A/N: Hello you lovely person! Yes, I am talking to you, you adorable shipper. Now that I got your attention there is something I need to share with you before you start reading this fic. This is an Elsanna fanfiction, but the first chapter revolves around Belsa. Yeah, I know, I'm a coward so I feel obligated to inform you about that before getting started. Anyways, it would also be good for you to know: no ice powers, and no sisters. But okay, with that said I shall now release you. Off you go my little snowflakes.

Enjoy! And remember, every time a review is posted a unicorn is born!

Disclaimer: I hereby solemnly swear that I do not own anything except my twisted imagination! Everything following this either belongs to Naughty Dog or Disney. (Normally this would include a promise of delivering all characters back safe and sound but considering the kind of story I'm about to engage in, that is probably not going to be the case.)

Prologue

Elsa let out a silent sigh as she turned the key and opened the door to their small home. Tiredly she rubbed her eyes only capable of thinking of the wonders of their bed and the soothing comfort of her girlfriend's warm body pressed against her own. Silently she took off her shoes and put her keys into the bowl on the counter.

It had been a rough day; first lectures then an emergency call from her part-time job, apparently one of the newbies had called in sick and she simply couldn't say no to covering the shift. Luckily it had been a quiet one. There must be another wave of the flu raging, since so few showed up both at work and the university. Oh well, hopefully she would manage to, for once, not get infected.

She glanced to the clock on the wall as she headed towards the kitchen, it was almost midnight and heavens knows how cranky Belle would get if she accidentally woke her up at this hour. She probably had the world's most patient and loving girlfriend, just not in the middle of the night when she was having a lecture in the morning.

A small smile spread across Elsa's face by the thought of her girlfriend, but it quickly stiffened as she noticed the beautifully set table and burnt down candles. Carefully she traced a finger over one of the knives, it was their expensive cutlery, only used on special occasions. They had gotten them as a gift from Belle's father when they first moved in together.

A small frown spread across her forehead as she first now noticed the low sounds of screams and daunting music coming from the living room. Some brainless horror was playing on the screen of the TV, and on the couch Belle was sound asleep with a book spread open across her chest. She picked up the remote and turned it off just as the zombie was about to devour some random person. Elsa had never quite understood the charm of horrors, people always seemed to make the same mistakes. All the movies seemed to follow the same rules and you could be almost 100% certain that they never had a happy ending. Belle however, she loved them. Not to watch, Belle could barely stand the sight of blood, but to have on in the background when reading. Elsa did not have the slightest clue how she did it with all those screams and melodramatic racket, but somehow she could, and it was just one of the many quirks she had come to love about her.

Elsa removed the book and bent down to brush a small strand of hair away from Belle's face. "Sweetie." Carefully she rubbed gentle circles on her arm trying to get a reaction. "Sweetie, you need to wake up, it's time to go to bed." But instead of doing just that, Belle turned to her side mumbling some incoherent gibberish. Elsa couldn't help but to smile even wider at the adorableness of her, but she knew she had to get Belle to bed properly. "Honey come on now." This time receiving a defiant groan, she leaned further in so her lips were hovering a couple of inches above Belle's ear. "It's almost past midnight and we need to go to bed."

"Mhmm, midnight." A couple of seconds passed and then... "MIDNIGHT!" Belle sat up in such an abrupt movement that she almost knocked Elsa over. "Midnight but, but it can't be." She ran a hand through hair brown locks as hazel eyes frantically searched out the digital clock on the TV.

"Sweetie, relax." Elsa let out a small giggle at her antics as she wrapped her arms around her slightly out-of-character girlfriend. "There is still 5 hours until you have to get up."

"No Elsa you don't understand, it's almost midnight."

"Yeah, so?"

"So?" Belle got up from the couch, the panic replaced by obvious annoyance. "That means our anniversary is almost over and..." Elsa could feel the panic setting in as her gaze locked on a pair of fiery eyes. "You forgot."

