Ch 39

Ana came awake slowly. She kept her eyes closed and tried to listen to what the voices were saying. She recognized Ray's voice, he seemed annoyed. After a minute, she realized the other voice was Sawyer. So Sawyer was still here. He must be protecting her as that was his job. Christian was a fanatic for protection. Then her thoughts stumbled. How did she know about Sawyers job? More importantly, who the hell was Christian? Just thinking his name was upsetting. She had no image to go with the name but she knew he was important to her. She said the name to herself again, silently and suddenly tears were falling down her cheeks. The tears caught Sawyers attention, who immediately alerted Ray.

Ray turned and picked up her hand, calling her gently. Reluctantly, she opened her eyes and the tears kept falling. She tried to get control but she couldn't. All she could think of was she needed Christian, but at the same time just thinking his name filled her with dread. She wanted to ask Ray about Christian, but she was afraid. Ray said she had isolated herself for several months. He didn't explain why. The next thing she knew a doctor was ordering Xanax IV and the room slowly slipped away.

The next time Ana awoke, it was evening. She looked around her room and to her delight she saw her roommate Kate. A cry of joy sprang from her lips and Kate came running over, sobbing with relief the whole way.

"Ana, oh, Ana, you scared us all so much!" She cried. Ana felt a bit clearer but her throat was still dry and she was very horse. Ray came over and said he was going to the cafeteria but Ana insisted he go home and get some rest. She was fine and not going anywhere and now she had Kate. Ray was reluctant to leave but so happy she knew Kate that he finally gave in. Maybe something in their girl talk would spark a memory.

After much crying and much giggling, Kate and Ana finally got down to talking. A dinner tray had arrived with chicken broth, jello and tea. Ana wasn't very hungry but decided to at least enjoy the tea. Sawyer came over and gallantly changed out the Liptons tea bag for a Twinings. Ana smiled and said "Tell your boss you deserve a raise."

"Tell him yourself next time you see him."

Ana's smile faded. The fear was back. She shrunk in the bed, her breathing became rapid and shallow.

"Ana?" Kate asked, "You're not afraid of Mr Moneybags, are you?"

"I don't know, Kate. Who is Mr Moneybags?" She asked, struggling to stay calm.

"Oh, please, Ana, don't tell me you've forgotten my nickname for your mogul. It's what I sometimes call Christian, honey. "

At the sound of Christian's name, the room faded away and she saw Taylor, two men holding him up, looking bruised and beaten. Two shots rang out and she saw the blood suddenly shoot out of his shoulder gushing everywhere. She screamed and screamed again and then everything went black.

The next time Ans awoke, it was the middle of the night. Three fifteen in the morning if the round black and white clock on the wall was to be believed. She looked around the room and saw Sawyer sitting up in a chair reading. Almost is if he could feel her look at him , he glanced over to her, surprised to see her awake.

He smiled gently, "Do you need something Ana?"

She shook her head no.

"How about a cup of tea?" Sawyer asked. She shook her head no again. Then she motioned for him to come closer.

"Luke," she whispered in a faltering voice, "Luke, I need Jason."

Luke made a point of looking at the clock and then back to her. She started to cry again, big wet tears and sobbed, "I need him, Luke. I need him right now."

"Yes, M'am." Luke replied and pulled out his phone.

Ana laid in bed as memories of that night overwhelmed her. The worst, well, at least as bad as seeing Taylor get shot, was the sound of high heels and seeing Elena walk in on his arm. She could remember everything now and she felt completely broken. She had given him her heart. She had waited for him. She never gave up but he did. He went back to the evil bitch from hell and it wasn't enough for him to just drop her, he wanted revenge too. Sadistic bastard. She wondered if he had planned on watching Elena school her. He may have changed his mind in the end but Ana knew that originally, watching Elena beat her ass was something the dom in him looked forward to. She buried her face in her pillow and sobbed uncontrollably.

That's how Taylor found her when he walked in. He felt Grey stiffen beside him and heard the muttered oath. Taylor turned to Grey and said "Easy, okay? We broke her and we'll fix her but we need to move slow."

Grey nodded. It was all he could do. The sight of her crying so hard because of his actions hurt more than he could ever imagine. She never did anything but love him, but because he was such a twisted bastard, he couldn't accept it. No one could really love him. Not even Ana. How would he explain what was simply unexplainable. He quickly exited while Taylor talked to her. Outside the door, the security on duty asked it he needed anything. Grey tried to answers, but to his horror, he couldn't. His speech was no gone. He had no words.