Author's Note: I will be putting out one chapter every other Friday until the fic is finished. I have the entire story outlined and a large enough backlog to get me through any carpal tunnel issues.

To the few reviewers asking for more frequent conversations between the sisters: the main reason Anna and Elsa haven't been talking is because Anna is actively avoiding Elsa as she tries to deal with her feelings for her. Once they're past that, they should be talking most chapters, but this act is primarily about them finishing the character arcs that they started in the first act and becoming the people that they need to be to deserve each other. Next act will be almost entirely Elsanna interactions.

If you need some immediate Elsanna gratification, all of my other stories have them together by the end of chapter one, with The Borealis being a personal favorite of mine. Alternatively, may I recommend my beta flyafar's amazing Shattered Glass, which is just starting to dive into its Elsanna and is absolutely wonderful.

To most of the other reviewers: Thank you so much. That is incredibly sweet of you.

Now, without further preamble, please enjoy chapter 24 of A House Reunited.

"Captain's log, stardate 1621.2, we have encountered a strange new enmity –"

"Entity," Anna corrected.

"Right, entity. A strange one. We have to find out if it's peaceful." Olaf's hand rested on the toy phaser on his belt. He pushed on his collectible TNG communicator pin that his father had given him. "Mom, I mean, First Officer Agnarssen, report to the bridge." It had taken a good ten minutes to teach him how to pronounce her old last name. Anna was a bit impressed that he'd managed it.

"Right away, sir," she replied, ducking behind the couch, then coming back out. "What are your orders, Captain?"

"I need to lead an away mission to this planet. We have to invesi- investagate the entity."

Close enough. "And you'd like me to man the bridge while you're gone?"

He looked surprised. "What? No, I want you to go with me. It's scary."

Anna couldn't help laughing, but she quickly collected herself. "Of course, Captain."

Olaf led the way into the kitchen – which is to say the inhabited M-class planet – as they were transported to the planet's surface. He held up his phaser, staring at the back of it. "The tricorder says that the air is breathable."

Anna pantomimed removing a helmet. "That's good. Do the readings say where this new lifeform is?"

He continued studying the toy. "Um, over there." He pointed toward the fridge.

Sven wandered into the kitchen, as if on queue. Kristoff had let Olaf take him home the previous weekend, since he had to go out of town. "Is that it?" Anna asked.

Olaf held his phaser over it. "My god, the readings are off the chart! It's eminitting some sort of new gradiation!"

Anna managed to stifle her giggle and keep her serious face - she was a Vulcan after all. "We must try to communicate with it."

Olaf nodded. "Strange creature, we come in peace." Sven ran up to him and licked his face, eliciting a giggle from Olaf, as well as the one Anna had been holding back. "It seems to communicate through some form of tongual communication."

She placed her hand over her mouth. She could barely keep herself from doubling over in laughter. After a few seconds she finally managed to collect herself enough to respond. "Fascinating. What a strange lifeform. I suggest we bring it back to the ship. We can study it there, and perhaps learn how to converse with it."

"I'm no scientist, I'm a captain," Olaf spat back. "The only way to advance our inter-speakies talking is by using his language." He licked Sven back.

"Olaf, he hasn't been washed in a while."

"That's Captain Olaf! Of the Starship Olafprize. I know what I'm doing, Mama - I mean Number One." He licked Sven's face again.

Sven licked back and Olaf gave him a hug.

"I think I'm beginning to understand. His people need... Food." When did he switch to Shatner? "Number One, have them beam down food."

"Yes, Captain." She pressed her chest. They only had the one communicator. "Officer Agnarrsen to the bridge. The people here seem to be starving, I need you to beam down food. I don't care if it violates the Prime Directive, I won't let these poor dogs – aliens – starve." She walked over to the bag of dog food and poured some into Sven's bowl.

He ran over to it and started eating. Olaf looked up at her with a massive smile. "We did it, Mama! We saved the day."

"Indeed, Captain. We have made peace with a new species. The Federation will be pleased to hear about this."

He nodded, his face returning to a serious expression. He tapped his pin. "Two to beam up." They returned to the living room and Olaf climbed into the recliner. "Engage."

Before they could head to their next planet, the doorbell rang. Anna panicked for a moment, checking the time, but Moana still wasn't due for another couple hours. Plus, she was going to pick her up, so it'd be pretty weird for her to be ringing the doorbell. She went to the door to see who it was.

"Hey, beautiful."

