A/N-Okay, this is basically me trying out my theory of what will happen in season four. I kind of want to see how close to the mark I am when season four airs. ( I'm probably way off) I intend for this to be a three-shot, maybe four, five at the absolute most.

Part One-Snowfall

(Born of cold and winter air and mountain rain combining...)

She was free.

One step forward, and she could make sense of her surroundings. She was in a barn, with some sort of circle carved into the ground. Most likely it was used for witchcraft. Most likely, it was used to bring her here.

But who had brought her here?

Did He?

But why would He release her?

Off with the gloves. She cast the away in the dirt and strode out of the barn. She could feel cold air whip around her in her path, freezing the trail she left behind.

She looked out in the distance. A town, small and strange-looking. It was nothing like Arendelle. Nothing like the Enchanted Forest.

Her magic was restrained here. Why was that? Never mind. It was still strong.

Cold ice danced at her fingertips. A storm was already building up inside of her.

And she would unleash it on anyone who crossed her.

She closed her eyes her power suddenly recoiled, bent back, and shot out towards the town.

A smile played on her lips when she opened her eyes and saw that frost was already spreading rapidly towards the town, and the snow was starting to fall.

No one would get in her way.

She was going to get what they wanted.

And they would remember that, or truly regret it.

Their kiss was long, sweet. When they broke away, Rumpelstiltskin couldn't help but smile because they were now officially married.

A new start was with Belle, with her pureness, her belief in their love, in him. No more lies, magic deception...

Zelena...

His grin wavered when he thought of the green-skinned witch. And his dagger lying in his shop.

And the fake one in Belle's purse.

"Is something wrong?" Belle asked, noticing his expression.

"Not at all, sweetheart." Rumple kissed her cheek.

Archie's voice interrupted them. "Is that-snow?"

Rumpelstiltskin's lips pulled gradually away from her skin as they both looked up and saw white snowflakes fluttering down from the sky.

"Impossible," Maurice exclaimed. "It's spring."

A cold feeling made Rumpelstiltskin's instincts tingle, and it wasn't just the chilly weather.

(This icy force both foul and fair has a frozen heart worth mining...)

Emma shivered as another icy wind ripped through her red leather jacket and chilled her to the bone. Henry huddled up next to her for warmth as everyone at the Diner filed out and squinted up at the sky.

"What the hell?" Grumpy snapped. "Isn't it May?"

"Yeah. It's supposed to be rainy. You know, June Gloom. Not winter blizzards," Red said matter-of-factly, hugging herself to keep warm.

"Something's wrong," Regina muttered, temporarily forgetting the Marian catastrophe. "This isn't normal weather."

"So it's what, magic?" Emma asked. "Oh God, we're not getting cursed again, are we?"

"Not sure." Regina held out her finger and a snowflake settled on it. She crumbled it between her fingers and little silvery sparks of magic flew out.

Baby Neal let out a wail. Snow hushed him and rocked him in her arms gently.

Regina immediately turned on Emma. "You must have brought something back from the past!"

"No!" Emma protested, before stopping to think. Did they?

"Think," Regina snapped. "What could you have brought back?"

"I don't know!" Nevertheless, Emma racked her mind for anything that they could have brought back. There was a lot of stuff in Rumpelstiltskin's vault. Did something fall in?

Hook, who was standing at her side, nudged her. When she turned to look at him, his face was slightly panicked. "The jar. It may have fallen into the portal."

"What jar?" David asked.

With horror, Emma remembered the ceramic jar Hook had been messing with. Oh God. Was their luck that bad?

"What the hell was in that thing that could have caused this?" Emma said loudly, perhaps a little too loudly than necessary.

Naturally, someone heard it.

"Me."

Everyone in the crowd turned to see a young woman striding up to them, a trail of ice flowing out from every step behind her. Her dress and cape were made out of sheer ice, and her platinum blonde hair was kept in a braid down one shoulder.

