Author's Notes: I'm sorry about how long this chapter took. I had to re-write parts of it several times. It felt too cold and emotionless. I did my best. enjoy.

Falling softly through the frigid air, minuscule shreds of frost meandered past each other in a dazzling array. Each pulse of the vibrating blade chiseled ever more refinement into the immaculate crystalline structure.

Hours passed as the external world faded into nonexistence around him. All that remained: Kristoff, his sculpture, and the exquisite symphony of creative impulses orchestrating the entire affair. Even the tiniest of imperfections in the ice were laid bare before his multi-spectral vision. There was no hiding from Kristoff's insistent perfectionism.

'Almost there, just gotta carve out Arsia Mons and Eunostos is compl- oh come on!'

Kristoff's flow shattered at the sound of his infolink going off. Before his vision could completely bleed red with seething rage, he took a deep breath, reminded himself that such anger was utterly irrational, and centered himself.

"Mister Bjorgman? Are you there?"

"Elsa? Is that you? You can just call me Kristoff you know."

"Ah, right. Mister Kristoff. I require assistance. As you may be aware, Anna's been having some parental troubles lately."

Kristoff halted and shifted his focus entirely to the conversation, gravity of the situation taking him out of his work. He began to put his tools away and sat down.

"Yeah. Troubles is putting it mildly. What do you need?"

"She's a curious woman, isn't she? She's got more hardware than a combat droid, and yet her manner is effervescent, whimsical and downright invigorating."

'You got that right'. Kristoff reflected on all the years he'd spent with Anna. She'd been his companion on more than one dangerous, foolhardy adventure. And the their more... intimate times had brought Kristoff partially out of his cynical, misanthropic shell. Kristoff was better off having known her, and he knew it.

"Mister Kristoff?" Came the borderline impatient voice.

"Sorry Elsa. You're right about Anna. You just reminded me of it, is all. What does this have to with her parents?"

"Please don't tell her this, but I think I might be... infatuated with her. Seeing her so distraught is upsetting."

Kristoff couldn't help but grin in fond remembrance of the previous evening. Anna had spent hours telling him every detail of their night. Every time he tried getting a word in edgewise, he was met with more elated babbling about pier-hopping and hand-holding. Elsa's motivations clear as day.

"You're going to go looking for them, aren't you?" Kristoff asked, shifting upwards and feeling a bit lighter.

There was a pause before she responded, and when she did, she couldn't quite keep… something from bleeding into her speech.

"Yes. I have a... similar situation. I can't help but feel for her. In my efforts, I was able to get their geolocator codes by looking through data here at the house. But I can't get a response from any frequency. Do you have any suggestions?"

Kristoff began to slowly pace around the room, kneading his right hand across his chin in contemplation. "Give me a second to come up with ideas." He said in an attempt to placate an obviously frustrated Elsa.

"Aren't there a bunch of networks that track that kind of stuff? I mean it's a geolocator, so it's gotta ping relay towers at some point, right?"

"Yes." She started, weariness edging into her voice. "I've already attempted breaching some of those systems, but it hasn't been working! I should be able to, but I can't."

"Hey… wait a second." Kristoff started, remembering Elsa's occupation. "Why are you trying to be all fancy about this? You're an IT girl, right? Just flash your LightComm badge and walk right up to one of the relay units. Nobody will check to see if you're even supposed to be there."

"What!? That's madness!" Elsa shot back.

'Of course not.' Kristoff cursed to himself, realizing that Elsa probably had very little experience tricking people. He took it for granted that it came naturally to him, always hiding from the world.

"Well, I don't think there are too many better ways. You could just keep hacking away and hope you get lucky, I guess."

In the unnerving intermission that followed, Kristoff shifted his gaze off into nowhere, mindlessly scanning around to distract himself from the possibility that he was being rude. What else could have prompted such a silence?

"I'll do it." Elsa replied.

'Wow, she's bolder than I give her credit for. Never thought the timid technician girl would-

"...But not alone. You're coming with me."

