Anna's arms were like coming home. Even though it had only been that morning, four hours at most when they had last held each other, to Elsa it felt like it had been years. Her heart had ached from stress and uncertainty, but the moment Anna held her all the frustration melted away. She rested her head on Anna's shoulder, burying her face in her hair.

This was home. This was where she wanted to return to every day. Possibly for the rest of time.

Eventually they had to pull apart. That was the downside to hugs – eventually they had to end. She leaned back and looked into Anna's crystal blue eyes. They had tears in them.

"Here," she said. She grabbed the Cafe Mocha from the desk.

Anna sniffed, giving a wet smile as she took the cup. "You went to Timmy's?"

Elsa shrugged. Okay, going to Timmy's during a crisis was a bit odd. "I was going to run away again," she admitted. She reached over and brushed away the tears sticking to Anna's cheeks. "I didn't get very far before I changed my mind."

Anna peered at her as she took a long sip from her cup. Her eyes were asking a question, one that she didn't seem to want to voice.

Why? Why did you change your mind?

Words – words were not enough to convey the answer to that. Not right now. Elsa kissed Anna's cheek before pulling out the doughnut and breaking it in half.

They ate and drank in silence for a few moments. Elsa watched Anna, just taking in her beautiful, wonderful face.

Anna cleared her throat, setting the cup on the desk. "So now that you've literally ripped myplan to little shreds-"

"No apology for that," Elsa interrupted with a smile.

"-what is your plan?"

Elsa's smile faded. She sat back, leaning against the desk. She had decided to stay – to face this head on.

That meant she would have to act.

The board would not be impressed. She knew that. Her stomach twisted just thinking about it. But she also knew there was little she could do to change what they saw, or what they thought about it. There was another issue, though.

"What Hans did –" Anna's face contorted into a snarl. Elsa didn't blame her. "What he did was wrong. And whether or not I am in charge of this company after the merger, I am going to make sure he pays through the nose for what he did to you."

She picked up the phone and punched in the number for the legal department. Anna gave her a curious look, but kept quiet as the phone rang through.

"Arendelle legal department, how may I direct your call?"

"Hello. This is Ms. Arendelle."

There was a surprised intake of breath on the other end. She wondered if they had heard about what had happened yet. "Ms. Arendelle! How can I help you?"

"Could Mrs. Flint please come to my office."

"Now?" the man sounded surprised. "She's supposed to be in a meeting in-"

"I need her immediately. I'm sorry. It's very urgent."

"Yes Ms. Arendelle. I'll have her come up straight away."

"Thank you." She hung up. Anna lowered her cup, and raised an eyebrow.

"You made a phone call," she said.

"Yes?" Elsa replied, confused. Anna had been right there, watching her do it.

"I didn't even have to twist your arm about it."

Bulda Flint had been in the employment of the company since Elsa had been very young, but Elsa had never had much to do with her. The woman who walked into the office was virtually a stranger to her. She was quite short, but robust, with dark brown skin and curly black hair. With her red suit and a way of walking and grinning that practically screamed 'EXTROVERT' it took a lot of willpower for Elsa not to bolt into her office through the nearest conveniently placed window. Bulda wasn't going to let either of them hide, however.

"You've got a girl!" Bulda squealed. It was loud enough that Elsa was sure the whole building could hear her. Bulda grabbed the both of them and pulled them into a bear hug.

Wait. What? Elsa looked over to Anna. The traitor was laughing.

Bulda released Elsa and began to fuss over Anna. "You know Kai told me your new assistant was lovely and isn't that just so? Look at this lovely hair, those bright eyes. And freckles! And everyone's saying she's such a nice girl too, and made you come out of your shell a bit. I could barely believe it when Gerda told me. You," this was to Anna, "must be a miracle worker. Yes, yes, I approve of you for our little Elsa."

Our little Elsa?

"Uh... excuse me but..." Bulda wasn't listening. She continued to coo over them.

