It's finally here. Thank you all for sticking with this fic for so long, I had a lot of fun writing it. Next week I'm starting work on a new Elsanna fic, so keep your eyes open for that!

********The Summer after Anna Graduated College**********

"Come on! Let's go!" Anna was bouncing at the door of their apartment, elated at the trip Elsa was taking her on. Camping in the mountains, it was going to be beautiful, and a weekend of just them together in nature. With lots and lots of campfires, ghost stories, love, and, of course, s'mores.

Elsa looked up to make sure Anna wouldn't see the next and last item she was packing. "Just one second," she hollered back.

The platinum blonde stared down at a tiny, black box. Her heart was on the cusp of bursting out of her chest, and breathing wasn't coming naturally. It was labored and carried the weight of Elsa's intense anxiety about her intentions.

She tenderly placed the box within an inside pocket of her bag, making sure she took note of where it was. The woman let out a long, much needed exhale of air, allowing any sane piece of mind she had left to trickled back in and take over.

"Coming!"

Elsa zipped up her bag and trotted towards the door, where a bubbling Anna not so patiently waited. She just hoped Merida was right about how to do this. Why wouldn't she be? Elsa didn't doubt her best friend, but the weight of the situation still crushed her windpipe.

Hiding her spastic nerves, the platinum blonde led her sister out the door. In no time, they were off to the Appalachian mountains for a weekend away.

It wasn't long until they could make out the crests of blue, faded mountains in the distance. The lumbering hills resembled the rolling waves of the ocean, seemingly glimmering where the evening sun was gracing their surface with golden light.

Or maybe it was more like several hours before they got that far.

In any case, Anna marveled aloud at the magnificent view as they began to climb said mountains. "Wow! Elsa! Look at that!"

"It's beautiful," the platinum blonde marveled quietly.

In another couple of hours, the two were finally pulling in to their destination, a campground called "Trail's End Camping." The title was a tiny bit of a fib, as the mountain the grounds were located on wasn't actually at the end of the Appalachian Trail. Instead, it was a few peaks from the end.

But who's gonna notice that? Well... I guess I did. Elsa smiled as she guided her tiny car on to a gravel road, a pleasing crunch emanating from beneath the wheels as tiny rocks were put under pressure. The wooded road soon cleared in to a large, grass and gravel field on the western face of the mountain. A view akin to the one they had earlier presented itself as they parked near the wooden shack of an office.

"Let's go check in," the older woman said as she turned to her sister.

"Okay," Anna chirped as she leaned in for a quick peck on the lips. Elsa smiled in to the kiss, heart beating a mile a minute.

The two got up to stretch their legs, immediately feeling stiff from sitting for so many hours of sitting. Knees screamed with pleasure as they were straightened, backs finally relaxing their firm and tense hold on the girls' bodies as they were stretched.

"Ahh," the sisters sighed in unison.

"I have to pee," the red head blurted.

Elsa chuckled at her lover's bluntness. "You do that, I'll check us in."

With a distinct pep in her step, Anna wandered off while Elsa took care of business. The platinum blonde walked in to the office. It was tiny, but well decorated, made to look a little rustic and a little modern. It was a bizarre mix, but it worked well for the place. She couldn't help but enter a brief and fruitless staring contest with a stuffed moose head on the wall.

"Can I help you?" A middle aged women interrupted the platinum blonde's fun.

"Ah, um, yes, I need to check in."

"Name?"

Now paying attention to the other human being more than the game, Elsa answered. "Winters."

"Oh yes, you have a private site, right?"

"Yeah, the one that has the best view!" She glance around to make sure Anna wasn't back in earshot and leaned in. "I'm proposing to my girlfriend."

"Oh, such a romantic! I remember when my husband proposed, we were in Europe visiting the-"

Elsa listened intently to this woman spin a tail about how her husband popped the question, drifting off to la-la land as her imagination took route, memorizing every detail of the story she was hearing. She hummed in delight as the woman recounted her husband's exact words, which were jumbled and clumsy, but tear worthy nonetheless.

"That was a beautiful story!"

Elsa nearly screamed at Anna's excited voice, she didn't realize the girl had snuck in. "What brought it up?"

