In a small office, the married couple sat across from a therapist sitting behind a desk. The clock ticked in silence but for the subtle sound of sniffling and weeping.

She wasn't sure what was going on anymore. For the past few weeks… so many things had happened, and Anna was just left with confusion, anger, and depression, which left both of them unable to take care of their son. Or themselves. Olaf was with his great-grandparents, but Anna knew her Grandpapa and Grandmama didn't have the energy to do much, even if they'd gladly take care of Olaf for a few weeks. But this was the last thing she was worried about. She had so many things that she needed to salvage, and this… was what she had to cling onto as tightly as she could.

Her marriage… was falling apart.

And through the thickening silence, Anna had her head down, hands over her eyes. She was unable to look at either of them out of shame, weeping to herself.

Doctor Porter gazed between the two, a pencil and a notepad on her table. She was the calmest among them, and they both knew… she had to be the voice of reason. Anna didn't want to do this - didn't want to see a therapist or a marriage counselor. This… all could have been resolved at home, but her wife was stubborn so they had no choice. Elsa didn't want to do this as well… going straight to divorce weeks after her affair. But they promised… if counseling wasn't going to work, Anna would agree to divorce. Anna couldn't hold her down, and she could only do so for so long.

Dr. Porter was not a bad doctor. She listened, gave advice… but it was advice that they weren't sure how to take, or could take. But at least, she was trying to help… and yet, Elsa wasn't being at all helpful to Anna.

Elsa… hadn't said a word. Why? How? How could this happen? How could such a sweet, beautiful girl turn into such a cold, bitter person? Anna wondered if she really had a heart… had really cared for her in the past.

"Elsa, do you really want this?" the doctor asked. "Have you really fallen out of love? Sometimes, people think that for certain that they have fallen out of love, but… rather than divorce, why not try taking a vacation together? Just the two of you?"

Anna reluctantly pushed herself back up and turned to her. Glared at her, almost pleading through her eyes to make this stop. An answer. I just need a goddamn answer.

Elsa shook her head. "I know what's best for me. What's best for both of us. I thought we were the perfect match too… but I need to stop kidding myself."

"Tell me, why do you think that? What made you realize this marriage wasn't the perfect love story for you?"

The blonde didn't answer for a moment. She glimpsed at Anna… then to the ground, and sighed. The disappointment in her eyes showed completely. "Every day, I come home… I see my wife and my son having the time of their lives. We were so happy. I wanted it all, I had it all… but it was all so… dull."

"Dull in what way?"

"It almost felt like an out-of-body experience. Wake up, go to work, take care of our son… and sleep. The cycle continues. I felt like a robot… and one day, I just ran out of love."

Doctor Porter shifted in her seat, turning to Anna. "Anna, have you ever felt this way?"

The redhead merely shook her head, still gazing at her wife. Tears continued to fall… and all hope to mend this marriage was gone when she knew Elsa just couldn't look at her the same way. Or at all. "Elsa… Elsa, I-I can do better." She chuckled bitterly, hand reaching to her wife… but she only stopped when Elsa just flinched. Anna stared at the hands clasped tightly together, her heart shattering piece by piece… and she realized, Elsa didn't want to touch such a disgusting person. Confusion continued to swirl in Anna's mind, and all she could do was blame herself. What… what have I done that made her disgusted of me…? "D-Do you want a vacation with just us? W-We can go to Norway for a month. Just the two of us. We can have a ton of f-fun -"

Elsa closed her eyes. "Anna -"

"You want adventures? W-We'll go camping. Hiking. Even through the mountains -"

"Stop it, Anna."

"Sex? I'll try harder. I-I know I haven't been enthusiastic a-about it lately, but I'll give you whatever you want… I'll love you more -"

"Enough!"

