Hi everyone, sorry for the very very late update I just had a lot going on. But I finally managed to write this chapter. Hope you all enjoy this one xx

CPOV

''Mr Grey, Mr Grey!'' Taylor's loud and clear voice drags my eyes towards the door, looking at them with concern. I have never heard Taylor shout before so this has to be something very and I mean very serious and important. I look down and see Ana doing the same just focussing on the door, waiting. The footsteps are getting louder and soon the door is swung open revealing breathless Taylor.

''Yes?''

''It's Phoebe.'' That's all I need to get my feet moving and out the door. I increase my pace and I find myself running at full speed towards the elevator door. I look behind me and find both Taylor and Anastasia running behind me. I approve of Taylor but I can't have Anastasia coming with me, so I stop.

''Anastasia.'' I look at her worried face.

''I'm going end of.'' She says as if she knew I wouldn't let her go. ''She is my daughter too and I am going to be there for her.'' I am not even going to argue with that, when Ana wants something she usually gets it. I nod and we carry on going.

We eventually reach the car that was already waiting for us, the black, the fast, and the beautiful Audi R8. This is exactly what I need to get somewhere as fast as I can possibly do. I open the door and hop in the driver seat, Taylor is right next to me, and Anastasia got in the back. I start the engine and turn towards Taylor.

''Where to?'' I ask him as I start to reverse the car out of the parking space.

''Towards heathman, she was spotted with Matt by Sawyer and the rest of the guys.'' That's all I need right now, I put my foot down on the accelerator and we speed off. We are finally out in the fresh air and I increase the speed even more. Nothing is going to stop me, I am going to get to my daughter no matter what. I grip the wheel firmly and I just like that I am hit with a memory.

''Daddy!, Daddy!'' I hear little Phoebe calling me, so I look up, and see a pair of the most beautiful sparkling grey eyes I have ever seen. Her hair is slightly wavy on the ends and just like her mothers it's hazel. She truly is the most perfect daughter a father could ask for.

''What sweetie?'' I ask her and her eyes sparkle even more.

''It's time.'' I smile and stand up from my chair. I know exactly what she means... it's time for her to hear me play the piano. She giggles and runs away from me heading towards the living room, towards the piano, and I am having trouble to catch up with her.

''Phoebe, wait up.''

She looks back and laughs again but doesn't slow down. ''Come on daddy!''

I am finally in the living room but she is already by the piano, looking at it. She reminds me of me when I was her age. I was so eager to learn how to play so I could fit in with the perfect family. But not only this, I have gained a passion for playing the piano. A passion that I want to share with my daughter. I start walking towards her and she has the biggest smile on her face that I have ever seen. Anyone that didn't know my Phoebe would be able to tell that she is very excited to hear me play and have a go herself.

I sit down on the seat and she sits right next to me. I look down at her and see anticipation all over her face making me grin even more.

''Come one. Play.'' She encourages me and she has to say no more. I stretch my fingers over the piano keys and I gently start pressing them. Not too hard and not too gently just the perfect amount of pressure. In seconds the room is filled with music. I begin playing a song that has so much meaning to me, so much emotion, the first song I have played for... Ana. Bach...

The song is slow and gentle and yet so powerful. My fingers carefully lift up and down the keys to get the perfect sound. I turn my head and look down at Phoebe as I continue playing this beautiful song. She's still, and I mean completely still, not moving at all. She is just looking down at the piano keys as I press down on them... just like me once. I knew then that I wanted to learn how to play and so I did and now it's her turn to do the same.

I come to a stop, everything stops along with the song, and I look at my daughter again. ''Do you want to play?''

She starts nodding. ''Yes! Please!''

I smile and take her left hand in mine and take it closer to the piano, running it along the keys. So she feels each and every one. I feel her watching me again and so I look down at her. This time she takes hold of my hand and grips onto it tightly and smiles.

''Christian! Look!'' I hear Ana screaming my name and the memories with the piano turn into a blear, the sensational sound of the music is gone, and I am left with the sound of the car's engine and Ana shouting down my ear.

''What, where?'' I ask confused.

Taylor points towards the left side of the road and I see someone lying on the ground. Not moving at all. Phoebe! Please let it not be Phoebe! Please please, please. I slam on the breaks and the car instantly comes to a stop. I open the door and run towards the cold looking body on the ground. The closer I get I realise that it's not Phoebe but someone very close to her... Matt.

''Matt do you hear me?'' I ask when I kneel next to him. But there is no response. I see blood pouring from his leg and there is practically a blood puddle all around him. Boy, he seriously had a hard time. But where is Phoebe? I start looking around the place but there is no one that I can see that is close by... nothing that would give me some kind of clue. My eyes rest on Matt again, he really needs some help right now. I turn towards Taylor who is already standing by my side searching the area as well as holding a gun.

