hello lovely readers! Sorry this took a while, but hey, Christmas is busy. I'd like to say thank you for reading this, for this may be the last time I update. If I do add any further chapters, it will be months (maybe years) from where the date in this chapter is set.

Thank you again :)

Exhilarating.

That was the only word that came to mind when Elsa thought back to the ride here.

From the moment she had wrapped her hands around Harry's waist till the end when she let go of him, it had been amazing. The fact that she shared it with Harry made it even better. She had never felt or done anything like it. The wind rushing through her hair almost felt like she was flying.

Elsa quickly dismounted the bike and was lifting her head to look around when two warm hands covered her eyes.

"Harry? We are we?" Elsa asked, a nervous laugh slipping out.

"Really Elsa? You think I covered your eyes just so I could tell you where we are?" he laughed from behind her, his warm breath tickling her ear.

It was a foreign feeling. Foreign but nice.

"Here come this way." Harry kept one hand over her eyes and used the other to lead her forwards. She wondered if he knew he was rubbing soothing circles on her back, or it was just natural. Reaching out and resting one hand on his chest, Elsa hesitantly walked forward with Harry's guidance.

Elsa instinctively grabbed Harry closer, almost causing them to stumble when a loud rumble came from the left of them.

"Harry?" Elsa said, a small amount of panic in her tone. "What was that?"

There was a strong gush of wind before he answered, taking his hand away from her eyes. "That, is our ride."

Elsa didn't know what to say.

Before them was a black aeroplane. It looked to be old military design and was a two-seater. Elsa glanced around them and they were indeed in an army air force base. There were more planes around them, helicopters too as well as cars and men. A few women could be seen as well.

A man, short but stocky with black hair ran passed them and wolf whistled. "Sweet girl you got there!" He called, waving at harry.

"Eyes off, Snotlout!" Harry yelled as he ran off. There was a smile on his face, though it seemed a little tight.

"A friend of yours?" Elsa asked, watching as people in uniforms went about doing things. She felt like she didn't belong here.

"Sadly, yes." Harry replied with a grin. He quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the plane in front of them. Up close, it was so much bigger.

"This," Harry said with a dramatic twirl from his hand, "is Toothless!"

Elsa paused.

"Toothless?"

"Yep! I named it after my cat!"

"You have a cat called Toothless?"

"Yep, you'll love him."

Elsa just nodded her head slightly, a faint smile one her lips. Then that smile disappeared.

"You're in the army?" she was frowning.

He smiled bitter sweetly and dug his hands in his pockets. "Not anymore." He lifted the pants on his left leg. Elsa kept her face neutral when it turned out not to be a leg at all. Her mother had told her people didn't like to be pitied.

He patted the edge of the plane . . . Toothless, fondly, a sad smile on his face. "He'll be scraps soon. The model is too old. One of the last of its kind here. This'll be my last flight."

Elsa put her hand on the plane too. It was cool to the touch. "Why?"

"They can't have a soldier that can't work in the field."

"Oh, sorry."

Harry smiled at her brightly, changing the subject.

"Well, you ready?"

Elsa's eyes widened. "Ready for what?"

"Man, I'm happy you wore jeans!"

"What? Why-argh!" Elsa tried to squirm out of his grasp when lifted her and pushed her up the ladder.

"Harry!" Elsa called down.

"Keep moving or I'll push you in."

Elsa didn't really fancy that, so she quickly climbed upward. There wasn't very far to go, but she paused when she reached her destination. There were so many controls and . . . things.

"Harry, where do I go?"

"Sit in the back seat."

Okay. That was easy. Elsa quickly found it and sat there awkwardly, trying not to touch anything that looked important.

"See those headphones?"

"Yes?"

"Put those on. So we can talk."

"Alright." Elsa was nervous now. She could see Harry in front of her, pushing buttons and turning dials, all sorts of things. He said something to somebody else and Elsa heard them reply.

She wasn't really listening though. The sky was getting darker Elsa noticed, just as the Toothless launched forward.

Elsa swore (something she never does) and flushed when Harry chuckled.

"Hold on tight." Was all Harry said as Toothless launched again.

Suddenly, Elsa's head was thrown back against the seat. There was a loud roaring in her ears and Harry's laugh came through the headphones she was wearing.

Suddenly, the feeling of weightlessness, of being in the air come over her. As they rose higher and higher, Elsa lost her breath more than once. She had wondered why he had picked her up early. Now she didn't.

"Harry . . ." She said, breathless. She didn't know how to explain it. It was just beautiful. The clouds were all sorts of amazing, wonderful colours. Pinks, oranges, yellows, even reds and purples, it was magnificent.

"Yeah well, I couldn't really make ice sprout out from your fingertips, so I thought 'Hey, why not make her other superpower wish come true?' and I made some calls to my friends in the air force, asking them if I could go up for the last time, and they were like-"

"Harry!" Elsa wished she could see his face. She felt so, so full. So happily full, like she couldn't contain her smile, or her laugh, and she felt like she could explode. Tears came to her eyes and she scolded herself for being emotional.

She was so blindingly happy.

"Elsa?"

It had been a couple minutes of silence. Harry had started to get worried. His concern multiplied when he heard her sniff.

His voice took on a scared note when he spoke again. Had he done something wrong?

"Elsa? Are you okay? I can land-"

"Don't you dare land!"

The bike was great. But this? This was incredible.