The relationship between Alex Vause and Piper Chapman is one of the most dynamic and endearing relationships in O.I.T.N.B. I just think it'd be easier to write Anna as Piper, as she is more naive. Elsa is more sensual and more mysterious, making her easier to picture as Alex Vause.

And you guys do know that when something is italicized, that usually means that it's in one's mind, or it's in the past? No? Well, now you do know.

Wanna know something else? I don't own either Frozen or O.I.T.N.B. Who does? Well, there's always the internet.

That being said, I present:

Chapter 2: Home

"Sooner or later, my cartel will be caught, and we'll both have to go into hiding. When that happens..." Elsa sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "...will you stay with me?"

Anna looked at right back at her, teal eyes staring down on ocean blue. She knew full well what lied in her heart of hearts. She has never been in a relationship before, but she knew they had their ups and downs. But with Elsa, there was never any argument or heated exchanges. They meshed together perfectly, in personality and in sexual appetite. "Elsa, I'll be with you." she said firmly.

Elsa fought back a watery sniff. Her eyes were on the verge of tears. "Always?" she asked beseechingly.

"Always." she finished with a peck on the lips.

...

Breakfast was cold, fast, and (from the perspective of Anna's tastebuds) rather sour. They had to be at the front gates of Arendelle Penitentiary by 10AM.

Anna and Kristoff were sitting across from each other, but couldn't manage to look at each other in the eye. The only sound resonating between them was the clanging and forks and plates, and the occasional munching sound of toast. Sven would occasionally waddle around the two, hoping for a piece of sausage or toast, but his whimpers were sadly never responded.

Nevertheless, Anna tried to savor as much she could. Licking her lips over the cool stainless steel fork over mouth, she'll tried to enjoy the eggs that Kristoff maid for her (sunny side up, if you were curious). She always found it sexy that a man could provide for her and cook a decent meal. This would, after all, be the last normal breakfast dining she'll be having. In 2 hours, all that was going to disappear.

Had she know that it was all going to vanish like this in a sudden flash? No - no one would could ever imagine that ever happening to them. The authorities came to her house two months ago, complete with warrants, grumpy demeanor, and charges. They told everything: about the drug trafficking, about the expenses, about Elsa (Anna was grateful that the cops left out the lesbian part out). They demanded that Anna see to her court trials.

That's when the arguments happened. Day in and day out, it was constant yelling and tearing one's hair out. Occasionally, they've even slept in separate beds. This has continued up to last night, at then Anna told Kristoff about her relationship with Elsa.

As you can imagine, both didn't get much sleep. There was too much turning and shuffling around the blankets, and both were contemplating that this would be the last night together they'd had in 13 months.

When they finished eating their meals, both got up and placed their dishes onto the kitchen sink. Anna was about to turn on the faucet when Kristoff grabbed her hand.

"I'll clean the dishes this time, 'Kay?" said Kristoff in a soft voice.

"Oh, O.K. Usually I do them because I'm such a terrible cook and you're such an amazing one. Not to mention that fact that by me washing dishes, I'm probably going to be burning up time when I should be - " Anna couldn't finish her ramble as Kristoff's lips came crashing down on hers. Entwined with heat and saliva, they embraced each other for their last kiss.

"I love you so much." finished Kristoff as he brushed her bangs aside.

Anna faintly blushed as she nodded. Turning her back to grab her coat, she licked her lips, remembering Kristoff's. They didn't had the same fiery cool texture that Elsa possess, but they were still warm nevertheless, minus the occasional chapped lips.

"Come on. Lets go." he said, opening the door for her. Anna looked at their apartment. It was still the same as it was one year ago, when she met him. Now she wasn't going to see it. She'll miss all the warm chocolate that the two often drank together beside the fireplace. She'll definitely be missing that funky reindeer smell. But most of all, she'll miss calling this home. Home is where the heart is, and right now, it's with Kristoff's.

Bracing herself, Anna exited out of Kristoff's apartment for the last time and into the frigid morning.