"Really?" Emma couldn't help but groan. "The Snow Queen?"

The woman lifted her chin a fraction. "That's right." She strode into the middle of the crowd, raising her hand and letting flecks of ice swirl around her fingertips.

"I'm looking for the Dark One!" The Snow Queen shouted. "If he is here, I would like to see him. If someone here is hiding him-" She swung her hand in a full circle, and sharp icicles grew from the ground, growing longer and longer until it poked the tip of Sneezy's nose. The dwarf squeaked as the crowd gasped.

"Let's just say I hope the cold doesn't bother you!" The Queen snapped, folding her hands in front of her expectantly. "Well?"

Silence fell. No one was certain where Rumpelstiltskin had gone, except for Red, who was the only one Belle told besides her father and Archie that she and her love were getting married. Red was caught between ruining her friend's special day and the safety of the town.

She had reluctantly acknowledged that the safety of the town was much more important and was opening her mouth to say something with a familiar black Cadillac parted the middle of the crowd and stopped. The doors opened, and Rumpelstiltskin, with Belle on his arm and Maurice and Archie in tow got out and faced the woman with the icy powers.

The Snow Queen's face contorted into an odd combination of fear, anger, and sadness as she literally stormed through the crowd, icy winds bellowing up after her and snow whirling around her path, went up to Rumpelstiltskin, and slapped him directly in the face.

(So cut through the heart, cold and sheer...)

Another gasp ran through the crowd as they waited for the Dark One to strike out. Rumpelstiltskin glared at her, lifted his hand, and tightened in the air. The Snow Queen immediately gasped, and clutched her neck.

"You're lucky I don't want to kill people in front of my wife," Rumpelstiltskin whispered menacingly as he released her, just as Belle was opening her mouth to protest.

"Wife?" Elsa choked out. Her eyes flickered to Belle and widened.

"Yes, I'm not not a bachelor anymore," Rumpelstiltskin rolled his eyes. "Disappointed, dearie?"

Elsa glared at him. "You," She spat. "Broke our deal."

"I didn't."

"But-"

"I didn't let you out. I don't know who did." Rumpelstiltskin leveled his gaze towards Hook and Emma as he said this. An uneasy feeling went through both of them. He must know, or at least suspect.

Elsa didn't give up. "Where's my sister? You said you'd protect her."

"She should have been brought here. I'm not sure where she is."

"But you said-"

"I don't know where she is," Rumpelstiltskin said impatiently. "The curses split apart our worlds twice. And let's just say I've been a bit busy since we got back the second time."

Elsa's brows furrowed. "What curses?"

The corners of his mouth twitched. "Ah yes. You don't know. At least your jar was lost in the curse, so there won't be two of you. Thank whatever great forces are out there." Releasing Belle's hand, Rumple made a gesture to the Diner. "May I treat you to dinner, Queen Elsa? We obviously have a lot of catching up to do."

Sweet music produced by the royal choir drifted through the air as Elsa came slowly up the steps, her cape trailing behind her. She cast a smile at her sister, who returned it beaming. Anna was bouncing up and down in her spot on the stairs, her green dress swishing around her with movement.

The priest leading her coronation gestured for her to kneel, one she obeyed. She knelt, and the man placed the tiara on her head. As she stood, he held out the pillow. The golden coronation instruments were resting on it, ready to help declare the new queen.

"Your majesty," He whispered. "The gloves."

Anna's watching face quickly went from excited to concerned. She shot a wary look at her sister. Elsa took a deep breath, and slid off her gloves, her protection from herself. Placing them on the pillow, she picked up the golden scepter, than the ornament. She turned around and held them aloft as the onlookers rose from their seats.

The priest said something about the crown and the throne, but Elsa was only focusing on keeping her ice in control. Slowly, her eyes flickered down and realized with a shock that ice was slowly covering the gold.

"Queen Elsa, of Arendelle," The priest finally proclaimed, and the crowd chanted it back. Elsa quickly set down the golden ornaments and picked up her gloves. Anna breathed out a sigh of relief. The choir resumed their song.

