Hi everyone! I apologize for the long hiatus but I had some personal stuff to deal with. But now I am back and ready to write you guys an awesome concluding story to the Warm Hugs trilogy. Thanks for all of the love and support. And as always, please review and Happy Reading! :)

Chapter 1

Lightning flashed as a loud clap of thunder followed shortly behind it. The rain and wind doubled in force as it pounded against the castle and violently shook its windows and doors. A heavy sigh escaped from Elsa's lips as she stood by the large window in her study, watching her servants bustle around the courtyard preparing the castle and kingdom of Arendelle for what seemed to be an unusual and unruly storm. "Well, I guess as unusual and unruly as an eternal winter in the middle of summer," she said out loud to no one, "This kingdom has braved through far worse than a little summer storm." Another round of thunder and lightning occurred suddenly, temporarily startling the queen, "Despite how violent this storm seems to be getting." She mindlessly walked over to her desk and plopped into her seat. With a vacant stare, she observed the large amount of completed paperwork neatly piled on her desk, ready to be distributed whenever this storm decided to subside.

This unusual storm had been raging its own personal war on the kingdom of Arendelle for about a week now. At first, Elsa didn't mind because it forced her to completely devote her time to her work, being that Anna and Kristoff were still on their honeymoon and Hans decided that this storm would be the opportune moment to take the Arendelle fleet out into stormy conditions for a few days and really run them through their routines. But now, as the workload disappeared, she realized how bored and lonely she felt without her family. Even Olaf had went up to the North Mountain to spend time with Marshmellow and the Snowgies since the storm was sure to bring a fresh layer of snow to the mountain.

Finally deciding that she was tired of feeling bored, she stood up and decided to help out her staff even though they insisted that everything was under control. With a kind smile on her face, she confidently strode down the castle corridors and offered her services to all those she passed. But it seemed that her staff did have everything under control and her help was not needed. That is, until William ran up to the young queen.

"Your Majesty, by any chance are you free at the moment?"

"Yes. What do you need me to do?"

"Would it be too much to ask of you to watch Henry?"

"No, not at all. But I do have to ask why?"

"Annaliese as come down with the stomach flu and I have been trying to keep Henry away from her germs but this storm really has me pulled in every direction and-"

"It's alright, William, I understand. Where is Henry right now?"

"Gerda is feeding him in the kitchen."

"Alright, I will take care of him. And you can take care of your tasks."

"Thank you, Queen Elsa." With a quick bow, the young man made a hasty exit towards the courtyard.

Elsa made her way to the kitchen and spotted Gerda feeding the 11-month baby through the kitchen windows. Seeing the young prince made Elsa smile with delight as she thought about how she and Hans were soon going to have a child of their own. "Good morning, Gerda. I've been told that Henry needs to spend some time with his aunt?"

"Good morning, Your Majesty." Gerda smiled with relief, "I am so grateful that you offered to help. Poor Annaliese-"

"William told me. Tough break."

Gerda nodded her head as she stood up and handed Henry over to Elsa, "Yes, well, I'm just glad that you were available to help. This storm has me pulled in every direction…"

"William told me about that too." Elsa happily received her young nephew, "I'm just relieved that I can finally help."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Gerda quickly bowed before heading out of the kitchen at an urgent pace.

Soon it was just Elsa and Henry, left to stare at each other in fascination. Elsa was embarrassed to admit it but this was the first time that she and Henry were alone with each other. Every time Elsa was with any babies whether it be Henry, Evangeline, or Flynn, somebody else was always there with her. In a strange sense, the thought kind of being alone with a baby made Elsa a little anxious but she figured that since she was going to have a baby in the near future, now would be a good time to start getting comfortable around them.

"Well, uhh…" She glanced down at the counter and noticed that there were some mashed bananas still in the small bowl, "I guess you would like to finish your meal?" Elsa glanced at Henry for affirmation, but received none, "Alright, well, let's head to the dining room. That's the most suitable place for you to be eating anyways."

She carefully walked into the dining room, carrying both Henry and his unfinished meal. She sat at her normal spot at the table and balanced Henry onto her lap, "Alright, here we go." She scooped up some mashed bananas and brought it to Henry's mouth. Much to her surprise, Henry opened his mouth and willingly accepted the fruit.

