It's been 3 months since our spectacular night on the Grace. We went back to New York the following Sunday and Christian insisted that we take the GEH jet. I refused at first, but after thinking about how restless the kids were being cooped up in economy on a commercial flight, I finally relented.

Whenever we got home, we all settled in and went back to our usual days, although we missed our daddy and husband a lot. Christian came out on weekends still so it hasn't been too bad. We talk on the phone every night before bed.

Liam's last day of school was yesterday and today is my last day at the New York GP. I finished training my COO to take over for me yesterday, but I want to stick around just for today and see how he does for his first day in control without me.

We plan to head back to Seattle this evening and we will get there in the middle of the night. Christian doesn't know that we're coming back yet and I don't want him to know. I love surprising him like he does me. He knows Liam gets out of school this month but he doesn't know when. I have sworn Gibson to secrecy so that no one there knows that we're coming tonight until we are there.

I haven't seen Gideon anymore over the last 3 months so hopefully he has finally gotten over the delusion that I would want to be with him. He was starting to seem a bit obsessed before. I'm sure the kiss didn't help that. The kiss gave me clarity and maybe it did the same for him. That or it deepened his infatuation with me and he's just being thoughtful and giving me space. I don't know. I guess we will never know since I'm leaving New York now and I'm only going to be back to visit GP occasionally.

After just finishing a long day at work, I'm waiting for the elevator to arrive. I'm surprise to see Gideon there. He smirks at me as he leans against the back wall of the elevator. I have no feelings of anything but an extremely mild sexual attraction to him. I think I'm only attracted to him because of his similarities to Christian. The success, attitude, height and stature and the way he exudes confidence are all similar.

"Hello, Mr. Cross." I say with a smile as I confidently board the elevator and press the button to the lobby.

"Mrs. Grey." He replies. He pushes himself up off the wall and starts to approach me. I put my hand up to stop him, but he keeps moving so I put my hand on his chest to hold him back. "What's wrong, Anastasia? We shared that life-altering kiss and now you don't want me near you?"

I giggle. I turn to him confidently. "Gideon, that kiss was an eye opener. I felt no spark, nothing. I only enjoyed the kiss a little bit. It made it clear to me that I don't want to be with you and that it is only my husband that I will ever truly desire."

He gasps, obviously taken aback. "Anastasia, I can't stop thinking about that kiss. I haven't even thought about being with anyone else since. I think about you even more than I already did. I never wanted more than one-night stands with anyone but I want more with you. I want so much more. Please don't push me away."

"I'm not pushing you away, Gideon. Well, I physically am at this moment because, apparently, you don't know how to take no for an answer, but I never even remotely wanted you the way that I want my husband. This thing you thought was between us, I admit, I did feel it too until that kiss made me realize how it was obviously nothing more than a little sexual attraction because of the sexual voodoo you were trying to weave on me. I feel nothing for you anymore. As I told you before, I hope that you find happiness in your life. I just know that it won't be with me, so please, just move on. Maybe you need to find someone to have your more with because I certainly already have my more. I will never let go of that. I'm sorry." I lean up and kiss his cheek as the doors open. "Goodbye, Gideon." I tell him as I walk out of the elevator doors and get Gibson and he takes me home.

I have the kids go and pack and tell them that we're going home tonight and they cannot even attempt to contain the joy that they feel in this moment. They both hug me and thank me and run off to their rooms to gather some of their stuff. After everyone is ready, we load everyone up into the SUV and head to the airport. We are taking commercial again because, even if the GEH jet was still here, I wouldn't use it because I don't want Christian to be notified that we are on our way.

Christian will probably be worried when I don't answer for him tonight, but hopefully, he will be able to sleep because I plan to give him a wakeup call that he won't soon forget.

The flight is the same as last time that we flew commercial until the kids fall asleep in their seats. I take a nap myself until they wake me up.

Whenever we land, we rent a car at the airport and I let Gibson drive us home. Whenever we arrive, the kids are asleep. Dad carries Liam for me and I carry Phoebe and we quietly go inside and sneak up and put them to bed. I thank Dad for his help and he goes back downstairs while I head to our bedroom.

I'm disappointed to find that my husband isn't in bed and that it hasn't been slept in. I decide to call him so I pull out my phone. I dial his number.

"Ana?" he answers.

"Yes, baby. Where are you?"

"We just landed in New York. I'm on my way out to the house. I couldn't get ahold of you so I decided to come out and check on you. Are you okay?"

I giggle. He flew to New York as we were flying home. "I'm perfectly fine, but you should turn around and get back onto your jet." I say, trying to give him minimal information.

"Why, Ana? What is going on? Why don't you want to see me?" he asks, obviously concerned.

"Christian, the kids and I are in Seattle. We came to surprise you. We're here to stay so get your ass home so I can have my way with you."

I hear him sigh in relief. "Oh God. You had me so worried. You should've told me."

"If I did, it wouldn't be surprise. I will be in bed waiting for you whenever you get home. Well, depending when you get home. The kids may wake me up early, but I doubt it considering the long, exhausting flight we just had."

"Okay, baby. I'm letting Beighly know that we're flying back now and we will take off after the jet is fueled up and checked out thoroughly. I have missed you and the kids so much. I'm so glad that you're home finally."

"We're glad to be home. Come straight home whenever you get here."

"I will. I love you and I will see you in about 7 or 8 hours."

"Okay, I love you, too, and I will see you whenever you arrive."

I reluctantly hang up. I just want to stay on the phone with him, but he can't talk while he's flying on the jet and I could probably use some sleep.

I take a quick shower to clean the day off of myself and go and put on one of my sexiest nighties and I lay down and drift off to sleep, hoping to wake up to my husband. It may be around noon, but even if I am already up, I will take his ass to bed as soon as he gets home.

I'm awoken way too early to a knock on my bedroom door. I get up and put a robe on and answer the door to find Gibson. "Mrs. Grey, I'm sorry to disturb you, but someone is here to see you."

I furrow my brow. Who the fuck would know that I'm back? "Who is it?"

"It's a Mrs. Lincoln." I'm thoroughly confused because I don't recognize the name, but I decide I better go and see what this is about.

