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CHAPTER SEVEN

{Christian}

3 Months Later

BEEP…BEEP…BEEP…

I hear the constant buzzing in my ear making my head hurt. It feels like the morning after an all-night drinking binge. God, I wish someone would shut off that stupid alarm. Where the hell is Ana at? She must hear it too.

Trying to open my eyes is like lifting a car up by the bumper using only your upper body. Christ, what did I drink last night?

BEEP…BEEP…BEEP…

I let out a groan and hear voices from afar.

"He's waking, call the doctor."

I'm able to open a thin line and see I'm in a dark room and the smell of disinfectant spray hits my nose. Gail has truly gone overboard on the cleaning.

"Call everyone and let them know." I hear a voice again and then the sound of a door latching shut.

"Christian? Christian, it's mom. Please baby boy, wake up. Come back to us."

Mom? What is she talking about? I'm right here trying to wait out this annoying hangover. I really want to sleep some more to maybe bypass the condition I'm suffering right now.

BEEP…BEEP…BEEP…

I groan and try to call out for someone to shut off the alarm.

"Ana." I try to say but it comes out a whisper as my throat feels like sandpaper. "Ana!" I try with a little more force.

"Oh dear." I hear mom gasp.

The door opens and I vaguely see a blur of white.

"Mr. Grey, I'm Dr. Legend can you open your eyes for me all the way?" I try but a bright light flashes into them and I force them shut to stop the shooting pain. "Okay, I'm going to order some tests and scans to be run and then we'll be able to tell where we're at. Can you squeeze my hands?" I do the best I can. "Good, now can you feel this?" I feel a sharp object against my feet and jerk away. "Great, great."

"Ana." I say again wanting to find out what the heck I'm doing here and why I can't feel her presence like I always do when she's in a room.

"We'll get to that in a moment, Mr. Grey. I need you to open your eyes again and focus on my finger."

With the strength of Hercules, I open both eyes and see a hazy man in a white doctor's coats with mom standing at the end of the bed. I follow the finger and sip out of a straw before addressing him and mom. The cool liquid is exactly what I need at the moment.

"Mom, where's Ana? Where am I?" I see my mother look ashamed for some reason and then looks down at her feet. "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Grey, can you tell me what the last thing you remember is?"

I bring my eyes up to the ceiling and try hard to think back to last night but I don't get the chance because the door burst open with Dad, Elliot and Mia all rushing in and pushing each other to get closer.

"Oh, thank god!" Mia starts to cry and rushes over to the side of the bed knocking into dad and swings her arms around me crushing me in a hug.

"Easy Mia!" Mom warns.

"It's good to have you back, Bro. Three months is a long time to not see your scowling face." Elliot interjects.

I'm not in the mood to deal with him as my head feels like it's on fire. Wait. Did he say three months? My eyes frantically search the room but don't find my blue-eyed beauty. Where is she?

"Three months? What the fuck happened to me?" I demand now that I'm able to talk a little better.

"Mr. Grey, I'm going to need you to calm down and try to remember the last memory you had." The doctor asks again but my mind is racing all over the place.

I try to rack my brain. Anastasia. I remember having amazing morning sex, then meeting with Flynn, after that was seeing that horrible bottom feeder Elena. My brain is a little hazy but I continue on.

The threat. My stupid plan. The meeting at the restaurant with Anastasia and it turning to shit. She left and I had to leave for a meeting in Portland with Taylor. Not finding Ana. Flying back in Charlie Tango. The beeping and smoke. Trees.

The crash.

I was in a crash with my helicopter.

"Ana. I need to see Anastasia, right now." I say and everyone stops as if they're frozen in place. Did my world just hit a pause button? No one says anything but everyone slants their eyes over to dad. Elliot looks pissed and crosses his arms over his chest.

"Yeah, dad, why don't you answer that one." Elliot hisses.

"Elliot don't you start that right now. Your brother has just woken up and doesn't need the added stress." Mom chides him but he's not having it.

"What the fuck do you think is going to happen when he finds out, mother." He shakes his head. I've never seen Elliot speak to our mom like this before. "Can't you see he's already worked up wondering about her."

"Where is she?" I ask interrupting their hateful banter like I'm not in the room.

