A/N: Thank you so much ladies for your kind words over in the FB group. I am glad you are enjoying it.

All mistakes are my own.

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Christian was stunned.

It was day three of his physical therapy and Taylor had updated him on everything that happened while he was in a coma. Taylor explained how Ana handled his brother and the press. The most shocking thing of all, however, was the way in which he handled Elena and Jose.

"You should have seen it, Christian. The look in Ana's eyes was pure ice," Taylor said as Christian did his repetitive exercise of reaching from the mat on the floor. Christian could hear the admiration and respect in his voice as he explained how he found Elena, made her think she'd gotten away only to be waiting on the tarmac for her.

He winced when he heard how she castrated Jose, and he almost choked at the instructions she left for his new owner. The fact that she made the man have someone over him caused immense joy. He found out from both Sawyer and Taylor that Ana was respected. Once it was known what Anastasia Grey did to the people responsible for hurting her, and her husband everyone feared the Grey line even more. Ros called him, joking that since word had spread about his new wife, payments had been made on time, and calls had been placed.

"More families have sworn their loyalty to the Grey family. When they saw Elliot at the helm with Ana carrying out henchman's work, no one wants to go against you. I haven't seen Willow this amused since before your dad back in '99."

It was safe to say that Christian was the safest man in the hospital.

Whenever Ana came to see him for the second half of the day they would always change the topic, and Taylor would leave while Ana shared a meal with him. When she wasn't looking at her, he was staring in awe. Sawyer joked that Christian had woke up the beast inside of her. Christian only smiled.

That's my girl.

Christian didn't think to talk about what she did. He knew she was curious as to why she hadn't brought up what she'd done. He also knew when she was ready, they would talk. But for right now, he would let it go.

She would talk about her day or what she was talking with Willow, speaking with Ros, or watching Gail cook wonderful meals. He was surprised to hear that she was writing.

"Really? What are you composing Mrs. Grey?" Blushing, Ana shrugged.

"Just romance. I use to pen these tales when I was in college. They were short stories. I even used to write online under a pen name. I forgot how much I enjoyed it. Anyway," She started only for Christian to reach over and grab her hand. Bringing it to his mouth he kissed her soft skin.

"That's great, baby. Just say when and I'll buy a publishing house for you."

Eyes wide, she shook her head before laughing.

"Christian! I said I was writing again. What in the world would I do with a publishing company?"

"Publish your books?"

Groaning, she ran her hands over her face. When she glanced up he smiled at her. She shook her head.

"No. I mean it, Christian, no."

"But-"

"No. And don't even think of having Ros shopping around for it. I'm fine with what I'm doing now. Writing and being with you."

Christian could see she was happy, and that settled him. Still, he was determined to at least inquire about a publishing company. There was also more good news. Christian was able to feel his thighs, and last night, he felt burning in his groin area. He immediately rang for the nurse and she paged the doctor. He was pleased with the effects, and let Christian know it was progressing in the right direction.

"Keep up with the physical therapy Mr. Grey. It seems the swelling is going down around your spine. I, like Mrs. Grey, have complete optimism in your returning health." Those words buoyed Christian's spirits, but he was determined to keep the news to himself. He wanted to surprise Ana completely, so he was determined to work even harder in therapy. It was day five, and the newlywed couple found themselves in Christian's private room with Chinese food between them. Ana had her feet propped up on the bed, and Christian groaned aloud at Ana's sexy legs. The fact that she painted her feet red only made him want to suck on each toe.

Focus, man.

She was just explaining a potential plot in her story when Taylor came into the room. He or Sawyer was always stationed outside of his room at all times. It was something Ana wanted. Christian was surprised once more when Ana told him hours before that she loved him too much to ever leave him alone.

"Mr. Grey, Mrs. Grey. Ana, I have that conference call set up for you. The one between you and Willow?" Taylor said. Ana knew what that meant. Sliding her feet off the bed, she stood.

"Okay. I'm coming right now." Turning to Christian she leaned over and kissed his cheek before standing.

