Author's Note: (Don't read this note if you don't want spoilers) Talking about episode 2, I can't believe it but my mom was right, I asked if there were Frozen characters in Storybrook where would they be and she said the Ice Cream store...I guess she was sort of right.

Now back to my fic, from this point on I will be directing the story to the main plot I've been thinking all along, so stay with me please! and of course, enjoy this twist!


Henry had been awaked by a kiss in the top of his head when Regina went for him to take him to therapy at least three hours ago. Now the only one in the living room was Elsa, who finally started to regain consciousness. She looked around; the afternoon light was coming in thru the window. She stretched a little feeling a wool blanket and noticing her feet were on the couch and the shoes at a side of the couch, she didn't remembered taking them off ever needing the cover but she liked it. She was alone now but she did recall being with Henry before however now the house was in complete silence. She sat straight looking around before observing a book in the coffee table alongside with a note and a cup of tea that wasn't steaming any more.

The note was from Henry, the handwriting was proof enough of that. She read thru it just to acknowledge his absence due to a commitment with Hopper, 'the Cricket' as the storybook put it. They all had to leave, but didn't want to wake her, so they left her behind to recover. They would be back for dinner at six, so she had a solid 3 hours to catch up with her reading. She grabbed the book and discovered the unpleasant surprise it was not one of Verne's books, it was 'The Snow Queen'. Elsa skimmer thru the letter again and found in the back a Post Script 'I found this in the bag, I think is great you have it, there is a bit of true to every fairytale story, no matter how twisted it is, so maybe here you can find some of your answers, even if most of the content is hurtful. Whatever the book says, we don't think you are evil'

Elsa had nothing left to do but smile, if he believed in her as much as her sister did, then maybe she wasn't that bad.

She exhaled taking the book in hands looking at the hardcover with an illustration of an ice sled and a very elegant and imperial woman driving it -so far that was not an image of her-, with a young man in the other seat. That character she wasn't aware of. She opened it and started reading the pages of her life...


[...]

"…the cold was so intense that she could see her own breath; it came out of her mouth like smoke. Her breath became thicker and thicker…"

And a blast of light exploded in the middle of the woods of Storybrook bringing a harsh breeze that felt like a hundred knives cutting through the skin and a figure stepped out of the shadows…

[...]


Maybe it was because she slept thru most of the evening or the cup of coffee she drank, but it was past eleven and she couldn't go to bed. She was in the kitchen with the light on alone at the table, just reading viciously thru the pages. She was again biting the tip of her finger, which had been a terrible habit for her to have, many tutors had tried to correct this but bad habits die hard.

She flipped the page and continued to read so immerse in the lecture she didn't notice another person had entered the room.

"The Snow Queen, Kid?"

Elsa looked up startled jumping in her seat as some snow flakes fell "I…I thought you were asleep" she said automatically without really answering her question.

"Couldn't even close my eyes for more than a couple of minutes" she sat in front of her "So that's what you are reading?"

"Henry encouraged me to find the truth, this is a decent start" she closed the book taking the gloves instead.

"You don't have to wear them, I doubt you can freeze anything over a conversation"

Elsa smiled a little and put them down "Alright then"

"So how is the book so far? I see you already advanced in the lecture"

"Well, as expected the Snow Queen is the evil character, but…not for the reasons I hoped her to be"

"Well, maybe then is not you"

"I can't accept or deny that so far but…it's a struggle to take pleasure in the reading when you know they might be talking about you"

"Well, you seemed really into it just a second ago"

Elsa smiled shrinking her shoulders "Regardless of the theme of the story, I love the composition and how the author wrote the story, its sublime"

Emma smiled; the younger girl had used at least 3 words she wouldn't use in her life, how's that for trying not to be too formal?

"I'm glad at least you enjoy it" she went for a glass of milk "So tell me, how you like Storybrook so far?"

"Besides the part were I froze your summer, I find it really welcoming, I have met some people that is…warm" she smiled at her own choice of words "People that wouldn't judge me even when they knew who I was. That kind of people I had never met before now and I must admit that for the first time in forever I felt like I belonged somewhere" she nodded.

"Who have you met?" asked Emma puzzled.

"According to Henry, Red Ridding Hood and the wolf, I have encountered both forms actually"

"You saw Ruby as a wolf?"

"It was a full moon"

"And you were alone wandering in the woods" completed Emma the sentences remembering she had runaway at night.

"Well, yes" she said a bit sheepishly "But she never intended to hurt me, she is one of the few people that actually knows how this feels" she held the gloves "She said the cloak kept her in human form as the gloves keep me in control"

"I see" said softly Emma "You've been having a hard time, haven't you?"

Elsa exhaled lightly "You could say so, some days are better than others, despite that I find it… " she looked for the right word "comforting? To have people around to help me figure this out" she grinned at the blond woman then pondered for a moment "I have been meaning to ask you, what are your powers involving magic?"

"What?"

"You had talked little about them, I haven't seen you use them"

"I'm not a certified magician like Regina or the others; I barely have the hang of them. I kind of lost my magic for a while and I'm trying to regain the previous knowledge I had of them"

"I had no idea" she gazed to the window "so we have something in common, don't we?" she smirked.

"We do" answered quietly Emma "Hey kid…sorry if I have given you a hard time"

"Whatever are you talking about?"

"I…was unsure about you but Regina insisted you deserved a decent shot, now I see what she meant, you do intend good and…you are trying and even though there is still a bit of a storm outside…you are doing the best you can and I shouldn't had expected more than what you were already putting your effort in, I know how harsh magic can be at times, so I think what I'm trying to say is sorry"

Elsa stood quiet for a second with a soft smile upon her lips "Thank you" she looked at the gloves "is reassuring to know others have faith in you" she glance at her "I know you have been feeling guilty over the fact that you opened the portal, but I understand you doubt yourself and your magic to open it again. I want you to know is alright, I will find a way to go home, I promised my sister once I would never leave her alone again and I intend to keep my word"

"You must really miss her"

"Thirteen years I neglected her thinking it was for the best when the thing I needed all along was her company" she exhaled "is unknown for me how long has it been since I disappear, but I can assure this much, I won't quit looking for her, she did the same thing for me many years ago" she stood up taking the book ready to go when she stopped looking back at her with one question in her mind "Henry's father…the Neal you talk about…was he really Balefire?"

"You knew him?" she asked shocked turning around to meet her gaze.

Elsa read it all in her face "He was" she mumbled then clearing her throat "No. I really didn't have the time to…meet him. I just know he was The Dark One's son, a nice kid and a pure heart. He disappeared not long before I agreed to make a deal with his father. Now I see this was the land he departed to, is all I wanted to know" she lightly touched her shoulder "I am sorry for your loss, Belle told me about…him"

Emma looked at her eyes knowing there was a trace of guilt in them, her superpower kicked in "You did knew him"

"No" she shook her head gently "I wish I had" she slid her hand off her shoulder and walked upstairs.


Author's Note: The little quote is from the Original Snow Queen, I thought it would be a nice detail, later on you will understand why...