Elsa rushed down the hallway towards her sister's bedroom. A flurry of servants, personal guards and advisors following in her wake, trying to bring her up to speed on the events that had transpired in her absence. She couldn't hear a word of it though, so fixated was she on getting to her sister. She drew up short as she turned the corner and saw Kristoff leaning, dejected against the wall. She silenced her advisors with one hand and rushed to her brother in law.

He pushed off the wall and turned bloodshot eyes to her. She opened her arms and he almost fell into them, clinging onto her with desperation in his grip. She held him back for a moment before leaning back and questioning.

"Have you heard anything?"

Kristoff shook his head wearily, "Not a word,"

Elsa stood and turned to the door, ready to raise her hand to knock when it opened and the slightly balding doctor with oversized glasses came out into the hallway. Kristoff was at her side in an instant.

"How is she? Can I see her? Is she going to be ok?"

The doctor held up his hands

"Take it easy Kristoff, she is awake and you can both come in to see her now,"

The doctor backed out of the doorway and Kristoff rushed in to see his wife, Elsa following close behind.

Elsa paused when she saw Anna. She was lying back on the bed, eyes closed, looking physically exhausted and pale. Elsa watched as Kristoff dropped to his knees by her bedside and gently took one of her hands. She hung back a moment as they exchanged whispered words to each other and he pressed his forehead against hers.

Unable to wait any longer though, she stepped forward.

Anna's face lit up when she saw her

"Elsa!" she said, but then her face fell, "you're not supposed to be back until next month!"

"I know, but I couldn't stay away, not with whatever is going on with you," Elsa said softly, coming around the bed to sit on the edge and reaching out and grabbing Anna's free hand, Kristoff had not let go of the one he had claimed, and did not look like he was going to anytime soon.

"Did the doctor tell you what's wrong with you?" Elsa asked hesitantly.

Anna nodded, putting on a brave face, but Elsa thought she could detect a trace of fear in her eyes.

"He said I have something called Placenta Praevia which is something to do with the placenta moving where it shouldn't. I'm sure it will all be fine though, I just need a little rest."

She smiled and closed her eyes as she said this, but Elsa still sensed the lie. This was more serious than Anna was letting on. She squeezed her sister's hand before rising off the bed to find the doctor.

He was standing in the corner, observing. She approached him and stopped in front of him.

"Thank you for seeing my sister," she said.

"It is an honor to serve your family your majesty," the doctor replied.

Elsa nodded her head politely, the customary politeness ingrained in her since childhood rising to the fore before she asked what was really burdening her.

"How bad is she?"

The doctor looked thoughtful for a moment before beginning.

"Each case of Placenta Praevia is slightly different, some women being hardly affected, and some being affected quite disastrously. I'm afraid to say your sister is the worst case I have seen, though I have heard of one woman who… are you alright your majesty?"

Elsa had stumbled against the wall and frozen it, the ice creeping across the floor towards her sister and Kristoff. She closed her eyes and took a calming breath, drawing the ice back towards her and away from her sister. She was never harming HER with her ice powers again. She refocused on the doctor, waving away his concern.

"What can be done?" she asked.

The doctor pushed his glasses up his nose and glanced over at Anna.

"I would suggest delivering the child as early as possible, however Arendelle does not have the best premature facilities. The baby may not survive the first few months of life."

Elsa squeezed her eyes shut and focused on not creating a flurry of snow. She knew that the child not surviving would destroy Anna.

An idea popped into the back of her head, and with it a small taste of hope. San Fransokio had the best medical facility in the world!

"Could she travel?" she asked the doctor.

The doctor looked startled so Elsa pressed on, "if we took her to a hospital that had the facilities to care for premature babies, could she travel to go there?"

"I… I suppose that could work," he said slowly, "actually that is a fantastic idea your majesty! The sooner the better!"

Elsa snapped out her cell phone.

"Garrison, please have the jet ready to fly Anna, Kristoff, Doctor Anderson and myself to San Fransokio as soon as possible, please also get our things packed and stowed right away."

"Consider it done."

Elsa ended the call and turned back to the doctor.

"Pack your things, and please call ahead to the San Fransokio hospital to advise them of our arrival, inform whoever will be taking care of my sister of the particulars of her case."

The doctor bowed and exited the room in order to do her bidding. Elsa made her way back over to the bed. Anna's eyes were open and she was sleepily talking to Kristoff.

"Anna," Elsa softly interrupted them and her sister's eyes met hers.

"We are going to make you better," she said. To her surprise Anna's eyes filled with tears. She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.

"Anna its ok! Shhhh," Elsa quickly sat down and reached out, stroking the hair out of her sisters face.
"No no no no, please don't! The doctor said… he said I'd have to… that the baby wouldn't… no I cant do that!" Anna dissolved into sobs, burying her face in her hands.

"No Anna no, it doesn't have to be like that! We are going to fly you to the best hospital in the world, one with the best Premature Baby care so your baby will be fine, and so will you!"

Kristoff raised questioning eyes to Elsa, who motioned she would clue him in later before returning her attention to her sister, who had clamed down only slightly.

"Where are we going?" she sniffed.

"San Fransokio," Elsa told her.

"Oh! Yes, Elsa that's great! And they have what we need?"

"They have the best premmie lab in the world, your baby will be fine," Elsa promised.

"I have to go now and get some things organized,"

"Ok," Anna's eyelids drooped heavily. It looked like the crying spell had exhausted her. Elsa looked over at Kristoff, but his attention was on his wife. She watched as he watched her protectively, stoking her knuckles with one hand, and reaching out to wipe the tears from her face with the other. Her heart tugged and she thought of Tadashi. She wondered how he was doing and what he thought of her now. She shrugged the thought away, but could not contain a small swirl of joy that warmed her heart at the thought that she could see him again soon.

Tadashi lay back on his bed, staring unseeingly at the ceiling, playing the last three weeks over and over again in his mind.

Had it been her intention to make a fool of him?

He lifted his arm, holding the piece of paper she had left him so he could see it without sitting up.

An email address.

He didn't understand. She was the queen of a small country, why would she leave him her email address if she didn't want him to contact her?

Then again, why would a queen want to keep in contact with some guy who hasn't even finished his degree?

He mentally went through every moment they spent together, analyzing every look and touch before he scrunched up the paper and tossed it into the trashcan by his desk. It wasn't like he was going to be seeing her again anytime soon. No way was he going to keep making a fool of himself.

Dejected he sat up and meandered down to the garage, where Hiro was working on his presentation for the showcase. He needed something to focus his mind on right now. A good robotics project would be just the thing.

KC