Hey everyone! It's finally time for Christian's point of view. Hope you all enjoy x

CPOV

''Thanks for coming, Taylor.'' His nod is his only answer.

After another ten minutes of silence we are finally in the car on our way home and just when I begin to think about what Flynn just told me, I feel my phone vibrating in my jeans' pocket. I take it out and look at the caller ID, it's an unknown number but I answer anyway.

''Mr Grey?'' A soft feminine voice flows through the phone and I know exactly who that is. Leila.

''Leila?'' I ask in suprise. ''Why are you calling me?'' I frown.

''It's about your son.'' Her voice so quiet and soft.

''What do you mean, Leila?'' I hear hope in my voice along with fear.

''I know your son is missing, and I got some information that might help.'' Her offer to help completely throws me off balance. Why would an ex submissive of mine offer me help. Especially when she was in love with me and I turned her down. I wasn't capable of love until I met the women of my life Anastasia Rose Steele.

I quickly regain my focus. ''Why do you want to help me?'' I ask. I need to know this.

She sighs. ''Because Mr Grey, I owe you. After almost forcing you to love me back I feel terrible and completely out of control. And I want to make it up to you and help you find your son.'' She pauses for a second or two. ''The question is Mr Grey, do you want me to give you this information that I have?'' She asks.

''Of course I do.'' I answer without a second thought. ''Could you come tonight?'' I need this information as quick as possible regardless of what it is.

''Yes, I can be at Escala in about thirty minutes, is that okay with you, Sir?'' As always so polite just as I remember her.

''Yes, of course.''

After this short conversation with Leila I finally arrive home and I am starting to really get worried. What kind of information could she possibly have about Ted? I run my fingers through my hair for about the tenth time already. All I am doing right now is pacing up and down my study, thinking. I am alone in this, Ana has gone to Kate's for some god knows reason, Ted is missing, and so is Phoebe. What am I meant to do? Listen to Leila's information. That's all I can think of.

I take out my phone and call Taylor.

''Sir?''

''Have you got anything about, Phoebe?'' I get straight to the point.

''No sir, we haven't got anything yet but I will contact you as soon as we find something.''

I sigh. ''Thanks, Taylor.''

Once I hung up my phone starts dancing on my desk again and without looking at who it might be I connect the call.

''Grey.'' I snap at whoever is on the other side of the phone.

''Mr Grey, I am about to get into the elevator to your apartment.'' It's Leila. I almost forgot.

''Okay.'' And without saying anything more I stab the red button on my phone again and make my way to the elevator to meet Leila. Show time Grey.

The elevator doors open and I am met with a pair of big hazel eyes blinking up at me. My eyes look at her from her head all the way down. She is just how she was when she was my submissive. A slender frame, a slender face, and pale skin is the combination standing in front of me. I remember when she used to belong to me, she used to do everything I told her to do, she was a perfect submissive. Something that I thought I needed and love was always out of the question. But since that day, when pale limbs, long brown hair fell into my office. My life changed. My beautiful Ana changed me and I am in love with her. I realised then that I was capable of love, but with only her. Leila is different, she is a beautiful women but there is nothing there in between us. She wanted more and that was never going to happen. My only more is Ana and right now I miss her.

After another few moments of silence I finally speak. ''Leila.'' I nod at her.

''Mr Grey.'' She nods back at me. This used to always be the way we would greet ourselves every weekend when she come here.

Dismissing the past, I focus on what is happening right now. ''Please come in.'' I turn my back to her and walk towards my study. That should be a good place to discuss what she has to say to me. The sound of heels clicking tell me that she is following me. Good. She wants to get straight to the point and that suits me just fine.

I open the door and the gentlemen I am I hold the door open for her. She gives me a weak smile and walks past me. I watch her evry move to try and figure out whether she is going to tell me some good news or whether it's going to be all bad. She starts playing with a strand of her brunette hair, twirling it round her finger. She looks around my whole study as if she is looking at it for the first time. I honestly don't know what to think. The playing with the hair part shows that she is nervous but then I look at her face and there is concentration written all over it. I have no idea what to gather from all this. Instead I walk further into my study and take a seat in my usual black leather chair and I am hit with a memory.

''Daddy is this your throne?'' Little eight year old Teddy asks me. And all I can remember is me laughing and actually agreeing with him. A smile starts forming on my lips but I quickly hide it and focus on Miss Williams right in front of me, standing up tall.

I point to the cream sofa in front of my desk and that's where she sits. I watch her as she crosses her legs over and squares her shoulders as if to appear more confident and business like. Hmmm... She means serious then.

''Mr Grey, if I may?'' She begins, while keeping her hazel eyes on me.

''You may, Leila.''

