DISCLAIMER: Fifty shades of Grey or its' characters do NOT belong to me. I own the plot and more than a few characters though. I would like to remind you that this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or places is accidental.

Thanks so much to my awesome Beta, Ninkita

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*Information:*

Ana and her friends = 24 years old

Christian = 28 years old

Mia = 22 years old

Elliot = 30 years old

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***I NEVER WENT CAMPING OR HIKING. I'VE NO REAL LIFE EXPERIENCE IN THESE THINGS. I'm just making things up.

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Chapter -6:

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Saturday morning, Christian and Elliot gathered at the Grey mansion, waiting for their father. Bothe brothers had dressed in jeans, t-shirt, heavy jacket, hiking boots and cap. Carrick came out wearing something similar and burst into laughter. "How did we end up dressed alike?" he inquired jokingly.

"At least the colors are different," Christian stated with a smirk. Snickering, Elliot took Carrick's bag and started getting it inside the car's truck.

"You guys will be gone for how long again?" Grace asked worriedly for the millionth time.

"Mom, we'll be gone only for two days and one night. We'll be back by Sunday evening." Elliot stated, giving their mom an affectionate smile, "Right, Christian?" he nudged his brother.

Christian nodded in agreement. "Don't worry, mom. We'll be fine. We have our phones and portable chargers with us," he assured.

With a smug smile on his face, Carrick approached his wife. Taking her face in his hands, he whispered something in her ear. The brothers didn't hear a word, but the way their mother was blushed, they were sure they didn't want to know.

"I see their PPDA didn't change since I moved out," Elliot muttered. Christian had been the first to move out their parent's house after his fight with Carrick. Elliot had moved out only a few years ago.

"What's 'PPDA'?" Christian gave his brother a confused look.

"Public Pornographic Displays of Affection," Elliot clarified with a smirk causing Christian to snicker. "I mean I'm happy they still love each other, but I don't think I'll ever be comfortable seeing them romancing in front of me," he added. After a few more whispered sentences and few more kisses, Carrick joined the boys. They got in the car, waved at Grace, and drove off.

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Carrick and his boys chatted about their work till they turned onto the Cedar Falls road. "We're only taking our bags. We should leave the tent in the car," Christian suggested.

"Good idea. Rattle Snake ridge trail isn't THAT big. We'll be back in3-4 hours… 5 hours if we want to horse around in the lake a little," Elliot said with a goofy grin.

Carrick grinned and nodded. "5 hours it is then. It's not often we get to have fun at our stressed out jobs," Christian sighed and shrugged in agreement.

Parking their car at the parking lot, the boys got out and gathered their bags. After making sure that the car was locked securely, they started hiking. Large mossy boulders and tall evergreen trees lined the way. All three of them had content smiles on their faces as they hiked their way to the elevation. Elliot stopped a few times and insisted on taking selfies and pictures so that they could remember this trip. Smiling, Christian and Carrick both gave into him.

It was one of those rare sunny days in Seattle. So the ground was not wet and slippery. It made their hike go faster. Reaching the ledge top, the boys sighed in contentment. The boys asked some of the other hikers to take their pictures as they goofed around a bit.

On their way down from the ledge, they stopped at the water fall to take some more pictures. Elliot was trying to take picture of the water fall when Christian pushed him from behind, causing him to almost fall face first. Carrick burst into laughter at Elliot's shocked face.

"YOU ASSHOLE!" he exclaimed after a minute. Christian was breathless from laughing too much.

After spending some time by the lake, they returned to the parking lot. They loaded their bags back inside their car, used the washrooms, and headed off towards Middle fork campground. They bought more water bottles before reaching the Mt. Baker-Snoqualmie national forest which was located about an hour east of Seattle. They reached Middle fork campground in no time. Pulling out their tent and other necessary items from the car, they started setting up the tent. Carrick pilled dry logs on the primitive fire pit and covered it with tarp. One cannot trust weather of Seattle. It could start raining at the drop of hat here. The boys sat by their tent and ate the sandwiches and hot dogs Grace had packed for them. After that they spent next hours hiking up to the Otter falls and part of the Pratt river trail. It was close to twilight when they returned to their camp ground. Christian and Carrick built the fire at the fire pit as Elliot started pulling out food items from their bags.

