A/N: Greetings readers! I'm alive, I now I said I wouldn't be finishing this story, but I'm gonna try to at least get to a part with Alexei in it. I apologize for the wait, 2 years, wow, thank you for the support. The reviews are what made me come back. This chapter will probably be short since I somewhat rushed it. Review are greatly appreciated.

The snow continued to fall as Anya waited; it had already been twenty minutes since Dimitri left for the sled. Usually Anya could stand being in the cold for hours upon hours, but sitting in the snow was different; her teeth started to chatter as her legs began to feel numb. Sora's head rested in her lap, his lips blue and his spiked hair frozen, she stoked his cheek softly and kept her eye on his chest to make sure he was still breathing. She watched the other two creatures as well, pondering just who and what they were.

The blizzard made seeing anything almost impossible. Anya could barely see Dimitri coming until he was about ten feet away. She heard a horse trotting too, it would make everything so much easier. She slowly stood up as he approached, taking Sora along with her. He wasn't heavy at all, she picked him up with ease. After they put Donald and Goofy into the sled, Anya and Dimitri sat in the front together as they headed for the palace.

Sora stood alone in his unconscious state. A blank dream. He stared into the what seemed like an endless world of white. Nothing around him and nothing but nothing, nothingness. Was this what it felt like to be dead? No, he wasn't dead. He knew he was dreaming. After realizing this, something happened, Sora woke-up.

"Where am I!" Sora sat up in a heavy sweat-soaked bed. He breathed erratically and looked around frantically.

"Donald! Goofy!" He continued to scream in a panic.

A woman ran into the room, "You're awake! Stay calm, you're safe here. We won't hurt you." She crouched down at the foot of the bed watching him. Her gaze was warm, gentle, and understanding.

Sora pushed the covers away and leaned against the headboard of the huge bed. He looked around as his memory came back to him. He remembered seeing Donald and Goofy again and then being cold, very cold. His eyes scanned the room, it was huge, just like the bed he sat on, everything looked like old antiques. His gaze wandered to the woman, who waited patiently as he looked around; she smiled at his curiosity.

"How're you feeling?" She asked.

"I'm fine," he answered quickly.

"Who are you?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, of course, you can call me Anya," she answered and walked over to the bedside.

"Dimitri and I, well, we found you half dead in the snow. Your, um, friends, are here too. They are your friends, right?" She said as she sat down in a chair next to the bed.

Sora looked at her and nodded rapidly, "A dog and a duck! You found them too? Where are they? Are they okay?"

She stood up again, "Wow! Settle down, yes, they're here. They haven't woken up yet. They're in the next room."

Sora leaned back again, he was feeling a little weak. At least Donald and Goofy were safe. He could rest a little. The woman, Anya, spoke again, "Yes, I suggest you rest some more You almost died back there, your body needs to rest."

Sora nodded and laid his head on the soft pillow. His eyelids became heavy again as he closed them and drifted to sleep. Anya covered him with the blanket and walked out of the room, closing the door quietly. At least no one died today, that was her only thought. She still didn't even know the boys name.