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Taylor and I go straight to the security office when we get to Grey Publishing. I called Sawyer en-route and asked him to meet us there. When we go into the security office we ask the guards on duty to go on their rounds whilst we work. Around five minutes later Sawyer comes into the room and if looks could kill I'd be dead.

"I haven't done anything Luke, so if that's what you're thinking, fucking stop!" His focuses his glare on the monitors as we fast forward to 1:55pm on the footage of her office as well as the footage of the main reception desk downstairs and outside her office where Hannah and Laura work. Taylor and Sawyer both press play and I can't take my eyes off Ana as she sits in her own little world with a smile on her face as she reads.

We fast-forward the video until Luke spots Allyson walking into the reception. I can only see the back of her head as she walks into the shot and Claire calls up to Hannah. Hannah hangs up and knocks on Ana's door…

"Turn the sound up Taylor, Ana's office has audio surveillance too" I say in a distracted voice as I watch Sawyers fists ball up and I know he wants to say something to me, part of me hopes that he socks me in the jaw, I'm willing to do anything to feel something other than this despair.

"Ana, there is someone downstairs asking to see you but she doesn't have an appointment. She told Claire that you'd very much like to see her and to tell you her name!" Ana has a look of confusion spread across her face which quickly transforms into apprehension. She looks at Hannah and gives her a simple nod to request the person's name.

"Allyson Anderson" I can see the fear grip Ana and she takes a deep breath. She looks absolutely terrified, as terrified as I feel right now.

"I'll call down to Claire and say you don't want to see her Ana, I'm sorry for bothering you with this" Ana snaps out of her daze and I can see her fear like an aura surrounding her.

"No, Hannah – wait… I uh… I want to hear what she has to say. Tell Claire to send her up and I'll buzz you when I'm ready to see her" Ana states calmly, but I can see right through her façade.

"Ana are you sure? You look like you've seen a ghost?" Hannah states, looking genuinely concerned for her boss. I can see Ana trying to smile but she just can't.

"I'm sure Hannah" Ana says, resigned to seeing the woman who I had a very sexually explicit affair with. I rub my palms over my face, trying to get a handle on my emotions. Ana stands up and heads into the restroom that is adjoined to her office and I focus my attention on the other footage.

Hannah heads back to her desk and calls down to Claire, and sends Allyson up. She heads into the elevator – and we've yet to see her properly as she was facing away from the camera the entire time.

Ana comes out of the bathroom and I feel my length harden at the sight of her, she's put more make-up on, and unbuttoned that sexy blouse, tantalising me with her impressive cleavage.

A couple of moments later Allyson arrives outside Ana's office and gut-wrenching realisation grips' my heart and all sexual thoughts about Ana evaporate. The room chills as each of us notice the massive bump that Allyson has jutting out of her stomach. I am breathing hard and heavy. Ana looks apprehensive as she lifts her phone with a shaking hand. She leans back in her chair and tries to appear unfazed. Hannah walks into Ana's office and shows Allyson inside. I see Ana's lips part and she breathes heavier as she also take's in the state of Allyson's stomach.

Ana stands up and motions to the seat in front of her and I can tell that she's trying to appear cool, calm and collected – but just like before I can see right through her mask. Allyson's hand protectively caresses her bump as they both take a seat. They sit in silence for a moment and Allyson's head and gaze point to the floor, probably rubbing Ana's nose in her submissive nature.

Ana closes her eyes and open's her mouth to speak and she whispers the one question that is burning on my lips.

"Is it my husband's baby?" Ana asks in a steely whisper. I can see her brace herself for Allyson's answer and I sharply inhale as Allyson nods her head.

Shit. No,no, no, no this isn't happening. She said she was on the shot, she assured me that she was on the shot, she fucking lied, the bitch lied.

No shit Sherlock! It seems we are about to become a father again! You do realise that your marriage is now over Grey, right? I can't speak, I can't think and I can't breathe.

"Does he know…about…it?" Ana asks, and again braces herself for Allyson's answer – I am terrified that she is going to lie, and twist the truth and Ana and I both breathe a sigh of relief when she slowly shakes her head, answering her question.

"Mrs Grey, I've tried to contact him on numerous occasions, since that awful night at Escala. I'm truly sorry for your pain. If I could take it back I would. I just wanted to give Mr Grey the opportunity to get to know his son or daughter. I have no intentions of trying to break your marriage up in any way…I-"Ana raises her hand to stop Allyson's practiced speech, using the right amount of contrition and sincerity but I can see right through her devious mask.

