A/N: This is isn't Bella. This is her friend Jessie. Bella has been stuck at work and school and she apologizes to everyone for not keeping up with posting. She has also said that she is trying her best to keep up with the demand but the theater she works at just released Twilight and it's been hella busy. She is so sorry. So I am trying to fill in for her at the moment.

Thanks for understanding :)

I smile and fall back on the bed."

"Goodnight Christian." I move the keyboard into the corner and slid into the bed and fell asleep. I begin to toss and turn. I sit up and begin to look around. I moved my eyes over to the clock and it's only two in the morning. I pull my hair up into a ponytail and make my to my keyboard. I grab my headphones and put to the side. I began to softly play the Prelude in E minor by Chopin. I begin to tear up some because it is a very sad prelude. I get into and a single tear drops from my eye. I look out the corner of my eye and see a shadow make its way toward me.

Christian's POV

"I take it you know a little classical too huh?" I said. She smiles and plug her headsets in. She moves the keyboard over and scooted to the middle of the bed. I sit down and crossed my legs. "You know I prefer you to have your hair down but you look adorable with it up in a ponytail." She lets out a little giggle and then a sigh.

"I'm sorry I woke you again! I'm a bad house guest." I placed my hand on her leg and she jumped a little but relaxed right away. I take my hand away and look down. I hate the fact that she is like this. I want to take her pain away but I can't knowing that I have my own demons to deal with. "I am sorry that I jumped. Still getting used to you I guess." She shrugs and looks away. I begin to let my mind wander. When we kissed, why didn't she jump then? Is it because it made her feel comfortable?

"No it's ok. Do you want me to stay in here or will you be ok?" I ask her. I want to try and hold her again. She looks around the room and then our eyes meet up again. She begins to smile and it warms my heart. What is she doing to me?

"Yeah! I would like that." She says and she moves to lay on her side facing away from me. I put 2 pillows in front of me and lay down but then she moves the pillow puts one on top of the pillow she already has and throws the other one on the floor. She moves back and snuggles next to me. I put my arm around her waist and closed my eyes.

"Goodnight Chanelle." I say as I plant a soft kiss on her forehead. I can hear her smile and let out a little sigh.

"Goodnight Christian. Thanks for everything." She says breathlessly and like that we are in a peaceful sleep. I am abruptly woken up by thrashing in the bed. I look over and go wide eyed. Shit! She is having another nightmare. I turn on the light hoping it would bring her out of the nightmare.

"No! Gideon get off of me! Help! Someone please help me! HELP!" I jump up and I begin to shake her.

"Chanelle get up!" I yell and she falls back on the bed and her eyes fly open. She sits up and gasp for air. I begin to rub her back. "Are you ok Chanelle?" I am concerned for her. Maybe I should let her see Dr. Flynn.

"Christian? Oh God! I had another nightmare didn't I?" She says softly. She has lost all color in her face. I nod and she gets up and gets dressed. Where the hell does she think she is going this late at night?

"Where are you going Chanelle? It's almost three in the morning?" I say with anger.

"I can't stay here. I feel like I will harm you in some way." She runs to the closet and pulls out her suitcase. I run to her and pick her up.

"You aren't going anywhere Chanelle. I will go back to my room to give you space." I walk out and close the door and made my way to my room. I lay in the bed and I begin to think again. I need to know what he did to her? I know there is more to the story and I will find out.

Chanelle's POV

The next morning I woke up and I was by myself. I looked over and I noticed it was 6:14 am. Time to get ready for work. I turned the water on in the shower and then began to lay out my clothes, make up and jewelery. After about 20 mins, I am showered, dressed and ready for the day. I decided on my black Coach bag to match my outfit and to actually wear my hair down with a bang to spice things up. I walk out and I see Christian sitting at the breakfast bar wearing yet another tailored black suit. He looks scrumptious. I walk up and put my bag on the breakfast bar. "Good morning Mr. Grey. You are looking mighty fine this morning." I say with a smile and he looks up at me and smiles back.

"Good morning Ms. Howard and I could say the same about you. I see you took my advice about wearing your hair down and you even added a bang. You are looking extremely lovely. Would you like breakfast?" He asked.

