A/N: This took some time to come out because of idea reasons.

Hopefully you guys like it! Happy Elsanna week!

Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen! If I did...it would have been totes different.

Chapter 2: When the Sky's Asleep

For the past few days, the sounds of the heart monitor and humming whir of the respirator were the only things that seemed to help Elsa fall asleep.

It was the only reassurance the seven year old had that her sister was still alive.

Elsa peered down at her sister's sleeping face before letting out a soft sigh. She clasped a hand over her chest and frowned. Outside, a veil of snow covered everything in view. Her nose wrinkled in distaste at the sight. It was because of the storm that she had ended up in this situation.

It was the reason why her parents were now-

"No, no, I can't think about that right now. I have to be strong if Anna wakes up," Elsa muttered to herself as she glanced over at her sleeping sister.

When the accident had happened, Elsa had been completely unaware and had proceeded with her try-outs as planned. She had noticed that her parents weren't in the spot reserved for them, but she did her best to shrug it off believing that maybe they were held back by traffic.

She had skated to her best extent and done all she could. It wasn't until everyone started leaving and she was left alone with her coach that they came for her. They referred to the social workers that had explained to her the entirety of the situation and the aftermath.

"Dearie?"

Elsa spun around and turned to face the speaker. A tall woman dressed in scrubs meekly smiled at her before Elsa realized that she was probably a nurse that was going to check up on Anna and change her bandages.

"It'll only take a second… In the meantime, the social workers are outside, they'd like to talk to you about your future," the nurse stated in a soft tone. Elsa could see the pity in her eyes, she bit her lip and nodded.

Once she reached the doorway, she turned around and allowed herself one more peek at her younger sister's face. With that, she then left her sister's hospital room and entered the hallway. It didn't take long to spot the two social workers, they were both dressed rather professionally compared to the others.

The taller of the two social workers, a man named Ralph approached her. He had a constant friendly smile on his face, meanwhile his companion, who Elsa liked to call Grump, merely frowned all the time. Her real name was Tremaine, but Elsa preferred not to think that.

"Ms. Royal, since it is not possible for you to stay in the hospital until your sister…" Ralph hesitated for a few seconds before he nervously licked his lips. Elsa felt her stomach tighten when he sighed and added, "If your sister makes it through, we need to find a home for you. Your parents have left you what they own, but since you are far from the legal age, for now we will have to put you in a foster home."

The key word in that sentence was if. From what she had overheard, her parents had passed away on impact, but Anna who was in the back seat had suffered some damage to her body and a serious head injury. The doctors always seemed to speak in whispers whenever Elsa walked by and it made an uncomfortable feeling gnaw at her.

No, Anna will be okay. She WILL be fine. She can do anything. Elsa closed her eyes as she thought. She was not going to cry in front of these men. The platinum blonde sniffled and shakily inhaled before meeting Ralph's eyes.

"Okay…I understand," she said slowly.

Grump seemed to grin in satisfaction while Ralph kept that look of pity in his eyes. He glanced back at his co-worker before leaning down in front of her and placing one large hand on her shoulder.

"I know that it's tough, but you're a strong girl. What makes things even better is that your father's sister, meaning your aunt, is flying over from Corona, so that would give you a potential home. You can get through this," Ralph sadly smiled.

Elsa clenched her tiny fists together and shrugged out of the man's grasp. He sighed before standing up and crossing his arms. Grump walked up to her and stared directly into her eyes. The seven year old tried to remain as still as possible as the woman eyed her.

"We have no time to waste, your foster home is waiting. Take what belongings you have and follow us. We'll be leaving in 15 minutes," she said in a cold tone. When Elsa remained frozen, the woman pinched the bridge of her nose and snapped.

"Now."

Elsa didn't need to be told twice to know that this woman would easily lash at her even though she was just a child. The young girl slowly walked over to her sister's hospital room and peeked in. The nurse was gone which meant that she could go back in and grab her things.

As she did this, the blonde watched her sleeping sister. Something seemed to break in her as she looked upon her sister's face and saw that it was as pale as the snow that surrounded the building. Elsa slowly walked over to Anna's bedside and sadly glanced down at her.

"Everything's going to be okay, Anna. I'll come visit you every day until you wake up," Elsa hesitated for a few seconds before adding, "I just know that you'll wake up."

The blonde quickly leaned down, gently brushed aside her sister's bangs, and pressed her lips to her sister's forehead.. She then grabbed her things and hesitated for a few seconds before taking Olaf with her.

"Goodbye, Anna. I'll be back soon," she whispered as she left the room.

After entering the hallway, Elsa wasted no time in approaching the social workers. When they made it outside, she couldn't help but note that it had started to snow again.

~Frozen~

Okay, so maybe her foster home wasn't bad after all.

It had been a week since she had arrived and her foster mother, who was a kind old woman named Ellie along with her slightly grumpy husband Carl, treated her as if she was their grandchild. They liked to indulge in what she wished and it almost made Elsa forget about the harsh reality of her life.

As far she knew, her sister's condition had not improved. If anything, it felt like doctors were constantly in Anna's room and she wasn't allowed to see her.

In an attempt to distract her, Elsa's foster mother told her that there was a lake out back that froze enough to be walked on. When she had heard the news, Elsa wasted no time in finding her skates and going to test it for herself.