Later, the two watched as the guests pranced and waltzed around the ballroom. Anna reached over and squeezed her sister's gloved hand.

"You did great," She said, smiling.

"Thanks," Elsa said softly. "Don't let them in. Don't let them see."

Anna squeezed her hand again. "Be a good girl, you always have to be," She teased

Elsa smiled. "What? It's what I have to remember. Father said so. Conceal don't feel. Put on a show."

"Make one wrong move and everyone will know," Anna recited with a sigh. "I know. But don't you get tired of it? You know, the whole 'conceal don't feel thing?"

"I can't afford to, Anna," Elsa said softly. "You know that."

Someone cleared their throat. The two sisters quickly turned around to face a handsome young man.

"Pardon the interruption," He gave a small bow. "But I insist on greeting the new Queen and the Princess."

Elsa pushed back her annoyance and gave him a polite smile."Thank you, erm..."

"Prince Hans, of the Southern Isles," Hans said politely as he gave a bow. "And may I say that you both look lovely."

"Thanks," Anna stammered, and Elsa noticed she was blushing.

"Would you like to dance, Queen Elsa?" Hans asked, extending his hand.

"I don't dance," Elsa declined, shooting a small smile at Anna. "But my sister does."

"Ah." Hans sent Anna a flirtatious grin, which she returned. "Well, may I have this dance?"

"S-sure!" Anna said quickly, grinning ear-to-ear. "I'd love to!"

She took his hand as Hans led her out to the dance floor. Anna shot a ecstatic look of glee over her shoulder and at Elsa, mouthing 'thank you.'

Elsa waved, happy that her sister got to enjoy herself.

(Strike for love and strike for fear...)

Rumpelstiltskin shot a glance out the window. Most of the guests at the christening party had left, but Belle, Henry, Hook, Emma, Red, Regina, Maurice, Archie and the Charmings were waiting anxiously outside. Snow coated the insides of the diner, and in spite of himself, he shivered. He had forgotten how...chilly Elsa could be.

Granny brought them both a menu, shooting suspicious looks at both of them. They were the only ones left in the diner. She left mumbling about turning up the heater.

Elsa completely disregarded the menu and crossed her arms. "What's this about a curse?"

Rumple sighed, and launched into the extremely long story of the Dark Curse and everything that happened before that. Granny didn't come back to take their orders until he had finished. Elsa sat there thoughtfully as Rumple ordered a cup of hot coffee and a pastry.

"So where's my sister?" She asked as soon as Granny had left.

"I'm not sure. I believe she wasn't brought by the first curse, but she definitely was brought back in the second."

"Then you have broken our deal."

"I never break deals. I'll find her, I promise."

"What good is your promise?" Elsa demanded. "You said I'd be kept in that jar but I was released. You said you would protect my sister but you don't even know where she is. You said you would help me control my magic-"

Immediately, without even realizing it, Rumple's hand went to the back of his neck and to his hairline. Elsa stopped speaking and her eyes went wide. Quickly, he put his hand down and cleared his throat.

"I promise I'll help you find Anna..."

"And you also promised you would protect her from me."

"Dearie, your greatest enemy here is yourself. Anna doesn't need protection from you. You need protection from your own-"

"My own doubts?" Elsa snapped. "Don't you know how many times I've heard that one?"

"Elsa-"

"You understood my power! That's why you used me as a weapon! That's why you wanted to make our deal! You should have kept it!"

Snow started to fall. Granny brought back his coffee, and he wrapped his hands around it for warmth.

"I know. Trust me, I know. I've been meaning to find Anna, but-I've been busy." Rumple shifted in his seat as soon as Zelena's cackling face crossed his mind. His son's still body lying on the ground...

"With what?"

Rumple snorted. "I doubt you want to know."

"I do."

