Thank you for all your reviews. I love them. I'm sorry I can't reply to those guests that have left reviews but thank you very much for leaving me your comments. This is somewhat of a filler chapter but it does set it up for things down the road. There are mixed up words but you'll get why when you read it. I hope you enjoy. I have a crap load of school work this week so I'll try really hard to get another update out before the weekend so I don't make you wait too long.
Chapter 10
"Ana Steele," I hear my name. Yippee. Let's get this show on the road people. Sawyer pushes me toward the nurse and says he'll wait here for me. As I'm being wheeled down the corridor, I hear him answer his phone.
"Mr. Grey, Sir."
Sawyer is going to tell my what the fuck he was doing standing outside my office today. Couldn't possibly be just a coincidence, right?
The nurse wheels me into an exam room and helps me up onto the bed. She gives me a gown to change into. Oh, fuck not the gown. Why the fuck do I need to put one of these on…it's my foot. Seriously, check the god damn chart. Whoever invented hospital gowns has apparently never tried to put one on. I had to go to the gyno when I was 16 because I was having some issues. The nurse took me into the room and handed me a gown and left so I could change. So, I took my clothes off and attempted to put the gown on. I immediately noticed there was a hole in the front that I thought was for the doctor to check my boobs. When the nurse came in, she laughed and said it was supposed to go over my head. I was mortified. I'll never make that mistake again.
I put the gown on…the right way this time, and the nurse comes back to tell me they are going to take me for x-rays to see if it's broken or just sprained. Please please please let it just be a sprain. I can't deal with another cast for six weeks. When Harper and I were younger, we used to do long jumps on our beds. We would run towards it from far and jump. Went too long once. Personal record. It came with the price jamming my hand into the wall to stop myself and broke my wrist. End of my long jump career.
I arrive back from x-ray safely. I'm now lying in the bed for about thirty minutes staring at the ceiling and listening to the beeping when a doctor finally shows up. Thank fuck, I'm ready to bust out of here I'm so fucking bored.
"Good afternoon Anastasia, I'm Dr. Trevelyan," She says with a caring smile.
"Hi there. So what's the story morning glory? Is it broken?"
"Yes, I'm afraid it is. How did this happen?" Seriously it's bad enough it happened, now I have to humiliate myself more.
"Well, I was coming down the stairs at work to sign for a delivery. It is my first day at my new job hence the reasons for the high heels. I make almost all the way down when I guess I got tripped up somehow. It's not really uncommon for me honestly. My mom says that my sister got the grace gene when the egg split. I'm a twin. Anyway, I couldn't keep my balance and somehow this happened." Ramble much Ana. Jesus woman, shut up.
"Oh, well those things do happen." She has a very caring demeanor. Most doctors are assholes.
I hear a quick knock on the door and I see Sawyer. I most certainly did not forget about him. However, I'm taken aback when the doctor recognizes him.
"Sawyer, what on earth are you doing here. Is Christian alright?" She inquires.
Sawyer's looking at me and I'm playing noggin tennis going back and forth. He can see I'm putting it all the pieces together.
Holy fuck! This is his mother. Oh my god, can this be any more embarrassing? This is not the way I ever envisioned meeting the rest of his family.
"Hi Dr. T. I actually brought Ana in. I happen to be in front of her building when her boss was helping her out so he could bring her to the ER."
He's acting weird as if he's hiding something. No shit armpit, he is definitely guilty of something and I am determined to find out.
"You just happen to be in front of her building, Sawyer. Where is Christian?"
"Mr. Grey is in Chicago, ma'am. He'll be back tomorrow."
"Do you know Ana, Sawyer?" She's got that don't fuck with me look going on. It's the same one my mother has.
"Would you like to tell her Sawyer, or shall I?" I ask with the slightest bit of sarcasm.
"Actually, Dr. Trevelyan, I met Ana last weekend when I went with her and Mr. Grey to Vancouver."
