Monday morning and Anna had just finished braving the traffic all the way to Elsa and Hans' home from the hospital, ten o'clock on the dot, with a joyful smile on her face like she always did. After a long weekend, she'd had some time to think about their interesting hug from Friday, which neither of them had been able to get out of their head. The smile pulled tighter across Anna's face as she thought about the kiss Elsa had blown to her. When Hans unexpectedly answered the door her expression fell and she immediately panicked.

"W-Where's Elsa," she questioned with a shake of her head as Hans allowed her to step inside.

"She's still in bed. She feels awful." He seemed concerned but relatively calm and aloof.

"And you didn't call me?" Anna replied more angrily than she should have. Seeing to Elsa's health was her primary objective in this whole thing, aside from accidentally falling for the man's fiancée.

"I figured you were coming anyway, and she didn't seem that bad." Like an idiot, Hans was still standing in the entryway talking away while Anna impatiently tapped her foot on the ground with her hands on her hips, flabbergasted by his lack of care for someone he claimed was the light of his life and the air he breathed. Anna had only known Elsa a matter of weeks, and she was light years more concerned that he was.

"And... where is she? I don't know my way around this place yet."

"Oh, right." It finally dawned on him that Anna had only seen Elsa in the den and never ventured beyond the first floor. Once his brain engaged, he led Anna up the contemporary-looking stairs that seemed to be floating on air and held together by the thinnest of railings. When they reached the bedroom, Elsa was curled up in the fetal position on her side of the bed with her head buried between her hands. Neither Hans nor Anna knew, but Elsa had been in an extreme amount of pain and had been using every bit of her strength to make it until ten when she knew her white knight, or perhaps valiant princess was more appropriate, would come to her rescue because, when push came to shove, Hans was utterly useless. Elsa's heart leapt for joy when she heard Anna's voice but was too incapacitated to remotely express it.

Hans stayed back in the doorway while Anna rushed to Elsa's side and set her medical bag down.

"Elsa, honey. What's wrong?" the pet-name flying out like an involuntary reflex.

Speaking was a monumental task right now, but Elsa pulled herself together, knowing she was in good hands. "M-My head," was all she could manage to mumble through a pounding headache, like Zeus himself was crashing lightning bolts inside her cranium.

"Left side?" Anna asked and placed her hand gently over the area just above Elsa's still-healing scar. The blonde didn't answer but nodded once instead. "I think it's a migraine." Elsa continued to whimper and Anna frowned in sympathy. The poor woman had her eyes screwed tighter than a sailor's knot and a permanent cringe sprawled across her peaked face. "Hans," Anna called to the man lazily watching their interaction.

"Hmm. Yeah," head snapping to Anna as he pulled himself from his thoughts. As if there was something more important to be thinking about at the moment.

"Go get some Ibuprofen, an ice pack, and a cup of coffee. Or tea. Which does she prefer?"

Hans rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders. "I couldn't tell you these days," he said dejectedly.

"TEA!" Elsa yelled from under the covers.

"See? Used to be coffee." Hans had clearly given up on life, but Anna hadn't and his pathetic attempt to inflict some sort of guilt on Elsa was only making Anna see red.

"Tea it is. Get her some," Anna instructed firmly through gritted teeth. Hans turned on the heel of his expensive Italian boots and went to fetch the short list of items while Elsa continued to wail in agony.

Anna made a quick sweep of the room and closed every shutter and pulled every curtain closed until it was darker than Bruce Wayne's Batcave. Light sensitivity was one of the main differences between a headache and a migraine, and she almost couldn't believe that Hans had let Elsa remain in the blindingly bright sun drenched room for who knows how long when it was clearly driving her insane.

With the room veiled in darkness and the noise level deafeningly quiet, Anna went back to Elsa's bedside as Hans set the items on her nightstand and returned downstairs stairs. He was acting so strange, but Anna really didn't care at the moment. She was there, and she knew Elsa preferred her anyway.

