The amount of drink she was having wasn't as much as she'd expected. She really did want to just douse herself with alcohol until it became her own blood. Anna was having fun, talking to Meg. Well, it really was the first time that they'd hung out together from the time Olaf was assigned to her classroom. Honestly, Anna didn't mind that she was getting close to Meg. In fact, she encouraged it, herself. Even Elsa had gotten quite close. She'd know Elsa wouldn't mind her hanging out with some friends.

Having a drink together was only natural. They sat in a small local bar, one where it was fairly noisy, but not too loud that they couldn't hear each other talk. The liveliness was what Anna lived for.

The bartender was serving other guests' drinks behind the counter, scarlet colored lights lowly enveloping the dozens of bottles of alcohol on the shelves from behind. The bar counter was quite full too. Every five minutes someone would come up to order a drink, sit down, or walk away. The DJ serving the dance floor was blaring out some wack-o dubstep to urge the crowd to hype it up.

For Anna, she wasn't quite that much for dancing. She welcomed having to talk to Meg though, who was sitting next to her.

She was already four shots of tequila in, downing the last one. "Hey, can I get a whiskey, please?"

The bartender nodded. "Coming right up."

Anna hadn't noticed the amused pair of raised eyebrows on Meg. "Wow, you really can drink, huh?" She propped her head against the top of her palm, elbow laid on the table.

"Hm?" She blinked and turned to the woman. Seeing how Meg was dressed so… scantily made Anna feel a bit overdressed. She was still wearing her work clothes - white blouse and black suit pants, while Meg had her figure all shown by a tight black dress.

"Oh, heh…" The server slid the glass of whiskey to her. She gazed at the glass, circling a finger on top of the rim. "With no kid and ex-lover here, I can go all out."

Meg chuckled before taking a sip of her… er, water. She was only drinking water with a slice of lime for flavor. "Well, lucky you, I'm not drinking."

Anna felt her cheeks being quite flushed. She looked at brunette up and down. Meg's dress was really quite tight on her, her bare legs crossing together. "Look at you, who are you expecting, dressing up like that? A guy? I thought we were having a drink. Together."

She nearly spat out her water, coughing. A glare was sent Anna's way. "W-What? Are you kidding, can't a teacher dress like this once in a while? I have my freedom too!"

Ah, so that's it. Anna nodded, slowly sipping her drink too. "Okay, okay, I get it. I just never see you outside of school where you always -"

" - always have a shirt, jeans, and an apron, yes. See, if you worked with kids, you'll understand how comfortable you need to be in that place." She stretched her limbs out. "So anyway, I'm not here to talk about me - I'm here because you seem like you really do need a drink."

"Huh." Anna gulped down the rest of the little whiskey in the glass. "Hey, handsome, can you grab my friend a shot?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Meg immediately grabbed the girl's arm, eyes widened. "Anna! I told you I'm not drinking, I'm driving us home -"

"We'll call a cab!" Anna exclaimed, loudly enough that even Meg winced. "Hey, come on, you brought us out here, let's enjoy it. Here, cheers to good health." She pushed the small glass to her.

The brunette paused for a second in annoyance before turning in submission. "Alright, cheers to good health. Just so you know, I'm paying." Their glass clinked, and both of them took one single swig. "Anyway, what's going on with you these days?"

How should I say it? So much had happened within these two weeks, Anna didn't know where to start. "You know…" Anna hissed at the taste, eyeing her empty glass. "I've always… taken good care of Olaf, don't I?" A change of mood had to be necessary. There was no use trying to pretend she was happy, herself. Even Meg knew that, with her expression being so stoic. Anna gazed up front to the shelves emptily. "It's not every day that I see her so happy when she comes out of the house. Like tonight. Maybe I'm already too used to seeing her be bitter. Honestly, happy for who? Me, or him?"

Meg pursed her lips. "You're not jealous of your son, are you?"

"Oh, of course not." She waved her off. "It's just… It's odd. Whenever I come home with him, I always see her with such a bitter look. I know she can be all bright eyes and smile, but even the most subtle thing she says - even in her eyes - I know exactly how she feels." She paused. "Do you think… she does that to him too?"

"Who?"

Anna groaned. "You know who. He's not exactly… the fittest person she's with, you know?"

"Honey, is there one person in this world who thinks someone else would be fitting for their significant other?" Meg had to laugh at that. It really was kind of ridiculous to ask that, if Anna had to be honest.

"Yeah, I guess, you're right." Both of them ordered another drink.

"But, hey," Meg placed her soft hand on Anna's leg. "You can't hate her right? I mean… yeah, Elsa can be a little…"

"Selfish?"