This was the day. Today was the day where she was going to serve her time in jail.

...

Kristoff walked into his apartment. He was completely flustered. The recent recession, which has been going on for several years, has hit his ice business hard. Sales were dropping dramatically. He still had some money staved on in banking accounts from his relatives, so that outta cover him for several months. Nevertheless, if productivity continues to plummet like this, at this rate, he'd have to get himself another trade.

Dropping his beanie and goggles on the counter, he plopped himself down his sofa. Snow splashed down the carpet his relatives gave him, but he didn't care. All he wanted was -

"Sven?" he called out. Sven didn't respond back. "Sven?" he called again.

Nothing.

Panicking, he began looking for his German Shepard. A sharp knock on the other side of the room turned his attention to the door. Kristoff turned the door knob and opened it.

"Woah..." breathed Kristoff.

Woah would be considered an understatement to many, and an insult to this woman. This woman was absolutely beautiful. Covered head to toe in a sprinkle of snow, she seem to be an early Christmas present to any man. Freckles splashed across her cheeks gave her an almost childlike quality about her, as if the strawberry blonde braided pigtails weren't enough. Her teal eyes, told a different story. Years of experience and a recent breakup were spread across her iris. Though squinted with pain and discomfort, they still had enough fun in them.

Wait - pain and discomfort, thought Kristoff. He looked at her legs. This woman was bleeding on her right shin, staining her skinny jeans.

"Oh my God, are you - " gasped Kristoff.

"In pain? A bit." answered the woman, who was fiddling with her braids. She then gasped as she clasped her hand on her right shin. "Is this your dog?" She held Sven in her arms.

"Sven!"

"So it is your dog." said the woman, handing over Sven. He began licking over his owner's face. "He's cute, but I think he got a bit overenthusiastic when I gave him a snack."

"Sven, why did you bite the pretty lady. Is it because you liked her?" cooed Kristoff, patting Sven on the head. "You're bleeding. Let me help you with that."

"Oh, no, It's O.K. I'll just go to the hospital to get this cleaned up." insisted Anna.

"You placed my dog's needs before your own. The least I can do is treat that wound and stitch you up really." "I insist." he added, holding the doorway and extending his hand towards his place.

Anna looked inside. She contemplated. She was getting a tad bit light-headed. "Well, since you did put it like that..." she said, stepping inside the apartment. It smelled weird...like a horse lived here, or -

"Reindeer. That's what you're smelling." interjected Kristoff towards Anna's wrinkled nose and confused face. "My family works with them, and I occasionally help them. Um...welcome to my new house - I mean, apartment." Closing the door, Kristoff set Sven down and went to get his medical kit.

"I'm Anna." she said, still gazing around the room before. It wasn't the most luxuries or visually appealing, but it did house a nice, homely aura. Lots of wooden furniture dotted the loving room in an asymmetrical fashion, giving it a fun, careless vibe. Flecks of straw and hay were everywhere. Most fascinating of all was that he didn't use any conventional means of lighting (such as electricity), but lamps and candles. She had gone a lot of places, visited exotic locals with Elsa, but she had never seen a place like this before.

"I'm Kristoff." he said, pulling out the sofa with almost no considerable part on his end.

Anna smiled. "Thank you, Kristoff." She pulled her right pants up, revealing the bruise where Sven bit her.

"So...Anna," Kristoff asked as he dabbed some anti-bacterial swabs over the wound. He was pretty surprise that Anna didn't wince in pain at all. She must be the strong, spirited type, he thought to himself. "tell me where you're from."

Anna leaned in on her sofa. Sighing, she contemplated where to even begin. She had just broken up with Elsa. She had no future, no experience in the degree she majored, and no home. "I came from a lot of places." she began, throat thick with hesitation. "Been around here and there." Kristoff's eyebrows raised. Anna just realized what she had just said. "Oh, no - that's not what I meant - "

"It's O.K. I know what you meant."

This time, Anna raised her eyebrow. "You do?"