"I will be down after I throw some clothes on."

He nods and walks away and I lock the door and go into my closet and throw on a t-shirt and some joggers. I walk downstairs and I find an older woman with blonde hair and obvious amounts of botox in her face. She is looking at pictures of my family. Who the fuck is this woman and why is she here?

I approach her. "Can I help you?" I ask.

She looks at me and scans me before replying. She offers me her hand to shake with an unreadable expression on her face. I reluctantly take it. "I'm Elena Lincoln. I'm a friend of Christian and I need to speak with him, but since he isn't home, I figured that I would talk to you. Can we have a seat?"

I still have my brow furrowed. "Sure." I invite her to the couch and she sits down and I sit on the couch as well, but across it from her. "How can I help you?"

"I want to talk to YOU about Christian. There are some things that you NEED to know."

Again, my brow is furrowed. I can feel the bad vibes coming off of her in waves. I will let her say whatever the hell she came to say, though. "Okay. What about him?"

"Well." She starts and then she looks right at me and she suddenly has an evil glare. "You should know that Christian doesn't do love and he certainly cannot be in a relationship, much less in a marriage. He cannot do hearts and flowers. He also has no business being a father. He isn't cut out for it. He will get bored of it and you will be tossed to the side before you know it. My advice to you is to go back to New York and stay there. For his good and for the good of you and your children before someone gets hurt."

What in the actual fuck is wrong with this woman? "Look, I don't know you. You obviously don't know me. Your 'advice' as you call it, is unsolicited as your opinion of mine and my family's business is absolutely none of my concern. I think it would be best if you leave." I retort.

Now she narrows her eyes at me and reaches over, grabbing my wrist hard, digging her red claws into it. "You NEED to leave Christian, Anastasia. You're just a mousey little thing after his money. He will figure out who you are soon enough. If you don't leave now, I will make sure that he knows. He greatly values my opinion, unlike you. Therefore, I suggest that you load up your children and get the fuck out of Seattle before things get VERY ugly for you and your family. I'm surprised that Christian hasn't told you about me considering that he has told me quite a bit about you, including the issues you were involved in with Gideon Cross."

I scoff. This bitch is clearly out of her damn mind. I peel her hand off of my wrist. "I don't know who the fuck you think you are, coming in here and bossing me around about what the fuck I should do with MY family, but YOUR opinion doesn't mean shit to me so you need to get up and get the fuck out before I'm forced to take matters into my own hands. I do not take kindly to anyone talking shit on anyone in my family, especially when it is NONE of their fucking business. Go now!" I throw her hand down on her lap as she scoffs. She just sits there glaring at me. "I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE! Leave me and my family the fuck alone. NOTHING about our lives is any of your fucking business!" She still sits there. I stand and I grab her wrist and somehow manage to pull her up off the couch. I push her towards the door but she digs her feet into the ground as we get closer.

"I'm going. Let go of me you fucking wench!" I let go and she turns around to glare at me some more. "Christian will leave you soon and come running to me as he always does. We talk on a regular basis so I will be sure to let him know about your behavior towards me. I'm sure he will be very displeased about that."

"Don't worry. I will tell Christian everything myself. GO!" She cackles and shakes her head and she turns around and opens the door and steps towards it.

"You will regret this, Anastasia. Mark my words."

I scoff and roll my eyes. "I don't give a flying fuck. You don't scare me. Get the fuck out of my family's life."

"Maybe you should be scared." She says with a smirk and then she cackles as she walks out of the door, slamming it behind her. Fucking crazy bitch! I stop at the office to talk to Gibson really quick.

"Did you see that interaction, Gibson?"

"Yes, Mrs. Grey."

"Okay. I want you to tell Taylor and I will talk to my husband about it. I want that crazy bitch NOWHERE near me and my family."

"I will notify him as soon as he arrives in Seattle."

I nod. "Thank you. I'm going back to bed. Send my husband up if he arrives before I come down."

He nods back. "Okay."

I walk away and head back to my room and strip and put my nightie back on and climb back into bed. It takes me a minute to get calmed down from the weird interaction with Elena, but I finally drift back off to sleep.

I'm awoken to so much pleasure. I open my eyes to find my husband with his face buried in my core sucking on my clit. "Don't fucking stop!" I scream at him. After he brings me to my first orgasm, I beg him to fuck me and he gladly does so. We climax simultaneously pretty quickly and it's pretty spectacular. "Wake me like that anytime, Mr. Grey."

He smiles at me. "I plan to, baby." After a few minutes, he kisses me sweetly as he pulls out and lies down beside me. I roll onto my side and lay my hand on his muscular chest and put my leg over his and my head on his chest.

"I missed you so much. I'm so happy to finally be home. The kids are pretty excited about it, too."

He smiles. "I know. I talked to them downstairs. I came up after greeting them. I couldn't wait to have my amazing wife." I giggle.

"I love you so damn much."

"So, tell me everything, from when you knew you were coming back until now."

I smile against his chest. I fill him in on everything, including the final confrontation with Gideon and the unusual confrontation with this Elena.

I look up at him whenever he remains silent after I tell him about Elena. He looks a combination of confused and possibly upset. "Tell me what the deal is with her, Christian."

He sighs. "She's the closest friend that I have. She's also a business partner. She's been there and supported me throughout my career. I don't understand why she would ever talk like that to you."

I'm still looking up but I turn over and prop my head up on my elbows and look straight at him whenever I realize that there's more to this. There's something that he's hiding from me. "I know that you're still hiding something from me, Christian, and I need you to tell me now."

He sighs and finally looks at me. "Elena brought me into BDSM and I was her submissive for 6 years before she trained me to be a dominant myself. Nearly everything I know, I learned from her. She helped me to gain control of myself and my life. She loaned me the $100,000 seed money to start GEH. I owe everything to her. I paid her back her seed money and then some, but I feel I still owe her."

I roll my eyes. "Christian, I don't know much about her, but I do know that she is 100% against our relationship. Do you plan to still talk to her?"

He furrows his brow. "Of course, Ana. She's my closest friend, as I said before." I scoff and stand up and go get dressed in comfortable clothes. I come back out of the closet and he is still laying there, deep in thought.

