Over the last three months, our lives have remained relatively peaceful and blissful. Our children are growing like weeds. There has been no more word on Jack Hyde, which is a relief. Christian said to stay close to security and listen to them yet because there is still a chance that he is just lying in wait to attack. I hope that isn't the case, but I trust my husband.

Three weeks after we returned from our honeymoon, I returned to work and the new nanny that I'd been training on my children's routines for three weeks, Amy, have started watching our kids while we worked. So far it has worked out great but I still hate being away from them for 8 hours a day. Christian has tried to tell me that I don't have to work, but I just remind him that I'm a strong independent woman and I want to work for as long as I can. He let it go stating that as long as I'm happy, he is happy. Work has been going great.

Kate, Mia and I have gone on one spa day a month and we gossip. Mia said that Sasha is happily settled in near her family in Georgia. I'm happy for her. They both resent having to have a CPO and, apparently, Mia occasionally gives hers the slip. I told her that it's probably not a good idea, but she says that if nothing has happened by now, it won't. I don't agree but she refused to listen to reason.

Liam is really excelling in school and he has a lot of friends now. Christian said that because of the possible threat against us now, that it isn't a good idea to have playdates. I will be happy whenever they apprehend Jack and put him behind bars where he belongs.

I'm sitting at work going through an intriguing manuscript whenever there is a knock at the door. "Come in." I say without looking up.

"Mrs. Grey?" I look up and find my assistant Hannah standing there with an envelope. She walks towards me. "This came for you. It says urgent so I brought it in as soon as Julie brought it to me."

"Thank you, Hannah." I say as I take the manila envelope from her. All it says on the front is 'URGENT'. I'm curious about its contents and as soon as Hannah shuts the door, leaving, I open the envelope. I slide out the contents and I pick it up. It is a blown-up picture of me in nothing more than bikini bottoms and my hands covering my breasts with a mischievous grin on my face. I gasp. Where the fuck did this come from? This was a private picture that Christian took of me on our honeymoon. I turn it over and it says 'I'm coming for you and your husband, Ana, right when you least expect it. I look forward to finally having you.' And it isn't signed. What the fuck? This must be from Jack, but how the hell did he get this picture? I decide that I NEED to go and show my husband. Surely, he will know what to do about this. I put it in my oversized purse and pick it and my jacket up and walk out of my office, closing the door behind me. I stop at Hannah's desk.

"Hannah, I'm going out for the rest of the day. I will see you tomorrow."

"Okay, Mrs. Grey. See you then. Have a good day."

I smile. "You too, Hannah." I approach Sawyer. "We need to go to Grey House. I need to see my husband."

"Okay, Mrs. Grey." He leads me out to the SUV and helps me in and he drives me to Grey House. He parks us in the garage in a parking spot reserved for my husband. He helps me out and walks me to my husband's private elevator and he rides up to the 20th floor with me. Whenever we arrive, he lets me off the elevator first and I stop at the desk and Andrea tells me to go right in.

I walk into my husband's office. He looks up whenever he hears the door. He smiles until he sees the concerned look on my face. I approach him and he comes around his desk and meets me in the middle. He wraps his arms around me. "What's wrong, Ana?" I pull back from the hug and take the picture out of my purse and hand it to him. He looks at me, confused, and lets go of me. I go and put my purse by the door and I hear him gasp and say "What the fuck?" When I turn around and I've never seen him this angry. He has a death grip on the picture.

He finally turns it over and reads it. "MOTHER FUCKER!!" he shouts, startling me. "I have to call Taylor, Ana. We need to find out who dropped this off at your work. I am willing to bet that it is Jack, unless he hired someone to drop it off for him."

"How did he get that picture, Christian? I thought that he only got files off of your computer and this is from our honeymoon."

"My pictures on my phone upload all of my stuff on my phone through the internet to a server here. I was planning to make our private photos private on my phone so that they wouldn't upload, but I hadn't gotten around to it yet. I'm sorry, Ana."

"It will be okay. Make your phone call." He nods and walks around his desk and picks up his phone.

"Have a seat and wait for me, Ana. This shouldn't take long." I nod and go and have a seat on his unbelievably comfortable couch. He calls Taylor and Taylor walks in almost immediately. He must've been nearby.

Christian tells him to check out who delivered the picture to SIP and to see what they can find out. Taylor nods in acknowledgement and leaves the office to do his job. Christian puts the picture in his drawer and he comes around and sits on the couch and he wraps his arms around me. "We will take care of this, baby. He will NOT get to you."

"I trust you, baby."

"Lay with me and let me hold you?"

I smile up at him. "I would love that, Mr. Grey."

He lays me down and lies beside me and he wraps his arms around me and holds me up against his chest. He will do anything in his power to protect me and our babies. I trust this man with everything in me.

I must've dozed off to sleep in his arms, because I wake up alone and covered up. I open my eyes and find Christian behind his desk looking incredibly frustrated. I sit up and rub my eyes. I put the blanket to the side and I get up and walk over and around his desk and I sit on his lap. He wraps his arms around me. "What is it, Christian?"

"It was some kid that dropped it off. He said that some guy paid him to deliver it. We went to the location that he said the guy approached him at, but Jack was nowhere around."

I smile sadly, slightly scared, and I wrap my arms around his neck and lay my chin on his shoulder. "We will be okay, baby." I reassure him.

"I know. This is just infuriating. Now that we know he is after just the two of us, we need to get back to two CPOs each until we get this sorted out."

I nod. "I will agree to just about anything that you ask of me, Mr. Grey."

He smiles. "Let's go home to our children. I can't concentrate anymore today. I have a wedding present to give you yet whenever we get home. Maybe that will help with the mood of the day."

I smile. "I look forward to it. That is, unless it is some ridiculously huge thing that I don't need."

