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Ana's POV

"May I have a strawberry?" I question as Christian reads news articles on his iPad. We have decided to have a calm, quiet, day together. So right now we are sitting on the deck absorbing the Vitamin D we gravely need. Life has been so busy, and drama filled lately, so this is quite nice.

After my little sexual outburst in his office yesterday, which surprisingly made me feel sexier than I thought it would, we talked about how lunch went with my dad and how he approves of Christian. We also talked about the layout where SIP will be in the GEH building. I am ecstatic that Christian is the new owner. If it were a month ago before all the Hyde stuff happened and he had bought it just for the heck of it, I don't know how happy I would have been then. But right now, I am not upset with this decision.

I am going to see the therapist Christian set me up with this afternoon which frightens me. When I think of therapists, I instantly think of little Ana going because she had "mommy issues." Maybe this will be good for me; maybe I need to come to the realization of what happened and what has occurred in the past.

I'm not the only one facing obstacles right now; Christian has a lot to get through. Last night he woke up in a puddle of sweat and screaming about his birth mother which only happens when he's stressed. I pulled him into my arms and asked him what was on his mind. Ms. fucking-plastic, that's who. Because of her Christian has to find a way to tell his parents that his mother's best friend molested him for six years. I think it's right for him to tell them, but how? How do you tell someone something like that? When the time comes, I'll be there for him just like he's been here for me.

"How's your book?" He asks as I shove a raspberry in my mouth.

I put my bookmark in and sit up. "Harry Potter is not just a book Christian." I watch as his eyebrows raise while he observes my feet that are propped up on his thighs.

All of the sudden his face cocks to one side with a confused look plastered on it. "Of course it's not just a book... "

I giggle. "How are your news articles?" He turns his iPad around without saying a word. On the front cover is a picture of him and I walking down the street labeled "Seattle's most eligible bachelor now taken by Miss Anastasia Steele? We're all dying for details."

"Hmm, so they finally really know who I am… that's probably why the paparazzi was at the restaurant yesterday," I say shaking my head. Fucking paparazzi.

Christian sits up concerned. "They were?"

"Well, they were across the street don't worry. Your security team did their job." I don't need him firing anyone right now. I need all the protection I can get right now.

"Good." He snaps and relaxes back into his chair.

Christian's POV

Fucking paparazzi and poor Ana. Now that they know exactly who she is they won't stop harassing her. Good thing I have a team who can quickly remove things from the internet and or pay people to remove whatever nasty thing they posted. Sometimes I wonder how people get away with harassing and exposing other people for a living.

That is one of the many reasons I kept my relationships private. Aside from the fact I beat women for pleasure, I don't know how well that would have sat with the public. As much as I try to ignore that demon, it's is still there gnawing and scratching. I know I'm staying away from it for a good reason, to keep Ana.

One day I would like to introduce a little kink into our relationship only if she agrees to do it. Maybe not the red room, but I could bring a couple toys to our bedroom for her pleasure. I think if she tried it she would definitely enjoy it.

In the middle of our peace and quiet, we're both startled by the shrieking ring of my phone. As it goes off, an odd pit in my stomach forms. I reach out and grab it off the coffee table it's buzzing on.

"Grey," I snap.

"Sir, we have news." In one quick motion, I stand up and walk to the railing of the deck, readying myself for the worst.

Ana comes marching over in her long, gray maxi dress wanting to hear the news Taylor has. "What is it?" I ask.

"As you know, we've been working alongside the police and this morning the judge finally signed off on a search warrant for Hyde's house. They discovered some things that are deeply disturbing. They also helped us figure out some of his intentions."

"What did they find?" My hand is clenched so tight it's turning white.

"First off, we know he definitely came here right after the attack. There are clear signs that he stopped by, packed a bag and fled. To where we don't quite know. They also found another computer with much more on it. Elaborate plans, schedules, shopping lists, credit card information, timelines he wrote out, and much more. We also found what appears to be where he would have held the women captive. There are shelves of disturbing items." I feel my stomach twist in a knot.

"What kind of items?" I question as tears form in Ana's big blue eyes.

"Ahem-" Taylor clears his throat. "One shelf was full of duct tape, surgical gloves, rope, etc. Another shelf was full of… uh, BDSM related items." And right then and there, I feel absolutely sick to my stomach.

