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Fifty Shades Abandoned – Chapter Thirty-Four

Ana was settled in the library, reading one of her old favourites, waiting for the next call or email from Christian, whenever that would be.

He was mid deal and that meant that phone calls and emails were limited to one or two, if she was lucky, a day. However, she was half way through the separation and she knew she could hold off another seven days if the days went as smoothly as they had.

She kept to routine – which involved about double the amount of food than before. Christian would be proud! – she worked her socks off, she socialised with Kate and the Greys. She had gone to her antenatal class with Kate as her partner, and she just wished it was Christian next to her. However, she even managed to stay relaxed regardless and hadn't even stressed out once. Those stomach pains from almost a few weeks ago were just nearly forgotten moments. Every day she spoke to her husband, and every day she accepted that he would be home soon.

Finding herself staring at the phone more than the book, Ana knew she had to get up and find a way to occupy herself elsewhere. Getting up and deciding she wanted to change into even comfier clothes, Ana stood, placed the book back on the bookshelf and then went straight to the bedroom. Walking in, she felt like something wasn't quite right, and eyeing the room up, she had to let out an exasperated gasp.

A new piece of jewellery, of course!

I think Christian's trying to buy the distance in diamonds! Ana subconscious swooned at the sight of the newer necklace as it sat draped over the pillow in the master bedroom.

As she took in the new gift – the one to go with the bracelets, anklets and extra pairs of earrings – she heard Christian's ringtone filtered into her surrounding, being absorbed into her hearing and the walls of the rooms.

Stalker Christian strikes again, she thought as she answered happily, "Hi," She answered, her fingers tracing the gems as they sparkled in the late afternoon sunlight. "It's beautiful, Christian, but really you need to stop with these gifts." She didn't need to say anything else, but she needed the spoiling to stop.

"I will," He responded tiredly, "When I'm home and with you and can tell you how beautiful you are to your face."

"Funnily enough, diamonds and jewels don't speak, Mr. Grey," Ana responded with a witty retort.

"I thought they sung to women?" He asked her curiously.

Ana smiled at that, "Fair point well played, Mr. Grey, but I'm not most normal women."

"Fair point well played, Mrs. Grey," Christian retorted with a chuckle down the line at her. "I have some good news," Christian started and couldn't wait for her response. "I might be home by Wednesday. Actually, scratch that, I will be home by Wednesday. Tomorrow evening if I have it my way."

"Now that is music to my ears," Ana said and settled down. "The bed's so lonely without you and Little Blip is missing your touch too. This entire place just isn't right without you."

"Likewise when you're not around, Baby," Christian replied softly, reliving the memory of when he pushed her to leave. "This hotel is horribly cold without you. I hate not hugging anyone at night."

"There's always Taylor," Ana quipped at him as she stood and delicately picked the necklace up and took it to her dresser to where all over her jewellery hung. She listened to him laugh at that and she sighed, "That is an amazing sound to hear, Mr. Grey."

"It's becoming a regular I hope you know? I don't know what you did to me, Mrs. Grey, but please keep doing it. I have never made it through a business trip this unstressed and I think it's the thought of coming home to you. It's really keeping me going," He told her honestly. "I can't wait to have you though, Ana. My body's not coping. I'm literally aching."

"Poor, Baby," Ana said without a pout. "How do you think I feel dealing with the loved up couples of the Grey community and I am just getting hornier by the day? I think I even burst out crying the other day when I was at your parents for lunch because Ethan kissed Mia." She tried to laugh the bubble of emotions away but failed, "Oh for Christ sakes."

"Are you crying?" He asked, it was hard to hear probably over the phone, but Christian knew his wife's cries regardless of their levels.

"Yeah," She murmured and her cries got a little harder. "I just miss you, and I'm lonely and jealous of Kate and Mia and I can't even reach my own feet, Christian!" She bellowed miserably. "My feet look disgusting and I have no time to get a pedicure. I have a house blocking me and my view!" She sunk further into her hormones only to hear her husband lapping them up with a hearty laugh. "Oh great, and now you're laughing at me," She whimpered down the line at him.

"Baby, you are so fucking adorable that's why," He chuckled, finding another form of stress relief in adoring his wife. "You know you can ring one of the salon's and someone will come to you. I'll be home to help you make them jealous soon and to take up the loneliness. Nothing is undoable."

Ana wiped her face, "Christian Grey given payback? Well that will definitely put them to shame." Ana felt herself settle a little. "Please tell me you are never going away for a fortnight ever again?"

"Never ever," He vowed to her promisingly. "It's not just you that's feeling this. I am, Christ even Taylor."

"Yeah, Gail isn't enjoying this either. She missed out on Valentine's Day too remember," Ana murmured honestly.

"I have to say, you leaving has brought me and Gail closer. Don't expect her to be calling me Mrs. Grey around the house anymore."

"Befriending the staff are we?" Christian asked, "We talk to them that way to keep the segregation, Ana."

"Christian," Ana bit back sharply. "Her and Taylor are family and you need to see it for that. That man has looked after you and stuck by your side for too much, and Gail, she cooks, she cleans, she knows your darkest secrets. I think they're family."

"What are you trying to do to me, Mrs. Grey?" He asked a he found himself agreeing with her.

"Give you some more of your heart," Ana replied sweetly and couldn't wipe the smile from her lips. "It's a lifelong job, but I do believe I'm willing to take care of that and give my all."

