Jack squinted through the snowflakes, the wind biting his cheeks as he pushed through it. Elsa was clutching him tightly, her face buried in his blue hooded sweatshirt, scared to loo down.

"We're almost there, Your Majesty!" Jack shouted over the howling wind. It was stranger- usually the wind worked with him, but at the moment, it seemed as if the and was intent on stopping him, making sure he didn't complete whatever he was doing. I need to get Elsa home! Jack's mind raced, for Anna! Squinting, he tried his best to see the spires of the castle, bu there was nothing, only wind and snow and ice. Elsa's hands were cold against his skin, which was strange, considering he commanded snow as well.

"Elsa!" Jack shouted, feeling his neck twitch slightly from where she had touched him.

"Jack?!" answered Elsa, an anguished cry that was nearly drowned out by the gusts of wind.

"It's too difficult to fly in these conditions!" Jack said, "I'm going down!" Elsa squeezed her eyes shut as she felt Jack hold her closer, feeling the rush of air as they sped downward, gravity doing its best to speed them along. She soon found herself sprawled in the snow, chest heaving as she caught her breath. Jack was sitting next to her, magic staff in hand.

"That…" she gasped, "was absolutely amazing!" Her face was red- from frostbite or excitement, Jack couldn't tell. He watched as slivers of ice spread out slowly from under her hands, weaving and diving through the powder-fresh snow, tendrils of it creating intricate spirals and dashes. Absentmindedly, he clapped a hand to his neck. Where she had touched him was now a snowflake, rigid and freezing to the touch- so cold in fact it burned his fingers. Jack pulled his hand away, shaking his fingers to numbness.

"Um, Elsa…?" Jack asked, watching as she smiled to herself, flurries of snow freezing at her command. Elsa raised an eyebrow, giving him a tooth-filled grin.

"Yes, Jack?" she asked expectantly. Jack bit his lip. How was he going to tell her? She had been so distraught about her sister too… He shook his head. It was better not to mention it.

"What is it?" Elsa said, a look of worry flashing in her eyes.

"Uh…. when we were flying…" Jack sighed, trailing off. So much for not telling her, he thought as he cleared his throat. Already, he could see tears well up in her eyes.

"Did I hurt you…?" she asked, her voice barely audible, a hushed whisper. Jack placed a hand against his neck, covering up the snowflake- elsa's snowflake.

"No! No, of curse not it's just-" he began, trying his best to come up with the best explanation, but it was no use. Elsa noticed his quick movement.

"Why are you holding your neck like that?" she asked, playing with the end of her braid.

"No reason," Jack said, shaking his head, "I just wanted to tell you-"

"If there's no reason then let me see!" Elsa demanded, "I want to be sure."

"Be sure of what?"

"That I didn't hurt you is all."

"You didn't. That isn't the point," Jack scowled with frustration, "just let me finish-"

"No. Let me see."

"Elsa-"

"I am the Queen!" Elsa barked, making Jack jump, "while in Arendelle, you need to plow my orders and laws!" Jack nodes.

"I understand that, but Elsa-"

"If you understand that then let me see your neck, Jack!" Elsa lunged, her fingers grazing his arm, decorating the sleeve of his sweatshirt with a thin tendril of ice.

"Elsa no!" Jack shouted, pushing her away, making her land in a heap in the snow. Jack watch din horro as she sat up, pushing mounds of snow away from herself, dusting her dress off. He had just pushed a Queen in the snow. He, Jack Frost, had hurt the Queen of Arendelle.

"I- I…. Elsa, I'm so-" Jack began, then clamped his mouth sit when she sent him a late, knives, stabbing him in the chest. She got up, picking bits of snow out of her hair, although Jack noticed that most of it had become ice.

"Let. Me. See!" she screeched, curling her hands into fists, waving them wildly in the air. Jack gasped- ice was shooting every which way, spears and daggers piercing the snow.

