I'm surprised at all the responses to this story. I thought this fanfic would just be at the back of my mind, but all the reviews let me think about it a lot. I had a couple tests the last few days, and my mind constantly snapped back to Emma. Thank you!

Here's the next chapter! Hope you like it...

We all climbed into the sled, which was definatly a lot more cramped with four people instead of two. In the end, Hans and I sat in the back, with the other two in front.

There were awkward pauses between little bits of chatter, nothing like the heated discussion on Anna's engagement to Hans. I was intently watching the woods behind us, knowing wolves could pop up any second.

Hans, also bored out of his mind, tried to make small talk. "What are you looking at?"

I shrugged. "Just thinking. I tend to daydream." It wasn't a complete lie.

"Oh," Hans said. "I was just wondering... who's Ashley?"

I blushed. "I talk in my sleep?"

"A bit. You only said Ashley though."

"She's my sister. I have another one, Amanda, and a brother, Zach. I'm the oldest," I say, surprised about how open I feel towards Hans.

"Oh, you got of easy!" Hans joked. "I'm the youngest of twelve brothers!"

I smack him on his arm. "At least you don't have any sisters! They are so much more annoying then boys. Constantly saying you steal things, or touch stuff, or mock them."

"Well, brothers beat you up, and break things, and ignore you," Hans said. His voice had gotten pretty sad. I lay my head on his shoulder, surprised again at the affection I felt towards the prince.

The moment broke as I heard a low growl. My eyes scan the dark forest for the wolves, and about ten pairs of eyes met mine. "Um... are there any wolves in the forest?" I ask Kristoff.

He shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. What's wrong, bud?" Kristoff asked his reindeer. I snorted; he trusted the animal over me.

The first wolf leapt at us, startling Sven into a full on sprint through the woods. We all grabbed anything we could use to get the predators away. Hans drew his sword and swiped at a few, but it got knocked out of his hand by a very large wolf. Cursing, he picked up a small log that was in the back of the sled.

"Uh oh!" Anna's strangled voice said. I turn around to see the chasm speeding towards us. I immediatly grabbed Anna's hand and pulled us onto Sven, the boys quickly catching on to the plan.

"Jump, Sven!" Kristoff yelled, cutting the harness from the sled. Anna's scream mixed with mine as we were hurled to the snow on the other side. Hans and Kristoff jumped off the sled, gaining the momentum to reach the snow. I ran towards them to pull them up, Anna following suit.

"Oops," I say with a sheepish smile as Kristoff stared at the pile of wood that was his sled. He sank to his knees as the pile caught fire

"I just payed it off..." Kristoff whined.

"I'll repay the sled, and everything in it," Anna promised, guilty for costing Kristoff's sled.

Hans sighed. He obviously thought Kristoff was not going to help us anymore. "If you don't want to help, we understand completly," he said.

I pulled the two off as Kristoff had a heart to heart with Sven. I grinned knowingly as Kristoff stood up. "Hold up!" he called. "We're coming."

"Really?" Anna squeeled. She composed herself, saying, "I mean sure, we'll let you tag along." I nudged her with my elbow, and she blushed a bit.

As Kristoff got up, we started going deeper in the woods. After what I assumed was midnight, we started to get really tired. We had to camp somewhere, and Anna pointed out a small patch of ground with minimum snow.

As the others drifted to sleep, I tried to stay up. I didn't want any nightmares. However, as the night drew on, fatigue drew me into sleep.

The same bright light surrounded me. I stared right into it, dreading yet anticipating my siblings presence. However, the figure that emerged was an unfamiliar one.

"Who are you?" I asked as a woman appeared, dressed in a gorgeous white dress.

The woman smiled. "My name is Isabella. I assume you have many more questions, though."

I nod eagerly. "Why am I here? Is this a dream?" I asked

"No. This is not a dream, although very similar to one. You are one of very few people, often called Shifters. Only one appears in a thousand years. You have the ability to travel between worlds. However, you can only travel to one world and back," Isabella explained.

