Chapter 24

A/N Wow, this has been such a journey, I have met such wonderful people and i have made such awesome (Internet) friends. This isn't the last of me, I'll be writing a few more fanfictions here and there and I hope y'all stick with me through them all.

Special thanks to NovaDeus who helped with this story and the development of the plot. Without him this story wouldn't have been half as good.

Anyways, I have the epilogue half done and with luck, I might upload it today.

On another note , this will be a short chapter, I'm just tying all the lose ends.

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Weeks came and went. Day after day of loneliness and sorrow that filled both Rapunzel's and Kristoff's heart. Elsa's burial was nothing like Anna's, for only five people showed up: Olaf, Rapunzel, Kristoff, Merida, and Rachel.

The brunette was lying down on the couch, a baby blanket held tightly between her hands.

"I can't believe they took him away," whispered Rapunzel as Kristoff settled two cups of coffee on the table in front of her.

"We tried everything we could Punz, we just didn't met the requirements." Kristoff sighed and stared blankly at the white wall in front of him as tears began to form in his eyes.

"We really did try..." he threw his head back, closing his eyes as if to stop the tears from falling; he brought his hands up to his hair and clenched it tightly.

"FUCK! We tried so fucking hard to keep him and they just took him away like he was a dog! He's five years old Punz! What is a five year old supposed to do in an orphanage?! We could have taken care of him or-or adopt him ourselves, but no! Maybe today was the last time we see him! That's so fucked up Rapunzel! That is so fucked up..." The blond brought his legs up to his chest and rested his head on his thighs, he wrapped his arms around his lower legs and turned on his side in a fetus-like position, mimicking Rapunzel's position on the opposite side.

"That is so fucked up," he mumbled, "that is so fucked up..."

Broken cups.

Dirty dishes.

Clothes everywhere.

Three empty bottles of cheap wine.

Rachel laid on her bed, she hadn't showered in days and her bed was stained with food and tears. Anna's clothes were all around her bed and she had the redhead's favorite plush between her thighs as she quietly cried on her hands.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

She put the toy aside and brought her legs up to her chest as she rocked back and forth.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

She dropped on to her left side, legs still tied to her chest, arms clenched around her legs. Her long, dark hair covered her face and a sob escaped through the empty house.

This is all her fault. It's all that slut's fault.

The redhead laid on his bed. His sides hurt from the hard work that they were making him do in prison.

"It's all her fucking fault!"

He cringed at the pain cursing through his sides.

It hurts so fucking much!

Earlier that day he was outside mowing the never-ending yard of that horrible place he was put into when he saw a couple of inmates walk over to him.

"What do you guys want?" asked Hans as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"We were send here to help. The guard thought you were too much of a pussy to do it yourself."

Hans shut the machine down by pulling on a string and he looked at the men.

"I don't need your help," he said coldly and tried to push past them so that he could go asked the guards for some water, but the men had other plans.

One of them grabbed Hans by the arms and twisted them so that the bigger man was behind him. A darker man walked from behind the guy who had talked to Hans first and his big, dark fist made contact with his left ribs.

"See? You are a little pussy."

The redhead cried in agony as the two men began to attack him, making him bleed and bruise.

The man wiped the tears off his eyes as he laid on the cold bed.

"It's all her fault..." He whispered as he curled on to his left side, his knees touching his chest, and cried softly.

The man was curled against the wall, his legs pressed painfully close to his chest as he rocked back and forth.

A life sentence here.

Alone.

Nobody worth caring for anymore. Not that I cared at all.

He thought about all the times he hurt Elsa. All the times he raped her.

All the times he abused her.

Then he thought about Olaf, his delicate figure being thrown against the wall, making the kid cry in in pain.

It was all too overbearing. He stood up and took his pants off. He tied one leg to the tall window on the left side of his room and then stood on the edge of the bed which was horizontal to the window. He tied the other end tight around his neck, making him cringe at how tight it was, then, without hesitating for a second, he stepped off the bed.

"Alright sir, please sign here, here and," the lady brought her pen to to her chin and then pointed at the last box in the middle of the page, "here."

Both men sighed in happiness as the older lady rose and signaled them to do the same. She walked them through several doors and hallways until they reached their destination. A rather large room with at least 30 bunks. Kids ran from here to there, little boys playing with little trucks and older kids wrestling each other to the ground, laughing as they hit the floor. The men's eyes settled on a rather pale kid sitting on a chair, a suitcase by his side and a book in his hands. The taller man nodded at the man behind him and walked over to the kid.

"Hey little guy!" asked the man.

The kid looked up and put his book down.

"Hi," he said as he began to smile.

"What are you doing?" the kid looked rather familiar to the big man.

"I'm waiting for a mommy and a daddy."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, Mrs. DeVil said that I need to be here because my sister is taking care of my mommy and of Anna and Anna's daddy."

"What's your sister's name...umm...What's your name?"

"Olaf," said the kid as he looked down.

"My sister's name is Elsa."

Recognition flushed through the man's eyes.

"You wanna know what my name is Olaf?"

The kid nodded.

"I'm Oaken. Oaken Woods."

"Hi Mr. Woods!"

"Call me Oaken OK?"

The kid nodded once again.

"You want a family Olaf?"

The pale boy's eyes light up and he smiled.

"Yes. I do!"

Oaken smiled and looked at the man behind him.

"We will be your family."

Olaf looked behind Oaken and furrowed his eyebrows.

"I won't have a mommy?"

The man behind Oaken gasped a little and looked at Oaken.

"No..." said the bigger man slowly, thinking of the best way to word what he wanted to say, "You won't have a mommy but you will have two daddies who will love you so very much," he reached for the man behind him and held his hand, "This is Andy, Andy Woods, and we would like you to be our baby and we would take care of you and love you a lot."

Olaf looked from Oaken to Andy who nodded and smiled, to the lady behind them who nodded too and then back to Oaken.

"OK," he said as a wide grin took over his face.

Andy smiled widely and reached forward, pushing Oaken slightly out of the way as he took the pale boy between his arms. He picked him up and motioned for Oaken to take the kid's luggage.

"It's all settled then?"said the lady as he led them back through the hallways and doors to her office, "Let's go finish signing the papers and Olaf?" the kid looked at her, "Congratulations, you will now be Olaf Woods."

The kid's eyes filled with happiness and tears as he buried himself into Andy's muscular shoulder.

"What's wrong?" asked Andy as he felt tiny sniffles on his shoulder.

"I j-just forgot to thank Elsa."

Andy stopped walking, causing Oaken and the lady to do the same.

"What were you going to thank her for?"

The kid wiped his eyes and smiled.

"She promised to take care of me and if it wasn't for her I wouldn't be w-with you."

Andy smiled and turned Olaf so that his back was resting against the man's left arm and the kid's legs were over Andy's right arms.

"There, just like a baby."

Olaf nodded and brought his tiny legs up to his chest as he snuggled against Andy's chest. The kid sighed in contentment since he knew his life was going to change for the better.

The end.

A/N Next chapter will be the epilogue guys!

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