AN: This is still Madison's friend. Today, 11/16/21, I was able to update 2 of her stories. But some people in the comments have not been very happy with the speed in which I am updating the stories. When I volunteered to update Madison's stories. I did it in good faith. Thinking that I would have all of her stories updated to completion by now. However I did not realize at the time that my personal life would completely implode. And that things would get so much worse. I promise you I am doing the very best I can. But after the negative comments on my update speed. I realize that my best is NOT good enough for some of you. So, I have a question for you. So, I am updating all of Madison stories again today. With this message. So that you Madison's readers may vote on how we proceed in the future.

My question is, do you want to continue with me updating the stories as I am able to? Or do you want me to send the stories back to Madison, for her to update at her convenience? I will wait 72 hours before I do anything. So, the most people have a chance to vote.

If you read Unwritten. I have not forgotten to update it. There's a problem with 1 of the chapters. I'm waiting on Madison to correct it at her convenience. It happens to be the next chapter in the story.

Chpt. 30 CPOV:

I lock the door and draw the curtain around the bed just in case someone managed to open the door they would not see Ana half naked. I turn the heat up in the room as the nurse recommended filling up the bowl with warm water. I place everything next to Ana's bed when I notice that her eyes are close and her face is flush. Her heart monitor is disconnected so I can't tell if her heart rate is increased or if something else is wrong.

"Ana? Are you okay?" I ask.

"Ana!" I say louder after she didn't respond.

"Oh…sorry" she blushes deeply.

"Are you okay? Do you not feel well?" I ask concerned.

"No…I'm fine…it wasn't that" she stutters.

"What was it?" I ask.

"I think I remembered something" she pauses. "You were taking my clothes off in a large bathroom, then we were in a shower…."

"We've taken several showers together" I admit.

"This one….we didn't do anything in there, you just held me" she says quietly.

"Oh, that was the night before Valentine's Day….well early then next morning technically" I recall. "You were spending the night at my place and had a nightmare. I suggested a shower to help you overcome the nightmare so you could sleep again. I undressed you and guided you in the shower intent on waiting for you but you asked me to join you."

"Oh" she whispers.

"I know it's a lot to take in right now, but I hope you can trust me. I won't hurt you" I promise.

"It's weird" she says after a few minutes. "While I don't remember you there is something about you that I find comforting. I do trust you…"

"You don't know how happy that makes me" I lean in and gently kiss her on the cheek causing her immediately to blush.

"Gail sent some of your body wash from my apartment so we don't have to use this hospital stuff" I say pouring some into the bin of water.

"I keep stuff at your apartment?" she asks.

"Yes, you actually have a closet full of clothes and toiletry items" I explain.

I begin removing the blankets from her leg and gently begin washing her. I hope that if we can continue she might not be as nervous as I wash her. Feeling her smooth skin and knowing that she has minimal clothing on under the blanket is nearly killing me; it is taking everything in me to not lay next to her and feel her body against mine. I know it will be awhile before we can have sex again, but right now I would love just to feel her against me or even to hold her.

"Do I stay over a lot?" she asks.

"A couple times a week; it really depends on our schedules" I explain as I gently move the washcloth up her leg to the apex of her sex causing her to blush deeply. "When you were on winter break from school you spent most nights you weren't working with me."

"I see" she says closing her eyes and breathing deeply.

"If you want to take a break let me know" I say as I move to washing her arm.

"No, it's okay" she sighs.

I can tell she is fighting an internal battle as I continue to wash her body; she knows eventually I will be washing her back and I'm sure she is uncomfortable with that thought. I gently unsnap the hospital gown at her shoulders and pull the gown down exposing her beautiful chest and perfectly flat stomach. I nearly groan at the beautiful sight and have to stop myself from rubbing my hands all over her. I glance up at Ana to find her eyes closed and her face a deep shade of red which makes me laugh to myself thinking of all the times I have seen her completely naked.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yes" she answers but doesn't open her eyes.

