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This story has been a lot of fun to write so far, so glad people are enjoying it.

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"Anna!" The snowman lifts his head up to the level of the couch, "Your hair is looking really white... did you do something with it?"

Anna coughs feebly, "O-olaf, can you get me some soup?" She pulls her body up into a tight little ball, "It's so cold in here..."

"What about Hans? I thought we were going to kiss him?" Olaf's innocence stares over at Anna who merely frowns back in response.

"It didn't work, Olaf. He wasn't my true love, there's no act of love that can save me."

Olaf's eyes grow wide in the fire that shines behind him, "will there ever be a summer?"

Anna's bottom lip trembles as images of her sister shutting her out flash before her, "No, Olaf," her voice cracks, "I don't think there will ever be a summer."

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"Hans! It should be through this clearing!" Elsa brushes the snow off of her body and out of her hair. It's near impossible to see through the blizzard the higher they start to reach; she can faintly see the tips of her ice castle she had made only days ago. If things don't work out, maybe she would just isolate herself again and go there for the rest of her life.

Sitron cries furiously, he's the first to react.

Hans pulls back the reins but it's too late. They've reached the edge of a hidden cliff amid a snow drift, this isn't a clearing. Before any more reactions can be calculated by the trio the ground from under them begins to rumble and break, sliding and inevitably giving into gravity's intentions to.

"Queen Elsa, hold on tight!" Hans lunges for the Queen's light body and holds her under his chest as they enter free-fall down into the sharply frozen river beneath them. There wasn't going to be a fluffy snow, there was only pure ice.

Elsa tenses her body in panic as she quickly shoots the ice beneath her in order to open it up. The ice begins to crack and break apart leaving only a freezing watery grave in its wake. Sitron cries as horses do, as Hans tries to throw a blanket from the saddle over the poor creature's head while keeping a strong grip on the Queen and awaiting what must be his certain death.

Screams emit from the two humans and are quickly silenced by bubbled breaths in water. Hans continues to scream under the water, some sort of burning pain in his forearm, what had he hit before the water? For some reason he can't come back up, he can only look up at the lighter water above him as he slowly floats closer to the bottom.

Elsa rapidly and somewhat frantically propels her way to the mouth of the water for breath. The water was cold, but nothing she couldn't handle. Sitron's hooves slide on the icy riverbank in attempt to quickly exit, without any hesitation, the Queen helps the animal out of the water... something about being so incredibly scared seemed to make her lesser fears no match for her. The horse stands in the snow and tries to shake off the icy water.

"Where's Hans?" Elsa looks around for a moment. Then her eyes grow wide. Her body dives down into the water, looking for the sinking Prince.

The Prince, however, couldn't move, his body was in shock. The water was too cold, his arm felt broken... for some reason all he wanted to do now was close his eyes and let it all end. Let his lungs fill with icy water. And yet there was something in front of him. Something, angelic. With a pale white face, and the purest blue eyes he'd ever seen... they seemed so defined in the water.

Elsa grabs the man's chest as she tries to wrap it around her body. She didn't know how much time she had. The ice could refreeze at any moment. The Queen swims with the dead weight of the Prince on her shoulders... why couldn't he move? Little bubbles begin escaping his mouth as she keeps hers shut completely.

She needed to hurry. She sees the light of the water. It's so close. Her body is small. And his is large. But somehow, they break through.

She gasps, "Hans!" Her voice takes on a desperate tone, "Hans wake up, come on!" She watches his chest heave with watery breaths as she throws him onto a snowy bank. Both of them remain drenched in water... icicles start to form at the tips of his hair.

Her mind races with ideas. She nudges his shoulders. She slaps him. She pounds on his chest, as small drips of water pour out of his lips. Elsa's eyes light up, "Please Hans... please live!" She begins pushing on his chest more frantically trying to get the water out of it.

Out of nowhere, he seems to cough.

"Look out your majesty, there's a cliff up ahead..." He stares up at her with those big green eyes and for a moment there's nothing in the world separating them. Elsa's breath escapes her in relief as she tries to remove herself from the boy's personal space.

