Chapter 8 - No Place Like Home

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Elsa POV

Elsa looked around the dark and foggy room, she had no idea where she was but it reminded her of a school or a hospital, a large hallway with doors every few meters. Her feet were making clicking noises against the firm black tiles as she quickly made her way down the hall. She looked down at her feet and saw that she was wearing the most beautiful blue heels with a snowflake just on the top and any icy white gown that stopped just below her knee. At the end of the hall, she saw a pair of large double doors with a line of light coming from the underneath the small crack.

When she entered the room, she felt a strange sense relief spread throughout her whole body. She looked up and saw Jack standing in the middle of the room. He looked like a prince, head up high with certainty. He wore what any prince would wear, a simple blue suit and tie that complimented him. The only difference between the Jack she knew and this one was his fresh snow white hair and cyan blue eyes. At that moment, everything was perfect for Elsa. She walked up to her prince and put her arms around him. He leaned in, she comfortably knew he was about to kiss her.

But suddenly, Jack turned to the side and started coughing. A crimson blotch stained the white tiles of the floor. Blood.

She could smell the metallic scent fill the room as Jack's blood surrounded the two. Horrified by the sight, she knew her prince was dying.

She helped him down and put her cold hand on his back, caressing him. He looked up at her with his beautiful blue eyes, "I love you." he said and took his last breath.

Elsa bolted up on her bed so quickly she almost fell off. She looked at the nightstand with the green characters displaying the time, 3:43 p.m. They arrived home around sunrise so it made sense that she slept until late afternoon.

She looked up at the chair next to her nightstand and noticed Jack sitting there staring at her causing her to nearly scream.

"What are you doing here?" Elsa noticed he changed his clothes. The blue hoodie he was wearing the night before was a now a brown vest, which Elsa thought was a nice change compared to his normal black gear.

"Elinor told me to come up here and get you," Jack said confidentially. "Actually, she offered to wake you up herself, but since you're still tired from yesterday, I figured you'd be less cranky if you had something nice to look at."

"Meaning you?" Elsa said rolling her eyes.

"What else?"

She quickly got ready and head out of her room with Jack.

Walking down the hallway to Elinor's office was a long, silent and awkward one. When they reached the old Victorian elevator, Jack opened the gate carefully.

"Jack," Elsa said when they entered the groaning old elevator.

"Yeah?"

"How did you know Merida and Hiccup would catch me?" Jack looked at her strangely, she didn't know if he knew she was talking about the moment Pitch dropped her.

The elevator stopped at the floor, Jack opened the creaking gate. "I guessed," he said and lazily closed the gate behind him. "They were running to Toothless."

"You guessed?" Elsa said. "You must have been pretty sure considering you could have killed me."

"I was ninety-five percent sure," Jack said, smirking at her as they walked down the dim lit hallway.

"I see," Elsa said.

There must have been something in the way she said this because Jack turned and looked at her. She pulled her hand back and slapped him hard across the face. He stood there, stunned and put a hand on his face, looking more surprised than in pain. "What the hell was that for?"

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