Ok so this fanfic has taken quite a lot of time and planning, as I wanted it to be a lengthy story rather than short smut. Don't be fooled kiddos, there will be some smut…but not yet! We all need drama, and fluff, followed by drama….and a hella lot more fluff! So keep with me – reviews welcome! Ooh, and suggestions! I love me some suggestions, so get involved dudes! We're all on this Elsanna ride together….see you all in hell for shipping this! Haha!


By the time Anna pulled into the car park of her flat, the clouds had opened slightly, and had let small drizzles of warm rain patter the pavement around her.
Anna clambered out of her car, reaching to the back seat to grab a gym bag that held her spare scrubs.

A large raindrop landed on the bridge of Anna's nose, and rolled down to the tip, as she brushed it off with the back of her hand. Slinging the gym bag over her right shoulder, she reached in her pocket for her keys and headed through the front door.

Topaz coloured eyes...

The elevator music hummed quietly above Anna's head, as she thought about whether Hans would be mad that she was so late home.

I'll just have to explain about work being hard, and that I needed some space. Anna glanced down at her fob watch that was pinned just above her left breast.

9.12pm.

He's probably run me a bath, she thought to herself as the elevator doors pinged open, revealing a dimly lit corridor. Hans was considerate and caring, and always offered to make Anna a bath, or rub her feet after a long day on the ward. He understood how stressful and time consuming her job was, despite having a strenuous job himself.
Hans was a marketing executive for a large company, and was quite high up in the business. This required him to travel a lot on business trips, sometimes for a few days, leaving Anna to the flat all by herself. She didn't mind though. In fact, she actually enjoyed the times when Hans was away on business. He was leaving again tomorrow for a night, and Anna was looking forward to sitting on the couch with a bottle of wine and far too much chocolate.

Of course Anna loved Hans. Well, she thought she did.

Is love just finding someone who you have a lot in common with, and simply living together, eating, sleeping, and having average sex?

Anna had always dreamt of meeting her 'prince' since a young age. Someone who made her heart flutter, and her stomach twist. Who made her hands clammy, and her eyes swoon. She had dreamt of meeting 'the one' all her life. But of course, the teenage years came, and guys were only obsessed with Anna's large breasts. They had no interest in being her 'prince charming.' Then three years at Medical School resulted in her realising University guys simply want to have a quick shag.
So Anna found Hans. A man who treated her with much more respect than most, he didn't just view her as a sexual object.

But Anna was no longer convinced that Prince's existed. And although Hans was caring, and loving, and kind, Anna's heart didn't flutter, and her stomach didn't twist. Her hands didn't go clammy. Her eyes didn't swoon.

But he loved her, so therefore Anna dutifully loved him back.

As Anna reached her door, she hesitated for only a moment, before turning the handle, and stepping inside.

Platinum blonde hair...

She shook her head, confused at why she kept thinking of the girl on the beach.

Anna pushed the door and stepped into the flat.

"Wait - what...?!" Anna gasped as she stared into the room. Tiny candles flickered everywhere: on the table, the kitchen counter, the windowsill, their tiny flames dancing around and casting a golden glow across the otherwise dark flat.
On the centre of the breakfast bar, a majestic bouquet of red roses stood proudly, next to a bottle of champagne. Two slim glass flutes.

"Anna..."

Anna jumped, and turned her head to see Hans standing in the corner of the flat, a nervous expression flooded his face.

"I have something I want to ask you..."

Anna's eyes grew wide with confusion, as she stared at Hans up and down. "Hans- wha - what's going on? What's with all the candles? And - and the flowers! I mean, they're gorgeous...and - I mean - wait...What's happening?"

Anna's rambling was cut off by one swift movement from Hans. He took a lunge forward, and knelt to the floor on one knee.

Anna gasped, bringing her hand up to cover her mouth. She blinked rapidly, as if her eyes weren't fully comprehending what was happening.

"Anna," Hans began again. "My love, I'm going to say something crazy...will you..." he inhaled deeply, reaching into his pocket to retrieve a small black velvet ring box, his large hands fumbling to open it. With one quick *snap*, Hans opened the box, revealing a beautiful sparkling engagement ring; a thin silver band studded with tiny diamonds, that encircled one giant stone that shone in the centre of the ring.
"Will you marry me...?"

Hans stared up at her with wide, green eyes. Desperation beamed from them. They were an olive green colour...nothing special.

Not like the beautiful eyes I saw earlier on the beach. Wait - what? Why am I thinking this? Oh god, I've got to answer him! Wh-what do I say?!

Hans visibly panicked, his eyes shifting from side to side, trying desperately to read Anna's that stared back at him. "...Er...Anna?"

Anna snapped out of her daydream of those blue, blue eyes, and focussed back on Hans. "Oh...um..I..."

I what? I don't want to marry him! But...I can't say no. Look at him, I can't say no it'll break his heart.

She sighed as she remembered what she had said to Kristoff when they'd first become friends:

"...because if I'm with Hans, then I'm not lonely. And anything's better than being alone..."

"Hans..." Anna began, nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her left ear. "Um...I...y-yes?"

Ugh that was convincing dickhead.

Hans jumped up from the floor, rushing to Anna and lifting her slim frame into the air, adrenaline taking over his body in a frantic way.

"YES! My darling! I'm so happy!" He sung, "I was so worried you were going to say no - what with us not being together that long, but I just had to do it! And you've said yes, my beautiful Anna!"