'Did she really just… she did.' Kristoff's jaw hung agape at Elsa's audacity.

"You know… I don't usually just go around helping people."

Elsa's previously commanding voice faded into a more subdued tone, "I'm sorry. I know it's too much to ask, I just got so caught up in helping Anna… I'll do it on my own."

An uncomfortable scene played out in Kristoff's imagination. He saw Anna, furious at the news:

'She's WHERE? And got caught doing WHAT?'

'Yeah, pretty gutsy huh?'

'There's no telling what they'll do to her! Kristoff what were you thinking, letting her go alone?'

The daydream was shattered by a storm of imaginary household items smashing into the wall next to his face.

"On second thought, I think I'll go with you. Got any ideas where we could find one of these towers?"

"Well, at least you put up a good fight." intoned an ethereal, dysphonic voice. Coming down off the peaks of an adrenal high, Hans satiated the last of his bloodlust by watching the now limp corpse slide off his blade.

Setting his arm to oscillate rapidly, he flicked it violently, flinging the mixture of natural and synthetic body fluids from the blade's surface.

"... But, for a cyborg you sure do bleed a lot. Ugh". He cursed to himself at the sight of his now permanently stained blazer.

Satisfied that the remaining blood had been dissipated, he commanded the weapon back to its resting position. This incited the vast network of servos and mechanical muscle fibers to coax it back to deep within his arm.

Thundering breaths and echoing footfalls rounded the corner nearby. Their owners hurriedly ran to Hans' side.

"Orders, sir?" Asked one of the guards.

"Yes. Split up. Half of you dispose of this poor fool and his wife. The rest are to lock down the facility and make sure none of my stock escaped."

Out from underfoot a small metal orb rolled out spastically across the floor. It came to a stop, righted itself and split open to reveal a holographic projector. The projector sparked to life and began to display an attractive, but still rather average-looking woman in the usual corporate garb.

"Mister Westergard… news for you sir."

Recognizing his secretary Clarice, Hans' transformation was immediate and thorough. His manner lost all rigidity, the modulation in his voice smoothed over and took on a far softer quality.

"What is it? Is it about CyberDynamics?"

"No sir." The woman responded. "The CyberDynamics takeover is on schedule as planned, you should have full executive authority in a week. No, this is a matter of security, not acquisition. Someone's been putting an exhaustive effort into uncovering those geolocators you ordered masks on."

Coolly dismissing the shot of anxiety that begged for emergence, Hans replied: "Is that so? I wonder who on Earth would be trying to find them. Tell me, did you get any information about the attacker?"

Clarice paused briefly in recollection before responding: "Yes, some security scans indicated two individuals at the breach site. A c-level cyborg male, estimated at 22-25 years old and a possibly unaugmented girl, estimated at 19-22 years old."

Curiosity shot through Hans' circuits, delaying his reaction.

"What do you mean… possibly unaugmented?"

"Well sir… if I'm reading the report correctly the her bio-signature contained no EM emissions or metallic masses consistent with an augmented individual. Possible genetic augmentation but with no default profile to compare against…"

His eyebrows furrowing, Hans felt the fires of impatience burn within, even though he knew his loyal secretary wouldn't have brought it up if it lacked importance. His chassis was beginning to quake, his fists grinding against themselves as they fought his dopaminergic anticipation at his plans for immediately after this conversation. Channeling his patience, he reminded her:

"Brevity please, I understand there's a lot of information but I'm a busy man."

"Sorry, but there's only so much I can condense this report. The girl… she doesn't appear to be augmented… but for some reason her temperature readings are constantly spiking in the negative. Whenever her heart rate jumped it was accompanied by a drop to about negative 15 degrees."

"What?! And this is the first time anyone has heard about this?"

"I'm not sure. It's the first time I've heard of it."

"Send the entire report to security chief Johnson and tell him I want to know absolutely everything about this woman."

"Yes sir, right away."

The petite round drone proceeded to re-fold itself into a traveling configuration before scurrying off into the depths of the facility. Hans, now brimming with excitement, turned to the array of human-sized vats affixed to the wall before him and gleefully proclaimed under his breath:

"Soon... it will all come together."

