Christian POV:

I can't believe I'm about to do this...

It's been 2 days since I was trapped in that elevator and I haven't been able to get my mind off Ms. Steele. I have to see her again, I just needed an excuse.

Walking to the breakfast bar this morning I saw Gail rinsing out glasses and I got an idea.

Anastasia's thermos, obviously I would never return the one I used but I could replace it with a new one. That would give me a reason to go see her so I could deliver it in person.

Just one problem, I'm not really sure where to buy one, Starbucks perhaps but I want something special... not just a standard thermos with a company logo. Anastasia deserves more than that.

So I thought of whom the best person would be to ask a question regarding shopping and unfortunately it didn't take me long to reach a conclusion... I had to call my sister.

I can already feel a migraine coming just thinking about conversing with Mia.

I've never had a problem getting a woman out of my head before, hell one's never gotten in there in the first place. But Anastasia's not only in she's built herself a vacation home there. The only way forward I can see is to meet with her again and figure out what the hell it is about her that has me acting, as I'm sure Elena would be quick to call me, a fool.

**Brrrrrring Brrrrrring Brrrrrring**

"Oh my god, is my big brother actually calling me?"

I grind my teeth but try to keep my voice sounding pleasant and casual,

"Hi Mia, I have a favor to ask."

"What? Well this is a first BB, ask away."

"BB?" I ask.

"Big Brother." Mia explains as though it should have been obvious,

"You know you could avoid any confusion by just calling me Christian." I tell her pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Where's the fun in that?"

She must hear me sigh because she relents, "Ok fine, Christian, what can I do for you?"

Shit, what do I say... fuck I didn't think this through.

"Hello Christian?"

"Um, I was wondering if you knew where I might find a thermos."

"A thermos?" She asks utterly confused.

"For tea."

"For tea?" She says just repeating my words.

"Yes, um I borrowed one from someone and I want to replace it but it needs to be nice... um special."

"Special huh, so who is this someone? OMG Christian did you meet someone?" She asks excitedly.

"I... I don't know, it's different I'm not sure what I'm feeling but I need to see her again and I thought if I bought-"

She cuts me off, "Wait, wait, wait, HER?!"

Oh for crying out loud, "Yes, her, I know its been assumed I must be gay because I have never brought a woman around but I just like to keep my private life private."

"Bringing a girl around us isn't like announcing your relationship status via the Nooz we are apart of your private life brother, we're your family. I guess I understand not wanting to introduce a fling to Mom and Dad but you've never even talked about a someone before, not to me or Elliot anyway."

"Look, I'm not good at stuff like that... I get that you and Elliot wish you had a brother who texted you after every hook up, but thats not me."

"I think Elliot and I would just be happy to be told anything about your life or for you to ask about ours and not just over a family meal mom forced you to attend."

Shit, now I feel like an ass. I know my family deserves better but I just don't have access to whatever it is that allows a person to get close to others, even your own family.

"Look Mia, I know I am difficult and I don't express myself or really enjoy things outside of work... I'm fucked up but that doesn't mean that I don't... care about you and Elliot I... I just I don't-"

"Its okay, I get it." She interrupts telling me.

"You do?" I ask warily,

"Yeah, you never got over stuff that happened before mom and dad brought you home. I was lucky I was baby but you suffered trauma you were never able to truly leave behind. I know deep down you love us, I'm the reason you even started talking remember?"

"Of corse I remember," I flash back to holding newborn Mia for the first time.

"How about this, I'll go shopping and bring by some options and you can pick one... maybe if it goes well you might tell me something about her."

"That sounds... acceptable."

"Geez brother no need to get all mushy."

I roll my eyes at her, a horrible habit but I reason since she's not here to see it doesn't count.

Andrea POV:

You know when you think things couldn't possibly get any worse and then the universe sees to almost immediately prove you wrong?

I was in hospital, bones bandaged and cast, going out of my mind on too much daytime tv and pain meds. I was so thankful I had such an amazing family. My Dad has always been there for me, my Mom is practically my best friend we talk everyday and my sister would walk through fire for me.

I really shouldn't have used that against her. I sent her out into a brutal storm just to pick up some work for me to keep my mind focused on something other than my pain and boredom.

When she never came back that night I assumed she had just told me she'd bring work to humor me hoping I'd forget about it and go to sleep. God how I wish that had been the case.

No the universe apparently didn't think I had suffered enough after my car crash and saw to trap my sister over night in an elevator with my boss.

And my boss isn't just anyone its Christian Grey, the most intense serious person on earth and he had to spend hours in tight quarters with Ana. Don't get me wrong my sister is amazing, truly one of my favorite people but she tends to get anxious in enclosed spaces and when Ana is anxious she weirdly transforms into a some catty overly chatty high school girl.

For as long as I can remember my sister has always acted like she was 40 years old so its a very strange sight to see her regress to immediately and severely when she's nervous.

I kept looking at the phone, waiting for the call to let me know I was being let go.

Ana assured me Mr. Grey told her nothing that happened would affect me and my job but the little she did share with me was very cringey. Surely I at least had a loud shouty lecture to look forward to on never allowing someone he didn't pre approve up to the executive floor EVER AGAIN.

There was a knock on my door, and Dr. Grey popped her head in;

"Hello dear, my shift is ending I just wanted to check in before I went home." Grace Grey is such an amazing woman, she surpassed her pose and kindness only with intelligence, truly one of a kind.

"I'm alright." I told her but her stare told me she didn't believe me.

I wasn't sure what Dr. Grey knew and I wasn't about to say anything that might get me in more trouble with the boss.

"I know its difficult to be laid in bed for so long, was Anastasia able to bring you some work to occupy you?"

"Uhh yeah, yeah she was."

"Well there you go, I'm sure soon you'll be so busy you'll forget your even stuck here."

I smiled politely at her encouragement.

"Now, I'm off. Oh before I go you don't happen to know who my son is dating do you?"

I swear could feel my eyes bulging out of my head.

Grace laughed, "I'm going to guess that face means you were as in the dark as the rest of us. Mia just called apparently Christian asked for help in picking out a thermos for a woman he can't stop thinking about... not the most romantic of gifts but I can't say anything I'm not supposed to know Mia swore me to secrecy. She's so happy her brother trusted her to help with this I'm sure there won't be a travel mug left on the shelves in all of Seattle by the end of the day."

Suddenly I remember back to when Ana was here earlier... she was searching her bag for something before getting frustrated:

"Shoot, I forgot... I left my Thermos in the elevator the other night, not that I'd use it if I had it but I wanted to go down to the cafeteria and fill it up with hot water. Those little paper coffee cups are way too small." She complained slamming down a tea bag she had pulled from the bottom of her purse.

"I guess I'll just have to buy another one, you want anything while I'm out?"

No... No that's not possible... is it? Could Ana be the woman Grace was talking about?

Damn you universe.