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Chapter 2

Ana POV

Kate stayed with me all night and called in at work the next day to stay and help me out with whatever I might need. She swore Elliot to secrecy when she left last night…all he knows is that we are at our old apartment, but he doesn't know why. I will definitely need to have some security upgrades done to the apartment, so this morning I finally broke down and told Elliot what was going on and asked him to help with the security. To say he was furious at Christian was an understatement. He wanted to drive to Portland and give him a good beating, but I begged him not to; I needed him and to stay here and secure the apartment for me. I had Kate run to the store and get us a couple of burn phones and laptops… I needed to be able to communicate with my lawyer and Kate without Christian having Welch track my every move, call, and text, and hack my emails as well. Kate and I both set up a new email accounts to which only she and I and my attorney have access.

Phillip, my attorney called me about 11:00 and he had the papers ready so he brought them over for me to sign; adultery was listed as the reason for divorce. All I wanted was Grey Publishing, since I had built it into what it is now, and my personal effects that were still in Escala. Since Christian had gifted Grey Publishing to me on our first anniversary Phillip said there was nothing he could do to prevent me from keeping it. We don't have a Pre-Nup, and even though I am entitled to half of everything of Christian's, I don't want anything —unlike all of his previous sub/whores, I was never with him for his wealth. My salary as CEO at Grey Publishing is more than enough to comfortably support me…I don't want or need the extravagant lifestyle anymore that I have lived for the last 4 years.

Phillip said he would have someone waiting in the garage at Escala to serve Christian when he arrived this afternoon. I told him Christian should be there between 2:15 and 2:30
Christian texted me just before 1:00 that they were taking off, so I waited a few minutes and texted Reynolds that there was a change of plans, and that I was not feeling well and that Taylor was going to bring me home from Boeing Airfield, and for him to just go to Escala. He responded back that he was on his way there now.

My nerves are bouncing all over the place and I feel like I am going to throw up. In just a couple hours all hell is going to break loose. I asked Elliot to stay with me at the apartment because I know Christian will go thermonuclear when he receives the papers. I took the battery out of my Blackberry and laptop so he couldn't track it, but I know Christian's stalking abilities, and it will only be a matter of time before he finds out where I am. I was thinking about going to Montesano, but I didn't want to put my dad through the shit storm that is coming.
Kate wanted to hide in the garage at Escala so she could watch the show, but I told her I would feel better if she stayed here with me…I know Christian's temper, and if he saw her I don't know what he would do to her.

Since my phone was turned off he wouldn't be able to call me, but in the divorce papers there is a "No Contact" clause that states that any requests for contact with me must go through my attorney, and if Christian attempts to contact me directly I can request a restraining order be issued to him. That's going to piss him off for sure.
It's now 2:30...Christian should be home any time. Phillip's process server said he would text me as soon as the papers were served.
10 minutes later my burn phone buzzes with a text: "Done."
I look towards Escala and half expect to see a mushroom cloud in the sky...

About an hour later my burn phone rings and I see that it is Phillip. Here we go. "Hello Phillip. What do we know?" He chuckles first then "Well, your very angry husband has been screaming at me for the past 30 minutes and is demanding to speak with you and demanding that I tell him where you are. I suggested that he calm down so we could schedule a meeting at my office so you could discuss the divorce papers. He informed me that there would be no divorce...he made it perfectly clear that he will never sign the papers; that this is all a big misunderstanding."

How could tying up and fucking some whore be a misunderstanding? I wonder to myself…

"Are you ready to meet with him, or do you want to wait a few days?"
"I think it would be best to put it off for a few days and give him a chance to calm down. How did he react to the No Contact clause?"
"Not well. He informed me that nobody was going to keep him from seeing or talking to you. I believe he has his security guy tracking your whereabouts now. I informed him that if he shows up and threatens or tries to intimidate you in any way that we won't hesitate on filing a restraining order against him. Are you safe at Kate's apartment, or do you want me to send a car for you and get you a hotel room under my firms name?" I think for a minute "I'll be fine. I had the locks changed earlier and cameras and an alarm system is being installed as we speak. Kate and Elliot are here with me, and he won't dare try anything with his brother here."
"OK. I will call him back and schedule a meeting at my office for Monday afternoon. That will give him a few days to calm down and talk to his lawyer. Is that OK with you?" "Yes. That will be fine…let me know what time to be there. Thank you for everything."