"You mean to say that you don't want to break my marriage up more than you already have?" Ana asks tilting her head to the side as Allyson looks into Ana's eyes for the first time.

"Mrs Grey, I didn't know how else to make him take my calls or see me, other than coming to see you. I… I am truly sorry for any pain that I cause you Mrs Grey. What we done… well it was wrong and you didn't deserve to be treated like that" Allyson states as she stands. Ana's eyes are constantly focused on her and she is completely stunned.

"Tell Mr Grey that he knows where to find me if he wants to discuss our situation. I don't want Mr Grey, and I don't want any money from him. I'm just trying to do the best for my baby, I'm sure you understand that" She turns around without waiting for a response from Ana and closes the door softly behind her. I expect her to head straight into the elevator but she takes a seat outside Ana's office door and flicks through a magazine and I'm wondering why she's doing that? I refocus my eyes on the monitor that is displaying Ana's office, she's just sitting staring into space and my heart aches at the expression marring her beautiful face. All of a sudden she grabs her waste-paper basket and vomits inside it. She stands up and for a moment she looks so vulnerable and lost then she falls back against the wall and slides down it, surrendering to her sobs. I have never seen or heard Ana cry with this level of pain. Her sobs bring tears to my eyes and I just want to hold her in my arms and tell her that we'll get through this – even though my own mind is telling me that we're over, that there is no way she is going to take me back after this.

"Fucking spiteful bitch!" Luke growls at the screen. Taylor looks at him in shock as he rewinds the feed.

"T, watch her face as Ana starts to cry" I squint to make out Allyson's face as she reads whatever article she's looking at and as Ana's sobs filter out to the waiting area Allyson smirks, then stands up walking out practically jumping with glee.

Luke fast-forwards the feed as Ana sits and sobs for over 25 minutes. I feel like I've been ran over by a mac truck. I just don't know what to say or think or do. I just want to find her, to take her in my arms and hold her tightly. I need to inhale her reassuring scent, to know that she still loves me, that all our progress hasn't been in vain.

Ana picks up the phone on her desk with a shaking hand and buzzes Hannah.

"Ana are you alright?" She asks, looking really worried for Ana's wellbeing and state of mind.

"No. I'm not alright and I need to ask you a massive favour?" Ana replies

"Of course, what do you need?" Hannah asks quietly, frowning as she looks at my wife who is in bits. Ana stands up and motions for her and Hannah to enter the restroom, probably so I wouldn't be able to hear what she is saying to her assistant. Hannah leaves a few minutes later and fetches her key from her purse and goes back into the bathroom. Five minutes later they both come out. Hannah hugs my wife one more time as she enters the elevator which will take her down into the garage.

"Taylor we n-"

"I'm already on it, we need to get back to the big house and use my access to track her movements in Hannah's car" I nod and we leave the office, getting back into the SUV and head for home.

Where are you baby? Please come back to me I think to myself as I get lost in my despair.

~o0o~

Taylor and Sawyer managed to track Ana's movements through the city after she left Grey Publishing using the traffic cameras and store front CCTV. She wove her way through back streets with minimal CCTV coverage like she was creating a maze for them to lose her in. She was avoiding main roads, narrowing their chances of finding her. They unfortunately lossed her on camera after 20 minutes of tailing her on camera – the last sighting of her was at a set of traffic lights, at 3:15pm – it was now 7 pm. Where the fuck was she? I notice Luke's jaw straining and he's trying to contain his temper – I am in no mood to deal with his shit right now. All I want to do is find Ana!

"If you have something to say Sawyer I suggest you spit it out instead of giving me daggers at every opportunity!" I snap at him and glare. He spins around to face me and I am shocked at the level of anger displayed on his face. Taylor jumps up and places a hand on Sawyer's shoulder, silently trying to reason with him. He turns and looks at Taylor and for a minimal second the hateful expression he has worn disappears, then face's me once more.

"Just remember that if she does anything stupid Grey, it's on you – again!" He stood up and stormed out of Taylor's security center located on the grounds of the estate we call home.

I am sitting trying to think of where the hell she would go? I go through my conversation with Hannah in my head, thinking of everything she said…

"Taylor, Hannah said that Ana told her that I could track her car and cell phone and then said they switched what if Ana has Hannah's cell phone. We would be able to locate her because what assistant doesn't have a smart phone these days?

