Yea so I have nothing except for the usual case of writer's block and real-life syndrome; but I am trying to get back into this story and hope that I can keep up with it.

Rescue Me

Chapter Four

Anna walks the halls of the castle in deep thought. How was she going to find Alastair? Both her old memories and the newer ones never gave her any useful information on the man. Then again, of course the old memories wouldn't. She had a faint recollection of the 'would be' assassin she had interrogated; his name was Alastair too if she recalled correctly, but that was it. It could have been a coincidence. However during the newer time, there were rumors of mysterious sorcerer that worked with the Snow Witch in the mountains. Along with that there were also tales on the powerful magic he supposedly possessed. She stopped when she passed a mirror that had caught her reflection. Backing up slowly, she stood in full view of the reflected glass and saw the faint scars that still marred her face. Well the powerful magic part was right that was for sure.

Frowning deeply, she still wondered what she was supposed to do about finding this sorcerer. Surely it couldn't be that hard if Hans of all people managed to summon him. Suddenly her mind froze as she stared into the mirror. Within its reflective image she no longer saw her own face, but of a scene in the Valley swimming in the glass as her mind willed her to remember the event that had been brought to her attention as to where to find the answers she currently seeks for, "I am so not believing this." She heard her own voice as she looked closer to the mirror.

Any passer-byer would just see the Princess glaring at herself in concentration in the mirror, however to Anna she was seeing a vision of the past. She could see herself interrogating Elsa and Kristoff that day in the Valley, she finally found out the truth to the strangers that had willingly wandered into the Kingdom. They had just told her nearly the whole story of the life before the curse; with the supplementary book from the original life to match. It was in this moment where the memory seemed to have paused itself. Anna reached her hand out automatically to the glass and touched it as if trying to touch the large brown leather covered book; and just like before multiple voices entered her mind with the images to match:

"Anna please you'll only make it worst!" An ice castle in the North Mountain were she had eventually found her sister after Arendelle had been frozen over during the summer.

"We can face this thing together!" Her own voice pleading just as it had done multiple times in the past for the person, namely her sister, to listen to her just once.

"What power do you have to stop this winter? To stop me?" A pitiful challenge in response with a large amount of fear and regret. It too also had a pleading tone, a tone that clearly meant for the speaker to be left alone.

The scene switched again, this time in a study. A study that had haunted her for months after the accident and the face of the man who had been the cause of all this misfortune and now who's currently in a comatose state in the hospital of the very castle he had lived in as King:

"Oh, Anna...if only there was someone out there who loved you." His voice, taunting and glimmering with satisfaction of the act he had put on. Leading her into a false sense of security and trust.

"You're no match for Elsa." Once again a challenge. A challenge that had an air of defiance and willing to fight despite the feeling of ice and cold in her blood from her sister's mistake at striking her heart with her powers.

"No, you're no match for Elsa." He turned her words against her, and he was right. She was no match for her sister, not just in this lifetime but the other one as well.

The old memories faded along with the voices, but the scene in the mirror that only she can see is still playing, "Anna please this is the truth." She hears Kristoff's voice, pleading and begging to be heard. She knows that now…well on her good days when she is aware of those around her; however the scene shows her something else…the second book.

It almost looks like the first book, but the stories are different. She remembers this book as well, as her hand once again rests on the glass surface as the mind wills the book to come closer and focus in the cover. This book, she knows, details the newest life that she had just 'lived', "This is not you. This is the lie." Kristoff's voice echoes as she see themenacing profile of herself.

The image suddenly goes black and shatters…literally, "Your Highness!" Anna shakes her head and sees Gerda running over to her and then she looks back at the mirror…it is spider cracked with pieces missing, and it is then that she glances at her right hand and now she knows why it is suddenly throbbing in pain: it is held tight in a fist as well as bloody with a few small glass shards imbedded in the large gash across her knuckles and swollen.

"Ow. Well I certainly did it this time," Anna states offhandedly not even phased. Then she looks at the mirror, "Seven years bad luck on top of it huh?"

