"So, it's been a few days," Anna pointed out as they had breakfast. She wrung her hands, trying her best not to freak out. Their second kiss was almost three days earlier, Elsa had said that she was willing to give this a try, but nothing more had happened. "Could we maybe try having a date tonight? If you want to. Not that we have to. I know you're still dealing with your breakup. I don't want to rush you." I'm still here for three more weeks. Unless she wants me to stay for longer.

Elsa glanced around, doubtless making sure that Olaf was still upstairs. Letting him know could definitely complicate things. If Kristoff found out, he could make custody a nightmare if he was feeling vindictive. Elsa had driven this into Anna's head a few times since they agreed to date. "You're right. We should do that. I'm sorry I've been such a mess."

"It's okay." Anna offered a warm smile, clasping Elsa's hand in between her own. "I know how important she was to you. You have every right to feel like this. I just want to cheer you up and maybe try to woo you a little. We don't have to go anywhere, just a night for the two of us, where we can officially call it a date, and maybe have a babysitter for Olaf so we don't have to worry about him finding out?"

Elsa's smile was weak but genuine. So she really does like the idea? She isn't having second thoughts? "That sounds great. Maybe we can order in and watch a movie or something?"

Anna shook her head. "Kind of, but I have a whole plan. If that's all right?"

"What did you have in mind?" she asked, studying Anna intently.

"You'll find out. I've been thinking of this, probably for way longer than I should have, I want it to perfect." Lifting Elsa's hand to her lips, Anna planted a soft kiss on her knuckles. "You're perfect Elsa, and I'm not going to have you just dating me because you think you might like me, I'm going to prove it to you."

She cocked an eyebrow at her.

"Not telling you anything." Anna stuck out her tongue. "Would you ask Belle if she'd be up for babysitting tonight? Also, can I borrow your car?"

Her look grew more inquisitive, but Anna refused to answer any further. With a heavy sigh, Elsa rolled her eyes and said, "Fine. I'll go ask her. Check to see if your son's even awake. When were you thinking?"

"Around six? Seven?"

"Sounds great." With a quick peck on Anna's cheek that made her heart skip a beat, Elsa walked off to call her friend. How am I going to survive actually dating her? I think I just had a heart attack.

Anna managed to find her legs again and shakily stood up. She swallowed. For months, she'd been dreaming of this, and now it was really happening. She could finally be with Elsa. Breathe in, breathe out, she paced herself, and made her way upstairs, where she found Olaf sitting in his bed. "Morning, mama," he greeted her with a yawn, his arms reaching up to the ceiling.

"I woke you up half an hour ago." She placed her hands on her hips, looking as disapproving as she could manage while about to jump for joy and pass out from anxiety over her upcoming date.

"I fell back asleep."

"Go brush your teeth. We saved some bacon for you and you've got your cereal." She knew better than to offer him the eggs that she and Elsa had had, Olaf wanted nothing to do with that.

"Okay." He yawned again, his eyelids drooping.

"Did you go to bed when I told you to last night?"

"Yes~," he offered, showing his teeth in the least convincing smile Anna had ever seen.

"Do I need to take your Switch at bedtime?"

"No!"

Anna shook her head. "You can sleep for two more hours, but if you do this again tonight, you can't keep it in your bedroom anymore."

His face fell and he leapt from bed. "No, Mama. I didn't stay up late. I'll be good. I can get up now."

She patted his head. "It's okay. You're on vacation, just go get a little more sleep, all right, honey? I don't want you being exhausted all day."

"I guess."

"You'll probably get to see Belle again today, does that sound fun?"

He yawned again. "Yeah, she's nice. She's not going to be my new mom, is she?"

Anna chuckled, leading him back to bed and sitting beside him. "No, Olaf. She won't be."

"Oh."

"Go sleep. We can talk about this later."

"Okay, Mama."

She kissed his cheek and tucked him back in, closing the door behind her. They still had plenty of time before the date, she was in no hurry. She just had to figure out how to handle the rest of her time until then. Ten hours to kill. What am I gonna do? She grabbed her laptop from her room and headed back downstairs, finding Elsa on the couch. "So what'd she say?" Anna asked, taking her seat near Elsa, her thigh brushing against her sister's – her friend's. Not saying sister. I promised.

"She's up for it. She said six-thirty just to be safe, Anya can be a bit of a slave driver."

