It's peaceful.

Just… being in bed, in nothing but her bare skin - her sweatpants and shirt discarded on the floor - a blanket covering her body, and the morning sunlight filled Anna with ease and pleasure. The sound of birds trilling in the background kissed her ears like music. It was indeed peaceful. She felt insanely comfortable being here where the cold room contrasted with the warmth of the sunlight. She didn't open her eyes, taking her own moment to relish the background music from outside of her bedroom. It was… calming. Normal. Elsa had been awake for quite a while.

She didn't know what time it was… but what did it matter when she was free from any obligations other than to wake up? She laid on her side, feeling soothing wind from the open window blowing through her fringes. She shifted in bed, the blanket brushing against her skin. Ah, perhaps… this was the kind of peace that she should be enjoying - hearing music in her sleep, the birds chirping as she woke. What more could she ask for?

Anna was definitely enjoying all of this… normality, her arm propped between her head and pillow. And she stared at the sky… all blue and cloudless. Her eyes were dazed at the endless blanket of blueness in the sky.

Yesterday night… was something else.

She remembered everything from the taste of Elsa's skin when she kissed her on the couch to the very end. She remembered all the times that Elsa didn't even resist… didn't even try to. She remembered how her hurt eyes were locked on the blank wall like she was hoping something would be written there to say 'no'. And then, she remembered herself.

Just… one kiss, a single taste of Elsa's sweetness… and it was enough. And then, as always, they felt sorry.

They still spoke that night - as awkward as it had been, consumed by those memories - with nothing but smiles on their faces. They were still sisters, and Anna wasn't even going to pretend that they didn't both care very much for each other. More than anyone would think.

They went their separate ways to bed, but not without saying goodnight to each other. .

Perhaps… they were really strangers sleeping under the same roof.

She shut her eyes once more in an attempt to enjoy a few more minutes of the sun caressing her freckled skin - but it was just a substitute of the arms that kissed her in the night, of the fingers that breathed pleasure on her chest. She loved imagining Elsa embracing her from behind… tender brushes of rose-colored lips at the back of her ear, and soft sweet whispers of love, of 'good morning, beautiful' grasping her soul. She wanted to remember Elsa's tongue tasting her lips. She wanted to feel winter cold legs entwining with hers… just everything that they would do normally -

Oh, it was only a desperate, lustful dream.

Knock, knock.

The door opened. "Anna, good mor -"

The redhead immediately opened her eyes, gasping as she turned to the door. And there was Elsa blinking. Her eyes completely widened. The clock ticked for a few seconds in silence, and then -

Slam! … prompting Anna to flinch.

"Jesus Christ!"

"God, Anna -" The annoyance in Elsa's voice was clearly there, left in the hallway. "Please, why don't you have your clothes on?"

The girl quickly got out of bed, shaking, even. She hurriedly put her shirt on, her sweatpants right after. "W-Why did you open the door?!" Anna yelled, a flush painting her cheeks. It wasn't the embarrassment that she was feeling - she definitely didn't feel bad for leaving herself exposed like that. Her embarrassment was how Elsa reacted.

She never reacts like this. Has she gotten warmer?

"Why did you not have your clothes on?" the woman repeated more sternly.

Anna managed to tidy herself and went to open the door with a hard swing. Just as she had thought, Elsa was standing beside the door, side leaning against the wall. Anna had to mirror her blank expression. She didn't expect their eyes to meet, but they did… and Elsa's stare was strangely observant. And Anna wasn't really going to complain about her ogling eyes - if that's what it was now.

"Pft, it's not like you haven't seen any of this." Anna gestured to her body.

The older woman raised her eyebrows in annoyance. "Yes, would you like to walk around my apartment naked?"

"Yeah - "

"Please, Anna."

She rolled her eyes when Elsa had walked into the kitchen, a hand waving off her little sister. "What, it's not like you don't know that I sleep naked sometimes! All the time?" As expected, Elsa didn't answer her.

