A/N: this will be a short story 2 or 3 chapters. This is a little more angsty then what I usually write. After almost 7 years together, the Subs and Elena are still trying to push themselves into Ana and Christian's life. Ana finally has an aha-ha moment of things that happened all those years ago with Leila. Now it's time for her to deal with it, instead of going with Christian's old ways.

No Cheating and a HEA.

Ana comes storming into the house with Teddy and Phoebe right behind her. The kids go and put their stuff away and I carefully approach my wife.

"Ana?" She looks at me and her face is filled with fury. "What happened?"

She tries to collect herself when the kids walk back in the room. She smiles down at them and asks them to go wash up for dinner. They run off and I'm standing here trying to think what I could have done wrong.

"Babe? What happened?"

"You know I would think after all these years, they would give up. However, for some reason, they won't quit." She huffs and then flops down on the couch.

"Who?"

"Your former Subs." She rolls her eyes. "Leila and Harper. They approached the kids today after school. Ryan says they didn't say much, but 'say hi to your daddy for us.' He got the kids away, but I ended up going to them…"

"Ana, why would you approach them?"

Suddenly this fire ignites in her eyes. My baby is pissed now. She stands up and puts her hands on her hips.

"I've had enough of their shit to last a lifetime, Grey. It's bad enough I was so naive back then, when Leila was on the loose. She came to my apartment with a gun. And what the hell do you do? You kick me out of my own apartment, bathe her, and put her into my clothes." She shakes her head. "And I just allowed it. Then you propose to me." She snorts.

"Ana…"

"Don't Ana me!" She snaps. "Then I had to deal with the one bitch coming to my office, because she wanted to see you, and you came running, like she knew you would."

"I was worried…"

"Worried about me?" She shakes her head. "Then the other bitch….sends me a "novel" of a play by play of your sexual activities with her. Thinking I would publish it. You know I thought they were gone from our lives, but here they are, trying to talk to my kids."

She's had this pent up for 6 years, I just need to let her get it out. How come I wasn't informed of this?

"Are you thinking why Ryan and Sawyer didn't tell you or Taylor yet?"

I nod. Damn her and reading my mind.

"Because I wanted to be the one to confront you on this. This is my problem, not there's."

"Ana, I'll take care of it…."

"Like hell you will!" She snaps again. "If I hear you say one word in person, email, or phone I will cut your balls off. It's obvious they get off on it. That's just what they want. Are you still that stupid to see it?"

"Can you at least tell me what was said…" I ask.

"Oh, they just wanted to take a stroll down memory lane." She rolls her eyes. "They saw Teddy and couldn't believe how much he looked like you. Wanted to know if you were happy. Then the Harper bitch wanted to know if I keep you satisfied." She pulls a couple of papers out of her purse and hands them to me. "They wonder because they saw you enter a BDSM club…"

I look at the pictures, it looks like me, but I've haven't been to a BDSM club. Not since Ana and I went years ago.

"This isn't me." I tell her.

"Maybe not. But, I'm sick and tired of them getting away with whatever they want. You thought Leila needed help, but I think her craziness outweighs any help she could ever get. And what did you do with Harper… hmmm? Just like Leila tried to send her away and pay her off. God, I'm so stupid…" She storms out of the room, and I follow her to the bedroom.

Teddy and Phoebe come up to me, as Ana slams the door behind her.

"Hey guys, why don't you go help Auntie Gail with dinner?" I offer.

"Mom still mad about those ladies?" Teddy asks me.

"Yeah, they should've never got close to you. Listen, just hang out with Gail ok?"

"Ok, daddy." They go running off, but Phoebe turns around and looks at me with a curious look on her face.

"What is it pumpkin?"

"What's a Sub daddy? I know it's a sandwich but, the one lady said she was a Sub, how can she be a sandwich, she wasn't wearing a costume."

Fuckin' bitches.

"I'm not sure what she was talking about honey. Just don't worry about it ok? Let Daddy go talk to Mommy, while you go help Gail make some cookies."

"Ok, daddy. Just remember mommy might need a hug. It always works for me when I'm upset."

"I'll remember that, thank you." She skips off, without a care in the world, while I go face my maker.

I open the bedroom door, and Ana is stripping out of her work clothes. I take a moment to admire her, because as soon as she hears me, she covers up.

"How many are you still supporting?" She asks quietly.

I don't answer, I'm unsure how to answer that.

"Tell me!" She screams at me.

