*Belles POV*
I wake up and sit up quickly. Taking in my surroundings. I'm in a field, empty except for some trees in the distance.
It's really warm thanks to the exposure from the sun. I look down and see that I'm not wearing any clothes except for my undergarments.
Quickly I try to cover myself up. I look around me, there's another girl beside me. She has blonde hair in curls, and almost perfect skin.
There's a small cut on her neck. Where did she get that? On that note, where am I? And how did I get here?
The last thing I remember is leaving the..ummm..ship yard, and going to my car.
Where do I work again? I slap my head a few times. Think Belle think! I gasp.
"Adam!" The girl next to me stirs and wakes up. "Adam? Who's Adam?" She asks rubbing her eyes.
"My husband! I work in the navy. Adam sent me a text saying that he made dinner. I left the ship I work on. That's the last thing I remember....oh but I need to get home and tell him I'm alright."
I get up from the grass and head towards the woods. "Hey! Do you even know where you're going?"
The blonde girl runs to catch up with me. "No, but I gotta start somewhere." I turn back around, she grabs my shoulder and turns me to face her.
"I-I have a compass on me." She takes off her necklace that was tucked beneath her shirt. "Great! Too bad we don't have a GPS."
"I know that would make finding a road so much easier."
"Oh why didn't I think of that before?! This is an empty field right?"
"Yeah...."
"Since there are trees that way, that means a road should be east of the woods." I quickly head in the other direction.
"Whatever, let's just get some help. I just recently got engaged. My fiance must be freaking out right now."
"Who are you engaged to?"
"Phillip. Oh and I'm Brior Rose. Call me Rose if you like." I shake her hand.
"I'm Belle Hathaway." We keep walking, this field seems almost endless. "So Belle, where are your clothes?"
"I don't know. I woke up like this....hey, look at that." I squat pointing at some tire tracks.
"Tracks!"
"Come on!" We both run following the path left for us. Soon, we end up at a road.
Judging by the direction the car backed out, I follow the south road. Still running with Rose right behind me.
She's lagging a few feet behind. "Come on! We're gonna make it!" Instead of speeding up, she slows down.
I stop and take her arm in mine. "I'm sorry Belle. It's just feels like...I haven't eaten or had some water in a few days."
Her words all of a sudden make me feel really tired and weak. "Same here...I must have not noticed because of uh...adrenaline. But we gotta keep going."
Rose nods and keeps walking. Her walking turns to limping, limping turns to dragging her feet.
We've been walking for at least an hour and a half. Not a single car in sight. I'm tired and I'm getting weaker with each step.
Someone has to come by soon. Anybody. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up.
It's only because of my Navy training that I've lasted this long. Rose...I'm just glad she still has the energy to walk.
The sound of a car comes to my ears. It's a desperate attempt, but I start yelling for help. "HELP!! HELP ME PLEASE!!"
If this doesn't work, I would've spent the last of my energy. The car comes into view. My throat is dry, and I'm tired.
This has to work. "HELP US PLEASE!!" I wave my arm back and forth. The car passes by. Probably not wanting to stop for a woman in her underwear dragging another girl.
I watch the car drive away. The only hope left is to walk to the next town. I take a few more steps, but pass out from exhaustion.
*Elsas POV*
The moment I turn around, Pitch laughs. "Her royal highness. At last." He gets up to bow.
I glare at him. "I am not the queen."
"Liar!" I flinch from his sudden change of tone. "No need to yell. I am not the queen. Plain and simple truth. The real queen wouldn't dare exposing herself."
"Oh dear me. I must have you mistaken for another platinum blonde, blue eyed girl...be careful we wouldn't want your sister to get hurt."
"You don't know who my sister is...back to the reason why I came in here. Where is Belle Hathaway and Brior Rose?!"
"I didn't take them agent."
"You're hiding something. Tell me what it is!"
"Calm down. I didn't take them, my story checks out. See for yourself." I slap him across the face.
He rubs his face where I hit it. His skin is already so pale, that it shows in the same moment my hand made contact with his skin.
"You have those girls. Don't think that for second, that I will ever cross you off the list. Unlike most people, I can see right through you."
"I am hardly a priority agent. What you should be doing is looking for those girls. They could be starving, or dead!"
I slap him again. "If they die. It'll be on your head."
"What is this, 1645? No one talks like that anymore..." He leans in close. "Your majesty."
I push him away from me. As I leave, Pitch laughs. "See you around special agent."
I leave the room and slam the door behind me. Forget this, I'm leaving, I'll just send someone else.
I've already put so many people in danger. Now one of my own people knows who I am. He must of heard North or Walt hear them call me that.
"Elsa!" I turn to see Jack walking quickly towards me. He takes me into his arms right away. I hold onto him tight.
"Why did you do that?"
"I wanted answers." I whisper before pulling away. Jack reaches for me again, I let him.
He opens the nearest door, luckily it's empty. Jack takes me inside. "What did you get out of him?"
"Unfortunately, nothing." Which is true. Bastard stuck to his story. "I could see it in his eyes Jack. He's hiding something we don't know. And without any evidence..."
I sit on the floor. "Without anything..I can't lock him away, or look at one thing of his." Jack sits down next to me.
He puts an arm around my shoulders. I lean on him for support. "I'm sorry Elsa..but there's nothing I can do."
"You don't have to do anything..the only thing left is to look for them. Hopefully alive." Jack kisses my head.
The gesture is so sweet, I can't help but smile. Despite my sour mood. Jack has this way of making me smile, while also getting on my nerves.