"Well I don't want to tell you." Elsa opened her mouth to protest, but Rumple cut her off with a wave of his hand. "Elsa, I truly am sorry. I will help you find Anna, and if you want, I can help you with your magic-"

"No!" Elsa snapped. "Look what happened the last time you tried. All I want is my sister. And if you don't find her, I won't unfreeze your town."

"Elsa-"

"No!" Elsa stood up, cold winds whipping around her. "Find Anna! If you don't find her in three days, you and the rest of this town will be trapped in ice forever. I'll make sure of it." With a huff, her icy heels clicked across the Diner and was gone.

Rumpelstiltskin stared at the snow piled on the floor of the diner. A image of Baelfire lying cold and still in the snow flickered across his mind.

What have you done, Papa? Between Belle and Elsa, you've made more mistakes. Again. Bae's voice whispered in his ear.

The hair on the back of Rumpelstiltskin's neck stood straight up. Was it the cold? Was it the image of his son that would forever haunt him until the day he died? He didn't know.

When Granny got back he asked her to make the pastry to go.

Elsa hadn't seen Anna in nearly four hours, so she went looking for them. Hopefully, she wasn't about to walk on in on them 'sharing a moment', for her own sanity and for Hans's health.

Her cape swished around her as she hurried throughout the castle, searching for Anna. She checked in the halls-no Anna. She checked in their bedrooms-no Anna. In the kitchen, the gardens, and a variety of empty rooms. No Anna.

She was walking past the library when she heard a gasp. She slowed her steps, listening.

"Hans-" Anna.

"If you say anything afterwards, you'll regret it."

Hans.

"Let me go!"

Rage. That was the first thing she felt. But it wasn't as much when she swung open the doors and Hans was on top of Anna, slowly undoing her corset. Tears were streaming down Anna's face as she beat her hands against his back and her screams were muffled against the hand over her mouth

"ELSA!" Anna screamed, pulling away from his hand.

Hans looked up and saw her, rage spilling across his features.

"LET HER GO!" Elsa screamed, stalking up to his and punching him as hard as she could. He reeled back, but not before ripping his nails across her glove and ripping it off.

Gasps ran out behind her and Elsa realized without turning around that they had attracted a crowd. Hans straightened himself, glaring, as he lunged toward her.

During that single moment, Elsa only remembered the fear building inside of her, and the guards screaming at Hans to halt.

Then he was frozen in a block of ice.

More gasps ran out, and when Elsa turned, she saw with horror that the entire party had gathered at the doors. Heart beating frantically, Elsa turned back towards Hans, who was frozen with a final look of shock across his face, his hand reaching out towards her.

Anna stood up, shakily. Elsa was relieved to see that she must have arrived in time to prevent her sister from getting hurt, or worse. Her clothes were a little bit wrinkled, her hair was a mess, but she didn't look like she had been taken advantage of.

"Sorcery!" Someone screamed. "The Queen is dabbling in dark magic!"

"No!" Anna protested, her voice shaking after what she had almost gone through. "No, Elsa's good-"

"Get her!" Someone else shrieked and Elsa saw royal guards from another kingdom surge towards her. Her own guards lifted their weapons in response, and soon, a fight begin.

As the battle raged on around her, Elsa watched frozen in place as guests screamed, and ran around like chickens, as swords clashed against each other. She couldn't move. How could she?

An arrow flew past her head and impaled itself into Prince Hans' statue. Someone grabbed her hand, and Elsa was staring into the freckled face of Anna.

"We have to run!" Anna screamed, and Elsa automatically obeyed. They ran out of the palace, completely ignored by the chaos around them, and ended up on the edge of a lake. Elsa's foot accidently hit the surface, but instead of splashing,it turned to solid ice.

Her eyes widened, and in the distance, she could hear men shouting, coming closer. She couldn't tell if they were friend or foe.

Pulling Anna behind her, she ran onto the surface of the lake, each step turning to solid ice. Anna yelped as she skidded across the surface behind her sister, and they ran into the night, oblivious to the snow creeping in their wake and freezing everything behind them.

