Room 628, room 629…

Elsa strode with Anna down the halls of the sixth floor of the hospital, their steps quickened with eagerness to see their mother as they made notice of the room numbers, swiftly approaching Idun's room. Finally, the sisters found room 634: the room of a Mrs. Idun Valentine.

Elsa looked up to her sister and smiled sweetly, getting the same response out of the younger girl. The blonde reached out to knock on the hardwood door leading to their mother's room, but just before the pale skin of Elsa's hand reached the door, she drew it back. She sighed quietly and turned to face Anna, who was giving her an inquisitive look.

"Anna, I've been thinking," Elsa started, reaching over and grabbing Anna's hand. "I don't know how we're going to tell mom about, well," Elsa paused, smiling as she looked into her sister's blue eyes. "Us. I'm not saying to not tell her, but I am saying that maybe we shouldn't break the news today. She did wake up just a few hours ago, and I bet you that when she learns that her two daughters love each other in that kind of way, she'll want to be in good health. You know what I'm saying?"

Anna, watching her sister struggle to find the right words, smiled more and more with every second that Elsa spoke.

"Yeah, I'm tracking what you're saying," Anna said, rubbing Elsa's hands with her thumb. "Plus it's cute when you forget how to speak."

Elsa felt her eyes roll and a smile start to spread across her face.

"Usually, you're the one who stumbles on words," the blonde said, giggling. "This is all so new to me."

Anna laughed at her sister's silliness. "Well, I'll teach you everything I know about struggling to speak the English language when we get back home, alright?"

Elsa nodded, giving Anna a sweet smile before looking back over to the large door and letting out a deep breath.

"Are you ready?" Elsa asked, looking over to Anna for just a shred of reassurance.

The redhead nodded once, giving the older girl a look of determination that even made Elsa feel a little bit more confident.

"Let's go see mom," Anna said, her voice zealous.

Elsa gave the door three semi-hard raps before hearing the first words that the two sisters had heard their mother speak in what seemed like an eternity.

"Come in girls," Idun said with her honey-like voice, almost making Elsa burst into tears with her sweet tone.


The warm embrace of her mother flooded over Anna like a torrential wave of a hurricane; the love and happiness behind the hug fueled ever ember of the redhead's soul to its fullest extent. Feeling her mom's arms wrapped around her body caused Anna to lose her grip on the tears welling behind her sapphire eyes, allowing a few salty drops to streak down her freckled cheeks and fall onto her mother's sleep dress.

Giving her mom one last tight squeeze, Anna let her mom go, wiping her eyes as she moved backwards. Idun watched Anna with a vexed look, making sure her daughter was okay. After noticing her mother's stare, Anna smiled at her mom, using her parka's sleeve as a substitute to a tissue to wipe her cheeks.

"It's okay mom," Anna said. "Tears of joy."

Idun smiled at her younger daughter, feeling some tears of her own start to form. Before turning around completely to face Elsa, the blonde had already shed her heavy fleece jacket and was leaning down towards her mom to hug her. Wrapping her up in a tight hug, Elsa felt her mother for what seemed like the first time in forever, causing one of the most pure and genuinely happiest smiles to find itself on her lips.

"Hi mom," Elsa said, trying to control the tone of her voice. "I've missed you so much."

Idun clutched her daughter closer, bringing her hand to the back of Elsa's head. "I've missed you so much too Elsa. Both you and your sister."

Elsa pulled away from the hug, and joined her sister in sitting on the side of her bed. The blonde nestled in close to Anna, putting one arm behind the younger girl and pulling her in closer as they sat. Anna shot Elsa a questioning look, but failed to lock eyes or even have her glare noticed by Elsa. Shrugging it off, Anna complied to Elsa's actions, scooting close enough to Elsa to ensure that the two sister's legs were touching each other.

"All right girls," Idun said, weakly propping herself up to rest on the headboard behind her. "I know some stuff went down when I was, well, busy."

Anna felt her eyes widen. Stuff? What kinda stuff? Does she know about me and Elsa already? Oh god, she knows. How could she know? We don't come off that gay do we? What's she gonna say about it?! I can't live without Elsa, no way in-

"So lay it on me," Idun continued. "How was it having to live by yourselves? I feel so bad for not being there to take care of you."

Anna let out her breath that she wasn't aware that she was holding.

Oh. That stuff. The redhead smiled faintly, tickled at her tumultuous thoughts. Scatterbrained as ever, Anna.

Elsa reached over and put a hand on her mom. "It's not like we blame you for being in the hospital, mama! We were both actually pretty well looked after," Elsa said as she looked back to Anna. Moving her hand from her mom to Anna's leg, Elsa felt the denim of Anna's skin tight jeans as she rubbed her sister's thigh. "I took care of Anna, and Anna took care of me."

Feeling the warmth of Elsa's hand through her jeans, Anna blushed faintly, but quickly regained her cheeks' normal temperature. "Yeah! Elsa helped do the laundry, kept me company, played video games with me, did the dishes better than I did, and even helped me find my favorite flannel shirt that I had lost a while ago. And I… Uh…"

Anna scratched her head as she tried to jog her memory.

