Prompt: No prompt.

Anna sat on her bed, tugging on a loose thread in the bedspread as she held back a was tired. Something had woke her up. She wasn't sure what, but now she couldn't go back to sleep. She was a little nervous. Tomorrow was her sister's coronation, and that meant she would be even more distant than she already was, and Anna wasn't ready for that. So she had decided if she didn't go back to sleep, morning would never come, and that meant things could stay the way they were, which… weren't very good, to be honest, but they would only get worse after the coronation.

Anna looked up at her bedroom door with a heavy sigh. She missed her sister so much. It had been years since the last time they'd had any positive kind of interaction. Not that Anna didn't try, but Elsa always seemed so far away, like her mind was on other things. That, or she just gave Anna the cold shoulder and very briskly reminded her that she had studies to worry about, and so did Anna. It wasn't fair. Anna deserved a friend, didn't she? She'd had no one to speak to, since their parents had passed away.

She sighed and flopped belly-down onto her bed. She certainly wouldn't have anyone to talk to tonight. Even if she and her sister were on more talkative terms, Elsa had retired early this evening, no doubt wanting some peace and quiet to herself before things got crazy the next day. That was just the sort of thing Elsa would do. Anna figured that, if she could, Elsa would stay in her room and never come out, and do all of her queenly duties from there.

But every morning, she would hear the door down the hall open, and would hear the footsteps pass by her door. Most mornings, the footsteps would stop, or at the very least, hesitate, in front of her own bedroom door. A few mornings, when sleep had still clogged her mind, Anna could swear that Elsa had whispered a quiet "good morning" to her, but when she'd excitedly tumble out of bed to greet her, thinking maybe things would be different now, Elsa was always long gone, and Anna was left feeling a little emptier inside than she had before.

Anna had just about decided to try and go back to sleep when her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone crying out. Her ears perked up, and she looked back towards her bedroom door, wondering if perhaps that was what had woke her up in the first place. That was… odd. She listened in silence, wondering what it was that had made the sound, but just when she'd decided it was her mind playing tricks, she heard another cry, louder this time. Curiosity piqued, she stood from her bed, adjusting her nightclothes as she tiptoed towards the door. With a deep breath, she opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, looking down both ways, trying to gauge where the cries were coming from.

From here, she could also hear some kind of soft sobbing. With a start, she realised that the sounds were coming from Elsa's room, and she sprinted down the hallway to the doors that had come to be the bane of her existence. She thought about knocking, but worry for her sister overpowered her want to be polite, so she tried the door handle, shocked when she found it unlocked. She opened the door and slid inside, closing the door behind her.

"Elsa?" she asked softly, squinting in the darkness as she tried to see Elsa's silhouette. She finally spotted her on the bed, distressed and tossing and turning as she cried out again between sobs. "Elsa…" Anna quickly walked to the side of her bed and looked down at Elsa, unsure what to do. She realised, a bit late, that Elsa was still asleep, and came to the conclusion that she must be having a nightmare. She hesitated slightly before moving to sit down on the bed, sliding under the covers and snuggling up against Elsa. Elsa would never allow this if she were awake, and she'd probably be mad when she woke up, but Anna didn't care. Not right now.

"Sh…" Anna murmured soothingly, wrapping her arms around Elsa, trying to calm her down. "Sh… It's okay, Elsa… I'm here…" she brushed Elsa's sweat-soaked bangs from her forehead as she tossed and sobbed more. "Sh… You're gonna be okay now, it's okay…"

Elsa sobbed more. "No… No…" Her voice came out in a heart-wrenching, broken whisper, and Anna held her tighter.

"You're alright, it's okay…" Anna told her gently.

"I'm s-sorry… I'm so sorry, Anna, please, I'm so sorry… I never meant to hurt you…" Elsa's words tore at Anna's heart.

So she was having a nightmare about her. Anna wasn't sure what to think about it. She didn't realize she was on her sister's mind at all, let alone enough to have a nightmare about her. Perhaps Elsa did care, far more than she ever let on, at least.

"Sh… It's okay… I forgive you, Elsie…" Anna murmured softly, using her old nickname for her sister as she leaned up to press a soft kiss to her forehead, remembering times from her childhood when she had been upset, and her mother had done the very same thing to her. Perhaps it would work for Elsa, too. "It's okay… I forgive you…" she reiterated.

