Meeting Elsa

Chapter 1

Well here it is! As promised! For those of you who don't know what the heck I'm talking about because this is your first time reading my stories… hi! How ya doin'? Thank you for stopping by!

This is a companion piece (sort of) to the first fic I wrote called "Meeting Anna". If you haven't read it, it's not really completely necessary, but you might understand some things a little better in this fic if you read that one… and it would make me really happy if you read it and left a review to let me know what you thought of it…

Just saying…

So for those of you have already read "Meeting Anna" and loved it and have been waiting for this one… here's "Meeting Elsa"! *cheers and applause* I'm sorry it took a little longer than promised but I am also working on another fic (Anna, Do You Want To Know A Secret?) and that has pretty much been monopolizing my time since I finished "Meeting Anna". That and… life and all its wonders. Ah, life. You never fail to stress me out beyond belief.

Thank God for fanfiction!

Now you may have noticed that this fic, unlike "Meeting Anna" is Rated M.

I advise you to head that rating people. This isn't exactly PWP. It has a similar plot to "Meeting Anna" but I'll actually add the steamier bits that I left out of my last fic in this one. Now, don't freak out. I'll put a warning at the beginning of each chapter and M rated section. And since I have only really written two PWP pieces (Morning Tryst and The Sky's Awake) I'm still not entirely comfortable writing it so this won't be loaded with smut but it WILL have it. So… you have been duly warned. Oh and there's some language too…

Disclaimer: Really? Are we really going through this again? I own nothing. Jeez.

Now without further ado (or rambling from the over-excited/nervous author) I give you the first chapter of "Meeting Elsa"!

This is the story of how I died.

Ha! Just kidding! But I bet that caught your attention right?

Hi! I'm Anna Christiansen… well Anderson as of three months ago. That over there? The hot blonde lounging on the sofa? That's Elsa Anderson. My best friend since forever and my wife of three months. The best three months of my life I might add. I met Elsa when I was in kindergarten and we've been best friends ever since. When I finished my freshman year, we started dating… and well, it kind of took off from there.

It wasn't easy. Relationships never are. But the effort, as with so many love stories, was well worth it.

But I am totally getting ahead of myself and I'm sure that you'd all love to hear my side of our story, right? I mean, why else would you be here…

Buckle your seatbelts ladies and gentlemen! It's going to be one hell of a ride!

It was a beautiful day outside. The sun was shining, the sky was a bright, clear blue and the smell of changing seasons was in the air. That could also have been the breakfast Mrs. Christiansen was making for her only daughter, Anna. It was her first day of Kindergarten and the doting mother was both extremely nervous and immensely proud of her daughter.

"Anna! Speed it up, buttercup! Wouldn't want you to be late!"

The sound of a baby elephant stomping down the stairs made Lara Christiansen smile. It heralded the arrival of her feisty little redhead.

"I'm here momma! And I'm starving! It smells like chocolate! Did you make chocolate chip waffles momma? Oh, I love chocolate chip waffles! I love chocolate everything!"

The signature babbling of her five year-old made Lara smile. "Slow down baby before you choke on a vowel," she teased gently as she set a plate of waffles, strawberries and bacon in front of her daughter.

"Sorry momma," replied the tiny girl, stuffing a big piece of syrupy waffle in her mouth. "Guesh m'jus real 'cited is all." Lara smiled at the broken speech, licking her thumb to wipe a bit of syrup of the corner of Anna's mouth.

"Aw mom," groaned Anna, grimacing and wiping off her face with a cute little scowl. "That's gross!" she whined.

"Well if you'd learn to eat like a human, I wouldn't have to do that now would I?" Lara teased gently, placing a kiss on Anna's forehead. "Now, eat up. I want to meet your teacher before class starts."

"Ok!" Anna exclaimed before gobbling down her breakfast in record speed and then gulping down her milk. "I'm done!" she yelled, half a piece of waffle still in her mouth as she leaped out of her chair and ran for the front door.

"Hey! Slow down there squirt!" Rob Christiansen said with a chuckle as he dodged his daughter to avoid getting tackled onto the floor. Grabbing onto her hood, he pulled her back even as she kept running forward, finally able to wrap his arms around her and lift her up, spinning her round until she was giggling like crazy.

"Papa stop! I'm gonna puke up!"

Rob's chuckle intermixed with his wife's laughter as she entered the living room, purse in hand. "Yeah papa. We wouldn't want that now would we?" joked Lara, pressing a quick kiss to her husbands' freshly shaved cheek.

"Are you all ready for your first day Gingersnap?" asked Rob, as he held his daughter in his arms, still not believing she was going to start school. It seemed only yesterday they were shopping for her crib. After two miscarriages and a stillbirth, Anna had been their miracle baby. Born prematurely at barely six pounds, she was kept in the hospital for almost three weeks after she was born until the doctor's (and her worrisome parents) were sure she would be ok.

