Ana is 17, Mia is 17, Christian is 18, and Elliot is 21.

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"Ana, dear. Derek Hall is here to see you." Dr. Grey's voice rung through my ears. I slowly opened my eyes and saw her standing at my side and the cop from yesterday standing on the other. He smiled and took a seat in the chair next to the hospital bed. "I'll be back to check on you." She started to walk away but I reached out and grabbed her hand. I mouthed the word 'stay'. She smiled sweetly to me and placed her hand over mine. "Okay."

I turned to face the cop.

"Okay Anastasia, I just want to ask you a few questions. We are still trying to find the man who shot your father, but the department is kind of putting it on the back burner. I just want to know how long he's been dealing and if there is any possibility of a lead and more drugs being stashed somewhere."

I sat up in the bed and reached over to grab my notepad and pen. Dr. Grey was very generous in letting me keep them. Once I grasped the pen, I began to scribble some words down. It said 'Since I was 14 and I don't know about any other drugs or who killed him'.

"How old are you now?"

'17' I scribbled.

He nodded his head and wrote down a few things in his manila folder. "How long have you been abused?"

I counted the years in my head and wrote down '4'.

"Do you know where your mother is?"

I simply shook my head no. I had no idea where she was. She didn't care enough to take me with her, there's no way I would want to even think about being with her now. She is no longer my mother. Just a woman who left her child to be abused.

"Do you have any family at all?"

I wrote down 'none'.

"Okay. I'm going to have to call child protective services."

I didn't want that. I know how this will go and i don't want to be with a family that I don't know. How is that going to help me? I'd rather just stay here.

I quickly started writing down my thoughts. But I didn't show them to the cop. I showed them to Dr. Grey.

'Please don't let him do that. They'll put me in a foster home and I don't want to be with a family I don't know. I can't handle that. Don't let them take me. Let me stay here.'

I almost thought I saw her eyes water but it quickly passed once she blinked. She looked at me, eyes filled with compassion, and then she turned to the cop. "Can I speak with you please?"

"Of course."

She gestured for him to walk out the door. She followed behind and gave me a smile. I was panicking. I didn't want to go into a foster home. It didn't sound appealing. It sounded terrifying. Who knew what any of those people were like? Half of them were only doing it because of the money. No, I wasn't going to be put into a situation like that. Not me. I've already been through enough. But I still couldn't shake the feeling that I might have no choice. My hands gripped the bars of the bed. I could feel the sweat and my hands getting clammy. Suddenly it was hard to breathe. I could hear the beeping on the monitor getting faster, making me freak out even more. I was brought back to a moment when I was being shoved into that God awful safe.

His hand came across my face, no doubt leaving his mark. "Get the fuck in there you little bitch." He slapped me again. I didn't want to go in there. I couldn't possibly. So I didn't. There was no way. But he wasn't taking no for an answer. His hands wrapped around my neck and gripped it tightly. I could feel my lungs being deprived of air. "I said, get in." He threw me in and shut the safe door, locking me in for the next four days.

I gasped for air coming back from my terrifying memories.

"Ana!" I heard someone yell. I couldn't make out what was going on but all I know was I couldn't breathe. "She's having a panic attack!"

The world grew dark as Dr. Grey faded from my vision and my last thought was that I didn't want to be turned over to a foster home.

"Ana.." I felt soft hands caress my forearm. "Ana.."

I opened my eyes and saw Dr. Grey standing over me. "Welcome back. You gave us quite a scare."

I tilted my head giving her a confusion sort of look, hoping it will give her the hint to tell me what happened. She understood the gesture and smiled. "Your body went into shock, making you have panic attack. Everything is fine now. You just need to take it easy. You'll be given some anxiety prescription to help. I know after everything you have been through you'll need some time to cope and readjust so the panic attacks will go away."

I nodded. I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it, giving her my thanks.

"Ana, can I ask you something?"

I nodded.

"Do you want to be put into a foster home?"

