The Storm

Chapter 4: Party's Over / The Hunt Begins

A/N:

Well decision has been made. Elsanna it is and will be. Apologies to Guest(2) for not making this decision sooner, I hope you are still with me.

Action kick in here and well, it was fun writing it indeed.

Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen

I'm such an idiot. Straightening her skirt, Anna scanned the ballroom once again. Stupid stupid stupid Anna chided herself. She had missed the entire commencement of the ceremony all because she had taken too long in the toilets, prompting a grilling by the security. What's wrong with having toilet issues? It was only ten minutes, tops. Because she had missed out on the big start, she had also missed her sister. Anna gnawed her lower lip as she eyed the ballroom for Hans. She had frustratingly given up on Elsa since she had absolutely no idea how the older remotely looked like and was counting on the introduction at the start of the ceremony to fill her in.

Anna's eyes fell upon a familiar sight after scanning the ballroom several times. Although such a particular sight was only new to her memory. It's the lady from the graveyard Anna recalled. She watched in fascination as the platinum blonde made her way through the crowd with elegance. Greeting people as she went by but never losing speed. As she got closer, Anna had the opportunity to really appreciate the sight. What at first seemed to be pale skin on the captivating face was actually detailed with light freckles. Warm blue eyes locked on to hers and Anna felt her heart jam. The blonde smiled as she slowly headed towards the stunned redhead.

"Hi," the blonde greeted softly. Anna knew that at that point her heart was positively dead. Must be the chocolate Anna thought in a haze. The blonde still held the smile and seemed to be interested in a conversation. She was after all standing just a foot away and Anna was suffering a sensory overload.

"Hi? Hi me?" Anna asked incredulously. Her day seemed to get better and better. She was actually being noticed.

The blonde chuckled before regaining her composure. Anna could only watch on in amazement.

"Yes you, you look beautiful," the blonde complimented. As soon as those words registered in her mind, Anna's neck and cheeks flushed a deep red. The blonde chuckled once again, hiding her mouth with a gloved hand as she did so. So graceful and that laugh, I've never heard anything more delightful Anna thought to herself. She quickly snapped out of her mesmerized state when her manners thankfully came back.

"You look beautifuller. Uh I mean, not fuller you don't look fuller but more beautiful." Anna rambled back a compliment of her own. When the words left her mouth, she mentally slapped herself and her cheeks took another darker shade of red. Her shoes became quite of interest for Anna, her eyes darted to the floor.

She nervously glanced at the blonde when another chuckle graced her ears. Anna was relieved that the blonde did not seem to mind, instead it coaxed her to laugh a little more. Anna sheepishly grinned at the woman as she played with her fingers. Her body was hunched over nervously as she waited for the blonde.

"Thank you," the blonde replied simply, a big smile adorning her face. Anna felt her heart flutter at the sight and words of thanks. She clenched her fingers painfully together to remain human, resisting the urge to stare and drool. That was when it came to her, the pressing fact in her face. I'm falling for this woman Anna mentally voiced dreamily. She found it hard to think coherently, the platinum blonde was much stronger than any wine, the only alcohol ever indulged, Anna had drank. Even though the blonde was wearing the most conservative clothing in the whole party, it offered a tantalizing hint of her body. The smile and attentive gaze threw Anna off the most however, for it was hard to believe she was actually receiving such attention from a goddess. A goddess? Wait what? Anna shouted at herself. Her train of thought had once again gone off on a wild tangent.

Anna took in deep breaths to steel herself, grasping desperately for grounding in reality. As she slowly returned, Anna realized she had overlooked a major factor.

"I never got your name!" Anna exclaimed more as a statement than a question. The amused look on the blonde never faltered as dainty lips began to move once more.

"Anderson, Elsa Anderson," the blonde filled in. One, two seconds passed before Anna caught sense of it all. Her eyes were wide and jaw slack.

"Elsa?" Anna squeaked, her mind was a jumbled mess.

"And yours?"

"Elsa it's me, Anna!"

Terror. Pure terror. Terror so powerful it ripped through her soul. Elsa gasped both in shock and pain, her hands started to shake involuntarily. Conceal, don't feel Elsa reminded herself. Even as she did so, her left hand slowly made its way into her inner coat pocket. Trembling, her hand withdrew an envelope that she had forbid herself to open but had kept close at all times. Her eyes caught sight of her sister whose eyes widened in recognition. She should anyways, for it was Anna's own letter. Elsa darted her eyes down to the envelope as her hands clumsily pried it open. After an agonizing moment, the seal was finally broken and its lone content was in her hands.

An aged Polaroid of a girl and a trophy lay in her gloved hands. A girl with a goofy grin and a proud pose that otherwise seemed normal. Normal however ended with the girl in the photo, the girl Elsa had kept away from for safety's sake. Anna. Elsa felt her eyes burned as memories rolled through her mind. The day she had received the letter was the first time she had stopped opening them. It was the day of the same week of her parent's unfortunate death. To her Anna might as well have died with them.

Elsa snapped her head up to eye her sister. She remembered all too clearly the reasons for her actions. Their interaction before was a clear reminder and Elsa cursed herself for playing her façade too well. Because much like the present, Elsa had fallen for the same redhead three agonizing years ago.

She could feel her powers flare up under her skin. It only grew stronger as Anna began to approach her, fear in her blue eyes.

"Stay back Anna," Elsa warned pleadingly, although it came out more as a threat. Anna flinched at her words and Elsa grimaced at the potential outburst.

