Hi. I'm really sorry in advance for this lame excuse of a chapter but yeah. I wanted to give you something! I'VE BEEN SO BUSY HERE LATELY! I'm mostly reading though… If you're into teen fiction like Twilight, but not boring over-used vampires, Beautiful Creatures is the Book for You! Okay any, FIFTY SHADES MISSING CHAPTER 21. Bang.

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Christian let out the breath he was holding as he stormed out of the room. He stood in the cool autumn air and thought deeply about Jen. Why the fuck does she need to get revenge? But he remembered what he know did long ago, when he was just a man of marble. She had always been a devious person, constantly making him and everyone around her feel bad during their sub-Dom relationship. "This isn't how you should treat someone who gives you so much," she would say when he told her to go home after the weekends. He would lie and say he had a family occasion on Sunday nights, and that she wasn't allowed to come with him. She loved him, that he knew, but he couldn't bear being intimate with her in a loving way. He just fucked her, then begged her to leave. She was constantly getting into all sorts of trouble: financially, with the law, and drug abuse. Christian had to pay two of her apartment rents and bail her out of jail. And she didn't even tried to hide her drug problem from him, shooting herself up after a thorough fuck. That's one of the reason he told her to go, along with the big issue. Her body belonged to him back then, and yet she would inject herself with all kinds of drugs. She would swear she would quit, yet he would see fresh scars from the needle, or find her in the bathroom. Christian was already fucked up with the crack whore's drug abuse, and after the hundredth time of finding her injecting herself, a little after the big incident, he told her to get the fuck out. She was never really a good sub anyway, and Christian regrets even having her.

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After recovering from his rage tantrum, Christian casually walked back into the prison and went behind the glass. Jennifer was now back in the room, calmed down after her evil chuckling. It seems as though the officer beat her to shut her up, and Christian didn't feel one bit sad. She sat in the chair, a sickly smile on her face. She stared down at the table, satisfied of her evil ways. Flynn was finishing up the interview, writing down in his notepad about everything he's hear and learned from Jennifer. Soon, Jennifer was escorted out of the interrogation room, and the men were ushered back to their car. Flynn settled in the back seat next to Christian as the car sped back to the Grey's. "So obviously she has some mental issues, but Eric seems willing to give us information. I would like to do these meetings as often as possible." Christian nodded and rubbed his chin. "I can't miss every Friday at work. And I don't like lying to Ana." Oh No. This was finally going to break his strong girl.

"Tell her, Christian. It would be better then hiding from her and making the situation worse." Flynn laid a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Christian nodded but he knew he wouldn't tell her. They drove into the night.

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It was close to midnight when Christian finally returned. The lights were off everywhere, including his room, so he quietly came through the door in the dark. He went into the bathroom, showered, and got ready for bed. When he exited the bathroom to join Ana in bed, the main light came on. Christian jumped, and found Ana was wide awake, standing next to the light switches. She crossed her arms and returned to sit on the bed.

"Hi honey. How long have you been up?" Asked Christian trying to act normal.

"Where've you been?" She looked exhausted, yet her eyes were full of anger and something Christian never wanted to see: hurt.

"I had a meeting today, and then I had to go back to the office for an emergency that took forever to fix."

Ana scoffed, "surely a smart guy like you wouldn't lie to me." Christian hadn't noticed before, but there were stains on her cheeks of tears she had cried earlier. Oh no…. Christian said nothing. Ana took a shaky breath. "Are you seeing someone new? I saw this day coming a long time ago…"

Christian's brows furrowed and it was his turn to be hurt. "That's what you think? You think I'm cheating on you?" Christian ran his hand through his hair, flustered. "How many times do I have to tell you? I've been telling you for the past twenty years of our marriage, trying to make you understand, there will never be or is anyone else. It will only ever be you, Ana. Please believe me." Christian was getting tired of this game of her lack of confidence. Surely renewing their vows on their anniversary would've let her know that he still felt the same and always will.

"I called your office because you didn't return my emails and they said you had taken the day off."

Christian closed his eyes in pain. "I can't, Ana. I can't tell you yet. I'm trying to protect you."

Ana sighed, a heavy sob laying on her chest, ready to escape. "Well it seems like we're doing the same old thing. Christian knows everything and he leaves his wife out in the cold." And without another word, Ana climbed in bed and turned to her side. She wasn't telling him to go, because she wanted him there. But she was mad, and Christian understood. He climbed into bed and faced the other way, a Berlin Wall sprouting in the bed between the two.

