Tuesday

Ana's POV

Daddy was here this morning when I woke up. I must have slept in a little this morning. May be the last few days have taken their toll on my body. Sawyer poked his head in this morning just after 8am. But apart from that nothing has happened.

Sam and Dr Hayes wander into my room at 10:30am and take a seat beside my bed. Because I am on my side at the moment Sam is unable to conduct my tests but she said she would come back later and do them. Dr Hayes's focus this time is what they found when they did the CT scan yesterday afternoon.

"Ana, I have had a look at the report and the scans from yesterday."

I take a moment before responding "Dr Hayes is the swelling going down?"

"Yes the swelling has slightly reduced since your accident on Saturday. The fact that you have a small amount of sensation back in your arms is a promising sign."

Both daddy and I look at each other with a look of relief on our faces. I don't know how I would have reacted if the swelling hadn't started to go down. But I know there is a long way to go. And even though the swelling is going down doesn't mean that I will walk again. It's a waiting game. Before Dr Hayes leaves he tells me that I will be starting on clear fluids this evening and that some of the drips will be removed. Now that you are allowed to have clear fluids you will need to start drinking water. If everything continues the way it is suppose to then I will be allowed to start eating proper food in the next few days.

After Dr Hayes and Sam leaves I am repositioned and Daddy takes a break and goes and gets some lunch. Luke comes in and talks to me while Daddy is gone. As we talk he tells me what his family have been up to since last time I seen him. While I have Luke here on his own I grab the bull by the horns so to speak and ask him about Christian.

"Luke, Can I ask you about Christian?" I ask shyly.

"Ana, I am not sure I will be able to answer your question but I will if I am able to." He says with a look on his face.

"Luke, why is Christian still coming to the hospital?" Today is the first day that he hasn't been here all day.

"Mr Grey is the only one who can answer that question Ana," he says politely

"Would I be correct in assuming that he will be coming by this evening?"

"Yes Ana, Mr Grey will be stopping by this evening after he finishes work."

Luke excuses himself and goes back outside my room. So I as I lay in bed I go over my conversation with Luke in my head. I had a sneaking suspicion Luke wouldn't tell me anything. But whilst I was talking to him he had a guilty look on his face when he told me Christian was the only one who could answer my question about why Christian was still coming to the hospital. Before daddy comes back I am repositioned and am now lying on my back. I am startled when Daddy comes back into the room.

Just before 5pm the nurse and orderlies return and reposition me so I am on my side. I need to be on my side so that I can eat my dinner when it arrives shortly. At 5pm a lady comes into my room carrying a tray with some bowls on it. My eyes light up when I realise that it is food. She places the tray on the trolley beside me bed. I hear my belly growl and I have to giggle. Daddy comes over and has opens the lid on one of the bowls. It is some kind of clear soup. Taking the napkin off the tray daddy lays it down to stop any dribbles getting onto my bed. Gently daddy feeds me the soup. It is not the nicest soup I have eaten but at the moment it is better than nothing. I ask daddy for a drink of water. He takes the cup off my trolley and holds it and places the straw in my mouth so I can take a drink. Oh that is heaven.

Christian's POV

Its 5pm and I can't focus any longer. All I can think about is Ana and what her CT scan results have revealed. I have fought the urge to ring Sawyer and ask if the Doctor has been to see her. Why am I drawn to her so much? Never before have I spent so much time in a hospital visiting someone I didn't know. This Girl has gotten is under my skin and I don't know how to get her back out from under it. I shut down my computer pick up the phone and call Taylor.

"Taylor, Bring the car round. We are heading to the hospital."

"Yes sir"

I walk downstairs and see Taylor waiting at the car ready to open my door. Once I get to the car I get in and buckle up. Taylor gets in and drives me to the hospital. I make my way up to Ana's room once I enter via the rear entrance. As I get closer to her room I start to get nervous. What do I say to her if the scans were bad? I do know that she is fragile at the moment and I have to tread gently. Sawyer stands as we approach and asks to speak to me before I enter Ana's room. Has something happened and he is trying to warm me before I enter. Stepping away from the door I motion for Taylor to stand by the door.

"Sawyer, what is the problem?"

"Sir, Ana cornered me today asking why you are still coming to the hospital to see her."

