Hi! Wauw... This feel like first school day. Uhm... I had never written for Fifty Shades, but I love the books, so, I thought I might give it a try. English isn't my first language, and my grammar isn't very good, but it's not going to stop me! Soooo... This isn't a cheating story, there probably aren't going to be any sex scenes. Do I have more to say? Nope.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
WAIT! I will try uploading saturday or sunday, but no promises!
Nobodys POV.
"Taylor," Christian said, "We have to be at my parents house at 8pm."
"Yes sir," Taylor said, looking at the road infront of him. He frowned, when he saw a person running against them.
"Sir," Taylor said.
"Yes, Taylor?" Christian said, not looking up from his BlackBerry.
"There is a person running against us. Should I stop?" Taylor asked concerned.
Christian moved forward and look at the person. "No, but slow down," He said with a frown.
Taylor nodded and slowed down. The person came closer and they started to see, that it was a girl. She had something in her arms.
She run over to the door and pushed the bundle from her arms, into Christians. She leaned in and kissed the bundle. She looked at Christian and her face shocked him.
She was more than pale and you could slightly see her bones, under her skin. Her right eyes was purple/blue and along her jaw there was up to more bruises. Broken glass and blod was in her long, brown hair and face. Her arms were more blue and black, than they were flesh colored. Her eyes were big, too big and they was the most beautiful blue, you ever could imagine.
But what shocked him, wasn't how she looked. No, what shocked him, was the look in her eyes.
Fear, panic and... Love. Unconditional love.
She starred him right in the eyes.
"What are you waiting for?! Drive! He can be back any minute. Take good care of her," She closed the door and started running away.
Christian looked into the bundle and saw a little frightened, mild starved, three year old girl. She looked like the women, just in a smaller version. She had long brown hair and big blue eyes. She was holding a little dirty doll, almost hugging it, like it could save her from drawning. She was wrapped in a blue and cream patchwork quilt.
Taylor looked at her and frowned. "Mr. Grey, I think we should take her to your parents. She needs help."
Christian nodded and looked down at her again, "Little girl, could you tells us your name?" Christian asked carefully.
The girl shoke her head, "Uh uh," Was the only responds from her.
Christian frowned even more, if possible, "Little girl, we are going to my parents house, so my mother can look at you. She's very sweet."
The girl shoke her head, even more, "Uh uh!"
Taylor tried a different tactic,"You don't have to tell us your name. What about we tell you us our names? My name is Taylor and this is Christian. I am Christian's bodyguard and we are going to Christian's parents house, because they are having dinner. Would you like to come too?" Taylor asked.
The was no respond. Then suddenly, she nodded, a very small nod.
"Okay," Taylor smiled relieved, "Let's get going," He turned around and turned on the car.
They drove in silece for a while, until a little voice said: "Hope."
"What?" Christian said, looking down to the girl in his lap.
"M-my name is Hope," Hope whispered.
Christian smiled a friendly smile, "That's a nice name," He said.
"Mr. Grey, we are here," Taylor said, stopping the car.
"Thank you, Taylor."
Hope looked up at Taylor and said: "Thank you, Mr. Taylor," In a small voice, giving him a little smile. She had a sweet smile and two dimples.
"Come on Hope, now you are going to meet my family," Christian said, taking Hope's little hand in his big one.
Hope nodded, hugging her doll.
They all walked up to the front door and Taylor knocked on the door.
The sound of footsteps, was to hear, on the other side of the door.
Hope hid behind Christian's legs, as the sound became louder.
The door was ripped up so roughly, that Hope gave a little scream.
"Hey bro! Did you finally find a girl?" Asked Elliot Grey.
"Elliot, you need to get mom. And fast," Christian said, deadly serious.
"Yo brother, what is going on?" Elliot said with a frown.
Christian sighed and moved away, so Hope was in sight.
Elliot's eyes grew wide at the sight of the girl, "What happen?!"