"Oh!" Anna gasped. "Like they're – I know a couple like that, or are they a trouple now, throuple? Three-couple? I don't know what the term is."

Elsa stared at her. "What?" It took her a moment, but she added, "Oh, no, not like that. Really, I wouldn't have guessed you walked in those circles."

"I mean, not like I do it myself or anything. You don't have any friends like that?"

Elsa shook her head. "Not that I'm aware of. But Anya is her boss, remember?"

"Oh. Right."

Elsa squeezed her hand. "So drop him off around then, and then I'm yours all night."

Anna felt her cheeks burning as she busied herself with her laptop. "Yeah. Definitely. Sounds great."

Leaning back, Elsa's leg crossed over Anna's as she propped herself against the cushions. "Want to watch anything?"

"If you want. I'm just checking for a few things." Someplace in town has to have it. Why didn't I just order it when I thought of this? I knew I was gonna need it.

"Well I'm gonna watch the news then."

So Anna had to learn about current events. She so rarely had the time for it between parenting and teaching, so it was always a bit traumatizing when she was forced to hear about them. It was completely worth it, however, as she managed to find exactly what she was looking for. There were two in stock, and it was about an hour away in New York traffic. She'd just have to leave early, go to the store, maybe get something for Olaf since she'd have to bring him anyway and she still needed to buy his love, and then grab dinner and make it home by seven for the perfect night with Elsa. She could do it. She was going to woo the woman of her dreams.

Anna pulled back into the garage, her heart racing, the DVD boxset and pizzas sitting in the passenger seat, with the latter's smell filling the car. She took in a deep breath, marinara infused air filling her lungs as she tried to calm herself. It was time. It was really happening. I have a date with Elsa. As soon as I walk inside. I just have to get up and I finally have a chance to see where things can go. This is what I've wanted for so long, and it's right here. Her exhale was shaky, her nerves were growing increasingly frayed. And I might ruin everything and make my sister hate me and we both lost our other partners because of me and I don't know what we'd do – Another deep breath followed by a slower, steadier exhale. No backing out now. I love her, and I'm going to show her that she can love me too. There's nothing wrong with this, and it'll be fine.

Maybe I should call Giselle. I could use a pep talk. No, then the pizza would get cold.

She shook her head, snapping her seat belt off and turning off the engine. With the plastic bag containing Elsa's surprise strapped to her wrist, she grabbed the boxes of Motorino pizza and headed inside. She could do this. She would do this.

"Hey." Elsa beamed at her, looking up from her laptop on the couch. "Was just wondering when you'd be home. I was looking over some work a first year needed some help with, it'll only be a minute – is that Motorino?"

"Is it cheating if I use your favorite pizza place to woo you?" Stop saying woo. It doesn't even sound like a word anymore. Definitely don't use 'court.' Or maybe the lawyer would like being courted. She managed not to laugh at the pun she hadn't said out loud, she didn't want to look too crazy on their first date.

"It is definitely not. Give me a slice, I'll be two minutes."

But date! We're eating together. She took her seat next to Elsa, setting the boxes on the dining room table, the bag tapping Elsa's knee as she leaned over.

"What's that?" Elsa asked.

"Finish your thing and I'll tell you." Anna was working very hard to keep her cool. She's still Elsa. We had pizza and watched shows all the time when we were young, I even actually watched a few episodes of this with her. Hopefully I'll like it more now.

"Fine." Elsa tore into a slice of pizza, tapping on her keyboard with a single hand. Swallowing, she glanced over the screen, nodded, and clicked her mouse. She closed the laptop and set it on the table next to her. "All right. I'm done. They did good work, actually, nothing spectacular, but I'm trying to actually use encouragement on the associates."

"What did you used to use?"

"We'd keelhaul them."

Anna blinked, staring at the older woman. I can't call her my sister. "What?"

Chuckling, Elsa gave a cheeky grin. "Let's just say that most of us partners had our work torn to shreds for the slightest issue and just in general had a pretty toxic environment. Those of us it worked for turned out amazing, but it also ended up burning out a lot of people like Anya. I'm trying to not keep doing that."

"Well then, I'm proud of you. You can make your law firm a lot better." She's always so impressive. "I know it's not really the same, but I always try to use positive encouragement with my students. It's why I have as lax of a late work policy as I do. It gets abused a lot, but letting students know that you believe they can succeed works a lot better than just beating them down." And lets them walk all over you, but I am getting better about that.

