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Gerda as Mother

Summary: A fight ensues between the royal sisters before they send out a search party to search for Kristoff, causing an uneasy tension to the already scathed situation. On the search, Little do they know the scene they will witness- the trolls' final end with two unexpected heroes. (Summary edited from last chapter)

Elsa was lounged on a cozy chair with a novel in hands when the library door burst open, letting in a cold blast of air. Outside, the mild snowfall had picked up into a full blown storm. Anna stormed in, panting and covered in snow. Her teeth chattered as she scuttled to the fireplace to warm herself.

"Any luck?" Elsa asked, looking up from her book. Her eyes felt strained from reading for so long.

"No, Elsa! I'm so worried," Anna replied feverishly. She grabbed a pitcher of hot chocolate from the coffee table and sloshed it into a cup before taking a draught. "Kristoff's nowhere near Arendelle. I recruited a couple village kids to hunt the perimeter and asked around the town all day but no one had seen him since yesterday. Oaken hasn't seen him since either."

"Oh," Elsa's eyes drifted back to her novel.

Anna shook out her cape into the fire and the flames sputtered as snow fell on them. "He wouldn't be gone this long without telling us. I mean, me." She added, anger creeping into her voice.

Elsa's face felt warm. She set her book down with a thump. "He would've told me too. I care about him just as much as you do, Anna."

"Oh no you don't," Anna said. "You've been sitting in the warm library all day doing nothing while I've been slaving over finding him all day!"

Elsa's mouth opened and shut soundlessly.

"You're currently curled up by the fire reading, Elsa! Is that more important than my boyfriend?" Anna snapped. She threw her soaked cape on the carpet angrily. "You couldn't spare a day to look for him?"

"I didn't mean that!" Elsa protested. "I- I thought you'd be fine on your own."

"I thought you'd have more compassion for the man who saved me," Anna replied bitterly.

"I saved you, not him!" Elsa was shouting now. "If I wasn't on the fjord you would've frozen to death! Not that- that-"

"That ice harvester," Anna finished, her angry teal eyes boring into Elsa's. "That's all he is to you. A lowly ice harvester. I bet my royal title you only made him consort to appease the Arendellians."

"But-"

"Save it, Elsa. I've always known how you really felt," Anna hissed, holding up a hand. "Maybe the Duke of Weselton was right. You are a monster. With a heart of ice," She turned her heel and stormed outside the library, slamming the door behind her.

Elsa collapsed on her chair and thumped her head on it, tears forming in her eyes. Her head and heart hurt.

Several minutes passed, maybe even an hour. Elsa was awakened out of her doze by a pair of soft footsteps approaching her.

She raised her head hopefully. "Anna?"

She was disappointed to find Gerda standing before her, bearing a tray of steaming food.

"Your dinner, Elsa," Gerda said, setting the food down. Elsa's stomach growled and she realized how hungry she was. Yet she pushed aside her own needs for her sister's.

"Where's Anna?" Elsa demanded.

"I have no clue," the maid answered. She stirred a pot of gravy on Elsa's tray with a sigh. "Probably looking for Kristoff."

Elsa stared outside the window, growing dim with the coming night. "How bad is the storm now?" She asked.

"It's getting steadily worse." Gerda answered. "The stable hands had to put ropes up to guide them from the stable to castle and vice versa."

Elsa's eyes drifted to Anna's cape lying by the fire and bowed her head. She thought of the time Anna was freezing by the fireplace. How Olaf had rescued her. But who started it all? Realization dawned on her. The trolls. They had caused this mayhem. She just knew it.

" I think, I think I'll go after Kristoff." She said gravely. "I know this is the work of the trolls. I just feel it."

"Are you sure?" The maid asked.

Elsa stood up. "I'm going to need a search party." She pointed to tray of food. "Pack this up tightly. It'll be Kristoff's when we find him. I'll go find Anna."

As the maid busied herself, Elsa ran down the corridor, up a flight of stairs, and down the hall to Anna's room. The sight of her sister's pink rosemaled door comforted her. She pushed it open without bothering to knock.

"Anna, I-" the words froze on her lips. Anna was standing on her bed, wrapped in thick layers of clothing. Clustered on the floor was a group of people. She spotted Kai next to Anna and was surprised to see Hans there too. They had obviously been discussing something.

"Here to join us?" Anna asked icily.

Elsa looked down. At the feet of one woman was a basket with steam curling out of it's edges. It smelled like roast beef.

