A/N: Happy Saturday y'all! Alright, I'm going to need you to strap in. LOL please remember that I love HEA.

All mistakes are my own.

They're married!

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Ana couldn't believe it. She was officially married to Christian. She was now Mrs. Grey. After their brief ceremony, Ana and Christian sped through the city back to their hotel. Ana couldn't stop giggling. As soon as they were in the elevator, Christian, had her pinned against the corner. His hands were moving all over her backside and was gripping her ass. He moaned into her neck, and she whimpered when he hitched her leg higher on his waist. As soon as the elevator doors opened Christian carried her into their suite. Pulling out the key card he opened and closed the door before bolting it shut. Ana kicked off her shoes and bit her lip watching as Christian took off his shirt and unbuckled his pants.

"Wait for me in the bedroom," Christian said huskily to her. Ana sighed before turning and moving quickly to the room. She took off her dress as she went, leaving it on the floor for him to see. Christian groaned before heading to the kitchen. He looked in the fridge, smirking when he saw the whipped cream.

"Hmm."

Grabbing the can, he turned on his heel following the trail of clothes Ana left for him to find. His eyes heated at his wife spread out on the bed. Legs spread and bent, he groaned at the way she was holding her breasts and pulling on her nipples.

"Are you coming over?" she asked. He could see her blush but he was proud of Ana for doing what she wanted and saying what she felt like saying. He was about to answer her when all of a sudden his phone went off.

"You've got to be kidding me," Christian growled. Ana giggled.

"You better get that. It could be important."

Narrowing his eyes he pulled his phone out of his pocket before barking into the phone.

"What!"

"Sir. It's from Jose. We have him. The new guy caught him saying some incriminating stuff over in south city. He was trying to escape. Obviously, with his wheelchair status, he was easier to catch."

Holding a hand up to Ana he turned and walked out of the room.

"What about Elena?"

"Right now? She went ghost. Tate said the last time he saw her she was entering the new restaurant over on California street. After that, he hadn't seen her ." Something wasn't sitting right with Christian, but he would allow Taylor to follow his instincts.

"Alright. But be careful. Make sure to keep an eye on him. If you're not there then have someone else watching him. I don't like this feeling."

"Noted. Advice sir? You should head back soon. It's better to keep watch on everyone if they're in the same place."

"Well be leaving tonight."

Hanging up Christian sighed before turning back to the bedroom. It seemed as if they would have to put a hold on their activities for the time being.

"Christian?" Ana asked standing in their doorway. She was wearing the sheer black robe he brought her and it took everything inside of him to focus on what needed to be done. When she repeated his name he walked over and cupped her face in his hands.

"We have to return back home. Taylor caught Jose. I am still trying to figure out what Elena's game is. I'm giving this a couple more days before I have her removed. Permanently." Ana reached up and covered his hands with her own. She knew what he was saying and she no longer cared.

"Find them both and make them pay Christian." Smirking he leaned over and kissed her lips softly.

"I plan to Mrs. Grey. But we have to head back home."

Nodding, she inhaled his scent and presence.

"Let me get dressed then."

…

The flight wasn't long and they were back in San Francisco. Ana smiled when Sawyer pulled up at her residence.

"Don't be long. I only made Sawyer stop here because I knew you needed to see Maria and tell her the good news." Beaming at him she kissed his cheek.

"I knew you were a softy dear," Ana teased. Sawyer chuckled and covered it with a cough when he saw Christian's glare.

"Ana," he warned. His dancing eyes contradicted his voice. Ana giggled.

"I won't be too long. Then you can take me home." Ana was about to open the door when she paused.

"Where will Maria live? I don't want her to have to move so much." Reaching for her hand he brought it to his mouth.

"Well since I own this building she can keep the apartment. I'm sure with her gentleman caller she will appreciate the privacy. It's whatever she wants, Ana."

Satisfied Ana nodded.

"Okay. I'll let her know."

Stepping out of the car Ana got onto the elevator. She pressed the button that led her to her former apartment. When she took out her keys she noticed the front door was slightly ajar. Instead of entering she pulled out her phone.

"Christian. Someone's been-" Ana heard a click behind her and immediately stopped talking. Christian snapped to get Sawyer's attention as he put the phone on speaker.

"Ana? Ana what's wrong? I'm coming up now!" Jumping out of the car with Sawyer following behind he sprinted to the elevator. Once he caught up he told him to call Taylor and Blake. Christian groaned when he realized the elevator wasn't working.

"Call the building manager!" he barked at Sawyer before stepping off and hitting the stairwell.

…..

"Oh, Ana. You have been nothing but trouble since you entered Christian Grey's life." The voice sounded familiar to Ana causing shivers to run down her spine. She swallowed when the woman told her to turn around. When she did Ana's eyes widened.

"Elena," she whispered.

Grinning at her she winked.

"The one and only. I admit that I didn't think a weak girl such as yourself could catch Christian Grey's eye but you proved me wrong. I shouldn't have been surprised. The day you swallowed all of Jose's men down like a lollipop was a feat in itself." Ana paled at the memory of that long, torturous night. It was also the time she realized Jose was having people watch her for more money. She saw the elevator lights blinking and tried to give herself a pep talk. Elena saw the direction she was looking at and smirked.