I shook my head rapidly, not stopping until she let out a small chuckle. "I see." He face grew serious then. "How would you feel about living with me?" I felt like my eyes grew wide in astonishment. I think they did because she gave me an assuring smile. "I have a daughter who's your age and two sons. One is a year older then you and the other is twenty one." She smiled; thinking about her children I suppose. "I'd love for you to let me take you in."

I didn't know what to say, or write. I didn't want to go into a foster home, that's for sure. Dr. Grey seemed like a wonderful person. She was an amazing doctor, I could only imagine how great of a mother she could be.

She obviously took notice of my hesitation. "You don't have to, of course. It is your decision."

Foster Home? Doctor Grey?

There was no question to it or about it. I grabbed my pen and paper and wrote down 'please take me with you.'

"Good. I already signed the papers anyway."

I laughed. I actually heard myself laugh. Dr. Greys eyes widened in surprise. I brought my hands to my mouth in complete shock. I haven't heard myself laugh in three years.

"You laughed." She smiled.

I did laugh. And it sounded so weird.

"We'll be able to have you discharged later today. I'm just going to check your vitals one last time and you need to get something to eat." She patted my arm. "I'll be right back with some food."

I watched her leave. My stomach started to growl when thoughts of food invaded my mind. Yesterday was probably the best meal I've had in years. It consisted of Spaghetti and garlic bread. It was nice and hot and hit the spot. I've never tasted anything so good. My mom used to make great meals before she left. Her cooking skills were great, but as soon as she left and as soon as my dad turned evil, it all changed. I had one meal a day and if I acted up, I was only allowed a certain number of bites. After a year or two he just stopped feeding me all together and I had to fend for myself, not that there was much in the kitchen anyways.

Right now I could really go for something juicy and fattening like a burger and fries. I don't remember what those things tasted like but I'm sure it was as delicious as it sounded. Dr. Grey came in a few moments later and put my food on a tray, sliding it in front of me. "I know this isn't the best food, but it will have to do for now."

I looked at the food and almost smiled at the scent. It was baked chicken with green beans and bread. I mouthed the word 'wow' and took a big sniff. It smelt better than it looked and I bet it tasted even better than it smelt.

I devoured the meal in five minutes while Dr. Grey watched me in amusement. "Someone was hungry." She smiled.

I looked away sheepishly and tried to hide my embarrassment. "Ana, sweetie, it's alright."

The term of endearment she used made my insides warm. It was a nice feeling.

A few hours passed by and it was finally time for me to leave. I was extremely nervous about what was to come. I didn't know how her family would react. I just hoped it wasn't negative. I got out of the bed and stretched my legs and arms. It felt good to stand up and walk around. "Here. I had these washed for you. The rest of your clothes and belongings have already been picked up from your old home and sent to your new one."

I took the clothes from her and walked to the restroom. I took of the ugly hospital gown and threw on my jeans and my plain white V neck. I stared at myself in the mirror. My hair was tangled in a wavy mess that ran down my mid back. My blue eyes looked washed out and my face seemed to be paler than usual. I was glad the bruise on my left eye had finally faded and my lip was no longer busted. I guess my face had been cleared for a while, but being in that safe makes you lose track of time and perception. I just stared at my face. Emotionless. I was so happy to be going with Dr. Grey, but I couldn't even show it. I wanted to but I had no control.

I exited the bathroom, laying my gown on the bed. "You ready?"

I nodded my head yes and followed her out. When we were down the hall I quickly pulled on her arm and told her to wait with the gesture of my hand. I turned and ran back to the room, grabbing my note pad and pen.

"I have plenty of those at the house Ana." She smiled.

I shrugged my shoulders and we continued to walk.

Once I was situated in the car we drove off. There was a comfortable silence and every time she told me we were getting closer or that we were almost there, I got more nervous by the minute. I'm sure she could sense it. 'Dr. Grey, I'm scared.' I showed her the paper and she quickly glanced then returned her eyes to the rode.

"Please, Ana. You can call me Grace or mom, whichever you're comfortable with, but no Dr. Grey or Mrs. Grey." I gave her a quick nod. "Don't be nervous. Everything will be fine. They'll all love you very much. I already do."

