"When the sea falls from the shore
As the light sinks low, will I see you any more?
As the rain falls from the sky
Can I bring you back, from a distant lullaby?"
-Hayley Westenra
Well-guess it's Christmas Eve-tell me how? I'm so not ready lol, because this story will be over in the next chapter. I'm actually sad-even so its been an amazing-you all are amazing thank you for all the wonderful feedback. I'm so glad you're so into this little story.
Our last chapter most likely will not be released until after Christmas day-look for it Friday or Saturday. I'd like to promise it tomorrow-but can't. My beta is on vacation-and although she'll be able to correct my last chapter- thank goodness lol. I myself, have lots of cooking to do, a parade to watch and a mom to help take care of-
I did however already write seven pages today, of it today, there's a big surprise coming :D -so maybe I can get it to you tomorrow-I can hope. Oh and-be ready; this chapter is opening the door to the sequel. Yes I'm going to write a sequel-probably, however since I'm probably away for a few days lol-I'll not start until after. But you never know-it's along drive and I'll have paper and a pen *winks* my best friend sent me Frozen on DVD and got me a Elsa journal so I'm already happy :)
I hope everyone will love this chapter I had a great time with it-it's definitely living up to its new rating of M lol-just saying.
By the way-if anyone of my readers-is a fan of ELSANA lol-I wrote one of those too-the day before yesterday, check it out if you love that ship lol-be warned it's pretty spicy hehe;)
Chapter 9: Falling Across Time
As it always did-morning had again come to Storybrooke in her soft rays, touching the clouds in a lover's soft embrace. Then Emma imagined-her first blush crept across mountains, forests and lit the snow in electric gold and silvery sparkling light. The morning was alive with possibility and she knew she'd be sore if she missed a moment. Early was it as she sat up-pulling the curtains back and smiling a little with wonder. Each day had been better than the last-each day held a little more longing and was so bitter sweet.
Standing slowly, she rubbed at her eyes knowing they'd be puffy from sleep deprivation. She imagined they'd look ringed, yep-she thought looking into her mirror chuckling I look like a raccoon-but I don't care.
It had been worth it-oh so worth it; a happy sigh escaped her lips-that quickly turned breathy and heated. As her lips crinkling into a smile and her cheeks were unable to hide a blush. She and Elsa had gotten further in their make out session the night before. They'd actually gotten through the door-falling onto Elsa's bed, the passion had been so great that combined they'd soaked the bed. Leaving an all to obvious large wet spot on the comforter.
Looking down, she'd never forget the look in Elsa's eyes they'd depend to a cobalt with a dangerously hungry lust. Oh god-she moaned in spite of her attempt at control. She couldn't forget how she'd did it-fell into it-running her hands along Elsa's curves and causing her best friend to gasp and grind her hips up. The heat at her core had licked deliciously; she too had built up a rhythm. A moaning, sighing, heated passion against the feverish gasps of her Snowdrop-but damn it-their clothes had stayed on.
She'd held back again-guilt kept her love from the realms they'd both wanted.
Emma sighed, annoyed again at the knowledge of why she wouldn't-perform. Why she couldn't tear Elsa's clothes from her perfect body-kiss her in her forbidden core and lick her-until at release, she'd finally found her own body screamed for more. Mirrored perfectly in the ecstasy of Elsa's whimpers and happy cries.
No I can't -damn it-it's wrong -Emma kept telling herself that she wouldn't in good conscious. Damn it Swan-you're hurting Elsa-by leaving her night after night-in such a state.
No I won't not until -until Belle and I find a solution for Elsa.
Every night found Emma with Belle stuck along the stacks-muttering and pouring through ancient tomes. A list beside her of all necessary Yuletide preparations. Her mother also helped having heard the entire story after the first night in the library. This year, the party would be at the manor house that Belle and Gold had honeymooned at but Elsa didn't know that. To Emma, the solution was of utmost import-obviously -it meant the world to her. To find the answers she desperately lacked-her soul purpose before Christmas Eve-the next day.
Only then could she take the relationship further. Truly, doing everything they desired-wanted even formally asking Elsa-in front of all-to officially be her girlfriend. She had to find a solution-she just had to; the alternative was too painful to think. All the same, she felt the familiar burning and the tears that pricked at her eyes.
Every night-she ran out of a little more time-she'd walk Elsa to her room at Granny's-after another amazing day together-sometimes they'd ride Elske.
A smile even through her tears-caused Emma to stop. Her emotions on a roller coaster-up down-round and round. Sometimes she was deliriously happy-at other times she was decidedly depressed.
