"Can I have one more kiss, one more touch

I just can't get enough of you

But I'm in a rush I got to fly away

How can you measure the promise of love

When it's weighing against a chance that comes once

How can I leave when I know' she's 'the one."

-JoJo


Well-everyone wow here we go-like I promised; chapter 8. I can't believe this story has gotten so long and in such a short time *hehee*. Then too-guess what-this story is going to be at lest 10 chapters! As well as I'm so doing a sequel; since I've gotten such a high demands ;) As well as that I'm just sad-the Frozen arc has ended on Once. So I'll continue here-I've got lots of ideas of Elsa and Emma. Oh and I'm sorry; in advance that this chapter will be a little angsty. However its necessary for the plot development of Elsa and Emma. As well as it opens doors for me to write that sequel everyone wants. Also-I'm going to change the rating; *winks* now that theres-been such a high demand;) well enjoy and as always-let me know your thoughts;)

Chapter 8: Fly Away

When the dinner had been arrived, they'd had spaghetti again-it was snowing softly, Elsa was utterly lost in every moment with Emma. She couldn't believe she'd never had anything so delicious-Anna had to try this-in that thought a sudden pain struck at her heart. Anna -oh where was her baby sister? Christmas was only a few days away now. A tear slowly rolled down her cheek, turning to ice.

"Oh my gosh Elsa." Emma said softly touching her cheek and pulling her into her arms. "Snowdrop, please don't cry baby-you miss Anna don't you?"

Elsa nodded melting into Emma's arms; she was so safe when Emma held her, so at ease and peace. Even the pain lessened a little, but only a little. "It's nearly Christmas and this will be the first we've been apart. Granted"- Elsa hiccuped tears threading her cheeks as Emma, kissed each tear away. "we hadn't been together on Yule-that's what we call Christmas- in Arendelle." She smiled bravely and Emma listened closely. She loved hearing anything Elsa had to tell about her far away kingdom, even if it hurt a little.

"I mean-before I froze the fjords and all of Arendelle-before my parents" Elsa said a few more tears escaping. "We'd always stay up-all night, there would be grand parties from December 20th to 23rd. There was always a Yule ball, on the first night of the Winter Solstice and so much laughter and dancing. We wouldn't go to the ball; we where still too young-but we'd sneak to the ballroom enough to watch. So we'd know enough to have our own-dancing into the night to candle light and there would be -chocolate." Elsa said smiling dreamily.

Emma thought it sounded enchanted and she chucked-my Snowdrop loves her chocolate.

"I don't even remember if Anna remembers these holidays; she was a toddler." Elsa said sighing as the tears where flowing again "after the trolls stole her memories of my magic-we never celebrated" she paused "the gates closed and Anna and I never saw each other."

"Oh Elsa-" Emma said softly.

"And still -after everything" Elsa was talking again so Emma stopped to listen.

"Even with no more Yule- no more celebrations for Christmas. Anna still came to my door, she'd sing carols and she'd leave me chocolate by the door. I just-Emma. I've got to find her-I have to find a way back to Arendelle." Her surprise at her outburst-shocked her and she looked to Emma, I've hurt her?

She fought her need to flee with the tears cascading down her perfect cheeks.

"Shhh Snowdrop-it'll be okay" Emma said; feeling as though she'd been punched. Her words where just so painful-but she knew the truth these words. She couldn't stay-could she- maybe not even with magic? No don't be selfish Swan. Or was this her fear talking-to afraid to get close-to afraid to be hurt?

Emma bravely reached for Elsa, unshed tears pricking her eyes. "I promise we'll find Anna" she struggled not to cry "and I'll do everything." Now with Elsa in her arms she couldn't see the tears in her own eyes. "-anything I can - to make this Christmas amazing" She rubbed soothing circles on Elsa's back and kissed her cheek. "I promise-" she said struggling to remain controlled "to help you find a way back to Arendelle." At these words, she couldn't fight anymore and her tears where already falling.

Emma is so brave.

Elsa blushed at the ghost of Emma's lips-pressed to her cheek as she knew Emma was crying her lips where wet from tears. She wanted even more, to sooth her Emma-to tell her she didn't want to go. Then too she wanted the feeling of pain-the fear of losing Emma for Anna-to go away. Why couldn't I have it all? But no my duty is to my people--not just to her own heart.

She knew Anna wouldn't mind, she'd happily come to Storybrooke with Kristof and Sven, even Olaf. She'd love Storybrooke and love Emma-everyone would love Emma-but her people. She'd never be able to abandon Arendelle. I just won't think about it now-

Bravely she leaned over and kissed Emma again; fully knowing Tony or Joe might see. Yet she didn't care anymore-as she tired to convey every bit of trust and thankfulness and deep desire to never leave. Drawing away Emma had a goofy smile on her face and her eyes shimmered with tears. Elsa, knew she herself was smiling through her tears-how funny how Emma can take my pain away.

