A/N: If Christian is the way he is because of abuse and Elena, why is Elena the way she is? What happened to Elena? This story is not about Elena, but Ana meets Elena first and then saves both of them. Different circumstances, different events, but the same couple. Hope you like it.

Thank you for the response so far. You are all amazing.

Important: I do not own the Fifty Shades Trilogy or the characters. They belong to the very talented E.L. James.

Christian POV:

"Christian, I'm not hiding anyone from you. I only met Anastasia personally today and…" I hold up my hand to silence her.

"So she is a new sub and you were having an interview to determine if she is a good fit? Perfect! Let me safe you some time… she's perfect and I want her. Get her medical results and arrange a formal meeting to discuss her contract… and soon, Elena." Today would be perfect, but that is impossible if Elena only met her today so I will have to work out with Bastille more until next Friday. The hard on Ms. Steele has given me a moment ago is beginning to get painful as my imagination runs away from me and I sit down to try and get it under control before I leave here.

"Christian, you don't understand. Anastasia is not available to you. In fact, I can stress enough just how unavailable she is. There is just no way you will get Anastasia. She is not…" Yes, definitely piss off Christian Grey day today. I can hear what she is telling me, but my brain is refusing to understand what Elena is telling me. No one is unavailable to me and Elena knows better than anyone that I get what I want. Right now, I want Ms. Steele.

"Elena, I want her. No buts, no excuses… make it happen." I get up to leave, but she stops me with a hand on my arm.

"Christian, please. She is not a sub, not even close. I will find you a sub, just not Ana. Please let it go." She is practically begging. Elena does not do humble and does not beg or plead.

"Elena, you met this girl today. Don't tell me you developed a soft spot for her in such a short time?" I ask and she looks down. Oh fuck me! That's it? Elena is trying to protect this girl. "I'm not going to do anything to her she does not want, Elena. You know me better than that. I have consensual relationships that are built on trust. I'm not an abuser. What are you trying to protect her from and since when do you have a soft spot for anyone?" She looks up, that damn mask back in place, not that I'm one to point fingers.

"I won't lie to you, Christian. I like her. Strange, I know and don't ask me why because that I don't know. But I honestly like this girl and Christian, she is not a sub. I'm not trying to protect her from you, but I can't have anyone try to involve this girl in BDSM. I will find you a girl, in fact, I might have the perfect one, but she's not Anastasia." Again she is telling me that I can't get what I want and she should really know better after all these years. She has just spiked my interest in this girl by her words and her reaction to my questions. If this petite girl can affect Elena Lincoln in one morning, I would like to know how she did it. Elena does not allow anyone to get too close to her, not even me.

"Thank you, Elena. Another sub won't be necessary at the moment. Enjoy the rest of your day. I'll see you on Thursday at lunch… unless something comes up." I tell her and kiss her on the cheek. Before I touch the door handle, realisation of what just happened dawned on her and I try hard not to smile.

"Christian Grey, I know you. Don't do this. You will have to take another girl. Anastasia Steele is off limits." She says with authority in her tone, but I simply shrug without looking back at her.

"We'll see, Elena, we'll see." I say as I leave her office.

When I get to the reception desk, Ms. Steele is leaning over it to look at something on Bonnie's computer screen. I slow down, enjoying the view way too much to let it be over too soon. She has the perfect ass and it would fit my hand perfectly. I can feel Taylor looking at me and can see him stand up in the corner of my eye, but my eyes are locked on the ass of Ms. Steele.

As I reach the front of the salon, Bonnie looks over Ms. Steele and gets up, making Ms. Steele get up too and turn around… no disappointment though, the front is even better. Even her tits will fit my hands perfectly. She is biting her bottom lip and I'm sure she doesn't even realise how seductive she looks at the moment. I would like to get that bottom lip between my teeth. This girl is perfect. I don't know what Elena's problem is, but I don't care.

"Mr. Grey, enjoy the rest of your day." This girl will just not learn that she is not my type, so I ignore her.

"Ms. Steele, so nice to meet you. I hope I'll get to see you again soon." I take her hand to in mine and there it is again. If this is from touching her hand, I can just imagine touching what touching the rest of her would be like.

"It was nice to meet you too, Christian. I doubt that we would run into each other again soon as I currently live in Portland and will only be moving here in two weeks." Disappointment… not a feeling that I'm really accustomed to and one I don't plan on getting used to.

"I see. And are you already planning to get your beauty treatments here?" I point to the screen and notice that the calendar is open for next week Saturday.

"Oh, I'm planning on going out next week Saturday… for my final project for college and well… any girl likes to look her best when she is going out." I actually feel relieved knowing that she will be in town next weekend again, but don't ask where she will be going. Esclava systems are linked with GEH, like all my other business interests. As soon as her appointment is confirmed, her number will be included and I can get Welch to get the information and track her phone whenever I need to get to her in order to try and convince her to enter into a contract with me. We will be so good together, I just know it.