"You two make such a pretty picture! I absolutely have to get you two over for dinner! Grandpabbie would be so happy to see you, Elsie. You probably don't even remember when you were little and came over with your father..."

"Mrs. Flint..." Elsa moaned. This was almost as embarrassing as the meeting had been. No one had called her 'Elsie' since she was seven. Bulda ignored her and patted her head.

"Can hardly talk to a room full of stranger, you know, but you've gotten her working on that! Make sure you teach her how to smile, sometimes. You have such a lovely smile, and so does Elsa if she ever thinks to use it."

She was trying to make Anna leave her. That was it. It was the only explanation.

"And look at those hands. She still bites her nails, just like when she was little, even though I know she has a very well paid manicurist."

"Mrs. Flint!" Elsa finally shouted. "I thank you for your congratulations." Bulda opened her mouth as if to keep going, "But I really have something urgent to take care of."

Finally the woman closed her mouth. Anna was biting her lip to keep from smiling.

Well, at least someone is amused. "I presume, since you were present enough to hear what was revealed at the meeting, you took note of how it transpired."

Bulda's smile faded.

"Oh, yes," she said bitterly, "I saw what that... unpleasant... man did."

Elsa was 99.9% certain that that was not the word Bulda wanted to use. "My biggest point of concern is that it was Anna's phone that Mr. Sorlig was using – and without her permission, if that wasn't obvious. He must have taken it from her office yesterday. He's been her... pretending to be her friend for months."

Bulda looked very interested at this piece of information, as Elsa knew she would. Anna looked puzzled. She was rubbing her arm where Bulda had hugged her. Elsa was sure she'd have some sort of bruise.

"Yeah, he stole my phone, but isn't that missing the bigger issue?" she asked, her voice rising. "He completely outed you in front of the company!"

"And sadly, that's not illegal," Bulda said, scowling.

"But, it could hurt her career!" Anna's voice was outraged as she turned on the woman. "Isn't it slander or libel or something like that?"

Despite herself, Elsa smiled. Anna was so indignant on her behalf. Bulda looked to Elsa, waiting for her to take the lead. "I can't press charges for defamation," she said, looking Anna straight in the eyes. "He told them I'm gay, and I am. I'm not going to go before a court and deny that."

Saying it out loud, Elsa felt a small trill of surprise. She hadn't wanted to be outed. She hadn't wanted anyone to know. But now that they knew, she wasn't going to drag herself back into the closet. She was going to be who she was, the rest of them be damned. Anna's face was a confusing mixture of happiness and anger. Elsa smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Don't worry, the law isn't the only one who can deal out consequences. I happen to know that this company has extremely strict safe-space policies. I know because I signed them myself."

"You signed them?" Anna asked.

"Did you think my father did?" Elsa replied, skeptically.

Anna's mouth popped open in surprise. She must have known about the protections, but Elsa guessed that she just hadn't thought about them, or where they came from. It had been a petition – Elsa was somewhat ashamed that she hadn't come up with them herself, but at least she'd had the presence of mind to agree to them, even if she hadn't felt that they should apply to herself at the time.

"And stealing your phone is more than just stealing a piece of equipment," Elsa added. "That would only be a minor charge – theft underneath the value of $5000 – but he stole the information on the phone."

She looked at Bulda for confirmation. The woman had taken out a pad of legal paper and was scribbling notes furiously. Elsa's father had always said she was the best lawyer in the province. She was terrifying. Which also explained why she was the only person in the office permitted to use paper. Olaf had tried to steal all of it from her once. Only once. She put him under citizen's arrest for four hours on the window-cleaner's scaffolding on the 24th floor.

"Theft of information – important information for the company, I presume as you are Ms. Arendelle's personal assistant – as well as invasion of privacy. The respect for privacy laws might be in a deplorable state, but I know the court won't bend it for some money-grubbing corporate climber. Especially one whose actions are so clearly homophobic."

