Christian had never made the journey between the Grey house and Escala so quickly, glad that he had brought such a bloody expensive car that could manage the speeds he was pushing it to. He pulled up at the side of Escala, in the 'slip road' area before the car park. This was where Ivy was, sitting on the flat stone paving's with her back against the wall of the building. She had the same clothes on as before, a black zip up jumper now the only thing protecting her from the nonstop torrent of Seattle rain, the material soaked and the hood was doing nothing to keep her hair dry. Ivy had her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms tightly around her legs, evidently freezing cold. Not only was it wet but the temperature had dropped as the sun set.
There was a small sports bag next to her on the ground that Christian noticed as he got out of his car, shouting her name loudly. She heard on the third shout and looked up, looking shocked as he hurried over, both of them having to shout over the rain. 'Why didn't you call me? I would have come and got you!' 'I-I-I didn't know what I was doing- I just got on a bus' 'you got all the way here on a BUS?!'. Christian sounded annoyed and angry, though he noted quickly the expression in her eyes, she looked broken. 'Come on; get out of the rain Ivy'
'No!' he blinked in confusion, noticing how her choice of Converse hadn't been a good one, the canvas had absorbed a lot of moisture and he realised that she must have been freezing. 'What do you mean 'no'? You're my sister, and I'm taking you to get showered, changed and fed' 'Why are you doing this?' 'What?' 'Why are you doing this for me? I'm not the sort of person you want in your little empire Christian'. He looked annoyed, but not really at her particularly 'I don't care what you're like, you're my sister'. Without another word he held out his hand. A few seconds fell between them in the onslaught of rain before she took his hand, then he walked swiftly to her bag and into the main entrance, Ivy following behind.
Christian nodded to the bemused looking girl at the front desk 'Kyra, this is Ivy- my sister. She'll be staying a while, please put her in my file' she nodded quickly and began writing something down as Christian slid his keys across the desk 'my car is parked out on the side, please have it moved'. The girl didn't look surprised in the slightest and Christian had a hand on Ivy's back as they walked to the lift. The doors closed and he looked over her 'do you want something to eat?' she shook her head and sighed, shivering as the doors opened again in Christian's apartment.
Her eyes widened a little and he led her into the great room, where her jaw practically dropped, glancing around at the place around her. 'Wow...' he found himself laughing slightly 'it's not a bad place. Come' he beckoned her after him. Ivy followed, leaving drips on the floor after her.
He led her into the spare bedroom- not the one that the subs sometimes stayed in- the one that was like a small suite. It had a large bedroom area with a huge bed in the middle covered in soft pale blue sheets. At one side was a desk area, a huge flat screen TV and a dark wood bookcase stacked full of books. Ivy was looking amazed, glancing around at the room in wonder. Christian motioned to a pair of doors 'that's the closet, for now you may as well put your things in there, tomorrow you can go shopping-' 'no it's fine I-' Christian cut her off with a look 'don't argue with me. I'll run you a bath'.
He disappeared into the marble floored en suite bathroom and she heard the gentle running of water. Ivy turned and started to take things out of her sopping wet case, glad that at least the contents had remained fairly dry. She opened the doors to the closet and paled slightly. It was a walk in, with rows upon rows of shelves, drawers and an island in the middle with jewellery space, little display cabinets and stands for everything all neatly kept. There was nothing in the closet at all, and awkwardly placed her tiny pile of clothes on the little island in the middle, her dark blue converse on the top.
Ivy wandered out and saw Christian who was looking at her guardedly 'your bath is done, I'll find some dry clothes and put them on your bed- then you're going to eat something'. She nodded awkwardly and smiled slightly 'thanks...' He nodded and walked out of the room 'I'll see you in a bit'.
Christian busied himself around the apartment, trying to find something dry for Ivy to wear. He was surprised to literally run at full speed into Gail as he walked through 'oh Gail, thank god you're here...why are you here?' she smiled 'Jason told me about your sister and Ryan told me she was here, I thought you might want some help. How is she?'. Christian ran a hand through his hair 'seems okay, I guess...I wouldn't even know what she was like on a normal day or a bad day to be honest... She's in the bath in the blue room, all her clothes are soaking though' 'ah, I see. Well she can have one of your T-shirts to sleep in tonight, Jason sad she was small so it should be fine. I'll fetch a clean one from laundry and we've got a load of spare robes hanging around, I'll go get one'. He smiled, looking relaxed 'You're a lifesaver Gail'. She laughed and left the room as Taylor came in, leaning against the doorframe and looking tired 'Sir, I know it's not really my place to say-' 'don't be stupid Jason, you can say what you want' 'right, well I know it sounds harsh but I think you should talk to her tomorrow- see if she's brought any 'substances' with her'. He nodded thoughtfully 'you're right, I'll leave it till tomorrow, she's exhausted'.
Ivy emerged from the bath wrapped in a huge fluffy towel and looked over at the bed, a large t-shirt and a bath robe were there with a note 'sorry, this was all we had for spare pyjamas'. She didn't really care what she wore and was in the t-shirt in second, sitting on the edge of the bed and lying back, feeling how soft and springy it felt, gazing at the ceiling. She was thinking about getting up to see Christian but her body was so tired and so comfortable that she fell straight asleep.
Christian knocked on her bedroom door a little later and heard no response so he opened the door a fraction. She was swamped by his t-shirt and he thought about how small and fragile her body looked, his t-shirt was more like a dress on her. Ivy was fast asleep on the covers with the light on and had evidently fallen asleep by accident. Christian couldn't help a small smile coming over his lips and he picked her up gently and put her underneath the covers, turning the light off as he left her to sleep.