"How is it not the same? Your students are younger and probably aren't as knowledgeable as our first year associates should be, but it's still the same idea. You don't need to belittle what you do, I'm sure you're an amazing teacher."

Anna scoffed, looking up at Elsa. She really means that? "I was. High school is a lot tougher for me, but I do seem to finally be getting better there. I just miss teaching elementary school. That was what I always wanted to do."

Elsa swallowed, setting her slice down in the box and turning to face Anna. "You never told me about that. I just assumed you were happy with the change. What happened?"

Anna managed a grim smile. "My old school closed down. The district was low on money and couldn't keep all of them running, and we were unlucky enough to be expendable. I was fortunate to be able to find a new teaching job immediately, though not as lucky as Rapunzel," she grumbled. "A lot of us had to move or find a new job, but Jefferson High School hired me immediately, and had me teaching English, which was weird. I never even did my reading in high school, making my students do it has always felt insane."

"I knew you were a bad student! You always told me you did your reading." Elsa's eyes narrowed.

Anna stuffed some pizza in her face. Right, still sort of dating my mom. That's weird.

Elsa laughed, gently squeezing Anna's arm. "Believe it or not, I skipped a couple books myself in school."

She choked on her pizza. After hitting her chest and ending up appearing red-faced and foolish, Anna stared at her. "You did not!"

"Catcher in the Rye was terrible, and I only read half of Good Earth. They were both so dull and dragged so much. Even my legal textbooks were better than that."

"I don't think my image of you can handle this information. You were always my perfect – that perfect student who I could never live up to."

"You didn't have to live up to me. You were amazing in your own right. Still are. Look at the life you've made, I can barely hold anything together besides my job, and you have a great son, a good job – even if it's not the one you want, and apparently even some students respecting you. Most of my associates just fear me. You're perfect just as you are, Anna."

Now if only that could sound a bit less platonic. It's such a mom or big sister answer. She leaned back, her shoulder meeting Elsa's. Elsa started to move, but seemed unsure of how to respond. It was awkward, and that was oddly good news to Anna. First dates are supposed to be kind of awkward, it's tough to figure out appropriate intimacy, even if I might not be the best example what with sleeping with Esmeralda on our first date and making out with Moana before we even had a date, it's still not something that would be awkward between siblings, right? "Want to find out what I bought?"

"Nah, I'm over that, I want to hear more about you as a teacher."

"Well, I'm telling you anyway." Elsa smelled amazing, it was a little distracting. I'm using the same shampoo, why don't I smell that good? Finally removing the bag from her wrist, she withdrew the box set containing all 168 episodes of The Practice. With a nervous smile, she held it out to Elsa. There was a good chance it was a knock-off, as shady as that store had looked, but it was still the right show, and she knew how important it had been to Elsa when they were young.

"Oh, Anna." Anna could swear she saw a tear in Elsa's eyes as she hesitantly reached out, grasping the box set like it was some sacred relic. "You didn't have to –"

"I want tonight to be perfect. Your favorite pizza and the show that helped you decide to be a lawyer. Let's watch it."

"Anna, you hated it."

But I love you. "I didn't hate it, I was just a bratty teenager. I know what it means to you, and I want to give it another chance."

"I didn't exactly end up like them, you know. I'm not a defense attorney, well not primarily, and until recently never for indigent clients."

"But you are a lawyer, and an amazing one at that. I promise, none of them will judge you."

"Eugene will."

"I don't know who that is, but I bet he won't."

Elsa smirked. "I'll take that bet."

"You'll take a bet that a fictional character won't judge you? What do I get if I win?"

Elsa squeezed her hand gently and opened up the box set, grabbing the first DVD and putting it in the built-in Bluray player. "Wait and see."

After a few episodes, they both started to relax. Elsa leaned against the couch, a coy grin on her lips. "You're gonna have a tough time topping this date."

"That mean I get a second?"

"It's definitely seeming like it."

Abandoning her fears, Anna leaned against Elsa, her head resting in the crook of the taller woman's arm. "Want to watch more?"

"You've got me marathoning my favorite show that I haven't seen in at least a decade. It would take something pretty impressive to get me to stop." Anna jumped when Elsa's arm wrapped around her, resting on her belly. "Did I scare you?"

She shook her head, nuzzling against Elsa's chest as the next episode started. Holy shit. This is so perfect.