"Son," My father starts but there's a hint of remorse in his voice. "There was a big misunderstanding and I'm afraid…"

He is interrupted as the door flings open and a woman wheeling in a wheelchair comes barreling in. I notice right away that it's Gail and Taylor is the one in the chair.

"Mr. Grey, we came as soon as we heard." Gail says a little out of breath like she just ran here. She maneuvers the wheelchair past the others and catches my fathers foot as she comes up to the side of the bed. My father winces and does a small hop. Gail doesn't even acknowledge anyone else in the room, which is odd.

Am I having a crazy dream? What the hell is going on and where the fuck is Anastasia?

"Mr. Grey it's good to see you finally awake." Taylor comments.

"Thank you, Taylor. Is everything okay with you?" I nod at the wheelchair.

"I should be good as new in a few weeks. Physical therapy is helping build my muscles back to normal." He pauses and looks around the room at my family. He leans in and tries to quietly talk. "We need to speak as soon as you're able, Sir."

"Speak now, Taylor." It seems important.

"I'm not sure you're going to want an audience for this one." He lowly says again.

"Can you give us the room." I state not giving them a chance to respond. I notice the doctor has already made a hasty retreat from the room.

"Son, there is something I'd like to say first before you hear what Taylor says. I need you to understand where I was coming from."

What could he possibly have to explain?

I look over at Taylor and Gail and see them shooting daggers at him. They aren't trying to hide their distaste for him at all.

"You have to understand, when we got that call to come back home it was the worst thing a parent could go through. Finding out that their child could die before you can even get a plane ride home was the most helpless feeling in the world." He loosens his tie from around his neck. He looks like he's aged ten years. "We landed here in Seattle and I received a call from one of the partners at the firm. They had someone from the Police tell them of the arrest that was going to be made in connection with your crash. When I found out who it was I didn't believe it at first but then they sent me the videos of the fight you had at the restaurant and my mind started to go all over the place. No one ever wants their child hurt and when it happens they want to hurt the person right back. I am so sorry and you have to know that I'd take it all back if I could."

What is he talking about? What does the fight Ana and I had at the restaurant have to do with who sabotaged my helicopter?

"Okkkkay?" I'm still confused.

"What he's trying to say is that he did nothing when Ana was arrested as the number one suspect for the crash right here at the hospital in front of your room." Gail spits out while continuing to stare holes into my father.

"WHAT?" I yell despite my sore throat. My chest begins to hurt and I move my heavy hand to try and relieve some of the pressure.

"They handcuffed her and paraded her out in front of the press before driving her to the Police station." Gail seethes not trying in the least to show her distain for him.

The guilty look on my father's face says it all.

"I…you…" I can't even form words much less a sentence. "Where is she now? Still not there I hope. You better pray to God that she better not still be there!" I grit towards my father. How in the hell could anyone think Ana would be responsible for something like that?

"She's not there, son. She was…released." He solemnly states then hangs his head.

"Oh, thank god!" I say and let out a deep breath.

"Tell him the rest Carrick Grey." Taylor pipes up. He's never used my family's first name before and he's been with me for over seven years.

"There's more?" I question. How can there be more? What in the ever-loving hell is going on?

"Oh, there's more, little brother. A lot more." Elliot chimes in.

"I… I thought she was the one who set this entire thing into motion. I wasn't thinking clearly. You have to understand, I was in a really bad place thinking that you were never going to wake or even make it through the night." He tries to justify. "The Detective said they had enough evidence and it was a solid motive."

"Just say it."

He huffs then starts, "I went to the station and she was just starting to be questioned by Detective Ford so I interrupted and got the room cleared. I…we spoke for a few minutes and then I told her that I couldn't represent her due to a conflict."

"Okay but you could have had one of your other associates be her counsel." I add trying to move this along so someone can bring her to me.

"I couldn't do that because we were representing you."

I know I just woke up after three months but none of this is making any sense.

"The firm couldn't because we were on your side for the divorce process." He says the 'D' word and a white flash covers my eyes and my head starts to throb.

"The d-why in the fuck… who said anything about…"

The beeping from the machines start to go off and my breathing is heaving from my body.

"Calm down, Christian or you'll pass out." Mom says rubbing my arm but right now the only thing I can think of is throwing my father out the nearest window.

