Alright, this is the last chapter!

Ha! You should have seen your guy's faces! I was just kidding, I only mean the last chapter until next Sunday when I get back. But, who knows, I might be able to fit in another chapter tomorrow. We shall see. Probably not, though. For now, just breathe, guys, I was only kidding!

And great. Fanfic logged me out and now I have to start over on the chapter. Just great. :(

OMG I JUST SAW HTTYD 2 IT WAS DLIPPING AMAZING! I highly suggest it to any/every -one. I loved it. Haha, Toothless is so awesome:)

Hint hint: might we find out the real reason for Elsa becoming Kate in the first place...?


"See? Relaxation. It's nice, right Elsa?" Anna said.

"Hm?" Elsa said, distracted.

"Come on, Els, you're not even trying!" Anna complained.

"I'm sorry Anna, it's just that...oh, never mind. Fine. Let's relax."

Anna giggled. "Do you even know how to relax?"

"Yes, I do." She said.

"Oh really?" Anna raised her eyebrow. From the look in her eyes, Anna felt very accomplished with her inner Elsa. "Then slouch your shoulders."

"That's ridiculous!" Elsa complained.

"Els..." She said, once again using occasional nickname for her older sister.

"I can relax...okay, I can't relax." Elsa admitted after attempting to dismiss her regal posture.

Anna giggled again.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" She sang.

Elsa smiled, singing along with Anna in the same out-of-pitch but fun tone.

"It doesn't have to be a snowman!"

"Girls, please," their father scolded.

"Okay, byyyye," they sang together, laughing.

"Elsa, please release the ridiculous composure." Her father said.

Elsa got a little upset. "But Dad-"

"That's 'Father' to you, young lady," he scolded.

"Father," she replied through gritted teeth. "It has to be okay for me to relax sometimes, and just let it go a little."

"Not if you want be the best, Elsa."

But what if she didn't want to be the best? What if she just wanted to be...Elsa?

'Don't be afraid to just...let it go.'

Jack's words echoed in her mind. For once, maybe she needed to take his advice. For once, maybe she needed to speak her own mind.

"Father, I don't like all the work I have to go through. I'm still just a kid-"

"Don't like it? Don't like it? Well, listen to me young lady, there is going to be a lot of things you are not going to like but we've talked about this before. I don't know what has gotten into you lately-"

Elsa then saw something that she never knew how much it would change her life.

"Dad watch out!" She shrieked, but it was too late.

All that she remembered was the other car crashing head on while her father tried to swerve the car, and the impact making the car flip over, crashing down on Anna's screaming little body.

Headline: Deadly Car Crash

Family of four in fatal car crash in Arendelle, Burgess. Parents killed instantly, youngest daughter (12) in ICU with no current condition update. Eldest daughter (14) currently suffering from traumatic stress.

Elsa just couldn't keep her mouth shut. She always could before that. If she had just let him rant on like always, he wouldn't have turned around to yell at her, and he would have seen that other car coming...

No, Elsa, she told herself. Just conceal your emotions. Don't feel them. Don't let them all know how much it hurts.

It was all her fault.

Like her father always said, "Conceal it, don't feel it. Don't let it show."

Her fault.

Conceal, don't feel...

When she returned to school a couple days later, all she wanted to do was run to Jack and tell him about how Anna thought she was dead and how she was now and orphan. But nobody really read the newspaper. He didn't know what had happened.

But when she caught sight of Jack, Jack; her best friend, the one person she trusted most in the world...she turned the other way.

Two weeks later, she quickly ran across the street. She had rewritten that letter a hundred times and had finally come as close to perfection as her most un-perfect self could reach. She quickly dropped the letter in her next door neighbor's mailbox. She couldn't bear to say goodbye. It just might kill her.

"Bye, Jack," she whispered, running back to the awaiting car in her driveway.

"Are you ready, sweetie?" Mrs. Hope asked her.

She nodded.

"Okay. Don't worry, we'll take care of you, Elsa," Mrs. Hope said, smiling. She had a kind smile, a meaningful one, but Elsa just couldn't bear that name anymore.

"Please, call me Katrian," she said, hopping into the back seat.

"Katrian." She repeated. "Where does that come from?"

"It's my middle name," she said.

"That's pretty. Mind if I shorten it to Kate?"

Kate. It sounded pretty. But her platinum blonde hair and blue eyes didn't really look like a 'Kate.' She'd just have to do something about that.

She got into that car as Elsa, but she left it as Kate.


Kate woke up, letting out a small scream.

"Shh! Kate, it's okay!" Jack called, rushing to her and holding her in his arms.

She sat there, breathing heavily and clinging to Jack for dear life.

Last time she had fainted, she hadn't dreamed about the incident. Just those memories tore her apart.

She wanted to tell Jack about them. But...did she dare?

Maybe...?

She pressed her face into his shoulder.

