I'm so sorry. I promise there is a reason she's left.

Chapter 7

Watching Deana disappear into the afternoon traffic of Seattle was more difficult than he had imagined it would be and it took everything in him to hold back the tears that wanted to break free as he made his way back into the building and up to his apartment. He could feel Taylor watching him as the doors of the lift opened but he ignored him and walked straight to the bar where he poured himself a drink and downed it on one go. He couldn't drink as much as he wanted, he still had to go to his parents tonight although he really didn't feel like it now.

He heard Taylor walk up behind him and ask "Sir are you still going to dinner tonight?"

Looking at his reflection in the glass he nodded his head at Taylor and watched him walk away. He'd promised to make every dinner when he was in town even if he knew he wouldn't be the best of company tonight. He only hoped she found the present he'd had Mrs Jones place in the bag she'd packed. Along with new clothes and under garments he'd got her a brand new iPhone. He may have also turned the GPS on but he expected her to find it but that was only a decoy as he'd had barney install a separate tracking system that meant as long as the phone was on, he'd know where to find her. You know, in case of a emergency.

Heading to his room he changed into some work out clothes before heading to his home gym. Hoping to run the thoughts of her out of his head. However after two hours of switching between machines with him still thinking about her spread out across his bed, he knew he wasn't going to be able to forget about her. Heading up for a shower he thought about what his next move needed to be. Before getting into the shower he flipped through his phone until he got to the picture he had taken of her earlier and set it as his home screen as inspiration. He knew he would get hell if Elliot caught sight of it later but he didn't care. Thinking of Elliot reminded him of what Taylor had said the night before and opened up a text to Elliot.

Christian: Taylor says he caught sight of you taking a picture of Deana and me last night. Did you?.

He started up the shower and stripped out of his workout clothes and before he was completely naked his phone beeped with a new message.

Elliot: of course. I needed proof. Mum and Mia would never have believed me otherwise. They both know by the way. Told them to leave you alone last night though. Have neither phoned?

Christian: Send me the photo's and make sure no one else can get their hands on them. I assumed you had but nothing from them yet. Deana left Seattle this afternoon.

He heisted before sending it, mainly questioning telling Elliot about her leaving, but then went ahead and sent the text before getting into the shower. Even in here he was bombarded by thoughts and memories of her. 'God this had to stop' he thought as he felt himself getting excited, reminiscing about this morning with her, and his hand moved down to take care of business.

After a thoroughly unsatisfying orgasm he cleaned himself up and got out to get ready for dinner. He checked his phone as he ran a towel over his hair and saw that Elliot had sent the picture as well as replied to the message.

Elliot: Shit sorry man. Are you still coming tonight?

Christian opened up the picture to see that it was one of them sitting close together with there heads facing each other so that their noses where nearly touching. Deana's hair was covering her face but he could see her lips curled in a smile and he had one hand up behind her neck. Elliot had obviously taken it as they went in for a kiss. They looked lost in a different world. Saving the picture he returned to his brothers text and replied

Christian: Yeah will be there.

Elliot's reply was instant so he must have been waiting with his phone out.

Elliot: Alright dude, see you there.

Looking at the time he saw that it was after five o'clock, meaning that Deana had been on the road for over three hours and should be close to Spokane by now. Debating for a moment, he pulled up her number, and made sure it was the right one, and composed a text to her.

Christian: Missing you already. Just getting ready for dinner at my parents and wishing you'd been able to stay long enough to join us. How's your journey going? Christian.

He sent it before he could chicken out and then set the phone down on the bed so that he wasn't checking it every two seconds. Going into his closet he dropped his towel into the laundry basket and retrieved some fresh underwear and socks and put them on. Picking out a pair of dress trousers and a shirt he got dressed and lifted a jacket on the way back into his room. Approaching the bed he saw that his phone was flashing with a new message and picking it up and unlocking it he saw that it was from Deana.

Deana: Just pulled into the motel. Journey was good. No traffic so made good time. Going to be strange being back to normal after the last few days of luxury. Meeting up with dad's friend In a hour after I get a room and settle, maybe go get some food. And yeah me to. I'm sorry if your parents where expecting me.

Christian: Still wish you'd accepted my offer of booking you a hotel room, you'd be far more comfortable. As for my parents don't worry about it. Only reason they knew so soon was that Eliot couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Putting his phone in his pocket he grabbed everything else he needed and made his way into the living room. Taylor entered from his quarters not long after which meant he'd been in the security office. Looking at the clock and seeing it was quarter to six he walked to the wine rack and picked put a bottle to take with him before he made his way to the elevator saying "We might as well leave now." Taylor rode down with him this time and once in the garage he got into the back of the black Audi and made they're way to his parents house. He had to keep himself from checking his phone constantly and was a little disappointed that she hadn't replied before they made it to his parents house.