"Who is she?" Regina asked. Hot air blasted against her neck, and she relished the feeling. It felt nice. Thank the Lord for Granny turning on the heaters. And thank Robin for sending Marian and Roland home. She shot a quick look at her supposed True Love, who returned her gaze. Quickly, they looked away. Regina was sure Robin had completely forgotten about her as soon as he saw Marian, but she kept noticing him staring at her. It suddenly occured to her that maybe, just maybe, there was a chance that Robin...what? Did he still want to be with her?

No. Ridiculous. Why would he want to be with her?

"Her name is Elsa," Rumpelstiltskin said dryly, his fingers drumming on the rim of his cup. His voice jerked Regina out of her thoughts. "She was originally the Queen of Arendelle before she passed the title onto her sister after she-disappeared. She and I have an...interesting history."

"Is she dangerous?" Archie asked, as Belle quietly wrapped Rumple's fingers with hers. Regina felt an unexpected little pang watching them together, but quickly scolded herself and made herself focus on the problem at hand.

"Not as much as she thinks she is. But thinking is powerful. Long story short, she's frozen Storybrooke until I find her sister," Rumpelstiltskin replied.

"Well, where's her sister?" David asked.

"Not sure. She's got to be here. I can't imagine where else she'd be."

"What happened with her sister?" Hook asked suspiciously. "More importantly, is her sister all she wants?"

"Yes."

"Why did you put her in the jar?" Emma asked, shooting a pointed look at Rumpelstiltskin.

He frowned. "It's complicated."

"From the way I heard it," Granny called from the counter, as she pointed a hair dryer to the snow covering the table. "She wanted to be trapped."

The group turned to stare at her.

"What?" She said. "I heard their entire conversation you know."

"Is that true?" Snow asked quietly.

Rumple sighed. "Like I said, it's complicated. Her magic is unpredictable. She came to me to help her control it, but...it didn't exactly go well."

"What happened?" Henry asked.

Rumple pressed his lips together as they watched him. The silence stretched out for a good minute.

"Tell us," Belle pressed, almost like a demand.

"There was an accident," Rumpelstiltskin said slowly, hesitantly.

"What kind of accident?" Emma asked. "Was it bad?"

"Did he hurt you?"

A single tear slid down Anna's cheek. "No. He didn't touch me. But he tried to touch me...I pushed him off but he just kept coming closer."

She took a deep breath as Elsa wrapped her in a hug. "I'm so sorry. It's all my fault, I never should have let you near him..."

"It's not your fault," Anna said firmly. "But the kingdom...your coronation..." More tears slid out.

Elsa's heart raced. The kingdom knew. and now they were frozen. As the sisters had raced up the mountain, they had also watched hopelessly as ice crawled across the fjord, both of them knowing Elsa's magic couldn't be controlled.

"What are we going to do?" Anna whispered. "I don't know if we can go back without someone trying to hurt us."

"I don't know." Anna shivered, and Elsa took off her own cloak and wrapped it around her sister. The cold never bothered Elsa, but the same couldn't be said for Anna.

"Thanks," Anna murmured.

"I have to learn how to control this," Elsa whispered. "I can't control this."

"You can," Anna insisted. "I know you can."

"What do you think I've been trying to do for the past eighteen years Anna?" Elsa settled down on the snow-covered ground and buried her head in her hands. "Don't let them in. Don't let them see. Be a good girl, you always have to be. Conceal, don't-"

"Elsa, stop." Anna tried to grip her sister's hands

"No!" Elsa quickly recoiled. "I don't want to hurt you!"

Anna flinched. "There has to be a way," She whispered.

Elsa shook her head hopelessly. The only sound was the wind whistling through the trees.

Suddenly, Anna spoke up. "What if someone could teach you?"

"What?" Elsa looked up.

"There are other magic-users right? There has to be one who can teach you to control your magic."