I take a big breath then ask Sawyer what exactly happened. He tells me about their chat and I am thankful that he responded to her the way he did. Oh fuck. If she has asked Sawyer then how long before she corners me and asks me the same question. How the hell am I suppose to respond when I don't even know how to explain it. Sawyer returns to his post and I knock and enter Ana's room when told to enter.

Ray looks up "Good Evening Christian."

"Good Evening Ana, Ray." I take a seat in the chair beside Ray.

Ana says good evening but continues to look at Ray. I wonder if this has anything to do with what Sawyer and I talked about before I entered the room. Ray can sense the tension and decided to head off to the cafeteria to get something to eat and stretch his legs. Once Ray has left I grab my chair and move it so it is right beside her bed so I can sit next to her. Finally I pluck up enough courage and ask Ana how the scans went. After she explains what the Doctor told her I am relieved that the swelling is going down. Even though it is slowly and they don't know what damage may have occurred.

Ana's POV

Christian has just finished talking to me about my scans. I notice that he picks up my hand and holds it. When he picks up my hand it's like it is on fire. Holy FUCK. I think I can feel my hand in his. After taking a few moments to process this I can still feel my hand in his. For some reason him holding my hand feels so right. How can that be possible I have only just met him?

"Christian you have very soft hands" I shyly tell him.

He has a shocked look on his face. And asks me to repeat what I had just said. So I do. Christian asks me to close my eyes. He wants to try something. What could he be up too I wonder. Then I feel what he is up too. He has reached over and given my other hand a gentle squeeze.

I let out a little squeal and Christian lets go of my hand and places it back into position. Quickly I open my eyes and see Christian standing in front of me with a concerned look on his face.

"Did I hurt you?" He asks.

"No Christian you didn't hurt me." I sigh. "Christian I squealed because I actually felt you holding my hand and squeezing it."

I can see what I just told him has left him standing there looking like a stunned mullet. After a few moments he comes to his senses and sits back down in the chair beside my bed. When he is seated again I feel him pick up my hand again and hold it. Again it feels like my hand is on fire but I know it's not. A sense of calm and ease washes over me again. I feel so relaxed sitting here like this. Does he feel the same? I can't read his mind and his face doesn't really give anything away.

We sit quietly for a few minutes while both of us process what just happened. I am torn about telling daddy what has just happened. Giving him a false sense of hope is not something I want to do. So I decide that I won't say anything to daddy.

"Christian please don't say anything to my daddy about what just happened. I don't want to give him a false sense of hope."

Christian nods and agrees with me. We talk until Daddy returns. When daddy walks in he gives me a weird look and then looks at Christian. Then I realise that Christian is still holding my hand. He doesn't even attempt to move his hand. A small smile creeps onto my face at the thought of him wanting to hold my hand and is comfortable enough to do it in front of my dad.

Christian's POV

I picked up her hand and held it but I sure as hell wasn't expecting the comment that I came out of her mouth.

"Christian you have very soft hands"

FUCK! Did I just hear her right? So I ask her to repeat what she just said and fair enough she says the same thing to me. I can see that she is looking at me and I can see the softness in her beautiful blue eyes.

"Ana can you please close your eyes I want to try something." I take a deep breath then after she has closed her eyes I pick up her other hand and give it a gentle squeeze. Then she squealed and I let go of her hand and ask if I had hurt her. She explains that I didn't hurt her and that she actually could feel me holding her hand and squeezing it. Holy fucking cow. I can't believe she actually felt me holding and squeezing her hand. What does this mean? Is the swelling going down further? Does this mean that she may actually walk again? I have so many questions running through my mind but I don't have the answers for. And no one will have any real answers to the big questions until after the swelling has completely gone down.

I hold her hand again but this time I feel a slight current run through my hand. Also I notice that a sense of calm comes over me. How can one person that I barely know have this affect on me? Why does holding her hand feel so right? It's like her hand was made for my hand it fits perfectly inside mine. As we are talking I have images of me and Ana popping into my head. I try and shake them off but the harder I try to ignore them the more detailed they become. Thankfully Ray returns but I don't let go of her hand. I can see he is looking at me and at Ana but I don't care this feels so right and I am not going to stop holding her hand because her father is in the room.

Sawyer had left the hospital at 8pm when Ryan arrived to cover the night shift. I stay until 9pm when Ray and I leave Ana for the night. After dropping Ray at his hotel I then head back to Escala and head to my study to do some work.

