Ana's Pov

I took a taxi home and I was in a daze. I was newly single and deeply devastated. I walked up to my apartment, feeling like a stranger to my own life. Opening the door, I saw that the place was totally and completely trashed. Crime scene tape was all over and there was a massive blood stain. I went to the kitchen and got a bowl of hot water and filled it with soap. I began scrubbing at the stain. The longer I scrubbed, the more it all came back to me. I remember walking into the apartment and finding her there, she was pacing back and forth like some kind of feral animal. I remember her words and they haunt me. Asking me about him. I resented him, he was the reason this happened. I still loved him madly, yet I think he was a constant reminder of the pain and fear and anxiety I felt. I scrubbed the floor harder and harder, the tears began lightly then more intense and uncontrollable. I fell onto the floor and curled up and stopped fighting the tears and fell into the vat of emotions I had fought for so long.

One week later...

I spent a lot of time trying to take my mind off my breakup. I worked out a lot and partied a lot more. I knew I shouldn't but I was just eager to turn my brain off and be out of my house. When I was home all I did was think and it gave me serious anxiety. I was getting ready for my run. I walked outside and the sky looked like rain was going to come. I didn't mind though after all, that's what Settle's known for. As I took off down the street, I tried clearing my mind. Yet it was drawn to Christian like a magnet. I missed him, but I knew that my own recovery was too important, that he had a whole set of issues to address and we had come to a cross road. As I entered the park, I pushed further and further as if the more I ran the more likely I was to escape the problems that plagued me. Ray called every day, I hadn't had the heart to tell him Christian and I broke up. I knew something had gone on with them the day of the shooting yet my dad never brought it up and frankly I didn't ask. The cool breeze stung my face and my lungs burned and yet I pushed forward. As I went further on the path, I was able to shut my brain off. I appreached the silence it felt good actually. There weren't many runners out, it was far to early in the morning. I preferred going at this time, less people to judge. I had noticed only two other joggers, a woman pushing a jogging stroller and a man in a black hoodie. The man gave me odd vibes, his hood was up and I couldn't see his face. As I proceeded, there was no doubt he and I were on the same route, trying to push him out of my mind I focused on my goal, that was until I tripped when the pavement level changed. The man in the black hoodie, turned around and walked my way. He must have heard me fall or the shocking sound I made, because that actually hurt.

"Are you ok?" he asked suddenly my blood ran cold, I knew instantly who it was. Looking up I saw the man who I was at one and maybe still was , convinced was the love of my life, Christian Grey. I swooped the hair out of my face and got the pleasure if you will of seeing the shock on his face.

Christians Pov

I was jogging in the park. I was trying to keep a routine, that seemed to help. Workout, work, therapy, and workout more. I felt cold and empty and was trying to fill my life with something yet nothing. I couldn't focus on anything not work related. Just last night, I was at the bar and this woman with brown hair and brown eyes, who was smoking hot to say the least, who was clearly into me and I couldn't even talk to her.

I had earbuds in and was between song changes when I hear a moan, turning I see that a woman who was jogging behind me is now on the ground. Walking over to check if she is ok, her hair covers the majority of her face.

"Are you ok?" before she answers I felt the gawk I got from most woman. Yea right, you don't want any of this. As she moved her hair, I felt my heart stop. Right there in front of me was Ana, I fought every last muscle in my body not to hug her and kiss her. I had to learn how to live my life without her. I stared back not wanting to look away. I extended my hand and helped her up. Just then I noticed the intense bags around her eyes and the weight she lost. Ana was always skinny but this, put a fear within me. Weither she wanted me or not I stilled loved her as much as I tried to get over her, I could never picture the day I didn't care about her.

"Ana,"I said. Our eyes locked and my heart raced. I was madly in love with her. I wonder then how she was doing. Is she happy? Did she meet someone else? The thought of another man with his hands on her, inside her, seeing her how I see her made me physically sick.

"Hey. Thanks." she said. Her voice was weak and shaky.

"No problem." I said. There was so much more I wanted to say to her. I wanted to yell and confess my love, but alas, nothing came out. So there we stood. Me madly in love with her and unable to say anything. Maybe it was because I loved her too much, she didn't want me around anymore. And her happiness was all that mattered. Before anything else could be said, I decided to take myself out of the equation.

"Take care now." I said, and off I ran. My mind flooding. I remembered the day we broke up. I had reacted so harshly, the more I thought the more I tried to disect why I acted the way I did. I think I was afraid. I think the reason I was so distant and so cold, was because I was afraid. I was afraid to loose her, afraid to hurt her. Turning I see Ana still standing where I left her. My mind told me to keep going to leave her be, let her heal. Everything else told me to go back to her, to kiss her to win her back.

And just then in that moment, I realized I had nothing to loose so I ran to her. Before she could argue, I took her back into my arms and I kissed her, as if my life depended on it. Which it did she was my sanity, I was so afraid of loosing her that in my own fucked up way in trying to protect us I destroyed us.

I prayed, I prayed to God I wasn't totally convinced it that it wasn't too late for us.