The Invisible (Jelsa)

Chapter LIX

"Elsa! Elsa!" Elsa turned to see Jamie waving her down. It had been nearly a year since her return, and things had never been so wonderfully swell.

"Yes, Jamie?" She asked.

"Hey, is it true that you're going back there today?" He asked, slyly referring to the place Elsa had taken Jack after her re-arrival. Giving it a name seemed so pointless, almost anything that could be used to describe it would not have nearly sufficed. Besides, most people knew what they were talking about anyway.

"Nash is. They want to tell everyone the good news." She said, "But Jamie, even if you wanted to go, you couldn't. I wouldn't risk taking a mortal there. You may not come back like you are." Jaime gave a long sigh. 'Like you are' meant...dead. It was difficult for Elsa to force that word out though.

"I already know that, Elsa." He huffed, "I just...wanted to see if they could find someone there?" He asked, a forlorn expression appearing on his face. Elsa touched his shoulders softly. It was easy to see this boy as her nephew, he was quite easy to love.

"Ah, Dominique." She surmised after a moment. Jamie tried to look strong, but Elsa saw a tear on the edge of his eyes. She wiped it away in a motherly fashion. Who needed more children when she had Jaime and Sophie- now 14 and aware of this place- to look after like her own?

Jamie ran a large hand through his hair. "I mean, I'm going back for her funeral but -Dom, I mean, Cupcake was..." He sighed, his shoulders falling.

"She was special to you." Elsa guessed without having him to speak it out loud, "Was she...?"

"She used to pick on me, when we were kids. She picked on everyone. I always thought she was really brave, though. She didn't take anything from no one!" Jamie chuckled, "She really grew up, in high school." Jamie reminisced, "Had I been a little more courageous...I always sort of loved her." He admitted, "I want her to know."

"Maybe she already does." Elsa said with a smile, "Girls can be quite perceptive."

"I know, I know. But it's just not fair." He now lamented, fully engulfed in sorrow, "Why, of all people, did she have to be the one in the passenger seat of that car? Why did no one else die from the crash? Why!" He grit his teeth, "Elsa can you...please-,"

"I cannot go back in time to save her." Elsa guessed and Jamie's whole expression just fell right from his face, "It was meant to happen like this." She murmured.

"I don't care." Jamie whimpered, "I just want her back."

"Why don't you go and talk to Nash? He's taking Zur back today, and if he knows what she means to you, he can be sure to send her right on instead of having to wait." She said. Jamie's face filled with horror.

"You mean without me, she might be waiting in purgatory?" He leapt up, "Nash? NASH!" He called, scrambling away.

Elsa frowned for him, she felt deeply moved by his pain. Jamie could have any girl he wanted. From what Jack had described of his companion they called 'cupcake', she had been brawny, large, and and was made fun of her for so called 'ugliness'. Jack had also commented he hadn't been back to Burgess to check up on them, so perhaps she had blossomed as Jamie had claimed. Either way, it was hard to watch her nephew in so much pain.

Nash would take good care of her, though. He was perhaps the most caring Death that had been in position in a long time.

Azura had gone back with her mother and Nash and her father to the place not long after they had spent Christmas with Ingrid and Elsa's descendants. Nash had an even easier time going there, as it was the better of the two places people could be sent. Zur and Nash were regulars there, although time always did seem a bit funky when they went- once they were gone for ten minuets and had claimed to have spent three days there. Once they were gone for a week and said that it had only been an hour or two.