Disclaimer: As usual I don't own frozen.

Hey everybody! Me again! So this is chapter three that I've just revised; I plan to do this to at least the first 11 chapters! As usual, if you want to leave a review to tell me if you like the new versions make sure to do so! Hope you enjoy the chapter!

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"So your saying your sister Anna is searching for you? I assume you plan to make up a lie so she doesn't have a heart attack?" Andrew, trying his best to strike up a conversation, casually questioned as he and Elsa, who had dried her face of tears, strolled down the street towards the formers car, which was apparently an alternate version of the thing that had nearly struck Elsa when she stepped out into the street when she first woke up.

"Correct; not that you have to worry about that, since you will never meet her, nor will you even see Arendelle Castle as long as I have anything to say about it..." The young snow queen hissed, staring up at the buildings towering above her like glass spires, still quite annoyed with the fact that she was mistaken as a prostitute, all while Andrew growled at his new 'companions' remark.

"What's that supposed to mean you stupid bitch?" Andrew barked as he whipped around at a speed that was much too fast for Elsa to react, slamming his hand into the wall that was inches next to Elsa's head with what appeared to be the strength of a giant. Whoever this man was, he was a trained fighter, Elsa had no doubt about that. But he was still human; and flesh can freeze.

"Get your filthy hands away from you ingrate!" Elsa ordered, clamping her hands around Andrew's forearm and sending a surge of frost from her finger-tips with enough power to freeze his arm into a solid block of ice. But nothing happened; he was fine. The only thing that Elsa could see had changed was Andrew's eyes had begun to glow demonically once again. "Wh-... What?..."

"...In 5 seconds you're going to apologize, and we're both going to pretend this little altercation never occurred; do you understand me Snow Queen?" He explained, prompting Elsa to nod silently in fear. How did he resist her power? It seemed impossible!

Suddenly the strangest thing happened. Just as Elsa was about to hiss out a fake apology, Andrew's eyes softened and reverted back to their original red, before he gently retracted his now bruised hand from the surface of the wall that Elsa stood next to and gazed at his hands which were now clenched into fists.

"How did you-..." Elsa paused when she glanced up and saw that Andrew, who had only moments before been ready to send her to meet God, had begun to cry, tears streaming down his cheeks as he stood motionless. "Andrew? Hey, it's okay! I'm alright; see?"

"...I promised myself I would never threaten or hurt an innocent..." Andrew muttered to himself, before turning away and proceeding to walk away from Elsa, who quickly caught up and stepped in front of him, blocking his path before she smiled as best she could.

"It's okay; I shouldn't have said what I said. I'm the one who should be sorry..." Elsa attempted to reason. As much as she hated to admit it, she had instigated the man who only minutes before had offered her food and a roof over her head. What happened to being the kind queen? She decided to attempt to salvage whatever was left of the conversation. "Um, so you wanted to know about Anna?"

"Yeah..." He replied in little more than a whisper, never taking his eyes off of his hands as he and Elsa once again resumed their trip to his car. "Yeah, sure... I might as well learn about you..."

"Well where to start... She's my little sister, although she does not share the same powers that I have... She's currently involved romantically with the ice harvester of the kingdom; Kristoff Bjorgman." Elsa explained, prompting Andrew to tilt his head in confusion.

"And you're alright with that? I thought you royals were supposed to be really uptight about who you fall in love with, or is that statement inaccurate?" Andrew asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"No, you aren't wrong, but I'm the queen, she would only be forced to take the throne if something were to happen to me." Elsa said, doing her best to clarify the situation to the young man walking next to her.

Andrew stared at Elsa with slight amusement.

"What?" The latter inquired as she stared back, still rather annoyed with the man beside her for his impromptu wrestling match with her, although she wasn't about to admit it.

"Well something has happened to you, you're in the future, remember?"

Elsa sighed audibly; Andrew was right, without her around, the citizens of Arendelle would most likely force Anna to take the throne, something she obviously wasn't prepared for. After all Elsa had been the one who'd trained in politics, with her sister receiving only the most basic lessons. It was a worrying thought, but also one that Elsa would need to push aside for a time if she was to survive in this new time.

That's when the two heard a terrified scream for help pierce the sky.

Andrew immediately started to sprint towards the screaming with Elsa just barely keeping pace, even without her high heeled shoes slowing her down, to a scene that made Elsa's blood boil. A rather large pale skinned, spiky haired man was repeatedly punching a young woman with long brown hair in the stomach while screaming profanities at her defenseless form.

"You wanna die bitch?! Well I'll give you your fucking wish!" The man yelled, landing another blow onto the woman's stomach, causing blood to fly out of her mouth onto the ground, where a small puddle of the viscous red liquid had formed.

"P-..Please.. I didn't mean it… Please no more…" The young woman, who looked to be at the edge of consciousness croaked out before another blow found its way onto her face, sending more than a few drops of blood onto the man's shirt, while he sneered in perverse glee before sending another blow to her temple, knocking her out cold.

