My heart pounds as I drive, unable to believe who is sitting right next to me, in the passenger seat of my car. Elsa, from Frozen, is in my car. And she's freaking out. I can feel the temperature in my car starting to drop, the passenger window starts to fog and freeze up, as does the seatbelt. I glance over at her and can see the look of panic and fear on her face, and want nothing more than to comfort her.

I reach over and grab her hand tight in mine. "Elsa calm down! It's ok, I'm here for you. What's going on? What're you running from? And where's Anna?"

"She's in trouble, Arendelle too. I tried to protect them, I really did, but I kept being chased away. Their magic is too powerful, I can't do it alone. But I have to save them somehow!"

I squeeze her hand tighter. "Elsa, I'm here, I'll help you however I can. Just relax, calm down, remember the love you and Anna share, how deeply you love and care for her. You have to calm down, not only to get your powers under control, but so you can think logically. Take some deep breaths, relax, and tell me what's happening when you can."

I have absolutely no idea what's going on, how or why this fictional character became real, but I want nothing more than to help her, to calm her down, and reunite her and Anna yet again.

After several moments of the queen taking several deep breaths, the temperature in my car returns to normal, the window returns to normal, and her hand stops trembling in mine. She takes a few normal breaths, and then turns to me. I glance back at her for a moment, and give her hand a reassuring squeeze with a warm smile, before returning my eyes to the road. Elsa also returns her gaze forward, and begins to speak. "I'm not sure how well you'll take this, but what I'm about to say is nothing but the truth."

I do one of my weird laugh-like scoffs. "The fact that you're even here, real flesh and blood, is enough. Go ahead, explain away."

Elsa takes a deep breath, carefully thinking over her words, and how she's going to explain her situation to me. My hand grips my steering wheel as I ride with traffic, swallowing hard as the moment of silence is broken by her voice.

"As you know, I'm originally a fictional character from the newest Disney movie, Frozen."

I'm taken completely aback as she states this fact, having to shoot her a shocked glance, but she just smiles warmly back with understanding before continuing.

"You've seen the movie Enchanted, which has the fairytale mingling with reality through a magic portal. Well…that's kind of what happened here. That's how I am here, in a sense. Arendelle and Anna are being held captive by some powerful forces. And I was chased away…" I glanced over at her at the sound of sorrow in her voice, and could see the emotions playing on her face. "I've tried so many times to fight back, to get back and save her, to save Arendelle, but each time I was driven away. The magic we're dealing with is powerful and strange, which is how I know of my existence here as a fictional movie character, as well as how this world functions. I was fortunate in that sense at least…but now I have no clue how to save Arendelle from these new evil forces."

She goes quiet so I can absorb what she said, and I can't help but giggle. "Oh my god, Frozen just went Enchanted, and crossed over into reality, and somehow, I got to be the lucky one this time! This is so awesome!" I glance over at her with a big silly, yet embarrassed grin. "I'm sorry, I mean not about the situation itself, but the fact that I'm able to help out. I mean, I'll do whatever I can to help you out, of course."

Elsa smiles with joy, "That's exactly what I was hoping to hear, thank you so much."

"No problem, I'd do anything to protect and save those I cared about, and I care about you and Anna. I mean, Frozen was such a great movie, and it really impacted me in so many ways. So, I'll do anything to protect the love you and Anna share."

Elsa smiles at me, with a gentle, warm smile, though she senses something. "Thank you… That means a lot. Though, I sense there's more to it, based on your words."

I blush, not realizing my voice and facial expressions gave away my own inner turmoil. I realize I still have her left hand in my right, and try to pull away in embarrassment, but she prevents me from doing so, holding it in both her hands, which feel warm and comforting. "Your voice trembled, and your hand still is. There's more to your story."

I swallow hard. "It's alright," she gently speaks, "you can tell me."

Elsa or not, I'm not used to this from anyone, though it's also really nice. So, with a deep breath, I decide to open up.