Not very much longer, Christian thrashed violently in bed. A nightmare overwhelming him. Jennifer stood in front of him, dressed in a ringmaster costume, and this time he was restrained. But she didn't take advantage of him. She was giving him a show. The worst show he could ever dream of. Maddie, Teddy and Phoebe were slumped in the corner there hands were tied behind their backs. Ana came in front of Jennifer, her eyes wide with fear. Jennifer held a gun to her temple. "And my final act just for Mr. Grey. His beloved Ana says goodnight to you all! 1,2,-"

Christian sprang up. Ana had her hand placed on his cheek, trying to wake him. His shirt was soaked. "Christian?" Ana looked anguished, despite the fact she was still angry at him. Christian gently touched her face, checking if he was completely awake. He grasped her head between his hands fiercely and kissed her right temple, then kissed her mouth sweetly. And without a word, he pulled her tiny body to him, Ana looking at him questioningly about his dream, and fell asleep peacefully with his arms around her.

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Saturday morning was quiet. Madeline slept in late and Christian and Ana ate breakfast separate from each other. Despite how worried Ana was about Christian, she was still angry, and the morning light resurfaced her thoughts. "I have a meeting to go to. I should be back at noon." Ana murmured quietly. Christian frowned, "Ana wait, we need to talk. There's no affair, I swear, it's something else." He reached out for her, but dropped his hand. He had never felt so distant from her. If I told you the truth Ana, you'll go for sure, Christian thought.

Ana sighed, "Okay Christian." She turned to walk away, but came back and kissed him chastely. "I want to understand and help you, Christian. That's all." Ana placed her hand on his cheek, and he leaned into the loving touch. He placed his hand over hers.

"Okay. I just don't want to lose you, or shut you out. I'm just trying to protect you from my shitty past. Ana shook her head. "I thought we got past all this, and that you know that I accept you for you and your past. I have to go, we'll talk, okay?" Christian nodded in agreement and kissed her fiercely again. Ana made her way to the door then turned. "Oh! Remember, family lunch today, so ask Mrs. Taylor to set the table for me. Phoebe is coming alone this time, and Teddy is of course bringing Emilie."

Christian smiled warmly. "Laters, baby. See you when you get back." Ana waved and left out the door, leaving Christian feeling slightly better for now. In the distance he heard faint piano sounds. She's awake. Smiling, he made his way upstairs to the music room. Maddie was wearing her pajama's, her hair in a bun on the top of her head. Christian watched quietly with fascination at the way his daughter moved with grace over the piano keys, hitting the notes with the perfect amount of pressure, causing dynamic contrast. After a long fermata, she stopped. Then she pulled out blank sheet music and began to write chords on them. Christian stood back and watched for about fifteen minutes, wondering if this was how she'd be if she had never left. Would she still be this innocent, this kind? Or would the life Christian and Ana were planning on giving her too much and she would become cold and conceited? She wrote chords down, and then would play a little, to see how far she had gotten. Soon, she gave up and play something more fun, "Lovely Rita" by the Beatles. She began humming softly, then forming words every once in a while, her favorite lyrics like, Made her look a little like a military man and the very happy, random, Rita! Maddie jumped when she heard Christian's chuckle.

"I always thought John Lennon sounded like a dog in this song because he's panting in the background."

"Some of their crazier days. You like the Beatles?" Maddie asked. Maybe we'll have something in common since I don't fit in.

"Well, I really don't think there are people who don't like The Beatles, but I'm not a huge fan. They were all very talented." Christian shrugged. He wasn't going to tell her that he just recently bought all their music, so he and his distant daughter would have something to talk about. He listened to them like he was studying for the Best Father Award Test.

"Where's mom?"

"She had a meeting." Christian walked towards the piano and set next to his daughter. He placed his hands on the keys and started playing a fun little melody. "Do remember playing this with me?"

Maddie stared hard at the keys, the notes coming back to her fingers. Soon, the duet was full blown and working, father and daughter. Maddie giggled as the song finished. Christian smiled. The sound was just like Ana's giggle. "You really have learned how to play well."

"Many teachers, many cultures have influenced my skills I guess." She really didn't know how her parents felt about her talking about her kidnapped past.

"What were you playing earlier? Before the Beatles song?"

"I don't know. I wrote it, I guess." Madeline blushed.

"It was beautiful. Does it have any lyrics?"

"That's what's next, I guess." Maddie played with the pencil she had been writing with. Why was it so hard to talk with her dad? She knew why. Because you don't know him. "What's your favorite candy?"

Christian frowned at this question. "I like sour patch kids, to be honest. Why?"

"I want to get to know my parents better. And good choice. But the sour punch straws are the best."

Christian kissed the top of her head. "Well, I want to get to know my daughter, too."

"Well, before you get to know your daughter, she needs a shower." Maddie got up towards the door."

"I'll be in my office for a little bit." Christian gave her a sweet smile and walked to his office. He sat down, his brain tired from all this information, but he needed to look through their files. He opened up the manila folder titled "Jones, Eric." On the personal information page, it showed his mug shot, family members, birthday, and anything you needed to know. He had one sibling and his parents were divorced. Christian looked down at the name under Siblings. Emilie Jones. He looked through the same file that was saved to his computer and clicked on the name. Pulling up the personal information on Emilie Jones, Christian's jaw clenched. The information stated that she was engaged to a Theodore Grey. The family lunch would be interesting tonight.

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