Every-memory of riding their horse through the sunshine-even attempting a winter picnic in the field. If only just to spend a few stolen moments alone-as they'd watched Elske-gallop through the snowy drifts utterly alive and happy. They'd been out there for hours until-Emma had shivered and Elsa had wrapped her arms around her tightly. She'd kissed her lips and the heat there had caused her to melt into her arms. Elsa had giggled, she'd said how adorable Emma was-that only had made Emma blush and look up and smile. She'd helped Emma up and they'd gone somewhere warm.
Other times they'd snuggle-never leaving the room at all-Elsa telling Emma stories between feather soft kisses. Sometimes of her childhood before Anna's memories were taken, adventures shared-trouble they'd gotten into. The pet, her parents had once-before Anna was born; a silver husky named Stjerners, meaning star. Elsa told her that she and Stjerners often lay by the fire together since she was old. She told Emma-with soft tears in her eyes-how she'd cried when Stjerners died. Emma had kissed the tears-as Elsa told her that she'd passed just months before Anna was born. Her parents had never gotten another husky, the loss of their first had been too much. Other times Elsa would make up stories for Emma or tell her stories -ones she, herself, had been told. Emma snuggled close never having been so safe with her head in Elsa's lap and she'd close her eyes. Drifting away between wakefulness and dreams peppered in unforetold wishes. All the while Elsa would whisper softly -stroking her hair and humming.
Sometimes she'd kiss her then-so softly, almost for fear that Emma would break, leaning close her hair tickling Emma face.
Later before dinner Elsa would sometimes want to braid her hair so she'd brush it tenderly. She'd smile and blush shyly telling Emma she loved the feel of her fingers in Emma's hair. She'd take such care -Emma knew to ever to pull it. She'd run her fingers through and sigh causing Elsa to smile. Everything about Emma was beautiful and she'd often tell her.
How could it have, Emma thought, only been three days since their first kiss? Their days of already accumulating memories. Emma thought of another as she prepared her shower-Elsa teaching her some of the words to her favorite Yule song-in a language so foreign to Emma that she had butchered it and Elsa had laughed merrily. Or yesterday when they'd gone ice skating out on the lake by the old manor. Elsa had held Emma up and pulled her along and Elske had attempted to follow-falling foolishly on the ice. She'd huffed and taken flight and landed some feet off shaking her head only to watch. Standing as close as she could to the girls without daring to go on the ice again. Elsa had laughed and nearly taken Emma down in a snowball fight later that day. They'd made snow angels, they'd shared hot coco-it had amazing, stolen kisses, hands clasped and lots of laughter.
Now though Emma-was getting desperate-she couldn't keep denying how each day ended, each perfect day. Night after night leaving a frustrated Elsa blushing full of lust and desire, impatient and confused as to why Emma wouldn't take all that she was offering.
She couldn't tell Elsa, how could she? That until she knew how to send her home, yet still keeping them together. She wouldn't touch her that intimately-would be too selfish and hear her sighs, moans and feel her deliciousness on her lips.
Another tear trickled down her cheek as the water thundered down around her. In case there wasn't a solution; doing that would break Elsa-break Emma, she knew-it would make saying goodbye impossible.
When Emma emerged from the shower she knew it still was too early to go meet Elsa. She knew the queen wouldn't be mind being woken but Granny's didn't open till 8:30 so she'd bide her time.
"Good morning Emma!" Mary Margret said cheerfully, a cup of coffee in one hand and a baby on her hip. "How did you sleep?"
"Didn't mom..." Emma said mechanically "I was up all night again-got in late from the library then I just couldn't sleep."
"We'll find a solution I promise sweetheart."
"Yeah-I'm not sure and-" Here Emma stopped to rub her eyes. "I don't want to think what will happen if the solution takes her away from me forever. Oh God-after I just found her-after I only opened my heart again."
Mary Margret put Neal down on the floor to gather her first born in a tight hug. "Don't worry, have hope my love-it has a way of finding our family. Don't give up on love. Your father and I are just so happy that you and Elsa are so happy. I can see she cares deeply, she's an amazing queen-I don't want to lose her from our lives either. She's so good with Neal, she's becoming like a second daughter to me. My Emma, when things look darkest I promise-believe in what you dream, keep reaching don't ever give in and don't give up."
Emma smiled in spite of her tears, her mother was so amazing- "I know you're right, I know-I won't but mom-it's just so hard to fight a battle that doesn't seem to have any end."