This was a little funny. A lot funny, actually. They were acting like normal sisters. Anna wouldn't mind having little arguments with her. She leaned against the hallway, eyes observant at Elsa pouring them both orange juice. Hearing - well, not hearing - Elsa's lack of response had Anna smirking a little. She'd always respond to her, even if it was the slightest bit absurd.

Anna scoffed, arms crossing against her chest. "Has my sister lost her voice?"

The blonde sighed and dropped her utensils, eyeing the sink, and her hands gripped the counter side. "Anna, do not do this."

"What am I doing? Taunting you? It's the truth."

"Are you frustrated about me? About yesterday?"

Elsa finally turned to give her a look of guilt and exasperation. Well, she wasn't wrong, but Anna wasn't going to admit it either.

The younger woman shrugged and slowly walked towards her. So glad to see she's still running away. "I just want things to be normal."

"This is our normal -"

"A normal denial, yes!" Anna yelled, and a hand was placed on Elsa's. She almost thought the woman had flinched, but only her blue eyes were focused on their held hands.

Elsa shook her head. The unhappiness that filled the air - the longing - tugged on Anna's heartstring. It hurt, where the pain would just slash against her chest.

"I just want my sister," Elsa whispered. The sparkle in her eyes filled Anna with emptiness when it focused on her.

"Well, I'm sorry, we can't always have what we want, huh?!" Silence. She wanted to be correct - she wanted to push Elsa's true feelings out. That woman was only lying to herself, trying to hold onto the only person she would never have. The only person Anna could never be. But enough was enough.

Anna breathed out, looking away. "I'll go take a shower -"

A hard grasp tightened around Anna's wrist.

"You're not the same person that danced for me before…" Her whisper was soft, but hearing it… was harsher than those cold nights.

"I could be. If you'd let me. In the end, you and I know that I never escaped." And just like their relationship, this time, Anna pulled away - and her eyes turned to the light shining from the window.

When Anna came out, it was nothing she expected to see. Her heart, once held in chains, danced like nobody was there. Well… perhaps, it really was something she expected to see as she ran her wet hair with a towel. Elsa was standing by the window. Leaning against it, her blue eyes gazed ever so distantly through the city, her arms crossed. Her white collar shirt crinkled when she tightened her arms even more around herself - and Anna… was reminded of the times they had slept together.

She always looked so majestic - almost like an angel - when the sun glowed on her pale skin. The times when Elsa would always admire the city… Anna would quickly feel drawn to that sense of... distance. Yearning. And it was the fire in Elsa's eyes… so dangerous, that Anna didn't want to burn.

She didn't want to disturb her now, adoring the way her eyes danced with the shine, adoring the pursing of her lips -

"Anna?"

Anna blinked. Damn it. Her tensed body relaxed. A certain heat redden her cheeks. "Sorry, took a long shower. W-Were you waiting?"

She nodded, sitting on the couch, motioning her little sister to come. "I wanted to eat with you."

They were acting normal again - and perhaps, not… normal, normal, but she'd prefer not to argue. This wasn't the first time they had hurt each other with claws and teeth - but whenever it'd happen, they hurt like a bitch.

She plopped down next to her. Her eyes glanced over all the food that Elsa had cooked on the table. "Wow, a full English breakfast."

The blonde smiled. "I thought you'd be hungry."

"Uh, I think I'd prefer to eat less now?" She tossed the towel on the armrest and grabbed a piece of toast - though, not before adding a bit of butter and syrup. "Mmm… toast…"

Elsa raised an eyebrow. "You sound like you haven't eaten all week."

"No, I just haven't had toast in a while." With another hand, she grabbed a fork and stabbed a piece of bacon. "Plus, I thought you led a healthy lifestyle."

"I do. I thought I could relax today with you here." Elsa leaned back and took a sip of her hot coffee. Black, of course. Anna could feel searching eyes crawling at the small of her back. Then she heard a slight laugh, and Anna turned back - mouth stuffed with food.

"Whah?"

The woman reached out to get a smudge off Anna's cheek. She tilted her head in curiosity. "Does Meg not feed you?"

A slight flush filled Anna's face but she showed no weakness. How… could she look so sweet to me after all that? "Uh… she does. I think she's more of a health freak than you are."

