a/n: previously, I deleted this chapter because I realized there seemed to have some confusion of what this fic is about. I don't want to spoil it, but I do think people got the idea that Elsa has been in a car accident. This first section below is right before the accident - and it continues to escalate from there in Anna's POV to the present time. Sorry for all the confusion.

Although, I did not want this chapter to be too long because I often don't enjoy having to cram everything in one chapter, but I felt that this fic needed a bit of a push to get the plot going. In any case, I believe things will slow down a bit more, and I hope people will enjoy this fic! Please DM me or visit my tumblr: not-rotting, for further questions, analysis... whatever, I would really love that. Let me know what you guys think about Elsa!



Chapter 2: Impact

The night was awfully warm at home, and they shared it. They loved it. Embraced it. And Anna had fallen into pieces with her… bare under the cover. The air was fevered, but it was all embraced out of love, desire, and there nothing more that Anna wanted than to feel it paint their skin. It felt good - hearing Elsa's voice whisper soft sweet nothings to her… hearing her voice drown in needy echoes of moans. The clear, blissful night took them… and Anna had allowed Elsa's touch to take her into the mighty heavens.

If memories served, her nails daringly left deep red streaks on Elsa's back, but she knew her girlfriend would turn a blind eye to it. She knew her girlfriend would always adore them, and Anna would always kiss the pain away.

While the night was long, and they had felt nothing more than the pleasure of being together… of loving each other, dawn had arrived. The morning sun basked the room with warm, red glow… and they were in peace sleeping together, arms holding each other tight.

This wasn't a special anniversary at all. This was their daily life, and Anna simply fell in love with it. She could sleep with a smile on her face, knowing her girlfriend would be right beside her once she'd wake up. Or perhaps, Elsa would bring her breakfast in bed.

She hummed, delighted when she felt warm lips kissing her bare shoulder blade. Whining, when she could feel Elsa trying to get out of bed. "Elsha…"

"Good morning, beautiful." Elsa nuzzled her button nose against the soft crook of Anna's neck, arms hugging her waist underneath the blanket. Anna, with her eyes closed, turned and did the same thing to Elsa, prompting the blonde to giggle in a much softer tone. "I have to get to work, Anna…"

"Stayyy…" She pouted, eyebrows scrunching. The sky was too bright for her to even open her eyes just yet. Though, after a moment, her lips stretched to a smile when she felt her lover kiss her there.

"Sorry, love. But, if you want, I can get you a glass of orange juice for when you get up."

Anna groaned, unwilling let her go. "I want a kiss instead…"

"You're so pouty." But she obliged anyway, hands tapping on the small of her girlfriend's back. "I have to go. Get up soon, baby. You have school today."

She rubbed her face against Elsa's pillow. Her scent could always energize Anna. "Mm… I think I'll skip."

"Well, make your best judgment, Anna. I'm not watching you fail your finals, alright? Isn't there one next week?" One more drugging kiss… and that one kiss slowly stirred Anna to stretch and get up. She blinked, eyeing the boringly white ceiling blankly, then to her girlfriend, laid by her side. How long had she been awake? Elsa was already in her work clothes. She always looked so tidy and beautiful even with a collared shirt and suit pants on.

Her eyes ogled at the button that could barely hold Elsa's chest in, only to feel a playfully judging eyes avert her attention to something else.

"You're really going? Can't it be just like last night?" she yawned, laid on her back, and she made no effort to cover her bare abused chest. Her own eyes fell to the bruised marks tattooed on her skin. Oh, last night… last night was absolutely fantastic. She wished things would stay like this… she wished to have Elsa's body on top of her once more, she wished to hear her agonized cries for the blissful pleasure. She'd damn near fall in love just like the moment they had met for the first time. There was no way Anna could forget how lost they were to each other… how they floated as contentment soaked their everlasting gaze.

Nonetheless, Anna didn't expect her lover to answer her. A thankful kiss on the back of Anna's palm was shared, her teal eyes catching Elsa's light laughter. "There will be plenty of nights like this. But I have to go now. Will you let me?"

Her voice was so soft… so loving. Oh, how could Anna refuse her when Elsa was staring at her with such adoration? How could she refuse her when those words were just filled with promises? Her words… were always filled with promises, and Anna never doubted that Elsa could fulfill them all.

"Mm… just one more…" She shut her eyes, puckering her lips.

"Well, alright, one more." Kiss. "Is that enough to fuel you up for the day?"

