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I pulled my phone out of my pocket, knowing what I would find. No signal. That is why I had the radio. Unfortunately it was a radio as old as the arc which couldn't move from the house.

The closer I got to the helicopter, the more damage I could see. One of the rotors looked like it had tried to burrow into the hard ground and another was completely mangled. I could smell fuel as well which when I looked, I could see dripping onto the snow below.

"Stay Boomer" I called to him, not wanting his paws in the fuel.

Walking forward, I could make out one occupant through the cracked wind shield. I looked to see if anyone was with him but he was alone.

"Hello" I called out to him, but received no reply.

"Hello, can you hear me. You need to get out of there."

Still hearing nothing, I moved around to his side and pulled the door. It was wedged by some broken tree branches which after a struggle and a few scratches, I was able to move away.

"Hello, please wake up. We need to move."

I pulled the door open as his head flopped to the side. He had a gash on the left side of his head which was bleeding but if we didn't move soon and this thing went up, he would have more injuries than that.

I heard a murmur from him as I tried to move his legs to pull him out. If I had to I would drag him away.

"Can you walk please" I asked as he lifted his head to look at me.

He rubbed his head, coming back with blood on his hand as he tried to focus on me.

"I know you're bleeding but we need to move away from the helicopter, its leaking fuel."

Finally he stumbled forward and grabbed my hand, pulling me along behind. We made our way back the way I had come as I shouted for Boomer to follow. I had no idea if it was going to go up but I didn't want to be close enough to find out.

The man kept loosing his footing as I tried to move him closer to the house, the light was fading fast and I didn't want either of us out here when the temperature dropped even lower than it already was. We were halfway there when his body must have just given up and he collapsed to the floor.

"Come on, please move" nothing.

I put my arms under his own and dragged him backwards. He was so heavy with his clothes being wet, that it was me stumbling then.

By the time I had reached the house, even I was cold and I had wrapped up warm before I left. This man must be freezing as all he wore was a thin coat and a suit. Neither would give him any protection in these elements.

The fire was probably the best thing I had seen all day as I lay him on the couch in front of it and pulled the blanket off the back. Running to my bedroom I grabbed more blankets from the end of my bed and some of my dads clothes that he kept here. I needed to get him as warm as I could.

"I know you're hurting but I need your help. You can't stay in your wet clothes, you will freeze."

His skin was like ice and I needed to warm him. He was still bleeding from his head wound and I would deal with that later but it would do no good if he froze to death first.

"I'm sorry." I said when he hadn't opened his eyes.

My hands were cold as I put them to the fire, not wanting to shock him. I moved him gently onto his side for a minute to place dry towels onto the now damp couch, before I started to remove his clothes.

First his socks and shoes, then this trousers came off followed by his jacket and shirt. As each came off I replaced them with Dads clothes. I had no idea if I was doing the right think but it was all I could think of doing at that moment. I had found a phone in one of the pockets but had not found any wallet to see who this man was.

"Ange" he mumbled as he struggled to open his eyes.

They opened for a few seconds as he lifted his hand toward my face. As if he had used all his energy in that moment, his hand dropped back to the couch and his eyes closed once again.

"You rest and keep warm, I'm going to hopefully bring help."

I looked outside toward the wreckage and sighed. It was hard to see now through the snow that had started to fall again.

"Kelly the barometer strikes again" I said as I watched the snow get thicker. I had enough trouble getting up the road as it is, it will be too dangerous to get anyone out here until morning now.

"Dad" I called over the radio, getting no answer. I know he will be out in this.

I continued to try the radio, hoping I would get an answer, while I constantly checked on my guest. The darkness had fell outside, although the white on the ground gave it a glow.

"Dad can you hear me" I called again, hearing it finally crackle to life.

"Ana, god its cold out there are you OK."

"I'm fine. I have a house guest, who's not so good."

"What do you mean house guest."

I told him about my walk and the helicopter crashing.

"Dad apart from the gash on his head I couldn't see any injuries . He has some scars on his chest but they look years old. He is so cold though, I'm trying to warm him up."