In those moments Emma-longed for Elsa to find Anna and Arendelle- but felt terror at losing someone she loved so much. She was stuck-she couldn't go to Arendelle either- what about Henry, her mom and dad? She was the savior they both had a duty to their destinies.

A queen needed a kingdoms, my own mother-a queen too by no choice of her own is the mayor of Storybrooke. This shabby little town is no place for Elsa her glimmer will dim in Storybrooke and Emma knew she'd never be so selfish.

So when Elsa kissed her she lost herself in the bliss of forgetting. Lost herself in the amazing day they'd spent-in all future full of hopes of day's they could spend together. Nether Elsa nor Emma wanted their love story to end.


After Emma had delivered Elsa to her room and they'd shared another mild blowing kiss, with Elsa pressed to the door. Neither girl wanting the day to end and all to fearful of the future. Emma with her hands in Elsa's tresses-both moaning heavily and Elsa only supported by Emma's leg pressed to her own core. That at the wetness she could feel dampen her pants; lit such a fire in Emma. That she nearly cam gasping-but stopped. To Elsa's own surprise she'd moaned loader, when she felt the heat and her wetness in her undergarments. Gasping with desire at the trickling of the wetness down her legs. She hadn't cared who heard-but she did blush feverishly.

Emma had pulled away then, not wanting to take it to far for Elsa's sake. "Oh-I-I-wow." She remembered saying blushing just as much as Elsa.

Emma had seen frustration in Elsa's eyes and a clouded desire unmet, and though she'd felt bad to leave her that way. She'd smugly chucked, but stopped only when her friend had glared at her. She'd muttered that it wasn't funny-but she'd smiled a second or more later. Even so Emma had been admittedly satisfied that she'd been able to alist such a reaction from her Snowdrop.

Now on her way to the libary to see Belle, to prepare a very special Yule, for Elsa-she just couldn't stop smiling. She knew, she should stop-she should be rational-but her rational side was lost. All common sense all her dread-her fears couldn't seem to reach her now. Even though only a few hours ago they'd been crying, afraid of the truth behind Elsa's obligations to Arendelle.

She knew she should be worried-but couldn't because something Emma knew was called hope. Something she couldn't totally discount especially because of her parents. If her father and mother could find love; even with their messed complicated lives getting in the way- why couldn't she. She'd promised herself she'd bring happy endings to Storybrooke that included Elsa and even herself. They deserved a happy ending and only resolving the problem would remedy that. Elsa deserved to be truly happy and how could she be-when didn't have everything she needed or wanted.

Perhaps there was a happy ending in her finding a way to mesh their worlds-so they'd never part. Maybe the multi universe science theory could be applied here-what if magic and science where more connected then people realized. Maybe she could even find a way to send Storybrooke back to the Enchanted Forest this time with her and Henry.

It wasn't like there was anything for her in this world anymore. Everything, all her being called her toward a destiny she knew not. So she'd called Belle; she'd thought- who better to help then she- the keeper of the books and one of the smartest people I know-someone who truly believes in love. If anyone could help her and Elsa it would be Belle her mind was made up.

She knew, now as she pushed open the libary door; the selfish thing was giving up without a fight, and she wouldn't do that.


"Hi Emma" Bella said as she looked up from her reading. "I got the books you where looking for I gotta say; this is pretty interesting traditions of Yule. The pagan-" She stopped and chuckled at Emma's disheveled hair and wrinkled clothes. She's been visiting Elsa-I'm so glad to see their getting comfortable in showing affection.

Had it only been four days ago, that she'd helped Elsa to come to the realization that her feelings weren't sinful. Now, Bella thought they could give attention to their attraction and forget the fear.

"The pagan what? Emma asked.

"Oh the pagan undertones of Christmas and how Catholicism melded them." Bella continued smiling. "Why the sudden interest in Yule, it wouldn't be a blue eyed Queen Elsa that's gotten you so captivated would it?" Belle giggled as Emma blushed and nodded.

"Yeah-err-I spent an amazing afternoon with her and we went to dinner and had a serious talk. Admittedly not the one I was expecting-"

"Oh?"

"I was going to tell her I told Killian-"

"You-oh my gosh."

"Mhmm-"

"Well how did it go?"

"It went-"

"Oh?"

"He wasn't happy but he wasn't mad-he just wanted me to be happy."

"Well that's great-why didn't you tell her?"

"We could distracted-"

"Really now?" Belle said mischievously "how?"

"Not like that-" Emma blushed at the accusation and her cheeks burned brighter with the memory "although-no ugh-Belle-Elsa wants back to Arendelle."