Anna simply looked like she was in heaven, her lips stretched to a wonderful smile, her eyes closed in glory. She nodded. "That's perfect." The early morning shimmered brightly through the balcony window, contrasting wonderfully on Elsa's pale skin - Gods, she looked like an angel - and Anna found herself drowned into the beauty… drenching into her words. To her touch. "Have a nice time at work."

"I make no such promises."

Two hours had passed in a blink of an eye. Anna was getting ready to go to school, having eaten only cereal and a few slices of orange that Elsa had left in their empty fridge. She sighed, gazing at the mirror. There wasn't going to be any major lectures today, so she wore whatever pieces she found in the closet - a green flannel, white shirt, and ripped jeans paired with white converse.

Obviously, she needed to hide those love marks as well. She was silent… the pad of her fingers tracing the beautiful wounds, barely hidden from her flannel. Elsa was never really so rough. Elsa was always loving… ever so sensual, but sometimes, she could be so playful that they just didn't mind a few marks here and there. But she remembered those certain words: 'I'm yours'. The way it was whispered to her… the way Elsa would look at her always sent Anna into a puddle of impassioned mess. The woman always knew what would get Anna going…

And that night was simply perfect.

She blushed like a rose, licking her pulped lips, and there was still a lasting remnant of her honeyed taste. Her fingers began to wring around the watch that Elsa had gifted her last night. Elsa had always bought her jewelry, but it was always so rare for Anna to wear them, other than some piercings and rings. She was always a bit of a tomboy, but she always tried to be more like Elsa - and to be given watch was more than appreciated.

Smiling, she tucked an isolated strand of hair behind her ear, picked up her bag from the ground. She yawned, rolling her eyes as she got out to her apartment hallway and the elevators. Morning classes are evil…

At this time, Elsa would have texted that she was getting breakfast or if she was at work. She nudged the strap of her bag closer her shoulder, her hand reaching for her phone in the pocket. Unexpectedly, there wasn't a single text or even a voice message from her girlfriend. Though, surprised, she wasn't too worried. She realized Elsa could be busy talking to clients for an opportunity to let them take up her designs or to negotiate prices - even as early as talking to them the moment she had woken up at six or seven in the morning. Doing it at around nine in the morning wasn't so uncommon.

The middle elevator between the three in front of her welcomed Anna. Sighing, she entered the lift, and decidedly, she'd just tell Elsa she'd be in school once she was there.

It didn't take long for her to get there, and the campus was already full of people walking around to get to their different departments. Anna could easily take her time.

She took a deep breath of heavenly fresh air, sitting on the grass by the hill, her back leaned against a tall oak tree. The birds cried through the early morning, and it was a wonderful song to Anna's ears. Gazing up in the deep blue sky, she listened to the dozen students passing by her talking about organic chemistry. Science was never Anna's best suit, but she never tried to learn from it either. Elsa, however… always had a heart for science, and while it was never Elsa's strongest suit either, she could excel in every single subject better than Anna.

The redhead was extraordinarily proud. Sure, jealousy was sometimes a thing, but she was never starved for the amount of extraordinary stress and work Elsa would put herself in. Things were much easier now. Elsa was able to get into a fantastic designing company in the competitive industry, and Anna was on her way to graduate with a bachelor in psychology. There could be more, but… Anna loved the way things were at the moment.

Sighing a relieved breath - feeling the pleasant wind stroke her sun-kissed skin - she took out her phone. "Hey, I'm in school now. Hope work is going well. Love you," she typed, sent, and she waited for the 'read' to pop up.

It didn't. "Well, she must surely be busy with work…" she reassured. Oh well.

She stretched, flicking her wrist to see the time on her watch. It was only nine-thirty, and her first lecture of the day was going to happen in just a few minutes. While she thought she would just hang out and reread her notes from the week before, there wasn't time for that now.

Getting up, she walked towards her class, passing the marble water fountain sitting smack-dab in the main campus. At times like this, more students surrounded the lucky fountain and would more than often flick a coin in there for good luck. Finals were just around the corner after all.

Students had quickly filled up the lecture hall, but thankfully, everyone had their own designated seats. Her eyes scanned through the auditorium-sized room, watching as people continued to swarm in, trying to squeeze through others. Finding her friends in a class this big was nearly impossible.

She huffed, only to choke on her own saliva in shock after she felt a dreadfully hard pat right on her back.

"Hey, feisty!"

She turned, eyes shooting daggers at the broad friend standing right beside her. "Kristoff, I told you, you need to lay off working out so much!"