"Anniversary, today? Y-you're absolutely sure it was today?" A mere raise of one of Belle's eyebrows was enough to make Elsa's blood run cold. Elsa was normally not good with reading other people's emotions but this, this even she couldn't miss. As Belle crossed her arms and impatiently tapped her fingers, Elsa knew she had to act fast and there was only one wise thing to do in such a situation.

"I'm so sorry! I swear I wouldn't have taken that shift if I-..." Frantically she ran a hand through her platinum locks, sending her girlfriend a pleading look. Elsa could feel Belle's examining gaze, but after a few moments a sudden smile spread across her face as she let out a slight giggle due to Elsa's obvious meltdown.

"I'm sorry sweetie I shouldn't have teased you, I know it wasn't your fault." Elsa questioningly lifted her eyebrows. "Kristoff warned me by saying you probably wouldn't be able to make it in time." Elsa let out a small sigh of relief, what would she ever do without Kristoff to help her to function like a slightly decent human being?

As if reading her mind Belle reached out to hold her hands. "Honey really, it's okay." Elsa could feel the heat crawling up her neck, she knew that at work and the university she was known for being rather cold. She didn't know how to let others in, and often people simply stopped trying after a while but not her, not Belle.

Belle was different; she was smart, kind and gentle. She had taken the time to get to know Elsa. She had taken the time to break through her defences and she had been stubborn enough to fight for her, even when that stupid oaf of a guy had made her social life a living hell just because she didn't want to date him. Belle had fought for her and more importantly she had seen Elsa for who she truly was. How on earth could she ever have been so blessed to be loved by this person?

Elsa felt a sad smile spread across her lips as she met the brown orbs looking at her with such love and devotion. Belle slightly tilted her head as if trying to understand what was going on in her mind and then pulled Elsa in for a warm embrace. "Really sweetheart, don't worry about it, it's okay." Elsa let out a silent sigh as she leaned her head against her shoulder and took in Belle's scent. If something that could be called absolute happiness existed, this would be it.

After standing there for a brief moment Belle pulled away slightly. "Oh, I almost forgot." She said with a shy smile, reaching down in her pocket pulling out a small velvet box. "This is for you." Nervously she put a strand of brown hair behind her ear as Elsa carefully opened the box. "I noticed you looking at it the other day a-and I really wanted to give you something nice this year since you know last year, so… You like it?"

Elsa could barely find the words, as she glanced down at the beautiful silver snowflake with the blue gem in the middle, she didn't even know that Belle had noticed her looking at it. "Honey, I absolutely love it." She glanced up to meet Belle's gaze, as she let out the breath she had been holding. Elsa carefully took the necklace out of it's box, admiring its beauty. But her smile turned into a slight frown. "But sweetheart, this is too much. How could you even afford this?" Belle carefully took the jewellery and walked up behind Elsa to gently place it around her neck. "I sold some of my old books, apparently some of them was actually worth something."

"Belle you shouldn't hav-"

"It's okay." She slid her arms around Elsa's waist resting her chin on her shoulder. "They were just laying gathering dust anyway." Elsa tried to turn around so she could object but instead Belle tightened her grip, effectively keeping her in place while trailing small kisses down her neck. "Really, it's okay." Belle bit down on that special spot causing Elsa to let out a silent whimper, making her lean further in against her. She felt the sensation of Belle's hot breath against her ear. "Now, are you going to give me something in return?"

The sound of her girlfriend's husky voice was too much and Elsa couldn't resist turning around to kiss her. Neither could control their moans as the make out session started to turn more heated, hands were roaming beneath shirts and soon Belle was sitting on top of the kitchen counter with Elsa caught between her legs. They barely registered the sound of a cell phone ringing somewhere in the living room, but when Elsas's phone started blasting off Kristoff costume made ringtone she had to break it off despite Belle's protests. With an adorable pout from Belle, and a quickly mumbled apology, Elsa answered the phone, listening to Kristoff's frantic ranting on the other end.

