A/N: Hey guys, thanks to everyone who has stuck through this fanfiction, longer than any of the previous ones that I've written. I will continue writing this, but for now, I need to stop and rest my brain. Between this, school, and work, I don't have much time to write either, and since I want to make this a good as I possibly can, I think taking a break is the best thing to do for now. I may or may not publish more chapters soon, it all depends on whether or not I have time to. Thank you for understanding. The fanfic will start up again in a few months.

"Anna!" a yell came from downstairs. I opened my eyes and stared out the window, tempted to fall back asleep. As I began to close my eyes, I heard my name again. "ANNA!" I rolled over to face my door and saw Elsa standing there, the sunlight peeking through the open door behind her."C'mon sleepy head. Get up." She said as she nudged my arm. "There's someone here to see you."

I dragged the sheets off my body, forcing myself out of the bed and gesturing Elsa out of my room. "I need to get dressed." I said, pushing the door closed behind her. I opened my closet and skimmed over what was hanging up. I reached in and pulled out a pair of my jeans and a t-shirt. I looked back into the closet and pulled out my running jacket.

I pulled my door back open as I grabbed my gym shoes from under the bed. I walked downstairs into the living room and began to tie my shoes. "Come down to the family room." I heard Elsa's voice coming from the lower level.

I finished tying my shoes and walked to the steps that led to the room. I saw my sister standing next to the our mothers favorite chair. I slowly began to walk down the stairs and stopped just where the top of the chair was visible. "Aunt Gerda...what are you doing here?" I asked, glancing at Elsa who had a worried look on her face.

"Oh Anna." She said. "You look so much like your mother." She walked over to me and hugged me.

"Don't talk about her. She's been dead for ten years now." I said, pushing her body away from mine. I walked over to Elsa, keeping my eyes on our aunt. "I know why you're here, and I'm not going to let you take me away from Elsa." I grasped Elsa's arm and I felt her jump a little. "She's the only person I have left that I love."

She strode towards us. I felt Elsa tighten up. "Her? I won't allow it. She can't even take care of you!" she spat, just inches from my face.

"That's not your call! I yelled back at her. "Elsa is my sister and I'm not going to let you get in the way of our relationship together." I looked over at Elsa. There were small snowflakes swirling around her head, too small for our aunt to notice, but not for me. I nudged her and the flakes fell to the floor.

"Your parents are dead. Your sister is out of a job. You're coming with me. I'm not changing my mind." She said, grabbing my forearm and pulling me away from Elsa.

I felt my fingers slipping from Elsa's arm as I tried to regain my grip. "Elsa, I'll be fine. I will come home. I promise." My fingers slipped from her and I was slung over my aunts shoulder. I looked back at Elsa who had fallen down on the chair that our aunt had been sitting in just minutes earlier. There were tears in her eyes as she was watching me being taken out of the house. I mouthed the words 'I love you' before she was just out of my sight. I don't know if she saw it, but I pray she did, because if she didn't, there would be no way she would make it through this.