Born of Cold (6) We Finally Meet...

Jack's mouth fell open, he was so confused! He looked behind himself, wondering if she was talking to someone else, but he turned, only to see a glittering back wall.

"Excuse me?" Elsa said quietly. "Hello?" She snapped her lily white fingers at him, pulling him out of his trance and staring back at the blue clad girl. She had her arms crossed, her finger tapping her forearm. She was obviously expecting an explanation. Jack kept staring, his blue eyes in hers, not wanting to look away. She posed, her hip jutted out slightly with her arms still crossed, her head tilted in an annoyed expression. "Well?" She asked impatiently. "Would you mind telling me who you are and what you're doing in MY home?" He stammered, like his tongue was made of clay.

"I-I, uh... I'm... Jack..." The winter spirit thought over his answer. Jack. Yeah, right. Great first impression, Frost... This gorgeous girl with ice powers can SEE you, and you STUTTER. Elsa, however, looked at him curiously.

"Jack? Okay, Jack. What are you doing here?" Elsa asked politely, but not like how the queen of Arendelle would have asked. More like a normal girl would've asked, while trying to be polite.

"I.... Well-uh... You-you see... I saw your coronation!" He blurted out. Elsa's face dropped into an expression of pure shock. Jack's hands clapped over his mouth as he desperately tried to take back what he'd said. His eyes took on pure horror, but the shock on Elsa's face began to melt away.

"Ah." She said simply. "So, you saw what happened with my sister and I." Jack was even more confused. She was scarily calm about all this. He felt like he had seen this before. When she was the Queen of Arendelle.

"Uh... Yeah. Yeah, I did." Jack said, still shocked.

Elsa turned away from him quickly. "And you've come to bring me back to Arendelle as some sort of monster." She stated coolly.

"What!? No, no!" He yelled, trying to amend his mistake. "I just came up to make sure you were okay. Also to commend you. This place is breathtaking..." He breathed, staring at the chandelier above them, which from below, looked like an elaborate snowflake.

Elsa smiled softly at the ice around her, and then her eyes landed on the boy in front of her. She examined him carefully, committing each detail to memory. His eyes were the bright blue of a midday summer sky, with a childish and mischievous light to them. His hair was the color of moonlight. The paleness of his tall, slender form could only be compared to the first, fine snow of the winter. He wore a deep, midnight blue sweater with a hood and pockets, with frost around the collar and waistline. Along with tan pants bound at the ankles with twine, no shoes, carried a long, shepherd's crook in the shape of a G and had a soft brown satchel slung over his left shoulder. He was very handsome...

Jack, however, quickly caught on to what she was doing. He looked at her curiously, a smirk on his face as he noticed that she was watching him.

"Something troubling you, Your Highness?" Jack smirked.

Elsa looked away, trying to hide the blush that was brushing along her cheekbones. "It's your Majesty, now. You should know. You were there."

Jack smiled at her, but then looked at her gently. "Are you going back?"

Elsa's blush faded, her small, soft smile vanished into the cold, thin air. "No. Never. This is where I belong. I can't go back." She looked at the ice floor, her expression crestfallen. Jack had seen her gorgeous smile. He'd do anything to keep it on her face.

Jack's gentle look returned, but this time, giving her a smile. He tilted his head up to face her. He stared into her ice blue eyes, that smile on his face becoming infectious as she lightly smiled at him.

"Hey, you wanna have some fun?" That mischievous glint returned, making Elsa both scared and very excited. Jack's smile turned into a grin and he led her out the balcony doors. "Come on!" He called excitedly, pulling her out into the sunlight.

"Where are we going?" She asked confused. She didn't resist him, she continued to follow him onto the balcony, her curiosity getting the better of her. Jack smiled at her and jumped over the side of the balcony. Elsa ran to him quickly, but not quick enough. She yelled over the railing for him, just in time to see him shoot up.

"Calm down, Els! I'm okay!" He laughed at Elsa, whom had stumbled backwards, shock playing on her features. Elsa stared at Jack, who was floating in midair above her.

"You... You're..." Jack laughed again.

"You think that's cool? Watch this!" He threw his staff up in the air and caught it above his head, letting blue, shocking light fly over the horizon. Elsa staggered backwards again, completely lost for words. He could fly. He could create ice.

He was just like her.

She wasn't alone.