Chp25 missing.
a-pov
I don't know what when wrong. The world explodes thru the windshield. We were flying along in the plane, a six person Cessna. When the pilot yelled and the world turned upside down. Just the three of us. I stagger along a tree choked slope. Moving, falling, unable to think or understand. My head is a buzz with noise, weird echoes, like a party you just can't understand the speech. I lay down so tired, so sleepy. I just can't stay awake.
I wake cold and wet. The noise is gone, replaced with the terrifying silence. I am lost in the deep woods. I stare about. Where am I, who am I? my mind is clogged with thoughts and disjoined images. I look at my cloths, simple but expensive. The watch is expensive and complicated. I have a ring on my finger, it's delicate, art deco, sparkling gems. My converse sneaks are torn, muddy, and bloody.
I check my body, nothing major. I stand unsteady. I walk down hill, something about going downhill. I look for water. The trees are an eerie shadow in the filter sunlight. With only occasional breaks to show the sun, high in the sky. I stumble along the animal trails coming to a stream. It's clear, and cool. I drink, it tastes ok. I sleep in the shade of the trees. I wake to the dawns breaking light. hungry, alone, afraid.
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C-pov
The plane is upside down in the trees, I am bleeding from the head. Strapped into the copilot seat. The pilot is dead, a tree branch speared him. I try to move but the pain is bad. I try to call out for Anna. I can't speak. I see her walking away, lost in a hazy of pain. She simply wanders away.
The dawn brings a sound, a helicopter is hovering near by, Taylor pulls the door open. I am saved. Where is Anna? I try to talk but the world simple fades away.
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Taylor pov
The plane is missing. The radar lost them near Traubel lake. The plane was in route to a private lodge in the Canadian wilderness north of Whistler. I mount a search effort, just after dusk, a pilot spots the wreckage. We will launch the rescues before dawn, arriving near daylight. I will not fail to find them, or bring their bodies back for burial.
The terrain is bad; we are forced to sit down more than a mile from the plane. I find the pilot is dead. Christian is upside down in the straps, a head wound, and broken arm. Anna is missing, Sawyer finds a trail, shit she wander off. I send Sawyer and Warren to follow her. As the rest move Grey back to the chopper.
The Family is waiting in Calgary the nearest city. The Mounties but at an alert for Anna. The family is subdued. The Major is flying back early from Hawaii. I return to the area. Sawyer radios that she is going downhill and likely moving down the valley. I move ahead to the mouth of the valley. Part of the team will stay here, while I lead the rest uphill. We have two tracking dogs. I hope to find her before any more harm comes to her.
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Anna pov:
I wake to a fire; I'm covered by a fur pelt. I start to rise up, but my head hurts, I lay back down. I can't hear anything. I shake my head. Shit big mistake. Ugh! Big mistake. I feel hands on me, hard rough but tender, delicate. I look into a scarred face, distorted and mad. I gentle reach out a touch his face.
The giant, seem shocked, I gently stroke his face. He cries, and moves away. What did I do wrong? I sleep. Later he wakes me, feeding strong beef soup. I feel better, I can hear the clanking of the pots, and the whistle of the wind. He lifts me up, carrying me to an outhouse. He sits me on the seat, I realize I'm mostly naked, just an oversized shirt. I blush, he closes the door, and waits.
I wake to the fire and pelt covering me. my mind is a jumble of thoughts and images. I rest my eyes, as I hear the most beautiful voice, singing. He enters the cabin, I think it a cabin, with a gentle quiet steps. I look at his angry face, I see it's just scars, he is happy. I motion him to me. I point at myself "Anna"
He nods. Points at himself "Grizzly" I laugh. He nods a lot. Giggling his mirth. "please sing some more." His sweet voice lulls me to sleep.
Waking to a loud war movie playing nearby. I look about the cabin, it's not a movie. But a firefight. I stagger to the door. Peeking out I see Grizzly down near the wood pile shooting. Rolling, shooting. I remember dad and his friends doing that. It's called? It's called? Fire and maneuver. Yes, that it. Who is he shoot at?
