Summary chapter 1-15:

Ana, widow and mother of two, was fired by Christian and now has to move back to Montesano into a dilapidated house. After some time she stumbles upon a telecast, which asks for information about a stranger suffering from amnesia, who she instantly recognizes as Mr. Grey. Kate makes a diabolic plan for Ana to pose as Christians wife and to take him home as a slave working in her garden. Over the next few days, after retrieving him from the hospital, Christian settles in more and more and adopts the part of the family father and husband with increasing confidence, until his fiancé Elena shows up to bring him home, when he finally gets his memory back. With hurt feelings, he gets into the car and leaves.

Chapter 16

CPOV

I'm sitting in the SUV and watch out the rear window. Tommy and Andy are running after the car. They don't have a chance to keep up with the speed, of course, but that's not keeping them from trying. After a few miles, we turn around a corner and they disappear out of sight. Over. Out. The End. I'm feeling as if somebody has ripped half of my body out of me. Shit. Elena lays her hand on my thigh and says:

"Don't worry, everything's going to be alright now. Soon, you'll have forgotten this pack." I take her hand off of my thigh and lay it on her own lap without saying anything. Patting it with my hand to resist the urge to strangle her I turn away to look out of the window. What does she know about children besides the fact, that you can fuck them? She doesn't know the feeling of forgetting all your problems and the peace of mind you'll get by just looking at them sleeping or how your heart stops beating because your child hits its knee. She doesn't know the feeling of being loved unconditionally.

'Don't be so pathetic Grey, as if you have an idea of what you're talking about, just because you herded a few kids for two weeks.' I'm observing the trophy Tommy made for me and it's like someone stabbed me in the heart. I always thought I don't have a heart and just now I wish that were true, but this incredible pain proves me wrong. It hurts so much.

Returning to Escala, I look around my penthouse and take in the sight, which makes me feel so small and insignificant, because it's so gigantic. Furthermore it is so colorless, which I disapprove a lot and I make a mental note to change that as soon as possible. I place Tommy's Cup on the mantel and put Ray's cook book in the kitchen, thereafter I go to the windows in the main living area and look down on the little ants, which are busy streaming through the streets, without noticing me, while my heart is bleeding to death. Elena interrupts my thoughts.

"For a start, here's your white wine. Mrs. Jones is going to have dinner ready soon. I thought, it would be ok, if we eat earlier today" she says. I nod, take my glass, which I drink half of in one go, and try to distract my thoughts while continuing to watch the ants below.

Gail comes into the main living area and announces that dinner is served, so I go to the dining table, where Elena is already waiting for me. I sit down and begin to eat my grilled salmon tacos with avocado salsa.

"Mmmmhhhhh, it tastes exquisite!" I praise Gail and she smiles hesitantly. I savor every bite and I'm so thankful to have such a good cook at home. Since I now have cooked myself I know how laborious it has to be. I just cooked simple meals and even that already exhausted me. I sigh because of my blessedness, which makes Elena gazing at me and shake her head slightly. Maybe she's not used to me showing my feelings, but I can't help myself. A good meal is a good meal, that's just how it is.

After we finished dinner I get up, take our plates and go to the kitchen. As usual I fill the sink with water and begin to clean them.

"CHRISTIAN! What do you think you're doing?" Elena asks appalled.

I look at her in confusion and try to guess what she's talking about. She points at the sink and it hits me. Now that I am used to doing the dishes so often, I don't think about it anymore and do it even here, where I pay somebody to do it for me. I put the plates in the sink and rub my hands in a towel.

"What has this bitch done to you?" Elena asks outraged.

"Don't freak out now, I just didn't think." I counter.

"Obviously!" she murmurs and shakes her head. "Maybe you should call Dr. Flynn and ask for an appointment. There are some aftermaths from your little journey you should eliminate as soon as possible."

"Yes, maybe you're right", I say and pull out my mobile phone.

Yeah, I'm back! This time, the chapters are shorter but updates are daily, so it will be a month till the end, the real end ;D.

I officially declare here my love for my Dr. Flynn! He's my favorite character in this story!

For me, the 'first end' was an open end, so anything could happen - from Christian stopping the car at the next corner and running back, to Christian being angry and never seeing them again - YOU could decide how the story ends. So, if I fuck up the 'second end' in your eyes *again*, just go back to chapter 15 and think of another end. It's so easy ;D