"Aw, you jealous of my pecks?" He flexed his chest, wiggling his eyebrows. "Had a nice weekend?"

Yeah. Get off me."

"That's no way of talking to a friend!" His muscular arm - almost mockingly - wrapped around her tiny body. Which she tried to swat away, but there was just. Too. Much. Muscles. Dickhead. "Hm, is he even coming? He's late," he wondered out loud.

"He would have sent an email to us." Anna slowly strode down the stairs, finally, able to find two empty seats in the middle row. As always, Kristoff sat next to her, and though, talkative as always, Anna wasn't listening. Her eyes wandered around, scanning the number of people in the room. Usually, she wouldn't be so far from the projector, but it was fine today if this was just going to be a review section for the psychology finals.

"Hey, are you listening?"

"Huh?" She turned. The man was wearing a mask of concern on his face.

"I saw your ex-girlfriend today."

"Oh." Empty words were immediately stuck inside her windpipe. How did he expect Anna to react? Frankly, she didn't feel anything for that person. Neither did she expect her ex-girlfriend feel much. They were just… together at the wrong time, and Anna didn't blame her for being frustrated in their broken relationship. The death of her parents had taken a toll on Anna, but she was also in the right to want to focus on that first rather than… her. Her expression fell, and once she had noticed it did, she grabbed her laptop from her bag as a distraction. "So?"

He shifted, his whole body facing Anna's side. "She was asking about you. Said she was sorry for being selfish for back then."

Anna bit her lip. What was the point? They had already broken up, and Anna had moved on. And Elsa wants to marry me. "I mean… what do you want me to say? It's a long time ago."

He sighed, wringing his fingers together, placed on his desk. "If that's what you think, then sure. Anyway, it's not like you two are expecting anything. Plus, you already have a girlfriend of two years. I told her it's already too late."

"And is that what you really think? She's not expecting anything?"

He shrugged, unconcern. "She only said those words and left. I got your back, man."

"How did she look?"

He winked suggestively. "Devastated."

"Oh, ha-ha." She was glad Kristoff was able to support her like that. Things were different, and they continued to be different. Anna expected nothing of her, and neither should Anna be the face of her expectations either. Nobody in the right mind would want to get back to something that had caused so much pain and stress.

The naive, gullible Anna she once was, was gone, and she'd like it to stay that way.

Class ended on a good term, and perhaps, Anna didn't listen too closely, it wasn't anything she wasn't prepared for on the day of the exam. Other things still preoccupied her already-busying mind. She hadn't heard from her ex for a long time, and now that Kristoff had mentioned her… she didn't know what to think.

Packing her things, she followed her friend out the lecture room. He was talking about next week's exam… or something. Her mind had wandered off elsewhere, but she didn't have the heart to concentrate on exams right now. The door was stormed by students passing through, and finally, the sunlight hit their skin.

At first, Anna thought her ex would have shown up right in front of their lecture hall, but it was all just from paranoia. But it wasn't uncommon. She stopped just a few steps away from the door, looking to the side where the department bulletin board was located, filled with advertisements and student works. Her ex would always wait there for her classes to finish.

"Anna?" Her attention quickly fell to her concerned friend. "Hey, you okay?"

She pointed over her shoulder, grasping the strap of her bag. "Didn't you wanna get coffee before next class? Let's go."

"Yeah, hey -" He grabbed her arm. "If there's something I said that was wrong… tell me. Maybe I shouldn't have told you about Meg -"

"No, no." She placed a finger against his chest. "Actually, I'm glad you told me. Then I'd have to remind myself why we had to separate."

His eyebrows met together in worry. "But, Anna… that's not -"

"Hey, look. We were twenty years old. Nineteen." She pointed to herself as emphasis. "I learned… and I've moved on to being in love with a wonderful girl, who you've met. Right?" She raised her eyebrows. She could see the acceptance filling his expression, barely hiding the worry in his eyes.

"Well, alright. She didn't ask me anything else, so I guess she moved on too."

"Yeah, I bet." Before she was able to take off with Kristoff again, her phone vibrated in her pocket. Taking out her phone, she squinted in concern, seeing Elsa's mother had called her. Multiple times too.

"Is... something wrong?" Kristoff questioned, prompting the redhead to look at him with such… uneasiness. She'd always call but… she knows I have school today.

Gazing at her friend, she slowly placed the device to her ear. "Hi… Idunn?"

"Oh God, Anna! Anna, where have you been, I've been trying to call you!"