The show was definitely better than she recalled, or maybe it was simply that she was a lot more invested due to her new feelings for Elsa. Before it had seemed dry, dull, lacking in any sense of joy, and about as exciting as watching a particularly dull documentary. Now, at least through Elsa's eyes, she could see the drama of it, the peeks and troughs of the trial, the plans they attempted, the passion the attorneys had, she could see why Elsa loved it so much, and why it had spoken to her. She'd been thirteen when the show had started, and already determined to be a lawyer. Anna had never been quite certain what had caused that, she'd have to ask when she had the chance. It had been a fixture throughout Elsa's time in high school. Even ignoring her new appreciation for it, there was something comforting about watching a show that had been such a stable symbol of their adolescence.

"That was a terrible question for cross. It was way too open," Elsa muttered.

God she's adorable. "What do you mean?"

"She's just giving him too much leeway there, you only want them to be able to give the answer you need."

"I thought you couldn't ask leading questions." Does that mean something else? I swear they just objected to that. Was I imagining it?

"That's just for direct. Most of the cross here was good, and I understand wanting to give him enough rope to hang himself, but it wasn't that at all, it was just a terrible question. She didn't know what to expect, and she allowed him way too much freedom in his answer."

"So does that mean you're a better lawyer than them?"

Elsa's eyes went wide as she turned down to Anna, looking almost in disbelief. They'd been her heroes for so long, imagining that she'd surpassed them must have been strange. "I guess I am." A massive grin began to spread across her face, her teeth showing in mirthful glee. She'd made it. Her dreams had come true. "So, I guess that means Eugene can't really be disappointed in me, can he?"

"Huh?" Oh, right, the bet. What did we bet?

Elsa hit the pause button. Cupping Anna's chin, she tilted her head up, pulling her the scant few inches she needed to meet her lips. When they met, it was far more intense, more heated, than it had been the previous few times. Elsa gripped Anna's back, pulling her closer. When she pulled away, Anna had to take a moment to catch her breath. "There, you won the bet."

Anna managed to avoid panting too hard. The kiss had had quite an effect on her, but she was certain that Elsa wasn't ready for that. Not yet, anyway. Eventually, she collected herself enough to offer a retort, "Does that mean I'm succeeding in courting you?" I said I wouldn't call it that, didn't I?

"It's still weird." Elsa sighed, moving a few inches away, more than enough to cause panic to start coursing through Anna's veins. "You are a fantastic kisser though." That only allowed her a modicum of relaxation; she was still convinced that Elsa was about to make a run for it, or at least call things off. "I don't know exactly what I feel. I mean, I keep telling myself that normal sisters don't react the way I did when you ran off – went to college." Thought we weren't using that word. "I don't think it was quite romantic, but it was clearly something, and now, just being with you, seeing you and the way you look at me. You're the only one who makes me feel like a good person, which only makes me more scared that I'm doing something wrong here –" she shook her head. "I'm talking in circles."

"It's cute," Anna offered, trying to hide the worry from her tone.

"I'm not where you are yet, but I'm not where I thought I'd be either. Especially after tonight. I really like you, Anna, and you're so much more beautiful than I ever allowed myself to see." That's a good sign then. Elsa bit her lip, staring at the boxes of half-eaten pizzas. "You might even be perfect for me." I definitely seem healthier than her old relationships.

"You really think so?" Anna sat up, allowing herself a small smile, but managing more of a simper. She was way too nervous. Even the first date with Moana hadn't been this scary.

Anna could swear that Elsa's cheeks reddened, but it had to just be the lighting. It was so faint, but she could've sworn it was there. "I kind of do. It feels so crazy to say it, and I still have so many doubts, but I think I might be falling for you."

Beaming, Anna pulled Elsa back to her, clutching her tightly. "I'm so glad. I love you, Elsa. You don't need to say it back, I know how loaded that word is right now, but you mean so much to me. I'm so glad that I'm not just crazy, that there really is something here."

Leaning against her, Elsa nodded. "I am too."

Anna planted a soft kiss on her date's temple. "Did you want to watch more?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I think I kinda need a break from all the serious talking. Emotions are hard and I have no idea how you deal with them."

"What do you mean?"

"You're a teacher, Anna, you have to deal with a lot of people's emotions. I just crush people, it's a lot easier."

Anna giggled, running a finger through the platinum locks pressed against her cheek. "I'm not great at it. I had to have Esmeralda handle a student for me a few months ago because I couldn't deal with her."

"You could've handled it, but I'm glad she was able to help."