I lift my head up to face, then I close the last bit of distance bringing our lips together. Jack grazes his hand over my cheek.
He's the first to pull away. "What was that for?"
"Because I needed it...but no more kisses in closets." I say, Jack laughs.
"I'll try my best." Jack gets up taking a hold of my hand. Helping me up as well.
We leave the small room, I let go of his hand. To keep the act up. "Elsa! Jack!" Chad comes running towards us.
"What is it probie?"
"They found them..alive."
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I rush inside the hospital, heading straight to the front desk. "Special agent Arens and Overland of NCIS. We need to see Belle Hathaway and Brior Rose."
The woman nods and types a few things on her computer. "They're in rooms A26 and A28 down that way."
I nod my head, walking quickly to the first room. Belles room is the one I go inside first. Her husband is in there holding her hand while she eats.
They both look at me when I walk inside. "Hi, I'm sorry to bother you guys, but I need to ask Belle a few questions."
"Sure, anything." Belle puts down her spoon and yogurt. "What do you need...?"
"Special agent Arens of NCIS. I just would like to know if you remember anything about your kidnapping?"
"Nothing really. I didn't even know that I had been gone for four days."
"What do you remember?"
"Leaving work, going to my car. Then I woke up in an empty grass field with Rose right next to me. No clothes on me, yet she was fully dressed. We found some tire tracks and followed them to the road. Eventually I passed out from exhaustion."
"Are you sure you don't remember anything else? Anything at all." Belle thinks for a moment before shaking her head.
"No nothing...I did have this weird dream when I passed out, about being beaten and yelled at."
"Did you hear what was being said?"
"Something about...wanting to know. Wait do you think that wasn't a dream? But a memory?"
I nod my head. "Yes, maybe. You let me know if you have any more dreams like this. It could help us catch your kidnapper."
"Yes of course." I turn around to leave. Jack leaves the other room. Which I assume is Rose's.
"Anything?"
"She doesn't remember a thing from the past couple days. What about Belle?"
"Nothing. What happened to their memories?"
"I don't know...We should ask the doctors for a sample of their blood for Mavis to examine."
"What could've possibly done this to them?" I ask letting my arms hang by my sides. Jack takes me into his arms. Probably wanting to give me just a little bit of comfort.
"The better question isn't, what. But who."
*Jacks POV*
Back at the office, I get started on Elsas parents case. The casualty list is on the first page.
None of these people have the last name Arens. In fact, no one has a last name. This must have been the queens doing.
To protect loved ones, and maybe her own sister. She must believe that it was sabotaged, or she wouldn't have done this.
Where do I even start? Maybe I can start by checking everyone's background.
Their families, friends, maybe enemies. Including the royal family. What kind of enemies did they that wanted them dead?
I also gotta find out if anyone just popped out of nowhere around that time. Tourists, immigrants, even locals.
Whoever did this had to aiming for the king and queen. There's no other explanation for why someone would target the boat, with the countries leaders on board.
So the reasonable place to start is with the royal family. As I look at the picture of the queen, her face gets more and more familiar.
Round shaped face, eye shape, and her nose. Are all distinct features, that look oddly like...
"Jack, what are doing?"
"Nothing, it's not important right now." I put all of the papers back inside quickly.
"Are you already starting on the case?" She asks pointing to the folder.
"Well yeah. You're only here for about two and half months, and I want to solve it before you leave."
Elsa smiles tilting her head to the side just a bit. "Jack, I'll make sure to stay in touch with you in case you don't."
"But I don't want you going back uncertain about what happened to your parents. I want you to feel safe enough to tell someone everything about you. I want you to be able to finally lay them to rest."
I take a hold of her hand, not caring if someone sees us. "You deserve all of my time. Not a single second will be wasted."
"Jack...I-I really don't, you won't want to be around me once you find out who I am." She looks sad as she lets go of my hand and walks away to the elevator.
I get up and stop the doors from closing. Slipping inside with her. "You don't know that." I say.
"I do. No one wants to be with..." She doesn't finish her sentence.
"Is this enough to convince you?" I ask just before pulling her to me. Placing my lips on hers, her eyes are wide with shock before closing.
She wraps her arms around my neck. I open my eyes and press the button to stop the elevator, then I close them again.
Fully giving in to this moment to ourselves. Her lips move off of mine and touch the hair above my lip.
I can feel her smile. I lift my head up to bring her lips back to mine. Hungry to have a taste of her, all to myself.
Why does she make me go crazy just by kissing me? More like how. All I know, is that I love her. She makes me feel in way that I have never felt before.
I place my hands on each side of her face. Slowing down the kiss, reluctantly pulling away.
"Don't you ever think that...you're not worth it. Because you are, and always will be..to me." I whisper. Maybe because of my sudden kiss, or not knowing what to say, she doesn't answer.
Only nods her head. "You should get going. I'll see you soon."
I kiss her again then let go of her. I press the button starting the elevator back up.
When we reach the first floor Elsa gets out, she only takes a couple steps before coming back to me.
I step back, a little unprepared for the embrace. "Thank you." She says quietly.
"Anything for you." Elsa moves her head back and kisses me. It only lasts a minute, she pulls back. Her hand rests on my chest a moment longer before she walks away.
I keep my eyes on her as I press the button back for the second floor. Elsa takes one last look at me as the doors close.
I lean back against the elevator, smiling. She's an amazing woman, I don't know how lucky I am to have her in my life.
There's no way that I can let her go.