The older woman winked at Elsa and turned to the auburn haired girl. "Oh, I just like to ramble. Your campsite is about two miles down the gravel road, you two enjoy your stay."

"Oh. Thanks!"

With a breath of relief, the platinum blonde handed over her card for payment and made her way back to the car followed by mildly perplexed Anna.

They hopped back in the car and drove a couple miles down a dirt road and shortly pulled in to their campground. It truly was secluded, and the view was magnificent. Elsa marveled at the rolling hills as she stepped out of the car. The massive protrusions of rock in the distance looked like small, rolling hills. The sight injected a sense of peace within the platinum blonde, relaxing her tired muscles and eyes.

Just as the woman leaned against the car, there was a loud crash behind her. She whirled around to see Anna dragging the tent away from the car. "Come on, Elsa! We have to get set up before dark so we can make s'mores and tell ghost stories and eat chocolate!"

She obliged.

No expense was spared on this trip. Anna had been wanting to go camping for a long time now, and Elsa had scarcely considered that there was a better way to pop the question than on a romantic weekend getaway. She was fairly certain it didn't really matter where, when, or how she asked, she was confident that her lover would say yes. Most likely at the top of her lungs. Even so, the best campsite at the best rated campground on the mountain with the best view on their side of the Appalachian Trail and a private camp site couldn't hurt, right?

Elsa looked at her sister. A face of complete determination infested the girl's features, her tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth, brows knitted together. Who knew getting one support for a tent up could take so much energy? With an amused sigh, the older woman ventured over to help with the construction of their sleeping quarters.

It was placed just inside the woods, about twenty feet from a fire pit that was just about ready to use. The ground was primarily dirt within the woods, however the mountainside that their campgrounds were connected to was full of rolling grass, fresh and thick. The smell of dew still hung in the air, despite the day nearing evening, the sun growing tired in the sky, ready to sink below the horizon for a good night's sleep.

The ambient noise of insects buzzed in the background, a constant chatter of bugs calling for one another. Overall, the scene was almost storybook, serenity with a side of excitement, peppered with just the right amount of love.

Just before sunset, the sisters finished the tent, built a small fire, and found a bench-like rock to sit on, facing the sunset. The girls sat in each other's arms, holding tightly and watching a reddened sun slump down, lighting the sky with warm colors, yellow into orange, orange into red, giving the clouds a surreal air about them.

Anna hummed in delight. "It's beautiful."

Without turning her head, Elsa smiled softly and replied "almost as beautiful as you."

There was suddenly a soft, warm presence on the platinum blonde's cheek as Anna gave her a gentle, drawn out kiss to show affection. Elsa turned her head to lock lips. Their silhouette in front of Summer's sunset remained until darkness swept over.

Elsa woke early the next morning. She tenderly rubbed her fast asleep sister as she yawned. The confines of the sleeping bag had allowed their combined body heat to build up slowly over night, and it was now rather hot in said sleeping bag.

Early birds catching worms sang songs as the platinum blonde very carefully made her way out of the tangled mass of limbs and hair that was Anna. She looked over at her small bag of clothes and opened it up. Taking one look to make sure her sister was asleep, the platinum blonde fished out the little black box she had packed inside the previous morning. She tucked it away and left the tent. The morning dew was cool on her bare feet as she stepped on plush grass.

Arriving at the same rock her and Anna sat on last night, the woman took a seat, clamping her little black box tightly in her dainty fingers. Her heart nearly stopped as she focused all of her attention on the small item and peeled the lid back. Inside sat a small, diamond ring. The expertly cut stone refracting the sun's rays to make it itself appear as a light source. It had belonged to her late grandmother. Sure, it would have been nice to buy a new ring for Anna, but Elsa simply didn't have the funds to do that and pay for this trip. Because of this, her mother that given her the ring she was staring in to.

It really was beautiful. Elsa didn't even realize how fast her heart was beating or how tense her muscles were as she clamped the box. The time was nearing with every hour passing, every minute trickling by like water in a stream.

"Hey, Elsa!"

The platinum blonde jumped, nearly fumbling the ring, dropping the box and bouncing it between her hands several times before she finally gained control and quickly shoved it under her shirt (as she didn't have any pockets) just in time, placing her hands over it.

