AN: GUYS! okay can we all calm down a bit? lol I know rape is a big serious issue. I have a cousin who was raped repeatedly by her STEP father. Bastards in jail now. My opinion? His dick should've been cut off. Ana will not be raped but threatening me by saying you wont read my story wont change the outcome lol. If I had wrote a rape scene it would have stayed either way but I didn't and you will see that here. Just don't attack me geez. I love Ana and CG too. I also understand rape is hard to stomach. I don't really write about that stuff because it hits so close to home. Also remember this is a mafia story. It will be gruesome so just remember that when reading. If you want to walk out on my story then I respect your decision and hope you find more to your liking. Anyway enjoy.

"Hey sweetheart wake up!" I cough as cold water is thrown on me. It's been two days. For two days I have been tied to this cross. These assholes were the biggest fucking perverts I had ever met. They stared at my body like it was a piece of meat. I've been ridiculed and humiliated. I've been slapped around and I just wanted Christian to find me. I knew if anyone could it would be him, but I couldn't wait any longer.

Ray was supposed to be in the city by now and all I could think about was what he would think once he realized I was missing. There was no doubt in my mind that he would be able to tell what kind of a man Christian is. My father wasn't stupid and he wouldn't approve not after this.

I groan as I feel my head spin. These assholes wouldn't give me anything to eat or drink and it was starting to hit me. They were trying to pry information out of me. Information that I didn't have. Christian never told me anything about his line of work. I really had nothing to give but they wouldn't believe me. That was too fucking bad for me because they weren't going to stop until I gave them something.

"Tell me where Christian Grey keeps his shipments. I want to know everything. His shipments, his money, and even the people on his hit list." I laugh and give this moron a weird look. I knew his name was Jack Hyde and I knew this was the man Christian has been looking for.

"I don't fucking know asshole. Christian keeps me out of the loop." I spit in his face and he curses me off. I think about ignoring him but then an idea hits me.

"You bitch." He slaps me hard and my face throbs from the impact. I didn't care. I could take a couple hits. I was so sick and tired of these men interfering with my life ever since I got with Christian. If only I could get off of this fucking cross. I would find a way out. I may be scared but I wasn't weak. I knew how to shoot a gun pretty damn well too.

"I'll make you a deal." My mind start turning as I think of what deal I could make him. If I pretend to know these things about Christian I could get loose. I could act like I'm taking him to see him and make my escape.

"Now we're talking. Ricardo round the boys up and take them out back. Me and Ana here are about to have a little talk." He smiles as he takes a chair out and sits down in front of me. I wince as he takes his knife out. I had cuts on my torso from this asshole. I was so glad my father taught me how to survive. Other wise this whole ordeal would have broken me already.

"If you take me to Christian's warehouse I can show you where he keeps everything." I tell him hoping that I can convince him to take me outside.

"Hmm. You know sweetheart if you're lying to me this will be much much worse." I bite my lip as he pushes the tip of the knife into my hand. If I got my hands on a gun I was so going to make this bastard pay.

"I'm not lying. If you untie me and give me some clothes I will take you there. Christian keeps everything there." I pretend to act nonchalant. He looks at me for a minute before nodding his head. He gets up and walks out of the room. I about scream for joy when I see sweats and a shirt in his hands when he comes back. Finally some fucking clothes.

I wait in anticipation as he frees my hands first. By the time I'm free I roll my neck feeling stiff from being in that position for 48 hours. My legs feel like jello as I slip the sweats on but I didn't have time to worry about that. I throw the shirt on and sneak a look outside the window. I see all of his men on the back porch laughing it up. I roll my eyes and look back at Jack. He's watching me and I give me a slight smile.

"So are we going to do this?" I throw my hands up in exasperation. I was hoping that I was putting on a good enough act because if not I had no doubt that he would kill me.

"Yeah, Yeah let's go." He turns around to head towards the front door. I bend down quickly and see a gun taped under the table.I remember one of his men putting it there earlier. I take it and stuff it in my pants. I was getting out this shit hole once and for all. I knew Christian could have found me but I didn't want to wait any longer. I've been beaten and belittled. I wanted to go home. Every step I take sends a searing hot pain through my left foot. I probably broke it when I was thrown down the flight of stairs.

"Hurry up." Jack says as he pushes me outside. He walks to a black BMW. He throws me into the back and I yell out in pain as he slams the door on my foot. If it wasn't broken before it was definitely broken now. I crawl into a sitting position. He starts the car and heads down the street. He parks on the corner sending a quick text but I couldn't see to who. I take the gun out of my pants and my hands start to shake. If I wanted to get out of this alive I would have to kill him. I wanted to kill him as bad as that sounds. He hurt me and humiliated me. He took away my dignity when he hung me on that cross. As a woman there was nothing worse than feeling like a piece of ass that a man could just push around. I feel my self growing angry at the memories and I take the safety off.

