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Grace POV

Christian? Worried for a girl? Is this the time? Is this the girl?

'Christian… she will be fine. She is just in shock. She will wake up tomorrow morning after the sedation wears off.' I tried to sound professional but my motherly instinct is too strong that I feel happy for Christian finding a girl.

'She must get the best medication and medical attention.' Christian says while gazing Anastasia's flawless face.

'Christian I am here. I believe I am the best medical attention.' I try to make a point.

'Sorry mom. I know… but she just looks so broken.'

'She will be fine. We are moving her to the ward shortly.' I try to sooth him.

'The best room for her mom.' He says softly.

'Sure honey.'

Is this lovely sweet girl stole Christian's heart? It would be really a wonder if this girl can change Christian's structured, rigid, black and white life. After arranging the best room for Anastasia Steele, I checked on her medication and put her on a bottle of drips to keep her hydrated. By the time I am done with my paperwork, it is past midnight.

'I will check again on Anastasia before heading home. I will be back tomorrow morning. Good night Staph.' The night nurse in charge of Anastasia's floor is one of the best one in the hospital and she smiles giving me a nod. I walk to Anastasia's room and I see Christian is sitting by her side holding her hand.

'She will be fine Christian.'

'I just want to know who did this to my Anastasia.' Christian says softly. My Anastasia? This is really something that I have been waiting. I walk out to the waiting lounge. Gail is sitting with Jason at the waiting lounge and Kate is sleeping curled at the corner.

'I think it's better if you all go home and get some rest. Someone has to inform Anastasia's employer.' I say to everyone.

'I can do it but I don't have the phone number or know who her boss is.' Gail says sadly.

At that moment I see Christian walking out from Anastasia room with a small smile playing on his lips.

CPOV

'I know who to contact. I have sent an email to her boss and also her HR.'

'Thank you Mr Grey.' Gail replies.

'Taylor, has Welch sent anything to you?'

'I called him few minutes ago and he is tracing the car that hit Annie.'

'Keep me posted. I want the idiot who did this to her rot behind the bars.' I start clenching my teeth. I hate to think what might have happened if the driver hit her directly and her head hit some hard surface… or even she lost her life.

'Sure sir.' Taylor looks very upset and I am sure, he is also waiting to get his hand on the sucker who did this to Anastasia. He might even pull the trigger.

'Gail, has Anastasia's mom been informed of this incident?' I ask Gail who looks very very worried.

'No Mr Grey. She won't be able to take it.' and she breaks down. Gail needs to know that Anastasia is in good hands and I will look out for her.

'She said something about going to Portland this weekend.' I inform her. Since her mom won't be able to take it, then Gail should do something about it. She should know.

'I will take care of that Mr Grey.' Gail says between sobs.

'I will stay. You guys go home. Taylor, please send Ms Kavanagh,' and I walk back to Anastasia's room.

'He really cares for her,' I hear Gail saying to Taylor but that is not going to make me soft. First thing first. I need to get the idiot who did this to Anastasia punished.

'Mr Grey, I will bring some chicken soup for Annie tomorrow morning, if you don't mind, Mr Grey.' Gail appears at Anastasia room and says softly while rubbing her feet.

'No problem. Get whatever that you think she needs.' Anything that will make her comfortable.

APOV

Oh my… my head is killing me. I force to open my eyes and the best sight greets me.

'Christian…' and my voice sounds hoarse.

'Anastasia…' he says opening his eyes and he dashes to my side.

'How are you?' he asks softly.

'I am good. What happened? Where am I?'

'You were hit by a hit and run driver. Kate brought you here. My mom took care of you last night.'

'Your mom? How come your mom is here? Where is Kate?'

'I asked her to go home. Gail and Taylor took her back. My mom works as a doctor here. Are you in pain?'

'My head is throbbing.'

'Your arm?' he asks eyeing my arm. I realize it is casted. I hope it is not broken.

'It's fine. Were you here the whole night?'

'Yes Anastasia.'

'Why?' I whisper. Why he have to stay here with me? What he wants? He really cares?

'I care for you…' he says softly. Those soft spoken words brought smile to my face. He looks into my eyes and with the sun shining behind him, he looks like an angel…With a whip! Oh Shut up! Just that moment, I wanted to kiss him, the darn nurse walks in.

'Hi Anastasia, you are awake. Good morning!' she greets with a wide smile. Christian frowns and moves away, making way for the nurse.

'How are you feeling Anastasia?' she asks picking up my wrist, to check pulse I guess. She also checked the monitor that is hooked up to me. Was my hit that bad?

'Good.' I reply, besides my headache, I added quietly.

'She says she is having headache.' Christian says. Control Freak!

'That is the after effect of the medication and impact she took.' The nurse says and she writes something on my chart.

'Alright, you are fine. Dr Travellyn will be here in another half hour. She will decide if you need another x-ray.' She chirps and gets ready to leave.