I see Sawyer run behind a tree. Shit. It my rescuer. "Grizzly stop!" he looks at me. "Sawyer ceases fire!" "everyone cease fire." I step out the door and walk into the light. the fire fight stops. Grizzly moves to stand in front of me. He turns as Sawyer and Warren walk into the clearing. Grizzly is wary, always keeping me behind him. "Grizzly it's ok. These are my friends. they wouldn't hurt you." "Hurt you? You said bad people were hunting you?" I must have talked in my sleep. "Yes, but these aren't it. Do you understand?" he nods "you sure?" "Yes, I'm sure. I have to leave." "you promised to help me, be better, be safe" I don't remember, but it sounds like me.
"Ok, get your stuff, we'll get out of here." He nods and goes into the cabin. "Anna it's about six miles to the helicopter. Can you make it?" I don't know. I soon find out I don't need to. Grizzly simply hoist me on his back and carries me the six miles. Along the way we meet Taylor and the rest of the party. Christian is alive, I think but can't place the name or pull up the image "Christian who?" "Anna, what do you remember?" "Dad is in accident, and I'm being sent to live with my mother. Why?" "Anna, that was years ago. Your eighteen, sophomore in college, engaged to Christian Grey. Do you remember Christian Grey" I stare with a blank look? Looking at my ring. My engagement ring.
The ride to the Hospital is boring. I watch the world blur by. Lost in thoughts of my fiancée. I can't seem to focus on anything. I lay in Grizzly arms, safe. Taylor tries to explain, related what's missing. But my head is a jumble. I wish I knew what was going on. The doctor's exam me, I have a concussion, and some bruise ribs. Nothing serious.
I'm wheeled into a private room. a copper head is sleeping on a pillow. Chris, my lover. I leap out of the chair, and run to him, cuddle his face as he wakes up. I crawl into bed, careful to not hurt him. His arm is in a cast, head wrapped. I kiss him. "Did Grey do this to you?" he looks lost, confused. "I love you Chris, I don't want to marry Grey. I don't know why I said yes." He looks at the herd of family that followed me into the room. They all look confused.
Kaylee, my new step mom "Anna head injury has her confused, she obviously is still missing memories." I start to argue. "Anna do you love me?" "Yes! Chris with all my heart." He smiles, I melt into him. "Well, Grey can live with that" I look at him confused, I'm not sharing with anyone. I'm getting mad, "Anna, do you know who I am?" "Yes, Silly. Your Chris, my lover, my soulmate. My world." He smiles. "Yes. I am all that and more. My name is Christian Grey, your fiancée, boyfriend, soulmate, and lover."
I stare, gawking at the information, oh. Boy did I just stick my foot in it. Everyone laughs but me. I blush fire house red. As Kaylee covers us with a blanket. "You too sleep, rest. the doctor says we can move you too to Seattle tomorrow." She shoo's everyone out the door. I try to talk but the light fades. An I feel home.
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Taylor pov.
Anna is jumbled, I've seen it before with head trauma. The big guy, grizzly is another matter. There is something about him that has me unsettled. His eyes are tightly focused on Anna. His almost obsession with her. he carries her, holds her hand. Refuses to be side tracked. Even as Kaylee moved the family out. He simple sat at the door. Refusing to move. I have to get a bead on him. I ask if he has a passport, he nod. I ask to see it he shakes no.
Sawyer and Warren discuss the fire fight. The guy is obviously military, special forces. Sawyer say he only talks to Anna. I will need to get Anna to help. He is total focused on her. I watch him move about the floor. Like he knows where everything is at and who should be there. He picks up a nurse and drags her to security guard. "She doesn't belong here!". The nurse turns out to be paparazzi, trying to sneak picture of the couple.
