JANUARY 15TH 2012

I agreed to a game of scrabble because the worst I could do was come in third after Ana and Kate, except Elliot is winning, and I was last by a country mile, my only hope is to get a seven letter word and it's not happening not with these letters. Elliot puts down obelisk a seven letter word, but you can't add O to toy. "What the hell is that... toyo is not a fucking word." I almost scream at Elliot.

"Are you challenging?" He asks smugly.

"You damn right I am," I snarl flipping through the dictionary. Toyo my ass, fuck toyo is a word, Japanese straw hats made with rice paper. "You have got to be kidding me." Ana happily moves the board toward her as I miss my turn for challenging toyo, who the fuck would have thought toyo was a fucking word.

Ana drops 'expected' around the X I put down before, I'm so screwed. "So that's…12, 13,14, 17, 19, 20 plus double word score, plus 50, so that's 90." She says with glee, and I'm back in the lead. Not to be left out Kate tallies an impressive 57 points from just a four letter word.

With four players, we quickly run out of tiles, and I lost. "Want to play again?" Ana asks.

"No, there is only so much beating my pride can take." I lost, I don't lose.

"Elliot I'm surprised, seriously so," Ana says.

"Hey, I'm offended."

"Oh please, you got yourself kidnapped by dumb and dumber." Ana retorts.

"Fair point," Elliot says laughing, he more than anyone is ready for things to get back to normal. It took him a few days to notice he wasn't getting the usual amount of abuse and stick from Ana and promptly called her out on it. The media, on the other hand, keep trying to remind him he was kidnapped, they know something happened to him, what it was they've yet to find out.

I'm surprised they don't already know. It appears the residents of Palatine Avenue do not want the media anywhere near their doorstep and have kept quiet about what they saw of Elliot's rescue.

He has decided to take Kate on a vacation to Mexico to get away from them, and I also suspect he's going to propose.

"Hey Ray, What's up?"

"I just got a phone call from José's father, it appears the boy has had a relapse in his treatment. He was informed of Annie's refusal to even read the letter his doctor sent and well he lost it, trashed his room and then sometime in the night attempted to escape."

"So whatever obsession he had, is well and truly still in place," I add rubbing my face.

"Yes, the center believed him apologizing to Annie would aid his recovery, but it appears he just played them to get access to her."

After Ray's phone call, I find myself wondering what it is about Ana and me that seem to attract an obsessive nature in people. First, there was Lincoln, after 12 years in jail she came out still wanting me, why I still don't know. Then Rodriguez, who it appears will also spend a long time sectioned, that Williams woman is still trying to get employment with GEP here in Seattle by using her late husband's name, a name she never took while they were married. I am not going to be stupid again, I've now got someone watching her.

Now Parker and Fox have joined that elite group of obsessive morons.

At least Parker is cooperating with the authorities, he left my office and called Fox and then called his mother who had somehow found out about the three girls he raped. Despite his many failures, he was mommy's little boy and could do no wrong, at least that what he thought.

Parker had a healthy trust fund, one that he got access to at the age of 21 by the age of 22 he had squandered the lot. Three payouts for rape would do that, the last girl had a boyfriend who made Parker's life hell and effectively took everything he had. He had been played, something I doubt he knows. The third girl was a setup, she was friends with the first girl he raped and knew just what to say to get Parker on her case, simply put I had a one night stand with her, and he was determined to have her whether she wanted it or not.

His parents had effectively washed their hands of him. He needed money as I had taken the three million he stole and since he wasn't getting any more money from mommy. He and Fox had decided to kidnap someone in my family, Elliot was the only one without a CPO and was, therefore, the easier target, all the good that did them. They will now be serving a lengthy term in prison for kidnapping and possession of an unregistered firearm.

"Sir Andrew Porter is here to see you, he doesn't have an appointment," Andrea informs me, I don't care if he came in through the ceiling, the man as dropped everything to aid me twice.

"Send him in, and Andrea, he doesn't need one."

"Understood Sir." I had a PA a year or so before Andrea who wouldn't let Ana into my office because she didn't have an appointment when I told her Ana didn't need one, she asked me why actually asked me why. I fired her on the spot, it was her second day, granted she didn't know who Ana was so I let the mistake of not allowing her into my office slide. To then ask me why I made a decision in my workplace, my building about who I let into my office, yeah that wasn't going to fly.

There is a small knock on my door, and Andrew walks in. "Andrew to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Fox finally talked," he tells with a mile-wide grin. Up until now she refused to talk, didn't even open her trap to request for legal council. Not that it mattered, Parker had sung like a canary, and it was an open and shut case as far she was concerned.

"What did she have to say?"

"Well… she claimed she was having an affair with your brother and that the whole kidnapping plot was part of a role-play and now that Elliot has been caught with his pants down he's going with the… preposterous story of him being kidnapped." My jaw is on the floor and Andrew chuckles.

"Is she serious?" I ask flabbergasted.