At this moment in time, ice skating was all that Elsa had to keep herself distracted from what was happening. When she glided on the ice, she felt free and left behind the burdens of reality.

"Okay, so a 3 turn into a Mohawk," Elsa mumbled to herself as she warmed up.

The seven year old skated forward and turned three times before sliding on her right foot while slightly lifting her left leg. She then placed her left foot on the ice so she could repeat the process on the opposite side.

Yes, I got it!

Elsa smiled to herself as she dashed through the ice and spread her arms as she glided. When she neared the edge of the lake, she quickly bent her knees slightly as if she was going to sit, before leaning to the left and turning away. A spray of ice was kicked up while she did this, but that wasn't what surprised her.

When she heard the clapping, the seven year old jerked around and slipped. Luckily for her, she hadn't been too far from the edge and landed in a pile of snow. It was then that the sounds of shuffling became audible.

"Oh my, Elsa, darling, are you okay?" That was Ellie.

"Oh, I didn't mean to distract you!" A foreign voice said.

The blonde hastily wiped the snow off her body before trying to stand up. Her feet ended up slipping on the ice, causing her to fall down again as her caretaker approached with a strange man.

"Here, let me help you up," he offered as he stretched out his hand.

Elsa stared at the limb in front of her before trying to stand up on her own once more. When she failed, she grumbled to herself as she then allowed Ellie to help her up.

"My apologies, my dear. I had come to the foster home in search for Elsa Royal, but then Mrs. Fredericksen here told me that she had gone out. She then led me here where we just watched your skill on the ice," he stated.

Elsa examined the man for a few seconds. He wasn't very tall and had a nose that looked like it could poke your eye out if you weren't careful. He had a large white bushy moustache and neatly trimmed short white hair.

"Elsa, dearie, this is Duke Weselton, he is the headmaster of Arendelle Academy and heard about your prowess in ice skating," Ellie said with a bright smile on her face.

"Ah yes, I can see the resemblance to your parents. You have your mother's eyes. As Mrs. Fredericksen stated, I am Duke Weselton, it is nice to meet you, Elsa," Duke softly said.

Elsa watched as he held his hand out to her before she hesitantly took it. Her aquamarine eyes looked up at his face curiously.

"You knew ma-" She began, but then cut herself off. In an attempt to seem more mature, Elsa instead replied, "You knew my mother?"

"Ah, yes. I knew your father too! The winners of the Arendelle's famous Frostival Ice Skating tournament! I give you my condolences… it's a shame what happened to them," the man stated in a sad tone. He looked off into the distance as if remembering a far off memory and then added, "When is the funeral?"

Elsa bit her lip before glancing down at the ground and twiddling her thumbs. When was the date? Grump and Ralph hadn't really told her anything regarding that after they had dumped her at the foster home's doorstep.

"I'm not really sure-" Elsa began, but then her foster mother spoke up.

"The funeral is next Tuesday," Ellie stated, a worried gleam crept into her blue eyes. When a distant bell began to ring signaling that it was 6 o'clock, she glanced over at a tall tower like building.

"Well, it's time for dinner. I left something cooking on the stove, so come up as soon as you can," she smiled.

Duke nodded at the old woman before glancing back over at Elsa. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small card.

"I know it is a bit too soon, but I see potential within you. I help manage the Frostival. If you're in need of a home because your current arrangements are not… working out, do not hesitate to give me a call. My son, Jack, would love to have a sister to play with," the man chuckled.

At his words, Elsa felt a rush of anger surge throughout her body.

"I don't need another sibling. I already have a sister and as soon as she gets out of the hospital, we're going to go live with our aunt!" Elsa angrily said.

The man reached up and twirled his moustache with two fingers. He let out a sigh before glancing down at her.

"Yes, yes, your sister. I've heard of her as well. How is she doing?"

Elsa opened her mouth to speak, but then immediately shut it. How was her sister doing? It had been at least two days since she had seen her.

"If you'd like, my driver can take us to the hospital. I can arrange it with your foster mother," Duke added.

Elsa's blue eyes glanced up at his face and saw the pity in his brown eyes. She slowly nodded before reaching down and undoing the laces of her skates. She then advanced through the snow, wincing as it started seeping through her socks before quickly grabbing her shoes.

The walk up to the house remained silent. The moment that the Duke proposed his plan to the old woman, she immediately agreed and packed them both some dinner so they could leave right then and there.

As they walked toward the limo-like car, Elsa felt her jaw drop.

It's so…big! The blonde glanced at the headmaster once he entered and bit her lip. If I WERE to live with him, would I use something like this every day?

Elsa's eyes widened once she realized what her thoughts were implying. She shook her head furiously and then tightly shut her eyes.

No, no, you can't leave Anna behind. You're supposed to go with Aunt Primrose.

"Are you coming in, Elsa?"

The blonde opened her eyes and quickly nodded before clambering into the vehicle through the open door. She then sat quietly in her seat as it pulled away from her foster home and onto the street.

Don't enjoy this too much, Elsa! She mentally scolded in order to keep her other thoughts from running rampant.

You're only with him so you can see, Anna! Yeah…

Elsa reached up to scratch her cheek and felt her stomach tighten up once more.

You're doing this so you can make sure that she's okay!

A surge of doubt crept into Elsa's system as she bit her lip.

…But what if she's not?

A/N:I hope you guys liked it! o 3o Reviews and things that you'd like to point out are appreciated. c: