Anna watched as the plane pulled away. She wished she'd had the courage to tell her, but she knew it was better this way. Elsa has Tiana, she doesn't want me. She let out a breath and shed more tears. Only a few minutes earlier, she'd been holding her sister tight as they both sobbed. She could scarcely believe she was gone. The two weeks had passed too quickly.

Olaf stared up at her, not quite comprehending his mother's tears. That was also for the best. "She'll be back, Mama."

Pulling her son into a hug, she nodded. "I know she will."

He looked up at her, unable to pull free from her grip. "Think she'll train Lilo and me more?"

"Would you like that?"

Olaf lit up, his beaming face bringing a sniffling halt to Anna's tears. "I would love it! I can't wait to see Aunt Elsa again."

"Me too," Anna admitted. "Me too."

Anna threw herself into a stool in Nani's kitchen, the steaming cup of hot chocolate taunting her with its undrinkableness. Lilo and Olaf could be heard swashbuckling in the other room. "You were right," she sighed, her eyes never leaving the mug in front of her.

"Of course I was," Nani agreed. "What was I right about this time?"

"She wasn't in love with me."

"Moana? I know lesbians move fast, but I think it's a bit early to say that."

Anna shook her head. "No. Elsa."

Nani paused, staring at her friend, and took the seat next to her. "Are you still on about that? I thought we'd already put it to bed."

Not quite what I was hoping to put to bed. "I really thought I was right."

"Aren't you glad? This means you can go back to just being sisters. You finally have her back in your life and nothing is keeping you from each other."

"That's not true," Anna said, her voice numb. I can't say it. Not to Nani. She'll never forgive me. Her tongue unfortunately was not numb enough for the cocoa not to scold it.

Nani gave her a quick disapproving look. She really is my second – third mother. "How is that not true? You can't just be sisters now? Something is keeping you apart? What, the distance? That's nothing, you can talk all the time. This is exactly what you needed. Seriously, Anna, this is great for you."

Anna bit her lip. It was now or never. "I love her." Well that's it. She knows. Our friendship is over.

Nani pursed her lips, her eyes narrowing. She stared at her friend, not saying a word.

Finally, she rose and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and poured a glass of it. "Tell me everything."

So she did. Anna explained how much she'd been thinking about it since their last discussion, how her feelings bubbled up, and what Elsa had said instead of confessing the feelings she'd expected. "I've been losing my mind. I could barely even be alone in a room with her for a few days and then on New Years when I saw her kissing Tiana it was just too much for me. How can I be so jealous of my sister's girlfriend? I don't even know what I'm doing."

Nani drained the glass and poured another one before offering some to Anna. "Have you considered therapy? I could recommend a good therapist."

"I can't afford that right now, and I don't want to anyway. There's nothing wrong with how I feel – or maybe there is, but it doesn't feel wrong. And I'm not doing anything about it anyway. Besides, I have Moana."

"Are you going to be wishing you were with Elsa the entire time you're with her?"

"No, of course not! I really like Moana, and I think she could be really good for me. I want to be with her."

"But you love Elsa." Nani took a sip of her whiskey and looked at it ponderingly, as if trying to decide if she should drain this one too. I haven't seen her make that look since college.

"I do. But she's with someone else, and I'll be okay."

"Anna, whatever you do, just promise me that you won't hurt Moana. I know she seems strong, but you weren't there when her last relationship ended. I don't want to have to put the pieces back together again. If you're not able to commit to her, please don't start things."

The stool slid back as Anna leapt to her feet. "I can commit to her just fine, thank you. We're both adults, we can make our own decisions."

Nani didn't move from her spot. "I'm just worried about you two."

"Well you don't need to be." Anna stormed down the hall to go grab her son, fully aware of exactly how childish her tantrum looked. I'm not doing anything wrong. She doesn't have to judge me like that.

She felt a hand on her wrist and turned to find that Nani had pursued her. "I'm sorry. I know I'm not your mother." Anna could see how badly Nani wanted to add 'But Elsa is.' She appreciated her discretion. "I know you'll be good to her. I shouldn't have acted like that."

"I will be good to her." She managed to keep the snarl from creeping into her voice. As much as she appreciated Nani's maternal nature, sometimes it was just too much. "I really like her."

"I know you do."

She coaxed Anna back to the kitchen, where her hot chocolate awaited her, cooled down enough to drink. I'd hate to interrupt Olaf's play date, anyway.

Anna had been dreading this all week. She'd managed to avoid it the day before and just gone home to work on her lesson plans now that classes were about to be starting up again, but she hadn't been able to bring herself to face Giselle. She'd been even more excited by the prospect of Elsa and Anna getting together than Anna had been.