"Well, I hope you enjoy your night out, even if it is for a project." I lean closer to her and whisper into her ear, "You don't need beauty treatments however, you are perfect the way you are." I see her shiver and at least confirmed that she is not as unaffected by me as she seems to be… which was my aim. Flirting is definitely not my thing, but Elena set a silent challenge and I wouldn't be Christian Grey if I didn't accept. She should really know better… I never loose.

"Enjoy the rest of your day, ladies." I say and walk to the door.

"Bye Christian. Bye Jason. It was really nice meeting you both. I hope you have a pleasant weekend." I force a smile on my face and walk out. How the hell does she know Taylor? She is way too young to be one of his previous conquests and even though I want her, I'm not too sure about taking on someone he's been intimate with.

"Taylor, how do you know Ms. Steele?" I ask as soon as I get into the back of the SUV with him in front.

"I actually don't know her personally Sir, I know her father. We served together. It was just as I joined and just before he left. Best marine I've ever come across. She recognised me from a photo he has of the time we served together and asked me if my name is Jason Taylor. I said yes and she explained why she asked and how she knew. That was the end of our conversation until we left." I don't think I've ever heard he say that much in one go. Does he want her too?

I decide that it may be best if I get Welch to handle this little project for me discretely.

"Her father is Raymond Steele of Steele Security. He is a ruthless private investigator and fanatical about security, especially all things involving his only daughter." He says after a couple of minutes. When I frown, he looks into the rear-view mirror at me. "Just letting you know, Sir."

"Duly noted, Taylor." Is my only response as not even that will get me to back down. I don't know why she is affecting me like this. It might be Elena's reluctance to introduce us, her eyes, her body, her hair, her ass, her voice or Elena's refusal to simply give her to me. It might be a little of all of it, but whatever is… I want her and come what may… I will have her.

The minute I get into my study, I phone Welch who answers immediately.

"Mr. Grey?"

"Welch, I have something you need to do for me, but under no circumstances can you discuss it with anyone… not even Taylor. Whatever you find, you give directly to me and keep your mouth shut. Make sure no one can trace that you've been looking into this for me." This is not the first sensitive thing he has handled for me, but it is the first time I tell him to keep all information from Taylor.

"Sure, Mr. Grey. What do you need?"

"I need anything and everything on Ms. Anastasia Steele. I know her father is Raymond Steele and he has a security company called Steele Security. When I say everything, I mean everything Welch. Who her friends are, what she is studying, everything. How soon can you get it to me?" I need it as soon as possible to plan my pursuit of this lovely creature.

"I should have everything for you by Tuesday at the latest, Sir." He answers and even though I'm not pleased with the delay, I prefer a thorough job.

"To me personally Welch. I will wait at Grey House until you are ready to give it to me. Oh, and Welch, I want you to find out everything you can about me. Look at the common sources used by private investigators and if you find anything that should not be found, get rid of it. I know you screen my name often, but it is important that nothing is missed." I end the call and think back to the beautiful Ms. Steele. There is no way I'm not having her. With the spark I felt between us, I just know that we will be absolutely fantastic together. Even though she looks a bit innocent, I'm more than willing to bring out her sexuality.

Ana POV:

I wake up Sunday morning and where I normally sleep peacefully, my dreams were filled with intense gray eyes looking back at me. I have never been affected by a man, but there is something about Christian Grey that just seems to get to me. No doubt, he is by far the sexiest man I have ever met, but it's more than that. He is confident and strong. Much like Elena, he seems to wear a mask to hide behind, but then again, most of us do. When our hands touched I felt a connection that I've never experienced before. It's like electricity. It's not that I'm interested in him, but I wouldn't mind seeing him again. He doesn't seem like part owner in a salon though.

And that voice… holy cow, that voice is just… wow. He has the most beautiful voice. When he bend down to whisper into my ears I almost died, but refused to let anyone see how much he affected me. I can imagine that strong hands pulling me to his obviously well toned body and it causes me to feel things I've never felt before. It may be safer to push Christian Grey out of my mind and rather take a shower instead.

Ray is sitting in the living room watching something on TV, but whatever he was watching seems to be finished as a music video is starting and I sit down next to him.

"Morning daddy. How did you sleep?" I ask with a quick kiss to his cheek.

"Not well. I seem to be worried about my daughter that has this new ridiculous idea in her head." He looks to me and smile, "Don't worry, Annie. I'll make it work, but you will have to promise to be very, very careful and get out of there the minute someone bothers you. You will also have security with you and you are not to try and give them the slip."