Anna immediately got on her knees… hands clasped together, and the ring that she had worn throughout their marriage… just looked so dull all of the sudden. Her cries were loud… but nobody seemed to be hearing it. She didn't care… she didn't need to care for herself as long as she got Elsa back. She needed her in her life, and if that meant she had to be on her knees to bring her back, begging… then so be it. "Elsa, please! I-I don't care about Hans… I don't care what you did… I-I forgive you. Just…" What am I doing…? "W-What about Olaf…? He needs his mother -"

"Olaf will be with me."

"O-Okay, sure… sure." No… don't give up. Anna shook her head. This wasn't it. As long as Anna still had this ring on her finger, she wasn't about to give up. Wasn't about to let Elsa take custody of Olaf just because. "No, y-you can't do this to us, Elsa… I'm begging you. I will treat you better… What would your parents say…?"

Elsa twitched, and just as Anna had said those words, cold blue eyes finally gazed at her. And not only did they not soften, but it was filled with bitterness. Regret. But for who? For what? Anna didn't want to find out. "Anna… my parents are gone."

That's right. After Olaf was born… everything had just gone downhill from there. There was never a day where Elsa did not forget what happened. Gifting them those tickets was the biggest mistake Elsa had ever made. And Anna never should have brought them back up.

"Please…" She shook her head. "Whatever I did… I'm sorry. I-I just… I need you -"

Elsa let out a disappointing scoff, turning away. Anna didn't mind it. She didn't care how Elsa looked at her… how she felt about her. Anna just wanted to keep this family together, and there wasn't a thing that Anna was not willing to do. Except… everything was going wrong, so wrong.

Realizing… Elsa wasn't going to change her mind, Anna felt at loss. She stared in horror… in regret, at the woman she loved. The person that used to smile for her, laughed for her, loved her… was gone, and Anna was left with was someone who fell out of love for her.

She shook her head in disbelief, unable to look at Elsa anymore. Unable to beg more… "Why…? What happened to you…?"

That week they stuck to the plan of letting Olaf have all the fun he deserved. Two movies, playing in the park, shopping, and an hour-long lunch later, Olaf was well exhausted from all the entertainment.

In fact, Anna was planning to spend time with Olaf anyway even if Meg hadn't suggested it since he was going to go back home the next day. Not that it would be an awfully sad goodbye, but… when was Anna going to take the time to spoil her kid? Sure, it wasn't anything big, like going to Disneyland - and, hopefully, one day they would be able to - but Olaf seemed equally grateful. And while there was an added member to the mother and son duo tagging along… well, it didn't seem like Olaf was opposed to it either. Meg was trying her very hardest to be a delight, and Anna could clearly see it.

Conflicting emotions enveloped Anna through the course of the week, but in the end, Anna was grateful for her.

He was getting used to it. Or Anna thought he was.

By evening, after a morning and afternoon full of fun, everyone was exhausted. Meg had gotten groceries for dinner, and Anna was carrying her sleeping son on her back.

"Need help?" Meg whispered, putting the bags down, and Anna simply shook her head. They were careful with their voices to make sure Olaf wasn't going to stir awake. He deserved this, at least.

"I'll let him sleep a bit before I wake him. I'm starving."

The brunette chuckled, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "You must be. The kid was hyper. No wonder he passed out so quickly."

"Mmm…" Olaf scrunched his eyebrows, his body wriggling against Anna's back.

"Okay, make dinner. I'll get him to bed."

"Sure."

Alone with Olaf, she turned on the hallway lights and the guest bedroom which, right now, was filled with Olaf's clothes and a new set of sheets. The moment she moved into her apartment a year back she realized there would be times when Olaf would have to spend the night here, considering Elsa could be too busy sometimes. She didn't think about the money when she got Thomas the Train Engine bedsheets, nor when she got some new set of pajamas and undergarments. It was okay to spend extra on such a good kid for a while, as much as Anna wished to save more to get a better apartment soon.

Anna put Olaf down on his bed, leaned in and kissed his forehead. "Love you, sweetheart."

