Welch sat behind the wheel of the black SUV, staring at Taylor's men and Grey returning from Elena Lincolns home with its impressive black wrought iron gate. Behind him was Taylor, struggling to look normal but fading fast. Welch knew he would lose consciousness soon and if he wasn't in surgery within the next hour, odds were he wouldn't make it.

"Taylor, where else might she go?" asked Welch.

Taylor watched guys from the second SUV open the gate and guide Grey back into the other SUV. It was becoming harder to concentrate. He could feel his heart racing, trying desperately to make up for the blood loss. His time to help was running out. He forced himself to concentrate, to think, to remember some of the stunts Elena had pulled in the past. "You know her, Welch. She thinks she can get away with anything. If she's not home, she'll be in the last place we would expect to find her "

"Which is?"

Taylor hesitated,"I don't know. I'm not sure. Maybe Escala, or Grey House?"

"Escala?"asked Welch in disbelief.

"Jeeze, T! You're right!" Sawyer burst out excitedly. "No one would ever look for her in Escala. Plus she knows Grey fired all his staff. She'll expect the place to be empty with no security at all. Hell, she'd use his playroom in a heartbeat and then just leave her body there and blame Grey. She'd probably has a plan to kill Grey and have them both be found together dead. For her, its a win-win situation."

Taylor smiled weakly, sure now he was right. His body sagged in relief as he slumped up against Sawyer. Luke met Welch's eyes in the rear-view mirror and just nodded. Three minutes later a helicopter landed in the middle of the road. Taylor didn't protest as he was transferred to a stretcher, He just grasped Luke's arm as hard as he could, and bit out,"Keep her safe, Luke, don't leave her side."

Luke met his eyes and felt his own begin to water. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat, wondering if they had pushed the envelope too hard, wondering if he would ever see Taylor again. He nodded hard, not daring to speak as his hand fell off Luke's arm and they carried him away.

Once Taylor was air-lifted out, Welch led the strike team to Escala. Luke brought up the security system, making sure every camera was live. Then he called them up one by one. Ana was in the playroom, shackled to the cross naked, but still unconscious. It appeared Elena was waiting for her to come around. Isaac was in the playroom but Elena wasn't.

Welch and Sawyer decided to let Grey go up alone. Everyone else would use the freight elevator. Grey was still a far cry from the man he was before the accident. He was a very confused shadow of himself. He wasn't sure how he felt about Ana except he didn't want her to suffer under elena. He was determined to draw Elena's attention. Ana would never survive Elena's punishments. Sawyer would shadow him and be ready to terminate her at the first threat. All he had to do was get out into the open. Sawyer would shadow him and be ready to terminate her at first threat. Grey started yelling. He wanted Elena to reveal herself. He started throwing things, glasses,bottles, lamps, anything he could pick up, he heaved. Suddenly, she was there.

Elena walked out of the master bedroom, dressed in her black leather Dom outfit. She held a gun in one hand. "Christian. Control yourself. Assume the position."

"Fuck you! Get the hell out of my house."

"Darling, you really must control your temper. How about if we go visit your cheating girlfriend. My dear Isaac has been preparing her for me." She didn't point the gun at him, but she didn't put it away either.

Sawyer watched carefully, keeping his distance but growing concerned. Grey was still a wild card. he couldn't let them enter the playroom. Silently, he texted Welch to keep camera 2 live and recording. Welch was waiting near the kitchen with a small team. Sawyer watched Grey stumble up the stairs, holding his head and grabbing his hair. He shook his head sadly to see the confusion and uncertainty on his face every time he looked back at Elena. Just as Grey finally reached the top of the stairs, Sawyer stepped out in clear view and called out loudly, "Elena!" She immediately turned around and aimed her gun at Sawyer. Without hesitating, Sawyer fired twice at her head, hitting her both times.

Grey fell to his knees and began to sob, calling her name over and over. Welch ran out and joined sawyer on the stairs, both men ignoring Grey and the crumpled bloody body that once was Elena Lincoln. They had one job left; get Ana out of the playroom alive. Fortunately, the playroom was soundproof. Isaac would have no idea that anything was wrong.

"Luke, you've done enough. Let me get Ryan..."

"No! We finish it now, you and me. Pull up camera 99."

Welch pulled it up on his phone and together they saw Ana, naked, hanging from the cross, still unconscious but with several lash marks decorating her body. Isaac was busy trying to choose between a studded whip and a cane. He had a whip in one hand but no gun.

Sawyers nostrils flared in anger. "I'm going in. No way that bastard lives. "

"He'll disarm you with the whip." warned Welch.

Luke gave Welch a grim smile and growled, "Let him."

Luke turned the doorknob and stepped into the playroom with his gun drawn. Isaac looked up and suddenly the sound of the whip was crackling in the air and then the leather cord was wrapping around his hand in a very painful manner. The gun dropped to the floor. Sawyer grabbed the whip and started pulling Isaac to him, but Isaac had other plans. He grabbed another whip and sent it wrapping around Sawyer's neck. Luke grabbed at the braided leather cord but he was too late. His airway was already shut off. With eyes bulging he pulled Isaac to him. Isaac may have been a submissive, but he was very strong physically, quite powerful. Together they struggled. Welch watched in vain. He finally opened the door and raised his gun only to see Luke grab the sides of Isaac's head and twist it violently. Welch knew from the sound alone that it was over. Isaac slid to the floor and Luke sagged against the wall, unwrapping the whip from around his neck and taking deep breaths.

"You okay?"

Luke nodded yes, still taking in long harsh breaths.

"Okay. How about you catch your breath and I'll get Ana down."

"No!" Luke stood straight up, looked Welch in the eye and repeated, "No!" He walked to bed, pulled up the red satin sheet and holding it in front of her, he asked Welch to undo her restraints. Once free, she collapsed into the sheet and Luke's embrace. Ever so gently he swung her up into his arms and started for the stairs. Grey was still prostate with grief as Sawyer made his way past him. Sawyer shook his head in disbelief and muttered a vile curse.

Welch sighed in frustration as he heard Sawyer curse. He watched Grey cry over Elena's body and knew this was a cluster fuck of epic proportions. Downstairs he arranged for Elena's body to be moved and Grey to be sedated and transferred to the very private clinic where Taylor and Flynn were taken.