"Well, sort of." mumbled Kristoff. Finishing wrapping a bandage cloth around the bite wound, he looked up at his handiwork. No bad for someone with an informal medical training, he thought to himself. "There, that should do."

"Thank you. Thanks for everything." she said, admiring his handiwork. She flexed calf and moved her leg, careful not to hit Kristoff with it. She didn't feel any pain or discomfort whatsoever. A ding went of from the kitchen. "What's that?"

Kristoff smiled. "The hot chocolate." he said warmly. Anna's lips trembled. It was her one weakness. Getting up, Kristoff walked to the kitchen and poured himself 2 cups of steaming hot coffee. When he returned, he saw Anna with watery eyes and a leaking nose.

"Your one weakness, I suspect?" he asks sincerely. Anna can only cough a watery thanks as she took it with both hands. The heavenly scent of cocoa greeted her nostrils.

"Yes, yes it is." she said, proceeding to take a drink. "Tastes really good." Almost like being in heaven, thought Anna. Kristoff joined in as well. Silence fell between them - the only sounds was the rushing snow and the crackling fireplace.

...

"Remember how we met?" Kristoff said while driving, eyes on the road. The penitentiary was rather far away from where they live. As a result, they had to take the freeway. Doesn't help that both are stuck in traffic.

Anna smiled. She could remember it well. His dog was adorable, despite the bite that she received. "...Yeah, I do."

"Man, how awkward was that." said Kristoff, running his fingers through his unruly blonde mane. Flecks of snow fell. "To completely ask a girl out who just got scratched by your dog."

"Well, that certainly proves how much of a doofus you were. You didn't know anything about woman back then, did you?"

"I had a couple first dates, but they didn't go anywhere." replied Kristoff sheepishly.

Anna's eyes widen. He had never head this side of him. She turned of the radio and turned of the heater, intent of hearing more. The car was warm already. "Really?" she said, taking of her sweater.

Kristoff licked his lips. "Yeah." he said after what seemed like half a minute. "Honestly, the first time I saw you, I thought to myself, 'Damn, this woman looks good'." Anna giggled. She liked this confident side of him.

He continued. "That's when I thought to myself...who is she? What's her story? I had to get to know her."

"Did you ever imagine her a former lesbian that was part of an international drug cartel?" Anna said, bashing her thick eyelashes.

"No - I...I...ah - I..." fumbled Kristoff with his words as he pulled of his gloves, as if almost trying to shake of the agitation and release his digits. Cracking them, he continued.

"I thought that she was a fascinating young woman with a thirst for life and having fun." he completed, eyes still on the road. "And I was right."

Anna continue to stare. She was rarely the one to gloss over the important aspects of relationships, or known colloquially as the "talk". She'd rather glaze over it with a night out with pizza and a movie. Yet here she was, in the middle of traffic in a freeway, in a freezing morning, to a prison for goodness sake...and somehow, inexplicably, finding this romantic.

Kristoff continued, biting back a sniff. Was that water building up in his eye, thought Anna? "This entire year has been a complete blast. All my folks constantly talk about is settling down. If you hadn't come to my doorstep...if Sven hadn't bit you..." he trailed on, staring at her with deep brown eyes. Some cars were moving over his shoulder, but Anna couldn't care any less.

"Kristoff?"

"I don't care that you're going to prison. I wouldn't trade my time with you for any other thing in the world. I know that this is somewhat unconventional, with the both of us being but..." Kristoff rummaged though his pockets. "Come on, where is it...ah, here it is."

"Oh my God..."

Kristoff was holding a blue leather pocket case with an flower design on it. Popping the lid up, he held up a ring. Simple in its design, the golden ring was engraved with intricate rosemaling designs. On top of it was sporting a small diamond.

Silence fell upon them again. The only sound was the radiating engine of their pickup truck. And the beeping horns behind them. Traffic has begun moving.

"Hey, Anna?" he breathed towards his fiancé.

"Yes, dear." she answered back, hands clasped over her cheeks. She was ignoring the obscene hand that were flying over Kristoff's shoulder.