"She what-oh to find Anna?"

"Yes-and to her people."

"Oh Emma I'm so-"

"It's okay, I think - theirs a solution to this actually. I didn't think so before, but I'm considering being hopeful."

Belle smiled "that's great Emma-it's always good to have hope."

"I-" Emma paused "I think maybe we can solution, in the books. I don't think it has anything to do with Yule. I mean my interest this has nothing do with finding a door."

"A door?"

"Well not really door Belle-that's really the wrong word; really a wrinkle, a tare in a place between worlds." Emma continued getting more excited as she talked.

"Hmmmmm-a wrinkle to Arendelle?"

Emma nodded " a space between a place, that potentially like a door could be opened and shut-that could "she had to take a breath. "Let those in Storybrooke return to the Enchanted Forest someday." Belle's mouth dropped open at such an admission.

"I could-we could all?"

"I'm not sure-we'd have to make sure that Henry could. I wouldn't go anywhere unless I was sure. But if I'm right and Elsa could come and go from Arendelle; then the wrinkle would open the Enchanted Forest to Storybrooke and free travel would be possible between the realms."

"Thats an-"

"I know it sounds impossible but I think we just need to know how to look. Elsa deserves the chance to be with her sister again-she deserves a chance to be queen."

"Elsa deserves a happy ending-" Belle finished smiling. "So you'd both be able to have everything you'd ever dreamed."

"Yes in theory-"

"So we've got to try-right?!"

"Yes of course"Emma said delighted and happy that Belle didn't think she was crazy.

"So-wait what has Yule to do with this?"

"Maybe nothing-maybe something I don't really know" Emma said frowning. "Please-show me what you've found. I don't know anything about paganism-but remember growing up hearing something about Wicca. Maybe the answer to all these things is in the old magic of this world."

Belle nodded "there's an answer for everything-we'll find it I promise Emma-"she said. As she pulled the book closer to Emma, her sit let's see what we find.

"Here!" Bella explained a few hours later-Emma's eyes where watering from fatigue but she'd refused sleep. "Yule also called Christmastide was a pagan festival observed by the nordic lands, the land of ice and snow. Like I'd imagine are parts of Arendelle are since-we've been told by Elsa of the fjords."

"What else does it say?" Emma asked.

"Hmmmm-it's a magic time, it says that bonfires where lit and children of this time would go from home to home and give to others gifts of clover spiked apples and oranges. That these baskets were covered in evergreens boughs and dusted in flour. These oranges and the apples where to represented to the sun. The boughs to be symbolic of immortality the ancients saw that the evergreens never lost their color. Thus they showed the indomitable immortality of the god and goddess. The flour boughs was meant to show the triumph, light, and life."

"So this was the Christmas that Elsa knew?"

"I suppose yes."

"They had mistletoe too" she giggled at the blushing Emma. "Yeah-they said that it represented the seed of the divine rebirth of the sun-in the soon coming year. Oh look Emma they had Santa too-but it was spelled um ' Kriss Kringle.' He was the Germanic pagan god of the Yule. Apparently this is where the caroling, decorating of the Christmas trees and the exchange of gifts and the kissing mistletoe from Yule. Who knew-I didn't realize-I mean-"

"Christmas was this way in the Enchanted Forest?" Emma said curiously.

"Yes a little-actually now that you mentioned, but some things were a little different."

"I want to be able to give Elsa the Yule she remembers as a child" Emma said softy. "There has to be chocolate" she said a little loader-

"I thought so" Belle nodded "and of course yes" she clapped her hands "its very doable." She patted Emma's hands comfortingly "also I think." Here Belle paused for a moment lost in thought "yes-I'll talk to Gold about this" she smiled faintly. "I believe he might be able to explain how we could harness this old magic."

"To open a doorway between worlds"

"Yes something like that Emma-but I'll go home now. Meet me back here tomorrow night, yes?"

Emma nodded.

"Okay then- we'll plan the Yule celebration for Elsa-and see what else we can do as well. We'll get the answers-I know it."

"Until tomorrow night?"

"Yes until tomorrow night Emma-"

Emma gave Belle a big hug "thank you so much."

"Awe anytime Emma" Belle said happily-


"Mom-" Emma said into the phone as she rushed home through the falling snow.

"Emma hi honey, how was your day with Elsa?"

"It was enlightening-"

"Aw well sounds fun."

"It was mom-I've never-but mom?"

" Yes Emma?"

"Remember how you said to invite Elsa for Christmas?"

"Of course-honey."

"Do you think-maybe we could-do something special for her?"

"Sure Emma-what do you have in mind?"

"I can't wait to tell you everything-mom. Get the coco ready-I'm on my way home."