''Taylor call an ambulance now!'' I order and let Taylor deal with Matt as I go and see how Ana is doing. I walk towards her all confident so she doesn't notice that I am struggling with this as well as she is. I am the strong one and I am not letting anything bad happen to her.

''That ambulance is on it's way now, Sir.'' I nod at him and hug my scared Ana.

''Baby are you okay?'' I ask her. There's silence. ''Ana?'' I ask again but I get silence again. I pull away from her and inspect her at arms length. I focus on her face, but all I see are red and puffy eyes looking at Matt. I feel her shaking underneath my hands and I am really starting to get worried. I knew she shouldn't have came. I knew it. I should have made her stay at home where it was safe and she wouldn't be feeling like this.

''Ana?'' I ask again to get her attention.

She slowly pulls her eyes away from Matt and the blood and she finally looks at me. ''Christian?''

Relief starts setting in. ''Thank god you said something.'' I pull her into my arms.

''What happened?'' I hear her soft cries.

''Matt has been hurt as you can see and right now he needs some help.'' I try to reassure her that he is going to get sorted soon.

''But...''

''What baby?'' I ask.

''What about, Phoebe?''

A cold and very familiar chill runs through my body. ''Taylor?'' I call him.

''Sir?''

''Give me your phone I need to call Sawyer, now.''

He nods and walks towards me with his phone, I take it, and dial Sawyer's number.

Within seconds I hear his voice coming through the phone. ''Sawyer, have you got something? Please tell me you have?''

He sighs. ''We were following them.''

I straighten my back and put my full focus on Sawyer. ''Following who?''

''Elena and your daughter.''

''What!'' I shout a little too loudly. ''Where are they now?''

I hear him swollow. ''We have lost them.''

''Where?''

''We were heading down the central way, towards 10th avenue, and we lost them then.''

I start pacing up and down the path. ''How did you lose them?''

He sighs again. ''They turned somewhere and dissapeared.''

''Just like that!'' I snap at him.

''Ermm... yes... sir.'' I feel him shrinking on the spot. Yeah, that's right I am the one in control and I tell you what to do and if I tell you what to do you go and do it now! I really don't care what he has to say right now, I have to focus on Ana and Matt so I end the call and pass the phone back to Taylor.

''Go, now!'' Without saying anything Taylor turns and hops back into the car. I don't even have to tell him what is wrong as he already knows it.

''Ana.'' I walk towards a kneeling figure who is my beautiful wife and kneel with her next to Matt. I watch as her right hand gently starts stroking his cheek, moving down to his chin, and back up again. This actions is so loving and so soft at the same time, Ana always knows how to calm people down, especially me...

I put my hand over hers and she finally turns to look at me. She is crying, her innocent baby blue eyes shinning up at me, showing so much hurt, so much pain, and so much love. All at the same time. I can't help to think that this is all my fault. I should have found Ted by now and I should have found Phoebe already but instead I have another very important person hurt right in front of me. I have no idea what to do right now? A cold and unwelcome shiver goes through me again as I recall what I found out about Matt not that long ago... A foster kid, moving from one family to the next, never finding that parental love. Just like me. He is just as young as our daughter and he hasn't got anyone that truly loves him except Phoebe. She is his rock, his strength, and his happiness. I do not know what I am going to tell him once he wakes up in hospital. I really do not know.

The sound of sirens brings me back to the mess I made in front of me. ''Ana, we need to give the guys some room.'' I put my arms around Ana and pick her up, taking her away so Matt can get the help he needs.

''What if that was Phoebe?'' Anastasia suddenly asks.

''It wasn't.''

''But-''

''Anastasia, don't.'' I cut her off, not wanting her to start a conversation about our daughter that is so upsetting. I need to stay together, I need to stay in control, and don't let anything stop me from finding my sweetheart.


Beep...beep...beep...beep...

Is all I have been hearing for the past day or two. I am once again in hospital with Ana waiting for Matt to finally wake up. But each and every time that we came he never has. All we know is that because of the fall he has not only broken his leg but also suffered brain damage. Removing the bullet was the least of their worries it's the head injuries that they are most concerned about... Right now he is our only hope for finding Phoebe. I stand in the threshold to the room that Matt is staying in and watch as his chest is rising as he breaths. Several nurses go and check if he is in a stable condition.

But something catches my eye. His hand just moved. I take the few steps that are separating me from me and Matt. I feel my stomach clench together, I really don't know what to expect.

''Mr Grey you aren't allowed in here.'' One of the nurses says to me but I completely ignore here and look at Matt who is blinking up at me looking very confused.

''Matt? How are you feeling?'' I ask but he still looks confused.

''Excuse me, sir. But who are you?''

I stand there frozen. Completely. He won't remember anything, what now?

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