A/N: sorry for the long wait guys. I have a bad couple weeks where I had to motivation to do anything, your reviews really helped thought! Hey Everyone who is subscribed to this story, these three chapters were posted again because I went through and corrected some errors, no major changes to the story so its not necessary to reread if you don't wish to! Thanks everyone!

APOV

Something alerts me that Christian's not here. I blink my eyes open but it's dark and I can't see anything. Then I hear the soft sound of the piano. I get up and put a robe on. Venturing out I see Christian sitting at the piano. After a few chords I recognise the song as Sophie. As he moves over he doesn't falter and I delicately sit next to him. We exchange a few words and he tells me about a girl from his piano lessons when he was little, but then he asks how I know the song. I don't know how to answer because I don't want him to know. He tells me about talking to Gail and I know he knows I'm lying but hopefully he doesn't know everything I've been doing.

"I'm sorry Christian." I say leaning into his chest. He wraps his arms around me and it's comforting. He carries me back to bed and we fall asleep once again. I wake up at 6:25, 5 minutes before my alarm. I hate that I have to go to work a whole hour before Christian but it's worked to my advantage being able to skip breakfast. I turn my alarm off and get up to shower. The warm water is relaxing and I'd love to spend an hour in here but I have to get ready for work. I finish washing and get out. I hate blow drying my hair because it takes so long. Finally it's tame enough for work and it's time to get dressed. I grab the plum dress that Christian loves, off the hanger and slide it on. It hangs loosely on me now. I smile because that means I'm smaller. Its 7:15 and I have 20 minutes before I have to leave. I quietly make my way past the kitchen to the T.V. room. I've just started flicking through channels when I feel the couch sink with Christian's weight as he sits beside me. I wait for him to start.

"Ana, about last night..." he trails off, "Ana. What's wrong?! Why aren't you eating?" tears fill my eyes, I don't want to do this before work.

"Christian I don't want to talk about this," I look down and twiddle my thumbs hoping he won't push it. He pushes it. He says that he only wants to help and doesn't want me to do this to myself. It makes me angry, I can't believe he's doing this. I stand and turn to face him. "Doing what Christian?! I'm fine, I'm not doing anything to myself." I can hear my voice raising, but Christian doesn't back down.

"Ana, don't be ridiculous, you're not eating for goodness sake! And you're lying to me, please Ana, talk to me!" he begs and now were facing each other, both standing. I give up, I know he knows. Why would I think otherwise, of course Mr. Control freak would find out.

"No Christian I'm not talking about this with you." I say resignedly, he's frustrated, running his hands through his hair again. I can tell he doesn't know what to do. He asks me to talk to Flynn Wednesday and I consider it. It would be better than talking to Christian about all of this, he won't freak out on me. I agree and he pulls me into a hug. I see the clock behind him over his shoulder and I have 13 minutes until I have to leave. After asking me if I'll join him for breakfast we make our way over to the breakfast bar. I eat a quarter of my oatmeal, 38 calories. Christian smiles disappointedly happy that I ate some, although not much. I get up and go fix my make up before leaving with Sawyer. The whole way to work I think about how disappointed Christian must be. He distracts me for just over an hour. He e-mails me telling me that I'm distracting him, that he has an appointment with Flynn –hopefully not to discuss me- and asking forgiveness for this morning. I shake my head at his e-mail, it should be me asking for forgiveness. So that's what I do e-mailing him back. After our e-mail banter finishes lunch comes quickly. I'm sipping a green tea in my office when Hanna comes in.

"Ana, there is a delivery for you." She says,

"Okay, send it in." She leaves and a man carrying flowers walks in, he places them on my desk and leaves. I spot a little card and take it out to read.

Anastasia,

You're beautiful, I love you.

Christian

My heart melts a little. Oh Christian. I move the flowers to the corner of my desk and finish my work day. Shutting down my computer and grabbing my purse I exit my office. "Bye Hanna!" I call as I pass reception. Sawyer holds the car door open for me and I climb in.

"Evening Mrs. Grey."

