Anna whistled a familiar tune while she went over everything again. The flat was in order, the table was set, and dinner was cooking. She glanced at the oven again to check the chicken roasting in it and smiled when she saw it was turning brown. The juices were falling down onto the plate of vegetables and potatoes just below it. Just like Elsa likes it!

"Hey, it smells good in here." said Kristoff as he came into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes and still in his pajamas. He had a night shift last night, which explained why he was only getting up now.

"Yep. Elsa is eating with us today!" the redhead joyfully announced to her fiance.

"I figured that out. You never cook that much when it's just the two of us." the tall guy answered with a smile, teasing her.

"Tsk. At least she tells me it's good when I cook. And she's always eating processed food, I have to make sure she eats something healthy at least once a week."

"Sure. Well, I'm not gonna complain since I get to take advantage of it too." He came closer and they shared a soft quick kiss. It seemed Kristoff was craving for more, because his strong hands soon reached for her waist.

"We don't have time for this, Kris. She'll be here anytime."

"Yeah… but with my work and everything else, we barely have any time left together..."

To be honest the last time they had taken some time to get intimate had been quite a long time ago. How many days? Weeks maybe?

His hands grew bolder and she skillfully got away from him. "No time! I still have to get dressed. And you too, by the way."

Kristoff sighed, defeated, and nodded. "I'm gonna take a shower. I suppose you don't want to join me either?"

Anna chuckled. "Nope. Stop trying to get your way, this is not happening today."

"Damn. At least I tried."

Taking pity on him, Anna playfully kissed him again and then went back to their bedroom while he retreated to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and wondered what she should wear today. She didn't have to go out, but it was Sunday, and her sister was coming over. So, it was like a family reunion. I should wear something nice.

She took some time looking at her reflection, before deciding on what to wear. For her entire childhood, and even more so during her teenage years, she had thought she was ugly, particularly because of her freckles. It had taken her quite some time, and a lot of reassuring from other people, especially Kris, to realize she was actually quite pretty. Am I being narcissistic? Whatever, I like the way I look now. Her turquoise blue eyes were cute, and she had come to like the freckles that made her a bit special. And she had been graced with a gracious, slim silhouette with a generous figure.

She had just finished preparing herself when the doorbell rang. She quickly checked her hair, which she had done in two braids as usual, and went to open the door. As expected, Elsa was behind it, wearing a long skirt with a gray hoodie. She hugged her, shortly, because she knew her sister wasn't too much into that kind of gesture- and welcomed her.

"Hey sis. Come in."

"Hi Anna."

The blonde girl came in and Anna closed the door behind her while Elsa took off her trainers.

"Still wearing trainers? You should try wearing heels someday."

"They're comfortable." answered her sister with a shrug, and Anna couldn't help but smile.

"Let's go to the living room."

"Kristoff isn't here?" Elsa asked, surprised.

"He's taking a shower. He worked all night, so he just got up."

"You should have told me. We could have postponed our lunch."

"Na, it's fine. Don't try to escape this, you know I won't let you." Sometimes Anna wondered what Elsa would do if she wasn't here. For all she knew, and she knew everything about Elsa, her sister had no friends, never went out, and only saw people at her work because she had convinced her to do it. And the worst part was that she clearly made no effort to change this. I guess she's convinced herself she's never going to meet anyone. That's kind of sad… I just hope she can be happy that way.

"Well, believe it or not, I actually quite like coming here. I've been looking forward to it all week."

"Great! Me too! Sit at the table then. I'm sure Kris won't be long."

Kris did arrive a few minutes later and they quickly started eating dinner, which was clearly to her sister's liking, judging by the amount of chicken she gulped down. They spoke about everything and nothing, until Kristoff started speaking about the Red Mane.

"I don't know how long she'll keep up like this, but petty criminals are starting to be scared of her." the big blonde guy said.

"Really?" asked Elsa, obviously interested. They had often spoken about her in the last weeks, because it was clearly the most important thing happening in the city right now, and Anna believed her sister supported the vigilante as well.

"Yes. Well, as much as I hate saying it, they fear her much more than us." he admitted.

"I can see why" answered Anna with a chuckle. "They know most cops are working for the biggest criminals of the city. And the others can't really do anything. But getting shot by an arrow… that's something new."

"Don't you think she's… uh… interfering with police department's work?" asked the blonde, and Anna chuckled again.

"She's doing their jobs, that's for sure. No offense, hon." She winked at her fiance and he just shrugged. She knew how ashamed he was of his coworkers. "I'm glad she's here, anyway. I feel safer knowing there's someone out there willing to protect innocent people."

"Well, she's not the only one..." said Kris miserably and Anna put a comforting hand on his knee.

"Of course. I know you want that too. And I'm sure there are other good cops like you, but she can actually do something. She's not restrained like you are."

"How so?" asked Elsa.

