A/N: Thank you for the reviews, follows and PM's. This is great and as a thank you to you all, I decided to post chapter 2 a day or so earlier.

You will get a look into what has happened in the eight months Christian was held captive, but as "Looking back at what happened" has been done before, I decided that since e-mails was a huge part of communication between Ana and Christian in the original books, why not let Christian find out what happened with e-mails. Christian will obviously have a lot to read through and is randomly going to select what to read. The e-mails are dated in order to keep track of the time.

Just to answer a PM regarding the time line. The Charlie Tango crash was on 17 June 2011, the day before Christian's birthday. The memorial was about a month later on 19 July 2011. The rescue was obviously eight months and eight days later on 25 Feb 2012 and woke up on Monday 27 Feb 2012.

I know there was a question about Ana's appointments with Ros, the bank manager and the legal team the Sunday and Monday morning, but we will only see what that was about from Christians point of view a bit later.

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

Ana POV:

It has been two days since Christian was rescued and had the operation, he should have woken up by now, but no such luck yet, although Grace remains positive. The security around Christian has been increased and Taylor, much like me, has not left his door since he was brought in.

Elliot, Kate, Mia and Ethan have been coming by every morning and only leave late at night. Elliot has been crying non-stop, who would have thought, and thanked me a thousand times already, if not more, for not giving up on his brother. Luckily their wedding was postponed due to some things that Kate could not get in time that she absolute had to have, typical Kate, so Christian will be able to stand next to his brother on his wedding day in four weeks. This has obviously also contributed greatly to Elliot's emotional state at the moment. The two of them are fighting constantly these days with Kate on edge with the wedding arrangements and poor Elliot, being the man that he is, constantly saying the wrong thing and this normally leads to fight blown so out of proportion they can't even remember the original reason that started the fight. I think that Elliot thinking he would get married without his brother standing next to him also contributed to his mood and a small amount of the fights. It is actually a blessing Christian is unconscious as Grace says it should speed up his recovery with the rest he is getting and he is also privileged in that he does not have to listen to Kate and Elliot arguing about everything from flowers to food to the variety of drinks. Does all this shit really matter that much to them?

I look over at Christian and he looks so peaceful and already much better than when we found him. He has some colour in his face again and his lips are back to their normal kissable self. God I am tired, but no way am I missing his beautiful Grey eyes when he finally opens them. Everybody left and I am sitting next to the bed staring at him like I am afraid he will disappear. The irony is not lost on me; he used to be the one watching me sleep. I could never understand that and thought…how boring. Who wants to sit doing nothing but watch someone else sleep? Well, I sure get it now.

"Baby, please wake up for me. I missed you so much and I love you. You are it for me you know. I will never be able to move on from you, even if it turned out that you were in fact dead, I would not have been able to move on…you ruined me for other men. I am so glad we found you, just sorry it wasn't sooner. Please wake up baby, I need to see those beautiful eyes and shy smile I love so much." And here comes the waterworks. What the hell is wrong with me? I have never cried so much in my life. I put his hand in both of mine and put my head on top of it and just carry on talking to him.

"Don't you want to see me Mr. Grey? You have been sleeping since you were admitted on Saturday and it is Monday night already. I changed the playroom you know" Maybe thinking of playing will get him to wake up? "Took everything out except the furniture and made a new room just for us. It basically screams sex and love now baby, as opposed to reminding me of a medieval torture chamber, I know you will love it. But, you will have to open those gorgeous eyes for me if you want to see it soon. I also had to get some new outfits to match with the new room. OMG you should see some of them. Come on baby please. For me, open your eyes." I yawn and feel my eyes close. "I am just going to close my eyes for a minute baby. I am so tired."

"Ana, baby wake up." Even in my dream his voice is musical. Funny, I fell asleep trying to wake him up and then dream he is trying to wake me up.

"Ana, Ana can you wake up for me?" He took his hand out of mine and is stoking my hair. "You can't sleep like that Anastasia. Come get in the bed with me."

I lift my head and I am greeted with the most beautiful grey eyes with nothing but love shining out of then and shit, that shy smile…how I have missed that smile. The clock on the bedside table shows just after 3am.

"Christian…baby…your awake…well, obviously you're awake, but I mean…oh fuck, I don't know what I mean. I am so tired." I put my head back on my hands and start crying again. Christian gentle lifts my head; takes my hand in his and pulls me next to him. Very carefully not to touch his leg, I get into bed next to him and just cry softly with my head on his chest. He is rubbing my back and I cry softly…for all the days without him, for everything he went through, for his family, for me, but mostly, just for us and what we have lost.

