Heart of the coldest lover

Home?

Rachel's POV

"Rachel?" a woman standing behind Peter asked.

I pulled away from Peter, he looked just as shocked, but he knew who she was.

"Yes.....thats me" The woman brought me into a hug and I immediantly pulled away.

"Whoa not trying to be rude, but I don't know you who are-"

"Elsa, how have you been" Peter cut me off.

"Pan, don't you dare speak to me, I am here to take my daughter home and that's final." She grabbed my hand.

"I'm not going any where with you lady, you may be my mother but I don't know you, and I am home, home is with Peter and the lost boys." I said

"What have you done to her?" she looked at Peter as if he'd done something to me.

"He has done nothing it's my choice."

"Rachel I am your mother and you will do as your told!" She commanded

" If your my mother where have you been for the last 17 years!, like I said I don't know you. I have a mom. you may be my mother but you will never be my mom, now GET OUT!" I yelled

Peter smirked at my sudden power surge and Elsa just glared at me.

" Fine, but I will be back, maybe tomorrow or next month or next year, either way you will be my daughter and you will comeback with me to Arendelle" She stated.

" Please, make a move, I've been dying to use my powers on someone!" I smirked. She began to walk away.

"Mother?" She turned hoping I had changed my mind...

"Let It Go" I said softly but sarcastically.

She stared daggers at me then took off.

" Luv that was amazing!"

"I know right it felt so good, o my god lets have a party I'm like so hyper I wanna freeze a tree and dance and eat and dance and party an-"

" We will do all of that" He smiled at me. I smiled back and ran out of the tent jumping, I've never felt more alive. Everything was perfect, the boys were dancing, Peter was playing his pipe, and the fire was blazing so beautifully, it didn't bother me anymore. I could only think of 1 thing that would make this better, my favorite drink, a Strawberry Margarita! I thought of 1 and it just appeared in my hand. it went from 1.......2.......4.......8......10, then I got a little tipsy, ok a lot. I stumble towards Peter and fell on him.

"Someone had a little to much?" He said

"No, I had like 2"

"You had like 10"

"Ooooo let's make it an eleventh!"

The drink proofed Into my hand and he took it away.

" I think you've had enough." he said.

"I've had enough, of your insolence."

I then took my finger and poked his nose and started to laugh just uncontrollably.

" Ok you've had enough party for one night, come on go to bed."

He pointed me In the right direction,

"This way?" I slurred

"Yhea."

We started to head back to the tent when I just started to just mumble random stuff.

" You know I used to watch this TV show from another country and there was this woman who would say Hello Sweetie." I mumbled.

I looked at Peter and slurred " Hello Sweetie".

We got back to the tent and I just passed out. A night of being a sloppy drunk is very tiring. Elsa said something about taking me home, I am home.