I wanted to smile so badly. I tried but ended up making a small grunting noise. I'm sure I looked constipated.

"We are here."

I looked up and my mouth dropped. I don't think I have ever seen a house so big in my life. I mean it was pretty big. But man, it was gorgeous. I scribbled down the word 'wow' and showed it to Grace.

She let out a chuckle as she put the car in park and turned off the engine. She came around and opened the door for me, taking my hand and helping me off the seat. We walked up the door. Or should I say doors. There were two huge double dark oak wooden doors that had glass windows and big handles. There was a chandelier hanging above us. Way more fancy then a simple light bulb with bugs flying around it. She unlocked the door with her key and pushed it open. I sucked in a lot of air when I saw the inside. The floors were a dark wood and the walls were beige. The foyer had a curved arch and the whole house seemed to have really high ceilings. To the right was a formal dining room that had an entrance to the kitchen and to the left was what looked like some sort of office space. "This way, Ana." I followed Grace the rest of the way in. There were stairs further down on the left side and further down to the right was the kitchen. It was huge and had an open concept design. Along the walls were pictures of children laughing and playing. They all looked so happy, a real family. I hope I wasn't intruding on any of that. In the living room was a bunch of furniture and people. One, two, three, fou..four people and a cat. Oh, that cat was so cute. It was all white with two gray streaks by its ears and the end of its tail faded from white to gray. It was absolutely beautiful. I want to pet it.

"Hey honey." A man stepped forward and kissed Grace on the lips.

"This is Ana." She smiled and put her arm around me.

"Welcome to the family, Ana." He smiled and gave me fatherly hug. I stiffened a tiny bit, not ready for this kind of affection. I haven't been hugged for a long time, it's new to me.

He stepped aside. "Mia. Christian. Elliot. Come say hi to Ana." The two boys were playing some type of video game while the girl watched miserably. She looked over when her dad called and she had the brightest smile I've ever seen. She was a pretty girl with short black hair, fare skin, and dark eyes.

"Hi, you must be Ana!" She exclaimed as she wrapped me in a tight hug. "You're so pretty!" She squealed. "Let me show you your room. I picked out all the colors myself and the furniture too, you're going to absolutely…"

"Geez Mia, give the girl a break, she just got here." Mia stepped aside and a muscular guy with blonde hair and blue eyes came into my view. He gave me a crooked smile and hugged me. "It's nice to meet you Ana. I'm Elliot."

I lifted my pen and paper and started to write. 'You too, Elliot. And I think the room will look great, Mia.' I showed it to both of them. Mia's smile grew wider and Elliot chuckled.

"I'm Christian." I turned to the side and was looking into smoldering gray eyes. They were mesmerizing. His eyes widened as I faced him. And he was taking me all in. His copper colored hair added to the beauty of his facial features and his ivory skin. He was built just like Elliot, broad shoulders, tight muscles, except he was an inch shorter. I dropped my pen and paper. Not that I needed to write anything down anyways. I was speechless.

I might not have been able to smile but I knew I was blushing. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. He took a step forward a wrapped me in a hug just like the other two. I swear the world just stopped. He was so warm and smelt so good. I stopped breathing as the feeling of electric vibrations radiated from his touch. It was quickly over once he released me and stepped back.

He bent down and picked up my note pad and pen, giving it back to me.

I finally found some words and scribbled them down. 'It's nice to meet you Christian. Thank you for picking up what I dropped.' I turned it to him and watched as his eyes scanned over the sentence. He smiled. "Your welcome."

"Why does Mia and Christian get a full sentence and I only get three words?" I looked at Elliot who looked hurt but still had a smile.

I didn't want him to feel bad. And I didn't want him to not like me. I just got here. I rapidly wrote down something else. 'Oh, no. Im sorry. Don't be mad. Please.' I turned it towards him and he read, letting out a laugh when he finished.

"No worries Ana. I was only playing around."

I let out a deep breath and relaxed.

"Okay, let me show you to your room!" Mia said jumping up and down.

"How about we all show her." Grace said through a smile.

They all led me upstairs to my room and all I could think about was how happy I am to be here with all of them.

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