"You didn't tell me you were in a relationship with Elsa."

Hans nearly choked on his water, laughing. What was so funny? Anna was still flabbergasted by how Elsa had once dated this man. Elsa! The perfect woman with a beautiful mind. She almost cringed at the words.

After her shift, she had decided that she wanted to find out whether Elsa was joking with her or not. How could she believe they had once been together? It was just too unbelievable. Until Hans' laughter told her otherwise.

He cleared his throat, shrugging. "I don't say much of anything, really. She told you, didn't she?"

This is stupid. Why am I even here? Anna tightened her arms around her bare body. There it was… the moment of insecurity and fear. "W-Who else would tell me these things?"

"You tell me." He tilted his head, his cocky smile fading. Oh… Anna had never seen him with such a serious face. It's almost scary. "You two must have quite a close relationship for her to tell you something like this."

"We're not-" Shit. Anna took a deep breath. Losing her cool wasn't going to help both of them. "We're not that close."

The music outside continued to blare through the closed door. Anna was supposed to expect this - having to face Hans' false smile and barely concealed anger. She wished Elsa would be here right now. She wished to be in her protective arms.

Hans slowly got up, his fingers running through his copper hair. His green eyes were on her, and never had Anna felt more disgusted… to feel his presence lurking about as he walked around her. Shivers ran down her spine, more by revulsion than fear -

"You won't fool me, Anna."

Her breath hitched. His finger rode down her bare back, his palm flat on her skin. Whispers breathing into her from behind, prompting her to stiffen. She couldn't move-didn't dare to.

"She would never say anything to people she isn't close to…" Hans breathed.

This was infuriating - stomach-churning… and Anna couldn't handle all the emotions that held onto her. Her body trembled from his echoing words. The way Hans played her like a toy… oh, she was so fucking tired.

Anna gritted her teeth. "It's no wonder why Elsa left you… you're so persistent in thinking you know her-"

"And you do?"

She immediately turned around in a fume of anger. "More than you ever will, ass-"

"Anna."

She looked over his shoulder to see Elsa by the door. "Elsa?" Hans turned to look as well.

"Oh, you're here."

Elsa cocked her head to one side. "Don't be so surprised." A pause. "What are you two doing?"

Hans raised his hands in defense. "Oh, nothing. Just having a little…" he eyed Anna, "discussion."

"A little discussion…" She didn't sound convinced. That's enough.

"What are you doing?" he questioned.

Elsa raised an eyebrow. "I don't think you have the privilege of questioning me. Anna, come."

Anna quickly bumped past the man to get into Elsa's safe arms. The blonde's hand wrapped around her waist, eyes cautious of Hans. Anna knew Elsa didn't trust him either.

Oh, what a relief.

Blue eyes were on her immediately. "Was it a discussion?" she whispered in Anna's ear.

It was quite funny to see how Elsa would question it, knowing full well… it wasn't 'just' a discussion.

She pressed a hand on her abdomen, her fake grin widening. "Yeah. Really."

Elsa cocked her head in suspicion.

"You know, for someone like you, Elsa…" Hans stretched, prompting two pairs of piercing eyes to turn their attention to him. He groaned, fingers tugging his tie loose. "For someone like you to take interest in her… I wonder, are you going forget about us?"

Those blue eyes, oh so calming and warm for Anna, glowed with exasperation and annoyance.

The chills that were sent down Anna's spine came back, sooner and more frightening when she felt her fingers on her waist tighten. Perhaps, it was out of nervousness, but turning to her lover to see nothing but that in her eyes… actually sent Anna into a spiral of fear.

"Elsa…" she whispered, a hand to her chest. Elsa's heart was thumping quite fast.

Elsa held her close to her body. "You will not talk about whatever you think I was to you. You and I are nothing of that sort." The words that came out of her lips were so soft, yet coated with threat. "Come, Anna."

Her hand grasped on Anna's and without another word or another glance at the annoyance on his face, they left his office.

The music out here was much louder, and Anna could barely see where she was going. The lights were dim, and the only source of guidance was Elsa's hand grasping her own. She grimaced. "H-Hey! Elsa, your grip… Elsa!"

Elsa immediately turned and let her go. The expression she had before quickly softened, as she took a deep breath. "We should… go. We need to talk."

Anna pondered before nodding. She rubbed her wrist, glaring down. "Y-Yeah…"

"I'm sorry… I must've not noticed my strength." She does have quite a grip.

Anna smiled clumsily. "So, um, talking. I-I need to get dressed."

