Gail's POV
If I could turn back the clock on this week and somehow change the course of events I would. I thought the week that Ana came into our lives was tough, those four days when Mr Grey and Ana weren't talking were beyond difficult and then the awful night when the glider went down showed me the depths of love and despair but nothing, nothing could prepare me for this week.
Jason doesn't tell me a lot about the operational side of his work as he doesn't want to worry me and I am eternally grateful for it as I am always concerned about him anyway however he had let slip a couple of times that the crazies had really come out to play since Ana had joined what I call our family, as much as Mr Grey is my employer, with Ana I like to think of it now as more of a family.
I overheard the conversation between Ana and Mr Grey before they left for work on Tuesday morning and was prepared when Mia came down to breakfast, bubbling over with enthusiasm about her day, so enthusiastic about living a life of leisure while she still could….before she made her fortune on some grand scheme or other that her brother, Mr Grey was about to bankroll for her.
I managed to call Ryan and made sure that Mia didn't leave the building without him, her eyes lit up when she saw him and I knew it would be a sport for her to try and shake his presence and I worried as Jason had said she was a very likely target if a kidnap attempt was to be successful.
Jason rang me at about 10am saying that he and Mr Grey would be driving to various meetings for a while and because he sounded distracted, I asked what the problem was and he, almost musingly said, "I'd rather be sitting in the security office looking at the tapes, there is something going on at GP. Ana thought she was being watched yesterday and Sawyer says she's feeling it again but he can't see anyone. Oh, I've got to go, love you babe."
And he was gone before I could say anything back to him, not even an "I love you too".
An hour later he sent me a text saying that he and Mr Grey would be heading out to the airport after having an early lunch with Ana as they were off to Taiwan for an unknown number of days, could I please pack for both of them and I scurried around packing and wishing he didn't have to go on the long haul security missions because I miss him so much when he's gone.
Worse was the fact that because Mr Grey stopped to have lunch and say goodbye to Ana, Jason had to stay with him so Sawyer was the one who came to Escala to pick up the suitcases and I didn't see or hug Jason goodbye, sometimes I really hate that he is 100% on call to Mr Grey. Luckily, there was a fifteen minute period during "lunch" when Mr Grey locked the door to the meeting room and Jason was able to call me and tell me not to worry, that he loved me and that hopefully he'd be back sooner rather than later. I was glad that he was able to make that call so that I could tell him that I loved him too, writing that in a text is just not enough sometimes although the fact that Jason sent me such a text meant that I pulled it out and looked at it every time I felt lonely.
When they came home on Tuesday night, Sawyer stuck like glue to Ana and I could see she needed him to do so as she was a nervous wreck and when he went to his quarters, she asked me to stay with her and have dinner so that we could be lonely together and I appreciated that she understood that I was missing Jason as much as she was missing Mr Grey. In the end, when Ana looked exhausted, I suggested she go to bed and I'd tidy up and she reluctantly went to bed.
That night I was woken by Sawyer running through the apartment with gun drawn trying to reach a screaming Ana, I followed him to find that she was actually having a nightmare and I replaced him, sending him back to his room, clearly shocked at the intensity of her nightmare and I calmed her down. My heart breaking that such a beautiful girl who deserves the world, is plagued by memories or fears that could create this sort of violent, distressing nightmare, she wouldn't tell me what it was about and so I just held her as she shook with the remnant tears until she fell asleep again. In the end, once Ana had calmed down, I fell asleep too, on the chaise as I didn't dare leave her and quite frankly I was happy for the company too. I can imagine that Jason will be dealing with Mr Grey's nightmares too since he isn't sleeping next to Ana which means less sleep for Jason as well.
Wednesday morning Ana was subdued still clearly upset about her nightmare and when she received a call from Mia saying she wanted to finalise some more aspects of the wedding, I saw her face fall as she tried to rearrange a time to another day when Mr Grey was present. Ultimately she did give in but saying as Mr Grey had, "No, I am not going out, can you come here please?... Sure, I'll call Kate and we can have a girl's night in, perhaps you can all sleep over since Christian is in Taiwan."