Something in that action, or those words, seemed to calm Elsa down, and her sobs grew significantly quieter, and she slumped against Anna.

"That's it… You're okay…" Anna murmured, wrapping her arms tighter around her sister and holding her close. "Everything's gonna be okay now…"

After a few moments, Elsa's sobbing had ceased and she stirred a bit, her eyes opening ever so slightly as she looked up at her sister.

"A-Anna?" she whispered tiredly.

Anna looked up at her. Elsa's eyes were open, yes, but Anna could tell that she was more in a state of sleep than awake, so, for fear of her reaction, she decided she wouldn't say anything about being in her sister's bed unless Elsa asked her.

"Sh… Go back to sleep, Elsie… It's late." Anna murmured soothingly. That was a lot safer than bringing up the topic of the nightmare, which could make Elsa wake up more, and who knew what she would say or do about Anna being near her. She seemed to hate Anna being near her, or trying to be close to her.

But, luckily, Elsa only nodded and laid her head back down on her sister's shoulder, closing her eyes again. Anna brought the blanket up around them as Elsa drifted off to sleep again, going over everything in her mind again. It was scary, to think that Elsa had been so affected by a nightmare. She was normally so strong and seemed so unaffected by things around her. She was twenty-one years old, about to be queen. Anna never really considered the fact that even future queens could have nightmares, too. As she looked down at Elsa, the thought occurred to her that, perhaps deep down, Elsa still felt like a little girl, scared and trapped and unsure of the future, and that's why she had nightmares. But that didn't explain why the nightmare was about her. She decided that maybe, if she felt brave enough, she would ask Elsa in the morning.

She looked back down at Elsa, whose face had started to slip into a distressed frown once again as she slept. Worried that she might be having another nightmare, Anna started to hum a gentle tune she remembered their mother singing to them when they were girls, back when they shared the same bedroom. She smiled slightly as Elsa seemed to calm down once again. Anna decided that she would stay up. She couldn't let Elsa have another nightmare. Not after seeing what it had done to her. She would stay up all night if she had to.

Early the next morning, as the sun began to rise, before Elsa had even begun to stir, Anna quietly slipped from her sister's sleepy grip and got out of the bed. She paused as she turned towards the door, turning back and pressing a soft kiss to her sister's forehead. "I love you, Elsie." As soon as she had whispered that, though, Elsa began to stir, so Anna quickly and quietly left the room, shutting the door behind her.

She walked slowly back to her room, rubbing her arms. She'd started to feel chilly at some point during the night, but had written it off, deciding there was just a draft. She went into her bedroom and looked over to where her dress for the day hung. With a sigh, she began to get dressed. Today was already going to be long, but now it would be longer, since she hadn't gotten any sleep. But that wasn't important. The important thing was that Elsa felt safe now, and that she had gotten a good night's rest. She would need it more than Anna did. Anna always managed to find energy somehow.

As she finished dressing, she heard the door down the hall open. Before she could change her mind, she ran to the door and opened it, stepping out into the hallway just as Elsa approached her door.

Elsa seemed a bit startled, and she tugged her gloves over her hands, making sure they were secure. "Anna," she acknowledged her sister with a polite, albeit too proper, nod.

"Elsa." Anna followed Elsa as she walked down the hall, staying a pace behind her. She forgot everything she'd decided about not bringing last night up, and spoke gently. "Are you okay? I mean… after last night? You seemed so upset and terrified."

"Whatever are you on about, Anna?" Elsa didn't even break pace as she spoke to her sister, nor did she turn to look at her. That was typical. Elsa never acknowledged her unless she had to for some reason.

"Last night… You…" Anna decided to try and tiptoe around the fact that she'd been in her sister's room, at least for now. "You were crying and sobbing and… you were so sad and upset, and… Don't you remember?"

"Remember what, Anna? I don't have time for your superfluous talking, today is a very busy day. You know that."

Anna paused. So Elsa really didn't remember anything that had happened. She didn't remember the nightmares, the screaming and crying, the sobbing. She didn't remember her sister holding her and comforting her as she tried to calm her down. Well… Anna supposed that was for the better. She wouldn't bring it up, if Elsa wasn't going to remember. She didn't want to be the one to inform her sister that she'd gone into her room without her express permission.

"Nothing. Never mind. It must have been in my head." Anna blinked back tears silently. How she wished she could show her sister how much she loved her. "It's not important, anyways…"

This was the final installment, and it was the day before the movie came out.

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