A/N: The epilogue is set up as journal entries from Elsa. The dates. obviously, signify a new day. Entries that are on the same day but at a different time are separated by a small space. I apologize if some of the paragraphs become pretty large, I'm still figuring out how to do small things when it comes to formatting.

Just for continuities sake, the party took place on December 17th, 2014.

Saturday, January 3rd 2015

I woke up today. Dazed and confused, of course. It took me a moment but I did eventually realize that I was in a hospital, staring at the ceiling with Pocahontas of all people standing over me. She immediately smiled and handed me this journal, stating that "it might help you in the days to come". I'm not sure what she meant. I tried to sit up, but I barely budged before pain rendered me unable to move any further. Apparently I had broken my left leg, my collarbone, and my left wrist. I'm able to brace the journal against the cast while I write, but it's an awkward and somewhat painful position. Pocahontas asked me what I remembered, and it was difficult for me to answer. One because of the brace I was in, and two because I honestly couldn't remember a whole lot after arriving at Gaston's party. She just smiled at me and let me know that Anna was passed out on the chair on the other side of the room. She continued on to say that she won't wake her up, and that she'll let the nurses know that I had awoken. She just left about five minutes ago, actually.

Pocahontas never returned, but the doctor did. He said that his name was Dr. Facilier and he immediately asked me if I remembered anything, like Pocahontas did. When I gave my answer, he said that I probably had a case of acute temporary amnesia and that I'd probably remember before long. I asked him how long I had been in the hospital, and he told me a little over two weeks. He says that when I first arrived in the hospital, I was immediately rushed into surgery to deal with some of my more major injuries that included a collapsed lung. The surgery was successful, but I was placed onto life support soon after due to complications during aftercare. After three days, he claims that my Grandmother Gothel had agreed to take me off the life support. According to him, a priest came in and even performed my last rites before gathering my friends and "the snoozing little redhead across the room" before they took me off. But when they did, I didn't die. Instead, he just said that the room had gotten very, very cold. My skin turned pale and my hair lost all of its color, but I continued to live. He just smiled and mentioned that I must have "some real good friends on the other side". To be completely honest, I'm not sure what any of that means. I guess my powers somehow managed to save my life? I really don't know. Dr. Facilier just left; he said he'd be back in a moment to run a few diagnostics before waking Anna. I'm very excited to see her, I've missed her terribly and maybe she can help me remember what happened to land me in a hospital.

Before she even said a word, she kissed me and immediately began to sob. This, of course, made me start to cry. She started to dab at the corners of my eyes with the sleeve of her shirt before profusely apologizing. Repeatedly stating that she'd never leave my side again, and that if she never left things would have turned out differently. I asked her what she meant and what had happened, but she wouldn't tell me. She straight out stubbornly refused and said that she'd prefer to wait until everyone else was here too. Through her tears, all she could do was apologize and tell me she loves me over and over. It hurts me deeply to see her this way, even more so because I have no idea what I can say or do to make her feel better. She did eventually calm down though, and soon we just started catching up like nothing even happened. She held on to my hand the entire time as she told me about her time in London. All of the new foods she tried and learned to cook, all of the history she had learned, and she even mentioned going to see a few productions with Jane. I envy her in that sense; I've always heard that the shows in London were some of the best. I couldn't really offer her much for a response after a while though, it hurts to speak. But she understood. She always had this dorky little grin whenever she looked me in the eyes. This, in turn, makes me smile so we just end up smiling at each other without saying a word for a few moments. God, have I missed her. She's in the bathroom right now, and she's determined that there'll be enough room on this bed for us both to fit on it tonight. We'll see how that goes.

Sunday, January 4th 2015

Aleks is dead, they told me. They all told me. Anna, Rapunzel, Pocahontas, Merida, and Jasmine. They all came into the room and told me. They said that they found her in a pool of blood on the top floor. I don't believe them though. I can't believe them. Dead? Never Aleks. She has to be in the next room over or something, probably. Rapunzel started crying when she said how she found Aleks, and what it'd mean for me. It all seemed very elaborate; I wonder how long it took her to come up with it.

