Tempest-A Jack Frost and Elsa Fanfiction

Elsa-Chapter 28

Elsa couldn't remember ever being this happy. It was the best dang kiss she'd ever had. Except for that long one after that. And the one after that, and every kiss they'd shared since. She knew she had set the servants' wing on fire with gossip, but she didn't care. For the first time in her life, she felt as though she truly belonged somewhere. And that somewhere was Jack Frost's arms.

Sitting in the library, she combed through the oldest and dustiest books she could find, anything to help her discover how her mother had given Jack his powers. She had asked him to retell the story over and over again, trying to figure out how to replicate it so she could restore his power over winter. But all she had managed so far was dead end after dead end. What was she missing?

"Hey," Jack said, coming into the room with a tray. "I had Mara do me one of the many favors she owes me and stop in the human realm for this."

He set the tray down on one of the tables and pulled the lids off of two containers of chicken noodle soup with a flourish. "Voila. Your favorite."

"You're so sweet," Elsa smiled, wrapping her arms around his waist and giving him a kiss that sent a warm shiver all the way down her spine. "I'm glad you're here, I've been at this for hours with no luck."

Jack squeezed her shoulder comfortingly. Well, at least it was meant to be comforting. Elsa felt as though she was failing him. She didn't have any more answers than she had a week ago when he had lost his powers.

Because of me, she reminded herself. If she hadn't slipped out of the palace, this probably wouldn't have happened.

"You're blaming yourself," Jack chided teasingly. "Stop that."

Elsa felt a small smile forming on her lips at his words. "Okay fine, but I feel like I'm missing something vital and I don't know what it is."

"Come have some soup," Jack prodded, handing her a spoon. "You've been stressing yourself out too much over this."

"Mmm, soup. My favorite."

Both Jack and Elsa whipped around to find Theo, Alyssa, and Mara standing in the library behind them. It was Theo who had spoken, helping himself to Jack's container of soup.

"You weren't going to eat this?" he asked, slurping up some noodles with a grin. Jack rolled his eyes, his nose wrinkling in disgust.

"Not anymore I'm not."

"Good," Theo boomed, his voice like a tree falling in a quiet forest as he clapped Jack on the shoulder. "How's the search going?"

"Terrible," Elsa answered for Jack, rubbing her temples. Theo was always so loud and she worked better in silence. "I've combed through almost the entire library but come up empty."

"We'll find something, Jack," Alyssa simpered, squeezing Jack's arm. Elsa raised her eyebrows at the Spring girl, giving her an icy stare until she blushed and let go, hastily backing away.

"If Jack can't regain his powers, the whole natural order will be thrown out of balance," Mara said, wringing her hands together nervously.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," Jack muttered, casting Mara a glare which she returned with equal fervor. Elsa had never met two more opposite people in her life and it was clear they didn't see eye to eye on a lot of things. Or most things, really.

"There might be a way," Theo said slowly. "It's risky, but it might be worth it."

Elsa looked up hopefully at Theo just as Jack said, "No" with a definite note of finality to it.

"What is it?" she asked, casting an uncertain glance around at the Seasons.

Jack shook his head at Theo, but Theo just rolled his eyes. "She has a right to know, Jack."

"Know what?" Elsa demanded in a frustrated tone. "What aren't you telling me?"

"Theo..." Jack started, a dangerous undercurrent in his voice but Theo spoke anyway, his own voice overpowering Jack's.

"There's a place, I'm not even sure if it's real or not because I've never been there where the first Snow Queen was created. I don't know what's out there, but there's no better place to learn about magic than its original source."

Elsa's eyes widened eagerly as she asked, "Where is it?"

Theo cast a furtive glance at Jack before saying, "East of the sun, west of the moon."

"East of the sun, west of the moon," Elsa repeated wonderingly. East of the sun and west of the moon was as far north as it was possible to go in Ledas. Further than far, more distant than distance could measure, impossible to reach without magic.

"Can we do that?" Elsa asked wonderingly. She had never tested her powers on such a long journey before and Jack, even though he still had some of his powers, wasn't at full strength. "Is it even possible?"

Theo shrugged. "There's only one way to find out. Many have tried before, but no one has been successful."

Elsa glanced at Jack, she was willing to do whatever she had to do to restore his powers to him.

"Elsa," Jack said warningly. "It's a dangerous journey. Ledas just got its queen back, don't throw it away for me."

Elsa rounded on him, her frustration finally reaching breaking point. "If you think there's anything I wouldn't do for you then you're wrong, Jack. I'm going to the place of the first queen, the only question is whether or not you're coming too."

The Seasons all turned to stare at Jack who looked around at them all nervously. "Can I have a few minutes alone with Elsa?" he demanded of the room at large and the Seasons disappeared as quickly as they had come.

"Elsa, it's a dangerous journey and I can't protect you like this," he whispered, his warm brown eyes finding hers and holding them. "I don't want you to get hurt."

Rising up on her tiptoes, Elsa wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him into a sweet, slow kiss that made her toes curl.

"I know you want to protect me," she said softly. "It's one of the things I love about you. But let me fight for you this time, I owe you that much. Please, Jack."

Heaving a deep sigh, Jack said, "No matter what I say, you're not going to change your mind, are you?"

"Nope," Elsa giggled, her eyes sparkling with humor. "It's one of the qualities that makes me so endearing."

Jack let out a snort of derisive laughter. "So irritatingly stubborn is endearing now, is it?"

"It is," Elsa grinned, giving him another kiss. "Pack your bags, Jack Frost. We leave at dawn."