"Elsa, can you sit up enough so that you can take this pill? It'll help keep any swelling down." She used her softest voice and helped Elsa up onto an elbow. The migraine was so debilitating that Elsa couldn't even open her eyes, so Anna did pretty much everything for her.

"Just open your mouth for me a little." Elsa did as Anna asked, sticky lips breaking their seal as Anna placed the tablet onto her tongue and held the rim of the tea cup up to her mouth. Anna then blew across the top of the steaming liquid a few times before Elsa took the tiniest of sips. "The caffeine will help too. I'll get you feeling better in no time. I know it hurts really bad."

After a few more swigs of tea she leaned Elsa back against the mattress and wedged an ice pack behind her neck to slow the blood flow. Her face was still taut with pain, but Elsa was comfortable enough for Anna to quickly take her temperature and other vitals, just to rule out infection or anything worse. Everything looked good, and Anna surmised it was just a terrible migraine that Elsa would have to ride out. It was one of the most common side effects of head trauma and sometimes they never went away. Anna had heard of cases where patients experienced bouts of crippling headaches decades after their initial trauma.

To help relieve more of the discomfort, Anna pulled a small tub of massage lotion from her bag and scooped a dollop onto her fingers, rubbing it over her thumbs, and sitting as close as she could next to Elsa. "I'm just going to massage your forehead a little to help the circulation. You just sit back and breathe. It'll pass Elsa, I promise." Elsa tried to take a deep breath, but it came out as a strangled cry on the way out. She'd never experienced anything like this before, and it was incredibly scary, but not as much with Anna there.

She smeared the cool peppermint smelling lotion across Elsa's forehead, and the chill it caused was exhilarating, helping Elsa relax just a bit more. Anna leaned over Elsa's wrenched face and pressed the pads of her thumbs to the center of Elsa's brows, using medium pressure to sweep them up and out towards each temple, repeating the motion to drive the blood into the constricted vessels to open them up. Next she nestled her thumbs just under Elsa's perfectly shaped eyebrows and massaged the tight muscles just below the ridge. Anna smiled when a little moan of relief passed through Elsa's lips, delighted that the treatment was working but also pleasantly surprised to have enduced such a sound from the captivating blonde.

Anna glided her thumbs to settle against the bridge of Elsa's nose and used short coaxing strokes to ease the nerves that fed into her brow ridge. This time Anna earned a more sensual sounding "mmmm," from Elsa. It hummed between closed lips, and although it was easy to let her mind get carried away, it also wasn't the time because Elsa was in really bad pain and Anna shouldn't be thinking about how she was in bed, touching Elsa, hovering over her, and making her moan those erotic sounds.

After twenty minutes of massage, the timpani drums at the back of Elsa's head began to quiet down and she felt like she was returning from the pain-induced limbo and back to Earth where sweet Anna was waiting for her.

Fanning lashes fluttered open and Anna was taken back to the first time Elsa had done the same thing when they first met in the hospital and those piercing sky blue eyes stole her breath. In the dark shadows of the room they looked more navy but once they met with Anna's aquamarines, Elsa found the corner of her lips slip into a thankful smile.

"Better?" Anna becalmed lightly. Her fingers slowed their circular motions and came to rest at the sides of Elsa's face, unintentionally cradling it, but the gesture was more than welcomed by the radiant blonde. Anna's slight hold felt incredibly sublime, comfort beyond anything she'd ever come to know before and knew she wouldn't after. No one could capture Elsa's heart like this. Only Anna had the power to cast her spell upon Elsa and yet fall to the blonde's bewitching charm simultaneously.

Caught up in Anna's soft gaze, Elsa again simply nodded in reply, smile tugging wider as her chest grew warmer. Instinctually Anna's thumbs caressed the dusting of pale freckles on Elsa's cheeks, losing herself for a moment as their eyes locked onto each other. The feeling was easy to pinpoint. It was the fleeting moment in time when one knew something was about to happen. When two people were this close, with this amount of electricity sparking between them, a kiss was the only thing to follow. The thought had already entered both their minds, but it was a huge step into forbidden territory. Anna wouldn't dare make a move first, she could hardly believe her crazy brain was even thinking such a thing, but the drive was so incredibly strong, it was impossible to fight it. Her eyes flicked down to Elsa's lips, exquisite rose-red curves, patiently waiting to be gifted with her seal of affection as they filled with the rush of anticipation.

