It has been a weeks since we made our announcement to the family about Blip. Everything has been peaceful and quite... Almost too quite. My husband has been so attentive and open sometimes I wonder if he is himself. Then he does something that shows me he's still my controlling and powerful fifty. Like this morning for instance. I was sitting at the breakfast bar eating my second helping of granola with yogurt when Christian waltzes in and demands that I will not drive to work. Instead, until I have given birth Sawyer, my personal body guard, will be driving me. Even though every bone in my body wanted to argue with him I just agree without another word. After not getting a lot of sleep and the morning sickness I was going to ask Sawyer to drive me anyway. The look on his face when I said "okay" without any argument was priceless though.
Christian sat down on his stool hard with his mouth agape. His expression went from shock to excitement to acceptance then to fear in the blink of an eye. He bounds back to his feet worry etching his handsome features.
"Is everything ok? Is blip ok? You know you don't have to go to work if you don't want to." Christian says looking me up and down before placing a protective hand on my belly.
"Blip and I are fine Christian" I say then add looking at the confusion clearly written on his face. "It's just with the morning sickness I was going to ask Sawyer to drive me anyway." I see his whole body relax as he kisses me quickly.
"Thank God!" He murmurs into my hair as he holds me close.
Work has been total chaos since I walked in this morning I didn't even realize what time it was until my stomach started growling. 1:45 oh gosh I should have gone to lunch a while ago. I wonder why Hannah didn't come and get me. Because you bit her head off for no good reason yesterday when she came in to tell you it was lunch time! My subconscious glares at me over her half-moon spectacles. I slowly gather my things and head out to go and get something from the deli and I quickly decide to text my husband.
*Headed to lunch. Just wanted to say I love you*
I wait for a response but it never comes. Oh great he is mad. Well, I will just deal with that later.
I walk out and ask Hannah if she had been to lunch yet. Looking down at her desk she almost whispers "I brought my lunch today and I ate at my desk. I hope that's okay"
I feel so bad. I must have really scared her yesterday. I walk over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Hannah" I say tentatively making her look up at me. "I would really like to apologize for my behavior yesterday. I was out of line. You are the best assistant anyone could ask for and I really do appreciate you looking out for me the way you do. I was just frustrated and not feeling well and I took it out on you. Please say you will forgive me." I look pleadingly into her eyes giving her a reassuring and apologetic smile.
When I see her smile I know that all will be okay even before she says "of course I forgive you Ana. I guess it was just a bad day all around. Are you going to lunch or would you like me to go and get you something from the deli?"
"I'll go" I said "I need the exercise"
"Okay have a nice lunch" she replies as I head out the door.
In the lobby I am greeted by Claire and Sawyer who immediately stands upon seeing me. Apparently, my overbearing, control freak of a husband is too busy to text me back but not too busy to call and jump down Sawyer's throat over something that he had no control over. Maybe I should just call Mr. I-have-food-issues and give him a piece of my mind. As we walk out of the front door my blackberry is already ringing.
"Mr. Grey's phone" I hear his new intern answer "this is Olivia speaking."
"Hey Olivia, this is Ana is my incorrigible husband around?" I ask her trying and I am afraid failing miserably to sound nonchalant. Usually whether or not he is in a meeting he takes my calls. Then again, I have also never heard Olivia answer his phone. I wonder where Andrea is and why she is not answering his phone like usual.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Grey, he is in a very important meeting and has asked not to be disturbed even by you." she says apologetically. Crap! Crap! Crap! Is all I can think before she continues "Would you like to leave a message?"
"Thank you Olivia, but I think I should talk to him directly." I say as sweetly as I can manage "have a nice day." I hang up just as we arrive at the deli and I realize just how hungry I really am.
On the way back to my office I decide that I am not going to wait. I pull out my sandwich and start eating. Oh My Gosh! It so good, but after a few bites blip decides it is not as good as I think it is and I start to feel sick.
Sawyer and I head straight to my office. My overprotective husband insists Sawyer does a security sweep each and every time I come into my office. Before Sawyer can get through his sweep I fall into my chair as a sudden wavy of nausea, dizziness, and weakness overcome me. Something is not right. As Sawyer turns to leave my office I decide to ask him to take me home.
"Sawyer can you go get the car and take me home?" I say and watch the man stiffen. Even with his back turned to me I can tell he is worried. Who wouldn't be with what you did to this poor man last time? I mean come on he probably thinks you're going to take off again. And we both know how that turn out! My subconscious taps her foot waiting for me to reassure him that this is not another Jack Hyde situation.
"Please, Sawyer, I am really not feeling well." he spins around to look at me. I decide I really must look as bad... if not worse than I feel because he leaves my office muttering something about giving him five minutes to get out front with the car.
While I wait for Sawyer to retrieve the car I start gathering my stuff and shutting down my computer. I decide to call my husband and leave a message with Olivia or Andrea or whoever answers his phone. However, much to my surprise it goes to voicemail. That is weird. Olivia and Andrea must be away from their desks. Oh well I can still leave a message. At the beep I begin my rambling message.
"Hello Mr. Grey, this is your loving wife calling to tell you that I am going home for the day. Christian, when I get home I am going to call your mom and ask if she can come and check on me. I am really not feeling well. I asked Sawyer to take me home and I swear he thought I was going to ditch him again. Baby please call me back soon. I really need to hear your voice. I love you so, so, so much. Bye." I hang up and call out to Hannah to inform her that I am going home for the day.
After finishing briefing Hannah, on what needs to be done by the end of business, I try and stand to leave. I realize just how weak I am when I try and fail miserably to stand up on my own. Thankfully Hannah comes to my rescue. Honestly I think she carried me at some points. When we get to the lobby Claire comes to help. As we get to the doors Sawyer comes running to help. I don't really remember getting in the car but I must have because here I am. As we pull away from SIP I ask Sawyer to call Grace and see if she can meet us at Escala. I am sure now something is wrong and it scares me to death. I call Christian again hoping and praying he is out of his meeting. Nope, voicemail again.
"Christian," I cry into the phone "something is wrong. Please baby hurry home. Sawyer called your Mom. She is meeting us at home. I am so scared and I need you." I am quite the rest of the way home. I just stare out the window and cry.
Sawyer brings me out of my trance by telling me we are home. But, now I feel even weaker so ask him to help me up to the apartment. Next thing I know everything goes black and I am falling.