Anna scratched her head, eyeing the floor. The urgency in her voice did not sound too excellent. "What do you mean? You know I have class today."

A sniffle… a short sob arose from the other end, and immediately, Anna's heart tensed. A short moment had passed, but Anna's life… had almost flashed through her eyes. She knew those sounds. She'd heard it before… back when her aunt would call her to tell her what happened to her own parents. Her hands had gone numb, her body tensed, eyes widening - and instantly, tears rested upon the layer of deep fear in her eyes.

"Idunn…?" she whispered. "Why are you crying?"

"Anna… baby, get to the hospital. Right now."

A droplet quickly streamed down her cheek as she had blinked. Memories… had taken in hostage, and she was in chains again. Was it deja vu? Was she living in a dream? Was God going to punish her for the wrongdoings that she didn't realize she had been doing? She had been good. She had been clean. She swallowed, gripping onto her phone, and though, she didn't want to ask why, her body moved on its own. "What…" she scoffed. "What are you talking about?"

"Right now, Anna! Elsa… oh God, my baby… she's… she's got into a car accident -"

Her whole world had ceased. From the moment, that heartbreaking voice called out Elsa's name… her fingers let go of her phone, and it had dropped to the ground. Her eyes that were holding in tears a moment ago began to let it all go. Her heart that was once beating like crazy had dropped like dumbell, and it had shattered like glass. Her surroundings had completely stilled… and all Anna could hear was the echo of Idunn's voice resonating through her mind.

This shouldn't have happened. It was never supposed to be like this. Anna just simply wanted happiness to be shared with someone she loved.

But she spoke too soon. She shouldn't have been this happy yesterday. She shouldn't have discussed the marriage with Elsa. She shouldn't… have talked about her parents. None of this would have happened.

"Anna? Hey, Anna? What's going on?!"

Anna had dropped to the ground. No sounds of weeping. No signs of shaking. Shock was coursing through her body. "Why does this keep happening to me…?" she whispered to herself, her vision blurred. Every part of Anna's world… had completely ended.

Multiple fractures… several damages to the brain… how long is she going to stay like this… we're not so sure… but her breathing is steady… we will monitor her… she'll be fine.

That's what they all say.

The clock ticked ever so slowly as if the world didn't want time to pass. The fluid continued to drip… and the vital signs monitor continued to beep at a consistent rate. The whole room was awfully pale in color - almost too ugly to look at - and the only sunlight that leaked into the room was through the crack of the heavy blue curtains. Whispers and small voices dripped into the room from just outside the door… and the shadow of Elsa's parents met with the doctor from the bottom crack from the entrance.

A single nurse had finished cleaning up the equipment and had just left. She was alone again.

Who was paying attention though?

Hours had passed, but Anna didn't care for the time. Her knees - scraped and bruised from the fall - hurt for those remaining hours. She lacked the care for that as well. Tears continued to trail down her reddened cheeks… and she hadn't let go of that limped hand of her girlfriend's. She held it so tightly, and she held it tightly because she wanted Elsa to wake up. To feel her.

Her head had been lowered this whole time, forehead touching the bedside. She couldn't bear to see her girlfriend. And the sun beamed against her skin like this was a miracle. The city… continued to keep going, but everything that was happening had stopped for Anna.

She had heard everything - every little agonizing detail. A truck driver, dozing off behind the wheel, had missed the red light, crashed… and it had crushed her white mustang completely. And Elsa, herself. Especially… it had crushed Anna's heart.

She… had been laying in bed. Her head bandaged, her left arm put in a cast… and so was her whole right leg. Her perfect skin on her face had dozens of bruises and cuts, stitched up from the loose glass that kissed her skin. A trail of tubes ran through her nostrils and her arm. And if Elsa could look any paler, this was what she looked like - a sick… hurt angel. Her eyes… were close, but just from the very first glance when Anna took the courage to come in, she could see the suffering and pain.

"Ghn…" Anna gritted her teeth, pressing Elsa's hand against her forehead. She was weeping again, but nobody here would blame her for it. "Elsa…" she whispered. "Please… Please, wake up…"

Silence met with her hopeless cries. "How could you do this to me…?" she cried, her body rocking… and she pressed the back of Elsa's hand against her lips. Blurred vision watched the blonde continue to sleep… and even then, Anna couldn't bear the sight. "How could you leave me in the dark…?"

