Elsa's called into the doctor's office, breaking Anna from her thoughts. She has to help Elsa to her feet; she's struggling under the weight of her the babies, and clearly the Tylenol hasn't helped yet. Anna holds Elsa's bag, and her hand, as they make their way in.
"How are we today?" the doctor asks, closing the door. Elsa moves to the examination bed in the middle of the room. Anna helps her up.
"Excited," she answers honestly. "And ready to not be pregnant."
Ready to meet her babies.
She looks at Anna. Their babies.