Okay, so it's just pass one o'clock on a school night and I got writer's fever. I hope you guys enjoy this. These no telling when the next chapter will be finished and published, I'm hoping sometime before this year is over.

But any who... read review and happy school year from your favorite senior story maker.

Disclaimer: Nothing but the mistakes and errors are mine.

"So, husband huh?" Kate asks raising one of her eyebrows.

"No. I just told her that so she would let me see Ana. The whole family only policy and things." Christian says as they sit back and wait for Ana to wake up.

Anas P.O.V…

"Christian." I try to say his name but my lips won't form the his name. And my eyes won't open. What's wrong with me? My legs my arms my fingers my toes. Nothing. Nothing will follow my command to move.

Am I paralyzed? Or in a coma?

No I have to be paralyzed, I doubt I'd be able to hear anything if I was in a coma. Or would I? I wouldn't be able to open my eyes if I was in a coma.

But then if I am paralyzed I wouldn't be able to open my eyes anyway. Wouldn't I?

"Ana, baby if you can hear me, know that I love you. I have always loved you. You are the thing that keeps me sane now. You're my best friend. My only friend that's not family to me really. I don't know what I would do if I lost you. You mean everything to me. I need you in my life. But the fact that I can't tell you this while you're conscious means that I don't deserve you. Besides, why would you want to be with a man whose biological mother is crazier and more evil than Ted Bundy himself." Oh my poor fifty. You and you're damn emotions and self hatred. God I wish I could talk to you. Tell you that I'd lay down my life if it meant I'd get to spend one more day with you than to live a live time without you. You are the absolutely perfect person for me. With a past that's just as screwed up as mine I know we can get through this and everything else together.

My inner dialogue is cut off by a knock on the door

"Come in." Christian says and I hear the door open then close.

"Hi. I'm Doctor Meredith Grey. Im-"

"Do we know why she hasn't woken up yet?" I hear Christian ask completely cutting the doctor off.

I do find it entertaining that her last name is Gery.

"No, Mr. Grey, we do not, but we have done everything we can."

"Its been days. And no one knows what's going one. Have you done a head CT?" Grace ask and you can hear the irradiation in her voice.

"Umm no we haven't, she came in with a GSW to the chest; there was no reason for a head CT." The other woman replies.

"Then you clearly have not done everything you can. And if this incompetence continues Dr. Grey, I will have to have Agent Steele transferred somewhere I know she will be taken care of. And have this hospital shut down due to it's lack of judgment for patient care." Christian says and I can't help but laugh, well try to anyway since it came out as more of a facial twitch.

"Did you see that?" Grace ask and I hear the shuffle of feet then a small click and a bright piercing light is flooding my left eye then my right.

"Her pupils are reacting to the light. I don't think she's in a Coma. I think it's Spinalogic Paralysis. The chip on her rib. We thought it was an old wound since we couldn't find it, but it must have gotten lodged into her spinal cord when she was shot. Nurse page Dr. Bailey, we need to get Agent Steele to an X-Ray now. And then we need to get her into surgery." I hear Dr. Grey say as I feel my bed click and I am being wheeled off into the X- Ray room.

"Look there it is. In between C4 and C5. Dr. Bailey what's the plan?" I'm glad I've been through this before. This would be terrifying to someone who had never had surgery before.

"The plan is to take her to surgery and prey we don't cause any damage that can't be reversed." Oh yea you guys, way to be optimistic. If I could I would have rolled my eyes.

"Let's get her prepped and ready for surgery." I hear Doctor Bailey say and I am transfers to a surgical bed. I feel them changing my gown to a surgical gown while someone else puts my hair in a surgical cap. They turn me so I'm lying on my stomach then I feel something being placed over my head covering my mouth and nose. I start feeling tired so I just give in to the drugs.

I open my eyes. For the first time in the last few days I can open my eyes. But all I see when I do is red. Red walls, red floors and a red mattress in the corner.

"No. It's not possible. It's not possible!" I scream looking around the room for a way out, only to find that I am bound to my ankles by chains around my wrist.