"Hnn…"

Satisfied with the reply, Anna decided to leave the lights on in the room, her body stretching as she got out to the kitchen. He's gonna have to wake up by the time dinner starts.

Her arms quickly fell around Meg's waist, though she knew the brunette couldn't be bothered right now as she was cooking and putting groceries in the fridge… oh, who cares. I miss our alone time. "Hi, baby…" she whispered, fingers gently caressing the side of Meg's slender neck. The tremble in response was exactly what Anna needed to move on, and so… she leaned in once more, lips breathing against Meg's ear.

"Anna…"

"Mm?"

She sighed, head tilting the other way. "As much as I enjoy this… I have dinner to make."

"Mm…" I don't care. Anna decided to be a little messier, her hands grasping the woman's waist from the back, her lips closing in the shell of her ear. "Olaf's sleeping…"

"Yeah, well, he's not going to be sleeping for long. Remember last time?"

She raised her eyebrows. That got her to pull away with a pout, and all Meg could do was show her an apologetic expression. "I had hoped you'd forget about it."

The woman laughed as she grabbed a saucepan out of the cabinet. "Oh, it's all imprinted deep in my memories. So, had fun today?"

"Yeah, sure -" She opened the fridge, grabbing a can of beer. "Sometimes, I just forget how hyper Olaf can be."

Meg scoffed. "Got that from you, apparently."

"Apparently." She rolled her eyes, a huge gulp of the beverage sliding down her throat. "Did you have fun?"

"Getting to know the kid? Of course." She paused, getting all the vegetables out of the bag, and even Anna knew this pause… should not be this uncomfortable. She perked an eyebrow up when Meg sighed, both hands resting on the edge of the counter.

"Ookay… what's wrong now?" Anna questioned.

"So… you know, if you don't mind, can you call Elsa for me?"

What? For what? Anna blinked, taking a step back to lean against the kitchen counter. "Uh, why?"

Meg glanced at her with uncertainty, and as she sighed Anna's head began to swim even more. Meg would never ask Anna to call her… and, if anything, Meg would be the one to call, but now… it just seemed too awkward. "Don't take this the wrong way, Anna… I just… I want to spend more time with you and Olaf."

Sure, but… "Okay? We… we can. We have plenty of time to -"

"Summer vacation to Hawaii sounds nice, doesn't it?"

Odd. This is so very odd. Anna nearly backed away, tilting her head. She didn't quite understand, and seeing how somber Meg's expression was… this simple request could not have been just to take them to a summer vacation. And if anything… it would mean Elsa would be out of the picture -

And only after a few moments… she was able to piece everything together. Meg seemed to make it sound like Anna didn't know what was on her mind but… Anna scoffed in disbelief, hands in her hair. "God damn it, Meg… we… we are not at that point yet!" she yelled. "We aren't a family yet."

The brunette immediately pinched the bridge of her nose. "Fuck, I knew you were going to take this the wrong way…"

"Well, how else am I supposed to fucking take this?! Elsa is still and always will be his mother, Meg!"

"I know. Anna, look," she wrapped her arms around Anna, "I didn't mean it that way… and maybe, sure, I want us to be a family one day - no, stop turning around and just listen to me - but right now… with us being together, you know, Olaf still isn't used to it. So I've been thinking about this, and I thought more time spent with him would get him to be warmer with me. Us."

Anna honestly didn't know how to respond. She was still trying to recover from her divorce and now Meg was suggesting this? It wasn't… a bad idea, but it just left a bad taste in her mouth the way she worded things. In any case, freaking out like that would not do either of them any good, and even Meg knew her suggestion might be misunderstood. But, honestly, was it a misunderstanding?

She stood there, gawking at Meg. If she had that apologetic expression on her, then…

She means well, Anna… you know that. Sighing, she pinched the bridge of her nose "Yeah… I'll ask tomorrow."

"He's coming back home, right?"

