Warning: this chapter contains explicit content. The penultimate scene (third scene right after the line break), to be more specific but only the latter half of that scene.

Upon hearing the news concerning her father's death, Elsa decided she would drive back and make arrangements alongside her sister. She never imagined that it would take another tragic event to bring them back together again; first it was her mother's death that created a division between the two and now her father's death seemed to do the opposite. Life did have a weird way of making things happen.

They weren't pleasant news, in fact, she was disappointed in having to leave Anna at her parents, specially during the holidays. The redhead had insisted on accompanying her but Elsa refused as that would just keep her from enjoying the festivities with her family. "Besides, I'll see you in no time," the blonde had said. Of course she knew that Anna wouldn't give up easily without a fight and the redhead kept asking every other hour, trying to convince Elsa to change her mind.

"Please, Elsa. My parents won't mind. They know you're going through a hard time." She tried getting her parents involved, hoping that would help somehow but much to her despair, Elsa still refused.

"You're not leaving here without me," was another one of her tactics. She had taken hold of Elsa's keys and stood in front of the door as Elsa made her way downstairs with a bag in hand. Little did she know, Elsa also had her ways of getting what she wanted so it wasn't long before Anna gave up and let Elsa out the door.

"You broke my heart," she said as Elsa placed her bag on the passenger's seat.

The blonde only smiled and walked towards her to kiss her. "I promise I'll put it back together when I get back."

Excitement suddenly spread through Anna's face in the form of a mischievous smile, as if she had suddenly thought of a brilliant idea. "Or maybe I'll surprise you and come find you tomorrow, you'll be at your place, right?"

Elsa cocked her head to the side, "Anna, stay here. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine as long as you're fine."

"That's the thing Elsa, I'll be fine as long as I'm with you." She went for her last tactic, maybe Elsa wouldn't refuse her puppy eyes.

"You should spend time with your parents. You rarely see them, and besides," she rubbed Anna's back, "I still have that surprise for you, remember? We'll spend time together then."

"Fine." Anna frowned, "why do you have to be so convincing?"

At first glance it seemed like Ygrette was doing fine without her. She was busy and getting a hold of her was rather difficult for Elsa and it made her question why her presence was even needed. When they spoke on the phone, for the second time on the day of the news, Ygrette insisted on having Elsa help with making arrangements. Elsa considered refusing but knew her resolve would be futile considering that it was about Adgar. Regardless of the issues between the two, he was still her father and death was death.

It was hard for her to admit it but she definitely felt a void within her. It was a small part of her but a void nonetheless. She also knew she wasn't reacting as it was expected of her but truth be told, the relationship between her father and herself was rigid. Also, death was a common thing—inevitable—and dwelling on such matters often brought one of the darkest sides of people and she refused to give in on that. Doing this with her sister (or for her, she still wasn't sure) was a headache. There were many things they needed to take care of and deciding on anything they could both agree on was a difficult, if not impossible task. That wasn't the worse part, however. She knew she would eventually come to terms with Ygrette and the whole thing would be over before they both knew it.

Perhaps the worst part would be dealing with all the people, be it lawyers, board members, partners, and her father's friends who would undoubtedly expect the two sisters to give a statement. They were small tasks but they were still bothersome and inconvenient. Besides, being away from Anna during Christmas was already hard enough.

"Elsa? I see you finally made it." Her sister put away her phone as soon as she finished making a call.

"And I see you're finally finished," Elsa replied.

"I'm far from finished, but I'm glad to hear you're here." There was a hint of sincerity behind Ygrette's words and Elsa took it as such. Sure, Elsa wasn't as affected as she should be, but that didn't mean Ygrette shouldn't be. After all, it was Ygrette who was closest to Adgar.

"What do you need me to do?"

Ygrette's serious expression changed into a small smile. "You're all business, aren't you?"

"That's what I'm here for." Ygrette nodded and took a moment to think, which allowed Elsa to really observe and take in the state in which her sister was in. "Are you okay?" She asked after some hesitation.

The other girl shrugged, "I'm as okay as is appropriate for the occasion."

"Well," Elsa shifted her eyes and fidgeted her fingers, not sure on how to comfort her sister. They were not used to being close towards each other, much less affectionate. "Look, I… I wasn't as close to him as you were so I don't understand what you're feeling right now but I lost someone I cared about too, we both did and I know it's so cliché to say this but it gets better and I want you to know that this time I'm here if you ever need anything."