Gerda says nothing for a few minutes as she takes in the scene. It is not like she had been avoiding her surrogate daughter, but ever since the curse breaking, it had been difficult to get Anna who was her princess, and daughter in everything but blood separated from the Commander who was ruthless, cruel, and heartless. Now as she slowly looks from Anna to the broken mirror, and eventually gets out, "That is the superstition."

Anna nods numbly, "Well does that mean with everything that has happened, something more will come?"

"For your sake I hope not." Then Gerda hears a silent drip and looks at Anna's hand. Immediately she takes out a towel from the pocket of her apron and gently wraps it around Anna's hand, "Come on. Let's get you to Doctor Shepard." As Anna is being led away from the mirror, she could see those two brown books in the cracked surface. She knew she instantly had to talk to Elsa or Kristoff, but how was she to ask them about it without giving them a reason why she wanted to know?

She stopped suddenly as the answer came to her, "Actually Gerda," Anna started to say as she came to a sudden stop, "I think it will be ok."

"You're Highness?" Gerda asked confused about Anna's change in attitude as she started to back away.

"It's just that I have a lot to do, but I think my hand will be fine." It was hurting like hell, but Anna knew she could take care of it herself. Hell she survived a lot of things in her life, a small cut on the hand was nothing, "Where is Elsa at this moment?"

"I think she is still trying to get items in order for the coronation…why?" However Anna was already running off, "Princess Anna!" Gerda stood alone in the hallway where Anna had once been with her. Sighing she continued on her way, if Anna said it was fine, then maybe it was fine…she stopped and looked down the hallway to where Anna had run off, suddenly feeling uneasy.

In the meantime, Kristoff slowly trudged his way back to the castle with Olaf chatting idly by his side. Whether he was talking to Sven or to him, Kristoff did not know. All he was concerned about was Anna. The way she seemed to be reverting slowly back to the way she was when the curse was first broken. It was sad since it seemed like she had been making so much progress over the last few months. Kristoff sighed heavily as the castle came into view, "You ok?" Olaf asked as they had come to a sudden halt.

"What?" Kristoff asked startled not even realizing he stopped.

"You spaced out and suddenly stopped. Did you forget the way, because the castle is right there?" Olaf said as he pointed to the building in front of them.

Sven gave his friend a look and Kristoff sighed again, "No I didn't forget the way. I can see that it is right there. I am just worried."

"About Anna?" Olaf asked knowingly.

Kristoff nodded his head, "She is still having nightmares, and while she isn't blanking out as much, she is still not fully herself yet and-"

"You are worried that she is never going to be herself again?" Olaf asked.

Kristoff nodded as he continued to lead them through the gates of the castle. Sven nudged him and Kristoff gave him a pat on the nose, "Don't worry she'll be ok. It just takes time." He said in his Sven voice.

"I know buddy, I am trying to hang in there." Kristoff responded.

"Have you talked to Elsa about this?" Olaf asked curiously as they went onto the stables to relieve Sven of his burden.

Kristoff nodded as he unhooked Sven and began to collect his belongings, "We have, and we have also been trying to bounce ideas off each other on how to help Anna through this, but neither of us know what to do."

Just then there was a loud bark, followed by a larger huff. Startled, the three of them turned to see silver and white wolf with two distinctly different colored eyes (one black and one blood red) next to a stall with a horse in it, "Hello Kiba," Kristoff said slowly as he held up a hand as he lowered his other to put his bags down. The wolf eyed him suspiciously and the horse let out a neigh and pounded his hooves, "Hello to you Pharis."

As Kristoff watched them, he could see that even the animals had come under the symptoms that all the people had undergone when the curse was broken. He could see it in their eyes when they looked at him. The wolf was giving him the same look when they first met; distrust especially when it came to talking about Anna. Pharis, who was also real protective of his master, was also perceiving him as a threat. Kristoff swallowed hard, not taking his eyes off the wolf. Reaching slowly into his pocket, the wolf started to growl louder until Kristoff pulled out a biscuit. The wolf stopped growling as it smelled the food in his hand. Kristoff slowly approached, which caused Kiba to stand at attention and pulled his ears upright and bow his head low while growling furiously, "Uh Kristoff-"

"Not now Olaf," Kristoff shot back; then looking back at Kiba, "Easy, its' ok. I am a friend…Anna's…mate?"