Olaf sat next to her in a high chair. I should just wait for when he's at Kristoff's. That's reasonable, right? Before she had the chance to reconsider, her friend sat down across from her.

"I'm sorry I'm late," Giselle said, setting her purse in the chair with Anna's. "Jack was all tied up."

Anna gave Giselle a quick sneer for the flippant remark before glancing at Olaf. He remained adequately oblivious. The remark had passed over his head. "It's okay, " she allowed, handing a few dollars worth of quarters to her son.

"I can go play now?" She couldn't understand why he was so excited about it, none of the available machines would hold a candle to his PS4, but she was grateful for the distraction.

"Of course, dear. Just don't leave my sight." She had made sure to grab a table right next to the little arcade. Not that he's ever run off without Lilo leading the way.

She didn't need to tell him twice. He was already shoving coins into a machine that he had to stand on his tiptoes to see.

"How've you been?" Giselle asked, concern more than clear in her voice. I guess she was expecting this. Thanks for the vote of confidence.

"I've been okay," Anna lied. "Elsa is back home with Tiana." Here comes the tough part. "And I've decided to just stick with Moana. She could be really good for me, and Elsa clearly doesn't want me."

The concern grew into something resembling panic. Giselle leaned towards her, her voice scarcely more than a whisper. "Are you sure? Did she say something? I really think Elsa might feel something too."

Anna shook her head. "She doesn't."

"How can you know unless you ask?"

"Giselle, I can't put myself through this. No, I can't put her through this. It was one thing when I thought she wasn't happy with Tiana, but I was just fooling myself."

"Are you kidding? That girl would sleep with anything that moves. She's not good enough for Elsa." I so desperately want to agree.

"I can't. If something changes then maybe, but I think I could have something really special with Moana and I'm not willing to jeopardize that. If Elsa and I are ever both single then maybe I'll reconsider, but for now this is the only option."

"Anna -" Her eyes were starting to tear up. Anna found that hers were doing the same. This was a bad idea.

She shook her head again. "I'm sorry, I know how badly you wanted this."

Giselle stopped, eyeing her askance. "Anna, I just know that you wanted it. After how much you pushed me when I was having doubts with Jack, how could I do any less? She's perfect for you."

"Maybe she will be someday, but she's not right now. Moana is, and she's who I'm going to be with. I mean, as long as things keep going that way. I think they will. She seems to really like me, but I can't just decide that we're dating." If I could, then I'd be able to do that with Elsa.

"You're right. I'm sorry. Just know that whatever happens, I'll be here to support you. I love you, Anna."

Wiping away tears, Anna was surprised to find that she was smiling. Neither of her friends had freaked out at her for her confessions. She had the two best best friends in the world. "I know you will be. I love you too. Thank you so much."

Olaf ran up to her. "I'm out of quarters."

We may need a bit more adult time, I suppose it's worth the expense. Before she could react, Giselle handed him a five. "Go beat up a bunch of zombies for me, kid."

"But I'm fighting aliens."

"I guess that's acceptable, but you have to beat up twice as many for me then."

"I'll try, Aunt Giselle."

She released the money and Olaf promptly ran back to the machine he'd been feeding all those quarters into. "I believe in you," she said, her tone deadly serious.

"So, back to you," Anna stated, more than eager to divert the conversation away from her and onto a far juicier subject.

Giselle turned back to her. "Oh?"

"Sounds like you and Jack have been having fun."

"What gave it away?" Her twinkling grin more than gave it away.

"Everything. Now talk. After my heartbreak I need to live vicariously through you."

She knew full well that there was no way Giselle could resist that. "Your heartbreak? You have some new hot girl you're dating."

Anna held a hand over her heart. "I was REALLY set on Elsa," she insisted.

Rolling her eyes, Giselle conceded. "What do you want to know? You sure you even want to live vicariously through a straight relationship?"

"Jack's very pretty, I'll just pretend he's a girl."

This managed to prompt a giggle. "It's so weird thinking of you like this. You've been gay for like a month."

"At least two! I mean forever. I was always gay."

"Anna –"

Anna cut her off. "I'm still new to it, and I don't know why I never seemed to be attracted to anyone before, maybe I was just in denial, but I think I was always gay."

"I know." Giselle rested a hand on hers and Anna resisted making a joke about her making a move on her. "I was just going to apologize for my phrasing. I know it's not anything you chose, I just wasn't thinking."

"It's okay. I'm just really throwing myself into this."

"Head first, I'd say."