"Thank you," she mouthed. "This, what you're doing, it speaks volumes and I know you're not doing it just because it's an obligation as his daughter but also because you want to. His loss was sudden and unexpected."

Elsa pursed her lips, taking in the words they both exchanged until it hit her. Curiosity evaded her until that moment. "How- how did he die?"

"I don't understand. I don't understand any of it. He was supposed to be safe. All the guards have always been trustworthy but all of the sudden one falls out of line." That was true. Everyone knew that Adgar was always strict when it came to security and safety. Yes, the man was known to be a risk taker, but when it came to his life, he considered it a very valuable asset.

"So it was one of the guards?" Elsa asked, confused and surprised.

"One of the "guards," he had experience but he wasn't supposed to be on call that day. He wasn't even supposed to be on the team that took father abroad." Ygrette added.

The blonde took a moment before saying anything. "Have you considered this a crime? Surely it was planned. Someone was clearly behind all of this." Elsa started to pace around.

"We have. But father had many enemies, even the investigator recommends not dwelling much on it. Obviously, I disagree. He seems far too unconcerned."

"Unless… he's behind it as well. Someone must have gotten to him after you contacted him, which means that if they're trying really hard to hide, they'll do anything in their hands to keep you from finding the truth."

"Are you saying they might go after me too?" Ygrette never thought about it that way, in fact, she hadn't given it much thought at all, until now that Elsa was bringing it up.

"I'm saying we need to find out what really is going on, but that means we have to be much more careful about it. Confide in no one and hire someone who you know will do as you say, try to be discrete about that too. Father might have many enemies but he has always had enemies, that's not news. There must be a specific reason why this happened and if we find out why, we can find out who did it."

"You're right. He's always had enemies and most importantly," Ygrette took a pause to walk back to her desk. "He has always known how to deal with them. There must be a big reason behind all of this. Do you mind staying a few more days?" She asked and Elsa was surprised that Ygrette was actually asking instead or commanding.

"I'll do what I can."

"I wouldn't ask if it wasn't absolutely necessary and I understand you might have other plans but you do have to stay for at least two more days." Ygrette clarified.

Elsa appeared to be confused, not fully understanding what would happen in two days time. If it was up to her, she would get everything over with as soon as she could.

The way Yvette was staring back at her was intimidating, but Elsa truly did not know what was to happen in the next days. She had the sudden feeling that there was something else she was missing. "You don't know?" The brunette asked and arched her eyebrow. Elsa shook her head. "Reading of the will. I'll go over the details tomorrow."

A nervous laugh suddenly erupted from the blonde, and she was shocked as was Ygrette. Such reaction was atypical from her sister. "I don't really need to be there, do I?"

"Why wouldn't you? Even if father left you nothing you are still family."

Elsa only nodded, that man was a true mystery but so was the situation at hand.

After several meetings with clients and other people who were more concerned about who was now in charge rather than how the Arendelle family was doing, Elsa found herself back at her apartment. It had been a long day but, despite how exhausted she felt, she tried not to let that get to her because she knew there would be longer days to come. Even now when she was out of the office she still had planning to do and phone calls to make, her sister made sure of that much.

She set the stack of papers she had been handed atop the table and proceeded to at least take her bag into her room. She hadn't had a chance of stopping by earlier as she was running a bit late and wanted to get business out of the way as quickly as she could. Unfortunately, now that she thought about it, business wouldn't be out of the way for a while.

She felt strange all of the sudden. Things happened so fast and she was now back in a place she wasn't supposed to be. It was a funny feeling, she definitely wasn't used to being on her own. Whatever she had planned always involved Anna and now she'd have to go at least a week without her. Thinking about that made her even more nostalgic and she decided that the best thing to do would be to call her.

It was nine, almost ten but she knew Anna would pick up her call no matter what. She smiled to herself after realizing that there was no way Anna would go to bed before ten. She grabbed the takeout she had picked on the way back to her place and grabbed the phone as she made her way to the couch. A small part of her panicked after noticing a few texts from Anna from earlier that day. How had she not noticed?

"Hey Elsa!" The blonde, too enthralled on her thoughts, didn't even notice the fact that she had dialed Anna's number.

