A/N.

I know I'm a grade A b**** for taking forever to update but i have 2 children under the age of five and it's the middle of flu season so you only imagine how crazy my life has been. Pile on trying to move and you'll understand. Now to the reviewer that basically said i had no drive or desire to finish a story, you're completely wrong. I had no intentions on posting this story, some very nice readers asked me to so I did so. You can stop reading at any time. I don't write for everyone and like i said a million times before I NEVER PROCLAIMED TO BE A GREAT WRITER. I write my stories for the few people who genuinely enjoy it. Any who sorry for the rant.

Sincerely Kayla. P.s The movie comes out tomorrow and I've had my tickets for three weeks. So if you live in Philadelphia hope to see you.

Apov

Kate and I have been driving like bats out of hell to get back to Seattle. I'm not quite sure what's going to happen in light of what we found out about Leila, but what I do know is Christian's awake. I've never in my life felt as much joy and relief as I do now.

Cpov

My family has been a whirlwind of concern and relief since they arrived. My mother and sister practically choked me when they hugged me and Elliot is trying his hardest not to cry, but all in all this is a loving family moment. And yet my wife isn't apart of it. I remember everything from that night and if she thought for a second I didn't, she's in for a rude awakening. I've sent Taylor out to find Luke since he is her CPO, and you can only imagine my surprise when he had no idea where she was either. I wish I cared, but I don't. I want a divorce and I'll be sure to get one.

"Christian! Are you even listening to me?"

I'm broken from the silent planning of my divorce by my mothers stern voice.

"Yes, I just really need dad to bring the papers I asked for. Somebody has to contact Ros and tell her I want to talk to her immediately, I need Gail to gather some clothes for Taylor to bring...

"Christian, stop! You have only been conscious for an hour or two, can you please wait until tomorrow before you start driving yourself crazy with work?"

"Mom, I promise after I talk to dad and Ros I'll rest. But I need someone to find Leila."

"I called her and left a few voice mails and text but she hasn't got back to me." A look of hurt passes over my mothers face and I can understand why. How the outside world viewed Leila meant a great deal to her. So she made sure she came across as the perfect wife as well as the perfect sister and daughter in law. I don't think there's ever been a time in our short marriage that my mom hasn't been able to get a hold of Leila. Weather it be the wee hours of the morning or the late hours of the night, Leila has always been a phone call away. So for her to be completely unreachable at a moment like this is odd to her. My family didn't exactly like my wife in the beginning, mainly because they didn't understand why we married so fast. But after the miscarriage they came around. They accepted her as the woman i loved, little did they know behind closed doors we had arguments about attending family gatherings and how we should spend holidays. In the end we would always go and once we got home she would run off to do whatever it was she does.

"I'm sure she just can't get to her phone right now." I pat my mother folded hands as they rest on my bed.

"I just think it's stange that she isn't here."

"It's OK. I have you, dad and two annoying siblings to keep me company." She gives me a small chuckle. As if on que Mia burst through my room door holding a huge bag. Since I didn't ask her to bring me anything, I can only assume it's something I'm not going to like.

"Mia, whatever you have in that bag I don't want it."

"Ha ha ha, very funny. You're going to love what I have planned."

"What could you possible have planned in a hospital?"

She places the bag on the couch and claps her hands in joy.

"Well, since you're going to be stuck in here for a while I bought you these."

She pulls out some blue and grey stripped pajamas." I thought you would be comfortable in this. I know Taylor probably is on his way back with your things but I thought I could stay the night with you and then we could match." She pulls out another pair of pajamas instead hers are pink and grey.

"Mia, you can't seriously want to spend the night in a hospital."

"I'll be fine. I can sleep on the couch and we can talk and watch stupid stuff on t.v. I just want be with you. After days of not knowing if that would ever be possible, I really want to."

My poor little sister. She's so strong and determined but yet her emotions for Elliot and I are like her kryptonite.

"I'm OK. A little sore and stiff, but otherwise okay. Don't dwell on what happened, just be happy that I'm still here."

She gives me a small smile that I suspect is suppose to put my mind at ease.

"OK...But I'm still staying."

She takes her bags and heads for the bathroom. I knew from the moment I seen those night clothes, Mia had no plans of letting me stay here alone. A hint of joy fills my heart. I turn to my mother and I'm caught off guard by the intense look in her eyes. It's almost as if she's trying to piece something together. What? I don't know.

"Mom, is everything OK?" She places a hand on my head and once again she just steers." What's wrong? Why are you looking at me this way?"

"Christian, I want you to know that you can tell me anything. You are my child, I will never judge you or condemn you, I will always try to be on your side."

Feeling like this is coming from no where, I try to explain that I know all of this and don't understand why she feels the need to tell me. " it's just that...I found something in your study but I'm not sure what it is."

"What did you find?" It could have been anything but the last that I ever expected her to pull out of her purse was Ana's semi charmless charm bracelet. She admires it and kind of inspects it. Holding it in her hands, playing with the lone charm.

"It's beautiful. Bare, but beautiful none the less. Now, are you going to tell me who this belongs to or should I guess? Because it's far to simple to belong to Leila."

I don't say a word. I want to tell the world about Ana and I, but I would rather do it when I'm not married to someone else. Still, my mother is not the world so I can trust her, I would just hate for her to think of Ana badly before she ever really met her.

