"Christian." Came Grace's voice from behind him.

"Not now mom." Christian stated firmly to her as he kept his eyes locked ahead of him, still trying to take everything in, the main aspect of that of him becoming a father. He couldn't believe Ana forgot her shot. How could she? She knew he wasn't ready to be a father. Neither of them was ready to bring a new life into this world.

Grace moved in front of Christian and looked to him. "No. We are doing this now." She told him looking to him as she folded her arms across her chest. "Your wife is in there and she needs you now more than ever."

"But…"

"No buts Christian." Grace cut in looking to him. "I can tell you are far from happy about the baby…"

"Far from happy?" Christian cut in looking to her with the shake of his head. "I'm furious mom. I wanted to give her the world! I had so many plans for us. We said we would wait to have children and yet she goes and forgets her shot?" He shook his head once more and ran his fingers through his hair.

"I knew you weren't listening to him." Grace scolded with a shake of her head. "Christian, all you heard was that Ana was a week late with her appointment. She didn't get pregnant this week. The doctor said her shot ran out early. Six or seven weeks was roughly the age of the baby? We're talking before your wedding or around there. Don't you dare blame her and think this is Ana's fault. It takes two people to make a baby. You are a grown man. No maybe now is not ideal timing, especially considering what has happened to Ana and her injuries but reality is Christian you are going to be a father and you need to accept that. That girl in there loves you more than anything in the world and I know you feel the same about her." She told him firmly before sighing a little. "Look, sweetheart…for now? Forget about the baby…concentrate on Ana and getting her better. After everything Hyde did to her…she is going to need you now more than ever."

Christian looked to her, listening to what she said before he let a shaky sigh pass his lips as he rubbed his forehead slightly. "I'm scared." He whispered looking to her, wrapping his arms tightly around himself. He felt so vulnerable right now. He felt like he was four years old again. "If I can't keep my own wife safe in our own home how am I supposed to keep a baby safe? How am I supposed to be a good dad?"

"Oh sweetheart…" Sighed Grace as she gently pulled him into her arms and help him close to her. "Every new parent is scared. It's natural. There's no manual on how to be the perfect parent. You do your best for your baby and that's all you can do." She told him softly before looking to her. "You will be a good father Christian. And you will keep them both safe. Hyde isn't going to get them again. Besides, you have Gia remaking your new home. That new house will be your new home. You will keep them safe. Nothing like this is ever going to happen again. We all know you won't allow it to happen again." She promised to him with a soft smile. "Now come on. Let's go and see her."

Christian sighed a little as he hugged his mother back before he gave a slight nod as he looked down to her. "I just don't want to let them down."

"You won't." Grace whispered with a smile before she gently nudged him. "Now come on. Your wife is waiting."

Christian nodded a little to her before he took a breath and looked to Grace. "You'll come in with me right? I don't to go in there on my own."

"Of course I will." She whispered with a smile to him. "There are only two visitors allowed at a time because her room isn't big enough for us all so Ana's parents have already gone in while I came to find you." She explained softly to him as she gently took his hand in hers and gave it a gentle squeeze before leading him back into the hospital, giving a small nod to Taylor who wasn't too far from the exit, keeping an eye on Christian.

Christian nodded slightly to his mother, holding onto her hand tightly as they headed back into the hospital. He was scared. Terrified even. What could he possibly offer a baby? Sighing to himself he then heading to where Ana was being kept, looking to everyone who was waiting outside before looking up once more. Glancing through the class he looked over to Carla and Ray who were just holding each other while Carla cried as they looked to Ana. Taking a look at his wife, he held his breath briefly, his grip tightening on his mother's hand without realising. Bandage around her head, two black eyes and a busted lip. And that was the injuries he could see on her face.

As Christian gripped her hand tighter, Grace looked up to him before she gave his hand a gentle squeeze. "Remember sweetheart she is stable…" She whispered to him before she gave the door a little knock. "Are we okay to come in?" Grace asked looking to Carla and Ray.

Ray looked up and nodded. "Of course." He looked to Carla. "Come on. Let's get you some fresh air and some water. Give Christian some time with Ana."

Carla nodded as she wiped her nose. "Yes of course." She whispered as she clung onto Ray tightly as they left the room, quietly closing the door behind them. She hated seeing her baby girl like that. It didn't even look like her. Not her baby girl.

Watching them leave Christian then looked to Ana before he let his mother's hand go and slowly made his way over to his wife's side. Gently taking her hand in his he pressed a soft kiss to her hand as he looked to her. "When will she wake up?" He asked, tearing his eyes from his wife and looking to his mother, holding Ana's hand close to his chest.