"Wow. Usually I hear horror stories about trying to feed babies. But it's not that hard." As she reached for another scoop, she heard a faint gurgle noise, followed up the small amount of spit up that started to run down his chin, "Oh! No, don't do that." Elsa grabbed the napkin and gently wiped his mouth, "See? Clean is much better, isn't it?"

Henry happily giggled as he clapped his chunky hands together, obviously charmed by his aunt. "You know…" Elsa fed him another spoonful, "You remind me a lot of your Uncle Hans." As she wiped his little chin a small smile spread across his sweet face, making Elsa giggle, "Yeah, Hans also gets excited when I wipe his chin." She smiled as she continued feeding her nephew, the remarkable similarities between Henry and Hans made it pretty easy for Elsa to pretend that Henry was her and Hans' child.

After the feeding, Elsa decided to take Henry back to her and Hans' room for his mid-morning nap…and hers. One thing Elsa did love about the storm was the constant heavy rainfall that it provided which always helped lull her to sleep. Throughout the first three months of her pregnancy, Elsa was pretty pleased by the lack of morning sickness although she did experience excessive fatigue. "Alright, now…" She grabbed a small blanket by the foot of her bed and then carefully climbed onto the bed. She didn't like to mess up the bed just for a quick nap so she always slept on top of her covers and simply wrapped herself up in a small blanket. But since she had company this time, she gently laid the blanket on top of the two of them as she wrapped a protective arm around the little prince. She quietly hummed a soft lullaby as she gently combed her fingers through Henry's little tuff of red hair, watching her nephew slowly close his eyes. In a matter of minutes, the two of them had drifted off to sleep and were softly snoring together.

"He's beautiful. I'm so happy for you, Elsa. And of course you too, Hans."

"Thanks, Anna." They couple simultaneously responded.

"So have you decided on a name yet?"

Elsa smiled down at the small prince resting in her arms, bright red hair like his father and bright blue eyes like his mother, "I was thinking Benjamin?"

"I like it. It's noble, strong, plus you can call him 'Ben' for short." Anna excitedly clapped.

"Then it's agreed. We'll name him Benjamin." Hans gently wrapped an arm around Elsa's shoulders and placed a kiss to her sweaty forehead.

"Elsa?"

Elsa looked up from her baby and her smile quickly faded, "Mama? Papa?" Standing at the foot of her bed stood the late King and Queen of Arendelle, "How? What's going on?"

"We've come to see our grandchild." Her mother kindly replied, slowly making her way toward the young prince.

"But-"

"Mama, he's got yours and Elsa's eyes." Anna happily linked arms with her mother like everything was normal, "Come look."

Elsa suspiciously eyed her parents, something didn't feel right to her. Her parents did not appear as vibrant as everyone or everything in the room, they looked very pale, almost deathly. She felt like she should not hand her baby over to her mother, but at the same time, she could not resist.

"It's alright, Elsa." Hans gently coaxed her, "Let your mother hold Ben."

Elsa mindlessly did as she was told, still carefully watching her baby in her mother's arms, "What do you want?"

"Oh Elsa…I am so sorry. So very sorry." Her mother's normally kind face wore a sorrowfully expression, "But it's time to say goodbye to Benjamin."

"What's going on?!" Elsa tried to get her son back, but she could not make her body move, "Give me back my baby!"

Her father stepped forward and wrapped an arm around his wife, "We promise to take care of him."

"What?! No!" Elsa watched in horror as the bright vibrant color of her son slowly drained away to match the deathly pale color of her parents, "No! Stop!"

"He'll be waiting for you, just like your mother and I are waiting for you and Anna."

"Anna, do something!" Elsa screamed.

"Elsa, I'm sorry but you are going to have to let Ben go. This is not the right time, this is not your time."

Tears streamed down Elsa's face, "No, please, we've worked so hard to have this baby. You can't just take him away!"

"Goodbye, Ben." Anna softly whispered to the pale prince, "I'll see you again soon."

"No, stop! Please!" Elsa cried as her parents turned around and slowly walked out of the room, taking her baby with them.

