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Fifty Shades Abandoned – Chapter Nine


"What is it, Taylor?" Christian slowly acknowledged Taylor's unsteady presence in the room. Looking up, he saw something was really wrong.

"Sawyer was involved in a severe car crash earlier, Mr. Grey," Taylor said as he stepped into the kitchen where Mrs Jones was cooking and Christian was working silently.

"Is he okay?" He asked as he continued to read through documents as Mrs. Jones. Not even anticipating the velocity of what had happened.

"He's not doing too good, Sir, but he requested you get to him as soon as," Taylor continued and flicked his gaze between Mrs Jones and Christian. "He didn't say why exactly. He just told me he needed me to get you there as soon as possible."

Pushing all of the documentation "Let's go," He didn't ask any other questions on Sawyer, but he did still for a moment. After Jack going from stalking Ana from her fire escape to following her he needed verification on one matter. "Who's with Ana?" He asked as he stood watching Taylor.

"Ryan is now stationed out front," He confirmed and then followed Christian out of the apartment.

Christian spent all of the drive to the hospital ringing Ana. He had to let her know that Sawyer was no longer outside of her apartment waiting on any disturbance to occur. Why the hell was he driving when he should be outside Ana's apartment? Christian swallowed the foreboding as it formed a lump in his throat and his worry started to escalate into overdrive. He knew he had to go to Ana, but Sawyer needed to see him.

Finding they were at the hospital, Christian hadn't relented on trying to get hold of Ana, but now he was starting to get angry at her. She knew he would worry himself sick if she didn't answer. "God damnit, Ana," He grumbled as he got out of the car and hit redial. "Do you know where he is, Taylor?" Christian asked as he ended another failed call.

"Yes Sir," Taylor responded and allowed Christian to follow him the entire way to Sawyer's hospital room.

"What the hell happened?" Christian asked as Sawyer looked to him the moment he was through the hospital door, his body beginning to swell and bruise. He knew he would cover these bills, but first things first, he wanted details. "Why weren't you stationed outside the apartment like you were supposed to be?"

"Sir," Sawyer grunted as he pulled the wires from his aching body, "We were on our way to Escala. I had Mrs. Grey in the back with me."

Christian felt the blood fall from his face, making him pale entirely, "Ana was in the car?"

"Yes, Sir," Sawyer said as he pushed the nurse away again, "I was taking her back to Escala, when we were nearly there we were side swiped. I never had chance to react. I don't remember anything else, but when I came to, I tried to get out helping Mrs. Grey, but she was already gone."

"Gone?" He asked breathless. This couldn't be happening! This wasn't happening!

"Gone, Sir," Sawyer repeated. "So was the car that hit us. She wasn't there and the back of the car took the brunt of the crash. She shouldn't have made it out of that on her own, and I don't think she did. I think this was a planned attack." As he said that, the nurse tried again to get him to lie down, "Leave me the hell alone and get me the damn discharge papers."

Looking at Sawyer as he fought off the nurses, Christian knew this man was going to fight to get Ana back. In true Christian form he knew he could simply just fire Sawyer, like he had with Prescott, but he knew from the police reports he would see that Sawyer was doing nothing wrong. He was not in the wrong at all and Christian couldn't penalise him for that. He was one of his most trusted security members under Taylor and Christian would not believe that he had put Ana's life in danger – not when she was coming home.

"Sawyer," Christian began to say as his mind began to detach from reality, "You'll stay here until the doctors are satisfied." Hearing his phone ring, he grabbed it and answered it. A part of him praying it was Ana by some divine means of magic. "Ethan, what's up?" Christian snapped into the phone tensely. He had no time for this, he had to find his wife.

"They're gone," His brother spoke in the same tone, both Grey brothers feeling the loss gathering. "Kate and Mia were gone. They went to the gym, but Reynolds never picked them up because they were just gone."

"No," Christian managed to say as the air in his lungs got tighter

"He's after you and Ana," Elliot spoke up suddenly, his fearful tone only becoming more prominent. "He left a note in Mia's bag, and a picture of Ana, Christian. He has all three of them, but Ana doesn't look too good."