This seemed to light a powder keg because she then spent the next ten minutes explaining in increasingly desperate terms to Mia that it wasn't safe and there was no way that she was going to be wandering around nightclubs in Seattle just because Christian was away and that no, she wasn't under his thumb and then she simply said "NO!" and hung up, slammed the phone on the counter and put her head in her hands. As I rounded the counter in concern, she looked up at me, her eyes brimming with tears and said, "She just doesn't get it, She. Just. Does. Not. Get. It!" and all I could do was nod and hug her, the poor girl looked beside herself.
"As long as you do and everyone else does, hopefully it will be ok. She's always been like that." I say as placatingly as possible, "I'll get everything ready and you can have a lovely night in, what would you like?"
"Gail, what about when I come home from work, we go out to the Pike Place Market? I haven't been there and have wanted to go since moving to Seattle. Maybe we can pick up some nice nibbles, would you do that with me?" Ana asked tentatively and I thought it was a great idea, she doesn't get to do normal things when Mr Grey is here and I am sure she'll love it, her cooking skills are excellent and it will take her mind off things if she is shopping for nibbles rather than sitting in the apartment waiting for the Mia Maelstrom to appear.
"Brilliant idea Ana, I will speak to security and we'll arrange it all so that it is safe for you and then you can have a lovely night here." Her relief was palpable and she headed off to work a lot happier than she was a few minutes earlier.
During the morning, Ana rang to say that Grace was coming over as well and that Mrs Kavanagh would be dropping by later with wedding dresses to try on, so it would mean a few more people to cater for but she sounded really happy that the two older ladies would be there to help keep the other two under control and I just smiled at how happy she sounded, just like a young girl on the brink of the biggest day of her life should sound.
It was at about 3pm that Grace called to ask if she could speak to Jason because something had happened to her CPO, she couldn't contact Christian and thought that Jason might like to know. She had had him seen to but wanted to report it, he appeared to have had a heart attack or some sort of attack and was passed out on her floor. Then strangely the phone cut out and she didn't call back which was weird so I called Welch, something wasn't right about that situation and he said he'd get straight onto it.
I felt funny about Grace's phone call and found myself wandering around the apartment in an unsettled manner for the next half an hour, just moving things around and then there was a buzz from downstairs and it was Grace. "Gail, would you come downstairs please?" and her voice sounded strained and I quickly grabbed my keys and went downstairs.
It didn't occur to me that she hadn't asked to be buzzed up and I just assumed she must have had something to carry upstairs that she needed help with and so I strode purposefully out of the elevator into the garage and too late I looked up.
It was just in time to see Grace being pushed backwards into a van, a gag around her mouth and her hands bound, her eyes flashing angrily and with fear as I was grabbed and a bag pulled over my head.
It was quick but I'd seen out of the corner of my eye, the bright red hair of the man who grabbed me and roughly pulled my hands behind my back but then it all went to darkness as the bag was pulled down. Struggling vainly against the much larger male, I managed to land one heel and I wished I was wearing the shoes in Ana's closet, I could have made a sizeable hole in a private spot. Instead I managed to elicit a grunt and a series of expletives coupled with some blows to my side in his pain and frustration.
"Stop it bitch, what is it with all you females."
"Leave her alone, we need her, you idiot! With her we can bring down the mighty Taylor and then Christian will be just one step behind." And my skin crawled at the sound of that voice, I'd know that anywhere and I wasn't surprised, I was scared stiff but not surprised.
I couldn't believe I was being used as a lure and I was scared what they were intending to do and what they'd do when they discovered that Jason and Mr Grey were not in the country. If we could somehow get a message to them, it would still take another 12 hours before they could make it back and the last thing I wanted is either of them risking themselves for us. I know though that Mr Grey would do anything for Grace and that would be what they'd be expecting and that Jason would possibly not be at his clearest worrying about me and Grace.