I've just been sort of crying throughout the day. It wasn't until Dr. Facilier came into the room and told me that I started to believe what had happened. I don't know why I didn't at first; my friends have no reason to lie to me. It was… foolish of me I suppose. I wanted to know the full story of what happened, though. Jasmine told me that all she saw was me falling over the balcony and landing on the grass below, and that she and Pocahontas were the first ones to run to my side. She told me that I was conscious, but barely. She went on to say that Merida tried her best to keep me awake while she called an ambulance. Rapunzel rode with me while the others promptly left the house to get into the car and follow the ambulance. Anna said that her cousin had called her in hysterics, saying how I was taken in for emergency surgery for my injuries. Anna, in near tears, says that Jane had to physically restrain her to stop her from taking the next flight back to the states. It wasn't until Rapunzel called and told her that I was stable in aftercare that she was able to slowly calm down and rationalize everything. But she also said that Rapunzel never told her about the complications and how I went on life support. The next thing Anna had heard was that I had fallen into a coma. Rapunzel told me that throughout the entire ordeal, I was never left alone. She made sure that she, Jasmine, Merida, Pocahontas, or Kristoff were nearby. When Anna made it back to the states, she took it upon herself to never leave my hospital room. She says she's been living out of her suitcase, hospital food, and using the shower in the room for the past two weeks. She's hardly left my side throughout the day, just held my hand whenever I cried. I appreciate everyone's support and all, but I'm just tired right now. Exhausted, even. I don't really want to think about what the future holds for the moment.

Monday, January 5th 2015

I was visited today by the police department. They asked Anna to leave the room for a moment while they spoke to me, and although she wasn't too happy about it, she did. They very calmly told me that the investigation regarding Aleks' death had come to an end, and they were here to offer their condolences and the evidence they had withheld. I asked them what they meant, and they told me that the case was a murder-suicide. Apparently, from what they discovered, Aleks had killed Hans before killing herself. The strange thing though was that they found no murder weapon, and that a lot of the blood at the scene was watered down. They had closed the case when they finally realized that they wouldn't find one. The withheld evidence they gave me was just a sheet of paper that was actually her suicide note. I didn't want to read it at first. It wasn't until Anna urged me that I did. And quite frankly, I don't care about the life insurance. I don't care how she spent so much money on Hans. To Hell with the money, I just want my sister back.

Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't I have noticed something was very, very wrong? How could Aleks even do such a thing? I'm glad that dirt bag is dead and rotting. He's the one that drove her to it.

Hospital food tastes like dirt mixed with salt. I want to leave, but Dr. Facilier is adamant that I stay a couple more days. The stethoscope he wears around his neck is cold and stupid.

Wednesday, January 7th 2015

I snapped at Anna this morning. I woke up in a sweat and asked Anna if she could get off the bed for a moment so I could cool down real quick. When she opened her eyes and started to yawn, I kind of got snippy at her for taking her sweet time. After she got up and I felt a little better, I promptly apologized. I've been sort of on edge a bit I guess. Everything hurts and I'm starting to get a little restless and sick of this hospital. She said she understood, but I can see it in her eyes that I hurt her a little. I didn't mean to, that's the last thing I'd ever want to do.

Dr. Facilier told me that I'd be able to leave the hospital today. I cannot describe how relieved I am to hear that. He told me that I'll be in a wheelchair for a while until my collarbone and wrist heal enough to the point where I can hopefully use crutches to get around. He told me that he wants me to come back once every couple of weeks though for x-rays to be sure everything is healing correctly. He also recommended I set up appointments for a therapist to help cope with Aleks' death. Anna seems to think it's a good idea, but I'm not sure. I'll have to think about it. He's also put me on a prescription for painkillers that would probably knock out a horse.