Anna shook off her surprise. "I hadn't thought of it like that," she said. Bulda smiled, jabbing a period on her notes with a flourish.

"That's why I'm the lawyer, so I can tell you these things. There are enough charges there to ruin Mr. Sorlig's career and raise a hefty fine, if not earn him jail time."

Anna considered this. Elsa wondered what she was thinking. Hans had been her friend, and she knew that Anna must be hurting from the betrayal. But how was she handling this?

The silence stretched. Anna was staring at her cup, now empty, lost in thought. Elsa cleared her throat.

"The only question then," Elsa prompted, "is if you wish to press charges, Anna."

Elsa bit her lip and waited. She wasn't going to pressure Anna into it. It was her decision – the crime has been committed against her, technically. And Anna was so sweet... but she had to see that Hans needed to be punished for his action, right?

Anna blinked a few times. "Fuck yes?" she said. It was a question. Like she couldn't believe Elsa would have thought the question worth asking. Elsa released the breath she hadn't known she was holding.

"Oh good!" Bluda exclaimed, she clapped her hands. "You know, after what my Kristoff said I wasn't sure you would!"

"Your Kristoff?" Elsa asked.

"He's my son." She caught the brief surprise that must have shown on Elsa's face. "Fostered, along that rascal Sven." She smiled, her eyes twinkling.

"What did Kristoff say?" Anna asked, her eyes narrowed.

"Oh, it's not important..." Bulda waved a hand and pulled out her laptop.

"I'm going to have to smack him, aren't I?"

Bulda ignored her. "We should get to work on those papers you're going to serve Hans."

Elsa left them to it. They'd sort out the problem of Hans, she was sure. Now she had to sort out her own problem. She took Anna's laptop and went to her desk.

She pulled up the scheduling programme. There were a lot of schedules to change.

Anna watched Elsa's hands tremble. She was trying to hide it. Her face had taken on that cool, ice queen mask that used to be so familiar. She was arranging and rearranging her notes, waiting for the board members to arrive.

Despite the gravity of the situation, Anna was impressed with Elsa. She had called the meeting on her own, had prepared her materials and made numerous phone calls and emails all while Anna had been discussing Hans with Bulda.

Bulda had come with them, at Elsa's request. She was sitting at the far end of the room, being inconspicuous as she could, which was not very. She was not an inconspicuous woman.

The sound of the elevator opening alerted them to the arrival of the board members. Elsa dropped her phone on the table.

"I'll take you to dinner tonight, no matter what happens," Anna said quietly, trying to give a reassuring smile despite the butterflies in her own stomach.

"It's a date." Elsa sat down at the head of the table just as Mr. Hargreaves and company began to file into the room. She nodded to each as they came in, but she said nothing. Her lips were pressed tight together and she was faintly green.

Please don't puke. That would not help whatever Elsa had been planning to say in the slightest. Or it might. Anna didn't actually know what she was planning. Probably explaining herself.

But how was she going to explain? She said she was done hiding, but was it really true? It was a big leap, to admit it to everyone like this. Maybe she would deny what Hans said after all. She could do that, if she tried. It might be believable.

Anna's stomach twisted. Stop it. She won't do that to you.

All the seats were filled. What little chatter there had been died off. Mr. Hargreaves looked to Elsa.

"Thank you for coming," Elsa said, quietly. She was looking at her hands. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience that this may have caused in your day but I felt it imperative to clear the matter as quickly as possible."

Oh, baby, come on. You can do it. Look at them.

Elsa's hands flexed where she held them folded on the table.

"The matter being Mr. Sorlig's... allegations?" someone asked. Anna didn't notice who. She was too busy watching Elsa. Elsa bit her lip gently, took a breath, and looked up.

