A/N: I'm really sorry for the time it took me to update. School started, and there was no time to write, and I had a lot of homework... Anyway, sorry. I'll try to update once a week now that the school year's started, maybe more often of I have a more free time.

About this chapter: my sister pointed out that Elsa isn't sad enough for a person who has just lost her parents. Do you think that's true? I did some research on grief and I tried to make Elsa's behavior seem natural, but I'm not sure if it worked. It would make me really happy if you reviewed (: Anyway, on with the story:

Anakin was lying on his bed in his new room (which, by the way, was much more comfortable than anything he had slept in in the last two months. Tents, battleships and treetops could not compare), trying to build a transmitter from the parts from his ship he had brought to the Castle. The night before, right after he had gotten his room, he had snuck out of the castle and retrieved the parts from where he had hidden them near the Castle walls.

When he had disassembled his fighter he had been in a hurry, with Sven and Kristoff waiting for him, and he had simply taken the parts that the Force told him he needed as that was the quickest way to decide what he would need to build the transmitter. Anakin had not even bothered to check if the parts that he took were enough- if the Force told him it was what he needed then that was what he needed. Trust in the Force and so on. Now, however, Anakin wasn't so sure that leaving in such a hurry was a good idea.

He turned the linear converter he was holding in his mechanical hand over. The communications system in his ship had been badly damaged, but Anakin knew how to build a new transmitter using a linear converter, some bits of a hyperdrive engine and a few other parts. The linear converter, however, appeared to be badly damaged, and the more Anakin looked at it the more he realized that building a transmitter was going to be near impossible.

'I can't fix the converter with the level of technology here, and I can't build a transmitter with the converter in this state. That leaves only one option: wait until Obi-Wan finds me, which could take forever. Even with the help of the Force, the war would probably be over by the time someone finds me. I can't even imagine how much the other Jedi would tease me about it', Anakin thought grimly. 'Not to mention that, from a certain point of view, it is my fault that I'm stranded here. My master did kind of tell me not to attack those ships because it was a trap, and I did kind of not listen to him. Oh, the lectures he'll give me after he finds me...'

Anakin shook his head, clearing his mind of the thoughts. They would do him no good. Right now all he could do was try and make the best of his situation. Maybe meditation would help. After all, there had to be a reason as to why all the masters did it all the time, even if he didn't see it yet.

Anakin had just sat down cross-legged on the bed to begin his meditation when he heard a knock on the door.

Anakin sighed. "Come in!" he called out to the door. It opened, creaking slightly, and Anakin saw that the visitor was Benedict.

"Mr. Anakin, Her Majesty would like to see you", he said instead of a greeting.

"It's not mister, just Anakin", Anakin said, getting up. "Is she in her room?"

"As always", Benedict replied, then walked away with the air of a person who is far too busy doing important things to be bothered with carrying messages to people.

'Well, I suppose I should be glad. I got an excuse not to meditate', Anakin thought as he walked up the staircase.

The door to Elsa's room was slightly open, indicating that Anakin should come in. He did just that, and was shocked at the sight that met his eyes.

The room was frozen. Everything was white- the floor, the ceiling, even the walls were covered in ice. The only ice-less spot was a small piece of floor next to the bed from which the blast of ice seemed to have come.

"Surprised?" came a quiet voice from the bed.

Anakin started. He had been so engrossed with the walls that he had failed to notice Elsa herself lying on the frozen bed, looking very small and sad.

"A bit", he admitted. "I didn't know you could make ice blasts that big."

Elsa laughed humorlessly. "I didn't know, either. It just went out of control when the fact that my parents… aren't here anymore sank in."

'Don't I know the feeling', Anakin thought. "Is that why you called me here?" he asked.

"Yes. To tell you the truth, Anakin, I'm scared. I can't control my power, and the thought of what would have happened had someone been here, in my room, when my power exploded is terrifying. I can't get it out of my head!"

"Fear is your enemy, Elsa", Anakin said. It was not precisely what Master Yoda had taught him, but the meaning was the same, and this way of explaining it seemed more… right for some reason.

Elsa's expression became thoughtful. "I swear I heard that before somewhere…"

"Must be deja-vu", she decided. "Anakin, I need your help. I want to continue being your student- padawan, whatever- despite the fact that my parents died. Actually, because of the fact that they aren't here anymore. I will have to be Queen, and I can't do that if I'm too scared to leave my room. No one can help me, and I don't think I can do it on my own. Help me, Anakin Skywalker. You're my only hope."

