(And this is what happens when I spend too much time on Tumblr. I end up writing fan fiction again. Lord have mercy on my awful writing.

I can probably guarantee you this won't be a one shot thing. It'll be a few chapters. Because I am genuinely intrigued by crime (especially mobs, gangs, ect) and combining that with Frozen and Elsanna just made my life a whole hell of a lot more fun.

I'll be doing the main bulk of the writing while my friend Emily will be helping with edits and giving me the stamp of approval for final uploading.

This is going to be a long and bumpy ride guys.

- Gus)

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Chapter One: First Move

The scene wasn't pretty for what someone could see in the early morning light. Compared to some of the more recent mob killings this one took the cake for being the worst for the new year. Duke from the Weselton family, or the Weasel's the men at the precinct called them, had been beaten within an inch of his life and then thrown from the top of an apartment complex. This murder was over the top, a message being sent by a rival family.

The detective on duty, Hans, let out a sigh as he watched his men from forensics work. While they picked up evidence and bagged it he was putting together the pieces of what events most likely lead up to his death. Duke was always one to push buttons, exploiting what he could to get more money. He wanted a mountain of riches but he had competition, the Ice Queen. Tensions between the Weasel's and the Arendelle family had always been high, perhaps Duke buying the apartment complex that was over their border was enough to force her hand.

You didn't cross Elsa Arendelle. Old fool should have known better.

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Ice Man's Diner was located downtown, deeper into Arendelle territory. A normal meeting place for the muscle but for the first time in forever, the Queen and Princess arrived promptly at 5 pm, when the daily meeting would take place. Anna had begged her elder sister to go out for once promising Sven would make them his famous carrot cake. Normally Elsa would object to the girls offer but she did owe her for the job well done last night.

It was no surprise to Elsa to see a few men posted outside having a smoke while the other chatted. Eugene reclined against the metal railing on the steps pulling his jacket tighter to his body.

"Fucks sake Elsa. It gets twenty degrees colder when you arrive anywhere" the man took a drag from his cigarette. Elsa raised an eyebrow at him having exited the vehicle with her sister climbing out behind her.

"And I thought you told Rapunzel you'd quit smoking" she quipped. She saw his eye twitch as the younger man, Pascal, silently laughed and pointed a finger at him. If the mute hadn't been best friends with his girl, Eugene would have knocked him out right there.

As Anna exchanged a quick greeting with Pascal, asking how her cousin was doing to which he reposed with nods or facial expressions, she skipped up the stairs. "Come on Elsa! Everyone is waiting!"

"Duty calls" the queen gave a small smile to the two men before following her sister.

"Don't tell Rapunzel?"

"I won't. But I'm sure Pascal will"

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Elsa had remembered why she never came to these meetings. Instead of being productive and getting things done their time was spent drinking and laughing. No wonder why she had to pick up the slack for all of them. Only an hour in and Anna had devoured two slices of carrot cake and one slice of the chocolate. The queen had hardly even touched her's. She had been to busy keeping an eye on everything while her men were too busy too fooling around or eye humping her sister like Kristoff was.

A car pulled up outside of the diner on the opposite end of the street, she recognized the make and model almost immediately. Perfect. Of all the people who could arrive it had to be him. She looked over at her sister who sat next to her in the booth finishing off a fourth slice. "Anna. Mind going in back for a little bit? Seems like we're expecting some guests" the last thing she wanted her sister to see was the detective get all hot headed and threaten her. Her younger sister might have looked sweet, innocent, and the biggest klutz in the world but she would have no problem threatening the man back, putting everything at risk.

Anna nodded, even grabbing her messy dishes and taking them to the kitchen where Sven had been cooking. Almost in sync the front door opened and the tall figure walked inside, taking off his hat as another officer trudged in and took his place at his right side. The room fell silent, the men becoming stiff and rigid. She could feel Kristoff's glare burn directly into the man. Elsa gave Hans a coy smile.

"Welcome Detective Hans. What brings you here today?"

"You know full well what I'm here for Queenie. Don't play innocent" he growled, the queen raising a hand to cover her mouth, stifling a few giggles.

"Oh Hans you always come up with the best pet names for me" she smirked as a small blush of embarrassment creeped up on the man's face "I assume you're here to try Sven's carrot cake. It really IS the best in the city".

"I've had better" at least Sven wasn't in the room. The man wasn't sensitive but he would certainly take offense to the detective insulting his best dish "Duke is dead"

"So I've heard. All over the news. Pretty grizzly from what they said. Still no idea who did it though?"

"Oh I have a pretty good idea…" Hans looked over at Kristoff "Where were you last night around midnight?"

Kristoff crossed his arms over his chest. He knew that he was going to be the one who got questions fired at first. The man had done some pretty nasty things in his life but Duke's murder wasn't on his hands. "With Elsa coming home from the opera last night. Ran late. I was her bodyguard for the night along with Eugene". As much as the detective wished for him to be lying, he knew it was the truth. Before he had even bothered to ask questions he checked out Elsa and most of her family at the station. Those three had solid alibis.

"What about that pipsqueak out there…Pascal I think his name is?" the officer next to Hans asked. Many of his twelve other brothers were police officers in the city and like usual with most investigations, his brother Robert has accompanied him. The detective shook his head. Pascal was too scrawny and small to even fight his way out of a wet paper bag, let alone kill a man.

Hans was about to open his mouth and ask of the others before Elsa interjected.

"If you're about to ask about Oaken or anyone else, they were at Gaston's Bar watching us get our asses handed to us in the Olympics by the Russian's" Elsa smiled "But you already knew that didn't you? Always looking for some way to put me away for life when I've done nothing wrong".

"You'll slip up one day Elsa"

"But that day isn't today Hans and I don't have any intention to ever slip up. Now why don't you take a seat and join us for a drink?"