My True Love Gave To Me
Rating: T
Word Count: 621

Romance/Hurt/Comfort/Family

Modern AU

"Do you love Christmas?" Anna drags Kristoff through the shopping centre, marvelling at the christmas decorations, and singing along with the merry Christmas carols playing over the loud speaker. "Because I love christmas. You must love christmas. Everyone loves christmas. Except that. 'Bah Humbug' guy. What's his name? Scrooge. Scrooge. You're not Scrooge."

"FeistyPants," Kristoff chuckles, putting his hand on her shoulder. "Calm down."
"I just caaan't" Anna whines. "Look at all the lights and sparkles and Santa!" She grabs his hand again and pulls him through the crowd of Christmas shoppers, towards the Santa sitting in the centre, a child sitting on his lap. She stands next to the fence, and squeezes Kristoff's hand as another child climbs on Santa's lap. Kristoff rolls his eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes." She looks at him accusingly. "Scrooooge."
He grins. "I'm not Scrooge Anna."
Anna smiles and her eyes sparkle. "Tell you what, prove you're not a Scrooge. Let me drag you around this place." He groans. "And you're not allowed to complain, and I get to shop."
"Anna," he sighs, rubbing his face. "What does this have to do with Christmas, and me being a Scrooge?"
"It's Christmas shopping, duh." She looks at him like it was plainly obvious. Grabbing his hand again she pulls him away from the Santa. "Come on, come on. Come on!"
Kristoff shakes his head, laughing, and jogs up to her. She pulls up infront of a store, with dresses littered around the shop.
"Ooooooh." She looks at Kristoff, her eyes sparkling with joy. She drags him in and starts shifting through the multiple clothes racks.

"OOoh!" She exclaims, pulling out clothes.

"Anna," Kristoff humors. "Somehow I don't think this is Christmas shopping."

"Shhh!" He rolls his eyes again.

She skips to the back to the shop, still holding Kristoff's hand, and looks in awe at the sparkly gold and silver dresses. She pulls one out and looks at its tight-body-hugging style. Kristoff feels her hand slip out of his. He looks at her and sees her hugging her chest, her eyes on the floor and her bottom lip clenched tightly between her teeth.

"On second thought," she whispers. "I'm happy not to go shopping."

She turns away and begins to walk off. Kristoff puts his hand on her shoulder and turns her around.

"Anna," he says softly, bending down, and looking at her with concern. "What's wrong, love?"
She sighs. "It's, it's nothing."
"It obviously is." He puts his finger under her chin and lifts her head until their eyes are level. "Anna, please tell me."
She sniffs. "Ok. Just don't be mad ok?" Kristoff's heart clenches. He nods. "Well I, I tried on one of my dresses last week and it didn't fit."
Kristoff tilts his head slightly. "Ok. What's wrong with that."
"Well, I've been sick for weeks, and it's been completely out of the blue." She sniffs as she starts to tear up. "I, I missed my, my-" A sob racks her body. "So I went to the doctors." Kristoff feels his breath freeze.
She looks up at him, fresh tears trickling down her face. "Kris, I'm pregnant."
He feels his heart stop. "You're, you're-"
"It's yours." She looks back down and folds in on herself. "I'm sorry, I-" She shrieks as he lifts her up into a hug.
"I'm going to be a father." Kristoff beams and gazes lovingly at Anna. She sighs in relief. "We're going to have a family." He laughs and connects their lips.

A couple behind then congratulates them.

"So," Kristoff says, a glit in his eyes. "Shopping."

Anna smiles. "Baby shopping."

Kristoff picks her up in a hug and walks off, a giggling Anna in his arms.