AN: Jalsa! Yay! This is another bet. See, my friends really doubt my writing skills. They don't think I can write anything emo. Tell me if I can, okay?

Disclaimer: I simply can't draw that well. :(

"Come on," he whispered. "You don't have to stay here."

"But Anna needs my help!" she pleaded. "I can't just leave her."

"You know what will happen to you, if they find out." he hovered outside her window and stared at her, arctic blue eyes dark with worry.

"But they don't know!" she whispered, wringing her hands.

"Not yet. They'll find out. They always do."

"I'll be careful."

"Look, I can summon a storm, and then get you out of here. They'll assume you died in the snow or something."

"But what about Anna?"

He shrugged. "Anna will be fine. She won't be the one burned at stake for ice powers."

"I'm sorry Jack." she sighed and closed the window. "I won't leave Anna behind."

She turned suddenly. "Please don't be mad. "

He grinned. "You know I can never be mad at you."

"It's just that Anna needs my help. If it was your sister, would you leave her behind?"

His smile seemed to freeze. "I don't remember have a sister."

"Sorry-"

"-But if I did, I wouldn't," he sighed. "I guess I understand."

It was her time to smile. "You guess?"

"Very funny." he hesitated. "Just remember this."

"What?"

"I'll always be waiting for you. Don't worry. I'm always here." He smiled and summoned a snowflake in his palm. "Every time you see a snowflake, remember me. That way, I'll always be there for you. This will be our keepsake."


"Jack! Jack!"

She crumpled to her knees. "Anna's dead! I didn't mean to, but I- I- killed her."

She stifled a sob. "I'm coming now. Anna's gone. I've got no one!"

There was no answer. There wasn't even snow, and there had been a blizzard going on seconds ago.

"Jack! Answer me!" she yelled out loud. "Please!" The silence seemed to soak up her words, and even she couldn't hear it.

Hans bore down on her. She was too numb to care.

He wasn't coming. She was alone.

A snowflake drifted down from the sky and landed in her hair. She didn't notice.

Hans brought the sword crashing down.

AN2: this may or may not be a oneshot, depending on reviews and my computer time. Seriously. I'm a girl of many hobbies. I can't juggle like, four stories at the same time, plus three more in waiting. Also, I've got stuff to do. Even though I can't draw or write, for that matter, I still want to. So making this more than a oneshot, even a two shot is gonna take time. And you will not see the chapter by the end of this year! Long time, dude. Really long time.

For anyone bored like crap, you can go read my other writings, and I swear the Warriors on gets better after second chapter.

Clarification: By number of reviews, I mean five. I find +5 different reviewers, I write the next chapter. Yes, there is one.