"Thank you, Taylor. Come to my office later and we will talk more." I hang up, trying to swallow the lump that is stuck in the back of my throat.

"Christian... what happened?" Ana says trying to keep her composure.

I grasp her, soft, cold, shaking hand. "They didn't find him, but they searched his house."

"What did they find that made you so pale?"

Should I tell her? I don't want her to worry, but she has a right to know.

"Do you really want to know?"

"Now I want to know." She says firmly.

"Ana, they found many things on his home computer and work computer that I never told you about. It was right after it all happened, I didn't feel the time was right to tell you."

"I appreciate you not telling me because you were trying to protect me, but now I need to know everything you know. Trust me, I'm okay now."

For some reason, this doesn't feel right. Taylor couldn't even handle what we found, I don't know how Ana will. Especially because most of it is about her.

"I don't think you are." I quip, and she takes a step back. Fuck I didn't mean for it to come out like that.

"Does my dad know?"

"What?"

"Does my dad know about everything Christian?" Fuck!

"Yes, he knows." Her eyes go from sadness to pure anger in seconds.

Ana's POV

I ignore his last comment and check the time on my phone. I have a half an hour until my therapy appointment. Scornfully, I look back up at him trying to keep myself together. With a cocky, fake smile beaming on my face I ask him one more time.

"What do you know?" He closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose.

"The day it happened, we got into his work computer and found files of women. One of them being you and another Elizabeth Morgan. Also former workers at SIP and other random girls. Your attack was caught on the surveillance, so we saw everything that happened." Holy fuck.

"Wait… yo-you saw it? Who else did?!" I shout.

He breathes out slowly. "The police and some of my security team…"

"Taylor saw?" He nods. The tears come flooding out, and I hold my hands over my mouth, trying to not make a sound. They saw me get attacked… they watched a man violate me. Christian pulls me into his body and strokes my hair gently.

"This is why I didn't want to tell you, Ana." He whispers in my ear.

"I feel so lost not having closure. Hyde's out there Christian!" I hyperventilate into his shoulder. I thought I was strong enough to forget about him, and what happened but every time I seem to get better, something always comes to the surface.

"Baby, we will get closure soon don't worry." He tucks a stray hair behind my ear. "Remember you're protected now. I don't think he will come back here anytime soon since there is a manhunt for him going on."

"I guess so, but Christian he's crazy. He could come back whenever he wanted to."

"Yes he could, but you will have full protection when and if he ever does. Now for your sake, I'm not telling you anything else unless you're in danger, or we get a major break in the case alright?" He murmurs, trying to calm my nerves.

"Okay…" I mumble, pressing my head into his chest which makes him flinch, but he recovers fast.

Since my meltdown earlier, Christian insisted that he come with me to my appointment today. He knows he's not allowed in the room, breaking that news to him was trying to explain politics to a child, but he finally got the picture… twenty minutes later.

Taylor pulls up beside a little building complex and lets us out.

"Is this where Flynn works?" I question as Christian holds the door open for me.

"Yes, I actually called him before we left. I told him I was stopping by so I didn't have to sit with nothing to do since I can't come in with you…" He rolls his eyes which makes me laugh. I can't believe he is still stuck on that.

After Christian whispers something to the lady at the front desk, another woman comes around to take me up to Dr. Nichols. Before I walk away with her, Christian grabs me and gives me a quick kiss.

"Here you go miss," A short brown haired girl says holding open the door.

"Hello Ms. Steele, I'm Doctor Nichols pleased to meet you." A beautiful sixty-year-old looking African American woman greets me with her hand out. I take it happily.

"Hello, Dr. Nichols, nice to meet you too." I smile. "Oh and please call me Ana."

"Okay Ana, please take a seat." She says signaling to the couch across from her chair. She straightens out her black dress and pulls her notepad onto her lap. All of the sudden, I get hit with a nostalgic feeling. The last time I was in here, it was for an entirely different reason…

There is a short moment of silence before she speaks. "So what brings you here today?"

"Uh, well a lot has actually been happening lately…" I laugh but on the inside, I am actually holding back tears.

"Like what?" She asks tapping her pen against her thigh.

It is at that moment I delve into the life story of Anastasia Rose Steele. Featuring the elusive but adorable Christian Trevelyan Grey and the malevolent Jack Hyde. The scariest part is it's still being written, and I don't know how it will end.


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