Wednesday

Walking into GEH this morning I am getting some weird looks from some of the staff as I walk past. Getting off the elevator I notice Andrea is standing at my office door with a coffee for me. We enter my office and Andrea goes over my schedule for today. I can see she wants to ask me something.

"Andrea what is on your mind? You keep looking at me with a weird expression on your face."

"Mr Grey, I don't know how to say this but here goes. Sir, you have a smile on your face since you returned to work yesterday."

Shit I didn't even realise that I was smiling. No wonder everyone has been giving me weird looks. I usually only give those fake smiles. But I am guessing that this smile on my face that Andrea is talking about is because of a certain brown haired blue eyed girl who is in Seattle Grace hospital. She seems to be on my mind all the time at the moment. And after last night I really hope that her feeling me squeeze her hand is the start of her road to recovery. I am hoping that Ana will allow me to go on this journey with her whilst she recovers and no matter what the outcome I really would like to be there by her side all the way. Shit since when did I start caring about other people who aren't my family. That magnetic pull she has over me is starting to get stronger and I am guessing that is why I want to be there for her no matter what.

Ana's POV

Sam has come back this morning to conduct the tests again. Daddy takes this time whilst Sam is here to go stretch his legs and grab a cup of tea.

"Sam I need to tell you something" I say shyly.

"Ana what is it?" She asks.

"Sam I have feeling in my hand"

She gasps and replies "Ana how do you know?"

I explain everything that happened with Christian last night. How he held my hand and I could feel his soft hand under mine. Sam conducts the tests and she even sees an improvement with my sensation. When she was testing my lower limbs I could feel the sharp touches on the soles of my feet. Also I am starting to be able identify the cold tube when it is placed on my arms. Sam is a little excited. But she tells me not to get my hopes up. I understand her concern. But at least my sensation is improving. Sam leaves and daddy returns.

About an hour after Sam left Dr Hayes comes in to discuss my progress.

"Ana I have spoken to Sam and she says that you are gaining more feeling/sensations."

"Yes that is correct Dr Hayes." I glance over to daddy. Shit that must have come a shock as I hadn't told him yet. He is looking at me but I can see that he is pleased that I am regaining some of my feeling back.

Dr Hayes explains that he wants to reschedule the CT scan for Friday. But in the mean time I really need to consider the 3 options that he outlined on Sunday. If the CT scan on Friday shows that the swelling has subsided completely then they need to act quickly if I opt for one of the surgical options. Holy cow I have until Friday to decide. Dr Hayes leaves and daddy sits there trying to digest what Dr Hayes has just said. Daddy isn't the only one who has a lot to digest.

I take a deep breath "Daddy I am sorry I didn't say anything about my feeling/sensation improving."

"Annie I understand why you didn't tell me. You don't want me to get my hopes up."

"Yes daddy I didn't want you to hurt any more than you already are."

"Annie, I am a big boy and I am dealing with this the best I can. But the Doctor is right you do have some decisions to make and I will stand by your decision no matter what."

I know daddy will be beside me all the way no matter what decision I make. After lunch I decide to talk to daddy about my options. Personally I want to go with option 1 – Surgery to stabilise both fractures. I want to be starting my recovery/rehab as soon as possible. Being stuck in a bed until the fractures heal could take months. Also being in bed for a long period of time will cause my muscle tone to start wasting away. We continue to discuss my options and daddy also likes the surgical options but he is also considering option 2 – Stabilise neck but allow lower back to heal on its own accord.

Kate drops by after work to see how I am. I tell Kate what Dr Hayes told me today about needing to decide which option I am going to go with. Kate doesn't want me to have any surgery but I know she is only saying that as she is scared of what may happen if the surgery goes wrong. I explain to Kate that Dr Hayes has told me all the scenarios which can happen during the surgery and he also explained all the scenarios that may happen if I don't go with the surgical options. Poor Kate is on information overload so I decide to change the subject.

"Kate how is your new job at the Seattle Times?" I ask.

"Oh, Ana it is fantastic. I am really enjoying it."

"Anything exciting been happening?" I ask

"Yeah, I had to laugh when I overheard one of the other reporters cussing because they can't get near Christian Grey to find out what exactly happened when he had his car accident on Saturday."

"I bet you did Kate."

