To Know You ~A Jelsa Fic~

POVS WILL BE AT THE BEGINNING OF THE CHAPTERS.

Jack

He sighed in exhaustion, setting the sack of teeth down, several fairies congregating to carry it off. He sank down onto a sofa, closing his eyes.

"Oh, Jack, you're back!"

He peeked open one eye, glancing at Toothania. She smiled expectantly at him, and he responded with a lazy smile of his own.

"That I am."

"Thank you for helping these past couple of weeks. I never expected a forth of the fairies to get sick. But, luckily they're all ready to jump back into action."

"Firing me already?" He quipped, and her eyes widened, her face turning crimson.

"I- no! No of course not! You've been such a big help, I-"

"I'm kidding Tooth. I don't mind. Your line of work can be exhausting."

She giggled, waving a hand in the air.

"Never a night off."

He smiled slightly, standing up from the couch.

"How have you been managing your duties?" She asked, and he shrugged.

He'd been doing okay with it. But helping them with their holidays as well was starting to get exhausting. North seemed to think that Jack needed to know everything about the other guardians.

Make toys. Hide eggs. Sleepy time. Snatching teeth. What was so complicated about that?

It was really cutting in to his off time. Time that was supposed to be reserved for fun, now tainted by lectures and lessons.

"I'm managing."

She nodded, her excited face falling in the slightest. He grinned, giving her a shrug.

"About time for a snowball fight somewhere, I suppose."

Or a visit to a brief friend.

Toothania smiled knowingly, as if he had spoken that last thought aloud. He cleared his throat, and she gave him a tight hug.

"Thank you so much for helping."

"No problem Tooth. Sure you won't need me for a while?"

"Go have fun."

He smiled, needing no further encouragement.

"Thanks."

He kicked his staff up from the floor, leaving the Tooth fairy's headquarters behind. It had been months. He relaxed into the breeze, letting the wind carry him toward his destination. He'd be there near nightfall. The last time he had seen her felt like ages ago, and he hoped this time something had changed. Maybe she would remember him this time.

* * * * *

His return to Arendale had been long awaited, and he picked the lock on her balcony with ease, slipping into her room. He had desperately missed a woman who knew nothing of him. Or at least, had forgotten she knew of him.

"Elsa?" He whispered, his heart spiraling like a snowflake in a blizzard at the thought of seeing her again.

Knowing there was someone out there, someone like him, even if she couldn't see him, was a relief. It made him feel less... alone. He flew over to the bed, frowning at the blankets that were still tucked in. She hadn't gone to bed? It was getting late. The sun would set soon. He had noticed she seemed to work extremely hard, as if she had something to prove, so perhaps she was still working. He slipped out into the hall, pacing down the corridor. He trailed to Anna's room, peeking inside.