Stepping into the apartment, Christian frowned slightly not seeing Ana. Taylor had already informed him that Gail had gone shopping so he was expecting Ana to be curled up on the couch with a book seeing as it was currently her favourite pass time. "Ana?" He called glancing around before heading into the kitchen, popping his suit jacket on the back of the chair before seeing a number of items on the counter he frowned slightly before his eyes widened seeing a number of knives. Hearing rummaging in his study he quickly ran to the noise. "Anastasia!" He called in panic before he then relaxed slightly seeing she was alright but frowned seeing her sat in his chair going through his draws. "Ana what's going on?" He asked looking to her. "What are you looking for?"

"I can't take it anymore…" She stated distractedly as she kept looking through, opening another draw and quickly going through it.

Christian's heart broke. What did she mean? Was she leaving him? But that didn't explain why she was in his draws. "Baby what do you mean?" He asked stepping closer to her, his face riddled with concern and worry.

"Ah-ha! Got it!" She grinned and pulled out a ruler from the desk and instantly slid it down her cast, relief washing across her face as she relaxed back in the chair slowly. She had an itch and it was driving her crazy!

Moving over to her, he perched himself on the edge of his desk and looked to her, arms folding across his chest "Had an itch did we?"

Ana nodded as she kept moving the ruler up and down her arm. "Yes. It's been driving me crazy for the last twenty minutes. I've tried everything but nothing fitted down there. I knew you had a ruler somewhere. It's only my hand that's broken so why did they have to plaster me up to my elbow I don't know." She grumbled before rolling her eyes and looking to him. "How was work?" She asked looking to him. "I was going to ring but I didn't know how busy you were going to be and I didn't want to disturb you…"

"Quiet. Ros has pretty much sorted everything while I've been off. I've only just had to answer a few emails and make some calls." He smiled to her. "Doesn't matter how busy I am I'll always have time for my wife." He told her with a soft smile. "How was your meeting with Flynn?"

"Good." Ana answered him as she swung in the chair slightly. "He gave me lots to think about and he said we should talk which I would like to do after dinner."

"Of course. Whenever you're ready we can talk." He told her with a smile. "Would you like to see him again?" He asked curiously to her. "Or was the one session enough?"

Ana gave a nod. "I'd like to see him again. I don't think my issues are going to be cured in one session but he did help a lot I think. I guess time will tell but the main thing for him was for us to talk properly and I think we need to do that…" She looked to him. "No matter how hard or upsetting it may be."

Christian nodded to her as he offered his hand to her.

Ana looked to him before she put the ruler down on the desk before she took his hand and got to her feet, moving to stand between his legs she rested her hands on his thighs, looking to him before her eyes moved over his body before her hands moved to his shirt as she unbuttoned it, well best she could with her one hand, she couldn't quite grasp buttons on her broken hand. Once she could see his scars on his chest she moved her hands to her own top as she pulled it up over her head and tossed it onto the chair, leaving her in her bra as she rested her hands on his thighs once more as she examined his scars but stayed silent.

Christian watched her carefully. He didn't want to make any sudden movements and end up frightening her. As she stayed quiet he looked to her, trying to see if he could make eye contact with her. "What are you thinking?" He whispered to her.

Her blue eyes met his grey ones. "Touch me…" She whispered back to him.

Christian looked to her. "What?" He asked quietly. He never thought she'd come out and say that. Not yet anyway.

Pulling out a tube from the back pocket of her jeans she sighed a little. "One of the things Flynn said was that if my burns are still hurting to the extent you can't touch me then I should have gone to the hospital to get a cream or something sooner. So when I left Flynn I went to a chemist and got this…" She passed the tube of cream to him. "I want you to put the cream on my burns." She told him.

Taking the tube Christian sighed a little as he looked to her. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't hurt me." She told him. "I know you won't intentionally hurt me….but with the burns…I can't distinguish where the pain is actually coming from right now. I don't want to be afraid anymore. I miss your touch." She whispered before she moved her left hand onto his chest, over his heart. "You let me touch you when before this was considered a hard limit…" She mumbled before she looked to him. "To not touch you was so hard…but then you let me. You let me in and gave me every part of you." She looked to her hand then back to him. "I can't imagine what it's like for you not to be able to touch me when it's never been an issue before. I want you to touch me…"

"It's hard." He admitted to her. "Not touching you…has been the greatest challenge of all but I don't want to hurt you or push you before you're ready."

"You won't." She told him before she moved her hand to his cheek. "Please…do this for me. I want you to do it…"

Christian looked to her before he gave a slight nod. Pressing a kiss to her hand he then unscrewed the lid of the cream before he looked to her. "If it gets too much you must tell me to stop…"

Ana nodded as she then turned around, grabbing the hair tie from her pocket as she tied her hair up. "Start with the ones of my back and neck…" She whispered. "They don't hurt so much."

