Chapter 28
LMAO thanks to the review who pointed out my spelling error. I meant diagram not diaphragm which is the muscular divider that separates the thora- actually never mind. Point is I was studying for BIO 109 when I wrote this and I'm dead tired clearly. Sorry! I had a good laugh though lol...
cpov
"If we enter through this back entrance, we should be fine." Christian leaned back as he watched Ethan explain his diagram. It was a whole sketch of Patrick's mansion. Every single entrance even his "hidden" ones were on this map. Ethan had spent all night after speaking to Ana designing it and Christian could tell that he was exhausted.
Seeing Ethan go against his own family for Ana should have made Christian full of jealousy but he wasn't. He actually felt respect towards him. Which was something he never thought he would say about a Kavanagh.
"Are you positive?" Christian turned as Ray threw his question out there. It was the one thing that he loved about Ray and that was his thoroughness. He made sure a plan was foolproof before acting it out and that was admirable. He had to admit that Taylor was the same way. It must have been a military thing. He'd never met two fuckers that were as cautious as those two. As for himself, he knew that he was hotheaded at times, but he blamed it on the Italian blood running through his veins.
"Yes, I'm more than positive. This entrance is never used. And now the only people who will be here at this time are Patrick, Brian, my father and of course Ana."
Ethan's plan was to hop Patrick's cement wall that he placed in his backyard. It wasn't more than 5 feet and Christian knew they were all able to do it. After hopping the fence they would have to sneak in through the first entrance to the right of the wall. It was apparently the only entrance not used and it left you right in the main foyer.
"Well, I'm down. Anything I need to do to get Anastasia back, I will." Christian said to Ethan. He knew there would be bloodshed. Even though his henchmen wouldn't be there that day for whatever reason. He knew that just Patrick alone would put up a fight. An besides Brian's head on a stick there was nothing that he wanted more than to kill Patrick Kelley.
"When are we planning to do this Boss?" Taylor's rough voice echoed from the back of his on suite office, where he stood guarding the door.
"Tomorrow night we do this. Ethan says that's the only day his men will be gone for more than an hour. We need to hit and we need to be precise."
Christian leaned back in his chair as he watched his men converse before him. The only thing on his mind was breaking into the compound, killing Patrick, and getting Ana.
APOV
"How could you?" Ana's heated whisper felt like a knife as it cut through the space between them. She was broken. It wasn't until late last night after she had spent hours talking to Christian that she realized just how alone she was in this place.
"I had no choice!" He cried while pacing back and forth, wearing a metaphorical hole through the grass beneath their feet.
"You had every choice!" She screamed as she pushed his shoulders breaking his stride. She swallowed as Brian's pained face met hers.
She had confronted him early this morning when he came to visit her. She needed to know if all this time he knew. If during every conversation, every joke, and every moment she thought she was making a friend she was actually feeding Intel to the devil.
Brian hadn't held back. She'd give him that. He was honest when she asked if her conversations had been recorded unknowingly. They had been. Every time she thought she was in her own little sanctuary, that she could be herself with the only man in the house who wasn't trying to use her, she had actually been played for a fool. A stupid, naive fool.
"Do you honestly believe that?" Her blood ran cold as he gripped her shoulders and shook her with all his might. "Do you honestly believe that Patrick wouldn't have killed me first chance he got if I told you about all the wires in this damn fucking hell hole?"
She realized with a start that it wasn't only her life at risk. As much as it pained her to believe it Patrick had a death sentence held over every single person within 100ft of him. Her chest tightened and her face crumbled with said realization as she released a heart-wrenching sob. She was tired and she was broken. Patrick had done a great job of isolating her while she was here. The only contact she'd had was Brian and Ethan for a second.
"Shit." Brian swore under his breath, her head fell softly against his chest. He smelled of leather and clover and she felt her chest tighten as she realized just how much she missed having a man's arms wrapped around her. Encircling her in her own tiny little safe cocoon.
She began to cry even more as Christian's face swam through her thoughts clouding her every sense. She rubbed her hands along his shoulders, placed her nose against his sternum inhaling his very scent and sighed in content as his voice rang through her thought—
"Ana.."
She stiffened and reality hit her as Christian disappeared and Brian stood before her. She bit her lip softly as she slowly backed away from him. It was official. Patrick had gotten her to go mad. She turned her face sideways to avoid the knowing look on Brian's face.
"You're right." Her broken voice sounded so fragile she could hear it breaking with each vowel.
"Ana-" She frantically shook her head as he stepped toward her. Ana couldn't handle the care that laced his words and concern in his eyes. It was clear from this conversation that Brian cared for her. It was clear that he had no choice when it came to recording their conversations. It was clear that they were all puppets and this Patrick's show.
"You're right. I'm sorry. Patrick has us all waiting for the next bullet to fly." She scoffed softly as she lifted her eyes to his. She sighed as he smiled softly and offered her his hand.
It was at this moment that this truly felt like a game. Christian had said he would come back for her. When? How? Patrick had this place surrounded and as much as she loved Christian and wanted to be in his arms forever, she couldn't fathom the thought of losing him.
Maybe when she placed her hand inside of Brian's it wasn't just to help her walk across the garden. Maybe it was her subconscious telling her which side to choose. The side where she allows Christian to kill himself in order to save her just wasn't an option for her.
If choosing Brian made Patrick happy and in turn saved the Grey's… She wouldn't even have to think twice. Christian would always have her heart. And she wanted to make sure it stayed beating.
Okay don't kill me. I can't have the whole story just be Christian and Ana never facing a really tough obstacle. This is it. It's HEA though so yeah