Feeling sick, Christian just ended the call without another word and backed out of the room, fully aware of the concern now on him. He kept his facade on until he was out of the room and in the corridor.

Sinking to the floor, Christian ran his hands through his hair with hard pressure and let out a sorrowful growl at the idea of Ana being in danger, and to top it all, his sister and his brother's fiancée were now caught up in this too.

It was one failure after another.

Why did Ana love him again? Why did anyone love him?

He had broken every promise he had ever made to Ana and his family.

He was the world's worst husband, son, brother and friend he knew it now, but that didn't mean he was unable to go for redemption.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Fifty Shades Abandoned -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Waking up, Ana groaned as pain tightened all over her body. Every single pain receptor burnt in her system and she could only remember the impact of the crash, over and over again. It was a consistent memory of how the crash occurred and her knee jerk reaction was to protect the baby – Little Blip! Her hand flung onto her tender stomach and as the cold from the floor registered against her cheek, Ana finally realised that something was seriously not right at all.

Sawyer! Her subconscious screamed in spite of her headache and she tried to move as she remembered the unbelievable moment of impact. Grinding her teeth together with pain and squeezing her eyes shut, she gave up momentarily before becoming aware that someone was with her here – whenever here was – and began pushing herself up ready for a fight.

"Ana, Ana, Ana," Jack's voice pierced into her pain and thoughts and he laughed as she stalled her movements to look at him. A swift blow to her side followed by another before he heard her scream out at him to stop as she collapsed back down. "Why should I? You had this coming to you, you bitch. For ever leading me on, for SIP. You deserve what I have planned for you. I deserve the money you're worth to Christian Grey. So why should I stop?"

"I'm pregnant," Ana whispered as she wrapped her arms around her aching ribs. "Please stop."

Jack chuckled maliciously at that connotation as Ana began to cry at him. "Look at you, all weak and pathetic," He said as he pulled her up by her hair. "And all it took was me taking out your car and kidnapping you," He said and dropped her back down to the floor. She was worth so much more to him now than ever before.

Looking out as the pain stole her senses, all Ana could do was attempt a fight against her restraints, but slowed as she realised that Kate and Mia were looking on. What were they doing here? They didn't deserve this, any of this. They didn't deserve to be here, tied up and gagged.

As her mind rallied around the memory of Jack attempting something in the kitchen of the office, she felt the heavy weight of blame as it came down on her like ten tonne weights. This was all her fault. This was all down to her that they were caught up in this looking so afraid at what was to come.

"What have I done?" Ana asked as she watched Jack go to leave the room and she was left with the watchful eyes of the two people she saw as sisters. Between the overriding pain, the panic in her and watching Kate and Mia look so scared, she was weakening by the minute. C'mon, Ana! You're stronger than this! You beat him once, you can beat him again. She knew she had to become strong and fight back for survival.

Jack laughed, stalling in the doorway, "You met that husband of yours that's what."

There was her one weakness – her husband, her Christian, her Fifty Shades.

Taking some self-preservation, Ana pushed herself up, giving up getting free from her chains, "Please let them go. Your problem is with me, Jack. Don't bring them into this." Bringing herself to her knees, Ana hugged herself as her ribs fought against her, breathing through her entire body pain she knew she had to beg. "You don't need them here."

"I like having them here," Jack snidely spoke out and laughed as he looked to them as they sat scared of his every move. He was loving the power this situation was giving him.

"You have me though," She began to cry; knowing the bounty upon her head was bigger than that of Mia's or Kate's. Her tears weren't even for her anymore. They were all for her friends, her family. "Please, Jack, keep me, not them. They're nothing to you."

Leaning in and grabbing her harshly, Jack pulled her up again roughly making her gasp from the pain prickling across her scalp, "This time I'm in control, you gold digging whore." He then lashed out, allowing that night in the office to show its consequence violently.

Feeling her head hit the wall with harsh impact, Ana slumped to the ground. Her subconscious screamed at her about the baby, about Christian, about Mia and Kate. It was asking her to stay awake, to fight for her family, but it was all futile.

None of it mattered, because once the black took over, her subconscious silenced and with it her worries dispersed into complete nothingness.

Bliss.