"I suppose. But you do eat, right?"

"Yeah!" Anna continued eating, even if Elsa wasn't. She didn't have to look to know Elsa was paying attention to her. Ah, just like before, huh? Well, if only Elsa would run her fingers through Anna's hair, if Elsa told her what a good girl she was… all would be perfect. "It's more like… she forces me to eat things even if I don't like it. Like broccoli. I hate broccoli."

"Hm…" Elsa sipped her coffee. "Well, like I said, I'm glad she was by your side."

Anna decided she would be quiet about this. Her relationship with Meg had been a strange one, but there was no denying the satisfaction Anna got out of it. She wondered if she should call her professor today to apologize for ditching her.

"So… sorry about before." She sat back, biting her lip. Never would she have thought Elsa had given her all her undivided attention.

Elsa smiled, only to hide it as she took another sip of coffee. The smell of it filled Anna's senses, and it was such a comforting scent. Especially from her big sister.

"I… said things that we both shouldn't hear. I'm sorry."

"No, you were right." Elsa eyed her with determination.

Anna's heart nearly stopped pumping. The slight hope that Elsa would look into her eyes and say that again… and she did, keeping the redhead from breathing.

Just those four words and a lingering silence lured Anna with temptation, and she just… wanted to know what else Elsa had to say next. Or not say, but do. Even without the slightest touch of her pale slender finger on her skin… Anna could feel her, all of her.

"We… can't ever be normal. We can't go back to what I've always wanted. Do you… know what I want?" Her cold whisper had given Anna a certain familiar high, and she let her own gaze drown in Elsa's ocean. Oh, it was so hypnotizing, and Anna just didn't mind having to be dirtied by Elsa, only Elsa.

"Yeah…"

The blonde was dazed on her lips, and Anna could feel it all. Soothingly cold… loving… wanting. "So let me ask you this… do you want to come up to my office?"



What?

Anna rolled her eyes when the woman grinned ever so evilly. Did she get that sense of humor from Meg? Jesus.

"Whatever." Though, she couldn't deny she'd love to see her place. The way Elsa laughed had quickly hypnotized her, and she did nothing but stare. After all… if she hadn't seen her laugh for six months, now would be the chance that she drowned in her happiness. Or are we truly happy like this? "Yeah, I'd love that."

Going through the lobby for the first time, Anna felt just a tad bit intimidated. Perhaps, maybe it was because she had never gone into any of her sister's office buildings, or she'd never been to a building that looked… plentiful expensive, but she felt quite intimidated. The lobby was so big that even echoes could be heard with every little footstep made on the black marble floor. People were dressed in all kinds of formal wear… and maybe it was because Anna was the only person who was wearing a shirt and jeans, she kept feeling and seeing strange eyes glancing at her, voices whispering God knows what. I mean… I guess I don't really belong here.

Her eyes were in a wondrous place as she gazed down from Elsa's office to the street. Every corner of the room had supplies that matched Elsa's personality nicely - clean, sleek, and simple with its color. Behind where Anna stood was her sister's desk.

It was quite a big office - even bigger than her own apartment. But she knew Elsa loved the comfort of her own home, and even she knew to be in such a large room all day long… sounded quite lonely.

There wasn't much in here. One side had a couch and a flat screen planted on the wall. The opposite side had a place where Elsa could brew her coffee.

She was in awe. The desert seemed like it was just a few feet away from this view, and all the buildings that were below all seemed like a child's collection of toys. It was beautiful, seeing everything from Elsa's office.

Even coming into the building, Elsa and Anna were greeted by Olaf. Her own elevator was scented with lavender… and now, they were left in the own accord with the scent being grounded coffee beans.

She continued to observe the outside world, arms loosely crossed around her chest. Elsa had leaned against the window next to her, and the sound of water boiling for their coffee was the only sound Anna could hear.

She pressed a hand against the glass. Cold…

"Father asked if you wanted to come over for dinner tonight."