"Oh my god. You…" She's trying to find her words but not doing a good job of it.
"I'm sorry…You're that Ana. You're Ray and Carla's daughter. Keegan was telling me all about a girl named Ana last night. I can't believe Christian has a girlfriend. We're practically family."
I must have looked shocked because she is shaking her head and waving her hands, "That came out completely wrong. I apologize Anastasia. It's just he's always been so private and never brought a girl home before. Please forgive my rudeness. I'm just so excited."
"It's okay Dr. Trevelyan. I'm not sure what to label us though considering Saturday was just our first date. I met him a week before, it was the night I graduated from WSU."
"You said you're a twin. Christian is a twin too. That's just …" She's so excited she can't even speak. She obviously loves her children very much.
"Yes, my sister and I are identical. Her name is Harper. I've definitely met Keegan and Elliott too."
Sawyer's phone buzzes and he sheepishly leaves the room. Yeah, you better run you sneaky fucker.
"So, let's get your foot fixed up and get you out of here, shall we."
After a nice painkiller cocktail, I'm feeling good and grateful I don't have to get a cast, just the god awful boot. It wasn't a bad fracture so it should be healed in about four to six weeks. No high heels for me but seriously is that a bad thing. People like me should just stick to fucking flip flops.
"Anastasia, you and Christian will have to come for dinner and you can meet Mia and Carrick, my husband. I'll invite your entire family too. Mia's been in New York in culinary school and will be home this weekend. She will be so thrilled to hear Christian has a…I'm calling it as I see it. A girlfriend."
"I will hopefully be speaking with Christian soon and I will mention that we met and for him to call you for the details. Thank you very much for taking care of me and my foot. It was very nice meeting you Dr. Trevelyan."
"Grace. Please call me Grace." I smile. We talk for a little while longer. My happy demeanor is now not so happy when I see Sawyer has returned with that mother fucking wheelchair again.
I put my hand up to stop him, "No! Just no. I will be walking my ass out that door and you're not stopping me," I announce and hop off the bed.
Whoa, take it easier there Steele. I am definitely feeling no pain thanks to my painkiller friends. After a moment of pondering, I decide that I will take that wheelchair after all.
"Alright, Sawyer. You win. Bring that fucker over here so I don't injure myself anymore. Are you taking me home too?" I'm swaying…actually swaying as he's turning me around to go through the door.
"Bye, Dr. Grace…see ya later alligator. I wave like a lunatic. "You're a magnificent doctor and your son is fucking hot," I shout out as Sawyer is pushing me down the corridor and out the door.
"It's a good thing I'm here to drive you home. You're high as a kite, Ana."
"Yepper, I am indeed Mr. Kevin Costner bodyguard G-man guy." This is almost as bad the bar incident but I am feeling good so fuck it.
"What the hell did they give you? You look like you're going to fall asleep, Ana."
"Nope. Not gonna happen." He pushes the wheelchair up to the passenger side front door of the SUV and helps me roll myself into the seat. He then buckles the seatbelt which is a good thing because my hand-eye coordination is completely whacked.
"Alright, let's get you home, Ana. Is Harper there or someone who can help you out tonight?"
"Harper, lazy ass is proudly home. She's got nothin else to do and I'm not cookin her fucking dinner tonight. No, sir. Ooh look at that ..."
A Few Hours Later
I wake up and see that it's dark outside. What the fuck? I look around and see my foot is elevated on a pile of pillows. Balls…that actually did happen. I've no idea how I got into my bed but I notice its after seven. The rumbling in my stomach is telling me I've missed dinner so I decide I better get up. I pee, wash my face and pull my unruly hair up, grab my phone and head for the kitchen. It's too quiet.
Eight missed calls from Christian, Kate, my mom and my dad. I'll talk to them later. I decided to text Kate and let her know I'm alive, fine and awake. She texts back she's with Elliott at dinner but will see me around nine p.m. Where the hell is Harper? I'm scrounging in the kitchen for something that looks appetizing when I spy a casserole. Hmm, I didn't make this. Kate and Harper sure as shit didn't make this. There's a note attached to the lid.