Slender arms wrapped around her shoulders, frizzled hair tickled her cheek like feathers, and an unmistakable bosom pressed against her back.

Anna was wearing no bra, that much Elsa could tell through her thin shirt. To be fair, neither was she.

She hummed and leaned her head back in to the crook of the red head's neck while making sure to keep her hands over the lump in her shirt. "Good morning Anna, you're up early."

"Well, I woke up and someone wasn't there anymore so I decided to hunt you down."

Elsa chuckled and bowed her head, discretely looking between her fingers. "You caught me."

"Elsa, are you okay? You've been quieter-ish lately."

The older girl's eyes widened momentarily. Her brain raced for something plausible to excuse her actions. "I've- yeah, I just- work and, you know, it's been- it's been tiring lately."

Anna circled around, placing herself on her lover's lap to look in to her eyes. Her own were light blue with a touch of green discoloration at the edges in the morning light. "Elsa," she softly scolded, "I've known you my entire life, I know you're lying." Her voice wasn't incriminating.

In shame, the platinum blonde bowed her head. She wanted desperately to spew out what was on her mind like bitter coffee from a picky eater. But she couldn't, she had to keep her lips glued together.

"You can tell me anything, you know that. What's wrong?"

Elsa thought for a moment. "Anna, I- I can't tell you right now, but I promise I'm okay, more than okay."

Anna bit her lower lip in concern, processing whether or not to accept this answer. After all these years, Elsa still needed her space, which was okay, everyone needs space. The red head decided to drop it for now. "Okay." She kissed her sister on the lips very tenderly.

"I love you so much, Anna."

The red head grinned and hugged the older woman tightly. "And I love you, miss Winters."

Soon it will be "misses," Elsa mused. Still, she grinned and latched on to the woman in front of her. "Now, let's get ready for that hike."

Raising one eyebrow, Anna rebutted "I thought we weren't leaving to hike until the afternoon?"

With a wry grin, the older of the two explained. "Well, we need some time alone in the tent first, right?"

Biting her lip in reaction to her own arousal, the read head giggled "you naughty girl. Let's go!"

Exercising excellent slight of hand, Elsa stashed the ring box at the base of the boulder just as her and Anna made for their sleeping bag.

Several hours later, the pair was ready to get started on their walk. Well, almost. They had water and snacks, but Elsa still had to get one more thing.

"I, uhh, I need to pee, I'll be right back."

With a chuckle, Anna replied "you do that."

Elsa ran out in the direction of an out-house nearby. Glancing back at the tent to make sure Anna wasn't watching, she made a quick detour to the boulder and collected the ring. It's almost time. The thought was both the single most terrifying and exciting notion that had ever crossed her mind. Her heart was torn between two extremes, anxiety pulling one way, and love lassoing it the other. It was confusing and made her stomach crawl like a caterpillar all over her gut while her heart cocooned itself so it could later become a powerful butterfly.

Before she knew it, they were walking. Looking at nature, drinking in the view like an addicting elixir and marveling at the world hand in hand.

And her knees were wobbling.

And Anna was talking.

And Elsa's knees were still shaking.

And the world fell away, Elsa was trapped in her own mind now.

And her knees were wobbling.

Soon, they were at the summit of the mountain, overlooking the entire world, able to see the four corners of the Earth. It was truly... nauseating. Sunset was soon. Anna was hungry.

Wait, what?

Elsa snapped back to reality. "Elsaaaa, hellooo?"

"Huh? What? Yeah, I'll get the sandwiches."

Anna giggled. "Thank you, miss spacey."

Carefully, Elsa dug through her pack for sustenance, handed one sandwich over to her sister and grabbed one for herself. They sat down on the grass, looking over the world like the gods from Mount Olympus. Elsa did her best to nibble on her food, but her stomach wasn't having any of it. It didn't accept a single ounce of anything, churning like a taffy machine.

The sky was starting to glow orange, just a pinch. Elsa had planned this moment in her head thousands of times, weighing everything she could say, choosing her words carefully, trying to build up her nerves.

That didn't help much, though.

