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Chapter 9

Christian's POV:

It's been almost 3 months since Ana has been home. It's been about a month since I received the last anonymous letter. Yeah, anonymous letters, first Leila, Hyde and now these. We've beefed up security because of it. Welsh has tried to determine where they originated from. Even after I threatened to fire him, we've only been able to determine that, there were no postage stamps. So we initially thought an inside job but all of the staff have been polygraphed and all passed. And, given the content of the letter we have also be able to determine that a female and one from my past sent them.

Letter #1: HELLO SIR

Letter #2: YOU'VE BEEN A BAD, BAD BOY

Letter #3: HOW SHALL YOU BEEN PUNISHED

Once we received the second one, I figure out that we may be dealing with Elena, or one of THE fifteen. Welsh has been able to track ten of the fifteen plus Elena down. I was more than relieved when I read that one of those 10 was Leila although she has been in constant contact with Flynn. There are still five that we cannot find, and out of those five, three are "capable" or ballsy enough to send something like this. I'm not discounting Elena but I think, matter of fact I know that it has got to be one of the ones we can't find. They have been able to somehow get the letters into the building and have them sent to my office via our own mail clerks. Since they are being sent to the office I have been able to limit Ana's knowledge of it. She doesn't need any added stress to the pregnancy. It's has been stressful enough for her. She's been on bed rest for the last two weeks because her blood pressure sky rocketed. Our baby boy only has few weeks left to go. And I will try everything possible to make Ana as comfortable and stress-less as possible. I'm excited and terrified all at the same time.

Although these letter are constantly in the back of my mind. We, I have to move past this. There doesn't seem to be any immediate threats.

A couple of weeks later.

Ana's POV:

"Gail! GAIL!" I stand in the hallway, screaming through the pain. Something's not right. Gail and Sawyer both come running to me. I am on my knee now, trying to catch my breath.

"Mrs. Grey, what's wrong?" Gail asks fear etched on her brow.

"The baby. Something's wrong." I manage to say between sobs.

"Mrs. Grey, I am going to need to take some deep breaths. Sawyer and I are going to take you to the hospital."

"Christian! Call Christian."

"I'm one it Mrs. Grey. I'm going down to get the car."

"No! You have to carry me. I don't think I can walk."

One the way down to the car. I am leaning on Sawyer and he is trying to call Christian. Sawyer must have texted Christian because when he picked up he was talking to me. "Ana baby, you are going to be ok. I am leaving my meeting in Tacoma now. I'm about an hour away. But I will be there as soon as I can. Gail and Sawyer are with you and they will not leave you. I will call my mom; they should be back from their vacation." Even through the phone when he talks to me I feel like we are in our own little bubble. "Christian," I say between contractions, at least I think that's what they are. I've never felt anything like this before. "I'm scared." "It's going to be ok baby." He says with his voice cracking, holding back emotion. "I love you. I'll be there soon." He continues and then he tells Sawyer to go off of speaker and by the way Sawyer is all 'yes sir' and 'no sir' I 'm sure Christian is trying to control the situation all the way from Tacoma. Oh my sweet, controlling fifty.

When we finally get down to the garage I don't think I can stand anymore. I feel weak. Sawyer lifts me up again and carries me to the back of the SUV. Despite the afternoon traffic and the rain, we make it to the hospital in 15 minutes. No one is here. Not Christian, not Grace, no one but my doctor. I guess Christian called him after we hung up. They put me in the wheelchair and rush me up to Labor and Delivery. I feel light-headed, and nauseous. Everything is rushing past me in a blur. I last thing I remember is Sawyer saying, "Oh shit, she passed out." When I open my eyes again I am sitting on a park bench, holding a teddy bear. Watching kids play.

Sawyer's POV:

Carrying Mrs. Grey to the car I feel her trembling in my arms. What do I do? What do I say? Part of me wishes I have taken today off. I place Mrs. Grey in the back of the SUV. "We'll get you to the hospital soon, ma'am." That's all I manage to say. Gail hops in the back with Ana and I run to the driver's side and get in. I want to floor it but I don't want to take any unnecessary risks. Besides, Grey will have my ass if I get into an accident. We make good time considering the traffic and rain. I called Ana's doctor on the way to the hospital. He said he would meet us in the lobby. On the way up to the labor and delivery floor Ana passes out. Gail stays with her while I call Mr. Grey.
"Mr. Grey, where are you sir?"

"Sawyer we are on our way. What's going on?"

"Well sir, on the way up to Labor and delivery An- Mrs. Grey passed out. Mrs. Jones is with her while I stepped away to call you. Sir, Dr. Grey isn't here yet..." He cuts me off to talk to Taylor. "Shit, Taylor floor it now! Luke, stay with her. We should be there in about 20 minutes." I hustle back to the room and the nurses are hooking her up to monitors. She's awake but completely out of it. Gail tells me that her blood pressure is high, too high in fact.

