Elsa sat in her study, reading over the latest financial reports. She really wished that Olaf would take over doing the mundane duties placed in her life, though she knew the young man already had enough on his plate with handling her schedule, as well as reading every report that was passed along to her. Elsa was truly grateful for the ease he provided in her life. Olaf's easygoing attitude and optimism kept Elsa from wanting to tear her hair out daily. A soft knock sounded against the door to the study.

"Elsa?" Olaf peaked into the room. "Your appointment is here."

Elsa sighed, placing the reports in a drawer of the desk. "Thank you, Olaf. Send him in."

Olaf nodded and opened the door the rest of the day. He stepped aside to allow the man behind him to enter the study. Elsa regarded the man as he made his way to the desk. He was dressed in a fine tailored black suit that fit his body type well, and his auburn hair was perfectly coiffed, along with his ridiculous sideburns. He sauntered towards Elsa with a confident gait.

"Ms. Frost, it's an honor to meet you. I've heard so many things about the Snow Queen," his voice was smooth and he flashed Elsa a charming smile.

Well, Elsa would have found it charming if the man didn't make her skin crawl. "Mr. Anders," Elsa spoke evenly. "Thank you for allowing this meeting to be rescheduled for today. Please, have a seat," she motioned to the leather chair in front of her desk.

"Please, call me Hans. Mr. Anders was my father," he laughed. Elsa fought the urge to roll her eyes. "As far as rescheduling this meeting, I understand completely," he sat, relaxing in the chair. "You are a very busy woman."

"True, though it was still rather rude of me to make the cancellation abruptly as I did. I appreciate your understanding," she glanced at the crystal on the table located to her right. "Would you care for a drink, Mr. Anders?"

"I'm never one to turn down a drink while discussing business," he grinned, a mischievous glint in his pale green eyes.

Elsa rose and made her way to the small table that held different kinds of liquor in crystal bottles. She thought she might be able to handle this man and his personality better with a drink. She poured two glasses of scotch when she felt Hans' gaze on her. She stiffened before turning to face the man once again, to find his eyes were roaming over her figure. Elsa resisted the impulse to throw the glass at his head, remind him that he was a guest in her estate, and have one of the boys throw him out the door. If he didn't come from such a wealthy and powerful family, she would have done just that. Instead, she made her way over to the scum, handed him the glass, and made her way back to her own seat.

"Mr. Anders-," Elsa started.

"Hans," he interrupted, swirling the liquid in his glass before taking a sip. "This is excellent scotch. I applaud your taste."

"Hans," Elsa corrected herself. "What exactly is it you wished to discuss with me during this meeting?"

"To be completely honest, Ms. Frost, I wanted to meet you. It's not every day that you're introduced to someone as young as yourself that runs such a successful," he paused, taking another sip. "Organization," he finished with a smirk.

Elsa took a generous drink from her own glass, allowing the burning sensation to consume her thoughts for a moment. "The Anders family is successful from the information given to me," she said coolly. "One would wonder why you would come to this city when you could stay in the comfort and safety of your own."

Hans laughed loudly. "The rumors are true about you," he shook his head amusedly. "You are very intelligent and perceptive. The reason I'm in your fine city is that my own home has become quite the bore. I would like to spread my wings, so to speak."

"You wish to make Arendelle your new home." It wasn't a question.

"I do. There seems to be a lively atmosphere in your lovely city. It would be a sin not to partake in all it has to offer."

Elsa didn't miss the way Hans' eyes roamed her body, the parts available to his eyes anyway. She was thankful for the desk between them. She wasn't entirely sure she would have been able to keep herself from braining the man to keep his eyes off her. She sipped her drink, trying to calm herself before speaking again.

"Seeing as you have no business to discuss with me today, Mr. Anders, I will have to cut our meeting short. I do have a rather full schedule today," she saw the man's eyes widen in shock. He was clearly not used to being dismissed so easily.

"Perhaps we could meet again when you have more time to spare?"

"Of course," she stood to shake Hans' hand. "Olaf will be the one to speak to you on the availability in my schedule. It was a pleasure to meet you Mr. Anders."

"You really should get comfortable calling me by my first name," Hans finished his drink and took Elsa's hand in his. "I'm sure we'll be seeing much more of each other." He placed a kiss to Elsa's knuckles before turning to leave.

Once the door was closed, Elsa rubbed her hand on her slacks. A childish act, but the feel of the man's lips on her skin made her want to vomit. She darted over to the small table, poured another glass of scotch, and downed it. She wasn't sure if it was the man himself or the reputation his family held, but Elsa didn't want this man taking up permanent residence in her city. The way he assumed Elsa would want to see him more made her gag. She had no interest in men and certainly not this one. No, women were what drove her to passion.

Who are you kidding, Frost? There's only one woman that drives you crazy. Elsa sighed as she let her thoughts wonder to the gorgeous redhead that seemed to never leave her mind.

Anna was lost in thought, stirring her coffee. She had decided to take a late lunch today, opting to go on her own to think. She sat at a little café she had found years ago when she had first come to the city. It was an adorable hole in the wall place with a bistro-like feel to it. She loved the outside seating, considering you could see the park from it, and they had the best coffee in the city. They also didn't mind putting a little extra chocolate in Anna's mochas.