Every little bump in this wheelchair and in car rides hurts my everything. I'm extremely appreciative of Anna taking it upon herself to roll me around and get in and out of it. I have to keep my leg fairly elevated, and the collarbone brace kind of restricts my movement. It's kind of awkward, but she and I have found a position where we can cuddle on the couch without me being in too much pain. The fun part is going to be bathing. I obviously can't do too much on my own, and I know how Anna gets.

It's pretty painful, but I can manage to bathe myself. I just need Anna's help to get in and out of the tub and taking the collarbone brace on and off seeing as I'm kind of restricted to baths instead of showers. She blushed the entire time, and I find that to be kind of adorable. Seems kind of unfair though that she gets to see me naked but I can't her. In due time, though.

Friday, January 9th 2015

Mr. Oaken stopped by today completely unannounced. Anna and I were watching The Sound of Music when we heard a knock at the door and assumed it'd be Rapunzel. Imagine our surprise when the Swedish giant, I say that with no disrespect of course, had to fit his way through the doorframe. He sat down on the chair and proceeded to tell us about he had just heard about what happened with Aleks and my hospital visit. He offered his condolences and said that he would create a scholarship program in Aleks' memory. It's very kind of him, of course, but curiosity got the better of me and I had to ask him why he would do that for someone he hardly knew, and his face suddenly got really solemn. He revealed to me that he was actually pretty close friends with my father. He told me that for around a month before his death, he had started attending AA meetings and that's when he met him. Apparently, Oaken had a bit of an alcohol problem himself and had been regularly attending the meetings for a few weeks prior. He went on to say that him and my father started to lean on each other for support, and that my father helped him through a tough time in his life and that the scholarship was the least he could do to honor the memory of my father and sister. Funny how over a decade later, I'm still learning new things about father. Before Mr. Oaken left, he placed his hand on my shoulder and said that my father would be extremely proud of the woman I've grown to be.

He knew he had a problem, and he took it upon himself to try and seek support for that. By no means does that excuse some of the things he had done, but it gives me a certain degree of comfort knowing that he tried to find help. I don't hate him. I could never hate him. I still love my father. Although I still carry emotional and a few physical scars from the abuse following mother's death, I still love him. I guess it's a good thing Pocahontas gifted me this little journal. I've written in it more than I thought I would at first. It's nice to put down my thoughts on paper at times. Winter break is ending next week, and classes will resume. I still need to sign up for classes, I think Anna and I will do that tomorrow, I don't think she's signed up for any yet either. Hopefully they aren't all filled up.

Monday, January 12th 2015

Anna brought up an interesting idea today. She and I were talking about what we planned to do for the summer. I thought it was kind of a strange thought coming from her considering she never really worries about the future much, but it was something that she grew serious about. Honestly, I hadn't really given it much thought. I always assumed that Aleks and I would figure that out together. She asked if I would be alright if she and I rented an apartment together in the next town over. She even mentioned that she didn't mind paying the rent because she recently got a raise over at Tony's. I don't have a problem with the idea at all, we've already been living together for the past few months and it has worked out fairly well. But I do have a problem with her taking all of the fiscal responsibility for herself. I can't exactly get out in the working world myself right now, but Aleks did mention life insurance and whatnot in her note. Maybe I'll look into that, but I'd still much rather have my sister than the money.

Today was my first checkup back at the hospital, and I was actually fairly nervous to return. The entire atmosphere just made me uneasy, but Anna refused to let go of my hand the entire time. Dr. Facilier was actually surprised when he had gotten the x-rays back. He says that my bones have been healing at a pretty extraordinary rate, and suspects I'll be fully out of the casts by this time next month. I wish I shared his optimism, everything is still extremely sore. But the thought of getting out of these casts is a nice one; Anna is starting to get a little handsy when it comes to helping me in and out of the tub. And I let her. She hasn't outright said it yet, but I know her, uh, "urges" are starting to get the best of her. But I'm not sure how far we could get considering I'm still in two casts and a brace. We've kind of been restricted to cuddling on my right side and kissing.

