The Power of Winter 2 (A Jelsa Fanfic Sequel)

Chapter 9

                                                 Evelyn's P.o.V

I sit in the library sipping the hot cocoa that is now cool.  I think about Ben and all the good times we had, unable to feel anything, let alone cry.  I sit on the window seat and look into the garden.  I end up thinking about testing out my new found powers.  I hold out a hand and let snowflakes dance around my palm.

I sigh and return to gazing into the garden when I hear a voice behind me.  "Hi!  I'm Olaf, and I like warm hugs!!"  A small snowman bounds in.

I smile, "Hi, Olaf.  I'm Evelyn."

"I know, everyone talks about you a lot.  They said you were sad." he says, skipping over and climbing onto the space in front of me.

I sigh and look back outside, "I am."

"Well, why?" he asks.

"Me heart is broken.  I had a boyfriend for over two years.  I really loved him, but we broke up."

"If you loved him, why did you break up?"

"He's on the other side of the world.  We won't be able to talk, so we agreed it would be best to just end it so we could move on."

"That's really sad."

"Yeah, I'm not sure how long it will take for me to get over him.  I'm just too sad to do anything, even cry."

"I'd think of it this way.  If you can never talk, what's the point?"

"Yeah, that's how I'm trying to think.  I'm just remembering all of the good times we had together.  He was my first real love.  It could've been worse, but it's still awful."

"Yeah, it is."  I lean my head against the window. "So, if you're Jack and Elsa's kid, where are your powers?" he asks.

I smile, "I just discovered them today."

"Why just today?"

"We think Pitch delayed them when he took me."

"Oh.  How much have you used them?"

I laugh, "Enough to practically freeze my room over.  It's only been when I lost control of my emotions."

"Do you wanna test them out?"

"Yeah, let's go out in the garden."

We get up and go outside.  When we get there, I stand for a while.

"What are you waiting for?" he asks.

"Well, I just don't know what'll happen.  I've never used them willingly, I'm not sure what to do or if I'll be able to stop and control them." I sigh.

"Well, maybe just try a little." he suggests.  I nod and create a small pile of snow, then stop abruptly.

"I don't know how to get rid of it.  Maybe this wasn't a good idea." I say, clutching my hands to my chest.  I feel a little anxiety building up inside me.

"Okay, don't get too worried.  You may cause an eternal winter." he laughs.

"I do know something easy I can do, though." I tell him.

"What is it?" he asks.

"Come here." I say, sitting down.  He walks over and plops down in front of me.  I swirl my hand and make little snowflakes appear.  I feel their coolness dance on my palm.  I try something new and have them move off my palm.  They swirl around my head, then Olaf's.

He looks at them in amazement, "Wow!!  They're do pretty!!"

I giggle.  We sit and play around with the snowflakes, making them do different things.  After a while, mom comes out.

"Evelyn!" she calls.

"Yes?" I reply.

"Oh, there you are." she says, coming over.  My snowflakes disappear and I stand up.  "We're getting ready for dinner." she tells me.

"Okay, I'll be right behind you." I say.

What were you two doing?" she asks, looking at my almost melted pile of snow.

"We were testing out my powers a little." I say shyly.

She smiles, "Be careful when you do."  She turns and goes back in.

"Come on, Olaf." I say, turning and going back in.

I sit down for dinner and eat with everyone else talking.  No one tries to bring me into the conversation, and I'm grateful.  When we finish, I excuse myself to my room.  

A couple minutes later, there's a knock on my door.  "Come in." I say, as usual, sitting on my window seat, looking into the sky.

"The moon is very handsome tonight, isn't he?" dad says.

"I would say beautiful.  I mean, it could be a girl." I reply.

He smiles and sits across from me. I look over at him.

"Honestly, even though I haven't been a father pretty much all of my life, my fatherly instincts kick in a lot." he says.  I smile.  "I wish I could just reverse time and make sure Pitch didn't take you.  I wish I could have all of those days back."

I start to tear up, "I wish I could do he same thing.  Then none of this shock would've happened.  I want my time with you and mom back.  I... I want to be your little girl again."  That's when I start crying. 

Dad comes over and lifts me into his lap.  "You'll always be my little girl.  Nothing will change that." he says softly, stroking my hair.

"I love you, daddy." I cry into his shoulder.

He holds me tighter, "I love you too, Evelyn." he breathes.

Author's Note:

Welp, you can tell that when I wrote this I was going through a rough time.  DA FEELS BRUH!!!  Doctor Who finale though, I'm dead like nooooooo!!!!!   But the interruption in the middle of the credits was great.  Anyway, I'm writing a modern Big Six story right now.  It's gonna be a draft for now, but let me know if I should post it or not.  I may switch it out for an actual story and not just a fanfic.  Okay, please comment, vote and spread the Jelsa!!!  Read/Write on!!!!! <3