"Mr. Sorlig's allegations are correct. I am in engaged in a relationship with Ms. Anna Summers, my personal assistant. A... a romantic relationship." She paused, licking her lips. Anna pushed a cup of water at her, but Elsa ignored it, continuing. "We exchanged a text conversation by phone during working hours of a flirtatious nature. Mr. Sorlig stole Ms. Summers' phone upon learning of our relationship and used it..." Elsa stumbled over her words here, she looked down at her hands. "Well... you saw."

Anna was left breathless. She said it.

The room was still, waiting for Elsa to continue. Elsa took a sip of the water, then looked up again sitting straighter.

"I've come to the realisation," she said. This time her voice was strong. No hesitation marred her words. "And this is not a sudden realisation, but merely culminating this morning, that keeping my sexuality and my relationship with Ms. Summers has done no one, least of all myself, any favours. It is a toxic, unpleasant thing, denying who I am, in hiding something I should be proud of. In doing so I provided Mr. Sorlig with the opportunity to hurt not only me, but someone I care about very deeply. And this is why I am here: not to apologize for the clear transgression of engaging in flirtations while working, though I am deeply sorry and shamed for those actions. No, this is to show everyone here, but most of all myself that I am not afraid of who I am."

Her clear blue eyes were calm. She unclenched her hands. They were steady as she looked around the room, meeting everyone's eyes in turn. Last was Anna. Elsa held her gaze in her own as she continued.

"I love Anna Summers, more deeply and more heartfelt than I have ever loved anyone before. She is my rock, and light to me. She has helped me realise so much about myself and, I really believe, has made me a better person. "

She was still looking at Anna. Only at Anna. A lump was forming in Anna's throat and she could scarcely breathe as Elsa continued.

"I cannot and should not be ashamed of that any longer. I have been hiding all of my life, afraid of being who I should be, but I'm not going to do that anymore. I love her, and your opinion of that doesn't matter to me anymore. I can hope that you will accept it for what it is: love as pure as any.

"I can remind you of the anti-discrimination laws that are in effect, both within this country and within our company. You cannot legally discriminate against me, or against Ms. Summers, based on the nature of our relationship. However, I'm not a fool. You have your vote soon and though I hope that your choice will be informed by your fair judgement of my attempted improvements over the past month, I know that you can vote based on anything with no chance of repercussions. And I want you to know: I don't care. I love Anna, and if the consequences of that love are that I can no longer be head of this company, then so be it."

The silence that followed was complete. Anna could feel her heart pounding in her chest.

I love her.

She'd said it. She'd said it to everyone, but she'd been looking at Anna as she said it. I love Anna. Anna wanted to leap from her seat and throw her arms around Elsa and shower her with kisses and drag her into the nearest supply closet... No, not the greatest idea. Possible the exact opposite to the point of the meeting. Instead she reached over and grasped her hand. Elsa squeezed it gently before looking back to the room. The lump in Anna's throat was as heavy as lead and she could feel tears gathering behind her eyes.

She said she loves me. She told them she loves me.

Finally, Mr. Hargreaves stood up. He cleared his throat. And Elsa... oh Elsa, she looked him straight in the eyes, daring him to say something against her. Fully and truly brave.

"You are aware that we're a hotel chain, aren't you?"

Anna whipped around. Wait, what? He wasn't frowning. Not smiling, but definitely not frowning.

"Well... yes..." Elsa's voice was confused. It was an odd question.

Now Mr. Hargreaves smiled. Just a little bit. "To put it succinctly: the gayer the bell-hops, the better their tips."

A chuckle spread throughout the room. Anna looked to Elsa. Elsa looked at Anna. Both of them were thinking the same thing. What in the...

"Homosexuality is the bread and butter of this business. The climate of the public means that there is absolutely everything to be gained from having a lesbian CEO. I contacted PR already to put together a public announcement to cash in on it."