"Yep."

"Okay, look… I don't want to push you into doing this." Meg sighed. "I know it's probably unreasonable -"

"Meg, it's not, okay?" Anna pulled away. I need to stop lying to myself. "It's fine. What you said… I understand. Besides, it's probably best if he does get to know you a bit better."

For a moment, it seemed like Meg didn't quite believe her. The pause between them felt odd, and Anna could feel how tense everything was. Before Anna could even say anything else, Meg furrowed her brows. "Don't say things you don't mean, Anna. I know when you're lying, and… you know, it's fine if you don't want to do this. I'll be happy to get to know him through school. I think I've learned enough about him that way, anyway."

No, that's not it. It's just… the family part… I'm not ready for that yet. Anna didn't have the guts to say it. This wasn't a situation where Anna could force a smile, but… she didn't want to make Meg feel bad about it. It was odd. She was supposed to take care of herself more than other people, yet… she couldn't stop putting people above herself. It was uncontrollable. "It's fine, Meg. I'll talk to Elsa, I'll tell her tomorrow, alright?"

No matter how hard it was to talk to Elsa on the phone, Anna knew she had to do it. Monday was going to be a half-day for the students, and Anna had to get off work early to take Olaf back home. It was nearing eleven o'clock, yet… she still hadn't texted Elsa. And the last time they had even talked was two days ago… and that conversation just ended too abruptly for Anna's liking.

She hummed, staring at her phone, twirling her seat around.

The office, surprisingly, was quiet today. So quiet that Kristoff poked his head into her cubicle in curiosity… which, usually he would not do. He raised his eyebrow, but Anna was too preoccupied with staring blankly at the phone to even realize he was there.

She wasn't sure what she should do. A part of her knew Olaf had to get used to Anna being with Meg… but another part realized… maybe they were going too fast. I know she doesn't want a family yet. Why am I still so worried? She rubbed her fingers on the bridge of her nose in exhaustion.

Elsa… had nothing to do with this, so she shouldn't even be this worried and afraid to call her.

"What are you brooding about?"

Anna jolted from her seat, turning to his deep voice. "Oh, Jesus Christ, Kristoff…" She placed a hand on her chest. Every time, he just has to scare me like that…

He chuckled, knowing every other week this would happen. "Need to talk to Elsa again?"

And of course, he knows. What didn't he know anyway? They barely hung out now as Anna spent most of her time with Meg, but still… Kristoff had been such a great friend that every little detail of Anna's life he had taken to heart and mind.

"Yeah." She sighed, placing her phone on her desk. "Gotta… talk to her about Meg and Olaf."

"Ooh… okay, don't tell me," he placed two fingers against his forehead, concentrating… as if he was trying to get into Anna's mind, "so… basically, because you're with Meg, you want Elsa's permission to take Olaf in for a little while so that Olaf can spend more time with both of you, and at this point, Olaf can get to know her a bit better?"

Uhh… Anna was speechless. "Are you sure you're not married?"

He smirked. "Yes! I take that as a compliment. And I'm trying, okay? Tinder hasn't been the best these past few days."

"Well, someone's gotta put a ring on you eventually. It's impossible for such a handsome guy to stay single this long."

He wiggled his eyebrows. "Oh my, Miss Arendelle, are you flirting with me? I don't think Elsa or Meg would particularly enjoy that."

Anna rolled her eyes. "You are being so helpful."

"I'm just getting there. Anyway, I suppose… you're nervous about calling your ex-wife again."

She shrugged. "Would texting her be better?"

"What are you, in high school? C'mon," he nudged her arm, "she won't bite." That's another thing, she can bite if she wants to.

"I don't know, Kristoff."

He scoffed, winking at her. "If I had a dollar for every time you say that I'd be rich already. When has anything ever stopped you?" That's true. But this was different. The thing was… Olaf would be sharing his life with someone new, someone that Anna loved and could be healthy being with. Oddly, Elsa had been very accepting, and sure, Anna was grateful about her acceptance. Everything was just… different now.

