A few hours later...
Jack
A doctor comes in to get me.
"Is she okay?" I ask.
Instead of answering the question he calls me into a room where an unconscious Elsa lays.
"She's alive," he says. "But barely. She has a punctured lung, along with a broken rib, and she's lost a lot of blood."
"Is there anything you can do?"
"Well, if you're willing to donate some, then she'll probably survive."
"I'll do whatever it takes."
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A few moments later, I am at Elsa's bedside hooked up to an IV that is also hooked up to her.
"You may get a little drowsy after a while," a doctor says.
"That's fine," I say. "Let's just get this over with."
A few seconds later, I see the clear tube on the IV turn a crimson red. I feel my eyes droop. That was fast for me to feel tired. I just let go of the feeling that I have to stay awake and I slip into a deep sleep.
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Elsa
I feel partially awake now. I look over to find Jack asleep in a bed beside mine. Then, I look at a crimson tube that is attached to the both of us. He's giving blood to me. Flashbacks race through my mind of Jack.
He sacrificed a lot for his sister and then instead of Jack whateverhislastnameis, he became Jack Frost. That can only mean one thing: he is immortal.
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Let The Storm Rage On: A Jelsa Fanfic
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