Elsa opened and closed her mouth a couple of times. Anna could hardly believe her ears. They were really okay with this? If anyone was going to be a dick, Anna would have been sure about it being Mr. Hargreaves. But he was okay with Elsa and her... more than okay? He wanted her to make a public announcement of it. Alright, that was a bit much, Anna felt. Poor Elsa wasn't ready for that quite yet.

"I think we'll have to discuss that more later," Anna butted in. Hargreaves looked over at her and she stared him down. Elsa was hers dammit, and he wasn't going to push her. He stared back for a minute, then looked away, properly shamed.

"Yes, well, now..." he muttered, then cleared his throat. "Now, about the texting during meetings..." He trailed off.

Crap. That's still a thing. But, fortunately, Bulda stood. She looked around the room and the board members all seemed to shrink as she stared them down.

"I believe we can all admit to some indiscretions during meetings. I know for a fact some of you are capable of sleeping with your eyes open. Not to mention certain allegations of inappropriate telephone behaviour." This she said directly to Mr. Hargreaves.

"We do all make mistakes," he muttered. Bluda nodded, satisfied.

"And I'm sure Ms. Arendelle has learned her lesson."

"Yes. I'm very sorry," Elsa said, hurriedly.

"Really sorry," Anna added, just to be sure. "Won't happen again."

There was another short, awkward silence before another member of the board stood up. "Since that matter is taken care of, the board would like to discuss the matter of the merger with Weselton. We feel that given recent events that it is no longer in Arendelle Corp's best interest to go through with the merger. It is our recommendation that you break of the negotiations immediately. We suggest including in our press release his... less than savoury attitude toward the LGBT population and wait until he's in such a ruin that we can buy his property outright."

Elsa and Anna were shocked into silence. It was over? That was it?

"That... uh..." Elsa coughed into her hand then tried again. "That sounds reasonable."

Anna put her face in her hands, forcing herself to breath normally. It was over.

Anna caught Elsa's hand as they walked into the office. The meeting was over and her head was spinning from all that had happened. Elsa's hand trembled against hers and she let Anna pull her into a hug with a grateful sigh.

"Well, we survived," Elsa said, resting her head on Anna's shoulder. "I think the boss will let us have the rest of the day off."

Anna chuckled. "That's nice of her."

"Let's get ready to go." Anna nodded in agreement.

There was something that was bugging her though, as she and Elsa cleared up their things, getting ready to head to Elsa's place. She hated herself for worrying about it, but she had to make sure.

"Elsa?" she called, setting down her laptop bag.

"What?" Elsa called back through the open door to her office.

"Did you really mean it?" She heard the click of Elsa's desk being locked and the leather chair rolling back.

"Mean what?" she asked.

"That... that you love me?" Anna bit her lip. There was a brief silence from the other room. Shit. Why did she ask that? "Only, you never actually said it to me before then and I was wondering if you really had wanted to say it like that, I mean, I know you really like me, I'm not questioning that it's just I don't want you to think I was expecting you to tell me you love me if you're still not ready to-"

There was a thump, a curse and Elsa appeared at the door, her eyes wide.

"Of course!" she said. "Of course I meant it!"

Anna's tongue seemed to stick to the roof of her mouth. "Really?" It came out as a squeak.

Elsa crossed the room in three quick strides and pulled Anna into a bone crushing hug. "I love you, Anna," she said. "I love you. I love you so much, my darling precious Anna."

Anna's eyes stung as she clung to Elsa and she felt that stupid lump return to her throat so she could not say 'I love you' back. It didn't matter. Elsa just repeated it, over and over, like a mantra. Like an apology for all the times she couldn't say it before. "I love you."

"Oh, you two are so cute!" Anna jolted. Her head bonked against Elsa's chin making her yelp. Bulda, who had entered the room unnoticed, shoved them together again. "Don't let me keep you two apart."

Elsa chuckled and pulled Anna back into her hug. Anna wasn't about to protest. Never, ever. "I just wanted to let you know I got a reply from Mr. Sorlig's attorney. They've offered a bargain to keep this out of courts."

