Fifty Shades Of A Working Girl

Chapter 29

Ana Pov

It took me a minute to get my brains back into my head. I opened my eyes and I was upside down. I did a self inventory and I was fine, my arms and face had cuts. The back of the helicopter was ripped off completely from the floor, behind the two front seats back. How the hell did I not die? The blades on the roof were mangled, but the roof was what must have kept us from being decapitated. I remember putting up my arms to block my face from glass and trees. I suddenly thought of Ryan! I looked over at Christian and his eyes were closed with blood on his face. I unlatched my seat belts and tried to get on my feet, as gracefully as I could. It turned out not to be so graceful. Boy, was I glad I didn't wear a dress. I took off my Louboutin heels one at a time and ripped off the heeI spikes. I walked around the helicopter front and the door to Christian's side was half ajar. I tugged it open. I reached out and tapped Christian's face and he opened his eyes. I said, "Christian, how do you feel? Are your arms and legs ok?" 

He said, "My left leg is hurting below the left knee and my face and arms but it looks like cuts. Your face is bleeding too, Anastasia."

I said, "I'm ok. I'm going to get something to immobilize your leg, before I attempt to get you out of there. I can't unbuckle you until it's secure." I walk behind the torn off front and see a straight branch about an inch thick. I go a little further into the woods to find another stick that would do. I wedged it in-between a couple of saplings and tried breaking them down as evenly as possible to bind his lower leg. I took my chemise top under my blouse off and started ripping it into strips. I took all of it all back to the crash site. 

I started looking in and around our seats. I had looped the reusable shopping bag through the strap on my Messenger Bag before take off. I even clipped the strap into my seatbelt. It was thrown to the ground when I was released, which was what was left of the roof under my upside down seat. I grabbed it and pulled out my 20 in 1 multi tool survival knife, which I always carry in my purse or bag. I started hacking at the ends of the sticks with the saw blade tool. I was trying to even it out so they weren't so jagged. I came around and said to Christian, "Sweetheart, I'm going to splint your leg and tie it up tight. It's going to hurt like a mother fucker, but we don't have any choice. You can't stay upsidedown. I need your suit jacket. I'll be careful."

He said, "I understand, Anastasia. I love you and trust you, baby." I got done whittling the ends of the sticks, after measuring it to his leg for a rough estimate. They were relatively close in length. I reached inside and started pulling and tugging Christians jacket from around his hips. I cut up the sleeve through to the breast. I walked around carefully and cut the other up the same way. I took the stuff out of my shopping bag and put it in my Messenger Bag. I ripped at the seams with the blade of the knife down the side and bottom of the bag. I laid it down with the jacket open on top of it, after throwing out all the stuff I could from the inside. I knelt down on the open jacket on top of the bag, to cushion my knees. I looked up to check Christian's leg position. 

I said, "Christian, is it the middle of your calf or by the ankle?"

He said in pain, "More down by the ankle."

I reached up and was feeling down his leg from hip to ankle. He hollered out. I found the break in his ankle. It felt like his fibula was the bone in the back of the calf. I felt on the tibia and he said it didn't hurt. That's good, it's a stronger bone. I took a stick and did a loop around it for the one side of his leg tying it tight before starting, so it wouldn't slip. I tied it at the top on each side under the knee. I was imobizing his lower leg below the knee right now because I was going to have to have him flex his knee to get it out from under the console along with his other one. If I have to get longer sticks I will later. I secured the leg best I could without cutting off circulation.