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Chapter 15: Just Show That You Care

Christian's POV

I glared down at my phone.

"Taylor, did I just hear you incorrectly? Max Hartsville moved to Seattle?" I hissed, I can see Taylor flinch from here.

"Yes sir, his brothers confronted her. Evidently he has been drinking excessively since she left him- the second time, sir." Taylor answered. I sighed, dear lord this is a mess.

"What is Nicolette doing now?" I asked, I can hear Taylor's hesitance.

"Dancing with the group, sir." Taylor answered, I hear one of Bruno Mars' slow songs in the background.

"A slow dance?" I asked, I know I sounded furious. But that's how I felt. Furious that Nicolette allowed herself to be touched by Oliver, furious that she let Max take over her heart, furious that she is still letting him play with her heart, and completely and overly furious that she slept with Max. Ryan has already been chewed out for not paying attention enough and letting them do the deed.

"Yes, sir. She and Oliver are dancing. They seem to be enjoying themselves." Taylor answered, more hesitance. I need to get new security for her, security that isn't afraid to tattle on her. I sigh for a while.

"I'm going to let this one go for now, but if Max wants a dance. Its time for her to come home. I'm not letting him play with her heart more than he has already succeeded with." I order.

"Yes, sir." Taylor replies.

"Alright. No funny business between Nicolette and Oliver. If either of them even looks like they are going to kiss the other." I pause and look at the ceiling.

"Tackle Oliver." I order, I hear Taylor snort.

"Yes, sir." With that we end the call. I sigh once more shaking my head.

I look up and my beautiful wife is standing at the door of my office with her head and the left side of her body- which was in a pink silk robe and her soft, pink, silk nighty- were leaning against the door.

"Our daughter's ex moved him and his brothers up to Seattle." I ground out. Ana gives me a pout.

"Can't you let her fight her own battles? I think she is trying to do that now." Ana asked.

"Babe, I can't just let him toy with her heart." I reply.

"He moved to Seattle, Christian. I think I can tell you one man who followed the woman he loved somewhere and not two months later was married or engaged to her." Ana shot back.

"Georgia does not count. I had the means to do so, and we were a lot older than they are." I rolled my eyes.

"Christian, can't you let Nicolette deal with him? Her way. I'm sure if she needs help she will come to us, but you need to let her fight her own battles. Its apart of growing up, how can she walk her own path if she has you hovering over her telling her where to step all the time?" Ana asked, I have to admit she has a point. Not that I would tell her that, or claim it out loud. Because as of this moment, Nicolette could be sixteen or six at the moment- I cannot tell the difference.

"Ana, I know what guys want. I've been a teenage guy too. I will say that I may not have dealt with it the same as any teenage guy. Elena would have beat the complete shit out of me if I did. But, I have had the same desires for teenage girls that Max is having for Nicolette. I don't want her to get anymore hurt than she is right now." I explain.

"Christian, all girls get their heart broken at one point or another, but it isn't the end of the world. We have to let her do her own thing, and then hold her when she cries. Hopefully she will have learned from her mistake." Ana sighed, walking over to me and laying in my lap.

"Did you learn from your mistake Mrs. Grey?" I ask, raising my brows. She looked at me and rolled her eyes.

"I'm here, so obviously I didn't. But it worked out alright for me in the end." Ana laughed, leaning up and pressing a chaste kiss to my lips.

"Seriously Mrs. Grey? I know you can do better than that." I growl, and just as things get serious between us, my phone goes off. Usually in this situation I would just shut my phone off. But this time, I was compelled to check Caller ID. Taylor.

I quickly decide that it was just him calling to say that Nicolette was on her way home, and turn off my phone and focus on my wife.

I didn't think I would regret that decision at all.

But, then again. I wasn't doing much thinking at the moment.

-...-...-... With Nicolette No POV...-...-...-...-...

The Audi was driving behind the SUV and in front of the other when suddenly the three cars were separated by cross traffic due to construction.

"Damn it! Strong call T. See what's going on." Ryan ordered, that got Nicolette's attention. She looked up from her cellphone as she paused her music- an instrumental to a song she was working on, and took out her earphones.

"Ryan, what's going on? Is there a problem?" Nicolette asked. Ryan looked at her through the review mirror and shook his head.

"Everything is fine Miss Grey. Go back to what you were doing before." Ryan ordered, Nicolette gave him a disbelieving nod and put her headphones back in as she began re-listening to the beat.

"Here's to us, here's to- uh... hugs?" Nicolette sang softly up in the uh part. She shook her head as she felt the car move forward again. She knew that they were on a back road type road because it was the only detour from all of the construction. They and the green-ish SUV behind them were the only two on the road.

Nicolette had glanced up from her phone and watched as the SUV was passing them. Or what she thought was passing as the SUV then began to run into the side of the car she was in.

"Damn it! Strong send the signal! Nicolette hold on!" Ryan ordered as he pushed the gas pedal. The Audi flew down the road, the it was matched for speed with the SUV that kept ramming into them.

Nicolette shrieked as the Audi was sent over the side of the railing on the road and sent into the woods, where the car bounced of a tree or two. Just as the Audi stopped moving Nicolette looked at Ryan and Strong who were unconscious.

Oh my god! 911, I need to call 911!

Fumbling for her phone, Nicolette dialed the number unsteadily.

"Hello, this is 911 dispatch what is your emergency?" The lady's soft voice asked.

"My name is Nicolette Grey, I'm Christian Grey's daughter. Our car was just run off the road. My security guys aren't waking up. I need help." Nicolette said, her voice was even shaking. She could hear footsteps outside.

