"Where is she?"

"How should I know? She's your sister. And this is your castle. I assume you know all of her hiding spots better than I do."

Anna and Kristoff had been attempting to locate the missing queen for the better part of an hour, and so far were having no luck. When she had fled from the dining room, a trail of ice was left in her wake, an obvious indicator that there was something that was bothering her sister. They just wanted to check if she was alright. Of course there was no guarantee that a stubborn person like Elsa would ever admit that there was something wrong, but there was no harm in trying.

"Ugh…never mind. C'mon. She's here somewhere-wait. Does it seem colder to you, or is that just me?"

"No. You're right. I feel it too."

"Where there's cold, there's Elsa." The two of them continued down a long corridor of the east wing. Though there was no ice visible, the air was surely and steadily decreasing in temperature, enough so that puffs of air were seen in front of the couple's faces.

They stopped in front of a pair of mahogany doors that lead into her sister's office. Anna leaned forward and pressed her ear to the cold surface. No sound. This surely was where the cold was originating from, but was Elsa really in there? She could be signing papers and had fallen asleep-something that happened too often for Anna not to be worried for her sister's health; she worked herself to the bone- but that didn't explain why it felt as though it was near winter in the room.

With Kristoff just behind her, Anna pushed the doors opened smoothly; not even they broke the deafening silence. She looked around in an attempt to find her reclusive older sister, but there wasn't any sight of her…

A sudden gasp from Kristoff jolted her, "Anna, what is that?" He pointed to a shadowy figure slumped on the ground. Without thinking, the princess raced forward and choked back a sob that escaped her throat as the fading light from the window illuminated the pale face of her sister. Elsa's eyes were closed. Her brows were furrowed slightly though and her mouth was pressed in a thin line that, even though she was unconscious, showed her pain.

"Elsa!" Anna shrieked. She got down on her knees and cradled her sister's head, the rest of her body limp like a ragdoll. "Oh…no. Elsa. Elsa. Kristoff, run to get a healer now! Go!" she added for emphasis, for the young ice harvester was stuck almost like a deer in headlights. He turned at the second command racing through the hallway and leaving the two women alone.

It felt like an eternity that Kristoff had returned with the royal physician. Anna sat, rocking her body while holding Elsa's close and whispering nothings to her, 'It will be all right', 'Hang in there'. With some difficulty caused by the red head's refusal to leave her sister, they had managed to get the queen to her bed room, laying her still form on the mattress. She was reluctant, but Anna left the man alone in order to complete his job. He turned to her with a sweet grin, promising to do everything in his power to help the queen recover. Anna had no choice but to believe him. So here she was outside her sister's room, not allowed to come in but wishing to know what was going on, on the other side. It was too much like those thirteen years of separation, and it was driving the princess nuts.

In reality, what was half an hour, but felt like a life time, the door finally opened, revealing the physician. He caught the eyes of the girl and the ice harvester, casting a smile. A smile…that meant good news, right? He walked over.

"How is she?" Kristoff questioned. Anna was unsure of her voice at the moment.

"She's fine aside from a light bump on the head-something that I think that may have been caused when she fell on the desk or perhaps a chair in her office. Nothing some rest won't fix. She's sleeping now with a bit of medicine I've given her, but feel free to go in-"

That was all the young princess needed to hear before storming past the poor man, almost knocking him over. Kristoff apologized, helping the man to his feet, before leaving to join his girlfriend.

It was dark…so dark. There was no light or sound. All that surrounded the queen was black nothingness that smothered her senses as she tried to reach out for something-anything- familiar. It was like she was floating in oblivion. Suddenly, a howl broke to her left, and she turned, but there was nothing there. No one. She knew she should be afraid, but didn't know of what. Panic rose in her chest. Another howl to her right, and the behind her, and in front of her, making a disturbing cacophony of high pitched wails. Something told Elsa to look up, and she did, to be face to face with a bright, glowing moon. It was huge. It seemed to call to her, calming the once rampant panic that flared in her body. Elsa reached a pale hand forward, as if wanting to touch it. But then, another wail, closer and much louder than the rest, followed by a growl…and then…nothing.

Elsa's body jumped awake as she sat ramrod straight. Her eyes darted frantically, her heart a wild drum in her chest. Ice gathered at her finger tips and was slowly spreading. Nothing was registering other than the fact that what she was on was soft, plushy, and the light of the room was much brighter than what she had remembered in her office. The queen placed a hand to her forehead, trying to gather herself.

A raucous snore almost startled the life out of her. Her blue eyes flicked to see her sister, sleeping on the side of… her bed? (This must be her room then.) Anna's hair was almost wild, half in and half out of her twin braids. There was drool on the side of her mouth and another snore shook her, eliciting a slight chuckle from Elsa. She put two and two together. Anna must have found her and brought her back to her room and was waiting for her to wake up. Judging by the second, empty chair, Kristoff had been here as well. Probably to keep her in line for whoever was checking up on her. Elsa felt a rush of affection towards her baby sister and her eyes welled with tears. Anna-this sweet and caring girl- did everything for her. She was the reason Elsa was still here, that she had a reason to live and not succumb to the monster inside. But what had she done? She froze her twice, killing her for a period the second time, locked her out for thirteen years, and was still keeping a huge secret from her, even though the two of them had made a solemn promise to never do so again. No matter how much Elsa tried to convince herself that it was for Anna's safety, that still didn't mean the ends were justified by the means.

Her breath hitched and she ran a cool hand over Anna's reddish tresses, causing the girl to hum and snuggle closer to the source. "Elsa…get better…soon." She mumbled.

Through her tears, Elsa managed a shaky smile, "Don't worry about me Anna," she whispered, "I'll be fine…It's you I'm more worried about. I love you." Elsa was still stroking her hair.

Still in the grips of sleep, "I...love you…too."

I know it's manly focusing on Anna and Kristoff right now, but don't worry. Chapter 5 will be majority about Elsa. There will be some Anna. But mainly Elsa. It's almost the full moon so things will be getting interesting. Read and review. Ta ta duckies.