Breaths turned shallow, and they shuddered into the space between them. It was inevitable, Elsa decided. With nothing left to hold her back, she raised her chin up to Anna, and held her breath as their eyes lidded closed, and lips charted a course towards each other.

"Elsa's mother is on the line, and she wants to know how she's doing."

Like a crash of cymbals Hans' voice shattered their perfect moment, mere seconds before making contact and sent Anna leaping from the bed. Her legs wobbled underneath her, but she managed to direct her gait towards the phone clutched it from Hans' outstretched hand. It was indeed Iris, and she took the call in the other room, if no other reason than Anna needed a moment to collect herself and process what the hell had almost just happened.

Hans peeked his head into the bedroom but was met with a scowl from Elsa.

"What?" he said defensively.

"Go away Hans." Mad didn't even begin to describe the fire flaming off the side of her head. At least he did as she asked and left. A few minutes, later Anna returned to the room and nervously smoothed her tailored black dress pants over her thighs.

"Is-ah...there anything you want me to get you?" Anna stumbled and cleared her throat, professional guise resuming full control once again.

"I feel better now...but I have something for you. It's in my bag over here." Elsa pointed to the oversized purse on her nightstand, and Anna swallowed thickly before she returned to the side of the bed, no longer trusting her body and mind to behave that close to Elsa. Not only had they almost just kissed, but Hans almost just walked in on them. This was getting out of hand. And dangerous. Finally the rational part of Anna was thinking clearly again.

"It's the box," Elsa directed as Anna's hand swirled around in the giant fish bowl of a purse. Apparently Elsa kept her whole life in that thing. Finally, her hands found what felt like something square-shaped and Anna pulled it out to reveal a dark brown box with a beautiful purple satin ribbon tied around it. "It's chocolate," Elsa beamed, waiting for Anna to do the same, but her teal eyes had already seen the Forever Chocolate logo.

"Elsa, you went to the shop?" her tone dropping in disbelief.

Sapphire orbs skipped about the room apprehensively. "Only to talk to Kristoff," Elsa replied innocently and fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. At the time, she hadn't seen anything wrong with going but didn't stop to think how the whole adventure had probably thwarted Anna's treatment plan.

"Why would you go there without me?"

"Because… I needed to talk to someone besides Hans and my parents."

"And you couldn't talk to me about it?"

"Not exactly."

"Elsa. You can't just... go around doing whatever you feel like when I have a clear and specific treatment plan."

"I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to get in the way of the plan."

"It's like sometimes you forget that I'm the professional here. I'm supposed to be here to help you." Anna chided and neglected to notice how Elsa was caving in on herself. All she ever wanted was to please her and she'd done the opposite.

"I'm sorry, Anna," Elsa said quietly.

"And there has to be trust here. Do you not trust me enough to think that I'm doing what's best for you?" hands flying wildly into the air as she glared at Elsa.

"I trust you with my life." It cut straight to Anna's core, and she immediately regretted her outburst. She was just as much to blame for what was happening between them, even though so much of it was still unspoken. Elsa might have been the one to lean in, but Anna would have fully kissed her back. She was really just mad at herself.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get so upset." Elsa smiled uncomfortably as Anna sat back on the edge of the bed. "I hate to say this but I'm due back at the hospital in a half an hour. Your migraine selfishly took up the whole session. Do you want me to stay until your mom can get here?"

"She can't. She's taking care of my dad today."

"She told you about his…" Anna started.

"Parkinson's. Yeah." Iris had told her over the weekend while they were shopping, and she was still digesting the news.

"So it's just Hans here then?" Elsa nodded and huffed a frustrated puff of breath that fluffed her bangs into her eyes. "I'll be right back."