"Hm?" Anna blinked, slightly startled. The way Elsa smiled ever so tenderly, the way she observed Anna… quite amusingly, left a blush on the redhead's face. Though, there was a hint of comfort and a type of normal that they never had between them… talking so freely like this. Like they were sisters. Like they didn't yearn for something that made them desire each other so much. Anna couldn't stand it… having to see how free Elsa seemed to be, so she turned her eyes back to the window. "Uh, yeah, I'll see…" She tightened her own arms around her body. "I should go to say my thanks, anyway."

"You don't have to. I'm sure he knows you are grateful."

Still, while they were family… Anna felt unsure of ever being a comfortable fit in the Arendelle family. They were nothing that Anna's family was. She had to admit… sometimes, she just couldn't feel the love in that home, but… she knew everyone was working hard on this. Especially Elsa. But now, they were working on fixing each other. "You know, you really should've brought me up here earlier. I can't believe you kept this view away from me for so long."

"Well, I apologize then." She chuckled lightly, mirroring Anna's arms crossed on her body. She turned to eye her desk, her very smile almost… seemingly nostalgic. Anna could even sense it in the air - and while the air conditioning was brisk against her skin, being next to her was warm enough. She turned, her side leaning against the window… and finally, their eyes met.

"It's really beautiful here. Thanks for bringing me up. You must be so busy."

Elsa shook her head. "For you, I don't mind."

She doesn't mind…

There was something between them… that even Anna couldn't keep her eyes off of her. The happiness… the way Elsa looked ever so distantly at her, reminded her of the times that they had first met. But this was different - how they felt for each other right now hurt her heart as much as it warmed it.

She felt nothing of lust. Nothing of desire. And at this moment, Anna just silently admired her sister with adoration.

It was quiet between them again, but even Anna realized, the echoes of nothingness… was exactly what they needed. Her eyes fell to meet Elsa's feet and a small hint of redness coated her cheeks. She wasn't sure if it was because how warm this office was - but she doubted it - or… because her mind had consumed nothing but the sight of Elsa's ocean eyes.

"It's what I should do." Elsa sighed. After everything, now, Elsa knew what her mind was going through, and Anna… wanted to let it happen. "There comes a point where I need to make up for all the things that I have done to you. I know this is very little, but I only want to bring you happiness, Anna."

"And you have." Anna raised an eyebrow, coming a step closer to her. She wasn't going to let Elsa talk down on both of them in this relationship. "Elsa…" When Elsa didn't move, Anna felt something inside of her snap. The warmth that she had grasped inside her felt nothing like it was before. She wanted this. She wanted more. And Elsa… was just right there in front of her to take. But she held herself back, and her expression showed nothing but pity for her own tortured heart. It was so soft, even when on the inside… her anger and frustration chained her down.

"Are you happy?" Anna asked, her own hands gripping tightly on her own arms. The one question she had always longed to ask - when Elsa had asked her millions of times - had finally turned from being an empty thought to actual words. Anna was somewhat glad.

The one smile that Elsa had… faded like a small ugly stain. Elsa didn't answer her just quite yet. Neither did their eyes avoid each other - and they really shouldn't even when they wanted to. Anna wanted an honest answer - even if it meant they were going to hurt again. At least… they were going to hurt together.

The blonde sighed, and the younger woman could immediately hear the disappointment in her voice. Don't. Please don't. "Only when you are -"

"Do you hate me? Because…" She swallowed. "I've always… wanted you to acknowledge me. You found me, but… you don't want me because I wasn't the person you wanted. Or I was, and now, you're throwing me away. Elsa -"

"I only want you to be safe. I want you to find your own happiness without me."

"Do you think I'm happy right now?" Anna scrunched her eyebrows, a hand placed on her chest. "Do you think… while I have been confused about my feelings for you all these months, did you think I was going to be satisfied?"

"Anna, stop." She shut her eyes. What now? After this… was she going to run too? It was so typical of her.

She wasn't going to stop. She hadn't even had tears coat her eyes, masked in pain, in such a long time. But crying… showed weakness, and Anna wasn't going to be weak for her sister - especially… when the woman in front of her was this much of a coward. "When do you think I can stop feeling this way?"

