa said honestly. "And if I ever am allowed, I'm going to marry you." She suddenly slammed her hand over her mouth. "I'm sorry." She said through her fingers. "I shouldn't have said that."
There was a stretch of silence. Ice spread in the shape of snowflakes over the ceiling, and Elsa forced her eyes not to blink, fearing that a tear might trickle out from them.
Jack took a deep breath. "It's okay that you said that." He said, "Grabbing her hand."
Elsa didn't speak.
"I've been thinking it too." His voice was barely above a whisper.
Elsa turned onto her side so she could see his face. "Really?"
"Yes." He smile slightly, watching the ice on the ceiling slowly fade away, and squeezed her hand. "I mean you're the only person in the world I would rather be with then my sister. I love you like I love my family. I always figured someday you would be my family." He rolled over and stared into her blue eyes.
They started playing with each other's feet, tangling their legs together, almost wrestling.
Elsa giggled as she fought to pin his leg to the bed, still holding his hand. His face was tensed into a determined position.
They continued like this for a while, their laughter chasing away the fear that had lurked in the room for so many years. Eventually Jack found himself in a very compromising position, with Elsa fully on top of him, preventing any type of movement.
"I can't breathe." He said, although the reason he couldn't breathe was probably due to how absolutely stunning Elsa looked with the sun peeking through the window and bouncing off of the strand of hair falling over her face.
She ran a finger down his chest, tracing the muscles in his torso. She grinned mischievously. "Gotcha."
-o-
Elsa leaned up against the door of her bedroom gazing up at the streaks of ice that she had unintentionally hurtled across the ceiling and wall. They looked like demented snowflakes with sharp edges.
She heard Anna slide down the other side of the wall, heard the swallows as she tried to hold back tears, heard the muffled sobs that just couldn't be contained anymore.
She never thought that she would miss her father's overprotective rules and regulations. For the first time, she longed to hear his voice telling her that concealing your feelings was the solution to problems. This feeling lurking deep in the pit of her stomach was something only a warm motherly hug could remove. But she couldn't have that either.
She was alone.
She wasn't completely alone. Anna was out there, wishing with all her heart that her older sister would come outside and be there for her.
Elsa looked up at the sound of a knock on the window. She saw Jacks face peering in through the glass. "Go away!" She shouted.
At the same time, she watched Jack's face fall and heard one final sob and the sounds of Anna running away from the door way.
She barely lifted her hand and the entire window turned to a dark ice. Jack's face faded away behind the layers that encased the window, until she could see no more than his silhouette outlined in bluish black.
She felt sick with grief. Her stomach was rolling over and her head was spinning. She wanted to break something and hug someone at the same time.
She was going to be queen. Just the thought of it made her nauseous. How was she supposed to hide something like her powers from an entire kingdom when she could barely keep them from her own sister?
-o-
"Are you excited?" Jack asked his sister as they ran down the path through the woods towards the lake.
"Yeah!" She struggled to keep a hold on Jacks hand and her skates at the same time. "I can't believe it snowed in September." She glanced up at her brother, who is staring straight ahead.
His eyes were glued to a tall lanky shadow appearing ahead of them, with long hair cascading down her back like a water fall. It was Elsa. "We must be extra lucky." Jack replied absentmindedly.
"Elsa!" His sister yelped and ran forwards.
"Hello, Maggie." She emerged from the shadows and crouched down a little, her eyes trained on Jack. "What are you up to?"
Something wasn't right. She looked tired, stressed, her hands clasped in front of her, eyes cast down.
"We're going skating!" Maggie gave Elsa a toothy smile. "Want to come?"
"I can't. I have some duties to attend to." Elsa said quietly, standing up. "Jack, can I talk to you for a second."
"Listen Els, if this is about the other day, you don't need to apologize." Jack walked up to her and pulled her into his arms. "It was my fault for bothering you. I should have known you would want to be alone."
"No, Jack, it's not that, it's-." She gasped as he hoisted her into the air wedding style. "Jack, what are you doing?" She shrieked, her legs flailing helplessly.
"We're going ice skating." He informed her.
Maggie was bouncing around them. "It snowed in spring can you believe it?"
Elsa gave Jack a look.
"Hey, Maggie, why don't you run ahead and put your skates on? We'll catch up."
Maggie nodded and rushed ahead, leaving the two of them alone. At this point Jack released Elsa and set her gently on the ground.
"This storm, does it have anything to do with your powers?" He asked slowly.
Elsa nodded, averting her eyes to the grown.
Hans wrapped his arm around her neck and the two of them began walking again. "I'm so, so, so, sorry about your parents."
"It isn't your fault." Elsa said abruptly, pushing his arm off of her. "Besides, that isn't what I came to tell you abou-."
"Jack and Elsa sittin' in a tree." They had arrived at an opening with a small pond where they reconnected with Maggie. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in the baby carriage." She had her skates on and began to swirl around across the ice.
He looked over at Elsa and laughed as her face reddened in embarrassment. He walked over and stood next to her, taking her hand in his and starting to pull them out onto the ice.
"Jack I'm going to have a baby." Elsa said abruptly.
He stopped dead and whirled around. "What?" His eyes widened.
"I'm sorry. I didn't think this would happen, not to me, not to us." Elsa quickly blurted, and began pacing back and forth removing herself from the ice. "I mean, this wasn't supposed to happen. Things like this aren't supposed to happen to princesses. I am a disgrace. I am a complete and utter disgrace. My life is over."
Jack didn't say anything. He just stood there, staring in complete shock.