Pulling up outside the house Christian could see that Elliot's truck was already there, parked alongside his parents cars. Getting out he made his way to the door which was opened by his parents housekeeper Gretchen. Like clockwork she put a flirty face and said in what she must of hoped to be a sultry voice "Good evening Mr Grey."

Stepping past her and ignoring her greeting Christian greeted his mother who had just walked into the foyer "Good Evening Mother"

"Christian, sweetheart glad you could come." he could see her subtly looking behind him. Obviously Elliot hadn't mentioned that Deana wasn't coming. "Are you alone?"

"Yes Mother, I'm alone. Deana got a call about a job in Spokane and needed to be there for tonight." Even now Christian couldn't help but think the situations smelled a bit fishy, and now that she wasn't around to distract him he wondered just what the job was. Any time he'd asked she'd done something to distract him. He really needed to read that background check.

His mother continued to ask questions about Deana as they made there way into the living room where his father and brother where sitting on the sofa's talking, each with a drink in hand. Handing the bottle of wine he'd brought over to his mother he got himself a drink at the bar and joined them while his mother retreated to the kitchen to see how dinner was coming along.

Joining the conversation with his father and brother he added his thought when necessary but mostly just listened. He was interrupted when his phone beeped in his pocket. He got a look from his father when he took it out, obviously believing it to be work, but opening it up Christian found it to be from Deana

Deana: Christian what the hell did you do? I can't accept all this.

'She'd obviously found his gifts' he thought laughing slightly.

Christian: As I've said before I won't notice the expense and you needed the new phone.

Typing out a quick reply he looked up to see both his brother and father watching him. Elliot had a stupid smile on his face while his dad was looking at him curiously

"Deana?" Elliot asked, obviously already knowing it was. He just nodded at him and looked back at his phone as it beeped again.

Deana: But why? you don't even know me. Why are you so insistent on buying me expensive gifts?

Christian: Because I want to. I'll call you later as we're about to have dinner and I've promised my mum that my phone will stay in my pocket at the table. What time should I call?

Deana: I've already met with dad's friend and got the low down on the job so I'm just crashing in the room after a few drinks so whenever.

He got a strange feeling in his stomach at the thought of her going to a bar alone. What if she move's on? He knew the chances of someone hitting on her where high, she was a beautiful woman.

Christian: Ok be careful. I'll text you as I'm leaving.

"So how is she?" he heard Elliot ask and he looked up again to find him smirking at him. He noticed that his mother had joined him while he'd been engrossed in texting Deana and she was looking at him with a hopeful expression on her face that she was trying to hide.

"She's fine. Arrived in Spokane and has met up with her dad's friend." he replied. He was saved from saying anymore by Gretchen coming into the room and telling them that dinner was ready. He spent the rest of the night being bombarded by questions and was unhappy to find that a lot of them he couldn't answer as he really didn't know that much about her. When his dad said as much he replied with "We've only just met. We're still getting to know each other and she seems wary about opening up."

Elliot then asked the awkward question of "So when's she in Seattle next?"

The only answer he could give him was that he wasn't sure and that they would have to figure that out when they talked. His father didn't take this answer well but thankfully kept his silence. It was with relief that Christian left after dinner and made his way back to Escala.

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Deana usually found a few hours of driving her Baby to be very relaxing. But not today. With it being a Sunday afternoon the roads where clear and so it left her with nothing but open road and her thoughts. All of which where about Christian. By the time she'd made it Spokane she was pretty wound up. Pulling in to the first Motel she found, she went and got a room for the next few nights. As she was heading back to the car her phone beeped in her pocket and she paused to take it out and read the text. It was from Christian and she debated opening it and prolonging the pain or just deleting it straight away, before curiosity got the best of her and she opened it. Reading the text she debated again abut replying. She really shouldn't lead him on, but she wanted him to fight for her, to not let her go no matter how unrealistic that thought was. Typing out a reply she sent it and continued on to the car where she lifted her bags and went into the room. The new bag with her washed clothes felt a little heavy for all that was in it but before she could investigate her phone rang. For a minute her heart raced, thinking it was Christian, but taking out her phone she found that it was Harry, her dad's friend. She'd sent him a message when she was coming into town to let him know she was here. A short conversation with him had her leaving the motel to find the dinner they had agreed to meet at. On the way there her phone beeped again with a message from Christian but she ignored it, she was working now and needed to focus.

