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"Do what you did last time." Christian said, holding my face in his head. He was trying hard not to scold me. I could tell he was getting frustrated at my lack of perseverance. He wasn't the most patient person, but he was doing his best to help me out.

"I don't remember what I did last time." He dropped his hand from my face and brought it to the bridge of his nose, pinching it while letting out a deep breath. "I mean, I don't know exactly what triggered it. I just thought really really hard."

"Okay, well do it again." He said.

I nodded and closed my eyes. I didn't know what I was doing. I wasn't even trying to force myself. But Christian didn't know that. So while he thought I was trying to force a vision, I was actually thinking about him thinking I was having a vision. Ha…That was kind of a tongue twister. I mean really, I honestly have no clue what it was I did last time. This was new and it was going to take me some serious time….

"Keep trying. And I hope you're really focusing and not just fucking around."

Where was the Christian that was in my vision? You know the one who was acting sweet. Yeah…that guy has totally left the building and has been replaced by the indifferent Christian. You would think he would be happy right? I mean he did want me to ask him for help. I didn't mention the vision I had of him. I had to come up with a good lie to so he didn't wonder how I knew where he was. Although, I did tell him about the vision of Elena and that's why he's making me learn how to control these things right now. I should have kept my mouth shut. I was tired and want to do nothing but sleep. I mentally rolled my eyes at him, focusing on the task at hand. All I need to do is have a vision. I opened my mind, drowning out the sounds around me, even Christians bantering.

Come on. Think. Clear your mind, and envision what you need to see, what you're meant to see. I honestly didn't remember this process being so damn hard.

"Anything?"

I let my eyes spring open.

"Christian, it's not working. I'm trying I really am, but-"

My words were cut off when his hand came in contact with my arm. My breathe left me instantly and pulled me into a vision. Christians face faded and was replaced by a bursting cloud that was gold and glittery. It was being pushed to the sides, circling around the vision of me and Chri….

Oh, god.

I wanted to close my eyes. It was me, but I felt like I was intruding. There, Christian lied on top of me, under the sheets, moving his body in motions….

Sexual motions….

I was witnessing Christian and I having…sexual intercourse.

Holy shit.

Christian's Point of View

I touched her arm as a form of comfort. Like me, she was getting just as frustrated and I knew I wasn't making it easier on her. But I have to; it's the only way we can work together. There are feelings…

Feelings that are starting to grow and I can't have that. I care for her and that's already enough to get me in trouble. I can't let it go beyond that, but it's hard, so goddamned fucking hard. I've let myself slip one to many times around her and it needs to stop. I believe I can help her, as long as I don't get caught and we stay on a professional type relationship.

As Ana's vision took over her, she steadied herself. It was then I put my hand on her chest, feeling. I was trying not to pay attention to her perfect breasts, her soft skin, but it was hard, seeing that she was wearing a tank top that left little to the imagination.

"Ana." I said as I leaned into her ear. "I need you to listen. If you can hear me I need you to raise your hand or try and talk."

Nothing. Her eyes turned dark and she looked as if she were blind.

"Ana." I said a little louder. "Can you hear me?"

Ana's Point of View

"Oh, Christian!"

Oh, please don't tell me that what I sound like when I moan. This is so awkward. I tried to focus on something on anything else, that's when I heard my name being called. It was like a whisper in my ear. 'Ana' it said 'I need you to listen'. Was that? Christian?

"Do you like that, baby?" The Christian in the vision stole my attention.

"Yes!"

Okay, I need to definitely scold myself when I get out of here. It's like I'm watching porn, except I'm the star. Oh Lord. I'm a porn star…

Can the get any more weirder?

"Hey Ana…." Kate barges in the room and gasps. "Oh, holy hell, I am so sorry…"

Yep, I definitely spoke to soon. Not only did it get weirder, but it got more embarrassing and it's not even me!

Well it is, but…oh you know what I mean.

"Kate get the hell out!" My porn star self said.

"Right, I sorry!" She screeched and then closed the door.

"Is it weird that I'm still hard?" Christian asked, moving slowly.