Elsa stayed in the comfy bed, fixing her hair when Anna returned with an obedient Hans behind her. He looked almost intimidated by the fiery redhead's command of the room, and it made Elsa squirm with amusement.

"I don't want to sound pushy, but I can't stay longer than I'd like today, so I'm counting on you to handle this." She turned to face Hans and poked his chest with a demanding finger. Anna pulled a small note pad and pen out of her bag and shoved them at Hans who looked bewildered as she motioned for him to take notes. Again Elsa's toes curled in delight as she watched Anna put the dumbfounded man in his place. "These migraines can come back at anytime. I want you to call me if one does so I can walk you through it. Check on her every twenty minutes, but give her space. She needs rest and quiet. Keep it dark in here because the light is really irritating. Put a wastebasket next to the bed in case she gets sick."

Elsa watched her white knight spring into action and internally giggled mirthfully as Hans struggled to write down everything at Anna's authoritarian pace. She loved a woman in charge. Anna's confidence and comanding nauture only made her sexier, forcing Elsa to bite that bottom lip to suppress a moan that threatened to leap out.

"Get her whatever she wants. Make her comfortable. Do you want to watch a movie or something?" cocking her head to Elsa.

"Beaches would be nice."

"Put Beaches on. And make sure she gets plenty of fluids. I'll call you later this afternoon to see how things are going. And if she feels hot and is running a fever, anything over 101, take her to the ER immediately."

"Why?" Hans asked with scrunch of face. He was such a simpleton sometimes, and it burned Anna to think this was the man who had been so lucky to win Elsa in the unfair game of life.

"Brain swelling, infection, heterotopic ossification." Anna rattled off the long list of complications as Hans tried to quickly figure out how to spell "heterotypic ossification". Elsa had to slap a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing but didn't find anything funny about brain swelling or infection.

"Lastly, and I want to stress this again, do NOT leave her up here by herself. Don't be in her face, but stay close enough that if she has a seizure you can get to her in time." Everyone's faces in the room fell at that warning.

"Holy shit, a seizure?" Hans gasped, looking up from his pad with a motionless pen.

"Yes, half of people with this type of injury can develop epilepsy. I don't think Elsa will but it's better to be prepared just in case." Terror swept over both Elsa and Hans' features, and she was now scared to death to be left in Hans' care, or even drive anymore for that matter.

"Every twenty minutes, got it," he replied more seriously. Anna had his full attention now and he was furiously letting that pen fly on the page as Anna spoke.

"Excellent." I'm not scheduled to come by tomorrow because we're only meeting three times a week now, but I'll try to come by if I can. At the very least, I'll give you a call."

Hans walked Anna to the door and thanked her profusely for her help while Elsa buried her head under the covers and tried to imagine the kiss playing out like it should have.


After work, Anna needed to clear her mind and do something relaxing, so she jaunted over to her mom's place to take Olaf to get some ice cream. They were sitting outside enjoying the late evening warmth of what had been a rather hot day when Anna peered up from her double scoops and saw a familiar face arm in arm with someone new.

It was Anna's ex, Jade, a woman whose name coincidentally described her striking green eyes. They'd dated for almost a year and Anna thought she'd found the one. But when Jade asked her for more of a commitment, Anna couldn't give it to her because she was trying to build a name for herself at the hospital that was over an hour away from Jade's apartment. It ended in broken hearts, but Anna knew it had been because of her.

"Anna?" Jade stopped at their table, and Anna had no choice but to reply even though she wanted to run and hide.

"Hi Jade. How have you been?"

"Great actually."

Those emerald orbs now held a happiness Anna had never witnessed before, and when her eyes caught the sparkling gold bands on both the ladies' fingers, she had an inkling as to why.

"Did you get married?" Anna asked, trying not to sound as blindsided as she was. She and Jade had only broken up just over a year ago, a short amount of time to move on, meet, and marry someone else.