Thank goodness Kate had the brains not to let on she has seen Christian since the accident. I am guessing that the reporter would start hounding her or even follow her to try and get the information he is seeking. Kate tells me her parents and Ethan sends their love and they will try to come to Seattle to see me in the next week or so. How sweet of them to take time out of there busy schedules to take a trip just to see me.

Kate leaves and the rest of the afternoon drags on. Daddy has even resorted to getting me a couple of magazines and he has been reading the articles to me just to fill in some time. After dinner Christian appears and daddy takes that as his queue to go grab a bite to eat. Sitting down in the chair beside the bed Christian again holds my hand and that warm and fuzzy feeling starts again. I don't want this feeling to ever end.

Christian looks a little frazzled tonight. I wonder what is wrong. Is it work or what is it. There is only one way to find out.

"Christian is there something wrong?" I ask and look at his face to see if I can see anything.

"Ana the media are hounding me trying to get details about the accident on Sunday."

"I know they are Christian." I reply.

"How do you know this Ana?" He asks.

"Kate just started working at the Seattle Times and she overheard one of the reporters talking about you and not being able to get any information regarding the accident." I see the colour drain from his face once he realises what I have just said.

"She hasn't let on that she has seen me?"

"No Christian. Kate hasn't said anything. If they come after you for information Christian it also puts me in the firing line and she would NEVER do that to me."

I hear him let go of the breath he was holding. And a look of relief appears on his face. Christian asks about how things are going with physio and I fill him in on what Dr Hayes told me today. He offers to be my sounding board whilst I am trying to make my decision. I thank him for his offer. Maybe I will take him up on the offer and talk about it tomorrow night if my mind is undecided.

After daddy returned we all talked for a little while then both Daddy and Christian left.

Thursday Afternoon

Christian arrives after work. I notice that he is a grey suit and grey time and his copper highlights in his hair shining as the sun hits his hair. God he looks like a Greek god standing there. How the hell haven't I noticed this before today? Umm maybe it's because I haven't seen him with the sun beaming on him from behind. Speaking of behinds I wonder how good that arse looks in those pants. Holy hell where did that thought come from.

"Ana, Ana are you here with us or off with the fairies" Christian asks.

I snap out of it and see Christian is looking at me with a puzzled look on his face. Shit was I really off with the fairies thinking about Christian and his body or did I say something I shouldn't have or was.

"Sorry my mind got away on me for a moment." I say calmly.

Both daddy and Christian laugh. As usual daddy goes off to get some dinner and Christian stays with me. I decide that it is now or never. So I take a deep breath and tell Christian I am still undecided and that I have ruled out option 3 but options 1 and 2 are still possibilities. Taking my hand in his and gently rubbing his thumb along my knuckles Christian asks me which option I am leaning towards. I explain that I am leaning towards stabilising both fractures which means less time stuck in bed and gets me recovering and into rehab a lot sooner. But daddy wants me to go with stabilising my neck and allowing my lower back to heal on its own. He doesn't want me on the operating table for too long. I can understand his concerns but ultimately it is my body and I have to live with the decision.

While talking to Christian he tells me that his mum is a Doctor here at Seattle Grace and that she may be able to shine a different light onto the subject. He offers to give her a call and ask her to come and speak to me. I ask Christian to call his mum. Dr Trevelyan comes straight away and Christian leaves us to talk.

She explains that she is a Paediatrician but she will try and answer my any questions I may have the best she can or she will find out from someone who actually knows. I feel a lot better talking to a female Doctor. Dr Trevelyan has been a great help then I finally have enough courage to ask the one question that has been bugging me.

"Which option will allow me to have children when I find someone to spend the rest of my life with?" I ask shyly.

Dr Trevelyan explains that having children is definitely a possibility no matter what the outcome is and what option I take. However stabilising both fractures will reduce the risk of complications during pregnancy. An unstable fracture in the lower back could result in damage being done to the spinal cord as the pregnancy progresses. She has given me a lot to think about. But I think her for her time and guidance and she leaves. Before she leaves though she said she will pop in occasionally and see how I am doing. If I need to speak to her she said to let Christian know and he would call her. That is sweet of her. Before this afternoon she had no idea who I was. But I am guessing she has taken a shine to me because of her son. I noticed a twinkle in her eye when mentioned Christian.