-Jack-

I kissed Elsa's cheek when I saw her fading into the land of sweet dreams. "She sleeping?" Tinkerbell asked as she poured a blue liquid into a pink one. "Yup. Why was she so surprised all of the sudden?" I asked. All of those questions I wanted to ask were held back by Tink's silence.

She finally came back to her speaking tone. "A long ago, she and I were friends not foes. She wanted to find love for such a long time, so I decided to help. We both flew to a nearby tavern with the help of my pixie dust. In there, Elsa saw where the pixie had landed on a boy with brown hair. I never saw his face but I did see.. his necklace."

I was shocked when Tink touched the necklace my uncle had given me. North Overland. "This was the one I saw." Tink kneeled down and smiled at me.

"Me? It was me?" I said quietly. Tink nodded then went back to working on the portal. I closed my eyes waiting for sleep to come but instead I opened my eyes again. "How did she become a vampire?" I asked Tink.

"She was born into it. Mom's side I think." Tink replied then shook the bottle of whatever was in there. "Oh." Was all I could mutter out until I fell into a deep sleep.

-Elsa-

I woke up with my shoulders being shaken. "What?" I asked Tink who was the one who shook my shoulders. "Portal's all done." She smiled politely when I stood up. My heeled boots clinked on the wood when I walked over to the bottle of potion. "Wake up Jack for me." I asked Tink with a generous smile.

Jack eventually woke up when I poured the bottle onto a small corner. A huge vortex appeared as I took Jack's hand then jumped in.

-Anna-

"Kristoff!" I shouted for my friend who was in the kitchen. "Yeah?" He popped his head out from the kitchen. Kirstoff isn't a ghoul like most people I dated. "Popcorn done?" I crossed my legs. The DVD was already on the about to play option. "Just a few more seconds." Kristoff went back into the kitchen.

Mom and Dad were having their 938 anniversary so it was just me and Krist. I wonder where Elsa was though. "Anna?" Elsa's excited voice came from upstairs. She must've climbed into her bedroom window again.

"Elsa, hey." I said with a bored tone. "What year is it?" Elsa fidgeted with her fingers. "2015." I answered like she should've known this already. "I'm home!" Elsa yelled dropping to her knees.