"Yes. I will take a banana, some greek vanilla yogurt and granola to go. I need to get back to work." I say. I looked down and noticed my keys sitting next to Christian. "Please tell me my car is in the garage." Christian smiled and handed me my keys. I give him a kiss on the cheek and head out the door. I have never felt so good about myself. Even after everything happening with Gideon, I am actually pretty happy. I made it down to the garage and went searching for my car. I hit the unlock button and there it sits in all of it red glory. I hope in and sped out of the garage. I am driving and my phone rings. I look at the caller ID and noticed it was a 212 number. A 212 number I recognized. I rolled my eyes and pursed my lips. I hit the answer button.

"You have 2 minutes to tell me why you are calling me, when do you expect to pay me back for all of the damages done to my house and when will leave me the fuck alone. I suggest you use your time wisely Mr. Cross. Time starts now." He begins to chuckle.

"Well good morning to you Chanelle. To answer all of you questions: because I really miss you, I was in a dark place and I am bringing the money over to your office and never. Chanelle, you have no idea what you are getting yourself into with Grey. He is a basket case and I am just looking out for your safety. Please reconsider it. If you date someone else I will leave you alone but I can't have you dating Christian." I roll my eyes again and scoff.

"Cross, I don't need you fighting my battles for me. I am a grown woman. I can look out for myself. I live life by taking risks. I am sorry. I can't do this with you. You were a risk and turned out to be the biggest regret of my life. Do you know that you left me so broken and battered that I didn't let anyone touch me? Get a clue Cross! You and me will NEVER happen again! How would Eva feel if she found out you went back to pursuing me? She has trust issues already." I pull up in front of my building and I park my car. "I am at work now. Can you try your hardest to not pester me or Christian? As a matter of fact do us both a favor and go back to New York. I'm sure your empire misses you." I hang up and gather all of my things out of the car.

I walk into the office and there are a lot of cards and flowers on my desk from all of my coworkers. I smile and look up and everyone is standing around my cubicle.

"You guys are too much. Thank you so much." I smile.

"It's the least we could do." John said. "I actually have some news for you Chanelle. Come to my office." I walk behind John to his office. We walk in and I close the door and take a seat in front of John's desk.

"Ok! So what the news?" I say while smiling. John smiles at me and holds my hands.

"Well, we have gained a new partner. I think you may know him. Thanks to you and your quick thinking and talking, Christian is a partner for the agency." I begin to clap silently but I wonder why he chose to do it. "Also, the partners agreed that even though you have been here less than a week, they are making you a Junior Manager for the Home Fashion and Design department." I am sitting there speechless. I don't think I can handle this. "It's a new department that they just established a couple of days ago. We weren't to talk to anyone about until they figured out who was going to head that department. Chanelle, I know you will do great and if you have any questions you know where my office is and speaking of office, I need to show you where your new office is." Wow I get a office. How sweet is this? I walk with John out of his office and down a hall. We move to a door and John gave me the key. "Go ahead and open it." He says with excitement. I open the door and I am floored. The office is very spacious.

"This...this is my office?" I questioned John while staring. He nodded and smiled. I could hug hime right now. This day is just awesome.

"You can take the rest of the day to move things in." He says. I walk back to my desk and start putting things into boxes for the move. Once I have everything packed, I begin to move everything into the office. I open the door and I see a bouquet of roses laying on the desk. I put my boxes down and pick up the flowers and the note card.

Congratulations on the promotion

You are the best person to run this department

C.G

I shake my head and smile. Could he be any sweeter? I unpack everything and set it up just how my cubicle was set up. Once everything is in place, I stand back and look around. I feel something missing from the office so I begin to mentally think about how I could dress it up and make it mine.

"Ms. Howard. I don't think you will get anything done if you stand here and stare off into space." I recognize that voice. I let out a sigh and turn around and smoldering gray meets warm light brown.

"Well Mr. Grey I am trying to figure out how to make my rather spacious office less...dull." I say with a smile and I begin to walk toward him. "But with you here, it's throwing off my concentration." He looks down to me as we stand only a mere few inches apart.

"Oh I am terribly sorry Ms. Howard. I was actually coming here to have lunch with you and discuss your plans for your department." Plans for my department?! I haven't really thought about that yet. I shut the door and walk pass him. I look up and look at him. "What's wrong Chanelle?" I let out a sigh.

"A few things. 1) This promotion. 2) Gideon but we will start with this promotion. Did you have your hand in this?" I ask. He looks at me confused and begins to speak but my office phone rang.

"Howard-Jones speaking."

"Hey Chanelle. I have a Gideon Cross here to see you." Fuck! I forgot he was suppose to cut me a check for all of the damages done.

"Tell Mr. Cross to come to my office. We have matters to discuss." I say as I hang up the phone. Christian is livid. I can feel it.