"Stop…" Elsa whimpered as she awoke. She looked down and noticed the small baby with red hair sleeping beside her, "Ben?" The baby stirred and opened his eyes, revealing Annaliese's deep blue eyes, not the bright blue ones from her dream. "Henry, you're Henry." Elsa softly spoke to herself. As she laid back down onto the bed a sharp pain from her abdomen hit her, making her gasp. She placed a cool hand on her stomach and applied a small amount of pressure which relieved some of the pain. When it seemed that most of the pain had subsided, she slowly sat up and realized how sore her lower back was feeling. "I must have slept wrong." She winced as she tried to stretch out her back.

She glanced at the clock and realized it was past noon, "Well so much for making it to lunch on time." She smiled down at her nephew, "But to be fair, I was going to have lunch by myself anyways. No one else is here. It's just you and me, Henry." The baby smiled and happily wiggled his little body, making Elsa laugh as she scooped him up.

As she turned to leave to the room, she caught sight of the small painting on her nightstand of her, Anna, and their parents shortly before the gates were closed. This painting was her most cherished possession during her years of isolation but now the longer she stared at her late parents, the more anxious she felt about her dream. "It was just a dream." She whispered to herself. The small gurgling sounds from Henry caused her to snap out of her trance, "What is it, Henry?" Her nephew continued to babble as he pointed towards the window, "You want to see outside?"

She strolled over to the window and watched the heavy rain continue to pour down upon her kingdom. She sighed, "You know, once this rain stops then Anna and Kristoff should be back. It's already been over a month since they left for their honeymoon but I wouldn't expect them to travel back under these harsh conditions." Elsa sat on the windowsill with Henry on her lap, "I sure do miss Anna." She looked down at Henry, "I feel bad that you don't have any siblings. They are really special people. But you know…" She readjusted him on her lap, "If your mommy ever decides to finally settle down and marry again, you might have a half-sibling which is just as special. If only she would just give William a chance. They hit it off wonderfully at the Christmas Eve ball, but ever since then there's been nothing but awkwardness between them." She began bouncing Henry on her lap, "We need to find a way to get those two together, Henry." She stopped bouncing him, "Oh my goodness I must be bored if I have nothing else better to do than meddle in other people's private lives. I'm turning into my sister." Elsa groaned as she stood up and rested Henry on one of her hips, "Okay, this is what is going to happen. We are going to eat lunch and then we are going to help me find a hobby or something. Deal?"

As she turned away from the window and started for the door, Henry out stretched his hand and pointed at the window again, "Henry, we were just there. Trust me, everything is going to look exactly the same as it did ten seconds ago." She took a step out into the hall when Henry began to cry, his little arm still reaching for the window, "Ugh. Fine." Elsa walked back to the window, "See? Nothing has changed. If anything, everything is just a little bit wetter than before-"

She paused when she noticed that there was something different about the view, "Well I'll be…" A huge smile formed on her face when she spotted the Arendelle fleet pulling into the docks, "He's back."

"Do you think they will start to worry about us?"

"Who?"

"Elsa and Hans? Don't you think they'll worry that we haven't returned?"

"Perhaps but what are we going to do? The weather is terrible. Besides, I'm sure they wouldn't expect us to travel all the way back to Arendelle in this storm."

"Well, they might." Anna huffed as she stood by the window in the cozy one bedroom cabin they had been spending their honeymoon in.

"Do explain." Kristoff mindlessly responded to his wife as he turned the page of his book.

"They know we've travelled in worse."

"Define worse."

"Oh I don't know, how about the summer snowstorm Elsa bestowed upon Arendelle two years ago?"

Kristoff stopped reading and looked up at Anna, "Was that really two years ago?"

Anna nodded, "Uh, yeah."

"Wow." Kristoff returned to his book.

Anna pursed her lips together as she analyzed her husband. With a small smirk on her lips, she let out a long sigh, "Phew, is it just me or is it hot in here?" She playfully tugged at the collar of her dress.

"Well, you are standing right by the fireplace. That might have something to do with it."

Anna strolled over to the bed where Kristoff was reading, "Nope…that wasn't it. I'm still hot." She leaned on the bed, "Aren't you feeling a little warm?"