Tuesday, January 13th 2015

I woke up last night at some ungodly hour sobbing with Anna's arms wrapped around me. I dreamt of the fight Aleks and I had when she admitted the truth behind father's death. I had apparently cried myself awake, filled with a kind of regret I can't really describe. After I had calmed down a little bit, Anna kissed my forehead and mentioned something strange; the room wasn't cold. I looked around and there weren't any snowflakes suspended in the air. My powers were gone. I tried making a snowball, but I couldn't. Nothing happened. At first I was shocked, maybe even terrified. But then I grew to be relieved. Anna had mentioned that they day she heard that I had been rushed to the hospital, her little crystal started to 'bleed'. And now that I think about it, I don't even know what happened to mine. I asked Anna to check up on Olaf in her room, and she said that he was fine. Not melting at all, still with the small flurry over his head. It's all just very strange. My powers have always been with me, even if I didn't want nor enjoy them, I kind of learned to just accept it after a while. It was one of those things that ostracized me and kept me isolated from everyone else. Now that they're gone, gain, I feel sort of relieved. I guess that somehow, I lost my powers but kept my life. But why didn't Aleks keep hers?
But on an unrelated note, classes are starting tomorrow and I'm still in a wheelchair. Anna, Rapunzel, and Merida have taken it upon themselves to attend my classes for me, record them, and bring me back any papers and recordings. I'm extremely appreciative of them; I'll have to take them all out for a nice dinner once I can walk again.

Sunday, January… 26th maybe? 27th? No, 25th! 2015

Hey Elsa! You're still asleep! And actually kind of snoring but it's adorable. Anyway, I noticed your journal thing on the nightstand and thought I'd leave you this little note. I promise I haven't read anything though, I just found the closest blank page. You don't know it yet, but Jasmine, Rapunzel, Merida, Pocahontas, Kristoff and I have something special planned for you today. I know that I missed both your birthday and Christmas with you because of my London trip and your hospital trip so hopefully today makes up for those. But we're all taking a day to travel across the state to an amusement park! Sounds great, doesn't it? And plus you're in a wheelchair so we'll totally get to skip all the lines and stuff. Also! I went with Jasmine the other day to this jewelry place for your gift. It's this gorgeous silver necklace with a little snowflake on it. And it has your birthstone on it! Pretty cool, right? Also also! I woke up horny as all hell this morning and you're sexy as all hell with bedhead. But I better wake you up now so you can get ready and stuff. Also because if I sit here any longer, I'm probably going to try and get all up in your vag despite your casts. Anyway, I love you!
-Anna

Anna, you're such a freaking dork but I love you too.

Friday, February 13th 2015

Today, I am a free woman! I went in for a checkup today with Dr. Facilier and imagine my surprise when he told me that I was ready to have my casts removed. I immediately went back to the dorm as soon as I could and showered because to say it smelt bad would be the understatement of the century. He said I'd have to attend physical therapy twice a week for a while, but it's a small price to pay for mobility. Although I cannot walk all by myself yet, I can do fairly well as long as I have something to lean against and take it slow. Dr. Facilier also gave me a prescription for more, albeit much weaker pain killer, he warned me about soreness. He also recommend that I go out and buy braces for my leg and wrist as those could help reduce pain as well. It wasn't until I was out of the shower and sitting on the bed that I realized exactly what a couple months in a cast can do to your skin. I'm going to have to stock up on ample supplies of cocoa butter. It'll definitely make Anna happy; she loves the smell of it. Speaking of Anna, she just left campus about an hour ago. She mentioned something about checking out a store that Jasmine told her about.

She came back with an… interesting assortment of items to say the least. She just went for a shower, and curiosity got the better of me and I couldn't help but peek into the bag she left on the couch when she returned. Inside are toys. Dirty toys. Some of them look extremely comical, and I cannot even begin to imagine what they could be used for. There was even a fair amount of Hershey's kisses inside the bag. I'm not sure what she's planning, but I'd be lying if I said I weren't a little scared.