Anna's first instinct was to tell Bulda to take his offer and shove it where the sun don't shine. Elsa squeezed her shoulder. "What sort of deal?" she asked, as if it weren't all that important.

Bulda grinned. "In exchange for not pressing charges, they will offer up Hans' shares in the company to Ms. Summers."

Anna gaped. "Isn't that bribery?"

"It's a settlement. Perfectly legal."

Elsa's voice was strangled. "That's... that's huge! The Sorlig interests are massive. With Anna having those..."

"Combined, you two will have the majority shares. It doesn't even matter what those fools think, though I'm glad to see they're being reasonable. You can vote yourself in as CEO!" She cackled at this. "And I settled the legal part of your bit, Elsie darling. He's hopping mad, but his lawyer knows there's squat that he can do. I'll leave you two for a while, and you can contact me with your decision once you've had some time to look over it. I'm sure you two want to get home for other... pressing business."

She marched off, leaving Anna feeling horribly hot around the ears. "What did she mean about your bit?" Elsa just buried her face in Anna's hair.

"Can we go home now?" she mumbled after some time. "I'll tell you once I'm under the covers and don't have to face another human being for the rest of the night."

They got as far as the parking lot. Elsa was holding Anna's hand as they walked through the building to the parking lot outside and Anna felt like she could have floated there. A few people stared, and Elsa didn't flinch. Helga the security guard had her mouth hanging open as they passed and Elsa waved at her. Anna wasn't sure anything could make the day more perfect than it was right at that moment.

But then Kristoff showed up.

He and Sven were running across the parking lot, waving their arms, Kristoff shouting both of their names. "Elsa!" They stopped and turned just outside of Elsa's car. Kristoff bowled into both of them, crushing them in a hug. "Thank you thank you thank you!" he shouted. Sven clapped his hands together, a delighted smile on his face.

"Whatdidido?" Anna spluttered, utterly bewildered. Kristoff released her.

"You heard already?" Elsa said, raising an eyebrow. "I was going to tell you myself tomorrow."

"Mum told us," he said. "She told us everything. You were, and I quote 'a boss ass bitch' today." He was grinning from ear to ear. Elsa sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Well, yes, I figured you deserved it."

"Deserved what?" Anna practically shouted.

"Our promotion! VP of financing!" Sven hit him. "And my new personal assistant!"

Anna's face lit with understanding. "You fired Hans?" she asked, looking at Elsa.

"More like demoted him," she mumbled.

"He's Sven's PA." Kristoff said, sounding as delighted as a little boy at Christmas.

Elsa was cut off from explaining further by an angry roar. They looked back toward the building to see Hans storming towards them. He wasn't the least bit hansom now.

"You think it's funny?" he shouted at Elsa, his face an interesting shade puce. "Making me Crispy Crunch's PA?"

Anna dropped Elsa's hand. He dared talk to Elsa like that? After what he pulled? She stepped forward and gave him a shove. "Firstly, it's Kristoff. Kristoff!" she snapped. "Secondly, you're not his PA. You're his PA's PA." She crossed his arm. It was amusing, watching his face contort into all those interesting shapes. All of his actor's mask was gone and he was downright ugly. Behind her she heard Elsa dialling her phone but she wasn't about to turn her back on Hans for one second to find out what she was up to.

"Oh, great, that's rich," he spat, "I might as well be his PA-" he gestured rudely at Kristoff "because Marcus doesn't even talk."

Anna stared at him, unable to believe she had ever once liked this man. "Who the fuck is Marcus?"

"What are you talking about?" Kristoff asked. "Sven never shuts up!"

Everyone looked at Sven but Elsa, who had stepped off a ways. Sven nodded, looking absolutely flabbergasted. I always felt he was very articulate when I hear him talk. Wait, have I ever heard him talk? Anna mused, but she was distracted again. Hans was ranting some more.