Anna stared at the glowing screen intently, her gaze threatening to burn a hole clear through the display. Massive swaths of data flew by, everything from contact information to calls, text messages, and GPS data all contained in the blurry stream.

Furiously she swapped back and forth between the computers in front of her and the one built into her mind, desperately searching for a pattern or clue that might tell her more. Each passing moment fanned the flames of rage-tinted inadequacy at her continued failure. Her chair's armrest began to give way under her overwhelming grip.

"Anna?"

The entire conflagration died within her at the sweet sound meeting Anna's ears. She whirled around in her chair, beaming smile adorning her face. Without a second's hesitation, she was on her feet and bounding towards the door.

"Elsa!" she cried, capturing the woman in a frantic embrace, nearly toppling both of them.

Elsa could feel brain starting to short-circuit on her. Anna's radiant affection had been disarming her more and more, and now there was no hiding from it. The warmth of the hug seeped into Elsa, washing over her and flushing away the residue of anxiety from the day's adventure.

Amorous affection was a new feeling for her, and she wasn't going to miss a second of it.

'Mmmm... Anna.'

Insecurity, ever Elsa's pernicious stalker, rapped at the back of her mind, laughing maniacally: 'How long have I been holding her for? Back off! She's going to think you're a creep!'

Cautiously pulling back, Elsa tried to preemptively patch up any misunderstandings: "You're awfully affectionate today."

Anna stared back for a moment before laughing and replying: "I'm affectionate every day silly! Besides…" She paused, looking away and brushing her hair back behind her left ear. "I um… really like your hugs. They're sweet."

"You're too kind." Elsa replied, tension evaporating at the revelation that she hadn't caused offense. Remembering Anna's intensity before Elsa had broken her concentration, she asked: "You looked pretty busy when I came in… what were you working on?"

Anna's expression hardened. She paused briefly, throwing her eyes to the ceiling in contemplation before responding: "Oh nothing important. What about you? Long day?"

"Stressful for sure, but completely worth it." Elsa smirked in reminiscence at just how uncharacteristically bold she'd been that day. "I got a bit lonely though. Which is odd, since I typically enjoy solitude. But today, I'd rather have company."

Anna bounced onto her bed behind the workstation and flopped down. "I'm glad… It's been so lonely here since mama and papa disappeared. It hasn't felt like a home since then... Well, until you showed up that is."

Elsa felt her cheeks flushing at the comment. 'What is it about this girl? Even her kindness is augmented to superhuman levels.' The mention of Anna's missing family reminded Elsa why she had come in the first place. Grinning, she sat down next to Anna and put her plan into action.

"Hey Anna… I know I'm always gushing over your upgrades… but do you have an NFC port on you anywhere?"

Anna rolled over, offering a wrist to Elsa. "Sure do! Right here, in my wrist. Why?"

"I've got a present, just for you. I know you'll love it."

Elsa practically whipped the data card out of her jacket pocket, her jaw slightly agape in anticipatory bliss. She met Anna's intrigued look, gently caressing the wrist as she held the datacard up to it.

Parsing the data in the card, Anna stared off past the ceiling. Gripped by realization, her breaths grew shorter and shallower. She recognized the geolocator codes immediately, each trace point a glimmer of hope in a sea of despair.. Tears began to well up in her eyes, scattering the glow from her retinal display into a dribbling river of luminescence.

"You… you found them." Anna whispered in disbelief.

Elsa could only freeze in place as Anna shot up and grasped her by the shoulders. The seconds compressed into an ever shrinking period giving Elsa a minor epoch in which to take in her own reflection in Anna's soaked, trembling eyes.

Choking through tears, Anna eventually managed to stammer: "You did this for me? I spent months looking… "

"I had to. When I saw the pain in your eyes, I knew I had no choice."