It's not very reassuring but I know I need to do this on her terms. I gently run the wash cloth across her neck, around her shoulders before moving to her chest. She gasps as my hand touches her breast ever so slightly moving her around so I can wash every part of her. I grimace as I see the bruises covering her ribs on the same side as her broken arm and broken leg. I can only infer from this that she landed on that side when she was hit by the car since the majority of the damage to her body is on that side.

"Hey…." Ana's voice pulls me from my thoughts.

"I'm sorry" I quickly apologize and as gently as possible move the washcloth across her bruises.

"It's okay….I think it looks worse than it feels" she says looking at her ribs.

"About that…"I pause. "How come you haven't asked for pain medicine? You have several broken bones, it has to hurt."

"It's not as bad as it looks" she admits. "Honestly, I think I just have a very high pain tolerance given everything…"

"If you feel uncomfortable, promise me you will ask for pain medicine" I beg. "The doctor has one prescribed that he says is the equivalent to three Advil so it won't make you feel groggy."

"Maybe later" she agrees.

I finish washing her stomach and wash her broken leg as best as I can, given the contraption her leg is in. Her leg is covered in bruises and scratches that lead up to her hip and I shudder to think about the new scars she will likely have from this incident. I vow to find the person who did this to her and make sure they pay either legally or otherwise.

"Ana?" I say as I put her arm in the front of her gown.

"I know" she takes a deep breath. "Can you help me sit up?"

"Of course" I immediately put the washcloth back in the bowl before deciding the best way to her move her.

I put my arm under her back and gently sit her up. She takes a sudden breath in as I'm sure sitting straight up is not very comfortable for her. I lean her forward, removing the back of her gown just as her breathing increases. I can tell this time the change in breathing is likely not related to physical discomfort and more from knowing that in this position I can see her entire back including the worst of her scars.

"Are you okay baby?" I whisper.

She nods her head yes but doesn't open her eyes. I quickly take the washcloth, running it over her back trying not to spend much in any given area. Her eyes remain closed but her breathing slows as I reattach a new gown and lay her back down. I leave her for a few moments to empty the bowl and put away the towels that we used, giving her a chance to collect herself as I'm sure this was an uncomfortable process. It's killing me that she doesn't remember all the progress we both have made being able to touch one another. I know I need to give her time but I felt my heart sinking when I touched her back and her breathing paused.

"Christian?" she calls as I'm finishing in the bathroom.

"Are you okay?" I rush back to her side.

"Yes…." She sighs. "I'm sorry….I wish I were more comfortable with you touching me."

"Ana, please don't apologize" I take her hand in mind, squeezing it gently. "I will be here as long as it takes…it's only been a day since you woke up, you will remember everything."

"What if I don't?" she sobs as tears fall down her face.

"Oh Ana" I sigh.

I pause for a moment not knowing the best way to comfort her right now. If this was my Ana from before the accident I would take her in my arms and hold her tightly. I quickly decide that I'm going to do exactly that…well not hold her tightly but at least try to physically comfort her. I gently climb into bed with her, laying on my side since there isn't much space and put my arm under her shoulders. I bring her as close to my chest as I can manage being careful not to jostle her leg too much in the process. She buries her face in my chest as her sobs become louder; I let her cry realizing all the emotions she must have kept bottled inside since she woke up yesterday. I kick myself thinking about how I've been focusing on how difficult this is and not paying enough attention to how all of this is affecting her.

After several minutes her sobbing slows down and her body stops shaking. I continue to hold her, no words are needed right now. I reach over and attach her monitor again to her fingers, realizing in the process that she has fallen asleep again. I reach over to the table next to the bed, grabbing my phone and send Kate a text message letting her know that Ana is sleeping and to not stop by until she hears from me. As much as I know Kate wants to see Ana right now I know Ana needs her sleep; her body needs the rest so she can recover. I hold her close to me and find myself struggling to stay awake as I've also been awake since Ana's nightmare early this morning. Eventually I give in to the exhaustion and close my eyes, quickly falling asleep holding Ana closely.