"Ana we are not going to be able to get the plough through to you until morning. As soon as it's light we will get there but you can hardly see your hand in front of your face out there. Its too dangerous to send someone out."

"I know Dad, I will try to keep him warm until morning" hoping by morning my guest was still with me.

"As soon as it's light we will be on the way. Does this guy have a name" he asked me.

"He has been pretty much in and out of consciousness since we arrived. He does have a phone but it's really smashed up. I haven't found any wallet though, so it might be outside."

"I will look out and see if there are any helicopters reported missing but I don't want you going anywhere near the crash site."

"I won't Dad, I promise. I will see you tomorrow."

I put the radio back, turning to the man on my couch. He was mumbling but it was his shaking that I had been concentrating on more.

"Cold" I heard him mumble, as I walked closer to him.

I stoked the fire and added more logs before finding additional blankets. He was wrapped up like a burrito, when his shaking finally stopped

Getting the first aid kit out, I cleaned the cut on his forehead. Putting a few paper stitches on it, they would have to do until help arrived in the morning.

Now I would just have to wait.

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I got up from the chair, hearing an engine approach. My guest was still on the couch, thankfully still breathing. Although I heard a moan here and there throughout the night, he had been pretty quiet.

I made my way to the door where the snowplough pulled up and was followed by a patrol car and an ambulance.

"Ana are you OK" Dad asked me as he came inside, quickly followed by the paramedics who tended to my guest.

"I'm fine Dad, a bit tired but otherwise OK. I'm not sure about him though, he's been pretty quiet."

"Has he regained consciousness at all Ana" Beth, one of the paramedics asked me.

"He opened his eyes once, but I don't think he was really coherent before he closed them again. I just hope I haven't done anything to make any injuries worse."

"You did good Ana" Beth said.

Dad and I left Beth and Julian to look after their patient as we walked toward the back of the house and on to the deck. Boomer was by my Dads side now, that he was here.

"We need a specialist out here because that is out of my expertise" Dad said, looking at the mangled wreckage. "I'm so glad you're OK Ana" he pulled me into a hug, holding me tight.

"I'm fine Dad, I think my adrenalin took over because I still don't know how I dragged him from down there and inside."

"Well in doing so, you saved a man life."

"I hope so" I said as we watched the man being loaded onto a gurney and moved towards the ambulance.

"Are you going to be OK here" he asked me.

"I'm find Dad and before you ask, I will stay away. Look at Granddads tree though" I sighed.

"It will grow back Ana, its been there for a long time. It will take more than a helicopter to take it down."

"Oh before I forget" I walked back inside and picked the phone up for the table and brought it back to him.

I handed my Dad the phone. I could have been handing him the control for a rocket by the way he was looking at it. I admit I have a phone but even this is too hi-tech for me.

"Did you manage to get it to work" he asked me as I smiled.

"No, I have tried turning it on but it's either broken from the crash or dead. Either way its not working."

"OK I will see if Bradley can do anything with it. I had better get back to the station and on the phone to see what I can do about this helicopter. When I checked last night there was no reports of any going missing but I will keep checking. Its not really something you can lose without missing it. Love you sweetheart."

"Love you Dad."

I watched Dad carefully drive away. He had taken Boomer back with him as with all the debris around, we didn't want him to hurt his paws.

I walked back into the living room and cleaned up the couch from all the blankets that had now been left around. Putting the kettle on, I made some tea.

From the kitchen window I could see the helicopter more clearly. Funny, flying in a helicopter has always been on my list of things I wanted to do but this one wasn't flying anywhere.

Walking back into the living room, I place my tea onto the table. Only when I had sat down did I see the pile of sodden clothes still in the corner. I had forgotten all about them last night. I was tired but I knew they would start to smell if I just left them there so I went back into the kitchen to get a bag.

