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Christian

"We just want our daughter home safe and sound…" Ana is the epitome of professional even with tears running down her cheeks, boogers out of her nose and a lump penetrating her throat she's getting all the words out strong.

For the first time ever the press get photos of us both crying. I have tears running freely down my face and I tried to stop them but gave up after a few minutes as they clearly weren't going to be stopping. I can't talk, there's too much constriction in my throat from the harsh sobs I'm holding back from the press so Ana has taken on the talking while I just hold her in my arms.

"Please…" She chokes out. "We all want her home, her sisters and her brother miss her dearly…" I kiss her temple hoping to bring her some semblance of calm just to get through this.

We're sat at a long table at Grey's House, the room is filled with international press who are desperate for the gossip about our missing daughter.

Detective Harrison has already made a speech, one filled with details yet for some reason they kept some things back which he explained earlier to us that would be because if someone called with information and knew something they hadn't told the public they'd know for sure it was more likely a real tip.

"Please don't hurt her, she's just a baby who should be now getting ready for bed with her twin sister, fighting over who's turn it is to choose a bedtime story…" Ana is struggling and all I can do is hold her hand, if I spoke I think the sobs would come out uncontrollably.

"I'd like to finish by saying thank you to everyone who's supporting us in trying to find Amaya, to those who have tied violet ribbons to our gate and who will be holding a candle light vigil later this evening… thank you and please keep Amaya in your prayers while we fight to bring her home. Thank you."

The photographers go wild as we leave and all I can do is hold on to Ana tight. That was the worse press conference we have ever had to do and we've done plenty over the years.

Ana

I finger the violet ribbon that's tied to my wrist as we climb into the car. I'm meeting with Grace, Mia, Kate, Teddy, Phoebe and Ava and some of our security at the steps of Mars Hill Church where the candlelight vigil will begin, Christian won't be joining us as he's going to be assisting the security in their own hunt to find our daughter.

"You did well." Christian says quietly as he holds me.

"Thank you… I just want her home Christian." I say as sobs begin to take over my body.

"Me too Ana and we will get her home where she belongs." He promises though I know it's empty, he can't know that for certain, there's still been now word from whoever has her, no ransom request and with each passing hour the hope of finding Amaya alive diminishes, we all know the stats, the first twenty four hours ninety percent of missing children are found alive after forty eight hours the hope diminishes and the hunt for a body is more prominent unless a ransom call has been made. We passed twenty four hours a long time ago but we've not hit forty eight yet and even if we did I don't think we'd ever think of our bubbly baby as just a body.

I kiss Christian as we pull up outside the church and Luke helps me out of the car.

"Take care of my family tonight." Christian warns him before he shuts the door.

"Yes Sir." Is his quiet reply, I overheard him telling Taylor that he thought it was his fault that Amaya was missing though I've made it clear it wasn't, he was helping Amelia and me.

Luke Sawyer

I walk by Ana's side to join her family and I watch as they engulf her in a hug. How she's being so strong is beyond me but she is, a few tears here and there yes but I don't think she's really broken down yet which in all honesty I think she needs to do.

Slowly they are all given long white candles and they're lit like everyone else's here. There are purple ribbons tied around the base and then there are small handles where they can hold them tight. Pastor Samuel meets Ana and she doesn't hesitate in taking his proffered hand and allowing him to lead her up the stairs.

Teddy and Phoebe are stood right beside her while the rest of the family crowd around her and the Pastor. They all look so hurt, tear tracks laced down each of their cheeks and I feel my own prickling at my eyes as I step beside them. I'm surprised when Phoebe sinks her hand into mine and I manage to give it a small squeeze as I blink back my tears.

"We have gathered here this evening with prayers and hope in our hearts for the safe return of Amaya Grey." The pastor begins. I'm shocked to see so many people here holding candles and looking up to the pastor as he speaks. Grace, Mia and Kate all hold large canvasses of Amaya facing the group while Ana still holds onto the Pastor's hand while he preaches, I guess she has faith right now, faith that out there some God is protecting her baby girl.

I look out across the crowd, there are police here undercover because they think some kidnappers would be at the service, it sickens me completely to know that there's a chance it's some paedophile that may have taken Amaya, or some psychotic fucker… I just want to get hold of the guy and kill him with my bare hands.

"Our father, please watch over Amaya in this dark time, bring hope to her heart that she will be found, keep her safe from the evils of this world. Watch over Ana and her family, show them light while they are drowning in darkness, bring them love and hope as they continue to hunt for Amaya Grey. Amen."

As the vicar finishes Grace steps forward with her own words to say, after this they will be walking from here to the house, it's a near two hour walk but the family and the general public hope Amaya will see the light and follow it home, it's sweet really and I hope it brings hope to Ana who's hope I know is diminishing slowly.

Grace

"I would like it known that we will not rest until Amaya is home, we will search for her at the same time we will hunt for the person who took her. While we walk please keep your eyes open for her, she could be anywhere and for a baby she's beyond clever, her parents having brought her up so well. To our knowledge she could be already trying to find her way home or a police officer to help her. Thank you." My voice near breaks as I finish but Teddy's hand in mine squeezes as a form of silent support.

We gather up our pictures and begin to walk. Ana in front with Pastor Samuels hand still in her own while she holds the candle in the other hand, we follow behind with Luke ending out little group so he can keep us safe, there are also four undercover police officers barricading us into the group to make sure nothing more could happen to us.

Ana is being so strong, but it's an act that will fall apart soon. It breaks my heart to watch my family going through this but I also know that I'm broken hearted because one of my grandbabies are missing. I just want her home and I know I won't be able to rest until she is safe in her bed and that kills me, it completely kills me to know that tonight she won't be tucked in and read to by her mother, she won't be snuggled in the way Christian does it and has done it since Teddy started sleeping in his big boy bed.

I have hope though that while we will have a sleepless night Amaya will be sleeping peacefully and at some point will come home to us. I know without this hope none of us would be continuing on the way we are.