A/N: So, this is one very apologetic A/N, I am mortified of how long I have taken to post this chapter. To my defense these last few months have been filled with a lot of stuff happening, both good and bad, but at least now I´m back. I guess you could say life got in the way. Another problem with being gone for so long, is that I actually don´t remember where I wanted to take this story. So I am a bit at a los of ideas, if you have any, put them in a review or PM me :D I would really appreciate it! If you have any constructive criticism, please share it with me, it is greatly appreciated.

As for the next update, I don´t know when it will be, but the more ideas or reviews (or both) I get, the faster it will be. So guys: read and review, but most important ENJOY!

Oh, and this story is AU, the characters are not mine (at least not all of them), and if you recognize it, then obviously I do not own it.

STEELE

"Mhmmmm", I mumble and look up from the file situated in my lap. I meet Mr. Miller's eyes and try my best to look interested, even though all I want to do at this point is throw him out of my office. No, can´t do that Steele. For the hundredth time today I seek out the clock hanging on the wall right in front of me, 11.55 it says. Phew, only five more minutes of this nonsense… No, that´s mean. This is your job for God´s sake, suck it up! At this point I am not really sure how I survived listening to the first two patients go on and on about how they can´t seem to find the right spark, the way out of their dark, dark set of minds. And right now, I have no fucking clue what Miller is going on about. 11.57, three more minutes…

All I can hear is blah, blah, blah and more blah. Still, I had to at least look like I was trying to follow what Mr. Miller said, so I looked at him, smiled and took some occasional notes. OK, they weren´t as much notes as drabbles, about everything and nothing. 11.59 yes! Finally!

"Mr. Miller, it seems our time is up. I look forward to seeing you next week." I said, before almost pushing him out the door when he stood and grabbed his coat.

When the door closed behind him I sank back into my chair, and let my mind wander, without the non-stop background noise this time. My mind was still reeling after my meeting with Grey earlier. I could not for the life of me figure out what he wanted my help with. After all, I was just a psychologist, a very sheltered one. None of my patients had ever struggled with something especially intriguing, it seemed most of them came here just so that they could have someone to talk to. I am not saying that they didn´t have any real issues, just that the ones they had was often easily solved and thus they did not really have to come back. But for some reason a lot of them did, and I suspect that most of the time the reason was they wanted someone who would listen to them go on and on about how they couldn´t seem to find the loved of their lives and so on. But, now I have strayed off topic myself.

12.17, oh no! Only a few minutes left till Grey once more would walk through the door. I was intrigued to say the least, but at the same time a bit afraid. Yes, we had been friends for ten years, so really I shouldn´t be. But then again, he had shut med out in less than a week, and I never figured out why. Maybe I was to find out today? The thought made me uneasy, but at the same time I still did wonder why or what made him move out from our shared apartment and stop talking to me all those years ago. A part of me had been afraid it was something I had done, but at the same time I couldn´t seem to figure out what that might have been. Rambling Steele!

My train of thought is cut off by a knock at my door. "What?" I ask.
"Uh, could you come out here for a second?" Julia asks. What now? I stand from my chair, walk to my door and open it. The sight I am met with is unbelievable; there are reporters and cameras everywhere. Oh no! What the hell is going on? Suddenly it hits me, they must know that Christian Grey is going to be here any minute, but how? I have not told anyone, and I am pretty sure Julia hasn´t either, by the look on her face she is just as shocked as I am.

"Excuse me!" I yell as loud as I can. "Everybody, you need to get out of here, like now! This is a treatment facility, not the red carpet!" My words have almost no effect, so I try to think of another approach. "Leave right now, or I am calling security! Trust me, you do NOT want to deal whit security!" this time my words seem to register with the crazed reporters. One by one they start shuffling out of the room and into the hallway. Yes that´s right, nothing to see here people, move on. Wow, it actually worked. I have no idea how, but it did. Soon the room was emptied with the exception of Julia and me. We both looked at each other and started laughing, something like this had never happened here before, and I am pretty sure it won´t happen again. Our laughter is interrupted by the clearing of a throat…

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