Anna sighed, taking the phone in her hand, and scrolled through her list of 'important contacts' to Elsa. There was a short moment of adrenaline coursing through her, and her mind started spitting out all the things she wanted to say… yet, she just wasn't sure how to put all that in coherent words.

With Kristoff looking at her - still, not being the voice of encouragement yet - she swiped right to call… and a short dial tone sounded.

While she waited, she stared at Kristoff, who rewarded her with two thumbs up. "You. Got. This."

Anna shook her head. "You're an idiot."

"Encouraging, at least."

Just in time, Elsa picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"O-Oh, hey, Elsa." She placed a finger against her lips to shush Kristoff, who immediately pretended to zip her mouth shut. "How… how are you doing?"

"I'm good. I'm in my office. I heard it's a half day for Olaf today?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna go pick him up in an hour or so. Uh, I just wanted to ask you… do you mind if… I take Olaf in again. Uh, let's say, next week?"

"Next week? Why?"

Anna groaned. "God, I knew you would have a problem with it, never mind -"

"No, please. I'm just curious. You may, by the way."

She scratched her head. "Well, um… Meg suggested that Olaf should get to know her a bit better. I thought it was a great idea too, knowing that Olaf doesn't really seem to be comfortable with us… you know. Anyway, she wanted us to spend a bit more time together, and… make sure he's used to her presence. I knew I had to ask for your permission, so I had to call."

"You sound nervous." Elsa chuckled from the other end. It was a light one, but Anna could sense the playfulness in her.

"Ugh, c'mon, who wouldn't be? So? You're not opposed?"

"No, I'm not."

"That's a relief… thank you so much, I owe you."

"Oh, well if you're looking to do a favor, after you pick Olaf up… do you mind just dropping him in the living room?"

Anna quirked her eyebrow up. "Um… you don't want to come and get him?"

Elsa sighed in exhaustion. "I've been so behind with work lately, Anna. I've been in my office all day."

"Did you eat?"

"I did. Don't worry, I left snacks. I'll tend to him when you leave."

What an odd request. "Well… sure. I'll… I'll leave him there. Anyway, I'll talk to you later?"

"Sure, Anna."

She hung up and turned to her friend with a sigh.

"See? I told you it's not so bad."

"Yeah, but…" She threw her phone on the table, leaning back against her chair. "Talking to her has been weird these past few days. I don't know, maybe it's just me."

He chuckled. "Well, maybe it is you. I mean, look at you. You got a new girlfriend. That's a change, isn't it?"

Anna breathed out, unable to answer him… eyes stuck to her phone. Really, if this was the change she was getting… she didn't want it.

"Alright, Olaf, you got all your stuff?" Anna slammed the car door shut after Olaf got out with his backpack and his teddy in his arms.

"Yep!"

"Just trying to make sure you don't lose anything, that's all." She held his hand, walking over to the front entrance of the house. As always, she looked into the window through the small space where the curtains would give her a clear view of the living room. The lights were on. She looked up to the second floor, and just a faint hint of light shined through the window as well.

Elsa must be working in the office.

Knowing that, she fumbled for her keys and unlocked the door, letting Olaf in. It was unusual that Elsa wasn't coming down to greet them, but… she said she was going to be busy with work so…

"Alright, go on, give Mama a kiss." She bent down, letting her son hug her tightly and kiss her on both cheeks. "Elsa?! Elsa, Olaf's home!"

The office door opened just slightly, only revealing the ceiling light. Elsa was nowhere in sight. "I'll be right there! Thank you, Anna, you can go!"

"Is there anything else you need?!"

Olaf giggled at the constant screaming back and forth, while shedding his jacket and his backpack on the couch. Anna couldn't help but smile at how eager Olaf seemed to be finally at home.

"No, no, thank you, Anna. I'll talk to you later!"