Anna slapped her hand.

"I deserved that. But to answer that question from an eon ago, there's not really anything new with Jack."

"Don't give me that." Her glare caused Giselle's playful grin to falter. "I saw that collar."

Pouring her iced tea down her throat to avoid Anna's eyes, Giselle managed to maintain her composure. "I didn't think you'd know what it was."

"After everything Jack was getting you into, I looked a few things up."

"Anna, you had to go to me for info on your own sexuality, you're telling me that you were able to just look up info on mine?"

Anna blinked. That was new. Last time we talked about this she was freaking out and wondering if she could even handle it, now it's 'her sexuality.'

"I told you I ended up liking it."

"I didn't realize you meant you liked it that much!" Glancing around to make sure Olaf couldn't overhear them, she leaned in toward her friend. "What's it like?" she whispered.

Giselle blushed. Glad to see she's not totally depraved already. "I love it. It was so scary the first time, but it makes me feel so powerful, and the look of utter worship in his eyes," she paused, likely for emphasis, "let's just say it has quite an effect on me. I would definitely say this is a major part of who I am now. I can't imagine being in a relationship without this aspect anymore."

"Olaf didn't see anything when you babysat him, right?"

Anna regretted her words the second she saw the hurt in Giselle's eyes. "You were there, you know we don't run around flaunting it. How could you even ask me that?" Her whisper was almost a snarl. "I love Olaf, you know I would never do anything that could hurt him. What, do you think I'd just shove a tail in Jack and ride him through the house? That was fucking cruel, Anna."

She's right. Here I am, accusing her of that, when I'd just been mad at her for a slight slipup with my identity. Wow am I ever a hypocrite. "I'm sorry."

"And especially coming from you. You know exactly what it's like to have who you are treated as some horrible thing."

I really don't. I've never been discriminated against. I only had a girlfriend for like a week. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I know you wouldn't do anything in front of him, and I know that you'd never hurt him. Giselle, please forgive me. I didn't mean anything by it."

She chewed on her lip, tears threatening to spill from her eyes as she stared into Anna's. "I know. I just need you to know that you can trust me with him."

"I do trust you with him. I don't know what I'd do without you. Hell, if I hadn't had you to watch Olaf for me that night, I never would have been able to find out that I really was a lesbian."

She rolled her eyes, but the tears seemed to have vanished. "You would've just dropped him off with Nani."

Probably not the best time to say that she was busy. "You're family, Giselle."

"Then you really might try to date me."

Anna studied her, trying to judge whether that was meant as an attack or a joke. I thought she was so supportive, is that how she really feels?

"I'm sorry. Maybe I'm still a little upset with you. That was a really tone deaf joke, I take it back. Your sister is way hotter than me anyway."

Can't argue with her there. "I've moved on. I'm focusing on Moana."

"Are you reminding me or yourself?" Giselle squeezed her hand gently. "I'll be here to support you, if anything ever does happen with Elsa. Now then, how about you tell me some more about this Moana girl. You've said that you kissed her, that she's a pilot, and that she bought you pulled pork, that was about it."

"Well we've never even had an official date. We were trying to just be friends. We are only finally going to start dating for real when she gets back to town next week." It was a hard fought battle, but Moana managed to take over the area of her brain that had, for the last few weeks, been devoted to obsessing over her sister. The thought of seeing the sexy pilot next week brought a smile to her face. She really is perfect for me. "She's really cool. She's younger than me by a few years, but she's super responsible, she looks amazing in a suit, and I think she's a lot like me. Maybe she's basically what I'd be if I had figured myself out earlier."

"That sounds awfully Narcissistic of you." She smirked.

"I didn't mean it like that."

"Clearly you have a type."

"Elsa isn't like me," Anna insisted, fully cognizant of the fact that she was only proving Giselle's point.

"Well then I'm glad you at least managed to find someone as awesome as you."

Anna couldn't help but grin at that. Does she really think I'm as cool as Moana is?

"And I'll be there to talk you through whatever you need." Giselle's hand found its place on Anna's again. I swear, she holds my hand more often than any girl I've ever dated – not that that's a long list.

"I know. Thank you again for talking me down when I was freaking out on that spa date – sister thing, not a date.."

Giselle proved just how good of a friend she was by managing to stifle her giggle. "What're friends for?"

Olaf climbed into the seat next to Anna. "I'm out of quarters again."

"Well I'm sure the pizzas are almost done." Anna hugged her boy to her. Please say he didn't hear anything about Elsa, please say he didn't hear anything about Elsa.

"But I want to play more." I swear, he has my pout.