Anna turned bright red. She tried to brush her hair over the stick-on Vulcan ears. "Moana, what are you doing here? I mean, I know we have a date, but you're early! I was just about to get ready to go pick you up. I didn't expect you. I mean, hi. How're you? Did you have a safe flight? Wait, you flew yourself, I guess it must've been safe. You're a great pilot right? I mean of course you are." It wasn't the first time Moana had seen her in jeans and a t-shirt, or with the makeup she'd put on ten hours earlier, but she was hoping to look a bit better for their first date. "Would you like to come in?"

Her face flushing, Moana laughed at the awkward girl. Anna only reddened further. "I would love to."

"Enter," Olaf shouted from the living room.

Moana met her date's son for the second time. Her eyes fell on the Star Trek badge and the phaser clipped to his belt. "Permission to come aboard?"

"I already said enter," he whined. "Meet me in my ready room. Number One, you have the bridge."

Anna looked between the two of them. She was worried about leaving him alone with her—who knew what he might say—but they had to get to know each other eventually. "I'm going to go get ready. I mean, I'll be at the helm, Captain. I'll let you know if anything happens." She waved to Moana before she dashed upstairs.

She could almost hear the conversation, but couldn't quite make out the words. She did her makeup as quickly as she could and threw on a dress. When she made it back down, she could hear them laughing. "I'm glad that your mother helps you explore the alpha quadrant." Why do I always date Star Trek nerds?

"Of course." She could practically hear his grin. "I mean if someone as cool as you was so into it, then who wouldn't love Star Trek."

"Hey, don't go telling your mom what I told you," she replied with a chuckle.

"But why? It's so cool. I mean Star Trek made you want to be a pilot!" Anna waited halfway down the stairs, holding her breath as she strained to hear the conversation.

"Yeah, and I'd rather she not know I'm a total nerd yet."

"What's wrong with being a nerd?" Damn it. A few other kindergartners were making fun of him and Lilo for playing Star Trek during lunch.

She could faintly hear Moana stammering. "I didn't mean it like that. Being a nerd is great. I totally want her to know that I am one, I mean nerds are the coolest and most successful people. Like how I'm a pilot, and I mean all scientists are nerds, and the people that make video games, total nerds, so of course you can tell her how much I love Star Trek. I was just joking." She sounds almost as bad as me.

"Oh." He seemed to accept that. "Mama! Moana loves Star Trek!"

Anna's laughter gave her away. She was just glad she didn't fall down the stairs from how hard she was laughing. "I'm glad you like it, Moana. For you, I might even be willing to sit down and watch a whole series."

She eyed her, clearly torn between admiring the new outfit and properly considering that offer. "Well, we can just order pizza and binge watch The Next Generation, I am more than okay with that."

"But I made reservations."

"I wanna watch!" Olaf added.

"Two against one, Anna." Moana smirked.

"But, but, tapas. I still need to find out what it is! I was told it was the perfect place to take you for our first date. We can't just watch Star Trek with my kid for our first real date. Nani already said she'd babysit."

"Yeah, she's sitting in the car waiting for you to get ready. I texted her. She's the one that picked me up." Moana held out her phone, displaying several messages of Nani asking if Anna was ready yet.

"See, so we should get going. I mean, the reservations are in –" she leans in to check the time on Moana's phone, "two hours." She deflates a bit.

"Exactly, so I'll tell them to come on in, and we can all watch a couple episodes of Star Trek."

But our date. Watching Star Trek as a family is not a date! "All right," she offered hesitantly.

"Okay." Anna almost melted at her smile. "I've got to warn you though, the first season is kinda rough."

"Then why don't we start on the second?"

"The first season introduces everything, you can't just skip it! Besides, it has Tasha Yar, who is awesome and kind of important later."

Anna grumbled and leaned back in the couch, between her son and her date. Moana put an arm around her. This is looking up already. Olaf leaned against her. Scratch that, this is perfect.

Anna quickly texted Nani to come on in and join them, and pulled up Star Trek on Netflix. I guess this is my life now. Can't complain. A few minutes later Lilo burst through the door, followed by an exhausted looking Nani – which is to say a typical Nani. Okay, I can complain a little. "Hey, Nani."

She waved and sank into the recliner. Lilo perched herself on the armrest next to Olaf. "Nani said we're watching Star Trek?"

Olaf nodded, his grin taking up his entire face. "Mama is finally gonna watch it with me."

"I've watched a few episodes before," she insisted, sounding petulant even to her ears.

"What about your date?" Nani asked.

Moana waved her off. "We have two hours. We'll watch two episodes, then we'll leave you three to your day."

