11. Mother

"I... I couldn't ask you to do that." Elsa said carefully. "Really, it's no big deal, I-" She was silenced as Anna placed a finger on her mouth to shush her.

"First of all, you never asked me, I offered and-"

"Still, I-"

"Shush!" Anna declared, as she talked over her older sibling. "And we're sisters, Elsa. We're the only family we have for one another, so we have to stick together, no matter what. And if it's possible, then I want to help you. I always have."

Elsa gave a small, bittersweet smile as she shook her head. "I know, Anna, but-" She looked into her sister's optimistic, pretty blue eyes and let out a sigh. "You're sure?"

"Positive," Anna smiled.

It was a miracle. A wonderful, amazing miracle. All made possible by a promise between two sisters, and the hope of true love.

Elsa was completely breathless as one of the nurses gently placed her newborn daughter in her arms. Her daughter. It was a word that felt foreign on her tongue, or even just in her thoughts at all. She had thought for quite sometime, ever since she had married Jack, that having children would be impossible - because she couldn't carry... but it happened.

She had a baby girl, all of her own.

With wispy platinum blonde hair, dark grey eyes, albino-like skin and the sudden, sudden startling chill of her parents, the little one was perfect.

"We still didn't think of a middle name," Jack observed as he softly traced his fingers along the tiny baby's cheeks.

They had decided months ago for the first one - Krystal it if was a girl, Nikolas if it was a boy. And so, they were blessed with a beautiful little snow Krystal.

Never prying her eyes off her daughter, Elsa smiled wide; the sort of irreplaceable and priceless smiles. "Anna," she declared.

"Yeah?" her tired sister groaned from the bed, looking over with weary eyes.

"Our daughter's middle name," Elsa said softly, as she slightly stepped forward, sitting inches away from her younger sibling. "For it, I'd like to use yours. Without you, this-" She let out a breathless chuckle of disbelief as she looked down at Krystal. "-wouldn't have been possible."

Instantly, Anna's expression brightened up. "Elsa... I would be honored." she murmured.

"What do you think?" the Snow Queen asked, as she looked to Jack.

Sharing the same unexplainable smile, he nodded. "It's perfect," he confirmed.

Little Krystal let out a whine, and immediately, Elsa gently lifted the fussing baby up, lightly shushing her as she looked her daughter right in the eye, which seemed to calm her almost instantly. Now, the baby girl smiled an adorabley awkward smile, which caused tears of joy to form in Elsa's gaze.

"Don't worry, Krystal," she whispered. "Your mother's right here."

~ la fin ~


author's note: I couldn't not do this. I L-O-V-E family drabbles, and for some reason, I can just see Elsa being a great mother. To me, her spirit is a perfect mix - cautious yet overprotective. I dunno. Maybe that's just me being weird again.

(But come on - we all know Jack would have a ball being a dad :3)

(Also I know this wasn't so much Jelsa but i haz smut in the works so be happy with what you get *hisses and goes back to my corner*)