Anna put her head in her hands and groaned. She had no idea what she was going to do about being assigned to Elsa's case. The whole situation between the two of them was beyond fucked up. This whole case was going to ruin her, one way or the other. She didn't know where to start with any of it. Keeping Kristoff from breaking down doors was beginning to be a chore too. The man wanted to get out and start looking for leads, when all Anna wanted to do was prolong the case long enough to where she would be taken off of it. There was no way she was going to be able to keep her cool through this.

Her phone vibrated against the table. She never opened her eyes as reached for it and slid her finger across the screen to answer it without checking the caller ID. "Summers," she huffed.

"You sound like you're in a fine mood," came a sensual voice.

Anna's eyes widened in surprise and she looked around her quickly. "Elsa?" she whispered.

"You were expecting someone else?" came a light chuckle.

"To be honest, I wasn't expecting you."

"Oh," Elsa replied, her voice sounded defeated. "Are you busy?"

"I'm on lunch, actually," Anna sat back in the chair to relax, realizing there was no one around that would know her.

"Little late for that isn't it?"

"Nah, just took a later lunch. Work's been," she paused, clearing her throat, "stressful."

"I can empathize with that," she head Elsa sigh. "I've taken to wandering around outside to avoid certain duties. My PA is probably going to talk my ear off later," Elsa chuckled. "Where did you decide to get lunch today?"

Anna grinned widely. "That little café off Fifth and Cherry."

"You're there right now?"

"Yeah. I couldn't resist sitting outside on this beautiful day and it's a benefit that I don't have Kristoff and his dog Sven with me. Not that I don't enjoy their company, I just really needed a break from the station, and I figured 'hey, why not go to that cute little café that has the amazing mochas?' So I came here and I haven't been here very long but I'm considering taking a long lunch just so I don't have to go back and deal with all the bullshit that's waiting for me as soon as I get back." The line had grown quiet while Anna was on her little rant and she checked to make sure the call hadn't disconnected. "Uh, Elsa?"

"Did you even take a breath during that little speech?" Elsa's tone was colored in amusement.

"I'm not sure. I know I took one at the beginning, but who knows if I took one during the rest." She heard Elsa laugh again and Anna's smile grew. She could listen to that laugh for days. It never failed to put Anna in a better mood.

"You know, I like your hair up, but I much prefer it down," Elsa said randomly.

"Wh-what does that have to do with what we're talking about?" Anna's brow furrowed and she shook her head in confusion.

"Just thought I'd give you my input on what you look like today," Elsa stated. "Though, I have to admit, you in a bun looks pretty damn adorable."

Anna twisted, looking around her and didn't see anyone nearby. "What, do you own satellites too? How do you know how I did my hair today?"

"I'm not at liberty to discuss my assets," Elsa said formally, the smile in her voice evident, "but look to your right."

Anna's gaze snapped right, to the park across the street from her. Her eyes widened when they fell upon platinum hair. She swallowed hard as she took in the woman's appearance. Elsa adorned a charcoal grey suit, one that Anna had told the woman she adored, and hugged her frame flawlessly. Elsa's hair was done in an intricate bun that Anna knew would be released to Elsa's usual braid with very little effort. Her eyes were trained on Anna and a sly grin was stretched across her lips.

"You also look quite delectable in your button up and dress pants," Elsa hummed over the line. "Trading out the uniform for a more detective look, are you?"

She looked down at her own clothing. She had gone with a deep green button up blouse, a color Elsa said complimented her features, and she wore black slacks that hugged her legs. "I don't always wear the uniform," Anna mumbled.

"Oh, I know that for a fact," Elsa replied, causing Anna to turn multiple shades of crimson.

Anna's brow furrowed in confusion. Elsa hadn't sounded so close on the phone, and her voice hadn't been as clear as it just had been. She pulled her phone away from her ear to look at the screen and saw it had gone black. She looked up to where Elsa had been across the street and nearly fell backwards out of her chair when she realized Elsa was standing only a few feet away.

"What are you doing?" Anna whispered harshly, her eyes darting around to see if anyone saw the two of them talking.

"Anna," Elsa sighed. "There's no one around to reprimand you for running into me. I'm also the one that approached you."

Anna pursed her lips, "I really hate it when you use logic. Still, what if someone saw us talking?"

"I have a better idea," Elsa gave her a mischievous look.

Anna's eyes widened. "Oh, no. Not right now. You can't wait for tonight?"

Are you kidding, Summers? You know that you'll end up doing whatever is on that devious mind of hers.

"I have to be somewhere tonight," Elsa straightened. "I'm afraid it will take most of my evening."

"Oh," Anna dropped her eyes to her lap. The news that Elsa wouldn't be coming to see her that night hit harder than she thought it would have. "So," she brought her eyes back up to meet Elsa's, her own burning with lust, "what did you have in mind?"

A/N: Sorry this took awhile to get up, guys. My week ended up being busier than I thought it was going to be. Hope you enjoy this chapter and more is on the way. Feel free to drop me a review. :)