"I will give you one more dollar, and then you have to come sit with us."

Three dollars later, their pizzas arrived.

Tucking Olaf into bed, Anna decided that she couldn't put it off any longer. She needed to talk to him about the divorce. He hadn't said much about it, and no matter how mature he frequently acted, that was very concerning. There is no way that our divorce hasn't affected him. I told myself that I wanted to give him time to adjust a bit, and to wait until Elsa was gone, but I know I've just been being a coward. I had told him it was happening and that was about it. I was too scared to do anything more, and that was so selfish. I need to be a better mother than this, he's my first priority and I need to act like it. "How have you been doing with everything?" Yeah, that's way less cowardly. Why don't you just ask him about the weather?

"Lilo and I beat Kirby earlier. It was really fun!"

"I'm really proud of you. I always loved Kirby."

"You should play it with us!"

Beaming, Anna nodded. "I would love to."

"Lilo gets to be Kirby though."

"We can't take turns?"

"No, she likes to eat people."

She'd been being so much better about not biting! This is only going to make her worse. "Well you're a very good sharer for letting her be him then."

"I don't mind. It's fun either way, and I can be him in the other games."

But Kirby is the cutest! "Well I can't wait to fight Kind Dedede with you two."

"We can take him!"

Now how do I segue from Kirby to divorce? 'You know how Metaknight and King Dedede don't always work together? Well it's kind like that.' Do they usually work together or are they just both antagonists? I don't know Kirby well enough for this conversation. She sat down on the bed next to her son. He nuzzled against her hip, resting his head there. At least he doesn't hate me for it. "How're you liking going over to your dad's?" Wow, I actually said something in the right direction.

Olaf quirked his head, turning to look up at her. He was clearly onto her. That kid is too smart. He doesn't get it from me – or his father for that matter. Elsa, come get your kid! "I like it. It's a lot better than when he was still living here."

Anna's jaw dropped. What? "How is it better?" She tried to keep the shock from her voice, she didn't want to worry Olaf.

"Well you two were always so sad. It made you a lot less fun. Now he always wants to play with me, and you two smile a lot more. I don't have to see you crying all the time now." He saw that? I thought I had managed to hide it from him better than that. Wait, have I not been crying that much now? "People say it should be a big scary thing, but it isn't really. It's just like before, only now you don't have your own bedrooms, you have your own houses." Way too smart.

She kissed the top of his head. "Thank you, Olaf."

"For what?" He looked up at her, a quizzical look on his cherubic little face.

"For being you. You're the best son a mother could ask for."

"Does that mean I can have an Xbox One?"

"Nice try."

"Darn." He tried her pout.

"Ask your Aunt Elsa. Ask her for a new car for me while you're at it."

"Okay!" The genuineness of his grin was a little concerning. Anna began to wonder how much she could get for her old car if he actually came through. Might at least cover the mortgage for a couple months. God knows I could use the help. "Are you gonna let me meet Aunt Moana soon?"

Anna froze. I should've known this had been too easy. Why is every conversation with him never about what I think it's going to be about? Kids shouldn't be this complex. "She's not your aunt."

"Then is she going to be my stepmom?"

Can't he just go to sleep? "I don't know yet, Olaf. It's still really early. I do really like her though. Besides, haven't you already met her.

He shook his head. "That doesn't count! You weren't dating then."

"All right, fine, then would you like to meet her when she's in town?"

He nodded, his enthusiasm lifting up back into a sitting position, his face barely a foot from her as he beamed up, far too excited for the prospect of meeting the woman his mother was dating. "Yeah I would!"

I wonder how she gets along with kids. "All right, I'll ask her. She does need to meet the most important person in my life if she's going to be in it after all."

"Promise I'm more important?"

Pulling him into a tight hug, Anna nodded. "You'll always be the most important, kiddo. You do know that, right?"

"I know, Mama." He struggled to free himself from the hug, but Anna held fast. "Will you read me a bedtime story?"

"Sure thing. What would you like me to read?"

"How about the mouse book?" Olaf asked.

Anna stood, finally releasing Olaf, and walked over to his little book stand, thumbing past a few strategy guides, Charlotte's Web, her old Harry Potter collection, and enough picture books to bury Sven under – she could say this from experience – to grab The Puzzling Case of the Pleasingly Plump Mouse at Penny's House. She sat back at the head of Olaf's bed and he lay his head back in her lap. Idly sweeping a hand through his hair, she began to read. When she finished the story, she found that he was softly snoring. Not wanting to disturb him, Anna leaned back against the headrest, closed her eyes, and joined her son in slumber.