"Elsa, calm down!" Jack warned. Elsa lowered her hands, staring at Jack in disbelief.

"You saved me, Jack," Elsa said, "you helped my sister-"

"I know, and I realize that you are very grateful, very grateful indeed, but please, hear me out-" Jack kept his hand on the snowflake, his palm burning as he pleaded and bargained with her to just cool off.

"I am Jack. I am grateful for everything you and your friends have done," Elsa agreed, "so why can't you let me help you?" Jack opened his mouth, then closed it, hanging his head.

"Jack, whatever it is…. please, let me help you." Jack felt himself blush, his far burning.

"A…. alright," he nodded, beckoning her closer. Slowly, Elsa made her way over, holding her hands out for balance.

"Just a warning," Jack said as she went to remove his hand front eh snowflake, "don't touch me, alright?" Pain flickered in her eyes momentarily before she nodded reluctantly.

"Oh… okay," she sighed, clasping her hands in front of her, nodding, "Go ahead then, show me."

Slowly, Jack removed his hand from his neck, shivering as he felt the cold air press against the ice. Elsa gasped, hands hovering mid air as she went to cover her mouth, brows creasing. On his neck was the snowflake, an intricate six point design with all sorts of swirls. Jack trembled slightly.

"I did that….?" Elsa asked, bewildered. Jack nodded nervously.

"Sorry to break it to you," he said.

"Jack, i'm so sorry…." Elsa trailed off.

"Elsa, I need you to be extremely careful around others when we get inside the kingdom," Jack instructed. She ignore shim, focusing instead on the snowflake, watching as it slowly crept across his skin. Just like i did with Anna…. she thought, shaken gear head, feeling he tears escape her eyes, roll down her cheeks.

"Does it hurt?" she asked.

"What?"

"Does the snowflake hurt?" she asked, jutting her chin at it, "I mean, it's starting to move on your skin!"

"It just burns a bit is all," Jack winced, noticing out of the corner of his eye a piece of it crawl across his cheek, "but I don't matter. What matters is your sister, Elsa!"

"But you do matter!" Elsa protested, "I don't want you to end up like Anna!"

"But Anna is okay!" Jack shot back, "once Hans kisses her the spell will be broken! She'll survive!" Once Jack said the prince's name, Elsa widened her eyes.

"Hans is still in Arendelle?" she asked. Jack nodded.

"Everyone is! They're all stuck there!" Jack explained, "and they nee you! They're scared!"

"But they chased me out!" Elsa said, "they said I was evil!"

"Don't believe them!" Jack encouraged, "what they say doesn't matter! What matters right now is Anna!" Nodding, Elsa, went o help him up, then shrank away.

"Sorry," she said, watching Jack shake as he stood, "I don't want to make it worse." Nodding, Jack clutched his staff tightly. If they wanted to get there fast enough, he would have to fly. But she couldn't touch him….

"Elsa, I need to go on ahead!" Jack shouted over the wind.

"You're flying to Arendelle?!" she exclaimed. He nodded, the wind playing with their hair, pulling and tugging it in every direction.

"I have to if we want to fix this eternal winter!" he yelled as loud as he could, his throat going hoarse. Already, he could feel the ice trickle along his arm, the one that held the staff. Elsa cried out as she watch fit coat the sleeve of his sweater, stopping momentarily at his forearm.

"Please!" Elsa begged, "please be careful! Don't freeze up before you get there!"

"I'll try not to," Jack gave her a sympathetic look. Elsa shook her head, lower lip quivering.

"But-"

"Trust me!" Jack cut her off, "just like Anna did, you have to believe in me!" Before Elsa could say anything, Jack bent his knees, whooping loudly as he pushed off the ground, "Wind! Take me to Arendelle!" His voice echoing, Elsa watched as he disappeared in the storm, and she began to try her best to run, trudging through the ice and snow as best she could.

Because if Jack was right, she could see her sister again.