I loved it. I love them. One kind of forgets exactly how sensitive things are after months of inactivity. Anna has actually already fallen asleep, and I am not long behind her. At this moment, I'm not too sure if orgasms were the best thing for recovering muscles. I'll have to ask Jasmine exactly where this store is so that I can have a nice little surprise for Anna one of these days.

Saturday, February 14th 2015

It's Valentine's Day! And boy do I have plans for Anna. Rapunzel gave me the idea of taking her out for mini-golf and hanging around the mall. I know she isn't really one for shopping, but she seems to have fun and genuinely enjoy looking around the more unique and oddity type of stores. And besides, neither of those things are real strenuous and I don't want to be hung up on painkillers all day. But that isn't even really the main event of the day. I got in contact with Kristoff and managed to have the restaurant reserved for only me and Anna for a couple hours tonight. I'm pulling out all the stops, every corny and cheesy stereotype. Dimmed lights, lit candles, rose petals strewn about, the whole shebang. I even got Kristoff to take a shower and rent a snazzy tux for the occasion. I'm so excited, but first off I have to wake Anna up. It's already eight and she isn't up, she can be such a lazybones at times.

The whole thing went off without a flaw. While we were at the mall, I snuck off for a moment and bought her this gorgeous green dress and a matching turquoise one for myself for the dinner tonight. We stopped off at the dorm real quick, I ran off ahead of her real quick and I laid it out on her bed to surprise her. I just left her with a little note telling her to put it on while I locked myself in my own room to doll myself up. When I finished and met up with her, it is impossible for me to accurately describe just how gorgeous she looked. I was nervous the entire drive over to Tony's, actually. Just in complete disbelief that I was with such an extraordinary person as her. She lit up like Rapunzel in the pots and pans section of Bed, Bath & Beyond when Kristoff had opened the door for us and she saw how everything was laid out with the table set for two. We were both very surprised over how well Kristoff could cook, a secret talent that not even Anna knew about apparently. It was still pretty early by the time we got back, so Anna suggested that we watch Wicked and sing along to it. I was Elphaba and she was Glinda, and it was just a blast. I swear I end up falling deeper in love with her by the hour. And although I'm still in pain and not up for another night like the last, that didn't stop me from eating out a second time tonight.

Monday, March 2nd 2015

Anna and I talked about it a little more, and I think we're both sold on the idea of renting an apartment once the semester ends. We sort of argued very briefly about her taking on the fiscal responsibilities by herself. But we came to an understanding without it escalating any more than it needed to. And so tomorrow I have appointments with different bankers, lawyers, and other people of the legal type about any funds that were left to me. While I'm at it, it just occurred to me this morning that I don't know what happened to Aleks' body. I guess that amongst all of the grief, it just never occurred to me and I feel horrible over it. I'm sorry, Aleks. I've been steadily feeling a little better by the day over the whole ordeal, though. I'm not angry or depressed over it, but I tend to get a little weepy if I think about it too long. Luckily though, Anna knows the signs and how to console me.