"I promise. What do you want for breakfast?" I ask as my eyes go to the TV. There's a song on with Pitbull. He is dressed in a black suit as usual and just looks so sexy with his sunglasses. My mind immediately goes back to Christian Grey and I shake my head. Will everything I see from now remind me of him?

After breakfast, I leave for Portland, determined to forget all about Christian Grey. I turn up the music in an effort to drown my thoughts and smile when it seems to be working. The trip back is uneventful and when I arrive home, I'm greeted by a crying Kate. What the hell happened? She never cries.

"Kate, honey, what happened?" I ask gently as I stroke her head with her face buried in her pillow.

"The bastard was cheating on me… for weeks! How did I not see it? How could I be so damn blind?" She says in the short time that she lifts her head out of the pillow.

Elena's words come back to me at this moment.

"Love is for fools, Anastasia. I know it sounds harsh and all girls dream about meeting their 'Prince Charming', but it's better to learn it early in life and spare yourself a lot of heartache. I learned the hard way and I won't lie to anyone. It's better to have never loved at all, than to have loved and get your heart shattered."

Looking at Kate like this, I can see where she is coming from, but surely there is more than heartache out there.

"Kate, if he was cheating on you it's better that you found out now instead of much later. You know what they say, 'Once a cheater, always a cheater.' Forget about him." She turns on her side and since she doesn't have any make up on, I assume she has been crying for a while and my heart feels her pain. "Oh Kate, I'm so sorry you're hurting. If I could take it away, I would. Do you need anything?"

"No. Tell me about your weekend instead. I could use the distraction." She sits up and cleans her face with a tissue before smiling at me. "I still don't understand why you of all people would choose such an erotic, sexual topic."

"Obviously I'm not writing about the sexual aspect of it. But my weekend was not too bad. Elena Lincoln, the lady my dad got to talk to me, gave me the creeps at first, but I actually like her. She has this look when she lets her mask slip that makes you want to hug her until she feels better. I know there is a story there, but when I said something stupid, she told me her life was perfect. But I could see the hurt and when we had a casual chat during a break, she told me that love was for fools and it just causes heartbreak. That there is no Prince Charming and no Mr. Right. The look in her eyes was so sad even though her tone was harsh."

"Sounds like a smart woman to me. I should have met her before I fell for Dickhead Johnson." She falls back on her pillow and probably in an effort to stop herself from crying, she looks at me again, "What did you say anyway that was so stupid?"

"I basically said that people that get involved in BDSM does so because their life is lacking." She sits up again with wide eyes.

"Oh my gosh, Steele. You said that to someone who you know is in that lifestyle?"

"It kind of slipped out before I could think about it, but yes." All this talk about Elena is making me think of her business partner and I can't tell Kate about him. She'll probably track the poor guy down and plan our wedding.

"My last exam is on Wednesday. Yours is on Thursday, right?" she asks.

"Yes, Thursday morning. Why?"

"Because we are going out to celebrate. No more studying, no more books and no more worries… apart from me worrying about you handing in this paper. When is it due?"

"A week from tomorrow. I have another meeting with Elena next Saturday." I leave the rest of my plans out as she will be worse than Ray and insist on going with. I want to do this on my own and she won't understand.

As Kate is feeling fragile, we change into our pyjamas and watch chick flicks all day. Our lunch, and then dinner, is pizza as it is the nearest place that delivers. That, and of course ice cream… directly out of the tub. I've never seen Kate this depressed before, but then again, she is normally the one that breaks off the relationship.

"She's not even as pretty as I am. Makes you think… what is wrong with me?" she whispers just before she falls asleep.

The rest of the week goes by in a blur. Betweens studying and comforting Kate, I'm very busy. I also started on my paper with the information I have so far, but I don't have enough yet to make an informed opinion as to why people do get into BDSM.

My mind constantly goes to Christian Grey and my dreams are filled with visions of him. I still haven't told Kate and she is starting to notice that I'm more distracted than normal. Blaming it on the paper I have to submit soon is a good excuse, but what will I tell her after it has been submitted. The only solution is to try and get him out of my head before then, but how do I keep him out of my dreams?

When I get home on Thursday afternoon, the house is a mess with clothes everywhere. Kate and Maya are obviously starting to get ready for tonight.

"Ana, I already chose your dress and shoes. Get in the shower and hurry up. We are going for dinner first and then dancing." I put down my keys and purse and decide that it's better to just go along with Kate. Maybe she is finally feeling better and is ready to move on again.

When I get out of the shower, I see the dress Kate picked out for me. It's a black mini dress with four inch black high heels. There is no way in hell I'm getting into that. Seriously, I'm all for looking presentable, but that is way over the top.

"Kate, could you come in here for a second please?" I call out and Kate comes into the room dressed in a glittery green mini dress herself that matches her eyes. She looks stunning with gold high heels.