I have no idea how long we slept, but I woke to feeling Ana's fingers running up and down my chest every so lightly. I don't say anything or give any indication that I am awake, I take this as a positive sign that she is comfortable with me to be touching me freely.

"Christian?" she asks.

"Hmmmm?" I pretend to be just waking up.

"Thank you" she says putting her head against my chest again.

I hug her, desperately wanting to bring her closer to me but knowing that I can't with her injuries. What I wouldn't do to have her body next to me fully; but at this point I am grateful for even this contact. A few hours ago I thought it was going to be ages before she let me lay in a bed next to her. We still have awhile to go but at least we are moving in a positive direction.

"Grey" I say answering my phone.

"Mr. Grey, it's Sawyer" the voice says.

"Is there a problem?" I ask quickly.

"No….the nurse has been bugging me for the last couple of hours to come in to check on Ana…." He says.

"I will open the door in a moment" I end the call.

"Sounds like she won't be happy again" Ana giggles.

"She'll get over it. They interrupt too much anyway…I hate that they are in here every couple of hours" I say sitting up in bed.

Ana laughs as I pull back the curtain and unlock the door to her room. As Sawyer said, the nurse is standing almost immediately outside the door waiting for us. She huffs but doesn't say a word as she checks Ana's monitor and writes down a few notes on her chart before heading back to the door.

"Excuse me" I stop her.

"Yes?" she asks.

"We were waiting for the results of the x ray Ana had earlier this morning" I inform her.

"The doctor hasn't been down yet" she replies.

"Can you please page him and tell him that we would like to speak with him regarding the x ray results" I direct.

"I will try" she says leaving the room.

I return to Ana's side, texting Kate to let her know that she can stop by anytime this evening since Ana is now awake. Taylor informs me that dinner should be arriving shortly as prepared moments ago by Gail. True to his word Sawyer brings dinner into us a short time later explaining that Taylor was working on something at the moment but had this delivered to the hospital by another member of our team. Sawyer verified that this was someone on the approved visitors list and that they matched the picture Taylor previously provided so there were no concerns.

"Mr. Grey, Ms. Steele I understand you were requesting to discuss your x ray results" Dr. Smith says entering the room.

"Yes, have you had a chance to review the x rays taken this morning?" I ask.

"Yes, I have" Dr. Smith says. "Initially we were concerned that Ana's leg was broken in two different spots however now that the swelling has decreased significantly we only see one break. The second break we originally is now appearing as more of a hairline fracture. At this time we do not see the need for surgery so I am going to recommend her leg be put into a cast tomorrow. Ana, the cast could come to just below your knee which will give you some mobility in your leg. You will not be able to bare any weight for some time and since your arm is also in a cast crutches will not be an option. You will be restricted to a wheelchair at least until you have full use of your arm."

"Ok" Ana says holding back tears.

"Thank you doctor. Do you have a projected discharge date?" I ask.

"I need to consult with her neurologist but probably within the next two days if there are no further complications" he answers before leaving the room.

"Ana?" I ask.

"What am I going to do Christian? I can't be confined to a wheelchair!" she cries.

"It's okay…you just have to trust me Ana everything is going to be okay" I reassure her.

"How is it going to be okay? I can't work, I can't get back and forth to school unless I can maybe the buses are wheelchair accessible but even then how am I going to get around campus? If I can't work how am I going to have any money? I have the scholarship but still-" She sobs.

"Ana? Baby, you need to calm down. I will work everything out okay?" I pull her face up so she is looking at me. "You let me worry about everything."

"Okay" she says softly.

"Ana?" I ask after a moment.

"Hmmm?" she says.

"You remember the scholarship?" I ask surprised.

"Oh….I guess. I don't know how I know that I have it" she says confused.

"That's okay" I reassure her.

