We're all sitting around In the music bar my dad had found. It was an old classic upper-class bar. The stage was covered in different instruments and they seemed to have an endless supply of musicians in the back to keep mixing the music up. I gaze around the table looking at my three friends and father. I feel my father is being a little hostile towards Jose, which means Kate had told dad what happened at the hotel. Jose can feel it as well as he keeps his small talk to a minimum.

"It's so nice to be out just us, and your father, of course," James says to me. I think he may have missed me more than he wants to let on.

"Thanks, James. It feels good to escape the apartment." I can see that Kate is keeping a watchful eye on how much Jose is having to drink. I really don't think she needs to worry as he hasn't barely touched his beer. Maybe he feels guilty still.

"Well, it's good to have you back. Ana." Jose says and I merely nod in his direction. I know it's going to take some time to get over it, "I didn't like you dating the creep anyway." He adds in.

"Shut it, Jose. Christian is not a creep, he's a great magician. So Ana, have you found out anything more about your missing memories?" James asks me.

"No, not really," I reply. Kate just puts her glass down.

"You know the strange thing is all your missing memories seem connected to Christian. Like he wiped your mind or something." Kate says talking crazy.

"You know he can do that. His second DVD he gets five people up on stage and completely wipes their minds. One acts like a chicken the whole night, another forgets he has a wife..." I don't hear the rest of what James is saying as the puzzle pieces fit into place. My missing memories are all of Christian and he can wipe minds. What would make him wipe my mind?

It's at that moment I hear the piano begin. The music is soft and gentle as the notes ring deep inside of me. I turn around to see a gray-haired man in a brown suit seated at the piano. His fingers moving over the keys as the music pours into my ears. My mind flashes a man in silhouette seated at a piano playing the same tune. My mouth mutters the words.

"Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata." Another flash shows me straddling the silhouette man naked as I can feel him inside of me. My hips are rocking as I see his face in the moonlight. It's Christian. The flash ends and I'm sitting there breathless as Kate looks over at me questioningly.

"I have to go." I jump up and begin heading for the door. Kate chases after me catching my arm turning me to face her.

"Ana, what's going on?" She looks worried and nervous.

"I think I have a way to get my memories back," I say.

"Great I'll come with you." Kate beams.

"No, I need you to stay here and make sure my dad doesn't kill Jose." I tease.

"Oh sure you get the easy job." She says laughing.

"Thanks, cover for me," I say and before she can reply I race out the bar door and into the street.

I'm seated behind the wheel of my Buick driving to his penthouse. Bless the Internet, I found his address in record time thanks to my phone. This has to stop, I don't know why but as I drive I am certain he has wiped my memory of him somehow. It's not fair and he has no right to do that. It's not easy driving in the heels I'm wearing, but they go well with the new dress I bought while out with Mia. It's a cream coloured dress that hangs on my shoulders and stops at my thigh. My inner angel decides to ask me what my plan is? I have no idea. I'm racing over to confront Christian about what he has done to me and I don't even know if I will be able to get in the front door.

Turning the corner I see the building that has his penthouse apartment in, Harbor Drive. My eyes catch movement on the street, the shutter to what looks like an underground garage just fully opened. I speed up not wanting to miss my chance to at least make it inside of the building. I turn the Buick and quickly go down the ramp. As the Buick makes it to the bottom I see a motorcycle racing towards me. The guy isn't wearing a helmet, It's Christian!

The breaks on the bike lock on fast as the bike comes to a skidding stop less than a foot from my car. Christian jumps off the bike stepping towards the car. I'm out of the car in seconds and stand up looking at him.

He freezes in place when he sees me. Like he has seen a ghost.

"What have you done to me?" I yell as my mind unleashes its rage on him. He looks at me in shock. As I walk right over towards him. "You have taken my memories, why? How? Who even does that?" The moment I get close to him I stop. He looks like he is ready to break down. The anger in my voice disappears.

"Please come with me." He doesn't wait for my reply and starts heading towards the elevator.

I follow him seemingly numb. The doors open the moment we are close and we step in. He is looking down at the floor and can't even look over at me as I admire his face. His hair looks messy and he has a small amount of stubble on his chin and jaw. He has black marks under his eyes from lack of sleep. His shoulders seem hunched up and tense. I don't even hear the ping as the elevator doors open. I follow him out into a massive grand apartment. As my gaze takes in the room I see the piano from my mind sitting there.

"We had sex on that piano," I mutter and he turns taking in my gaze.

"How much do you remember?" He asks looking over at me.

"It comes in flashes. Why did you do it?" This time I ask my voice is calm.

"Ana, I didn't want you in pain." His voice slips out softly.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"It's better for you this way." He pleads.

"Christian, it's not fair. I want my memories of us back. These last few days have been torture. All I want to do is remember. Please?" I step closer to him pleading, as I look into his eyes.

"Are you sure?" He says defeated.

"More than ever," I say.

I watch as his hand moves up to stroke my hair. His touch feels nice, gentle and caring. As his fingers touch my skin I feel it. All of my memories are unlocked in one go like they have been locked behind a set of doors he has just opened, I see everything. Meeting him for the first time, the motorcycle ride, him saving me from the explosion and Jose, Our first night together, everything, even the time on the piano.

I look up into his face as I see and understand now what has happened. It all makes sense meeting Mia, how she told me about her brother playing the piano all the time. I take his head into my hands staring into his deep grey eyes.

"You can't wipe your own mind can you?" I ask certain. He shakes his head. I can feel myself ready to cry, he has had to deal with the pain without anything to help. So he locked himself in his tower and played through his pain on the piano. I want to take that pain away. I have to take it away from him. I need him more than ever.

"I need you." I breathe and without another word I lean in and kiss his lips.

(Well ladies and gentlemen I give you my Christmas present. Ana and Christian back together just in time for Christmas. After all that she found her way back to him. I'm trying to decide when to give you the next chapter chrismas eve or Boxing day?

I do so hope you are have a wonderful Christmas and enjoy spending it with your families. Don't worry there will be plenty more story the moment Christmas day is over.

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