"I love you Anastasia." I fall asleep again with Christian humming to me.

I wake up but don't move to get up. I just hold Christian, afraid that if I leave his side he will disappear.

"Morning baby, did you sleep well?"

"Good Morning. Yes, I can't remember the last time I slept this well." I move my head and come face to face with his family.

"Morning…everyone. What time is it?" Damn, I could sleep more right now.

"It is 10:45. I did not want anyone to wake you. Taylor told me you have not been sleeping well in my absence and my mom said you have not closed your eyes properly since I was admitted." And then he gives me the best good morning kiss lightly on my mouth which as you can imagine, turned rather quickly to a deeply passionate kiss.

"Uhm, yes…well…I think, never mind…we will just give you two some privacy. We could all use a late breakfast as we left the hotel too early for food." Thank you Carrick!

In record time the room was cleared trying to avoid the awkwardness and it was only us.

"Baby, do you have any idea how much I fucking missed you? I thought you moved on believing I was dead. It tore me apart. That bitch made sure I got pictures of the memorial and you looked so beautiful, but baby, when I looked at the picture of you next to Taylor and your dad, and not a single tear on your face, I thought you did not love me after all. I stared at that picture for days willing it to tell me why you did not look sad, not that I like seeing you cry, but fuck, I almost went insane thinking about you with someone else. Then I told myself that you were in denial and you have not started grieving yet, which made me feel better for a very short time, until I then realised that if you were in denial, you were going to come crashing down as soon as you accepted that I was gone and that was just unbearable." He finally stopped talking and I just stared at him. Apart from physical pain, what must he not have gone through?

"Christian, I think I have some idea what you went through. You must realise however that even though you knew I had Taylor, your family, my family and I was safe, I had no idea where you were, if you were cold, hungry or safe. If you were being taken care of, if you even missed me at all. I e-mailed to you often, twice a day on most days, to tell you everything I did during the day, how much I loved and missed you and what I was feeling. I phoned your phone like ten times a day just to hear your voicemail greeting. I bought this huge bear and dressed him in one of your shirts as I just could not bear to sleep alone, which was just one of the reasons I did not sleep that much. I love you so much and I never even got a chance to see you open your birthday presents." Shit, am I ever going to stop crying. Where are all these tears even coming from? I am going to dehydrate at this rate.

"I heard what you told my dad some time during yesterday. I am so proud of you baby. I am sorry I missed all that. I would have loved to see you in taking control and making decisions. Shit, that must have been so hot!" Oh…he must be feeling better to give me that look.

"Mr. Grey, you should be resting not giving me the look. I think you should get some rest and I will go to the hotel, have a shower, get a clean set of clothes and some things you would need…" I don't want to go, but of course, I must look like death warmed up and I have to pick up a few things for Christian as well.

"Anastasia, you are so not going anywhere, in fact, I think you will be lucky if I let you out of my sight in the next year. Shit, now that I think about it, since you have learned so much about the business, I can even take you to work with me…it will be like…bring your hot girlfriend to work day everyday!" Well, that will be quite a conversation when the time comes and one I really do not look forward to. "Everything has already been arranged. Taylor came in earlier with a couple of bags and I asked him to put it in the bathroom. Everything we need should be in there." I lie back down on his chest and he is dragging his fingers through my hair. "Sooo, you redecorated the playroom huh?" I look up at him and he has this mischievous look in his eyes and a smirk on his face.

"You heard that?" Of course he would hear that but he should not get any ideas until he is fully recovered. "Oh no Mr. Grey, you are going to go right back to resting and I am going to shower and clean up." His face instantly falls and he looks like he might start to cry. "Christian, I will be right back. I am not even leaving your hospital room. I won't be ten minutes."

I give him a passionate kiss and go to the bathroom. Eight minutes later, I am rushing to his side while Grace is checking his vitals and chart and Carrick and the rest sit around the room joking about Christian having to use crutches for two to three weeks. Ethan, Kate and Elliot is betting on how long the cast will stay on before Christian goes insane and either get it removed or orders Taylor to remove it.

I am wearing a tight fitting jean with a blue tank top and these nice slip on shoes Taylor got. I should leave Sawyer at home and take Taylor shopping with me, the man's got style. Lying next to Christian we spend the afternoon chatting with our family and everyone is so relaxed.

