Hey there guys! A bit of a shortish chapter, this is the very last one that will for sure be uploaded soon. All the others? I have no idea how long it'll all take. So anyways, this chapter we're switching. Switching what you may ask? Point of View, that's what. We're taking it from Alex to Elsa today. This whole chapter describes her feelings in the events of last chapter. I love a good romance story, but I love it even more when I get to experience the views of both characters. It gives me... more of a connection, I guess you could say. I feel like I know the characters better that way. So I hope you guys do too.

Let me know if I mess up character personality! I HATE when I mess character description up ESPECIALLY!

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DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Frozen, or it's beautiful characters. Although, I am in possession of Alex and Magnus.

Sick

Elsa walked to her door and twisted the knob, "Really Anna, you need to stop bringing people t-" She stopped and stared at the man in front of her.

She looked into his brown eyes and felt entranced. His brown hair flipped over his forehead perfectly. His light skin, his handsome face, the bulk of his chest and arms. Her heart thudded, this was a new feeling she couldn't quite explain, but looking into his eyes made her feel safe for some odd reason.

She shrugged off the feeling and looked at Anna who was staring at the stranger with a huge smirk on her face. She looked back at the man and saw how he was staring at her. She felt embarrassed and began to glance at Anna awkwardly. The man looked over to Anna and the way she was staring at him. She could have sworn that she saw red emerge from his cheeks.

Anna turned back to Elsa, "So to the training grounds?" she asked.

"Yes." Elsa replied and began to lead the way outside. Once her back was turned she felt the intensity of her heart beat and the red on her face. 'What was this feeling?' she asked herself.

By the time Alexander had passed the mechanical soldiers Elsa was quite impressed with him. When he used his knowledge of the previous obstacles to reach the top of the last boulder, she was happy with the fast results. She almost felt his anger each time he fell. When he managed to grab on to the edge she saw the determination blaze over his face. Everything seemed fine so far, until what happened next. He tore his glove off his hand which confused her greatly. She squinted and leaned inward. After this she was in for a roller coaster of emotions.

Alexander had used his hand to spring up and over the soldier. She then saw orange appear from his hand. She tried to focus her gaze harder. Then a swirling ball of flames erupted from his hand. She sat back in her chair with an expression of absolute shock as he launched the ball at the soldier. She was awestruck. Anna had already jumped out of her seat and started to babble away, but Elsa almost didn't hear her. Her heart rate picked up again and she felt such a wave of recognition rise from the pits within her. She wasn't alone in the world. Another had been carrying the weight she has. They both had to deal with powers.

She barely noticed when he approached before hearing from Anna, "-just like you Elsa!".

She glanced at her sister before looking back up at Alexander. She stood up and knew she had to explain. Elsa raised her arms with a breath of uncertainty. She was scared and didn't know why. Feeling her hands shake, she waved them into a circular motion, creating a small sphere of ice. She continued to form the shape of this snow ball. She finished and plopped the ball in her hand.

She stared at it for moments before glancing upward. Noticing the look of his face, she couldn't help smiling. She wiped the expression off her face before he noticed and looked back at the ice ball. Moments later, he looked back to her with such astonishment.

"I've had these powers over ice, ever since I was born." She looked up at him again with a smile she couldn't contain.

He blinked and glanced around, "I have as well." He lifted his hands to look at them. Something about him made her feel like she was looking into a mirror. A mirror that captured her sadness.

She looked at his hands as something strange came over Elsa that told her to remove one of his gloves. She felt him look at her briefly before she pulled the glove off. Shyly, she placed her delicate hand onto his. She felt the tingle of the warmth coming off him and knew he'd gone through tough times. As she rest her hand over his, she felt the warmth turn into cold, and then back again. She was surprised, yet kept it there. She felt her heart skip a few beats and her face become hot again.

Elsa decided that she was getting sick.