Elsa unlocked her front door and pushed it open with a grunt, Anna following her. They had spent the entire day at the mall, only perusing the multitude of different game stores. Elsa was on a crusade to convert Anna to gaming, and while it had not yielded much success, she noticed some positive results. On the kitchen table was a note, written in her mother's elegant handwriting:

Gone to Aunt Jasmine's, will probably stay the night.

Take care, don't burn the place down, there's pizza money on the table.

Love, Mom xxx

Elsa smiled, and picked up the cash. "Fancy pizza tonight, Anna?"

"Sounds wonderful! Steak and bacon?"

"You got it. I'm gunna take a shower!"

"I'll come with, I need to get changed anyway!" Anna replied. The two traipsed upstairs, chatting idly.

"How did you come so many times?" Anna was saying, referring to Rachel and Elsa's epic night of sex.

Elsa laughed as she pulled off her shirt, exposing her large breasts. She turned on the shower to allow it to heat up, and removed her pants. Anna walked to her room to retrieve some clothes, picking out a pair of plain jeans and a tank top, and returned to the bathroom. She stripped out of her dirty clothes, pausing briefly to run her hands over her perky breasts.

"It's wonderful to hear about Rachel's mom, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it really is!" Elsa shouted over the noise of the shower. "I honestly can't believe it, she treated Rachel terribly and now look at her! She's walking her down the aisle!"

Anna sat back down on the floor, waiting for Elsa to finish with the shower, and lay on her back, stretching luxuriously. Elsa could see her sister playing with her breasts through the steamed glass.

"What are you doing, Anna?"

Anna stopped abruptly, her nipple firmly pinched between her fingers. "I actually don't know! It's just...kind of fun I guess!"

Elsa laughed. "Yes, it certainly is!" She pinched her own nipple between her fingers, relishing the odd mix of pleasure and pain that shot through her chest. She got out out of the shower, leaving it running for her sister, and reached for a towel. "All yours, Anna!"

"Thanks, sweetie!" Anna danced over to the shower, and landed a firm smack on Elsa's backside. The blonde yelped, and instantly drove her fingers into Anna's sides, tickling her mercilessly. Anna shrieked, and immediately took refuge in the shower.

Elsa dried herself off, as she and her sister mindlessly chatted about a great multitude of things; sex, parents, lovers, sex again.

Soon, Anna emerged, her lithe body glistening with water. She grabbed a towel and quickly rubbed herself down, before tossing it in the laundry hamper.

"That wasn't very thorough," Elsa observed.

"Eh, sometimes I like to air dry," Anna replied, giggling. She strode out of the bathroom, naked as the day she was born, hips swaying proudly, and into her bedroom. Elsa followed, still wrapped in a towel, only to be met with the sight of her sister sprawled on the sofa, flicking through TV channels lazily.

"Strange way to air dry," Elsa said sardonically.

"Hey, being naked is relaxing, Elsa. I'm relaxing right now. You should try it sometime!"

"I know its relaxing, me and Rachel do it all the time!" Elsa continued to stand, observing her sister with no shame.

"Sit down, Els!" Anna insisted. "C'mon, relax with me!"

Elsa complied, allowing the towel to drop, revealing her slender body. She plonked herself down next to her sister, and Anna snuggled into her shoulder, sighing contentedly.

"Is this weird for you, Elsa?" she asked.

"Weird? Not at all. Why do you ask?" She cringed at the obliviousness of her question.

Anna chuckled. "Because of what happened with us, silly! We did have sex!"

"That was educational!" Elsa protested. "I'm more worried about what your boyfriend would think, to be honest."

"Luke? He...I..."

"Anna?"

"We broke up," Anna said matter-of-factly.

"What?" Elsa jolted upright. "Why's this the first I'm hearing of this?"

"Because it wasn't a big deal, Els," Anna replied.

"Not a big deal? You guys have been dating for a year!"

"It really isn't," Anna said plainly. "We dated, we broke up, we remain friends. Simple as."

"Fine, but why?"

Anna looked away, biting her lip.

"Anna..."

"You really want to know?"

"Of course, Anna. Spill."

Anna took a deep breath. "Okay...we broke up...because of...what happened. Partly because of what happened!"

Elsa raised an eyebrow. "With...us? With me?"

Anna nodded.

"Fucking hell, Anna! Why didn't you say anything sooner?"

"It wasn't my fault!" Anna's voice was rising in pitch. "It wasn't his fault, either!"

"No, it wasn't," Elsa said, sinking back into the couch. "It was mine."