"And I'm supposed to go to sensitivity training! Because apparently my actions 'don't promote the inclusive environment that Arendelle Corp wishes to foster among its employees.' What a load of bullshit. My father is talking of disowning me because of you! I was going to run this damn company and now I'm reduced to getting coffee and typing up reports because you two are fucking whores-"

Kristoff stepped forward, balling his hand into a fist. Oh, no you don't- Anna thought stepping in his way. If anyone was going to punch this idiot it was going to be her or-

Anna was stopped short by a strong hand on her shoulder. She turned, intending to yell at Kristoff for holding her back, and was surprised to see Elsa. She gave a smile at Anna's angry expression, squeezed her shoulder reassuringly and stepped towards Hans.

She pulled back her arm, and punched him.

It was like it was going in slow motion. Her fist connected with the side of his jaw. There was a smack, and a crunch. His neck wrenched to the side, and he lost his balance. His arms pinwheeled and he fell, landing hard on the pavement.

He picked himself up, brushing off his expensive suit and wiping his rapidly swelling lip with the back of his hand. He looked back to Elsa, opening his mouth. Probably to spew some more bile. "No one's going to believe you. The cameras had a... momentary glitch." She wiggled the phone in her left hand. From the phone came muffled singing that sounded suspiciously like 'God Save the Queen.'

Anna smirked as Elsa crossed her arms, looking down her nose at him. "We'll be expecting you bright and early tomorrow morning for training for your new position," she said coolly. "Sensitivity training begins next week. Good day, Mr. Sorlig."

Hans's lip curled. He looked from Elsa to Kristoff to Sven, and finally, to Anna. He was met with stony faces, all silently daring him to try something.

His jaw clenched and he picked himself off the ground. Though he didn't quite run he did walk away very, very, quickly.

"God damn, that was sexy," Anna said. She resisted the urge to wolf whistle. Barely.

Elsa uncrossed her arms and flexed her right hand, wincing slightly. "I think I broke something," she said.

Kristoff laughed as Anna took Elsa's hand, showering it in kisses. "All better," she declared.

"Well, it's certainly more colourful," Elsa said, looking at the lipstick stains that covered her hand. Anna giggled then kissed Elsa's lips.

"I love you," she said.

"I love you too," Elsa replied and kissed Anna again. She was probably going to say that a lot, just to hear Elsa's sweet reply.

She thought she might have heard a gagging noise from Kristoff, but ignored it. "Home now?" she asked. Elsa nodded.

They waved to Kristoff and Sven and clambered into the car. Anna leaned back against the seat, tilting her head to watch Elsa as she started the car. She was smiling faintly as she adjusted the mirror and checked her blind spots. Her bangs were loose across her forehead, as adorable as the day Anna first met her.

Elsa noticed her looking. "What?" she asked, her mouth twisting up into a smile. Anna reached over and brushed the bangs from her eyes, feeling the soft strands between her fingers.

"I think I promised you dinner tonight," she said. Elsa reached up and grasped her hand, giving it a squeeze before she returned to pulling the car out of the drive.

"I dunno," Elsa said slowly. She looked sideways at Anna, the corner of her mouth turning up impishly. "I was thinking I'd like to eat in."

Anna bit her lip.

Yes!

The end.

Uhhhh... yeah. That's all folks.

*cough*totallyhaveepiloguehalfwritten*cough*

Uhhhh... I have no idea what to say. Really. I'll write up some sort of a big thank-you *cough*togowiththeepilogue*cough* because this whole thing has been seriously amazing.

Also, sorry I didn't tell you that the end was coming. The Great Demon Fluffziel kept bitching about how people were *already* shrieking about the end being nigh every time it walked by. Don't know why. huh.

Okay, 'Say Something' is totally playing in the background right now and it is not helping.

*hugs you all*

Keep shipping,

Capt. Elfy