Mary Margret nodded "I know-but sometimes it's these challenges that make us into our ideal selves. Remember it's in our greatest sorrow, we make the choice to be happy. We choose to keep fighting knowing the rewards will be so sweetest when we reach the summit-but until then. I have a job for you actually."
"You do?"
"Yes-something to keep you busy, not that Elsa doesn't do that." Here she gave her daughter a mischievous smile.
Did she just infer-we-oh god. "Mom!"
"What-?" Mary Margret said with amusement in her voice. "It's only natural-I mean that's what Ruby has heard-"
"Oh GOD-"
"We ran into each other yesterday and she said you both have been very musical lately." Here she stopped because even she couldn't stop laughing at her blushing daughter. "Anyway-" her voice taking on its more serious tone "Could you go over to the manor today? Take some of our stuff over-for the party tomorrow. I'm still so behind and if you decorated a little. I wouldn't feel-so guilty" She looked at her son and chuckled.
"Oh sure-" Emma squeaked out. "I'll go over now I've got some time before I go over and see Elsa."
"Great-here's what I need you to bring."
"Elsa, you awake?" Ruby said with a soft wrap at the door.
"Mmmmhhh yes"
"Emma's on the phone for you."
My Emma-Elsa flew out of bed, nearly tripping and threw open the door.
Ruby just stood there chuckling-at the disheveled queen. "Here-" Ruby gave her the phone and turned to go downstairs. "Drop it downstairs when you're done."
Elsa nodded before taking a deep breath-Emma made her so nervous.
"Emma?"
"Snowflake-I'm sorry to wake you early, mom asked me to help her with some party planning for tomorrow. I told her I'd help decorate the apartment, I'm sorry sweet Elsa-can I come over a little later?"
That's actually perfect-I still don't know what I'm making Emma-I would have had to cut the visit short anyway.
"That works fine Emma" Elsa chuckled "I've actually got a lot of little things to do before tomorrow night. We can meet for dinner-would that work?"
Over the phone she heard a grateful sigh.
"Don't worry Emma-we'll have all the time-" sighing she stopped I hope she can't hear how sad I am-
"We'll still have plenty time today." You know that's not what you meant to say-"We can take a walk-or go to Tony's before dinner, whatever you'd love."
"I'd love that Snowflake"
"Okay so just umm-come at 5 'o'clock" Cum at -oh god Elsa stop it-
There was a soft giggle from the other end of the phone. "Sounds fun-" Emma said flirtatiously "I'll be over soon Elsa."
"I can't wait."
"Neither can I-bye Emma."
"Bye Snowflake"
Sighing Elsa hung up the phone worriedly wondering-what at the eleventh hour she could possibly make for Emma. She'd procrastinated and put it off willing to spend every moment beside Emma. Now, though with Emma busy-she'd have to face it. What would Emma like?
I think you know what Emma-likes-her mind purred and Elsa felt the bubbling of lust licking painfully. Three nights and though Emma had finally told her she'd called if off with Killian much to her delight. She still hadn't touched her-a painfully shy Elsa knew she couldn't be that forward. That was up to Emma and she wasn't doing it. Why?
Thinking maybe a shower would help her mind muddle in the cloud of water. She opened the door to the guest bathroom and turned on the tap. Elsa loved the shower tub, it had clawed feet and a wrap around shower curtain. It was classic and beautiful-Hmmmm Emma and I-would fit perfectly in here together-oh goddess-stop-
She shook her head and tried-tried to think of anything else. Anything but how perfectly the water would be touching Emma. Again the need washed over her and she knew she couldn't keep it in this time. Blushing at what she knew she was going to do-she pulled the curtains and sighed.
The hot water licked at her core as it languidly traveled down her legs. It cried to her to just run her finger down-to touch and caress the seductive nub between her legs. "Ohhhhhh-mmmmmmm-"
Elsa gave in-gingerly, having never touched herself-never having needed to before-only realizing now what it meant. Now with her thoughts of Emma-now she knew-how desire could be painful and delicious. Her fingers touched the softness and it pulsed with its own heartbeat. She gasped-surprised that such a simple touch could-"Oh-oh"-shhhh Elsa-breath be quiet...
She rubbed a little harder a little faster and her eyes closed imaging it wasn't her own fingers but Emma's touching her forbidden bud. She had to lean against the wall as the building pressure weakened her legs. She'd never been this close-Emma always stopped-but Elsa wasn't stopping. Curious and blushing she put her finger to her lips and tasted-honey. She was lost- "Mmmm Emma" goddesses she must taste amazing too.
