a/n: y~yeah i cant control myself. hopefully there'll be more chapters :D and hopefully, you'll enjoy (and not be confused) by the first chapter!

"Momma, are we there yet, are we there yet?" Olaf urged, gently kicking against the back of his mother's driver's seat. The redhead let out a little smile, her hand coming up to fix the rear-view mirror. Through the reflection, Olaf's brightening grin was shown. She had never seen her son so happy - especially when things weren't exactly the way it used to be. Times were difficult.

This was refreshing.

"We'll be there in a minute, honey. How was school today?" She continued driving them slowly through the empty street. The neighborhood had always been quite bare but she didn't think it'd be this empty. Unlike the more crowded areas in the city, quietness was great here.

"Um…" Olaf jumped back up from his seat, his eyebrows scrunched in contemplation. "Oh! We learned about Christopher Columbus! Did you know he was the first person to discover America?"

Anna almost laughed. "No, I did not. That's incredible, Olaf. You learned quite a lot." Wait until you get to high school, kid.

"Yeah! And we made little drawings of him, but I can't show you now because we haven't finished. Ms. Johnson also allowed us to nap more..."

While she drove around the corner of the street, Olaf continued to talk about his day in his first-grade class. Not that Anna didn't want to hear it… but she had been dreading to meet… with a special someone, that she could barely concentrate. Her grip tightened on the steering wheel, her eyes making a quick glance at the ring on her finger, the little diamond shining through the sunny day.

It'd been a couple months since… that happened. But even after a couple of months, Anna still felt as if she had lost something she wasn't supposed to. Oh well. Was there even anything she could do? To voice herself just so there was a solution?

No… what had happened, happened - and there was just no solution.

"Momma, momma, she's here!"

Anna blinked, looking up front to her right to see a blonde leaning against her opened doorway, her arms crossed together. Elsa. The smile Anna noticed on Elsa's face was so wonderful and soft, and Anna could never get that out of her sight. She had thought the blonde would stay in the house but…

Well, the house looked exactly how it was when they still lived together.

Taking a deep courageous breath, Anna stepped on the brake and unlocked the doors. "Alright, sweetie." Olaf was already running to her mother's arms with his overly large backpack hanging around his shoulders.

"Mom!" He opened his arms to Elsa.

"Oh, how's my beautiful boy? How was school?" She laughed, getting down to her knees for a hug and kisses.

Anna couldn't help but just stare and smile at the wonderful sight once she got out too.

Olaf giggled, his feet bouncing up and down. "Mom, I learned a lot of things today! Ms. Johnson taught us history!"

Elsa raised her eyebrows in pretend surprise. "Oh? Well, I'm glad you enjoyed school today. Talked to any friends?"

"Mhm." He nodded. "Her name's Katherine, but kids call her Kat cuz she like cats."

She tilted her head, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. "Not… a girlfriend right?"

Slam. The two turned their attention to Anna, her eyes glowing with happiness as she neared them. "Kat's a friend, isn't she?" She ruffled Olaf's black hair.

"Y-Yeah!" the kid exclaimed. "Remember? You said no girlfriends until… I'm an old man?"

"No girlfriend until you're older, indeed."

"Oh, yeah, that."

Elsa sighed. "I'm glad you had fun, baby. Alright, now go on, there are snacks waiting for you in the kitchen."

He stuck his tongue out in pretend disgust. "Mom, not raisins again."

"No raisins. Carrots and pretzels."

Immediately, Olaf quickly ran inside to the house, kicking his shoes off. Carrots had always been his favorite snacks, so both Anna and Elsa never had to worry about nutrition.

The two watched the little man sing himself a little song as he grabbed himself a couple of baby carrots and a few pretzels before bringing himself to the couch for his evening cartoons. For a first grader, Olaf was quite an active one. Always wanting to go to school, always the first to wake up without her mother calling for him. Anna hoped it'd stay this way. Oh, and she could just watch him all day if that was possible.

She heard a sigh coming from Elsa as she pushed herself up to stand.

"He seems to be having a good day." Elsa grinned with all the love she had, her arms around her middle.

Anna scratched the back of her neck, chuckling nervously. "Well, when is he ever not having a good day?"

"Good point." Elsa shuffled her foot on the ground. "How… was your day?"

"Busy. I've been uh… hassled by my boss for quite a bit today. You?"

"Quiet."

The silence between them was just… overbearing. Anna still had a lot of questions to ask her… still had this confusion and anger grasping around her heart… just… pinning her like needles. But she knew not to talk… she knew not to hurt them even more than they should. But when had Anna never listened to herself?

Elsa's eyes were on her fingers. "You're still wearing the ring."

Anna immediately hid her hands on her back. "Um… it's… I couldn't get rid of it. I-I'll take it off if you want me-"

"No, it's fine. Leave it."

"Oh… okay." She took a deep breath, her eyes on the ground. This, normally, wasn't so awkward. "So… how's Hans?"

"Oh, well…" Elsa looked up to the sky. "We're doing pretty good. He's traveling right now, but he'll come back next week. He said he wanted to move in but…"

Anna crossed her brows. "But?"

She placed her arms around her body, blue eyes looking away. Oh, she'd do that whenever she felt insecure. But Anna wasn't going to push her to say anything that Elsa didn't want to.