Anna huffed, grumbling, "I mean… she could at least come talk to me face to face right now, but…" She turned to Olaf. "Olaf, take care of Mom, okay?"

"Mhm!" Olaf looked up to the office. "Mooommm, can you come down and say byeeee?!"

"Sweetheart, I have a lot of work to do!"

He frowned. "But Mom, Mama is here!"

"I know, honey, Mama and I will talk later, okay?!"

Anna wasn't sure what was getting into Olaf, as he was already feeling a bit agitated - which, Anna didn't want him to be feeling over such a small thing. She stepped inside for a bit, running her fingers through his hair. His little pout and his crossed brows were always cute, but she didn't want that on his face all the time. "It's okay, honey. Mom is busy, and you know how she is when she concentrates."

"Hmph." Olaf immediately turned, stomping to the dining table for his snacks. Ah, mad and still interested in snacks? Typical.

Anna sighed, placing her hands on her hip. Well, what can you do? "Okay, Olaf, Mama is off, now. I'm gonna miss you."

Bye, Mama..."

"Bye, sweetheart, I love you."

With the door closed and Olaf safely back home, she had some time to spend. Meg was still in school for a teacher conference, and surely she would have homework tonight, so Anna wasn't going to be able to spend it with her. She sat in her car, driving around the neighborhood for a moment, and she decided… well, she might as well go back to work. It wasn't like she could take an official leave for the day and she didn't have anything else to do.

Kristoff was probably still at work, and lunch was still going on. Weselton wouldn't be opposed at all.

For the half hour that she had driven to get to work, everything was… peaceful, to say the least. Even in the office, as she sat down, looking over to the side to see Kristoff stuffing his face with lunch - practically ignoring her, as well - she realized how boring her life must have been. Or perhaps, she shouldn't say that her life was boring. Work was just extraordinarily boring.

All she had ever done was file papers, do paperwork, write reports - which, many weren't really deemed great - and that was all. She huffed out a breath, gazing up at the ceiling, and that seemed to have caught Kristoff's attention.

"Whah?" he questioned, with his stupid looking eyes staring at her, cheeks stuffed with Chinese food.

Anna looked at him in disgust. "Are you a monkey?"

He swallowed. "Well, biologically speaking -"

"Nope, I don't want to hear it." She quickly turned her attention to work.

"You asked." He chuckled, nudging Anna's arm with his elbow. "So? Did it go well?"

"It just went." She turned on her monitor, pulling up some more files. This was going to be a taxing day, but she was willing to do it. "Just… whatever," she said, looking over some paperwork, "it's not the first time Elsa has been busy."

"Ah, making excuses now, are we?"

"Mind your own business, you dork." Anna chuckled. Just in time, her phone vibrated with a text from Meg: "I miss you. This conference is boring. Take me in plz!"

Anna smirked. She shouldn't be texting but… nobody cared in this area. "Be a good girl, conferences are important."

"You say that, and I already know you don't even listen to the people talking during your meetings :P"

"Yea, and we shouldn't even be texting either so there's that."

"Well, I hope you got Olaf home safe. At work?"

"Yup, as per usual."

"Sucks. I'd come over tonight, but the principal's assigned us some work."

"Nah, just focus on that. I'll heat up the leftovers from yesterday."

"Good, and do your laundry. I'll have to remind u."

Who is she? My mom? Anna chuckled to herself. "I'll talk to u later, sweetheart."

"Luv u, baby. 3"

She smiled to herself. This was going to be her driving energy to continue working. So for about an hour, that was all she had been doing - working, less talking. Kristoff was doing the same, and everything was the way it should be.

It was lovely, honestly. Boring, but… if nothing was happening, nothing was happening, and it was all Anna needed to be in peace. But she preferred this. When they had broken up… Anna couldn't even concentrate or distract herself from the thought of their failed marriage. It took some time to get used to, to endure the pain… and she realized, this was their choice, and any type of fixing and cure would not mend them back together.