Christian nodded before he looked to the burns. They weren't as red as the one on the front of her body. Putting some cream on his finger he started with the burn in the centre of her back, hovering his finger for a few minutes before gently applying the cream. He felt her stiffen but she relaxed soon enough, just like when they would spoon in bed.

"I don't even remember him burning me there." Ana confessed keeping her eyes ahead of her. "When I woke up once I felt like a sting…but I didn't realize they were burns until the doctor went through my injuries when I woke up." She whispered to him. She needed to tell them about the burns.

Listening to her as she explained her back injuries, Christian tried to keep his cool but it was clear she wanted to get this off his chest. Squeezing some more cream onto his finger he then moved to the burns on the back of her neck and behind her ear. "Done." He whispered before he watched as she turned around to face him. Popping some cream onto his finger he then looked to her burns before looking to her. "I'm going to start with your arm." He informed her softly. "Then I'll go to your hip…and then your collarbone." He was going in the order that looked less sore. Her arm didn't look like the ones on her back but the one on her collarbone was quite bad.

Ana looked to him before she gave a slight nod. "When we get into bed later…I want you to do my thighs too."

Christian nodded to her. "Of course." He whispered before he moved some cream onto his finger and gently applied it to the burn on her arm, his jaw clenching slightly as she flinched at his touch. This was killing him. He really didn't want to hurt her.

"Sorry…" She mumbled to him with a sigh. She didn't know why she flinched. She knew he wouldn't hurt her. "I vaguely remember him burning my arm… He burnt my collarbone but the pain…it was too much and I passed out, but I could feel him dubbing the remainder out on my arm…"

"Don't be sorry." Christian told her with a soft smile. "Remember if it's too much…just tell me to stop." He looked to her. "You don't have to tell me how you got these if it makes you uncomfortable."

Ana looked to him and let out a shaky breath. "I want to tell you..."

Christian nodded a little before he then moved onto the burn on her hip, his eyes moving to hers to let her know he was going to touch her before he applied the cream gently to her hip. As her body stiffened as she held her breath, his heart broke. Oh how he just wanted to take her pain away for her.

"He did that after he beat me up." She whispered before looking down to her cast. "I tried to push him away but that's when he burnt the inside of my hand before stomping on it." She sighed. "He left shortly after but it wasn't long before he was back. By then I had found the screwdriver…then I stabbed him and ran." She whispered, her eyes locked onto him.

Applying the last bit of the cream to his finger he then moved his finger to her collarbone, taking a deep breath he then gently applied the cream, he could feel the tears welling in his eyes as he heard Ana choke back a sob as he touched the burn.

"He asked me what did you have that he didn't…I told him you were a good man and that I loved you. He didn't like that answer." She whispered before she looked to him. "Please don't cry…" Ana whispered seeing his watery eyes.

"I want to kill him…" He whispered, his voice dark as his hand dropped into his lap. "What he did to you…" He trailed off and shook his head.

Cupping Christian's face with her good hand, Ana wiped away the tear that slid down on his cheek. "No you don't….because if you do and I lose you…" She trailed off as her own tears slid down her cheeks. "I can't do this without you Christian. I need you. Our baby needs you. Promise me you won't go after him."

Christian looked to her before he sighed and nodded. As much as he wanted to end Jack, he couldn't do that to Ana. Couldn't leave her. Couldn't leave their baby. He had to be there for her. "I promise." He whispered to her before he gently cupped her face with his hands. "I love you so much…"

"I love you too." She whispered through her tears before she sighed and for the first time since before Christian went to New York….she kissed her husband.

Kissing her back, he happily held her close, his hands remaining on her face before he broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to hers. "Come on…let's get something to eat and then we can talk some more."

Staying close to him, Ana just gave a slight nod, her eyes closing briefly. It felt good to get that part of it off her chest. She was so scared to tell Christian about her burns, scared of what he would do, but like John suggested. She told him. She had to tell him. She couldn't keep him in the dark any longer.

"Thank you for talking to me…I know it wasn't easy for you." Christian whispered as he pressed a kiss to her forehead, moving his arm gently around her waist as he slid off the table and looked down to his wife, holding her petite body close to his. "What do you fancy to eat?"

"Something stodgy.."

Christian smiled. "Well why don't you go and grab one of my t-shirt so this cream doesn't wipe off and I'll go see what Gail's cooking?"

Ana smiled and nodded. "Okay." She whispered before she lent up and pressed her lips to his once more. It felt so good to be able to kiss him again. She had missed him. Missed his touch. She had kept him at distance for so long but now she needed him more than ever to start her recovery properly. It was both mental and physical recovery they had to work through. They had made progress but she knew she still had a long way to go but she knew they'd get through it completely but she knew they would do it. Together.