Here is Chapter number 4, hope you enjoy this chapter and don't for get to comment and let me know what you think!

Christian POV

I slam the door to the cabin incredibly frustrated with myself! What in the ever loving fuck is wrong with me, I am Christian Fucking Grey. I don't do the whole school boy run away from a pretty girl thing. I huff and plop into an armchair in the living room, I can't even believe the way I acted, what I should have done is strode over to her table and won her over with my panty dropping smile. So why in the hell didn't I?

Gah! I am now going to have to find this girl and fuck her just to get it out of my system. I begrudgingly pull myself out of the chair and head to the kitchen to pour myself a strong glass of bourbon.

I pull up a seat at the bar area and nurse my drink trying to get this damn girl out of my head. I didn't even talk to her at all, but man when she smiled at me through the window my heart started to race. I could tell that she wan't particularly wealthy by her Old Navy clothes, but never the less she was very stunning. This girl fit my type to a absolute T; I wonder, for a brief second, if she could become my sumbmmisve, but then repel the thought all together; damn it Christian you literally don't even know this girls name.

Chalking it up to jet lag and horniness I decide to go up get to bed, there is another day just waiting for me to take it by storm. I fall asleep almost exactly as my head hits the pillow, but soon enough the nightmares of my past seem to entangle their black inky webs around me pulling me into their disappear.

Hiss! I feel the pain of the cigarette burn my chest. Mommy! Someone please! The man holds my arm up so high above my head so the only thing I can do is mildly struggle. His cackle run through my head, thick with the sound of a smoker. I struggle to get out of his grasp but it is no use anymore.

"Stupid Brat!" he drops me and I scurry to the kitchen where I hide underneath the sink. I close my eyes hoping he wont hurt me anymore today.

I jerk awake gasping for air, my throat raw from scream and the sheets soaking for sweat. It just seems to get worse and worse, I am going to have to talk to Flynn-my therapist- about this recurring dream. I hop out of the bed and head for the shower, hoping it will cool down my frazzled body.

I'm pulling out something to heat up from the fridge when I notice that we got some snow in last night. It isn't really thick, but it is most definitely heavy enough to go do a little skiing today. I decide that is exactly what I need, a little adrenaline will do the body good.

Ana POV

After the handsome stranger disappeared Kate and I have a lovely dinner together, where it turns out that Kate's flavor of the month is going to be her early then she thought. He gets in really early tomorrow morning. I sigh, I saw it coming so I can't be all that upset, but I do wish that Kate and I got to spend a little more time together before whats his name shows up and I become wheel number three.

We do a little more shopping around town until we both decide to call it a night; because we have to get up early to greet Kate's is no more traces of the handsome stranger as we walk around. To be honest I am kind of disappointed that I didn't see him again. Back at the house I make quick work of my clothes and slide into something more comfortable. I make a quick cup of tea and grab my worn copy of Tess before slipping under the covers of my bed.

My bed is situated right along side a giant window that looks over the mountain forest that is on either side of the house. The snow starts to fall at a leisurely pace and I am captured by the raw beauty of the snow just falling gently on to the trees giving them a light dusting of white. I sip my tea and open my book to read until I feel the depths of sleep slowly but surely dragging me in. The only thing I see in my dreams is a coppered haired, handsome stranger.

I lay in bed just watching the snow fall for some time the next morning, it looks so soft and beautiful. I know that soon enough I will have to get up and meet Kate's guy but for now I am content on just watching the wind blow the snow softly to the ground.

There is a knocking on my door so I pull up the sheet so I can cover my head. Kate must be here to come wake me up cause Trent or something is here. There is a squeak in the bed when she sits herself down next to me.

"Kate, I am not ready to get up yet. Five more minutes," I say in a joking whinny voice.

"Good morning to you too, you must be Ana," a male voice says. Throwing the covers off my head and stare at a dirty blonde haired guy with way to much product in his hair grinning down at me. His grin looks like he wants to eat me or something, and it just give me the creeps!

"Excuse me, but who are you?" I question the stranger, pulling the covers to my chin effectively hiding myself.

"Didn't Katie tell you? I'm Thomas, Kate's boyfriend," he looks up and down my sheet. I am overcome by the urge to pull the sheets closer to my body away from his creepiness. Geez, where did Kate find this guy.

"Hey, there you are. I didn't know where you had gone off to," Kate says coming into my room, "Oh good, I am glad you met each other!" she squeals. I give her a half grin hoping she can sense how uncomfortable I am right now.

"Okay so what we want to do today?" Kate asks us.

"Lets do something really adventurous," Thomas says, "Like snowboarding or something."

"I don't know about snowboard, Ana is really clumsy," Kate says.

"Hey!" I protest even though we both know it is true, I am the last person you would want snowboarding.

"We could however go skiing, there is less risk in that. Plus Ana you can take the little bunny hills and learn how to do it," Kate tells us happy to have found a solution.

"Boom! I am totally in!" Thomas says finally jumping off my bed.

I have always wanted to go skiing so this is a great opportunity to try it out. Plus if they go off and do the bigger hills that means that I can just relax and not have to worry about being in their way.