And now she was going to kindergarten.

"Yeap. I've got my backpack, my pencils and crayons and my lunchbox and my jacket and my…"

"Take a breath darling," Lara admonished gently, running her fingers through her daughter's bangs. Anna giggled and they shared in a family group hug before Rob leaned down to set his daughter on the floor. "Alright Anna banana. Off you go," he said, pressing one last kiss to his daughter's forehead.

"Bye papa! See you after school!" Anna called as she sped out the door towards the car, waving to Mr. Weselton, who was walking his dog. "Hellooooo Mr. Weaselton!" she called in her usual manner, smiling brightly.

"It's Weselton!" the old mustached man grouched as he continued down the sidewalk.

"Oh yeah! I forgot!" Anna called back with a small shrug. "See ya later Mr. Weselton! I'll come to help with your garden!"

Lara laughed at her daughter's eagerness to help, especially knowing that Anna did a lot more damage than help to anything. "I guess we're getting a visit from Mr. Weselton this afternoon," she said to her husband, leaning up to peck him on the lips.

"You mean Wesealton dear," joked her husband with a wink, earning a gentle jab to his stomach from his wife.

"Behave yourself Robert Christiansen. That's where your daughter gets it from," Lara chastised, though not unkindly. "I'll see you later," she said, stepping out and walking quickly to the car before her daughter yanked the handle off.

Once they were both in the car and strapped in, Anna lowered her window and shouted to her father who was still standing in the doorway. "Love you papa!"

"Al the times," her father called back with a warm smile.

"And in all the ways!" both mother and daughter called back, before disappearing down the street.

"Hey Anna! I found them!"

I hopped up from the box I'd been unpacking and walked towards the sound of Elsa's voice. "Where'd you find them?" I asked, finding my wife in the kitchen.

"They were in the box labeled 'Pots and Pans'," Elsa said with a small chuckle. "So I bet the box labeled 'Albums' has our pots in it." She shook her head and began to pull out the large photo albums, setting each one on the counter behind her after clearing a bit of space.

"These are all from when I was growing up," I explained softly, countless memories flooding my mind as I flipped through one of them. "Look Els! This was me on my first day of school!" I smiled fondly at the picture of a little me, taken as I was leaping out of the room, the entire background blurry, but the image of myself perfectly clear.

"Always on the move huh?" Elsa teased, hugging me from behind and resting her chin on my shoulder. "You were so cute."

"I was excited," I explained, not able to help the smile that continued to grow on my lips. "I'm surprised mom even got a picture. I was all over the place that day." We stood in silence for a moment before I said "It was one of the best days of my life."

"Oh yeah?" Elsa replied. "Why's that?"

I turned in her arms and wrapped my own around her neck. "Because it was the day I met you."

Elsa smiled and kissed the tip of my nose. "Who woulda thunk that I woulda married the feisty little redhead that crashed into me on the first day of third grade."

I smiled brightly. "So maybe it was the best day of your life," I said teasingly.

Elsa looked at me for a moment and then leaned in, kissing me with all the tenderness in the world, making me swoon all over again. When we separated, my heart was beating incredibly fast, almost as if it was trying to break out of my chest. Elsa smiled down at me and whispered "Yes it was."

I grinned up at her and spun us around pressing her against the counter and lifting her onto it. She squeaked cutely, always surprised with my upper body strength despite my deceivingly slim frame. She then smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning in to kiss me.

"We should probably keep unpacking," she murmured between kisses.

"Probably," I replied, sucking on her bottom lip as my fingers teased the hem of her shirt.

"I love you Anna," she breathed as my hands began to wander, mapping out her smooth skin.

I smiled against her lips and whispered "Yeah, I know."

"This is amazing!"

"Anna! Be careful! And stay close to Elsa!"

"Ok momma!" Anna called back, grabbing Elsa's hand as they ran towards the huge playground. It was so big and colorful and new and it was gonna be so much fun to go on the "Slide! Come on Elsa! Let's go on that huge slide! And then we can go on the monkey bars and then the swings!"

They played and Anna wanted to show Elsa a trick she had seen a big kid do at school.

"Hey Elsa! Watch this!" she called as she swung higher and higher on the swing. "Anna wait!"

"Catch me!"

But Elsa wasn't fast enough to catch her. And now her head hurt. A lot.

"Mrs. Christiansen, Mrs. Christiansen!"

Anna heard Elsa calling her momma. But she was really sleepy now.

"It's ok Anna, I've got you."

"You got quite the bump there little lady."