He continues hacking his own lungs as an attempt to sit up. The horse walks over and starts nibbling on its master's ears, clearly afraid he could've lost someone as well. Hans pets the horse's long nose as he tries to look to move his over his other shoulder, but finds it impossible – no instead he can only cry out in pain.

"Hans? What's wrong?" Elsa turns to him, looking for a brief moment at his pained face and then seeing the strange bump in his arm. She wrings out her hair one last time and then places her tiny hands on the large muscle with a strange lump protruding from it.

It was a misplaced bone – she nearly shrieks but calms herself.

"Is it bad?" Hans asks, almost wincing in anticipation.

"Oh..." Elsa was never good at lying, "it's just broken..." She doesn't want to touch it again, but she does, she tries to freeze the bone and stop the bruising and swelling, "Stay still a moment... when we get back to the castle, we'll have a medic treat you."

Hans shakes his head looking up at the cliff they had fallen from, "We'll never find the trolls now."

Elsa stares off into the distance, "Well... we'll walk around the cliff and climb back up it. Don't be so pessimistic."

"Anna could die at any moment!"

Elsa shakes her head in disbelief, "You never told me why we have to save her... Hans, what happened?"

Hans pulls away from Elsa's hands and looks down into his own. The gloves are soaked causing his hands to be outlined to a T, every finger, every crack. His voice is soft, "Her heart was frozen... only an act of true love could save her."

The Queen shifts her position, to try and hear the Prince a little better, "the tower... I must have accidentally hit her," Elsa's eyes gloss over a moment, "why didn't true love's kiss work?"

Hans shakes his head almost angrily, "Because I wasn't her true love."

Elsa tilts her head to look at the Prince, to look into his eyes, "and this guy we're trying to find... he is?"

Hans nods, he tries to stand but wobbles a moment and falls back into the snow in a moment of weakness. He curses to himself.

"Hans, I'm sure they're taking care of Anna... we'll work this out. We'll stop the winter."

The Prince's eyes meet the Queen's, but for some reason they both start to notice different things in the other. That the Queen's vibrant blue eyes need someone to tell her not to hurt and that she's fine the way she is. And that the Prince's strong green eyes needed a person to tell him when to stop, when to not push himself too hard.

"We'll need something to eat soon..." Hans states, breaking the moment and turning from the Queen's intoxicating eyes.

The Queen nods, "Well there must be berries in the forest, or at least some kind of foliage."

Sitron snorts loudly, as if wanting to talk over the two humans.

"Well, I'll go out and look for something, you stay here, Queen Elsa."

Sitron snorts louder, trying to evoke some form of attention.

"Absolutely not, I'm a strong girl. I can go out on my own, and you're really injured... you need to stay here, and try to keep warm!"

Sitron neighs over the two humans so that his voice echos in the valley.

"What do you want, Sitron?!" Hans asks, fed up with his horse's bossy attitude.

The horse merely turns to the side in a dainty manner and points his snout to a small building in the distance. A building with smoke coming from the chimney of it.

"A trading post!" Elsa looks down at Hans, "Here, we'll rest in there for a little bit. Can you walk?"

Hans tries to move to his feet, but still finds his body recovering. The Queen simply throws his arm over her shoulder in support of him. Sitron tries to nuzzle his master's cheek a moment as both attempt to move him into the warmth of the building.

The snow continues whipping past them, but it's not as strong as it was on the other face if the mountain. It seems as if their pace is impossibly slow, but due to Hans not being able to contribute much, it's what it takes. Hans lets out an icy breath that freezes in the winds, Elsa tries nudging him closer into her body in order to share more of the little heat she produces.

"Almost there, Hans."

They reach the stable first and Elsa takes the liberty of leaning Hans up on a post so he can nurse his arm. She hesitates a moment in attempt to tie up Sitron, but decides he's a good enough horse to stay in the stable himself.

"Good boy," is all Hans can mumble in his weary state.

"Wandering Oaken Trading Post and Sauna, sounds as good as any. Let's go Hans," Elsa tries to keep a positive attitude in front of the slowly deflating Prince.

The door opens with a kling and the duo is greeted with a very friendly, "Yoo-hoo!"

Yoo-hoo! ;) Haha, loved Oaken in the film!

By the way, I do really read your comments guys, so of course I appreciate them! They inspire my writing, and keep me going!

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