"No!" Anna insisted. "It was not your fault! I was telling the truth at the time when I said he didn't have a problem with it. He didn't, before it happened. He genuinely was thinking the best for me. But, I guess you can't overcome human nature. The first time I saw him afterwards, he asked me how it went, and I told him. He got this weird look in his eye, and ended the conversation there and then. Two days went past until I demanded what the fuck was going on with him, and he confessed that he wasn't dealing well with what happened."

"I'm so sorry, Anna, we should never have suggested it."

Anna shook her head. "It's okay, Elsie, really. He wasn't lying, he just misjudged his feelings on the matter, and it was too much for him. Can't blame him really." Anna slumped back, a sad pout on her face.

"Anna, I'm so, so sorry," Elsa said sincerely. She stretched out on the sofa, allowing Anna to rest herself against her, back to chest. She wrapped her arms around Anna's stomach, and reached up to cup a breast.

"Els?" Anna said, alarmed.

"Relax, Anna darling. Don't think, don't panic. I just want you to relax. And this is very relaxing, believe me."

The two girls lay there for at least half an hour, enjoying the feeling of their bodies pressed into each other. Elsa squeezed Anna's breast occasionally, but other than that they remained still.

Suddenly, Elsa reached over and retrieved a bottle of lotion from the drawer of the dresser.

She warmed a dollop of the lotion in her hands, before beginning to massage it into Anna's shoulders and upper chest.

Anna moaned softly, relaxing under Elsa's firm hands. The blonde worked her way down, and soon she was rubbing the lotion into Anna's firm breasts. They were soft and pliant under her hands, the nipples rubbing into her palms on every pass. To an outsider, this would look blatantly sexual, but Elsa felt no such inclinations towards her sister. She expressed these feelings to Anna.

"I see what you mean," Anna replied. "Nothing strange at all, really. It's just nice! I do commend you for not having any...uh...naughty feelings!"

Elsa smiled, pleased that Anna had returned to her usual chipper mood. "It is strange, indeed. The night we all made love, rest assured there were sexual feelings towards you. I didn't care that you were my sister, if anything, it made it all the more wonderful. But now that it's over, what we're doing is just...nice."

Anna smiled as Elsa worked her hands into her breasts. "I'm glad you think so! Now let's swap, let me do you!"

Elsa giggled hard at the double meaning, and Anna smacked her lightly on the arm. Elsa lay back into the cushions, and Anna straddled her, her breasts still glistening from the lotion. She generously applied the lotion to Elsa's larger breasts, and began to work. Elsa sighed as she felt Anna's hands work into her soft breasts, the lotion pleasantly cool. The smell filled her nostrils, and she felt totally and utterly relaxed.

"Do you think this would be something the three of us can do?" Anna asked. "Just hang out, in the buff, watching movies and eating pizza?"

"I don't see why not," Elsa replied, "though me and Rachel will end up having sex."

Anna's smile faded. "Oh, in that case maybe not. I wouldn't want to intrude on something so beautiful."

Elsa's heart melted, and she reached up to cup Anna's face. "Perhaps you're right, I wouldn't want anything to change between us, Anna darling. But you're more than welcome to hang with us, maybe even do what we're doing now!"

Anna's smile returned, as she continued to knead Elsa's firm breasts. "I would love that!"

Elsa was about to reply when she heard a phone ringing; her phone. "Could you answer that, Anna? You're closer, and I'm so relaxed and comfortable right now!"

Anna reached over to the bed and retrieved Elsa's phone, while still keeping a hand on her breast. "Recognise the number?" she asked, flashing the screen in Elsa's face.

Elsa squinted at the unknown number. "Hmm, no, I don't!"

Anna raised the phone to her ear. "Hello, Anna Arendelle speaking...who is this?"

Her face fell, and Elsa knew immediately something was wrong. "Yes, she's here," Anna said. She handed the phone to Elsa, who grabbed it out her hand. "Yes, hello?"

"Ms. Arendelle? This is Dr. Amanda Schwartz speaking. Do you know a Ms. Rachel Faulkner?"

"Yes, she's my fiancée!"

"I'm very sorry to say that she and her mother, Gretchen Faulkner, were involved in a road traffic collision earlier this evening. Both suffered severe trauma to over eighty-five percent of their bodies, and are currently undergoing extensive surgery. I suggest that you make your way to the hospital as soon as you can, Ms. Arendelle. I...I am very sorry."

Elsa dropped the phone, bouncing off her body on the way to the floor, but she didn't feel it. She stared at the wall, unthinking, almost in a stupor.

"Elsa, sweetheart, what happened?" Anna asked.

