Chapter 12 – Hope

The cold air inside, was beginning to give Fredrik a small chill again after their trip to the spring. He then decided to place his bag on the floor… to pull out long grey scarf with small golden pattern lining, and wrapped it around his neck.

Elsa wanted to be sure that she wasn't too close to Fredrik, to be sure that her powers wouldn't harm him. Elsa turned her head to notice his limping leg for it was still hurt from the wolf bite for even though his leg washed and clean. She really wanted to help him, but she just couldn't risk hurting him, she then notices his scarf around his neck. "That's a nice Scarf." She said.

"Thank you… it… it was my brother's… thought it would be best if it was passed on to me… to help me keep warm, like it did for my brother." Fredrik replied. "Oh…" she said with a bit of a shock, worried if what said would have upset Fredrik. They soon walked on the frozen stairs no the other side to a long hallway; made entirely of ice and blue glowing crystallized snowflakes inside the solid ice floors.

She then thought of trying to change the subject, with the thought of Fredrik running away from his home. "… Fredrik, didn't you thought about your parents being worried sick when they find you missing? With no idea of where they could to find you?" Elsa asked, with a concerned look.

"Well… like I said, they've been too busy with their reunions and balls… I've just figured that…" Fredrik tried to answer her question. He was then silent for a moment, thinking of the very thought of his parents worrying over their son.

" Fredrik, they only did what did what they thought was best for you, there just afraid to lose someone else close to them… because they love you… which is why you'll be returning back home to Bjornhult…" Elsa said firmly.

"What?" Fredrik said in shocked. "…I know you were only trying to prove yourself for them, to be strong and capable, but this is the wrong way, you have to go to your home." She insisted. "But…Why?" Fredrik was shocked to hear those words from her own lips.

"Because I don't you to get hurt anymore, you're putting yourself in too much risk, coming here to Arendelle, heading towards the forest, facing wolves, being with…" Elsa stops mid-sentence, backed away and turned from what she was about say next.

"Elsa?" Fredrik asked, seeing Elsa was scared of being near him. Heartbroken, Elsa stared at Fredrik with sad eyes. "…Being with me…" She said, tears welling up in her eyes. "…the monster that killed a wolf." Fredrik then felt something burning inside him to see Elsa in such agony, thinking of herself as a dangerous threat to everyone.

"Elsa, you are not a monster!" Fredrik said truthfully. Elsa's sorrowing stops as she looked at him, surprised. "…And maybe you're right, maybe I shouldn't have leaved my home… But I did… and only to be free, just like… you…" He said.

"…And I've couldn't be in safer, delicate, graceful hands than yours…" Elsa suddenly began to lightly blush a lightly color of rose, around her cheeks. She never thought of how much Fredrik cared for her feelings and understanding her fears for Fredrik's welfare.

"…That created all of this…" as he waved his hand, showing her the whole surrounding of own icy creation, as Fredrik stepped closer to Elsa. "…and how you save me from a real monster…" Fredrik looked at Elsa's eye. "…Don't see?" He said. "You're not a monster; you're a friend… and my best friend, just like I'm yours, right?"

Elsa suddenly gave small smile at him. She soon started to believe and know, that she is indeed is Fredrik's friend, and that he's her first and best friend too. " Fredrik, I… I suppose you could stay a little longer then I hoped." She said, as her rose red cheeks began to grow.

"Um, are you warm, Elsa? Your cheeks are bit, um…" Fredrik asked. "What? Oh! I'm okay, I'm tried, that all… we should really get some sleep, like now." Elsa said bashfully. Now I'm beginning to act like Anna, she thought to herself. She soon she caught herself and firmly continued walking down the icy hall to show Fredrik, a solid ice door to where he'll sleep.

Elsa waved her hand as the door opened. The room inside was very wide, with only a crystallized pillar, queen sized bed, with the same frosty fabric as Elsa's cape in the middle of the room, and a door to another smaller balcony outside.

"I know it isn't much of room, but…" Elsa said, as Fredrik acknowledged the lack of furniture in the room. "Oh no, Elsa, it's fine… but… I'm just wondering if my back could make it through the night." Greg replied, thinking that the mattress is made of thick solid ice.

Elsa just smiled from his light humor, as she walked toward the bed and sat down and patted on the edge of her bed, offering him to test the bed. Fredrik was more than happy to oblige, as he approached the bed. He sat down next to Elsa… Who then began to blush a bit and gave him some space to relax.

Fredrik soon laid his whole body on the bed… to find out that the mattress was surprisingly comfy like a cloud… for it is a cloud, forged to form a bed by Elsa's magic. "Think your back can make it?" Elsa asked Greg. Greg was a bit distracted by the comfort of the comfy cloudy bed and answered her, by just saying. "Comfy."

"I'll take that as a yes…" Elsa replied. Suddenly, Elsa remembered about the strange dream; both herself and Fredrik had together, and wondered if he would know anything about it. "… Fredrik?" she said. "Do you know anything about the dream we had… together?" Elsa asked.

"Well… it's hard to say… because that wasn't… really… the only dream I had with… you." Greg answered. "What?" Elsa was now confused. "You… You mean you saw me… before we even met?" Elsa asked in wonder. Fredrik nodded his head. Elsa couldn't believe this, only to realize something else about this discovery.