The head slowly came up and the growling softened, not by much as it was still a warning; but just enough to show that it was listening. Kristoff knew that the wolf would never go back to its life in the wild, he was really bonded to Anna at this point. Kristoff looked at Pharis to see if the horse was going to help, but the horse just stood guard, ready to help defend the wolf if need be, "Come on Kiba, easy…I won't hurt you." Kristoff continued his approach until he was a foot away from the wolf.

Kiba had stopped growling and allowed Kristoff to slowly stretch his hand out towards him. Kiba sniffed his hand with the biscuit and looked at him. He couldn't make heads or tails about this human, but he knew his friend…his sister…Anna. Looking into this man's eyes and then towards the reindeer who was giving him looks as well. Pleading with him that his man did not intend any harm. Tilting his head towards the horse, who was also a brother to his sister, he inclined his head. The human meant no harm…not to him; not to anyone. He took the biscuit.

"That a boy." Kristoff reached out to touch his head. Kiba snapped at him, that was one step too far. He was no one's boy nor pet! "Ok message received loud and clear." Kristoff said quickly as he had yanked his hand back sharply.

Kristoff scrambled away and went back over to Sven and Olaf, "Wow that was close." Olaf said.

"Just stay here and finish cleaning up, I'm going inside." Kristoff ordered and he got out of there before Kiba changed his mind.

It was a few minutes later that Kristoff found himself nearing Elsa's office and found the massive doors open, but Elsa was not inside…Anna was, "Anna?"

Anna jumped and threw something down on the floor, which Kristoff saw was a book, "Kristoff! Hey Kristoff…uhm hi…" She said as she scrambled to pick up the book that she dropped.

Kristoff had to force himself not to laugh. This was a classic Anna move and he was happy to see it, coming into the office he instead chose to ask, "Where is Elsa?"

"Oh Elsa? She is in a meeting." Anna replied as she hastily placed the book back on the shelf.

"Ok…" He trailed off as he watched her, "What are you doing?"

Anna this time did not look at him and instead turned her attention back to the shelf. She calmed herself down and focused back on the task, although there was nothing to focus on, she looked through the shelves and did not see the books she was looking for…and she even looked in her sister's desk. Violation of privacy, she knew that, but she was desperate. She did not like doing it, but she decided she did not want to ask her sister for the books and lie to her, now she did not want to ask Kristoff, "Anna?"

"Oh? Uhm…I was looking for a ledger. That's all. One from usurper's time, but I guess that vanished…"

Liar, Kristoff thought as he watched her hand twitch in a nervous fashion. He was not going to let her get away with lying, not when he could try and help anyway, "Lie." She froze for an instant and he went up to her easily, "Come on Anna, please. Let me help you. What are you looking for?"

Anna sighed and gave in. Who was she kidding? She needed help. Besides if she goes right to the trolls, they may tell him anyway as to what she wanted, "I really need a ledger…just not the kind you are thinking of…" She watched as he crossed his arms and she sighed again, "The two books you showed me that day in the Valley…those are what I am looking for."

She watched as his face turned from confusion to shock, "Why do you need those?"

Ok truth or lie? Looking at his eyes, she made her choice, "Doctor Shepard thought that perhaps I would better come to terms with my…actions…if I sort of read what happened during the curse."

Anna watched him for a moment. This was the story she was going to tell Elsa, after all Shepard was under patient confidentiality, so even if the Queen had wanted to ask the Doctor if this was the real case, she knew it would be useless because Shepard wouldn't or rather couldn't tell her. Same thing went for Kristoff. He was her fiancé, so even still Shepard couldn't tell him anything. She watched as Kristoff thought for a moment and he let out a sigh as he dropped his arms, "Elsa does not have them."

"What?" Anna asked forcing herself to remain calm and not hiss the word out, "Last I saw of them, they were in a satchel that she was carrying when I brought you two back to Arendelle and imprisoned you."