In an instant, Anna was upon her, pressing her quaking lips against the Elsa's. Anna's grateful, unapologetic kiss triggered a storm of entirely uncharted emotions deep within its recipient. It was a messy ordeal, Anna's hot tears streaking down both of their faces. Something deep and ineffable pulled Elsa closer to Anna. Sliding her hands across Anna's waist, Elsa cradled the bionic beauty before her.

Gingerly pulling back, Anna stared at the floor. She swept her gaze back and forth across the ground, nervously brushed her hair back and gingerly offered:

"I'm super sorry if that was too bold. I couldn't help it." Anna couldn't read Elsa's expression as anything, so she continued: "This is the best gift anyone has ever given me. A kiss just seemed like the best way to say that."

Her visage redder than a swollen star, Elsa tried to mask her decimated composure with some levity. Haphazardly tossing a grin onto her face, she proclaimed: "I knew it! You are trying to court me!"

Anna contorted her face into a wry grin. "I'd be a fool not to."

Elsa straightened up, then leaned back against the wall. She stared up at the ceiling and sighed.

"Anna."

"Yes?"

"I got those geolocator codes by breaking into a comm facility. Breaching the machine's security was trivial once I had physical access."

Anna gaped at her, words piling up at her mouth but dying on the threshold.

"I know. It was terrifying. I did it because I'm… hopelessly enamored with you too."

Elsa felt a soft hand caress her shoulder, directing her attention to its owner. Bright iridescent irises stared back at her, gleaming with adoration.

"It's nice to finally hear you say it." Anna cooed at her.

Curiosity piqued, Elsa inquired: "What do you mean… finally?"

"Normally I'm stunted emotionally. Kind of oblivious, you know? Well, when I jumped down in that alley to keep you from getting ground into mincemeat, I had a social enhancement program turned on so I could get a read on read those vultures circling you."

Whatever blush remained on Elsa's face drained. Her eyes opened wide as she took Anna's meaning.

"So um… yeah. I kind of cheated a little. Please don't hate me. I noticed the way your eyes dilated when you saw me. The way your heart rate spiked and you definitely got warmer… fast. I turned it off when the whole thing was over but uh… I had already figured it out by then. Sorry."

The initial feeling of unease faded quickly. It was obvious by this point that Anna would never hurt her on purpose. How could she, after risking her life for someone she didn't even know?

"It's probably for the best. I've never courted anyone before, never felt the loving touch of another. If you hadn't been so forward, I wouldn't have gotten such a lovely first kiss."

Anna gasped. "Your first? And you're how old?"

"21."

"No way! No one as stunning and sweet as you could go un-pursued for that long!"

Elsa shrugged, raising her palms in acquiescence. "I've spent my life with my nose to the grindstone. No one ever had a chance, I suppose. Or perhaps I have been pursued and simply been oblivious."

Anna stared back with a dopey grin and let out a wistful sigh, indulging in Elsa's majestic aura.

Though she was beginning to warm up to the silences between them, Elsa still hadn't quite gotten there yet. To break things up, she offered something else.

"Want another gift?"

"Oh gosh Elsa, after the last one I might be all gifted out!"

"This one will be less intense. Promise."

With that, she closed her eyes and brought her breathing to an infinitesimal amplitude. The tedious process of clearing her mind began, every intrusive thought pushed away until only blank canvas remained. 'It's been awhile since I've tried this. Focus Elsa, focus!'

Deeper and deeper she slid down the confines of her consciousness until only pure awareness remained. Searching herself, she felt a force just below her sternum. Reaching deeper and deeper into this point, warmth and paresthesia began to flow outwards from it, slowly enveloping the entirety of Elsa's mental space.

Meticulously, she pushed more and more of this energy into a point between her hands until finally, it clumped together into a microscopic shard of ice. Drawing her hands outwards, she tugged at the ends of the frozen clump of ice, extruding it into a gently curved stem.

All across her body, electricity danced across the neural networks in cascading waves. Undulating currents of vibrating energy flowing through the ice sculptress began to intensify. A subconscious burst of fear careened into the entire affair, knocking her off balance.

'Nonononononono!'