"You what? Kristoff calm down. Okay, I'll come right over." With a confused frown she hung up.

"I'm so sorry honey, but I have to go." She sent Belle an apologetic look. "I couldn't quite understand it all, but something serious has apparently happened and he really needs me." Belle let out a very disapproving groan as she wrapped her legs tighter around Elsas's waist.

"Sweetie." Elsa weakly objected as Belle once again started her assault on her neck, but she stopped shortly after sending her a mischievous look.

"Okay go, but don't you think for a second that you are off the hook, I still have my anniversary present to look forward to." Elsa stood for a second wishing she could just stay, but Kristoff had really sounded desperate.

"I'll be back before you know it." She gave Belle one last kiss before heading out the door.

Belle was ripped out of sleep by the sound of banging. Slightly disorientated she gently rubbed her eyes as she stumblingly got to her feet. It felt as if she had only closed her eyes for a minute. After Elsa had left she had gone to bed to make herself comfortable, but apparently she had dozed off. She pulled on a hoodie, as she headed towards the source of the sound. Judging from all the noise, Kristoff's "crisis" must clearly have been involving one too many Reindeer's Delight.

With a slight shaking of her head she walked towards the kitchen. "Kristoff relax, I'm coming." She called out, wondering why Elsa had simply not just let him in. "Kristoff sweetie, you're going to break the window if you keep on-."

Belle immediately stopped in her tracks as she reached the patio. The window was smeared in blood and on the other side of the tainted glass was their neighbour John standing slamming his hands against it. She covered her mouth trying to silence the scream that was threatening to leave her lips.

Something was terribly wrong, and even though John wasn't even looking at her she could see that something about him was completely off. She backed away from the window keeping her eyes trained on the twisted figure behind the glass, but then he slowly turned his face and spotted her. He let out a primal groan as he now frantically started slamming his whole body against the frame.

She tried talking to him, calming him down, but it only seemed to infuriate him further. As Belle continued backing away, still trying to reason with her neighbour, a long crack was beginning to form in the window and she registered the sound of glass shattering.

"J-John please." She tried to remain calm but her words came out as a stutter. He started moving towards her, with one of his legs dragged awkwardly behind him. If she could just make it a couple of steps more she could outrun him and make it to the bathroom. But as she looked at him now, Belle had to fight the urge to immediately turn around and run. His face was horrifically warped and some yellow substance kept gushing out from his eyes.

"Stand back, y-you are scaring me." She could feel the tears well up in her eyes as he simply kept on moving forth, she was too afraid to glance back to judge the distance to the bathroom.

"John, I mean it!"

He tilted his head slightly to the side as she felt his eyes examine her. Then, without warning he launched forward, but surprisingly he stopped in the middle of his movement as a loud crack could be heard and his limp body fell silently to the floor.

"Belle, are you alright?" Kristoff ran to her side, a gun still clutched in his hand. She didn't register him speaking, all she could focus on was the figure now lying on the floor.

"Y-you shot him."

"Belle!" Elsa came running in, utter terror written on her face.

"He shot him." Belle looked at her girlfriend with teary eyes as she gestured to their neighbour. "I saw him this morning-" Elsa rushed to her girlfriend's side, holding her tightly.

"Babe listen to me, something terrible has happened." Elsa broke the hug to look Belle in the eyes. "He was sick-"

"ELSA, KRISTOFF JUST SHOT OUR NEIGHBOUR!"

"And for that I'm sorry Belle, I really am." Kristoff broke in, looking pleadingly at his friend. "But he was going to hurt you, trust me. That person lying there is not the same as the man you met this morning."

In the distance they could now hear yelling and screaming. Elsa grabbed on to her girlfriend's shoulders turning her body to face her. "Baby, there is something really bad going on and we've got to get out of here. Do you understand me?" Elsa looked Belle directly in the eyes, searching for a response, and as she gave a slight nod Elsa quickly kissed her on the forehead before she grabbed her by the hand and led them out of their home.

