Ch 11
The next few days passed uneventfully for both Anna and Kristoff. Anna was busy with work-she had a big important case coming up, and Kristoff was showing his house. He had had several offers, and was meeting with the Realtor that night to go over the offers and select the best offer.
8 hours later, Kristoff had signed his house over to be sold. He had accepted an offer for 170,000.00 and he would pay closing costs. He had put a lot of work into this house-so he wanted to get out of it what he had put into it. The night before he left for Indiana, he stayed in a hotel. His house was empty, and he felt it would be easier to just pack his mattress and box springs up and stay in a hotel before he headed to Los Angeles. He was going to surprise Anna and Sven and leave that next morning, super early and head back to them. They thought he was coming at the end of the month-but he couldn't wait that long. He needed her and his son like he needed air. It had only been 2 weeks since he had come home-and things had progressed quickly-which was good, that was how he wanted them.
He awoke at 5 am and sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes. It was time. He got out of the bed, showered with the hotel soap and shampoo since his was packed, put his clothes on and left. As he passed the sign that said 'You are now leaving Indiana.' he looked in the rearview and loved the view. Leaving it all behind. He would miss Indiana, but he would have communication with his office and he trusted Hans would do a good job. When he finally made it to Los Angeles, he had NO CLUE how long he had been driving-he had stopped counting after 10 hours. He did figure by the time he got to Anna and Sven, he would need to stay at a hotel and get more sleep. He planned to show up Saturday morning (he had a key) and quietly creep in and start breakfast. He was kind of afraid in a way-because he didn't know if Anna kept a gun in the house or not-or if Sven would freak out and call the police from his bedroom. But then he thought to himself, what kind of burglar would cook breakfast for them?
Saturday morning around 5 am, he turned on to the street he would spend the rest of his life on. He drove slowly down the street and turned off his lights just as he pulled into her driveway. He got out and shut his door quietly. He unlocked the door as quiet as he could and went in. He took his shoes off outside on the front porch because he didn't want to make ANY noise. He went into the kitchen, got the items he would need and started the coffee and the eggs. When he was done, he set the table and stood back to admire his work-still not believing that Anna had not woken up to the smell.
Upstairs in her bedroom, Anna's alarm went off at 545 am. She sat up and smelled what she thought was bacon and eggs. She crept quietly to her bedroom door and opened it. She stood in the hallway and heard the bacon sizzling in the pan. She crept quietly down the stairs and turned the corner. She saw Kristoff's back to her-he was standing at the stove cooking breakfast. Wait, WHAT? KRISTOFF? He was HERE! In her KITCHEN! Was she DREAMING? She pinched herself-NO! "OH MY GOD KRIS WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" she asked loudly. She ran to him and jumped into his arms and kissed him and cried. 'Surprise baby!' he said, whispering in her ear and kissing the side of her face. She had her legs wrapped around his waist and he was holding her up. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried. He was here and he was STAYING this time. When he had left to go back to Indiana, she felt as if her heart would break for a SECOND time-the first being when Elsa left. Now, she felt whole again. He sat her down in the kitchen chair and put a plate and a cup of coffee in front of her. She was still in a daze-she couldn't believe he was REALLY here. They sat and ate and talked and kissed. Just then, they both heard Sven's bedroom door open, slam and heard him come thundering down the stairs. He turned the corner into the kitchen and saw his dad sitting at the table. He thought he TOO was dreaming.
"D-Dad?" he said, rubbing his eyes. "Is it REALLY you?" Sven was grinning from ear to ear. Kristoff got up and walked over to Sven. He pulled his son into a hug and said 'Yes son, it is really me-and I am NEVER leaving again."
The family was reunited. Any bridges they had burned in the past were forgotten. They all hugged and cried. Life could finally begin for all of them.
The End.