"Mother, when the time is right I'll tell you but if you must know that does belong to a women who is not Leila."

I don't see shame or hurt on her beautifully aged face, all I see is confusion.

"Christian, I thought you and Leila had a wonderful marriage, why would you destroy it with a mistress."

"Mom trust me, my marriage is far from wonderful. She loves her lifestyle that doesn't mean she loves me."

"And you think this woman does?"

"I know she does."

We just look at one another for a few seconds. She hasn't given me the bracelet, instead she just keeps running here figures over the C and the A.

"As long as you're happy...you are happy?"

No. I have no clue where Ana is and I fear that she might have moved on in my absence. The thought alone makes me angry and the fact that my weak body can't do a thing to find her makes me angrier.

"When I'm with her I'm happy. At the moment I guess I just miss her."

She looks back at the bracelet. " I guess this A is the only clue I'll get from you?" A playful smile touches her lips.

"Yup. And if you must know, she's absolutely beautiful."

Before my mother can open her mouth to say anything, Mia burst out the bathroom in her pajamas with a loud TADA! Her makeup is off and her hair up in a ponytail, she looks almost like a teenager again. Despite my mood and discomfort, I laugh.

"Laugh all you want Christian, I look adorable."

"If you say so."

"What do you mean if I say so? You know I'm gorgeous in anything I wear, even pajamas." She gives me a look almost as if she's challenging me to say other wise but all I can do is laugh. The love I have for my sister is undescribable. She has always held a special place in my heart, and I suspect she always will. "That's what I thought. Anyway, I'll go get a nurse so she can clean you up."

"Mia, I really don't feel like a stranger gawking at me."

"Well you shouldn't look so good to gawk at." She walks over to my bedside and kisses my cheek. "I'll be right back, don't go to sleep."

I give her a nod and she strides out of the room.

Apov

Kate has been driving around this damn hospital for ten minutes looking for a parking spot far away from the press that's seems to be every where. If I could, I would run into the hospital and demand to see Christian myself. But since I'm not a Grey that's impossible.

"Kate, just park anywhere."

"I can't. Elliot wants me to park someplace specific."

I feel antsy just sitting here. Yes christian is awake, but for how long? What if I don't get to see the gray eyes that have captured my heart? These questions are feeding the paranoid feeling in the pit of my stomach. The car comes to a stop and both Kate and I are running for the door. She tells the woman at the front desk that she's Katharine Grey and we're given directions to a private wing of the hospital. Elliot meets us when we step off the elevator. He kisses his wife.

"What took you so long?"

"I'll tell you later."

"Hey Ana. Are you OK?" Clearly referring to my tear stained cheeks and my blood shot eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine. How's your brother?" Be cool Ana, don't freak out.

"He's good. He's just a little sore."

"Where's Leila?" Kate doesn't try to hide her distain for her sister in law.

"No one knows."

"What do you mean no one knows? Her husband is in a hospital and she's no where to be found?"

Kate rant is interrupted by a voice calling Elliot's name from down the hall.

"Elliot! Your brother is looking for you."

Grace comes into view and a broad smile spreads over her face once she spots Kate." Hello Kate. How is my grand child?" She caresses her belly and speak as if the baby can hear her.

"Your grandchild is doing great, I just wish she would stop kicking me."

"You mean he." Elliot interjects. Grace smiles and shakes her head before turning her attention to me. Crap!

"Dear child, are you OK?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Nice to see you again Mrs. Grey. I'm Kate's best friend Anastasia, I don't know if you remember me."

"Of course I remember you and please, call me grace." A look consumes her face and I'm not sure how to explain it. It's a look of realization and understanding and I'm not quite sure what brought it on but it sets me at ease. Her steer is intense and unwavering but her smile is welcoming and I can't bring myself to look away.

"Mom, you said Christian was looking for me, is everything alright?" Elliot voice breaks though and effectively gets her attention.

"Oh. He's fine, just lonesome."

"Well, lets go."

We all head in the direction of his room. My body seems to be in auto pilot as my mind is plagued by a series of questions. Will he be happy to see me? Should i just go? Is he angry about how I ended things? These are all questions I simply don't have the answer to. As we all pour into his suite, I'm stunned by grey eyes pinning me to my spot. I hold my breath and don't say a word. His steer hasn't gone unnoticed by everyone else and a thick awkward silence consumes us.

"Ana?"

"Hello Christian. I'm glad to see you're ok."

"Ana, cut it out and come here." I'm sure I look just as confused as everyone else. I don't move, I assume he's still having problems with his head since he seems to be oblivious to his unknowing family members."Elliot. Help me sit up." his brother comes to his bedside and gently helps him sit upright. "Ana please."

I walk to his bed and hesitantly wait for what might happen next.

"Christian, what are you doing?"

"I've missed you. I know we didn't leave on the best of terms and I have no idea if you've found someone new but i want you to know that."

I feel them. You know the tears that beg to fall and you foolishly keep them in, trying to save face. " How could you ever think I would find someone new? It has always been and will always be you. I love you Christian." my tears slowly slide down my face.

"I love you to Anastasia." i wrap my arms around him pulling him closer to me almost as if he'll disappear if I don't.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Elliot outburst is unepected but completely understandable. But for now we live in this moment of love and relief.