I'm woken up by the sound of my cell phone buzzing. It's Christian. I'm tangled in Allison's long limbs. I guess we fell asleep. I carefully unravel myself and step into the hall.

"Christian?" I whisper.

"Are you okay?" I can hear the panic in his voice.

"I'm fine. Allison is sleeping."

"How's she holding up?"

"I'm not really sure. She doesn't want to talk about it and I don't think I should try to make her."

"I think you're right."

"I'm sorry I interrupted your night. Why were you calling originally?"

"To say goodnight but I'm calling now with a question."

"Shoot."

"I know you wanted to push lunch back but I was wondering if you would be able to swing by the house for dinner?"

"I'm not sure I should leave her alone. Especially at dinner time."

"Then how about we do brunch? I'll take a half day at the office and you'll be back home by four. Meet me at the office at 12?"

"When Allison wakes up I'll talk to her and see how she's doing. I'll text you either way."

"That's fair."

"Goodbye Christian."

"Ana?"

"Yes Christian?"

"I love you."

"I know."

I'm in my room going through my wedding pictures when I hear Allison in the kitchen. I get up with the intention of making breakfast but when I'm in the kitchen I see that she's fully dressed.

"Where are you going?"

"Work." She says brightly.

"I though you took the week off."

"I did but I'm bored. You're spending time with Christian and I think Steth is getting tired of seeing my face so I figured I'd make myself useful somewhere." She's shuffling patient files around and stuffing them into her briefcase.

"But what about-"

"What?" She looks as if she honestly has no idea what I could be talking about so I let it go.

"Nothing. Have a great day. Save lives and all that good stuff."

She smiles brightly and it's a sight for sore eyes. "Kicking ass and taking brains!" She kisses me on the cheek and heads out the door.

I know that entire thing was weird but I don't dwell on it. I'm too excited that I get to see Christian. I send him a text telling him I'll see him at twelve. I then remember I have no idea where his office is. This is getting really old really fast.

"Welcome to Grey Enterprising. Who are you here to see?" The lobby of GEH is very- clean. Everything is either white black or gray and everyone who works here seems to be blonde.

"Christian Grey."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Um not exactly."

"If you want to see Mr. Grey you need to have an appointment. I can give you the number to his assistant if you'd like to make one."

"I assure you, Mr. Grey is expecting me."

"I'm sorry ma'am but for security reasons, I cannot let you into the building without an appointment. I have to ask you to leave or I'll be forced to call security."

"No, I don't think you understand-" She picks up the phone as a threat and I just turn and leave. The last thing I need is to be escorted out by security. I'm sure Christian wouldn't appreciate that.

I sit in my car and call him via my blue tooth.

"Hello Ana. Are you on your way?"

"I'm here but I was just told to leave because I don't have an appointment."

"Excuse me?" I can tell he's upset. This is what I was trying to avoid.

"The stewardess said I had to leave."

"Where are you?"

"Parked out front."

"Taylor's coming to get you." The line goes dead and I'm nervous. I don't like Christian when he's mad at me. I turn the music up and try to drown out my thoughts. I'm in the middle of a steering wheel drum solo when Taylor knocks on my window.

When we walk back into the building, the stewardess is gone. I ask Taylor what happened and his look said enough. Christian wasn't mad at me, he was mad at her. He's fired her and I feel partly responsible. I should have told him I got lost or something and asked him to meet me down stairs. That poor girl had no idea who I was. it wasn't her fault. She was just trying to do her job.

When I step into his office, I try desperately to find something familiar but I fail miserably.

"Ana. I'm sorry about that. I assure you that problem has been taken care of."

"Christian, if you don't give that girl her job back I swear I'll loose it. She didn't know who I was and she was just trying to do her job. If I were anyone else she'd just be following protocol. It's not fair to her."

"Hello to you too." He runs his hand through his hair and makes a phone call.

"Mr. Grey?" The voice on the other side is expectant.

"Andrea, give that girl her job back." He looks at me and I stay stoned faced. "And give her a raise. Pick a number one through ten and surprise me." He hangs up without saying goof bye. "Happy now?"

"Ecstatic. Now, where did you want to go for lunch?" He looks at me like he's in awe and I don't think he's actually heard anything I've said. "What?"

"You may not remember that you're my wife but you sure as hell act like her." He laughs.

"Haha." I pout.

"Don't you dare act all sensitive. Five minutes ago you were all totalitarianism on me." He grabs his jacket and offers me his arm. I take it, still in shock. At no point did I expect that to work. I was prepared for him to laugh at me. I'll be sure to remember that I have that power.

When we're in the back of his truck he places his hand on my thigh and my body's reaction catches me off guard. He places his hand on the side of my face and I blush. "What's bothering you?"

"Nothing." I lie. "I'm happy to see you."

"Ana, I know you a lot better than you realize. I know something is on your mind. You don't have to tell me what it is but just know that I can tell."

I look down at my knotted fingers. "That scares me." I whisper and he tips my head up so her can look in my eyes.

"Stop doing that. Don't hide from me." He doesn't yell or raise his voice but I know he means it. "What scares you."

"You're already so invested in me. What if I'm different. What if because of the accident, I'm not the same person you fell in love with? I don't want to disappoint you and I don't want to hurt you."

"Don't you worry about that. I know that you're the person I fell in love with because I can see it. Trust me Ana. It's you. It's always been you." He plants a soft kiss on my lips that leaves me breathless.

When Taylor pulls up to Christian's house I'm confused. "I though we were going to eat?"

"Oh, I am." He smiles a sly smile and I'm confused again. I know he's up to something.