"I'll be back, baby. I love you."

"I love you more."

Smiling she ran her hand through her hair before heading to the door. She walked past Taylor who asked her to give him a minute.

"What for?" she asked.

"It's concerning the other business with the families." Once she stepped out, Taylor turned to Christian.

"Make sure the recording gets sent out to the rest of the families along with my message."

"The message being?"

Face hardening, Christian spoke.

"This is what my wife, Mrs. Grey was able to orchestrate in less than a week. If she is ever questioned or made to feel unwelcome, her methods will seem like child's play compared to mine."

…

Pulling up to the house, Taylor let Ana know the streaming was available in Christian's office. Nodding, she told him to wait in the office.

"I have to go upstairs and change." Not sticking around to hear what the man had to say Ana went quickly into her room to find the dress. She smirked when she saw it. She slid on the white dress that hugged her neck and body like a glove. She slid on the heels to match and pulled her hair back. Yeah, if she was going to see her tormentors auctioned off, she wanted to do it in style. Smearing red lipstick on her lips she glanced at her reflection.

"It's almost over, Ana," she whispered to herself. Leaving the room she walked back down the stairs and into Christian's large office. Taylor and Sawyer's eyes bulged as they saw how Ana was dressed.

"Are the cameras on?"

"Yes," both men said.

"Good. Does she know I'm watching? Her and Jose?"

"They do. I made it clear that Mrs. Grey was watching them being auctioned off."

"Thank you, gentlemen." Sitting in Christian's wide leather chair, Ana closed her eyes for a second inhaling the familiar scent of the man. Sitting back she crossed her legs before turning up the volume.

…..

Elena was embarrassed.

Here she was, a respected doctor being auctioned off for men who were not worthy to clean her shoes. She ignored the leering glances of the old men in front of her as she stood on the stage barely dressed. Her feet hurt from being stuffed into heels that were too high for any human, and her dress, if one could call it that, was completely transparent. The glittery dental floss she was given would probably give her an infection, and the cheap eyeliner would probably give her blindness. Above all, she just wanted Jose's whimpers to stop. Judging from his screams last night, he had quite the workout. Honestly, she was surprised the man still had any vocals left. Right now he was shivering on the stage as some of the men catcalled to him.

"Alright, the bidding can now begin. Mrs. Grey has entered the viewing as well." At that, Elena and Jose's head snapped up to the two screens in the back of the room near the exit. The men's rowdy voices quieted down at the infamous Mrs. Grey watching them all. Jose began to cry earnestly when the bidding began for him.

"We have a lovely man here. Former police chief commissioner. He loves all things and has a particular fascination with plants being inside of him. This contract specifies him to be a sexual slave for a minimum of four years. Since he can offer no sexual pleasure in the traditional sense, he is free to give and use. Now, let's start the bidding. One dollar. Do I here one dollar?" Jose hung his head in shame. He kept avoiding eye contact, especially when the auctioneer asked him to turn around so they could see his backside. When the bidding reached five dollars, it ended and Jose gasped at the man who won him. He was tall, old, and the sinister smile on his face sent chills up his spine.

"Sold to the man in the back. Your prize will be ready to be picked up in an hour." Two men came to shuffle Jose off the stage before Elena was pushed up there. Raising her head she locked eyes with Ana who only smirked at her. Elena smiled bitterly before speaking aloud.

"You won Anastasia."

Meanwhile, on Ana's side, she leaned forward, eyes glittering with hate.

"It's Mrs. Grey, Elena." She knew Elena, as well as everyone else, could hear what she said. Taylor made sure it was possible. Glancing up the auctioneer cleared his throat nervously.

"Mrs. Grey. Shall we proceed?"

"You may."

Looking down at his cards, the man's eyes widened in shock at the starting bid for Elena.

"Um. We have Elena Lincoln. She enjoys sexual acts of all kinds with men and women. She prefers to be filmed and humiliated." Elena's eyes narrowed in Ana's direction and the woman only grinned wider.