Without Elsa answering her, she passed through the crowd of people, sensing eyes gawk at her from the back-and it wasn't just Elsa's. And she was mindful, completely curious about how Elsa was reacting right now. Jealous? Or perhaps… proud to think that Anna's body was hers, and nobody could touch her. To only look and yearn… that Anna could be theirs.

No. After that, Elsa wouldn't have the mind to think this way.

Anna didn't press on as they got to her room, the door closing behind them. She didn't know what to say. Her mind was too clouded… her body completely exhausted. She sighed, her back against the wall opposite to the door, eyes to the floor. Her arms were crossed against her abdomen as a cold breeze blew over her skin. Elsa was observing her.

What to say… "You seem… distressed." Anna picked her eyes up.

"You told him." Elsa slid her hands into her pockets. Is it that big of a deal? "Anna, confronting him was not the best thing you did."

"I… I know." She groaned, letting her arms fall in frustration. "But… I just don't understand how… someone like you had once loved and respected him. I thought… if I could talk to him, I'd understand."

"Once, Anna. We were young, and I was too ignorant to understand what I did. I changed him." She huffed out a deep breath. "I don't want you confronting him like this again."

"What-"

"He is dangerous." Elsa walked towards her, only to find a hand caressing Anna's cheek, another holding her hand. What could she ever do? Staring into those blue eyes… almost begging Anna, knowing the recklessness that Anna had with her mouth. She could only gaze at the stern expression that left her in wonder. "Promise me... you will not talk about what we had ever again to him."

"Why…?"

She closed her eyes. "Just… please promise me."

Anna wasn't going to make such a promise. But if this was for Elsa - for her to stop looking at her with pleading eyes. "Alright. I… I promise." It was that easy to say, but she was so reluctant to say it.

"Look me in the eye." She looked. "Good girl." Elsa sighed, backing away. At least, she was loosening up. But Anna wasn't feeling the relief that she was feeling. Rather, she felt quite restless. Why is she acting like this?

Elsa always said they'd be fine. That they didn't have to be careful of Hans - that he was no threat.

Her arms wrapped around her middle, eyebrows twisted in confusion. "Y-You - You said we would be fine… even with Hans here…"

Expression softening, Elsa smiled. "I did. But I will not risk him taking advantage of you now. Of us."

"You think?"

"I know."

Anna felt her lips on her forehead, words softer than feathers whispering into her ear. "I want you to be safe, especially… in the state that you are in."

"T-The state… that I'm in?"

Elsa sighed against her, and Anna let her body slack in defeat. Anna knew it was no use arguing with her - this was Elsa's way of protecting them. "I can not tell you to stop working here. It is your choice," the blonde responded. Her heart fluttered as Elsa's arms hugged her close, and she had fallen in love again with Elsa's scent, her touch, her soul. The realization dawned on her… that with just being an escort-with Elsa looking out for her, and to be seen by her every Thursday, sex or not, she was safe. "I want you to be safe." Ah, there it is.

She took a deep breath of the winter mint scent, her own arms wrapping around Elsa. "I love you…"

Anna could feel her lover's smile against her skin. "I do too, beautiful."

"I love you more…"

Elsa chuckled. "Now, you are just being silly."

"Mm…" This was completely fine with Elsa holding her and whispering sweet soft nothings into her ear. Oh, but Anna knew that was what made her so special… what made her fall so deeply in love with Elsa. Anna couldn't get rid of the smile she had. With arms wrapped around the older woman's shoulders, she let fingers run through those golden fringes. "You should pull away if you don't want Hans coming in here…" she breathed, jokingly.

"I said not to worry." Elsa softened her gaze.

"I know. I was just kidding." Anna bit her lip. "So about next week…"

The woman sighed. "Yes, next week… I will free my work time for you, would that be okay?"

"Yeah, I know. That's fine." Anna looked down, uncertainty showing on her face. The month had gone by so fast, and she wasn't prepared to see her father next Monday. As the days had gone by, every night, questions appeared in her mind that kept her from sleeping well.

Her mother had said not to worry, and so did Elsa. And maybe they were right. Anna was paranoid. She was going to meet the person… the man that did her mother wrong.

A hand cupped her cheek, prompting Anna to look up. "Are you worried?" Elsa raised her brows.

Smiling, Anna shook her head. "No, I'm just not sure if you're okay with coming with me."

"You're asking me." Elsa laughed, leaning into kiss her forehead. "Of course I am - I don't want you to feel alone." A pause. "I'd be happy to meet your parents."