"I need you to REALLY evaluate your relationship with her and your relationship with OUR family. I can't have that woman knowing about my life whenever she is clearly deadset on trying to ruin our relationship. I can tell that she's already causing distance between us. I can sense it in the way you were just talking about her. Once you figure out what's really going on, then you can talk to me. Otherwise, I just don't want to talk to you. I love you, but I didn't sign up for a crazy bitch knowing way too many details about MY personal life. I'm going to play with the kids after breakfast. You need to get some sleep and I'll see you later."

He looks at me concerned. "Okay. I love you, too, Ana."

I smile back at him. "I know." I walk out of the room and close the door behind me. I love that man with everything in me and I know that he loves me just as much, if not more, but I cannot have that woman involved in my life in any way. I still feel like there's more that Christian hasn't told me, but I just couldn't sit and listen to what he was saying about how he will continue to talk with her. I just don't understand how he can just be okay with that woman coming into OUR home and talking to me that way.

I shake it off and I go and eat breakfast and I go out back and join the kids and my Dad. He's helping them to ride Peter so I sit on the deck on a lounger and relax and watch the lights of my life enjoy themselves. I'm so happy to be back. I just hope that Christian and I will remain okay after all of this Elena business.

We all spend the day together and Christian joins us just before dinner. I avoid talking directly to him, but I still smile at him and flirt with him without words. After dinner, we spend more time with the kids and he looks like something is on his mind the entire time.

After the kids are safely tucked in bed, we talk to my Dad for a little while before he announces that he's going to bed. He is sleeping in a downstairs guest room as he did whenever we came back before. He expressed interest in moving back to Montesano, but has insisted on staying until we get a nanny again. I'm perfectly fine with this and I'm sure Christian is as well.

Once Dad is inside his room, we continue to drink together in an uncomfortable silence until he finally speaks. "I can't lose you because of her, Ana. I'm sorry that she talked to you that way, but she is harmless. She would never do anything to hurt you or me or the kids. I'm certain of it. She's just trying to intimidate you and cause a rift in our relationship, but I cannot allow that to happen."

I sigh when I think of something I should probably ask. "Christian, how long have you been a dominant?"

He looks at me, confused as to why I would ask that. "I've been a dominant since I was 22, Ana. What does that have to do with this?"

I gasp when I do the math in my head. If he was her submissive for 6 years and trained him to be a dominant for a year, he had to have been no older than 15 whenever it started. I finally look at him, troubled by this realization. "How old were you whenever you first became her submissive, Christian?" I ask calmly, hoping that I'm mistaken.

He sighs and takes another drink of his wine and looks back at me. "I was 15. I was out of control and getting into trouble and she straightened me out. She helped me to become who I am today. I owe that woman everything so I can't just abandon her now."

I gasp. I hate that I was right. I look away and put my face in my hands and rub it, trying to make sense of this. Why would he think the woman helped him whenever she clearly abused him? "Christian, she abused you yet you continue to act as if she did YOU favors by teaching you to fuck and beating you into submission. How can you rationalize that in your beautiful head?"

He scoffs. "Ana, she did NOT abuse me. I consented to everything. I wanted it and I needed it. That's not abuse. That is consensual."

I gasp and look up at him with my brow furrowed. I shake my head when I see how strongly he believes what he is saying. "Your consent is invalid whenever you're 15. Have you or would you take on an underage submissive if they were 'out of control' so that you could help them to gain control?"

He furrows his brow back at me and I can tell that he's getting angry. Fuck that! I'm fucking angry. "Of course not, Ana. That's illegal." I roll my eyes and shake my head and look away.

"You're a smart man, Christian Grey, but if you can't figure out the similarities between what you're telling me about your relationship with Elena and how you feel about messing with an underage girl yourself, then you can just sleep in a guest room until you figure it out. I'm going to bed. I love you, but I cannot look at you right now. I NEED you to realize what the fuck happened to you. It's no better than what Sasha did to you. Good night, Christian." I get up and pick the bottle of wine and take it and my wine glass and head to our bedroom.

I cannot believe that this man doesn't see what the fuck has happened to him. I go into our room and I lock the door. I strip on the way to the bathroom and I run myself a bath. Once the tub is full, I get the wine glass and wine and I climb into the bath tub and attempt to relax with some warm water and wine.

It doesn't help much, but whenever the water gets cold and my wine bottle is empty, I get out and dry off before putting on a nightie and laying down. I cuddle with my husband's pillow and I begin to cry for the child that was abused by a much older woman. I hate that it happened to him, but I hate that he believes that it helped him even more. I finally cry myself to sleep.

Whenever I get up, I get dressed and I go downstairs and have breakfast with my family. Now, I avoid eye contact with my husband. He needs to come to me whenever he sees his relationship with Elena for what it is. She abused him and she still holds power over him because she made him believe that she helped him. It's ridiculous and sad. I just hope he realizes it soon before it tears us apart. I truly cannot lose this man so I will not leave his side. I love him more than anything or anyone else in the world, aside from our kids, but he needs to get shit together in his head.

After we eat, he goes to our bedroom and gets ready for work. He comes back down and gives the kids kisses and hugs and then he approaches me. I finally look up at him. "May I hug you, Ana?"

I nod and he wraps his arms around me tightly. "I will go and talk this over with my therapist and then I will discuss this further with you later." I nod again and he pulls back and gives me a sweet kiss with a sad smile and he walks out of the front door.

The kids and my Dad and I spend the day together aside from when I call to check on the local GP. I also call our nanny that we had before we left and she agreed to come back. I let my Dad know and he starts making plans to return to Montesano. He tries to tell me that he will buy the house back from me, but I tell him that I will NOT accept his money. I owe him for making me into the strong, independent woman that I am. He actually only helped me in positive ways, as opposed to how Christian thinks Elena helped him by fucking and beating him.

It's been nearly a week since the talk I had with Christian about Elena. He hasn't attempted to speak to me since, and I am not initiating a conversation with him until he sees his relationship with her for what it is. I just hope that he isn't still talking to the beast about me.

