NCIS: Arendale

Chapter 19

*Elsas POV*

Jack is here. He's really here! He also knows. No one moves with Jack standing there, ready to fire at anyone who tries to attack him or me.

"I said. Step away from the queen. Now!" I flinch. So does Hans for the first time tonight. "Keep your hands in the air."

"Jack be careful, the-"

"Hey! Shut up!" A guard yells, then he slaps me across the face. Maybe I could get out of this now, and help Jack with these guys. "Keep your hands off of her." Jack says, his face full of anger.

"Oh yeah. What are you going to do about it pretty boy?" He spreads his arms out. Opening his body out for attack.

"Seeing as I'm going to arrest you anyway..Maybe I'll hit you and get it over with."

"Do it. Do it now. Or do you want your precious queen to die?" Before I know it, Pitch has a knife held against my neck. So close that if I move forward I'll die.

I hadn't even realized he was so close. This must have been the plan all along. "Woah Pitch what are you doing? This wasn't part of the plan." It's Hans who speaks.

"The plan was to convince Elsa to marry you at any cost."

"I didn't want her to die before I got the chance. When were you going to tell me about this?"

"Never. Me and your men agreed to have a key sentence to say in case anyone found her." Pitch looks back at Jack. He looks afraid to make a single move.

"And, we have a visitor. An NCIS agent, to make things even better...He's the queens lover boy." Jack doesn't deny any of Pitches words.

"We're not lovers, we just-" He presses the knife closer, Jack moves forward an inch. "Yes yes I know. You only kiss and tell each other how much you love each other. Hate to break it to you, but that's the definition of one."

When neither of us deny it, Pitch smiles and starts to laugh. No one besides Pitch has even made a sound. "It is true then! You love him." He laughs again.

"Well that just makes things a lot more fun for me doesn't it?" He laughs again. Although I can't see him, I can bet that he's smiling that twisted grin of his.

Jack doesn't seem as confident anymore. He's lowering his gun. I try shaking my head no without Pitch noticing.

Hans is backing away with his guards slowly enough that Jack doesn't notice. I wrap the chain around my hand so that I have a grip on it. Jacks eyes go to me.

"I hope you've both said your, 'I love yous', because this is the last time you will see each other." I take my opportunity and hit him across the head with the nail on the end.

He moves the knife away from me, screaming in pain and holding his hand against his face. I'm able to get a few feet away from him. My left hand is still stuck so I can't move.

Pitch moves his hand away from his face. He seethe's at me. There's a long cut on his face. Starting from his forehead to his chin.

It's ruff, jagged and bloody. Hans and the others take off running. "Jack get them!" I yell. Jack focuses on him and runs after them.

I turn my attention to Pitch again. "You've doomed yourself my dear."

"I think that I can handle myself. The proof is as plain as the scar on your face." His hand goes to his face again. He gives a low growl. "But you're still stuck...and that means I'm going to enjoy killing you."

He lunges for me again. I move out of the way and pull against the chain so that I can run away. Pitch gets out his knife again, he swings it back and forth.