"Elliot, stop acting like an idiot and go get mom!" Christian almost yelled.
Elliot shoke his head and run down the hall, yelling: "Mom! You need to come!"
The sound of high heels become louder, and soon could you see Grace came running.
Her cheeks were red and you could see the worry in her eyes. As soon as she reached them, the worry was like a shield around her, "Christian, what is going on? Elliot said something about a girl and you and... What happen?!"
Christian sighed, "Mom, I shall explain everything for you, but first you have to help Hope."
Grace starred at Christian, "Who is Hope?"
Christian gently pushed Hope forward, "This is Hope," He said quiet, "And now you have to help her."
Grace clearly wanted to ask a lot of questions, but stopped herself. She looked down at Hope and smiled, "Hi Hope. I'm Grace. Do you want to come inside?"
Hope looked up at Christian, fearfully. Christian nodded and took Hope's hand, "Yes, thank you, mom. Come on Hope," Christian said.
Hope nodded, walking slowly inside.
"Grace, are Christian here, yet?" Carrick said, walking into the room.
"Carry, get the first aid kit, some hot water and towels," Grace said, guiding Hope and Christian over to the couch. "Hope, if you sid down, then I can look at you, okay?"
Hope nodded, hugging her doll tightly.
Grace squatted in front of Hope, "That's a nice doll you have. What's her name?"
"Lily," Hope said quiet, "Lily is my favorit flower, too. Mommy's is roses. She really likes, if it are red, black and white roses, together. It's hard to find black roses."
"Roses and lilys are nice flowers. I love iris'," Grace said smilling.
"Sun flowers are nice, too. At granddad's place he has a lot of sun flowers. But I think he only has them, cus I like them," Hope said, giggling.
"And car- carnaion are also pretty. And tulips. We have red tulips at home," Hope frowned her little forehead. "I have to go home soon, or the flowers will die!" Hope said, looking at Grace with tears in her eyes.
"Don't worry honey," Grace said loving, "We get you home soon. But first you have to answer some questions for us, okay?"
Hope nodded hesitantly.
"Okay. First: what is your name?" Grace asked.
"Hope Steele." Hope murmured, looking down.
"That's a nice name." Grace said, trying to win a little bit of Hope's trust.
"Thank you." Hope said.
"Okay, how old are you, darling?" Grace asked, taking Hope's little hand in hers.
Hope smiled a big smile. "I'm fhree year-old and in two nine days, I'm gonna be four!"
"Ah," Grace nodded, "You speak very well, for such a little girl?" Grace added.
"Oh. It's cus, if I speak better, then the mean men won't hurt mommy." Hope said with fear in her voice.
Grace frowned, "Who are those men, Hope?"
Hope moved uncomfortable in the couch, "It's men who sometimes come home with mommy. They are really nice first, but then they got really mean. They hit mommy with things and then mommy bleed and cry, and the mean men leave. But they alwas com back. And then mommy go over to the police place with all the cars, with blue lights on and then Mr. Bastin come and make the mean men go away."
Christian walked over and sat down besides Hope, "Hope, where is your mother now?" Christian asked.
Hope looked at him, with her big blue eyes and shoke her little head, "Uh uh. But maybe mommy's home."
"What is your mommy's name, dear?" Grace asked.
"Anastasia Rose Steele, but people only say Ana." Hope said proud.
"Do you know your way home?" Christian asked.
Hope shoke her head, "No, but if we drive to the police place, then I know the way home."
Grace and Christian looked at each other, until Grace nodded. She turned to Carrick, Elliot and Mia, who has been quiet all the time. "We are going to drive Hope home and find her mother."
Hope dragged in Grace's sleeve. Grace looked down at Hope and said: "Yes honey?"
"Mrs. Grace, can I sit in the front seat?" Hope asked hopefully.
Grace smiled a warm mother smile, "Of course honey. But maybe we should clean you first?" Grace said with a frown.