"It's hard to say." Grace told him with a sigh. "Her head injury…" She trailed off and sighed. "It could be a few hours…maybe even a day…she'll wake up when she's ready."

Christian simply nodded before he frowned and tilted his head slightly seeing a red mark on her collar bone, moving her hospital gown slightly to see the mark clearly his jaw clenched as he closed his eyes briefly, trying to contain his anger. "How many burn marks does she have?" He asked through gritted teeth.

Grabbing Ana's chart from the end of the bed, Grace started to look through it. Reading it she sighed. "Darling…"

"Just tell me." He cut in looking to her. "How many does she have?"

"Eleven in total." She whispered with a sigh before she read them out. "Two on each of her thighs, one on her left arm, one on her collarbone, one on the inside of her right hand, one behind her left ear and one on the back of her neck, one in the middle of her back and one on her hip…most of them have slight infections which they are treating…"

As Grace read out where she was burnt, Christian's eyes would travel to that part of Ana's body. Clenching his jaw he looked to his mother, he didn't want to ask but he had to know. "Did he…force himself on her?"

Grace shook her head. "No. There's no evidence of sexual trauma."

"Thank god." Christian whispered through his tears as one slid down his cheek before he looked to his wife once more. "I'll make him pay for what he did to you. I promise." He whispered to her as he pressed another kiss to her hand, holding it gently to his chest as he sat on the edge of the bed and jut watched her sleep.

Popping her chart back, Grace moved next to Christian and gently rested her hand on his arm. "If anyone can get her through this then it's you…"

Christian looked to her and sighed. "Is it?" He asked before sighing and shaking his head before he looked up as the door knocked, frowning seeing Detective Clarke outside. "I'll be right back." He whispered to Ana, pressing a kiss to her forehead before he gently placed her hand back on the bed before looking to his mother. "Stay here with her…" He mumbled before he left the room. "Detective."

"Mr Grey…"

"Have you found Hyde?" He asked looking to him.

"We did…"

"They just rushed the scumbag into surgery." Elliott scoffed with a shake of his head keeping his arm draped around Kate's shoulders.

Christian frowned as he looked to his brother before looking to Detective Clarke once more. "What?"

"We found Mr Hyde in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Seattle. The tech team managed to follow your wife's steps from the CCTV cameras…all we see is your wife running from the warehouse and then getting into the truck to which she then comes back to Escala. Mr Hyde is very lucky to be alive. We found him unconscious with a rusty screwdriver shoved into his abdomen. He's lost a lot of blood."

Christian looked to him blankly and gave a slight shrug. "Considering my wife has a fractured skull I'd call that self-defence."

"Mr Grey…"

"No." Christian cut in looking to him; he could feel the anger building again. "My wife's injuries…the doctor called them horrific…he tortured her!"

"Mr Grey we have no intention of prosecuting your wife." Detective Clarke cut in. "Considering the evidence we have against Hyde the attack will be considered as self-defence. I just wanted you to be aware in case Mr Hyde does try and say it was unprovoked as the warehouse doesn't have any CCTV inside."

"Unprovoked? He stabbed my wife's security. He kidnapped my wife. Yanked out one of her teeth. Fractured her skull. Broke two of her ribs, broken her hand and burnt her eleven times with a cigarette…and to top it all off…she's pregnant. If he even thinks about saying it was unprovoked I will end him." He snapped to him. "Now if you'll excuse I'm going back to my wife." He told him before he headed back into Ana.

"Everything alright sweetheart?" Grace asked looking to Christian as she got up from the chair and looked to her son.

Christian looked to her and sighed. "Ana stabbed Hyde with a screwdriver."

Grace raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"They've taken Hyde into surgery. He wanted me to know in case he tries and says Ana done it as an unprovoked attack."

Grace scoffed. "Well no one would believe him. Your father wouldn't let that happen anyway. He will make sure that monster is put away for life after what he's done to poor Ana." She reassured him before she smiled to him. "She squeezed my hand."

Christian looked to his mother before looking to Ana. "She did?"

Grace smiled and nodded. "Yes, I was talking to her, holding onto her hand. She can hear us." She smiled looking to Christian. "Come sit with her. Come be with her."

Nodding Christian moved back over to the side of the bed, bringing the chair closer he sat himself down before taking his wife's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze before pressing a soft kiss to it. All he wanted was for her to wake up. He needed to see those beautiful blue eyes. Sighing to himself he just watched her sleep. His mom said she'd wake up in her own time and that's what he was giving her. Time. He knew right now he had to be patient. She would wake up when she was ready, but until then? He wasn't leaving her side.