Christian smirked so hard Ana could hear it, "Lifelong job? I like the sound of that. Really like the sound of that."

"Get used to it?" Ana asked, her voice tensed all of a sudden.

"Ana, are you okay?" He asked her, previous conversation forgotten as he could hear from her voice that something was happening and that she was now moving a little.

Rubbing her back, Ana flexed as she felt the familiarity of a backache begin for the umpteenth time that day. "I wish I could go back a few months to when I didn't get backaches and didn't need to run for the loo, or constantly fight my emotions."

"Then you would further away from meeting him or her and you'd complain about that," Christian retorted distractedly. "Baby, I gotta shoot. I'm hoping to get everything wrapped up in this meeting so we can leave and I hope you're going to be relaxing this evening,"

Ana grumbled a little, "At least one of us is on top of the time zone swaps." She then sucked in a deep big girl breath, "I had to bring work home because it's been so chaotic that I'm not doing anything on time so you bet it's going to be an early and relaxed night," Ana replied sarcastically looking to the manuscript that sat on the corner of the bed where she had thrown it. "Between lack of sleep and pregnancy brain, I'm failing."

"You're turning too pessimistic on me, Mrs. Grey," Christian retorted, still a little distracted as he told them to wait. "Do I need to come and spank you?" He asked her, his tone husky with how much he wanted to do just that.

"If it means I get you home then yes please," Ana joked and sighed heavily again. "Go, rock the Taiwan world and get home to me and our baby. We're counting down the hours."

"Soon, real soon. For now, laters, Baby," He told her and allowed the smile on his lips to show in his tone. "I'll give you a call when you wake up. I love you, Mrs. Grey."

"I love you too," Ana managed as her morale took an all time drop. God, she just wanted her husband back. She was missing his hugs, the feel of his body close, the sound of his voice as it spoke in the same room as him, that small grin on his lips. She just missed everything about him.

"Baby, go and take a bath and email me, I'll have my phone me on at all times," Christian told her and she muttered a yes and allowed him to go play the big CEO who made big decisions.

Looking down to her pronounced bump, she poked it, "You're causing me too much bother right now. Why can't you make me the strong woman I was. My hormones are not play toy."

The only response she got was the baby turning again, acting like an Olympic gymnast. Ana just shook her head and laughed a little. Already forgiving the baby in the process.

Getting up she headed to the bathroom, Blackberry in hand and ran a nice, deep, hot, bubbly bath. As she stripped her clothes from her body, she noted the new backache she had, and the swollen ankles she had and sighed. She needed a Christian massage and soon.

Looking to the bath that was the only piece of therapy she had for now. Climbing in, she slipped into the bubbles and closed her eyes. It might not be her husband, but this was a very close second.

As she got out from the cooling water, she took the time to dry herself, noting even more changes, she hesitated over her stomach and just looked down, still mesmerised that this was her baby and that it had held so much power. One moment it had torn her world apart and now it was bringing her the best of the best. Yet she realised that even if the baby had caused hers and Christian's defamation to begin with she had never once blamed nor hated Little Blip.

Ana only came back to earth as goose bump prickled her skin and she felt a chill rush over her body. The first item of clothing she went for was one of Christian's shirts with a pair of pyjama shorts on under it. To her it was the ultimate comfort clothing attire possible.

Slumping against pillows, she took a moment to lavish the comfort and heaven of the pillows before she grabbed the manuscript she hadn't finished at work and attempted to relax for the evening. She was content now she had her husband's voice in her head and she was able to focus knowing that not only was he okay, but he was getting himself home earlier than scheduled.

Good, her subconscious snarled, You don't agree with the separation.

As she rounded the halfway mark, she felt herself beginning to drift up and had realised that bringing work home was a good distraction from the lonely ache that shrouded her. She looked at the time and saw it was gone midnight and knew she had to call it a night so she could deal with the early wake up.

Hearing her phone go off, Ana instinctively thought it was Christian considering the time. He was a constant source of entertainment upon her screen when it arrived. Seeing his email come up, she got up; ready to get a snack so she could head to bed with a craving filled all whilst she read this new email.

However, what appeared on her screen stopped her dead in her tracks and made her heart fell like it was about to squeezed so hard it would lead to an explosion.

A picture of Elena in one of Christian's shirts appeared on her screen, Christian's poignant grey tie hooked around her neck. Elena posing seductively for the camera, perfect blonde hair ruffled from some in bed entertainment and a self-righteous smirk.

Ana's watering eyes, dropped to read the text below it.

Lovely hotel room Mr. Grey got himself here. You poor tastes would probably go into overdrive with the expense, Anastasia. I could lie that your husband is missing you like crazy, but well, the only crazy he's exhibiting is when he does me at night. You've tamed him, Anastasia. Shame I've unleashed the animal he always wanted to be again. He's only the Christian I created here. The Pre-Anastasia Steele Christian.

Do you now realise you will never be enough?

With that baby you're just a chaotic mess. One that will only burden him.

E.L. x

Ana felt her legs buckle from underneath her. She hit the floor and just remained there, her heart taking the harsh impact badly.

Why did Elena have to destroy everything Ana loved so much?

Ana couldn't understand what she had done to deserve any of this as the tears turned into body wrenching sobs.

She didn't even have the composure to ring her husband for an explanation.