"Wait." She said. "Before we met… did you knew I have powers… that I would have to leave my home?" Elsa asked, upset that Greg could have done something, from exposing her powers to Arendelle. Fredrik then moved to next to Elsa, took a deep breath, and clasped fearing that she would ask him this question. "Yes, I did…" Fredrik answered.

Elsa gasped with shock, fearing that her thoughts were true "…Elsa, please forgive me, I didn't know how it would have happens, I've should have said something to stop all of this from happening! I've would have never let anything else terrible happen to you ever again after that…" He said with a broken heart.

"…I'm so sorry… I guess I really am not… strong after all." Fredrik explained, in anguish. Elsa than saw how hurt he was; his head lowered down as he was in tears, dripped on his left cheek to on his gloved clasped hands.

She soon learned that Fredrik was just trying his best. He knew his mistakes and was trying to fix them himself, and after everything he did for her and her sister, Elsa decided to give Fredrik; a second chance.

Hope

Elsa decided to take a small chance of compassion, as she took a sharp breath and lightly slide over to his side, placing her hand on Fredrik's hands.

" Fredrik … my parents told me once… of a story… that I think you should listen to." Elsa said as she slowly lifted her other hand… to show him; a small wingless snowy dove, that she just created with her magic… as Fredrik watched in wonder, and slowly forgetting of his faults.

This is the story
Of a bird with no wings
But certain that it can fly
Sailing on love
Into the head winds
Forcing it's way by and by

If only we were
As strong as this bird
Our spirit would never die

What do we name it
Hope is the right word
Hope is the bravest most beautiful bird
In the sky

Fredrik than had the thought to slowly taking his gloves off, to feel the bird's soft snowy head. Even though the bird was just made of snow… Elsa smiled to see how gentle Fredrik was to Hope.

Hope is a bird
Flies higher than others
And keeps all our dreams alive
Free of all doubt
Perfectly fearless
Fed by its will to survive

Imagine ourselves
Becoming this bird
We can when we dare to try
And see ourselves flying
Over the mountain
Hope is the bravest most beautiful bird
In the sky

As Elsa held on to Hope, She lightly held on to Fredrik's hand; as they stood up from the bed and slowly walked over to the door to the smaller balcony outside, to soon see a more beautiful view of the clear twilight sky, mountains, forests, and even Arendelle.

Only hope can light the way
Only hope can heal the heart
Only hope can keep the clouds
From hiding the moon and the stars

As Elsa set Hope on the railing of the balcony, Elsa would have Fredrik to place his hand on side of the bird, and as Elsa placed her hand on the other… to seem like Hope would have its wings… as Elsa and Greg lightly lift the bird high in the sky… Elsa waved her arms to create a strong magical wind, to soon lift the bird to the sky; Flying.

If only we were
As strong as this bird
Our spirit would never die

What do we name it
Only one word
Hope is the bravest most beautiful bird
Hope is the bravest most beautiful bird…
In the sky

They watched as the strong magical wind was carrying Hope higher and higher… into the clear sky, as stars surrounding the bird starts to disappear… along with Hope. Fredrik 's feelings suddenly melted away to how strong Hope was.

Only hope can light the way
Only hope can heal the heart
Only hope can keep the clouds
From hiding the moon and the stars

Fredrik 's tears were no longer from his troubled past… but for a better future. Elsa and Fredrik soon walked back inside the room, and soon sat back on the bed.

This was a story
Of a bird without wings
And rose above everything
Never was giving up…
hope

Elsa decided to take a bigger chance of compassion, as she took a sharp breath and lightly slide over to his side. She leaned in close, and then gave him; a light gentle kiss on his cheek… changing his tears into a small trace of snowflakes. Fredrik's eyes widened and glanced back at Elsa, surprised.

Elsa then brushed off the snow with her other hand with a heartfelt smile. "Greg, the very strength of your heart and hope, is what makes you a unique man, who just wants to prove to everyone, especially himself, that he could be helpful for other people in ways that only you could do, and that's what makes you strong… knowing be yourself… to just… let it go…" She said gently.

Greg began blush a bit from Elsa's kind and gently words, as Elsa hold his loosen hands. "…It's okay, I forgive you, and we'll talk about Arendelle in the morning." Elsa whispered calmly, looking into Fredrik's eyes. "It's morning, now." Fredrik corrected her, as they turn to the reflecting walls of ice to see the bright dawn from the slowly rising sun.

Elsa began to lightly blush again of embarrassment, acknowledging the fact that they were awake through the whole night. "Oh, wow! We should asleep by now…" Elsa said a bit nervously, as she soon lifted herself off the mattress and walked towards the door, as Fredrik soon got his fire crystal to keep warm for his long awaited rest.

Fredrik than remember something very important. "Um, Elsa?" He asked, as Elsa opened the door. "Something wrong?" Elsa replied with concern. "It's about Arendelle…" Greg then yawned from after his long and freezing quest.

"You should sleep now; we'll talk later… and try to dream privately if you please?" Elsa requested politely, as they gave one last smile to each other as she slowly shut the icy doors for Fredrik to have soon have a nice long needed sleep, resting his head calmly… only for the hidden golden crystal in his hat, began to change into a Strange Black Glowing crystal.