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"Who was on the phone?" Anna asked quizzically and Elsa blushed darker.
"No one. Let's just go." The blonde replied and she looked away before standing to walk out of the mall.
"Elsa?" The redhead's voice called and Elsa stopped.
"Yes?" The older woman asked and turned to Anna.
"I appreciate everything you've done for me, but maybe this was a mistake..." The redhead said as she looked down at her feet.
"What?! What's a mistake?" Elsa looked up at Anna.
"Being here. Running to you when things got too hard with Hans." The redhead replied still looking at her feet.
"But we're family." The older woman responded, completely heartbroken.
"But we're not really anymore. I don't know anything about you. I didn't know you had a son. I didn't know you had someone. I didn't even think about the fact that you have your own life." Anna replied, finally looking up at Elsa and knowing that she said the wrong thing as she took in the blonde's red rimmed eyes.
"But I want you to be a part of my life. I love you, Anna." The blonde responded as tears started to flow down her face.
"I know, and the last two days have been lovely, but you and Olaf go back to your lives tomorrow and I'm not sure that I'll fit." The redhead looked unsure.
"We'll figure something out. We'll make it work." Elsa responded intensely. "Don't leave. Not when I just got you back... Where would you go?"
"Back to Hans. I am still his wife."
"You don't have to. We can figure something out."
"Okay..." Anna responded unsure.
"Let's go home." The blonde said and grabbed the redhead's hand and some bags from the floor and dragged her out of the mall.
The drive was quiet and awkward as the two drove back to the manor, until Elsa broke the silence. "Meg called me." She said to herself mostly.
"Oh..." Anna replied.
"She wanted to know..." The blonde trailed off, not sure what to tell Anna.
"If she could come over?" The redhead joked.
"Sort of but she wants—I like someone. And she, uhm, wants me to go for it." Elsa stuttered through an explanation.
"But I thought the two of you-" The younger woman questioned, confused.
"We are, but that's it. She's not—We're not together or anything." The blonde replied, running a hand through her hair.
"So she was giving you advice on getting with this other girl?" Anna questioned again.
"Yes." The blonde replied, her hands tightening on the steering wheel.
"Wow..." Anna replied, but given some thought she spoke again. "Either she's in love with you or she just really loves you."
"She's my friend." Elsa argued, and the redhead nodded.
"Your best friend without me."
"You are more than just my best friend, Anna. You're my family." The blonde tried to soothe.
"And what about Meg? What about this other girl?" Anna snapped back.
"Meg is my secretary. She's very good at what she does, but she's also a good friend, that's it. And my crush doesn't mean anything. Nothing will come from it." Elsa replied brokenly.
"How do you know that unless you try?" The younger woman questioned.
"I have tried." The blonde responded dejectedly as they pulled back up to the manor and she immediately put the car in park and hopped out. "I'll be right back with Olaf."
"Okay." Anna replied as she was left alone in the car with her thoughts. Although she was soon interrupted by someone next to the car.
"Hello, Mrs. Southern." A large body stood right outside the door, blocking the light.
"Hello Allistair. How are you today?" The redhead asked the bodyguard.
"I'm quite alright. How are you today, ma'am?"
"I dunno..." Anna replied dejectedly. "I don't know how I'm supposed to pick back up life again, I feel like I missed everything. I mean, everything's different now. She has a kid and I'm just her childhood friend waiting around for her. I guess It's only deserved." The redhead giggled then. "I did run away to the other side of the country with someone I knew was no good."
"Why does the quality of the other person affect running across the country?" A new voice cut in and Allistair moved she saw that it was Kristoff, standing a few feet from the car smoking a cigarette.
"I think I could get through anything with the right person." Anna responded dreamily. Kristoff snorted through cigarette smoke.
"That's ridiculous." He laughed.
"Why is that?" She responded indignantly.
"There are no heroes in this world, Mrs. Southern." He replied cruelly. "The only person who can make it better for you is you."
"That's not true. Just like everyone else in this house, I have Elsa." This gave the large young man pause.
"I suppose that's true. If there are any truly good people in this world it's her." The man smiled an easy grin at the thought of the blonde.
"Are you-"
"Okay, Olaf! Let's go home." Elsa said as she walked out the door with the little boy in tow. "Kristoff, Allistair." She greeted.
"Hello, Ms. Arrendelle." Allistair greeted first. Kristoff threw his cigarette to the side and stomped off to his own car with no greeting, before jumping in and driving off. Elsa immediately looked down at the little boy whose hand was in her own. He was jumping up and down, completely oblivious to what had occurred.
"Come on, baby. Let's go home." She said smiling down at her son while her thoughts raged.