"I think two of them… I'm not sure. I don't pay attention to that."

"Two? Two to many if you ask me." She huffs. "Is Leila are Harper one of those?"

"NO! One I know, I was helping with medical school. Those payments might have stopped already…. The other was to keep her quiet as you know."

She laughs to herself. "I can't believe I ever let it get this far. You know how it felt today, to be reminded of how you took care of them. I hate myself, for even letting you get away with what you did back then. God, I was stupid." She pushes her hands through her hair and screams slightly.

"When you proposed to me, I should've just hung you by the testicles. I should've never left my apartment. I mean you fucking BATHED her." She screams and pushes me on my chest. "You should've made Taylor do it. You didn't have to play hero with her."

"I didn't know what else to do. I thought she needed help. I thought I did that to her." I tell her.

"She loved telling me all about it today…." She trails off. "Memories I pushed aside, to only have brought up again today. They want you to confide in them. Especially now that they went up to our children. Your lucky I'm not in some jail cell right now because I pulled them apart limb by limb."

"Ana, I can't take back what I did 6 and half years ago. If I could I would."

"Did you feel guilty that night… is that why you purposed to me?"

"No, I knew I wanted to marry you before all that… It's just I thought I was going to lose you."

Like I feel like I am now…

"Maybe you should have…" She says mournfully and sits on the edge of the bed. She shakes her head, as willing herself not to cry.

"Ana you can't mean that…" Could she tear my heart out and step on it more?

"I'm just sick in tired of these fucking games, from these fucking whores you fucked. From now on, I don't want you have anything to do with the crazy bitches! I let you deal with your way, and it didn't work, now it's my turn." I go to move towards her and she puts her hand up to stop me.

"If I even find out that you go against me with this, that's it. Leila and Harper expect you to go against me. I mean how many times have you done it in the past. I bet there sitting around their damn phones waiting for you or Taylor to call. Pay them off. I don't know Bathe them again."

'ANA!" I yell.

"Don't fucking yell at me either, Grey. You know I'm right. Those two have always been manipulative bitches. They see you as some hero. You've only proven to them you would go against me at every turn. It's not just me now, it's our kids."

"So, what's your plan?"

"First thing, you're going to stop supporting whoever the hell you're still supporting… then I haven't thought far past that… this time I won't hesitate getting the cops involved. Especially, if either of them come near my children again." She stands up again. "Oh, and if you want some more light on how crazy they are…" She grabs her purse again and pulls out another envelope.

"They also gave me these…. Well they gave Teddy these."

"Where the fuck was Ryan?" I snap.

"Wasn't Ryan's fault… they somehow gave it to Teddy while he was in class. Thankfully, Teddy didn't open it, he thinks it's a note from his teacher…It's a lovely read, and some very nice pictures too." She shoves into my hands.

"I want to know everything you have on your past conquests. I no longer want to be blindsided by these nut cases."

"You know it was always ready available to you if you wanted it… you know where I kept the files…Don't you see this is what they wanted us to do, fight with each other…"

"Yeah, so they think you'll go crawling back to them…It's what you always do..."

"And there's no way I would ever…" I try walk over to her and put my arms around her, but she backs away. "Ana…"

"I can't right now… I'm going to sleep in the guest room tonight. I just can't be around you. There's just so much you have hidden from me, and now it's coming out again and punching me in the face. Rather or not you think you did this for my benefit, you didn't. In the end I'm always the one that ends up getting hurt."

She does have a point there.

"I'm sorry… I won't contact them, but can I have Welch look into them. Find out what the hell is going on. I can have everything reported to you…"

"Fine." She mutters before leaving the room.

I throw myself back on the bed, and there's a part of me that just wants to scream and another that wants to cry. I do my best to compose myself and open up the envelope that Ana gave me.

As I open it I brace myself for might come out of here. And now I see the real reason why Ana wanted me dead. Inside are pictures of me inside Ana's old apartment with Leila. It looks like it was taken from some old security cameras. How we never knew someone was spying on them, I don't know.

Then there's several of me outside of the tub with Leila. I tried everything not to look at her. She was just filthy, child like. To me there was nothing sexual about it.

I guess I was really the naive one.

Ana is right, I should've just let Taylor or someone else handle this. Then there's some old pictures of me at the clubs with other women, while I was training. And the first thought that pops in my head is Elena. And here I thought I was rid of the old bitch. I haven't heard anything from her in years. My dad mentioned she moved out of state somewhere.