She spent an hour with Harry, talking over the case which involved a werewolf that had taken to stalking and killing young attractive woman. The full moon was tomorrow night hence the time limit and while Harry had found the wolf's hunting area he needed bait that could also take it out if need be, hence why she'd been called.

Once Harry had left she ordered some food to take out and headed back to the motel. Only then when she was back in the room did she open up Christian's text. As she read she walked over to the table that was of to the side of the room and set her take out on it. She'd left her bags on the chair's earlier and lifted them down onto the floor. Again she thought the new bag was quite heavy so she opened it up. Her washing was sitting at the top and lifting it out she found more clothes, all brand new and expensive, and siting on top was a brand new iPhone with a note. Opening the note she read it and found that the phone was already set up to use and that Christian had taken care of insurance so that if it got broken all she had to do was go to the nearest apple store and they would sort her out.

Not believing her eyes she took out her own phone and text Christian. His reply was instant and she replied trying to make him understand that he couldn't keep doing this and that she couldn't accept them. Even as she sent it, she was picking the new phone up and turning it on. As his next reply came through she got fed up not knowing who he was and opened up the internet on the new phone and searching for him, and she ha to admit it felt good being able to do it straight away. The amount of pages that came up for him shocked her. And he was a billionaire. BILLIONAIRE!. Just what had she got herself involved in. As she looked him up she replied to his text, all the while thinking he was so far out of her league.

Going back to the bag she looked through the clothes she found that while they all looked more expensive than anything she would normally wear they where all similar in style. It would appear he had figured out her taste very quickly. At the bottom of the bag she had even found some sexy underwear along with a note that said "I hope to be able to see you in some of these soon." With Christian unviable now at his parent dinner she decided she needed a drink but didn't want any company, so she headed out to find the closet liquor store and bought a case of beer before returning to the room where she continued reading all she could find on Christian while drinking her way through the case.

She was half way through the case when her new phone started ringing. A picture of Christian came up with his name and accept or decline. Hesitating with her thumb over the screen before accepting she put the phone to her ear and said hello. She hoped she didn't sound drunk and was regretting letting herself drink so much before he called. They talked long into the night, until eventually Deana could feel her eyes closing and she said good night and fell asleep to dreams of a certain copper haired billionaire.

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Monday morning meant back to business for Christian and he entered GEH in good spirits after a good nights sleep after talking to Deana into the early hours. He got a strange look from Andrea when he greeted her with a good morning and asked for a coffee and got a bewildered "Yes Mr Grey as a reply. Sitting down behind his desk he opened up his schedule to remind himself what he had that day before opening his emails to do some work. He'd worked his way through a few of them when he came to the one from Welch in regards to Deana and hesitated slightly before opening it 'Did he actually want to know?' before clicking on it.

Name: Deana Mary Winchester

Date of Birth: January, 24 1991, 25

Address: N/A

Phone: N/A

Hometown: Lawrence, Kansas

Mother: Mary Winchester, deceased

Father: John Winchester. Former Marine. Two warrants out for his arrest.

Siblings: Samuel Winchester, 21. Student at Stanford University.

Education: Too many schools to list. Been to a school in nearly every state. Longest term was in Sioux Falls, South Dakota.
Had Offers from Stanford, Harvard, Princeton, Yale and Columbia. All which where turned down.

GPA: 4.5

Bank: First National, balance $2380.00. (account never used except to put deposits in)

Vehicle: 1967 Chevrolet Impala.

Relationships: N/A

Height: 5'9"

Reading through it he didn't really know what to think. He worried about the warrants out for her father and wondered if they had something to do with them constantly being on the move and just what they where about. He was amazed at the fact that she had even graduated never mind with the results and offers she had.

Sitting back in his chair he thought about her and before he knew it he was lifting his phone and sending her a text asking how she was this morning before backing out of the email and getting back to work. He'd been working about fifteen minutes when her reply came through and he smiled as he read her reply. Replying, before he was interrupted by a knock on his door and looked up to see Ros entering.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" she asked him having caught his smile before he could hide it.

