A/N: So here it is chapter 17. I had a different idea for this chapter but couldn't get through with it as it was to dark for my liking. Also a little warning there will be more reveals about Christian's past in this chapter which is very disturbing. This will be discussed in later chapters but starting from the next chapter I will focus on C&A building a relationship and dealing with the aftermath of the whole Elena/Ella drama. Also thank you for your kind words and taking the time to read this story.

Ana's POV

I try to throw myself at that evil bitch but I realise I can't move. I'm tied to a wooden chair in the middle of what looks like some run down cabin. Shit wasn't it a cabin where they found they body of the guy who hit Elliot and Kate's car?

"What do you want?" I hiss and I know I should be calm and not provoke her but I'm furious.

"What I want? Oh isn't that clear, I want to make Christian pay for running to his parents so they could get me into prison." she says and I glare at her. "You are a fucking pedophile and deserve much worse than just prison time."

"I helped those boys. I made them strong, taught them discipline made them stay out of trouble without me they were nothing." she hisses arrogantly and if I ever had any doubt now I know that this woman is completely insane.

"You took advantage of innocent children! That was no help if anything you fucked them up even more."

"Tsk, tsk, you are such an arrogant little bitch. I have no idea what Christian sees in you, but it doesn't matter anyway."

"Why are you going to kill me. Is that why you kidnapped me?" Inwardly I'm praying that this is not her plan because being tied to a chair gives me no way to defend myself.

"Kill you... oh no that would be to easy. He would just grieve you and live with the guilt. Don't worry Anastasia you will be free again soon, but once I'm done with you, you will curse the day you ever met Christian Grey. You know you weren't part of my original plan but then I saw it. The fool is in love with you and what better way of a revenge than to take that away from him. Make him live with the fact that the only woman he ever loved hates his guts."

"You are crazy if you think I would ever blame Christian for anything you will do to me."

"Oh you will believe me." she says with that fucking creepy smile and when she leans down to look me in the eyes I can't stop myself and spit right into her face. Her answer is to slap me hard across the face but seeing the utter disbelieve on her face makes it worth it.

"No manors, is that how your parents raised you?"

"Untie me and I show you what my Dad taught me" I challenge her but she just grins and wipes the spit out of her face.

"I don't think so Anastasia. After all I have a plane to catch and you better start praying that you will be found soon."

I laugh bitterly. "So this is your evil masterplan you tie me to a chair and just leave. Or do you have Christian's birthmother around the corner to torture me?"

The bitch takes another chair and sits opposite me with an evil grin."No, infact she is dead."

"What?" I gasp, shit did she kill her?

"I had no further use for her. She was such a miserable excuse of a human being. So weak. When I found her she couldn't even remember that she once had two children. All she wanted were the drugs. She got so greedy I had to shoot her. But don't be upset about it after all we all know what she did to Christian." She says and starts to laugh when she can tell from my expression that I don't know what his birthmother did to him.

"I see. Well no wonder he didn't tell you what girls wants a boyfriend with such an fucked up past. Do you want to know?"

"No, because I wouldn't believe anything you say anyway."

"Oh you should you see she was a crackwhore who got herself pregnant by one of the men who paid to have her. Poor Christian has no idea who his real daddy is. I have no idea why she kept him, she never cared for her son. That was until she found out how useful he was to help earn money for her drugs. Her pimp found many men who would pay way more for some alone time with a beautiful child than his fucked up mother. Shame one day a neighbor called the police because she heard the boy cry when ever those men came into the apartment. That's why he would never allow me to play with his perfect ass." Her voice is full of malice and I feel sick, because I believe what she is saying.

Oh God how can anyone do that to a small boy. I can't think about it any longer and suddenly my stomach is no longer able to hold it's contents and I throw up all over myself, since I can't even turn enough to throw up beside the chair I'm tied to.

"That is disgusting now look at you. Oh I guess we have to clean you up now" the bitch says leaves for two minutes and returns with a bucket and before I can do anything she throws the cold water that was in the bucket all over me.