The door opened, and quickly the two parents had come up to the girl. Idunn… was the first to hold Anna by the back, hand grasping her arm. "Sweetheart… sweetheart, everything is going to be okay…"

"NO!" the redhead screamed, almost selfishly… wanting Elsa all to herself, her head shaking.

"Anna, no -" Agdar began, and while his voice was soft, it was as firm as a fatherly voice could be. But did Anna care? That's my girlfriend right here…

"I'm not leaving her…" was her reply. She doubted Elsa's parents would ever make her leave. If they did, Anna had to try her very best to hang on. She had wept even louder, falling to her knees. "Elsa…" her voice croaked, her one hand grasping the blonde's blanket. "You said you were going to marry me… You said you would…"

She could sense the two parents gazing at her with heartbreak. Pity. But were they not heartbroken themselves? Did they care? No, of course, they cared… of course, they understood how Anna was feeling. But with a promise that felt so real, with a such a woman laying in bed that made her such a promise, how could they understand how lost Anna felt?

"Anna…" She felt her girlfriend's mother's arms cradle her from the back, hand rubbing up and down her arms. "You have to stay strong. You have to believe. Darling, our daughter is strong and smart… and we're proud of everything that she does. Do you really think she would leave you like this? Hm?"

She sniffled in silence, her strength at loss.

"She has so many things she still wants to accomplish. Look… isn't she trying hard to start up a new company? Doesn't she have a beautiful apartment with you? And you're telling me she wants to marry you? Isn't that wonderful?"

Anna whimpered, "she's not here."

"She is here," she gently tapped on Anna's chest, "and, in no time, she will wake up… and the first thing she will see is your face. The first thing you will see is her smile. Wouldn't you like that?"

No. No, she wouldn't. It wasn't… a privilege. She remembered seeing that every day. She remembered waking up… seeing that Elsa hadn't gotten out of bed at all just so she could wait for Anna to wake up. Together, they would be the first people in the morning that they would see, to say hi to, to kiss.

They wouldn't understand, but at least, they were trying. Anna had to be satisfied with that. But how could she feel something else other than agony and depression? Her heart had been painted black, and soon after, her mind continued to rewind through those happy memories like a recorder.

Shadows under her eyes began to show as she looked at her girlfriend. Is… is this going to keep being like this for the rest of my life? She asked an impossible question… but she couldn't deny that there was a chance that Elsa would be changed forever. Silently, she picked up Elsa's hand to her lips once again, letting her tears kiss her pale skin. "I can't do this without you..."

Two months slowly made its way through fall, and winter had come to stay. December was a slow month, and with each day that had passed… the more she began to despise it. The 21st was going to be Elsa's birthday, and in just a few days, Elsa would still be laying here. As always.

Anna decided that she would stop going to school for the time being to take care of her girlfriend, and while that would mean she would be graduating later, she was completely fine with her. Thoughts of Elsa filled her head every day, but it was not nearly enough that it would put a smile on her face.

As always, she listened to the clock ticking through the silence where the room lit up with the afternoon glow. Elsa, as always… was quietly sleeping. The bedside table was filled with such animated colors of flowers, but only Anna knew what types she enjoyed in their presence: cherry-colored roses.

Often, Elsa would describe the color as romantic and sexual love, and there was something so beautiful about that that struck Anna. Perhaps, it was her infinite beauty contrasting with the most beautifully fragrant flower… or, perhaps, often… she admired how Elsa would be drawn into the hypnotizing crimson of the petals. She always adored those blue eyes falling in love with those colors.

Standing by the door, her fingers wrapped around the bundle of roses. It was getting increasingly difficult to enter that room - and while she always meant to get used to it… she couldn't bear to see Elsa still sleeping. Her arm and legs were healed, her scars barely noticeable on her face… but no doctor could cure her of her two-months coma.

Silently, Anna stepped in and placed the flowers upon the dozen bundles underneath on the bedside table. "Hey, Elsa."

The ticking of the clock greeted her coldly, only.

Decidedly, she sat down beside her girlfriend, her hand - while hesitant - took Elsa's. Sometimes, it was always comforting to know that Elsa still felt warm. "Your mom and dad… missed you a lot. Didn't see you for a week. They're outside doing paperwork, but they should be able to see you in a bit. But I wanted to see you first." She sighed, and it was such an exhausted sigh. "Your birthday is coming up. Without you here… I don't what I should give you." She leaned in, pecking Elsa's hand. "Oh, by the way… I thought I should start going back to school soon. I really want to graduate, you know? But… I know my priority is taking care of you."