I look up and meet his eyes in the rearview mirror. With a steady hand I position the gun right behind his head. Without even batting an eyelash I pull the trigger. I watch as his blood splatters the dash board and I quickly get out. Opening the drivers door I pull his body out and leave it in the middle of the road. We were parked just outside of the house he kept me in and I knew I had to get out quick. It was only a matter of time before his goons came out after hearing that gun shot.

Hopping in the front seat I close the door and drive off. I have blood all over my shirt and hands. I don't care. I look around and see brain matter scattered across the front of the car and I feel sick to my stomach. I had done that. I had killed a man. I speed down the streets heading for Escala. I needed to get there. I needed to see my father. I needed to see Christian. I needed to get these 48 hours out of my head.


CPOV

"Who the fuck are you?" A gruff voice addresses me as soon I step in to my apartment. I turn in to the living room and see an aged man with a mustache staring at me. Obviously it was Ana's father. I could tell he was military just from his stance. It reminded me of Taylor. I had been able to put him here last night. I hadn't met with him as I wasn't sure what to say. I showed up today because, I knew I couldn't put it off. His daughter was missing and I had to tell him.

"Christian Grey sir." I say as I walk into the living room. I take my coat off and throw it on the couch. This man was going to kill me.

"Well, Christian Grey where is my daughter?" I can see his eyes assessing me. I wasn't used to this shit. Usually I asked the questions yet here I was getting interrogated and rightfully so.

"I'm Ana's boyfriend. Listen, Ana…well Ana is missing." His posture goes rigid as I say this. Slowly walking up to me he stands right in front of my fucking face. I wasn't even sure what to do or say to him at this point.

"What do you mean missing?" He tilts his head and stares into my eyes. I swallow thickly feeling my palms sweat. Fuck. I've never feared a man before, unless it was my father.

"She was kidnapped." I knew it was coming but I just didn't expect it to hurt so fucking much. His fist connects with my jaw and I can practically feel it crack. I groan and hold my face in my hands. I wouldn't hit him back. That would just be disrespectful to Ana.

"Well then what the fuck are we doing here? We need to find my daughter." He pushes me against the wall and his forearm cuts my oxygen off. I can't breath but I see Taylor coming from the corner of my eyes. He throws Ray off of me.

"Enough! Leave him Taylor." I stop my guard from kicking his ass and lean on my knees trying to catch my breath. I watch Ray stand and give Taylor an elbow to the face. I actually can't help it and I laugh. This was where Ana got her feisty side from. She acted just like her father. God, I missed her.

"Fuck! Sir, I came here to tell you Ana has been found." Taylor says while holding his broken nose. I stand up straight not believing what I just heard.

"What do you mean? Where is she?" I frantically ask. I see Ray grabbing his shit off the floor but we both freeze when we hear the front door open again. The wind is knocked out of me when I see a beaten and bloody Ana walk inside. What the fuck was going on? Whose blood was that? Please tell me it's not hers.

"Ana?" I whisper. She stares at me and then looks towards her father. I can see her resolve break and her tears fall down her cheeks. She drops something to the floor and I swallow back my shock when I see that it's a gun. Had she killed someone?

"Daddy." Her voice cracks and her father rushes to her side taking her into his arms. I can't lie and say that I wasn't hurt. I had been worried sick about her and she hadn't even acknowledged me. Then again I was the one who put her in this situation in the first place. I pull at my hair as I pace the room not even caring that people were watching me. Everything was falling apart. None of this was supposed to have happened.

"Christian?" I spin around at the sound of her small voice. Tears sting my eyes as I see her bloodied hand reach out to me. I softly take it pulling her into my chest. That was all it took. I broke down holding her in my arms.

"I thought I was going to lose you." I sob in to her shoulder. I rub her back and just breath in her scent. She smelled like sweat and blood. It was the only time I was ever happy to smell those two together. She was here. She was alive.

"Me too." She cries into my chest and I just hold on to her. I knew I had to get her help. She needed to be checked out but right now I just wanted to hold her.

Can we all take a breath together now? I know it's sort but the rest of the chapter isn't completely and I wanted to get his out some of you have sent me PM's that weren't too nice. LOL Ana is out. she is confused. She is tough and she wanted to kill Jack for humiliating her and hurting her but when she actually did it her conscious kicked in and now she feels horrible. This will take a toll on her and Christian believe me. She wont just wake up the next day and be all good. But she's tough. So tell me what you think. She had to break out of there. She's not a damsel in distress in my story. So even though she knew Christian could find her she knew she could break out if she could get untied. Christian got a little roughed up by Ana's dad. At least he respected Ana enough to not hurt him.