Baker's Dozen of Wicked

A/N: So my plan right now is for this to be a 13 chapter fic... we'll see how that goes I never keep goals like that, Fics always go long with me.

Chapter 2: I Need You

"Oh god, she kicks just as hard as she punches." Hans was kneeling holding his stomach and trying to preserve some royal dignity as he resisted the urge to throw up. Elsa had order her men to take him into the throne room as she gathered advisers. He had only been there for a few minutes before Anna had passed by the throne room, spotted him, walked over, and while he was trying to reintroduce himself, kneed him in the stomach.

Elsa walked into the throne room to see Anna standing over the grimacing prince. "Anna?"

"Why is he here?" Anna's voice carried anger as she pointed at the downed prince.

Elsa walked to the throne, raising a hand to straiten her hair. "Anna... he..."

"WHY is HE here?" Anna raised her voice moving towards her sister.

"ANNA!" Elsa snapped, slashing her hand through the air, a blast of ice hitting the floor to her left. Elsa flinched bringing her hand to her chest as she sighed trying to easy her swirling emotions. "I need you calm."

Anna looked at Elsa who was trying to regain her composer, before spinning around to glare at Hans. "What did you do now." Anna was still agitated as she shot a glance to Elsa who had taken a seat on the throne.

"Anna. Come here." Elsa called her voice a strange tone of agitation.

Anna again looked to her sister who was sitting with proper form on the throne but looking down at the ground her hands folded in her lap. Anna glanced back at the downed prince before moving to stand in front of her sister.

Elsa leaned back in her seat slightly placing her hands on the arms of the chair before speaking in a hushed whisper she was sure only her sister could hear. "Anna listen to me. There will soon be a meeting. I need you to stand by my side, stay calm, and please place your hand over mine."

Anna took note of the hidden worry on her sisters face, the tense way she was holding herself, the odd request to hold her hand and the pieces fell into place. She realized that whatever reason prompted Hans' presence, had her sister worried or even fearful. Lastly it downed on Anna just how much Elsa was look to lean on her for strength. "Ok, I love you." Anna whispered back as she stepped to Elsa's side and placed her hand on top of her sister's hand.

Hans lifted himself to a standing position dusting himself off and strengthening his royal jacket. He glared at the two women as advisers began to file into the room with guards at their side. When everyone was in the room Elsa nodded and the doors were closed.

For Elsa The next minutes passed in a blur with advisers yelling, making demands, and anger swirling through the room. Her own emotion plagued her, but every assault of fear was held off by Anna warm hand on her's.

Hans meanwhile seemed to to thrive in the chaos as his news was received as poorly as he had thought it would be. Then came the accusations of lies, the comments that he was a spy, that he himself still had his eyes set on usurping Elsa and that he could not be trusted. Hans addressed each accusation with a quick remark to defuse or shift focus, and at the end of nearly half an hour of yelling and arguing he stood in the middle of the throne room staring at Elsa and waiting for her word on the mater. Proudly, Hans smirked as he was able to even use how he had manage the safety of the people during the great freeze as a final point to show his compliance.

To Anna it only made sense. If Elsa had powers over the cold and white hair, she herself with her red hair should have power over heat. If so, then with enough anger and rage she could set Hans ablaze if she just glared hard enough. Hans' grin as the yelling died down only furthered her wish to have those abilities.

"Well my queen. What is your word?" The head adviser asked as the room finally fell silent.

Elsa closed her eyes and exhaled slowly before gracefully standing up and taking a deep breath. "Prince Hans claim of a coming conflict are considered valid. His service, to this Kingdom for the duration of this turmoil, is granted."

Hans turned looking back at the advisers. "Good me, and my men will began making sure the fortification are in-"

"However." Elsa continued. "Prince Hans will serve in an adviser position only. He'll be restricted to assigned chambers, he'll be accompanied by guards at all times and should he wish to travel to anywhere outside of the castle it can be approved only by my word." Elsa took another breath her tone cold. "Furthermore, his men will not be allowed in the castle at any time, and are restricted to the confines of their boat after dark. Those are the condition."

Hans merely smiled and bow. "Of course, if that is what you wish for now."

"Tomorrow we'll began meetings to discuss preparations. You are all dismissed until then." Elsa nodded her head in a bow as the people in the room returned the gesture and exited. It took a moment before everyone leave the room but as soon as the doors to the throne closed Elsa turned pulling Anna into a deep embrace. "Thank you."

Anna returned the hug before smiling. "This is all that Hans' fault. If I hadn't been such a fool before..."

"No..." Elsa pulled away letting a smile cross her face. "Enough about this... how about we get some chocolate and enjoy the rest of today."

Anna had become much better at know when her sister need a retreat from the demands of Queen. This seemed like one of those times. "I beat I can eat more than you." Anna returned her sister's smile as she turned walking toward the rear exit of the throne room.

Elsa softly chuckled as she followed. "Oh, we'll see."


A/N: Please review with anything that you guy would like to see in this fic... now that the set up is complete and out of the way... i have a brief plot planned but I'd love some fun scene if you can think of any.