Who do I Want?- A Hiccelsa/Jelsa Fanfiction.

Chapter Fifteen: The Secret is Out

I run upstairs to finish packing my bags. I don't need clothes. I have powers to make them, so I'm good on those. I put in my toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, and etc. I grab the staff from under my bed, and continue carving swirls on it. I've been carving on it for a week. So far, it's beautiful. A few swirls glow blue, and the others look frosted. I hope he likes it. How am I going to hide it and take it with us though.

Suddenly, I hear a knock on my door. I hide the staff under my bed and open the door. Anna is bouncing on her toes.

"Hey sis! I have a question. What're you getting Jack for his birthday?" she says. I smile at her, and pull her inside. I close and lock the door, because Jack and Kristoff are downstairs waiting to leave. I take out the staff from under my bed, and hand it to Anna. Anna's eyes widen.

"Is that the stick that he saved Emma with?" she asks.

"Yeah. Do you think he'll like it?"

"He'll love it!!" We giggle, and something pops into my mind.

"Can you help me hide it and bring it with me?"

"Yea, sure."

"Okay, thank you."

"It should fit on the airplane. I'll take it to the plane while you guys go and pick Emma up." I nod, and she leaves. I walk down the stairs with her, carrying my back.

"About time, what took you so long?" Kristoff said. Anna and I laughed.

"You know, girls. We take years to get ready." Jack chuckles. He takes my hand, and we walk outside. It's still super early. I'm in my pajamas, and I wouldn't be surprised if Emma was still asleep.

We drive off to Jack's house, and the ride was full of talk about Arendelle, and when we're king to get there. He keeps on asking me why we're going there, but I keep telling him the same answer: tourism. He obviously didn't believe it. When we get there, Jack runs inside, and I admire the sunrise for a few minutes. It's beautiful.

Jack walks out with Emma in his arms, and he carries her to the backseat. I smile at them, and then back to the sunrise.

We drive to the airport, and I see Anna give give me a thumbs up. I nod, and smile. We walk onto the plane, and I put in some headphones.

The plane takes off, and my favorite song by Imagine Dragons plays. It's Nothing Left To Say / Rocks. Jack holds my hand, and I close my eyes, listening to the lyrics:

"Who knows how long I've been awake now...

The shadows on my wall don't sleep.

They keep calling me, beckoning beckoning beckoning beckoning.

Who knows what's right?

The lines keep getting thinner.

My age has never made me wise.

But I'm still pushing on and on and on and on

There's nothing left to say now.

There's nothing left to say now.

I'm giving up, giving up, hey, hey, giving up now.

I'm giving up, giving up, hey, hey, giving up now.

There's nothing left to say now.

There's nothing left to say now.

I'm giving up, giving up, hey, hey, giving up now.