Amy started back the day after I called her and we had a tearful goodbye whenever my Daddy returned to our home in Montesano. Christian has still spent time together with the kids and I but he works late a LOT and over the weekend, he still went into work whenever he usually has the weekends off. This is worrisome, but he needs time to process everything and I'm understanding of that. I just hope it doesn't take too much longer. I miss having him in my bed.

Today, I'm starting back at work myself. Since Amy has been back for a week and settled back into our routine, I think that it's time.

The morning goes great. Mike did a good job holding the place together, but they are happy to have me back. I go to the café across from GP for lunch. Gibson sits across the restaurant from me to discreetly watch me. I'm eating my sandwich whenever I get a bad feeling just before I hear her voice. "Anastasia, we need to talk."

I laugh. "We have nothing more to talk about."

"Well, I need to tell you one thing."

I sigh. "I don't want to hear anything from you, but I have a feeling that you won't go away until you tell me so let's hear it."

She sits down across from me. "You have really upset Christian. He hasn't told me exactly what's going on, but I can tell that he would be happier if you just left town again."

I shake my head. This bitch doesn't give up. "I'm not going anywhere until he tells me to HIMSELF. Like I told you before, stop inserting yourself in my family's private affairs. It really is NONE of YOUR business. Please just leave us alone."

She leans in closer. "No matter what you do or say, Ana, I will NEVER be out of Christian's life. I am the only friend he has and he confides in me about EVERYTHING. If it's a battle to prove who means more to Christian, you may as well back away now, because it will ALWAYS be me."

I sigh and go back to eating my sandwich. "you said your piece. You can go now."

She scoffs and shakes her head. "You will regret it if you force him to push me away because he will resent you for it. You're already going to regret being so flippant with me. A good sub never talks to another dominant in that way."

She stands up and walks away. Christian told her that I'm his submissive, too? What the hell else has he told her about our private life? Ughhhhhh! This bitch isn't just trying to push us apart. This bitch has her claws out and is physically shoving us apart. I need to get more answers out of him, but I cannot talk to him before he comes to me or he won't ever quit thinking this crazy bitch is the reason that he is who he is. I'm sure that submission could help a person to gain control, however, making a 15-year-old submit to you is a completely different story. She could've at least waited until he was 18.

I finish up my sandwich and Gibson escorts me back to GP. I wonder why he didn't say anything whenever she approached me after our conversation about her last week. Eh, I'm just going to keep working and raising my children. He will come around eventually, or he won't. Either way, I won't leave his side until he tells me to go away.

It's been 3 weeks since Elena confronted me again. I haven't heard another word from her or seen her since. I also haven't heard from my husband and I barely see him when he comes home and spends time with the kids. He works extremely late these days so he only spends about an hour a day with them before they go to bed and then he disappears into the guest room and by the time I wake up in the morning, he's gone again. Maybe he would choose her if it came down to it. I'm starting to lose hope that we will survive this.

I've been spending a lot of time with the kids and at work and while Christian spends time with the kids, I work on our new son's nursery for whenever he arrives. He should be here sometime in the next couple of months. I never got an exact due date out of him, but we did sign the official paperwork so that he will be fully our son once he is born. I cannot wait to meet him. Preparing for his arrival during my free time helps me to keep my mind off of what's going on in my marriage right now.

We've been going to family dinners on Sundays with the family and we attempt to act like everything is okay, but Kate has already asked me what was wrong between us so I finally caved and told her. I'm sure the rest of the family has noticed as well. Kate is getting pretty far into her pregnancy. She had an ultrasound in the last couple of weeks and they found out that they are having a girl. They are naming her Ava Maxine Grey. She wanted to name her after me and I strongly steered her away from Ana or Anastasia. She finally settled for Ava. It's like Ana with the n upside down. That works for me. It's a beautiful name.

Christian and I discussed names for our son before he stopped talking to me and we have settled firmly on one, but we won't announce until he is born, much like we did with Phoebe.

Today is like any other day. I've settled into a routine that barely includes my husband since he won't talk to me. I'm sure he talks about me to that vile woman, though. That really irks me that she knows so much about our lives, but there isn't much I can do. She's right about one thing, I believe that if I forced him to push her away, he would most likely resent me for it and I cannot let that happen even though we haven't spoken to one another in a month because of her.

I just arrived at work and I leave Gibson in his usual spot and go into my office. I see the manuscripts stacked on my desk and I smile. I love my job. I wish I could spend more time with the kids, but I need to have some kind of income, especially now, in case Christian ends up kicking us or just me to the curb. I will not go anywhere without my kids, though, regardless. After the baby is born, I'm considering working from home for a while after maternity leave. Christian doesn't know this yet, but I can't tell him if we aren't talking. If we were talking, though, I'm sure he would absolutely love the idea. He's been asking me on a regular basis to just quit working and stay at home since his income is far more than sufficient but I refuse. I am a strong, independent woman and I will NOT give up my identity just because my husband is a multi-billionaire.

I'm going through an intriguing manuscript whenever my phone rings. It's the nanny so I answer immediately. Something must be wrong for her to be calling me at work.

"Ana Grey"

"Mrs. Grey, Phoebe is missing. We were playing out back and I went in to get some tea, but whenever I returned, the only one there was Liam but he was pretty occupied on the playground. I called the cops and I'm waiting for them to arrive, but I knew you needed to know immediately." I gasp. This cannot be happening.

"Have you contacted Mr. Grey?"

"No. I am going to call him now."

"Don't bother. You deal with the police and do NOT take your eyes off Liam for even a second. I will contact my husband."

"Okay. I'm so sorry, Mrs. Grey. I just wanted to get some tea and they were both occupied so I just quickly went inside."

"Just do as I asked. I have to go and I will be there ASAP."

"Okay."

I hang up the phone distraught and head straight to Gibson. "We need to go NOW!"

He must be able to see that I'm distraught because he just nods and he beats me to the door and opens it for me and rushes to the SUV and opens the door and lets me in. I dial my husband's number. I guess we have to break our silence. Phoebe's safety is far more important that any argument and we need to put our childish shit aside and work together to find our daughter.

"Grey." He says sounding irritated.

