Memories [OUAT/Helsa]

Aqua

Arendelle
Present Day

"Olaf... What would happened to him?"

She really didn't think about the magical snowman at first, she knew she should have, but there was just a lot that happened -mainly where she and her husband were thrown into the prison, that she almost forget about others.

Kristoff's shoulders rose in a shrug. "I don't think our guests have meet a talking snowman on daily basis, Anna." He told her, his hair has begun to grow out, the initial thought that he only had to cut his hair for his wedding was proved to be wrong, as the Queen had given a clear request for him to maintain his look, but the tension of losing Elsa made him didn't really bother about it lately. "But I know he'll be fine, Elsa did move him to the North Mountain for protection, remember?"

Anna regretted her sister's decision at this moment.

The Princess remembered just how useful Olaf could be, he was the one who unlocked the door when she was freezing to death all those years ago -with a carrot no less, and she really wished he was there to free them once again.

"I hope they wouldn't hurt Sven..."

The feeling of helplessness was equally divided between the two, both could only worry for the safety of the others in the castle as they sat in the dark dungeon.

When Anna's stomach broke the silence by letting a grumbled sound, Kristoff turned to look at his wife. "Hungry?"

"Mm-hm..." The strawberry blonde haired Princess nodded with a sigh. "They're not going to let us starve to death, do they?"

Hopefully, they wouldn't.

"Of course not." The Mountain Man offered an encouraging smile. If they starved to death -or most importantly Anna, and Elsa somehow able to return and find out, even he did not dare to imagine the kind of wrath she would unleash to the Southern Isles' Princes.

Which, he really wish she would, but then he and Anna would not be there to witness that.

"Hang in there, feisty pants."

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Storybrooke
Present Day

"What the heck are you doing here?"

Half of him questioned the same thing as he stood just outside the doorway to the Loft, blocked by the Savior who held a defensive stance with her arms crossed over her chest and a sharp look from her green eyes. The other half told him that, even when he should have given Elsa a little time and space to herself, they didn't have the time.

"I-" His words got stuck and made him had to clear his throat before attempting to speak again. "I came here for Elsa."

Emma rolled her eyes, "Shocker." Her snide comment would have insulted him, but at this point he really didn't care about him, his focus was all gathered for his wife. "Look, you can't just come here after you upset Elsa like that, okay? She cried herself to sleep, for goodness' sake! What happened last night?"

To know that his wife had cried herself to sleep, with him as one of the reason behind it, made his heart ached. "It's a long story, Emma. Please, you have to let me see her."

"No." Was the blonde's short reply as she blocked the way with her arm when he tried to peer inside. "She has being stressing out about finding a way back to Arendelle, whatever happened last night doesn't help."

"But it does, in a way." Hans argued. He really wasn't so keen on telling what exactly happened, especially with the knowledge that he was wrong at some point too by keeping a secret from everyone, but if it was for Elsa's sake, he'll do it.

He told the Savior everything when they were seated inside the Loft, from his arrival in Arendelle all those years ago up until the appearance of his brothers in Storybrooke.

"-if they could come here then they must have a way back to return to Arendelle."

Emma nodded, slowly as she thought over what he just said. "... We should tell Elsa." She stood up then, but what he didn't expect was for her to head toward the door instead of to where Elsa was supposedly resting. "She's not here, Hans." She answered his silent question as she put on her leather jacket. "She has a doctor's appointment with Whale."

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"You're not Dr. Whale."

Even behind the hospital mask he was wearing, she could tell that he was smiling. "Dr. Whale is out at the moment. I'm his replacement for the day."

There was a slight frown appearing on her face as Elsa looked at him. She wasn't aware of another doctor in Storybrooke, but decided not to question it as perhaps it was just her mere feeling. "I'm here to-"

"-do your check-up, I know. Dr. Whale told me." He was, in a way, cheery. Almost a little too much than she had preferred. But really, who was she to complain about a minor thing?

As awkward as she was feeling in a room, the doctor didn't even seem to realize it.

"Can I," he tilted his head when she cleared her throat. "Can I have a glass of water?"

"Of course." His eyes, whether it was her imagination or not, lit up at her rather simple request. "Happy to provide." Again she felt that if he was not wearing a mask then she would have seen his wide smile underneath as he passed a glass of water for her.

The water was odd, not the refreshing taste that she had expected, yet she finished the entire glass to soothe the itch in her throat.

They had just finished, with him telling that her child was developing rather well, when her curiosity could not be contained anymore. "I never knew your name."

"You can call me Hendrik."

I tried some different approach for this chapter before finally deciding on this one.