I am trying to think of what I feel right now. Nothing is what I feel. All emotions are gone from my body. Emptiness is what I feel inside right now. A woman who molested children has touched my father. Now I know why I always had a sick sense run through me as soon as I saw that crazy bitch. She never liked it when I came to visit. I think it was because my dad would always take his attention away from her, and focus on me. I wonder if the Greys still talk to her?

I always wondered why a woman like her was doing in a small place like Montesano, Washington. She had a look to her that flashes the word luxury. The way my father lives right now is not something I would call luxury. He lives in a small comfortable home by the town pond. His job is the town sheriff, he doesn't make much money. I just didn't understand why she would change her life completely. Now I know..

She wanted to hide her face. Even if she got away with what she has done to Christian and that other little boy, she still ran. Fucking coward. She must still talk to the Greys, and I know it. There is no way that she would go to all of that trouble and not see them again. I still can't believe those people would believe her over him. At least he had gotten to see his grandparents. They trust him unlike the others.

I just realized that Christian has no one. He has been alone since he was nineteen, and coping by himself. With no family to protect him. It has just been him. He may have his friends at the department, but that's not the same. I hate Elena and the Greys so much right now, and I never even knew my body was capable of holding this type of emotion.

I have already called my COO and told them I will be gone for a few days, that they will need to watch over everything for a little while. They can always call or email me when they need me. I have my bag packed, and jet waiting for me at the airport. Christian is sitting on my bed as he watches me get ready. I can see the pain in his eyes. I grab his chin and lift his face up, to where he's looking at me.

"What's wrong?" I ask him. He just wraps his arms around my waist.

"Nothing. How long are you going to be gone?" he asks. He is lying to me.

"Just a few days. Don't worry, your hand will do just fine." I look down at him and smirk. He gives me a fake smile. Okay, what the fuck? "Christian, what is wrong? Is this about Elena?"

"No." he sighs.

"Then what's wrong?" I snap. He stays quiet for a few seconds.

"I'm going to miss you." he whispers, laying his head against my stomach. I feel my chest ache. I run my fingers through his hair. Damn it, I'm going to miss him as well.

"I'm going to miss you, too." I say back.

"Good." he says roughly. I giggle, and feel a grin against my stomach.

"Can you get a few days off work?" he pulls away from me.

"You can't be serious?" he asks.

"I am. Do you want to come with me?" I ask him. His smile is precious. "Go call your boss while I finish packing. We can head back to your place after this and get you packed."

"Yes ma'am." he salutes me. He walks out of the room with his phone already in his hand. I hope he doesn't get mad that I want to bring Jasper with us…

The plane ride was very boring. Jasper was trying to get comfortable in the carrier the whole time, causing the cage to rattle. Christian was annoyed about Jasper coming, because Jasper likes to hog me for himself. Is it sad that Christian is jealous of a dog? It's not surprising though. I had to stay in the middle of the plane, and try to keep away from the windows. I'm terrified of heights, and if I wasn't in such a rush to get home I would have drove. Christian is trying to keep me smiling, though, by telling cheesy pick up lines. It's working, because he has gotten me to snort several times. I punched him in the arm, but he just rolled his eyes. Why does he have to be so damn muscular. Hot. Tempting. Sexy…

Woah, down labido and stay calm. I need to stay focused on the situation at hand. I feel Christian tapping on my shoulder. I look over at him and he is nodding towards the back. I furrow my eyebrows, and forgot about the bedroom. I roll my eyes.

"I'm getting pretty sick of that eye rolling." he brings his mouth closer to my ear, letting my feel the warmth of his breath send tingles around my neck.

"I guess you will have to get over it." I turn my face towards his, and capture his mouth with mine. His tongue runs against mine, tasting of strawberries. Mmm.. I feel his fingers run in my hair, and tug slightly. I hear myself moan. Damn it, Steele. Get ahold of yourself.

I hear him groan in irritation. I pull away from him.

"What?" I ask confused. Before he can answer, I hear the pilot's voice through the inner come. He tells us that we will be landing in a few minutes. I look at Christian and he has that look that says "That's the reason for my annoyance.". I giggle and grab his hand. He is surprised at first, but practically shoves me in the bedroom in the back. Quickly out of his clothes, he strips mine away. Hands roaming all over my body, teasing and pleasuring me. He better hurry before we have to buckle back up. I pull him on me and wrap my arms around his neck.

He looks at me for a few moment. Looking at me as if I was his. I feel my breathing picking up. Why is he looking at me like that? I want to tell him to stop, but no one has ever looked at me with so much emotion in their eyes before. Not even Trey.

"What is it Christian?" I seem to be asking him that all the time.

"You're just so beautiful, Steele. The way your cheeks are flushed, and lips are swollen show that I have been with you. Your bright gorgeous eyes are so full of passion that I want to know what's going on in that head of yours. Your hair is fanned around you, making you look like an angel. Someone like you shouldn't exist. Just so beautiful." he whispers, still looking at me with the same look in his eyes.

I have no words that can describe how much of beautiful and god like creature he is. It's not like he would believe me anyways, especially with his emotions all over the place. I just place my hand on the back of his neck, and bring his lips towards mine. All we did was kiss for the next few minutes, until we had to get up.

There was no point in having sex. The words that he said to me, was like he made love to me several times. Which was better than anything that I ever experienced. I promised myself I wouldn't fall, but I don't know what's happening right now with Christian and me. I wanted to just be friends with him, but I knew we couldn't be just that. I am happy I agreed, though. I didn't want to miss seeing him.

We finally hit the ground, and get our bags out. It's time to hit the nail head on…