Anna nodded. But that hurt her head. So she stopped. She didn't like the hospital. She wanted to go home. She wanted to see Elsa.

"Momma? Where's Elsa?"

"She's waiting out in the hallway buttercup."

The nice doctor with black hair and blue eyes smiled at her and patted her arm. "I'll go get your friend. You take care of your head ok there Anna banana?"

Anna smiled. "My daddy calls me that," she said softly. "Are you a daddy?"

The nice doctor smiled. "I am. I have a daughter around your age. Her name is Melody. She bumps her head a lot too." Anna giggled when the nice doctor winked at her. He said something to her momma about rest and staying home from school for a few days and about getting dizzy and stuff before he left.

"Hi Anna," Elsa said with a small wave. Anna smiled brightly at her friend. "I get to stay home from school Elsa!"

Elsa giggled and shook her head, walking over to the bed. "Does your head still hurt a lot?" she asked softly. Anna shook her head and then frowned. "Only when I shake it," she said.

"Anna, what you did was very dangerous. It could have been a lot worse," her mother said, and Anna looked down at her socks. She knew that voice. "I'm sorry momma," she said softly. She heard her momma sigh and felt a kiss on her forehead. "I'm just happy you'll be ok."

"Yeah, me too Anna," said Elsa, hugging her. "I'm sorry I couldn't catch you…"

Anna saw that Elsa looked really sad and she hugged her back hard. Her special Anna hugs always made people feel better. Except for Mr. Weaselton. Nothing ever made him feel better.

"Aw that's ok Elsa," Anna said. "It wasn't your fault. I shouldn't've done that trick. It's for big kids."

"Come on you two. Let's go get some ice cream."

Anna hopped off the bed and cheered. "Yay! Ice cream! Can I get triple chocolate chip?"

Elsa and her momma laughed and then her momma said "Of course buttercup."

"Good! 'Cos that's the best kind there is ya know."

"Shit!" I growled as I drove slowly down the street. I had stayed late at the office that night up to my neck in paperwork and now that I'd finally freed myself from its evil clutches with hopes to actually make it to dinner on time for the first time in three weeks, the heavens decide to release a deluge of epic proportions.

Seriously. Does someone up there hate me?

I hated, hated, hated driving in the rain. Hated it. Nothing personal against rain or anything. I loved it when I was at home in my pajamas, warm and cuddled up under a comforter, preferably with my wife (who was probably worried sick right now) but I hated driving in it.

"God help me," I muttered under my breath as I turned my windshield wipers on to max and switched my high beams on. It was crazy how bad this weather was. A bright flash of lightening scared the hell out of me and I wasn't prepared for the thunder that followed. It sounded like the entire sky was going to fall right on top of me at any minute.

Ok, I hate thunderstorms. I hate them. I am scared of them. I do not like them to any degree of the imagination ok?

Another flash lit up the sky incredibly close to me and I tightened my hands around the steering wheel reflexively, waiting for the crack of thunder.

It never came.

The next thing I knew, I was looking up at an incredibly white ceiling. There was beeping and a weird smell that I only associated with one thing.

I was in the hospital.

I had a car accident.

My head was killing me.

"Anna!"

I winced and turned my head only to find Elsa standing in the doorway, dripping wet, with Belle, completely dry, by her side.

"Oh my God! Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!" Elsa chanted as she rushed over to my side, pressing her lips to mine in a frantic kiss before I could say anything. I kissed back, noting for a moment that she was freezing and taste like fresh rain and… salt?

She was crying.

"Els, Elsa baby I'm ok," I said softly, lifting my hands to cup her face, with much difficulty I might add. My ribs were throbbing. Where the hell were the doctor's with those wondrous pain meds?

"Anna, Anna… oh Anna," Elsa gasped through sobs, her shaking hands coming to cup my face as well. "God if you ever scare me like that again I swear to all that is good in this world I'll kill you!" she growled passionately, the tears mixing with the rain water that was running down her face.

I chuckled and then winced. That hurt too! Where were those damn doctors?

As if on cue, there was a knock at the door and a young doctor with very familiar sparkling blue eyes and incredibly black hair that was pulled up in an austere bun. "Hello Mrs. Anderson. I'm Doctor Triton. How are you feeling?"

"Like I got hit by a truck," I answered with a small smile.

"More like a light post," Elsa sighed.

Dr. Triton smiled slightly and walked over, leaning over me to check the bandages wrapped around my forehead. "You took quite the hit Mrs. Anderson. How are your ribs?" she asked softly, looking down at the clipboard in her hands.

"They feel like I've been trampled by a heard of baby elephants," I replied with a wince as I tried to sit up a bit straighter. "So, what happened to me?"