Pocahontas showed up today while Anna was at work and asked if she and I could have a little chat. I've spoken to her many times over the past few weeks, but it was the first time that we were one on one since the day I awoke from the coma and she handed me this journal. Our conversation went on at first like any normal one would, she asked how I was feeling about everything and just checkup up on me on a more personal level than she could in our group of friends. Then out of the blue she asks me how I've been adapting with the loss of my powers. I immediately felt myself begin to brush it off and pretend I didn't know what she was talking about, but it probably just made it worse because I'm a terrible liar.
I asked her if she found out from Aleks, and she said that my sister never told her a thing. She says that the day I was taken off of life support and the room became frigid, she knew that something was array. She goes on to say that once I was stable and that the room had warmed back up, she left the hospital an encountered what she called a spirit. She says that it was of an old, ancient woman who bore both the scars of betrayal and of regret. Pocahontas said that the spirit told her that she used to be a goddess who had placed a curse on those who killed her. That her spirit would be reborn with every new generation, but this time was split into two because there were two first-borns. As two halves, she didn't have the power to save one as she took her own life, and so her spirit had rejoined itself in the living body. When that living body was on the verge of death, it sacrificed itself to ensure the survival.
By all accounts, I would have thought that Pocahontas was crazy. But between my own experience and the expression on her face says, I knew that she told the truth. Turns out that old story that Jane told me about was true. That the powers I was cursed with just for being born is what saved me. That by taking her own life, Aleks saved mine. I asked Pocahontas what happened to the spirit, and she said it was time for the spirit to lay itself to rest. It had spent so much of its energy to save my life that it didn't have enough to rebirth itself. Pocahontas says that before it disappeared, it had a remorseful smile and told her "tell Elsa that I apologize for all the trouble I caused in her life". She went on to say that every creature, even rocks and trees have a life, a spirit, and a name. That I only have to be willing to see and hear them in order to do so. That even loved ones never truly die as long as we believe they're still with us. I'm not religious by any sense of the word, but hearing Pocahontas say that coupled with the story she told, it… brings me more comfort than I can describe. I'm not sure if I one hundred percent believe what Pocahontas told me about talking to a spirit. But then again, I used to be able to conjure snow and ice at my fingertips. So I guess anything is really possible.

Tuesday, March 3rd 2015

I don't deserve any of the things that were left for me. I kept true to my word today and took the six hour trip back home for legal business with Merida and Jasmine while Anna has work and classes to attend. There was just so much left behind that I honestly had no idea about. In her letter, Aleks mentioned finding life insurance policies on us and our parents but that wasn't even scratching the surface. So many different checks, bonds and an entire inheritance that all matured and became ours once we turned eighteen that our grandmother told us about. In addition, I was left behind my parents joint safe deposit box. It was mostly legal documents like birth certificates, but it also held all of my mother's jewelry. But to me, the most important were my parents' wedding bands that I'd prefer to keep near me at all times.
I also found out what happened with Aleks' remains. In my parents' will, they requested that if Aleks or I didn't state otherwise in our own wills, we'd be buried with them in the local cemetery. The last time I visited that cemetery was before Aleks and I left for college, and I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to visit all three of them right now. When I got back to the campus, Pocahontas approached me in the hall and handed me a light blue hairband that I immediately recognized as Aleks'. She told me that she had intended to give it to me much earlier, but wasn't sure how I'd react considering how vulnerable I was. I'm extremely appreciative that she gave it to me, and I actually think I'll start wearing it for the same reasons I wear mother's red hoodie. I don't know how to explain it, but it brings me a sort of comfort. I guess always being around things they left behind helps me feel like they're still around. Anna just called me and said she was on the way back, so I think I'm going to start on dinner. I'm honestly not sure how I feel right now, but standing up and doing something is bound to be better than sitting here. It's just been a very long day.

Thursday, April 16th 2015

The entire gang came with Anna and I to look at apartments around town, and so say it was hectic would be a bit of an understatement. The look on some of these renter's faces when an entire crew of women plus Kristoff and Eugene came walking into the building was pretty priceless. Nonetheless, we did end up finding one we agreed on that isn't too far from the college and Anna's work. While we were out, Kristoff recommended that I apply for this internship at a local architectural firm. The idea piqued my interest, and I think I'll stop by and check it out next weekend. I have a string of tests starting tomorrow and I'd like to be able to focus on those first and foremost.

Hey, Elsa, did you know you snore? Because you snore. I'd push you off of the bed for it if I didn't find it so cute. But I mean, if you wanted to tune it down just a little, I'd be extremely appreciative.

-Anna

Sunday, May 24th 2015

Today we went out and started to pick out furniture for the new place. It isn't a whole lot larger than the dorm we currently occupy, but it doesn't come furnished. It isn't something I have a problem with, though. I was never a real fan of the black leather the college has, and much prefer something cloth. However, since I'm still going through physical therapy, I can't do a whole lot of lifting. Kristoff and Eugene 'volunteered' to help out, but only after Anna bribed them both with brownies. It helped that Rapunzel threatened Eugene with sleeping on the couch if he didn't help. I'm sure they both would have anyway, but it's fun to tease the boys around from time to time. Anna finished with her last final on Friday, and I have my last one tomorrow. She keeps mentioning leaving for a surprise after I finish, and I'm a little nervous. I can never really tell what Anna means when she mentions a 'surprise'.