Is she a reason for them showing up again?

Then there's the note….

Dearest Sir,

Harper and I have missed you so. We know that there isn't anyway that your wife could be taking care of your needs. I mean we know that she isn't into the hard core stuff. And nobody has less limits then we do. I know you stay for the kids….However, does that mean she's gotten fat? I mean her hips do look pretty wide now. If you want, we can help take care of them, once you throw her on her ass. I mean it's only a matter of time.

Let us take care of you. Be can promise you won't be disappointed. Don't you remember how much we could take a cane or a belt. Come on, Master you know you miss it.

Love

Leila

Then included also is naked pictures of them both in sub position.

Sicking!

They don't even come close to Ana. Ana is perfection in every way.

I should've always been upfront with her, and now here I am paying the price in spades. I should've just sent both them to jail, especially Leila. Now the bitch gives this shit to my son? What if he did see this? I think if I were to see her again, my hand would be tight around her neck.

Then again she might get off on that that. Maybe I should have mama bear Ana take care of her. God knows she deserves it.

There's only one thing right now that I can start making everything right. It's time for me to come clean.

I pick up my phone and dial my dad's number. He picks up after the second ring.

"Hello?" He answers.

"Dad, I need your help with something."

"What is it, son?"

I sigh, "I know you about Elena and my past with my ex-submissives…"

"Yeah?" he asks cautiously.

"I need to put some restraining order out for them, and possibly Elena. Not just for me, but maybe everyone, especially Ana and the kids."

"What happened?" My dad asks, now on high alert and in lawyer mode.

"Ana and the kids were approached outside the school by two of my former submissives. They were even able to pass a note to Teddy through his teacher. If he read that…." I trail off.

It would've been my fault. All of this is my fault.

"Alright, well I'm going to need you to send me names and updated addresses to get these in order. I will do it first thing in the morning."

"Thank you, I'll send you an e-mail tonight with all the information."

"Is everyone alright though? Nobody was hurt?"

"Not physically at least…" I sigh. "They gave Ana some pictures and a letter. They have me looking like I'm going into a club and along with other pictures that shine me in a less flattering light. She hates me, dad." My voice cracks.

"She doesn't hate you Christian… I'm sure it was just a lot to take on."

My heart in my chest is clutching, it hurts so bad. How could she look at me after today. I can't blame her. I spent time with an ex-sub, while I kicked her out of her own apartment. Took care of someone that held my girlfriend at gunpoint, when I should've been with her.

How could I have been so stupid?

Because you were only trying to protect yourself Grey, and not her.

In my stupid thinking, I thought I had to help Leila. I saw someone that reminded me of my birth mother. Broken and shattered. For some reason in my own naive thinking, I thought I was the cause of her problems. I was blind and didn't see how much she was just manipulating me.

It only took Ana being pregnant with Teddy, and a new therapist, to finally see through the charade. Elena was in control, I never was. She supplied me Submissives, some of them nuttier then the next. The bitch used me, a pawn in her own sick game. Now, I believe again, after all these years, she's trying to do it again.

My love for Ana out shined anything she ever tried to show me. I had just what I needed and it was Ana. I never had to answer to anyone before. I didn't think I had to share with Ana everything. Now all of it, is coming to bite me in the ass.

I was selfish.

"Trust me dad, she does. Even if just the things I've done in the past. Listen I'll send the list tonight. I don't want to have any contact with them. And if you could also share the information with Ana, that would be great."

"Very well. Just hang in there Christian…"

"Thanks dad." I hang up the phone.

I leave the room, knowing I need to make an appearance at dinner. I don't want the kids to know mom and dad aren't getting along.

When I get to the dining room, Ana is putting down the kids meals in front of them.

"Daddy…" Phoebe says to me smiling. "Can you sit next to me tonight?"

"Sure pumpkin, just let me go get my plate."

Ana sits down and she hasn't even looked at me. I notice too that she didn't make a plate for herself. I know better than to say anything. I know she's stressed. I have learned over the years, is not to get on her about eating, when she feels that way. But, it tugs at me to know that I caused it.

Don't you usually, Grey?

I make myself a plate, and as I look down at it, I'm sure if I could eat it either.

I go and sit down to Phoebe, and the kids fall into conversation about everything that happened at school today. Phoebe is in preschool and Teddy is in first. I feel like I'm willing Ana just to look at me. She talks to only Phoebe and Teddy and smiles in all the right places. Even if I can't see her eyes, there's a piece of my wife missing.