"Oh… umm. Hey. I hope I didn't pick a bad time to call. I just now saw your texts and I've been busy all day. I just managed to go through my phone-"

"Look at who's rambling now," Anna teased and Elsa could hear her laughter from the other end.

"Well, I'm sure I've caught that from you."

"Oh! I'm sure that's not the only thing you've caught from me," Anna continued. There were loud noises in the background and suddenly everything went quiet, save for Anna's voice. Elsa assumed the redhead moved rooms or turned off the TV, curiosity got the better of her.

"As long as it's not your laziness-"

"Hey! You're just jealous you can't wake up as late as I do, except for the previous days of course."

"Hmm. I have to say I'm surprised you're not in bed yet."

There was again background noise on the other end and maybe even some voices. Elsa was sure she could even make out someone calling for Anna.

The redhead interrupted her thinking, "Elsa, yes I'm sad and disappointed that you're not here but not depressed. Although I could be."

Confusion washed over the blonde. Why would Anna think she implied that? "Depressed?" She asked with a hint of unfamiliarity in her voice, clearly unaware of what was going on.

"No, no. I mean yeah. It sucks not having you here on Christmas Eve."

"Oh!" Reality hit her all of the sudden. The whole day had been filled with meetings, papers, phone calls and people she had hoped not to see ever again that she thought of it as a regular day rather than a holiday. She had become so engrossed with the current issue that she even forgot her other worry. Anna. "I completely lost track of today, I'm sorry."

Anna laughed once again, "did you seriously forget today's date?"

"You can't really blame me, it's been a long day but I guess that explains all the noise."

"They're so loud, aren't they? I had to come up to my room and even then people were following me around." Anna declared.

"No wonder I thought I heard someone call your name." Elsa extended herself on the couch, completely forgetting about the food on the coffee table.

"Ah, jealous are we?" Anna's amusement was audible even through the phone and Elsa was glad that Anna couldn't see her blush because yes, she was right, she was a bit jealous.

"Please, I'm not the jealous type." She lied.

"We'll see about that."

Elsa gasped and pretended to act surprised, "are you saying you're going to make me jealous on purpose?"

"I'm kidding," Anna giggled, "I would never do such a thing."

Elsa sighed. "Hey listen, I know I'm probably interrupting your celebrations but I just wanted to talk to you. You should probably head downstairs soon. Say hi to your family for-"

"Elsa, no. Are you kidding? I get to spend Christmas away from you and now I can't even talk to you? What kind of girlfriend are you?" The freckled girl's protests were a good cause to continue the talk, as humorous as they were.

"I'd love to talk to you for the rest of the night, you don't even have to ask me twice but what about your family?"

"I'll spend the day with them tomorrow. Now, tell me about your day." There was shuffling on the background again and this time Elsa assumed Anna had laid down on her bed.

The blonde told her everything. She began talking about her drive to the city that morning and her sister's sudden change in attitude. Then she talked about the people she ran into that day. Elsa assumed Anna would just find all of that stuff boring but the redhead actually seemed entertained, laughing at the partners' odd habits and giving them ridiculous nicknames. Maybe it had been a long, busy day but at the end of the day all that mattered was realizing that she had Anna.

Elsa went on and told her about her plans for the next days, apologizing in advance for her busy schedule and for not really being able to be there for her. But of course Anna understood, she always did which made Elsa feel all the more guilty. This wasn't fair to Anna at all, none of it was.

"How are you doing, anyway?" Anna asked after an hour or so into the conversation.

"I'm doing...good, I suppose. And you?"

"I'm not asking how you're doing in general. I mean, how are you coping with your father's death?" Anna clarified.

"Is it bad that I'm not doing that bad?" Elsa sighed, somewhat guilty for admitting that.

"No, I mean it's understandable. You two weren't that close. He wouldn't even talk to you until recently."

"It's funny how everything works out, isn't it? Just when there was hope of mending our relationship, this happens." Anna noticed the way Elsa's voice suddenly became monotone.

"Elsa it's not your fault," she took a moment, "it's not your fault that your relationship with your father was what it was. And it's definitely not your fault that you two couldn't get to fix it because it was also up to him too. Okay?" Anna needed to hear Elsa's affirmative response. She predicted that the blonde would find a way of being responsible for something somehow and she wasn't about to let Elsa do that.

"No, I know but that's not the issue." Was Elsa's response instead.