We head back to Hannah's, and ask her if Ana took her phone, she doesn't answer which tells us that Ana does have it!


I have been driving in no particular direction for god knows how long. I can't even think straight. My head is swimming with all these emotions and fears and I just don't know what the hell I'm doing? I pull over and I just sit behind the wheel, not focusing on where I am, all I'm doing is focusing on the pain, the hurt that's aching in my heart, and in my mind. I feel betrayed all over again; the wounds that were almost healed have been ripped open savagely.

One word Ana… 'Communication' – why are you running? After everything you've both been through, not communicating has been the problem! You both promised to communicate and work through things, and the first sign of trouble you run?! You've never listened to me once in your life, but I am begging you now… go home, talk it through, he hasn't done anything he hasn't already been punished for. I sigh as I wipe my eyes and turn the key in the ignition, my inner voice is right. I'm just about to drive away when someone knocks on the window. I turn to tell whoever it is that I'm sorry and that I'm leaving but I am shocked when I see a very concerned Grace standing with her jacket on. My head spins to look out the windshield and notes that I am indeed sitting outside their home. Grace opens the driver side door and leans into the car.

"Ana, darling aren't you coming inside – you've been sitting out here for twenty minutes" I look up at her and I break down again.

"Grace … I don't know what to do"

"Come inside sweetheart" I nod and get out of the car and Grace wraps her arm around me.

She puts the kettle on and I absently sit on one of the overstuffed sofas. I stare unseeingly out to the back garden and I'm just dismayed.

"I don't want to lose him Grace, but I don't know what to do?" I mutter as she comes into the sitting room and sets down a steaming mug of tea in front of me.

"Ana, darling you're not making any sense, tell me what's happened" She sits down beside me lays her hand over mine and squeezes.

"The woman that my husband had a four month affair with is pregnant, with his baby"

"How did you find this out?"

"I was at the office and my assistant Hannah informed me that I had a visitor but that she didn't have an appointment but said that once I knew her name that I'd want to see her. She told me that it was Allyson Anderson and I was shocked but… call it morbid curiosity. I wanted to get a good look at the woman who nearly destroyed my life completely. I buzzed through to Hannah and told her to send her in and when she walked through the door" I close my eyes and shake my head as I take a deep breath.

"She's very pretty, small, petite and long dark hair like me but very pregnant. Probably due any day and its Christian's baby" I say as the tears stream down my face.

"Oh Ana, come here" I go willingly to her arms and sob. I don't know how much more shit I can take.

"I don't want to lose him, but she'll always have a place in his life, in our lives. I'm going to have to welcome it into our family, I'll have to love it as if it's my own and I don't think I can. She said that she doesn't want Christian and she doesn't want his money – she's just doing what's best for her baby and I can't even hate her for it because I would do the same in her situation" I just can't seem to get a handle on my emotions, more than anything I just want this to be a really bad dream that I'll wake up from.

"Ana" She smiles at me kindly as she runs her hands through my hair "Sweetheart, I love that you're such an honest and goodhearted person and Christian couldn't have chosen better when he found you, but not everyone has pure intentions like you do Ana. I just think that this is rather odd that this is only coming out now and especially considering that you two just –quite publicly – announced that you are back together? If it's Christian's baby wouldn't she have told him whilst you two were separated, and they could have been a happy family, just the three of them? Personally I think she is only now coming out of the woodwork to drive a wedge back between you two"

"I just feel so lost Grace, everything was just getting back to normal, I was happy again and now I feel like I'm right back at square one!"


Taylor has tracked Hannah's cell and I'm now en-route to my mothers. In one way I want to get over there as quick as I can, but in the other I don't want to have the conversation that we're about to have. It'll kill me, I know that I can't survive without her – and I want nothing to do with that evil, spiteful bitch.

Normally, I insist on taking my subs to a doctor and have them get a shot or some kind of IUD but obviously I just had to take her at her word this time, considering that I was having an affair at the time, why the fuck didn't I use a fucking condom?!.

Grey, you do realize why Ana is at your parent's house? Think about it, who did Ana go to for divorce advice the last time? In fact, I'd bet that she's in your father's study having the papers drawn up right now. Oh god. No, no, this can't be happening? I push my R8 further, hitting 100mph as I speed to Bellevue. I don't know what to do or what I'm supposed to say but I'll do it, I'll do anything to stop this from happening.

