Sorry for not update for some time i Have been dealing with some major health issues which prevented me being able to work on this story, I'm still battling them now but at least my headaches have gone away, at Easter I suffered a hairline fracture to my skull in a freak one off float accident, luckily it happened at home and now I Have a horse that won't load. Ill try and get more updates done soon but please bear in mind between that and other issues I deal with I sometimes find it hard to write more the case concentrate on something long enough to string a sentance together or get my head into the ball game. I do hope you enjoy this update it wouldn't' be possible without the help of my beta and her encouragement

Carry on from the last chapter back in time

As I look at what he's made, I feel bad for how I treated him earlier on. He's been trying, I can understand why he wants to show me the world and spoil me. It's not as if doesn't have the money because he does. But this, what he has made me from the wood of the old tree house, this is special in more ways. It's as valuable as the expensive jewelry he gives me, but not in cost but sentimental value. I have to remember that his first few years of life where crap and that he doesn't want anyone to have to experience it. I just wish he could understand that money doesn't buy happiness and that having an endless supply doesn't mean you can do what you want when you want.

I turn to talk to him and find he's left. I run my finger over the design that has engraved onto it. I open it to find a couple more boxes within the main box. God, how long has he been working on this?

"About six months" I hear from behind me I had no idea I said that out loud.

"Dad?"

"He's been making trips up without you to work on it with my help, the only thing I did was engraving the design on the outside box. Everything else he did himself."

"Oh, no wonder he's not talking to me."

"Don't you mean he is hurt. He's worked hard on this as he thought it would be something you would be happy to receive; that tree house was a place of joy for you before Carla took you. The same when you returned even as a teenager you would sit in it for hours reading. It was like it was your safety blanket. He wanted something special for your anniversary; something that had meaning to you. A token to take with you no matter where you went. Something we both thought you would value and accept without a big song and dance from you."

Now I feel like like crap for talking to him how I did. He's been so excited for this trip this time, and I couldn't figure out why. I've got assignments coming out my ears, and he wanted this weekend here.

"Think about it. I thought women were more into the anniversary things than men but looks like you have completely forgotten what today is then."

"No, I haven't it's a day where in three hours, I must have that assignment submitted before I fail my class."

"You're so focused on school that you've forgotten it's your wedding anniversary Ana."

"Oh, shit." I feel bad, I have totally forgotten about that. No wonder he was so set on coming up here this weekend. And his folks are coming for dinner today. Shit, what a damn egghead I am. I am so focused on school I forgot something some important?

Present Time

There is suddenly a commotion at the ground floor of Grey house. A group of men and woman walk in, dressed in expensive tailored suits.

"Excuse me can I help you?" Melissa one of the front desk workers asks the group that has entered.

"We need to see Mr. Grey."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No ma'am we don't, and we don't need one. We are from the Internal Revenue Service. Can someone get Mr. Grey or take us to Mr. Grey?"

"Leave them to me, Melissa," Sawyer says as he has now arrived and heard that they are from the IRS.

"I'm Luke Sawyer, Mr. Grey's second in command of security. For purposes of safety, I need to see identification and also have some form of confirmation that you are who you say you are before you see Mr. Grey." one of the men in the group is not impressed.

"This is standard GEH policy to see Mr. Grey, and with current issues at hand, we must be extra careful. You will understand anyone with Mr. Grey's net worth as well as public awareness requires additional checks to be done. Once done I will escort you to a room where you will be able to see him."

The main man leading the group and who was speaking nods his head and pulls from his briefcase everything that is needed.

"I gather this would be the case, so I have everything here, including background checks on everyone in this team."

"Can you wait over there please while I make a few phone calls and checks. Bill, can you watch them please, and if they move from that area kick them out regardless of who they say they are." The IRS team don't look at all impressed with what Sawyer has said to Bill. Bill returns and even more dirtier look to them basically say don't cross me or else.

Sawyer heads off to the security room. He calls Ros to tell her what is happening and to call Carrick and get him here while he calls Taylor.

Fifteen minutes later Sawyer comes back to the group of men.

"Why the long wait?"

"I have my job to do just like you do, please follow me. There are rules; cause any trouble, and you will be removed and no longer allowed back in the building. Mr. Grey is off limits unless you first confirm an appointment with Andrea, his personal assistant. Roseline Bailey, his second in command, is also available to be seen. However, please inform her assistant, Helen, to make sure she can talk to you. Both Mr. Grey and Ms. Bailey are very busy people and may not be able to drop everything just to see you. This is not a ploy by them to not talk to you but they are in the middle of several multi million dollar deals, and takeovers. They do all the work on these themselfs, they don't leave it up to anyone else, Sawyer adds on seeing a ye aright look from one of the ladies in the group."

"Thank you, Sawyer. Now, what can I do for you?" Comes from Christian as he enters the conference room with Ros right behind him. Both with a poker face.

"We're here to go through all your finances, check that your tax reports are in line. And also to find out where the money is coming from that is going into this offshore account that is in your name." The head guy says as he hands some paperwork over to Christian. Carrick walks in having heard the last part of the conversation.

"I'm Carrick Grey, one of the lawyers employed by Christian Grey, to represent Grey Enterprises Holding, and the head of the team of lawyers. What is this about an offshore account?" He asks as he takes the paperwork from his son.