"Who?" A tiny flare of hope kindled in Elsa's chest.

"I don't know...what magic-users are there? We only know about the Evil Queen and the Dark One."

Rumpelstiltskin.

Elsa stood up. Her icy magic tingled at her fingertips as her excitement flared.

Anna stared at her. "What did I say?"

"We're going to visit the Dark One."

Anna let out a squeaky noise. "What? Are you crazy?"

"He can help me," Elsa continued.

"No! He'll ask you for your firstborn child as payment or something like that..."

"We can pay him! We're royalty, we can give him all the jewels he wants..."

"Elsa, he can spin straw into gold."

"It's worth a try! He taught Queen Regina, didn't he?"

Anna shook her head. "You're not changing your mind, are you?"

Elsa shook her head eagerly.

"What the heck then." Anna stood up form the rock she had been sitting on. "Field trip to the Dark One's castle."

"Yes," Rumple said truthfully. "A death almost occurred."

"Whose?" David asked.

"It's a long story," Rumpelstiltskin said for the millionth time that night. "It wouldn't do much good tonight. I'll explain it later, if you like. But for now, we have a difficult task ahead of us and so little time on our hands. Elsa gave me three days to find her sister. If she doesn't turn up, then we're in trouble."

"So we just need to find her sister?" Red asked. "That's all?"

"Yes. And if she can't be found, then let's just say we better get used to the cold."

"By any chance, do you have anything of her sister's for a locator spell?" Regina asked.

"Unfortunately, not at this very moment. There might be something in my shop though."

"Great. Anything else we should know?" Hook asked sarcastically.

"Miss Frosty-Pants seemed a little pissed at you," Granny said dryly. "Or were you pissed at her?"

"Why do you ask?" Rumple asked coldly.

"Just want to know if my diner could have become a battle ground."

"Granny," Red muttered warningly.

Rumple didn't seem to hear her. "At this point, I'm not sure."

"Let me guess," Robin said slowly. "She's mad at you for whatever you did to her."

It was obvious he had hit a bad spot when Rumple glared at him.

"Let it go, dearie." He snapped.

After a long trek and having stopped at a market to get new changes of clothes (and where they encountered a strange merchant) Elsa and Anna reached the steps of the Dark Castle. Elsa's gloved hand clutched the leather satchel she had picked up, where her cloak, Anna's hair ribbon, and her tiara were safely stored away. Standing at the doors, she knocked.

No answer.

She tried again.

"No one's home," Anna noted. "Such a shame, we better be going then..."

"No," Elsa said firmly. She pushed against the doors and they creaked open.

Immediately, as soon as the doors opened, a volley of arrows appeared out of nowhere and shot straight towards them. Luckily Anna had the quick reflexes her sister lacked and she pulled her to the ground. The arrows curved back and were headed straight towards them, when they suddenly froze in midair, inches away from the sisters' faces. Anna let out a squeak.

"Who dares enter my castle?" Snarled a an almost playfully high-pitched voice.

Slowly, Elsa turned around to see a scaly-skinned, reptilian-like imp decked out in leather glaring at them.

"Rumpelstiltskin," She whispered.

"Yes, that's my name. What do you want?"

"Elsa," Anna whispered. "Get him to put the arrows down. One's poking my head. Ow, it's starting to hurt."

"Why would I put them down, dearie?" the Dark One drawled. "Are you worth not killing?"

"We need your help!" Elsa said. "I am Queen Elsa of Arendelle, and this is my sister, Anna. I need to be taught to control my magic. It's freezing my kingdom as we speak."

"Really?" The imp's eyebrows raised, but only looked half-interested. "What do you have to offer?"

"Riches. All the jewels you can think of..."

"Dearie, I make gold."

"Told you," Anna muttered.

"Please, I'm desperate," Elsa pleaded. "My powers are becoming dangerous!"

"Dangerous?" Now he looked extremely interested. "Show me."