They lived some miles outside the city and as they started driving Belle noticed how some of the neighbour's houses were set ablaze.

"What the hell is going on?" She managed to mutter as she broke out of Elsa's grasp to look out of the car window.

"They think it's some sort of parasite. Apparently it is highly contagious and makes people lose their minds." Belle locked eyes with Kristoff in the rearview mirror. "I'm sorry for what happened, but Belle he would have killed you. I had no choice." He looked at her pleadingly and deep down inside she knew he was right.

"Could you turn on the radio?" It was Elsa breaking the silence. As Kristoff turned the buttons on the device only static was to be heard. An ambulance followed by a fire truck rushed past them.

"Have they mentioned its origin? Or how it spreads?"

"No, only some unverified rumours, but it almost has to be airborne, it's the only logical expla- DAMMIT!"

"What is it?" Elsa leaned forward in her seat to get a better look.

"The road is blocked, we need to take the 27th."

"No, then we'll definitely hit traffic, take the western forest route and cut past Shang's place."

Kristoff let out a silent sigh as he pulled over. "I don't know that route, can you please come up and sit here in the front?" Elsa glanced concerningly at her girlfriend but when Belle gave her an approving nod, she gave her a quick kiss, before climbing to the front seat.

They passed so many homes, so many people packing their cars making ready to leave. Elsa gave Belle's hand a reassuring squeeze as they passed by Shang and Mulan's place.

"I'm sure they've already left. Look, their garage is empty." Elsa tried to reassure her but that throbbing panicky feeling inside her chest only seemed to grow.

Radio, phones everything seemed to have gone dead. Belle wanted so desperately to warn her father and their friends, but there was no way of knowing if they hadn't already escaped to the city. Another pair of ambulances rushed by them, sirens on and at full speed as they passed the hospital.

"Oh, this is bad." A huge line of cars were blocking the way as far as the eye could see.

"Kris, it's okay." Elsa places her hand on his arm "We can just back up and-" She was interrupted by the sound of an angry driver getting out of his vehicle screaming his lungs out, when out of nowhere a man in a hospital gown came running and tackled him to the ground. "Kris turn around." The man kept screaming as the lunatic kept slamming his hands down on his face. "Kris, turn the car around!" Another man came running and lunged for the person in the passenger seat. "Kristoff!" Elsa voice went shrill as she kept pulling in his arm trying to snap him out of it. The two men seemed to be done with their assault and was now starting to move towards their car.

"Oh Fuck!" the sound of the wheels screeching followed as Kristoff turned the wheel as far as he could, driving off. He was ranting under his breath as Elsa told him to go left. Belle was still glancing out at the back window seeing how the two infected had given up their pursuit of the car.

Suddenly Kristoff hit the breaks as hoards of people came rushing towards the car. "Come on people, move!" He yelled but all Belle could think off was the thing causing these people to run. "Turn us around!" Her own voice was coming out as a shriek.

"I'm trying." A man ran straight into the car barely looking back as he just kept on running.

"We can't stop here Kris." Elsa's voice was tense as the people just kept on coming towards the car.

"I can't just run them over Elsa!"

"Then back up!"

"There are coming more of those things!" Belle's voice slightly shaking as she kept glancing out through the rear window.

"Dammit!" People jumped to the site as Kristoff pushed through. Seconds felt like minutes as they finally reached the end of the crowd and they could start gaining speed, but then out of the corner of Belle's eye she noticed something coming in fast.

"LOOK OUT!"

The sound of distant screams and Belle calling her name was what woke Elsa up. She met Kristoff's concerned eyes as he called out letting Belle know that she was all right. The metallic taste of blood lingered in her mouth as she seemed to regain her senses.

"Belle, honey are you okay?" Panic was thick in her voice. Elsa tried to look back but was incapable of catching the sight of the brunette.

"Yeah I'm fine, I just can't get out." Elsa let out a sigh of relief. She looked around. The car had been tilted onto it's side, making it impossible for her to climb out through the passenger door. Apparently it had been a big truck hitting them. As if reading her mind Kristoff started making motions for climbing out of his window.