"Well…" started Kristoff. "The thing is, the police have to follow orders. They won't ask good cops to do something against the law. Well, not if they can just throw us somewhere else. But most of the time, we're sent far from where the real action takes place. And if we ever come upon someone… what can we do? People don't respect us anymore, and criminals don't fear us. We have no authority and our hands are tied. Vigilantes on the other hand… they hide behind a mask, so they can't expect retribution like us. And they answer to no one. You can't imagine what's happening at the station… I'm telling you, the only hope of this city, if there is still some, lies in brave people like her and what they're willing to do."

Kris rarely spoke of his job with her, but Anna knew how hard it was. In the past, he had told her horrible stories about coworkers being framed for murders because they were too nosy, good men forced to kill or make horrible deals to protect their families, and many other things. She had often tried to convince him to change his mind and look for another job, but he had never flinched.

"Do you really think she's having a positive impact on the city?"

"Of course, we need to switch things up. People need to believe the town can be saved. They need to have hope. Right now, it's as if you have better prospects in life if you're on the wrong side of the law. We need to bring things back in order." added Kris.

"And you think she can make it?" asked Elsa. Anna didn't understand her sister right now. How could she doubt it? The Red Mane was the best thing that had ever happened to this town.

"Of course! People are already supporting her. I know I do. Since she's been here, I can't help but think things are getting better." she told her.

"I agree on this too." said Kris. "I'm just afraid she'll get caught some day. She's alone after all, and I'm pretty sure there's already a bounty on her head. The day she gets caught, all hope will disappear instantly."

When Elsa got home later that night, she didn't know what to think about the vigilante situation. She locked her door and crashed on her bed before sending a text to her sister to tell her that she had gotten home safely. She had not realized how much the Red Mane meant for Anna. And to hear Kris, a cop, praise her as well… what if she really is what the city needs? What would have happened to me if she hadn't been here? And yet I'm not completely powerless. But how many innocent and defenseless men and women are assaulted, robbed and killed everyday?

She changed quickly, getting into her pajamas, and slipped under the covers of her bed. I have this power. Maybe she's right. Maybe I should use it to do some good. And besides that, Merida had said she was not the only one with powers. I need to know why I have these powers. I need to find someone else like me in this world. I have to find proof that I'm not a freak.

She had trouble sleeping that night, once again considering the offer that the vigilante had made her last week. The idea of joining her was so crazy. She had hidden her powers her entire life. She had become a lonely, socially-awkward woman because of it. What am I doing with my life? What if it was the answer to getting things back in order? Not only for the city, not only for my sister, but for me too? Every day that she went to visit her sister and saw her with Kris, she couldn't help but think she was missing on something. How would it feel to know that people are happy I'm here for them? How would it be to save someone and see the recognition on their face? She still remembered how relieved and happy she had felt when she had seen the red vigilante coming to her rescue that night. Shouldn't I give the same to others? And she doesn't even have powers like me. What if she's right? What if we can do so much more than that together? I don't even know what I'm capable of.

Her night was rough, and she barely slept, but in the morning, she knew what she had to do. It was time to change her life. What do I have to lose anyway? Somewhere in her mind, she knew it was a bad idea. That it was a decision sprung from desperation or boredom. But Arendelle City had to change, and she had to change herself too. Maybe it's more about me than about the city. I need to shake things up.

She grabbed her phone before she could change her mind, and searched through her contact list. She hesitated for a second, then hit the call button. It rang four times, and she was ready to abandon her idea and get back to her boring life when someone took the call.

"Hey."

"Huh… hi. It's Elsa."

"Elsa? Elsa who?" She didn't recognize the voice. Was it a wrong number? She suddenly felt hollow inside at the idea she didn't have the right number and would never be able to join Merida. Did she even mean it? Then she realized how much it affected her. Two minutes ago I wasn't even sure I wanted to do this, and now I'm disappointed?

"We… met last week. On a street. At night."

"Oh! You're the ice girl!"

Relief came to her and Elsa smiled. It seemed she wanted that change more than she had thought at first.

"Yes. I guess you could say that. I forgot that you didn't even know my name."

"Yeah. Well, I understand. When you want to hide, it's not the best thing to tell. So… have you thought about the whole partner thing?"

"Yes… I'm think I'm in."

"Really? That's great! I swear to you, you won't regret it."

"O… ok."

"Do you have time this morning? Are you working or something?" asked Merida.

"Not really. I mostly work from my home. And I'm self-employed."

"That's great! I've been up all night, so maybe you could come and see me before my afternoon nap?"

Elsa tried to ease her racing heart. This is it. "Yes."

"Great. I'm gonna text you the address of one of my hideouts." One? How many of them does she have?

"I'll, meet you there, then."

"See you later, Ice Girl."

"My name's..."

"I know, Ice Girl." the vigilante interrupted her. "You've told me before. But you'll need a nickname, right?"

"I… I guess." It sounded so surreal right now.

"Bye then."

Elsa tried not to think too much about what she was doing. Stop thinking and act. She dressed up quickly, grabbed her coat and left her apartment. She knew it could be the biggest mistake of her life, but right now she focused on the feeling of hope inside her. Things are gonna change.

Notes:

Thanks for the reviews on last chapter.

Anon guest: Glad you like it! And I agree I'm really grateful to have a proofreader :D