"What is then?" Anna seemed a bit confused.

"There might be a good possibility that my father's death was no accident. Well, actually, it definitely wasn't an accident. It was planned all along."

There was silence and Elsa wondered what could possibly be going on in Anna's mind. She pictured the redhead furrowing her eyebrows, scratching her head and biting at her lip.

God, how I wish I was there.

"We know it's Hans. Yes? Yes?" Anna finally spoke, a little too enthusiastically.

"Who else?"

"Have you mentioned anything to anyone?" There was again more shuffling, maybe Anna sitting up.

"No. I'm not sure whom I can trust yet. There's someone working from the inside." The blonde sighed. Saying everything that was going on out loud made it even more stressful and it helped confirm that it wasn't just a product of her imagination. This was real, very real.

"Does your sister know?"

"Not yet."

"Are you going to tell her?" Anna's voice sounded impatient.

"Should I? I should, shouldn't I? I've been weighing the pros and cons but arrived at nothing." Elsa began to unconsciously outline the edges of the couch with her fingers.

"Well, if you're asking for my opinion, I thinks she deserves to know what went down at the ball the other day. I mean, I'm sure she's not the one who's behind this. She was closest to your father, after all."

"Ugh, you're right," Elsa exhaled deeply, "this whole thing is just very stressful. And it's barely the first day!"

"I can imagine. But I'm here for you, if you need anything. I could be there with you, but no! You disagreed." That got a loud, unexpected laugh out of Elsa.

"Are you protesting my decision?" There was humor in her voice.

"If you know me you should know I'll always do."

"That's true. You're not the one to play by the rules. I learned that a long time ago." Elsa continued to tease her.

"Like I said before, if I want something really bad, I simply get it. Hey, random question."

"Yeah?"

"How's your sister dealing with all of this anyway? How's she treating you?"

Elsa thought about it. "More or less the same. There's something about the situation that makes her more human, I suppose. But I bet she'll say the same about me so..."

"Does she seem affected?"

Someone's really curious tonight, Elsa thought but then realized Anna probably just wanted to talk to her, about whatever the topic might be.

"Umm, no. Not really. She's keeping herself busy, a coping mechanism, in my opinion."

"Must be tough for her... And, and you of course." Anna's voice became quieter towards the end, somewhat afraid of going into that topic but she didn't find it normal that Elsa had absolutely no reaction to her father's death. She was no psychologist but she knew that wasn't normal, despite how difficult their relationship might have been.

"Hey, Anna?" Elsa started and the redhead felt a little disappointed because she knew Elsa was about to change the topic. "Merry Christmas."

Anna quickly looked around to find a clock, or a watch or any device that would tell her the time. She looked at the phone screen and confirmed it was indeed passed midnight. "Merry Christmas to you too! Wow, I didn't even notice the time."

"I know, we've been on the phone for hours and it hasn't felt that way at all." Elsa stretched.

"Tell me about it. Are you sleepy? You probably have a long day tomorrow."

"I'm fine. I'd rather talk to you, although I much rather change the subject now." The blonde confessed, a little too overwhelmed with her father's topic.

"Yeah, it's all too stressful as it is. Anyway," Elsa heard Anna breathe in several times before continuing. "Tell me, what are you wearing?"

"Oh, well. I haven't actually had time to chan-" Elsa began.

"No. I mean, what are you wearing?" Anna emphasized.

The blonde girl took a moment to process where Anna was getting at, until it actually hit her. "Oh... Oh!"

"It hasn't even been a day and I already miss you more than I should." Anna decided it was up to her to take the initiative. "I've thought about you all day. How you pay attention to every part of me everytime we are together." Elsa found herself very attentive. She knew where Anna was going with this, and she had to admit she was enjoying it. "The way you trail kisses down my neck... And my thighs... Or how you leave scratches on my back any time it gets too heated." She noticed the way Anna's breathing became shorter and the pacing much faster. She couldn't help but imagine Anna running her free hand all over herself, feeling every part of her body. "I miss you, Elsa."

"I miss you too," Elsa replied. Quickly and deliberate. Her voice sounded different though, heated and almost as a whisper but she didn't know Anna found it very seductive or that she was enjoying Elsa's reaction.

There was shifting on the other end, and the the movement of fabric. "Take off your clothes," Anna commanded.

