"Wait im confused. Benjamin is your cousin?" Anna asked again, not able to believe the facts they told her.
"Yes, my father blamed Emily for being thrown out of Torandale and now that he's living with a group of people that hate Emily just as much as he does…Well I guess they sent Ben to kill her." Brad stuttered out for the fourth time, still not believing that his father would sink to that level.
"Maybe your dad didn't know he was coming? Maybe Ben just came on his own because he hates her powers." Anna offered.
"Maybe…"Brad said, not at all convinced. The plans to seduce Emily and then kill her just reeked of his father's handiwork and nothing would make him believe that the former king wasn't to blame. His father could have told the boy all the right things to say and do, all her weak points and things she liked, just to help the man grow close to her so that he could…He didn't want to think about what would have happened if Emily had gotten on that boat. The couple sat outside Emily's room, the room itself was too hot for the couple to say in for long because the unconscious state that Emily was in made her powers act up, heating the room until it was boiling. Elsa didn't seem to mind though and stayed by the girl's bed side day and night since they had moved her to the castle three days ago.
"What did the doctor say when he left today?" Anna asked glumly.
"That it is only a matter of time now, the wound is healing fine and it shouldn't get infected. We just have to wait for her to wake up…"
Her hand felt hot, even against Elsa's cold skin. The doctor had said it wasn't a normal fever and must be a result of her powers, but Elsa still worried; it made the girl seem sick… And she wasn't sick, not really. Just injured with a wound that was healing well. A five inch cut just to the left of her belly button was all that remained.
"I almost lost you…" Elsa said out loud to the sleeping form that was her wife. She reached up and brushed the curls back from Emily's flushed face. She felt the need to cry but no tears would come.
"I have run out." She thought. "I have run out of tears."
She ran her cool fingers over the girls forehead before taking her hands again, holding it like she had for the past three days. She wanted to be there when her wife woke up, be the first thing she saw, the first thing she felt would be the cool hand in hers. Elsa laid her head down and started to drift off to sleep only to be startled upright again by the sound of rustling blankets. Emily's eyes fluttered open as she kicked at the blankets that restrained her legs.
"Em!" Elsa said excitedly as she made a move to hug the woman before remembering the wound in her wife's gut.
"Els?" Emily's voice was horse from not using it and she felt as if her blood had been replaced with lead. She searched the familiar room with her eyes until they found the blondes. "You are here."
"Of course I am. I will always be here." Elsa said as she placed a gentle kiss to her wife's warm lips.
"Im sor…" Emily started too mumbled out an apology only to be cut off by her wife placing a cold finger against her lips. Elsa just shook her head as a small smile crept onto her face.
"You don't need to apologise." She slid her hand to cup the woman's flushed, burning cheek. "Just never get that close to leaving me again."
"Please never move your hand." Emily said as she leaned into the cold hand against her skin, sighing at the contrast it created to the fever she was running.
"You know this fever is your own doing, you could just turn it off."
"Oh…right." The girls laughed as Emily's skin began to cool and the room temperature became bearable again.
"Your brother is right outside. He will be wanting to see you."
"Don't get him yet. I just want to be with you for a while." Emily closed her eyes and snuggled into Elsa's hand, which now rested on her neck. Elsa couldn't help but smile as she careful climbed into the bed next to the girl and draped her arm over her waist, making sure to avoid her injury.
"Emily, slow down!" Elsa yelled as she hurried to keep up with her newly healed wife. "You shouldn't be running like this, you are still healing!"
"Oh like hell I am! Come on." Emily shouted back.
"Why are we hurrying?"
"Because, I'm excited!" Emily smiled as they stopped in the garden. Looking around Elsa realized they were on the edge on the area they used when Emily gave Elsa lessons on controlling her powers. That seemed like a life ago to the couple.
"What are we doing here?" Elsa worried as the woman grabbed her shoulders.
"Stand here." Emily ordered as she positioned her wife. "Right here."
"Why right here?" Elsa asked at her wife's goofy smile.
"You don't know what today is, do you?" Emily laughed at the cute look of confusion that dashed across the blondes face.
"Umm…"
"It's been one year. One year since I arrived in Arendelle, and one year since we met…" Elsa took a step back as she realized, only to be repositioned in her spot by the grinning girl.
"It totally slipped my mind! But what are we doing in the garden?" She questioned as she took a step towards her wife, yet again being pushed back into the same spot.
"Right here is where we touched for the first time, and right where we are standing is the exact place I realized I was going to marry you." Emily smiled at the memory of that day after their first lesson. They had been worn out, tired, and were walking back to the castle. She had tried to take the ice queens hand, and that's when they realized the amazing connection they felt when they touched. Emily tried to talk herself into thinking that this strange sensation when they touched was all because of their powers combining. But now she knew better, it was because this is the person she was meant to meet, the woman she was meant for.