"Do we have to eat these things?" Elliot grumbled.

"We could always order pizza," Christian suggested.

"Not if you want real camping feel," Carrick protested. Seeing both of his sons staring at him with amused looks on their faces. "Okay, fine. But how will you get someone to deliver here?" Carrick asked.

Christian gave his father a smug look before calling Taylor. "Food will be here in an hour and half. I also told him to get us some beers," he informed after hanging up.

"Great! I brought my guitar," Elliot announced excitedly. The father-son group spent the time singing songs and strumming on the guitar until Taylor arrived with the food.

The next morning, they hiked up the Snoqualmie lake trail. They took some more pictures as they goofed around. All three of them were much more relaxed than before. They were lucky to have two sunny days back to back. Around 3 pm, they returned to their camp site. It took them close to an hour to dissemble their tent and gather their other stuff in the car. The stopped at the restaurant for lunch before heading home.

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Grey publications decided to expend to e-books. Since Steele House already had their own website for e-books, Christian thought it would be perfect to release these books in that website. Ever since Christian and Ana stopped fighting publically, Carla said it would be okay if Ana got involved in this deal again. So, instead of sending Caleb or Liam, Ana came for the meeting. Andrea informed Christian when Ana arrived. Deciding to be polite, Christian opened his office door for Ana. Ana was leaning again Andrea's desk chatting with her. She was wearing a see-through white blouse with white camisole underneath, red short ruffle skirt, and a pair of taupe ankle boots. She had on light brown smokey eye makeup with winged eyeliner, bright red lipstick, and a pair of dream catcher earrings with teal stones. Her hair was pulled back by a thick fluffy braid as headband.

"Ms. Steele," Christian called.

Waving at Andrea, Ana approached him. Christian moved back a little and did a come through motion with his hand. He didn't understand why Ana looked at him as if he had sprouted feathers, before frowning a little in confusion. He got the impression that she was questioning his sanity. A moment later, Ana shrugged and did something that shocked Christian… She hugged him.

Clearing his throat uncomfortably, Christian asked, "What… what are you doing?"

"You wanted a hug," Ana replied before pulling away from him and heading inside.

"Why would I want you to hug me?" he asked in disbelieve after closing the door behind him.

"Who knows how that crazy brain of yours works," Ana said taking a seat.

Rolling his eyes, Christian went back to his seat. "I didn't want you to hug me," he grunted. "Anyways… so I was thinking….."

Soon both of them lost themselves at work. They were so excited to start this new section that they didn't notice when the sun set. To work easily, they had taken their laptops to the small table by the wall to ceiling window. Hours of seating there had caused Ana to moan in back pain. "Ugh! My back's hurting… and so is my head. I need to lie down for a minute and coffee," she said stretching her muscles.

"Coffee is a good idea. I'll ask Andrea to get us some," Christian said getting up from the hair. He also had to stretch his back muscles. Glancing at the clock he realized that they had been sitting at the same place for last 4 hours now. Christian felt like an idiot when he found Andrea's desk empty. "Of course it's empty. It's 8 pm now. Andrea should be gone for an hour already," he muttered shaking his head. He went back to his office and was startled to find Ana lying on the couch of his office. Sighing at her behavior, he asked, "How do you like your coffee?"

Ana opened her eyes and peeked at him. "With extra milk and extra sugar," she replied. "Why are you getting us coffee yourself?" she asked curiously.

"Because we worked through office hours," Christian replied gesturing towards the wall clock.

"Oh wow! I didn't even realize the time," Ana chuckled.

Rolling his eyes, Christian went back to the break room to make coffee for them. He stood in from of the counter with his hands on his hip. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't figure out the professional coffee machine. He Googled the machine, watched YouTube tutorials, but nothing helped. He didn't know how long he stood there. Ana voice startled him.