Jade's eyes twinkled like the gems she was named for. "We did. Just a few months ago." She smiled brightly as the happy couple gazed into each other's eyes and intertwined their fingers in that way newlyweds did, still enjoying sharing that bit of news with anyone they could.

"Tell her," Jade's perfect new wife urged with a playful nudge of her shoulder.

"And…" another wistful glance into each other's eyes that now had Anna's stomach turning as she waited for the woman to spit it out already. "... we're having a baby." While the two women shared a glowing grin Anna tried to stop the look of shock from overtaking her face like an explosion of confusion and disbelief.

"Wait, what? A baby?"

"Yes. Thanks to the good ol' turkey baster method. We're really excited."

The shock and surprise faded as Anna swallowed their happiness, bitterly, but she couldn't deny that they obviously were meant for each other. They were incredibly happy, radiating with overwhelming joy that made Anna's heart weep with regret. If she had been better with balancing her life, could that have been her? Could she have been the love of Jade's life and been wrapped in that euphoria of happiness that the new Mrs. Jade was now bubbling over with? It hurt to think that it could have been possible. That Anna wouldn't have to go home alone every night or tend to her family as much as she did. She was the pillar of strength for her family and patients, leaving her with no one to turn to when she needed a shoulder to cry on.

While Jade had moved on and was creating a life of her own, and a person apparently, Anna was still married to her job and didn't have many friends or someone special to call her own. She hadn't had time to date or even meet new people outside of work. Career came first, but if it continued to be her top priority, she would miss out on so much more in the end.

Despite the bitter-sweet sting of the news, Anna forced a smile and let the kind and exuberant side of herself that she was known for shine through like the breaking rays of the sun after a storm had cleared.

"That's really wonderful. I'm so happy for you...both." The words tasted awful as they came out, but she pressed on.

"Good to see you again, Anna. You too, Olaf." Their giggles began to fade as Jade and her new wife continued their stroll down the street, leaving Anna in a puddle of her own self-pity.

"Don't worry, Anna. I never liked her anyways. You deserve someone better," Olaf comforted with a pat on his older sister's back.

Someone better. Did she really deserve that? Here fate was knocking at her door with an angel sent from Heaven who positively adored her, and again she held herself back because of work, in a slightly different way, but she was reserved just the same. Ending her work with Elsa was the only there could ever be anything beyond the nurse-patient relationship but Anna couldn't, probably wouldn't, let go of that need to help Elsa. Ending her work with Elsa was the only option to be with her but Anna couldn't, probably wouldn't, let go of that need to help Elsa. Getting her memories back, making her a success story in whatever way possible. At the end of the day, it was more important to her than her own happiness. She was a martyr to her own profession.

Not even ice cream could make her feel better as she scraped the last of her chocolate brownie chunk from the bottom of her paper cup, tossing the spoon into it like she'd thrown in the towel to the constant battle of personal versus professional Anna.

That night, Anna lay awake as she stared at the bright glowing screen of her computer, trying to work herself into a weary-enough state so that her mind would turn off and she could get some sleep. Mindlessly hammering through notes usually did that for her, but not when she was writing up her last visit with Elsa. The one where she'd almost allowed herself to taste those forbidden lips she'd begun to crave.

The cursor blinked at the end of the measly few sentences she'd written as the small square photo of Elsa's file drew her eyes to the upper right hand corner of the screen. Anna had taken the photo with her phone the week Elsa came home from the hospital. Traces of the cuts and scratches still marred her face but those eyes reached out through the screen and pulled Anna into their endless ocean of blue.

It hurt to look at Elsa now because she was the one thing her heart had always longed for deep down that she could never have. She closed her eyes, and for a moment, let herself imagine what it would be like if things were different.