"Elsa, are you gonna eat?"

"I'm not really hungry. I'll eat it later."

"Oh, okay." Anna looked as if she was going to say something else, but decided not to.

Darker orange swept the clouds, bleeding into the atmosphere.

Elsa zipped the sandwich back into its bag.

Red dripped into the painting of the sky, mixing with the orange hue.

"Anna, look at that. It's so beautiful from here."

"Hm?" The red head focused on something other than her food and marveled with a sigh at the view. "It really is. I love you."

Elsa smiled, her tongue not quite working as she tried to for words. She tried to say what she had rehearsed to Merida over the phone and her mother in person so many times. "I- I love you t-too, Anna. And-and that's why I want to-to be with me for e-every sunset.

"Elsa, what are you-"

"I remember the day I realized my feelings for you. I was terrified, of course I was. I liked my own s-sister. That was... well, I was told it was w-wrong."

"Els-"

"But it isn't. Anna, I've loved you as a sister for your entire life, from the first time I saw your tiny hands until now, and I always will." Elsa's heart was beating faster than hummingbird flaps its wings, but she was on a roll. "But- but I also remember the day when I learned I was in love with you. I've loved you more than I can ever e-express for so many years. I- Anna- I-"

"What are you-"

"Anna, I want you to be there for all of my sunsets, for all of my mornings, I want you to be by my side forever-"

"Elsa! Oh my god! Are you-"

"I never want to miss a moment with you, I love you more than life itself, you are my life, you are everything I need and everything I want."

"You are! Ohmygodohmygod Elsa!" Anna was squeaking uncontrollably, wiggling her fists in excitement, tears peppering her face, her will unable to hold them back, she was crippled with joy.

Elsa knelt in front of her sister. "Anna Arendelle,"

"Yes!"

"My best friend,"

"Elsa!"

"My sister,"

"Oh my god!"

"My one true love,"

Anna was balling now, she wiped snot and tears on to her arm and did her best not to tackle Elsa as the platinum blonde opened a small black box to reveal a diamond ring.

"Will you m-marry me?"

"Yes! Yes! Oh my god! Elsa! Yes! I love you so much!" The red head lunged forward wrapping her entire body around her brand new fiance and sending the two rolling in the grass.

That moment felt like a dream, like Elsa had finally broken reality, achieving an impossible, scarcely fathomable idea. The tug of war in her heart was won, anxiety facing a crippling defeat and leaving endorphins free reign over her blood. She didn't even realize she started crying, laughing, and shaking all at the same time.

"I love you, Elsa! I love you! Yes!" Anna was now peppering her older sister with wet, tear filled kisses, leaving no inch of the other woman's face untouched, especially her lips.

Through the rushed kisses, Elsa managed to pant "I love you, too, Anna. So much."

The phone rang, pulling Merida slowly from her sleep. As her eyes focused, she glanced at the time, the clock reading a little passed four in the morning. Annoyed, she turned to her phone, wondering who would dare to call her so late. All annoyance melted away, however, when she read Elsa's name. As fast as lightning, the red head answered her phone.

"Elsa! How'd it go? Tell me everything!"

There was a pause.

"I'm engaged."

***************That Winter they got married**********

Anna stood at the altar, heat beating in a constant pitterpatter, knees shaking. She felt like bending over and hurling, like running in circles and screaming at the top of her lungs, she couldn't focus on anything but the slowly passing time in the background.

The only thing that kept her grounded was Rapunzel's hand on her arm. The brunette was, of course, Anna's... well, she was the best man. The red head had assumed that her best friend would be her bridesmaid for her entire life. That, after all, did make sense.

But this, right now, made more sense, and was even better.

Finally, after what felt like years of waiting but was in actuality only a little over four minutes, it happened. Elsa appeared through the doors of the church, smiling in her-

Oh my...