"Anna -"

"When can you start acknowledging me, make me feel like I belong? Because right now, I… I feel LOST -"

Without another word, Anna felt own back slammed against the glass wall, her own wrists glued against it as well… with cold hands cuffing her where they should be. Above her head. Just like always. Anna didn't even blink… didn't allow herself to even let a single tear run down her own cheek with Elsa's silent gaze kissing her every feature.

Her eyes were so cold… so full of anger… and that was the only woman she'd recognize behind that mask. Elsa's breathing was warm, brushing on her skin like she was an empty canvas… and those eyes were faint with desire and bitterness.

She could see it… all of Elsa's features - her faint freckles, her pink pulped lips glistening in the sun, the shine in her eyes glittered like the sky… and everything felt wonderful. The way her fingers caressed her wrists sent her reminders of nights brimmed with pleasure and hurt. And Elsa… didn't move. Didn't speak… but she let her expression speak for itself - to let it speak of the desire that Elsa had no strength to say in words.

But that was okay. All Anna wanted was for her sister to notice her. To acknowledge her words when all this time… Elsa had always been saying no to her.

"Elsa…" she whispered, and the single sound of her name escaped with fear and want. Ah, it was a nice mixture - one that Anna was already used to with all the times they had been together. Her bottom lip fell between her teeth, and with every intent… she just wanted to lean in and kiss her. Forget about them being sisters, forget about their escort and client relationship…

Anna just wanted her heart, and there was no denying Elsa felt the same way too.

And she felt… God, she felt the woman's thumb caressing her bottom chin… coaxing Anna to let go of her lips, which she did. With pleasure. In her arms. And Anna yearned badly to keep Elsa in arms reach.

"What… have you done to me?" Elsa whispered. Oh, she could almost feel her breath tickling her skin… feeling her lips brushing on her own, but it was a dream that she would soon discover to be a nightmare or something better. Much better. Her fingers curled into fists, but she was not faltered. The redhead sighed, and neither did she dare to move.

This was it… this was the feeling that she always in her heart - to feel the fear coiling up in her stomach, to feel her own skin tingle at the sound of Elsa's hushed voice. To feel her fingers drumming gently on her wrist and lips…

She didn't breathe. "I've… I've always wanted you…"

Elsa tilted her head, and darkened blue eyes fell to her luscious lips. Anna didn't mind at all. Have me… you can have all of me. "I know, Anna. I know."

"Please…" Her lips trembled. The last thing Anna wanted… was to avoid Elsa's gaze. "Tell me you don't want me… tell me, and I will let go."

Elsa didn't respond, and the only thing Anna received was her big sister towering over her, their forehead pressed together… and she could just feel it. So close… they were so close, and Anna just shuddered at the lips that brushed at hers ever so gently. And it stayed this way as long as Anna could feel her - as long… as Elsa had to take to realize what she wanted. Needed.

The blonde leaned in closer, her front pressed against Anna. "I know what I want. I know who I want… and you -"

Her door immediately slammed open. "Ms. Arendelle, you have to see this."

The two paused, and Elsa slowly pulled away. Olaf's eyes were somewhat frantic… and especially, when he was trying to act all calm, Anna found this extremely weird. She watched silently as Elsa fixed her suit with Olaf quickly strolling to her table. His eyes caught on Anna's, and somehow… when Anna thought he was going to greet her, he didn't. He turned back to Elsa. Coldly, even.

"What do you want?" Elsa growled, her hands placed on the table.

"Take a look at this." He slowly came between the two sisters and showed her the iPad. Anna frowned, and when she tried to peek, Olaf got in the way between them.

"What the hell…" Anna's ears perked at Elsa's little mumble, frowning in worry.

"H-Hey! What's going on?"

"Anna, you need to go right now." Elsa's cold voice echoed in the room, and immediately, the warm eyes that she once had… turned cold. Angry cold. And was… was she shaking?

"E-Elsa? What are you -"

"What did I just say? Olaf will call for someone to take you home," she slightly pushed Anna's shoulder, "Go. Now."