"Thanks," Nani replied through gritted teeth. I haven't babysat in a while. She must be exhausted.

"I'll take both of the kids this weekend in thanks, deal? Kristoff is gonna be out of town, so I'll be home all weekend anyway."

Her eyes lit up. "You promise? Oh, thank god. Thank you, Anna." The relief in her voice was palpable. Lilo seemed used to this. Rapunzel was far less subdued about it whenever Anna had come to pick the kids up. "I'll pay for pizza. Hell, I will pay to make sure Moana can come out here and join you if you need."

"Is it okay if it starts Saturday? I asked Esme if we could hang out on Friday," Anna explained sheepishly. I'm not trying to get out of babysitting Lilo, I swear. Though if Kristoff isn't back, I do fear for Sven's ears. He's lucky she hasn't bitten them yet.

Her eyes narrowed, but she nodded. "Yeah, that's fine, as long as you'll also drop them off on school Monday."

"I can't even drop Olaf off, he takes the bus."

"Lilo can take the bus too."

Anna wanted to object. She was usually gone by the time Olaf was picked up, but she could be a few minutes late for class. She owed Nani that much. "All right, fine." She was so glad that his kindergarten included a bus system. She and Kristoff had picked this neighborhood precisely because of how reliable the school system was; a lot of schools in Portland just used the city buses. They had assumed they'd always be able to drop their kids off at school anyway – they hadn't known that he'd be a son yet, nor that they'd stop at one – but they appreciated the backup. "But you're picking them up on Monday."

"Deal."

"Let's start the show before we have to leave." Moana hit play.

Anna managed to sit through an hour and a half of quality sci-fi television, through sheer force of will, and the cuteness of the people clinging to her arms. This isn't too bad. I guess I could watch more. I just wish we could skip to a better season.

"I guess we should go to the restaurant now?" Moana asked, almost managing to not pout.

Anna rolled her eyes playfully. "We can cancel if you really want to."

"No, I want to take you out on a proper date. One where I can kiss you without weirding out your kid."

"I don't mind," Olaf cut in.

"I do," Lilo added.

Anna chewed her lip as she considered this situation. "I promise we can watch more when we get back. Come on, let's get some real food in you and have a proper date without the peanut gallery watching."

"Hear that?" Lilo whispered, far too loudly, leaning close to Olaf. "Your mom says you're a peanut."

"She meant you!" he shouted back, glaring at his friend.

She promptly bit his nose.

Nani rushed over and pulled the two apart. "You two get out of here while you still can. Anna, you get to enjoy this all weekend. I swear she's teething again." It's Kirby isn't it? Nani caught Anna's eyes and mouthed 'run.'

She and Moana made their way to the garage and headed to the restaurant. "That was certainly entertaining," Moana said after a moment, with a chuckle. "Are they going to be okay?"

Anna waved her hand then brought it back to the steering wheel. She was not willing to crash on the way to their first date. "It happens a lot. Lilo likes biting. I'm hoping she grows out of it eventually."

"I like biting too." Anna could almost make out her lascivious grin in her peripheral vision.

She tried to concentrate on driving. No one's ever bitten me before. She stopped herself before her mind could drift to wondering who else would be into biting. You're on a date, Anna! Fortunately for her sanity, Moana dropped the subject, and she was able to keep it together as they made their way to the restaurant.

Moana opened her door for her. Anna blushed even harder at that than the biting comment. What would the term be? It's not gentleman. "You're so sweet," she offered.

"I want to treat you like the princess you are."

Any thoughts of a certain other woman vanished for the moment. Anna was shocked she didn't swoon then and there. As they made their way to the restaurant, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the restaurant's windows. She was still wearing her Vulcan ears! Her hands reached up to remove them, but Moana stopped them and pulled her into a kiss.

She promptly broke it and took a step back. "I'm sorry. That was silly, we haven't even started our date yet. Just – don't take them off. I really like them. My sexy Vulcan. That is to say a sexy Vulcan I am on a date with."

"Would you like me to be your Vulcan?" Two can play at this game. I won't be the only one all flustered today.

"I would love that. We will have the house all to ourselves tonight."

We will. Wow. I haven't had sex in my own home for so long. That's such a weird, novel thought. I can actually spend the night with this amazing beautiful woman, take my time, not have to worry about anyone else in the house – except for Sven. I'm definitely doubting Nani took him with her. I have to remember to walk him when we get back. She found Moana in front of her, holding the door to the restaurant open.