Anna nearly fainted at the sight. Elsa walked in, sporting a smile richer than Scrooge McDuck, but that's not what caught her fiancee's eye. She wore an elegant dress of all white. The silken cloth was laced with floral patterns, the reflective fabric sparkling under the light, making Elsa out to be the most precious of gems. The dress was tight from her waist up to her breasts, accentuating her curves, the corset-like body ending on her hips. Here, a light blue belt made a "V" formation as if dripping from her hips. The skirt of the dress was poofy, but not exaggerated, it flowed in the air seemingly on it's on accord. It too was white, but was made of a much thinner material that had been layered several times to provide sufficient modesty. The entire dress was trimmed the same shade of low key blue as the belt, bringing out Elsa's big, pure eyes. They shone like sapphires, so rich in color in contrast to the white of her dress. Her light hair spilled on to the dress, not worn in a braid but rather cascading down her shoulders like a well tamed but dangerous waterfall.

Combine all this with the swaying of the woman's hips and it made Anna sure she was going to swoon. Her vision went all spinny, and she had to grab Rapunzel to make sure she didn't fall over.

It's a wonder that Elsa managed to keep walking as she did, even with her mother there to guide her. Her father obviously couldn't, so miss Arendelle had eagerly stepped up, leaving Kristoff, for all intense and purposes, to be the bridesmaid. It was an amusing jumble of rolls.

The platinum blonde bride was transfixed on her lover's appearance, as well. Her eyes raked over her sister's dress, dilating at the color play and curvaceousness of it, drinking in an almost ethereal sight. Anna stood there, also in a white dress, but one with less intricacy stitched in to its inner workings.

The simplicity of the dress was part of the magic surrounding it, no designs stitched inside the torso. Contrary to Elsa's, the fabric was smooth, running down Anna's body, tightly clinging to her stomach and chest, it too sparkling in the light. The exception to this general rule of simplicity was the patch of glistening studs around her shoulders and waist, reflecting and partially blinding any onlookers, giving Anna the illusion of emerging from the lights of Heaven. The skirt had no extra volume of its own, but rather hung from the red head's plentiful hips, spilling onto the floor. There was a knee high slit in it, catching Elsa's attention.

There was no trace of any color but white on Anna's dress, so she wore veil over her hair as if to keep the fiery color from igniting her delicate dress. It did it's job in dulling the woman's hair color and allowing her eyes to pop as the only source of color, save the beat red flush now burning her face. And her lips, she wore a subtle lipstick, her smile stretching as far as it could.

Soon, Elsa was upon the altar and took a sweeping look at the crowd. Small, but meaningful. Merida had made it all the way from Scotland was and currently crying in her seat already. She was excited for her best friends.

Elsa was unsure of whether or not she even had a heart anymore. She hadn't felt it beat since she walked in to the chapel. Her brain was catching up slowly, allowing life to pass in the form of a surrealist painting turned movie.

A few more moments and the platinum blonde had to find a way to speak. It was time for their vows. She already felt damp joy tainting her cheeks and salt tickling her tongue. She cleared her throat in order to attempt speech. And there her heart was again, thundering, the room pulsing with every beat.

Little did she know, someone else was holding up her weight. Her knees had become Jello. When she tried to talk, it came out garbled and barely audible. "I, Elsa, take you, Anna, to be my w-wife, my best friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward..."

Anna was crying, unable to hear most of what Elsa was saying, but that didn't matter. They were doing it, they were here, now, getting married. Life together legally, however complicated it may be, them being biological sisters and all. But they did it, they found a minister that would wed them. And here they were, Elsa saying her vows and Anna too busy choking on a lump of happiness to hear all of them.

"...faithful partner in sickness and health, for better or worse, in joy and sorrow. I'll laugh with you, cry with you, I do and always will love you unconditionally..."

What were ears for again?

"...as long as we both shall live."

Rapunzel had to hold Anna back, because the red head tried to jump forward and tackle her older sister.

It was Anna's turn for vows now. Only one problem: whilst trying to listen to what Elsa said, Anna forgot her own vow.

That was okay, because she still had plenty to say.

"Elsa, I, Elsa- I..."

A faint and uneven chuckle came from the platinum blonde.

"I love you so much and- and I- I will..."

Anna clearly hadn't rehearsed enough. Or maybe she had and was just being Anna.

"I will love you unconditionally, I will always support you and- and- forever!"