Elsa was hesitant, she remained as she was for a while until Anna asked if she was done. She hurriedly unbuttoned her shirt and removed her pants, leaving only her bra and panties on. "Done." She answers before she was actually finished. She was eager and all of the sudden excited. Anna had a way of doing that to her.

"What color are you wearing today?" Anna's voice was shaky.

"Bl-black." Elsa found herself running her hand on the inside of her thigh.

"My favorite. You know," she gasped for air, "that bra has to go though, right?"

"Mhm," Elsa responded. Her mind too busy imagining Anna to think of more than one word answers to say.

"Good. Now, I want you to do everything I tell you okay?" She waiting for Elsa to answer her approval but nothing came, except a hum that sounded like a yes. "I'll be doing the same thing, don't worry."

"Ok-okay."

"Softly run your hand over your breasts." Elsa did so, becoming attuned with the rhythm of Anna's voice. She was amazed at how fast she'd been turned on. "Run your palm around each one, just like I would if I was there." Elsa wasn't saying much, but Anna knew she was paying absolute attention and was doing as told. "Use your fingers to caress your nipples, feel them harden under your touch."

Anna's speech became interrupted every now and then every time she spoke and Elsa imagined it was because the redhead was just as excited as she was. The thought of having Anna doing what she was doing to herself brought reality to another level. She did feel her nipples harden, and she felt the softness of her skin, the roundness of her breasts, and the sudden goose bumps that appeared on her skin. She was enjoying feeling herself because Anna wasn't there, but it was as if she was so that gave her the liberty to get really into it.

"It's all about exploring," Anna spoke again and this time there was a high pitch on her voice. "Are you enjoying it, Elsa?"

Yes! She wanted to say but Anna called her name and that just made it so much better. It was as if this sexual goddess who had the power of doing this to her, making her feel great, was acknowledging her existence, making it much more real.

"Elsa?"

"Yes. Yeah!" A light sigh that sounded more like a silent moan followed. "I'm enjoying it very much."

"Time to pay attention to other parts of your body. Touch yourself, truly begin exploring." Anna's breathing became much more louder, which encouraged Elsa to continue doing as Anna instructed, but the redhead had not been specific enough this time, giving her the freedom to do what she really wanted. The heat down between her tights was calling for her attention. She attempted to remove her panties as quickly as she could but with only one available hand, all the managed to do was pull them down to her knees before she gave in the urge to run her hand between her legs.

"What do you think?" Anna's voice again. Elsa opened her mouth to offer a response but the only thing that came out was a moan, a loud, proper moan this time. "You've gotten ahead, I see." Anna paused. "Don't worry, you're not the only one with slick fingers anymore," she emitted an audible gasp which drove Elsa absolutely crazy. Her hips began to arch up involuntarily, seeking a faster rhythm than her hand was offering. She stirred them around, offering more movement and allowing her fingers to explore every wall inside of her.

"Mmm..." She almost forgot Anna was on the other end. "You'll be pleased to know I'm very wet."

"Ooh, Anna!" Elsa moaned. She was sure she was close and by the way she was panting, Anna was also aware of that.

"See, the key is the pacing. Slow down. Slow thrusts." Anna insisted and Elsa obeyed. "I want us to do this at the same time."

"Al-alright." Elsa was having trouble speaking. Running out of breath as she pushed her fingers in and out of herself left her with little room to talk.

"When-" Anna moaned, "when you think the feeling is subsiding you can start picking up the-" another moan, "the pace again. Just make sure you don't actually go over the edge. It'll be better, trust me."

"Anna, I'm so close." Elsa implored.

"Increase your speed, change the tempo, feel your warmth, how you're capable of so much."

There was silence, save for each of the girls' breathing, becoming synchronized with the other's as they both were driven over the edge. "Faster, Elsa. Do it for me."

That did it.

With one more thrust, Elsa felt her body shake under her. The sensations were too much and every part of her pushed for release, she gave in. She completely forgot about her surroundings and only paid attention to the state of ecstasy she was currently in. It was wonderful and hearing Anna's continuous moans on the other end as the redhead also reached her orgasm made it even better.

The sound of a ringing phone filled the room. It kept ringing and ringing and it wouldn't go away.

Stop! Elsa screamed internally but the sound remained. It felt as if it got louder every time and as if it kept ringing infinitely.