"What have you been doing for last half an hour? Were you hoping that the machine would make coffee by itself?" Ana asked, amuse. "You know that won't happen, right?" she asked as he stepped up to him.

"I know that, okay? I was trying to figure this machine out," Christian informed, frustrated.

"Why did you buy this complicated monstrosity if you didn't know how to use it?" Ana asked confused.

"I just ordered the thing. I never used this. Usually Andrea, my PA, brings me my coffee,"

"So… to follow your order, your poor assistant had to learn to use this monstrosity? What an asshole you are!"

"I worked REALLY hard for all of these. So if I want a good cup of coffee, then there nothing wrong with it," Christian growled at Ana grabbing her shoulders roughly.

"Just because you worked hard, doesn't mean you have to bully your workers," Ana replied insolently.

"I don't bully anyone. I want the best for myself. What do you know about hard work anyway?" he said arrogantly.

"Oh really?! I worked three jobs at once for 6 years straight to get enough startup money to start my business. All you have to do was get access to your trust fund," Ana taunted with a sneer on her face.

"That's it!" Christian muttered angrily before grabbing her face and smashing his lips against hers.

He just wanted to shut her up, but when Ana held onto his hair and returned the kiss, Christian lost it. He pushed his body against hers until they were leaning against the nearest wall. He wrapped one of his arms around her waist tightly, while his other hand was in her hair. Hungrily, Christian continued to devour her lips. Ana moaned against his lips as she started rubbing her swollen breast against his hard chest. Every cell of her body was set on fire with desire. Hands were everywhere; lips roaming freely, the taste of him was all she wanted in her mouth forever. When oxygen became necessary, they pulled apart. Leaning his forehead against hers, Christian started to pant as he stared at her swollen red lips.

After catching her breath, Ana unwrapped her arms from Christian's body. Slowly, she placed her hands on his chest and pushed a little. Clearing her throat, she reminded, "Coffee,"

"Right," Christian muttered, clearing his throat as well. He pulled away from her, looking anywhere but at her. After shuffling on his feet for a few seconds, he went back to the coffee machine and started pressing random buttons. He didn't know what made him kiss her like that. He had practically assaulted the poor girl. He was lost in thought with guilt when he felt him being jerked away from the counter.

Ana was still panting as she stared at Christian's back. She understood that he hadn't meant to kiss her. She didn't either. Why had she responded so passionately to the kiss, she didn't know. Her eyes moved away from his form and to the coffee machine and that's when she noticed the spark. Urgently, she glanced at Christian to see if he noticed it or not, but he seemed lost in thought. When the spark turned into fire, Ana knew it was serious and she had no time to warn Christian. She grabbed the back Christian's suit jacket and gave it a sharp tug. It caused him to stumble. She used that momentum and jumped on him. As soon as they fell on the floor, the coffee machine blasted. In a matter of minute, the small galley kitchen was caught on fire.

"FUCK!" Christian gasped out as he stared at the fire in horror. "Are you okay?" he inquired.

"Don't worry about it. Call 911 first," Ana ordered.

Both of them had left their phones in Christian's office. "Let's get out here first. We'll get to my office, call 911 as we get out of here," Christian suggested.

"Are you out of your mind? We need to contain the fire or else this whole building would be on fire. Go and call 911 while I try to stop the fire," Ana said urgently.

With great reluctance, Christian rushed out of the break room and ran to his office. Grabbing his cell phone, he called 911. Giving them all the necessary information, he ran back to the break room. He found Ana in the hallway outside of the break room, coughing. "Are you okay?" he asked holding onto her shoulders after giving her phone back. He had managed to grab it on his way out of his office.

"I tried my best, but the fire spread rather fast. It's like someone had rubbed something flammable on the walls of that room," Ana said between coughs.