"She was… her little story didn't last long when we confronted her with the evidence, the best one being Parker's recordings every time they met."

"He recorded their conversation." Not a complete moron after all.

"Yeah, said he didn't trust her considering she blackmailed him when their first plan fell through. When the next story out of her mouth was to blame Parker for the whole debacle, he told us about the recordings."

"So what now?"

"Well it's over, there isn't going to be a trial. The DA offered them a deal if they will spare the state the cost of going to trial." Andrew says looking rather proud, his cases hardly see the courtroom, he has a knack of delivering the case to the DA neatly wrap up with a pretty bow on top.

"You still have it, Andrew." He bows accepting my compliment. "I'm sure Elliot will welcome the good news when he gets back from his vacation."

"Will be seeing you, Christian, take care."

"You too." Well, that news put a spring in my step.

God, I need some Ana and me time, just the two of us alone has been extremely rare in the past few weeks. With wedding preparation and me in the middle of three acquisitions, we have both being busy, but this weekend I plan on spending time with my fiancée uninterrupted.

Taylor and Gail are taking Sophie to Disney world in Florida, Sawyer will be staying in the staff quarters but in Kate and Elliot's apartment, Elliot recently bought the flat from Mr. Kavanagh and Ray.

I'm in London for two weeks during the Olympics, I initially refused to make the trip for the acquisition as Ana, and I will still be I was promised tickets to several events and the opening ceremony as an incentive to go, knowing Ana will cut off my dick if I refused the tickets. I happily accepted because the rewards will be immense, my fiancée knows how to show her appreciation.

Since I plan on this remaining a surprise till the very last minute, I mean like standing in the Olympic village. I've got Jack to force Ana to take some time off when the time is right as she has quite a few hours accumulated.

Leila Williams has yet to show her face again, but when she does, I'm ready for her. She wanted her last Dom to leave his wife for her and when he refused she sent an anonymous email containing pictures of her and the husband in a compromising position. Unfortunately for her, she did it from her home computer and was promptly caught. Making her persona non grata in the BDSM community. She became desperate and has a result turned to the world of high-class escorts. With what I have on her it would be in her best interest to stay well clear of Jack.

I drag the heavy mattress down the stairs into the great room. I spread the sheets over the mattress, and I'm not going to lie I have a very hard time getting the sheets to stay put I pull one corner, and another comes loose. It takes Ana a couple of minutes to do this, I'm a Harvard graduate, and it takes me 20 minutes to put a fucking sheet on a mattress.

"Oh, my Christian." She sounds a little out of breath, looking glorious in her see through nightie. It's quite the romantic step up, the fire is lit. I've got an ice bucket with a bottle of Dom Perignon champagne chilling, a large bowl of strawberries.

"Come here baby, join me." She stares at my naked chest and very low hanging pajama bottoms. I pour her a glass of champagne. "Take a seat, baby." She giggles at my shoddy attempt to cover the mattress with the sheet.

"Christian this isn't going to stay in place," she informs me still giggling.

"With what I have in mind baby, even if this were Gail's handiwork it still would not stay in place." She attempts to hold back her gasp, but I heard it and before she knows it my tongue is caressing hers. I take her glass from her, and gently lay her down and continue kissing her, I work my way down her neck and between the valley of her breasts. I take her breast in my hands playing with her nipple, I quickly have the other nipple in between my teeth making her whimper.

I work my hands down her and body and find her clit, "Fuck baby… you are wet."

"She uses her feet to push my bottoms down releasing my erect dick.

"Fuck me." If that's what she wants. I drive my dick into her, and she lets out a loud moan. With her nipple still in my mouth, I drive my dick in and out of her at a fast pace, her walls tighten around me, and I pull out much to her chagrin. I crawl up her body.

"Suck me." Without any hesitation she swallows my dick, I work my finger into her and run it over her g spot making it difficult for her to keep her concentration.

"Shit Christian… I'm cuming fuck…I'm cu…" After a beat, she continues to suck my dick till I explode down her throat.

"Mia says Kate and Elliot are going to come back engaged." God that girl is incredibly perceptive.

"She does?" I ask.

"And clearly so do you," she tells me.

"Why do you think that?" I try to make the question sound as innocent as possible.

"Really Christian, who do…" I pinch her clit before she finishes her sentence.

"Tonight is about you and me, no one else. I'm going to make love to you, then I'm going to fuck you long and hard, it's going to be a long weekend of me having my way with you." She moans clearly loving my plans for the weekend.

"Jesus Ana… fuck, fuck." I try hard not to cum too soon as she bounces and grinds on my dick. "That's it, baby…" I grip her hips and thrust hard into her.

"You feel… so… good, love your cock." Can't dispute that statement she's being sucking it for the last hour. I roll us around and ram hard making her cum. I sit on my haunches grab some lube working my thumb into her anus before putting a generous amount on my dick. I slowly work my dick into her and my god it takes everything not to cum right there and then.

"Jesus baby, your ass is glorious."

