Christian's POV

I can't sleep, it wasn't until past 5am when I made it to bed having looked over the security reports and it is now obvious that Cecilia has been hanging around GEH for nearly 2 weeks and no-one saw her. Barney has pulled video that shows her car parked in and around GEH almost every day and worse, it appears she has been getting into the Escala carpark a couple of times a week, no doubt checking all the staff movements as well.

I also have the issue of the now totally wrecked CLK, there will be an investigation unless I can manage to nip it in the bud so I have sent off a number of emails and hope that this will be solved tomorrow. I think the best option is to replace the car for Kate and save it going through the insurance companies, I am sure that her distress over Ana should allow me to deliver a new car to the hospital and avoid too much fall out.

Working out how to ensure that Cecilia isn't to be charged for illegally leaving the scene of an accident, let alone causing the accident is the hard part. I know there is something mentally going on, while her being locked up in prison would take her out of my life, I don't want that for her. I have no doubt that the fact that I cut off our arrangement must have some part in her psychotic rage at the moment but there must be some other reason that she has suddenly appeared back in my life. Something else is hovering on the edge of my mind about her but my tired brain just can't pin it down and I hope it comes to me sooner rather than later as I feel it has a link to what has just happened.

Now lying in bed, all I can see in my mind are Ana's big blue eyes and then I see that shy smile and I can't help but smile. Flying through the memories, I end with the angry look she gave me in the hospital and I hope she will forgive me. I have set in train the process that should allow me to help her be at her graduation but it will take a lot of effort to make it all happen – I have to make it happen and I want to be the one handing her the graduation certificate as would have happened before this whole disaster happened.

Finally, I feel myself drift off but unfortunately it is straight into a nightmare and it isn't much later that I am awake and sitting at the piano, trying to drown out the images that added an extra dimension to my nightmare. This time, not only was the crack whore calling out to me but Ana was there, arms outstretched, calling for me while Cecilia was stabbing her violently.

I am never going to want to go to bed again. Maybe I'd better see John Flynn at some point today but right now I need to go and release some energy because even playing the piano isn't helping me.

Bastille's POV

Well, Grey really has something going on this morning, I know he always has something going on and that there is something that runs really deep within him but today is something different altogether. I know I need to be 100% on my game when I work with him, for his sake and mine. He needs to control the demon otherwise whatever it is that is inside is going to overwhelm him. Today however, he is only has the dragon by the tail and it is whipping him around like a marshmallow.

"Ok Grey, focus! I've had you on your ass three times already, do you want to make it a fourth or are you going to let it go and get your head where it needs to be", nope nothing, he still isn't with me. I'll try one more time before sending him for a treadmill run, he is no use to himself at this point. "I swear, it needs to be a girl that has you such a mess…" and I don't get any further because I find myself on the floor and realise I need to get back through to him or he will kill me, but I'm not having much success…..

"Sir, Sir" I hear and then thankfully see Taylor restraining him and pulling him off me.

"Gee man, that was not cool – get yourself over to the punching bag and work yourself out" I gasp and am shocked to see him turn like a small boy, with a look of distress on his face and just walk out.

No matter how much money that man has, whatever shit is going on in his head is not worth it, it's just not worth it.

Flynn's POV

Well, a normal life would be good but I have a feeling that while I know Christian, I will never know normal and even I had a difficult night's sleep last night. I am sure Cecilia is secure in the facility we have admitted her but I need to go and speak to her to garner some sort of idea as to why this whole episode has happened, what has triggered it and how I can help her so that she is no longer a menace to anyone. More particularly, anyone remotely related to Christian.

On that point, Christian has become remarkably attached to the girl in the car accident, Grace sounded completely amazed that he seemed to be showing "love" for this girl and yet, I haven't heard of her and I wonder if Christian has been keeping things from me. Hmm, this could be an interesting session today, if I can get him in.

The only problem is, all this couldn't be happening at a worse time, I am only here for another couple of days and then I will be out of the country for a couple of weeks. Perhaps I'd better organise that Christian can contact me via Skype if need be, I guess I'll find out soon enough as I have moved a number of appointments for today so that I can be available for as long as is necessary today.

And just like that, I am informed that "Mr Grey is here to see you Sir" and he is ushered in.

His hair is all over the place so he's obviously been running his hands through it, he actually appears to have roughed up knuckles and he is practically hunched on the couch looking like he hasn't slept in days.

