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A/N: I almost didn't update – between a busy day, and trying to write a chapter to get ahead again, this twenty-one year old nearly passed out – embarrassingly so at like half 1... We're not at nearly 3am and I'm getting closer to the keyboard as I type... BUT thank you, you amazing bunch... And as always, enjoy and await more drama =)
Fifty Shades Abandoned – Chapter Twenty-One
"You are well rested," Christian spoke as he waltzed into the bedroom. He had found her stirring as soon as he entered and on the approach from the door to the bed he had dropped his jacket, lost his belt and tie and proceeded to unbutton his white shirt.
"I won't be if you keep undressing like that," Ana said as her hand reached up from her spot and placed her hand on his chest, one of the scars sitting under her finger tips. "I want you so bad."
Christian let out a regretful moan at the idea. "I know, Baby, but until Dr. Greene says so we can't run that risk."
"I know, Ana responded sadly with a pout. "If we can't do any kinky fuckery, or fuckery at all, you can come to bed."
"You okay?" He asked as he complied and pulled her close to his chest.
"I'm just sleepy... and horny," She murmured as she snuggled in close. "You're what I've needed all day."
Christian smiled, "You'll have me all day tomorrow as well, Mrs. Grey."
"Sounds like bliss, Mr. Grey," Ana commented not realising how close to edge of sleep she really was. She awoke with a slight jump and looked around the room before settling down to calm her heart.
"Ana?" Christian called to her and she looked up to him, "You okay, Baby?"
"Dream," She said and pushed back to lay on the pillow staring up at the ceiling.
"Oh Ana," Christian sympathised knowing that ever since Jack's return, her dreams were more than a little active.
Ana rolled onto her back, putting her hands to her head, "I need to get out of this apartment." She dropped her hands and looked at him, "Cabin fever is now starting is set in, Mr. Grey." She then cast a questioning look to the Mac on his lap. "When did you get up to get that?"
"About an hour ago, you were sound asleep, you didn't even notice I moved," Christian replied with a simple tone. "I have something that might curb your cabin fever."
Take me now, Christian! "Oh, really?" Ana asked rolling onto her side, eager to hear her break from bed rest.
"Yes, really," He told her, but his features threaded with seriousness. "However can we talk about something first?" Christian asked Ana and watched her look at him, her smile losing brightness. "I had a session with Dr. Flynn today."
"Right?" Ana pressed onwards, wondering what breakthrough was brought into Christian's mind.
"I asked how you were doing and well, even though he respected your privacy, he did mention that he thinks you might need a course of anti-depressants." He saw the fear ignite in her eyes and the terror dug its icy clutches into her. "He said you're exhibiting signs of depression and wanted to help you before it got worse."
Gulping hard, Ana nodded, knowing that all of her mood swings and occasional need to distance herself from others would suggest that. Sitting up, Ana felt the need to apologise for everything. "I bet you never expected to be married to such a weakling did you?"
"Ana! Don't say that," He scolded her as he moved the Mac from his lap and sat up, mirroring her. He ran his hand to the back of her head and made her look to him. "Why would you even think that?"
"Look at me, Christian," She said desperately, "Look at what I'm putting everyone through. Look at Kate and Mia, and your mom is constantly worried about, and everyone's after Elena. That's partly my fault!"
Grabbing her shoulders, Christian shook her a little, "Mrs. Grey," He started, his tone soft but with subtle undertones of becoming stern and scolding. "You need to stop beating yourself up over this. I know you are struggling with everything, but Ana you need to focus on moving on. I love how you care for everyone, I do, but you need to focus on yourself. You need to work on getting yourself back before you try and take on the world." He watched her sniffle back her tears, "Everyone will be fine when they see you are."
"You're right," She whispered as the weight of the world seemed to disperse. Just from sharing with her husband everything felt less traumatic, less frightening. It didn't matter how much she spoke to Dr. Flynn her one source of respite and salvation was holding onto her right then. You just need your husband, her subconscious soothed her inner goddess.
Looking up to her Fifty, Ana realised that even if she hadn't experienced it a lot, this had to be what true love was made off.
Sensing her calming, he wanted her to talk the rest of the tension out of her body. "What else are you thinking, Anastasia?" Christian asked and raised her head to make her look at him.
Blinking quickly to clear the tears, Ana signed, "I'm trying to work out how you're doing in all of this, Christian." She watched him tense on her, "Don't placate you for me. I wasn't the only one that got caught up in all of this, hell you should be doing worse."
"Why?"
"Because I was cruel to you and then you had to deal with knowing I was hurt, that Kate, Mia and me were taken and then you had to walk into that apartment and witness what you did. You had to fight for me to save me," Ana's tone was heavy with exhausted remorse.
"Can you please listen to me for a moment?" Christian stopped her, readying for her to break in his arms. "I'm glad you asserted some authority back at me that night, Mrs. Grey. It was the wakeup call I needed. I know I can be a control freak, but with you I don't realise I am doing it badly until you fight back and my god, Mrs. Grey, when you fight back you sure do fight. After that night I knew I had to get you back and I know I made a few mistakes, but me asking you to get rid of our baby was me striving for control. Control you weren't giving to me and then I just realised that I was fighting to gain power when really I just needed to give in and love what you were giving me." He gave her a smile, "Life."