"Christian, I need you to go home immediately. Phoebe is missing."

He gasps. "I am leaving now. What do we know?"

"She and Liam were playing in the back yard with the nanny and she went in really quick to grab some tea and when she came back, Phoebe was gone. I'm headed there now."

"Okay. I'm headed there, too. After this is all settled, we need to talk, but it can wait. Let's just save our girl right now."

"Okay. I love you and I will see you there."

"I love you, too, baby."

I hang up and start crying. Phoebe has to be okay.

Whenever we arrive, I immediately jump out of the car as soon as it stops moving and I run into the house where the police are talking to both Liam and Amy. I approach Liam and he is crying. I wrap my arms around him and pick him up. "I'm his mother and I don't think you should be talking to him without me present. Tell me what you know."

The policeman nods. "Liam here says that he doesn't know who took his sister and that he didn't see anyone. Your security guys are pouring over CCTV footage to find out who took her. We found a breech in the fence on the south side of the property. We're pretty sure that whoever took her, came in and most likely left through there."

I nod. "Just find my daughter." He nods.

"We will do everything that we can to bring her home safely."

Christian comes storming into the house along with Taylor who goes straight to the security room to help the other security team members. Christian quickly approaches us and asks the same questions that I did and gets the same response. He turns to Amy who is standing there crying after the policemen stop asking her questions. "Take Liam upstairs and stay with him. Do NOT let him out of your sight."

"Yes, Mr. Grey." She says and she takes Liam and goes straight up the stairs.

He turns to me and puts both of his hands on my shoulders gently. "Are you okay, Ana?" he asks and I start to cry again and shake my head 'no'. He wraps his arms around me. "Why don't you go take a bath and I will go and find out what they've found out and I will be up and update you as soon as we know more?"

I reluctantly nod. I want to be involved in saving my daughter, but I know that all of these people are better qualified to handle this situation than I am. I do as he says and I go up and take a bath. I keep my phone close by in case there is any word.

My phone rings and I dry off my hand and quickly pick it up.

"Ana Grey."

"Anastasia, didn't I tell you that you would regret it if you didn't move away?" I gasp at the realization that Elena has taken my daughter.

"Where is my daughter, Elena?" I ask and I am insanely irate right now.

She tsks me. "In order for you to find that out, I need you to get in a car and drive away from your home without anyone noticing. Once you're a safe distance away, I want you to call me back at this number and I will give you further instructions." I hear my daughter start to cry in the background.

"Don't you dare fucking hurt my daughter!! I will call back soon."

"I won't hurt her. I suggest that you hurry because she is a whiny little shit and if you don't hurry, I'm going to bring her to someone else since I can't tolerate this behavior."

I gasp. "Don't take her anywhere. It shouldn't take me long."

"Good." She hangs up and I quickly get out of the tub and dry off and throw on some comfortable running clothes. I walk downstairs first and act like nothing is wrong. I go to the drawers where we keep the keys and I find Christian's R8 keys and discreetly slide them into my pocket. I walk back up the stairs casually after noticing that everyone is in the security room, which should make this easier. They are busy looking at previously recorded video to find my daughter and won't be looking at the current videos.

Whenever I get back upstairs, I lock the bedroom behind me and I go straight to the balcony. I go down the fire escape as quickly and quietly as I can. I stand there for a moment to make sure no one saw me before getting on the ground in front of our back deck and crawling to the other side so that they can't see me through the sliding glass door.

Once I'm clear of it, I take off discreetly running around the side of the house that isn't visible from around the security room. Once I get around, I go to the garage and get into Christian's R8. I start it and I back out without pressing too hard on the gas and I keep it quiet as I go up the driveway. Miller lets me through the gate after I wave to him and he waves back. Once I'm on the highway, I punch the gas hard and take off speeding down the highway. I don't know which direction I need to go, so I just head towards Seattle and hope that's the direction that I'm supposed to go.

I dial Elena back and put it on speaker phone so that I don't have to hold it since I'm trying to drive. I set it on my lap and she answers pretty quickly. "Wow, impressive. I didn't expect you to get out for another half hour at least."

"Enough with the pleasantries Elena. Where's my daughter?"

"I will text you the address. Once you arrive, the garage will be open and I want you to pull into it and once the garage door closes, I want you come into the house. I will meet you there and we will work this out like adults."

I sigh. "Okay. Send it to me. I will be there as quickly as possible."

"I would expect no less."

She hangs up and a little later, I get a text and I hurriedly put the address into the car's GPS and I find that the address is located in Bellevue so, obviously, I picked the right direction and I'm already coming up on Bellevue. Once I arrive in Bellevue, I drive straight to the address specified and find that it's just down the street from the Grey's manor.

I pull into the garage as she told me to and the door closes behind me. I suddenly feel trapped, but I don't give a shit. I have to save my daughter from this vile woman. I go in through the side door and there she stands. She starts to clap with an amused expression on her face. "Nicely done. You're so much quicker than I expect you to be." I hear my daughter crying and I start to move in the direction of her cries but someone comes up behind me and grabs me.

She tsks me again. "Your daughter will be fine, but you aren't going anywhere."

"At least let me see her and tell her that it will be okay, even if I don't believe it."

She sighs. "You can see her for a minute and not a second longer. Then my friend Joseph will drive her back to your beloved home and drop her off at the gate and he is going to disappear so that he can't be located by your security or the police. After they leave, you, me, and Isaac here will be going on a little trip of our own. We don't need them tracking that R8 so my other friend is out there scouring it for trackers right now and deactivating them. We will be taking my car, though. I don't need my good friend to find out that I'm connected to this or he probably wouldn't talk to me anymore. We couldn't have that." She flips her hair over her shoulder and she looks up at the man standing behind me holding onto me. "Isaac, lead her to the child, but only give them a minute and then Joseph is to take the girl home while we take Ana here on a little trip."

Ah. Fuck. At least my daughter will be safe. I don't care what happens to me at this point. I just want my family safe and if that means something bad is going to happen to me, then so be it. I'll sacrifice my life for my family any day of the week.