Monday, May 25th, 2015

Anna sure does know how to surprise me. The moment I left the classroom, she was waiting on me and off we went. She didn't tell me where we were going until we pulled into the cemetery six hours away. At first I thought it was a bad idea, but Anna pushed me and kept saying it'll be good for me in the long run. So, I walked up to the headstones which were all right next to each other and sat there for a long while. I just started talking to them as if they were right there in front of me, and I guess technically they were. Told them about how school was going and that I recently got accepted into the internship. Introduced them to Anna and told them were moving into the apartment next week. I wasn't old enough to know their opinions on same-sex relationships, but I like to think they wouldn't care as long as I'm happy. I didn't start crying until I started talking to Aleks, but Anna sat next to me and held me as I did. It was obvious to tell that she had only passed fairly recently, grass had only just started to grow back on the plot. I took her hairband off of my head and placed it on her headstone and asked if it was alright for me to wear it.
Anna left my side only for a moment to grab something out of the trunk of the car, and came back with a flower she had bought earlier that day. She told me that it was an amaryllis, and that the florist told her it represented pride, determination, and beauty, all three of which Aleks had no shortage of. The petals were red but faded to a white on the inside, and I thought it was gorgeous. We planted it beside her headstone before I took the hairband back. Before we left, Anna knelt down in front of her headstone and said that all was forgiven, and that she's sorry they didn't get along better. She then rejoined me at my side as I said my goodbyes and that I'd be back to visit every now and then. As we walked back to the car and started the long drive back to campus, I was still teary-eyed but I did feel a little better about the entire situation. I'm so lucky to have both Anna and a group of friends I can count on.

Friday, June 5th 2015

Today was our first full day in the new apartment. It was extremely foreign at first when Anna and I woke up, and took both of us a moment to catch our bearings. But I think we'll get used to it pretty quickly to be completely honest. She's starting a new shift at eight in the morning now, and it's actually really nice to not wake up on my own. I have to be at the firm by nine most days, and I'm already a natural morning person, but it just feels so much more complete with Anna although she drags for the first hour. She wasn't so bad this morning though; she has a pretty nice bite mark on her left breast she gets to sport around for the day.

Sunday, June 21st 2015

Today is Anna's birthday! I have big plans, surprises for the day! Nothing, not nothing is going to get in my way. I have hidden gifts around the apartment while she's at work, jewelry, snowglobes, fun hats, and even a sandwich on the couch. I've planned this for weeks, done everything in my power. I'm determined to give her the sun, the moon, and the sky as I make this a perfect day for her. After she gets home and finds all the gifts, we're all surprising her and taking her down to the state fair. Just so many birthday thrills for her! Gah, I'm so excited.

Elsa, the best thing about the day was you letting me take care of you when your allergies started to act up in the flower garden. Today was perfect, thank you so much. I love you.

-Anna

Sunday, July 9th 2015

I'm going to have to start using this journal more sparingly; I'm actually almost out of pages. But, I have exciting news about today. Tony offered Anna a management position because he's planning to expand the restaurant. He's already bought a new, larger building across town that he plans to move to and have Anna act as the head chef. She's getting a pretty hefty raise, but she seemed to be more excited about the fact she gets to wear one of the funny looking chef hats and the fact she gets to come up with her own dishes to serve. She was already a pretty good cook when I met her, but she still manages to get a little better every time.

Thursday, September 17th 2015

Anna and I have been together for a year today. And boy has it been an eventful one, to say the least. So much has changed in what seems like such a little time. Some of the changes were welcomed, others not so much but nonetheless, I have a pretty positive outlook for the future. Things between her and I have been wonderful, I couldn't wish for anything better. I plan on driving down to the restaurant later today when she gets off and taking her out for a movie. Something small and simple, but a movie was our first date a year ago, I think it would be a good idea to do it again a year later.