"Now Christian, if you rest properly and do what you are told, you will be out of here in three days, maybe even less depending on your progress. Please darling, be good and follow instructions. I know you are understandably anxious to get your team in here and get to work, but honey, take these couple of days and catch up with Ana and your family. We are all dying to spend time with you and I am sure Ana will love your undivided attention for a couple of days without interruptions from work." Oh Grace, what would I do without you?

"Mom, thank you, I was not really thinking of getting back to work until next week. I have come to realise how precious time is and I want to catch up and resolve a couple of things before I return to GEH. The press release will go out tomorrow which Taylor has approved for me. But I was thinking that as soon as I have been released, that we could take the jet and all go to Aspen to catch up, talk things over and just spend time together. I don't really want to go into complicated explanations here in the hospital and would prefer if we just spend time together as a family to work through this with no interruptions." I cannot believe this man, seriously, he wants to go back to work next week already? We coped eight months without him for fuck sakes and although I understand his eagerness to get back, surely two weeks or so won't make that much of a difference.

"Thank you, thank you baby. A couple of days in Aspen sounds great." I am kissing his face, neck, eyes, mouth, ears and everywhere I can reach.

"But for now, maybe you two should both get some more rest and we will see you in the morning. You have both been through a lot. Ana, would you like me to give you something to help you relax and get some sleep."

I snuggle next to Christian, looks at Grace and smile. "No thank you Grace, I have everything I need right here."

Christian kisses me softly, looks at Grace and smile. "I am fine too, thanks you mom. I can sleep just fine with Ana next to me."

Mia comes over to whisper something to Christian who just smiles at her and after saying good bye, everyone leave the room.

Christian POV:

Ana has been sleeping for almost three hours and she looks so peaceful. Shit, will I ever get tired of looking at her sleeping? I honestly don't think so. She is absolutely breathtaking and I cannot believe she is still mine after all these months. What the hell did I do to deserve this amazing woman in my life? Whatever it is, I am sure fucking grateful I did it.

I hear a soft knock on the door and Elliot pokes his head through the small opening requesting permission to enter. I smile at him and put my finger to my mouth silently asking him to be quiet and point to my sleeping beauty.

Elliot smiles and closes the door softly. He takes one of the chairs and come and sits on my side of the bed.

"Bro, it is fucking awesome to see you! Shit, I thought you were dead and if not for this little sister of mine, I would have continued to think that for I don't know how long. I will never be able to thank her enough. You are one lucky bastard to have such a dedicated person loving you so unconditionally." Poor Elliot, he looks close to tears.

"Elliot, you know it is great to see you too. I missed everyone so much. Thanks for waiting for me to get married, even though it was not intentional. I would have been seriously pissed if I had missed that. So tell me, how are things with Kate and Grey Construction?"

"Well, things with Kate are…well…going. She is obviously not the loving and affectionate woman your Ana is, but then again, I don't think anyone can compare to Ana. But I love Kate all the same. She is feisty, loyal and hot as hell. I built us a new house, which she refuses to move into until after the wedding. Bro, you should see the kitchen, it is the shit if I do say so myself, all of course in an effort to try and get Kate to at least learn how to turn the stove on and any after that is a bonus. I promise you, that girl could not boil water if her life depended on it. I will have to get a housekeeper if I don't want us to starve." At least he is now laughing and it feels so good to laugh with my brother.

"I am glad you are happy Elliot and good luck with Kate! Ana is certainly one of a kind. Fuck Elliot, I don't know what I would ever do if anything happens to her. I have never loved anything or anyone more in my entire life. She is my life. I thank God everyday for giving Kate the flu the day she was supposed to interview me. Now, don't tell anyone, but I have been thinking earlier about how short life is. Do you know that I asked Ana to marry me right before the crash?" I wonder if anyone knows.

"Yes, when the news came Ana was devastated and kept saying over and over that she never got to give you her answer. Of course no one knew what the hell she was on about and after mom got her to at least calm down and breathe, she told us about your proposal and every woman in the room started to cry. It was heartbreaking. Nothing could comfort her and mom ended up knocking her out. When she finally woke up, it took her a couple of minutes to remember what happened. Luckily Flynn was already there as she completely went mental, fuck, she is scary when she is somewhere between devastated and livid. After several attempts to get her to calm down, Flynn told mom to knock her out again. When she came to this time however, she was just emotionless. Christian, it was fucking scary seeing Ana like that. She spent nights sleeping in your closet to smell your clothes, your freaking closet... You should see that big ass bear sleeping with her, wearing your t-shirt. The thing is huge. Finally, the day before the memorial or maybe it was during the memorial, she just changed. She was not talking about you and at the memorial, whenever someone came up to her to tell her how sorry they are for her loss; she just turned around and walked away. She finally ended up doing God knows what as we never saw her. I popped in a couple of times into GEH when I knew she would be there and spent some time with her in your office, which she kept exactly like you left it. I thought it was kind of creepy after a while, you know, with us thinking you were never coming back, but of course, looking back at it now, of course she would not change your things when she believed with all her heart you were coming back."

