I return to work tomorrow and won't be able to update as often – sorry! I'll do my best but don't envision updating until the weekend. Thank you again for all the messages and follows etc. These fanfiction stories are my first writing experience and I've enjoyed sharing it xx

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Ana's POV

As the plane takes off from New York taking us home to Seattle I feel relaxed thanks to Christian. He had someone at GEH cancel my cards and deal with the lost phone. His efficiency is startling but so beneficial to me. This might be the same plane that brought us here but it's like a different world. A post kiss world! When we are cruising we are served champagne and I sit opposite Christian enjoying his company completely.

At the hospital Christian insisted they send a plastic surgeon to deal with the minor abrasion above my eye. The doctor reassured me that it will heal without leaving a scar and they did everything they could to make it look presentable for tomorrow. I feel taken care of and it is nice to let someone take the weight of all the little things – all the things I'm so used to doing for myself – however short lived.

The time passes easily and I feel that I've gotten to know Christian. Not the stand offish, aggressive, unpredictable man I met only a few weeks ago but someone kind, thoughtful and caring. He tells me about his family and a little about his background. And he listens to me when I tell him about growing up, my mom, Ray and my break from school. This feels like dating someone – only this someone is flying us in five star luxury in a private jet.

When we get to Seattle he walks me to the door and for a moment I think he is nervous and I'm not sure if he intends to kiss me again. When he does it is heavenly and nothing like the first kiss. There is passion in this kiss but not the anger from the other day. This is deep and affectionate – fuelled only by our mutual attraction. He tenderly holds my face but as the kiss deepens he moves his hands into my hair and a soft, almost imperceptible, grown escapes from inside him; I feel it too. Then he bids me goodnight and I go inside to tell Ryan off lightly for his traitorous betrayal and assist with any final preparations for tomorrow.

I wake early, either because my body clock is off or because I am so excited about today. I get up quietly to make tea for Ryan and I. Before long he follows me to the kitchen and despite the significance of the day we have an ordinary breakfast and Ryan asks me about New York and the kiss. Before long we both go to shower and get ready for the ceremony.

I slip into my dress, adoring it just as much now as I did before. I choose some plain shoes that won't distract from the dress and carry then to the living room waiting for Ryan. While I'm waiting the door goes and on opening I am presented by a messenger who asks me to sign for a small package. I happily sign and take it back into the room. I open it and on top of my iPhone and small bag from yesterday is a card from Christian. It says, 'Anastasia, these turned up in the city. I hope you find everything as it was. Christian'. I am speechless and somehow get the feeling that these things didn't just turn up. Christian Grey what did I do to deserve you, I think. Then smile at my thoughts of him, so different from yesterday.

When Ryan emerges from the room he looks so unbelievably handsome. His suit it dark and perfectly cut – his whole look is timeless and although he is dressed to kill there is also something understated and perfect about it all. He too is carrying a little package only this one is shoe sized. "Honey, these are for you. To say thank you." He says shyly.

Even before I open them and see those coveted red soles I weep. This kindness and generosity is all too much this early in the day. There is a card with this gift too and it reads, 'Annie you are my something blue. These should give that dress a run for its money xx love you, Ryan and Sam xx'. I kiss him and thank him and hold him with tears in my eyes before he finally insists that I look at the shoes. I'm not sure about the dress but they give my plain pumps a kick. In the box are the most beautiful suede saphir blue sky high platform heels. I am the something blue and I love it.

We make our way to city hall right on time. Sam has elected to wait for Ryan inside and I'm to walk in before he enters with his parents. We are both emotional but I take a moment then walk in holding my bouquet as instructed. I know I have the biggest smile as I walk towards Sam. He is beaming back and me and this is just the most beautiful moment. I might not have that kind of love yet but it is a privilege to witness it.

When I get to the front Sam kisses me and whispers, "I hope you don't mind but we confirmed your date".

I'm confused for a second but as I turn to take my place at the front my eyes are drawn to Christian Grey sitting with the small crowd. His grey eyes are fixed on me and I think I see something like admiration in his eyes. I thank the stars for this killer dress and my something blue shoes. I smile at him briefly before taking my seat. The ceremony is short but emotional and when it is over we all spill out hugging and kissing the happy couple. It feels blissful.

Christian's POV

When I left Anastasia with that perfect kiss I went back to Escala to trace down her phone and belongings. Welch had been on the trace since the moment it happened and although my fury had dissipated on seeing her and while in her company, I am still fully focused on fixing this for her. When they are found I arranged for them to be couriered to me. I hope to return them before she has had another second to think about it.

I also took the opportunity to contact Anastasia's roommate, while she was getting freshened up before the flight, to ensure they would allow me to attend their nuptials as her date. Ryan seemed pleased and gushed about Anastasia on the phone, as if I needed convincing.

Nothing prepared me for the site of her when she entered the room. She was wearing the most flattering and figure hugging dress. I want to look at her for the longest time – just drink her in. She is exquisite and the dress shows me every line and contour of her body in acute detail. I want her more than ever and I was already desperate.

Outside after the wave of congratulatory messages has eased I walk over to her and kiss her lightly on the cheek. "You are breathtaking" I state truthfully.

She blushes lightly while responding, "Thank you Christian. That is very kind. And thank you so much for returning my bag and phone. I am amazed you found it and so happy too."

We smile at each other for a moment and then she adds grinning, "So you're my date?"

"It would appear so", I respond taking her hand and leading her towards the waiting car. She can travel with me to the reception because I can't take my eyes off her and I don't want anyone else looking at her either. We make our way to the small tasteful venue they have chosen for their reception. It's delicately decorated inside with flowers.

Later when the music starts I wait until an appropriate moment before leading Anastasia onto the dance floor – something I've wanted to do since last night in New York. In her sky high shoes she is nearly as tall as me so I get to look her in the eye as we dance. "I like your dress Anastasia – maybe a bit too much".

She laughs before responding, "You can borrow it if you agree to have it dry cleaned Christian".

"I might take you up on that offer. But what about shoes ... I don't know that those are my colour" I say glancing down her body.

"I'm the something blue. For good luck", she says as she kicks up one of her killer heals.

"Ahh you are perfect" I respond and then I kiss her again.