NOTE: This is where it gets spicy, so lace up and get ready. The rest of the chapters from here on are going to be focused on the beginning of this one from here on out. So let's get started!
Chapter 19: Aftershock
"And this is all the information you have on this suspect?"
Elsa looked up the inspector's eyes with hurt in her own as she held the case file that he had given her a little while ago.
Inspector Fiske nodded slowly, pointing on the file where there was a clear image of a license plate of the vehicle that was spotted heading towards the Valentine home the same time the invasion occurred, and leaving the same time that the police showed up at the crime scene.
"I'm sorry, Elsa," Fiske said, sighing deeply as he took his cigar out of his mouth. "That's all I have so far."
The blonde stared at the surveillance photo that was taken from a gas station that wasn't far from where her family lived, and images of that same vehicle flashed through her head like a lightning bolt.
It was a black van. The same black van that Elsa passed on the way to Eugene's house.
The same black van that ended up at her house.
Elsa's legs started feeling wobbly, and the blonde shook uncontrollably as she dropped the case file to the cold ground. Anna saw he older sister in her feeble state, and immediately grabbed Elsa's shaky hands as she tried to calm her down.
"Elsa! Are you okay?" Anna frantically asked her older sister, a worried look adamant across her face. "What's wrong?"
Elsa stared at her younger sister for just a moment before breathing heavily through her mouth, suddenly pulling herself into Anna's embrace. Anna felt the older girl tremble as she held her, rubbing a hand through her soft, blonde waves of hair in an attempt to calm her down and get an answer as to why Elsa was so worked up.
Anna got half of what she wanted.
"That was it, Anna…" Elsa's voice cracked as she talked, trying to hold back a barrage of tears and sobs that she knew would inexorably come out eventually. "That was it…"
Anna's features went from that of worried to confused as her sister made her statement. "What do you mean that was it? What are you talking about?"
Elsa buried her head into her sister's shoulder, rubbing her wet eyes on Anna's jacket to wipe off any excess tears.
"That van in the picture was the same van I passed on my way to come get you," Elsa said softly, pain evident in her voice.
"I drove right past my father's killer…"
Elsa pushed herself further into her sister's embrace, burying her face in the exposed skin of Anna's neck, which gave the redhead chillbumps when the cold air hit the tears that fell onto her skin. Anna petted Elsa's head, unsure of what to say or do. There was no clear indicator that Elsa would've ever forgiven herself for what happened that day, but now Anna feared that she would never exonerate herself for driving past that van.
Fiske shook his head, putting his large hand onto Anna's shoulder before flicking his cigar on the cold gravel below them, extinguishing the flame with his shoe.
"Look girls, I'm working around the clock to pinpoint this guy. I've got my best workers on the case, too. It shouldn't be long before we find these guys and bring them in." Fiske opened the driver's side car door. "It'd probably be best if you head home and relax. I understand you're under a lot of pressure." The inspector looked at the older sister, still sniffling into Anna's neck. "Do you need a driver?"
Anna shook her head, and gave her older sister a tight hug before letting her go and guiding her to the passenger side of the Altima.
"I think we can handle it," Anna said, helping a teary Elsa into the car. "I'll get her home safe. Thank you Inspector."
The man chuckled. "I told you to call me John."
Fiske started to walk off when he stopped and turned around. "Oh, I almost forgot," the Inspector said, pulling envelope out of his jacket pocket. "Give this to Elsa. Her date to ship out has been pressed back a fair amount."
The man handed over the envelope and turned away, waving as he walked off. "Have a merry Christmas," he said to Anna, not looking back.
Anna stared at the envelope, searching over the sender's address. It was government issued, sent only for Elsa. "You have a merry Christmas too, John," Anna called back to him, still looking over the envelope.
Her ship date? Elsa had a ship date? She was planning on going overseas?
Anna looked through her window to see Elsa curled into a ball in her seat, crying softly as she looked out of the passenger window.
I understand that she's in the army and all, but… She was going to fight overseas?
Anna's eyes widened at the thought.
That must mean that Rapunzel is going overseas too, but her date couldn't have changed! She'll be going there all alone…
Anna breathed out; mouth agape.
That's why Elsa was doing it. Rapunzel was going over and was going alone. Elsa was going to go with her so she could keep her safe. I was going to look out for my parents. Elsa didn't know that any of this was going to happen… Oh God, why does Elsa have to be so protective over everyone?
Anna's chest felt heavy as she stepped into the car, closing the door behind her softly.
But she's going to end up going overseas anyway. Rapunzel will be alone. I'll have Elsa here with me for just a while before she has to leave too. And then I'll be all alone… Again.
Elsa's sniffles brought Anna back to reality, and the younger sister shook her head as she turned on the car.
"Are you buckled up, Elsa?" Anna asked as she looked over to her older sister.
Elsa shook her head slightly. "Uh uh."
"Well, get that way, stinker," Anna said cheerfully, trying to help her sister's demeanor. "I gotta make sure we get home in one piece and I would feel a whole lot safer with you being buckled up."