Thursday, December 17th 2015

Today marks a year. A year since Aleks and I went to that party, a year since I fell into a coma and nearly lost my life, and a year since my sister lost hers. Anna and I both took the day off to go and visit her grave today. After I wiped the snow off of her grave, I got a little teary-eyed, but I didn't break down and start crying. Instead, I just chose to remember the happier times. Despite how she came off at times, she really was one of the warmest and loving people I've ever known. I miss her every day of course, but I keep her memory alive. I donate a hundred dollars a month to suicide awareness and have it signed in her memory in addition to wearing her hairband every now and then. To my surprise, before we were about to leave the cemetery, Jasmine, Pocahontas, Merida, Rapunzel, Eugene, and Kristoff all met us at the car. Even Jane was there, she said that she jumped on the opportunity to fly over and finally meet her cousin. They told me that today shouldn't be about grief over the loss, but celebration for her life. Anna invited everyone over to the apartment, promising that we'd all have a good dinner and enjoy each other's company. She said that she thinks it's a good idea that I be surrounded by friends and loved ones for the day, and I deeply appreciate that. I think it would be a good idea to get to know Jane a bit better too; she may be able to tell me about more family I'm unaware of.
To be honest, I have no clue what the future could hold. I don't really want to know. What I do know that in this very moment, I have such an amazing group of people I'm lucky enough to call my friends. And even one very special person I'm lucky enough to call my girlfriend. I know that whatever the future may hold, I'll take it on with Anna at my side and my friends at my back. I love them all dearly, with every last fiber of my being. I've been burning low, I've been burning bright, but the candle has never gone out.

And you will always be perfect

You'll always be beautiful

Our hearts, will never forget you

You didn't belong here

And it's become so clear why heaven called your name

And it just doesn't seem right, was it really your time?

Are we dreaming?

We'll never let go of you.

Wish you were here, but it's becoming clear

That Earth's just not the place for an angel like you.

A/N: Well. That's it. I'm going to use this space down here for my ramblings, so if you don't care for those then feel free to close the tab lol.

But anyway, I do hope that this was an adequate ending for this little story I've written. As I've said before, this is the first fic I've actually taken the time to sit down and write. By no accounts do I find this fic to be perfect, but I am proud of it overall. I felt like that with every chapter, both my writing and storytelling got a little bit better, even with the gradual change in style I guess. Although, to be fair, I'm not really sure if the fic had a real 'plot' to begin with. If I had to choose a central theme though, it'd be "growing & acceptance". Elsa accepting the death of her parents, the death of Aleks, and how she could grow from those experiences. At first she was reliant on Aleks, then Anna, and she eventually grew to be reliant on herself in a way. Even Anna coming to terms with her own past and realizing her potential, even though a lot of her past was told by Rapunzel.

I did have a few ideas that never made it into the actual story though. If the demand is high enough, I might be able to write out a couple extra 'bonus' chapters as 'deleted scenes'. One of the ideas I had was instead of having Anna take the trip to London, she'd invite Elsa to go with her and Rapunzel back to their home during winter break, where Anna would have to confront her extremely homophobic parents who had disowned her. And maybe a couple more smut chapters, cause there was only one. Two if you count Anna's small solo thing at the beginning of one chapter. However, an alternate ending isn't in that list. I feel like the ending as it stands resonates for a lot of people, and I don't want to take that away. Although the original ending I had in mind involved a massive snowstorm that shut down the entire city, and no character deaths.

But, once again, I want to thank everyone. Thank you for the favorites, the follows, the reviews, the supports, the messages, everything. Thank you SO MUCH. They all mean the world to me. I do have a new-ish story here on ffnet called Fractured, and now that Burning Low is finished, I'll start to work on that one a bit more. It's set in the canon universe, so expect full on icest. So, if you enjoy my writing, maybe check it out.

Thank you for reading.