Thin Ice

Two

"You couldn't possibly be pregnant."

Her brows furrowed, as she could not understand why no one had believed her about the news that she delivered, she knew her body more than anyone. "I'm pretty sure that I am, Hans."

The auburn haired man, like any other, had questioned the reason behind her stepping out of the competition when she had come to his room back at the hotel, as he had expected to see and be with her for the international league since both of them had passed with a gold medal around their necks. "And I'm the father?"

"I don't sleep with anyone else but you; so yes, you are." Honestly, no one expected her to sleep with anyone, let alone more than one man at the same time. "What is it?" The look on his face was something that she had wished she would not have to see, and it almost scared her to even ask, but the words rolled off her tongue anyway.

"I can't leave the competition for this, Elsa." His fingers ran through his hair as he advert his gaze down to the carpeted floor. "You chose to do it, but I can't do the same."

"I'm not asking you to." She said matter-of-factly as blue eyes watched the man standing in front of her. "I made that choice because I physically can't compete anyway." Her center of gravity would shift during her pregnancy; she would have to adjust to that while she constantly felt nausea, not to mention the leotard costumes that would only highlighted her belly even more. "You can still compete however you like."

"Not with a scandal gnawing at my back like this!" The sudden raise of his tone took her by surprise, enough for her to unconsciously take a step back. "I impregnated one of public's most beloved female skaters which prompted her to leave the competition, how do you think people would react to that? I could lose my career, Elsa, I could lose everything."

He cared more about his career than of her and the child they made together. She should've known, she should have not being clouded by the thought that perhaps he was not the jerk she had thought he was at first; she had completed fooled herself by thinking that he was the man she has imagined him to be. "You certainly lose me, and this child." Her lips trembled, as well as her hands, yet she refused to break down in front of him. "I never asked you to take responsibility, you certainly should but that's up to you, I'm quite capable of raising and taking care of this child by myself, thank you very much. I'm telling you this because you're the father and it would be cruel of me to leave you in the dark."

Turning to leave, as she no longer had the desire to spend another minute in the same room with him, she made her way toward the door, yet stopping midway from opening it fully to look over her shoulder to him. "And don't worry, I'm not telling anyone about this, so don't fret about your career, it'll be there with you."

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She heard the slam of the door, and the quiet sniffled that followed.

Yet she waited instead of barging through the connecting door between the two rooms, giving her older sister some time for herself as she was known to only express her true emotions when she was alone, but still Anna sat at the door, listening to the movements inside.

When all had gone quiet a couple hours later, she pushed herself off the floor, yet stopping when her hand rested on the knob. What if Elsa had locked it? They both promised not to, to give the privacy they need yet also able to come and go when they needed to, but hearing how upset the older sister had been, she wouldn't be surprised to find it locked.

Yet it didn't. And ever so quietly she creeped into the room, dimly lit and quiet, before closing the door behind her. Her sister was already asleep; it seemed, with her back toward her as she faced the curtained big window instead, the thin sheet only reaching her hip, exposing the powder blue tank top she was wearing to bed.

With the AC on blast like this, somehow Elsa still did not find herself shivering from the cold.

The strawberry blonde haired girl quietly climbed onto the bed, careful not to make the mattress shift so much, before settling herself behind her sister, wrapping an arm around her as she pressed her cheek against her back.

"Anna...?"

"I'm here." She murmured in confirmation, hand feeling around until she found Elsa's, intertwining their fingers together in her form of support. "Don't worry, Elsa, I'll always be here."