"Mr. Grey?" The doctor says as he walks over to us.

"Um, no, I'm Luke Sawyer, Mrs. Grey's personal security. Mr. Grey is enroot and should be here in about 20 minutes."

"Ok, well we can wait a few more minutes but if he isn't here in the next 10 minutes we are going to have to go ahead and do an emergency caesarean. I was able to stabilize her pressure but it's still too high and that baby is starting to show signs of distress."

I text Mr. Grey and Taylor. "GET HERE NOW! Blood pressure high, baby is distress, 911 C-section."

I hit send on my phone and here Ana mumble, "No. Christian? Where is he?"

"We are losing time; the baby's heart rate is dropping. We need to go now Doctor." Before I can protest, the doctor says, "Very well, let's move her. OR room 5 is open yes?" "Yes doctor." They begin hooking Mrs. Grey up to the portable machines.

Gail and I follow behind as Ana is wheeled to the OR room. Just before they enter the room, Christian and Taylor come barreling down the hall.

"Ana! I'm here." He yells.

"Christian? Christian I'm scared." He is by her side within seconds, caressing her hair and holding her hand. He is whispering in her ear but I can't make it out.

"I'm sorry Mr. Grey," the doctor interrupts their time in their bubble. "We have to do an emergency c-section. Unfortunately in order to do this we have to put Mrs. Grey under anesthesia. We cannot allow anyone other than medical personnel in the room."

"The hell you will, I'm going in there."

"Sir, I'm sorry, it's out of my hands." Before Christian could rant about how he will buy the hospital, Taylor steps up and places his hand on Mrs. Grey's shoulder. "Sir, let them do their job. Please sir. The quicker they go in the better the chance they have of saving Ana and the baby." Taylor the voice of reason. Christian looks defeated but agrees. And the four of us are left staring at the OR room doors.

CPOV:

This has been the longest hour of my life. If anything happens to my wife or son I don't know what I'll do. I can't even begin to process the thoughts of what if something happened to them. We still have so much time together. So many places to go and things to do. This can't be the end. I've been pacing the waiting room area, don't know for who long. My feet are numb. The hum of the snack machine and the tick tock of the clock seem to be amplified. Each tick seems to last a minute between each tock. I think I am going crazy. No one will tell us anything and threatening to buy the hospital, fire the staff and shut the place down has not worked. I can't even have my mother find anything out for me, because she and Carrick have been delayed. Their flight doesn't get in until tomorrow. I can't send the jet because Ros has it with her while she finishes up business in New York. I need another plane. The walls are closing in but I have to be strong for Ana, my Ana.

Gail as convinced me to sit down for a while. She's also told me that she called Flynn. Apparently I have been pacing for the good part of an hour. Why didn't I stay home today? I should have canceled the meeting and stayed home. I don't know if that would have changed anything. I'd probably still be sitting in the room waiting, whether I'd stayed home or not, but Ana wouldn't be scared. Things were going so well. But this is my Karma. These were the cards I was dealt. It's a shit hand let me just tell you. The only good thing is my Ana. Where are the doctors? Why haven't they come to update me.

As I finish up a silent prayer to who ever is listening, Gail hands me a cup of coffee. I take a sip and we all look up as the latch on the door opens. It feels like an eternity passes before the person on the other side walks in.

"Dr. Thompson, what's going on?" I jump up when I see that it is him.

"Mr. Grey, I'm sorry." NO, No, no.

"We've tried everything that we could but we were unable to save the baby."

I look at Dr. Thompson dumbfounded. I am at a loss for words. In fact, I think my words are gone. I try to speak but nothing comes out. Taylor, sensing my panic clears his throat to speak. "Mrs. Grey? What about Mrs. Grey?"

"Well her blood pressure spiked dangerously high. It was touch and go for a minute but on the baby was born we were able to stabilize her and get her pressure back to normal. She's not out of the woods yet. Despite all of our efforts the baby's chord was tied in a knot.

By some miracle I get my voice back. "The baby? Can we see him?"

"Unfortunately, Mr. Grey we have already taken him down to autopsy." I drop to my knees. This can't be happening. He continues talking but all sound vanishes. All I hear is my breathing and heartbeat. My heart, what heart Grey, is in my stomach and I feel the bile rising to my throat. Babies aren't supposed to die. Every time I attempt to square my shoulders and stand, I drop back down to my knees wanting to cry like a scared little boy. Get it together Grey. Ana needs you. I am brought back to reality by Gail lightly touching my hand, I realize that I am sitting the chair next to the door. "Mr. Grey, once we get Ana all situated in a private room, you will be able to see her."

"Thank you doctor." Is all I manage. For the first time in well forever, all I want is for Grace to hold me at tell me things are going to be ok.

"Dr. Thompson, code blue. Dr. Thompson code blue" Oh no that's I hope that's not Ana. I run out to follow the doctor. Before I am closed out of the room I yell to Ana, "Hang in there baby, I'm here."

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