"Elsa, no, please!" I screamed, jolting me awake from my dream. I looked around, trying to find the light to turn on, too afraid to get out of my bed. It was dark in my room and my forehead was dripping with sweat. I reached over to my nightstand and put my glasses on and pulled myself out of my bed, as scared as I was. I flipped the light switch on and walked down the hallway to Elsa's room. "Elsa? Are you in here?" I said groggily as I pushed open her door. There was still a night lamp light on from when I came to get her a sweatshirt...that's right, Elsa was still in the hospital.

I walked downstairs to the living room and flipped the TV on. There was no way I was going to be able to fall back asleep after the dream I just had. Elsa was lying in her hospital bed, dying in front of me. Just the thought of her dying was too much for me. I redirected my attention to the TV, still trying to find something decent to watch, but there was nothing. I turned the TV back off and went into the kitchen to get a glass of water and took it upstairs to read a book. I didn't have any in my room, but Elsa had a whole shelf of them.

I sat my water down on her nightstand and looked at her clock. "3:27" I mumbled to myself as I walked over to her bookshelf and pulled a loose book out. "Thirteen Reasons Why" the book cover read. I'd heard about the book when I was in high school, but had never found the time to read it. It was about a girl who had committed suicide and left notes to thirteen different people. But why did Elsa have it?

I opened the book and sat down at my sister's desk. And the next thing I remembered was waking up to Elsa's alarm clock. I got up from the chair and walked over to the nightstand and turned off the alarm. "8:30 am" I said as I walked back to my room to get a shower. It was time for me to get ready to go see Elsa.

I ran back into my sister's room before I left for the hospital to grab that book that I'd been reading that morning. Still distressed by the dream I had about Elsa last night, I could barely focus on driving, but I had to make it back to see my sister.

It was a humid morning, but there was a slight chill in the air, enough to make me shiver. I looked in the back of the car for my jacket and remembered that I gave it to Elsa last night. I would always leave an extra sweatshirt in the trunk of my car for emergencies, and I didn't consider this an emergency, but I was cold enough that I needed something to keep me warm. I parked the car and walked around to the trunk. I stuck the key in the lock and lifted the trunk up. The sweatshirt was on the side under some more of Elsa's books that I had brought for her to read while she was in the hospital. I picked up the books and set them on top of the car and pulled the sweatshirt on over my blue tank top.

I closed the trunk as I reached up to grab the books for Elsa and walked to the front doors of the hospital. The receptionist had me sign in to see my sister and then let me walk back to her room. "Room 116" I whispered to myself. It was at the very end of the hallway. I looked in the small, circular window on the door and Elsa saw me and smiled, inviting me in.

"How you doing sis?" She asked me before I even had time to shut the door. "I missed you so much last night." I walked over to her bedside and sat the books down on the table next to her, which still had her breakfast tray on it. Eggs, bacon, and chocolate milk. Her three favorite things to eat.

She pulled me down to bed and hugged me as tight as she possibly could. "I missed you too." I said, struggling to breathe. Elsa was strong for someone who had never been to a gym before. I pulled away and kissed her on the cheek. "I see you had your favourite meal for breakfast." I said as I walked around her room looking at what she got to stare at all day long. It had to be getting ugly to her. The walls were painted white, there was a white curtain covering the window. I walked over to the window and pulled the curtains open, trying to get some natural light in the room.

"Thanks Anna." I heard from a whisper behind me. I turned around and smiled at my sister and walked back over to the chair I had sat in the day before. "The doctors told me what happened...or, at least what they think happened."

I moved the chair close to her, it's legs scraping against the filthy floor and I watched Elsa wince. "What did they say?" I asked when I was close enough for her to whisper to me.

"Anna, they said I had a seizure while I was taking a shower."

I gasped. I couldn't believe that my sister had a seizure. "Oh my god, Elsa." I started crying and Elsa pulled my head into her chest, stroking my hair as I lay there sobbing.

"Hey, Anna, I'll be fine. They said it didn't do anything to hurt me, except for the gash on the back of my head."

I pulled myself up onto the bed with Elsa , even though I had been told not to by the doctors. I felt Elsa's nose on my hair and heard her inhale. "I don't want to lose you, Elsa. Our parents are dead and you're the only person left that I truly love."

She pulled me in closer and wrapped her arms around me. "I know Anna." I could hear her holding back tears and I turned to face her. Her deep blue eyes were filled with pain and I kissed her cheek.

We laid there for what felt shorter than it was, just me and my sister enjoying each other's touch.

"Elsa, I had a dream last night...about you. I couldn't make out where we were, but it was just the two of us, alone, and it was night time. I was standing over top of you, screaming your name. I couldn't help you and I was scared. It was like those dreams you have about our father calling for you to help him." Elsa ran one hand through my braids and put the other on my stomach. "I didn't know what to do. I just wanted to feel your touch again. I was scared that I wouldn't feel your hands again."

I saw a tear roll down my sisters face, my sister who'd only cried three times before was crying at the dream I had about her. "But you feel my touch now and I'm not going anywhere." I wiped the tear from her face with my sweatshirt sleeve. "I have something to tell you, Anna." There was pain in her voice. I shifted in her bed and wrapped my arm around her back. "Every night that I shut you out, I wanted to be with you, but I was afraid of hurting you." She buried her face in my chest and the doctor walked in the room.

He stopped and looked at us, knowing I wasn't supposed to be in the bed with Elsa, but her heard her crying and shrugged it off. "Elsa?" He said. "You're allowed to go back home now. You've been here long enough for us to say it's safe for you to go home."

I looked back at my sister who had her bright, cheery smile and big eyes back. The same ones I had seen when I first came into her hospital room. "You ready to get out of here?" I asked her with a smile forming across my face.

She nodded and the doctor left the room as Elsa pulled herself up from the bed. A few moments later, the doctor came back in with a plastic bag containing Elsa's clothes and put the down on the chair I had sat in. I handed the bag of clothes to her and she took off her hospital gown, standing there with nothing on as she ripped open the bag and put her bra and panties on and pulled her jeans up over them.

"Hey Anna?" She asked. "That jacket that I bought you for your birthday, do you think I could keep it? It's just that, since you left it here with me, I feel some kind of special attraction to it."

"Sure Elsa. If it'll make you happy, then you can keep it." I said, smiling at her as we walked out of the hospital and to my car. "I've got something to show you when we get home."

"Thanks, Anna." She said as I pulled out of the parking lot and headed for our house.