A/N: Hey everyone. It has been a long time I have posted anything. But it is not like I haven't done anything! Anywho, this will be a short one-shot what if. It is placed when Anna's and Elsa's parents died, right after the funeral when Anna knocks on Elsa's door.

„Elsa?
Please, I know you're in there,
People are asking where you've been
They say "have courage", and I'm trying to
I'm right out here for you, just let me in
We only have each other
It's just you and me
What are we gonna do?

Do you wanna build a Snowman?"

I helplessly rest my head against the big white door. If she ever wanted to come out of that room, this would be the greatest time to do it.

A quiet sob escapes my lips and a slow tear rolls down my already red cheek. I close my eyes, ready for the silence from the other side of the doors. Ready to accept that my sister won't be with me when I need her the most. And, when she needs me.

I think I've been siting here for hours when I suddenly hear the door handle move and the door creak open for just about five inches. A gloved hand slides through the small opening and gets a hold of my hand. Even with the glove over it it feels cold.

I slightly turn around and put my other hand on Elsa's hand, then I lean my head just for a little bit to my right to see her, my sister with tears on her face. I give her a weak smile, she smiles back.

A very warm feeling runs through me as I see a chance, I could be re-united with my sister again! We could be like what we were again.

But something weird catches my attention. Snow. . . There is snow in Elsa's bedroom. My eyes at open wide in shock. Elsa follows my gaze and the next second understands what I'm so amazed about.

She pulls her hand out of my hands and quickly stands up, ready to close the door again. No, this time I won't let her. I stand up as fast as she did and put my foot between the door and the wall.

„Anna, stop!" she tries to yell at me, but her voice is hoarse from crying, so it's only a quiet whisper.

„No, you have to let me in! I need to understand!" my voice comes much louder than I expected. I grab the side of the door and pull it open, making my sister letting go of it completely.

But the view if front of me suddenly amazes me even more than the last time I only saw few snowflakes. This is a snow wonderland, „Elsa, it's . . . It's…" I have no words for what I'm seeing.

„Quiet down!" Elsa whispers again and pulls me in with force, the door shut behind me with a loud thud.

„What? How?" those are the only things I can stutter out at the moment.

She turns around and I hear her sobbing very very quietly, „You weren't supposed to know. No one was. Mama and papa were the only ones who knew. And now there is no one who can help me!"

„No, Elsa, that's not true. What about me? I now know. Though you could've told me earlier," I start to walk her way very slowly, there is ice underneath my feet, „it's like I said: I'm right out here for you, just let me in We only have each other. And you did let me in. Doesn't it feel better now?" I ask, my eyes pleading for a positive response.

„Do you wanna build a snow man?" she says as she slowly turn around.

It feels like I should continue, so I do so, „It doesn't have to be a snowman!"

And instead of the usual "Go away, Anna!" she doesn't say a thing, she just hugs me.

I have a sister again, though I wish mama and papa would see this, they would be very happy!