Hey guys, sorry it's been so long I've just started High School and a lot of things have opened up to me. I've also had some family issues to deal with, my grandma has been diagnosed with advanced lung, liver and bone cancer just before Halloween and just Thursday she went back into the Hospital because she wasn't eating and she was dehydrated and the doctors found a hole in her heart, so I don't think she'll make it till Christmas. I have thought of another Jelsa fic and thus with all my problems my little creation is born.

Prologue

In a small house a young platinum blonde woke up suddenly from a nightmare, the same one she woke up to frequently. All she remembered was the screeching of tires and the shouting of her parents and all the pain. She sighed and walked into the bathroom she shared with the two other foster girls in the home and looked in the mirror. She stared deeply at the girl in front of her and sneered in disgust, she hated the hollow look in her eyes and the thin scar on her right eye and down her neck. She hated that she couldn't do anything about the drunk driver that night and couldn't do anything about being separated from her sister who now lived with her aunt and uncle. She sighed and walked back into the bedroom and grabbed the small duffle bag. She packed up her clothes and other things and quietly walked out of the room, she didn't notice the little blonde that had woken up and walked out behind her. She knew that if she took the door as her escape route her foster parents would know and send out the cops after her so she decided on the window. She opened the window and put her bag over her shoulder, she had one leg on the ledge and was about to get the other when she heard the voice.

"Don't go Elisabeth, please." Elisabeth sighed. She turned to see the little blonde standing in the room.

"I can't stay Rapunzel, I don't belong here. I have a family and my name is Elsa, not Elisabeth," she said. Rapunzel looked down and thought a minute before speaking again.

"I know you have your sister and aunt and uncle, but we're your family too. We'd fall apart without you. We need you, me, Hiccup, Merida, Adam, Belle and Jack. We're family," she said. Elsa looked at the little girl and back out the window. She sighed.

"I can't believe I'm listening to an eight year old," she thought. She climed back in the house and shut the window. She turned to the little girl and smiled. "You're right Punzie, you are my new family. And I can't leave you," she said. Rapunzel smiled and hugged the ten year old.

"You'll never leave us will you Elsa? You're like my big sister, and I don't want you to go," she said. Tears formed in Elsa's eyes and she hugged the young girl tightly.

"Of course I won't, I will never let you be alone," she said.

The next morning all the residents of the small house were eating breakfeast. Elsa and Rapunzel were both tired because they couldn't fall back asleep after their conversation the night before, and now they were trying not to fall asleep at the table.

"Seems like someone had a late night," a brunette woman said. Elsa and Rapunzel looked at her.

"Yeah, I guess we just couldn't fall asleep," Elsa said. They all finished their breakfeast and the children got their backpacks and headed out the door to get to the bus to get to school. Elsa was about to go out the door but was stopped by her foster mother.

"Elisabeth, I know you tried to run away last night," she said.

"Oh," she replied.

"We're your family now, we care about you and we don't want you to leave," she told her.

"I know you do Belle, and Rapunzel showed me that last night," Elsa told her. "I won't ever try to leave again, I promise," she said. Belle smiled and hugged the young girl.

"Thank you, now have a good day at school," Belle said. Elsa smiled and left to catch up with her friends. She smiled as she got on the bus and sat with the others. "Rapunzel was right," she thought. "These people are my new family."

Gosh, it feels so good to be back on . This place is like my third home where people understand me.(My second home is the fine arts wing at my school). I actually get to sing a song from Frozen in choir for my next concert.(No it's not Let It Go). Can anyone guess? So long for now.

~FrozenSWLokfan01