She turned to Olaf, who had softly pressed a hand on her back to lead her to the door. "Olaf, what's going on -"

"It's nothing, don't worry. We're just… we have a little meeting right now, so I don't want anything that would disturb us, is that alright?" His gentle voice didn't soothe Anna at all, and as she headed to the entrance, she turned her head to see Elsa's head dropped down.

"Elsa…" Her voice wasn't loud enough, and the last thing Anna saw as she found the door closing behind her… were her eyes. Her beautiful eyes… fallen into darkness once again.

"Anna… Baby, please… oh, you're doing great…"

"Meg…"

"I've got you… I've got you. Just let it flow through you… Come."

Tears splattered on the screen, her body trembling like the earth had shaken her whole. Blue eyes were glued to the video - where the light was dim… but the two bare bodies that were dancing together were shown very, very clearly. The only video that could make Elsa's stomach churn, like she had just fallen out of her own building. And that title…

"Agdar Arendelle's love child sex tape".Elsa couldn't believe any of this. She couldn't take her eyes off of Meg… touching her sister. Her precious sister. Her innocent… baby sister.

Her eyes continued to water, and she clenched her fingers into fists. It was wrong to see her sister get fucked by Meg. It was wrong to see her sister… give herself to another woman.

Olaf was standing next to her, and immediately, he took the iPad off. "I think that's enough."

Elsa shut her eyes. She could still hear the moans - God, those disgusting moans… she wanted to throw up. Her heart raged with heartbreak and anger, and it was just going to grow bigger. Her eyes were still stuck to where the iPad was.

She took a deep breath. There came a point… where she had to realize why Meg did it. And she understood, but that bastard… that bastard made a promise. She should never have trusted him.

"What else?" she mumbled. Olaf remained silent.

"What. Else.Olaf?" Her burning eyes turned to him.

He swallowed. "The… recording is out too. The one that revealed you two are sisters."

"God damn it. GOD DAMN IT!" She slammed her fist against the desk. "Thousands of views… plus the recording…" She shook her head. "Anna can't find out about this." But she will. I know she will…

"Miss -"

"Say it, Olaf. Say what you want."

The young man frowned in disbelief. "No, I… I would never talk against you, Elsa. We're friends, I'm supposed to support you. No matter what."

Idiot. What an idiot.

But this wasn't the time to sob about this. It was spreading… this whole thing was spreading because that damn bastard wanted revenge. How cold did Elsa's heart have to be? How ugly did she have to become to stop Hans? To beg for forgiveness? It was too late now.

Elsa took a deep breath and wiped her tears away, nodding. She had to remain professional. "Tell me what is happening right now."

Olaf cleared his throat and stared at his iPad. "It's spreading, Elsa. That video and recording were posted yesterday -" Elsa immediately walked over to her closet, unbuttoning her shirt and taking off her tie to grab a hoodie. " - News is covering it already, but it hasn't made it to the front headlines yet. Elsa -"

"Does Father know?" She turned, slipping into a new pair of jeans and a white cap.

"I don't think so. Not yet."

She sighed, nodding.

He'll know soon… I need to get out of here. "Okay…" Deep breaths. She had to think quickly before her heart exploded out of rage. "Olaf, listen to me." She quickly strolled to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You and I know what is going to happen. I will resign as soon as possible -"

"What? No, Elsa!"

"Look at me, Olaf." She squeezed his shoulder, staring into eyes that were about to tear up. "You know my father will never allow the company's reputation go down the drain. You know how he is. The only person I trust in here is you." She pointed a finger at his chest. "You handle everything around here, understood?" A pause loomed over, and she gazed down at the window. Her floor was too tall to even see what was below on the sidewalks. "Are there reporters?"

"A few, yes." He stood up tall and strong, one that fitted a wonderful authoritative figure. Ah, just like how Elsa liked it. She grinned, patting his shoulder.

"That's it. You already look like a brilliant CEO. I'm going to have to go now. I have to deal with… all this."

"Wait, what? L-Let me drive you -"

Elsa grabbed her phone, starting to walk out the door. "You watch the office. I need to go alone."