"She actually became my best student after. I think Esmeralda may be a witch."

Elsa glanced up at her. "What do you mean?"

"Snow had just been a terrible student for a long time, even making fun of me for my divorce, and just always trying to cause a commotion. Then Esmeralda talked to her and I talked to Snow eventually, and she apologized and we made up, and she ended up as my TA and – well, she was already an annoyingly good student, but she became even better."

"Her name's Snow?"

With a light chuckle, Anna nodded. "Yeah, I know."

Elsa shook her head. "I really do want to know more about your life. I didn't even realize you weren't happy with your job, and I didn't know about that student that was giving you so much trouble. What else have I missed?"

"Let's finish this episode, then we can have some scotch and catch up more." I can stomach scotch for her.

"I love you."

"What?"

This time Anna was sure Elsa blushed. "I didn't mean like – nothing." She clicked the play button and leaned back against her, clasping Anna's hand and resting it in her lap. Best first date ever.

When the episode ended, Elsa snatched a bottle of Johnnie Walker Green from the cupboard and poured them each a glass. As she made her way back to the couch, Anna couldn't help but admire how beautiful she was, and the way the baby blue silken dress clung to her hips as she walked. Keep it in your pants, Anna. It can wait. You have forever. Hopefully.

"It's a pretty easily palatable scotch for most people. It's not my favorite, but it's still great. I hope you like it."

Taking the cup in her hand, Anna watched it. She had not had great experiences with scotch. She wasn't too big on whiskey in general. In addition to the fact that any time she was drunk enough to try it she woke up with a massive hangover, it just always tasted so strong. She preferred wine, or if she was really pressed for a straight liquor, then at least tequila was sweet. I should've suggested chocolate liquer. I can guarantee Elsa has something like that stashed away somewhere, she's a chocolate fiend. Images of chocolate syrup and what she could do with it, as well as what Moana had done with it, most certainly did not flash through her mind, as she had determined to not think about sex and was without a doubt fulfilling that demand. "Bottoms up," she offered helplessly.

"Let it sit for a minute," Elsa insisted.

Anna watched her, without the show to distract her, she was having a hard time not thinking of all the things she wanted to do to Elsa. Her eyes were particularly drawn to Elsa's lips, she hadn't kissed them in at least twenty minutes and that seemed an absolute crime. She needed to feel their supple warmth against her own lips.

"Something you want?" Elsa asked with a coquettish grin.

She'd been found out. "I don't know what you're talking about.

"Anna, we've kissed three times already, maybe four. I'm not against it. I –" she paused, her gaze falling down to their glasses of scotch. "I actually quite like it." Apparently they had sat for long enough, as Elsa downed an impressive amount of her drink in a single gulp. "Damn, I forgot how good that is."

Anna decided to follow suit. It wasn't bad. She didn't hate it as much as she expected, but it was still strong and rough and not at all what she preferred in a drink. It definitely wasn't chocolate. "It's not bad," she agreed.

Elsa leaned back, biting into her lower lip as she studied Anna. "This still feels so crazy."

"I know what you mean," Anna admitted. "It's okay though, right?"

Elsa's lips met hers for a fraction of a second. "It is."

Anna needed more than that, she hooked an arm around Elsa, pulling her flush against her, their lips melding. Unwilling to hold it back any longer, she upped the ante and parted her lips, Elsa did the same, and their tongues joined together. She could taste Elsa and Elsa could taste her. There was nothing wrong about it, it was perfect, wonderful, and pure. She managed to stop her hands at Elsa's lower back. She could hold it together, no matter how amazing her ass looked in that dress.

After several long seconds, Elsa pulled away, her lips shining with their mingling saliva, and met Anna's eyes for a mere second before resting her head on her chest. "Tonight has really been amazing, Anna. This is, quite honestly, the best first date I've ever had."

"I aim to please." She inhaled her sister – she inhaled her date, breathing in the wintermellon scent of the shampoo, the slight lavendar of her soap, and the sweet musk of Elsa herself, savoring the moment in its entirety.

"I'm going to have a hard time beating it."

"So we are having a second date."

"I told you we were." Elsa's lips met Anna's clavicle and all thoughts ceased for an instant. "God, I must be crazy, but I really like you, Anna. I don't know how I never noticed just how wonderful you were before."

"I hid it well." I'm doing it. I'm snarking with Elsa. It was all she could do to hold it together, but she not only knew that this was how Elsa interacted, but that being any more truthful would have been far too much for her.

