I recieved 43 reviews for Chapter 25.
I. Am. Amazed.
Okay, so here we're getting back into the drama and everyday lives of Christian, Anastasia, and Theodore. I've given y'all a break, full of Christiany fluff, and now it's time to get back going on track and not turn this story into a bunch of one-shots (which is where I was headed; I love Fifty's POV). Teddy is now six months old, the age where babies finally start doing something. I'm sure y'all didn't want to hear about how Teddy just stares at everyone all day. I'm also switching to third person.
Also! I have a question.
Who are you guys' Chritsian and Ana?
Mine are Jessie Pavelka and Lyndsy Fonseca/Emilia Clarke.
They. Are. Perfect. 3
Ana knew Grey Publishing was her escapade, and she felt no guilt whatsoever for going relying on it. Due to the hectic life she lives, she feels she deserves to lose herself in her work every once in a while. Especially after the week she's had.
Mia, freaking out because she only has six months left to plan for her only nephew's first birthday. Kate, running around and trying to get last minute wedding plans covered and find Ana a Maid of Honor dress (She assured her she'd just wear the one she had worn as a Bridesmaid to Gail and Taylor's wedding, but Kate had absolutely forbade it). Grace and Carrick constantly stopping by to spend time with Teddy. Christian always working. Teddy teething. Gail and Taylor's big pregnancy annoucment. Ethan finally proposing to Mia.
It all just needed to slow down.
"Hello, Hannah." Ana sighed, dragging herself through the doors to her office. Hannah follows her in, handing her the manuscripts she had to review and eyes her warily.
"Hey there, Ana." Hannah says, unsure. "You okay?"
Ana plopped down into her chair and smiles tiredly. "You have a six month old kid and tell me how okay you are after no nights sleep."
Hannah grimaced slightly. "Nope, sorry. No kids coming out of this girl."
Ana had to laugh. How long ago has it been since she said that exact same thing?
"That's a good plan." Ana winked to the perky nineteen year old. "Can I have some coffee, please? I won't be able to keep my eyes open if I don't wake up some."
Hannah smiles, already heading towards the door. "Got it, boss!"
"You're my hero!" Ana calls after her, before settling down and staring at the mauscripts with distaste. Why the hell did I have to get a job that actually involes work? Shaking it off, Ana leans over and fires up her laptop.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Lunch
Date: March 23rd, 2013 09:21
To: Anastasia Grey
Wife,
I'd like to request your hand in lunch.
If you'd so do me the honors, I'd like to pick you up around 11:30..
We'll pick up Teddy, head off the Vegas, and grab a Happy Meal.
Christian Grey
CEO, Loving Husband, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.
Ana rolls her eyes, finishing reading the email just as Hannah walks back in. She smiles gratefully at her, pulling out her BlackBerry and quickly texting Christian that'd she'd love to join him for a Vegas Happy Meal with their 6 month old son who hasn't a clue what McDonalds is yet, before grabbing a manuscript and beginning to read.
Nine hours, one happy couple, one delighted child with an ice cream, and one refreshing lunch later, Anastasia Grey had finally finished seven of the eight scrips she had to tackle. Hannah had left, seeing as it's seven p.m. and her shift ended at five. Ana had stayed passed her time, not exactly sure she wanted to leave unfinished work just lying around. It only meant that she would have to finish them Monday, along with the weekends worth, and she wasn't looking foward to that. So she sucked it up and grabbed the last one, only getting through the first paragraph before thunder crackled.
Oh, great. Ana sighs, hoping Christian's home. Teddy is afraid to death of thundestorms, and only the comfort of Christian or Ana would calm him. Maybe I'll just call and tell them I'll be lat-
The lights flickered begrudingly, before shutting off all together.
Or not.
No use in reading in the dark.
Ana shakes her head, pulling out her cell and texting Sawyer to pull the car around and that the lights had gone. She grabs the manuscript, deciding to finish it up at home before locking the door to her office and truding out, dead on her feet. She'd never noticed how empty and strange her building looked in the dark until she was walking through it to get to the elevator, groaning to herself. Seventy-second floor, with no electricity. Which means no elevator.
Seventy-Two flights of stairs alone in the dark.
Fantastic.
She pulls out her phone as she hits the seventy first floor, intending on calling Christian to see about getting some kind of solar powered something around the office, but stops in her tracks when she see's Sawyer has replied.
The lights are off? They aren't anywhere else.
Huh?
Ana looks around her, indeed making sure the lights were off and she wasn't just blind. How could the lights only be off in her building? She hadn't noticed any near lightning..
Don't know. I'm on my way down.
She sends the message, then dials up Christian.
"Anastasia." His tone is warm and soft; the same tone he gets whenever he's around Teddy. Ana smiles as she hits sixty-eight.
"Hey babe." She says, going faster down the stairs. She just really wants to get home to her two favorite men."I'm having a minor setback. The lights are out, which means no elevator. So I'm having to walk down all seventy-two floors in the dark-"
"Alone?" He admonioshes. "Anastasia! Any creep could be hiding in there!"
Ana rolls her eyes, shaking her head slightly. "There isn't anyone here but me-" She pauses, turning to her right. She could've sworn..
Someone grips her from behind, hands inclosing her throat and Ana drops the phone instantly, gasping. She couldn't breath, and she felt herself being slammed up against the wall.
"Ana, baby?"
Her captor kicks her knees, forcing her to the ground and kicks at her head. She blinks, and things begin to come fuzzy.
"Chris.. tian.." She chokes out, trying to find her graces to stand. The person pins her to the ground, and she faintly hears a door slamming and running.
"Ana!"
As she opens her mouth the call him again, rough hands slap her and she feels herself falling deeper into darkness, her body not functioning.
No, no, no!
She tries to get her bearings, but the man was just too strong..
"CHRISTIAN!" She screams out with all her might, using the last bite of her energy, and the man atop of her lets out a roar of outrage.
The last thing Ana remembers is darkness, and wrods from a memory. A memory that seems so long forgotten..
"Keep away from that light, okay? Please!"