"Harsh. I was gonna say harsh. Ugh, but when has she never been? She's only trying to break this relationship because it just didn't work out."

"For her."

"Believe me, for both of you."

Anna didn't believe. If Elsa did wanted what was best for them… that woman would have said something. But, perhaps, to her… protecting their young boy was more important than the bond in their marriage. Anna couldn't argue with that. Besides, close to Elsa, Meg was one of the smartest people she knew. She couldn't be wrong.

Anna placed a hand on top of hers, her eyes still on her little glass cup. "I don't hate her. I never did. I just can't seem to figure her out, that's all. I don't think Hans can either."

"Didn't we say we'd never talk about him?"

"I know, but God, I just can't stand it. I can't stand having to just watch both of them and not say a single fucking word because I know Elsa's happier this way." Anna dropped her head, her eyes having to be coated with stupid tears. It wasn't worth crying over, but thinking over and over again about how Hans slept on their bed, ate with their kid, and made himself comfortable in their home was wrecking her. It shouldn't have wrecked her - Anna had no place there to feel destroyed over.

"Hey, hey, hey… Anna, maybe she's not the best for you right now, isn't she?"

"You think?"

Meg sighed. "You wouldn't be here, telling your sob story to me and acting like you can down a dozen tequila if she is."

Anna shook her head. She really didn't know. "I-I don't care. I don't want to know if she is best for me. My focus right now is my boy. But I can't -" Anna choked back tears. "I just wish I did better for myself and for her. I should've loved her more, paid attention more… and then we would've still been together, Meg."

"Hey… God, Anna, look at me. No, don't turn the other way, I'm not there." She placed her other hand on Anna's cheek to switch her view. The tears coating Anna's eyes just couldn't fall. Anna wouldn't let it. But even for Meg… she gazed at her ever so caringly. Not a single time did Meg seem disgusted by her. Rejecting her. And Anna looked into those bright brown eyes, its color reflecting the dim light of the place. Anna almost felt content just having Meg's attention on her. "Anna, whether she's good for you or not… just let me tell you, you don't owe her anything, okay? Whether or not you want to move on, I can't decide for you. But you don't need to be so miserable anymore, Anna."

Anna stayed silent. There was no right or wrong answer to this… but even then, any kinds of answer would make her heart feel heavy. "Do I… Do I look miserable?"

Meg crossed her brows and pinched her cheek. "Considering how you sometimes text me to vent, yeah, I'd say you look pretty miserable."

"And?"

Meg bit her lip. "Well… a little lonely, I guess…"

Ah. So that was what she was feeling. This little emptiness in her… yearning for someone to fill that hole that Elsa left was loneliness. But how could she be? She had friends. She had Olaf… what were the chances that she could feel this bad about herself when she wasn't with them? But even Anna could not argue. She needed love - she needed comfort when nobody could comfort her. She needed someone to talk to when she didn't have the courage to talk to Elsa.

What could she do? Anna felt Meg's thumb brushing below her eye, fingers pushing her auburn hair behind her ear. Where there was a smile on Meg's expression, it slowly faded. Anna's quickened heart stilled with comfort… gentleness.

It'd gotten a little warm in here as well, but Anna didn't mind. The pink shade on her cheeks was welcoming… the slight buzzing in her head, on her skin, even felt comforting. And for a moment, Anna relished those eyes that looked into her.

"A little lonely, huh?" Anna squeezed the woman's hand, her own trembling at the thumb that caressed her skin.

There came a slight grin on Meg's face. "Honestly…" She came close to her, knees touching Anna's. "Maybe you should consider finding your own happiness, rather than looking for Elsa's...?"

It was very, very tempting.

"I don't know, Meg…"

"Well, why don't you just leave that to me…?"

"How?" she breathed.

And at that moment, nothing came to mind. No worries, no doubts… No Elsa. Meg was leading her… and heaven was a place that awaited her. All she was thinking was the woman that was sat next to her - the comfort and love that she would give to fill this empty hole. The feeling of her hand touching her… caressing her. Pushing her to their wondrous world. She couldn't resist, and she really shouldn't. Anna felt her breath being taken away the closer they got together. Closer… and closer…

Anna closed her eyes, sighing at the tender lips that kissed her own. Shivering even more at the arms that were wrapped around her neck, and her own bravely holding onto Meg's waist. Oh, her slender waist, her toned legs… was more than Anna could ever ask for.

The taste of her lips was so sweet, and her scent was nothing more than the scent of cherry and a splash of alcohol. Ah, it was enough to even dizzy Anna's mind as if she hadn't grown crazy enough.

