Epilogue- Six Years Later

Elsa giggled and watched as her husband gently guided their son's arms so that they were clasped above his head. Once he had convinced the small boy to hold the pose, he dropped his arms, placing his hands securely around their son's waist.

"Okay, Lucas, remember, when Daddy says 'lift off' you're going to make a big whoosh noise," Jack coached, eyeing the small boy.

"Okay, Daddy," agreed Lucas, a wide smile appearing on his small face.

"Here goes," Jack said, slowly coming to a stand with his arms still holding onto his son's waist. "10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 and LIFT OFF!"

The sound of their son's laughter filled the air as he was lifted high above his father's head. She felt her heart bursting with love, watching as the two most important men in her life made their way around their living room. The two year old held securely above his father's head, giggling loudly.

"Woah, time to land back on earth," Jack said coming to stand in front of Elsa. "Daddy needs a hug."

Slowly, Jack lowered Lucas and placed him back on his own two feet before turning to face Elsa. A sly grin appeared on his face before his arms reached out and snaked around her waist as he attempted to lift her in the air.

"Jack!" she shrieked. "Put me down."

Pouting, he removed his arms from around her and moved to sit on the couch. Once settled, he reached his hand out and tugged her to sit on his lap.

"You're no fun," he teased, nuzzling his nose into the crook of her neck.

She gasped. Pulling back, she looked at him with a look of mock indignation on her face. "No fun?!" she sassed. "I'll show you, no fun."

Pouncing, she pushed him back so that he was lying on the couch whilst she straddled his waist.

"Lucas, come help Mummy," she ordered, reaching her arms out towards her son.

She grinned, watching as her son waddled towards her. His fine, silver-white hair made him the spitting image of his 28 year old father. He really was his father's son in every sense of the word, except for his eyes. He had her shade of blue eyes. It was those eyes that Jack claimed made him almost impossible to say no to.

Hoisting the small boy onto the couch, she placed him carefully in front of her. Leaning down, she whispered in his ear and watched as her husband's expression changed from confusion to panic.

"Ready, baby?" she asked, her hand reaching to stroke at her son's tousled hair.

"I don't know if I like where this is going," Jack gulped, his eyes darting between her and their son.

Elsa smirked, stretching her hands towards his neck. "Tickle fight!" she chuckled, softly tracing her fingers over Jack's neck and towards his exposed collarbone.

The sound of her husband's laughter filled the room. Pulling back, she watched as her son proceeded to lightly draw his small fingers along his father's arm, still unsure about what it was he was meant to be doing.

Climbing off Jack, she pulled her son into her arms. She gave him a cuddle while Jack composed himself and propped himself against the armrest of the couch. She shifted position to take the spot between Jack's legs, resting her back against his chest and pulled Lucas back onto her lap while Jack wrapped his arms tightly around her and their son.

"Have I told you how much I love you?" he murmured, tilting her head to press a kiss to her lips. "You and our gorgeous son."

She smiled, leaning her head on her husband's shoulder. "Only every day for the last seven years," she replied. "I never get tired of hearing it though."

Jack tightened his hold on his wife and son. His eyes fell on the various photo's which lined the walls of their living room. The photo's captured a lot of the momentous events in their life together, ranging from their first date, to their graduation, the night of their proposal and their wedding.

Taking pride of place was the series of photo's they had taken to commemorate when Elsa had fallen pregnant with Lucas. A series of progression shots of him holding his beautiful, pregnant wife in his arms as her belly grew, followed by the photo's of a newborn Lucas bundled in their arms.

It had been his idea to name their first born Lucas. The name was a nod to his deceased mother. It was the name she had intended to give his younger sister, had she been born a boy. He had been nervous when suggesting it to Elsa, but as always she had supported him and willingly agreed. The name turned out to fit their beloved boy perfectly.

"We should close the store more often," Elsa broke in, interrupting Jack from his train of thought.

"I'll suggest it at the next meeting. However, I don't think your sister is planning on getting married more than once. I'm fairly sure Kristoff is stuck with her for life," Jack grinned.

Elsa chuckled and tilted her head to look at him. "You know they've not even been married for 48 hours and already they've had their first fight?" she remarked. "Kristoff wanted to take Sven on their honeymoon and Anna wouldn't allow it."