"Anything is possible when you put your mind to it Rose." I look to the corner of the room where the voice echoed from and see Ella standing there holding a flogger.

"You know I still don't understand why you insist on calling her Rose." I look to the opposite side and see Elena holding a cane.

"Oh. I must be in V-tac or something. I knew you two would be in my version of hell. Who's going to put on the gag and beat me with the belt, my mother perhaps?" I say sarcastically, but all fun and games fly out the window when Christian walks into the light, holding a belt and a ball gag.

"Okay. This isn't fun anymore. It's just in my mind." I say more to myself than to anyone in the room with me.

"Now Anastasia, we both know that a mind is a dangerous thing." Christian says going closer, putting the ball gag in place just makes me want to cry more than it s scares.

Please let them do whatever they are doing faster. I think to myself just as I am almost propelled into what seems to be Escala. This time it's a memory I get to watch. It's the first time Christian and I almost… you know…

We were sitting on the couch watching movies, but the movies were really watching us because we were too busy making out like two teenagers. One thing led to another and I was straddling his lap. Everything was going fine until he went under my shirt and touched my back. I watch myself nearly jump across the entire living room.

"No. You can't.. You can't do that!" I watch myself scream at a frightened looking Christian.

"Do what? Ana what's wrong? What did I do?" Christian asks looking as lost as ever.

"I feel the same about my back as you do about your chest." I say and I watch the mired of emotions cross his face. Sad then angry, most likely at himself, and then guilt, also most likely at himself.

"Anastasia forgive me. I wasn't being cautious." Christian says turning away from past me but looking right into my now eyes. It's kinda weird how his eyes are always at my eye level even when he's not looking at me.

"It's fine Christian. Just…. just hold me. Please?" Past me pleads grabbing a hold of Christians arm.

"I'd do anything you asked me to Ana." Christian says warping his arms around my waist just as I am jolted out of the memory and into darkness. I stay there long enough to hear a faint beeping. And as it gets closer and closer it gets louder and louder until I realize it's my heart monitor. I slowly prepare myself for the worst before I attempt to move my right pinkie finger. It moves. So I try the next and it moves and so does the rest of them. I try to make a fist and I do. Though it might be a loose fist but a fist is a fist. I switch and do the same to my left but when I get to my ring finger. I give myself a pep talk before slowly attempting to open my eyes. The first few times everything is too bright and a little fuzzy. But after a few blinks I can see clearly. I lift my left hand to my line of stand see a beautifully designed golden ring with an FBI badge shaped sapphire on my finger. My ring finger to be exact.

I hear the door open and Christian walks in . He clearly wasn't expecting me to be awake since he walked in texting on his phone. I chose not to say anything just to see how long it takes for him to notice I'm awake. But after about five minutes of non-stop typing I decide to make my consciousness known. Only, when I go to say his name nothing comes out. My mouth is movie it no words nor sounds are coming out. So, being me, I take the pillow that was closest and throw it at Mr. CEO, hitting his phone out of his hand. He looks up at the door with a frown on his face, clearly about to give it to someone before looking I over at me And let me tell you. The face he made. Absolutely priceless.

"Ana! My God, I'm so hardtop see those beautiful eyes of yours. I love you. I love you so much. I'm going to spend the rest of my life showing you how much." Christian says before giving me what has to be the most passionate kiss we have ever shared. He pulls away and rest his head against mine. Clearly waiting for me to say something.

"Ana?" He asks pulling back to look me fully in the eye.

"Say something." He says and I can't do anything but shake my head.

"Its just one thing after another." He says through clenched teeth. I look at him, hopefully imploring him to tell me what he is talking about. "Ros and I had a meeting in Portland. She had never errors seen mount Rushmore so I took a detour. We were lucky we were flying low. The engines caught on fire. Now don't worry. I'm fine she's fine. I was able to land safely and we caught a ride with a truck driver." He stops but I know that's not the full stop I motion for him to keep going.

"They've been tracking Ella. If she was anywhere near where they think she is, she couldn't possibly have had tell to do something like think it was someone new."