Tempest-A Jack Frost and Elsa Fanfiction

Elsa-Chapter 30

Watching Jack sleep, Elsa brushed his hair away from his forehead, but her fingers paused in the tips of his hair, noticing something she hadn't before in the blinding snow. The tips of Jack's hair were no longer white.

Her heart started beating fast as she studied his face intently. A few lines had appeared around his eyes that hadn't been there before and it dawned on her. Jack hadn't just lost his powers—he was dying.

Elsa's brow furrowed. Jack was over three hundred years old. How long did she have to restore his powers to him? Closing her eyes, Elsa could feel Jack's pulse beneath his skin. It was there but it was weak. What would she do if...?

But she stopped herself before she could finish the thought. It would shatter her if Jack didn't survive this. She had never fully understood the consequences of falling in love with someone immortal until she realized that Jack might not survive. But now she understood fully. Now she understood Jack's reluctance, his hesitation to be with her. Now she comprehended just how painful it would be to lose someone because now she felt terrified she would lose him.

A sudden realization hit her. The fire giants had known exactly what they were doing, taking Jack out. Without him, they could easily breach the seal, which had been fragile enough already, and without him, there would be no winter anywhere which meant that Vatra could subject the other realms easily without fear of frost or cold.

When the first light of morning broke, Elsa shook Jack awake, hoping against hope that they could make it to the place of the first queen in time. If they didn't, she not only failed all the other realms, she also failed Jack. And right now, Jack was all she could think about.

"Come on, get up," she said, silently thanking the overeager chef who had packed them multiple containers of food. "And eat some of this. I'll go get the horses ready.

She stood up to go outside but Jack caught hold of her hand and wouldn't let go until she turned to look at him.

"Hey," he said, those brown eyes that she had fallen in love with warm and gentle on her own. "I'm going to be fine, El. I promise."

Elsa's eyes filled with tears as she knelt down and pulled Jack into a kiss. "Of course you will be because I won't stop until I find a way to heal you."

Smiling sadly, Jack said, "Just remember to prepare yourself. If we can't find a way, I'm going to—"

"Stop!" Elsa cried, burying her face in his shoulder. "Stop it, Jack Frost. Because I can't live without you. I love you too much."

He held her for a few moments, protecting her still even though she was supposed to be the one saving him. "You know, it's really undignified for a queen to be crying this much."

Elsa pulled back to look at him and saw the corners of Jack's eyes crinkling mischievously. The lines had deepened slightly now that he was mortal, but she liked that. It made him look more handsome and mature.

"Oh, shut up," Elsa grinned, laughing in spite of herself. "Eat your breakfast otherwise I might leave you here to save myself the annoyance."

Jack's grin widened as he opened one of the containers of food. "Whatever you say, princess," he teased. "You're the boss."

Elsa stood up again, unsealing the entrance to the cave and stepping outside. The storm still raged but she was able to still it enough to set to work. It had become abundantly clear to her that Jack wasn't in a state to travel on horseback anymore so she began pulling the flurries together, fashioning another, much larger sleigh that would hold both of them and their provisions. She had made the runners on this sleigh extra sharp and smooth so that they would be able to travel quickly because speed was essential at this point. The horses allowed themselves to be led into the harness she had created and she coupled them together, hoping against hope that they would arrive before it was too late.