I sit in the car for a few moments and try to prepare myself for what's about to happen. I run up the steps and open the front door; I head straight to the sitting room and find Ana and my mother sitting on the sofa by the window. Ana is curled into the foetal position with her head in my mother's lap.

See, this is what you reduce the love of your life too, she's better off without you.

I slowly walk across and sit down beside my mom and release a long breath.

"I heard I'm going to be a grandmother again"

"I just don't even know what to say"

"So whilst having an affair behind your pregnant wife's back, you didn't have the sense to use contraception Christian?" She whispers at me. She's right; I shouldn't have taken her at her word.

"She said she was on the shot and I stupidly believed her"

"You're a multi billionaire Christian, the woman that you were with knew you were married, she knew Ana was heavily pregnant and she was sleeping with a married man and you really believed her word when she said that she was on contraceptives?" I don't even know how to respond to that so I won't.

"How is she?" I ask my mom without looking up at her, I can't and I don't want to see the disappointment in her eyes so I keep my gaze trained on the floor.

"How do you think she is Christian? She's devastated" Pissing off Grace Trevelyan-Grey is not to be taken lightly.

"I don't want this, mom! I don't want anything to do with this baby or anything that's going to hurt Ana. I'm done with hurting her all the time when she's done nothing but love and support me. The only reason I know about any of it is because Ana wasn't answering her phone or emails so I called the office and she was just… gone. I thought she'd been taken, a million and one scenario's passed through my head but this… this is just so messed up" My mom places her hand on my arm and soothingly rubs up and down.

"I watched the video footage of Ana's office, to everyone else she would probably appear calm and cool but I could see it in her eyes, with every passing second that bitch was in her office her heart was breaking"

"What are you going to do?" My mother asks me in a whisper.

"I don't want this baby, and I don't want anything to do with Allyson – especially when I saw how vindictive she was to Ana. Taylor, Sawyer and I watched the video and audio surveillance footage and as I said before Ana was calm, she didn't shout or give her any indication that she was hurting and she told Ana that she wasn't doing this to hurt her, she was sorry about the affair and that she didn't want to be with me, she didn't want my money and she was just doing what's best for her baby. So once she was done with her Oscar winning performance she left Ana's office and sat outside flipping through a magazine until she heard Ana sobbing. The fucking bitch smirked and got up with a spring in her step; 'not doing this to hurt you' – my ass!"

My mother and I jump when Ana sits bold upright and says

"That evil, lying, spiteful, conniving bitch!" Ana sits up and apologizes to my mom for falling asleep on her lap with her delicious blush coloring her cheeks.

"I'll just give you two a moment alone" My mom says as she gets up, squeezing Ana's hand one last time and leaves the room. Ana is looking at her knotted fingers in her lap, but looks up at me when she senses my gaze.

"Ana… please tell me what you're thinking because right now I am fucking terrified that I'm losing you all over again"

"I'm thinking that I'm terrified too! What are you planning on doing about this Christian, because like it or not, that baby is coming soon?"

"I know Ana, and that's what I don't understand… why now? Why start calling me and leaving messages over this last week when she's been pregnant for at least 8 months? The first thing I am doing tomorrow morning is contacting my lawyer. I obviously want proof as soon as possible that it is mine, and I doubt that it is, also I have her NDA which means that she can't disclose that I am possibly the father"

"Grace thinks that she's bringing everything up now because we officially said that we were working through our problems. I mean, at the coping together thing we were all over each other and we were practically in every tabloid, magazine and blog the next day, me with my tongue down your throat and you with your hand on my ass! She also thinks that Allyson didn't expect us to get back together at all, and that you'd be lonely, without me and the kids and then she'd show up with a new born and you'd have a brand new ready-made family to walk right into. I think she realized that us being back together was going to ruin her plans, I think she's tried to trap you Christian – I take it that she told you she'd had the shot or pill but really hadn't?" I keep my head down, my elbows resting on my knees and my hands clasped together like I'm praying.

"She said she had the shot and it wasn't like I could go take her to a doctor to make sure, I didn't want to be seen with her Ana for obvious reasons."

"I am also pissed that you didn't tell me about the phone calls? Ignoring a problem doesn't make it go away – full disclosure, remember?"

"I know Ana, and I'm sorry I honestly didn't think for a minute that she'd come and accost you at your office because I wasn't taking her calls. Ana, what do I do? I don't know what I'm supposed to do?" I am shocked when she rubs her hand up and down my back, soothing me after everything that I've put her through, that I'm still putting her through.