"Why the fuck is Cross here?" Christian says with gritted teeth. I sit in my chair and rub the bridge of my nose.

"He is paying me back for the damages done. He fears that I could go public about the rest of our not-so-normal relationship thus possibly ruining his career." I say letting out a sigh of defeat. "Christian, can you please behave?" He rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Fine but one wrong move he will regret it." There was a knock at the door. I shrugged on my suit jacket and sat at the desk. Christian stood to my right and buttoned his jacket.

"Come in!" I say a little too loudly. Gideon walks in and is stunned. "Mr. Cross." I say coldly. He smiles and closes the door.

"Ms. Howard. Grey." He says dryly. I feel Christian's hands grab mine and give it a reassuring squeeze.

"Cross." Christian's acknowledgement was about as cold as mine. I decided it was time to end the silent pissing contest between my boss and my ex

"How can I help you Mr. Cross?" He smiles and takes a step forward. I can feel the animosity radiating off Christian. I feel like I am going to hear it from him when I am done.

"Well, I owe you an apology and a huge sum of money. Chanelle. I am so sorry! I was in an extremely dark place when I destroyed your house." I scoffed. "I have wired you $25,000 and that should cover the cost of everything and if it doesn't I will send more if you ask." He says but I don't believe him. He has always had hidden agendas. Christian puts his hand on my lower back and I stiffen a little.

"You need to leave. Now!" Christian says calmly but I can hear the anger in his voice. Gideon smiles but it doesn't reach his eyes.

"Well, the last time I checked, your office was next door Grey. If I am going to get kicked out it needs to be Chanelle who gives me the boot and besides she wouldn't do..."

"You need to leave Gideon! I'm so freaking tired of you. The mere sight of you exhaust me." I walk up to him and stare him in his eyes. "You need to go back to New York. You and I will NEVER happen again." I step back behind my desk. Gideon narrowed his eyes and smirks.

"Ok Chanelle. As you wish but just know I have my eye on you. You will give into me one day." He says with a threatening voice. He walks out of my office and slams my door. I let out a breath and fell into my office chair. Gideon is so frustrating. Christian sits in front of me and I finally straighten up.

"I need a glass of wine or a beer." I say while I slam my head on the desk. My hair flying everywhere but Christian is amused. "What's so funny?"

"You Chanelle. If you are going to be a manager, you need to control your emotions. Leave the anger to us professional CEO's." I shoot him a cold glare and then stuck out my tongue. He runs his thumb across his lips and walked away. "I am going back to my office. Finish setting up here." He walks out and I begin to think. Think about Christian. Think about Gideon. Think about how I got this promotion. Think about the thought of being at Christian's mercy. I hold my hand up to my mouth after the last thought crossed. I begin to look around. Maybe I should give him a shot. See how good of a dominant he is. I setup my computer and began typing out an email to Christian.

To:Christian Grey

Subject: I have been doing some thinking...

From: Chanelle Howard-Jones

and I think i'm ready.

Let it sink in...

Chanelle Howard-Jones

Assistant to John Grossman Jr. Manager (Soon-to-be Jr. Manager)

I hit send and began to unpack the last of the boxes. A minute passed and my email notification goes off. I turn and opened it.

To:Chanelle Howard-Jones

Subject: Really now?

From: Christian Grey

Well I guess I need to make arrangements. I'll text you with details.

Christian Grey

Shocked CEO Grey Enterprises Holdings inc.

I begin to shudder but I don't know if it is because I am nervous or if I am excited. I hear my phone go off. I see that I have a text message from Christian.

We will discuss what is expected of you when we get home.

I plan on leaving at 5 and you should too.

Yup! It's nerves. I struggle to find words to say but they aren't coming to me. I simply didn't reply. I finally unpacked all of the boxes and got into my work. I happen to look up at the clock and it is 4:59. I shut down my computer and head out.

"Hey Chanelle!" John calls out. Shit! I need to go now!

"Yeah John?" I walk back and stood in the door frame.

"Congrats again! I will see you tomorrow." John says. I give him a nod and run out of the doors. I push the elevator button. I finally make it to the ground floor and run to my car. I throw my stuff in and I speed off to Escala. While I am driving, so many thoughts are running through my head. Am I really ready to just dive back into that lifestyle? Maybe he'll go easy? Maybe he won't? Oh God I am terrified. What did I do? I finally pull up to Escala and Sawyer is standing outside. He walks up to my side of the car and open the door.