"A light post was hit by a bolt of lightning causing it to crash onto your car. Follow the light please," Dr. Triton answered, clicking on a tiny flashlight. I followed the bright light for a while and then watched as the doctor scribbled something down. "When the paramedics found you, you were unconscious. They had to pry your car apart and pull you out. Breathe deeply for me." I did as I was told, the cold metal of the stethoscope pressing gently against my back.

"So what's the damage report?" I asked.

"You suffered a mild concussion, two fractured ribs and did have some minor internal bleeding along with a whole bunch of bumps and bruises," Dr. Triton answered, wrapping her stethoscope around her neck once more. "However, considering the gravity of the accident, it could've been much worse. We would like to keep you here overnight for observation and do a quick MRI tomorrow morning to make sure no there is no internal bleeding. But after, that you'll be cleared to go home."

"Thank you Doctor," Elsa replied with a small smile, taking my hand and squeezing it lightly.

"You're very welcome," answered the young doctor with a smile of her own. "The nurse will be in to administer some pain medication. That should take care of the pain in your ribs and your head. I'll also write up a prescription that you can fill and take daily or as needed depending on the pain level. If you experience any dizziness, nausea, vomiting or blurry vision you need to let us know immediately."

"Will do Doc," I answered with a small nod and a smile. "Hey can I ask you something? Have we met before? I mean… your eyes and your hair, I feel like I've seen you somewhere…"

The Doctor smiled. "Not me. My father. He's actually the one that sent me up here. He was the doctor that checked your head when you decided to test your ability to fly by jumping off of a swing set," she replied.

I chuckled. "Yeah. I remember him. Tell him 'hi' for me."

The young doctor nodded and promised to do so before excusing herself and leaving the room. I turned to Elsa who was staring at me as if she didn't believe that I was there. "Els, I'm here. I'm ok," I reassured her gently, bringing her hand up to my lips and kissing her knuckles. She was shivering. "You should go home and change."

"I'm not leaving you here so you can forget it," Elsa replied firmly, taking a seat in the chair next to the bed as if to affirm her position. I sighed and looked at Belle, pleading with my eyes for some help.

"I'll ask one of the nurses to bring Elsa a pair of scrubs," said the brunette with a small smile. "And I'll bring you both a fresh set of clothes in the morning."

"You're the best Belle. Say 'hi' to the Beast for me," I said, smiling warmly at our longtime friend. The brunette nodded and walked over to give me a gentle hug before turning to Elsa and ordering her to call her if she needed anything, after which she gave her a hug and left.

A few moments later, a nurse walked in with a set of blue scrubs and a pair of those cool hospital socks and a pair of crocs, telling Elsa that she was sure she didn't want to be walking around without shoes on. Elsa thanked her softly and slipped into the bathroom to change.

The same nurse came back a few moments later rolling a chair with pillows and blankets on it. "I can't secure a cot for your friend right now, but this is the next best thing."

"Thank you," I replied with a warm smile. "I really appreciate it. And I know my wife will too."

The nurse seemed surprised that I referred to Elsa as my spouse but the shock turned into a pleased smile rather quickly. "You two make an adorable couple. How long have you been married?"

"Six months," I replied with a smile.

The nurse shot me a knowing smile and a wink and then said "Well if you and your lovely wife need anything else, my name is Cindy. I'm the head nurse on this floor and your nurse for the night. Just give me a ring alright honey?"

"I will. Thanks Cindy," I said as Elsa came out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a small towel.

"They brought you a bed love," I said softly, pointing to the recliner with my thumb.

"I'd much rather cuddle up with you," Elsa replied with a small smile, though I could still see the worry in her eyes, the tiny furrow of her brow giving away her state of mind. I lifted up the sheet, forcing myself to keep my face neutral though lifting my arm hurt like crazy. Elsa seemed hesitant, but when I shook the sheet insistently she caved, slipping into the bed with me and curling up against my side.

"Am I hurting you?" she asked softly, looking up at me with those clear blue eyes.

I shook my head and lowered my arm to wrap it around her shoulders. "Not at all." I pressed a kiss to her forehead and rested my chin in her damp hair, inhaling the smell of fresh rain and her conditioner.

"You scared the hell out of me Anna."

I sighed and pressed my lips to her hair. "I know baby, I know."

"I need you. You can't leave me."

I squeezed her arm gently. "I won't. Ever."

"Promise?"

"Promise," I whispered. I pulled back slightly to look down into her watery gaze. "I love you Elsa."

Her dark red lips finally curled up into that smirk I loved so much as she replied "I know."

And there it is ladies and gents! Hope you like it! I'm going to try to update this weekly and if you want you can go check out my other story (Anna, Do You Wanna Know A Secret?) and tell me what you think of the latest chapter!

Huggles ^^

E.N.