"Evening Sawyer." I murmur. The drive home is spent trying to figure out how to avoid dinner. I know that Christian knows so he'll ask Mrs. Jones if I ate. I could dispose of it in a trash bin but then I chance him seeing it on the CCTV footage. Like seriously, the only place he doesn't have CCTV is in the bathroom. The bathroom! I can flush it down the toilet and he'll never know. "Yes!"

"Ma'am?" I look up, "did you say something?" shoot I said that out loud.

"Um, no, I was talking to myself, sorry." I blush, he nods and shifts his eyes back to the road. A few minutes later we're back inside the parking garage. We take the elevator up and I say goodbye to Sawyer as he goes to the security quarters. I set down my briefcase and purse and head to the kitchen.

"Hello Ana," I smile back, "Would you like anything to drink?"

"Just some water please." She smiles and brings me a glass as I sit on the bar stool.

"Would you like some dinner? Christian told me he was going to be late but for you to go ahead and eat." I nod.

"Yes please, but on a tray. I'm going to take it to my office, I have some work to do." She nods and prepares a tray for me. "Thank you." I say picking it up and heading for our room. I hate lying to Mrs. Jones but I really don't want to eat this. I head through our room and to our en suite. I close the door because, even though I know I'm not, I feel like I'm going to get caught. Picking up the plate of shrimp Alfredo I sigh and dump it into the toilet.

I flush the toilet and watch the offensive food disappear. I place the plate on the edge of the counter and wash my hands. Then raise my eyes to the mirror, immediately detecting every flaw and bit of fat on my body, all the bones I couldn't see but wanted to. A few tears slipped from my eyes. Why couldn't I be good enough? I must have zoned out for a while, long enough for Christian to return home. He pushed the bathroom door open.

"Sorry, I knocked and called..." he trails off looking at my empty plate. Confusion flashes across his face, then his eyes snap to the toilet. First I see anger, then sadness, then defeat. "...Anastasia," I hang my head and my gaze shifts to the floor. I hear the brush of his pants as he walked over to me. My palms came up in front of me and rest flat on his chest, his arms wrap all the way around me and I buried my face in the crook of his neck. "Oh my sweet Anastasia," he murmured into my hair, "My beautiful, lovely Anastasia." Just as he knew I needed, he just held me as I cried. "I'm going to pick you up okay?" he asks softly as so not to startle me. I nodded and one of his hands slide down to my knees. He picks me up effortlessly and he turns to the door, walks right through our room to our bed and gently lays me down. I hear him walk around the bed and crawl in right next to me. His arm wraps around my waist and pulls my back to his front. "I love you Ana." He said and I drifted into the blackness.

I extended my arm and hit something. I blink my eyes open and came face to face with Christian's leg. I must have turned over in my sleep. "Hello sleepy-head." I looked up to meet Christian's beautiful gray eyes.

"Hi. How long was I out?" I asked. He had his laptop, probably doing work.

"3 ½ hours, its 11:30 now." I pull myself to a sitting position and snuggle up under his left arm. He smiled, moved the laptop to the left so he could reach it and keep his arm wrapped around me. I laid my head on his shoulder and fell asleep. Snap I hear the laptop close and Christian curse. "I'm sorry baby," he said after he realising he woke me up, "I just finished and was about to lay down for some sleep." I nodded and moved so he could lay down.

I heard the alarm go off, but it wasn't mine. Oh no. I'm going to be late. I am late. I bolted upright and all but ran to the shower. Oomph I landed on my ass after running into Christian as he was coming out of the bathroom. He extended his hand and helped me up. "I'm sorry I was just coming to turn my alarm off. I thought I would be out before it went off." He said sheepishly.

"But my alarm didn't go off, I'm late."

"Actually you're not going to work today. Flynn e-mailed me and said he needed us to come around 12 because Leila's therapist needed him to fly down tonight. She keeps saying she needs to talk to me and since Flynn couldn't tell the other doctor anything about me he as to go down to deal with it. I already called in and said you had an appointment." He explained.

"Oh," was my lame response, "Okay." I decided to have a shower now anyway to start me day.

A/N: Ana and Dr. Flynn talking in the next chapter! Should it be in Dr. Flynn POV or Ana POV review and let me know!