I close my eyes and start to count to ten but end up at two hundred and fifty-five. The machines have quieted back down and I train my eyes back on my traitorous father.

"Son, I saw the videos and thought that is what you wanted. You basically implied it and I wanted to protect you. The Detective said he had enough motive to start the arrest process."

My ears are burning listening to him try and justify his actions on my pregnant wife being tossed into a jail cell like some criminal off the streets.

Pregnant. Oh god, the baby.

"So, you left her there to fend for herself? Did she look like someone capable of causing a helicopter crash, dad?" I spit so much venom out of my words. "She was four and a half months pregnant. Do you think she could've climbed up to the propellers and mess the engines?" I scream.

Gasps fill the room.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" Elliot starts to shake his head. "That's just great dad, I can't even believe I defended you at the beginning." Elliot yells and holds onto Mia. "You can official say you've ruined every one of your children's lives."

"Pregnant?" Mom asks. "Ana is pregnant?" She looks between myself and dad.

He drops his head to his chest and I know that he knew she was pregnant.

"You knew, didn't you? She probably told you at the Police station and you didn't care that your grandchild was in danger. Or that something could've happened to them." I accuse. "How could you do something like that you bastard!"

"No, your father would never have left her in that place had he known she was carrying a baby." Mom speaks up in his defense but from the shameful look on his face it tells a different story. "Carrick!" Mom swings and hits dad in the arm startling all of us. Never has she lifted a finger in anger towards anyone. She continues to hit him until Elliot pulls her off as dad stands there and takes every punch.

I'm in my own hell thinking about what my Ana went through that day. Being hauled out of here and then having dad turn his back on her. And our child.

"If you didn't get her out then who did? Ryan? Her dad? Kate?" I look over from face to face to find answers. Wait, where is Kate at? She's usually up Elliot's ass.

"We don't know, Sir." Taylor says. "There are no records of her being booked in and there has been no trace of her since."

"The fucks that supposed to mean. No one's seen her in the last three months?" I fume. How can that be? She couldn't have vanished into thin air.

"Barney is working on it, Sir, but it appears that the camera footage from that day has been deleted." Taylor tries to explain. There is something holding him back from telling me something else and from the angst in Taylor's eyes I know it's a dozy.

"Just say it, Taylor." I snap. My patience is no longer intact and if I could move around I'd break every bone in my dad's body.

"We were able to finally locate Detective Ford and he was able to tell us that there was an incident in the jail cell that Ana was put in." He pauses as I'm sure steam is billowing out of my ears. "It seems that three inmates roughed up Ana and a doctor was called in to examine her."

"Is she…was the baby hurt?" I stammer. My life would end if something were to ever happen to Ana or our baby. This was the entire reason I put my stupid plan in place.

"According to the doctor's report that Barney was able to obtain, she was bruised heavily but the baby was fine and healthy."

I let out a sigh of relief but it does little to cool the flame lit in me. I'll make each and everyone of them pay for this. Starting with…

"We'll find her, Son."

"Get the fuck out of here and stay the hell away from me." I spew to my father. "You let my pregnant wife stay at the Police station where she was assaulted and could've lost our baby. I'll never forgive you for that!" I yell.

"Wait, don't let him leave without telling you the other fuckup he did while you were in a coma." Elliot speaks before dad has a chance to try and defend his actions. He seems to hold his own personal hatred toward our father and I wonder if it is about Ana too.

"Elliot, not now." Mom who has finally calmed down tries to cut him off but it's too late.

"What else could there be?" And a rock drops in my stomach.

Dad lets out a sorrowful sigh and I know this can't be good.

"I-after I left the Police station I filed the paperwork to start the divorce process and also obtained a restraining order." He tries to whisper the last part but I heard every single word.

"You filed for divorce of MY marriage without even consulting me? How the fuck were you able to file without my signature?" My heartrate monitor goes off again and I feel my chest starting to hurt again. "Did Ana know you did that? What the fuck did I need a restraining order for? She's barely over five foot and falls over when the wind blows!"

"It was all over the news within minutes after he filed." Gail growls.

"I signed as your proxy in the event you were incapacitated. I thought I was doing the right thing…"

"Did. Ana. Know?"