She stopped only long enough to stand closer to the water, it's heat only exciting her more. Her finger was back to stroking, rubbing and tenderly caressing that which she longed to feel Emma's mouth on. The faster she went the hotter she became the longer her sighs became. Her breath catching, gasping-she felt close to losing her mind. She couldn't stop the moans that reverberated around the bathroom. She didn't care-anymore.
Then just as before-out on a snowy field when Emma had been watching she felt that same building pressure. It licked at her hungrily-causing a gasp to escape her lips. As she leaned against the wall-her breathing increased in tempo to the movement of her finger on her desire. Now it breathed into her white hot and climbing to ever part of her body. Ohhh-what's-
"Ohhh-uhh-EMMA!?"Elsa's flew open-
A second of surprise wonder at the name she'd admitted-at the crashing of ecstasy; at her sudden release. Her voice-as foreign, even to her-need filled and hot with desire-her voice -echoing deliciously off the walls. Panting breathlessly-Elsa dropped to the bottom of the shower and sighed happily. Wow?
Hours later Emma found herself still lugging boxes into the ballroom of the manor house. Damn it-this is taking forever I just want to go and be with -Elsa.
She looked at her watch it was 12:45pm-can't the time go any faster -
Sighing-she put down one of final boxes on a table by the wall. She decide to take a break and go explore the house a little. She'd only seen the ballroom and curiosity had gotten the better of her. After all the last time she'd been here all too willing to give up her magic-she'd only seen the drawing room. She felt an embarrassed blush heating her face. She knew it was in that moment when Elsa had called her back from making such a mistake. That as their hands connected-she'd never felt anything so powerful in her life. Then every moment after-had been a denial of the truth-up until she couldn't anymore. Knowing Elsa-was the one who she wanted to spend her entire life with.
Her mind was so lost that she didn't notice-the room had ended. That she'd left the ballroom and was in the unexplored halls of the manor. She found the kitchen and she wandered into the library-it was full of so many books. A part of her thought that she should tell Belle about it. Bored and about to go back to work-she stopped suddenly.
What's that?
A cold draft had hit her-making her hair stand on end. It was trickling out from somewhere in the library. What the heck-
Thinking that someone had left a window open-she hurried to close it. Following the draft wasn't hard-she shivered-
Around book case after case she followed the troublesome chill-but every window she found was shut fast. Emma was beginning to get pretty frustrated-the ghostly chill led her all the way to the other end of the library.
There-with surprise it led her to a door-unlike any she'd ever seen. It had patterns of holy leaves and snow embossed on its finish. I wonder where this leads-
Figuring it would kill some more time-she shrugged and pulled open the door quickly. Oh-hell-
Her last remaining thought as she was pulled-into nothingness.
Elsa finally-after her mind opening-shower had been inspired-she now knew what she'd give Emma for Christmas. A blush heated her cheeks at how the idea had come to her-causing an embarrassed giggle. The best part-it was such an easy solution.
Now she could use her time-better. Time to figure out what kind of dress she'd need for the party. Looking at the clock over her bed, 3:30pm.- I've still got plenty of time-
She thought she'd like to go visit Belle at the library. Maybe Belle could give her a little clue to the attire best needed for the Charming event. So she all too happily headed down the stairs purposely and with excitement-for the evening's events.
"Elsa" Ruby said giggling "Hi-you're leaving late-you okay? I heard quite a commotion coming from upstairs earlier."
Elsa's cheeks burned and Ruby chuckled more- "I was going to come check on you." She said her teasing easily picked up by Elsa. "I mean you sounded like you were in a lot of pain-but well, we" she leaned into Elsa "Grams and I figured you wouldn't-want an interruption while you were suffering in the throws-of such powerful cramps."
She winked-she knows I know-what she was really doing-but I can't resist- she makes this too easy.
"Oh-from all the crying you sounded like you were really suffering in pain. I kept hearing you calling for Emma."
Elsa just stood there blushing-wringing her hands-and gaping at what she was hearing. Would she tell Emma-oh god no-
Ruby's eyes softened and she smiled "Don't worry Elsa it's our little secret-never be ashamed-but honey-damn you make pain sound fun." Laughing at her own joke she turned and headed back to the kitchen. "Next time I hear you feeling that way-I'll call Emma and send her over so you won't hurt anymore."
Before Elsa could say a thing Ruby was gone and Elsa was laughing inside. Well-you said you didn't care.