Fuck, my poor Ana. Not only loosing me in her life, but also everyone she cared about because she could not move on as they have. I look down at her sleeping face and kiss her softly on the top of her head. She snuggles closer to me and falls back into a deep sleep.

"Elliot, I am so blessed to have her and it breaks my heart to hear how broken she was, but I want to know. I want to know everything." I don't want to even think of all the things I missed, but I can't help myself, I want to know what happened to my baby.

"Well, you're in luck. Taylor told me that Ana had your e-mail account capacity enlarged and blocked all e-mails accept hers and Taylor's as they were the only one's communicating to you as if you were still there. So, I thought you would be grateful if I could bring you your laptop, charged obviously, so you could read through it to see what you missed and what she went through. I asked Kate to pick it up before she came down to Portland."

"Shit Elliot. Thank you. Thank you! That is awesome. Did you bring it now?" Please say yes.

Elliot reaches into his bag and pulls out my laptop. He hands it to me smiling. "Well, I guess I will leave you to it. Maybe you could read a few before sleeping beauty here wakes up. I will see you later." I shake his hand, take the laptop and I am sure I have the biggest smile on my face he has ever seen. I switch it on, but had to get Taylor to give me the password as it has been changed several times already. Security measures at GEH and Escala requires all passwords to be changed every thirty days.

After he leaves the room, I open my inbox and see literally hundreds of e-mails. It will take me weeks to get through all of them. The first one is from Taylor, but I go to the second one first as it was sent by Ana.

From: Anastasia Steele

To: Christian Grey

Date: 20 July 2011

Subject: Good morning baby

Hi Baby,

Yesterday was the memorial service Grace arranged for you. It was beautiful, even though I feel that it was not necessary as you are coming back. I just know it, you are out there somewhere and we will find you. Taylor agreed this yesterday to help me and, no matter how long it takes, I will find you again. We will find you!

I could not bring myself to cry. How can I cry over loosing the love of my life if he is not dead? How can I mourn if I have not lost anything accept you by my side every day?

You would not believe how fucking livid I was to see two rows of brown haired ex-subs sitting in the back of the church. The fucking nerve of these ladies, do they have no pride or self respect or shit, even respect for the dead and their families. It's like they formed the ex-sub-club or something. Anyway, I will tell you what happened with that later, much later I think. Let's just say, it was not pleasant.

I hope you are safe, warm and well fed.

I love you baby, so much that I can't even breath without you. I will get up and I will work hard and I will find you.

We will be together again baby.

Always and Forever yours,

Anastasia.

I stare at the mail for the longest time and then read a few more, scrolling through the list and selecting random ones to read. One of the e-mails absolutely broke my heart that she wrote just a couple of days before I was rescued.

From: Anastasia Steele

To: Christian Grey

Date: 21 February 2012

Subject: Broken hearted but still hopeful

Christian,

I miss you! Fuck, I miss you so much my heart is constantly aching. Everyone keeps telling me to move on, but how can I, you own me heart, body and soul. I have nothing left to give to anyone else. I promised to never leave you and I will keep that promise. But I am lonely baby. So unbelievable, fucking lonely! I am crying whenever I sit still for longer than two minutes. I want you! I want you back! I want you safe and I want you next to me. I don't want to wake up anymore without you and I am so fucking tired of going to bed at night without you. I want to sleep. I am so tired, but I can't because me sleeping is not going to bring you back and how can I sleep when I am in physical pain with my longing for you?

This is fucking unfair. How can they do this to us? What the hell did we do to deserve this?

Hang in there baby. We are close, I just know it. All other suspects have been eliminated and I know that bitch will fuck up soon and I will get you back.

You will love the new me baby. The training I did for 12 excruciating hours a day included endurance and self control, just imagine the possibilities for play time baby?

Always and forever yours,

Ana.

I scroll back to the first e-mail sent by Taylor.

From: Jayson Taylor

To: Christian Grey

Date: 19 July 2011

Subject: Status report

Sir,

Permission to speak freely. Fuck, I will assume you said yes. This feels stupid, but yes, Ana has me convinced that you are not dead and will come back and I would like to keep you updated on the status regarding your affairs.