"Nah, I'm alright."

"Hmm. Well, you won't mind if I change into something a little cooler then?"

"Go for it."

Anna effortlessly unclasped her dress and let it fall to the floor, "That's a little better. What do you think?"

Kristoff looked up at her and noticed her standing by the foot of the bed with nothing but her chemise on, "You look cold."

"I'm not…c-cold." Anna shivered.

Kristoff closed his book and got off the bed, "Come here." He opened his arms wide and easily wrapped them around Anna, "Better?"

"Better…" Anna pouted, "But what are you reading that is so interesting?"

"You really wanna know?" Anna nodded. "I have no idea."

"What?"

"I haven't been able to concentrate on the book this entire time. You're so distracting…in the best way possible of course."

"You were teasing me?"

"Don't act so surprised. You've been teasing me this entire honeymoon."

Anna laughed, "So what are we going to do about this?"

"Well, I like what you were planning so far. What else did you have in mind?"

Anna smirked, "Maybe a little bit of this." She leaned forward and softly kissed her husband, followed by a gentle lip bite, "So far so good?"

"Pretty good." Kristoff smiled before scooping her up and walking her over to the bed. He placed her down in the middle of the bed before climbing on top of her, "But maybe there could be a little more of this." He leaned down and traced hot kisses down her neck, receiving a happy sigh from his wife.

"You are way better at this than I am." Anna got excited when she felt his strong hands rest on her hips.

"At least you don't giggle as much as you did on our wedding night."

"That wasn't my fault! You were so awkward and adorable, I couldn't help it."

"I was nervous-" They stopped when they heard someone knocking on the door.

"Who on earth could that be?" Anna whispered, "I thought you said that this was a secret cabin. Nobody should know about this place."

"You and I are the only ones who know the location of this cabin. Not even the trolls know."

The knocking continued and Anna started to feel panicked, "What are we going to do?"

"Stay here and hide by the bed."

"No way, I wanna help!"

"Anna, you are not properly dressed to leave the cabin, let alone fight off an intruder."

"Ugh. Fine. I hate it when you use logic."

She knelt down beside the bed as Kristoff placed a blanket on her shoulders, "Don't come out until I say so."

"Oh, oh, oh! Wait!" She stood and quickly kissed him, "Be careful."

"Aren't I always?" He turned around and stubbed his foot on the corner of the bed, "OW! I did not see that!"

"Kristoff?" Anna nodded towards the door, "There's kind of a situation at hand."

"Sorry." He strode over to the fireplace and picked up the axe before heading over to the door. He took a deep breath as he place his hand on the doorknob. After a mental countdown, he threw open the door and yelled as he lifted the axe. But he froze when he realized that the intruder wasn't an intruder, it wasn't even a stranger or a human. It was an overly friendly snowman. "For God's sake, Olaf! What are you trying to do, give us a heart attack?!"

"Heeey, I was in the neighborhood and I just wanted to stop by and say hello to my dear friends Anna and Kristoff."

"Olaf?" Anna peeked out from behind the bed, "What are you doing here?"

"Anna!" Olaf scooted around Kristoff and waddled into the cabin, "Why are you hiding?"

"I thought you were trying to kill us. Well, not you, Olaf, but the stranger knocking on the door."

"There was a stranger knocking on your door?!"

"No, it was-uh, never mind." Anna rolled her eyes with a smile, "How are you doing Olaf? What brings you to the North Mountain?"

"The wonderful weather of course! I'm on my way to visit Marshmellow and the Snowgies. The feeling of fresh snow always gives us a rush of excitement and adventure."

"Wonderful weather?" Kristoff grumped as he put the axe back.

"Wonderful weather for a snowman, I imagine." Anna laughed, "How's Elsa and Hans and, well, Arendelle?"

"Well, let's see. It's been raining nonstop for about a week. Hans has taken his fleet out for practice during the storms so he's been gone for about a week as well. And Elsa's been doing a lot of work and taking a lot of naps."

Anna wrinkled her nose, "A lot naps?"

"Yeah, she's been awfully tired. It was my idea that she take naps until she feels better."

"Wait, is she sick?"