"Oh, Christian," Ana murmured tearfully.
"Ana, you have made me see the world in so many different ways and you have made me love life. Something I grew up thinking was not for me. I'm not the only one saying that. Everyone is. At home, in the family, at work, everywhere," Smiling at her with reassurance, Christian continued, "As for what Jack did, he got what he deserved. Those days you were gone, I realised that I love you and our Little Blip to the extreme. I'm just scared to lose you."
"I have nowhere to go if I don't have you," Ana told him. "Death or otherwise," She finalised with a coy smile and saw him relax right before her eyes. "For you, I will speak to Dr. Flynn about anti-depressants," Ana compromised and looked to her right at the Mac sitting on the bed. "What is it you wanted to show?" Ana asked and turned back to him, "Is it something for me? Or us? Or!" She got excited now, "Is it something for all of us?"
"It's something for all three of us. Something you seem to have clearly forgotten," Christian told her as he flicked his finger upon the mouse control and watched the screen flash to life, "Our potential new home, Mrs. Grey."
"Oh my," Ana gasped at the beauty of the building displayed on the screen, "When do we go again? I can't believe I even forgot about it. How could I?"
Christian chuckled at her rambling, "I think it's safe to say you have had other things to occupy you," He told her with a soft smirk. Oh yeah, Ana, like surviving! "We're going there tomorrow after your appointment with Dr. Greene though," He couldn't withhold the chuckle at seeing Ana getting excited. He knew she was coming back to him slowly and soon she would be his witty wife that gave him the utmost pleasure.
"We are?" Ana gasped in surprise, "Really?"
"Oh Ana, you know I just want to give you a proper home that we create together," Christian remarked with ease, there was no loss in his tone at losing this place, like there hadn't been before. Hell, they could keep it as a getaway palace in the sky if they wanted to – that was a plan they had never spoken of. "I know you love it here, but all this has done is hold so many memories. I want a home fit for my family. Escala isn't that, but I'm hoping this will be perfect."
Ana sighed in easy contentment. Home is wherever you are, Mr. Grey.
"I can't wait to see the new and improved home," Ana said as excitement took over her worry.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Fifty Shades Abandoned -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
"I'm happy with everything," Dr. Greene said as she finished the examination and allowed Ana to relax completely. "I still want an additional week without stress and then I see no problem with you resuming normal life from my end. I'm just being precautious with making you relax for another week."
"Well I guess we best get you completely rested so when you have your check up with Dr. Bartley you'll be getting the pass to a clean bill of health," Christian spoke as he stood on the sidelines, arms crossed, standing like a true guard.
"I so cannot wait," Ana breathed as she slip off of the table and stood ready to get changed. "Thank you, Dr. Greene, for everything."
"No worries, Mrs. Grey," The doctor responded with a chirpy smile. "I'll leave you to get dressed. I'll have your next appointment waiting outside. Just pick it up from reception on your way out."
Ana watched her go, before giving her husband a teasing look and headed towards the curtain, making sure her ass was on show. Hearing him groan she knew he had just had a good look. "Christian!" Ana called out moments later from behind the curtain and then peered around it. "Can you lend me a hand? I'm struggling with getting my top on."
"Course, Baby," He said as he walked around the curtain and found her standing there with a coy smile. "You little liar," He cursed her with a wide grin as he found her standing there dressed.
"Come here, Mr. Grey," Ana called him to come closer and as he did, she wrapped her arms around his neck, only just aware of the pull on her healing body. "Thank you for giving me a baby that is truly like his daddy already," She said and kissed him. "A little baby that's strong willed and perfect all at once. A mini control freak," She teased him lovingly.
"I once heard it takes two people to make a baby," Ana heard her husband retort to her. "You seem to forget that you're strong willed and perfect as well." He watched the flattery mar her cheeks in a soft blush. "Now, what do you need me for seeing as you look pretty dressed, Mrs. Grey?"
"I am struggling, but it was a good ploy to get you so close," Ana joked with as she felt a rush of shyness. "I just couldn't get my cardigan on."
Chuckling at her innocence as it mingled with her sexual drive he helped her, his mind calculating the ways he would get her body to be his slave when she was entirely cleared by the other doctor. Taking her hand they went to reception before proceeding to leave, Christian calling ahead to Taylor to be ready.
As they walked out, his put his arm around her back and held her tight against his body, "You really do look beautiful today. I don't think I tell you enough," Christian murmured to her. He had been observing her all day, the way the bruises were nearly gone and she was being restored back to the Ana he loved and again, seeing their baby, he saw Ana as some warrior. She was stunningly powerful in his eyes and he needed her to see that.
"We aim to please, Mr. Grey," Ana used his own saying as they came to wait on Taylor to bring the car round to the entrance. "Now take me to our new home."
"As you wish, Mrs. Grey," Christian said as Taylor got out of the car and rushed to open the door. "You carriage awaits."