Jack laughed. He could almost picture his new brother-in-law trying to convince his feisty new wife to allow him to take his beloved dog with them as they travelled up the coast for their honeymoon. Despite his stubborn nature, he knew that Kristoff would have caved. The man was nothing but putty when it came to Anna.

"What was our first fight as a married couple about, El? I can't remember," he asked, stroking her hair.

"I believe it had something to do with you wanting to hang your hockey poster in our bedroom in the apartment we rented before buying this place," Elsa pointed out, shaking her head. "There was no way I was going to have that tattered poster on the wall of our room."

He nodded at the memory. "That's right," he pointed out. "At least your dad was nice enough to let me frame it and hang it in the office at work."

"I still can't believe my own father sided with you," Elsa pouted.

"What can I say?" he teased. "Your dad loves me."

Elsa groaned and buried her head into her son's neck. "Daddy is being a tease," she coaxed, placing a soft kiss on the boy's neck. "Tell him to stop teasing Mummy."

"Oh no you don't," Jack cried, laughing softly. "Don't go using our son against me."

She stifled a laugh, noting the bewildered expression on Lucas' face as he turned to look at his parents.

She felt Jack lean down as he proceeded to place a series of kisses on her neck. Tilting her head, she stole a quick kiss before he broke the kiss to pull their son closer to him. Reaching around her, he placed a quick kiss on Lucas' forehead and settled back against the chair.

Looking around, her eyes fell to the photo on the coffee table which marked the day that Kingdom Ice Creamery and Guardians Ice Blast had ceased to exist. The same day that the two companies had merged to become Phoenix Ice Creamery.

The rebranding hand only commenced eight months earlier, but already the outlook was good. Slowly, but surely the remaining Guardian and Kingdom stores were being re-modelled and fitted out to match the new look of Phoenix Ice Creamery.

North and Walt had decided to keep the Kingdom headquarters and flagship store as the base for Phoenix, claiming it to be in a better location. They had been fortunate that the merger had gone well and had allowed them to keep a majority of their staff with only a few changes being made in the headquarters.

Her and Jack had been named managers of the flagship store and worked together to run the store. She had not long returned to work after having taken the first year of Lucas' life off to be a stay-at-home mum. Luck had been on their side when she had decided to return with both Clara and Lillian having retired and volunteering to take care of their beloved boy during the day.

It had been Clara North who had come up with the name Phoenix. She claimed that much like the mythological bird, Nick and Walt's initial business may have failed and there had been pain, but they had risen from the ashes and had come back stronger.

At the centre of it all, her and Jack had held together. They had fallen in love despite the odds and had brought their formerly feuding families back together. Filling the lives of their two families with love and laughter as they formed their own family.

She felt Jack's arms wrap tighter around her, pulling her and Lucas closer as he laid back against the couch. "I love you, Mrs Frost" he whispered. "Always and forever."

Smiling she tilted her head, her eyes finding Jack's. "I love you, Mr Frost," she vowed. "Always and forever."

~The End~

A/N- A HUGE Thank you to everyone of you who has read, followed, reviewed and favourited this story. This was my first chaptered Jelsa story. My first fan-fiction and I can't have been more blown away with the support from you all. Your reviews have brought a smile to my face, encouraged me many times over the course of writing this story.

Special thanks to my fellow Jelsa fan-fiction author friends who have read, reviewed and allowed me to vent, and go over ideas with them.

To those who have asked, there will not be a sequel. I would like to end it with our OTP Jack and Elsa happy, in love and assumedly living a happy, healthy life of love with their families and their son.

However, I am currently writing another Jelsa fanfiction- Silent Voices, a deaf AU set in high school, and I have plans for more Jelsa chaptered stories as well as any Jelsa one shots which come to mind. My profile has links to my new Jelsa chaptered fic, or else you can find it linked on my tumblr account (same name as my fanfiction pen name).

Once again. Thank you all for reading, reviewing, following.

Special thanks to my good friend Oninoko (Go check her Jelsa fic's out) for the name Lucas. It was her idea for a Jelsa RP, I liked the name for a Jelsa son, and borrowed it (with her permission).

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