Pernicious anxiety struggled furiously against inner serenity, shockwaves from the collision reverberated through the halls of the mind, invoking a debilitating feedback.

Desperately cradling her fledgling sculpture, Elsa flashed through scenarios that might help her ground and re-center herself. Vibrating wildly, the infant sculpture inched precariously towards collapse.

"... if it's like you said and your power reacts to your feelings… You're going to need lots of love."

'Love!'

Unabashedly, Elsa dove into the memory of affectionate bliss from only minutes ago. She let the euphoria permeate through every fiber of her being. Anna's radiance, pure and true, grounded her squarely back within the realm of control.

In one smooth, coordinated exertion, Elsa spawned an array of pedals in a radial pattern from the stem, bringing her elegant floral sculpture to fruition.

Relief poured over Elsa as she let go of the intricate network of mental energy she'd concocted. With what little energy she had left, she turned to an ecstatic Anna and rendered the sculpture unto her.

In between pants, Elsa managed to sputter: "For you!", before collapsing onto the bed.

Anna gingerly held the translucent ice rose up to her own face, breathlessly taking in every nuance and detail.

"Elsa, it's flawless."

"... and it's all your fault. This one almost collapsed, just like all my previous sculptures. Then I remembered what you said about needing lots of love, and everything clicked."

Anna hopped up off the bed and replied: "I'm gonna go put this in the freezer until I can build a proper display for it. You look beat, you should take a nap. I'll get you something to munch on for when you wake up."

Already halfway submerged in the plush volume of the bed, Elsa weakly muttered: "Tha..t's ...a good... ide-"

Anna snickered under her breath at the sight of Elsa flopping down like a limp mannequin.

"Sweet dreams cutie."

Blackness. Everywhere.

All that can be perceived, infinitely in all directions is soulless void.

Somewhere out there in the impossibly vast abyss, microscopic shards of consciousness fire outwards. Desperately attempting to reach another, these pathetic patterns eventually coalesce.

'I… am' I think, as my first thought spawns into this desolate existence.

But what, exactly, I am… I do not know.

A menacing churning can be heard in the distance. It gives me an unnerving, visceral sensation somewhere deep within. I impulse outwards, desperately trying to push it away.

The impulse is frigid… safe, and familiar. The cold is my shield.

Suddenly, I can see. Before me is a hideous wall of blood, metal, cable and bone. It undulates ceaselessly in patterns neither sane nor wholesome. Squelching, screeching, and humming it assaults my senses.

Pushing with every fiber of my being, I desperately try to turn away. I can feel my strength shriveling into impotence.

I can't escape. I cannot move. I do the only thing I can do.

I freeze. Grotesque, capricious spires of ice spew outwards from me. I'm trembling violently now, every ounce of energy pushing harder and harder into my icy shell.

Panic consumes my being, its grip amplified by the grotesque wall encroaching upon me.

Breached. My icy fortress has been breached. The wound in its walls burns to my core.

Infuriated, I muster every last trace of strength I've purchase to. I refuse to go down this easily. I unleash the full, raw power of my fury upon the invader.

But my ice betrays me. My ramparts shatter, the walls collapse. I am laid bare as I am flayed, invaded by inorganic constructs. I flail madly, but the metallic tendrils coil around me effortlessly.

Defeat does not come swiftly. Millimeter by millimeter, my being is replaced. Regions that once pulsated with life die out - replaced by components that merely register functionality.

In my final act of defiance before total assimilation, I scream.

"Elsa?"

Hmm? What? That voice doesn't belong here...

"Elsa! Wake up!"

Malevolent tendrils faded away, and with them the fog of nightmare began to dissipate. In her stupor, Elsa could make out the blurry image of a concerned face framed by twin copper braids.

"Anna?"

For just a short moment, Elsa felt an exquisitely soft pressure on her cheek. It gently but firmly pulled her the rest of the way back to reality.

"Sorry I woke you. You were moaning, and you sounded terrified."

