Ana's POV

I don't want to move. I am still safely tucked into Elliot's arms who has not let me out of his embrace since he found me in the bathroom, and we are on our way to the hospital, where they want to make sure I am not hurt. I don't think Jack physically hurt me, but I feel like every nerve in my body is somehow on high alert, so when I feel the ambulance stop and am asked to follow a young nurse into the examination area I begin to panic.

Elliot half carries me to the examination room, but stops abruptly when the nurse explains "I'm sorry, but I am afraid you will have to wait outside."

"Elliot I...I" I can't find the right words to say, all I know is that I don't want him to let go of me because this is the only place I feel safe right now.

"Shh Ana its okay, I'll still be here, I promise I wont leave you alone, but its really important for you to get checked out. I'll be right outside this door." he whispers and gives a light squeeze, before I enter the room.

The room I have entered is surprisingly warm and cosy, not at all how I had imagined it to be. I though it would have a cold atmosphere in all white, with that sterilized smell that most people associate with hospitals, but there is something very comforting about the room which calms my pulse down a little.

"Hi Ana, my name is Susan, I know this is the last thing you need right now, but I'm afraid I have to quickly examine your body for any cuts, bruises or broken bones... so if you could please strip down to your underwear, I promise to make it quick" she says sympathetically giving me a kind smile.

She goes over every single inch of my body, I don't think there is any part of me that she is not going to thoroughly investigate. Once she has checked my front, where she found nothing but a few scratches cause by fingernails, she tells me to turn around and when I hear a small gasp, I know there must be something I hadn't acknowledged was there.

It turns out I am literally bruised black and blue, have tiny cuts all over the back of my thighs caused by the broken mirror pieces that I must have fallen... got pushed into, and it seems that I have a rib fracture, and a light concussion because I had hit my head on the bathroom sink. After getting twelve stitches on one of my cuts, Susan gives me some medication for the pain and tells me that Elliot is now allowed to come in, but that I will have to stay over night for observation.

"Hey Ana" he says shyly...wow I don't think I have ever seen him so timid. I give him a weak smile, and wish that he would just come over to me and hold me. I am so tired, and all I want to do is fall asleep in his safe arms. As if he read my mind, he slowly walks over to where I am sitting on the bed, carefully wraps me into his arms and I drift off to sleep.

Christians POV

I have completely lost control of all things and it is driving me crazy. I have no idea how Ana is and what exactly that fucker Hyde did to her, but at least I am finally in New York now and have nearly arrived at the hospital were they took Ana. God please let her be ok, I dont think I would be able to live if something happened to her. I have never cared for someone this much, and I am beyond furious that she would be so stupid as to even agree to this trip, considering how Jack has been acting. Shit, and why the hell is Elliot meeting up with Ana...I need answers NOW.

After what seems like hours, I am finally at the hospital. I walk up to one of the nurses standing behind a desk "Could you tell me where Anastasia Steele is? She was brought here a few hours ago"

*RING one of the phones on the desk begins to ring, and the nurse picks it up, signalling me that this will only take a minute. But I don't have a fucking minute, and with that I take the phone and hang up. "I don't have a minute" I say in a stern voice.

She glares at me, but when I glare back she wisely backs down and says "she is in room 302, its right through those doors".

I fling open the door, not bothering to knock and what I see gets my blood boiling even more. Elliot and Ana are cuddled up together in bed.

Ana's POV

I am woken up by a loud banging noise, and once my eyes have gotten used to the strange light in the room, I see Christian glaring at Elliot and me with a slight twinge of hurt in his eyes. I don't know what it is exactly but the look he is giving me, does something to my heart, and I quickly get up and follow Christian out of the door, who has stormed out as fast as he had in.

"Christian wait" I call. "What?" he replies angrily. "You can't possibly be angry with me right now" I say not believing his tone.

"Not be angry with you"? he asks. "You are in there lying in bed with my fucking brother, why is he in there Ana?, are you together now, is that why you refused to give me a second chance? Where you already sleeping with him when I was with you?" he asks his voice cracking slightly.

"No of course not Christian, how could you even ask me that? I told you that I loved you, and I meant it, but I also told you that it hurt too much to be with you, and that we are not right for each other. That had nothing to do with Elliot, and we are neither together nor sleeping together, we're just friends...I don't have those kinds of feelings for him." I am half yelling half crying. He has no right to to even be asking me any of this, and why is he even here?

"You actually expect me to believe that Ana"? he says disbelief in his eyes "What the hell happened tonight?"

"Christian you know me better than anyone else, and you can always tell when I am lying. Do you honestly think I would lie about this?" I see him relax a little "but how did you even know that I was here, why are you in New York"? I ask not dreading the answer, because I already know his response...I was not being paranoid, someone really was following me and it must have been Christians security team. "You had me followed didn't you"? I say, tears streaming down my face.

"Anastasia I..." he tries to explain himself, but he is lost for words.

"You know what, don't even bother explaining. I don't even care about the reasons anymore and believe it or not, but I actually have bigger things to worry about right now than you. Jack almost raped me tonight, and I am still scared out of my mind..." I am literally on my knees, hugging myself right now, as if I am trying to protect my mind and body from the memory..

I see Christians eyes widening, as he steps closer to me to also get on his knees. He tries to take me onto his lap, but I refuse to be close to him, because I just don't feel safe in his arms any more...not like I do in Elliot's.

Elliot's POV

I guess I must have fallen asleep as well but when I reach out for Ana she is no longer lying beside me. I start to panic, and when I hear crying coming from outside the door I definitely do not calm down.

When I see that she is on her knees crying her beautiful eyes out, and that my brother who is sitting in front of her might be the source for her pain, I suddenly don't care about their past. I walk over to her, take her in my arms to lead her back to the room when Christian grabs my arm. "She needs rest, I am just taking her back to her room so she can sleep." I hiss.

This seemed to make him loosen his grip, and once Ana has calmed down once more and has fallen back asleep, I head outside to confront my brother who has not moved a muscle, and was obviously waiting for me to come back.

"Elliot how could you do this?, I called you the day she left me and you told me I should try to move on from her, because that was what she wanted... but you only said that so that you could make your move didn't you?" he yelled

"Yea exactly, I planned this whole thing just so that I could get close to her." I reply sarcastically

"Well you are not even denying it..." he said with a deadly stare

"I am not going to deny it, because I don't have justify my actions to you. We are all adults here, and I asked her out for some drinks, and yes we ended up talking all night and having fun, but that is it. I am not interested in her romanti-" I come to an abrupt stop because I realized what I was saying was not the truth, and I knew that Christian had realised the same thing.

When I had found her lying in the bathroom like that, something had snapped in side of me, and I could not bare the thought of her experiencing any sort of pain.

Christian nodded as if in agreement "Keep the fuck away from her. If I find out that you have touched her in any way, I swear to god I will kill you and I will never forgive you for this"

I believe every word coming out of his mouth, but just because he can't have her, it doesn't mean that no one should.

"You can't just go around making decisions for every one else. This is her fucking life and MY fucking life, and just because you somehow screwed it up with her, it does not automatically mean that no one else is allowed the chance to make her happy. She told me about how you were suffocating her and not giving her any freedom... don't you get that you just weren't what she needed, but that I maybe am?!"

He looks at me with a pained expression, but does not stop me from continuing "Look, I know what this is doing to you, but Ana needs someone to be there for her right now and I can be that person...I promise I will take care of her, and will make sure that she is happy"