"There you go, Snowflake, all tucked in" Sven mumbled to Anna with only the slightest of smiles gracing his usually cheery face. He stood and turned to leave "Good night Anna"

"Sven" Anna spoke up. Even just speaking his name, she sounded nervous. She swallowed hard as she asked the questions that had been bothering her "Where is Oaken? Is he okay?"

With a heavy sigh, Sven turned back and sat on the edge of her bed "Oaken is…." He paused a moment "Hurting, he's hurting real bad, Hun" he squeezed her knee slightly "these past few days, they've been hard on him. His family, they meant everything him, he would have given the world just to see them smile. He's grieving, which I guess is a good sign. Better he grieve than feel nothing. But he hasn't left his office in three days" he looked at Anna and gave her a small sad smile "I'm worried about him too, but he'll get through this. You'll see" he said, more to convince himself then the girl as he stood up again "Now get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning"

She nodded and curled up in her soft blankets "Goodnight, Sven"

Something was different, a wrong sort of different. Even in the depths of her sleep Anna could feel it. The wrongness of it. Elsa could feel it to, Anna could feel the ice buzzing around her heart informing her that Elsa wanted her up, now.

With a gasp, Anna's eyes shot open and she sat up, gazing about the room. An icy mist was hanging lazily in the air. The mist began to twist and turn, taking on a very human shape. Anna rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she gazed at the specter. It was the man she had seen with the misty family in the storage room, though his body was void of any of the blood that she had seen that night Anna was still sure it was him.

"Who are you?" she whispered as she leaned forward to take a closer look. Without the blood she could see his form much better. He was huge, muscular, with a messy mop of blond hair that made her think of Oaken. She blinked and leaned closer as she desperately tried to remember the names that Oaken had listed after his phone call. She tilted her head as a name came to mind. She couldn't be certain, but the man before her looked so much like the good doctor that it was worth a shot "Eirik?" she whispered. The shock in his eyes confirmed her thought and she allowed herself a small smile "You're Oaken's" she paused "His son, right?" she bit her lip when he nodded sadly "Or… were. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude"

He shook his head and beckoned to Anna "You want me to follow you?" she asked quietly. He nodded and vanished, only to appear by her door seconds later. Slowly Anna got out of bed and stumbled over to her door and pulled it open. "Eirik?" she whispered into the dark hall as the specter had once again vanished and appeared a ways down the hall. He motioned for her to follow again and follow she did.

The halls through which she walked seemed strange to her in the dark. In the day they were bright and inviting, filled with friendly faces and happy chatter, illuminated by more lights then she had been bothered to count, but at night those same halls twisted into something dark and foreboding. They were void of anyone, save Eirik who waited ahead of her, keeping his distance as he lead her though the halls, and the only light came from the eerily bright red glow of the exit signs. Shadows lurked around every corner and Anna found herself walking ever faster towards Eirik, if only to know that he was close.

It wasn't long until Anna found herself standing in front of door with a frosted window with 'Dr. Oaken' worded on its front in blocked lettering. She looked around to see that the specter of Eirik was gone "you want me to see him?" she whispered as she reached up and grabbed the handle "Okay" she breathed and opened the door.

Oaken was leaning over his desk, a bottle was clenched tightly in his hand as sobs shook his body. Anna stepped into the door, closing the door behind her with a quiet click. This click drew Oaken's attention to her and he looked up suddenly "Anna?" his voice was quiet, broken even. It hurt Anna to see him this way "What are you doing here?"

Anna wasn't paying attention to him as the misty family was behind him once more. Eirik and the woman moved over to her, followed swiftly by the three children. She looked at Eirik, silently asking him what he wanted her to do. He smiled and placed one of his hands on the desk and motioned to the hand that Oaken was reaching out to Anna.

She nodded and took hold of Oaken's hand and placed her other one on the desk. She didn't know what she was expecting, but her expectations were far from what happened. The woman moved forward and placed a gentle hand over the one she had placed on the she had on the desk.

Anna gasped and her eyes rolled back, she felt like she had just been knocked in the chest and the wind knocked out of her, then she just felt peaceful. She didn't even feel like she was holding herself up anymore. Oaken must have noticed because he called her name and tried to yank his hand free, but her grip was iron. "I'm fine" she tried to say, but it wasn't her voice nor her words that left her mouth, but those of someone else, older and dead.

"Sigurd, Sigurd Oaken. Look at me" the woman's voice came from Anna's mouth and seemed strange, wrong.

Oaken's eyes widened as the voice of his late wife left the girl he had been caring for. "Agnes" he whispered as he leaned more across the desk.

She felt herself smile, she felt like a puppet, and she spoke again "yes dear, it is me" she felt the hit to her chest again as Eirik took her hand "Hi dad" his voice scratched at her throat painfully.

"Eirik" Oaken choked the name out "My boy! Anna, what is going on?"

"Anna can't talk right now, you needed her to say goodbye" her eyes were soft as she spoke Eirik's words "It was fast, Dad, really fast. We saw the truck and then nothing. It didn't even hurt" pain raced through Anna's throat as the children grabbed her arms and tried speaking. But they had to order to them, no patience. In her sudden fear, spikes of ice arced out around her. They wanted a voice right then and there. Anna felt as if her throat was being torn apart as their words tumbling from her lips and a mixed up indistinct sound "Don't be sad, Daddy!" they managed their three voices speaking as one "We're okay!" and then they were gone, held back by their brother.

"My darlings!"

"We will always be with you, Sigurd" Agnes spoke through Anna again "Even though you can't see us, or hear us, we will always be watching over you" she smiled sadly "We love you, Sigurd, dearest Sigurd we will always love you" and then they were gone, leaving Anna gasping for air as she swayed weakly on her feet.

"Bring them back" Oaken's voice cut through the sudden silence as he grabbed her roughly by the shoulders "Anna bring them back to me!"

She was scared now and shook her head "I can't" she tried to pull away "They're gone, they departed and they're gone" she pulled again "You're hurting me" she whimpered, causing him to let her go.

"I miss then, Anna, I miss them so much" Oaken mumbled to her as she backed away.

As Oaken lay back over his desk to resume his sobbing, Anna backed out of the room hurrying back down the hall to her room, hoping that, as much as it had hurt, she had helped him.