Oh, what did Anna expect her to even say? She rolled her eyes, pushing herself away. "But, thank you. For doing all this for me."

Elsa didn't need to say anything because Anna knew there was a 'you're welcome' in her eyes and that smile. She's something special, alright. Warm breath brushed against her skin, lips grazing against her own. Anna closed her eyes, drowning herself in a pool of love, and everything that had burdened her mind was all gone.

All gone.

Anna wasn't ready for this meeting. She thought she would be. Perhaps it was because she didn't want to do this - she had to. And with Elsa driving, hand holding her own for comfort, everything seemed to be okay. Maybe.

The evening sky was already dark by the time Elsa drove through the unfamiliar neighborhood. Everything was so different. It would be even more soon enough.

"Just… right around the corner-" She turned, eyebrows crossing. Elsa's hand was tightening on hers… and never had she seen such… a pale face on Elsa. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Elsa blinked, taking a glance at her. "Nothing." Short. But Anna had already noticed how visibly agitated the blonde was. This wasn't her at all.

Elsa was tapping her finger so rapidly and loudly on the steering wheel, her eyes… completely crazed. What the hell? "Anna…" She breathed, a nervous exhale erupting. "Where… Where did you get this address?"

Anna blinked. Was that all she wanted to ask? "Uh… from my mother? Why?"

"Your mother…" Elsa clenched her jaw together. "Alright."

"Hey, what's going on? Are you okay?" Anna gazed at her with curiosity. But when Elsa didn't say anything more, she turned to her window. "Well, okay… um, just around the corner -"

They parked in front of a white house, the front yard beautifully trimmed, and lights shining through the windows. There wasn't a big gate like Anna was expecting. Although it did look like a regular family house, it certainly did not feel like one. Anna stared, slightly intimidated by its size, before turning back to Elsa. She cleared her throat. "You… ready?"

Elsa didn't answer, having a knuckle pressed against her lips, glowing eyes glaring at her own lap. She was mumbling to herself. What is she thinking?

Anna didn't understand at all - she thought, Elsa wanted to do this. To be there for Anna… to see her parents. Was she wrong? Did Elsa change her mind? "Elsa-"

She didn't even get to say another word when Elsa got out of the car suddenly and started walking straight to the house.

What the hell? She didn't understand. Elsa had been extremely quiet… and the only words that were uttered to her were just what she had said this whole trip. Huffing a breath, Anna followed, slamming the door behind her as she got out too. "Hey!" She grasped Elsa's wrist, running up to her from behind. The entrance was right there. "What the hell? What are you doing?"

The woman didn't turn. Didn't say anything. And Anna had gotten nothing else from her… other than her shaky hands. "Elsa…" Her eyes widened. "Why are you shaking like that?" Slowly, she let her go.

Still, the woman didn't say anything. They were just in front of the doorway… they were so close to knocking the door and being let in… and Anna could not bear having to deal with Elsa's strange behavior. And this could not be compared to anything she had dealt with.

"Hey-"

The door opened, and a tall man in a casual shirt and jeans stood at the entrance. Anna tilted her head. Who the... And slowly, she realized. She realized who he was…

The man that was near her college. The man with a troublesome daughter. The man who thanked her. Who let her cry on his shoulder. Her eyes widened, her heart stopped. What the fuck is going on?

"Oh…" That was all the man let out. "It's you."

"It's you…" she repeated. Her stomach was churning.

"You must be… Anna?"

Unbeknownst to her, Anna nodded. She was completely dumbfounded. Confused. Perhaps, even angry. She looked at Elsa. Why is she…

He smiled, his hand reaching for hers. Why? "I'm happy to see you for the first time, Anna. Well… as someone else."

"Y-Yeah…" It sounded more like a question. She shook his hand, unbeknownst how shaky she was.

Oh, how odd. What a small world to see him… her father. Anna squinted. What a… small world?

He turned to Elsa. "Oh, you two have met already? How incredible. You must be very happy now. I told you, Elsa."

What? "M-Met…?"

Elsa slowly turned, her blue eyes covered in unshed tears… And all the fear that she had seemed to hold back, back there… was all shown. The sorrow. The guilt. The pity. Everything that Anna had seen before… in Meg.

"Anna…" she whispered. Her voice… so soft, so heartbreaking. Just like a child.

"Elsa, please meet your baby sister, Anna Andersen."

Sister? What…?

a/n: :D yikes... *runs away*