The door slowly swung open with Elsa's parents coming in. "Sweetheart, are you doing alright?" was Agdar's first question to Anna. In reply, her smile that was given to him was tight, and she nodded. He leaned in to kiss her forehead. "Sorry, we took a bit to finish the papers."

"That's fine." Anna turned to Idunn. She had quickly placed the flowers in a vase, half-filled with water. "Idunn?"

"Hm?"

"Do you think I should just… pack up Elsa's stuff? They've been living in the dust for a bit in the apartment."

The mother hummed in contemplation, and slowly organized the flowers into the vase. "It's up to you, baby. Do you want to move her stuff back to our house?"

She shrugged, turning to her girlfriend. "Wouldn't it feel so empty in the apartment…?" she asked herself, but mostly, she expected her girlfriend to answer. The sun gently beamed down Elsa's pale skin, her blonde hair dancing with the glowing twinkles. A smile tugged across Anna's face, and she ran her fingers through the thick strands covering Elsa's face. You look so peaceful, darling…

"Well, if it feels empty, why don't you just leave the boxes here?" Agdar replied, attempting to be logical.

"Yeah." She sniffled, standing. "Um, I'm going to go to the bathroom for a bit."

The man ran his hand through her hair. Even he could sense the impending sadness emitted from Anna. "Go on, we'll take it from here."

Anna didn't dare to flash a glance at both parents. She knew darn well what pity looked like, and she did not want it.

The empty bathroom really highlighted how she felt. Emptiness. In every way possible, a significant part of her had learned that from now on, she would be the one taking care of Elsa. Sure, everything had been steady since the start, but there was a looming dread that everything could go wrong in a matter of seconds.

She turned the faucet on, letting bubbles of water drench her hand. She eyed herself in the mirror. The same dreadful stare reflecting herself. The amount of sleep she was getting these days had gotten less. Shadows loomed below her eyes, but it was to be expected. Without Elsa beside her, how could she ever sleep? She even dared to say she hadn't washed Elsa's pillow for the past few months because she needed her scent. She needed something intimate.

Anna took this chance to clear her mind and wash her face before coming out. With hands in her pocket, she slowly strode down the hall. The hospital was scented chlorine, and her eyes wandered as nurses, doctors, and patients that passed her. She had gotten so used to the sight now. Day after day, she'd see more and more come in when she came to visit Elsa. Many times, she wondered if these people had experienced the same thing that Elsa had experienced. Maybe worse. But there shouldn't be a single comparison.

She sighed, knocking on the door before she turned the knob. "Hey, Idunn -"

Her body froze. Her whole world froze. She was glad she wasn't holding anything because she would just drop it instantly.

In front of her… Elsa's parents wept. In front of her, she could hear the cries. She could hear the relief, the joy. And, in front of her… those blue eyes that Anna had always yearned to see were clearly gazing back at her. The smile that Idunn had promised Elsa would show wasn't there, but Anna didn't care.

She was completely stunned. Idunn was calling her to come, but she could barely hear it. "Elsa…" she whispered, and before she knew it, she had run towards them, gotten between Elsa's parents, and lunged right at her girlfriend. Hugging. Hugging her tighter. "Oh god, Elsa…" her voice wept, fingers running through her hair. She couldn't believe it. She wanted this to be a dream. For all the days that she had wished Elsa to wake up… she didn't expect Elsa to wake up now.

Those blue eyes, while drained from her two months rest, was as clear as day. She missed it all. She had so much to say, but it was all drowned in her cries.

"Elsa… I missed you. Oh God, I missed you…" Gentle, trembling lips pressed against the crook of Elsa's neck, and she could feel her own tears streaming down her cheeks to kiss her flawless skin. Her heart raced with passion, with gratefulness, with thankfulness. It was a miracle.

Her body tensed as she felt a hand caressing her shoulder, and from just the touch, she knew it was Elsa. Her lips were gifted with their very own smile upon her crying face. For the first time, she welcomed Elsa's touch… she welcomed her home.

"Excuse me…"

Anna hummed against the crook of her girlfriend's neck. Only when nothing followed, only when Elsa had stopped caressing her shoulder, she pulled away. Her longing fingers slowly caressed her girlfriend's cheek - though, as dry as a desert. Her eyes… grew softer than the glow of the sun. And Elsa still looked beautiful.

"God, I thought…" Her hand cupped her pale cheek, "I thought you really were -"

"Excuse me… I'm sorry," Elsa's voice croaked. "Who… are you?"