The eager finish was abrupt, but well placed, Elsa thought. Otherwise, they may have been there for hours, and while listening to her sister praise for eternity would certainly be quite fun, Elsa wanted this woman to be her wife as soon as possible. She couldn't breathe. Not even as she produced the ring, her vocal chords failed her, leaving her to choke on silence.

Anna, realizing what she should be doing, eagerly grabbed her own box from Rapunzel and pushed it towards Elsa. One by one, they placed the rings on each other's fingers. Elsa tenderly pushed the small piece of gems and metal on to her soon-to-be-wife's ring finger, letting it slide perfectly in to place. The red head mirrored the action, given an extra attempt.

Now the minister spoke again. "By the power invested in my by the state of Massachusetts, I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

They did, quickly, forcefully, and at long length. It was the sealing kiss, the mark of the rest of their lives, giving a physical quality to the very moment they became wives. Misses and misses Winters.

***************Five years later**************

Elsa pulled her car into a parking spot in front of a very familiar correctional facility. She wasn't driving her ancient Honda Accord. Now she had a recent model, though she stuck with the Accord line up because she was familiar with it. It was dark blue and shiny, and the interior was much more luxurious than her old car.

The new car was but one testament of her and Anna's success, though. Elsa had climbed part way up the ladder at her firm as it grew in size and, though she wasn't in charge, was not at the bottom of the barrel either. This, of course, came with a couple pay bumps. Anna, on the other hand, loved her job as a counselor. Helping people work through their problems every day, making a difference in life. It sent her home every day feeling full, satisfied with her work, and wanting more. Even though it didn't pay very well, it made her rich. It was her dream job, and as far as she was concerned, her life was just about as good as it could get.

They they had also moved in to a town home a couple years ago, with very good reason. It wasn't large, but it provided a small family room and an extra bed room. That's right, family room.

Elsa and Anna had adopted a young boy named Olaf. Being adopted at the age of two, the already happy-go-lucky child was now four and scarcely did anything but smile. He had brown hair and eyes, his skin of a similar palate to Elsa and Anna's. He was sweet, hugging both of his mothers just about every chance he got.

He was with them right then, as they stepped out of the car. "Okay, Olaf, hold my hand," Anna said, reaching out to grab her son's tiny, soft fingers. Elsa circled around, smiling at her wife and child and walked on the other side of Olaf, holding his free hand.

"Come on, grandma," the little boy shouted.

"Yeah, grandma," let's go," Anna teased.

From the back of the car, next to where Olaf had been sitting, Ms. Arendelle answered. "I'm coming, sweetie" as she clamored out of the car. "And I am every bit as youthful as I've ever been," the woman lightheartedly replied.

Elsa chuckled. "Uh-huh."

The four walked towards the front door. Olaf had visited his grand father only twice before, but he had already grown fond of the man and being able to come see him every now and then. He didn't yet understand that Mr. Brown was incarcerated, but that would have to be explained when the time came.

Once inside, the quartet went through the now very familiar security routine. Soon enough, they were at the doors to the visitation room. Elsa went forth with no hesitation. No spiders or butterflies biogenerated within her stomach, no adrenaline telling her heart to pump harder and choke her thoughts and tongue.

She didn't forgive him for what he did to her, she could never, but he was telling the truth. He truly did love her, he clearly hurt with regret for what he did. Though the memories were still painful, they were less so than before (something that Anna helped with a lot now, given that she was a counselor).

So no, she didn't forgive the man that had abused her and hated her for her feelings for Anna, but her father was no longer that man. He was the father she remembered from when she was a little girl. He was the man that would dive in front of a bullet for her, the man that loved her and Anna, along with his grandson. He was the man that still loved his ex wife, and who miss Arendelle still loved.

He was... A good person now. So Elsa didn't need to forgive the man that hurt her, just as her and Anna had discussed years prior; she just had to love the father she had now.

And she did.

The two wives walked through first, smiling as their father stood up to greet them.

"Grandpa!" Olaf ran in and thrust himself into a hug.

It was returned, though short lived as a guard told them to separate.

"Hi, dad," Elsa said with a small but true smile.

Grinning, Anna sat down next to her wife.

All of their trials, everything they went through all pointed to one simple truth: true love will always prevail.