For when you're hungry. I had my housekeeper, Gail send Sawyer over with some dinner. Eat up. Call me when you've finished – Christian
I turn on the oven so I can reheat this tasty looking dish. While I wait, I decide to call my mom and dad. They should both be home by now.
"Anastasia, oh my god. Are you okay?" My mother screeches.
"Yes, mom. I'm perfectly fine. I just woke up from my drug-induced nap. I'm making dinner so I thought I'd check in. What's new with you guys?"
"Don't give me that Anastasia Rose. What the hell happened today," I hear my dad shouting in the background.
"It's nothing, I just slipped going down the stairs at work. I missed the last step and fractured a small bone in my foot. I went to Seattle Grace ER, had x-rays. I'm sportin the boot and I got some good drugs to go along with it."
"Can we do anything? What about dinner, you can't drive if you're taking pain medicine. Do you want me to bring something over?" No, I most definitely don't want mommy and daddy coming over.
"I've got some dinner in the oven. Christian's housekeeper sent over a casserole so I'm good but thanks."
"Tell your sister to help you out. Better yet, let me talk to her and I'll tell her."
"She's not here. I woke up and no one is here except me. Don't worry, I'll be okay. I'm going to eat, take a bath and go back to bed. I have to go to work tomorrow." Thank fuck Daniel was cool with this. I'd hate to be shit canned the first day.
Have you ever been fired from a job…I have? In high school, I worked at the grocery store as a cashier. Worst fucking job ever. They made us wear fucking brown polyester pants and this hideous shirt. I had no clue that you don't iron polyester but I found out really quick when I scorched my pants. Unfortunately, I only had one pair so I had to wear them with a big iron mark on my ass. I couldn't even leave my shirt out because it had to be tucked in. Seriously, who in their right fucking mind tucks in a shirt with elastic waist polyester pants. Polyester should be outlawed. Let's just say my first day as the newest cashier was also my last. Between poking my fingernail through a bag of bird seed, spilling it all over the conveyer to consistently ringing up the wrong produce to my drawer being short because I couldn't get the coupons to scan properly. I was informed that I wouldn't be needed after today. No sweat off my back, I just wanted to work so I wasn't bored but that is not work. It's torture. People can be such douchebag assholes and I made up my mind after that day I would never work in a job that required me to deal with the public face to face EVER.
"Alright, Ana. You sure you don't want daddy and me to come over?" Jesus Christ mother.
"No, really. I'm fine. Tell daddy I love him and I'll talk to you later in the week. Bye mom."
I text my darling sister to find out where the hell she is and to let her know I'm fine should she care. I get an immediate response informing me she's out to dinner. She figured since I was passed out when Sawyer brought me in that I wouldn't wake up and she'd be back before I woke up.
Honestly, my sister is something else. She can be a little self-centered at times but I don't think she even realizes it. For two people who are the exact same on the outside, we are polar opposites on the inside. I hear the timer go off. Finally my dinner is ready. I grab a plate and serve up a good sized portion of what looks like lasagna. Yum. I love lasagna. Now, where's the wine?
What to do now? I finished my dinner and cleaned up I guess a bath sounds good. I take my phone with me because I want to call Christian. Damn, I'm missing him. I fill up the tub with my favorite bubble bath and strip off what's left of my clothes. I look down at my foot and it's a beautiful combination of black, blue and purple. I sit down in the tub and put my foot on the ledge. I can't reach the end of the tub because I'm too fucking short so this will have to do. I close my eyes, relax and enjoy the peace and quiet. Oh shit, I have to call Christian. I grab my phone. Not even a full ring and he answered.
"Grey."
"Well, hello there Mr. Grey. How are you this evening." I'm not good at seduction that's clear when he chuckles.
"Hello Ms. Steele. I should be asking you that question. You've had an eventful day, have you not?" Fuck me, just hearing his voice gets me riled up.