"Watch out for the glass." He called over his shoulder as he jumped down from the car. Elsa quickly followed his lead, but just as she was about to jump down one of those things attacked Kristoff from behind.

"Get off him!" She yelled as she jumped down. She heard the sound of Kristoff screaming as his attacker started to beat on him uncontrollably. She tried to break in between them to get him off Kristoff but it was too strong and soon she felt herself colliding with the hard concrete. Kristoff let out another scream as he was desperately trying to fight the thing off, which seemingly tried to bite him in his neck. Acting on pure instinct Elsa grabbed a piece of broken glass and stabbed the thing in the neck. It let out an ear wrecking scream, but soon it fell silently to the ground with blood still gushing from its wound.

She felt sick. That thing, even with its twisted contorted face, had still been a person at one point. She had just killed another person. She bent over as she emptied her stomach's content all over the pavement. She felt a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Thank you." Kristoff's voice was raw, as he still slightly out of breath bent down next to her. Elsa didn't know how to respond, she knew that what she just had done might have saved her friend's life, but it didn't make her feel any better. She wiped her mouth and tried to blink back the tears in her eyes as she managed to mutter out a silent "you're welcome."

Kristoff gave her a faint smile but something caught his eye. "Elsa, you're bleeding." He grabbed her hand to inspect the wound but she pulled it out of his grip.

"It's nothing." She dismissively wiped her hand on her pants as she straighten her back, pushing away the guilt gnawing in her mind. She didn't mean to snap at him but she simply couldn't deal with it all. Elsa knew she had gotten lucky, she knew that she easily could have sliced the inside of her palm open, but the fact was that the blood that seemed to still be lingering on her hands wasn't hers. Kristoff's concerned look was still resting on her as she turned away.

"Come on, we got to get Belle out of there."

They hurried back to the car where Elsa desperately called out her girlfriend's name. People were rushing past them as Kristoff managed to kick in the sunroof, but as Belle was about to get on her feet she stumbled to the ground. "My leg, I-I think it's broken."

The sound of the screams were approaching, Elsa helped her to her feet as more people ran by them.

"I could carry her." Kristoff suggested.

"No." Elsa's voice was firm as she looked him in the eyes. "You are the only one who knows how to use a gun." She glanced briefly down at Belle before she continued on. "I'll support her, you just try to keep us safe." He gave her a firm nod.

Shattered glass and rubble was everywhere, it looked as if they had landed in the middle of a war zone. Limp bodies were lying scattered on the ground and screams kept on echoing in the streets. Elsa tried to support Belle as best as she could. People came running from behind them and Kristoff's face paled. "We are going to have to run."

Belle looked at her with pleading eyes. "Elsa." Her voice barely a whisper. "I'm scared." Kristoff made a motion for them to move and Elsa glanced back over her shoulder seeing hordes of those things coming running towards them.

"Don't worry sweetie." Elsa stopped so she could pick her up. "I got you, I promise everything is going to be okay." She started running as fast as she could. "Just close your eyes baby." Elsa didn't know how long she could keep going, her arms were already starting to hurt and she was running as fast as she could, but those things were bound to catch up with them and she didn't want Belle to see it.

Screams and shouts from behind could be heard as those things were closing the distance. Kristoff fired some shots but they were too many. He had this look on his face and then he ran, he ran as fast as he could. The shock of an exploding gas tank almost made Elsa stumble but she had to keep going.

Then he came back, Kristoff took Belle out of her arms and started sprinting towards a building to their right. Elsa tried to follow as quickly as her feet could carry her. She glanced back over her shoulders, some of those things were following her through the alley. Kristoff was standing in an open doorway, again he fired two shots as Elsa ran the last distance and he slammed the door closed behind her. Trying to catch her breath she stumbled to Belle who was leaning against a bar table for support. The sound of banging against the door made Elsa glance back at Kristoff who was pressing his back against it, struggling to keep it shut.

