Epilogue

~ Five Years Later ~

Elsa took Hans' hand as they slipped down the carpeted hall, as silently as they could. The carpet muffled most of the noise, but there was an unfortunate laugh here and there, moments when she had to bury her face in his chest to quiet any noise that might leave her lips. He wrapped an arm around her and she felt his shoulders shake in silent laughter, though she knew that most of it was directed at her. He didn't completely understand her excitement still, but he was willing to put up with it and that was all she needed.

"Shhh." She said, holding a finger to her lips and hushing him. Regardless of the fact that he was being much quieter than her. He took her hand and pulled it away, shaking his head at her, and leaning down to leave a kiss on her nose.

"You are incorrigible." He whispered. She only grinned back at him, before turning and tugging him the rest of the way. It was a white door, with a few snowflakes painted onto the front. Whimsical looking as a child's door ought to be. Elsa slipped through it, Hans following close behind her. They crept to the bed, Elsa on one side and Hans on the other, until she pulled herself suddenly into it, wrapping her arms around the small blonde lying in it.

"Wake up!" She shouted loudly, laughing with delight as her daughter gave a start, eyes opening up wide while a small squeal escaped from her mouth. Then Hans came from the other side and caught them both in his arms, holding just a touch too tight for comfort.

"Rosie, sweetheart, I think there's a pest in your bed." He said, sending a pointed look to Elsa. Rosie was getting over her sleepiness and surprise at her bed being invaded, and she giggled in delight.

"No, that's mommy!" She corrected, trying to wiggle out of their arms. Hans just held a little tighter, keeping her from going anywhere.

"I know, it's a really big pest. I have to deal with her every night." He said, shooting her a teasing look. She made a face back at him, over their daughter's head. Rosie shoved at their arms and struggled, giving loud huffs of frustration as they didn't budge.

"How come you're up?" She complained, finally giving up on pushing at them, and looking up with green eyes that sparkled in curiosity. Elsa grinned and Hans finally slipped his arms away, so she could tug their daughter off her bed and lead her to the window in the corner of the room. She pointed out at the sky, where lights curled back and forth, weaving ribbons against the stars.

"Look honey," she said, "the sky's awake."

Rosie's face lit up with unspeakable joy, taking in the sight with wonder in her eyes. She pressed against the glass and stared out in awe. "It's so pretty." She said, green eyes blinking slowly. Elsa felt Hans coming up behind her, slipping one arm over her shoulders while his other went to rest on Rosie's back.

"They're call the Northern Lights." He corrected, only a slight teasing tone in his voice.

"The sky's awake." Rosie breathed, pressing a hand against the glass and causing Hans to sigh in defeat.

Elsa started to tug her daughter away from the window, grabbing Hans' hand as well and heading for the door. "Come on." She insisted, determined that the night not be over yet. She didn't other to wake Anna or Kristoff, knowing that they were still lucky to get any sleep they did, their own child much younger than Rosie. It was just the three of them that stole not-so-silently down to the ballroom, the doors falling shut with a great thud behind them. Elsa led Rosie to the center of the room, then knelt in front of her, taking her hands.

"Okay Rosie. Do the magic."

A/N: I'm putting the author's note at the end of this, because it's officially the end. Wow, guys. I honestly wasn't sure if I would make it to the end of this fic, but I owe it all to you. I decided to post both of my epilogue things together, because they're really short and both 'ends'. I want to say real quick that your responses to my last chapter meant the world to me. I was worried that I didn't feel it fit to force in some over-dramatic plot in this story, but I'm glad to hear ya'll thought it was good the way it was. Maybe in some future stories I'll do that, but this one was just about Hans and Elsa being married.

Now, I want to apologize for the lack of effort put into a lot of this. I'm not like a lot of people on this site. I have my writing that I work crazy hard on and comb over for errors and rewrite twenty times. I didn't do that with this story. I don't do that with my fanfiction. This is my 'relaxing' writing, and I don't want to make it into a chore. I am sorry if my grammar mistakes or spelling errors bothered anyone, but it's probably going to be about the same in future fanfics.

I do intend to post more stories. I don't know when my next one will be, because I really prefer to finish it before I start posting, so I don't leave you hanging like I did with this one. I do have several one-shots and first chapters that I'll be posting in a collection pretty soon, and I really hope to see a lot of you there. I have stupid amounts of Helsa ideas, and even a few for a couple different pairings...might even dive into the world of Hanna and Kristelsa for one fic, but we'll see what happens.

This is Tabbygal signing out.