"How are you feeling Christian" I say

That is greeted with a "Ha, how the fuck do you think I'm feeling?" He barely draws breath and continues with "My fucked up life is tainting anyone coming within a cooee of me. A crazy ex-sub has apparently been stalking me for weeks, security hasn't noticed anything until she has tried to break into Escala and GEH but they still couldn't catch her, a tiny slip of a thing but they still couldn't catch her. Then from what I can gather, she decides that anyone pretty with brown hair coming out of GEH must be a sub of mine and decides to run a purely innocent girl off the road. The fact that she didn't kill her is amazing, the fact that Anastasia is still alive is a testament to her own strength, trapped in a car wreck for 4 hours with massive injuries. What's worse though is that Cecilia got out of her car that wasn't wrecked and went to Anastasia's car and laughed at her then walked away. I guess I should be thankful she didn't set it alight or something but what would possess her to do that? We finally figured out that she was unstable a couple of years ago but not this unstable, surely? But then again, I'm so fucked up that I am sure I just attract similar fuck ups. That's why I will never have a chance with Anastasia, I can tell she is pure. I can tell she is innocent and wholesome, she doesn't deserve to be tainted by me. That's all I'll ever be able to bring to her, a black cloud of taint!"

Wow, that is quite possibly the most I have ever heard him say in an outburst in the whole time I have known him.

I refuse to go back over this material although I will speak about Cecilia in a bit, I decide on a different tack.

"So, you are attracted to this Anastasia then?" I say, hoping to draw some more true emotion out of him, to make him realise that he can love and have feelings beyond the contractual relationships he feels he can only sustain. And I ask it in a hope of moving him past the self-loathing that is dripping from the outburst.

As I look up I am met by an extremely angry set of eyes, he has leapt off the couch and his fists are clenched and a "No shit Sherlock" statement is almost screamed at me….

Hmm interesting, I would really like to meet this girl but I think I need to calm him down and so "I am assuming that since you weren't at the accident scene at the time of the accident that Anastasia is the one that told you that Cecilia laughed at her predicament, do you feel that she will need some assistance to move past what has happened? Do you want me to help?"

And the face of the man sitting opposite me, the man that says he cares for nothing and doesn't have a heart, says what his mouth would never say and perhaps his brain doesn't even comprehend and he simply nods. Whatever it is that this girl has, he needs it like a drug because his face became peaceful just for a second before it became full of self-loathing again. The switch from unrecognised love to an assumed realisation that he didn't deserve her played out like a scene that I could understand and I resolve that I will see her today.

I go through the situation with Cecilia and am able to reassure Christian that she is no risk to anyone where she is but he is determined that extra security is provided and for the sake of his sanity, I agree and say I will liaise with the hospital to make sure they accept it.

Grace's POV

Horrid hospital rosters, they never seem to tie in with how tired you are or how long you were on shift the night before because I find myself back at work at around 7am and before I start my official shift in the paediatric ward, I decide I'll pop my head in and see how Miss Steele is doing this morning. Hopefully she is still sleeping.

As I walk in, I hear what I haven't heard in a while and gasp and run the rest of the way in – this poor child is in the grip of a nightmare and it looks to rival one of Christian's with the way she is writhing and screaming. How the pain of her movements isn't waking her I don't know but I have to wake her so she doesn't cause any more damage. Thankfully one of Christian's security men followed me in when he heard me call out and between the two of us, we hold her down gently and as I stroke her face, she gradually opens her eyes and the tears simply spill from those beautiful blue orbs. "She was trying to kill me" is all she is able to say before the hoarseness caused by the tubes and her sheer sobs stop her being able to say anything else.

"It's ok dear, no one is going to hurt you here" I say in as gentle a tone as I can while the big bear of a fellow gently strokes her hand, it seems that between the two of us and the light in the room, we may well have chased that particular nightmare away but I think I'll ask John Flynn to speak to her as well. I am sure he won't mind and I am also sure that Christian wouldn't want her suffering as she obviously is, John has done wonders in reducing Christian's night terrors, well, that's what he tells me but I don't know, I still think they must be a part of his life.

I can only shake my head that if my boy has finally found someone that now she is also suffering from night terrors and I can only hope that by addressing it early, they won't continue like Christian's.

Thankfully once she has calmed and I unobtrusively pressed the pain injection button, it looks like Ana has fallen back asleep and I leave Sawyer (I now know the big bear's name) outside her room and continue on to my ward with the promise that if she wakes up distressed to get them to page me.

Somehow, I feel she needs to have a friendly faces around her when she is distressed to minimise the damage although I don't think they will need to call me because I am sure it won't be too long before Christian is here, the boy never seems to sleep.