I hang up the phone, and then past 20 hours start to take their toll on me, because my body starts shaking and I start sobbing uncontrollably and crumble to the floor. Elliot picks me up in a big bear hug and sets me on the couch and holds me until I'm cried out.
I make it thru Friday night without Christian barging in, and my body finally gives out and I finally go to bed about 10:00. Elliot sets the alarm system and he and Kate both stay the night with me just in case Christian shows up in the middle of the night. Elliot insisted on sleeping on the couch, just in case.

Sleep does not come easy and I wind up tossing and turning most of the night. I finally give up and get out if bed about 7 and stumble into the kitchen. Elliot is still asleep on the couch. There is no food in the house so I grab Kate's keys and head to the closest market to get a few things for breakfast. On the way home I notice a black SUV following me, so I assume Christian has already located me. Whoever it is parks across and down the street a bit but never gets out and approaches me. I'm sure a call or text message has been sent already. One of the few demands I put in the divorce papers was that security/surveillance on me was to end immediately. I explained to Phillip the constant security that follows us, and since we were divorcing I would no longer tolerate someone stalking me and reporting my every move to Christian. My life would be mine again, and he will have no part in it.

CPOV

As soon as Charlie Tango is secured I climb in the back of the SUV and turn on my Blackberry and wait for all the new text messages and emails to download as Taylor pulls out of Boeing Field. I see a text from Ana telling me to have a safe flight and that she is going to lie down for a while, and to wake her when I get home. I could swear that I could not only feel her presence but also I could smell her scent when in walked into my hotel room yesterday afternoon. The scent of her shampoo, body wash and lotion make up her unique "Ana scent" that I have come to love. I walked around the room to see if she was there but it must have just been my subconscious chewing at me.

The guilt I am feeling for what I have done to her is eating me up, and last night I ended the affair I began having 6 months ago. Taylor gave me his 2 weeks' notice this morning because of it, and I begged him to stay, promising him that I ended it for good last night. He found out about it during my last trip to Portland, and he did not hesitate to let me know how he felt about me. I offered him and Gail a huge pay raise after he agreed to stay on, but he refused it, making it perfectly clear that he and Gail could not be bought. Now all I can do is hope and pray that Ana never finds out. She made it perfectly clear before we got married that any form of cheating was a hard limit for her, and she wouldn't give me a 2nd chance if it happened. Her mom cheated on her dad, and not only broke up their family but broke her dad's heart. Ana never forgave her mom, and their relationship is strained at best-Ana didn't even want her at our wedding, but her dad intervened, and at the last minute Ana begrudgingly invited her. I can't even come up with a reason for starting the affair in the first place. "Because you're 50 shades of fucked up, Grey" my subconscious snarls at me. I love Ana with all my heart, and it makes me sick to think that I have broken my wedding vows. I am going to have to keep this to myself and live with the guilt for the rest of my life because even if I confess it to Ana and beg her to forgive me, I know she will walk out and never come back. God, I'm a fucking idiot.

We pull into the garage at Escala and Taylor drops me at the elevator while he parks the SUV. Just as the doors to the elevator open I am approached by a man in a black suit "Excuse me sir, are you Christian Grey?" I look at him for a minute and then respond "Yes I am, who the fuck are you?" He hands me an envelope and says "You've been served" walks away, gets in his car and drives off.

WTF? I have been served what?

Just then Taylor comes running up, asking if I am alright, and I hand him the envelope. He opens the envelope, takes out the papers and a few seconds later I see the color drain from his face. "Sir, you have just been served with divorce papers..."