Before Elsa could even think about using her powers to help the poor girl, Andrew was on the man, who had no time to react before Andrew's fists met his face, instantly driving away the man from the woman, whom Elsa ran over to in order to take care of what wounds she could with her powers, focusing on larger bruises and cuts that she formed a pad of snow on, in order to stop, or at the very least slow the bleeding.

All of a sudden all that Elsa heard from behind her was a torrent of pained and tortured screams, begging for 'the burning' to stop. What on earth could Andrew be doing to burn him? Elsa didn't notice any sort of torch or lighter on his person, however when she turned towards what she thought would be a fight, all the young snow queen saw was her companion stalking towards her and the young woman rather slowly, with the man, who had been beating a woman not 30 seconds beforehand, lying in a pool of blood, with large deep burns around his neck as he gasped for air, before dragging himself out of the alley, disappearing into the night.

"Is she breathing?" Was his first question, one that took Elsa a few seconds of recovery to answer, before explaining that she was in-fact still alive, but still needed to be need by a healer as soon as one was available if she had any hope of staying that way.

"Fine, we'll take her to the hospital and then head back to my apartment, we can just get pizza delivered there, I don't want to see any more of this shit tonight…" Andrew explained before he picked up the young woman bridal style and proceeded to walk to his car, which was just in the next parking lot.

Elsa soon caught up to him and watched the scene in sorrow and a small amount of jealousy. Wait, jealously? Why should she care about just how the young man was holding the woman in his arms, it wasn't like she wanted to be in her position at all, and certainly not in her current state of physical welfare. Still she couldn't seem to stamp out a small flame of envy at the woman Andrew was currently carrying.

"Excuse me, Andrew? Why exactly was that man screaming about burning? What were you doing to him?" Elsa asked, attempting to loosen the air around them, although her choice of question obviously wasn't the best in the world, it was all she could think of at the moment and so decided to take any approach besides the silence that seemed to be prevailing.

"You have your secrets, I have mine, leave it at that Elsa." Andrew stated simply as the group arrived at his car. Once the car was unlocked Andrew unceremoniously dumped the injured girl into the backseat of his car and got in the driver seat as Elsa sat beside him and began to play with the glove compartment in both fascination, and as an attempt to find some solace in the situation.

Once they arrived at the hospital, they quickly checked the woman in, with doctors rushing her to the ER, and left, as Andrew repeatedly insisted that it would be best to leave before she came to, and although the thought confused Elsa, she decided to trust his judgment, after all he was the one who lived in the future, not her.

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Currently, Elsa and Andrew were driving towards the young man's apartment and Elsa decided to take the time to look herself over and was mortified by what she saw. Her hair was all over the place, only about 2 thirds still in its braid, her hands were caked in dirt and grime, not to mention her dress was torn was torn to high heaven, thanks in part to Andrew's attack from earlier. In-fact the tears were actually rather revealing, her stomach was clearly exposed, and she was fairly sure she was able to see a rather large section of her left breast.

That's when a thought occurred to her; why exactly did Andrew decide to help her in the first place? The first comment was about her being a prostitute, so it was obvious that he gazed at her torso at one point or another. Wait… He couldn't be expecting that from her could he? She really knew nothing about him at all, save for all his knowledge about Arendelle and even her, which in itself could be considered odd. Eventually she worked up the nerve to ask.

"Andrew? Why are you helping me?" She inquired, still playing with the glove box.

"Hmm? I don't know… You just looked as if you needed some help, and it's not like you have any idea how to get home so..." Andrew replied, never taking his eyes off of the road. Was it getting warmer in the car or was it just Elsa's imagination?

"Surely that can't be all, I've never met anyone who would help me so freely, besides my sister I suppose." Elsa argued as she began to fix her hair, smoothing out the stray stands that decided to fly out of their normal alignment. "I hope you don't expect to have me in your bed by the end of the night."

"Well you've never met me before, have you?" Andrew replied simply, with a small amount of venom lacing his words, growing completely silent afterwards. It was becoming warmer again, odd. "Maybe I just wanted to help you; is that a crime?"

Once Elsa heard her companion say this, she immediately regretted her words, and bit her lip. She had angered him once again, after finally getting him to a sociable mood. He didn't look angry per say, but the sting in his voice betrayed his true emotions. After a few more uncomfortable moments of silence Elsa looked over to the young man and whispered out "I'm sorry…" before she turned her head to gaze out of the passenger side window, when she did however she noticed a single tear running down her face. Why was she crying? She hated crying, it showed weakness, yet here she was in a strange world, sitting next to a stranger doing something she absolutely hated.

"Why are you sorry?... You haven't done anything wrong." Andrew asked, as he turned the car onto a smaller street and pulling up to a multi-storied building, turning off the car before sighing and smiling slightly, although the smile wasn't a happy one, Elsa could tell, it was a sad one.

"Listen Elsa, I know what you were getting at when you asked me why I helped you… That's why I stopped talking, I hate the thought of someone being taken advantage of like that, no matter who they are, be it a queen like you, or just a random girl like the one that man from earlier was beating." Andrew explained as he unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out of the car in one swift movement before he walked around the front of the car and opened Elsa's door for her.

Once Elsa stepped out she couldn't seem to help herself as she gave the young man a small quick hug and followed him into the large building, but not before tactfully asking, "So… Can I try pizza now?"

