Jack opened the golden cylinder and nothing appeared to have happened.

"Are you alright?" Snow demanded.

"I feel no change," Jack stated.

Snow took a cautious step forward but several feet still stood between them. She asked, "What's inside?"

"Teeth," Jack replied. "Little, white, baby teeth...my Queen."

Snow separated the distance between them in seconds and she gasped, "That cannot be it!"

She paused only a foot from him and peered guardedly at the case in his hand. She had believed Pitch but she also believed this was the thing making her hear voices and feel warmth and if what the Guardians said was true...

"Nothing?" She stated, "There is nothing in it other than teeth?!"

Jack pointed the end of the case to her and said, "Your image is also on it, Your Majesty." Snow stared at the end he pointed at her and saw her face smiling back at her. It looked exactly like her with the exception of the joyous smile.

"That's me," she whispered in surprise.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Jack replied.

Snow slowly reached out and gripped the golden cylinder. Even more slowly, she took its weight into her grasp and out of Jack's hand.

The cylinder was surprisingly warm and lightweight. The top opened with two doors covered in a multitude of diamond shapes. On the inside, was red velvet cloth and white teeth rolled around within.

Nothing happened. She felt no different and she remembered nothing new. She sighed heavily and held the case back to Jack. He was going to need to hide it from Pitch and the Guardians, just in case this cylinder was really dangerous to her.

"Hide this in-," she started to say but paused what something on the case caught her eye. At first, she had assumed it was a glimmer from the light but, as she moved the cylinder, the glint grew.

She drew the cylinder closer and peered curiously at the shine as it grew and images began to appear. Without any warning, memories were thrown at her: her childhood with her secret winter friend, Jack Frost; her winter powers; her harming her sister; her parents' deaths; her running away from her kingdom when her powers were discovered; Jack's loving embrace; her and Jack's mutual separation; the ominous dreams from Pitch; rushing to save Jack; trading her life for his; and finally, Pitch killing her and replacing her memories.

She fell to her knees and gasped for breath as the memories assaulted her mind. She clutched her chest as the ice in her heart cracked then began to break altogether. Her chest began to burn so painfully that she could not catch her breath. When her heart finally broke free it raced, beating faster than she ever felt before, almost as if it was trying to make up on the centuries it spent frozen. Only once it returned to its typical pace was she able to breathe normally again.

Jack was leaning over her, his gaze impassive, not knowing what just happened and still under her spell.

"Your Majesty?" He inquired.

"No," she gasped and the tooth box slipped from her fingers. It hit the ground with a ringing tap then rolled away, into the shadows of her room. She had fallen to her knees but she pushed herself up and caught Jack's eyes as she stated, "Don't call me that. I'm not the Snow Queen...I'm Elsa!" She wobbled on her feet and Jack caught her by her elbows before she could fall. She gasped, "I'm Elsa, Jack! I remember, I'm Elsa of Arendelle!"

She smiled at him and for the first time in centuries she felt joy and love. Her feelings for Jack never changed and the way he had come for her obviously showed he still cared for her. All she wanted to do at that moment was take Jack in her arms and feel the passion they once shared again.

The memoires of Pitch's arms around her surfaced in place of the happy ones with Jack and it was only then did it all hit her: all the people she had killed as the Snow Queen, her marriage to the King of Nightmares and all it entailed, and her cursing Jack. Her joy and love lasted only seconds then was stolen from her and replaced by absolute horror.

"Oh God," she gasped. She broke out of Jack's grasp and cupped his face with both of her hands. His eyes stared into hers impassively and it broke her heart to see him as such.

She could write one wrong at least.

"I am so sorry," she gasped and drew him closer. "Kiss me Jack, I'm going to release you."

Jack obediently bent down and pressed his lips to hers. Just as before he did not put anything into the kiss but Elsa put her heart and soul into it. She sucked out her cold breath, which had trapped Jack within himself. It was slow to leave him but the more that came out the more he regained control.

The first thing he did was drop his staff and grip her arms. Then he pulled himself closer to her, he enclosed his arms around her torso and Elsa wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. Their kiss deepened and Jack's lips began to move against hers and warm beneath her touch. When the last of her breath was leaving him she saw light return to his eyes and he gasped her name, his voice filled with emotion and heat, "Elsa."

Jack suddenly jerked back from her and her first thought was he was disgusted with her, that he remembered how she had treated him as the Snow Queen, until she saw the dark grey fingers around his throat.

She inhaled sharply and met the King's eyes over Jack's shoulder. She gasped, "Pitch?!"

"Snow, my dear, what are you doing?" Pitch asked pleasantly, all the while, tightening his grip on Jack's throat.

"Let him go!" Elsa growled and the air around them thickened with ice.

"No," Pitch stated with a shake of his head. "No, put him back under the spell, Snow."

"Snow is not my real name!" She hissed, "And you know that!"

Pitch smirked and said, "Yes, I watched you when I saw how this winter spirit fawned over you. He was North's favorite and I knew if I hurt him I would be hurting North..." Pitch growled the last bit, his fingernails biting deeper into Jack's throat. He suddenly grinned and said, "Despite that I think you rewarded me enough with your body over the centuries."

Elsa's skin crawled and acid burned through the lining of her stomach. She hissed, "That was no reward. That was rape. You raped me over and over-!"

"You were willing," Pitch smirked. "You married me, my little Snowflake."

"You brainwashed me!" Elsa hissed. "Drop him now and I will make your death quick."

"You can't kill me, Snow," Pitch stated gaily. "As long as there are children who believe in the boogeyman, I can never be destroyed. And I don't think you will attack me when I hold such precious cargo."

He squeezed Jack's throat tighter and Jack made a strangled noise. His hands were trying to get under Pitch's fingers with no success.

Elsa surged toward Pitch with a raised hand, pointed with a sheath of sharp ice. She was going to stab Pitch through until he held up his other hand. In his grasp he held her tooth box.

She froze, floating above him with her frozen weapon still in hand.

"If this breaks," Pitch whispered. "So do all the human memories it had stored."

Elsa floated back to the ground and the ice melted off her hand. Her eyes were transfixed by the tooth box. How could she not have noticed him take it?

"I can so easily break this," Pitch whispered and tightened his grip. The box groaned from the pressure. Elsa inhaled sharply as she felt a sudden sharp pain in her head. She clutched her forehead but did not look away. He continued, "I break this and then you revert back to the Snow Queen. Then I tell you that Jack broke free of his curse and he tried to use this to kill you." Pitch shook the tooth box and her teeth rattled inside. He continued with a smirk as he stated, "You will believe me, your husband, and since you no longer remember Jack, and what he means to you, you will wholeheartedly agree with me when I suggest we get rid of the problem." Pitch tightened his grip on Jack's throat further, to display exactly who he thought the problem was. Jack gargled but stopped fighting. His eyes went from the tooth box to Elsa and his expression became stark with worry.

Elsa reached out to Jack, her hand coming to a halt inches from him, and begged of Pitch, "Stop!"

Pitch looked at her pointedly and said, "Put him back under the curse and your tooth box stays whole, or don't and I crush your tooth box and you help me destroy the love of your life."