"Are you going to find Kristoff?" Elsa asked, already knowing the answer.

"Search party," Someone remarked.

"I'm going." Elsa said resolutely. Anna looked like she wanted to retort, but Kai nodded. "We need all the help we can get." He said.

An hour later, Elsa wondered if they had made the right choice. They had been trudging around in snow for at least an hour, calling until their throats were hoarse. Half of the group was shivering. The blizzard had died down and the clouds had parted, but according to everyone else, it was still piercing cold. Elsa felt out of place to be wearing a loose braid and a thin ice dress while everyone else was bulked in heavy layers.

Eventually, the queen drifted farther and farther from the group. Her feet carried her to a familiar looking clearing. Above, pale starlight glared down at her. She shuffled along, head down, lost in guilt. She should've gone earlier. Maybe it was too late now, maybe Kristoff was really gone.

She was passing by a frosty bramble when her foot hit an object. She looked down quizzically to see what her foot had hit. It was a brown leather bound book that looked like it was at least a hundred years old. She picked it up and dusted off the snow from it's cover. She squinted in the dim light to decipher the words. She felt strange inside, maybe this book had some importance.

"Elsa, where are you?" she heard Hans shout. The queen hurried back to the group, presenting the book before her. "I found this book on the ground near a clearing." She told them.

"I-I was worried." Hans said, appearing next to her with a small smile. "Let's stick together."

"O-of course." Elsa blushed, despite the situation. "I'll show everyone the book."

The search party crowded around curiously as Elsa rushed forward and opened the chilly pages brittle with frost. The book was strangely bookmarked at a random page. A member of the party passed forward a lamp and Elsa shone it onto the bookmarked pages.

"All right, we can read and travel at the same time, let's keep moving," Anna said. The group murmured and picked up the pace again.

The queen squinted at the page and shook her head in confusion. "I don't know this language," she admitted. The words looked like meaningless black squiggles to her.

Next to her, Kai cleared his throat. "I think I am of help."

"You know this- this language?" Elsa asked in wonder.

"Well, me and your sister. We had lots of time on our hands before the coronation, and well, Anna, Gerda, and I decided to learn everything about weird languages possible. This is an old dialect of Norwegian, often used in fairytales," Kai grinned at Anna. His face grew serious as he squatted by the bookmarked page. "The bear curse," he read aloud, "to turn your greatest enemy into this wild beast."

"Bear curse?" Anna echoed. Chatter ensued.

"Hold on, hold on, let me read the rest," Kai looked down again. "To administer, the attacker must ensure both he and the victim are in a very specific, private vicinity at a certain time of year- preferably early winter- to recite the curse. It cannot be administered by common folk but only by a trainer sorcerer. The curse itself is not written out here, no surprise."

"The cure?" Elsa asked, dodging a stray tree branch.

"The administer must be put to death. The only cure. And the kill must be done with ambition and heart or it will not work." Kai finished solemnly. The group stared in silence for a few seconds.

Suddenly, a loud and piercing scream resounded near a craggy ravine behind them and they rushed forward to look. A large bear roared over it's prey, no- a lumpy stone on the ground, which had screamed. Elsa shook her head and rubbed her eyes. Was she growing delirious or did a rock just scream?

Anna crept closer and the rest followed. They heard the rock shouting.

"You can't kill me!" It yelled. "I am the grand Pabbie!"

"Pabbie?!" Everyone shouted in shock.

The bear roared loudly in response.

The old troll suddenly spotted the party and pointed to them. "There! Eat those puny humans over there and leave me alone!" He shouted. He spotted Hans and spat. "I will soon have you mind controlled to kill more of my enemies, boy!"

"How dare you?" Anna screamed. Pabbie noticed her for the first time and regret crossed his old face.

The bear roared again and lunged forward to swipe at the troll, but Pabbie was faster. Grabbing a crystal from around his neck, he launched it like a bullet into the bear's side. The bear roared in agony and fell backwards, but struggled to his feet again, poised to strike.

"KILL HIM!" Everyone screamed, but the bear withdrew his claw at the last second. Pabbie grabbed another crystal and aimed it.

Seeking the distraction, Hans lunged forward, drawing his sword. With a cry of "THAT WAS FOR MIND CONTROLLING ME" and one clean stroke of his blade, Pabbie finally burst in a shower of dirt and dim light, sending snow spraying in a half mile radius. The group coughed and spat snow from their faces. When the air cleared, a figure was standing before them, shivering.