"Just after we brought you back, Elsa thought that it would be best if I returned the books to my family." Seeing Anna's eyes darken slightly, he continued on more quickly, "She thought that you had gone through enough trauma and that you didn't need to be reminded of it."

Great, she thought, fan-freaking-tastic. Regaining her emotions she sighed, "That's ok. We just thought-"

"Wait, you didn't let me finish," Kristoff said interrupting her, "I hadn't had the chance to do that yet. I still have the satchel in my room. Come on."

Anna perked up at this and followed him to his room. Kristoff let her in, but when she entered, she came to a sudden halt. Flashes of a memory started to appear before her mind's eye:

"Kristoff. I love you." She had whispered out in a heavy pant as they had laid on this very bed, a day before going off into the first war.

"I love you too." He had panted back just as huskily has she had done.

Subconsciously, as she stares at the bed while Kristoff still is searching for the satchel, Anna brings her hand to her lips. She feels them tingling as she sees the scene that was occurring on the very bed in front of her: Captured lips. Hands going to forbidden places that they had never experienced. Her looking down on his fevered light brown eyes as her hands tangle themselves in soft blonde hair, and his large rough, calloused hands gliding themselves along her bare body before finally succumbing to-

Scene changes this time as another memory forces itself on her. Almost the same scenario expect this time the setting is different. This time the man has soft auburn hair, his eyes are a fevered green, and his hands (while large) are soft and smooth. Her skin begins to tingle a bit more as she could feel the memory coming alive and a burning and frantic need is starting to build inside of her along with guilt and sickness, "Hey I found-Anna?" Anna's head jerks away from the bed as she hears Kristoff call her name and he approaches, burning concern in his brown eyes, "You alri-"

Anna throws herself at him and crashes her lips against his. As instinct, he drops the satchel and catches her in his arms as she wraps her legs around his waist and angles them so that they fall on the bed, with her on the bottom and him on top. Kristoff pulled away and asked, "Ok what-"

Images and feral feelings were running through her and she swiftly went for his head and neck and pulled him back down to her, "Shut up and kiss me." She ordered as she attacked his lips once more.

Kristoff felt her nip at his lip and eventually gave in to allow her access. Tongues danced and fought for dominance and he felt her claw at his back, sharp nails digging into his skin that he thought she would draw blood. He knew that this was wrong, clearly a result of a memory that she wished she would forget. He did not want to know what the memory was in all honesty, afraid that it would hurt him more so than her, but still…this was wrong and he tried to voice his opinion on this once more; fighting the feral instincts that were raging inside of him, "Anna please…we cannot do this right now."

"Why?" She asked, although it came out as a pathetic whimper and a plea all in one.

He felt her hands slide to his pants, and this forced him to get off of her, "Because you clearly are not in the right mind frame right now."

Anna sat up as well and then got off the bed. She was disappointed and guilty, but then she finally found herself angry…not at Kristoff, but at herself. She betrayed him, and as she felt his eyes watching her closely it was like he knew that she betrayed him. Trying to give herself something else to think about, noticed the forgotten satchel on the floor, and spilled out of it were two leather bound books. Slowly she reached down and picked it up, "Are these them?"

Kristoff was watching her like a hawk. He wanted to counter with another question, but noticing her posture and the way she asked the question, he did not want to risk setting her off, "Yes."

Anna took a few moments to regain control before she answered. Turning around to face him once more, she smiled tightly, "Thank you."

"Anna-"

"Please do not tell Elsa about this. Promise?" Anna asked.

Kristoff looked at her and knew that this was a promise he really shouldn't make or keep, but seeing her eyes he nodded, "Promise."

Slowly going back over to him she quickly kissed his cheek, "Thank you Kristoff." Then she went to the doorway, which still remained open during their little escapade, "I'll give these back to you soon."

"No worries." Kristoff said, but Anna was already gone. He threw himself back on the bed and sighed loudly, "Who am I kidding?" He asked himself as he rubbed his hands on his face before making a decision and getting off the bed to exit his room hoping Elsa returned to her study.