Elsa was gorgeous, but it was more than physical lust or the allure of sexual attraction that her mind escaped to. It was simpler than that. Just someone to curl up on the couch and watch a movie with while they nuzzled their feet like nesting dolls and stole tender kisses without a care in the world. Someone to come home to at the end of a long day, to love her and hold her, eradicating every worry with a flash of that smile and warm embrace. Someone to hold hands with and create a sense of home just from the way they fit together so perfectly, so effortlessly like they were always meant to be. And how she so very much wanted that someone to be Elsa because the woman enkindled a fire deep within her that only grew stronger each minute they were together. Elsa was easy to be around, and they complimented each other so beautifully. It burned from the inside out to think about it, leaving a gaping hole she yearned to fill with a love she'd never known but always dreamed of.


The next morning, Anna was on her way to Elsa's, stuck in traffic as she listened to the bantering on early morning talk radio, just background noise acting as a soundtrack to the myriad of thoughts running through her mind at a million miles an hour thanks to her second cup of coffee. Made just the way she liked it with extra milk so it went down smooth, Anna gingerly sipped the steaming hot beverage as she pondered what to do with Elsa for their session.

She'd had almost two whole days plus an entire weekend with Hans on her own, so naturally she'd check in with her about that in addition to the migraines. Hearing about Hans didn't sound like the best way to start off her day, but it was part her job so she'd suck it up just for Elsa. They also had some upcoming neurological tests to complete at the hospital, and she could talk with Elsa about that, anything to keep the time structured, and prevent those wandering eyes from finding each other in another heated exchange like they so often did.

While Anna continued to brave the morning commute, Elsa was at the breakfast table trying to stomach the burnt pancakes Hans had attempted to make. A smoky black-rimmed stack of rock hard disks stared back at her as she nibbled her bottom lip and mused about the conversation she'd had with Kristoff a few days ago. It had been two days since they'd almost kissed and she was still debating whether or not to tell Anna how she felt. On the one hand she wanted to respect Anna as a professional and not do anything to jeopardize her job but at the same time her actions had been returned, and the feelings that were bottled up inside her like a shaken can of soda were ready to burst out in an explosion of carbonated sugar rain if she didn't act soon.

Even if she wanted to tell Anna how she felt, Hans or her mother were always around, robbing Elsa of the privacy she needed to express her new homoerotic love for someone who wasn't her fiancé.

Her eyes shifted up from the sad, brittle attempt at breakfast on her plate and cast her gaze beyond Hans' shoulder, an idea sparking as they caught the key rack against the wall. Every time things had moved into the intimate realm with her and Anna, it had usually been while they were away from the house. With no outings scheduled for today's session, Elsa's attention went back to the Tesla. She had planned on showing it to Anna, but what was the fun in that when Elsa could let her drive it? That got them away from the house and gave them some much needed time alone for Elsa to finally get this huge secret off her chest.

Elsa spent the entire time between breakfast and their usual 10am session getting ready, almost like she was going on a date; it was that intense. After fretting over her hair and makeup, durring which she decided a flattering shade of violet swept across her lids would bring out her flawless sapphire eyes rather nicely, Elsa tried on half her closet before settling on a simple fitted maxi dress.

What does one wear to tell their nurse they're madly in love with them?

Something that was sexy yet not aggressively racy and wouldn't make Hans question her outfit. Her golden blonde hair was smoothed into loose flowing curls with just enough volume to give her some edge or "va-va-voom" as she'd once heard Anna refer to it.

Anna arrived with the same chipper knock at the door, and after she was done putting her eyes back in their sockets from seeing Elsa's goddess-like appearance, she proceeded with their mundane schedule of assessment and memory recall exercises after catching up on Elsa's weekend and migraines. All of which Elsa gave her full attention to as they sat for over an hour at the small table in the den. With an hour left, Elsa eyed the clock and decided it was now or never as Anna was obviously trying to hide behind her work to avoid having a discussion about how they'd almost ended up lip-locked the other day.

"Anna?"

"Yeah?" The redhead was busy scoring some of Elsa's tests and didn't look up. A sheet of copper hair acted like a curtain between them, but Elsa dipped down her head to connect with those mesmerizing teal eyes.

"I have a surprise for you. Something that I thought would be a nice break from all this work."

"Sure, what did you have in mind?" Anna still didn't look up so Elsa slipped the papers out from her hands with the most mischievous of grins dancing across her lips.