"It's okay. Do you want to tell me about it? You were thrashing around for a while, there," he said.

"N-no." She whispered, shaking.

She then sniffed, still dry-eyed, thank God.

"I'm sorry. I hope I wasn't much trouble," she said.

"No problem. You've only been out for a few minutes. I was actually just getting up to call Hiccup to help me move you to your dorm." He had stayed by her side that whole time?

You think too much.

You might think just enough.

"Uh, Jack?" She said.

"Yeah?"

"You can...um...let go now."

Jack blushed, releasing her and standing up. "Sorry about that."

"No problem," she said. Kate didn't get up. Not yet. She sat with her legs in an awkward w position but she didn't move. She also didn't see his red face because she was too busy blushing herself.

She stood then, brushing off her skirt.

"Well, that was embarrassing," she said, trying to lighten the mood.

"It's fine." He smiled.

"Let's just, go back to the dorms. Or something."

"Okay. Can you walk?"

She nodded, taking a step.

She cursed her unstable legs when they buckled beneath her.

"Whoa." Luckily, Jack caught her. "Easy there."

"Thanks," she mumbled.

"Come on, let's go."

He continued to help her walk out.

Out in the halls, Kate could walk a little better, insisting that she could but Jack continued to help her. To be honest, Kate wasn't exactly one hundred percent sure that she could, but she felt weird with Jack helping her.

But when she saw Jasmine stop and give her a glare that could melt ice, she went pale, letting go of Jack.

"I can walk now." She said firmly.

"I don't think so," he said warily.

"I'm fine." She said, steadying herself.

"Kate, I don't-"

"Jack, I'm fine." She hissed. She loosened her glare a little when he looked the tiniest bit offended, but walked on.

Fortunately, she really could walk fine now, just a little wobbly.

Kate snuck a glance to Jasmine, but she had left. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, let's go."

Jack left Kate alone in her dorm. She stayed crawled up in her bed, snuggling Nevara. The cat purred as she stroked her soft white fur.

"What am I going to do, Nevara?" She whispered.

"Knock knock knock," Hiccup said, letting himself in.

"So, what happened?" He asked, taking a vanilla milk.

"Do you guys ever ask?" She commented.

He shrugged.

"So...?"

She sighed. Might as well just get it over with.

"I was about to tell Jack."

Hiccup looked like he was about to spit the milk out.

"What?" He said after he stopped choking.

"You heard me," she said, bored.

"You were gonna tell him?"

She nodded.

"So, what happened?" He asked again.

"I just got overwhelmed." She said.

"Is this like, really bad?"

"I don't know. I just...I actually do want to tell him, but, I'm scared." She admitted.

"That's understandable," Hiccup reasoned. "You planned on going the rest of your days without telling him. The thought that you want to tell him now must be a little freaky."

"A little?" She scoffed.

"You guys were best friends, he'll understand."

"I really, really hope so." She muttered.

Me too.

The next day, Kate spent the morning on her math final.

It went fairly well and she was finished before lunch. She was still working up the courage to talk to Jack again, because she knew that it would have to end with her telling him, but for now, she could just pretend like this wasn't happening.

She ditched her lunch, trying to focus on the rest of her classes.

Free period, finally, she thought, walking quickly through the halls.

"Hey Kate," someone said.

She froze, looking at who called her.

She narrowed her eyes when she saw Flynn coming towards her.

"What do you want?" She asked, trying to sound decent.

"Nothing, don't worry. It's just something you might want to see."

"What would I want to see?" She asked, walking on.

Flynn ran up beside her, grabbing her arm. "The truth?"

"Please don't touch me," she said, jerking her arm away and pretending not to be remotely interested in what he had just said.

"Look, I know you don't like me, but this is worth seeing, okay?" He said.

Kate stopped.

"Fine. But only so you'll leave me alone."

Flynn led her through the halls to an empty classroom.

"I heard them talking a minute ago," Flynn whispered, gesturing for her to listen.

"I. Don't. Care. About. Her." She heard Jack say through gritted teeth.

What is he talking about?

A pause.

"You don't understand. I really don't care about her."

She heard him pause. Wait. Was this 'her'...her?

But...who was he talking to?

She knew that Jack really cared about her...but...he did...didn't he?

"I don't care about her! I only care about you, please believe me." Kate started to slowly look around the door.

"I've only ever cared about you, not her. I was just using her, okay? I don't care about Kate!"

She froze.

He was talking about her.

But...

She regretted fully looking around the corner.

What she saw was a dark room, too dark to only make out two figures. One of them definitely had white hair. Jack had someone pressed against the wall with his back to Kate, kissing someone rather passionately.

She wouldn't have believed it if it was Jack pressed against the door, struggling against the other person, but it wasn't. It was full Jack, kissing someone else. Meaningfully.

He wouldn't care even if she did tell him the truth.

She thought that maybe he didn't mean her, but he had said her name.