Elsa ran her fingers through her hair, still walking back and forth right next to the water. "I have to find a way to get rid of it. I can't have a baby. I can't do this. I'm unmarried. My parents are dead, my sister doesn't even talk to me, and you probably won't be able to look at me after this."
"How did this happen?" Jack asked calmly.
"How do you think?" Elsa held her head in her hands, trying to calm her scattered brain. "Are you stupid? It's obvious how this happened the question is how to deal with it, because I certainly can't have a baby."
"Elsa-."
"If I have a baby, it will ruin my life, it will ruin our lives. I can't be a mother. I am barely 16 and you're 17. This is the epitome of an illegitimate pregnancy. It's all over. I'm so utterly disappointed in myself."
"Elsa, don't panic there has to be a solutio-." His attempts to soothe her from a distance were unsuccessful.
Her eyes were wildly flying to every possible object surrounding her except for him. "Maybe I can…" She stopped short, stared down at her midsection, closed her eyes, and lifted her hand as if to thrust her powers straight at it.
Jack tackled her before she could.
"Get off me." She struggled feebly under his wait, but he was unrelenting.
"Do you know what you were about to do?" He asked, his eyes dark with anger.
Elsa swallowed, feeling guilt course through her, and nodded. "I'm sorry, it's just that now is not a good time for me to be…" She trailed off, unwilling to say the word.
"I know you're under a lot of pressure right now, what with your parents and your sister trying even harder to reach you." Jack said calmly, his glare relaxing. "But, that doesn't mean you have to hurt yourself or the baby."
Elsa just nodded again, unable to form a congruent sentence in her mind.
"I love you, remember?"
She nodded.
"And you love me?"
Just a nod.
"Then we can do this." Jack stated firmly. "I'll marry you if I have too."
She smiled slightly, and he finally shifted his weight off of her, lying down beside her.
"It's going to be okay." He grabbed her hand.
She squeezed his and sighed deeply. "I know."
"Jack!" The panicked cry jolted both of them into an upright position. There in the middle of the lake was Maggie, who had found herself on a particularly thin piece of ice that was threatening to break under her weight.
"Maggie, don't move." Jack said, jumping to his feet. "Elsa, solidify the ice." He demanded.
"Jack, I can't." Elsa whimpered.
"Just do it." Jack turned back to her, his face dark again.
"I could hurt her." She replied firmly backing away from the side of the pond. "I can't."
Jack sighed angrily then began skating out towards his sister.
Elsa watched him from the distance, barely able to hear their words. When he reached the center, careful not to step onto the cracking ice, he crouched down ever so slightly.
"It's okay. It's okay. Don't look down, just look at me." He removed his ice skates so he was completely barefoot on. Elsa wondered briefly if his feet were okay.
"Jack, I'm scared."
"I know, I know...but you're gonna be alright. You're not gonna fall in. We're gonna have a little fun instead."
"No we're not!"
"Would I trick you?"
"Yes! You always play tricks!"
Elsa laughed, and so did Jack.
"Well, alright. Well, not, not this time. I promise. I promise, you're gonna be," He paused and looked at Elsa. "You're gonna be fine."
Elsa couldn't help but smile. Jack had everything under control. He always would be there to help her off the edge. She could do anything with him beside her.
He turned back to his sister. "You have to believe in me."
Maggie looked hesitant for a second, then smiled through her fear and nodded at her brother.
Suddenly Jack's whole demeanor changed. His whole face lit up. "You wanna play a game? We're going to play Hopscotch! Like we play every day!"
Maggie nodded again.
"It's as easy as...one...whoaaaa..."
Elsa gasped as Jack slipped slightly and almost fell. But when he made a silly face she realized he was trying to make Maggie laugh. It worked and Maggie giggled and relaxed a little on the ice.
"Two… Three!" He demonstrated. "Alright," He said, grabbing a stick off of the ice and stretching it out to Maggie. "Now it's your turn."
Jack locked his gaze onto Maggie's, and Elsa felt her heart melt. His next words were barely audible from where she was standing.
"One."
Elsa held her breath.
"That's it, that's it. Two."
Her fists clenched as the ice cracked beneath Maggie's feet. She was almost there.
"Three."
Elsa sighed in relief as Maggie's little hands clutched the end of the staff. A smile spread over her face as Maggie slid to safety.
In that moment Elsa knew that everything would be fine, as long as she had Jack to support her. He had just dealt with that situation so perfectly, she knew that he would be her rock through this whole thing. Her hand grazed over her middle, where she figured her dress would no longer fit in the next few months, and she smiled.
The storm had ended long ago, when they were lying on the bank. Now, the sun beat down on them, bouncing of Jacks shiny brown hair and the dots of sweat on his forehead. He was smiling triumphantly at Maggie.
Then his face fell. The ice beneath his feet broke, sending him plummeting into the icy water.
Elsa screamed and Maggie jumped away from the whole in the ice.
"Jack!" Cried the little girl, her whole body trembling. She started to walk closer to the edge of the whole.
"Maggie, get over here." Elsa said firmly. Maggie obeyed and moved onto the safe ground.
Elsa walked out into the middle of the icy lake. As she did ice spread from her feet and, to her horror, covered up the only whole that Jack could have escaped from.
"Elsa, is everything okay." Maggie asked.
"Go get your mom Maggie." Tears were rolling down her cheeks. She slammed the ice with her fist, so hard it cracked. Finally she had managed to break it and open up another gap. She reached down into the water, but it was so deep she couldn't touch the bottom. That was when she realized it was too late.
He was gone.
I'll let you decide what Elsa does after that.
If you want me to continue writing it, I will. But keep in mind the fact that it will become very serious and I plan to stay true to the fact that Elsa does not have a baby in the movie.