Work… was a hassle, and anyone would not have worked if they had the choice and the money, and Anna didn't have either. But instead of treating this as just 'work', this was her distraction for the few months that she was alone.

Kristoff was someone that had helped her cope with everything, and honestly, it was the best thing that had happened to her during those hard times. Throughout all the confusion and anger, Kristoff… and Meg had been her ears that she would talk to and they would listen.

As she gave herself a little break, stretching her stiff body after being in front of the computer for so long, she glanced at her vibrating phone. Elsa was calling. She frowned… And she's had called me thirteen times… and I didn't notice?

Anna immediately got up, hand in her phone.

Kristoff perked his head up. "Something wrong?"

Anna merely glared at the screen, shaking her head, and she headed to the bathroom. "Hello?"

For a moment, there wasn't a single answer. In the background, she heard fumbling, but Anna could not make it out what it was. And then…

"Oh God, Anna… A-Anna…" Sniffling. Weeping. Frantic weeping.

The redhead froze, hand against her forehead. Her feet began pacing back and forth slowly, losing their patience. If there was anything that she knew about Elsa, was that she would not be so easily shaken up to stutter like that. Her chest began to hurt. "H-Hey, Elsa? Elsa, are you crying?"

"Anna, please! Come home right now!"

What? Anna didn't understand. "W-What do you mean, come home? What's going on?"

"Baby… Where's my baby…?"

Anna's heart dropped, her eyes widened. Her mind… seemed to have frozen, and all she could see was her son's bright smile fading. Confusion surrounded her, and Anna started pacing, her hand running through her hair. Perhaps… this was a prank? But Elsa was never big on joking around. This is… This is fucked. "What are you talking about…? Elsa, what is happening?"

"Anna, I have been calling you for so long! Where the hell have you been?!"

"I-I'm at work - T-That doesn't matter right now. What the hell are you talking about? Baby?"

"Oh God…" More weeping, and this time, Elsa cried louder. Anna was beginning to grow impatient, her fingers tightening so much on her phone, she could crack the screen. "Olaf… Olaf… H-He's not home, Anna!"

She squinted, gazing down on the floor. "What…? What do you mean, he's not home? I saw him in the kitchen an hour before!"

"I-I don't know, I heard him in the kitchen… I came down… I checked everywhere, Anna!"

Fuck, fuck, fuck. "Are you sure? Alright, I'm coming."

"Anna, come home right now! Our… Our son…"

"Elsa, calm down -"

"No, I can't fucking calm down! Anna… Olaf… our baby boy, he's missing."

Anna got home as fast as she could, even going way past the speed limit when she could. She didn't understand what the hell was going on. Her whole body had grown numb from all the trembling. Her mind… completely buzzing with the one word 'missing'. She couldn't even cry. She had to be rational right now… think clearly, think of where he might have been.

She got out of work just as she got the phone call and called the police. She knew she shouldn't be calling people and driving at the same time, but for fuck's sake, her son was missing. On the way, she tried her best to remain calm - minimizing as much stuttering as she could, controlling her frustration when the operators continued to repeat questions over and over again. What was so hard to understand? And just before Anna had arrived at the block, everything was finally settled.

Her car immediately screeched to the stop in the front of the house. Hands began to fumbled clumsily for the keys, and as she was about to unlock the door, it flung open.

"What the -"

"Oh God, Anna!"

Arms quickly wrapped around her shoulders, and Anna just couldn't deny Olaf's mother a comforting hug. Even now, the weeping continued. She hadn't felt Elsa tremble this much… hadn't even felt her body against hers for so long, and it felt so odd now to feel her heaviness on her. "Shh… I've got you, I've got you… Don't worry… he must not have gone far." She squeezed her tightly in her arms, head pressed against the nook of her neck. Don't cry… don't cry. "I'm here, I'm here…"

"I don't know what's going on… Please! Please, my baby… where is he…?"