"After you." Her eyes drifted over the fitted blue suit that clung to the gorgeous pilot. She had been so distracted that she hadn't taken the chance to appreciate it earlier.

"Thank you." She sashayed past her, hoping to emphasize the way her own blue gown clung to her assets. I feel like I'm in high school again. Plus we match.

They were promptly led to their table and handed menus. They both ordered a glass of wine and took their time to consider the wide array of plate options. "We're supposed to just order a few things to share," Anna explained. Like I even know what I'm talking about. "I think, at least; I haven't done it before."

Moana studied the menu. "Closest I've ever done is fondue. We didn't have anything like this growing up in Ohio."

"You're from Ohio?" Anna's eyes widened and she let the menu fall to the table. "I just always assumed you were..." she trailed off.

"What? From the islands? I was born in Maui, but my father got a job in Toledo."

"Oh. Do you still live there?" How do I not know this? I am the worst.

Her eyes crinkles as her lips turned upward in a small smile. "It's okay. I don't tend to talk about it much. Ohio SUCKS. There's a reason we all end up flying away. Look at the space program. Yeah, I still live there, barely. I don't spend much time there. I like coming here as often as I can, but it's where most of my possessions live. You're welcome to visit some time if you think you could stand the endless cornfields and bigotry."

Anna paused. She was already being asked to visit? It sounded amazing, but at the same time she didn't make it sound too pleasant. "Would you like me to?"

This seemed to catch Moana off guard. She turned her gaze back to the menu. "I'd really like you to be there, but there's not really anything to do. It's not worth it, and it's not like I could get you a free ticket since we're not related. It's way easier for me to just visit you."

"That's not really an answer," Anna pressed. "Would you like me to?"

She turned her gaze back to Anna, worry clear in her eyes. "I would. It doesn't have to be anytime soon or anything, but I would really like to have you there. I have a pretty decent-sized apartment. Olaf could come too and have his own room. Though I'm sure that would complicate things, he has school, and so do you; you could visit over the summer or something, but it's really fine if you can't."

She's the second person in two days to ask me to visit them over the summer. Maybe Olaf and I should visit her first? Or on the way back? I just don't want to make a commitment for something six months from now on our first date; even I'm not that crazy. "I'd like to, but I'm not quite sure if we could manage it yet." Moana looked disappointed. "But I'll definitely try. I love spending time with you and that sounds great!"

She brushed her hair back and bit her lip, her small smile returning. "I hope you can make it."

Their waiter came by again. "Have you ladies managed to decide yet?"

"We haven't even managed to look at the menu," Anna admitted.

"That's quite all right. Take your time." He grinned amiably at the two of them. "What brings you out here? Special occasion?"

Moana locked eyes with Anna as if silently asking for permission to answer. I think. She nodded, hoping desperately that she interpreted her correctly.

"We're on our first date. We've been friends for a few months, and we heard this place was amazing, so it seemed the perfect option."

His smile grew warmer and more genuine. "My boyfriend and I came here for our first date. I had the employee's discount, so it was certainly worth it." He chuckled. "I'll see if I can get you two a free dessert. I'll make it perfect, even if I have to tell them it's both of your birthdays."

Moana's grin matched his. "Thank you. We'll just be another few minutes."

"Take all the time you need." He left them to their menus.

Anna's eyebrows went up as she stared at her date. "How did you know he was gay?"

She shrugged. "I didn't. I just love being able to actually be open. Back home that would have been so risky, but here it's usually a safe bet. Everyone in Portland is queer. I know it's an exaggeration, but it sure doesn't feel like it."

I didn't know that I knew any queer people until three months ago. Anna silently pouted.

"Shit. I'm so sorry. Nani had told me. You were kinda locked in the straight world until a few months ago weren't you?" Her awkward smile was apology enough. She looked like such a dork.

"It's okay. I just feel really dumb sometimes. Hell, my sister was dating the most famous lesbian in the world, and I never even knew, and I was married to a guy for fifteen years and didn't even suspect anything was off about it until the last couple. I think I might be hopeless."

Moana clasped Anna's hand in her own. "You're not hopeless and you're definitely not dumb. Some people just take more time to realize it than others. Maybe your attraction just isn't as strong as some people?" she offered.

Anna shook her head. "The way I feel looking at you in that suit would definitely suggest otherwise."

Moana's face colored again. "Then what the hell are we doing here? How about we get back to your place and I tackle you onto the bed?"