"It's Rachel." Elsa replied dumbly. "She was in a car accident."

Anna gasped and clapped a hand to her mouth. "What are you waiting for, Elsa! We have to go to the hospital now!"

Elsa jumped, as if Anna's words shocked her into motion. Whereas before she was numb, panic now began to course though her. She threw on a pair of jeans and grabbed a t-shirt, racing downstairs. Anna was right behind her, somehow succeeding in donning her clothes correctly. She opened the door for Elsa, and they both raced out to Anna's Chimaera. Elsa vaulted over the door and plonked into the passenger seat, realising she was still topless and holding a shirt. As Anna rocketed down the drive, she pulled the shirt over her head.

"Faster, Anna!"

Anna sped through the streets at three times the legal limit. They flew towards the hospital, and were almost there when a police car blared its siren behind them.

"Shit!" Anna swore, but she did not stop. She continued down the road and tore into the hospital car park and screeched to a halt. Elsa flung herself from the car and sprinted into the hospital, desperately trying to locate the main reception. Skidding to a halt in front of the alarmed clerk, she screamed Rachel's name at her, desperate.

"Hold on, hold on, young lady!" the receptionist babbled, frantically searching her computer. "Ah, yes, here we are. Ms. Rachel Faulkner. She was admitted two hours ago."

"Two hours?" Elsa screamed. "Why didn't anyone call me!"

"Young lady, please contain yourself!"

"Where's my fiancée?" she demanded.

"Still in surgery. You'll have to wait. Take a seat."

Elsa stormed off, and flung herself into an uncomfortable plastic seat, farthest away from the scowling receptionist. A few moments later, a furious Anna came barrelling in, brandishing a yellow piece of paper.

"Six hundred pounds!" she yelled. "Six hundred!"

"What now?" Elsa complained.

"Six fucking hundred! For a fucking speeding ticket! And, to top it all of, nine fucking points on my god damned licence! That fucking piece of filth didn't even care! Nope, no empathy, no letting me off, not even a fucking 'I'm sorry'! God!"

Anna sat in fuming silence, while Elsa stared dumbly at the shoes of another visitor.

"The fuck you looking at?" the man snarled.

"Oh, fuck off," Elsa snapped, moving to another part of the waiting room.

Anna followed and sat down next to her, laying her head on her shoulder. "I'm sorry, Els. I shouldn't have stormed in like that. It was...insensitive."

"It's fine, Anna. All I care about right now is Rachel and Gretchen."

They sat there in silence for the next three hours. Elsa's backside and lower back were in agony, but she didn't move. Finally, the swing doors opened and a young doctor strode out. "Elsa Arendelle," she called.

"Yes!" Elsa shrieked, leaping up, her back protesting.

The doctor approached, her eyes full of weariness. "I am glad you are here," she began, extending her hand. "I'm Dr. Schwartz, we spoke on the phone earlier. I was called in to assist with the - "

"Is my Rachel alive?" Elsa cut her off.

"She is," Schwartz replied, and Elsa felt a surge of relief coursing through her. "But -"

"But? But what?"

"But, I'm afraid, not long after she came in, she lapsed into a coma."

Elsa sank into her seat. "I don't believe it..."

Schwartz took a seat beside her. "It's not necessarily a bad thing, you have to understand. Think of it as the body's way to focus all of its resources on healing itself. That's what's happening right now. Normally, in trauma cases such as this, we can expect wakefulness in two to three weeks."

Elsa nodded, beginning to understand.

Schwartz continued, "I should mention that her leg was severely hurt in the accident. It was pinned beneath the dash when the cabin crumpled. The damage is extensive, the entire section below her knee was crushed, and it had lost blood flow for a long time. I am afraid it needs to be amputated."

"No!" Elsa screamed.

"Ms. Arendelle, we have no choice. There is virtually no chance of any reconstructive surgery; the leg is too badly damaged. With a prosthesis, and the aid of a physiotherapist, she can regain full use of her leg."

Elsa didn't want to hear any more. "Thank you doctor. Tell me the instant I can see her."

The doctor nodded, but continued to speak. "I...uh...her mother..." Her voice had lost all of its confidence, and Elsa knew something was terribly wrong.

"What about her?"

"The crash occurred because of a car impacting the driver's side door. Mrs. Faulkner caught the full impact; the car that struck them was travelling in excess of fifty miles per hour. I am afraid that..."

"Yes?" Elsa prompted desperately.

"She did not survive."

A/N: So yeah, a relatively short chapter this time, threw in some nice fluffy Elsanna goodness before Elsa's world comes crashing down!