A/N: You are the most wonderful followers ever. I definitely prefer you lot over deviantART. Not very nice people over there at the moment. I used to do digital art but no longer I haven't posted this fanfic over there. Your eyes only ;) I hope you enjoy this chapter.
After a few days Christian and I have both been given the all clear to go home. Grace insisted that we stayed with her and Carrick but Christian decided we would go stay at Escala. It was closer to the hospital so less of a distance to travel. I was persistent on that one. After what happened to him I want him close to the hospital in case something happens to him.
As comfortable as we are at our home on the sound, Escala just feels right. We haven't been here for months now and everything is still the same. The ride in the elevator had the same electricity, but Taylor and Sawyer were there. Even with Christian being in two casts he could still give me that same look. Walking into the kitchen I can tell that Gail has been here recently. The oven is on baking something that smells wonderful and there are flowers laid out everyone; the breakfast bar, foyer, library and the lounge. As I walk around from the kitchen to the bedroom, all kinds of memories flood my mind. The contract, my first time, the...playroom. No! We can't! I blush at the thought of the Red room of Pain.
"Fuck it!" I hear Christian yell from the bedroom. As I walk in, I see Taylor and Sawyer carefully putting Christian on the bed. He looks annoyed with his casts. I can't blame him. I was lucky considering. My hands move to my bump. Oh Blip. Please be ok. As I drift off thinking about Blip Christian clears his throat. When I rejoin the rest of the world we are alone.
"Come here, Mrs Grey." He says with a smile, patting my side of the bed. Walking over, I slip off my shoes and crawl up the bed next to him. His free arm open to welcome me.
"You ok, baby?" He asks, kissing the top of my head as I rest it on his shoulder.
"Yeah. Why?"
"You just looked worried when standing there."He states.
"Oh. I am just concerned for Blip."
"Baby, he's fine."
"That's what the doctors say but I just worry. I mean, considering what happened. I came out lucky and I feel guilty for it."
"Don't be. I always make sure that when you're in front the passenger air bag is reinforced for double the protection. And I'm glad I did. Otherwise I would have..."
"Shh..." I place my fingers to his lips. "I'm fine. We're fine." He kisses my fingers. I caress his cheek with my hand and he leans into it. His free hand is on the side of my bump.
"Did you feel that?" He whispers, his eyes filled with joy and wonder.
"Sure did. Blip is just agreeing with his mommy." I smile back.
"Oh Ana. Thank you."
"For what?" I stare at him with wonder, his eyes full of content at this moment.
"For giving me this life with you and making me a better man. I owe my life to you."
"Christian. Thank you for giving me a life." I lean in slowly, asking permission. "I don't want to hurt you." I breathe against his lips.
"You won't." He whispers, pulling me gently to him. His lips mould round mine. His tongue demanding access which is always granted. Oh how he makes me feel. Our kiss quickly turns heated but I have to push away.
"Ana?"
"We can't Christian. Your casts."
"But..."
"No. Now what do you want to eat?" Maybe I shouldn't have asked that after our little make out session because the look he is giving could set me on fire.
"You." He says, licking his lips. Oh my! My cheeks are flushed.
"No not me. Pancakes and bacon?"
"Anything you want to make is perfect for me, but I'd rather have you." I looks down at his hard erect almost bursting at the seams of his jeans. I can't help but smile, that even after everything that has happened he will always be in the mood.
"Don't leave a poor, broken man hanging, baby." He whines a little pouting that pout I can't resist. Nice try Grey! I get up off the bed and as I lean down to kiss his lips I pull at his bottom lip with my teeth, then bite my lip as I leave. And the look he gives me is priceless. Now I'm horny as hell and can't do anything about it.
Eating breakfast in bed with Christian is wonderfully peaceful. I have given him firm instructions that he is not to have his Blackberry on him for at least three days. I know he will want to order people around. He seems to be doing well so far but he does actually fidget. Who knew?
"How many days again?"
"Three. You'll be fine. I've already called Ros and told her." I explain quickly, finishing off my last piece of bacon.
"What would I do without you?"
"You'd still be fucking submissives." The words just came out of my mouth without thinking. Filter malfunction.
"Christian, I'm sorry."
"It's fine. You're right. That is no life. I see it all clearly now." Wow! This is new.
"I'm glad. Now. Let me take these to the kitchen and we can just relax. I am going to do my best to look after you." I tell him and he smiles so softly.
Returning to our bedroom I find Christian has fallen asleep. His pain killers must have kicked in. He looks so peaceful. I move him so he's on his back and then I kiss his forehead. I decided to let him sleep and go for a bath.
Striping as I go I grab his robe, as mine won't fit me at the moment. I've missed this bathroom. The shower and the bath. Pouring a sweet and fruity bath oil into the bath, I run the hot water, steam rising almost immediately.
I look at my reflection in the tall mirror and take in my appearance. This is the first time I've seen myself since the accident. I look terrible! How could they let me out like this?!
Dropping the robe so it pools at my feet I can see the full damage. Ok maybe I wasn't so lucky. How I never noticed these before is beyond me. My legs are scarred and bruised all over. My arms bruised from the needles. My bump...I have a long scare down the left side. Why did Grace never tell me about these? I will have to ask her at some point. No wonder I've been worried about Blip. Now I've seen this I am almost petrified. I won't let Christian see these, I know he will feel guilty and I won't let him.
As I slowly lower myself into the warm bath, the water cascades over the sides. It feels heavenly on my back. If only Christian were able to join me. Resting my head back on the edge I go through all that's happened. But whenever I do everything goes into a blur and I can't remember anything. I must ask Kate and Elliot if they remember anything. I can't remember a thing and it's driving me insane. I wonder if Christian does.
I must have fallen asleep as the water feels colder than before but what wakes me is Christian's screams. I push myself up and out of the bath; careful not to slip I grab the robe and go to him as quick as I can. I see him and he's having a nightmare. Crawling along the bed to him I shake his shoulders. He's sweating, calling my name and it scares me.
"Christian! Wake up." Nothing. I hold his head in my hands and hold him steady.
"Christian. It's me. Wake up." I say as calmly as I can. He slowly starts to settle and then his eyes shoot open, his breathing ragged again.
"Shhh. I'm here."
"Ana." He begins to cry, his free hand around me already. I have never seen him cry like this before. It's almost full blown sobs, but I know he is fighting an internal battle that only he can do.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I ask, stroking his hair with my fingers. I have almost wrapped him with my body, covering him, warming him. He just shakes his head in a 'no'. I won't force him, not now.
When he stops crying I settle next to him and pull the cover over us. Just as I lay down he pulls me close to him.
"Your hair is wet."
"I went for a bath but fell asleep. I came straight to you when I woke up."
"I don't want you getting ill but I can keep you warm." I feel his hand pulling at the robe and I freeze up.
"Ana? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just want to keep the robe on to keep me warm too."
"Ok, baby. I love you."
"I love you too." I chastely kiss his lips then settle next to him.
I hope he opens up about his nightmares. I couldn't bare him to be eaten by them.
A/N: Well I hope you like this one. More to come soon! Reviews much loved!