Elsa turned over to face Anna, pulling the buckle across her body as she fastened it. Her blue eyes were such a light shade that Anna hadn't seen before, and the younger girl found that she couldn't let her stare depart from hers.
"Hurry and get home," Elsa pleaded softly. "I would feel a whole lot safer in our house with you."
The house was warm; a pleasant feeling for Anna as the cold wind and snow picked up in the time that she drove home, causing her to feel chilled to the bone. She could only imagine how cold Elsa had been, looking over as she drove home to see Elsa press her face against the chilled window, leaving a fog on the glass from the heat of her skin.
But that was just like Elsa. She was never really cold. So it came as a surprise when Elsa walked in and was shivering from the outside air, holding herself as she tried to keep as much body heat prominent as possible.
"It's cold as tits out there," Elsa said, shedding her jacket and walking over to the thermostat. "And that's saying something, 'cause when am I ever cold?"
Anna laughed and walked behind Elsa as she adjusted the heat, wrapping her older sister up in a hug before kissing the back of her head. "You turn the heat up any higher and you're gonna melt me."
Elsa smiled as she felt her sister's warm breath on the back of her neck. "I think you'll be alright," Elsa said, nuzzling into Anna's warm, backwards hug. "Plus I know you're like a natural heater, so if I get cold I can always just snuggle you."
Anna giggled at her sister's remark, placing her forehead on the back of Elsa's head.
"Hey, I've got a great idea," the redhead said, smirking as she cooked up a plan. "I think you'll like it too."
Elsa turned around to meet face to face with her sister, pulling her in a tad closer in the process. "Oh?" Elsa asked, raising an eyebrow at Anna's statement. "And what might this idea of yours consist of?"
"Well," Anna started off, enunciating her words in a fancy-sounding accent, "since we all know that neither of us like to lose, and we both know that I can whip you in card games…"
Anna paused, watching her sister huff and roll her eyes at her obvious attempt at boasting.
"Maybe we could make a little bet," Anna continued, letting a sweet, but dubious smile show. "Winner gets a prize."
Elsa felt her cheeks get hot.
A prize? What kinda prize does she mean? Surely she isn't meaning anything too rash…
Is she?
Elsa playfully scoffed at her sister, pulling away from her thoughts. "Please," the blonde said, rubbing Anna's arms as she held them. "I could take you down in anything, and especially in cards!"
Anna giggled, rolling her eyes, causing Elsa to smile and stare in amazement at her sister's cuteness.
Elsa finally regained control of her eyes, and looked back up to see Anna already staring at her, gently biting the bottom of her lip.
"Alright rabbit, you're on," Elsa said, her voice doing a bad job of masking any cockiness. "Pick your poison."
Anna smiled again, pulling her sister in for a quick kiss, momentarily losing herself in the soft embrace of Elsa's lips on her own before pulling away from the mind-numbing sweetness of the older sister's lips.
"You. Me. Call of Duty." The redhead licked her lips. "Now."
"OOOHH!" Anna boomed, hearing Elsa curse under her breath over her headset. "Get wrecked!"
Elsa, who was in her own room across the hall, sat down her remote, popped her fingers, and picked up her remote again. "Nice one, you killed me. Warm-up is over, now."
"Psh," Anna said as she rolled her eyes. "Whatever! You've never even played me before, you have no idea how good I-"
The redhead was interrupted by a sniper's bullet whizzing across the screen, finding its way into Anna's character's chest, dropping her cold.
"Yeah," Anna heard over her headset. "And you've never played me before."
Anna looked back at her door, making sure Elsa couldn't see her television screen so she could determine where Anna was.
"Lucky shot," the younger girl said, turning back around to switch to a more overpowered class than before. "Won't happen again, I can promise you that!"
Anna heard Elsa chuckle in her headset.
"Sure it won't, sis. Sure it won't."
Anna squinted at her screen, looking for any kind of movement as she scanned the area with a sniper rifle. After finding nothing, and after having a brief mental battle to decide if she should or not, Anna ran across an open area to reach a very well hidden and overlooking perch, perfect for sniping.
"You're awfully quiet," Elsa's voice rang out in the younger girl's headset. "Someone's tryharding."
Anna smiled, as she watched a figure run across the same area that she had traversed before, putting her crosshairs onto Elsa's character's head.
"Well, why would I talk," Anna said, her voice suave. "When I could kill you instead?"
And with that, Anna pushed in on the R2 button of her PS4 controller, putting a bullet into Elsa's head.
"Fuck me sideways," Elsa yelled. "What are we going to again?"
Anna smiled, moving from her position. "First to three kills wins. So far, I'm two, and you're one."
Elsa giggled, causing Anna's cheeky smile to fade. "What're you laughing at, blondie?"
"Oh, nothing," Elsa said, an evil vibe in her voice. "Just leveling out the playing field."
Anna saw bullets whiz past her head and connect to the ground in front of her. Immediately, the younger sister tensed up and dodged to the left where cover was, making sure not to get shot by Elsa. After making sure that Elsa wasn't following her, Anna poked her character around the corner and fired off a few rounds with her sidearm blindly, making her seem more like a threat than she really was.