Maybe if I switch dreams it'll go away, she unconsciously thought, aware that she was dreaming. Her attempt to switch dreams, however, woke her up enough for her to realize that the phone ringing wasn't a dream. It was actually ringing.

Who's calling at this time? It's still dark outside. A small groan escaped her as she stretched. She reached for her phone and tried to read the caller but her eyes failed to adjust to the bright screen and fought to remain closed.

"Hello?" She answered, giving up on her previous tactic.

"Elsa, Elsa! Are you up? Are you up?"

Elsa yawned, "Anna, it must be like six in the morning. Why are you up so early?"

"It's Christmas, duh!"

"Ah, yes. Shouldn't you be opening your presents? Or, I don't know... Asleep?" She protested.

"What fun would that be if there are even better things to do?" Anna's excitement was over the roof and that caused Elsa to smile. She loved seeing, or in this case hearing, this side of Anna.

"Care to elaborate?"

"Oh, wow. You really didn't notice, I guess." Anna mumbled, more to herself than Elsa. The blonde was about to ask but Anna continued to talk. "You need to open your gifts!"

"Gifts?" Elsa questioned and wondered if she had successfully transitioned into another dream. It sure felt like one.

"I put them on the back of your car without you noticing," she rushed. "Go, go, go! Open them!"

Elsa pictured Anna jumping in excitement and she got off her bed, put some slippers on and headed to the parking garage. She tried to ignore the cold and head to her car and back into her apartment as quickly as she could.

"I see you've included your parents' gift to me as well." Elsa said as she walked back into the apartment, struggling to hold the door as she held two presents on one arm.

"They're both from me, actually. Your other presents are still here. Did you open them yet?"

"Just made it back inside. Did you and your parents open yours yet?"

"Yeah they loved what you got them and I did too but I just have a few questions." The redhead's excitement was still there but Elsa could sense a hint of confusion.

"Your gifts are clues," Elsa smiled to herself.

"Clues?" Anna remained silent as she tried to decipher the clues. "Clues to what?"

"The surprise I have for you, remember?" It was then that Elsa began to unwrap her presents.

"Hmm. Okay, I get the camera- great camera by the way, I love it. But how are the rose and a book clues to anything?"

Elsa struggled with one of the gifts. "Gosh Anna, how much tape did you use? And," she attempted to pull at the wrapping paper again. "And I won't tell you. Maybe you'll figure it out or maybe you'll just have to wait till I reveal the surprise."

"Ugh… fine. So, did you open them yet?"

"I just did. Wow, Anna. This is a really nice watch. Now I feel like my gift to you really wasn't enough." She played with it and brought it up to examine it. That thing must have coast Anna a fortune. "And what's this?" She laughed, "when did you even take this picture of us? I never knew."

"Well, we can establish that you don't notice many things but admit it, it's a great picture." They were referring to a photograph Anna had managed to take when at Elsa's country house.

"You're a great photographer." Elsa unconsciously held the frame close to her. For some reason that second gift held much more meaning than the first.

"Did you see the note?" Anna pointed out and Elsa looked down at the box and noticed the note.

The note! Of course. Anna really went all out. It brought back the memories of when they first met and the only apparent and appropriate, not to mention less complicated (considering their situation), means of communication was through notes.

"Merry Christmas, Elsa. P.S. "you're not my mother." Anna does this make a reference to-" she was about to ask but Anna cut her off.

"Yes, yes it does."

Elsa laughed again. "This… this is great, really. Amazing. Thank you." She didn't lie, it really was great. No one had put as much effort before as Anna had and she loved it.

"No, thank you!" Anna exclaimed.

"For what? It's nothing, really. You deserve everything."

"Thank you for being part of my life, and I can't wait to find out what your surprise is." Anna went on.

"Thank you for being in mine. I- I love… I love this." She caught herself in a moment of vulnerability and for a brief moment wondered what she was so afraid of. Anna was hers and she was Anna's and nothing would change that.

AN: :o what is this? An update in time.

So I decided to upload this because my next two or three weeks are packed. Needless to say I will write and I will definitely try to upload the next chapter.

I've read all of your reviews, thank you guys so much! What do you guys think is Elsa's surprise?

Also, it's probably to late to ask this but do any of you have any suggestions as to what the cover image for this fic should be? Let me know through here or on tumblr siri-ias.