He grabbed Anna's face between his hands, and attempted to kiss her passionately, mashing their lips together in a hastily manner. Anna kept her mouth closed, forbidding Hans to deepen the kiss. She was too busy shaking. Too busy thinking about what she had just agreed to.

Hans began jumping and dancing around the small flat, exclaiming his happiness as he opened the bottle of champagne. With a loud *POP* the cork flew across the room and a burst of fizzy foam swam from the neck of the bottle.

Hans poured two glasses, and reached his hand out, offering one of the flutes to Anna.

"A drink, for the future Mrs Southern?" He smirked.

Anna swallowed hard, a loud 'gulp' emitting from her throat.

Mrs Southern? But...I don't want to change my name. I like being me! Anna Spring!

She giggled nervously, but stepped further into the flat, throwing her gym bag that was still on her shoulder to the floor, and walking over to Hans, retrieving the glass from his hand.
"Well..." she started, "cheers I - er - suppose?" Once again, Anna giggled nervously, and tucked the disobeying strand of hair behind her ear.

Hans grinned down at her like a Cheshire Cat.
"Cheers!"

*CLINK!*

Later that evening, they were curled up on the couch when Anna thought of her again.

The girl on the beach.

Hans was laughing along loudly to a reality TV programme, his arm draped over the back of the couch, hand resting on Anna's shoulder.
She shuffled on the couch, her leggings that she had changed into bunching at the knees.

Well, this is what marriage is going to be like. Hmm.

Anna peered carefully at Hans' face, eyeing his red hair, and the sideburns that sculptured his strong jaw. His hair wasn't as vibrant red as Anna's, and he didn't have as many freckles.
Kristoff always made a joke that gingers stuck together.

Suppose they do. She thought to herself.

Anna was a beautiful red head. The type that turned heads whenever she walked down the street. Dark auburn locks that curled beautifully around her heart shaped face, and complimented her tanned skin tone. She had a dusting of freckles over the bridge of her nose and cheeks. They stopped as they got further down her face, and started again on her shoulders; tiny little dots that speckled over her golden skin. Anna's eyes were not the typical red head colour of green. Instead, Anna had beautiful cerulean coloured eyes that were circled in a deep teal.

"Eyes like the ocean", her mother had always said.

They were large and round, complimented beautifully by thick black lashes that required hardly any mascara.
Anna always joked that she didn't really need to wear any make-up blush on her cheeks, as her tendency to embarrass herself meant her cheekbones were always flooded with a deep pink blushing.

Anna's beautiful face was held high above a curvaceous figure; a slim waist that curved outwards as it reached her hips, and volumptuous breasts that were slightly larger than what was normal for her slim frame. She was blessed with fast metabolism, therefore rarely bothered with exercise or the gym, unlike Hans who was obsessed with working out.
Anna always stated that it was her nursing that kept her slim, running round wards all day was similar to a work out on the treadmill, but always laughed that one day she would wake up huge with the amount of chocolate and junk food she ate.

"Ahh no way!" Hans laughed at the screen, making Anna jump. He turned to look at her. "Sorry love, thought you were nodding off."

"Oh..er, no…" Anna twisted a strand of hair round her finger, and looked up into Hans' eyes.

"Are you alright hun? You been quiet all night?"

Honestly, I don't know. I don't think I can do this, I can't live like this forever. This boring, mundane existence. It's too….normal!

Anna shifted in her seat again. "Er…yes I'm fine darling…" Her eyes darted away and looked at the ground. "To be honest with you, I've got a killer headache. Might actually just nip to the store and get some meds. We don't have any left do we?"

Hans looked at her with a puzzled expression on her face. "Er, don't know love. Y'alright going out in this rain?"

Anna laughed. "Oh it's only a shower," she said, jumping up from the couch and straightening her loose t shirt.

God, I need some air.

Grabbing her bag from the floor, she turned to Hans. "I'll be back in ten."

Hans returned to the TV, "Ok, babe. See you in a bit."

Anna retrieved her keys from the table, and fled to the door, practically running down the corridor.


Anna jumped into the front seat of the car, flicking the engine on in a flash.

Oh my god, what am I going to do?

The rain thundered down on the window of the car, the wiper blades viciously thrashing from side to side.

This…I can't do this…I can't live like this anymore!

A flash of lightening sparked outside, illuminating the street as Anna's car raced down the road.

Oh Hans, Anna thought, I'm so sorry…I just…I can't go on living a life that's so ordinary. I need excitement…I need fire! I need to feel something in my heart!

The rain continued to batter the car, as Anna began to pick up speed. She had no idea where she was going, but she felt as though she was suffocating. Like every decision in her life had been made for her.

Anna thrusted the wheel sharply to the left, as her car skidded round the corner. The headlights of her car suddenly flashed, and lit up a ghostly figure that had run into the middle of the road.

"AGHHHHHH!"

Anna screamed as she slammed on her breaks, the car skidding slightly as it came to a dramatic halt.

Eyes wide with fear, she snapped her head up to see who was in the middle of the road.

Standing inches away from the bonnet of Anna's car, a petrified figure of a girl stood with her hands out in front of her, her body shaking with fear.
Soaking wet platinum blonde hair caked against her dripping skin, the topaz coloured eyes stared straight into Anna's, an expression of complete terror on her face.

"Oh my god…." Anna whispered, "It's you!"