Christian frowned at that. 'Is it possible? Holy fuck!' He thought in shock. 'It is possible.' He had made quite a few enemies since he started his business. Shaking his head, he informed, "I called 911. We should get out of here. Come on!" he took Ana's hand and headed towards the elevator.

"Christian, we should take important files and stuff with us," Ana suggested.

"The fire is spreading faster than I like. We should get out or we'll get stuck here," Christian grimaced.

"Okay, but we should take the stairs," Ana said swallowing hard. She could feel her throat swelling from smoke inhalation.

Nodding in agreement, Christian led her towards the fire exit. They were almost two floors down, when they heard the sirens on firefighters. "Thank god!" Christian said with a sigh relief.

The next hour was busy. The firefighters had managed to douse the fire and control it from spreading. Ana was sitting at the back of the ambulance of the paramedic. Christian was talking to the police officers. The firefighters had given him the same theory that Ana had given him. Someone had rubbed something flammable on the walls of break room and messed with the coffee machine to start the fire. Christian was pissed as hell, but relieved that it didn't happen when there were more people inside the building.

Christian turned to return to Ana when he saw a one of the firefighters rushing towards her. Frowning, Christian stepped closer to hear them better. The man's back was turned towards Christian, so he couldn't see that man's face. That man's voice sounded familiar as he asked, "Ana banana, what were you doing here?"

"I had a meeting with the owner, Mr. Grey," Christian heard Ana replied with a shrug.

Christian could resist from interfering. He asked nonchalantly, "How are you doing now?" Turning to look at the man, Christian realized it was Caleb, Ana's business partner, but why he was wearing firefighter uniform, Christian couldn't understand. He asked, "Mr. Jacobson? I didn't know you were a firefighter,"

"Um… have we met before?' the man asked a little confused.

"What are you talking about? Didn't we have a meeting a few weeks ago?" Christian was puzzled by the man's reaction.

"Mr. Grey? Christian!" Ana called from beside him, "Let me introduce," she said, "This is Kellan Jacobson, Caleb's older twin,"

"Oh! Holy hell! You two look exactly alike," Christian exclaimed with a surprised smile.

"Other than the color of our eyes, everything is identical," Kellan said with a bashful smile, "So, we decided to change our hairstyles so that people can recognize us more easily," he added pointing at his short hair.

Christian finally realized that he didn't noticed Kellan's hairstyle till then. Caleb had shoulder length long blonde hair with blue eyes; Kellan, on the other hand, had short blonde hair with green eyes. "Wow. Nice to meet you," Christian offered his hand with a smile.

"You too, Mr. Grey. I just wish it was under better circumstance," Kellan gave an understanding smile.

"Me too, Mr. Jacobson," Christian sighed.

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It took a few days for the firefighters to declare the building safe to resume work again. So, a whole week after the fire, GEH was back in action. Christian was stress over the fact that someone had tried to burn his company down. He had increased the security of GEH and Escala as well as his siblings and parents.

Christian was searching the file of his latest deal. Not finding the file, he called Andrea on the intercom. "Andrea, where is the file of the Tetramine deal?" he asked.

"I had left it on your desk last week in a USB drive, Mr. Grey," Andrea informed.

"Last week? With the fire and time off, I wonder where it could be?" Christian muttered to himself with a frown on his face as he started looking through his drawers. "Andrea, it's not anywhere on this desk," he said.

"I'll look in my desk, sir," Andrea said before hanging up.

That whole day members of the executive floor were in panic mode. That USB drive was nowhere to be found. Christian was roaring with rage. He had already fired two people. Taylor and Andrea shared worried glances as Ros tried to pacify Christian before giving him more bad news.

"What aren't you telling me, Ros?" Christian asked, "Usually you would be as pissed as me," he added suspiciously.

"Christian," Ros hesitated, "another company placed a bet on that deal and won. The bet was same as ours. It seems someone stole our plans," she said.

Christian stared at his CFO in disbelieve. "That USB drive!" the light bulb in his head lit up. "All our information were in that USB drive and that thing had been missing since… the fire,"

"What are you thinking, Christian?" Ros asked with a frown.

