Heated Ice (Helsa)

Chapter Ninety-Eight:

Elsa had woken up early, headed down into the kitchen and started making pancakes. She remembered when Hans first came to Arendelle to apologize and made everyone pancakes. She was cooking the pancakes when she felt hands slip around her waist and spun her around. Hans was standing in front of her, hair a tousled mess, and he was dressed in a plain shirt with loose fitting drawstring pants.

"Good morning, beautiful." He said and kissed her briefly. "Pancakes?" He asked after he looked over her shoulder.

"I remembered when you made pancakes for us." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him tightly. "Does your nose still hurt?" She asked and he shook his head.

"No," He said. "But you and Anna have a great shot with your fist. It's horrible." He laughed and Elsa gave him a small smile.

"Sorry." She said and turned back to the pancakes, flipping the one and noting it was done. She picked it up with the spatula and laid it down on the plate of pancakes. "Have some." Elsa said and wrapped the rest of the batter and put it into the ice box to be saved for later.

"Thank you." Hans smiled and grabbed the plate of pancakes, maple syrup and Elsa grabbed two glasses and the container of orange juice.

They walked out to the dining room and sat down together, eating and talking alone and actually enjoying their time together.

"This is nice." Elsa smiled and then she remembered Hans said he'd explain why he left. "Why did you leave yesterday?"

"I thought I had something with the poison but it wasn't really much." He shrugged and wouldn't look into her eyes. He was lying and found out that his father did try to take her life but he didn't want to add to her stress. "I'm not going to look into much further. We should focus on the baby and Halloween since that's coming up." He smiled and she nodded, chewing her last bite of her pancake.

"I've already started making preparations for the party. It's a costume party." She said and Anna came waltzing in.

"Did I hear party?" Anna grinned and saw the pancakes. "Ooh! Pancakes! My favorite." Anna smiled and took a plate full of them and drowned them in syrup.

"We were talking about the Halloween costume party. I don't know what my costume will be." Elsa shrugged.

"You could be a witch? Use face paint and paint yourself green." Anna said, barely audible from her stuffing her mouth full of pancakes. "That's kind of what I was planning to be."

"I'll figure something out." Elsa smiled and looked up at Hans. He was staring down at his plate, playing with his food mindlessly and noticed Elsa was looking at him strangely. "Hi." She smiled and he smiled back.

"Hi." He said and set his fork down, standing from the table. "I'd like to talk with you alone, please." He said and Elsa nodded slowly, watching Hans leave the room.

"Is everything okay?" Anna asked and Elsa stood from the table, collecting her dirty plate and silverware.

"I'm not really sure. Everything seemed good and then... That." She shrugged. "I guess I'll see what's wrong."

Elsa walked out to the kitchen, dropping her dirty dishes into a sink full of bubbly water, feeling strong hands behind her. Hans picked her up into the air, spun her around to face him and pulled her into his arms.

"Hans!" Elsa giggled and hugged him tightly, so relieved that he wasn't mad at her.

"Hi, baby." He said and leaned down, kissing her lightly on the lips and lifted her into a bridal style hold. "I'm taking you up to our bedroom." He said and started walking out of the kitchen, climbing the few sets of stairs and taking quick, but meaningful glances at her. He took in everything of her, his beautiful snow queen and all he could do was smile knowing that she was carrying their child, their first born child. "Here we are." He said and put her back down on her feet, opening the bedroom door and she walked in without saying much and sat on the bed. She looked up at him and smiled briefly at him before her mouth smoothed out into a flat line. "No," He said and stood in front of her. He ran his thumb lightly across the bottom of her lip then trailed to hold her face. "Don't stop smiling. You look beautiful and I don't want to see you sad."

"I'm not sad." She shrugged. "I'm happy, really happy actually."

"Good." He said and took a seat beside her, holding her hand in his and gave it a small squeeze.

"Why'd you want to come up here?" She asked and looked up at him. Even when his hair was a little messy from his bed head she still thought he was perfectly handsome.

"I wanted to tell you something... I'm giving up the search for the killer. At least not pursuing it too much." He said and watched Elsa furrow her eyebrows. "I'm doing this because I saw how upset you were when I left without telling you. I don't want you to feel like that ever again and especially from me, of all people." He said and held both of her hands in his, kissing each of them then kissed her, feeling a smile under his lips.

"Thank you." She smiled. "You don't have to give your search up completely, I do want this person found. I just don't want you to leave me again like that."

"I won't, ever. You need me and when you have the child you'll need me even more."

"Thank you for thinking that way. It means more than you could think... Did you find anything while you were gone?" She asked and his smile fell from his face.

"Yes, I did. I'm almost a hundred percent certain my father did it but the poison was faulty. I spoke to the drug seller and he said my father bought it."

"What?" She asked but wasn't surprised. "We need to put him in a cell to rot!" She said and stood from the bed, completely heated from learning his father did it. "Why would he do this?"

"He wants power and is losing his mind. I don't fully understand how killing you would've made any sense. Maybe he planned to kill the both of us but the kingdom would go to Anna."

"No it wouldn't. It would go to Alan. He's next in line." Elsa said and looked down at her feet. "Do you think he was involved with it?"

"No, he wouldn't hurt you. He adores you like a brother would his sister. I didn't want to say anything to you because Halloween is coming up. How do I even put him in a cell? I have no proof but a street man's word." Hans said and grabbed her wrists, pulling her to a stop in front of him. "Stop pacing, you have to calm down for the baby."

"I know. I'm sorry." She said and sat down on the bed, laying her head against his chest with a million thoughts racing through her head. "I'm scared he'll try to hurt me. He could kill the baby."

"I won't let him touch you or our child. I'll take care of this and find the proof I need. I promise, okay?" He asked, tilting her head up with a hand under her chin.

"Okay." She nodded and they kissed briefly before laying down in their bed, Hans holding her against his chest and felt her breathing become slower and deeper. She must've been sleeping, Hans thought and drifted into his own sleeping trance.