This is going to a sort of Vampire and fifty shades of grey twist i hope you like it. please be kind and review.

also please note some of this came striaght from Fifty Shades of Grey but I truly didnt know how else to describe his office i find a better you can be sure i will be changing it as right now it works but i just not really happy with it.

Ana's POV

I toss my hair up in a sloppy bun and shrug my shoulder's. *Well this is good as I'm getting* I smoothed my skirt for about the 100th time and fixed my light blue V-neck blouse to cover my bra straps. *Damn Katherine and her sickness forcing me to cover her in an interview with the most eligible bachelor Christian Grey.* I sigh in frustration. I should be studying for my finals, which are next week but here I am off to do her dirty work.

I sulk downstairs and find Kat buddle up in blankets and pillows holding a mug full of steaming broth. "Your supposed to be sleeping." I sigh and shake my head at her.

"I wanted to see you off, thank you again for saving my butt, you are my life saver." Her eyes lit up and her smile grew, even in sickness she could make you smile.

I shake my head at her again an move to the kitchen to grab my keys and my purse. "Well here goes nothing." I mutter and head back to the living room.

"Do you have my questions, the recorder, and the directions?" she asked cocking and eyebrow at me and watched me fish it all out of my purse including my keys to my beloved blue beetle Wanda.

"Your not seriously taking Wanda?" she scoffs and picks up her keys beside her ."Take mine at least I know it will make the trip and in time." As she tosses them at me.

They drop in a pile at my feet at my failed attempt to try and catch them. "Thanks for your concern, but its really not needed, she can make it up there." I stoop to pick them up, ready to toss them back really debating about taking her Mercedes. The ride would be much nicer and it has heat.

"can you make it on one tank of gas? She asks knowing she had me cornered. It would probably take a least two if not more to get there and back an that's even if I made it between stops.

"your right, I'll take yours." I smile and head out the front door. Kate's car purrs like a tame kitten under my feet as I set out onto the nearly empty roads from Vancouver to Seattle. My destiantion is Mr. Greys headquarters, the huge twenty story office, all glass and steel with Grey House written in steel over the doors. *Very clique Mr. Grey* I think to myself as I pull up out front.

I glance at the clock when I get parked, a quarter till Two still about 25 mintues till my appointment grateful not to be late I hurry into the all white ground floor lobby. Everything's immaculate and in perfect order, people hurry to and from different areas of the building, nodding into cell phones, scurrying with cups of coffee and heading into gleaming steel elevators. I walk up to the first rectionist I find.

"Can I help you?" she asks bitterly as her eyes travel down my body. Her perfectly manicured nails tapping away on the desk, her eyes probably making out every flaw I have.

It takes me a moment to find my voice. "umm yes, Anastasia Steele to see Mr. Grey for Katherine Kavanagh."

She arches her eyebrows at me as she hurried types into a computer. *Damn I wish I had borrowed one of Kate's formal blazers when she offered me to raid her closet* "It says here that Miss Kavanagh is expected?" she asks.

"Well you see Kate's sick and so that she didn't get everyone sick so I came instead, I hope its not a bother." I say self consciously and duck my head slightly so I'm not directly looking her in the eye.

"ahh well heres a Visitors pass you'll need to go to the last elevator on the right and press for the 20th floor." She smirked handing over a pass as she went typing away again into her computer.

*Of course I'm just visiting, I would never in a million years fit in to a place like this.* I sigh inwardly as I make my way to the elevator. I never been a true fan of heights to be honest but it was better then having to do at least 20 flights of steps if not more. The doors chime when arrive on the floor and im greated by another receptionist dressed in all black greeting me before I even have a chance to take a step.

"Can I please get you anything…water perhaps maybe I can take your coat while you wait?" she asks her smile infectious as she flipps a stray piece of hair over her shoulder.

"Umm a water would be nice." I smile and make my way over to a very plush waiting area. The white leather chairs blend into the walls and add a very nice expensive touch to the area. "dear god, he must be really trying to put on a show."

I hear shouting lots of it coming from behind doors off to my right. As a platnim blonde comes flying out of the office in tears, brushing past the woman carrying my glass of water roughly cause her to drop it into a million pieces all over the floor instead of stopping she just keeps running for the stairs. I rush over the the receptionist to help her clean up the mess.

"No…no its fine you might cut yourself, I've got this." She bites her lower lip, her eyes telling me to back off and leave her alone.

"Really its no big deal." I say picking up a shard and head for the trash.

"Oliva, what is going on!" another blonde shouts as she scares the living hell out of me causing me to clench my fist the glass cutting deeply into my palm. She rushes to the scene and finshes sweeping the mess up into a dust pan.

"Can I get a towel?" I ask and hold up my clenched fist blood leaking out of the gaps in between my fingers.

"Omg no, Taylor!" she yells and yet another person comes running out of nowhere. "We need the first aid kit, and Mr. Grey needs to stay in his office till this mess is over."

He curtly nods and heads over to the big mahogony doors and twist the bolt in place. *Odd locking your boss in because of a bit of blood* I shake my head and follow Taylor behind a set of doors into a break room of sorts. He set me on a chair and digs out a dusty first aid bag.

"sorry, we normally don't have to use this." He smiles and takes my hand gingerly into his own and starts cleaning it with gental swipes. He presses a wad of cotton to it and wraps it in tape. "Grey Enterprises will be paying for any Doctor or Hospital visits out of the incident. We kindly recommend seeing someone to make sure it doesn't need stiches or that it gets infected."

"It's really nothing, just a little blood I'm sure I'm going to be just fine." I smile at him and place my hand on his shoulder. He tenses under my touch and I quickly take it away. "Thanks" I mutter and stare down at my feet.

"well if your still feeling up to it and as long as you promise not to remove that bandage in front of Mr. Grey he's ready for your interview.

*Like I could dare go out there now and face him, hell he's probably heard about it by now.* I groan at Katherine always getting me into these kind of predicaments. "yeah I'm ready." I smile and follow him back through the hallway in front of the big doors again. I swallow my fear and try to calm my racing heart as he pushes open the doors and ushers me inside.

His back is towards me when I enter the office. Strong, clean cut lines in a fine tailored grey suit. He seems to be watching the city below him pass in a burr of activity.

Here goes nothing "umm hello Mr. Grey I'm Anastasia Steele." I smile and put on my best game face.