"Excuse us I'm going to need a word in private with Mr. Grey and Ms. Bailey. I will be right back," He says plainly telling them that he will be the only one returning to the room.

All three plus Taylor enter Christian's office, and Ros shuts the door and locks it before sitting down.

"Christian what is this?" Carrick asks his son as he passes back the paperwork.

"I have no idea dad. I don't personally have any offshore bank accounts. We have an offshore account set up as part of the company when we deal with our international projects. That is only to make it easier for those over there to access the funds they need when they need them. Everything is filed according to the tax laws. We have full records here as well as in the countries where the accounts are located. But, the one they have on here, I don't know anything about this account, and my only personal account is also Ana's personal account too. Plus the credit card account."

Christian remembers about money that Elena was taking, but no one could trace where it was going. Now he is sure that she has set this up to frame him.

"Hang on, could that be where the money is that Elena was taking, and that's not been able to be tracked to where it was being deposited or that it was in her name?"

"Well it could be son, but we have to make sure. Now I will go talk with the representatives from the IRS."

"Give them access to everything dad; Jason, please allow them to go where ever they want. I don't want to hide anything from them. I don't doubt this has something to do with Elena and that she was the one to tip them off." He says, and Jason nods his head in understanding what he means by everywhere.

"It will also have to do with what was found as well regarding the salons. I'm surprised they waited this long to come by, to be honest. Elena was embezzling your money, so they need to confirm that you honestly had no idea of what she was doing. Or that what she sent you and what you paid to correlate. They will need to audit to ensure GEH accounting practices are above board son. Standard accounting and tax practice, checking the taxes you pay, and that I's are dotted, and T's are crossed. All standard procedure, son."

"They are dad. Everything is above board and done correctly. You've seen my finances; you should know this. I run a very tight ship here."

"Well, let me deal with it. If everything is above board, it will be confirmed when they audit. I'll inform them of what Elena was up to, the money she embezzled and how not all of it has been traced that has been withdrawn. Don't worry son; this is nothing to stress over. If everything is in order as you say, there is nothing to worry about. Now I'll go back to them and sort this all out."

Just before he opens the door, he looks back, "Oh, and you two...no talking to them without me there. Just to be safe." he says before leaving the office.

"Just great another shit storm to deal with." Comes from Christen, sounds rather deflated over it all.

"Hey don't be down it's not your fault I put us into one of the shit storms we are dealing with. Troll face did the rest. We are all above board they will see that and when Carrick gives them all the information regarding troll face and what she has done and what she is being charged with they'll see you have nothing to do with it and nothing to do with that account.

The phone rings in the office and Christian answers.

"Grey Speaking."

"Why do you ask?"

"Your joking right?"

"Well dad they can say what they like, but I never signed anything that day except my wedding license at the courthouse with oh, you, mom Jason, Sawyer, Ana, and her dad. Gail, and Roz in attendance then we flew up to Aspen afterward, there be flight records to relate to that somewhere, Jason can get them for you and the courthouse documents as well. Well it's not my signature on the form dad as I would not have signed something like that. Oh, hang on she had a copy of our signed contract?"

He doesn't say the rest leaving his father to put it together which he does rather quickly.

"Will do." he says before hanging up.

"That bitch! She opened the account at the bank we use for our offshore accounts which directly linked with our own bank here in the states. The day I got married to Ana, the bank accepted it with my signature and without me being there since we bank with them. The IRS did their homework before coming, she said if they didn't open it I would pull all the accounts. They agreed and opened it for her on my behalf and it allowed her to take money out of it as well."

"Shit," Roz says, "that makes it harder to prove it's not us with linking it like that."

"Yep, the fact it was pre-signed we can't say I didn't sign it or not. The only way is if dad can confirm, via someone he knows, that she forged my signature or somehow manage to get my signature without me knowing. There are only two contracts with my signature; the very first one I had with her and the one for the salons. She would know by looking at the two, my signature has changed so she would've used the salon one.

"What signature did she use? Would she know that your business contracts and your bank signatures are different and that any money from GEH wouldn't have been signed by you? We would have direct deposited the funds into her account," Ros explains to him reminding him they set things up a little different for this reason.

"Shit," he says before calling his dad back.

"Dad it's me. How was it signed Christian Grey or Christian Trevelyan Grey?"

"Why do you ask son."

"Because I need to know."

"It's done under Christian Grey."

"Okay. That is not how all my other bank account signatures are signed. When I set everything up, I was informed for security to have my contracts without the Trevelyan name, just Grey. All my banking documents have my full legal name. However, on my contracts, I don't have Trevelyan. Gary said to do it that way, and when he set things up for the contracts, he put in saying that all contracts are signed as Christian Grey. All financials are to be signed the other way. It was to do with security and someone trying to take money from me because the bank would not accept any other signature, but somehow with this new account they did, and it is wrong."

"I'll ring Gary get him down here ASAP. Thanks for that information," Carrick says before hanging up.

Might have just saved your ass there Grey," Ros claims as she gets up to leave.

"Thanks, Ros, he says before a knowing look passes between them on her way out the door. Jason also leaves to do what he needs to, while Christine sits there in his chair wanting to hide away.