"Mr. Grey asked me to park your car Ms. Howard." He says. I give him a nod and began to walk around to grab my stuff. "Don't worry about that. I'll bring it up." I smile and walk in. I enter the code into the elevator and it jerks upward. I begin to pace back and forth. I feel like I opened up a can of worms I can't close. I finally reach the top and the elevator doors open. I see Taylor standing there and he nods.

"Good Evening Ms. Howard." He says.

"Hey Taylor." I say with a smile. He opens the door and I see Christian standing there wearing nothing but a pair of ripped up jeans. He looks dangerously hot. My breathing picked up and my flesh began to heat up. I shake my head to bring back my thoughts.

"Good evening Christian." I say without stumbling on a word. He smirks and walks toward me.

"Hello Chanelle." He circles me like a predator and I stood still like my feet were glued to the ground. He stops behind me and begins to take in my scent. He leans down and whispers in my ear. "You smell incredibly delicious Chanelle. We are going to have some fun. Follow me." He grabs my hand and steers me up toward the 2 large doors. "Are you sure about this?" He ask. "We don't have to do this if it's going to trigger a memory." I look at him and for once I don't have an answer but my day has been so stressful, I could use a little...relief.

"Yes Christian I am sure." I look at him. He nods and opens the door. He flips on the switch to turn the light on. It's a soft light nothing too harsh. I look around and i'm amazed at the amount of stuff he has but in ways I find this room sort of...relaxing.

"I want you to take everything off except your bra and panties then kneel over there and keep your eyes down." I nod in agreement and began to strip. Everything in my mind is telling me not to do it but I need it. I've gone so long without being able to submit to anyone. I just hope Christian isn't as harsh as Gideon. I go to kneel down and kept my head lowered. I hear movement throughout the room. I wonder what he is doing. I hear him walk toward the door and he locks it. I take a huge gulp. This is it! No turning away from it. I need to face my fear and get back into what I was doing originally. Being the submissive. He walks over and stands in front of me.

"Stand and turn around." He says with such a demanding voice. I practically start coming apart at the seams because of his voice. I do as he ask and then I feel my hair get pulled into a ponytail and braided down. Wow! Even I can't get a good ponytail to braid it down. I feel the urge to chuckle but if this is anything like Gideon, I will be severely punished for laughing.

"Turn and look at me." He says again. I can feel my muscles clinch up all over. This way too hot. "You know you look beautiful with and without clothes on. Now just to be clear. You are completely sure about this. We can stop now." Red flags are going up but I blatantly ignore them.

"Yes! I want this." I say in a whisper. He smirks and forcefully turns me around. He begins to move his hands all over my bare skin. My breathing quickens but I am counting in my head. I need to relax. I need to keep calm. Christian feels my body stiffen and stops. No! Yes! Why did he stop? I turn and I see him look me up and down.

"Chanelle...I can't do this to you. You can barely let me touch you for more than a minute." He says and let's out a heavy sigh. I'm fighting back tears. I start to back away from him. "Chanelle! Wait!" He says as I grab my clothes and run to the room I have been staying in. I get dressed and packed an old messenger bag and sat there. I need to run away for awhile. DAMNIT GIDEON! WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?! I heard another door close and I decided to peek out. I looked at both ends and there was no sign of anyone. I tiptoed out into the living room and no one was there. I made a break for the door and ran down the stairs. About five minutes later I was in the garage. I found my car and sped away from Escala. I begin crying on the way home. This whole thing is taking a toll on me. It's too overwhelming and nerve wrecking. I am in front of my recently fixed house. I miss this place. This was my own little world.

I got undressed and found a pair of my old scrubs and a wife beater I stole from my friend. I looked and noticed my hair was still braided. I undid the braid and wet it to throw it up in a messy bun. I walk out and just laid on the couch. I looked at my phone and noticed I had a voicemail from my dad. I groaned and hit the voicemail icon.

"Chanelle! Are you okay? I got your voicemail and it is taking me all I have not to come back to Seattle. Maybe this move for you was too soon. I trust that Christian has handled the situation like he said he is. Anyway give me a call in the morning when you wake up. I love you Chanelle."

I being to sob lightly and pull my legs up to my chest. This has seriously been the week from hell and I want to get away from it all. My phone lights up and it's a text from Christian.

Chanelle! Where are you?

I don't want to text him back so, I turn my phone off. I see lights in my driveway. Oh fuck! That may be Christian. I run into my studio and close the door. I hear knocking on my door and then all of a sudden a click. WHAT THE HELL?! DID HE MAKE COPIES OF MY KEYS?! I throw myself into one of the closets in the studio and stay there.