We finish our dinner making small chat throughout, but I can tell Ana is still worried about being confined to a wheelchair. I hope once Kate arrives she can lighten up her mood; I quickly send Kate a text letting her know what is going on and ask that she try to cheer Ana up when she gets here. I also send an email to the Dean at the university explaining the situation and requesting, well more insisting, that he arrange the remainder of the semester be completed via self-study for Ana since getting to and from campus every day is not safe for her right now.

Ana's POV:

I'm barely eating as the reality of what happened is truly sinking in. Not only have I lost most of my memory about the gorgeous man sitting next to me but now I hear that I am going to be confined to a wheelchair for at least several months. I can't expect Christian to put up with me restricted to a wheelchair when I can barely stand to have him touch me. Plus, if I can't work how am I going to pay what is likely going to be thousands of dollars in medical bills from this accident? My health insurance through the university barely covers anything and I'm sure the bills for this private room alone are going to cost more than my college education.

"Knock knock!" Kate exclaims bouncing into the room.

I quickly put on a brave face and smile as she sits down next to me. Luckily I at least recognize Kate even if I don't recall everything about our friendship over the last few years.

"How are you Ana?" Kate asks.

"Better" I answer. "How are you?"

"I'm going to leave you two ladies to catch up" Christian interrupts. "I have a few phone calls to make and some work to do. You both now how to reach me but I will be in waiting room just across the hall."

"We'll be fine" Kate says.

"Bye" I reply as he kisses me lightly on the cheek.

"You don't remember Christian at all huh?" Kate says as he leaves the room.

"Not really" I admit. "I've had a couple flashes here and there but nothing significant."

"I'm sure it will come back soon, you two have had so many memories together in the last few months" she gushes.

"Can I ask you something?" I say a few moments later.

"Of course," Kate answers quickly.

"Christian says he loves me…do I…did I…." I stutter.

"Yes, you loved him" she interrupts. "You were concerned initially that you were falling too fast for him but you both fell just as hard and just as fast for each other. You couldn't keep your hands off of each other; every time I saw you, you guys were either kissing or groping each other."

"Oh" I giggle blushing deeply.

"Seriously, I have never seen you as happy as you were whenever Christian was around, when he would text or call you or even when you just talked about him. Your entire face would light up; it was as if you had a new purpose in your life" she describes.

"He tells me you're dating his brother?" I ask.

"Yes, Elliot" she sighs. "We've been dating a little longer than you have been with Christian. We have double dates including once at their parent's home!"

"I've been to his parent's house?" I ask surprised that we are that serious.

"Yes, you've been there twice I believe. Once for Christmas dinner and then another time when I was there" she answers.

"Wow, I guess it is serious then" I say.

"Very…." She replies. "Give him a chance, even if you don't remember everything you have to see how much he loves you just by the way he looks at you."

"I do….I could tell that right away" I admit. "I feel safe with him, I trust him even if I don't remember all the reasons."

Kate and I chat for what feels like several hours and I can tell it's getting late as the sun sets just outside my window. Kate caught me up a lot on the last couple years including the many sleepovers we had at her apartment, the various crazes in the celebrity industry and most importantly my relationship with Christian. It meant a lot that she was able to confirm that I have just as strongly about Christian as he felt about me. I'm still struggling with the fact that I allowed him to touch my back on many different occasions, that he saw my scars and saw me completely naked often. I can't picture myself doing that now but I suppose it's because I haven't remembered everything yet. Kate promises to stop by tomorrow after her classes as she kisses me on the cheek goodbye. She must have texted Christian because as soon as she opens the door he is there to take her place next to my bed. I am thankful that I am not sitting in this hospital room alone as I think that would drive me crazy.

"How are you feeling?" Christian sits down next to me.

"Very tired" I yawn. "What time is it?"

"Quarter after eight" he checks the clock on his phone.

"It feels much later" I admit.

"Do you want to try to get some sleep?" he asks.

"I think so" I yawn again.

Christian turns off the lights, closes the doors and settles in the chair before starting up his computer explaining he has some work to finish before he calls it a night. I fall asleep rather quickly watching him work secretly thankful for the man I know so little about is giving up his days and nights to sit with me and try to help me remember him.