"Ana, you're not dressed yet?" she squeals as if I committed an unforgivable offense.

"There is no way I'm getting in that outfit, Kate." I say pointing to the outfit on the bed.

"Oh come on. You will look stunning. We have something to celebrate, Ana. Just go with it."

"I'll be ready soon." I say defeated and she leaves to let me get dressed. I decide to apply a little more make up as normally, but still not as much as Kate and Maya. I look at myself in the mirror and hardly recognise myself. I look nice. I grab my cell phone and purse and stuff it into a clutch on my way out.

When I enter the living room, everyone is already waiting. Jose and Jackson look pretty handsome themselves, but Jackson only has eyes for Maya. When will these two just admit their feelings and see where this thing between them can go?

"Wow… Ana, you look… stunning. We will spend the majority of the night fighting guys off you." Jose says as he pumps Jackson in the ribs.

"Yes… yes… stunning." Jackson says with eyes still locked on Maya and Jose shakes his head. "Okay, let's go. This room is getting a bit hot at the moment."

Dinner is pleasant. It will be strange in Seattle when we all have jobs and lives separate from each other. I hope we will still have time to spend with each other like this… this is…

"Ms. Steele, what a pleasant surprise. It's nice seeing you again." I look up to see everyone staring at the voice coming from my right and that confirms my initial thought… Christian Grey. I heard his voice enough in my dreams the last couple days to know it anywhere. I turn slowly to come face to face with those gray, smouldering, intense eyes.

"Mr. Grey. This is a… surprise. What are you doing here?" Okay, that came out harsher than needed and when Kate hits me with her elbow in the ribs, I guess that everyone could tell.

"My brother, Elliot, had some business in Portland and invited me to join him. I had no idea I would be seeing you here." He points to Elliot and I hear Kate gasp. She pulls me closer and whispers in my ear.

"Ana, if you value our friendship at all, you will invite those two drop dead gorgeous creatures to join us. Now!" Geez, okay. Kate is definitely over her breakup with Dickhead Johnson, as she calls him. I turn back to Christian and his brother.

"Why don't you join us? We were just about to order some champagne." Kate and I move up to make space for them, but Jose and Jackson don't move. They don't look happy at all. I introduce Christian and Elliot to the rest and Elliot shakes Kate's hand slightly longer than the rest of us. It's a pity I don't get to introduce myself to Christian again; I would like to touch his hand and see if that spark is still there.

"Thank you, I think we will take you up on that offer. What are you celebrating?" He asks and my heart rate starts to increase at his close proximity. It takes me a second to remember what he asked, but before I could answer, Kate helps me out.

"We are officially finished with our exams. Apart from Ana handing in her paper on Monday, there is nothing left to be done." She says with eyes fixed on Elliot.

Christian sat down first… right next to me. His scent is simply intoxicating and I'm struggling to keep up with the conversation. Everyone is telling Christian and Elliot about their upcoming plans for Seattle, but I'm silently enjoying sitting next to him. My entire body is aware of his presence and I fell it in places that I should not be.

"Oh my god. Oh my god. It just hit me. You are Christian Grey." Kate points to Christian and we all look at her. She is definitely over hear heartbreak, but right into crazy.

"Kate, are you okay? You already know his name is Christian Grey." I tell her while giving her the evil eye. What the hell is wrong with her?

"You have to excuse, Ana. She refuses to read newspapers or watch the news." She says to Christian and Elliot who both looks amused before she turns to me. "Ana, this is Christian Grey, of Grey Enterprise Holdings." She says as she looks expectantly at me… like I'm missing something.

"Well, good for him." I say and hear Elliot trying to hide his laugh behind a cough. I'm starting to feel uncomfortable with everyone looking at me like I'm from Mars.

"Ana, why don't you read the papers or watch the news?" Elliot asks after he has composed himself. I can feel Christian's stare on me and shift slightly in my seat.

"Newspapers are filled with things that already happened, which is pointless as nothing can be changed about it. They also turn tragedies into something sensational for the pure purpose of selling papers. Apart from that, there is sport, which I have no interest in and the financial pages. That's for businessmen and clearly I'm not one." I answer his question.

"There is also the weather prediction, Ana." Maya says.

"Yes… well… why spoil the surprise?" I say and it actually gets a giggle from Christian. Much like Elena, it changes his entire appearance and makes him even more handsome, if that was at all possible.

"Fair point well made, Anastasia." He says in that voice that fills my dreams. Everyone calls me Ana, but for some reason Christian insists on calling me Anastasia.

When we are done, Christian insists on paying the bill and we get up to leave for the club. When I get up, his eyes focus on me and his thoughtful look is quickly replaced with anger. When Kate comes to stand next to me, the lustful look in Elliot's eyes are replaced with anger as well. What the hell is up with these two?

A/N: Please let me know what you think.