"There better" she grins and I just glare at her. "What is wrong Anastasia don't you want to talk to me?" she mocks me. " .Hell!" I hiss between clenched teeth.

"So unpolite, I wonder how you could ever attract a man like Christian with that attitude."

"Maybe because I'm not a cold hearted, perverted and completely sick old bitch like you are."

"Well dear, if that is what you think so be it. Now we will have more time together but I have to leave to take care of some things. I'll be back shortly." she says and get's up. "Don't you have a plane to catch?" I mutter and she laughs. "I do Anastasia, but not until tomorrow. We will have some more quality time together to chat, but before that... well you'll see." Something about her tone makes my skin crawl and she walks around me and pulls the chair closer to the wall. I can feel the heat behind me so there must be an oven or a fireplace behind me.

Next I see her open the frontdoor of the cabin, she reaches outside to grab something and when I see what she is holding in her hands, all the blood drains from my face. Shit it's a sledge hammer.

"I thought you weren't going to kill me" I somehow manage to get out and the bitch starts to laugh. "And I won't Anastasia, but I did my research. You're a dancer and I found an interview with you were you said that the only times in your life when you feel completely free and good is when you are dancing. Pity you want be able to dance again."

And before I can comprehend what she is saying she closes the distance between us, raises the hammer above her head and brings it down full force to my right knee. If I thought I ever felt real pain then now I know it was nothing against the excruciating pain the shoots through my knee all the way up and down my legs and then through my entire body.

Through the pain I hear that damned bitch laugh. "Enjoy this until I'm back then we go for your left knee and see how much you like Christian after that. After he caused you your dream." and with that she leave the cabin.

I try to breath through the pain that only seems to get more and more worse. It's like my knee exploded, which in a way I guess it has.

I don't know how long it took me until I'm able took think straight again with all the pain. But then I realise that this is my one chance. That woman is completely crazy and I'm not convinced that she won't kill me. I need to get out of here.

I try to get rid of the rope with which I'm tied to the chair but it's to fucking tied. I look around the cabin but there is nothing I could reach. Just when I'm about to give up I remember the old oven behind me that is still on. Maybe it is hot enough to burn the rope or it has some sharp edges I could use to cut the ropes of.

So I start to move in the chair to get closer to the oven and try to ignore the pain it causes in my knee and somehow manage to balance myself in the chair into a position where I can reach the over with my tied up wrists.

Shit it's boiling hot, maybe it's enough to burn the rope. I try to reach up a little and somehow manage to open the small lid on top. That bitch must have lit the fire not long ago because I can feel the fire burning my skin but I hold still until the smell of burned skin and rope is really nauseating and suddenly my hands are free. I need sometime to free tied up my legs and with that I'm free.

I try to stand but I can't put any pressure on my injured leg so I kick my heels of and hop on one leg over to the door. Fucking hell, once it's open all I can see is trees. I'm in the middle of the woods and there is no way I'm able to make it out of here on one leg. That bitch will find me before I make it anywear. I need a weapon. I look around and see a thick branch. I manage to get it. Yes that will do. I get back inside and look around. There is nothing else I could use just a table, the oven and a couple of chairs.

So I sit down and wait until I hear something outside. I get up and hide in the corner by the door. The door opens and I try to hit her head with the branch but being only on one leg doesn't give me enough balance so I miss and only hit her shoulder with not even enough force to knock her to the floor.

Instead Elena wobbles a few steps forward turns around and kicks me in the knee so I'm flat on my ass on the floor and when I look up all I can see is the gun she is pointing at me. Well fuck!

"Nice try Anastasia, but as you can see you don't stand a chance against me. You are nothing but a mousy little girl and of course I have to punish you for the little stunt you pulled with that branch, but maybe a bullet in your left knee will be a nice change compared to your shattered right knee." I see her point the gun at my leg and in that moment I don't care what will happen to me. I'm so angry I can't think straight and I have no idea how but I manage to jump up tackle her down and we start to fight for the gun.

