Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen. All characters belong to Disney.

A/N: This was an idea I had quite some time ago. I tried my best for the story to make sense, and sorry if it seems a little choppy. Chapters will be relatively short. All mistakes are mine.

"Do you believe in the after life?"

The woman's voice was soft, almost a whisper. If she wasn't in her arms right now, she was certain she would have missed it. She heard the faint sound of hope lying within the question, and she too understood why.

"I do, and I hope it's a life where we can be together…a place where we belong."

"Perhaps in the next life then…" the woman said quietly.

"Perhaps in the next life," she echoed softly as she gazed out the window towards the clouded sky.

Nothing seemed more impossible than the wish she sent to the stars.

.

A woman slowly opened her eyes and blinked groggily into the dimly lit room. She grimaced when she felt the cool and sticky sensation of drool on her face and wiped it off with the back of her hand. After unceremoniously wiping that hand on her sheets she pushed herself up into a sitting position and swung her feet to one side of the bed. She let out a yawn as she stretched, and then ruffled her unruly bed hair with one hand.

She suddenly felt like crying, but it wasn't she that wanted to cry. "What is wrong with me?" she whispered to no one as she felt a throb in her head.

Tugging at her strawberry blonde hair with frustration she let out an audible sigh. She then raised her head and looked towards the nightstand, grabbing the bottle of aspirin on it. She made a move to open it; but after the first turn she stilled her hands, remembering that aspirin didn't seem help her recent headaches anymore. After recapping the bottle she set it back on the nightstand and sighed.

"What is wrong with me?" she asked again, this time with more frustration.

Dreams, those were the problem. It all felt too real, like something she had just directly experienced. Ever since she moved to Arendelle, these odd dreams began to surface in her mind. Whenever she had those dreams she would wake up with a severe headache, which fortunately for her, would fade away within minutes after she awoke.

She got up and moved towards the bathroom, stripping out of her clothes in the process. On the way she nearly tripping on a few boxes labeled 'Anna's stuff' and made a mental note to finish unpacking these days. Anna stood at the edge of the bathtub as she turned on the water in the shower and adjusted the temperature to her liking. Once she was in the shower her thoughts began to wander to the dream she just had.

The dream was unsettling. There was something about it that gave her a bad feeling, even though it seemed pretty normal.

"Must be near the story's end…" she muttered to herself.

A few days ago Anna concluded that the dreams were memories from her past life. One might feel rather shocked at this revelation, but she felt oddly calm. She had always been indifferent about superstitions and supernatural things, so why would she be opposed to reincarnation theories? Every odd dream she had was like a snippet from memory and most of them had the same people involved in them. They were all logical and none of them were distorted dreams that jumped around the entire place. It felt as if she had an out of the body experience, or like she had relived the time.

After Anna finished her morning routine and braided her hair into two pigtails, she sat at her desk and flipped open the notebook that lay there. Inside were drawings of scenes and people that appeared in her dreams, including notes that she jotted down in order to find out who she was in the past. So far she knew that she was a princess, Princess Anna of Arendelle, to be exact. She was certain that that's why she began to have these dreams after moving here. Oddly enough they shared the same name. She knew that the castle had been closed off to the outside for some reason before the death of the King and Queen of Arendelle. There were Gerda and Kai, two loyal servants and friends of hers too. Not to mention her friend the ice harvester, Kristoff, along with his reindeer Sven, the snowmen duo Olaf and Marshmallow, the Prince Hans who had ridiculous sideburns and many other people she met…but there was nothing regarding the woman in her dreams today.

It was apparent that they were very close; however, no other woman in the notes seemed to have a strong bond with Princess Anna…at least in a physical sense. There was something missing—it was like she had a memory gap.

When Anna finished jotting down today's dream she stretched then stared out at her window. From here she could see the castle of Arendelle, which was roughly the size of her thumb. She had heard that the castle, or at least part of it, had been turned into a history museum.

"What better place to go than there?" Anna muttered to herself. Surely she could find out who Princess Anna really was and maybe get rid of her headaches and dreams at the same time. She needed someone with expertise anyways, to tell her more than what Wikipedia articles could give.

.

Roughly two hours later Anna was in front of the castle gates, trying not to get squished by the hordes of people there. She was almost dying of all the heat that emanated from the crowd as she stood under the summer sun.

"Excuse me," Anna half shouted at a man beside her. "Is today a holiday or something?"

She strained her ears to hear his answer over all the festive music and the jolly laughter from the people. "How can you not know? It's Arendelle's birthday!" he replied excitedly.

Anna quickly thanked him before he could say anything else and pushed her way through the sweaty crowd. No wonder it took her longer than she predicated to get here. She should have known when she realized that the main road leading towards the castle was closed off, which now she presumed would be for an upcoming parade. She also had a hard time finding a parking space.

Anna walked by two people yelling at each other and sighed when she vaguely caught onto the word 'promised'. She shook her head in a disapproving way when she realized that one of them abused the word and took it lightly. She heard one of them cry, and then all of the sudden her headache began to act up. She clutched onto the side of her head as she squeezed her eyes shut.

