"I brought you flowers," Anna whispers, her voice falling on deaf ears as Elsa continues to stare off in the opposite direction. Anna shuffles her feet and picks at the flowers in her hands. She had picked out a cheerful bouquet of white daisies and yellow roses hoping to lift Elsa's spirits, but so far she hadn't even succeeded in getting her sister to look at her. She takes a look around the room. There isn't much to comment on- just four white walls and the faint smell of disinfectant spray. "We should get you out of here soon," she says quietly.
Elsa's grip tightens on the dull blue hospital sheets wrapped around her body. She clenches her jaw and swallows hard before clearing her throat. "Why are you here," she asks offhandedly, not bothering to turn toward her sister. She can't bare to look Anna in the eyes. Not right now. Not like this.
Anna looks down at the flowers wishing she was anywhere but here. "I just want to take you home… help you get better," the last part comes out so quietly that she wasn't sure that Elsa had heard it. She hadn't seen her sister in three years and now she was standing over her hospital bed.
Elsa rips the sheets from her body and turns to face Anna. Anna can see the tears streaming down her cheeks and she realizes that Elsa has been crying this entire time. Elsa sniffs and gestures toward the stumps that are where her legs once were. "I don't have legs, Anna!" Elsa's voice is hoarse and strained. Anna can clearly feel the pain emanating from each word that the older woman says, and she isn't sure how to respond. "How are you going to help me get better? Are you going to bring back my legs?" Elsa's body begins to shake with her sobs.
Anna cringes at the small amount of hope she hears in Elsa's voice as she cries out the question. She continues to silently stare down at the flowers in her hands. "I can't do that," she says despondently.
The doctor enters the rooms with a wheelchair, interrupting the tension between the sisters. He begins to speak, his voice cheery. "You ready to get out of here, Elsa? I know you're tired of staring at these walls." He ignores the fact that Elsa is sobbing as he silently waits for her to answer the question. When he gets no response he walks over to the bed and he gives Elsa a final checkup. After making sure that everything is fine he smiles down at her. "I think you can leave with your sister today. We will schedule an appointment for you to get fitted for prosthetics later. I think you deserve to be in a familiar setting."
Anna walks forward and tries to match the cheerfulness of the doctor, hoping she can inspire some type of hope inside of her sister. "I set up your room really nice, Elsa." Elsa doesn't respond to either one of them.
A couple of nurses enter the room and they manage to get Elsa into the wheelchair, even though she doesn't aid in moving her body. Once she is situated the nurses leave and the doctor places a hand on her shoulder. "Thank you for your service to our country." He gives Anna a nod before exiting the hospital room.
Anna drops the flowers in the trash with a thud, before getting behind her sister and gripping the cold rubber handles of the wheelchair. She pushes the chair out the door and enters the hallway. She then begins walking toward the entrance of the building. Once she exits she looks down to Elsa and gives her a smile. Elsa just blankly stares ahead of her without acknowledging that Anna is there. Anna pushes the wheelchair toward her car and stops near the passenger door. She opens the door and turns to Elsa. "It would help a lot if you aided me in getting you into the car." Elsa remains silent. "I know you're upset-"
Elsa lets out a small grunt and sticks out her arms. Anna leans forward as Elsa wraps an arm around her neck. She tentatively reaches for the nubs that are Elsa's legs and Elsa turns away from her. Anna places her hand under them and begins to lift Elsa. She places her in the passenger seat before reaching for the seatbelt. Elsa grabs her arm. "I can do that. I'm not a damn invalid, Anna." Anna silently retracts her hand and gives Elsa an apologetic nod. She rolls the wheelchair to the trunk and opens it before folding the chair and placing it inside.
Anna gets in the car and turns to Elsa. "Is there anything you would like to eat?" Elsa just stares out of the window as Anna starts the engine of the car.