"Come with me."

Before she could protest, Elsa grabbed Anna's hand, yanked her up from her chair, and out to the garage. Anna had no idea what Elsa had up her sleeve but let out a soft whine when she led her past the row of luxury cars lining the inside of the garage. When they got to Elsa's car down on the end, she held out her hands as if to say ta-dah and watched as Anna's mouth fell open right on cue.

"This is a Tesla! I've never even seen one up close before!" The urge to touch it was intense but it was so flawless Anna didn't dare, just letting her eyes savor the car's craftsmanship instead.

"Well now you can. Here." Elsa dangled the little black fob in front of Anna's face, but her hands shot up submissively, and she quickly backed away.

"No, I couldn't." Anna was simply adorable when she was trying to be modest. And now Elsa was in charge as she capered after Anna with a catlike finesse. Stop looking at her hips! Why do they have to sway like that?

"Yes, you can. It's my car, and I think you'd really enjoy a test drive." And I need to tell you how crazy I am about you, so get in already. "You said you liked your Prius because it felt like a spaceship, and I thought you'd really enjoy this."

"Enjoy doesn't do this justice." Anna's eyes followed the smooth lines of the car's exterior and let temptation talk her into it." Just once around the block."

"No way. You've had me doing assessment for two hours. We deserve a little fun. We're going to the beach, the long way." It wasn't a suggestion; it was a command as Elsa tossed Anna the fob and elegantly climbed into the passenger seat.


"It's so bright today. The water looks beautiful. Cold but beautiful." Anna shivered as she watched a few surfers take to the waves.

Whitecaps churned in the distance while frothy cyanic waves sloshed onto the shore. It was like looking out into a high-def screen saver, providing the perfect backdrop for such an occasion.

"Oh look! Dolphins!" Elsa pointed to the pod and waited for Anna to spot their dorsal fins skipping across the bay. Seriously, could it get any better? "And a baby one. Awww," she said, a warm smile gracing her face.

Anna hardly ever had time to go to the beach. It was such a shame that she lived only a half hour away yet never took advantage of it. "I can't believe you live down the street from this. I'd be here all the time."

The wistful glimmer in Anna's eyes was entrancing, and Elsa could feel the moment materializing perfectly, the stars aligning just as she'd hoped to profess her feelings to Anna.

"We're here now." Blue eyes left the serenity of the crashing waves and searched for the haven of Anna's dazzling pools of teal, tension rising with each breath as the car swelled with that wonderful warmth only being this close could produce.

"Yes, we are." Anna could feel Elsa's eyes on her, exploring and roaming over every supple curve and slope, that fire deep within the depths of her stomach swirling to life.

This was it. The moment when professional Anna slipped away and real Anna began to emerge again before the blonde's very eyes. And Elsa knew she had to tell Anna now before the opportunity faded. The words she'd practiced countless times that morning jumbled in her head like falling Jenga blocks as her eyes lost themselves in tendrils of the most vibrant cooper locks the world had ever known, and she found herself leaning closer, pulled by an uncontrollable force far stronger than her own.

"Anna..." she breathed helplessly. The name hung in the air like a lofting cloud, dispersing and freeing as they narrowed the distance between them, inches shrinking to centimeters until Elsa's eyes fluttered closed, and she stopped moving with a sudden, paralyzing last minute jolt of fear. Both now caught in hesitation, Anna's heart took over with a roar, boosting her forward as her lips gently found their place between Elsa's. This time it wasn't a dream. Not even a wish. Fantasy had become reality, and that first kiss was coalescing all those hidden feelings from the past few weeks.

They held that first contact for what felt like ages before Elsa opened her mouth just a bit more and adjusted against Anna's, taking that candied bottom lip between her own. They were so astonishingly soft and precious, fitting perfectly together like a lock and key that had waited a lifetime to be united as one.

