A/N: Hey guys! Here's the latest update. If things go to plan the next chapter is definitely a Jesla chapter.
Chapter 11- Split
Jack left early the next morning. It wasn't hard finding his way back to the small apartment that he and Hans had made into their hide out. As he drew closer, he could hear the loud lady upstairs singing off key again. Yup, this was the right place.
Jack reached the door but stopped just before he turned the knob. How was he going to explain the party to Hans? How was he going to face him?
"Back again?"
Jack jumped. He turned to see Hans the fisherman holding a few fish and dragging his row boat behind him.
"You're not mad, are you?" Jack asked as he leaned against his staff. He gave a sweet, innocent smile.
Hans shrugged. "Come inside. We have a lot to catch up on." He walked past Jack and opened the door.
"I see you got your staff again." Hans said as Jack followed him inside. Hans put the boat down in the small living room before going to dump the fish on a rickety table.
"Yeah, I couldn't part with it." Jack said.
"Figured. The window flew opened and that thing-" he nodded towards the staff "-just went flying out. It almost hit me."
Jack smiled sheepishly. "Sorry about that."
"What took you so long?" Hans asked.
"Well, I, you know-"
Hans slammed his hands on the table, making Jack jump.
"No games. You saved her, didn't you?" Hans started to walk towards Jack. "Why?" He asked through gritted teeth.
Jack gulped. By now, Hans had cornered him to the wall. "I-"
"And no lies!" Hans said.
Jack didn't answer right away. When he did, his playful demeanor had turned into one of complete seriousness. He stood up straighter and lifted his chin. "I did it because I love her."
Hans rolled his eyes and went back to the table to sort out the fish.
"When, when I look at her I, I don't know. I've never felt like that before." Jack continued, somewhat getting lost in his own thoughts.
Hans just shook his head. He knew this would happen but he had to take the chance. If you want to do it right, you have to do it yourself.
"There has to be some other way. You can talk to-"
"Talk to them? Hans turned around. "Do you realize how dangerous-"
"They're not dangerous!" Jack interrupted. "I've met them. Anna would never hurt anyone much less Elsa."
Now Jack was face to face with Hans. Hans looked into the boy's blue eyes. "I know them too and let me tell you"-Hans jabbed his index finger at Jacks chest-"they're not who they say they are. I knew I could never trust you. Now get out."
Hans went back to his work on the table. Jack clenched his fist and turned to leave.
As he reached for the door knob he turned around. "I think you're wrong. You can't kill them; it's not the right way to deal with this."
Hans didn't turn around. "It's not your concern anymore."
"A real prince wouldn't-"
"I said leave!" Hans whipped around. There was a moment of silence between them.
"I honestly don't know what I was thinking before but I don't want any part of it." Jack finally said. "And I'm not going to let you hurt them."
And with that Jack parted ways, closing the door behind him.