Isaac drags me into the other room and I see another man holding my daughter. "Phoebe!" I cry out and Isaac lets me go and the other man sets Phoebe down and she runs to me. I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight for a couple of seconds. I don't have much time.

I pull back and put my hands on her shoulders. "That man is going to bring you home. I need you to be a good girl and go with him. Mommy will be home as soon as she can."

She nods, her bottom lip quivering. "Scared, Mommy."

"I know, baby. Mommy understands. I love you and we will be okay. Just go home to Daddy and Mommy will see you and Daddy and Liam soon, okay?"

She nods and I bring her in for another hug and the man says, "Time's up."

I quickly kiss my daughter as they pull her out of my arms and take her out of the room screaming and crying and reaching for me. I finally let my own tears begin to fall. "Mommy loves you, Phoebe. Be a good girl."

When she's out of sight, the man takes ahold of my arm again and drags me back to Elena, who is now holding some cable ties in her hands. Isaac holds my hands together and she puts them around my wrists and I can't stop crying, but I don't resist. I have to make sure that my daughter is safe before I try anything. I just hope that, no matter what, my family remains safe and that they will be okay with or without me.

"it's time for us to go, Anastasia." She says with an evil grin. The man shoves me to follow Elena back into the garage. He opens the back door and shoves me inside. He grabs my feet and ties them together with cable ties as well. He slams my door shut and goes around the car to talk to Elena. He gets into Christian's R8 and Elena comes around and gets into the driver's seat and closes her door and starts the car as the garage doors open. "I'm going to need you to stay quiet or I will be forced to gag you. Am I going to need to gag you?"

I shake my head 'no' "I will keep my mouth shut. All I ask is that my family is safe."

"They will be perfectly fine. As a matter of fact, they will be a lot better than fine without you in their lives." She cackles again. Ugh. I want to cuss and argue, but I know it will get me nowhere so I keep my mouth shut. We drive out of Bellevue and towards our home as Isaac takes off towards Seattle with the R8. I wonder what the fuck they are up to. What are they going to do to me? "I'm going to just drive you by your former home so that you can see your daughter has been dropped off and then we're leaving Seattle for good. Well, I will be back. You will not."

My tears are still falling silently and I just observe my surroundings. Whenever we drive past my house, I see Miller holding Phoebe and I know that she's safe. "See. She is perfectly fine." She speeds up after we're out of sight of our property and drives and drives. I end up crying myself to sleep, apparently, because when I wake up, I look up and see a sign for Utah. How fucking long was I asleep?

I continue to observe our surroundings because if I ever get free, I need to know where I am and how to get home to my family. We drive for a while longer and she stops at a gas station whenever the little alarm goes off telling her that she's low on gas. Whenever she stops, she picks something up out of the seat beside her and I see that it's a ball gag. "I'm putting this in your mouth and you need to lay down in the seat and remain there until we leave. Understood?"

I nod. She puts the ball gag into my mouth and then I lay down in the seat as she gets out and gets gas. She finally gets back into the car. "You did good, Ana. Perhaps I should reward you."

I don't say a word or move a muscle. "Get up, Ana. I will take the ball gag out and you can at least answer my questions whenever I ask." I nod and sit up and she takes out the ball gag and takes a cloth and wipes away the spittle that comes out with it.

She continues to drive for what feels like forever. I realized a while back that I need to pee, but I've put off telling her because I don't want her to think that I am just trying to escape. I need to escape, but there's a time and a place for that and this is not it. I need to not be in restraints for starters and I need to be somewhere and get this crazy bitch to trust me enough to let me be without restraints for a while.

I am squirming in my seat because I have to go so bad. It's literally starting to hurt now. There was also damage to my bladder whenever I was stabbed so I have to tell her soon. I notice her looking in the rearview mirror at me. "Do you need to use the restroom, Ana?"

I nod. "Yes, very badly."

"You should've told me. I don't want your piss all over my back seat and fucking up my interior."

I would normally roll my eyes at this comment, but I refrain. I can NOT anger this woman any further. When I am squirming, I feel a vibration and realize that my phone is still in my back pocket. I am glad I put it on silent in the R8. I don't remember putting it into my pocket, though. Maybe security can track my phone and save me. I hope so. They need to arrest this crazy bitch as well. Whatever I do, I need to make sure that she's arrested before she runs. Therefore, I have got to hold off on running. "We will stop at the next rest stop so you can use the restroom and I can cut those restraints off of you. I will be going in with you to make sure that you don't try anything though."

"I won't. I will do whatever you ask as long as my family remains safe."

She chuckles lightly. "Good girl. I'm glad you're finally showing some respect and learning something in the process."

Whenever she gets out at the rest stop, she opens my door and cuts off my restraints and throws the knife she used into the front seat. "Remember, do NOT try anything. Understood?"

I nod. "Yes. I understand. I won't try anything."

She nods and helps me out and she walks right behind me to the restroom. Once we get inside, she follows me into the stall. I'm just hoping that my phone doesn't fall out whenever I pull my pants down. I need security to be able to locate me. I just hope that they thought to track my phone.

Luckily, my phone doesn't fall out and I pull my pants up and pull my long t-shirt back down over the top of my pants, concealing the phone. She walks me back out to the car after I wash my hands and she puts me into the back and pulls out more restraints and secures my wrists and ankles again.

It's been over a day since we left Seattle. I slept again for a little bit. I don't know exactly where we are because I had just woken up. Hours later, we finally come to a stop at a small house out in the country somewhere. "Where are we, Elena?"

She turns and smiles at me and, oddly, it seems genuine. "We're in Albany, Kentucky and THIS is your new home. You will have absolutely NO contact with anyone from Seattle, or we will just take both of your kids next time." I gasp and shut my mouth and just nod. The tears start falling again.

She finally gets out and comes and opens my door again with her knife. She cuts the restraints off and she helps me out and guides me up to the door and she unlocks it. "Go inside." She tells me. I nod and walk in. It's fully furnished, but run down. This is probably the kind of house Liam and I would live in by now if we hadn't gotten Christian back. Just thinking about my family starts another onslaught of silent tears. She shows me around the house and she has the closet stocked with cheap clothes, which is fine with me. I'm more comfortable in cheap clothes anyways. I think this bitch is trying to break me down the way she did Christian whenever he was just 15.