"What would make you say that?" I giggle.
"Ana, how is your foot. Sawyer called to tell me what happened. I was very worried but he assured me that you were alright, got some pain relief and were sleeping soundly when he left."
"Oh hey there mister mister, you don't not need to worry about me. I'm like …a ..well I am."
"Anastasia, are you alright? You sound funny," He's questioning me but I'm not feeling anything right now so I must be okay, right?
"I is fine. Dinner was soooo goooood. Thak you for…. I finished almost all of it, drank some tasty fucking wine with it and now my ass is horizontal…umm I'm in the bath." I splash the water, "Hear that? It's bubblessss. My baf is full of them."
"Christ. Ana, did you take your pain medication?"
"Ugh yeah, Mr. Fancy Pants. I had to stop the throbbing so I took one before ….umm before I ate."
"Fuck. Ana, I'm going to call you right back. Stay where you are."
"Huh." Dead silence. I'm staring at my phone for a few minutes when it rings. I almost drop it in the water but I'm good.
"Helloooo."
"Ana, are you able to get out of the bath or do you need help?"
"Welll, I got myshelf in here, I can get myshelf out. I'mma big girl ya know. I not ready to get out cuz It's warm and bubbly. I wish you were in the bath wif me too. I get to see ya naked. I soo wanna see ya naked."
He laughs, "Fuck, you're a lightweight. Yes, I want to see you naked too but not now. Now, you need to get out of the bath and in bed. Can you do that?"
"Nope. Not gonna do it." I'm not getting out yet, I just got in.
We talk a little more, well he listens. I babble. God, damn I am feeling fucking great. I hear the door open to the bathroom and see Christian walk in. Hmmm, this could be good.
"Hey, there handsome. Did you come to see me naked? You should take off allll your clothes and get your fine ass in with me." He's cracking up and I see my sister and Kate standing behind him snickering.
"Ana…Anastasia put your phone on speaker." I hear coming from my phone.
"Huh, okay gimme a sec." I try to push the speaker button but my fingers aren't working so well. Kate comes over and grabs the phone and puts it on speaker.
"Christian, we're here. She's fine, just kickin it in the bath. Kate and Harper can help her. Unless you'd rather, I do it. You know me, always happy to help out a brother in need."
"No, you dick licker, get out of her god damn bathroom. I don't' want you seeing her naked before I do. Oh my fucking god, you're an Idiot."
"Wait..what? Christian," I question.
"Yes," I hear in stereo. Now I'm really fucking confused. What the mother fuck is going on.
"Fuck off, Keegan. Ana, I'm on the phone and Keegan is there in the bathroom with Kate and Harper. You need to get out of the bath. You can't mix alcohol with those painkillers. Did the doctor not tell you that?"
I go to stand up, "NOOO. Don't get out yet." Harper yells.
"Keegan, I'm warning you. Get the fuck out of there now. She's not with it to realize you aren't me. You better protect your balls brother because I will have a tight grip on them if you don't move your ass."
"The doctor…oh the doctor was your mother. She is sooo nice and she's very very very very pretty…."
"My mother was your doctor? Yes, she is beautiful. How come I'm just hearing about this now?"
Harper and Kate manage to get me out of the bath, dressed and in bed. She hands me the phone and tells me it's Christian.
"Ana, you in bed now?"
"Why yes sir, I am. Where are you?"
"I'm still in Chicago. I will be back tomorrow afternoon. How about I pick you up from work? Sawyer will take you in the morning but I will pick you up. Okay. We can order take out and then you can tell me about your day and more about your mishap with the stairs."
"That is a fuckin brilliaannt idea Mr. Sexy Ass my fluffer nutter." Under the influence, Ana needs to shut the fuck up.
"Great. I will see you tomorrow around five. Sleep well beautiful."
I think I'm asleep before I hang up, "Good night to you too sexy boyfriend."
Yep, I said that.