"What? Elsa, no! No, wait!" Anna cried out as she grabbed for the retreating Elsa. A gasp escaped her lips when Anna hands came into contact with her gloved ones.

"Stay back Anna!" Elsa exclaimed as she jerked herself out of reach.

"Elsa, please! I can't live like this anymore!" Anna pleaded, her face reflecting her inner sorrow. Elsa could only spare her sister a defeated look.

"Then…leave," Elsa said, hoping to maintain the rift even if it emotionally hurt her sister. Emotional pain is no where near the physical harm I can inflict Elsa told herself. Taking in a deep breath, Elsa tore her eyes from her sister and turned on her heel. She barely took a few steps when behind her Anna snapped.

"What did I ever do to you?" Anna near screamed. The fact that she was the target of an outburst caused Elsa to grimace.

"Why? Why do you shut me out? Why do you shut the world out? What are you so afraid of?!" Anna continued her barrage, and Elsa was quickly losing it. All eyes were trained on the pair and Elsa's emotions were getting the best of her.

"Enough Anna plea-" Elsa choked on her words as her powers let loose. She had turned to face the enraged Anna when she felt the cold energy leave her hands, ignoring the gloves. A wall of ice sprouted from the floor between the two sisters in a high pitch cry. Gasps of surprise left everyone's mouth including Elsa. Silence fell on the ballroom as everyone was utterly shocked by the display.

Elsa was the first to recover, quickly scrambling for the exit. The security detail made no move to stop her as they were still in shock. However as she crossed the threshold, she heard shouts and cries, to whom she was not sure but they were easily understood.

"Stop her!"

She could hear tires squealing from her left as she ran onto the road. Instinctively she took a right, running as fast as her legs could carry her. Elsa realized too late that she made a big mistake. The road led off to the water and Elsa only managed to stop in time. She glanced behind her and caught sight of three vehicles closing in on her.

Elsa tensed as she felt her power escape her again, but this time through her feet. She looked down and saw that the pier was frosted and the water was freezing rapidly. Now or never Elsa thought to herself. Taking in a deep breath she leapt down onto the now frozen waters. Once she had made sure that the ice was sturdy, she ran. To where she was not sure but it was important that she flee the scene.

"Don't stop!" Duke shouted to the driver beside him. The man's eyes widened in fear but complied anyway. Duke gripped the seat tight as the Mercedes left the road and soared through the air. The car landed hard on the ice and the still spinning tires propelled it forward. Duke looked out the rear window and saw their support vehicle, another Mercedes, follow suit. His driver's knuckles were white as the man fought to keep the car steady on the ice.

"Mobile, this is Echo One come in!" Duke shouted into the car's radio.

"Echo One, this is Mobile we read you loud and clear,"

"Queen is on the move, I repeat Queen on the move. Echo One and Two in hot pursuit. Engage all assets, get me air support!"

There was a silence on the other end and Duke used that time to rid himself of his restricting coat. He yanked open the glove box and pulled out a Beretta 92 and a Taser. Duke disengaged the safety on both and unbuckled himself. The man shot him a quick glance before returning his eyes to their ice road as he rolled down the passenger window. Good man Duke mentally praised.

"Echo One, Sierra and Grandpa are in the air. ETA five minutes for Sierra," the radio finally relayed.

"Roger that Mobile, Echo One over and out," Duke acknowledged, placing the radio back in its holder. Sierra was assigned to the Agency's Eurocopter EC130 that transported everything from Oslo to Arendal and vice versa for their operations. Fortunately the helicopter was still in Arendal and as such will prove vital for their pursuit. Grandpa was assigned to the Agency's Lockheed RC-130 Hercules stationed in Stockholm, Sweden. This was of further distance but Duke knew that the aircraft carried much better reconnaissance equipment and was capable of a longer flight.

With that assurance, Duke pocketed the Taser and carefully leaned out of the window. With his left hand secured inside, Duke steadied his Beretta with his right. He aimed just ahead of the fleeing blonde and squeezed the trigger twice. Warning shots, although Duke knew they were not as effective without a loud speaker. Duke cursed under his breath as the 'Queen' flinched noticeably but continued to run. It was already bad enough that she was capable of out running their vehicle and his Taser was a close proximity weapon.

"Faster," Duke shouted to the driver. He could see that the man was trying his best to both drive speedily and safely. Duke shot him a glare and the man floored the accelerator.

"Eep!" Anna squealed as the back tires swayed side to side once more. Hans was fighting his best to keep the car steady as they pursued her sister. Anna felt guilty for pushing Elsa to hard but she was not letting her run away. She luckily had Hans who offered to help chase her. Although now driving on the ice, Anna was reconsidering the notion. Two loud cracks registered in her ears over the roar of the engine and Anna paled at the sound.

"They're shooting her!" Anna screamed, referring to the two much faster cars that were also pursuing her sister. Hans grunted in acknowledgement but otherwise said nothing more. She could make out a figure leaning out of one of the cars, a gun in his hands. Anna was relieved that Elsa was still running, evidently unharmed. But for how long? Anna thought to herself. Their vehicle was no match for the other two and Elsa was running at insane speeds.

"Can we go much faster?" Anna asked after taking in a deep breath to calm herself.

"Yes, but you better hold on tight," Hans replied, kicking the car into higher gear. The car swayed frighteningly more but if it meant getting to Elsa first, Anna saw no sense in backing down. I'm not losing you again. Anna checked her safety belt and held onto it tightly with both hands. Not again.

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