A/N from the Frost Siblings

Jez: Here's Chapter 2 of Part I. Enjoy!

Will: Thanks for all the support that has been given to us so far!

DISCLAIMER: Frozen and its characters do NOT belong to Frost Siblings. Only the plot does, we guess.


- Kristoff Bjorgman -

The Official Ice Master and Deliverer.

He was right; it wasn't a thing. Elsa had to admit that she was a little befuddled about her sister's request since the Great Thaw.

"And a new sled! Preferably of the latest model!"

Seriously? A new sled? The Queen was more confused than anything if she had to describe how she felt when Anna made such a demanding request.

What did Kristoff Bjorgman do to deserve this title of "Ice Master and Deliverer" as well as a sled of the latest model?

She remembered seeing him with her sister in her ice palace, and never really bothered to find out who that gruffy blonde man was. The thought that another man was getting his dirty, grubby hands all over her innocent, pure little sister was enough to get her all riled up and demand that they leave her alone.

But of course the Queen had to comply with the Princess' earnest request. How could she say 'no' to those dreamy-colored orbs that begged her wordlessly for a reward on her friend's behalf?

For a couple of days, the Queen studied the man Anna thought worthy of her friendship. Surely there had to be something else about him besides his unnatural but cute relationship with his reindeer.

Sven, was it?

She didn't know why she was struggling so hard to find the other good in him.

Perhaps, she thought, she needed to know if he was good enough for her sister. Or maybe, just maybe, she was looking for ways to prove him better than herself, and vice versa.

She then remembered his many attempts to befriend her. She did her best to avoid anything beyond a professional relationship with him, but Kristoff Bjorgman, in her opinion, was a rather stubborn man.

There was something nostalgic about his stubbornness. It was dangerously disarming and strangely secure. Elsa thought hard about it for a while, and realized with great alarm that he was as stubborn as her sister.

However, Kristoff was not Elsa's sister, nor would he ever take precedence over the Princess. Elsa rooted that thought in her mind and thus made sure to keep some distance between them.

There was only one person, the Queen decided, that she would allow through the gates to her innermost being.

It was such a shame she had to shut her out as well.


.: Thirteen Days Ago :.

"Elsa, come on! It's going to be fun! I've done it before!"

"Do you mean to tell me that you rode down the steepest mountain in Arendelle on the back of a moose before?"

"Number one, it's not a mountain; it's...just a hill. Number two, Sven's a reindeer, not a moose!"

The Queen held up her hands in surrender. There was no winning when the Princess of Arendelle had set her mind on something, "Okay, okay. You win, Princess."

Anna fist-pumped the air, "All right!"

The Official Ice Master and Deliverer waited for the sisters at the foot of North Mountain. He waved at the sisters with a half-eaten carrot.

Anna yelped in happiness at seeing her friend and ran to hug him. Without knowing why, Elsa felt a strange discomfort creeping up her heart, gnawing its way into her consciousness.

For a moment, Queen Elsa of Arendelle wanted to order the man to not touch her sister.

But she waved the pain away. Perhaps, she thought, I have a little of a sister complex.

The trio hiked up North Mountain with Sven romping around in the snow, chewing noisily on the occasional carrot Kristoff threw. Even at its base, all three could see the icy citadel Elsa had created during her self-exile.

Memories of the encounter in her palace that led to the freezing of Anna's heart began to assault her. She stiffened, rooted to the ground as she watched the past flash by her eyes, taunting her, mocking her.

Reminding her of how she nearly caused her sister's eternal death.

The snow was light at first. Little snowflakes falling around them.

It was July.

Anna was the first to notice the sudden change in the Queen's disposition.

"Elsa!"

The Snow Queen gave no sign that she heard the younger, and the icy wind grew stronger as Elsa sank deeper into a trance.

"Elsa, stop! I'm right here! Everything's going to be all right!"

Kristoff Bjorgman looked on in worry. He knew he was helpless in this case, he had always noticed the distance the Queen placed between them.

Elsa?

Elsa.

Elsa!

Through the howling wind that mirrored the swirling storm inside her, Elsa heard her name. But in all her power, the Queen was weak. She couldn't fight off the guilt that she tried to bury with her past.

No, not when she froze her sister's heart. Not when Anna sacrificed her life for such scum as her.

A sudden warmth coalesced around Elsa. The frozen fury dropped all at once.

Anna wrapped herself tighter around her older sister.

Burying her head into the Queen's back, the Princess pleaded, "Elsa, please...stop. I'm here, I'm here for you."

The stunned Queen brought a trembling hand to her own face. What have I done?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, Anna.

I could've hurt you.

Again.

"I'm sorry, Anna. I'm so sorry. I could've hurt you. I'm sorry, An-"

A gloved finger pressed against Elsa's lips.

"It's all right, Elsa. I know you would never hurt me."

Elsa wanted to smile back, to reassure the shining ray of hope which was the only light in her world that yes, everything would be okay.

But she couldn't.

Elsa pushed Anna away.

"Elsa? What's wrong?"

Elsa turned back to Arendelle and ran.

"Elsa, no! No, wait! Please..."

Elsa did not reply or look back.

She tried to chase after her sister but Kristoff held her back. He shook his head and said, "Let her be. I think she needs some time...and space. But you should probably go see her, later."

As much as she wanted to race after her sister, Anna could see the sense in Kristoff's words. So the Princess could only look on, like she did, long ago, at the Queen's fleeing back.

"THE QUEEN FLEES"

The source of all her worry, fear and guilt.

The source of all her hope, courage and love.

Anna.

It has always been Anna.

The source of her Life.

But Life must give way to Death.

From Anna

She runs.

The despair is only beginning.


A/N from the Frost Siblings

Jez: To be honest, it really hurt while we were working on this chapter. And the next. And the next. I don't know how we made it out alive. I guess sad piano instrumentals and coffee helped.

Will: I died a little.

Frost Siblings signing off! See you in the next chapter!