Epilogue the 2nd:

SHIELD Bus, Laguardia Airport 7:00 AM EDT

The Bus had touched down long ago, but Elsa and Anna had been asleep. Skye and Jemma had bunked in the living area, allowing Anna and Elsa proper beds.

Phil had knocked, awakening Elsa. "Agent Ward has contacted Ms. Potts, and Mr. Stark has agreed to let you stay for a few more days."

Elsa had quickly dressed herself in her civilian clothes, and found Phil and her sister waiting for her. "By the way," Phil said as they headed for the exit. "Please don't tell Mr. Stark that I'm alive. Director's orders," he told them.

Anna looked confused. "Did.. did I.." she paused, searching for the word, then gave up. "understand that? Not alive is dead, right?"

"You understood correctly, Anna," Elsa said. And Elsa understood. She didn't like the secrecy, but she understood. "Director Fury faked Agent Phil's death to make the Avengers to make it personal... so they would focus on Loki instead of each other."

"Did that help?" Anna asked incredulously.

"It did for me," Elsa admitted. "Until I saw exactly what Loki was willing to do to his own brother, as well as Phil..." she trailed off. "Well. Now I know what a monster looks like."

"You already did," her sister retorted. "It looks like Hans,"

Elsa laughed, and she turned back to Phil. "I'm sorry for speaking Norsk in front of you like that, Phil," Elsa apologized. "Is Ms. Potts here?"

Phil cocked his head. "I'm Phil, and she's Ms. Potts?"

"You asked me to call you Phil, back when we first me. Remember?" Elsa told him, cocking her in confusion.

"Ah, right," Phil said, giving an apologetic frown. "I apologize. It's been a busy last few weeks,"

"Thank you for saving me," Anna replied.

"By the way," Phil asked, "How was the book?"

"Dark, but good," Elsa replied. Then shuddered. "But I see exactly why Bruce liked it. Want it next?"

Phil shook his head. "I'll get my own copy," he said smiling.

Ms. Potts was waiting for them on the tarmac. She smiled at Anna's wide eyed, excited face.

Elsa, slightly more dignified, introduced her sister.

"It's been a busy thirty-six hours," Ms. Potts told her. "May I assume that you want to take it easy this morning?"

"What? No! I want to see what has changed!" Anna exclaimed, her eyes wide. "Elsa said Oslo had nothing on New York!"
"My sister," said Elsa sedately, "has some energy to burn off."

"Oh?" said Ms. Potts. "Did you have some place in mind?"

Anna was looking wide eyed at the sheer number of aircraft, apparently mentally calculating how many people must pass through here. Elsa leaned forward and whispered. "Ms. Skye mentioned somewhere we might go."

"And where might that be?" asked Ms. Potts.

Elsa told her, her lips betraying a mischievous smile.

"You want your sister's first experience with modern New York to be... that?" said a startled Ms. Potts. "Why?"

Elsa tapped Anna on the shoulder, guiding her towards the sedan that their host had driven. "Well, you've heard my side of the story. Anna? Would you be willing to tell Ms. Potts what happened to you after the Summer Snowstorm?"

Which is why, about ninety minutes later, Pepper Potts had driven them to a private gym that she was a member of. She parked in the underground facility, and they took the elevator up. The receptionist must have recognized Elsa, for she was asked, not to sign in, but for an autograph.

It was still early in the morning on a work day, so most of the stations in this gym were open. Both Elsa and Anna were amazed by the sheer number of devices that seemed to have been devised to cause pain upon the user. "Elsa?" Anna asked nervously. "Where have you brought me?"

"I'm... I'm not sure," Elsa replied. This wasn't what she'd imagine it being. Granted, all she knew was the off the cuff comment by Skye.

"It's in the back," Ms. Potts said, leading the way through the devices, through a hallway and into another room.

Anna and Elsa blinked up at the twenty foot tall climbing wall. "You said you wanted to learn to climb like Kristov," Elsa told her.

Anna gave her sister a disappointed look.

"It was fun, wasn't it?" asked Elsa.

Anna tried her hardest to look grumpy, but it just wasn't in her character.. "It was," she admitted. "Though the," she furrowed her brow before giving up on the English. "Clothing of this place leaves a bit to be desired. Women of this era carry themselves differently, don't they?"

Elsa thought back to Agent Hill and Agent Romanov, before glancing at Ms. Potts. "Yes, they do. But I will admit I hadn't thought of working towards physical strength like that."

Anna looked intrigued, but didn't say anything as they headed back to the car.

"We'll have to come back and practice again sometime," Elsa said, "And I thank you."

"I have to go in to work," Ms Potts told them. "If I drop you off at Stark Tower can you show Ms. Anna around? I'm sure you can find something to entertain yourself with until Tony wakes up. If he isn't already."

"I will, Ms. Potts."

Tony was awake, but working on something. Elsa knew better than to disturb him when he was working. Someone who had known him five minutes knew better than that. Instead, Elsa led Anna out onto the balcony that Tony used as a launching pad.

It was the best view in New York. Period. It just needed a guard rail.

"Wow," Anna whispered, staring out over the city. Elsa didn't blame her, she had the same reaction when Tony had led her out her. It was only then she truly realized the scope of her actions. Exactly how many people she saved in just one city.

"And now," Elsa said after several minutes. "I think I should show you another modern invention."

"What's that?" asked Anna.

"Hot baths."

Anna wasn't much shorter than Elsa, which meant she could fit into some of the clothing that Elsa had acquired. But Elsa could tell she felt somewhat uncomfortable when Tony finally came looking for them.

"Ah," said Tony, "Princess Anna of Arendelle," Tony said regally, bowing.

"I've warned her about you, Mr. Stark," Elsa said, smiling.

"Warned her about my genius? My rugged good looks? How I've saved the world?" Tony asked. "About how I cannot possibly be as bad as Hans?"

Anna narrowed her eyes.

"No," Elsa said. Then she added, "About how mad Pepper would be if we let you fall back into your patronizing ways."

Tony stepped back and blinked. Then he laughed. "Ouch. Low blow. Accurate though. Probably means you've been around me too long. Which reminds me," his face turned serious, "Pepper and I will be going home to California soon. We need to find you a more permanent solution."

He looked at Anna's crestfallen face. "Well, maybe not right this second. It's not like I have to worry about them turning off the power here," he laughed.

"I hope not," Elsa said. "I was hoping to have your, and Jarvis's, help teaching my sister English. The same way I relearned it."

"A few days then, just be thinking about it, all right? Alright."

"And I want to see this story about a knight with an energy sword," Anna told him.

"Isn't that where I left you?" Tony asked Elsa.

"It was a good story well told," said Elsa. "And I told you that Anna would want to be a Jedi."

Elsa heard Anna gasp, and had a pretty good guess why. A grumpy looking Olaf had wandered in behind Tony. She'd wondered where he'd gotten to, and now had a suspicion on what Tony was working on. He'd never solved why Olaf was 'alive' to his satisfaction.

Anna knelt down, and allowed the Snowman to embrace her.