'You may already be aware of some of your powers, but from what you and the Man in the Moon have told me, I think you need to work on control,' Jack Frost explained as he paced left to right and left again across Elsa's bedroom floor with his staff in his hand. The door was closed giving the illusion that Elsa was asleep. The window was open, allowing moonlight and a soft breeze to circulate the room.

Elsa sat cross legged on her bed, watching him and was reminded of a similar scene from her childhood. Jack Frost had the air of a tutor about him and when Elsa was being educated as a child, she froze her tutor's teeth. She bit back a grin at the thought. She had made it clear to Jack that she was still angry at him and didn't want him to think otherwise.

Jack came to a stop and held his staff behind his back, turning to face Elsa.

'Show me what you can do,' he commanded.

Elsa rose from her bed and strode to the middle of the room. Jack flopped belly-down onto her mattress and stared at her in an intense way. He tried to make is interest in her purely professional but he couldn't help but notice the way the moonlight highlighted Elsa's profile and shone in her hair. He shook the thought from his mind, reminding himself that she was purely off limits to him.

Elsa stood in the centre of the room, facing Jack Frost, her hands clenched. She tried to suppress the nerves fluttering around in her stomach. What if she lost control? She's make herself look like a fool. The insides of her palms began to sweat and it took every ounce of self-control not to wipe them on her dress. She decided to play it safe for the moment and recreate the scene from her childhood, before Anna was hit with her ice.

Taking a deep breath and refusing to acknowledge Jack's eyes that seemed to burn into her soul with their stare, Elsa held her hands out before her. Her palms started to shake and her heart pumped faster. She waved her left hand in a small circular motion above her right and felt the thrill of using magic flow through her veins as she created a snow ball.

Little specks of blue magic fell from the snow ball and Elsa exhaled in relief and smiled. Jack Frost sat up, intrigued by her display. He could tell she was nervous, obviously anyone would be after what she went through. But he felt she was holding back. This girl had extraordinary power. If she was scared to craft a small snow ball, how was she ever going to reach her full potential?

'Impressive,' he commented, making sure his voice didn't sound too impressed. He wanted her to be a little annoyed with him. He had a plan stirring in his mind. 'Is that all you can do?'

Elsa's smile faded. Even though she knew she was capable of more, she was proud of herself. After she had thawed Arendelle, there was still a small part of her that was afraid of losing control again. She hadn't used her ice powers much since. Being able to craft a simple snow ball without losing control was a big deal for her.

Elsa shot Jack a look of annoyance and continued with her display. She summoned all the power within her, relishing the tingling high that came with using her powers, and shot streams of snow from her hands, covering the room and creating a white blanket.

Jack nodded, impressed and turned to Elsa to give her the next task but what he saw took the words from his mouth. Streams of snow were still flowing from Elsa's palms and didn't look like they were going to stop anytime soon. Elsa's face shifted from joy to fear in a matter of seconds and Jack knew she wasn't doing this on purpose.

The snow piled higher and higher around Elsa's feet, then her legs then her hips. She was standing waist deep in snow. Her heart pumped fearfully. She couldn't stop her power. Jack Frost flew into the air to avoid being buried. Elsa's breathing quickened and she tried to control her power. The snow was covering three quarters of her body now.

She screamed out in fear. 'Jack I can't control it. Help me,' she pleaded looking at him.

Jack looked down at Elsa. Any more time and she'd be buried alive. Jack heard footsteps in the hall, followed by the sounds of voices saying 'what's happened?' 'Is the Queen alright?' 'What was that scream?'

The door jiggled, trying to be opened. 'Your majesty, are you alright?' a voice asked from outside. Elsa's eyes widened in fear. 'I'm fine,' she replied. 'Just had a bad dream.' Elsa looked at Jack, her eyes practically begging. 'Jack,' she mouthed and Jack knew he had to save her. She truly couldn't control it.

Jack knew he'd pushed too far. He'd gotten her emotions too worked up. He now knew she couldn't control it if her emotions were spiralling out of control. He had to get her somewhere safe so she could calm down.

Jack plunged his hands into the snow and grabbed Elsa around the waist. He flew upwards and she let out a little scream which was accompanied by concerned voices coming from outside the door.

Jack flew out the window with Elsa's magic leaving a trail as snow fell down onto the city of Arendelle.

'Fly up the mountain,' Elsa told him. 'It's all covered in snow so we won't be noticed there.'

Jack changed direction and flew towards the mountains. Soon enough he could see their snow covered ground.

As Arendelle grew smaller and smaller, Elsa felt her heart rate lessening and her power calming. Elsa felt her feet sink into the mountain snow as the last of her magic faced away. She exhaled in relief and sank into the snow.

Jack dropped his staff and joined her, running a hand through his hair is exasperation as he exhaled.

They were silent for a moment, Elsa avoiding his gaze, embarrassed that she lost control. Jack sensed her mood and didn't know how to begin. He became all too aware of the short distance between them and turned his back to her, as if by doing so would create a wall.