"No, no. Elsa's fine. There's no need to worry about her. I think she's actually been enjoying the solitude."

"Well, that sounds a lot like my sister." Anna muttered.

"Sooo, I guess I'd better be going now. You know how angry Marshmellow can get."

"As matter of fact, I do recall being chased down a mountain by it." Kristoff chuckled as he opened the door for Olaf to leave, "Say hi to all the Snowgies."

"Will do!" Olaf waved as he waddled out of the cabin, "Bye guys!"

Kristoff closed the door and faced Anna with a smirk, "So that just happened."

"Uh-huh." Anna anxiously bit her lip.

"Uh-oh."

"What?"

"You're biting your lip. You're worried about Elsa, aren't you?"

Anna dismissively waved her hand, "Pssh, nah. Olaf said she was fine, so I'm not going to worry about it." She happily skipped up to her husband and wrapped her arms around his strong neck, "Now, where were we?"

"Somewhere around here." He hoisted her up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked back to the bed, all the while exchanging feverish kisses. Anna giggled as they both collapsed onto the bed and she eagerly let him climb on top of her, letting him pick up right where he left off.

But a couple minutes later, Anna let out a heavy sigh, "I mean, it's not normal for her to take so many naps. She usually reprimands me when I sleep in too late, let alone take several naps throughout the day."

Kristoff groaned as he straightened himself up and sat back on his ankles, "I knew you were worried about her."

"Look, she's obviously not feeling well and since Hans is gone she's practically all alone-"

"There is an abundance of servants and guards staffed at the castle at all times. She's hardly alone."

"She has no family."

"Kai and Gerda are practically family. I'm pretty sure they can handle whatever is going on."

"But didn't you hear what Olaf said about it raining nonstop for an entire week? That means the castle staff, including Kai and Gerda, will be busy with preparing the castle and the rest of the kingdom for possible flooding and other storm hazards. She is on her own."

He tiredly rubbed the back of his neck, "So what do you want to do?"

"I want to go back to Arendelle."

He nodded understandingly, "I figured as such." He stood up and walked over to the window, "The weather is still terrible and Sven is staying with the trolls so we'll have to walk a couple miles to the Valley of the Living Rock."

"We've been through worse." Anna encouraged with a smile.

"Yeah, we have." Kristoff grabbed his coat, "You better change into something warm. We'll come back for the rest of our clothes later."

Anna obediently did as she was told while Kristoff went outside to gather some snow to extinguish the fire with. Once Anna was fully dressed and everything in the cabin was closed up, the couple started their voyage to the Valley of the Living Rock.

"Hey, Kristoff?"

"Yeah?"

"How did Olaf know the location of our secret cabin?"

"Did I forget to mention that he helped me carry the supplies up here?"

"Uh, yeah! That might have been nice to know instead of having a panic attack when he came knocking."

"To be fair, I completely forgot about it. I was just as surprised as you were when he showed up."

Anna laughed, "In retrospect, it's actually kinda funny."

"How do you figure?"

"Well, your face was priceless when you stubbed your toe."

Kristoff groaned, "I get injured in the line of duty and you laugh at me."

"Oh, yes, you sure did a good job protecting me from the up-to-no-good bed frame."

"Laugh it up but the next time you need my help, I won't be so heroic."

Anna proudly linked arms with her husband, "I'm not worried, Kristoff. You'll always be my knight in shining armor."

Slow paced footsteps echoed off the cold stone walls as a guest was escorted down the dark hall of the prison in Great Britain. After what seemed like miles of mind-numbing twists and turns, a single isolated cell at the end of the hall came into view. The guards searched the guest one last time before they allowed them to approach the secluded cell.

One of the guards banged on the cell door in order to wake up the prisoner, "Sullivan. You've got a visitor." The guard turned to leave as the guest approached, "You have five minutes."

"This shouldn't take long." The guest firmly replied. Once the guard disappeared around the corner to join the other guards, the guest showed their face through the small barred window, "Hello, Sullivan."

From the furthest, darkest corner of the cell emerged a grungy tattered Thomas Sullivan. He took one squinted look at his guest before a spine-chilling toothy grin cracked his lips, "What took you so long?"