"When you get out of prison, we will plan together the perfect wedding. Together, liked we talked about. Promise?"

Tears were streaming down Anna's eyes as she said her answer, "Promise." Sealing it with a kiss, the beast that clawed her heart roared with triumph and elation and Kristoff embraced her.

"Burn in hell!" yelled an angry taxi driver cutting in front of them.

Still in the embrace of each other, both of them greeted him back with 2, proud middle fingers.

...

"Well, here we are." Kristoff turned of his engine, unlocking the doors and getting out.

Anna craned her neck. The penitentiary did not look inviting. Situated on the far side of Arendelle, the main building was made with concrete walls with broken beige paint, giving it a state of adequate well-being. 15 foot looming barb wire loomed around the entire facility, and Anna could have sworn that they must be electrocuted, as there a large humming from the electric generator attached to the building. A track field with weeds growing can be spotted in the backside of it.

"Woah." she said, closing the door behind him and walking towards the building while holding Kristoff's hand.

The walking distance between them and the front entrance was rather far, but to Anna she wanted it to be infinite. She wanted to savor every walking moment with Kristoff, who has decided to conveniently park far away from the building.

A dark skinned woman with black hair in a prisons uniform walked towards them. She wore the standards prison uniform with sleeves rolled up, revealing an intricate Native American tattoo on her right arm. Approaching Anna, she extended her index and middle finger and gave placed her tongue between the two.

"She seems nice." Kristoff added after she passed the both of them. Anna looked stunned. "Looks like you just found a new friend."

"Yeah, tomorrow we're going shopping for shoes tomorrow." she replied sarcastically.

"How can you? Both of you are in jail - or at least, you're going to be to."

"That's the joke." Anna sneered. "We're here."

Both entered the main lobby. It had all the usual basic furniture: several sofas, a water fountain, and a table with numerous celebrity magazines.

"Can I help you with something?" a drawling, cold voice asks them.

Anna and Kristoff turned around. A cold receptionist with spiky white hair greeted them. Her face was accented with a strong chin, red lipstick, and accented blue eyelids.

"Can I help you two with something?" she repeated. Clearly she doesn't seem the type to enjoy her job.

"Ah, yes. I'm here to serve my time." said Anna.

"Sign right here and we can get started." she said, handing the couple several forms. "If you have any goodbyes, you might as well say them now."

The sound of scribbling pen on paper soon filled the room, as they were the only ones in the lobby. As they finished their signatures, they both looked at each other. This was the last time they'll be seeing each other in 13 months. And yet, they've never felt so close, yet so far apart. Every relationship has its ups and downs, its trials and trivialization. Well, this was it - this was the ultimate test.

Resigning herself to this fate, Anna felt at peace of herself. This was her doing. She made the choice to preform illegal activities. Now she'll pay the price. Being in here is no one's fault but her own.

"Well, this is it." she breathed, rubbing her hands for this. They weren't shaking, but warm and responsive.

Kristoff proceeded to give Anna the biggest bear hug. "I love you so much, Anna. Sven will miss you." he said, buried in Anna's small shoulder. "I'll come and visit on a daily basis."

"I know you will. Take care of yourself." Anna muffled under Kristoff's chest.

"You, too. " Kristoff said, releasing himself from her. "Just keep you head down, do what the guards say, and don't get on anyone's bad side."

"Oh, don't worry. I was born for this." she joked, pretending to be in a cage match with another fighter and dishing out some "fake-punches".

Kristoff smiled sadly. This was the one thing that he always admired about her: her unquenchable passion for living life. In many ways, it was this fiery personality that saved him from a lonely boring life of ice and reindeer. Now this was the last time he was ever going to see it. "Good-bye, Anna. Take care." Swooping down to savor every last bit of her lips, he whispered, "I love you." in her ears right before waving goodbye and exiting the building

"I love you, too." Anna whispered back, waving goodbye.

Well, that wraps up Ch. 2. Reviews and criticisms are always welcomed.

I can't wait for Season 3 myself.

- V