She hadn't even realized she'd been holding her breath, too hungry for more, lusting for more. Her body… yearned to have another body against her. Anna held the woman tightly, pulled her in, and small sigh - sensual groan - sounded pleasantly through the noisiness. It was all she could hear - all she needed to hear. Their lips were locked like they never wanted to let go.

And before they even realized what happened… Meg had pulled away first. Oh, those eyes. They were so dark… wanting. Longing for a reaction. For a small glow. This silence between them? Anna already knew what talking wasn't ever needed. She was completely drunken into her scent and taste.

Anna bit her lip, gazing on Meg's. She needed this. Badly. "Wow…"

Meg licked hers, definitely eyeing the girl with every intention to… well, Anna knew. There was that sly grin again. "I'll call the cab for us."

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick…

Anna hissed at the sharp pain drilled into her throbbing head. The sun was in her eyes, leaving her blinded, though, even she had a hard time keeping her eyes open. Birds were chirping excitedly, cars were zooming down the street through the morning air, and the clock… continued to tick annoyingly.

Turning to her side, Anna was hoping to continue to grab a quick doze again, but she was afraid -

One blink. Two blinks. Meg's sleeping face was inches away from hers. Her heart skipped a beat, her face completely blank from confusion. Why is she here…? Where am I? She raised her eyebrows at the feeling of skin against… skin? Her eyes dropped even further down. She was naked. Under the sheet. Meg was naked. She felt their legs tangled together, an arm placed around Anna's waist.

And finally, she gasped in shock. "Holy shit!" She sat up immediately, quickly looking around for her clothes, only to find them scattered all around the bedroom. Her fingers were buried in her hair. "Oh God… what did I do…?"

"Mm…" Anna turned back to the sleeping woman, to find her slowly opening her eyes. "Anna…? What's going on…?"

Yeah, what the fuck is going on?! Anna didn't say that aloud. But she let herself stare in horror as Meg sat up as well.

"Meg…?" She felt her throat tighten, tears embracing her pupils. The brunette looked between them, both of their mouths fell open like they hadn't realized what happened. Meg was the first to let out a sigh, fingers running through her hair.

"Shit…" She couldn't be serious, right?

Anna shook her head. "No, no, no, no fucking way. I-I gotta go."

"A-Anna, wait -" She grabbed the redhead's wrist. "Did you not remember?"

Anna took a few moments to think back. Her aching head was just not helping at all. They were drinking. Talking about Elsa. Talking about life, and then… oh no. The woman pressed a shaking finger against her lip. What was she doing? Why did she do it? She had plenty of opportunities to stop what she was doing - but she just couldn't help it. At all, right? Anna desperately needed someone beside her… someone to help her. Oh, how blinded she was to her own will. Her own fucking loneliness.

Anna felt like crying. Before she knew it, she was up and running with a thin piece of blanket around her body. She didn't care whose clothes were whose, but she just needed to fucking get the fuck out of there.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit…"

"A-Anna, slow down. Hey, calm down!" Meg yelled. She was still in bed, her own blanket held to her bare chest. Anna was almost done dressing up, immediately, searching for her phone. "Let us talk about it -"

She grabbed her phone on the counter. Anna blinked, her heart dropping. Six missed calls from Elsa… what the fuck? No, there was no time to talk about… whatever the fuck they did last night. Anna took a deep breath, nearing the door. "Okay… I-I gotta go. Listen, I-I'm sorry… for whatever happened last night. I don't know what the fuck was going on with me, but I'm sorry. W-We'll talk about this later."

"Anna -"

Slam.

She ran as fast as her feet could take her even if she knew Meg wouldn't follow her. Her cheeks were so flushed with shame… perhaps, excitement, but she couldn't figure it out yet.

She hadn't noticed she'd gotten out of the building until she felt shoulders bumping into her, curses being thrown at her. "No way… no fucking way I-I -" Anna couldn't say it. Her memories were becoming clear as day, and the more she remembered… the more her heart tightened. She wondered how long it'd take to burst out of anger for herself.

She leaned against a building wall, fingers pulling her unkempt hair. Take a deep breath… Anna had to return Elsa's calls first… whatever she did before could be dealt with later. Especially the next day when picking up Olaf.

"Come on… pick up…" she murmured to herself, her teeth clenched together.

"Mama?"

Anna frowned. Olaf never answered her phone before. "Olaf? What's going on? Where's Mom?"

For a second, she heard some shuffling and something slamming shut in the background. Anna suddenly felt her stomach drop.

"Mama, can you come home?"

"Why? Tell Mom to come to the phone."

"Mom can't! She feels sick, Mama…"

That's odd. "All day?"