"Oh yeah," Anna said, looking to her mother with her chin held valiantly upwards. " I cooked!"

Idun and Elsa both laughed at Anna's spill of words, making Anna melt inside when she saw her sister try and cover her mouth to hide her smile.

"Well," Idun said, coughing twice. "I'm glad you did the cooking and not Elsa. I still want to have a house to come home to when I get better."

Anna looked over to Elsa, trying her hardest not to laugh as she knew her sister had a very short temper when it came to people talking bad about her or her sister. But all Anna saw was Elsa nod, a smile spread across her face.

"You know, I'm not even going to get mad about that statement because I'm probably the worst cook ever." Elsa chuckled slightly before looking over to her sister. "Plus I probably would burn the house down."

Anna giggled, causing the other girl to do so too.

For another hour, the two daughters and the mother talked about the events that took place while Idun was still incapacitated, ranging from the topic of who Inspector Fiske was, and the less depressing details of their father's funeral. Tears were shed from all three women, but these tears seemed almost healing to the two sisters, because even though the tears that were shed this time were not those of joy, they were at least shed in their mother's loving arms. And that's all that Anna and Elsa could've asked for.

A nurse strolled in with a cart full of food from the hospital's cafeteria, filling the room with the aroma of spaghetti and meatballs. The nurse herself looked young, barely older than Elsa, or so Anna deduced, and had bright dyed-red hair that came down to her mid-back. She was short, and wore a big, blue bow in her hair, causing her bluish eyes to really stand out.

"Hello there, ma'am," the girl said sweetly, giving everyone in the room a contagious smile. "My name is Ariel. It's time for your lunch!"

Anna sniffed the air, losing herself for a brief moment in the enticing scent of the meatballs that were soaked in marinara sauce. "Mm! That sure smells good, mom," Anna said as she turned to face Elsa, the redhead's face excited. "I might have to make meatballs when I get home now!"

Elsa giggled at her sister's enthusiasm, getting up to retrieve her fleece coat. "I guess that's our cue to head on home, mama."

Idun smiled at her two daughters, blowing each of them a kiss as they made their way to the door. "I'll see you girls soon?"

Anna turned around to smile at her mom, blowing her a kiss back. "Count on it mom. We love you!"

With that, Elsa and Anna exited the room, closing the door gently behind them as they locked hands and walked down the hallway of the sixth floor for the elevators. Now away from the eyes of their beloved mother, Elsa rubbed Anna's hand as she strode, squeezing it once before pulling it up to her mouth to kiss the skin on the back of her hand.

Idun, now getting her meal arranged in front of her, stared at the door. The nurse looked up to see where Idun was staring, and looked for herself to see if anything was there. After only seeing a closed door, Ariel tuned back around and smiled at the woman.

"Is there anything I can do for you, ma'am?" Ariel asked sweetly, pressing her hands to her thighs as she leaned over.

Idun shook her head, smiling. "No thank you, sweetheart. I just had the best treatment I could have ever received about a minute ago."


"Let's crank that heater up," Anna exclaimed as she hopped into the car. "It got bitter since we went into the hospital!"

Elsa turned on the Altima, her hand shaking as she pressed the button to start the ignition. "I'm trying to, but I can't feel my fingers! I don't know how it could drop thirteen degrees that quickly!"

Anna looked over to see her sister pulling off her gloves and bringing her pale, shivering hands to her mouth to breathe on them in a futile attempt to bring warmth to her hands once again. Desperately, she released several volleys of breaths to her palms, and though it helped some, it didn't help enough.

Anna reached over, taking Elsa's hands in her own.

"I have an idea," Anna said, taking Elsa's hands and placing them underneath her arms, locking them tightly underneath the redhead's armpits.

The warmth that Elsa felt from her sister's arms made her virtually swoon, letting her eyelids flutter closed and her breath to be let out in a pleasured sigh. Finally being able to feel her fingertips again, and opening her eyes to see her smiling, blushed, sister, Elsa pulled Anna in for a kiss. The two locked lips not even for three seconds, but it was more than enough for both girls. The feeling of each other's lips was addicting enough, but the feeling had just grown stringer since the day that Anna had given in.

And it showed.

Breaking the kiss, Anna felt Elsa breathe out hotly and even caught a glimpse of the older girl licking her lips as she backed away, savoring the taste that Anna had left on her. Anna, having a weakness for cuteness, about lost it when her sister made direct eye contact with her and slowly bit her bottom lip. Feeling her cheeks flourish, Anna brought a sleeve up to her face, trying to cover her obvious reddened face.

Elsa saw this, unaware of her own actions, and started to feel hot in the cheeks as well.

Do something. Look at her, being all cute. She obviously wants you to do something!

About the time that Elsa had gained the motive to hug her sister, Anna had broken away from her shy state and grabbed Elsa by her shoulders, pulling her in for a kiss much more affectionate, and a whole lot longer, than the other one. Holding her older sister, Anna felt her grip tighten with each second, pouring that much more desire and yearning into their embrace.

Elsa was taken back. The sudden outburst of Anna was far from expected, but it definitely wasn't unpleasant. Never before had Elsa seen her sister take control like she was now.