"It's… it's fine if you don't want to talk about it."

"Anna-"

"No… I get it." She pursed her lips together. "If he wants to move in… that's fine with me. Although, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

"Anna, it has everything to do with you." Oh, she said that… but what they had become… had always been 'everything Elsa wanted'. But Anna wasn't going to be selfish to bring her down. Yes… she was jealous. She was angry. But Elsa's relationship… was not her choice or problem.

The silence that ensued them was just as overbearing as their very own marriage and the very ring that wrapped around Anna's finger. And she wondered still, why was she wearing it? Elsa wasn't. Am I stupid?

But Anna couldn't help but stare at her slender pale hands… the fingers that once loved her. The hands that once held hers. She bit her lip. "No, it's… it's fine. He's a good man, Elsa."

"He can be." There it was again-this stupid, stupid silence. But what was Anna ever going to say anyway? There weren't much to be said, and Anna knew how much it'd hurt to say the words that she wanted to say. "I guess… I should get back in. You'll come back tomorrow to get him for school?"

Anna nodded. "Yeah, he's my kid as well, Elsa."

She let out a heavy sigh. "That's not what I meant, Anna-"

"I… I know."

"Then tell me-"

"What happened to us?" There it was. The words that Anna had kept in this whole time. The words that kept her from sleeping every night-keeping her distracted from work every day. "We were…" She scoffed in disbelief. Suddenly her eyes blurred with tears that weren't supposed to come out.

"Don't do this now-"

Anna grimaced at the cold reaction. "Elsa, we were going to… rock the world. You know, I…" She hugged herself tightly. "It's been… hard. Getting over the fact that you just don't-"

"Anna, my feelings for you… or the lack thereof, I can't help it."

Hurt me more. She nodded. She just had to accept this. "We were fine, Elsa."

"We were… but I… I lost it. This feeling you and I had, I lost it."

"Where did I go wrong?"

"It's not you. It's just me."

How could she ever accept this? They were madly in love, they took care of each other-they had a baby named Olaf… and suddenly, Elsa had lost this love she had with Anna? Never once had Anna suspected this-never once had they argued and not made up. She had heard those words plenty, plenty of times… but Anna still didn't understand.

Bitter tears rolled down her cheeks like a waterfall, and Anna didn't even know she was crying. The anger that filled her was too overwhelming to let sadness draw into her.

She felt her warm arms taking her into a hug, fingers running through her copper hair. Ah, when was the last time Anna had been hugged like this? She buried herself into this familiar scent from the crook of her neck, drowning herself in the memories they accumulated.

Her hands came up around Elsa's back, and she shut her eyes. "I don't know why this happened… I just… I just want to love you."

Elsa didn't say anything when Anna wanted her to just say those three words back to her. But this was never going to happen. With her sighs shaky as she tried to hold herself back from crying, Anna managed to compose herself. This wasn't the first time she had cried in front of Elsa-nor would it ever be the last.

Elsa was her best friend. Her lover. Her wife. Was. She knew Elsa would be there for her.

Pulling away, Anna found herself being drawn into the blueness of her eyes. The glow they had when she smiled, and Elsa… had such a pitying grin on her face. "Please… beautiful." Fingers brushed away the tears on her cheeks. Elsa hadn't called her beautiful in so long. "Don't cry."

"How can I not?" She grasped onto her wrist. "Elsa, just… I miss you."

The woman said nothing as she leaned in, only pausing for a bit to look into each other's eyes. Ah, the familiarity of feeling the love when they were so close to each other together. The feeling of want.

Anna could feel it again, and her heartbeat was faster than ever. This was love that Anna had always wanted.

Before she knew it, she found tender lips breathing against the skin of her own, minty breath tickling her cheek, and she closed her eyes. Her spine felt chills, her body warming up through the summer evening, and she could almost taste it on her lips. And how could she ever forget about Elsa's taste? Her soft pulped lips… her sweet, sweet scent that always prompted Anna to fall in love with. Anna sighed at the hands that held her cheeks, her own running up Elsa's thin wrists. She's grown skinnier…

But just as she wanted this to never end, it ended. Elsa pulled away, her expression stoic and stern, looking at her ever so closely.

This was the woman she fell in love with. This was the woman who loved her. Oh… what went wrong?

"I love you," Anna mouthed.

She nodded, her lips on her cheek just briefly. "I know. And I do too, Anna."

That wasn't what she wanted to hear, nor did she want to hear this anymore. "I… I should go. Kristoff is still waiting for my call." Anna stepped back away from her touch.

"What about dinner? Would you like to-"

"N-No. I can't." Anna took a deep breath. "I'll see Olaf tomorrow."

"Of course."

While she walked back to her car, Elsa was watching her leave-her posture still looking as it was before. Insecure. Confused. And Anna could see it all.

Getting into her car, Anna sat back and took one last look of Elsa. She was waving. Anna waved back. The ring appeared before her once again, but it was nothing but a burden to look at.

When Elsa's front door finally shut, she began to drive ever so slowly. The kiss… the hug… Anna wanted more of that. No, she wanted more of Elsa to love her back-to bring back the woman that was once hers.

She bit her lip, her hand coming up to wipe away abandoned tears. This wasn't right… never was right. And all Anna wanted to do was to get Elsa back.

All she wanted was for them to love and cherish each other until death would do them part.