Nope. I was wrong. It just got worse.

Anna examined the ice with a look of shock and wonder on her face. Kristoff had run over to her and asked if she was okay.

"I'm…fine. Perfectly okay. Wow…" Anna ran her hand over the ice as Kristoff walked over to Jack, who was slowly backing away from the two of them, his arm in front of his face. "I assume that's why you didn't want me to touch you. Right?" Kristoff said as he squatted down a few feet away from Jack.

Moving his arm, Jack looked at Kristoff and slowly nodded. "I…I can't…help it. If someone tries to touch me…it just happens…" You may want to start thinking about how the hell we're going to get out of here. Just a thought. Jack frowned and wished he could scold the Voice without actually talking.

Anna came up behind Kristoff and whispered; "We should probably fetch Elsa. You go, I'll stay with Jack." Kristoff nodded and left the room. Anna sat back down on the couch in front of the fire and motioned Jack to come sit next to her. Jack cautiously approached, to the Voice's annoyance. You TRUST this girl? What the hell is wrong with you? Have you learned nothing in the last twelve years? Jack merely ignored the Voice. Despite its good points, he DID trust this Anna. He couldn't explain it, but he knew inside that she wouldn't ever try and hurt him on purpose.

"So. You have ice powers." She said in a matter-of-fact voice when he sat down on the other end of the couch. Jack nodded. "And I'm assuming you have no control over them….whatsoever." Another nod. "Have you had them your whole life?" At this, Jack became as still and silent as a statue. Sensing she may have touched on a sensitive issue, Anna moved on.

She asked him little things. How old was he? Where was he from? Why was he alone? Jack answered most of these questions in a small voice with short sentences. After around thirty minutes, the door opened again and revealed another woman, with platinum blonde hair that was tied in braid, and sky blue eyes. She looked at the ice, then the boy, then Anna.

The woman walked over and knelt down in front of Jack, staring into his eyes. Without a word, she reached out for Jacks forehead, at which he let out a small cry and pulled back. The woman pressed on, and sure enough, with another crackle and a flash, ice prevented her from getting closer than six inches to Jack. The ice didn't seem to come from anywhere, merely forming around where her hand was going and continuing if she tried from another angle.

She stood up and walked over to the window and looked outside, letting out a sigh. Only then did Jack notice her dress. It was light blue, and it sparkled in a way only ice could. He stood up and walked over to her, staring in wonder at the beauty of the dress made of ice. He saw the light reflecting off of it in the different angles, making it sparkle and shine. He looked at the woman and said; "You have ice powers too. Don't you?"

The woman didn't answer at first. But after a minute, he saw the ghost of a smile playing upon her face as she spoke in a soft voice. "Yes. I do."

Jack pondered on this fact for a moment. All his life he had assumed that ice was uncontrollable, like a mountain lion or a massive grizzly. What did this woman have that he didn't?

The woman looked at him again, and said; "My name is Elsa. And…I think I can help you."

Jack wasn't so sure about that. He looked over at Anna, who smiled and nodded encouragingly. Her, at least, he could trust. He hoped. "I'm Jack."

…

Three months later, Jack was living at Castle Arendelle. That day, the Queen had set him up with a room at the castle. He was never much inclined to leave the room, seeing as people brought him food if he asked nicely, and it was warm. He was used to the silence and the lack of company.

Since that day, he had not seen or heard of the Queen. She said she would help him, but he wasn't quite sure what that meant. Since that day, he had only spoken with one person outside the staff. That was the Princess Anna. They talked for almost the whole day when she did visit, which wasn't often. After all, she was a princess.

The last time was five days ago, when the red-haired Princess came to see him. She said she was concerned for him, as he hadn't left his room at all. Jack wasn't quite sure how to respond to that, as he was quite used to solitude. So, he went with his default setting and avoided the topic, moving on to other things.

Jack looked out the window. Winter had begun to break. The fjord was thawing, the ice in the courtyard melting. People milled about in the streets, cleaning snow off the roads and walkways, chipping ice off the windows. He had been hearing whispers from the staff that there was to be some kind of party soon. Jack spent hours mulling over what a party was. What a strange word, he thought.

It's probably some kind of code. They've kept you locked up in here for months; maybe they're going to kill you. Jack shook his head in exasperation. The Voice had constantly been paranoid, reprimanding him about trusting the Queen and her friends, chiding him for accepting to stay at the castle. "I'm not locked up in here. I'm free to leave the room as I wish. I simply don't." Jack said pointedly, and the Voice shut up.

Jack heard a tap tap tap-tap tap at his door and jumped. "W-who's there?" he called out.

"It's me! Anna!" Jack heard the warm voice of Princess Anna outside his door. "Oh. Come in." He said. Have you noticed, she always knocks the exact same way? It's different from all the others. The Voice chimed in. Jack blinked in surprise as the door opened. He hadn't noticed that before.

Anna came in and sat down on the bed, swinging her legs. She was wearing a green and brown dress with her hair tied up in a bun. Jack stared for a minute with his head tilted to the side slightly. Anna stared back. After a second Jack realized what he was doing and blinked, looking away. Anna giggled. "You blinked! I win!"

Jack smiled. It was impossible to be his usual stoic self around Anna's bubbly personality. "What's with the extra-formal hair?" He asked in his quiet voice. "You usually wear it in a braid."

Anna ran her fingers through her hair and said "It's for the party dummy! Haven't you heard? It's today!" Anna jumped up and did a little twirl. She stopped when she saw the confused look on Jack's face. There's that party thing again, Jack thought. "You…do know what a party is…right?" Anna said, trying to hold in a giggle.

Jack shook his head, slightly embarrassed. Anna burst out laughing and automatically reached out for his arm to pull him along. He recoiled and Anna stopped short. "Oh...um...sorry," She mumbled. They stood around for a few moments, with Anna swaying side to side looking embarrassed at herself. Jack smiled. "You were going to show me what this party thing is?" he prompted. Anna thought for a second, then got a big grin on her face. She motioned him to follow and ran out of the room.

Jack laughed and followed her. This girl has to be at least six or seven years older than you, and she acts like a five year old! The Voice said in a mocking tone. "Shut up." Jack growled. He wasn't exactly in the mood for this.

"Come on come on come on!" Anna was saying, smiling. Jack grinned again and ran after her, struggling to keep up. How the hell does she run so fast in heels?! Jack was thinking to himself as he ran.

They stopped in a ballroom where the staff were busy setting up tables piled high with food and drink. Jack stared dumbfounded at one of the tables. "Is that a chocolate fountain!?" he exclaimed. Anna nodded, smiling. "Elsa's favorite." She said. After a moment of consideration, she followed it up with; "And mine." Jack laughed again.

As Anna dragged him around the castle to show him the various preparations for what was apparently a large gathering of people where there would be dancing, music, and food, Jack couldn't help but have his eyes almost exclusively glued to the girl in front of him. He had never been close to anyone before, let alone be friends. Although he had only talked to her a few times before now, they were long and meaningful talks. He had never spoken to someone before that didn't want to kill him. It was that day when he realized that he thought of Anna as not only his friend, an actual friend, but as an older sister. That acted like a toddler. Jack hated the Voice sometimes.

It was around noon when Anna looked at the clock and let out a squeal of delight. "The party! It's gonna start sooooon!" She danced around in place a little as Jack smiled at her.

You do realize that you both look like idiots, right?