They remained careful not to get caught over the next few months.

It was November, Anna was now 8 month pregnant with her and Kristoff's child.

"Kristoff, today I'm going visit the doctor."

"Do you want me to come with you."

"No I'd rather go alone. You need to focus on planning your lumber routes for the winter."

"Okay, but what if you get in to trouble."

"I'm just going to the doctor, not the North Mountain."

"Okay"

As soon as Anna left out of the door he ran to Elsa's room. When he got there he heard her crying.

He knocked on the door, "Elsa? are you okay?"

She opened the door, "Kristoff, I have terrible news."

"What is it?"

"I...I don't really know how to say this but.."

"BUT WHAT!?"

"I'm pregnant"

"What...oh no this is bad! This is very very bad. Now Anna will know."

"Anna will know what!" Anna said standing at the bedroom doorway.

"HOW COULD YOU TWO DO THIS TO ME! AFTER ALL WE'VE BEEN THROUGH."

"Anna I can explain." Elsa said

"Why, then. JUST WHY?!"

"I LOVED HIM AND YOU NEVER GAVE ME THE CHANCE! YOU ARE ALWAYS SO QUICK TO GO AFTER SOMETHING YOU WANT!"

"OH, WOW, JUST BECAUSE I ACTED FASTER THAN YOU, YOU ICE COLD BITCH! I AM SO TIRED OF YOUR FUCKING SHIT. AFTER 13 YEARS OF IGNORING ME YOU NEARLY KILL ME AND NOW YOU STEAL MY HUSBAND.

"DON'T BLAME HER. IT WAS MY FAULT AS WELL." Kristoff yelled

"SHUT THE HELL UP KRISTOFF! YOU ARE NO BETTER THAN HANS. HE AT LEAST WOULDN'T GET MY SISTER PREGNANT.

Anna grabbed the clock off of Elsa's mantle place and threw it hitting Kristoff in the head he fell unconscious hitting the floor with a thud. Anna and Elsa stared at each other in shock. Anna ran out the door never stopping to look back. Elsa dropped to her knees and cried as she felt the helplessness that she long dreaded. The room was covered with a sheet of ice.

It was a couple hours before Kristoff awoke. Elsa sitting at his bedside.

"Kristoff, wake up! We have to go after Anna."

"She couldn't have gotten far. She pregnant, it's the winter a-"

"She's not on foot"

"What?"

"She took the sleigh."

"How are we supposed to go after her? the horses hate me and we can't go on foot."

"We'll have to choose. Horses or walking."

Ugh, I guess we'll walk the snow isn't too bad."

"Okay, let's go! We'll cross over the fjord, I think that this time I can just freeze a bridge instead of the whole thing."