And perhaps, alone wasn't totally expected just as she got out of the building's parking space. She took the time to examine the front of the building where there were more than a dozen reporters trying to jam in there. Thankfully, Anna wasn't standing there.

And speaking of her, as Elsa quickly drove off to the club, she grabbed her phone and attached her earpiece to her right ear. She hadn't realized it until now that Anna had called her a dozen times, sent her multiple text messages before she called it quits after half an hour.

She gulped, her knuckles breaking into cold, nervous sweats, gripping onto the steering wheel. But nothing could ignite Elsa's anger even more than… than that bastard.

The blonde huffed, clicking on her phone to listen to Anna's voicemails. At this moment, even she knew she couldn't speak to Anna. But at the very least… hearing her voice could bring her joy.

"Elsa, what the hell is going on? Could you just answer your phone, at least? Your colleague is driving me home, but… fuck, my heart is racing. He said everything's okay? There are reporters everywhere! You're not saying the same thing as he did right? What the hell is happening…? Answer me. Please…"

"This… is about me, isn't it? It's happened… I know it's happening. I don't want to know. I don't ever want to know. I just… God, I fucked up."

"I'm sorry, Elsa. I wanted us to be happy… I don't think those happy moments will ever come back again. I'm sorry."

The blonde immediately chucked her earpiece away, slamming her hand against the steering wheel. But that didn't defuse that shame and anger she had for herself. Blaming… Anna was always blaming herself even when it was never ever her fault. She tried - and Elsa knew she tried her best to make things right, but it was never her fault.

Elsa shook her head, eyes glistening with unshed tears - completely unworthy of Anna. Her teeth gritted together, and Elsa could only mumble a small, "god fucking damn it".

The moment Elsa stepped - more appropriately, stomped - into Hans' office, her eyes widened and she was frozen in her spot. Her heart raced, not just from anger… but with uncertainty. The atmosphere was simply unsettling, and all three - yes, all three people in the office stayed silent. Music was blaring in the background… but Elsa didn't have the will to listen to anything but her own heartbeat.

Her sight was on the woman that stood between Elsa and Hans - a cowardly man raising his two hands up above his head. Her sight… was on the gun held by the woman with cherry colored hair. She didn't even need to see that woman's expression to know how wild and infuriated her eyes were.

"You promised…" Meg whispered, gritting her teeth. Her right hand, the one that held the pointed gun at Hans, was shaking. "You fucking promised… those were never going to get out."

"Hey… let's take it easy, Meg." Out of all the things Hans could have done, he just sat in his seat with that god awful smile on his face. Like he wasn't taking this seriously. How infuriating could he be? Finally, he looked behind Meg's shoulder to Elsa. "I promised, but I didn't say how long."

"SHUT UP! You just ruined…." She took in a shattered breath. "You just ruined everyone's life. I have been a client for so long - and I've never once thought you would treat me like how you would treat your fucking workers. What is wrong with you?"

Hans tilted his head. "You ask me that… but you're pointing a gun right at me. Do you have the guts to shoot me? If you really have the courage to kill me, I'd like to find out, sweetie."

Meg immediately cocked the handle back. "Dare me… one more fucking time -"

"Meg -"

The woman immediately turned, and Elsa had never seen such… disappointment and exhaustion in someone's eyes. Not even Anna's. She didn't know what to say, how to act. She'd never expected this. "You…" The brunette squinted. "Why are you here…? Where's Anna?"

I need to keep an eye on that gun… Slowly, she raised both of her arms… wanting to reach for her, but there was just no opening. "Meg… calm down. You don't want to do anything you'll regret."

"Regret?" The woman scoffed, and Elsa tensed again when she noticed Meg's hand grip tightly around the weapon. "The only thing… I regret is trusting that bastard. And you… I trusted you too." She growled, shaking her head. "I trusted you… to tell her about the video, and you didn't. Why?"