Kate did the only thing she could do; she ran away.

As she ran, she felt angry with herself.

She should have known. Someone like who Jack had become shouldn't be trusted. And she was a fool for thinking that he would actually care. Maybe he was heartbroken about Elsa, but he never cared about her.

When she got to the practice rooms, she collapsed against the door.

She wouldn't cry. Not for him.

She bit her lip, holding back the tears. This time, she wouldn't even let them in her eyes.

But then, why did she care if he didn't really care about her? Why did seeing him kiss someone else like that make her feel so...like this?

She didn't like Jack. She had already agreed that she couldn't fall for him. Not as Kate. She had already come to decision that she didn't like him as Kate. But...this felt more than just their friendship crushed.

Oh boy.

Kate had fallen for Jack.

Hard.

And now he didn't even care.

She dragged herself to her beloved piano, holding back her tears.

She tapped her fingers on the keys, playing a slow tune and singing.

Ever wonder about what he's doing?

How it all turned to lies?

Sometimes I think that it's better

To never ask why

She hoped that Jack was happy. She couldn't be mad at him, he deserved happiness. She was mad at herself for ever thinking that he could- that he would- care. But she hadn't been the only one caught in a web of lies when they met, she guessed. She shouldn't ask why. It wasn't her place to. Whatever, she didn't care. More to the point, she couldn't care.

Where there is a fire there is gonna be a flame

Where there is a flame someone's bound to get burned

But just because it burns doesn't mean you're gonna die

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

You gotta get up and try and try and try

Even though she was feeling lost, she had pulled through her parents deaths. She had lived through worst. So what, she had just lost another person. Story of her life. She would make it through. She had to. She wouldn't let it be ruined because of him.

Funny how the heart can be deceiving

More than just a couple times

Why do we fall in love so easy?

Even when it's not right

She had told herself not to fall in love. Did it ever listen? No. She thought she had it under control, but apparently not. She knew that she shouldn't have. She knew that it wasn't right. Yet, here she was. Here she was. She guessed that this state just couldn't be avoided.

Where there is desire there is gonna be a flame

Where there is a flame someone's bound to get burned

But just because it burns doesn't mean you're gonna die

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

It was no point worrying about her pain. It didn't matter. She would deal with it. Just like she always did. No difference. She was just alone. Again, nothing out of place there.

Ever worry that it might be ruined?

And does it make you wanna cry?

When you're out there doing what you're doing

Are you just getting by?

Tell me are you just getting by, by, by?

She could make it. She would make it. She cursed her eyes which had started to water. Not today, though.

Where there is desire there is gonna be a flame

Where there is a flame someone's bound to get burned

But just because it burns doesn't mean you're gonna die

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

He wouldn't ever know. He didn't need to know. It was his business that Flynn had snooped on. She was glad that she had seen it, though. Now she knew to stay the hell away from him.

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

She shut her eyes, feeling the familiar burn. She wouldn't cry. She had pulled through with no tears for Anna. She could pull through for Jack. He didn't need her tears. He didn't need her, period.

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Funny how one little thing can change the outlook you have on things in half a second. Someone you never thought would ever do anything as hurtful as that just turns around and does...that. How did Kate get roped into it? She had convinced herself, she really had. But now she knew that she had told herself and lie and bought it. Kate couldn't blame Jack. It was her fault. All her fault. Just like always.


Oh Jack *shakes head* what have you done?

CupcakeMonkey567: please don't kill me!

crystallizedwinter: very. Yep, that's all I got...

Snowman: uh huh, riiiight. haha, anyways... Quote#1: oh, that's helpful. Quote#2: well, not a lot of guys in general are very OCD, just a fact. There are guys out there who are, don't get me wrong, I just don't happen to know any... Quote#3: don't argue with the truth *pats shoulder reassuringly* Quote#4: yep, if only she could see that. Well, maybe not anymore but it would have been nice to realize in that one particular moment. Well, uh, that's not exactly what I was aiming for...it was really she just got overwhelmed because she was having such a mental breakdown with wanting to tell him or not.

shobbs10: umm...is it creepy that that is totally something I would say in real life?

x-pounce-x: haha, I was wondering if anyone was gonna pick up on that ;P thank you, but, despite Snowman's and Falcon88's comments on my speedy updating skills, I'm not that fast :3 otherwise, the story would probably be over and that would be sad ='(

ATA: uh...so who likes chocolate?

Rose: don't you remember, the cliffhanger master? Anyways, since you are my real life friend, please, I'd advise you to build a bridge and GET. OVER. IT. I do have a life, peoples. *it's a very sad life don't judge me!* and on that cheery note thank you!

TheMashedUpSisters: cuz she just did she was just overwhelmed like me right now and- *faints*

Alright, see you guys next Sunday!

#KeepCalmAndLoveHowToTrainYourDragon(2) (cuz I now love love love that movie(s)!)