She tells me to take a nap and that she's going to stay with me a couple of days before she leaves to make sure that I 'behave'. I just hope that security finds me before she leaves me here so that she can be arrested whenever I'm saved. This bitch cannot get away with this because Christian needs to see with his own eyes what this crazy bitch is capable of.

I comply and I lay down on the bed fully dressed and cover up so she doesn't see my phone. I just hope my phone is still charged. Once she leaves the room, I give her a few minutes and once I hear her descend the stairs, I get my phone out of my pocket and cover my head. I unlock the screen and see that I've got several missed calls and texts from my husband. I have to text him back because he seems frantic. I see that my battery is at 50% so that should be enough to give them time to get on a jet and come to me and save me. I listen for sounds of Elena but hear nothing, so I proceed to text my husband's number.

Christian? -A

It only takes a moment for him to respond.

Ana? Where are you? Who has you? Are you okay?" -C

Wow, he's really concerned considering that he's been ignoring me for a month. I text back.

Elena has me. She brought me to Albany, Kentucky to some little house. She said that this is my new home and that I'm not allowed to contact ANYONE in Seattle or she'd come and take both kids this time. She never noticed that I have my phone. Hell, I didn't notice until we were about halfway here. I am fine, all things considered. Can security track my phone and save me? She said she's only staying with me for a couple of days and I want this bitch to be arrested so she can pay for taking Phoebe and for taking me away from my family. I won't try anything to get free until I'm certain that she's being apprehended, but someone needs to get here soon. -A

This time, he takes a little bit to text back. Eventually he texts back.

They found your location. They are coming to get you. I need to stay here with Liam and Phoebe or I'd come along. I love you. Stay safe until they get there. They will be taking the jet so it shouldn't take too long. -C

Christian, please come along. You need to see what she's done for yourself so you can finally see her for what she is. I NEED you to see this. Have a member of security stay with the kids. Or a couple of them. Just please come. -A

He takes a minute to respond.

Okay. We are headed to the jet now. Keep your phone hidden and on silent. We will continue to track you, but don't mess with the phone otherwise so that the battery doesn't die and we don't lose contact with it. -C

Okay. I will do that. I love you, too, Christian. I will see you whenever you arrive. Travel safe. -A

Always, baby. See you ASAP. -C

I delete our texts in case she finds my phone and I turn off vibrate until it's completely silent and I stuff it as far as I can under the mattress. Help is coming. I can make it until they arrive.

I close my eyes and drift off into a peaceful slumber and dream of my upcoming rescue. I just hope that no one gets hurt in the process.

Whenever I wake up, I go downstairs to get myself something to eat. I notice Elena asleep on the couch. Why she would let me sleep on the bed myself while she slept on the couch is beyond me, but I'm going to go with it.

Whenever I get to the kitchen, I get into the fridge to see what there is to eat and I decide to just eat a sandwich for now. While I'm making my sandwich, I hear a knock at the door. I hear Elena get up, growling. I peek around the corner so that I can see who it is and I see my husband.

"Christian, darling. What are you doing here? You should be at home with your family. Is everything okay?"

Fucking bitch is going to act like I'm not here. "Where is she, Elena?" he asks sounding very angry. Finally, he is mad at someone other than me.

"What are you talking about? What's going on?"

"Don't play stupid, Elena. You know exactly what I'm talking about."

It takes her a moment to respond. "I honestly don't know what you're referring Christian, but I do NOT like being accused of something in my own house. Tell me why you're here or leave and head back home to your family. I see him push past Elena and come storming in. Taylor is directly behind him and he grabs Elena and holds her hands behind her back and leads her back to the couch and sits her down. I step out of the kitchen.

"Christian." He finally looks up at me and as soon as he makes eye contact with me, he runs to me and wraps his arms around me tightly.

"Are you okay, Ana?"

"Yes, aside from my wrists and ankles being sore from the restraints, I'm fine."

He pulls back from the hug and he takes my face in his hands and he kisses me hard. "I'm so sorry that I didn't listen to you, Ana. I see it now. Well, I figured it out not long before you notified me that Phoebe had been taken. I just hadn't had the chance to tell you yet."

I smile and the tears start to fall again and he wraps his arms back around me. "Taylor, did you call the police?"

"Yes, sir. They are on their way." He nods and he pulls back from the hug again and he kisses me sweetly.

"I will be right back with you. Elena and I need to have a talk and you're more than welcome to observe."

I smile. "Okay." He kisses me sweetly one more time and goes over to the couch and starts to pace in front of Elena.

He finally crouches down in front of her. "Elena, you abused me as a teenager. You should never have any kind of sexual contact with an underage person no matter how much he or she begs. Even more so, you definitely shouldn't drag them into a dark lifestyle. It took me almost 20 years to see this. I realized that you've been using our 'friendship' as an excuse to maintain some level of control in my life."

"Christian.."

He cuts her off. "Do NOT fucking talk until I am DONE!" She shuts her mouth. "As I just mentioned, you are still controlling me. You chose all my subs so that you could control that aspect of my life as well. You warned me about Sasha, and because you were right whenever it came to her, I thought I could trust you. I was wrong. You ALWAYS throw the seed money that you loaned me in my face. I've paid you at least 3 times that back already. Let it go! I don't fucking owe you jack shit. THEN, you have the fucking nerve to go and confront my wife about shit that you know ABSOLUTELY nothing about.

The truth is, YOU are not and were NEVER really my friend. You're just a greedy, used up, lonely child molester and you will never be anything more. To top it off, YOU kidnapped my daughter and then my wife. You truly are a monster. I don't care how long you're in jail, you better NEVER even attempt to make contact with me or anyone else in my family. My mother will know what you've done. All of it. I've come to the realization that they need to know what you did to me whenever I was a teenager. You said that they'd hate me. I have come to the realization over recent years that my family really does love me. If they love me, they will not hate me. Even if they did, at least they will know the truth about you, the vulture who came in and preyed on their teenage son. I'm done with you now and forever. Keep that in mind before you attempt anymore of your bullshit either yourself or through anyone else. Do you understand me?"