'Okay… thank you but is my arm broken?'

'No, it is just hairline fracture.'

'Oh… alright. Thanks.' Thank god it's not broken.

'Thanks nurse.' Christian mumbles.

After the nurse walks out, Christian sits by my side again. Looks like he didn't sleep properly throughout the night. He looks so tired.

'Christian, help me to sit.' I say. My back is hurting and I just can't lay still anymore.

'Sure…' Christian holds my back and makes me sit. While supporting my back with his strong hand, he places another pillow and slowly lowers me to the pillow.

'Now that is comfortable. Thank you.' I smile and he smiles warmly. He sits beside my bed.

'Aren't you going to work?' I ask him.

'Later. I can't leave you alone. I want to be here with you.'

CPOV

'Who was it Welch?'

'It is registered under the name of Brickman. John Brickman. I have sent an email to you about him, including his picture. He is a hit man Grey. I am tracing his phone calls to see who has hired him.'

'Get the details. I want all the information that you can find. I want to know who did this to Anastasia. Have you sent the CCTV recording? I want to know how bad it was.'

'I just did sir. I will get back to you on the details of who would have hired this John.'

'Good.' I turn around and walk back to Anastasia who is now lying unconsciously and she might be in pain as well. I sit across her by the window and watch a beautiful face bathed with soft lighting. I will put whoever did this to you behind bars Anastasia. I promise. I can't view the darn video on my Blackberry so it has to wait. I want names, I am not sure if I can't be quiet after seeing the video clip.

As Anastasia wakes up in the morning, she complained about headache. Oh, my poor girl is in pain. The darn nurse is smiling away and said that only the doctor can administer the medication. About 10 minutes later, mom enters with a smile. I know doctors will smile even when a patient is dying.

'How are you feeling Ana?' she asks.

'I am good Dr Travellyn but …'

'Mom, she says her head is throbbing. Can you do something?'

'Christian, it is just the impact. I will give her some pain killers but it will go off by itself. There is nothing much we can do. It is the impact that she took when she fell.'

'But mom…'

'Christian, Ana is fine. She can go home today. And don't sweat it.'

'Mom…'

'Christian, Ana is fine. Now, do you feel any pain Ana?' Mom says sternly and dismisses me.

'No Doctor. Just that my head is throbbing. Besides that, I am good.' Ana tells mom with a smile.

'Good Ana. Come on Monday and I will check your arm again. You are good to go. I will sign your release form and you can leave after 11am.'

'Thank you Doctor.'

'Call me Grace, Ana. Christian, take care of her.' And she winks and walks away.

'Your mom is sweet…' Anastasia says after mom leaves the room.

'She is an angel Anastasia. She saved me.' I remember the day she treated me for mal nutrient disorder and how she adopted me. She saved me from ending up as a drug addict. Instead you became a monster in a torture chamber you call playroom.

'Apparently, you still slipped and got destroyed.' I know she means my sexual preference and she is right on the dot.

'She saved me from my miserable life but not the anger in me. So, she is still an angel. And listen, she doesn't know about it.'

'Oh… Mr Grey keeping an itsy bitsy secret from his mother. Ummmmm' and she raise her eyebrows. Just as I stalk closer, Taylor opens the door.

'Good morning Mr Grey.'

'Taylor, good morning. Where is Gail?'

'She is talking to Dr Travelyn about Annie.'

'Hi Jason.' Ana says smiling away. I know it is the after effect of the conversation.

'Hi Annie…' and he clears his throat. I can see he is being uncomfortable.

'Is Luke here?' I ask Taylor. I need to get home and attend a meeting which Ros can't handle by herself. The Japanese are kind of sticky when it comes to women leaders.

'Yes Mr Grey. He will be driving you back when you are ready, sir.' Taylor informs me the arrangement. I know he wants to be with Anastasia and he cares for her like his own daughter. I nod to him and get ready to leave. I know she is in good hands with Taylor and Gail. As I pick up my jacket, Gail enters with a hot food carrier.

'Good Morning Mr Grey. I brought breakfast for you.'

'Breakfast?' I ask and definitely sounded like an idiot.

'Yes, I know you wouldn't have left the room for food, so I prepared breakfast for you. Annie, here, have some soup.' Gail says. Looks like she is in a good mood after speaking to mom.

'Uh? I am fine thank you.'

'I know you are fine Annie, I spoke to Dr Travellyn before coming here.' She smiles warmly, like how mom smiles when she knows I am going to be fine after falling terribly ill, like how I had chickenpox and had very high fever due to the virus.

'Oh…alright. It is soup then.' And she starts drinking her soup which Gail just poured. She then prepared my breakfast, my favorite, omelet with toast and cheese complete with her famous coffee.

'Mr Grey, may I have a word with you in private, sir?' Gail says after I polish of my breakfast.

'Yes Gail.'

To be continued.