The other me laughed and said, "No. Keep taking me." She leaned back and gripped the head board. "Take me harder and go deeper."

Okay, I have had about Enough!

I almost fell to the floor when I was caught by strong arms. I gasped like I always do when coming out of a vision and took in as much air as I could. My body clutched to Christians as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Looking up at him, I saw the look of worry in his eyes. He used his strength to pull me back to my feet. "Are you okay?" He asked. His deep, enticing voice reminded me of the image I just came out of. I removed myself from his grip, feeling embarrassed and awkward. I knew I didn't need to be; he didn't see what I saw, but the fact that I saw him almost fully naked and on top of me was enough to make me feel those emotions. Not just that but the way I was responding to him.

"Yeah…"I said, not making eye contact. "I'm fine."

"What did you see?"

"Uhhhh….." I tried looking everywhere but at him. "Uh….yeah…."

"Oh, come on it can't be that bad."

"You have no idea…"

"Well?" He drew out the word. "Are you going to tell me?"

"Do I have too?" I groaned out.

"No, but I would like to know. Was it about Elena?"

"Nope…" I bit my lip, a nervous habit, and looked to the ceiling. "It wasn't about her…."

"Well, shit, Ana. Tell me."

"Okay. Okay. Okay." I replied. "Just chill."

"I am chilled."

"I saw you and me."

"And…." He probed.

"We were uh…." I looked at him and he just moved his head from side to side in small movements. Obviously he wasn't getting what I was trying to say. "Oh for heaven's sake, Christian, we were having sex." I just spit it out to get it over with.

Christians face went pale. His eyes grew wide and….

Oh my god, his cheeks flushed with a shade a pink. Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, Christian is blushing. That right there gave me the courage to no longer be embarrassed. There was only one person who could fill that position and I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to see 'the cool, collected Christian' look this way.

I laughed. "You're blushing!" He said. "Are you embarrassed? Shy?"

"Ana don't be so immature. I am not embarrassed or shy and I was most certainly not blushing." He said in a hard tone, not enjoying the humor in this. "I was just surprised."

"Oh, please. You should have seen your face." I chuckled. "It was priceless."

His face grew dark and serious.

My laughing began to fade as I watched him just stare at me. "I don't see why you're laughing." He said. "I know you like what you saw." My face flushed. "From the way you looked while you were having that vision, I know you enjoyed it." I was completely taken back by the turn of events. Oh how the tables have turned. I was now embarrassed and shy and I wanted to hide my face from him. He came a little closer, making me take a step back. "So did you?"

"Did…I what?" I replied breathlessly.

"Did you like the way you saw me touching you?" He took another step forward. "Did you like how close we were? I'm sure you did." He took one last step, his body only an inch away from mine. I was backed up against the wall, having nowhere to go. He put a hand on the wall by my face, leaning closer and whispering in a hard, dark tone, "Tell me something Ana, were you moaning my name?" I couldn't speak and when he put his hand on my side and trailed down to the back of my thigh, I moaned involuntarily. "How did it feel watching you give your body to me?"

I didn't answer.

There was nothing for me to say other than it was true and I was not about to say that. I needed to redirect the topic of conversation. And I knew just what to say. "I wouldn't know, Christian."

"And why is that?" If I made any sudden movements our lip would be touching. He looked into my eyes and then at my lips.

"Because Kate walked in."

His lips parted a little and he narrowed his brows. He focused his eyes downward, looking as if he were lost in thought. He removed his hand from the wall and my thigh turning and muttering what sounded like, "What a cock block."

I was finally able to breathe now that there was distance between us. I can't seem to think rationally when he is so damn close to me. His smell was intoxicating, almost irresistible. I lost count of how many times I scolded myself to not kiss him.

"So what have you learned from the vision?" I tilted my hand in confusion and furrowed my brows. "Besides what we already know."

Ah. Okay. "Well, I got the vision when you touched me." I recalled the gentle touch of his hand, the electricity from the contact sending me into a daze of a glittery gold. It reminded me of the vision I had when I was painting, except instead of gold it was dark, black, a lifeless color that sent me to an eerie place, a place that wasn't Christian but Elena and her scary child molesting looking henchman. The painting… "I touched the painting-"

"What painting?"