"Okay, but you have to do it, Mrs. Grace." Hope said with a serious face.
"Okay. Come on, darling." Grace said, leading Hope to the bathroom.
"Done," Grace said.
Hope was now fully cleaned and wearing a brand new dress, Taylor has gotten for her, while she was getting washed. The dress was blue with butterflies and her doll (Lily) had the same dress.
"So, what do you think?" Mia asked Hope.
Poor Taylor hasn't been alone, while he was buying the dress. Mia had been with him all the way.
"It is so pretty!" Hope squealed happy.
Grace smiled so much, so she got wrinkels around her eyes, "I'm glad you like it, but now it's time to go get your mommy."
Hope nodded seriously, "Okay."
"Come on," Christian said, standing with a jacket for Hope in his hand.
"Thank you," Hope said, taking the jacket from Christian.
"Are we all ready to go?" Grace asked.
Hope and Christian nodded. "Wait!" Hope said quickly, "I need a child seat."
Grace put her hand in front of her mouth, surprised, "You're right. We can't drive with you, without a child seat."
Christian frowned, the first sign of humanity, he had shown, "Can't we use a phone book?"
Hope nodded really quickly, "Grandpa always use a phonee book, cus he always loose the child seat."
"What is your granddad's name Hope?" Taylor asked, who just came out of nowhere.
"Ray Steele. He lives in Montesano." Hope said, sad. "I miss grandpa." Hope starred at the ground, not looking the others in the eyes.
"Do you know your grandpa's phone number?" Taylor asked.
"No." Hope said in a small voice.
"That's okay. I call Welch and see, if he can find anything." Taylor said, smiling a friendly smile to Hope.
"Mom! I found a phone book!" Elliot yelled, running into the room, with Mia right behind him. "Don't listen to him, I found it, but he stole it from me."
Hope giggled. "You two are funny."
"Mia, Elliot. Stop fighting," Carrick said sternly.
"Christian, Hope, let's get going." Grace said, taking Hope's hand.
Christian, Grace and Hope walked over to the Audi R8 and helped Hope sitting right, on the phone book. Christian started the car and drove out on the road. "Okay, the police station. Is it the one that is next to Bob's Donuts?" Christian asked.
"Christian, how do you know Bob's Donuts?" Grace asked curious.
"It doesn't matter. But you know the way home from the police station?" Christian said.
Hope nodded, looking at the road. "I hope mommy is okay."
"I'm sure your mommy is okay," Grace said calm.
After about twenty-five minutes of driving, they were at the police station.
"Okay, you have to drive to the left and then just right away." Hope said.
The longer Christian drove, the more dirty and small the houses became. Christian frowned as he looked at the houses, "Is it here you live?" He said angry.
Hope shoke her head, "No, me and mommy lives in the end. You just have to look after the flowers."
"Flowers?" Christian asked in disbelief.
"Yes. Me and mommy has a lot of flowers. The garden is very smalll, but we still have some flowers."
"It's mommy and I, darling," Grace said from the backseat.
"There! There it is!" Hope yelled happy and pointed to a very small house, with a garden full of flowers.
"Okay," Christian said, pulling the handbrake.
Hope jumped out of the car and run over to the front door. She turned around and yelled to Grace and Christian: "Come on, you have to meet mommy!"
Grace and Christian walked over to Hope, who was jumping up and down of excitement.
"Okay," Christian said, "Let's meet your mother."
He grabbed the doorknob and slowly opened the door. Hope run inside before he had opened the door completely.
"Mommy!"
I wasn't sure how a three (Almost four) year-old talked sooo, I tried my best.
No flames please!
Link to Hope and Lily's dress: Dollie-Me-Butterfly-Striped-Outfit/dp/B00AV5O7FS/r ef=sr_1_12?s=apparel&ie=UTF8&qid=1365790966&sr=1-12