Elsa pulled off her glove. She hesitated for just a moment for placing her hand on the ground. Immediately, it froze over with a layer of ice, crawling towards Rumpelstiltskin's boot and spreading onto the drawbridge.

For a moment, he only stared.

"Interesting," He murmured. "Perhaps you can do something for me."

"Anything," She said immediately. "Name your price."

He let out a giggle. Anna looked a little disturbed by it as she elbowed Elsa in the ribs and muttered "This was a bad idea."

"You sure dearie? Nothing comes without a price."

"I'm positive," She said firmly. "What do you want?"

"Hmmm..." He pretended to ponder this for a moment. "I want you to freeze several kingdoms."

"What?" Elsa was shocked.

"Only temporarily. Don't worry, it won't be for long. I just need some things to be slowed down...for a little while."

Anna shot her a panicked look.

"Only temporarily?" Elsa asked warily.

"Yes. Don't you worry!"

"And you'll teach me how to control my magic?"

"Of course! I never break a deal. Haven't you heard yet?"

Elsa hesitated.

"Ow!" Anna shrieked as the arrow pressed deeper into her nose. "Jeez, would you put that down?!"

"Only if your sister agrees!" Rumpelstiltskin sing-songed.

Elsa looked toward Anna and with a shock, realized the arrow point was drawing blood.

"Fine!" She said immediately. "Teach me."

Immediately, the arrows all dropped. Rumpelstiltskin folded his hands and grinned at her.

"Now then," He laughed. "Let's go freeze some kingdoms!"

"Now?" Anna groaned. "Really? We just got here. How about some rest? And sleep?"

"Nope! Now!" Without warning, Rumpelstiltskin disappeared in a puff of smoke. Another puff, and the sisters followed him.

(There's beauty and there's danger here...)

"Is the phone book out of question?" Emma asked as she peered at the shelves. She, Belle, Hook, Regina, and Robin had followed Rumpelstiltskin to his shop while David and Snow took Henry and Neal home.

"Probably," Rumple admitted as he opened another cabinet and with a wave of his hand, everything it contained came floating out and danced around his head. When the cabinet was empty, he gritted his teeth in frustration and all the items floated back in. The doors slammed closed.

"So this sister," Hook pressed. "What's her name?"

"Anna," His former enemy replied. Rumple still couldn't believe that he and Hook could be in the same room together without one attempting to kill the other. Then again, he had fallen in love with Emma. Rumple would snort at the fact that a pretty woman had distracted Hook from his goal to kill him, if he didn't know what True Love did to people.

"Wait. Queen Anna of Arendelle? The one who took the throne after her sister disappeared?" Robin asked.

Again, Rumple couldn't believe that the outlaw hadn't put an arrow through his head yet after what he had done to him. He didn't understand it. Not a single bit.

"Yes. I mentioned that before, didn't I?"

"Oh," Robin said lamely.

"Did you know her?" Regina asked almost casually, but Rumple detected the hint of apprehension in her voice. He had known Regina long enough to recognize it, and he doubted the others noticed.

"Yes." When Emma opened her mouth, probably to ask how, he quickly added "It's complicated." With that, he found another cabinet, the one his dagger happened to be in, and opened it. Stay calm, he told himself as he scanned the shelves. There wasn't much in it anyway, so he didn't need to float everything out. He closed it, maybe a little to quickly.

"Anything?" Belle asked.

"No." Again, his hand almost went to the back of his neck, but Rumple caught himself.

Get ahold of yourself. Forget about that day.

"Then we need a Plan B," Emma said.

"For what?"

The voice and the bell tingling at the door made everyone jump. Marian, with Roland dozing in her arms, came in, standing at the counter awkwardly.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Nothing sweetheart, go back to the Diner," Robin said gently. Rumple noticed Regina blanch a little out of the corner of his eye.

"No, I want to know what's going on!" Marian noticed Regina, and her body went stiff. "Did she do anything?"