"You promised me you wouldn't run away again yet here you are, back on the Northern Mountains!"

The other woman sobbed, her shoulders hunched and her arms folded over her stomach. "Why did you follow me, Anna? Go back to Arendelle!"

"I am not going back!" she said as her angry eyes bore into the woman's back. "Just tell me what's wrong, we can fix it together!"

"No," the woman spat out bitterly. "Nothing you do can fix this, nothing!"

"Please, I just got you back in my life! Why are you doing this to me? We're sisters—"

"And that's all we'll ever be!"

She gasped as soon as the scene left her. It surprised her to have a headache, to have a dream, at this time of the day instead of morning. Well, she couldn't call it dream anymore could she? Vision it is, then. As usual, the emotions were still currently entangled with her own. She was angry at the woman for leaving and hurt because the woman—because her sister didn't trust her enough to confide her with her problems. Anna didn't have to see the rest of the vision to guess why she left in the first place.

The woman had fallen in love with her, and not only were they women they also were sisters. It was a forbidden love either way.

This was the first time she ever had a vision about her sister but she seemed vaguely familiar. Had she appeared in her other visions before? Every other detail in her previous visions was as clear as day, only this time the image of her sister wasn't. Anna frowned when she couldn't figure out why. She shook her head and worked on finding the museum instead.

Anna let out a content sigh when she stepped into the air conditioned museum. For some reason it almost felt like home. Anna somehow knew every nook and cranny to the castle by heart; it was as though she had been living there—well, technically Princess Anna did. It felt sort of odd, like she was inheriting memories.

She roamed the halls, feeling the familiarity and the strangeness, seeing as the interior had greatly differed from her dreams. Anna made a few turns here and there and turned up in a deserted hall. There was a sign that clearly told her to not enter; however, there was a strange pull that caused her to ignore it and move forward.

As she walked down the hall, she came upon a closed door with the yellow and black 'do not trespass' tape tapped across it. That was not the only thing that caught her attention. It seemed like no one took particular care of it, even though the other doors were no doubt in better conditions.

After a few seconds Anna recognized it as the door that appeared in her dreams quite often. Princess Anna stood in front of it numerous times when she was younger. She remembered the silence that greeted her when she knocked. She recalled vaguely that this room belonged to someone important…but who was it?

She reached out and gently rested her hand on wooden door. A little girl's voice rang clear in her head:

"Go away, Anna!"

There was a sudden pang in her chest when she realized that this had been her sister's door; the sister who apparently shut her out when they were kids, the sister who later on fell in love with her.

Anna couldn't help but wonder why this room was uncared for. The once pristine white door was now an ugly shade of yellow with cracks running along it; the blue decorative paintings had faded too as time passed. She let her hand slide down until it touched the door knob. She glanced sideways for signs of people before making a move to turn it, and yet another vision came to her:

She stared at the door in front of her and wondered when was it that she preferred it closed rather then opened. She used to be so eager to open the door, and now? Her heart was filled with dread as she moved to open it. The room was dark, save for the moonlight that shone through the windows.

"Anna, I love you…"

Anna said nothing but move to stand at her sister's side, knowing that the other woman hadn't finished her sentence.

"…but we can't keep doing this."

"Don't you think I know that already?" she answered tiredly. "You keep reminding me about it every day and I stay away, yet in the end you are the one who comes looking for me!" she said while she willed herself not to cry. "The only reason we're here right now is because you said you wanted to see me; and I hate that you can't leave me alone—but I hate myself more for wanting you, for wanting us to be together…" she whispered brokenly.

There was a moment of silence. This argument had become a daily routine for both of them. When her sister reached out a hand to cup her cheek Anna leaned in, fearing that this moment would be the last.

"I love you," her sister breathed. She knew her words were sincere, because there was no denying anymore. They loved each other deeply, despite the numerous hardships and arguments they have been through. One way or another, they kept coming back to each other.

It was true love, wasn't it?

Anna leaned forward and captured her sister's lips with a desperate kiss.

"I know," she murmured between kisses, "I know."

Anna quickly let go of the knob and backed away towards the wall behind her. She had her fair share of relationships but none of them, none of them came close to what she had just witnessed. The strawberry blonde could feel how much Princess Anna loved her sister. Her lips had demanded attention while her skin begged to be caressed upon; her ears strained to hear the soft moans while her hands fervently roamed about...every fiber of her being yearned to touch the other women, to be with her and her only.

Anna never thought she would get the chance to say this, but everything had just felt so right. It was so cliché that she once laughed at her friend for saying that; however the feelings that she had just felt proved her that it was indeed true. 'Right' seemed to be the only word to express the love between Princess Anna and her sister.

Yes, it was like true love.

Her thoughts were disrupted when she heard a man shouting.

"Hey, you! You're not supposed to be here!"

Anna turned around, a sheepish look on her face while she was about to apologize. However, when she saw the man's face she was stunned.

"Kristoff?"

A/N: Don't you just love cliff-hangers? (evil smile). The rest will be posted shortly, since majority of them were done a while ago. Hope you enjoyed!