"Mhm…"

"And you've been taking care of her?"

"Yeah…" He yawned. "Please come home soon."

Anna sighed. Honestly, she didn't know what was going on. Elsa hadn't gotten sick much ever since Olaf was born - she froze. Her thoughts were jumbled, yes, but… no, she couldn't be. Elsa couldn't have been… She cleared her tight throat. "Alright, just stay put, buddy. I'll be home in an hour."

"Hurry!"

She didn't need an hour to get home, seeing how her adrenaline was as high as kite. Whether it was from… well, that night, or knowing that Elsa could be in some kind of danger, whatever it was, she was already in front of the house.

Rapidly, she knocked on the door. She had no time to look for her keys - which… probably was lost in the damn bedroom.

"Elsa?! Open up!" For a while, while she backed away to see if anybody was inside through the window - the white curtains blocked her view - nobody answered her. A little impatient and restless as Anna was, she watched the door carefully.

Olaf was the one to let her in. "Mama?"

"Oh, dear…" She quickly grabbed the boy and hugged him. Obviously concerned, the woman quickly pulled away to examine his body, hands rubbing his arms and tummy. "Thank god, you're okay. Where's Mom?"

Olaf bit down a smile and held his Mama's hand. "Come in, Mama…"

The woman let her little boy drag her in… and while just looking around, she didn't notice anything different? Well, except for the fact that there were leftover food and dishes on the dining table. "Olaf, is something wrong with Mom?"

He hummed, taking them up to the second floor. "Mm… she's just sick, that's what she told me." He didn't get to say anything else when Anna noticed her ex-lover sitting on the floor… her arms hugging the toilet bowl in the bathroom. Anna blinked. Elsa probably didn't even notice Olaf had let her in. She must've felt extremely horrible the whole day.

The redhead took a deep breath and ruffled the boy's hair. "Alright, I'll take care of Mom. In the meantime, why don't you go watch TV?"

He shook his head, rubbing his eyes. "Mama, I'm sleepy…"

"A-Anna…? Is that you?"

Ah. Anna immediately looked into the bathroom to see… God, those red cheeks and eyes looked horrible. She grimaced. "Yeah… hey, just hold on a sec. Alright, you can go take a nap. I'll wake you up for snacks later okay?"

Olaf didn't even say anything else and made sure he hugged his Mama before going to his room. She was left alone with Elsa, walking into the small bathroom to make sure she was okay. Well, in this case… both of them weren't remotely okay. Not even Anna could tell her all the things that made everything not okay, honestly. But now… well, she needed to tend to Elsa's wellbeing.

"Hey, what happened? You okay?" Anna grabbed a cup and turned on the faucet for some cold water. "Here, drink this. All of it." She rubbed the woman's back, watching the blonde carefully as she slowly sipped the water.

Right now, Anna's priorities were set. She wasn't going to discuss what happened between Meg and her… not now at least. Perhaps, not ever. But that was just for her - and if Elsa were to see Meg in the morning to drop off Olaf to school… lord knows what the hell would go down.

Yes, she realized she had to communicate to Elsa, even if she wouldn't. This just wasn't the time.

Elsa sighed, placing the glass cup on the ground next to her. "God, I don't know what's going on… I was having dinner with Olaf. A few hours later, I just vomited all over the place. It just kept going. I had Olaf keep bringing me water and… I couldn't ask him to go to sleep."

Anna winced. "Ooh… that's bad. Did you take any pills? Anything at all? Should I call the hospital -"

Elsa shook her head. "I took some pills. I probably just have food poi - oh god." Her head was deep in the toilet bowl again, regurgitating whatever that was left in her stomach. Anna continued to pat her back, barely hiding the disgust on her face.

"Okay. Okay… there you go. I'll just… uh, I'm gonna go see if there's any Advil."

"Wait, wait, wait…" She grabbed Anna's hand, her head laid on the seat of the toilet. God, she must have been exhausted. "You didn't tell Hans, did you?"

Hm? That's odd. Though curious, Anna shook her head. "No, why?"

"Nothing… I don't want him to worry, that's all."

Anna almost rolled her eyes when opened the cabinet over the sink. Toothbrushes… toothpaste… bandaids… aha - Her heart nearly dropped. In the corner of her eyes… there was a box that Anna knew was supposed to be unopened. A box that Elsa had gotten just as a precaution for the future. And Anna silently grabbed the purple box that was labeled "First Response Pregnancy". Her eyes furrowed in silence, turning around to see Elsa still had her head down in exhaustion.

She hadn't mistaken. She couldn't be, seeing how she knew all the nooks and cracks around the house. There was no way Elsa would have opened it if it wasn't -

"Anna, did you find it?"