Hans scoffed. "Oh, I didn't know you two were partners in crime -"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" she hissed nothing but venom, without even turning to him. And seeing him flinch gave Elsa such satisfaction… but she couldn't show it now. Her concern was with Meg… and even if they didn't know too much about each other - they at least cared for the same person. "Why? Why didn't you tell her?"

What should I say? That she forgot? That she didn't have the guts? Elsa shook her head, tightening her jaw. "It wasn't the right thing to do. She didn't need more emotional trauma, Meg. You know that."

"Emotional trauma…" She clicked her tongue, eyes on the ground… but Elsa knew, she hadn't let her guard down yet. "Well, now look what happened. Everything is out."

"It doesn't matter." It matters. It fucking matters. Your life is ruined. "We are all in this together." Elsa had to be the bigger person right now… and no matter how irrational she wanted to be… she, at least, had the sense to calm her down. "I know you are hurt. You are angry. I'm furious too, but if you let your mind control you… you'll really regret everything."

Tears were streaming down Meg's face. "Anna's graduation was just yesterday. And this motherfucker has to go and ruin everything."

"Would Anna want this?" Elsa questioned… and it was genuinely what she needed to ask. Yes, perhaps, Anna was angry and shamed as well. But never would Anna want to hurt another person. Neither would she want the person she loved to hurt others either. And when Meg said nothing, she knew she was right. "You know, in your heart, Anna wouldn't want this. Think about her - remember all those months you were with her. How she smiled for you. How she laughed for you. With you. If you pulled that trigger on a worthless bastard like him, you'll never see that smile again." I'll share… I'll gladly share, if that's what it takes.

And just like that… Meg's expression seemed to have softened. Her grip… not so much. Elsa would gladly talk all day if she needed to - even if her heart felt like fireworks were going off with each passing second.

"How could you be okay with this…?"

Elsa twitched. "Who said I am? Who said my sister is okay, either? I feel… exactly how you are feeling right now, but this isn't the answer. Meg…"

"If you had the chance… wouldn't you want to take it?"

The blonde tightened her jaw, eyes focusing on the man sitting behind Meg. As much as she wanted to kill him… she knew this was also partly her fault for not being careful. For turning him into the man that he had become. "No. I have others to think about… and I know if Anna is still right here," she tapped on her chest, "you'd put that down."

Meg slowly turned to Hans, eyes piercing right into his dark soul. Her fingers began to adjust the hold on her gun… and with an audible sigh, and with Elsa… slowly placing a hand on top of the brunette's arm, finally, the weapon was lowered. "Lucky bastard."

Elsa wasn't smiling yet. The face that Hans had - the sweat and fear shown in his cocky smile, the way his hands trembled - gave her so much pleasure. Huffing, she eyed him with nothing but piercing coldness and fire. "I wouldn't do this again, if I were you."

"Heh… you have my word." Do I? Elsa tilted her head, knowing she could never trust a man like him. Her hand slowly slipped down Meg's arm to reach for the weapon… but knowing how tense her muscles were, she wasn't letting that go easily.

"We should go -"

"She may be lenient, but I'm not Elsa."

The moment Meg raised her arm and pointed the gun right at him again, Elsa couldn't possibly stop her, and -

"Meg!"

BAM!

Quietness filled the air again, and Elsa's ears started to ring, her mind dazed… but she just stared at Meg. For a second, she thought she heard a high pitched screech from Hans when the sound popped off. Oh, she wouldn't doubt it happened.

Though, he looked unharmed. Unfortunately. His computer though… was not. A small hole was smack dabbed drilled through the screen and keyboard.

"Look at you, already pissing your pants." Meg sighed, a smile forming across her face. "No longer so brave, are you?"

Elsa… was completely speechless. Relieved? No… for the first time, she felt nothing but fear. And as she grabbed Meg's arm - knowing, it had taken all her courage to touch her right now.

She didn't want to see how pathetic Hans looked right now - and, for sure, this was going to be the last time she would see this. Never in her life had she seen how Hans trembled… how he was already so close to crying. And that cocky smile of his was finally gone. It was almost too refreshing.

"That's enough. We should go, Meg. Right now."

a/n: oof... big fucking oof