Anna tried as hard as she could not to blush. She did it too much, and this date was just getting started. She failed. "We're having a proper date, Missy!" She pointed her finger accusingly at the gorgeous woman across from her. "I have been waiting for this for months and we are letting it happen."

"Yes, ma'am." Moana still hadn't let go of Anna's hand. She traced her thumb along Anna's palm. "We should probably actually look at the menu then."

Anna nodded. "Right. We should do that."

A short while later, they had plates of shrimp, almond gaspacho, dungeness crab salad, and jamon. It was somehow both more and less food than Anna was expecting. As much as they ordered, she felt like it was going to be more, but she wasn't sure they'd be able to eat all that they'd ordered regardless. She tried a bite of the shrimp. It was spicier than she was used to, but really good.

Moana tried the jamon. It was just ham, Anna had expected something more exciting with the Michael Jackson-sounding name. "Is it any good?" she asked.

"Yeah, it's really good." She skewered another piece and held it out to Anna.

I can't even remember the last time I've done this. I don't think Kristoff and I shared a meal in years. I suppose Esmeralda stole my food a lot, and let me try hers, but it wasn't like this. She let Moana place it on her tongue and enjoyed both the salty flavor, and the feeling of intimacy of letting another woman feed her. She locked on chocolate brown eyes as they studied her. "Mmm."

"Told you," she teased, withdrawing the fork.

They made quick work of the plates. Anna was a bit impressed by just how much Moana was able to put away. How does she stay so fit? I'd be jealous if not for the fact that I'm going to get to enjoy her body myself soon. For once, her mind wandered to the appropriate place. She could think of so many things she wanted to try with Moana. She still wasn't sure what was real and what were myths when it came to lesbian sex, but she wanted to try all of it with her. Even scissoring. Seriously, is that a real thing? I have to know.

"You there, beautiful?" Moana asked.

At some point chocolate cakes had been brought out for them. She hadn't even noticed. "I am now." She rose from the table and pulled Moana to her, their lips meeting, and her tongue slid into Moana's mouth. She offered no resistance, her own tongue eagerly greeting Anna's. She could taste all of the spices and flavoring they'd just enjoyed. It was a weird sensation, but she savored it. She explored Moana's mouth, desperate to claim it as her own, and hoping she'd have the chance to do more when they got back to her place.

Moana murmured contentedly. Her eyes were still half-lidded when Anna pulled away.

"Let's get the cakes to go." Anna could scarcely believe her own words. She had never been terribly capable of delaying gratification when it came to chocolate, but the idea of keeping her hands off of Moana for any longer than she had to was just too much to bear.

Moana called for the check.

"I'll pay," Anna insisted.

"Nonsense. I don't have anywhere near as many expenses as you do, and I'd be getting a hotel otherwise –" Her eyes widened as she met Anna's. "I am staying over, right? I shouldn't presume-"

Anna laughed. "Of course. You're welcome to stay over any time you're in town." Now it was Anna's turn to fret again. Did I just say that? That's way too much of a commitment for our first date. "I mean, if that's okay with you." How is that better?!

"I would love that." Anna thought that Moana wanted to say something more, but the check arrived before she had the chance. She paid in cash. Anna was thrilled to not have to wait for the credit card to return, she wanted to tackle this woman into bed this instant – or be tackled, she wasn't picky.

She could scarcely remember the drive home. She couldn't focus, she was amazed that she managed to avoid a crash. She needed to get that woman home that instant. She was pulled from her thoughts when Moana yawned as she pulled into the driveway. "Sleepy?" she asked, trying to sound as casual as she could. What is wrong with me lately? I'm acting like a teenager.

Moana nodded reluctantly. "I've been up since six, East coast time. I really want to make tonight special for you, though."

"It's already been special. This has been the best first date ever." Although I didn't get to pet a goat.

"But I can tell by the look in your eyes that you'd like it to last longer, and involve something a bit more exciting than tapas. It's okay, Anna, I'm up for it, I promise." They climbed out of the car and made their way into the kitchen.

Anna eyed her. I want us to both be totally into it when it happens. I'm not gonna do something stupid and leap without thinking again. She pecked Moana on her cheek. "Do you want to do it tonight, or wait until our next date and just cuddle and watch Star Trek as you fall asleep tonight?"

She sighed. "Certain parts of me really want the former, but I have a flight at seven."

Anna's face fell. "Oh, I thought you'd be in town for a couple days." Then clearly we should do this tonight. My poor libido can't take another wait like this.

"I thought so too, they changed it on me at the last minute. I'll be back next week, though."

"All right." I can wait a week. "Come cuddle?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world."