"Sounds good to me as well, when do you want to go?" I ask.

"Now, so get up and get ready miss!" she says pulling Thomas out of the room with her; I don't even want to think about what they are going to do while I get ready.

What does someone wear while skiing, I utter to myself as I go through my closet looking for something remotely decent to wear on the slopes. I decide on a pair of snow pants and a really thick winter jacket that Kate and I got when we went shopping for this trip in Seattle. I glance over my appearance and try to tame my wild hair before heading out into the main part of the house.

Kate and Thomas have on similar outfits as mine and we all head outside to where the car waits for us. The ride isn't very long but it is extremely awkward, Kate is chatting away to Thomas, who I don't think was paying much attention to what she said. To make matters worse he would occasionally bump his hand onto my thigh, talk about a weird guy.

When we get to the lodge that has the ski's and the supplies, all of us pile out of the car and go over to where we can pick up the equipment. Kate and Thomas make short work of their gear, but having never done it before I struggle a little.

"Let me help you," Thomas says coming over getting really close so that he can zip up my jacket for me.

"There you go, all set," he whispers.

"Uh thanks," I mutter out.

"Come on guys, lets hit the slopes!," Kate squeals at us.

"You guys go on ahead, I think I will hang back here a little and learn the ropes first," I say waving them forward. They shrug and glide effortlessly to where the ski lift is a few paces away.

I go over to where one of the little baby hills are and watch what all the other beginner skiers are doing (most of which are probably about five years old). I watch and then mimic their actions. I think I am starting to get the hang of it when I fall right onto my butt getting the back of my pants drenched. Picking my self up I half glide have stumble to wear there cabin is and look around for something that might help dry off my bum a little.

I don't see anything so I head around to the back of the cabin, where I see a door that is being propped open with a little blue container. Maybe they will have a towel or something I wonder getting closer.

"Excuse me?" I ask poking my head in. An older gentlemen looks up and over to me with kind eyes.

"Hi there young lady, can I help you with something?" he asks walking over to me. He is wearing what I assume to be a chefs outfit. I take a look around the room and my guess is confirmed when I see the room he is in, is in fact a kitchen.

"Sorry to bother you sir, I was just wondering if I can barrow a towel. I fell and now I am all wet," I say feeling ridiculous for even asking.

"Yes, yes, of course," he saids coming over to me.

"Thank you," I tell him gratefully.

"Here you are," he tells me heading me a towel he picked up off a work station. I try to get the worst spots that are the most wet on my pants and back. It wont make me completely dry but it wont soak even farther into my clothes, which is better than nothing. I thank the older man again and give him back the towel.

Gliding my way back to the front of the building is easier said then done. I nearly fall again; it was embracing enough one time to ask for a towel, but a second time in less than 5 minutes would be down right mortifying. I am just about to turn the corner to the lodge when I hit something really solid and nearly end up right on my butt. Lucky enough the person reaches out and holds me steady to them.

"You okay there Ana," Thomas whispers into my ear holding me even closer to him.

"Yeah I am fine," I say trying to wiggle out of his grasp.

"What's wrong? Kate's getting hot chocolate, we are alone. You don't have to pretend anymore. " he tells me. Okay has this guy actually lost all his marbles or is he just messing with me.

"You can let go of me now, Thomas," I wiggle a little harder.

"Don't be so coy Ana, I saw how you where looking at me in the car. When I would brush my hand on your leg, you loved that didn't you," he tells me.

"Okay, I have no idea what you are talking about. You need to let me go right now," I seethe.

"Come on Ana, I know you want this," he says dry humping my leg like a puppy.

"Get off me!" I scream thrash violently.

Suddenly I am no longer be held in the grip of Thomas, and he is held by the scruff of his collar. I stumble backwards from the force and fall right into the snow. Standing tall and powerful holding him is, the handsome stranger from last night. I gasp as the man shakes Thomas, he looks enraged.

"I believe the lady told you no, didn't your mother ever teach you what the word no mean. Get the fuck out of here; I will beat the shit out of you next time I see you, got it," he roars. The sound of his angry voice somehow makes me feel really safe with him right now. The man shakes Thomas's collar trying to provoke an answer from him.

"Y..yes sir," the man drops Thomas and he runs away shaking like a leaf. I get to my knees and the man stretches out a hand to help me up.

"Thank you, for saving me," I whisper looking down brushing the snow off my pants.

"No, problem. That guy is pathetic," he grunts, " Come on lets go get some dry clothes for you. Then we'll get some coffee." He helps me get out of my skis and I decide to fallow him, I mean he did just help me out back there.

"I'm Anastasia, Ana for short, " I tell him pulling off my gloves.

"Christian," he says holding out his had for me to shake. His hand in my, now glove free, hand is big and warms, comforting almost, I feel spark go through me. Looking up into his beautiful grey eyes I can tell that he felt the spark too.

oKAY, wHAT did you think of this chapter? Let me know if you would like Christian's POV of this chapter as well or if you would like me me to move on to them finally talking. I love to read everyones comments!

Until Next Time

-AJ