A Jelsa Story(Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

"What? But I…" Elsa trailed off, in fear of sounding crazy.

"I know, I know," Anna hushed her. "We've decided to head on to Finland but you are to see a doctor first thing. If that's alright with you, of course."

"Yes, yes that would be best. I really think I just need rest at the moment." Elsa's head was throbbing, and hitting her head on the deck would explain that. She quickly rushed to her quarters below deck as a slight flurry began in the room. Who was Jack? Why did he seem so real? There were far too many things rushing through her mind, but as she laid her head down on the pillow, the thoughts slowed to a complete stop, and in that moment she could almost swear that she saw thick black sand rising up in the corners of her room. When she reopened her eyes, she was staring up at an orange sky and soft snow fell all around her. She sat up and looked around. She was in Arendelle. She spotted Jack off a little ways, hovering over something. She slowly got to her feet and moved to stand directly behind him. "What are you staring so hard at?"

Jack quickly spun at the sound of her voice. "Well sleeping beauty, do you see that shiny ice castle set into the side of the mountain?"

"Mhmmm." Elsa replied, a small smirk playing at her lips as she folded her arms across her chest. "It's funny that you mention that."

Jack frowned. "What's so funny about it?"

Elsa motioned him closer, and he lowered to the ground, standing so close to her that she could feel his cool breath on her cheeks. She leaned close and whispered in his ear, "I built it."

Jack leaned back and stared at her in surprise before throwing his head back and laughing. "Yeah, right. Good one." He began to walk off toward the castle.

Elsa's smile grew as she created a snowball in the palm of her hand and hit him right in the back of his head. He froze but didn't turn. She walked up to him and gently grabbed him by the shoulder, turning him to face her. She got up on her tiptoes as if to kiss him and created a small snowflake in her palm. Jack reached out his hand and added his own touch to the snowflake. "What is your last name?" Elsa asked breathlessly.

Jack let out a small gasp as he whispered, "Frost." Jack dared to look down into Elsa's eyes, and they were filled with an awestruck look that mirrored his own. He wasn't alone, for once he didn't have to be alone.

Suddenly Elsa turned on her heel and headed toward the castle.

"Where are you going?" Jack asked as he trailed after her.

"You want to see the inside, don't you?" Elsa called back.

Jack ran after her and picked her up bridal style, sending them both soaring through the air.

While Jack concentrated on flying, Elsa carefully studied his face. Although he looked to be her age, there was this child-like innocence about him. He seemed very young, but she could tell by his eyes that he had seen a lot. "How old are you?" Elsa asked thoughtfully.

He looked up at the sky, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. "I honestly don't know exactly. I'm frozen at eighteen, but I'm immortal and once you've been around for so long, you lose count."

"You're immortal?" Elsa stared at him in wonder. "That must be amazing."

"It's very lonely." Jack looked very sad for a moment but quickly pulled it back together.

"Why is it lonely?" Elsa asked, feeling genuinely sorry for him.

"Eventually, everyone you've ever known dies. And you go on forever with no end in sight..."