Daring fingers threaded into stalks of blizzard white hair, pressing back more firmly with her reddening lips as they anointed with Elsa's. It was the sweet divinity of addiction laced with terror as they both knew there was no going back from this point. They'd been skirting the line for quite some time and had now officially crossed it by solidifying their desire for another.

Anna may have made the first move, but Elsa was now in control, letting this evolve from innocent into a bubbling of stew of pent up emotion that was brimming with want. A want to be closer. A want to be something more. And a want for this to be right. Locked together in a beautiful exchange felt right, so right. But everything else was wrong.

A brush of their tongues caused Anna to pull back like she'd been shocked by reality. Everything came rushing back, and although she wanted nothing more to keep kissing, they needed to stop and think about what this actually meant. Elsa had gotten so carried away she'd forgotten to even give Anna her big speech and skipped right to kissing.

"I'm sorry," Elsa quavered, touching her hand to her lips as if they'd been burnt.

"Don't be sorry. This isn't your fault," Anna insisted and adjusted herself in the seat to face the steering wheel. Elsa's mouth hung open like she wanted to say something but nothing came out. "I have to get you back. We've been gone way too long." Elsa blinked a few times, frozen with emotion, before finally nodding. That wonderful moment had come and gone so quickly that she still wasn't exactly sure what was happening.

Anna pumped the brake and illuminated the car. Having not gone far, they were home in a few minutes, the mood from the beach traveling with them. When Anna parked the car in the driveway, Elsa's elated face saddened and she cursed herself for rushing things. They both went to unbuckle their seat belts, and their eyes met yet again, sky blue searching deep aqua for any signs of reciprocation.

"I shouldn't...I shouldn't have-"

"Stop. You didn't do anything," Anna insisted and cupped Elsa's flushed cheek with a gentle hand. "You are beautiful and amazing… and an extremely good kisser. I kissed you back because I wanted to, not because you forced me to." The confirmation that the kiss had been mutual sent Elsa's lips back into a shy smile and she leaned into Anna's touch, savoring the solace it provided. It was cozy and safe, and Anna was the only person besides Kristoff who was able to make her feel that way. Only Kristoff couldn't send a pulsating current of arousal and delectation swirling up the length of her slight body. Just Anna. Beautiful, smart, warmhearted Anna.

"I-" Anna began but shuddered with fright when she spotted Hans on the second floor squinting at them as he tried to make out what they were doing through the thick tint of the car's windows. Her hand recoiled so fast it made Elsa gasp with surprise.

"He's watching us. I'd better go." Elsa turned and looked out the window to find Hans with his arms crossed and a look of confusion. Anna quickly handed off the fob to Elsa in a panic and jumped out as fast as she could. "I'll see you in two days," she said softly and let an easy smile bring out the hint of a dimple on one of her cheeks that made Elsa fall in love with her just a smidgen more.

Elsa watched heavy-hearted as Anna drove off and headed back to the hospital, grinning to herself as she slipped back into the house. She was sad that Anna was gone and they wouldn't see each other again for two agonizingly long days but she now had that fluttering thrill leftover from their kiss to keep her occupied until then.

"How was your session?" Hans asked as he trotted down the stairs with a boisterous grin.

"Good."

His brows quirked at her apparent good mood and how she seemed to be a little hazy. Hazy because she had her head up in the clouds after her outing with Anna. "Anna liked the car?"

"Mhmm."

"You okay?"

"I'm feeling a little dizzy. I'm just going to go lay down for a while." She passed Hans and made her way up the stairs, trying to keep the pace slow and play along with the line she'd fed him.

"Okay. Let me know if you need anything."

If only Hans new his precious fiancée was hopelessly lovestruck, lost in a sea of bliss where she coveted only Anna. That merciful redhead who had Elsa's heart cantering double-time to love's bewitching melody. Elsa made her way to the bedroom and slipped off her shoes before crawling on top of the duvet. As her cheeks brushed against her pillow, they suffused with a glorious pink that only love could bring out. Her eyes slipped closed as she smiled to herself, replaying that kiss over and over until it faded into a dream and she drifted off to sleep.