"Elsa? Anna?" A croaky voice called.

Elsa raised her head in shock. "Kristoff?"

Anna screamed, "KRISTOFF!" And dashed forward to hug him.

"Where did you come from? How did you find us? Where's that bear?" Anna asked frantically, peppering her boyfriend's face with kisses.

"Listen everyone," Kristoff raised his hands, gently setting Anna down. "I was the bear. Pabbie put me under a curse."

"THAT WAS YOU?" Everyone asked incredulously.

"Yes, yes." Kristoff replied, a little sheepish. "The trolls did that to me. I was coming home from my trip and was jumped and surrounded by them. I guess they were jealous I wasn't their pawn in the game anymore," He shrugged.

"But why couldn't you kill him?" Elsa demanded.

"I-I didn't really have the heart to. I was tricked into loving the trolls so long I turned back a little on the last second," Kristoff answered with a sigh. He plucked the crystal from his side and winced as he dropped it on the snow. Anna sucked in a breath as it disintegrated to black ash. "Hans, Hans did the kill."

"Sven escaped thankfully, but not me. I'll explain more later. I am feeling overwhelmed with all this-"

"Pabbie can go to hell already!" Anna screamed. "Why does he keep ruining our lives? What have we done to deserve this?" She took a long sniff and began to cry. Elsa rushed forward to comfort the princess.

"Pabbie is dead." Kristoff answered flatly. "Hopefully in hell." He kicked a nearby tree trunk. "I overheard the trolls talking about that curse a long time ago. Never knew I'd be under the effects of it."

"There must be something on trolls! They must be stopped!" Kai cried. "Elsa, open the book!"

But the queen was running toward the ravine, shouting for Hans. She gasped as she spotted the prince fallen on the snow, unmoving. "Hans!"

She grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "Hans, wake up!"

The prince did not stir. Elsa shivered at how cold he looked. She put a hand to his neck and felt no pulse.

The others rushed forward earnestly.

Elsa felt tears spring to her eyes. "H-he was right the whole time." She said sorrowfully. "What Pabbie said, 'I will soon have you mind controlled again'? It was Pabbie's fault all along. Hans was right, Hans was right. And he sacrificed his life to kill Pabbie and save all of us." She began to cry as well. Once a tear fell on his face, Hans' eyes flew open.

"Sorry, I was awake." He admitted. "I just wanted to hear Elsa say something honorable about me."

Everyone groaned.

"Okay, you may be right about the whole mind controlled thing, but you're still a self absorbed sideburns jerk." Anna said, rolling her eyes.

Elsa looked down to see Hans staring into her eyes. She realized she was cradling him tightly in her arms yet didn't want to pull away.

"You're beautiful." Hans said dreamily.

"Snap out of it, sideburns!" Anna yelled.

"I'm going unconscious," Hans shut his eyes but this time Elsa's hands could feel a pulse. She looked up to see Kristoff and Anna beside her. Anna was smiling. "I'm sorry for what I said earlier, sis. You really do care about Kristoff. Even Hans," she pulled her sister in for a long hug. "I love you."

"I love you too." Elsa replied, a rush of love and appreciation for her sister filling her.

Kristoff put his arms around both of them. "I love you three!" Soon the whole group was doing a slightly awkward group hug.

"Back to the book!" Kai shouted. "While you all were having your soap opera moment, I discovered the truth in a chapter on trolls. The pages were glued together- most likely to prevent unwanted eyes from reading them previously- but the snow melted them apart!

"The trolls prey on kingdoms lacking in love and support for one another. Broken, torn apart kingdoms. Kingdoms full of secrets and lies." He looked pointedly at Elsa.

"The killing of Pabbie thereby eliminated their danger against us. Without their leader, their little community of troublemaking thieves will fall apart and eventually die off. They have lost their leader. But us! We have not. We have each other. We have love."

Everyone applauded Kai when he finished his speech. Kristoff was wiping his eyes. "I think I know who the real love experts are," he said.

I hope I haven't forgotten to add anything to this chapter. I think this 2K worded chapter ties the whole troll situation together nicely. I worked hard on this miniseries and hope you enjoyed it! I appreciate all the feedback and requests I get. You guys are awesome!

Next chapter: what if Arendelle never thawed? What if it really ended as an eternal winter?