"We will start the bidding at ten cents." Everyone was deathly silent before someone snorted in the back. Other men started to chuckle in amusement. The person who was in charge of auctioning them always set the price. The men assembled knew that Mrs. Grey believed her worth to be less than a quarter.

Damn.

Once the bidding reached fifty cents, Ana glanced over at Taylor. He texted a man who was at the auction and they saw him raise his hand. Elena's eyes widened at the menacing man dressed head to toe in black. Once the bid was finalized Elena's was shuffled off the stage to the back. Turning to Ana, Taylor spoke.

"What do you want him to do?"

Standing, she spoke quietly.

"I want him to do whatever he wants with her. Then I want him to kill her tomorrow, chop her into pieces and send it to every person she knows that is tied to this life. I want my own stationery on each piece with my signature. I want them to fear me, Taylor. I want them to fear me so they never try to hurt my husband, or me again."

Smirking, Taylor glanced at Sawyer who was already pulling out his phone.

"I will make sure they get the message, Mrs. Grey. They will fear you both."

…..

It wasn't until the next morning when Ana was awoken by the phone ringing to Taylor's simple words.

"She's dead. Didn't make it through the night." As soon as she hung up Ana went into the shower and cleaned herself up. She wanted to go see Christian. Because being with him felt real. And if it felt real it meant that it was truly over. Sliding on shoes and sweat clothes she rushed down the stairs. She waved off Maria and Gail said bye to her barking puppy before calling out for Sawyer. She knew Taylor was still handling the Elena business. Seconds later the man came running around the corner.

"Take me to him."

….

Ana's heart was racing as she ran into the hospital and to the elevator. Once they stepped off onto his floor she glanced at Sawyer telling him to wait in the hall. She ran to the door before opening it. Once it closed behind her she looked at Christian. It seemed as if he was waiting for Ana. He was staring at her, and she could see in his eyes, that somehow he knew. Her eyes filled with tears as he opened his arms. Gasping she ran over to the bed and crawled into his arms. She began crying in earnest and Christian smoothed her hair away from her face.

"Shh. It's over. Baby. It's all over." Whimpering she nodded into his chest. Gripping at his shirt she continued to bury her head into his neck. Closing her eyes she inhaled his comforting scent. It was a while later before Ana spoke.

"I love you Christian. I love you so much."

Pulling away she looked into his eyes.

"Not as much as I love you." Smiling through her tears she reached up and cupped his face.

"I'm pregnant, Christian."

Eyes wide, he studied her face in wonder before tears filled his own eyes.

"We're having a baby?"

Nodding, she blushed when he grinned wide before pulling her close and kissing her lips passionately. When he pulled back, she sighed before gripping his shirt tighter. Christian placed kisses over her face as he spoke.

"I promise to do everything right with our child. I promise to do everything right with you. I'm going to conquer this therapy, and we're going to be happy."

Looking into his eyes, Ana sighed when she saw nothing but honesty in his gaze.

"Good. Because I need you Christian. We're going to need you," she said softly. Kissing her forehead he nodded.

"I'll be here. For both of you," he said before running his hand over her stomach. It was silent for a long while before he spoke again.

"Ana. Everything that was done. Everything you did, it's all in the past. It doesn't change who you are. You did what was necessary. And that's what family does. They do what is necessary to keep everyone safe and healthy."

"Christian-"

"No. Don't think about it anymore. I will take care of you both. You and my son," he said confidently. Laughing, Ana wiped her eyes before shaking her head.

"Son? What if it's a girl?" she smiled. He sighed before winking at her.

"Well, I'll be thrilled of course. She won't be left alone for the rest of her life, and she definitely won't be dating until she's thirty, but I'll be happy." Ana rolled her eyes as he kissed her cheek.

"Ana?"

"Yes?" she said returning her gaze to his warm one.

"I love you. I will love you until I take my very last breath. You're it for me."

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Finally. The bad guys have been defeated, no more talk of ELENA OR JOSE. LOL Now we will talk about Christian getting better, and Ana's pregnancy. Not going away yet. I love you all and have a great weekend!