Disclaimer: I don't own Disney, DreamWorks, or Pixar. If I did, the whole world would hate me for what I've done to their beloved characters.

Hey-O! I'm back. Now before you all start lighting your torches and sharpening your pitchforks just hear me out...

Never mind you might hate me more at the end of this chapter.

Any-how, enjoy!

Anna sat there for what felt like a thousand years, crying and rocking back and forth as the others continued to pursue Hans. Elsa had the guards take all the guests back to their rooms and make sure no one left the castle before she left to help catch Hans.

Soon, Anna was one of the only people left in the chapel. Rapunzel and the trolls were all that remained with her. Grandpapie tried to console Kristoff's mother and Rapunzel came over and sat next to Anna.

"Why aren't you with the others?" Anna asked through her tears.

"I can't run in this state," she answered. Before Anna could ask what she meant, Rapunzel added, "Plus, someone had to stay here with you, and I thought that I might help. I know exactly what you're going through."

"How could you possibly know what this feels like?" Anna asked bitterly, still cradling Kristoff.

"You forget, Eugene died once too."

"But you saved him! You used the last of your healing power to bring him back. I can't do that." Anna brushed a lock of hair off of Kristoff's face.

"Every poison has it's remedy. I promise you we will find a way. You will see Kristoff again," Rapunzel said, putting a hand on Anna's shoulder.

"Why wait?" Anna muttered.

"What?"

"Why should I wait when I could see him now?" Anna asked, her voice rising.

"Anna calm down, we'll bring him back."

"No! You calm down! I don't want to go on without him. We were supposed to grow old together. But now we can't. I can't, no, I don't want to live a life without Kristoff in it." Before Rapunzel or the trolls could stop her, Anna stood up and took the cup of wine Kristoff left on the table and was raising it to her lips when the others came back.

"Anna don't!" Elsa shouted, sending her ice magic to freeze the wine but not before Anna drank the cup dry. She too fell to the ground and her world went black. She smiled as the darkness consumed her.

I feel like Steven Moffat. For non-Whovians out their, Steven Moffat is the writer and producer of Doctor Who and is notorious for killing off important characters. Now you may resume lighting your torches and sharpening you pitchforks.

Yeah, I pulled a Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet ending. Now before you start ranting on about how Anna wouldn't "kill" herself for a guy, I did this to prove how much they love each other.

My theory for this is that they waited a couple years or so before they even got formally engaged. Because of the whole "You can't marry someone you just met" stuff. So to prove to Elsa their love was real, they waited, and courted, and waited some more.

By this time they are madly in love with each other. Have I proven my point yet? 'Cause this is starting to get long. Yah, I'm done.

Now question/review answering time! :D

Indy: Thank you for your review, I greatly enjoyed it. I would love to give you ideas for your own fanfic, I had help coming up with ideas for this, it was my friend's idea to have Hans pose as a priest and have him have a past with Merida. My suggestion for you is to just write out your ideas and roll with it. This is still a work in progress and I've changed many things that I originally didn't plan on. Don't be afraid to put your voice in your writing, it doesn't matter what they (the world) wants to read about, its what you want to write about. The world just happens to want to read what we write. I'm sorry this is terribly long but I hope that I might have helped just a smidge. Also I don't care about spelling, I have a person for that, NinjaDragon0427. Without her I'd be a blubbering idiot that sounds like a grade-schooler

Gurl: Your question will be answered in the next chapter.