A/N: Short chapter. Sorry for that. And early apologies for... well, you'll see.

"Our little one will be home soon." Elsa mumbled, kissing Anna's forehead. "I'm excited to meet you." She placed her hand on Anna's stomach, as she grinned.

"Not that soon, Elsa." Anna corrected. "We still have two months. It's a long time, if you think about it." Elsa smiled, placing soft kisses on Anna's neck bow. "C-can I ask you something?"

"Sure you can." Elsa kept pressing kisses on the smooth skin. "What's it?"

"D-do you think about, y-you know…" She felt heat all over her face. "W-with me, I-I mean, l-like y-you and I…"

"You mean sex?" Elsa asked, and Anna nodded. "Yes, I do." Anna closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of Elsa's cool lips. "I-I mean, not all the time, but yeah, I've already thought about it sometimes." She confessed, blushing heavily. "Don't get me wrong, but you're really beautiful. I-I can't help."

"You never tried anything." Anna smiled, holding Elsa's hands against her stomach. "I thought you didn't want it."

"I want to." Elsa mumbled. "But only when you're ready. I want it to be… special? Yeah, I think that's the word."

"I want to try." Anna asked. "N-not sex, sex, but just – I mean, just start." She placed her hands around Elsa's waist, pulling her closer. "I want this. W-we can try."

"Anna, stop." Elsa said gently, pulling away from the embrace. "You're not ready. I understand that."

"We can –"

"No, we can't. We're waiting until you're ready for this, even if it takes ten years." She placed a sloppy kiss on Anna's cheek. "Come here, it's cuddle time." Anna grinned, resting her cheek on Elsa's breast. "You are having a baby."

"You haven't realized this yet?" Anna laughed. "We are having a baby." She repeated, curling around the blonde girl.

"Yes, we are." She grinned. "Hey, little one, are you excited to come out?" She asked, placing both of her hands on Anna's stomach. The redheaded felt a kick on her belly, and then smiled. "Oh, good to know. It will be so cool with you around. Olaf wants to meet you too, you know?" Another kick, making Elsa happier. "Ha, you're so smart. I bet you're like your mom."

"Tell me you love me." Anna asked, her eyes slowly shutting.

"I love you. And you too, little one."

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She was definitely having a bad day. It seemed that every single person in town decided to show up at the grocery shop at the same time, and of course, on her shift. Anna texted her a few times, but she didn't get a chance to answer her, since she barely had time to take a breath before the next costumer arrived. And at some point of the day, a new girl accidentally dropped coffee all over her shirt, and as much as she tried not to get mad, it seemed quite impossible.

Now, she was returning home to change clothes and later she'd have to go at Marshmallow's house to pick Olaf up. And she would be alone for a few hours, since Anna was at the coffee shop until the end of the day. At least, that would be her last day, because she would go on maternity leave. She was already eight months, and the baby would be due in a couple weeks, which made Elsa happy. She was going to be that baby's mother, and she was going to have a family. Well, a bigger family.

She hadn't thought about how things were going to be when the baby born. They probably would have to move somewhere else. She would have to work harder, and so would Anna. Probably, they wouldn't have much more free time, and she knew that even with her father's allowance, it would be hard. But they could make it. They were going to make it.

She got into the house and threw her coat on the couch, along with her purse. She made her way to the bedroom, but stopped by the door. A man was in there. Sitting on her bed, smiling at her. No. He was sneering at her.

"W-who are you?" She asked, backing of a few steps.

"Not so fast, Ms. Dalen." He answered, standing up. "You have quite a lovely home. May I ask who is the little boy over there?" He pointed to a photograph of Elsa, Anna and Olaf.

"No, you may not. Get out of my place." She snapped, making him laugh. "P-please, we have no money. Take whatever you want, but leave me alone."

"I'm not here for money, dear. I'm here for someone." He pulled a gun out of his pocket and pointed to Anna's photograph. "This bitch. Give me her, and I'll leave."

"Never." Elsa hissed, and he smiled again. "You – Hans, I assume?"

"My pleasure." He said. "It would be a shame if this boy ended up without his mother."

"You won't have her." Elsa repeated. "Cops are after you. How long do you think you can hide?"

"As long as I want." He answered calmly. "You seem to be a good girl. I don't really like the idea of hurting you."

"Like you did to her?" She said angrily.

"I never hurt Anna." He smirked. "I was just trying to fix her. She was broken."

"You're sick." Elsa shot back. "Leave this girl alone."

"I can't. I need her now." He approached Elsa, pointing the gun to her face. "And I would be pleased if you just gave her to me."

"How did you find me? Or us?" She asked. She needed time.

"Oh, I was never gone. I was around, watching her." He sat on her couch. "And her mother made me a favor telling me your name." He looked at a picture of Olaf and her. "You have a lovely family. It would be a shame to destroy it, wouldn't it?" Elsa sighed. "Just give her to me. I promise I'll leave you alone. And unharmed."

"How kind of you." Elsa mocked. "But I think I'll have to refuse."

"Well, that's a shame." He smirked, and then punched Elsa hard in the face.

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"Elsa?" Anna called, getting inside the apartment. "I brought Chinese! Are you hungry?" She furrowed her brows, having no reply. "Elsa? Where are – "

She got into the bedroom, finding her girlfriend curled around herself and with blood in her whole face. Elsa sent her a terrified look, as if she wanted her to back off. But Anna didn't. She ran straight to her, cupping her face between her hands to take a better look.

"What is going on here?" She whispered, lying Elsa's head on her lap. She looked around and felt her body freeze. He was there. Sitting on the corner, he sneered at her. As he did on that day.

"Hello, Anna." Hans smirked. "Have a seat, please. We have some business to discuss."