"Get to the highway! Go through the back and down the hill!"

"What?" Disbelief was clear in Belle's voice.

"I can outrun them, you just get yourselves to safety!"

Belle looked absolutely terrified as Elsa once again picked her up.

"We are not leaving you!" Belle protested.

"Just go!" Elsa gave him a silent nod, and before Belle had the chance to protest any further they were out off the bar.

"Elsa put me down, we can't just leave him!" She could feel Belle struggling against her as they were heading towards the hill but she only tightened her grip further.

"Sweetie listen to me, he is going to be fine, okay?"

It killed Elsa inside to just leave, but he was right. If they had stayed they would all have been killed for sure. This way… At least they had a chance, and Kristoff could outrun them. He was going to be fine, he simply had to be.

Belle had stopped her protesting as they started heading down the hill. Elsa's feet and arms felt like lead but they had to keep going.

"We're almost there."

In the distance they could see the faint lights of flashlights illuminating the dark.

She pressed on until they finally reached the bottom of the hill where they were met by a man in a military uniform.

"Stop!" His voice was firm and authoritative as he held aimed the flashlight to their faces, blinding them.

"M-my girlfriend, we need help."

"I said stop!" The clear threat in the man's voice almost made Elsa stumble a couple of steps back.

"Please, my girlfriend, her leg is broken. We're not infected!"

He gave no reply as he still held the light in their faces and leaned his head against his shoulder.

"Got a couple of civilians in the outer perimeter. Please advise."

"Elsa, what about Kristoff?" She glanced down at Belle with a small smile on her lips.

"First we get you to safety and then I go back for him, okay?"

"But sir… it's just two girls" The blood in Elsa's veins ran cold. "Yes, Sir."

She registered from the corner of her eye how he raised his gun and with her last strength she turned around and threw herself and Belle to the ground as the shots were fired.

She felt a sharp pain in her shoulder but it was nothing compared to the absolute horror she felt as the light of the flashlight hit her face.

"Please don't." She pleadingly reached out her hand but he simply lifted his gun and the sound of a shot followed.

It took a second for Elsa to register what had just happened. She could barely focus on anything else than her heart racing as the soldier slowly fell forward.

Kristoff's hands were shaking as he held on to his gun while walking up to the limp figure on the ground. Elsa wanted to thank him, but instead she followed Kristoff's gaze behind her as he let out a silent "Oh, no.."

And first then did Elsa register the sound off silent whimpers.

"Belle!?" She turned around to where Belle was laying with her hands covering her stomach. She threw herself down on the ground next to her, her eyes desperately searching her broken figure.

"Move your hands baby." Tears were welling up in Elsa's eyes as Belle cried out in pain. "I know baby, I know." With trembling hands Elsa tried to apply pressure to the wound.

She felt Belle desperately grasping on to her hands trying to make her stop.

"Please baby, I know it hurts b-but you're going to be okay." Belle raised her hand and carefully brushed it against her cheek. "Baby, just-"Elsa turned her head around panic completely dominating her features.

"Kristoff get your ass over here and help me! I-I can't..." She pleadingly looked at him, but then everything suddenly fell so awfully silent.

"Belle?" Elsa looked down but she received no response.

"Baby…?" Belle's eyes remained fixed on the empty night sky.

"Come on, don't do this to me sweetie." Tears were gushing down Elsa's face as she pulled Belle onto her lap. "Please?" Something in the depths of Belle's eyes had vanished. "I need you." She brushed away a stray lock of brown hair as she kept on desperately searching her girlfriend's eyes.

"Please don't leave me."

Uncontrollable sobs started leaving her mouth as she pulled Belle into her arms, rocking them both back and forth with her chin resting on top of her head.

"Don't do this to me baby." She closed her eyes, her words barely a whisper as tears spilled uncontrollably down her face.

"Please God, just please… don't do this. Come on baby, I need you, just… please. Don't leave me"