'Sorry,' Elsa apologised softly, not looking at him. 'I guess I lost control.'

'It's okay,' Jack said. 'It wasn't your fault. I pushed you too much.'

An awkward silence fell between them, broken only briefly by the natural sounds of the wind howling in the mountain air. Elsa busied herself by drawing patterns in the snow with her finger.

'At least we know what you have to work on,' Jack joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Elsa laughed softly, a brief smile touching her face and a slight shake of her head.

Jack shook himself and focused on the task at hand. He jumped up, grabbing his staff and moving to stand directly in front of her.

'Okay,' he began. Elsa's head snapped up and she gave him her full attention, abandoning her drawing. 'You have control issues but that's okay. I can fix that. I've noticed that you lose control when you get scared or angry, when you get so worked up your emotions spiral out of control. When you are calm or happy, you can keep it in.'

'Love will thaw,' Elsa interjected recalling how she thawed Arendelle.

'Exactly,' Jack said, clicking his fingers and pointing at her in the classic movie type way that caused Elsa to smile and give a little laugh. Jack felt a small victory. His humour and charm wasn't lost on her yet. 'Controlling your powers takes intent. When you get emotional, you lose control on your intent. Intent controls magic. If you intend for something to happen, it will. That is the key to controlling your powers.'

'But that sounds too easy,' Elsa argued, standing up brushing snow off her dress. 'It can't be that simple. I wanted the snow to stop back in the castle but it didn't.'

'That's because you didn't truly intend for it to stop. You wanted it, yes, but you couldn't grasp your intent because you were mad, then scared. You lost your intention of making the snow stop. Does that make sense?' Jack Frost asked. He was having trouble explaining what he wanted to say.

Elsa nodded slowly, taking in his explanation and analysing it. Jack could practically see her brain working to process what he had said. 'I think so,' Elsa replied.

'That's all I need,' Jack said. Elsa allowed a small smile to show on her face before repressing it. She couldn't allow Jack to see that he made her laugh. She couldn't allow herself to fall for him. She knew his type, a funny guy that could have any girl he wanted. The type of guy who was a player. Using his charm to get what he wanted, only to leave you broken hearted once he did.

'Let's get you home,' Jack said, bringing Elsa back from her thoughts. 'After all, you have a room to thaw.'

He walked towards her, his arms encircling her waist and lifting her into the sky. Elsa clutched his staff and studied the scene below, trying to distract herself from the lack of distance between them. Trying not to notice how she could feel his heart beat against her back, the way he held her, pressing her body close to his.

They landed on her window still and Elsa surveyed the room before her. Almost the entire room was covered in white.

'Remember,' Jack whispered in her ear, taking his staff from her. 'Intent is everything.'

'Love will thaw,' Elsa whispered back.

'Exactly,' Jack replied.

Elsa breathed in deeply, calming her thoughts. Jack watched as she spread her hands out beside her, stretching her fingertips apart as far as they would go. She leaned back slightly and Jack flew behind her, pressing his hand to her back softly to prevent her from falling.

Filling herself with intent, Elsa imagined what the room would look like when she was done. Imagining the snow lifting and vanishing. When she was ready, Elsa raised her hands slowly, lifting the snow with her. She lifted her hands to above her head, joining them and therefore joining the snow into one big snow ball. With a quick flourish of her hands, spreading his fingers as wide as they could go, the snow disappeared, leaving tiny specks of blue magic floating around her room, disappearing just before they hit the ground.

A huge smile broke onto Elsa's face. She'd done it. She looked to Jack, seeing his stunned face. He couldn't believe how quickly she's mastered the intent. Well, maybe mastered is the wrong word. He'd have to test her more to make sure.

'I did it!' Elsa exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck, unable to contain her excitement. She felt her feet leave the ledge as she thrust her body towards his. Caught momentarily by surprise, Jack fumbled a little before wrapping his arms around her waist, returning her hug and keeping her from falling.

'You did,' Jack replied, smiling at her.

Elsa chuckled slightly, becoming silent as her gaze found his. She stared into his eyes for a moment. Jack stared back, taking in the beautiful woman floating in his arms, her body pressed so tightly against his, held there by her arms around his neck.

Elsa felt Jack's strong arms holding her against him. She stared into his gaze and the world felt like it was slowing down. She felt connected to Jack in ways she couldn't explain. She shook herself from and quickly averted her gaze, breaking the momentary spell that had fallen upon them.

Jack cleared his throat and set her down inside her room. 'Well done,' he said.

'Thank you,' Elsa replied, unable to look at him. She knew what she had felt, an undeniable attraction to him, but she was uncertain as to if he felt the same way. Awkwardness descended upon them.

Jack hovered in the air, unable to look at Elsa. He'd felt an amazing attraction towards her but was uncertain if she'd felt it too. He didn't know what to say 'See you tomorrow night,' he said.

'Yep,' Elsa replied softly, as he left.