"Are you sure?" Anakin asked. "It will be very difficult to learn to control your emotions, and in your case even more difficult because you have just lost a loved one. I know firsthand how much that hurts, and how difficult it is to release your grief." That was not the real reason Anakin was reluctant to train Elsa, but he couldn't very well tell her the truth. She would never let a monster- a murderer- to stay in her Castle.

"It is the only way", Elsa said sadly. "You were willing to help me before this happened, why change your mind now, when I need your help the most?"

'Because I am the worst person in the entire Galaxy for the job of helping one cope with the death of a parent?' Anakin thought, but didn't say it out loud. Even if he was the worst person for the job, no one else could do it- Elsa wouldn't agree to put another person in danger. Only Anakin had protection against her powers on this planet, and that made him the only person for the job, as well.

"I didn't change my mind", he said. "I simply wanted to warn you that it won't be easy, and it might take a lot of time. The way it's going now, though, it seems like I'll have all of eternity to teach you."

"Why?" Elsa asked, sounding surprised. "I thought you said you were going to help me master my self-control for the few days you were here. That reminds me, you never did say for how long you were planning to stay, or why didn't you have anywhere else to go. In fact, I have no idea why you are in Arendelle in the first place."

Anakin mentally slapped himself. He hadn't told Elsa anything about himself. In fact, the only reason he had given her as to why he should be allowed to stay was that he was a Jedi. It was about time he told her the whole story of how he came to be in Arendelle.

"Well, you see, it all started when a war broke out in the Galaxy…"

About half an hour and a lot of explanations later, Anakin was nearing the finish:

"…And then I climbed the wall s of the Castle because there was no other way to get in. I met your sister who showed me to your room, and then you know what happened."

"So you took some spare ship parts with you to the Castle in order to build a sort of communication device that you could use to contact your Master, but the ship parts are broken so you can't make the device?" Elsa asked.

"Yep. That's about it."

"And are there any other ways you can contact your Master?"

"Not that I can think of. I'm stuck here for- well, for as long as it takes for my Master to find me. That could take forever, all things considered."

Elsa appeared to be contemplating something. "You know, Anakin, I can't help you with this, but I think I know someone who can."

"Help me with what?"

"With your broken ship part, of course."

Anakin was stymied. As far as he knew, this planet had no technology whatsoever, and he had no idea who could fix the part if Anakin himself couldn't do it. Elsa seemed to notice his disbelief, because she laughed quietly.

"They're... friends of mine, one might say. They help anybody who comes before them. My parents…" here Elsa's voice choked slightly, but she continued, "My parents came to them for help when I had an… accident with my powers. I don't know if they can fix your parts, but they can use magic, and if anyone can help you, it's them."

'Well', Anakin thought, 'it can't hurt to try'. He was rather skeptical of Elsa's 'friends', but if they had helped her, maybe they could help him.

To tell the truth, Anakin was very curious as to Elsa's 'accident'. If he had to guess, he would say that she had been confined to her room after and maybe because of it. He wanted to ask Elsa what had happened, but then had he been in her place he probably wouldn't have answered. Not that it mattered- if Elsa really was going to become his student, then he was going to have to learn everything about her past whether she liked it or not. The irony of that thought struck him hard- his master still didn't know all of his secrets, even after ten years of training. His marriage to Padme was only one of the long list of things he had done without his master's knowledge…

"Alright, Elsa", Anakin said. "Where do those friends of yours live?"

Elsa smiled. "We'll go see them tomorrow. I have to make sure that nobody will see me leave my room, and that might take some time to arrange."

"Alright. Can you tell me what to expect when we visit them?"

"Nope. That would ruin the surprise!"

'Great', Anakin thought. 'A surprise. Just great.'

"So, Anakin," Elsa said hesitantly, "Will you train me? Teach me how to control my power?"

'Looks like I have no choice', Anakin said to himself. 'Still, some good may come out of this. Maybe this is the will of the Force or something.'

"I will", he said out loud.

"So am I supposed to call you Master Skywalker now?" Elsa asked.

"Well, that would be nice", Anakin admitted. "But you don't have to. I- I'm not really a Master yet, not even a Knight. I'm just a Padawan." Now that he had thought about it, it probably wasn't the best idea to pretend he was a Knight or Master just for the sake of hearing 'Master Skywalker'. After all, didn't arrogance and pride lead to the Dark side?

"Well, if we're going to do this, we might as well do this the whole way, Master Skywalker".

On the other hand, if Elsa chose to say it herself, it didn't really lead to anything, did it?

"As you wish, Padawan Elsa. We'll start the first lesson tomorrow, after we visit your… friends."

It might have been Anakin's imagination, but it seemed as if Elsa's previously dull and lifeless eyes got a glimmer of hope in them. Yes, maybe he could do some good on this planet after all.