"I will kill you, you stupid little bitch" she hisses through her teeth and while we are struggling for the gun it fires off and for a second there is an eerie silence in the cabin. I roll of Elena, see the blood soaking her blouse at her stomach and pull myself to my feet before kicking the gun out of her reach.

"You damned bitch... you..."

"Just stop and don't move maybe you will make it until help arrives" I mutter and check her purse, which fell to the floor during our struggle, for a phone. When I find it I get out of the cabin block the door with another branch and dial 911.

"911 what is your emergency."

"My name is Anastasia Steele I was kidnapped." While I try to explain what has happened I sink to the ground and start to shake. Fuck that bitch could have killed me. Mentally I make inventory of my injuries while I wait for help to track the cell and find me. My head hurts and when I touch the back of my head I feel a cut that will need a couple of stitches. My lip has a crack from when that bitch slapped me and my knee has already swollen to the size of a ballon. Funny enough all I can think of is that I really want some cheese fries and huge pint of Ben and Jerry's.

It's already getting dark when I see flashlights in the woods and next 4 police officers arrive. One stay's with me while the others want to check on Elena. I warned them that there is a gun in there but since she is injured pretty bad I don't think she can even reach for it.

I'm proven wrong because the second they open the door there is shooting and the last I see of that bitch before the cop covers me with his body is her falling backwards when she is hit by at least 2 bullets in the chest and head.

Christian's POV

It's been more than 24 hours since Ana went missing. First I was hoping Elena would call for a ransom to let Ana go. Now I know she won't do that. I haven't slept or eaten anything. I can't I know this is all my fault and I have no fucking clue if Ana is still alive, if she is hurt or if...

"Jesus Christian can't you sit down for second?" Elliot asks. He is the only one who is still here. Kate took Ana's brother downstairs. My Dad is at Bellevue to help with Ana's Mom and her slutty sister and Ana's Dad couldn't wait any longer and called in some favors from old Army friends so he could stay at the police station and help with the search.

"No I can't it's been a whole day now Elliot. Do you have any idea what that old hag can do to her in that amount of time?"

"I know bro, but your pacing won't help Ana and it makes me fucking nervous."

"Sir, they found her" Taylor comes marching into the room and I just stare at him. Found her alive or dead?!

"Where is Ana?" My heart is beating so fucking fast it feels like it is trying to escape my chest. Oh fuck please let her be alive!

"She is on her way to the hospital now. From what I was told Miss Steele was able overpower Mrs. Lincoln and call for help. They were found at a cabin near Coal Creek."

"How is Ana?"

"I don't have any details but she was conscious."

"The bitch?" I hiss.

"Dead. She got shoot by the cops"

"Good, Elliot come we are going to the hospital." I wish I could say I feel better now but I have to talk to Ana first. I need to know that she still likes me, that Elena couldn't drive her away from me and that she can forgive me for not being able to protect her. I might not be able to forgive myself but I need to know that Ana can forgive me, that she still wants to be a part of my life.

Fuck if she doesn't want to see me anymore then I have no idea what to do. The whole car ride to the hospital I think of potential outcomes of what will happen once I see Ana. Damn I'm fucked. She will hate me because I couldn't keep her safe.

Once we are at the hospital I see her parents and notice that her sister isn't here. Good. If it is up to me, that bitch can go to hell and have a tea party with Elena and my birthmother.

I walk over to where they are standing and shakes hands with her Dad before giving Ana's mom a brief hug.

"Do you have any news on Ana?"

"Yes, she is getting a CT-scan right now. They will need to get her into surgery. She has a bad knee injury. Other than that they told us about a cut on the back of her head and some burn wounds on her hands and wrists." her father tells my and I sigh with relief nothing that won't heal thank fuck.

"When can we see her?"

"The doctors told us we could see her as soon as they get her into the room and talked about her knee surgery" I nod. "Sir, I know Ana is your daughter and both of you have been through hell in the last 24 hours but I would really appreciate if I could see Ana first. Just for a minute or two." I can't wait to see her and surely she won't tell me to go to hell in front of her parents and I need to know now.