Anna's tender temperament juxtaposed harshly against the vision of the assimilating horror of the dream. Not all biotech was monstrous. No, nothing about Anna was even vaguely displeasing, let alone monstrous.

"Just a nightmare. Thank you for saving me again."

"Any time." Anna cheerily replied. "Oh and I promised you dinner. It's all in the living room, I've been munching and watching some shows."

Grasping Anna's hand, Elsa climbed off the bed. Anna wrapped their arms together, and then briefly nuzzled her face against Elsa's before escorting her down the hall.

"Here you go! Spaghetti, tomato sauce and meatballs!"

Elsa eyed the dish selfishly. She was singularly drained, her instincts screaming at her to tear into the meal. Despite her ravenous hunger, civility had not left Elsa and she thanked Anna before eating.

Soon, the room was full of the chatter of silverware, set to the backdrop of some romantic comedy that Anna had seen time and time again. Anna was so deeply immersed in the love story playing out onscreen that she didn't even notice the one unfolding in the room with her.

Soon, the meal was gone. Elsa took a look at the empty plate, lamented it briefly and then discarded it on the table nearby. In her periphery, she caught a glimpse of Anna's heartwarming smile. Her heart skipped a beat.

'Did the room just get brighter or is it just me?'

Elsa's gaze moved downwards. Trailing slowly downwards across Anna's slender neck towards her chest. The plunging cowl neckline of her shirt gave a rather unobstructed view of Anna's upper body. Underneath the soft, inviting exterior, hints of the chassis underneath could be seen. Cross-beams that reinforced her clavicles and supported the mass of her arms left a faint elevation in the skin. The overwhelming power of Anna's body roused an inferno within poor, virgin Elsa. The unmistakable throbbing of her heart quickened its pace, pounding deafeningly in her ears.

'Control yourself. She's alluring for sure... but you're not an animal. Relax'

Elsa slid over to Anna, taking the arm nearest to her and snuggling underneath it. She wrapped her arms around Anna's waist and held tight. Lying on Anna felt safe, secure. Nothing could possibly go wrong with Anna by her side. With her ears pressed down, Elsa heard the deep, regular pulse of Anna's vitality. It sounded like nothing she had ever heard, yet it wasn't discomforting or uncanny. Quite the contrary, the sound nearly lulled her to sleep.

Abruptly, the movie on the monitor cut away to something else entirely. Smoke and flame rose from an oddly familiar building. Emergency vehicles swarmed around the scene frantically.

Elsa felt queasy, her intuition screaming. Something was wrong.

"We regret to interrupt this broadcast…However there is breaking news. Live on the scene is Cassandra Elizabeth."

"Thank you. I'm here at the LightComm corporate dormitories, where several explosions have rocked the building. LightComm security is currently withholding comment, although they have indicated that the situation is serious."

"The safe house..." Elsa gasped, frozen in horror.

Elsa felt Anna pull her closer.

Cassandra continued her report: "We have an eyewitness here who claims to know the motivation behind the attacks. Can you tell us your side of the story sir?"

A frail, middle aged man replied, clearly shaken from the ordeal. "We barely saw what hit us, it all happened so fast. LightComm is one of the only safe spaces for naturals. That's why they attacked us."

"Who is 'they'?" Cassandra asked.

"I… I don't know!"

"That's all the information we have for now. All LightComm employees are encouraged to contact their immediate manager for instructions."

Legions of incoherent thoughts stormed through Elsa's mind. Even on solid, steadfast Earth, everything could be thrown asunder in an instant. What was she supposed to do?

On the coffee table before the two girls, Elsa's tablet computer started blaring incoming message alerts.

Elsa gave Anna one final squeeze before tearing herself away. She thanked the mercy of the universe that Anna was by her side at that moment. Sluggishly, as though her entire body had turned to lead, she dragged herself over to read the new message in her inbox. Kai had written the following:

'Elsa… I heard that you weren't at the safehouse when LightComm got hit. I'm relieved beyond words. I can't help you from this far but please stay away from the dorms until I figure everything out. I'll keep you up to speed. Stay safe dear, we love you.'