After a few bullets were fired into some innocent buildings, causing a perfect window to shatter, Anna realized that there was no immediate danger. She lowered her weapon, switching back to her sniper rifle. Anna scouted the area in front of her, thick with destroyed cars and walls to hide behind. She found no sign of Elsa.
That was until the click of a pin being taken out of a safety, and the proverbial beep-beep-beep of a semtex filled Anna's ears as the grenade found its way to Anna's feet, blowing up and sending her character backwards, lifeless and that much closer to defeat.
"Son of a bitch!" Anna cursed, smiling as she watched the killcam show that Elsa made her way behind Anna after firing on her, and then throwing the grenade at her younger sister. "That was clever, I'll give you that!"
"Thank you, madam, thank you," Elsa said sweetly, running over to Anna's body as she picked up her sniper rifle. "I thought that it was rather awesome myself."
"Yeah, yeah," Anna giggled. "Don't let it get to your head. We're still tied, remember?"
"Oh yes, I remember. But you also remember that I can snipe like a god, and I have your rifle" Elsa gave a slight chuckle. "So I'd be afraid."
Anna figured Elsa would do that. After seeing her snipe Anna flawlessly the first time, there was no doubt that she could use any rifle you handed to her on the game to a lethal extent. And that's when Anna had the best idea yet.
"Maybe you should be the one that's afraid. You forget that I can use a rifle pretty well too," Anna said, walking up to a still functional car and placing a C4 on the undercarriage before climbing to the top of a building. "But I use an assault rifle even better."
Anna started firing her AK-47 into the side of the building beside her, attempting to make as much noise as possible for Elsa to hear.
"What's this?" Elsa voice came over Anna's headset speakers. "Are you trying to lure me to you?"
Anna's smile faded. Well shit, that didn't work.
"Alright then Rabbit, let's see what you have in store for me."
Anna perked up, realizing there might still be a chance for her trap to work. "Bring it on, blondie."
Before too long, and after much trashtalking towards the other, Elsa strode ever closer to the vehicle where Anna had laid her trap. Looking down the ironsights of her AK, Anna prayed that this trap would work.
Elsa giggled on the microphone.
"Oh Anna," Elsa said, almost sympathetically. "If only I were a noob."
With that, Elsa threw a grenade into the car where Anna had set her C4, blowing both the car and the trap to bits. Anna stood up from her position and fired on her sister, getting a hitmarker before Elsa dodged behind cover; the older sister opening fire with her sidearm. Elsa, from behind cover, shot Anna twice with her weaker pistol as she descended the building before dodging into cover.
Anna's heart was racing as she faintly gasped for breath after the brief moment of intensity. Again she heard Elsa curse under her breath, and then let out a small chuckle.
"You're lucky we're not playing hardcore," the older girl said. "Otherwise you'd be dead."
"Those are strong words coming from a girl who's prone behind a concrete divider," Anna said sweetly. "But there is one thing you seem to have forgotten."
Elsa raised an eyebrow as she sat in her dark room. "I don't think I've forgotten anything. I think you're just trying to scare me."
"Oh, my dear, dear sister," Anna said, a fake sense of empathy in her voice. "You can carry two lethals."
Elsa's eyes widened as a beeping sound came from beside her, and the blonde spun around just in time to see a flashing red light atop a C4 package just before watching it blow up.
And that was that. Elsa had lost.
"Well that was pretty clever, Rabbit," Elsa said, setting her controller down and reaching over to turn off her PlayStation, a grin across her face. "Looks like you're the winner. And you know what that mea-"
"Stay right there," Anna said into the headset sternly, but in such a way that it didn't sound mean or demanding. Elsa felt her heart race at her sister's command; she had not known Anna as the one to take control over anything, really. She had always been more of the easygoing type. Hearing the way Anna told her to stay still was… Exhilarating.
And Elsa liked it.
Not a moment later, Anna came into the room with nothing but her bra and panties on; a matching set of underwear that was black and made of lace with a pink bow on each side of her panties and a bow in the middle of the bra, just underneath Anna's breasts.
Elsa felt her face become the temperature of the sun at the sight of her younger, fit sister in her undergarments. She knew her knees were shaking as well, and Anna must have noticed it too, because the younger girl walked up to Elsa and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her in close.
"Don't worry, Elsa. I'm not afraid," Anna said quietly. "And you shouldn't be either."
With that, Anna kissed Elsa softly for a good while before pulling back and giving her next instructions.
"Take off your clothes, Elsa."
The blonde's eyes widened at her sister's demand, her jaw falling as she stammered to find the right words.
"A-Anna, are y-you sure that t-t-this is what you-"
Anna pulled Elsa closer, resting her forehead onto Elsa's. "I just want to feel you, Elsa. I want my skin on yours, your body on my body. I want to hold you, and kiss you, and love you that way. I'm not saying we have to do anything… Drastic, yet. But this is what I want."
Anna put her hands to Elsa's face, softly rubbing her cheeks with her fingers.
"Please."