"Chanelle? Are you here?" Wait! That's not Christian. "Come out and play you bitch!" THAT'S GIDEON! Oh fuck! What can I do? I feel my phone in my pocket. Thankful it was on silent when I came in. I turned it back on and text Christian.

Look I am sorry that I bailed. I wanted it and when you denied me I was upset.

I am in a bit of a situation...Gideon is in my house again!

I hit send and I am hoping for a quick reply but to no avail there was none. I am sitting in my closet with my knees close to my chest. Suddenly, I hear someone come into the studio. Oh my God this is not happening right now.

Christian's POV

I wish she would text me back. I knew she wanted it but I just couldn't do it! My phone vibrates and I see a text from Chanelle.

Look I am sorry that I bailed. I wanted it and when you denied me I was upset.

I am in a bit of a situation...Gideon is in my house again!

FUCK! I need to get there. "TAYLOR!" He comes running out with Sawyer. We need to go now.

"Sir?"

"It's Cross! He is in Chanelle's house again! We need to go!" Sawyer runs out and grabs the car. I grab a t-shirt and run out with Taylor. Fuck! Why is he doing this? We make it downstairs and I decided to grab my car. I run to it and turn it on and sped up to the SUV. "I am going ahead. Try to keep up!" My tires screech and I am off. I can see the SUV behind me. All I can think about is how scared Chanelle must be right now. I make it there and the SUV pulls up behind me. I see her door wide open and the Bentley SUV sitting in her driveway. I run in and survey what damage has been done which looks minimal.

"HELP ME! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP!" SHIT! THAT'S CHANELLE! I run and look everywhere to see where she is then it dawned on me. I ran to her studio and listened. "PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP..." I heard a loud slap. I hear her sobbing lightly

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! NOBODY IS HERE TO SAVE YOU! Now to finish what I started 3 years ago." Gideon says. I burst through the door and tackle him. I am waling on his face until he is bleeding. I see Chanelle in a corner with her knees to her chest rocking back and forth. I stop and look at her and I noticed the small cut above her eyebrow and the ripped shirt. She is looking off in the distance whispering to herself.

"Everything is ok! Everything is ok! Everything is ok! 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10..." Geez she is really shaken up about this. She turns her attention to me and she becomes wide eyed. I slowly walk to her.

"Chanelle? It's me. Christian. Are you ok?" I say gently. I don't know what to make of this. She shakes her head quickly. "Can I get you anything? A glass of water?" I ask and she shakes her head.

"Gone..." She whispers out. I can barely hear her. She is too beautiful to be this broken. She looks to me for answers and then she turns her attention to Gideon's body. She looks down, grabs her hair as if she was going to rip it out and let's out a chilling scream. I yelled for Sawyer and told him to take Gideon's body and put it outside for his driver to deal with. I called Flynn. Maybe he could help her. Within minutes he was at the house.

"Christian. Do you know whose Bentley that was? It nearly ran me over." He nods

"John. Gideon Cross. I'll explain later. Can you please help me? She is in this mental state that I can't bring her out of." John smiles.

"Christian. This should be familiar to you. It looks like she is showing the same traits as you when you were a kid but I will do my best." He walks over to Chanelle and begins to kneel down with her. "Hi Chanelle. I am Dr. Flynn. How are you?" She looks at me and then back at Flynn.

"Gone..." She whispers again.

"Who's gone Chanelle?" He says. His voice is calm.

"The monster. He's gone...right?" Flynn looks at me and I mouthed Gideon's name. He nodded.

"Yes Chanelle. He isn't here. It's just me, you and Christian." When Flynn said my name it seemed like she snapped out of her behavior and looked up at me. She crawled away from the corner, away from Flynn and moved to my side and kneeled in the position I had her in the playroom. "Is she one of your..." I shook my head. I don't want that for her. Not how broken she is. I want her to have more which is something I am not used to. "Well, get her cleaned up and I suggest taking her back to your apartment. Keep an eye on her Christian. She may be a little unstable for a bit." John said and he left. I picked her up and carried her to her room. I sat her on the bed and went into the bathroom to wet a washcloth and I wiped her face and neck. I picked her up and carried her to the SUV. I had Taylor drive my car and I sat in the back of the SUV with Chanelle. I stroked her hair trying to get her to relax. She let's out a sigh and then her arm goes limp. She passed out. Oh you beautiful woman! What to do with you?