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*** Christian ***

"Sir, i found something!" Finch says, bringing me back from my very dark place. It had been two days since i had last heard anything from Ana herself and i was starting to get seriously afraid for her well being. I mean, after reading that note i just knew she wasn't ok and i had to get to her, but so far, every piece of information we had on this Bob character was worthless. The man was obviously covering his tracks and he was pretty good at doing it. But he wasn't better than me or my team, and now i was more than pissed, i was on a man hunt and i wouldn't stop until i found him and Ana. My Anastasia, i just wanted to be with her and tell her how much i had missed her.

"What?" i yell at him, unaware of my tone until i see him flinch a little. Wow, i must seem utterly scary right now. Good.

"The man has a property somewhere in the woods, just outside of Seattle. It doesn't show on his IRS files, so i guess he wanted to keep it hidden or something. It's a few hours' drive from here so we should get going immediately. I have the GPS coordinates, we're good to go." he says.

"Ok. Let's go!" i say, already rushing out of the door, eager to find my Anastasia and hold her in my arms once again, this time, determined not to lose her, ever again.

As i got into the car, my phone started ringing and subconsciously i picked it up, hoping to god it was Ana on the other end. But as soon as i pick up, i regret almost immediately doing so.

"Ana?" i say, every bit of my body earning to hear her voice once more.

"I'm sorry dear, no Ana for you here." she says, sounding as condescending as ever. God, i was beginning t o really load this woman. Ana was right, she was a bitch.

"I don't have time for your bullshit. I'm busy." i say, ready to shut down that call, when she stops me on my tracks almost instantly.

"I've got Anastasia. Do i have your time now?"she says, making me stop breathing for a minute...What? What the hell? How? And more important, why the hell would she have Anastasia? I don't like this, and if there's anyone that knows what this bitch can do it's me, and now i was truly scared for Ana's sake.

"If you want to ever see her again you will do everything i say when i say it. Understood?" she says, before i can even blurt out a word out of my mouth. That's it, i was full on pissed right now.

"You're lying! If Anastasia is indeed with you, put her on the phone, give me proof! Now!" i yell at her, hoping to dear god she was in fact lying just to get something out of me. I couldn't think of anything worse than having Ana in Elena's hands. I had been there, and i knew how vicious and cold those hands could be.

"She's asleep. But she is fine. For now. And if you do as i say, she will go back home, safe and sound." she says, sounding truly confident in her words, full dominating mode now. She wasn't lying, Ana was really with her, and now i was going for blood!

"You listen to me Elena. If any harm comes to Anastasia, i will make sure you pay every bit of it. You mark my words. You hurt her and i will kill you!" i sneer at her, careful to make my tone as dangerous and filled with evil as i possibly could. Inside i was petrified, but now was the time to put my fifty shades at use.

"Christian, don't threat me. I know how much you care about this dull girl and as long as you do what i want, she will be safe. You have my word." she says, sounding honest and sympathetic. What a bitch! I would rip her throat out for doing this to me, and to Ana! My sweet Anastasia, she would be better off not knowing me at all. I knew that, i always knew. But now was too late, she had been caught in my fucked up life and i had to get her back. I just had to.

"What do you want Elena? Why are you doing this?" i asked her, keeping the anguish and sorrow off my voice, not letting her know just how destructed i felt at this point.

"I want you Christian. You know i love you. You deserve to be loved by someone who can give you what you need and desire. And little old Anastasia is not that person. You are mine and i want you to stop settling for less than what you deserve. That's all i want. You my dear" she says, causing my stomach to role on itself. I actually had to control my gag reflex. She was insane, lunatic. She was truly crazy. How the hell could i love someone like her? She was insane enough to kidnap Ana and hold her hostage because she claimed to love me.

"Elena, i will never love you. No matter how many times you say you do, you have no idea what real love looks like. You couldn't love even if it was the last thing you could do. You are a crazy, unbalanced, ridiculous excuse of a woman. And when i find you, i will make you regret ever standing in my way. I will find you. You have my word." i say, calm and confident, my dominant side taking over. And as i said it, i ended the conversation. She had burned every bridge in our already fucked up friendship, and i was taking no prisoners. She was fucked.

"Sir, Finch has Mrs. Lincoln location. We are heading there now" Taylor says, aware of my not so friendly mood at this point. Good. I guess Finch's idea to trace every call made to my phone the past two days was finally paying off. He had suggested it after considering this whole Ana disappearance to be a personal attack against myself. I guess he was right.

"Good. I can wait to get my hands on that bitch!" i blurt out. Every bit of me wanted revenge, on the woman who had shaped my entire life and was now trying to destroy it.

An hour drive and we were here. Apparently she hadn't been to careful to hide her location, which was weird. The call was traced back to a Motel, not very far from Seattle. It wasn't exactly her style to choose places like this, but i guess she reserved this place for special occasions.

"Sir, maybe you should wait here. Let me check to see if she's alone or not" Taylor says, but i refuse to just stand still, knowing damn well Ana might be in serious danger.

"Not a chance in hell. I'm going. Just make sure you get Anastasia out of there as soon as we get in. I'll deal with Elena." i say, not giving him space for arguing.

"Ok. Stay behind me until i clear the place." Taylor says, to which i node in agreement. After all, he was the professional and i trusted his judgement.

We make our way into the crappy Motel, and stop and the reception. Crap, we had no time for this.

"Hello. My name is Callie. Would you like a room?" she says, pausing a little too long on my face, probably recognising me. It's just a face love.

"Do you have anyone by the name of Elena Lincoln staying here?" Taylor asks, relieving me from this ridiculous task. I mean, there was someone trapped in one of their rooms and she obviously had no fucking clue. Great job at monitoring this place.

"Yes we do. But i can't give you the room number, it's against regulations. I'm sorry sir." she says, looking truly sorry for this inconvenient. Ok, that's it.

"Listen to me. If you don't tell me what i want to know i will buy this poor excuse of a Motel just so i can fire you and everyone else in it and then i'll take the information anyway. Now, the room number." i say, business man taking over me.

"S-sorry sir. O-Of course. Mrs. Lincoln is staying in room 12. Do you need someone to take you there?" she says, now completely scared for her job. Good.

"No. We'll manage" Taylor says, signalling me to follow him.

When we finally get to room 12 i fight the urge to just barge in and kill that bitch. Instead i let Taylor do his thing. He decides to play a trick on Elena, and pulls the fire alarm, conveniently close to her room. Then we wait for her to open the door. A few seconds after, the door opens and a very confused and irritated Elena walks out. When she locks eyes with me, i see nothing but fear splashed across her face. Yes, she should be scared.

And before she could say a word, Taylor grabs her, wraps her hands behind her back and pushes her back into her room. He was good i'll give him that.

"Where's Anastasia?" i ask confused, after looking around the entire room to find nobody else but Elena herself.

"I don't know." she says, with a hint of malice to her tone.

"Elena, where is she? Tell me now!"i yell at her, unable to hide my frantic state. She was playing a dangerous game here.

"I only told you that because i knew you wouldn't stop until you were with your precious Anastasia again!" she says, futilely trying to get free.

"You lied?" i ask her, not sure what to believe anymore.

"Yes, i did. I needed to get you alone. Now you are mine my love" and as she says this, i hear a gunshot, Taylor falls unconsciously on the floor and before i can make sense of what's happening, i'm knocked out by something hard. And before i close my eyes and embrace darkness, i see her twisted and cruel smile.

I was fucked, and right now, Ana was still missing. My sweet Ana, i will find you. Always.