And Elsa craved more of it.

The two only parted each other's lips to position themselves better, getting comfortable as they shed clothes off of each other. The heater of Elsa's car blasted onto them, but with little consideration from each sister. They were lost in each other, and nothing was going to change that. The longer the two spent with each other, the closer they felt. But nothing was as close as to where they were now.

And after her top got pulled off, exposing a light blue sports bra, she stared into the sapphire gaze of her redheaded sister, Elsa knew exactly how far that this might go.

Anna crashed her lips onto the older sister's, pulling her hands up to hold the blonde's face as she explored Elsa's mouth with her tongue. Her stomach felt like it was a butterfly sanctuary, but Anna didn't care. Not when she was with Elsa. Not when Elsa's lips were on hers.

Anna was surprised however, when Elsa gently broke their embrace and pushed Anna back, giving the freckled girl a shy smile.

"Anna," Elsa gasped, still holding her smile. "I love you, but…"

The redhead felt her face get hot, a feeling of embarrassment and guilt surged over her. Oh, great. You went too far and fucked it up, Anna.

"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this outside of a hospital," Elsa continued, looking even more bashful than before. "Especially the hospital our mom is in."

The guilty feeling started to loosen its grip. Well, when you put it that way, I guess I could see how that might be a bad idea…

"Maybe..." Elsa swallowed hard, showing her introvert posture by bringing her hands up to her lips to bite her thumb and raising her shoulders higher than normal.

Anna almost couldn't contain herself at her sister's shyness. You better spill it Elsa, or if you keep giving me that look, I'm gonna do more than just make out with you.

"Maybe we can just continue this, you know, at home?" Elsa's question was more of a plead than a suggestion, and Anna knew it. She could see it in her sister's eyes.

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"Uh, yeah, yeah! I'd, uh, I'd really like that. A lot… I'd really like that a lot, I mean, not like I would only like it a little bit, you know." Anna turned to face her sister who was smiling cutely as she watched her younger sister.

"What? Was it something I said," Anna asked, looking a little embarrassed.

Elsa giggled and shook her head, leaning over to kiss Anna's nose before slipping her shirt back on.

"Your mouth diarrhea is adorable," Elsa said, shifting the car into reverse. "Let's get home. I really want to be alone with you."

Anna grinned like an idiot. "I've wanted you to say that for a long time."


The fan overhead spun in slow circles as Fiske stared at the papers on his cluttered desk. The area around him was a mess; filing cabinets were slung open in various increments of length, files were scattered and strewn about, the room in itself was dark and gloomy. The inspector never broke his gaze from the paper he had locked in his eyesight as he studied its contents, trying to make sense of the case behind the murder of Adgar Valentine.

John Fiske thought to himself as he huffed smoke from his cigar. This damned license plate…Where have I seen this before? LHB-562… LHB-562…

John's eyes widened as he stood up quickly, remembering the old case where he had first heard of that plate number.

The inspector searched frantically through the open filing cabinets as he looked for the case file, grunting triumphantly when he located the manila folder containing all the information he needed.

Sliding his arm across his desk to knock everything off of it that was in his way, he slammed the case file down on his desk and opened its content.

The van was stolen from one of Adgar's closest friends, and the man who owned the van was tied up and shot in the chest with a small-caliber pistol until he died. Presumed to be manslaughter and grand theft auto, the police tried to locate the van, but never did. That was until they got a hit from a security camera from a convenient store in Maine.

Depicted were two men, both looked to be about six feet tall and rather muscular with red hair. After receiving the photos back from the analysts, the two men turned out to be Caleb and Walt Stabbington, two brothers with a rather large criminal record behind them. But more importantly, there was ties to the Valentine family as well.

Ralph Stabbington, previously married and with two teenage children of his own, was engaged to Elsa and Anna's mother a while back, and couldn't afford a proper wedding. Ralph tried to fix the problem by robbing the nearest convenient stores, only to be brought to justice by law enforcement just one day later. Idun visited Ralph in jail, and broke the wedding off. A few days later, Ralph was found dead in his cell. He stabbed himself to death with a makeshift shiv in his own cell.

Fiske looked over this file as he puffed smoke to the fan above, anxiously absorbing all the information he read.

Seeking revenge for their father's death… It might not be them, but it would definitely give them a motive…

Fiske's eyes widened as he came across the last thing in the report: a notebook retrieved from Walt Stabbington's room the day after he and his brother went missing. On the first page, there was a scribble, but it was definitely legible.

GO FOR THE HEART AND THE BODY FAILS, I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE ON IDUN LORENSON

John stood up quickly, putting his cigar out on the wood table as he grabbed his coat.

He burst through the door to his office, causing him to get looks from all of his colleagues.

"Tell boss that I figured it out, and that I'm gonna need a security detail on the address I'm about to send you," John said to his assistant as she walked by. "And do it now!"

Fiske hurriedly made his way to the elevator and pushed the ground floor button.

"Go for the heart…"

They were gonna make a move for the girls, not the mom. And they might try it again.

"These brother's need to be stopped before these girls end up dead."

The elevator doors closed shut.