I placed his shoes and socks in the bag, followed by his trousers and shirt. They had dried out a little bit since last night as they had been near the fire. I went to place his jacket in which still felt heavy. I had checked all the pockets last night, only finding his phone but feeling around now I found a concealed pocket which held his wallet.

It had been right here all night and because the material had been so wet and heavy, I hadn't felt it. Opening it I could see there was cash and cards. I pulled his drivers licence and it was me who got the shock.

"Christian Grey" I gaped at the front door before back to the licence. Christian Grey had spent the night in my living room.

I had only heard of him before, as Kate had interviewed him for the student newspaper a couple of years ago when we had been in college. I think she had insulted him, asking if he was gay. That is all I can remember of it as Kate went on and on about the shock on his face.

I needed to give this to Dad.

Getting my coat and boots on I braved the cold and got into my car. It was easier to drive as the plough had not long since been through here and hopefully it wouldn't take me as long to get to the Station.

"Ana your Dad told me what happened. Are you OK" Kelly greeted me when I got through the door.

"I'm fine Kelly is Dad about."

"No, Mrs March called him out and you know how he is when she calls."

"Yes, she still squeezes his cheeks like she did when he was a chubby toddler. What's wrong with her."

"She managed to skid on the ice and now her car is blocking half the road, he has Bradley with him as they try to move it."

"Miss Kelly, I have your delivery" Josh said coming through the door. "Oh hi Ana."

"Hi Josh."

Kelly's attention was soon taken with Josh so I decided to call the next of kin myself. The sooner they know where he is, the better.

"Kelly can I use Dads phone."

"Sure dear" She said before going out of the front door and to Josh's Truck.

I made my way to my Dads office and shut the door behind me. There was a card in the wallet with the details of the next of kin. Carrick Grey.

I dialled the number but it just rang out for a few minutes before I disconnected the call and tried again. A woman answered this time and she sounded out of breath as if she had been running from somewhere.

"Grey Residence, Gretchen speaking."

"Hello could I speak to Carrick Grey please."

"I'm afraid he is not available at the moment could I please take a message."

"Its urgent, its about his son Christian. Could you please get him to call me as soon as possible."

"Christian. Yes Ma-am could I take your details."

I gave her my name and the number of Dads office here and just hoped they would call.

"Did you want a tea Ana" Kelly asked as she popped her head through the door.

"Please Kelly I would love one. I'm hoping to be getting a call back soon."

"Is everything OK."

"I found the wallet of the man who landed in my garden, I was going to give it to Dad but with him not being here, I called his next of kin."

I handed the wallet to Kelly as the phone started to ring.

"Hello."

"Hello, this is Carrick Grey, my housekeeper said you have information about my son Christian. His helicopter didn't arrived back in Seattle yesterday."

"I know, his helicopter came down in my back garden yesterday evening. With the weather here, we were only able to move him to the hospital this morning."

"Where is here" another man's voice said.

"I'm sorry. Winchester Falls, we're a little town in the Cascades. Lewian is one of the nearest towns to us so that may be easier to find."

I could hear them talking and papers being moved, like they were looking at maps. A woman's anguished voice could be heard in the background and became clearer when she spoke into the phone.

"Is he OK."

"He was in and out of consciousness throughout the night, from a bump to the head I think. He was soaked through by the time I had gotten him into the house so I will have to apologise to him that I had to get him out of his clothes."

"You did the best you could Anastasia, is it OK if we can call you that."

"Yes that's fine or Ana, everyone calls me that here."

"Ma'am we have found your town on the map, it will take us about ninety minutes to get there."

"OK, He is in the hospital here at the moment but I don't know if he will have to be moved to a bigger facility. My Dad is the chief of Police here, Raymond Steele. He will be able to give you any information you need. I would recommend you wrap up warm because it is cold up here."

"Thank you Ana" Carrick said before we ended the call.

I took a sip of the tea that Kelly had put in front of me and I was just bringing it to my lips when I saw my Dad at the door.

"Did you hear" I asked him as he nodded.

"You did good Ana, you did good."

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Christian's point of view will be next chapter.

Take care

Caroline.