I just stared at Taylor, not comprehending what he was said. "What the fuck are you talking about? Divorce papers? Why the fuck is she serving me divorce papers?" I screamed at him.
"Sir, according to the papers she has listed adultery as the reason for divorce." I just stared at him, and then all of a sudden it dawned on me..."That's why you gave me your notice this morning, you knew about this because you fucking told her, didn't you, you son of a bitch!" I lunged at him but he ducked and grabbed me, and before I knew it I was flat on my back with his foot on my throat making it very difficult for me to breathe. "Fuck you Grey! What you did disgusted me, but I would never tell Ana. I wouldn't want to be the one to crush that wonderful woman. This is 100% your fuck up. Fix your own fucking mess you piece of shit! I quit"
I just stood there as he walked over to the elevator, stepped in and glared at me as the doors closed.

OMG what have I done- Divorce? No, this can't be happening! I can't live without Ana.
She can't divorce me. I won't let her. How the fuck did she find out if Taylor didn't tell her?

I call for the elevator and step in; hoping that she is upstairs and we can talk about this. It takes forever for the elevator to get to the Penthouse, and when the doors open I rush into the great room yelling for her. When she doesn't answer I run to the bedroom looking for her, but she's not there so I run to the library, yelling her name. Just then Reynolds comes out and I ask him where Ana is. "I thought she was with you sir-didn't she fly back from Portland with you?" "She wasn't in Portland with me you idiot! Are you telling me you don't know where my wife is?" I screamed at him. "Sir I drove her to Portland yesterday afternoon at her request. Her afternoon meeting here was cancelled, but she was able to reschedule it at the Heathman at 4:30, so she had me drive her to your hotel so she could surprise you. At approximately 6:00 I walked her to your room and watched her enter,
and then she dismissed me for the rest of the evening because she said she would be with you all night, and then fly back with you today. I was to meet her at her office this afternoon but she texted me a few hours ago that she was not feeling well and was coming straight home from Boeing Field, and for me to come here. I have not seen her since last night."

Holy shit, Ana WAS in my room...it WAS her scent that I kept smelling all night. 6:00? Holy fuck. Jennifer got to my room about 5:30 and we got right into it...Ana must have walked in and seen us when we were fucking. Shit! Shit!Shit!

I can't think straight. And I just accused Taylor of telling Ana. I run to the staff quarters and pound on the door. Taylor opens the door and I can see that both he and Gail are packing. He hands me 2 letters, which are their resignations and tells me to get out of the apartment. I plead with them to stay but he tells me to go to hell and slams the door in face.

I stand there stunned and then walk away. I have no clue where Ana is so I call Welch to track her phone and laptop. Both of her cars were still in the garage so she couldn't have left town. There is no way I can call my dad to look at the papers so I call my lawyer and demand that he come to Escala immediately. Welch calls back and tells me that Ana's phone and computer are off, and that she must have taken out the batteries because he can't track either one. He said he can check the history on them and see where they were used last, but it will take him a little while to do it. He said will get back with me as soon as he knows something. Fuck! I throw my phone across the room and it shatters into several pieces.

A few minutes later the elevator dings and my lawyer walks in. I hand him then divorce papers and he reads over them, then looks at me and very bluntly and asks "Well, did you?" I hang my head in shame, so he obviously has his answer. "There is a "No Contact" request here which means if you want to talk to her you must contact her attorney first, and he will make the arrangements for you or us to meet. If you try to contact her directly she can file a restraining order against you."
WTF.
I can't believe it-I can't contact her without going through her attorney? How am I supposed to fix this if I can't talk to her?
This is not happening...
"Mr. Grey I suggest allowing me to contact her attorney to request a meeting so you can discuss this with Mrs. Grey. Did you have any idea that she was planning this?"
"No. I had no idea. From what I just found from my security she just found out about the affair last night." I can't believe she had this drawn up as fast as she did. I'm going to call her attorney and find out where she is and talk to her now.

I call him from my office phone, screaming at him demanding that he tell me where she is but he wouldn't tell me anything. He said he would contact her and get back with me with a date and time to meet. He suggested that I bring my attorney with me. He also reminded me of the No Contact clause and the consequences if I ignored it.

When he hung up on me cleared everything off my desk and started throwing everything against the wall that wasn't bolted down.
Reynolds came running in but I screamed at him to get the fuck out. I grabbed a bottle of scotch and started drinking directly from the bottle.
An hour later Reynolds came back in and informed me that Taylor and Gail had left. He handed me their keys and security badges and left me in my now destroyed office.
What the hell have I done?