The kids finish their dinner, and I look down and notice I didn't even touch mine.

"Daddy, you didn't eat…" Phoebe tells me.

"I know, I had a big lunch. Maybe, I'll eat it later." I smile at her. She looks every bit like her mother.

"Did you give mommy a hug?" Phoebe whispers, or at least she thinks she is.

"Yes, pumpkin. Why don't you and your brother go pick out a movie…." I tell her.

"Dibs…" Teddy yells out and runs out of the room, with his sister on his tail. That should keep a little busy, while I try to talk to Ana.

We both go to pick up Teddy's plate and our hands touch. Her touch still sends these tingles through my body. This finally gets her to look at me, even for a second. She moves her hand away and I take the plate.

"I wanted to tell you, I called my dad, and he's going to start get restraining orders on all the… You know what's. He should also contact you with the information. I just want you to know, whatever you want to know, I'll tell you. I promise not to have any contact with them. Whatever, you need to take care of it… it's all yours."

"Ok…" She tells me before walking to the kitchen. I follow her, and start helping her with the dishes.

"I'm sorry…" I tell her.

"I know…"

"Will you talk to me?" I practically beg her.

"No. I'm not ready yet. You need to understand that!" She snips at me.

I nod, even though she's not looking at me.

"I really want to burn those pictures and letter, but I can't just in case they're needed for evidence. I really don't want to look at them again and I don't think you do either. I'm going to put them in the safe, and we can have a third party deal with them."

"Fine!" She drops the plate in the sink and walks away.

Ana disappears for the rest of the night. I watch "The Life of Pets" with the kids. They end up both passing out and I carry them both to bed.

I enter my bedroom, maybe hoping Ana would be there, but as I figured she's not. I have to resist the urge to go find her, and make sure she's ok. I think I'm just more scared if she sees me, she would end up killing me.

I go to collect the stuff from the bed, and notice it has moved. Ana looked at it again.

Why? To remember more of why she hates me?

I gather it all up and go to put it in the safe in my office. If I can't sleep next to my wife, I might as well try to work. I e-mail Welch and tell him to get in touch with Ana in the morning and give her whatever she needs and asks for.

I start thinking that maybe the way to end all of this, is to come out publicly. But, what kind of shit storm would that cause?

Would more people try to come out of it if I did. God, knows all these women I've never met saying they have done something with me. And what would that do to Ana? Maybe if she ever talks to me again I could ask her.

I look at the time on my computer and notice it's after 1. I know there's no way I'm sleeping tonight.

So, I do something I haven't done in a long time, I go play the piano.

I'm so lost in the music, playing how I feel right now, like my world is just crumbling around me. I stop playing when I feel a presence next to me. It's Teddy. He's standing before me, rubbing his eyes. He sits next to me on the bench.

"Are you ok, daddy?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, buddy. Did I wake you?"

He nods at me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you sport."

"Are you and mommy fighting?" He asks me curiously.

"What makes you think that?"

"Because you didn't talk all dinner, or try to make kissy face with her. And when I went to the bathroom earlier I heard mommy crying…"

"Sometimes, mommies and daddies have disagreements. But it'll be ok…" I try to reassure him.

"Is it about those ladies today? I didn't like them… they were weird…" He starts.

That's an understatement of a lifetime.

"Did they say anything to you?"

"I think the one said, say hi to your daddy. And the other one said something to Phe about you missing his sub. I don't know. Ryan moved us away, we kind of ran ahead of him…. Sorry." he admits. Well, that explains a few things. I haven't tried to get Sawyer or Ryan's side yet. I didn't want Ana to be more mad at me then she already was.

"It's ok buddy. Just don't do it again ok?"

"I won't"

"Do you know who gave you that note?"

"Some blonde old lady, came into my class, and gave it to my teacher for you and mommy." He says.

Great, another thing to check out. Alarm bells are going off and I think I know just who the old blonde lady is.

"Come let's get you to bed. You do have school in the morning."

He gets up from the bench and I walk him back to his room. I tuck him back into bed and he's back out before I leave the room.

I walk to the guestroom I know Ana would use and open it. I see her curled up in the bed, the light is still on and she's surrounded by used tissues. I walk over and notice she has passed out for the night. I go turn off the overhead light and settle in the chair next to the bed. I love watching her sleep. There's just something peaceful about watching her, and I soon drift myself.

Thanks again to Nicole for helping me talk things through.