He chuckles. "You will have to wait until we get there to find out."

"Okay, then let's get home." He gives me a sweet kiss and helps me up and he gets up himself and takes my hand and we walk out and Sawyer and Taylor follow us to the elevator and they let us into our SUV whenever we get there. They both ride with us in one SUV since there's a clear threat against the two of us now.

Whenever we get home, I get Phoebe from the nanny and kiss her chubby cheek and hold her close. She is 6 months old now and she is absolutely gorgeous and beautiful. She has beautiful copper curls on her head and she has bright blue eyes like me since Sasha had the same eyes as me.

Christian tells me to go sit on the couch in the family room and wait for him. He kisses both Phoebe and I on our heads. "What is Daddy up to?" I ask her and she reaches out and touches my face and giggles.

We sit on the couch and whenever Christian enters the room, he has another manila folder in his hand and I furrow my brow. Is he giving me some kind of papers? He sits next to me and hands me the envelope and takes Phoebe from me, kissing her head himself. I open up the envelope and carefully slide the papers out of it. At the top of the paper, I see the words 'Grey Publishing' I pull the paper the rest of the way out and continue to read until I notice my name. It says 'Anastasia Grey, CEO' I gasp and look at him. "What is this?" I ask.

He smiles. "I am renaming SIP to Grey Publishing and as long as you're okay with it, you are the CEO."

"Christian, do you really think that I'm able to do that?"

He puts his hand on my thigh. "I know for a fact that you are fully capable. If you have a hard time adjusting to your new position, I am here and will help you with whatever you need."

I look back down at the paper in my lap. I can do this, can't I? I am a strong and capable woman with a powerful man at my side. Of course, I can do this. I look back at him. "I accept." His smile widens and he leans over and he kisses me sweetly.

"Congratulations on your new position, Mrs. Grey." He says.

"Thank you, Mr. Grey. I'm going to put this in my office. Maybe I will frame it later." He chuckles.

"Do whatever you want with it, baby. It's all yours." I smile back and kiss him sweetly one last time and I walk to my office and kiss it and lay it on my desk. I have an amazing husband.

I go back out and Christian and I spend a few hours with Phoebe after we all three eat our lunch. Whenever Liam gets home from school, he joins us. After a rough start to our day, it ends on a great note. My family and I enjoying our time together. We put Liam to bed at bedtime and we go to put Phoebe to bed as well. She finally started to sleep through the night a couple of weeks ago. Being able to sleep through the night again has been amazing, but she was worth the insomnia.

Christian takes me to the playroom and we celebrate my promotion properly. It is amazing as usual. We talk and drink a little more and then he makes love to me and we fall asleep in each other's arms. It will be okay.

Over the last three weeks, there hasn't been anymore word from or about Jack. We're all still just a little on edge about it though. Everything else has been running pretty smoothly. The nanny is still working out great. The kids love her. My transition into CEO of Grey Publishing went rather smoothly. I love my job, but I still wish I could do it and still see my kids more often. Maybe someday I will take a hiatus. We shall see.

Christian has to go to New York today. He wanted me and the kids to come along, but I told him that I can't leave whenever I'm just now getting settled into my new position. He put up a good argument about Jack still being out there, but he finally relented whenever I reminded him that our security team that will be staying here with the kids and I are fully capable of protecting us.

I wake up and find my husband sitting on the edge of the bed beside me. He is dressed in a crisp black business suit, looking as handsome as ever. I reach out to him and put my hand on his thigh. "Good morning, Mrs. Grey." He says.

"Mm, good morning, Mr. Grey." I reply.

"I'm taking off. Remember to stay close to security and do as they tell you. Do NOT take off your panic button. Come straight home after work. I hate that I will be across the country from you and the kids for three days."

I squeeze his leg. "I promise to do as you ask. I know you only have my best interests at heart."

"Thank you, Mrs. Grey." He rubs my hair and leans down and kisses me sweetly. "Get some more sleep before you have to go to work. I will call whenever I land and I will talk to you at least a couple of times a day while I'm gone."

"Okay, husband. Fly safe."

"I will do my best." He kisses my head and covers me back up. "I love you." He says as he stands up.

"I love you too, Christian."

He smiles and leaves the room and I roll over and hug his pillow and fall back asleep.

I have a good day at work and my husband calls me, as promised. I spend the rest of the day with the kids and after I put the kids to bed, I have another glass of wine and go to bed myself after talking to my husband on the phone for 30 minutes. I miss him already. I hate when he has to leave.

I wake up in the middle of the night to Phoebe crying so I get up and throw on a robe over my nightgown before I go check on her. I pick her up and hold her close and I realize she has a slight fever whenever I kiss her head. "Are you not feeling well, princess?" I ask and she looks like she's about to cry and keeps sticking her fingers in her mouth. She must've started teething. I take her downstairs and get her some infant ibuprofen and I get her a bottle and walk around with her a little while and sing to her. Once she finally falls back asleep, I take her and put her back to bed after kissing her head. I walk out of her room and get a strange feeling, but I shake it off and walk towards my room. I'm almost there whenever all of the sudden, I'm grabbed from behind with a hand over my mouth. I scream but it is muffled by the hand.

"It's time for you to shut up and come with me, Ana." Jack. Fuck. I shake my head 'no'. He puts a knife up to my throat which causes me to whimper. "You will come with me or I will kill you and your children. No one else needs to get hurt tonight so let's go." No one else? Who the fuck did he hurt? I nod. "Good girl. I'm going to take my hand off of your mouth but if you make a fucking sound, I will kill you where you stand. Do you understand?" I nod again and he takes his hand off of my mouth but he is still holding the knife to my neck. He leads me back down the hallway and down the stairs. He stays behind me with his chest against my back, probably so that I don't try to run.