A/N: You guys are going to hate me for leaving this where I did, but I tried it a couple of ways and the next chapter (the big discovery) is better from Christian's POV. Sorry. I'll try to get it out as soon as possible. I also want to clear up a couple of things from reviews and PMs. Ana is not married yet, she just got engaged to Ian. We'll learn more about Ian and the engagement in the coming chapters. We'll stay in flashback mode for a few more chapters (which will continue to switch POV) and then we'll get to the present day and real time dialogue, etc., as a certain Grey makes his way to London for a wedding.

Present Day

London traffic is always heavy, but London traffic during a Tube strike is nothing short of a nightmare. It's going to be a while before we get home. Thank goodness for James, my trusted driver and security. With Luke Sawyer now having a young family of his own, he understandably did not want to move to London with Teddy and me. He still covers me when I am in the states, but James handles things here. Ryan is still assigned to Teddy and travels with us wherever we go. Christian personally selected James and he's been a great fit for us, even if he is a bit more formal than I would like. With a heavy sigh, I close my eyes and lean back into my seat, once again lost in my thoughts.

Three and a half years ago

Today has been a good day. I've managed to get some work done in my home office and play in the indoor pool with Teddy after a very serious game of hide and seek in the yard with Gail and Ryan. It was, dare I say, almost normal. Almost. My hand still instinctively rests on my abdomen, but there is no longer a baby there to comfort and protect. My heart aches for my lost son, but my mind knows I need to focus on Teddy, on the here and now. So that's what I will do. And tonight, I intend to force Christian to talk to me. We will find our way forward together. I told him once years ago that we would always find a way and we will. Always.

It's not unusual these days for Christian to work late, in fact, it's become the norm more often than not. I hope once we talk tonight that will start to change. I hope we can draw strength from each other and stop walking on eggshells. It's time for us to heal. After giving Teddy his dinner and a lengthy bath, I read him a story and tuck him in for the night. As I make my way downstairs, I'm surprised to find Jason in the kitchen with Gail and even more surprised that Christian is nowhere in sight. Something isn't right, I can feel it.

"Jason, hello. Where's Christian?" Even I can hear the panic in my voice. A sense of dread looming over me.

"Hello, Ana. Christian had to stay downtown. He said he would be late." He's uncomfortable. I can tell.

"Why aren't you with him, Jason?" He hesitates for a moment and swallows, looking first at Gail and then meeting my stare.

"Reynolds is with him, Mrs. Grey." I'm never Mrs. Grey anymore. We stopped that long ago, what isn't he telling me?

"Where is my husband, Jason?"

"I'm not exactly sure."

"What in the hell does that mean, Jason? You're his head of security. His fucking shadow. Where is he?" I'm raising my voice and fighting the tears lodged in my throat. Where is he?

"Ana, please calm down. He's fine." Gail walks towards me and wraps me in her arms.

"He's far from fine, and we all know that. Where is he?"

"He bought a property on 4th Street several weeks ago. I know he's been having some work done there and they Reynolds has accepted some deliveries for him the last couple of weeks. He hasn't talked to me about it and when I've asked, he's been quick to change the subject. I've learned not to push him, especially these last few weeks, so I let it go. I was planning to go there tomorrow and check it out for myself." Check it out for himself? So he knows there's something wrong too. What have you done, Christian?

"Is he there now?"

"I'm assuming so, but I'd have to track him to be sure."

"Do it."

"Ana, I'm sure it's nothing."

"I said do it, Jason." He nods and leaves the room as I break down in Gail's arms. He returns quickly and his expression is grim.

"It shows that he's a the 4th Street location. I've tried calling and he isn't picking up. Reynolds secured the building and was told to wait in the garage for Mr. Grey. He said he would be a couple of hours."

"Let me get my coat and bag. I want you to bring me to my husband."

"Ana…"

"Jason, I need to see him. I had already made up my mind that we were going to talk tonight. It's time to clear the air and it's obviously time for me to know what's on 4th Street keeping my husband away from his family."

To say the drive into town was tense would be an understatement. We both knew something was wrong, but had no idea what exactly we were about to walk into. I think in my heart I may have had some idea, but I was afraid to give voice to those fears. Even so, the reality was far worse than anything my mind could have conjured up. We pulled into the parking garage and Taylor pulled into a spot next to Christian's SUV where Reynolds was waiting looking nervous, very nervous. Taylor climbed out to speak to him and I nearly had a panic attack when I looked to my right. Two spots away was a shiny new Audi A3, also known as the submissive special. Somehow I found the strength to get out of the car, Taylor right behind me. I can still here him telling me to wait, that I shouldn't go up, but I was on autopilot. It was almost an out of body experience as I made my way to the elevator that would deliver straight to hell.