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"OH MY LORD, THIS IS AMAZING!" Was the cry of delight Andrew heard from his T.V. room of his small flat as Elsa took her first bite of pizza followed by an additional squeal of joy with each further bite of the slice.

"So you like pizza, huh?" Andrew laughed asking from the kitchen, searching for the only clean plates in his flat among the plethora of miscellaneous dishes his uncle forced him to buy.

"Please tell me this isn't a rare delicacy in your time!" Elsa cried form the T.V. room as she examined the strange glass and metal box in the front of the room for a few seconds before becoming quickly bored with the object and pounced on the pizza once again.

Andrew eventually strolled into the room, smiling slightly at the view of Elsa in pure bliss and plopped down on the couch next to the young snow queen who was busily tearing through the rest of the remaining pizza in the box.

"So…" Andrew began as Elsa sat back to relax on the couch "Wanna watch some T.V.?" He asked as he picked up the remote lying beside him before switching the T.V. on, immediately gazing over at Elsa, eager to see her reaction. He wasn't disappointed, as Elsa took one look at the active television and without so much more than a squeak, jumped behind the couch to take cover while the room around her grew ice cold. Andrew laughed as he reached behind the couch to poke Elsa on the head. "You know, it's not going to kill you or anything, my queen." He explained before turning back to the T.V. and began to flip through the channels.

"You know, we should go see a movie sometime, something tells me you'd be a lot of fun at one." Andrew stated sarcastically as he laughed. Elsa merely grumbled like a schoolgirl as she crossed her arms.

"Suit yourself snow queen."

As he kept channel surfing, eventually Elsa climbed back over the couch and Andrew turned to face her and noticed the condition of her dress, and her in general now that he thought about it. There were tears in the midriff and mud covered the lower half of the dress, which made him think about where exactly he could buy clothes for her, after all it appeared as though she wouldn't be leaving any time soon. In the meantime, he could give her some of his exes old clothes, they would probably fit Elsa, if just barely, seeing as how the young queen was so thin, however something told him that she wouldn't really care about sizing issues all that much or the clothes origins, if the state of her current attire was anything to go by.

"Hey Elsa, you want something to change into? That can't be comfortable." He tentatively asked, fearful that he would accidentally come off as flirtatious.

"Oh, yeah, sure, do you have anything I could wear?" The young queen asked as she looked around the flat in confusion as to where he had women's clothing. As far as she could see Andrew was the only resident.

"Yeah, I still have some of Bridget's old clothes, you can wear those." Andrew offered as he stood up and walked over to his room, but Elsa's next question stopped him.

"Oh you… Have a girlfriend?" Else asked, with a hint of jealousy obvious in her voice.

Upon hearing this, Andrew gazed down at the floor and spoke so softly that, had Elsa not been paying attention, she would've missed it completely. "No… Not anymore…"

"What happened to her?..." Elsa inquired.

"I don't wanna talk about it…" Andrew replied darkly before he continued into his room and dug up his ex's old clothes. When he got back to the T.V. room, Elsa was closing the pizza box lid and smiled.

"If you do want to, I'm here." She reassured as she walked over and politely thanked her companion for the clothes before she walked into the bathroom in order to change in private, however when she got back to the T.V. room, Andrew was no-where to be seen and his bedroom door was shut tight.

As much as Elsa would have loved to just plop onto the couch and fall asleep, she just couldn't ignore her hosts kindness; despite nearly taking her head off earlier. With a sigh, she walked over to the bedroom door and quickly opened it, never even bothering to knock, and when she did, she was met with a horrifying sight.

Andrew was indeed in the room, but what was also there was a knife, being pressed against his throat, drawing a small drop of blood, causing Elsa to gasp and fire an icicle at the knife, knocking the weapon across the room before she sent a beam of frost it's way, freezing it into a solid block of ice.

"What were you doing?!" Elsa demanded as she stomped over to the surprised young man and sat next to him, doing her best to soften her tone. "Andrew... What were you doing?..."

"Ending it all..." He muttered, never even raising his head to glance at Elsa. "I hate life... There's nothing here for me..."

"No... I may not know you that well, but no one deserves to die..." Elsa said before she hugged Andrew's arm, prior to pulling herself to her feet. "Are you sure that you don't want to talk? I know we got off to a bad-... Okay a Really bad start... But I would like to at least get to know you..."

"Maybe tomorrow... Go and get some sleep Elsa..." Andrew sighed, waving his hand in a dismissive motion, however, Elsa caught his hand in her own and gave it a light squeeze.

"Are you going to try anything else tonight?... Because I'm not leaving this room if you plan to..." Elsa muttered, to which Andrew couldn't help but to chuckle.

"You froze my only combat knife snow queen... Don't worry, you've put a stop to that... Go to bed..." Andrew said as he stood and guided Elsa out of his room, prior to pointing at the couch. "That's your bed; sweet dreams."

With that, Andrew shut the door in Elsa's face as she sighed sadly; something told her this young man was going to be an interesting part of her life...

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Hope you all enjoyed the revised chapter! Until next time my minions!