"Elsa! ELSA!" Anna screamed after her as she fled the palace and Arendelle. She had no idea where she was going or how she was going to get there she just ran.

Blasts of frigid wind beat her from all sides but she continued to run. Not once looking behind her.

How could Anna find love so easily when she could barely give someone a hug? Why was she the one that was wrong. Weird. Dangerous. How could she possibly be related to such a picture perfect princess such as Anna? Anna would be a much better choice for queen. She and Hans could rule together and be happy. Arendelle would flourish.

There is no use in going back. They are probably celebrating now that I am gone. She told herself slowing her run to a walk. She wasn't sure when it had started to snow but she was surrounded by it. She looked at her one bare hand and instinctively wrapped her cloak around it the words conceal don't feel echoing through her mind. Bringing up thoughts of her father. He would be so disappointed in her. not only did she reveal her powers but she almost hurt Anna in doing it.

Elsa collapsed into the snow and choked back a sob. She couldn't hold it in any longer. She missed them. She missed them so much. She was tired of being the good girl. Of always doing what she was told and never letting anyone see the real her, but she couldn't just let go. How do you blatantly disobey the last instructions your father ever gave you? How? Conceal. Don't feel. She told herself. Over and over she whispered it willing herself to push back her emotions and hide.

She stood and straightened her dress before she continued into the mountains. She walked for hours upon hours. She had absolutely no clue how far she had gone or how long she had been gone for, and she found that she didn't care. She was alone for the first time in forever. No one asking if she was alright. No one reminding her to be good. She didn't have to be proper. She didn't have to be good. No one would know right?

"Hey… what's wrong?" Elsa gasped and spun around searching for the owner of the voice. Standing no more than five feet to her right was a boy with hair whiter than hers. He wore a strange parka type cloak and was leaning against a tall wooded staff. He looked completely taken aback by her turning to him.

"Who are you?" she asked with the regal tone she had mastered over the years.

"You can see me?" was his only response.

"Do I look stupid? You are standing right in front of me! How could I not see you?"

"Most people don't…"

"You never answered my question. Who are you?"

"Jack Frost. You never answered mine. What's Wrong?"

"Jack Frost is a myth."

"You obviously don't think so."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You couldn't see me if you didn't believe."

Elsa laughed. This boy was crazy. He actually thought he was Jack Frost. But at the same time Elsa wondered if it was such a stretch. She had powers… why couldn't someone else? "Do you know who I am?" she asked timidly.

"I know you're a girl who looks like she needs a friend."

"I'm Elsa. Queen Elsa now I suppose…. Who knows maybe it is just Elsa again… I wonder if they can do that?" she rambled.

"What's a queen doing in the mountains in the middle of the night? And aren't you cold? "

"My people don't want someone like me to be queen… my sister will take over. And the cold never really bothered me…"

Jack smiled at her and took a step forward holding out his hand "You wanna see something amazing?" Elsa was startled by his sudden giddy energy. He could barely stand still. She reached out her gloved hand and placed it in his. He gave her a questioning look as to why she only had one glove but said nothing.

Jack turned and ran holding Elsa in one hand and his staff in the other. They ran only a few feet before he raised his staff and the pair took to the sky. Jack let out a whoop of excitement and Elsa a scream.

"What are you DOING?" she yelled "and HOW?

Jack just flashed her a toothy grin and took them to the highest peak of the tallest mountain. "You may say you don't believe I'm jack frost but if I weren't could I do this?" he questioned as he swept his staff over the snow, freezing it with flowery lace like patterns. Elsa gasped. He was like her. she covered her mouth and stared at the beautiful intricacy if the ice until jack tapped her shoulder and whispered "look" before holding out his hand and producing a perfect beautiful singular snowflake.

"How do you do that? How do you have that much control of it?" she wondered aloud

"I've always been able to do it. Control took a little practice but not too long."

"I've been practicing my whole life and I have never had that kind of control. I freeze everything I touch!" she was giddy with excitement at this point. Finally someone who could help her! she didn't have to hide!

Jack looked very confused. He had no idea that anyone could have powers like his. "I don't really think it works like that…I thought I was the only one? Are you sure you can actually freeze stuff? Its not you're your imagination?"

"does it seem like I would lie to you?" she murmured as she shakily raised her naked hand and shot a small flurry of snow towards the nearest tree. A nervous giggle escaped her lips as she repeated the process, then with the flick of her wrist she made the smallest snowman. He sat in the center of her palm and was no more than two inches high. She lifted her small creation to show jack. "see?"

Jacks eyes went wide and he let out another shout of happiness. He swept her into his arms and gave her the grandest of bear hugs. "I thought I was alone" he whispered. Elsa gasped "Me too…"