"Yes, I made sure she found out." He admits in a defeated tone. This will forever change our relationship. Even if I had really and truly wanted out of my marriage, it would have been my decision and mine alone. I've never asked my father to fight any of my battles for me and why he thought this was okay makes me question everything I've ever known about him.

The fire in my head ignites further and my weak arms and legs are shaking out of control and it feel like I'm starting to convulse.

"Call the nurse in here." I hear mom say but I can't take my eyes off of the man I used to look up to. How could someone you love betray you in the worse possible way?

The door opens and an older woman comes through with a needle and sticks something into my IV. Immediately my eyes grow heavy and before I can fight it any longer I'm lost to the darkness once again.

A cold cloth stretches across my forehead and I jolt awake. I push the cloth and the hand away trying to get my bearings about me. In the corner I see Elliot with his feet propped up playing some game on his phone. Mia is seated next to him painting her toenails.

The nurse tries again to swipe the washcloth over my face and I'm not having it. Only Ana ever gets to touch me.

"Get. Out." I grit out. She takes heed to my warning and hightails it out of there.

"Oh good, you're awake. I thought we'd have to wait another three months to hear your voice again." Elliot says and makes his way over to the side chair by my bed. Mia follows suit but on the other side.

I groan thinking about earlier. I still am having a hard time thinking that all this happened. What the fuck has my life become?

"I need to get out of here. I need to find my wife." I try to locate the IV's to yank on them but both Elliot and Mia grab my hands.

"They won't let you and if you try to pull these out then they said they would tie your hands to the rails." Mia states.

"Your guys are working around the clock to find her, Christian. Let them do their jobs while you recover. Your body has been through a lot. They said even after you leave here you're looking at a month of physical therapy to get your muscles back functioning, like Taylor is doing right now."

I huff. I've never been one to sit around idly.

"Why are you so bitter towards dad?" I finally ask after a few silent moments.

"Your relationship isn't the only one dad ruined." A sad regretful expression crosses his face and Mia reaches out and takes ahold of his hand as her arm lays across my legs.

"Once we get Ana back everything else will fall into place." Mia states but I can see that even she doesn't believe her own words.

"What happened Elliot?" I genuinely ask. He looks about how I feel right now. Miserable.

He lets out a long drawn out sigh then runs his hands through his hair like I do so often.

"We didn't know that dad wasn't helping Ana until the next day. Kate started asking where she was after he came back from the station but he kept it very vague and said not to bother her until she contacted us. That she was fine but needed some time to herself to sort all this out. We believed him but then as Kate tried on several occasions to call her and she didn't answer she started to get worried. Ethan called not long after and told all us about the divorce filing and everything went to shit after that. He told us that the Police had hard evidence against her and that they wouldn't release her. He had said that filing the divorce papers was your idea and even if you were incapacitated that he was doing it on your behalf.

"Kate flipped the fuck out and slap the shit out of dad. He'd made a low blow comment about making sure your money was secure and that none of your hard-earned money would be placed in her hands. I had to literally pull her off of him. Mia and I both jumped to dad's defense saying something stupid to the effect that it might be plausible for Ana to mess with the helicopter." He looked shamefully over at an equally ashamed Mia and I wince thinking about them thinking Ana could've done anything hurtful to anyone much less me.

"But we were too late to right our wrong. She got ahold of Ray and Carla after leaving here telling us that we'll regret standing by dad. Kate wasted no time in ending our relationship and cleaning out her things from our apartment. We haven't spoken since. She said she couldn't be with someone who'd jump to conclusions before knowing all the facts, especially about Ana. We both said some really harsh unforgivable things and then she left. By the time Taylor woke up and found out what had happened and told us what really was happening, it was too late to fix things. Kate's dad let her take on a position in their New York branch and she changed her phone number. I tried going out there to beg on my hands and knees but she said I was too late and had the building security throw me out. I know her family is also helping to try and locate Ana along with Ray but that's all the information I know because the Kavanagh's put a restraining order against me so that I'd stop trying to corner Kate."

He has tears in his eyes and he's trying hard to blink them away. I know this is hard for Elliot. I'd gone with him to pick out her ring just a week before the accident happened. Elliot was never one to settle down but he truly thought Kate was the one. I look over at Mia and see her holding the tears back too.