It didn't take long before I was bundled in next to Grace and then in the darkness, the bag was taken off my head and I was roughly told that I had to ring Ana and tell her that I wanted her to leave work early and meet me at a designated location. When I refused to open my mouth, a fist was waved menacingly in my face and he pinched me. Seriously, he pinched me! And then that foul breath was in my face saying, "You will call the skinny little bitch and then if you are lucky and she's smart enough to do as she's told, useless brainless git that she is, we'll be on our way and you may be ok, otherwise…" and he cackled with an evil laugh.
"Get on with it you fool, time is money," came that voice again and I hoped I'd never hear it again.
My phone was jabbed back in my face and I dialed Ana, hoping against hope that somehow I would be able to convey to her that what I was telling her wasn't actually what she was supposed to hear.
"Good afternoon Miss Steele,…. Yes Miss Steele, I know but Mr Grey insists…..yes Miss Steele, no .. I was ringing to tell you that Dr Trevelyan has thrown a wrench into the works .." and I heard her intake of breath as it appeared that she might be taking into account what I was saying didn't sound like me at all.
"Oh no Mr Carrick Grey is not with Dr Trevelyan, I don't think he's been informed." I said hoping that she might understand that Grace was there but that Carrick needed to be told.
"Get on with it," was whispered viciously in my ear and I hope that Ana had heard it and he then pushed the phone onto speaker.
"Ouch," I couldn't help myself saying it as I was pinched again and again I heard her take a breath, when Grace moaned, I was glad the phone was on speaker as I heard rustling on the other side.
Again with the jab in my ribs I took a sharp breath and asked her to meet me within the next 15 minutes if possible in the car park of the bank so that we could pick up some money to go on our shopping expedition, that Dr Trevelyan was with me so she didn't need to bring Sawyer and that it was earlier than expected as Dr Trevelyan would need to go back to work to check on her shadow or some such babble, the critical point was that she had to meet us at the bank and that I was in the SUV and that she wasn't to bring Sawyer.
Ana agreed and just as I went to end the call, Ana said, "I really shouldn't leave but since Jack isn't here anymore, work is being done so much quicker that I can get away early," and she paused, enough hopefully to hear the curse and then she continued "With the extra time now, I wonder if we might be able to pick up some things that Christian normally wouldn't like but since he's away at the moment, he doesn't need to know what we are doing and maybe we can do something crazy tonight. Ok, I'll see you in a bit, Sawyer's just gone to the loo so I should be able to slip away." Then she hung up with a cheery "Byeee."
"What did she mean saying "he's away"?" came that deadly voice.
"He's quite possibly still travelling, he left yesterday for an overseas trip," I managed to squeeze out past the lump in my throat, I hoped that Ana had picked up that there was something wrong and was playing the part, trying to distract because it sure did.
"Where the fuck is he?" was screamed at me.
"He's in Taiwan." I said quietly and I heard Grace groan next to me.
"Can you take the gag off her," I tried to ask and was immediately slapped across the face, each of these bullying tactics being marked down in my brain for retribution hopefully by Jason and although I wanted him well away from this, I wished he was here to save me, how I wished I could see his face now.
Sitting in the car park of the bank those fifteen minutes later, all I could think of was the fact that I desperately needed to have a bathroom break, desperately hoping that Ana and hopefully Sawyer had somehow in my pathetic little conversation, picked the fact that my formality was all wrong, that Carrick needed to be called, that I was in the SUV, she knew that I couldn't drive stick so there was no way that I'd have the SUV, that Grace needed to check on her shadow and Welch had been informed that something had happened to her CPO and that Ana would not turn up without reinforcements.
My heart sank when I saw Ana almost skipping happily up towards the SUV without Sawyer, without anyone, looking like a carefree 20 something year old and then my phone rang and I saw it was Welch, before the evil ones could do anything, I pressed answer and screamed "Kidnapped with Grace and Ana," and I don't remember what happened after that as I blacked out from the punch to the head.
