The Arendelle sisters were eating breakfast silently when a soft knock sounded at the door. Elsa held her hand out, silently telling her sister to stay put and be quiet. The younger sister nodded, grabbing the baseball bat they kept around for defending themselves.

Elsa made sure that the chain guard was in place before cracking open the door to reveal three strangers- two men and one woman- loitering about.

"Can I help you with something?" Elsa asked, her hand tightening around the doorknob.

"Miss Arendelle?" asked one of the men, handsomely tall with golden blond hair and baby blue eyes.

"Who wants to know?" the pale blonde asked, her hand inching to remove the gloves she wore.

"I'm Captain Rogers, this is Sergeant Barnes and Agent Romanoff," he quickly introduced his friends. "We're to escort you and your sister to Avenger tower. Do you have everything packed?"

Elsa nodded, closing the door to undo the locks and let them in.

"Anna, put the bat down before you accidentally whack someone upside the head," Elsa ordered, her voice exhausted. "Go and pack everything that we left out last night."

Elsa was well aware of the three superheroes taking in the dingy apartment. The ceiling was stained from water leaks and rusty pipes were visible through the moldy walls. The carpet was wet, much like a swamp, and a metallic stench filled the air.

Elsa shuffled uncomfortably in place, pulling the threadbare cardigan that she was wearing closer around her thin frame as she avoided their sympathetic looks, going around the room to fold two blankets and collect a discarded book.

"Ready?" Anna asked, lugging two backpacks and a duffle bag out from their shared bedroom. She didn't protest when Sergeant Barnes easily intercepted the light baggage, briefly sending a thin lipped smile down at the small girl.

"Ready," Elsa said, still holding the blankets. Anna nodded, slipping her hand into her sister's and resting her head onto her shoulder.

"ARENDELLE!"

Elsa winced at the bellow, quickly pushing Anna behind her as a portly man with a balding head and stained clothes limped up to them. Even from far away, the stench of his unwashed body flooded the group's noses.

"We're leaving Paul," Elsa said wearily. "You'll never hear from us again-"

"Not yet you aren't," he snarled, pulling his lips up to reveal rotting teeth. Elsa wasn't quick enough to avoid being grabbed by the arm and dragged into his body.

"HEY!" Anna yelled, charging towards them, baseball bat in hand, which she used to crack Paul on the head. "Keep your hands off my sister!"

"Steve, take them to the car- Bucky and I'll take care of this-" the redhead woman spoke up, waving her hand at the disoriented landlord. "Poor excuse of a human being."

The blond man- Steve- took the luggage and with a hand on Anna's shoulder, led both women away from where Bucky was bristling at Paul.

"What are they gonna do to him?" Anna asked innocently, shouldering her baseball bat as she scooted closer to Steve. She ignored a pointed look from Elsa, who walked with her hands clasped behind her back.

"You don't wanna know," Steve chuckled, pointing to a black car. He tossed the girls' things into the rear before helping them settle in by switching the seat warmers on.

"Thank you," Elsa quietly said, wringing her hands nervously. She jumped when Steve's hand enveloped hers, and she couldn't help but relax into his comforting touch.

"We got you," he smiled as the other two joined them. It didn't escape Elsa's notice that Sergeant Barnes had light flecks of blood on his knuckles, making her shuffle closing to Anna.

"We ready?" the redhead asked, sliding into the driver's seat and starting the car.

The Arendelle sisters unconsciously grabbed ahold of each other's hand and squeezed as the vehicle left their past behind and went forward towards a new adventure.