Ana's POV

Christian decides to cancel all his meetings for today and spend the rest of the day taking care of me. As much as I argued against this, I thought it was very sweet of him that he wanted to take care of me. As soon as we arrived to Escala, I went straight to bed. I needed to rest. I just wanted to forget what happened today as if it was a bad dream. But as much as I tried, I just couldn't forget it. When I closed my eyes, I saw Jack Hyde pointing a gun at me, telling me that if I don't be quiet, he would shoot me. Tears would roll down my face as I remembered Sawyer taking a bullet for Olivia and the gun shots fired in the front of the building when Jack had stormed in.

Christian would be right next to me when I would cry, running his hand through my hair, telling me that everything will be okay. How can everything be okay when I don't have a job anymore? The job that I worked hard for, the one that I have come to enjoy? Christian says that he will come up with something in order to replace my job. Is he going to have Elliot and his construction crew build SIP back? Even if that happens, I don't think I would want to come back to that spot. It brings back memories both good and bad for right now, bad.

After a while, I fall asleep. I dream that none of this happened. That I come back to work and everything is as it always was. I am sitting in my office, looking through some manuscripts. Becky comes in and with finished manuscripts, I hand her some new ones. In my dream, Becky doesn't have a criminal father. She happens to be the person that I thought her to be genuine, attentive, and punctual. Why can't my dream be my reality?

Christian wakes me up, carrying a tray of food.

"Mm, Christian, I don't feel like eating."I tell him.

"Ana, you need to eat." He tells me. The food smells good. It happens to be one of my favorite dishes: chicken parmesan.

He puts the tray in front of me and sits down on the bed.

"I am not going to leave until I see you eating. "He says.

I cut a piece of the chicken and eat it.

"There, you happy?" I ask.

"One bite isn't called eating." He says

"Its not nice to stare at people when they eat."I say.

"That rule doesn't apply to people who happen to be both stunning and stubborn at the same time." He tells me. I can feel myself blush.

Christian continues to stare at me. I take another bite of the chicken parmesan.

"Much better, now continue that until you have a clean plate."He says with a grin.

I do as he says, knowing that if I don't, he will continue to stare at me.

"So I have come up with a plan." He says.

"What plan?"I ask.

"I am talking about getting your job back." He answers. "It won't be at SIP, of course, but I think you would like it."

"So what is it?"I ask, with curiousity.

"From now on, you will be working at GEH." He says.

"But how? There is no job that I can do at GEH."I tell him.

"GEH will now have a floor dedicated to publishing and you will be in charge of it." He says.

"Oh wow. Chrisitan, I don't know what to say."I tell him. I am honestly speechless. He did all of this for me.

"I think it's a great idea. That way I will know that you are safe, I can visit you whenever I want, you can hire people that you like with background checks, and you will be doing something that you enjoy. "He says. "Plus there is the perk of office sex."

I giggle.

"So what do you say, Ms. Steele?" He asks me, looking into my eyes.

"I think it's a great idea." I say.

"That's great."He says. Christian leans in and kisses me on the forehead.

"You start tomorrow, Miss Steele."He says, smiling.

"Okay, ."I say.

He walks out of the room.

I finish eating and go to sleep again.

I can't wait to start working at GEH tomorrow. There will be so much to do in the beginning, but as soon as everything is organized and people are hired, everything should be as it once was.

Please review! Sorry for the short chapter. The next one should be longer.