"That's ok Ana is safe now, that's all that counts go see her first." her mother says kindly and I thank her though her father doesn't look happy about it.

Once the doctor comes back and tells us were Ana is I follow him and take a deep breath before I open the door. Ok Grey time to face the music.

Ana's POV

After I arrived at the hospital they first gave me stitches for the cut on the back of my head and after that a nurse helped me into one of those ugly hospital gowns and I had to get an x-ray of my knee. Since they could see that it is really bad I asked for Dr. Stevens whom I've know for years. He became my physian after the accident and I trust him. He took one look at my knee and send me to get a CT-scan.

Now I'm in a hospital room waiting for him to tell me what they have found. They need to fix this. They just have to. I know I will never make a full recovery before the world championships but at least I want to be back in action for the north america championships next april.

I look at my knee that is more and more swollen and now also turns black and blue and sigh. This is going to be a tough one especially since it's my right knee which has given me problems eversince the accident. Fucking bitch. I know that this is a bad thing to think but I hope she burns in hell. Not just for what she did to me but also for what she did to Christian and I won't even begin to think about the two people she killed. That woman was clearly insane.

Well at least now she is out of Christian's life for good and once he comes to see me I will tell him that I love him. No more waiting or getting cold feet. If I have learned anything from this ordeal then that life is too short to leave things unspoken.

I'm startled from my thoughts when there is a knock at the door and Dr. Stevens comes in. He is about 60 years old but one of the best in his field. If anyone can fix my knee it's him. Though when I look at him my heart sinks, from his expression I know I won't like what he is about to tell me.

"How long before I can dance again?" I decide to come straight to the point.

"Anastasia as you know 6 months ago I told you that you have to think about retiring from professional dancing. Your right knee was already weakend from the level of training you put yourself through everyday. Now we have a severe problem. You see your patella is not only fractured it is shattered. There are four bigger fragments and aswell as several very small fragments."

"Ok so put it together again I don't know I mean it will heal will it?"

"Anastasia in this case I would highly recommend a kneecap replacement. We could try to put your patella back together but that would leave you with a very long recovery and the possibility of knee pain that won't go away. Also it is possible that once we open your knee we can't put your patella back together."

"So if you do the replacement can I dance again?"

"You will be able to walk and do sport, but not in a professional way. You have to understand that you have a very good prognosis of living a normal life with the replacement. You will most likely be able to leave the hospital by the end of the week and with the right exercises you will be able to walk without crutches after 3 to 6 weeks."

"But if it is all healed and I will be able to walk normal why can't I dance?"

"The replacement is usually the last option and though we have very high standards a replacement is nothing like a normal kneecap. If you continue to dance to the standards you are used to you will most likely end up in need of a new replacement after only a couple of years or risk a high level of pain. I know this is hard for you especially at your age, but seeing that this is the second serious knee injury in your life, I can't let you dance again and risk even more severe knee injuries in your future."

"So this is it, no more dancing?" he shakes his head sadly and I can't stop the tears that are rolling freely down my cheeks.

"When will you do the surgery."

"I will have my team ready in an hour. A nurse will be here shortly to give you some pain relief and then the anesthetist will be with you to talk the rest through with you. I'm sorry Anastasia." I just nod and once he is gone I turn around so I'm facing away from the door and allow myself to really cry. This is it. I will never dance again. I have to tell Jose that I can't be his partner anymore. I won't go back to work and all of that makes me so upset that I can't stop crying.

I hear the door open but I can't even face the nurse. "Leave me alone." I sob but I don't hear the door close again and that makes me angry. Why can't I have a few minutes to myself. " Go away, I want to be alone!" and when I still don't hear the door close I lose it. "Get out now! Go to hell!" I yell through my tears and finally I hear the door close and succumb to my tears completely.

A/N: I've already started with the next chapter so it will be up either saturday or sunday. Until then leave me a review and tell me what you think :)

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