"I…" I didn't explain. I got up, letting my feet take me to the terrace as Christian followed. I went by the wall that was near my painting stand. There were a few of my painting I kept out here for inspiration. I pulled off the white sheet that covered them and searched for the dark painting. Once I found it, I pulled the canvas from the others and held it out to Christian. "Do you recognize him?"

He looked hard, but it came to him. "Yeah, that's the…guy I saved you from."

"Yes." I said. "When I was painting this, I didn't know what I was painting. It was as if I were in a trance. I mean I knew what I was doing and what I was thinking, but I didn't realize it until I actually looked at the picture. Does that make sense?"

"I don't know. Maybe." I sighed in frustration. "Here let me see if I got it." I nodded. "You were aware that you were drawing this, but it's as if you weren't drawing it? Like you were being controlled…" He trailed off. "I'm sorry this is confusing."

"Ugh forget it. The point is, I wasn't willingly drawing this."

"Okay. Okay. And then what?"

"Well and then my hand twitched. Something was compelling me to touch the picture, so I did."

"And you got sucked into a vision."

"Precisely." I said.

"Has this ever happened before?"

"Not that I can remember. Usually, I only get visions if I need them."

"Care to explain?"

I rolled my eyes. "Okay….When I had my first vision, I was fifteen years old. I saw my dad cheating on my mom, obviously that was something I needed to see. There was another time; I had a vision of this mean girl who was going to pour milk on me at lunch. I dodged that bullet real quit and ended up tripping her, maker her fall in front of the whole cafeteria. I was on her hit list for the rest of my high school career." I laughed sarcastically, thinking how fun it was to make her plans backfire. "She tried so hard to make my life miserable. But anyways and then there was the time when I told my sister that her boyfriend was secretly gay and was in a relationship with her best friend." I sighed. "I don't think she ever forgave me for that."

"What? For being honest?"

"No. For being right." I took a deep breath. "Oh and then I save Kate a few weeks ago from getting almost raped. I absolutely needed to see that vision."

"Yeah."

"And let's not forget I had the vision of you saving me…." I cut myself off. I did not mean for that to come out of my mouth. I never told him I had insights of him saving me, let alone having them almost every night since I've been in New York.

His head snapped to me so fast I thought surely it would have popped off. "What?"

"I-Nothing." I said. "I had the vision of that guy…."

"Oh no. What did you mean you had a vision of me saving you?" He walked towards me, his face serious with some curiosity.

I guess there wasn't a way out of this one. "I-I had a vision a premonition of you- saving me…that day."

"So you knew I would be there?"

"Well I did, but I didn't know when it was going to happen. I didn't even know it was a vision. I just figured they were dreams, you know. But then it did happen and so it wasn't a dream." I smiled.

"They? Dreams? As in more than one?"

Mother fucker! Curse him and his attention to detail. "I didn't say they, did I?" I countered. "My mistake."

"That wasn't a mistake." He growled. "You asked me for my help, Ana. That is what I'm trying to do and I can't fully commit to it because someone, meaning you, wants to keep things from me."

He was right. I did ask for his help. "Fine." I sighed, giving up on keeping it from him. "I have had more than one."

"How many?"

I sighed again. "Before the night you actually saved me, I've been having that vision almost every night since being in Brooklyn." His eyes grew wide. "But I wasn't sure if it was a vision or a dream because I only had them at night."

"I see." He said after a long silence.

"So now what?" I asked.

"Now we just keep working on getting visions when you want to. You need to control your breathing. Did you hear me talking to you?"

"No-" I started. "Wait. When I was trying to focus my attention away from the…uh…activities taking place, I heard this weird whisper. My name was being called and it sounded like you."

"That was me. I was calling for you." He smiled almost enthusiastically. "If we keep trying I can talk to you and help you learn how to breathe."

"Maybe…" I said. It sounded like a good plan, but it also sounded like it might not work. I'll give it a try though. What's the worst that can happen? Besides it not working and then I stay in the vision to long and then….well and then I die.

I rolled my eyes at myself.

This should turn out just peachy.

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