"Fuck me then."

JUNE 16TH 2006

"Go shorty it's your birthday, we gon' party like..."

"It's not my birthday yet," I say turning over to sleep.

"We are celebrating today," Ana says with authority.

"No, we are not; you are not aging me prematurely." Not that I give a fuck about that.

"We both know you don't give a fuck about that." She retorts.

"Ana," I call sitting up. "You don't like it when you are woken up early… so why are you waking me up after a couple of hours sleep."

"I didn't know you'd only being asleep for a couple of hours. Go back to bed, sorry Christian." She looks incredibly contrite I feel bad.

"It's okay, I will be up in a bit, is there chocolate cake?" She nods. "I love you, Ana," I shout after her. Her giggle is the last thing I hear before I fall back asleep.

I wake up feeling incredibly angry, I stumble to the bathroom and take a quick shower before heading downstairs. "Bro, what time do you call this?" Shit, it's almost dinner time.

"I'm exhausted."

"Christian you are working too hard." My mom says feeling my forehead. "I'm afraid you also have a bit of a temperature."

"I'm just a little tired mom, I will have something to eat and go back to bed," I say to placate her.

"Christian, you are up." She hugs me around the waist. "God you are hot."

"Why thank you, Miss Steele."

"Eww, not that kind of hot, temperature hot. She tells me with a screwed up face.

"I'm not that ugly," I say defensively.

"Bro I've been telling you for years, maybe you'll finally listen to an unbiased opinion," Elliot adds.

"Yeah, that copper hair and gray eyes… really bad combination." Mia adds.

"You lot really know how to boost a man's ego," I say laughing. "Okay, where is my chocolate cake."

"Food first, dessert later." My dad says walking in.

"I thought a dog will be a welcome addition to this family," Mia says, and all I think is how happy I am Ray is here.

"Mia a dog is hard work, you have to walk it every morning before school and in the evening after school, there is the grooming aspect and cleaning up after it. If you are up for that then no problem but know it will cut into your social life significantly." She sits there looking wide-eyed at Ray.

"Walking…" The disdain in her voice at the idea of walking has Elliot choking on his drink as he tries not to laugh. My parent's shoulders are shaking, and I do my best not to look at Ana or else we will both be on the floor.

Like I said happy to have Ray here because I would just have opened my mouth and said no and found myself in an argument, my parents would have found themselves emotionally backed into a corner. Ray seems to have some sort of superpower when it comes to Mia.

I'm not the picky type when it comes to food, but the smell of the food is making me nauseous. I did my best to ignore the feeling and took a bite of my lamb, which was a bad idea because no sooner had I swallowed when I feel it working its way back up. I knew I wasn't going to make it to the bathroom, but I wasn't about to hurl my stomach contents on the dining room table either. I hightail it to the back door and projectile vomit all over the deck.

"Christian." My mom's worried voice is the last thing I hear before my world goes black.

My mouth feels dry and tastes horrible, and then I remember why. I try to get up, but my body is having none of it. I feel a cold compress on my forehead, and I sigh with relief. "Here, take a little water." I take a small sip of water through a straw, it helps my dry mouth. "Thanks, mom."

"You've got a fever."

"I don't do or get sick." What a childish response.

"It appears you do." Is her retort.

"Where is Ana?"

"She's gone to the pharmacy with Elliot to get some Tylenol; it will help reduce your fever." I shiver slightly, and mom moves the covers further up my body.

I startle awake and find myself in my bedroom, I vaguely remember being helped up the stairs. I take an inventory, my body is not as stiff, I don't feel as cold, and my forehead feels warmer, and it doesn't hurt as much either. "You are awake," Ana says smiling brightly. "How do you feel?"

"I feel good, a lot better."

"Two days of sleep will do that to you." Did she say two days? "By the way Happy Birthday."

"Two days." She nods.

"Are you up for some food?"

"God yes, I'm starving."

"I'll bring you some soup; if you can keep that down, I'll get you something more."

"Have you seen my phone?" She ignores me.

"Soup?" She asks.

"Yeah sure." I answer looking around for my phone.

"Where is my phone?" I shout after her, which was a bad idea my throat still feels a little raw.

"Hey mom, have you seen my phone?"

"Yes, it's in your dad's safe." Why.

"Well… can I have it back?"

"Yes, tomorrow morning." She stands to leave.

"Mom I need my phone."

"No you don't, what you need is to eat your food and go back to bed. I already called Roz she has things under control." I swallow my response as she glares at me daring me to respond. I finish my soup in no time and still famished.

"Want some more."

"Shit Ana, where did you come from?" She giggles and picks up the tray.

"Yes, thanks… any chance I can borrow your phone."

"Is GEH going to crumble if you don't call anyone today?" What do I say? "Can't you just rest today… so we can stop worrying about you, is it too much to ask." She leaves before I can respond. Way to go, Grey, god I feel selfish. I've been out for two days, of course they are worried… didn't even cross my mind.