Elsa felt her hand being clasped. She looked up and saw the empathetic pain written all over Anna's face.

"Elsa… I don't know what to say."

The crushing weight of despair pressed inwards from all sides. Fighting back tears, Elsa barely managed to reply: "I… I can't go back home. It's too dangerous." Defeated, she threw her head back and stared at the ceiling.

The tears were flowing freely now, each one scorching down her face. Her miserable heart felt like it would tear in two at any moment.

Anna's voice changed drastically at the sight of Elsa's despair. Strong and commanding, Anna proudly declared:

"You're staying here tonight. I won't take no for an answer."

Even through the blurry mess, there was no hiding the righteous fire in Anna's eyes. Clearly, a nerve had been struck.

"Anna I don't want to impose..." Elsa stopped to wipe tears away with her sleeve. "Really I can go rent a…"

"NO! You're staying with me. I refuse to lose anyone else to this!"

Elsa threw herself onto Anna, nuzzling her sopping wet face into the crook of Anna's shoulders. Like a mighty vice grip, Elsa clung on and refused to let go.

"Thank you Anna, oh thank you so much. You have no idea what this means to me."

Anna exhaled softly, gently stroking Elsa's arm and reciprocating snuggles from earlier. In a hushed, reassuring tone she replied "I could say the same thing."

The feeling of waking in a new bed is an alien feeling, Elsa thought. There's a dissonance as the mind grapples with new textures and scents. As the gears of consciousness began to spin up into action she recounted the events of the previous night.

How grateful she was for Anna's presence. Without her comforting embrace, there would have been no shoulder to cry on, no soul to share the pain with. How lovely it was to finally have someone she could share the deeper parts of her life with. That unruly cryokinesis had been misfiring less and less since she'd met this wonderful woman.

Elsa rolled over to her left and fawned over the sight before her. There it was, in all it's bionic beauty - Elsa's guardian angel.

'I fell for her so quickly. It almost feels like a dream.'

As if synchronized by some strange force, Anna began to stir in her slumber. Her luscious copper locks tousled across her honeycomb-textured skin. A strand or two was still stuck in her mouth by the time she'd rolled over to face Elsa. The instant their eyes connected, Anna cooed:

"Good morning beautiful."

Just like all the previous times - Anna's unbridled affection made Elsa's elated heart skip a beat.

'How does she keep doing that?'

"Me? Look at you! Goodness Anna, you're stunning. I'm… so plain compared to you."

Anna winked at her and blew a kiss. "Sometimes you just can't compete with all-natural beauty."

Elsa's heart nearly went into spasms. Anna had jumped out of bed and was clad in only her intimates. Flabbergasted Elsa got a front-row seat to miles and miles of immaculate skin wrapped tightly around a physique that flirted shamelessly with the line between fit and feminine. It certainly didn't help seeing the way her body moved as Anna struggled to pull on a pair of tight-fitting jeans.

Barely a minute of consciousness and she was already in danger of passing out again.

From the adjoining bathroom, Anna called out: "I'm going to CyberDynamics today, since that was the last place you tracked my father to. I'd really like it if you came with me."

For Elsa there was never any reprieve from doubt and worry. The previous night's attacks had only exacerbated this.

"But… Anna. Won't my presence paint a target on your back? If my kind are really so hated that someone would try blowing up the dorms… I'll just endanger you."

Anna's head popped out of the doorway, her hands clasped on the frame. She stared daggers at Elsa. Inevitably though, the intentions behind Elsa's words rang true to Anna, softening her demeanor.

"Elsa…I'll fight off angry hordes for you. Any time, any place. Besides, I'll need you on this journey. You're so smart and skilled. Please?"

It was the pouty face that Anna made that did Elsa in. How could she refuse that face?

"Forget I ever said anything. I'll go. Oh… um, I'm going to need a shower and a change of clothes… may I borrow some of yours?"

Anna practically squealed in the affirmative: "Of course! Ooh, I'll finally get to see you wear something other than those darn jumpsuits!"