Ms. Steele is broken hearted Sir, and that is putting it mildly. I thought Flynn would have her committed until today. For the first time she actually responded to people around her. Do you know that she was not speaking to anyone for the first two weeks after the crash? I mean no one Sir and since she was not writing to you yet, I have no idea how she survived. She ate, slept and worked out. Nothing else! She did not leave Escala and no one was allowed to enter to visit her. I was out of my depth and thank fuck for Gail, she took really good care of her.

Well, anyway, Ms. Steele woke up this morning, bright eyed and bushy tailed as she called it. I thought she finally lost it. She asked me to take her to the memorial and to arrange a meeting with myself, Sawyer, Welch, Barney and herself in your office at Escala and to keep it confidential. With no more information… It was all I could think about during the memorial.

For the duration of the memorial I stayed next to Ana at all times, of course with your mom and her dad, expecting her to break down. She was so calm and again I thought she was fucking loosing it.

After the memorial your will was read and Ana was shocked and seriously, that is like the understatement of the fucking year. But that also caused her to be more determined as she kept saying "This is good. This is good. No one will take what belongs to him." Again, I thought she is about to go over the edge. How much can a small little thing like Ana take anyway?

Back at Escala, we all gathered in your office and Sir, this is a direct account of what took place merely an hour ago:

"Gentlemen, thank you for coming. I am sure you are all wondering what is going on so I will get straight to the point. First, here is a notepad for each of you to take notes and yes, you will need it.

Okay, it is time we look for Mr. Grey ourselves. Yes, you heard me, Christian Grey is not dead. I would know if his soul left this earth and I am telling you he is alive. So, until someone shows me his body, you all work for me and you will dedicate as much time to this as I need you to, and gentlemen, that will be a lot. So clear your schedules"

Of course, being the stupid men we are, we just stared at her like she is insane. She changed her stance, smiled at us and continued.

"No, I am not crazy, insane or anything and should you not be writing this down. Come on, start writing, no 1. Clear schedule until further notice. Barney and Welch, I want you to look into the whereabouts of everyone that might have had a grudge against Christian. That means every ex-sub, every unhappy CEO for the last 12 months of the companies he bought out, Jack Hyde and let us not forget the dear Mr. and Mrs Lincoln. We will go through a process of elimination until we have a short list and then ramp up security to see if we can locate Christian. That means look into their financials, known associates, call history and hack into their IT systems if needed. Shit, I don't know how this spy shit works, but do whatever you have to.

Barney, Welch, you are not writing this down! Now Taylor, firstly, I want you to find me a couple of trainers. Self defence, endurance, tactical offence, anything you can think off. I will have 12 hours a day starting Monday for training and you should keep me busy. I also want a firearm, licensed of course, with sufficient training scheduled to make me a good shot. Prepare a schedule for me ASAP and I will approve as soon as done and we will start. Secondly, I want you to get, and start training, new security members to take over as soon as Welch gives us a short list. I would think about six additional team members. Did you get all that?"

"Yes Ms. Steele."

"Sawyer, as we will continue as normal until Mr. Grey is home again, you will be assigned to me again and everywhere I go, you go. Any training I get, you will participate in and also assist with the training where possible. I am sure you can even be one of the trainers being a trained professional yourself. Any questions?"

"No, Ms. Steele. Instruction perfectly understood."

"Well gentlemen, I suggest you get to it. We will have a meeting every other day at 7 am, or as needed, and I want full progress reports on everything. Now, I will go to get some training outfits."

She walked five feet to the door, turned around, looked straight at Sawyer and asked in a calm tone. "Sawyer, aren't you forgetting something?" Shit Sir, he actually looked scared to go with her, but he pulled himself together immediately and followed Ms. Steele to go shopping.

Barney, Welch and I just sat there and all of the sudden we all said simultaneously "Fuck me! What the hell just happened?" It would have been funny if not so damn weird.

Sir, if you ever doubted the level of commitment and unconditional love Ms. Steele has for you, please, stop worrying. You own her. She is yours. Heart, body and soul.

Well, I feel like a fool, but since I have a list to get to and I really don't want to piss off Ana 2.0, I will have to get going.

I will update you again soon.

Regards

Jason Taylor

Head of personal security, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.

Well, fuck me too! I am truly sorry I missed that little performance from my sleeping beauty. Shit, who would have thought this is what would happen to my sweet Ana. She is still sweet, just…fuck I don't even know what she is, but one thing is sure, she is not the Ana I left behind.

A/N: Hope you like Ana 2.0. Please review.