She looks absolutely shocked after listening to his rant. She reaches out to touch him but he pulls back. "Christian, can't you see that I've done all of this for you so that you can be truly happy doing what you've always done? You deserve better, Christian. She isn't right for you."

He laughs. "And who is right for me, Elena? YOU?!" he laughs even harder.

"Well, yes. I mean, maybe."

"I should've known that you've had some kind of ulterior motives in our so-called friendship. It was all just some sinister plan to drag me back into your playroom. Well, it will NEVER happen. I don't care if someone dropped from the sky and made you look 20 again. It would still never happen. It has nothing to do with your looks and absolutely everything to do with your dark and twisted mind."

About the time that the cops come in, Christian explained to them what has happened in Seattle and here. They arrest her and question me and I tell them everything. Christian holds me as I tell them everything. It could've been a lot worse, but I was traumatized regardless. I'm thankful that it wasn't worse, though.

The police said that they will contact Seattle about looking for the other men involved. Once they leave, Christian wraps me up in his arms and holds me tight. "Are you ready to head home, baby?"

I nod against his chest. "I'm so fucking ready. I'd like to get the fuck out of here now."

He pulls back and leans down and kisses me sweetly. "Your wish is my command, baby."

He scoops me up and carries me bridal style out of the front door. "Wait. My phone."

He kisses my lips. "Relax. You will get a new phone as soon as we get home. You can leave your old clunker here." I start to laugh at the way that he worded that.

"Oh, Christian Grey, whatever am I going to do with you?"

"You're going to love me, no matter how much of a distant asshole I am towards you. I'm sorry about that, by the way."

"I will always love you, Christian Grey. How many times do I have to tell you that before you believe me?"

"Mm. Maybe I just love hearing you say it." He kisses me sweetly one more time before setting me into the SUV and buckling me again. He closes my door and goes around and gets in himself. He sits right next to me and buckles in and wraps his arm around me and holds me all of the way to the jet.

Whenever we arrive at the jet, he carries me onto it. He buckles me in and then himself and Natalia brings us wine and we drink and he holds my hand as we take off. I've missed flying with this man.

Once we are at cruising altitude, he unbuckles my seat belt. "You should take a nap. I will come and hold you. I've missed holding my wife in my arms."

I smile back at him. "I've missed that, too." He unbuckles his seat belt and he stands and offers me a hand and walks me back to the onboard bedroom and after he locks the door, I strip down to my bra and panties and he strips down to his boxers and I lay down and he lies down beside me. I lay with my back to him and he presses his body up against my back. I love having a body laying behind me. I don't know why, but having my butt pressed up against someone's body arouses me.

After a little bit, I drift off to sleep, safe in my husband's loving arms. Whenever I wake up, I can clearly feel his prominent erection against my butt and it just turns me on more. I turn around to find him staring at me with a smile on his face. "Did you even sleep?"

"No. I just wanted to watch you sleep. I'm so happy that you're okay. I couldn't stop thinking the worst whenever we realized that you were gone shortly before Phoebe showed up at the gate."

"Yeah. I told them that I'd do anything they wanted if my family remained safe. We even drove by there so that she could show me that Phoebe was dropped off there. It set my mind at ease to see Miller with her in his arms. I knew that you all had a chance to be happy, even if I never made it back."

He furrows his brow and he runs his fingers down my cheek and looks into my eyes. "We would never be fully happy without you in our lives, Ana. I need you and our kids need their mother. Don't ever sell yourself short. You're an amazing mother and wife and you are pivotal to our family structure. We're about to have another baby and I need you to be with us so please, no matter what, fight your way back to us. Never give up. You should always keep hope and try to do whatever you can to come home to us. We're getting you a damn panic button again, by the way. I'm surprised that you had your phone on you. I'm even more surprised that after all she did, she didn't search you and find the phone. If you have a panic button, you can press it if something is wrong and then we can locate you. It would be hidden on a watch or some kind of wrist jewelry and no one could tell that it's there."

"I agree to the panic button. Christian, I would've fought to get free from her sooner. I had a couple of opportunities, but I wanted to be completely sure that she was arrested for all of this before I got free. I wouldn't have truly given up. Not on us, and not on our children. You 4 are my life and I couldn't live without you. I learned that the many times that you and I were separated. I love you and the kids, Christian. I always will. Forever."

He smiles at me and he kisses me sweetly. I deepen it and I slide a hand down his boxers and wrap my fingers around his erection and gently stroke it. He moans into my mouth. "No, baby. Let me take care of you. You lay back and relax and let me love you well."

I smile as he rolls me onto my back. "Yes, sir." He smirks at me and he kisses me and worships my body after removing my bra and panties and it's spectacular. I'm always happy to get this connection back with my amazing husband. He is my life line and he saved me. I couldn't be happier about that. He is also my hero now.

Whenever we touch down in Seattle, we get into our awaiting SUV and head home. Christian tells me how there are some men worked tirelessly all day yesterday to fix the fence. He informs me that they are making plans to make a more reinforced wall that will be nearly impossible to breech. I'm pretty happy about this. I think that would help me to feel more secure on our property now that the fence had been breached twice.

Whenever we arrive home, the nanny informs us that the kids are already down for the night so Christian and I have something to eat and some wine before we retreat to bed ourselves and worship each other's bodies for a couple of hours before drifting off to sleep, safe and sated, in each other's arms.

It's been 2 months since I was rescued from Elena. Everything has been going pretty smoothly at home since. I've had to start therapy again because I started to have nightmares, but they have subsided. Our son is due to be born at any time so we're excited about that. We will not get to be there for the birth this time. They will call us whenever she goes into labor and they will deliver the baby IN jail. I didn't know they could do that. We will wait in the waiting room after we're called about the impending birth of our son and as soon as he is born, they will bring him to us and we have to take him to the hospital and have him looked over by nurses and a pediatrician there before we will be released to take him home. We are perfectly fine with this plan and we cannot contain our excitement about finally meeting our second son. His nursery is done and we are beyond ready for his arrival. The kids seem pretty excited as well.