"Elsa…" She leaned in closer, shutting her eyes. Now was not the time to really brood over their past. "Calm down, we need to be level-headed for this."

"A-Anna, I checked everywhere. Oh god… what's going to happen to him…?"

"Okay, okay… I'll find him, nothing is going to happen to him. I promise. Look at me -" She pulled the woman away from the hug… and silence fell upon her. Eyes stared. Her expression frozen… her arms frozen. Her heart? Her heart completely shattered, and for once, she wanted this to be a nightmare.

All this time of trying to keep this family together, Anna had hope. She had hoped their son would mend his two mothers back together. She had hoped Elsa would eventually come to the realization that this - being together - was possibly the best thing they'd ever had. It was the best thing she had. And she had hoped… this man that had intruded into their lives - especially, Elsa's life - would go away in peace.

But what was she staring at right now? They looked at each other, eyes brimmed with tears. Immediately… it was Elsa who had to look away to the ground first in shame.

At the moment, for a second, she thought her ex-wife was someone else. Where was her… flawless, pale, beautiful skin? Where were those ocean blue eyes that would always sweep Anna away? Where was that charismatic and sexy smile she would put on for Anna?

No… No, this was her wife. And her wife was openly showing her weakness right now.

She blinked. Once. Twice. Her mouth opened, but no words could escape. She frowned, tilting her head.

For once… she didn't want to take in the sight of her, but she had to. This was her lover. This was someone she was proud to show others… someone who, in their marriage, deemed Anna more beautiful than she was.

Her once precious silky skin… was covered in swollen bruises. Her blue eyes were surrounded by dark hurt wounds… and those kissable, luscious lips that Anna had once tasted… were bloody crimson.

Crystal tears holding in her regret slowly trailed down Anna's pink cheeks. She covered her mouth in horror, stumbling back… and she shook her head. Is that… Is that her?

"Elsa…?"

Elsa shook her head. Anna knew… her appearance didn't matter anymore. The blonde had gotten on her knees on the ground, hands gripping onto Anna's legs. Is this a nightmare…? I want to wake up. She never thought a day would pass by that Elsa would be on her knees, despite the humiliation… the desperation. "Please… find my baby… Anna, I beg you…"

"What…" Anna couldn't even look down. Couldn't say anything. Words could not describe how she was feeling… how furious she was, and that fury couldn't even form on her shocked face. Still, she had no clue this was happening… she had no clue Elsa was like this. How? How did it get like this? She didn't want to imagine, but she knew… exactly who had done this. "Who did this to you…?" she still asked.

But with Elsa gripping onto her leg like a child… right now, she had to take priority, and her priority was to find her son. She would worry about her wounds later.

Wiping her tears away, Anna looked down, grabbed Elsa's hand to soothe her. "I'm… I'm gonna look around… drive around. Elsa, you just… you stay here."

The blonde sniffled, nodding. "His bag… His bag is here but -"

"Okay, um… go make some calls. See if anybody has seen him. I… I'll look for him."

"I'm scared! Anna… Anna, I-I called Hans… that bastard… h-he didn't answer. I called him several times -"

Anna's body immediately tensed at the thought of that… son of a bitch fucking up their lives. No… remain calm, don't assume... Gathering her courage, Anna bent down to face Elsa at the same level. Eye to eye. Anna wanted to throw up so badly with how heavy her chest felt. Gently… carefully, she let her fingers caress Elsa's cheek. "We're going to be okay… we'll find him, alright? I'll inform the cops about that piece of shit."

The woman shut her eyes, grabbing Anna's hand. "What if he -"

"No… don't open the door. Ever. I will call you as soon as I find our baby." The anger inside her… just didn't want to escape at all. "We'll be okay. We will."

a/n: and now gears are switching again! what does everyone think about meg? elsa? ... olaf, especially?