"Nothing" he replied before getting down to business and discussing a company they'd been watching and thought know was the right time to make an offer. It took everything in him to ignore his phone when it beeped half way through the meeting and he tried to ignore the looks Ros was giving him every time she caught him looking towards it on the desk. Once she eventually left he opened the text and saw that she'd sent him a picture. Opening it up he was glad he'd waited till Ros left as it immediately got his attention down below. The picture was of her having obviously just got out of the shower and was standing in only a very short towel. While everything naughty was covered, he knew what was under there and how easily that towel could be taken away. She'd captioned it "Just trying out the new phone. Here's a little something to remember me by." and he was remembering her alright. He quickly tried to think about his brother in a skin tight dress to try and cool himself down. His next meeting was in a few minutes and so he didn't have time to take care of things the way he would of liked.

"Your a very naughty girl. I have a meeting in a few minutes and am now stuck behind my desk until I cool down" he replied to her just as Andrea announced his next meeting was here and waiting. Luckily he'd cooled down enough to be able to get up and shake hands by the time his next meeting started. Her reply came through as he sat down again and taking a second to look at it he saw that she'd simply sent him an emoji of a angel with a halo. And so began the longest meeting of his life

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It had taken a long pep talk to send Christian that photo but she smiled at the reply she'd got, imaging him stuck behind his desk for fear of showing too much. She was getting ready to go out and scout the wolves hunting area while mapping it out in her head so that she doesn't get caught out later when it matters. She took out a pair of new jeans from the clothes that Christian had got her along with a tight long sleeved top that showed of a bit of cleavage. While they didn't know who or what the wolf was they figured it was a male since all the victims had straight female and that he must meet the woman while in human form. So, Deana was trying to get his attention, although she thought they'd probably left it to late with it being the full moon tonight. He probably had his choice victim picked out already. All the previous victims had been found within a four block radius of a local club tat they where regulars at and had been waking home from it when they where attacked. Deana figured the wolf meet his victims there and followed them home, and so that was where she was for tonight.

Gathering everything she needed she headed out to the area around the club to scout it out and kept an eye out for anyone that looked particularly twitchy. With the full moon being tonight the wolf would be wound up as tight as a loaded spring. She first scouted out ach of the areas that the women had been found and noticed they where all dark allies that they must of been cased up. The latest kill got the furthest from the club, having made it to right outside her apartment before she was killed. This was one sick bastard that enjoyed the chase before killing and she would enjoy putting this mutt down.

She spent the day wondering the area, planning the route she would take tonight if things went as planned before she had to return to the motel to get ready. She phoned Harry so let him know the plan. She'd made sure to keep her distance from him as he'd been clocked by the wolf last month when he tried to take it out. As she was leaving the room she got a text from Christian but she ignored it. She didn't need any distractions tonight.

Pulling into a car park a block away from the club Deana got out and made her way towards the club, blending in with all the other party goers. Her weapons where cleverly hidden on her person and so she slipped past the bouncers with no problems. Approaching the bar she watched everyone as she ordered herself a drink. She had a feeling it was going to be a long night.

After two hours and nothing to show for it Deana was getting fed up. She couldn't drink to much that would dull her senses but she was starting to look out of place just sitting at the corner of the bar. deciding she needed some air she got up and went out the front of the club and walked round the side for some quiet. She was only standing there a few minutes when her phone rang. Pulling it out she saw that it was Christian and she debated answering before figuring he would just call back if she ignored it and answered.

"Hey" she answered and so she spent the next twenty minutes lost in conversation with him it was only when she heard a crash and a woman cry out that she remembered why she was at the club.

"Christian I'm sorry, I've got to go. I'll call you later." before hanging up without waiting for a reply and hoping he hadn't heard what had caught hr attention. Encase he rang back she put the phone on silent and headed towards the sound while slipping her hand into her jacket, ready to pull her gun if needed. Slipping up to the corner of the wall where she could hear the whimpering woman around the corner she knew that she'd found him. Taking out her gun she cocked it as silently as she could before slowly making her way around the wall.

The wolf, a male, had the woman pinned to the wall and he was half way through the transformation. He was making her watch, driving up her fear and Deana knew he would then let her go and she would run and so the chase would be on. With him distracted she aimed and fired, only for him to duck at the last minute and that made her angry. She never missed. His attention of the woman now she took the opportunity to run. 'Yeah your welcome, but thanks for leaving me with him' she thought as she watched her run. As the snarling wolf started to prowl toward her she fired again, this time hitting her mark. She ended up having to put three bullets in him before he stayed down. She made the call to harry to let him know that the job was done and that he was up for clean up as they had agreed before quickly made a run for it back to the car before anyone came to investigate the shots.

Heading back to the motel all she wanted to do was relax and call Christian back. She only hoped he didn't ask to many questions.

Well there you go. Hope you enjoyed.

Also I know in a previous chapter I said that her mother died when she was six. that was a mistake, pretend I said four.