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At the airport, Anna refuses to help me. Her shadow is pushing her chair. Mia is pushing Grey. With the family and security spread around them. I watch as we check into the private flight. Grizzly just picks up Grey and carries him into the plane. Returns and does the same for Anna. He sits in the back with us. He doesn't speak, other than the occasional grunts.
The customs agents enter the plane. We hand are passports, they check them. Grizzly name is Johnathan Baer Sumter, of Kings Bay, Georgia. Military stamps, navy. Officer codes. I will have to check them out. He seems not the type, although his face is spider web of scars. Making him look angry and mad all the time.
We Arrive at Escala, Anna remembers more and more as we return home. Sumter is put in a spare bedroom. Anna asked Dr. Grey about plastic surgery for Sumter, she will pay for it, Chris corrects her. they will pay for it. She nods, didn't even try to fight. She seems to have had the energy drained from her. the ordeal of the plane, and injury have turned her meek. Unsure of herself. The confident miss Steele is missing.
They retire to their room. Sumter stalks the penthouse. Gail immediately takes to him, I'm jealous. Sawyer is intimidated by him. Not an easy feat. I call Welch. He can't get the service record, or FBI file. It's like Sumter doesn't exist. I call so pals they draw a blank. Who is this guy sleeping inside my security zone?
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Three days' latter
Welch called. He's coming over with a guest.
I am not prepared to have a rear Admiral walk out of the Elevator. Nor am I prepared for Mary to Scream "Uncle Max!". Seem that Rear Admiral Hawthorne was her grandfather's Flag Lieutenant and Military Attaché in China. He hugs the girls; Mary introduces him to her sister Anna. The Admiral announces she his god daughter too. No and or buts about it.
He turns to Sumter. "It good to see you Warrant Officer Sumter, we've been looking for you." He shrugs, "I quit, I can't do what I use to. I guess I go back to being a lawyer." The Admiral is un-phased. "If you are happy, that all I care about. But the issues are still pending."
"What issues, Sir?" He smiles "Warrant Officer Sumter is a designated medal candidate" I gap, as does Sawyer. Everyone else is drawing a blank. I start to speak. "It don't matter, Admiral, it just doesn't matter" Sumter speaks. Anna walks over and hugs him. Whispering something in his ear. "Thank you Admiral, please call, we'd love to have you over for dinner, tonight or tomorrow, depending on your schedule. Taylor will show you out."
Boy, Anna just kicked the Admiral out, he seems un-phased. We escort him to his car. He turns. "Gentleman, I am not offended in any way. I am aware of the Mr. Sumter anxiety over his injuries and the medal. I will tell you that he was a highly rated, respected member of the Navy's elite PARA-RESCUE. He holds two Navy Cross, four silver stars, and five flying crosses. He was injured rescuing civilian children during a mortar attack on an orphanage. He is one of the bravest, and selfless men I know. He is a hero, in every definition you can name." we nod, shake hands. He leaves.
Welch stands looking at the sky. No a good sign. "His only close relative died at the hands of her boyfriend, while he was in the hospital recovering. He disappeared. His doctors are concerned he will latch on to Anna in a sexual way. A kind of obsession, manic need to love someone, he sees as weak, and needy. Transference they call it. He couldn't save his sister. He'll put his emotions, guilty, self-loathing, impotence over his sister issues into protecting Anna. We need to be aware we might have to put him down." I will need to up my Ammo loads.
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Anna pov:
The Admiral left. We talk quietly in my office. John confess everything, his past. His sister, the need to protect me. I see a kindred soul. He sees Christian as my husband. Steve with Mary. I realize he need a job. He will be my new CPO. He is lonely, the facial scars have destroyed his chance for romance. We girls will find him a girl. So one with compassion and caring personality. I will talk to Grace about fast tracking the surgeries to lighten the scars.
I know Taylor and Welch are concerned. But I have talked to Chris. He talked to John. He agrees to give him a chance. I am happy. As the world rights itself and the jumble in my head get smaller and smaller. I miss the chance for summer in the mountains, just me, Chris and small lodge is the woods.