"That night… other than Ms. Steele and I, there was no one else in this floor. Then the fire started. She could be the only one," He said with an angry sneer.

"Christian, are you sure? I mean, why would she need to steal information of a deal that has nothing to do with her business?" Ros asked.

"Maybe she needed money. It doesn't matter, if she's the one who stole from me, I'll ruin everything for her," Christian growled.

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That day library had been closed earlier that usual. Ana had found a new interior designer for the reading area of the library. She had wanted to upgrade that area for a while now. Caleb, Liam, and Ana were sitting a few feet away from the interior designer who was measuring the area. "Once this area gets upgraded, we can put a pause on any further upgrading for a while," Ana said with a content sigh.

"Well said, my friend," Liam said taking a sip from his cola can.

"This is the only area left after all. It won't need any upgrade for another at least four to five years… unless of course we have some emergency situation like GEH. That reminds me. Kellan wanted me to tell you that he would like it if we did some fire drills in this building," Caleb said sipping his coffee.

"That's a good idea. Last time was when we first opened this building to business," Ana said nodding.

"THERE YOU ARE!" a familiar voice greeted them excitedly.

"Great! Now you're going to live another 100 more years," Caleb grumbled.

Kellan snickered at Caleb's comment, "You still believe that if you're talking about someone and they appeared, then they would live additional 100 years? Seriously?! You're so superstitious, little brother," Kellan shook his head as he took a seat beside his younger twin.

"You're only 2 minutes older than me, your royal pain-in-the-assness," Caleb replied snarkily, raising his eyebrow. "And it's not like you're any better than me. You believe that if you step on someone's footsteps, then you get a similar destiny as them," he added with a smirk.

"It could be possible, you know," Kellan shrugged unapologetically.

"Same thing," Caleb said bumping his shoulder with his brother.

"So, what were you guys talking about?" Kellan inquired.

"Fire drills," Ana said with a smile.

"Good. When I didn't hear from you, I thought Cally didn't tell you," Kellan said talking a sip from Caleb's coffee.

"I was busy all day," Caleb protested, "and stop drinking my coffee," he whined. Caleb was usually really mature and the voice of reason amongst their friends, but as soon as his twin comes close, he would start acting like a brat.

"Mom called. She wants us to visit them," Kellan informed.

"Where are they now?" Ana asked.

"Somewhere in Paris. They are taking their time touring the world," Caleb answered with a chuckle.

"Maybe we can spend our Christmas with them?" Kellan suggested.

"Do you have this Christmas off?" Liam asked.

"Yeah since I was on duty last year," Kellan replied with a pleased smile.

"At least, your weirdness doesn't stop you from celebrating Christmas," Caleb teased, "You know, when we were in high school, Kellan declared over dinner that he wanted to be a priest. Our mom was freaking out and our dad thought his oldest had gone crazy. This continued throughout our junior year," he said snickering.

"So, how did you end up as a firefighter?" Liam asked, curiously.

"I knew I wanted to be a priest but I couldn't figure out of which religion. Becoming a firefighter was my plan B," Kellan said with a shrug.

Ana and Liam started snickering as Caleb rolled his eyes. From the corner of her eyes, Ana noticed one of the library employees heading towards her urgently. "Ana, police is here," the employee said reaching their table.

"Police?! Did they tell you why?" Ana asked as all four of them stood up from their seats.

"No, but they are asking for you,"

"Okay. Thanks," Ana gave her friends a confused look before heading towards the front of the library where two police officers were waiting. "Good evening, officer. My employee said you were looking for me?" she said.

"Ms. Steele, you're under arrest for stealing company secrets from GEH," one of the officers said.

"We also have a search warrant to search your apartment for the stolen property,"

"What in the hell are you talking about?" Ana asked in disbelieve.

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A/N: Hmm… do you think Ana stole that USB drive? What do you think Ana will do now? Leave me a review.