"I think she's expecting us to be at each other's throats right now, and expecting me to send you back to Escala"

"And you aren't sending me back to Escala?" I ask dejectedly, terrified that is my fate.

"No, that would be playing into her spiteful, vindictive, bitchy hands. I should also apologize for not coming home to discuss all this with you, I shouldn't have run. Although make no mistake that I am fucking pissed at you about the phone calls – is there anything else you want to tell me, because now would be the time, foretold is forewarned?" My mind instantly shifts to the fake phone call I received two days ago.

"She called Andrea, pretending to be you, obviously Andrea asked if you were okay because you didn't sound right and Allyson said that she wasn't okay and that it was an emergency – asking to speak to me right away. I took the call, frantic thinking that something had happened to you or one of the kids and when I answered, I was begging 'you' to talk to me, to tell me what was wrong but all I got back was silence and when I said that I was leaving the office and on my way you she admitted who she really was and that she needed to speak to me urgently but I just hung up. That was two days ago" I wince preparing me for the chewing out I am about to receive.

"Well, she's prepared to go to any lengths to get your attention" Ana pauses and takes a hold of my hands "Baby, please look at me, I have a suggestion but I don't know how you're going to feel about it?" She says, and I look up into her beautiful eyes.

"Promise me you're not going to overreact and get mad?" I don't like the sound of that, but right now I have no other options so I guess that I have too.

"I promise"

"So she thinks I'm going to freak out, and demand you not to see her kid or leave you again. Well, what if we play her at her own game? What if we accept her story without proof for now, until we know her agenda? Think of how pissed off she is if we're still as loved up around her, playing happy families?"

"I don't want you anywhere near her Ana, I can't expect you to go through that?! Fuck, no! I want proof that it's mine before we do anything else" She sighs heavily as I run my hands through my hair in frustration.

"Christian, think about it? I don't think this is your baby, but I also think we really need to hold off on DNA until the baby's born because if something happens and it turns out to actually be your baby, you'll be devastated knowing that you caused it to happen by insisting on foetal paternity testing?"

"So, what are you saying, what are you actually suggesting?"

"I think we should ask your mother to take Gracie and Ted tomorrow night, Olivia is fine because she's too little to understand what's really going on. If you call her up, and invite her over to the house, I'll be out and she'll think she's getting her hooks back into you, but I'll come home with Olivia, and- Christian I just want to show the bitch that you're mine. Does that make me a bad person?" I chuckle and kiss her forehead.

"No baby, that doesn't make you a bad person. So what are you thinking, are we're inviting her over or something to find out her agenda and try to find out what she wants?

"Yes, that's what I'm thinking. She said you know how to contact her?"

"I'll contact her. I'm so glad that I have you Ana, I just want to take you home and bury myself inside you and forget this damn day ever happened" I say whilst attempting to kiss her neck, that sweet spot behind her ear and my heart sinks when she pulls away.

"Christian, I can't. I'm still really hurting over all of this, and the only thing that's keeping me going is thinking it isn't actually yours and if it is… I don't know what I'll do" She says in a quiet whisper, tears falling into her soft, plump lips.

"Ana, baby please look at me" I get down on my knees in front of her and take her face in my hands.

"Listen to me, Ana I can bet my entire fortune on it that this baby isn't mines. If it was, she would have called me up the instant she found out and demanded money, cars, a house, fuck she'd have wanted it all. She's just trying to drive us apart baby, please don't cry Ana, it hurts me when you cry." She nods and I place a kiss on her plump lips that are wet with salty tears.

"It's just that this really hurts, Christian… if it is yours, she'll never be out of your life, she'll always have a part of our family and I'll have to accept that baby and I don't know if I can" I pull Ana from her place on the couch down into my waiting lap, her head tucked under my chin.

"Shh… it's not going to come to that Ana. I won't lose you – it's not going to happen" I close my eyes and pray to god that this baby isn't mine.


I want to apologize for the lateness of this chapter, and any mistakes or whatever. I was at hospital yesterday getting Botox treatment done to my face and it hurt like a bitch! I can't believe that sane people pay to get that done!

It wasn't fun or pleasant that's for damn sure! So yeah … I hope this chapter pleases some of you and that you like the direction this is going in.

The fiftieth chapter will be Ana and Allyson's showdown, and Ana will be all over Christian like a rash, showing Allyson just who *Fifty* belongs too! Get it? See what I've done there… heh!

Love
Susie. xoxox