An awkward silence rang though the air.

"No, Regina didn't do anything," Robin said firmly. "We're dealing with something else, Marian, and I want to know that you're safe.

"I want to help."

Rumple felt a flash of irritation. He didn't want the drama from this love triangle in his shop. "Dearie, the outlaw's right. Your child is obviously tired, and it's getting late. Leave us to deal with this."

Now her attention was on him, and she froze. "The Dark One," She whispered.

"Yes, that's right. So leave, please. We're busy."

Rumple recognized the flash of emotions in Marian's eyes, but he was a little surprised by some of them. There was fear, but also...not kindness, but something like it, mixed with apprehension.

Robin went over to her and squeezed her hand. "Go back to Granny's. I'll be back soon, I promise."

Rumple did not miss the pain across Regina's face as Marian agreed, and left.

"So what's the plan," Emma quickly said, changing the subject. "Go door-to-door, looking for Ana?"

"Anna," Rumple corrected. "I suppose so. I don't see a better option."

"I can get my parents to make an announcement," Emma continued. "Ask her to come forward."

"And put up posters," Belle suggested.

Rumple's mind went back to the girl he once tried to help. Her powers were indeed strong. Hopefully, once she saw her sister, maybe she could control them a little better.

But would it do much good? Probably not. Didn't chaos occur when Elsa lost control of her powers the last time? Yep. Was it his fault? Maybe. Didn't this prove that it was better to leave her alone? Oh yes. One hundred percent definitely.

Was he really doing the right-no not right. Was he really doing the most logical thing by tracking down Anna?

Who knew when it came to the princesses of Arendelle? Rumple had forgotten why he even bothered anymore.

"Good idea." Rumple leaned on his cane, suddenly feeling a little tired. Tonight was supposed to be the happiest night of his and Belle's lives. Now, only hours later, they were on the hunt for Elsa's long-lost sister.

If only he had kept better tabs on Anna. This mess may have been over with by now if he had.

"I'll see if I can talk to Elsa again. She may have something of her sister's, but I doubt it," He continued.

"Three days right?" Emma asked.

"Yes, but I'm sure she expects us to find her sooner than that. She's a tad impatient. Regina, you should print up some posters. Emma, let your parents know about that announcement. Everyone else, you'll need warm clothing. We'll start searching first thing tomorrow morning."

Anna slowly slid her knife blade across the smooth rock she had found, making sure it was sharp as possible. Across from her, his furry face was illuminated by the fire, Sven let out a little whine.

"Aw, it's okay buddy," Anna said fondly, knowing the reindeer didn't like blades. "I'll put it away soon." As soon as she was done, she kept her word and nestled the blade in it's sheath and put it in her dress pocket.

A sharp rustle made both of them jump. They whirled around towards the sound, but saw only trees.

A branch moved, and a familiar face peeked out. Anna relaxed.

"Don't scare us like that!" She snapped.

"Sorry," Kristoff said sheepishly, walking over to them and sitting next to Sven, giving him an affectionate scratch on the ears. "The stupid caterpillar wouldn't let me pass. He was lying in the middle of the road for some reason." He shook his head in disgust. "I hate Wonderland."

"Did you get it?" Anna asked, standing up excitedly.

Kristoff grinned. "Better. I got us a guide."

Another rustle got her attention, and a man clad in red came out of the bushes. Next to him, a small rabbit in an overcoat hopped along at his heels. Anna didn't blink at the rabbit. To some, it might have been strange, but that kind of thing was normal in Wonderland. One of the reasons Anna wanted to get back to her sister as soon as possible.

"Who are you?" Anna asked, immediately wary.

"Will Scarlet," The man said. "Also known as the Knave of Hearts. I was told you are looking for your sister?"

Anna shot an apprehensive look at Kristoff, who nodded reassuringly.

"Yes," She replied warily.

"Well then," The Knave said. "I believe I can help you."

(Split the ice apart, and break the frozen heart.)