Chapter Fifty-Five: Catching Up

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Anna and Elsa walked out of antique and painting store with three different paintings, two of Elsa's and one Anna chose for the babies room. It was a larger painting of elephants roaming a field.

"Where to next?" Elsa said after they exited out of the store.

"We could go baby clothes shopping?"

"Elsa!" Hans voiced yelled over to them and Elsa and Anna's heads snapped over to where he was coming from. "Elsa!" He yelled again and was running over to them through the crowded streets. "Hey." He said, out of breath, when he came up to them. "Why'd you leave? My parents wanted to meet you. They thought it was rude that you just left." He said and looked down at the paintings. "You bought paintings?"

"I'm going to go shopping at that little store, Elsa. See you later." Anna said and began to push both of the baby carriages back towards a small shop.

"Yes, I thought they were nice." She nodded and stood there awkwardly. "I left because I thought you could spend some time with your family."

"Thank you for that but they want to meet you. You are the queen of Arendelle, you should meet your guests." He said in a matter-of-fact tone and looked down at her as if she was a child.

"Don't speak to me like that." Elsa snapped and felt her hands getting icy cold but hot at the same time. "I am not a child nor do I need you telling me what to do. I will explain my stance on this when I want to see them, Hans. Now please, go spend time with Laila." She snapped.

"So that's what this is about? Laila?" He asked and became slightly amused that she was jealous. "You're jealous." He said and smiled down at her.

"Hans, you are my fiancé so yes, I am jealous that some girl is all over you and you weren't doing anything about it."

"Laila isn't just some girl. Do you remember the girl from a few years ago? The one that loved me. Well, that's Laila. So she of course thinks she can cling all over me. She doesn't even know you're my fiancé." He said and grabbed her hands and held them softly. "Elsa, I'm not doing this to hurt you."

"I'm not-" She said and began to protest.

"Elsa, I see it in your eyes that you're hurting. The true reason you left the castle was so you didn't see Laila all over me. I kept pushing her off and I told her that I want to talk to her later."

"About what?" Elsa asked and came close to tears, thinking of having her relationship ruined by some girl who had no relevance anymore.

"Me and you. I only want you and I need you to believe me. I honestly didn't know she was coming with my family. My brothers are fond of you, they say you're pretty."

"Really?" She asked and giggled lightly.

"My mother thinks you're beautiful and you know what's ironic? My mother is pressing me to be your husband. Saying that I'd be perfect for you and that you need a husband. I think it's funny that she doesn't even know." Hans said and gave Elsa a small, sad smile. "My mother's changed quite a bit. She seems more sincere and concerned about me. She also said she wants me home." He said, his face dropping slightly.

"You said you wouldn't leave." Elsa said and looked up into his eyes.

"And I won't." He said and kissed her briefly. "Come back to the castle with me, please. I want to introduce you to my parents."

"Maybe later, okay?" She asked and smiled at him. "I wanted to spend some time with Anna because I miss her and Kristoff is working up in the mountains."

"Okay. I have some catching up to do with my brothers. You know, not all of them are bad." He smiled and kissed her forehead. "I love you. I'll see you later."

"Thank you. I love you too." She smiled and turned away to go to the shop Anna went into while Hans went back to the castle to catch up with his family.

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