Tears brimmed the corner of her eyes. Her body trembled in fear. Her mouth was agape, completely speechless. Heartbroken. Confused. She was so weak, Anna could barely stand, so she leaned against the sink. "Elsa… are you…" She tried to blink the tears away. "Are you pregnant?"

Immediately, the blonde turned her head, blue eyes falling on the box. "Anna -"

Anna ran her fingers through her hair, looking away… and there was just no help when it came to holding her tears back. Did she… did Elsa hate her that much to get pregnant with his baby? Anna wanted to throw up more than Elsa did. "Did you…" She choked back. "Did you call me up just to tell me that you're pregnant with his -"

"It's not like that."

Anna wanted to scream. "Then what the hell is this?"

"Anna, can you calm down? Look in the trash can."

"Huh?" When Elsa raised an eyebrow, the girl immediately obeyed. The stick with a pink end stood out from the trash. What stood out even more was the sight of just a small thin line on it as well.

Anna almost felt like she'd died from relief. But all she did was sigh in relief… shedding tears, even. She couldn't even talk. Anna slowly fell to the ground, hands placed against her face. This was embarrassing. "Oh God… I'm so sorry… I thought -"

"Did you really think me this lowly to think that I would get pregnant so quickly?" Elsa's question was brutal. Well, she did deserve it.

Anna shook her head. "I just… it's been a long day."

"I know. Just know I'm not pregnant, okay? I thought I was but it'd be too crazy."

"Did you want to get pregnant?"

"This is not the time for that." The woman immediately jerked and cover her mouth. "N-Now would you please grab those pills for me?"

Shit. She'd totally forgotten about this… uh, disgusting situation. There was no better way to put it. At least, her most feared situation was dealt with.

"Why didn't you call me last night to tell me you were sick. Did you even sleep?" Anna grabbed the little blue bottle of pills.

"I didn't… want to bother you two."

Oh.

Turning, Anna couldn't even respond to that. Elsa's face was so stoic… blank, and even behind those eyes, Anna was seeing heartbreak. Us two, huh? The girl handed two pills to her silently and filled the glass cup with water. "Here." Even her voice was quiet with guilt.

Leaning against the sink, arms crossed, she watched Elsa take the pills and slowly drink her water.

At this point, Anna honestly didn't know what to say. At this point… she knew she definitely couldn't tell Elsa what the hell happened. Of course, she'd have to confront Meg about it - especially when confrontation was never her strong suit.

Anna looked down, reaching for her arm. "Alright, you should get some sleep -"

"I called you six times, Anna. What were you doing this morning?" The woman got up, looking straight into her eyes. Anna's body tensed. What the hell was she supposed to say? That she had one too many drinks when she promised Elsa she wouldn't drink so much? That Meg, for the night, had been her comfort - her own cure for Anna's damn loneliness? That she slept with another woman who actually made her feel like she belonged?

Anna had to glance away as she took her ex-wife into the bedroom. "I… overslept." That was a shitty excuse and a shitty lie, and Anna knew exactly that.

Elsa kept quiet for a moment, her eyes wandering on Anna's blank expression. "Splitting headache?"

The girl smiled. "Well, this morning, yeah." She tucked the blanket under Elsa's chin and sat beside her.

"Seems like you had a lot of fun with Meg. What did you two do?"

God, why does she want to know so much? "Oh, you know… we talked about work. Olaf. Went around town for a little bit, and then, we went home."

"I see."

"A-Are you sure you're going to be alright? Do you want me to take Olaf to school tomorrow? He hasn't slept, right? I-I can stay -"

For some reason, Elsa grimaced. She grabbed Anna's wrist. "Hold on. For one second, I want you to be honest with me. Just right now… whatever you want to say, don't say it."

Cold sweat was already breaking, and every single thought that ran through Anna's mind came crashing to a stop. She knew that look on Elsa's face - the frustration, the anger… no, the disappointment. Oh, if Anna wasn't in trouble, then she didn't know what was wrong. "Yeah… what it is?"

"I'm glad… Olaf had a great time with you. I'm glad that he didn't come home with nightmares still haunting him. But there is just one thing… one thing that I didn't understand when I talked to him. One thing that I didn't understand about you. Anna… we promised one thing, didn't we? We promised to make our boy grow up with a smile on his face. We promised to not let our marriage get in the way of his study, of his life. Right?"

Anna slowly nodded. Even without Elsa saying anything, Anna could feel her own guilt building up even more. "Yeah, totally."

"So let me ask you this, Anna. Why did you tell him that his mothers are not together?"

a/n: yikes...