"What about you Mia?"

"We didn't have a blow out like Kate and Elliot but it still hurts." She sniffs. "After the big blowout with them, Ethan said he wanted to take a step back and focus on his degree. He didn't have to say it but I know the moment we took dad's side we sealed our fate with our relationships." She shrugs putting on a good front to not care but I know when Mia is upset and hurting. "I text him every now a then to see how he's doing, but we don't see each other. When Taylor woke and told us about the threat to Ana's life and how you pulled the scene at the restaurant to draw the guy out we knew our lives would never be the same. Even mom and dad aren't in a good place after Taylor uncovered what dad did at the police station. I can only imagine what this will cause now that he knew she was pregnant and left her there. Grandma T almost had a nervous breakdown so Grandpa took her to their place in Montana."

God, so many lives have been ruined because of this.

"I hope that once I bring Ana home we can work on getting your lives back on track. I love you both and will do everything in my power to help get you there."

The door opens and reveals Taylor, Ryan, Barney and Welch. They have stacks of boxes in their hands and Gail is behind Taylor wheeling him in.

"Thought you might want an update of what we know so far, Sir." Taylor says at the end of the bed.

I nod and look at both my siblings.

"You guys go home and get some rest. I need to find my wife and baby."

"Did you know what you were having?" Mia asks hopeful but I just shake my head.

"No, we had an appoint at the end of that week to find out the sex. The baby was being difficult or really shy and not showing us anything." I give a little chuckle thinking about how we did everything to get it to turn or move but then frown. "Ana should be," I pause adding the time, "almost eight months now. I bet she knows since we only have a month left."

Shit, I've got a month to find my wife to be there when my child is born. My heart sinks thinking about not being there to see them born. Will Ana be alone? The thought causes my chest to tighten and my pulse to race.

Don't go there, Grey. You'll find her.

Elliot and Mia both leave with the promise to be back in the morning. Now it's time to get down to business.

"First, what is the status of this divorce that my father pushed?"

"Sir, once we heard that your father filed it and the press were all over it, we had your attorney put a stop on the filing and had the document sealed from the public." Welch says as he pulls some papers out of a folder and slides them over my tray to see.

So, it didn't do through. Thank god! At least that is one problem solved.

"Was there a correction sent to the press?" I ask.

"No, we didn't know how to proceed, Sir. You usually never comment on your personal life to the press and we were wanting for you to wake so that you could make that decision. We knew you were trying to keep her safe from the threat so we did nothing." I'm annoyed but understand where they are coming from. I've never been one to comment on my private life but I'm afraid Ana thinks I really want us to end our marriage.

"What do we know about her whereabouts so far?" I ask around the room.

"Our thoughts are that D.A. Burt Button is the one who was able to get Ana out of the station without being noticed. We recently believe that he came and offered to help Ana to get away from Seattle and away from the person who was truly behind your accident." Welch answers.

"Okay, and have we spoken with him? Where did he put her?"

I know that he has knowledge of me being one of Elena's whipping boys and hope that he handled her with care. He and the police chief stopped me at the station after my meeting with Elena to discuss my files being part of the evidence they found in her safe. My bank account took a hit to keep my name out of the press and those files were to be destroyed as the money made it to their accounts, the little crooks.

"We think he placed her in Witness Protection." Barney inputs.

Witness Protection? Why in the hell would he do that?

"What did he say when you spoke with him? Surely he understands that we are all on the same page."

I wait for a response but it's slow to come. Christ, now what.

"We haven't talked with him."

"Why the hell not? Shouldn't that be the first thing to do?" I demand.

"Uh, well you see," Barney stumbles.

"Sir," Taylor interrupts the stammering of my two most trusted employees. "D.A. Button can't be reach now. He is no longer here for us to question."

"Okay, find out where the hell he is and get someone over there." This isn't that hard to figure out. What is wrong with everyone?

"Sir, we can't communicate with Mr. Button."

"Why the fuck not?"

"Because he died Sir, four weeks ago."

A/N: And the plot thickens! Just when you think one problem is extinguished another fire it lit. Next up we hear from Ana (or should I say Annie) as we move forward a bit. Please review and let me know what you think. I've updated my Pinterest Page so go and check that out as well.

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