"I jammed it. You see your shiny new man will have to take the stairs giving me ample time to get my point across. I have the recordings. I will exchange them for my life. I will leave the country, and you'll never hear from me again."

"Christian won't take negotiation," Ana said quietly. Elena narrowed her gaze before cocking her gun.

"Then I better put this to good use huh? Give me a head start if Christian won't see reason."

Ana's heart was racing. What did she mean about putting the gun to good use? Wetting her mouth she spoke hesitantly.

"Elena. I was involved with those videos you have not of my own will. I have no desire for my past to affect my future. I'm sure if I have the chance I can make Christian see reason. I just need you to promise me that you will hand over everything you have."

Elena was silent for several moments before she began laughing.

"Why would I do that? It's the only thing I have that will keep me safe. And if something happens to me I'll make sure that it gets out regardless."

"Elena-"

"Shut up! It's because of you I'm in this mess." Suddenly the door swung open and both Sawyer and Christian were shown. Not hesitating Elena shot Sawyer which caused Ana to shout. Christian held his hands up, took one glance at Ana.

"I love you Ana," he mouthed. Heart racing Ana shook her head at the resigned look on Christian's face. She glanced at Elena and shook her head.

"Elena, no. Please!"

But she didn't hear her. She shot Christian in the chest causing him to clutch his chest before falling to his knees. Elena grinned before walking around him, and Ana ran to the man. She fell to her knees clutching at his shoulders.

"Christian! Christian, stay with me!" Elena spoke from the door.

"I'm truly sorry Ana I really am. But I refuse to be taken down by a girl who couldn't even keep her own husband in line." Christian was gasping for air and Ana pulled out her phone. She called 911.

"Help, please! My husband's been shot. I need help." The operator asked for the address and Ana quickly gave it before setting the phone down. The entire time she clutched at his hand even as his grip lessened.

"Ana. Ana, listen to me," Christian said softly. Ana's eyes filled with tears as she shook her head.

"No. Don't say it, Christian. You're going to live. I won't have it any other way." His eyes were closed, but he gave her a crooked smile.

"So stubborn." He took another shaky breath before speaking.

"You are in charge now. You own everything. I made sure everything was changed before we left."

Sniffling she scooted closer before kissing his cheek.

"You didn't know we would get married," she commented. He slowly opened his eyes.

"It didn't matter to me. We'd always be together whether we were married or not," he said. Ana's eyes filled again, and she noticed his breath coming quicker.

"Christian, stay with me. They are on the way. Please. Don't leave me," she moaned out.

"I love you." She watched as he closed his eyes and began to have a more difficult time breathing. Ana was worried frantic that they wouldn't get here in time, but two minutes later, she heard the elevator door ding. They must've been able to reset it. She heard them running into the room and shouts at seeing both Sawyer and Christian on the ground. Blake was followed by several other officers. But Ana didn't care. She needed them to see to Christian.

"He's having trouble breathing. Hurry!"

The two EMT's quickly lifted him onto the gurney before rolling him out. They were working hard to keep him stable. Once they rolled him out the other police officers were helping Sawyer. He was stable, only having been shot in the shoulder, but just now waking up. Ana, however, felt lost. She was standing in the center of her apartment, with blood on her hands and police activity everywhere. Her husband was killed because her ex couldn't be a man. Because of Jose and his sick, twisted mind, Elena was involved. Everything was his fault.

Jose, Jose. Jose.

Ana was tired. She was tired of Jose taking from her. She was tired of this woman, Elena trying to take away her only shot of happiness away. She was tired of being a victim to sick people in power.

No more.

She was Mrs. Christian Grey. And this would not happen again. She would make sure of it. For him. Walking over to her, Blake spoke softly.

"Ana. I am sorry that your boyfriend was-"

"Husband."

Surprise flitted across Blake's face.

"Um, sorry?"

Turning teary eyes to the older man she spoke hoarsely.

"My husband. Christian. We were married earlier today." Eyes softening Blake took his hat off.

"God. I'm so sorry, Ana. I-"

"Blake. My husband must trust you somewhat. I will not disrespect him. But I cannot be here. I have to head to the hospital. I also have to call his brother. Oh God," Ana said before biting her lip. Placing his hand on her shoulder.

"I understand." Pulling out his card he placed it into Ana's hand.

"Please call me. If you need anything. I will stop by the hospital, but if you need me personally, please call."

Nodding, she pocketed the card before walking away to Sawyer. He pushed away from the officers before looking at Ana as if pained.

"Ana. I'm so sorry. It's my fault. I should have gone in first and-"

Shaking her head she placed her hand on his uninjured shoulder. She saw that the others were able to quickly put his injured side in a sling.

"It's okay. Let's head to the hospital. I'll drive and you can call Taylor on the way. I need him to come to meet us at general. I have some things I need to say."

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Uh-oh. Here we go! Leave me a review. Looks like Ana has to get some things off her chest.