"Why is it that I was picked to be a... Shifter?"

"Its not a thing you are chosen for, Emma. It is something you have to accept and control, and know you are strong enough to handle it." Isabella's statements were getting very strange, popping up more questions then answers.

"I chose to come here?" I asked in amazement.

"Exactly. You've probably always have been. Back in your time, did you dream and fantasize of going to places like this?"

I nod fervently. It was making more sense now...

"Your siblings have warned you about a choice, haven't they?" Isaballa asks.

"Yeah. What choice?" I wonder aloud. I was back to major confusement.

"You'll know when the time comes. And I promise, it won't be as hard as you imagine it. Seeing you now makes me sure that you'll do what's right. I hope I'll meet you again, Emma Singer..."

Isabelle's voice drifts off, and I was soon awake. I felt oddly calm, and noticed that I slept through the night. Now I felt a little reassured that everything will turn out allright.

Hans is the only one awake. From the look he gave me, I knew I must have talked in my sleep again, but doesn't press. It wasn't long before Kristoff woke, soon followed by Anna. We set off as soon as we could.

Hans walked with me. "You said something about a choice last night," he said nonchalantly. "What choice?"

"I honestly don't know," I confess. "It really confuses me."

The prince nodded as we struggled through icy patches littered on the ground.

As we stood by the cliff that overlooked Arendale, I couldn't help but gasp. The entire Kindom was encased with ice, making it look as though a huge dome surrounded it. I knew it was a trick of the light, but it was terrifying. "Arendale..." I sighed.

We walked in silence for a couple of hours before Hans spoke up. "Hey Emma?"

"Yeah?"

"What's your favorite color?"

"What?" I ask curiously.

"We don't really know each other. I just wanted to know a few things," Hans said innocently.

I smile. "Blue. What about you?"

Hans grinned right back. "Gold," he said confidantly.

"Gold? That's hardly a color," I joke.

"Is so! OK, next question... what's your favorite number?"

"Thirty-seven," I say automatically. "You?"

"Two thousand six hundred and seventy eight," Hans replied without blinking an eye. I laugh.

"My turn. What's your favorite... dessert!" I ask.

"Probably cherry pie," Hans answered.

"Oh. Mine's chocolate cake. Um... what do you hate doing?" I question.

"I despise swimming," Hans said with a shudder. "What about you?"

"Oh, I hate painting. I can hardly get the colors right and just make a mess!"

Our little question game continued until we reached another clearing. I was about mid-day, and the sun glistened of water that froze on the branches. It was gorgeous.

"Who knew winter could be so... beautiful?" Kristoff said in awe.

"Yeah, but its so boring," a voice I placed as Olaf's said. "What about a little color? Some magenta, chartruse, ooh, yellow! Wait, no. Yellow and snow? No go." Olaf emerged and looked right at me. "Am I right?"

I shrieked and broke off a branch to whack the snowman with. I loved the thing, but it creeped me out a bit to see it in real life.

The branch connected with Olaf's head and it flew to Hans. He immediatly threw it to Anna, who threw it to Kristoff, who threw it to me. It was like some messed up game of 'Hot Potato'.

Finally, Hans was brave enough to jab Olaf's head onto his body. "Oh, thanks. I didn't mean to scare you like that," Olaf chuckled. "But now I'm perfect!"

I smile and said, "Almost..."

I reached into the carrot bag and gently placed a carrot onto where Olaf's nose went. Gasping, Olaf examined his new nose, then threw his little stick arms around me. "Thank you so much!" Olaf exclaimed.

I shrugged with a smile and watched the rest of the scene play out. I couldn't help but applaud as Olaf finished his 'In Summer' solo.

"What are you waiting for?" Olaf said impatiently. "Let's go bring back summer!"

I grin and follow the newest member of our group, mentally going my To-Do list again.

Hi all! There's the next chapter in this crazy story. Hope you enjoyed!

I was really excited to put those little Emma/Hans moments in there. What do you guys think?

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