"I'm so glad you're here." Elsa sat up, raising her glass toward Anna. "To an amazing first date, and many more to come."

Toasting to that, even scotch tasted like chocolate. She didn't need to make her way to Elsa's bed. She'd had the most amazing night of her life. She didn't have to fight anymore; she didn't have to hide her feelings, Elsa was returning them – even if not to the same degree. She had what she wanted, she just wished she didn't have to leave so soon. "Can I move in with you?" I didn't say that. She stared at the empty glass, fighting back the desire to loudly and unequivocally blame the liquor for her insanity, but she could already see the wheels turning in Elsa's head and she desperately wanted to know the answer.

"Like as a couple?" Elsa asked, downing the rest of her drink. "I mean, it's really early. I know you're new to lesbianing, that's not a word, and uhauling is sort of a thing, and we've known each other our whole lives, and you can't really afford your place on your own, can you?"

"I'm kind of managing," Anna insisted.

"What if we don't work out?"

"I'd still want to be in your life, if you'd be okay with that, and you have four bedrooms, and there're great schools here. Olaf could have a better future, and maybe I could teach elementary school again." It sounded so much less crazy than it should. It must've been the scotch. I knew we should've had tequila. Scotch never ends well.

"You're right. I'm pretty sure I could get you a job, a local school district, though not the local one, is a client of my firm. You have a good resume, I could put a word in, and you'd almost certainly be hired." She sat back in the couch, her mind visibly racing as she ran through the calculations. "It would be easier than a long distance relationship anyway, and I'm pretty sure that's where this would be heading. I do like you. We could sell your house, it'd probably be an easy sell to Kristoff too, since New York is a lot better than Oregon for education, though we're certainly no Massachusetts." Why does she know that? "Plus, I really don't want to go back to living alone."

Anna clutched at Elsa's hand, attempting to meet her eyes without falling into the beautiful ice blue seas that they were. "I don't want to take advantage of that. I know you're still just going through a breakup, you deserve some time to yourself instead of just shacking up with the next cute girl to walk by. I am cute, right?"

"You're very cute."

"Like in an attractive way, not a little sister way, right?"

"Yes, Anna," she groaned.

Anna took in a breath, trying to steady herself. This was going so well, why did she have to ruin it with such a serious question. "Are you sure?"

Elsa shrugged, her eyes drifting toward the ceiling. "How 'kind of' can you afford your mortgage?"

Anna bared her teeth, it looked nothing like a smile. "It takes up almost all of my income, to the point that after utilities and phone and such, I have like a hundred dollars to last the rest of the month. But I'm okay. My friends pitch in some." God, I sound pathetic.

"Move in with me."

Her eyes went wide, and she managed to meet Elsa's gaze without growing distracted by how dreamy and beautiful Elsa's eyes were. "Let me finish wooing you first. Then we can move in for real."

"Either way." Elsa squeezed her hand, her thumb gently rubbing along Anna's wrist. "I'm not saying this because I'm your big sister and I'm worried about you. I'm saying this because I want the woman I'm dating to not be struggling for money and to not be on the other side of the country. It's a little too soon, but we need to start planning things. Summer vacation ends in a month and a half, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well we need to find you work here, not that that'll be an issue, and take care of the house. There's a lot to do, and since you're staying here in the meantime, it's not like it changes anything else." Elsa cleared her throat, nodding slightly, then met Anna's gaze again. "Yeah, this is the right choice. I want you to live here."

"Elsa –"

"I'm serious. I think we could end up really serious, after today, there's not a doubt in my mind that I'm falling for you, and I'd rather my girlfriend not be homeless."

Girlfriend? Anna wished her glass wasn't empty. She needed a drink. "Okay. You're right. Let's do this."

"Perfect." Elsa poured them each another glass. Thank god. "Well this will be exciting. To you moving in."

Anna clinked her glass against Elsa's, but rather than taking another drink, she leaned in and met Elsa's lips again. The kiss was briefer, but it was full of so much longing and gratitude. Her life was finally looking up again. She'd been so overwhelmed by everything – namely finances – that she hadn't even been willing to face it, and Elsa had not only thrown her a life raft, but had called her her girlfriend. I know it was theoretical, but I'm counting it. When their lips finally separated, they finished their drinks. It was clear there was no turning back now. They might not be together yet, but it was no longer a question of if, only when. Elsa is going to be my girlfriend!