Perverted Quadruplets (Jelsa)

Tourist Guides Part 2 - By melantha123

A/N: Fruit salad with lots of lemons O_O

POV Jack

“Spread your legs mister,” the lady ordered me and I groaned. I leaned my hands into wall as a male security guard started going through my body. First he went through each leg and then they made me spread my arms, I rolled my eyes as they went through my chest and hands.

“It seems that you don’t got anything dangerous on you,” the man said and I rolled my eyes.

“I told you that already,” I mumbled. This is just a great slow down. I just want to get out from this freaking airport.

“Next some questions,” the lady said and grabbed to my arm. The man carried my bag and they dragged me into some office. Great. Perfect.

“Jackie Overland?” the woman said and raised her eyes from the papers.

“J-A-C-K-S-O-N,” I replied. “Why everyone mistakes me as Jackie, it’s a girls name,” I sighed as I sat on a chair.

“Well, Mr Overland,” the lady coughed and pushed her glasses better on her nose. I rubbed my temples.

“Listen, the flight was long and I have a place to be. Could we get this over with?” I exhaled.

“Just answer these questions and then you might be let go into the country,” the lady smiled.

Wait, what. MIGHT?

My forehead started sweating cold sweat and I felt uneasy. I sure didn’t get this back pain and sleepless night for to be send back to USA!

“Name,” the woman asked.

“Jackson Overland.”

“Reason to travel?”

“Work and fun. I’m going to be a tourist guide in a city,” I smiled.

“What type of guide?”

“Uh.. well some winter sports at mountain side. My girlfriend lives here,” I rubbed my neck.

“How long journey?” She asked blankly.

“Four months but I hope that I could move in here one day,” my cheeks heated up.

“Alright, that will do Mr. Overland. Welcome to Norway,” the lady smiled and stood up. She accompanied me to the door.

Finally I got out from the customs and into area where people are welcoming their family members as they arrive to country. I look around me and I threw my bag better over my shoulder.

Then I saw her and I started to run through the crowd.

“Elsa!” I yelled as I jumped to left to avoid a collision with and old man. I continued running and then her eyes met mine. She waved her hand to me and chuckled a bit. It made me smile. It has been months since I saw her last time, when we left from Philippines. It took me some time to arrange my journey here.

“Heyyy,” I laughed as I bumped onto her, quickly I raised her up and spin us around. She was laughing.

“Hej,” Elsa grinned and wrapped her arms around my neck. She gave me one long kiss and I smiled through it.

Suddenly I heard some coughing.

I let Elsa down and I stare at a girl, she has her strawberry blonde hair in two braids, hanging on each side of her head. She is staring at me fiercely with her blue eyes, slightly different shade from Elsa’s.