"David" Mary Margret said softly so as not to wake up Neal. "I keep calling Emma's phone and it keeps saying-the party you're trying to reach is out of range then it goes to voicemail. I shouldn't worry but I can't help it."
David looked up from the book he'd been perusing-the very one that his Snow had asked him to look through. Earlier she'd wanted more assurance she was creating the perfect center piece wreath for the Yuletide party. She wanted everything to be perfect for Elsa and Emma.
"I forgot a box-the one with the table clothes and candle sticks-" his love was talking again.
"Snow-I'm sure she's okay sweetheart. I can take the box over myself-she's probably with Elsa. You remember how we were-couldn't get enough"-he stopped and frowned. Again he got an image he didn't want.
"I know you're probably right-" Mary Margret said softly "But I just can't shake the feeling that something is wrong."
"Okay, don't stress baby-I'll take the box and then if I can't find her we'll call around town. I'm sure that one of our friends will have seen them. It's not snowing-it's clear-I'm sure she's fine."
Fetching his coat he kissed Snow and his son and headed out into the cold. He didn't want to scare his wife-but something was bugging him. It wasn't like Emma not to answer. Even worse what did it mean when-you called and it said your phone was out of range? I've been out to the manor and I've never had a problem getting a signal-something is definitely not right.
Where is Emma? Elsa was beginning to panic.
She'd gone to see Belle-who'd gave her little some clues about the dress attire. She wouldn't admit much about the party- the following night but she'd gotten enough. It was going to be fancy. Hurrying back to Granny's, thankfully she'd not run into Ruby-she-dozed off and woke up with a start.
The clock read 7:30-no one had woken her, Emma hadn't come. She was scared. She felt cold for the second time-since she'd gotten to Storybrooke.
Where was her Emma? Oh God-please don't let her be lost like Anna-I can't lose another friend-her thoughts crashed into each other. Well Emma was more than a friend though they hadn't really said as much. Still she couldn't lose her-
Rushing down the stairs two at a time she nearly knocked into Regina.
"Slow down Elsa" Regina said chuckling "A queen shouldn't be running. It's not proper you know." She stopped when she saw the panic on her face. "Oh no-what's wrong?"
"Emma-!"
"What about her?"
"She's late-what if something's wrong-she always comes when she says-she's never once been late."
"Oh" Regina simpered "No don't worry she's the Sheriff remember Elsa. She's probably just caught up."
"Why wouldn't she call then?"
"Maybe she can't-"
"Wait-?"
"I mean maybe she's been detained-don't worry, relax Elsa please." Regina could see Elsa had frozen the counter top in fearful frustration.
Elsa looked down and blushed shocked-she was losing control. She took a deep breath and sighed.
"What's going oh-" Ruby said-dropping her fresh cup of coffee. "Elsa-are you okay?" This time her voice had no hint of irony or laughter.
In a second she'd taken in the ice and Regina standing there-a frown on her face.
"No Ruby she's upset-obviously" Regina said frustration rising in her voice. She sighed it would do no good to lose control of herself and she knew it. "She's worried about Emma-she's never came over. Did she call here?"
"No-I would have told her." Ruby looked from one queen to the other. "I'm sure she's just busy Elsa-don't worry. She'll call or she'll be here soon. What time were you two meeting?"
"Five" Elsa said clasping and unclasping her hands trying to remain in control. She couldn't explain it-but something felt wrong.
Suddenly Regina's cell phone began to ring. She flipped it open "Hello" she said.
"Regina it's David-I know this is a strange question-but I've got to ask. Have you seen Emma tonight? I'm thinking she's with Elsa-we haven't been able to reach her since early this afternoon."
"Uh-ohh-you don't ummm say." Regina wasn't sure how to answer that since didn't want to alarm Elsa. "I-no-I haven't actually-but Elsa is here with me and Ruby."
"Wait-what-where are you?"
"At the diner."
"Okay I'm coming over there-Mary Margret is on her way-I just texted her. Belle is with her she's taking care of Neal. Please don't alarm Elsa-but I'm pretty sure that Emma is missing."
"Yeah-we were thinking that too. Well I'll see you soon then-take care bye."
"Who was that?" Ruby and Elsa asked together.
Oh this is going to be fun Regina thought sarcastically-sighing. "It sees that David and Mary Margret are coming over. Emma it seems-has gotten herself lost."
"Oh god-" Elsa couldn't even finish as Ruby grabbed her-before Elsa's world crashed and everything was dark.
I hope you enjoyed-
Much love and
Merry Christmas Eve :)