"Miss Grey. Don't worry OK. I'm getting the police and paramedics there sweetheart. They're tracking your phone now." The lady crooned. The person was outside her door. Quickly Nicolette pushed the lock button down, in her state of mind that was a good decision.

"There's someone coming." Nicolette cried, she could see a hand covered in a black glove at the window of the drivers' door and punched the glass in. Nicolette couldn't hear the lady say,

"Miss. Grey everything is going to be alright. The police are close." Over the sound of her shrieking and glass flying. The gloved hand pushed the unlock button and had her door open before Nicolette could push the lock thing down again. Nicolette struggled as the man attempted to unbuckle her, and won before he started to cut her out of the seatbelt with a pocket knife.

"Come here!" The man shouted, grabbing Nicolette's arm as she attempted to fight him off, while keeping her phone with her.

The 911 lady was shouting for her to hold on.

A rag smelling of sweetness was placed over her mouth and nose, and soon Nicolette's world was black.

000...000...000...000 Fifteen Minutes Later, the same place.

Jason Taylor was startled when Parker told him that he got the 911 text from Strong. Not that they could find them, the damned cross traffic separated all of them. Taylor then proceeded to call Christian while they tried to find them before something really bad happened.

That was nearly twenty minutes ago.

And they had just happened upon the crime scene. The red Audi that they had been using earlier was now down a ledge, with emergency vehicles surrounding it.

Taylor and Parker jumped out of the SUV, barely remembering to put in in park and turn it off. Before running toward the nearest police officer.

"Sir. My name is Jason Taylor I am head of security for the Grey family. That looks like one of our vehicles down there and Christian Grey's daughter is currently unaccounted for." Taylor spoke quickly.

"Yeah, dispatch got a call from a girl, she claimed to be Christian Grey's daughter. A car had run them off the road and her security guys weren't waking up. Halfway through the call she started freaking out, she could hear and see someone trying to get inside the car. By the end of the call dispatch heard a struggle, and the girl screaming for help." The officer said.

"Is that girl here?" Parker asked. The officer shook his head.

"The glass on the drivers' side door is busted in and the seatbelt of the back passenger seat is cut. The door was wide open when we got here and this phone was found on the ground." The officer held up an evidence bag, with a white version of the newest IPhone. The phone had the best pair of blue earphones that money could buy with Nicolette Grey engraved on the back of the phone.

"That's Grey's daughter's phone, sir. This isn't just any ol' kidnapping case." Parker said as Taylor cursed.

"I'll call the boss. How are the two security guys she was talking about, they are Michael Ryan and Juddson Strong? Ryan was driving and Strong was in the passenger seat." Taylor asked.

"Both are fine, they regained consciousness as paramedics were putting them in the ambulances, we are searching the woods for evidence and the girl right now." The officer answered, Taylor thanked the man and walked over to the SUV.

Taylor pulled out his phone and dialed the boss. No answer. Dammit. They would be fired if they hadn't answered their phones as many times as Grey has missed a call today.

"Let's go back to Escala." Taylor sighed. He informed the officer that he was heading back to the Grey's home. Two uniformed officers nodded and said that they would follow them to Escala to tell the Greys that Nicolette is missing.

The drive was completely silent and seemed to take forever. Parker had informed the rest of security what had happened over text, and had told them to wait to tell the Greys.

By the time the officers and the two security guards had made it up to the penthouse, Grey was yelling at Sawyer and Reynolds because they didn't arrive with everyone else.

Taylor cleared his throat.

"Sir, it isn't their fault. Cross traffic separated all of us. It was a huge miscommunication." Taylor said swiftly, Grey glared at him.

"Where the hell is my daughter?" Christian hissed.

"Sir, these are officers Clarke and Kent from the Seattle police department." Taylor said, his head was slightly bowed, and he along with the other three security guys led the officers, along with Ana to the Great Room.

Once seated the irate side of Christian was unleashed again.

"Can anyone here tell me where our daughter is?" Christian asked, pulling Ana into his arms. She had changed into jeans and one of Christian's t shirts.

"Sir, I am Officer Clarke. At 3:23 p.m today dispatch received a call from a teenager claiming to be your daughter. I have received the call and I will now play it for you." Clarke spoke, he put his IPhone onto the arm of the couch Christian was sitting in and the call started.

'Hello, this is 911 dispatch what is your emergency?'

'My name is Nicolette Grey, I'm Christian Grey's daughter. Our car was just run off the road. My security guys aren't waking up. I need help.' faintly footsteps could be heard.

'Miss Grey. Don't worry OK. I'm getting the police and paramedics there sweetheart. They're tracking your phone now.' The sound of a lock being pushed down after the lady spoke.

'There's someone coming.' Then the sound of Nicolette's scream and glass breaking

"Miss. Grey everything is going to be alright. The police are close." A door was opened quickly and struggling erupted.

'Come here!' A man's voice. The sound of struggling and then a loud thump- when the phone had been dropped.

The 911 lady was shouting for her to hold on.

Then nothing.

"Sir, I hate to ask, but was the girl's voice your daughter's voice?" The officer asked. All Christian and Ana could do was nod.

"Yeah, that was her. That was my Nicolette." Christian finally croaked out.

"Sir, we have reason to believe that your daughter was indeed kidnapped. An officer found her phone and earbuds- which your head of security identified as her's- by the back driver side door lying on the ground. We also found a bottle of chlorophorm that was nearly filled lying on the ground where the unsub had been. We will find your daughter, sir." Officer Kent reassured.

That is when Ana started crying.