She takes a deep breath in and carries on. ''I was on my way home, to my husband, just like I always do after work. I always take the same route home and so I always pass this beauty salon...'' She pauses, to gather herself... I think. ''Esclava, that's it.'' She starts playing with her hair again. Obviously a nervous habbit, she is still intimidated by me... interesting.

I run my index finger over my lips to stifle a smile and wait for her to continue. ''And there is never anything there that gets my attention, I usually just walk past. But that day... I think it was last week on Wednesday I saw them.''

I freeze. ''Saw who?''

She swollows. ''I saw an older women, very beautiful, with shoulder length blonde hair and your son Theodore Grey with her...'' She pauses again but regains focus and carries on. ''She walked with purpose and confidence... and he walked with his head held down. Not looking at her just following her inside Esclava...''

I rub my face with my two hands and then look at her again. ''Elena...'' I whisper to myself but Leila hears me anyway.

''Is that her name? You know her?'' She asks.

I nod. ''She was the one that taught me about this lifestyle...''

She stares with wide eyes. ''And you think she...'' She doesn't have to say it I already know. Elena is dragging my son with her. She is going to turn him into a control freak... a monster with needs... that I once was.

''Leila, thank you for this. But you need to leave I need some time.''

I drag my eyes away from the door I was looking at and look at her shocked expression. ''Very well, Sir.'' We both stand up at the same time and I am the one to walk up to her.

I am once again standing in front of her again. Towering over her small frame. Her lips fall open and form a slight 'o' as if she is shocked. But of what? In a moment of weakness I wrap my arms around her and bring her to my chest shocking both her and myself. Is this your way of thanking someone these days, Grey? I ignore my constant voice inside of my head and focus on her again. I pull back and hold her at arms length, she smiled at me. But this time it was a smile that was real and she looked happy.

''What the hell is she doing in my house?!'' My attention is instantly dragged in the direction of the now open door. I see her... Ana. But this is not how I imagined her being like when she came home. I drop my arms from Leila's shoulders and walk towards my girl.

She holds her hand up. ''Don't you even dare.''

I completely freeze. What did she just say? Her breath-taking face is flushed, her eyes narrowed and her lips in a straight line. This is a very angry Ana right now. ''Ana-''

She cuts me right off. ''Don't you dare Ana me. Just answer the question I just asked you.'' What's gone into her?

I look towards Leila and see her visably shaking, she looks at Ana and then looks at me with her pleading eyes as if to say 'Can you let me go now?' I nod and just like that she runs out of my study towards the elevator doors and I am left with this beautiful angry creature.

''Christian I am going to ask one more time, what the hell was she doing here?!'' She yells this time.

I start walking towards her again but she doesn't stop me this time. Thank god. I am in front of her, nose to nose. ''She was here to help.'' I explain.

Her already wide eyes open even more. ''Help... TO HELP!'' She shouts again.

''Anastasia stop shouting.'' I snap at her, I've had enough of this stupid shouting.

She turns her back to me and starts walking out of my study. And the lost puppy I am I follow her. ''What was she going to help with? Huh?! Did your ex submissive came here so you could fuck her?'' WHAT!

I grab her shoulder and turn her so we are once again facing each other. ''You know that's not true. I would never ever cheat on you with anyone. Why would you think that?''

She drops her head in shame but quickly regains her anger again, her eyes are once again burning holes in my body. ''Why was she here you didn't explain much.'' She spits at me and throws her hands in the air.

I put my left hand on her cheek and gently caress her. She leans into my touch and sighs deeply causing relief to flood through me. She's calming down a little so I begin with my explanation. ''She had information about Teddy and Elena... she saw them both outside Esclava... that's all.'' I am not going to tell her what I know she is doing to Ted. That need to be kept a secret, she doesn't need any more stress.

''And...'' She wants me to carry on talking.

''She saw them last week on Wednesday.''

''That's it?'' She asks.

''Yes.''

I put both of my hands around her small waist and pull her towards me, I inhale her sweet scent. This is what I need. My Ana.

''Please don't go...'' I beg her.

She pulls away and puts both of her cold hands on my face, and looks deep into my worried face. ''Christian after all these years of marriage you are worried that I am going to leave you?'' She smiles.

''I am the luckiest son of a bitch to have you as my wife, Mrs Grey.'' I smirk at her.

Her grin widens. ''And I am the luckiest girl in the world to have such a handsome, protective and loving husband like you.'' Her eyes are watering but it's not from sadness it's from love and hope we both have.

''We need to stay together, baby.'' I lean in and kiss her. As soon as my lips meet hers she moans slightly in pleasure and opens up for me and I take full advantage. My tongue is softly running over hers, exploring her mouth once more. This mouth that I have missed so, so much.

We both pull back breathless and I smile at her. ''As long as we have each other.''

Her eyes twinkle. ''As long as we have each other.'' She repeats.

''We will be a complete family again... soon...'' I promise her and kiss her forehead.