Whenever we arrive at Sea Tac, Gibson is there waiting for us. "Welcome back, Mr. and Mrs. Grey." He says.

"Thank you, Gibson. It's good to be home. Take us to our children, please?" Christian replies.

"Yes, sir." Christian helps me into the back and gets in himself and buckles us both in. Once we get to Grey's manor, I'm so excited to see my kids. Them and Christian have been my lifeline through this.

Christian gets out and helps me out and holds my hand as we approach the front door. We knock and Grace opens the door and greets us with hugs. "It's so good to see you back home and safe, Ana."

"It's good to be home. Where's the kids?" I ask.

She pulls back from the hug. "Mia took them for the evening. She said she had something fun planned for them. For some reason, this makes me nervous. I look to Christian.

"We should go to her then." He nods.

"We will see you soon, Mother. Ana and I are eager to be reunited with our children."

"Okay. We will see you for dinner Sunday."

"Okay. We will be here."

We head back to the SUV and we get back in. "To Mia's house, Taylor."

"Yes, sir." He replies.

Whenever we arrive at Mia's house, we find that her car isn't here. Maybe she took the kids somewhere. "It doesn't look like she's home." I say.

"Let's go knock and check and if she doesn't answer, I will call her." Christian replies.

I nod and we go up to her door and knock. There's no answer and this makes me even more nervous. Christian gets out his phone to call her. He holds it up to his ear for a little while, but eventually takes it away. "She isn't answering me, which is strange. Let's have Taylor track her phone. She always answers my calls. I hope everything is okay."

I start crying and he wraps his arms around me. "I'm scared, Christian. I love your sister, but I have a bad feeling about this."

"Me, too, baby. Let's go and find her." I nod and he leads me back to the SUV. "Taylor, whenever we get home, I need you to track Mia's phone and car. She has our kids with her and we have to make sure that they're all okay."

"Yes, sir." Taylor responds. He drives us quickly out to our house. I nervously pace the living room as Taylor and Christian are trying to figure out how to find Mia and our kids.

Christian comes out with a worried expression. He approaches me. "For some reason, she's in New York. Do you want to fly out there now or do you want me to go alone?"

I immediately reply, "I'm coming, too."

"Okay. Taylor is calling to ready the jet. Let's get a quick bath in before we go." I nod and he takes me to get a bath before the jet is ready. Once we're both clean, we get dressed and we head to the jet.

Whenever we arrive in New York, Taylor notifies us that her phone is showing her at Cross Towers. "Maybe they're at my apartment. Let's go there, Taylor." Taylor nods in acknowledgement. My knees are shaking because I'm still scared. I have a bad feeling that something is horribly wrong.

Christian puts his hand on my knee. "We will find them, Ana. They will be okay. They have to be." I look at him and nod with a half-smile.

"Something about this just doesn't sit well with me, Christian. There's a pit in my stomach that senses something bad is going on."

He unbuckles and scoots to the middle seat right next to me and he buckles himself in there and wraps his arms around me and I cry into his shoulder. "It will be okay, baby."

I nod, even though I'm still terrified that it may not be true. I can't lose any of my kids. I went through hell to get home to them.

Whenever we arrive at Cross Towers and Christian holds me close to him in the elevator as he attempts to comfort me. Once we arrive at his apartment, he unlocks the door and we go in and search, but they aren't here. There are no clues to show that they had even been here. "Let's check your apartment before we panic." He says and I nod and we get back on the elevator back down to my floor. Once again, the apartment is empty and I'm freaking out and sobbing now. Christian holds me close and I cry into his chest. "I'm going to call Taylor to track her again. Maybe she just took them out to the zoo or something?"

"It's night time, Christian. Who takes kids to a zoo at night time?"

"Good point. Let's have Taylor track her again." I nod and he gets out his phone and makes the call without letting me go. Once he gets off of the phone, he pulls me back from his chest so I can look at my eyes and now there's a great amount of concern in his expression as well. "She is still somewhere in the building. I don't know how to find her. I'm going to keep trying to call her. Go get some wine. We're going to need it while we wait." I nod and he kisses me sweetly.

I walk to the kitchen and grab a bottle of wine and wine glasses and I can't stop worrying about my children and I crouch down on the floor with my arms around my knees and bury my face in them and I sob.

The next thing I know, I'm crushed up against Christian's chest. He picks me up and carries me to the couch and sets me down. "Stay right here, I will grab the wine." I nod.

He comes back with the wine and pours us some and he hands me a glass and I drink the whole glassful in one gulp. Suddenly, I get an idea. "Christian, doesn't Gideon live in this building? He told me that he had someone very close to us working with him. What if it's her?"

He rubs his face in his hands. "He has a penthouse on the top floor, but I don't believe Mia would do that to us."

"Well, can we check it out at least?" I ask.

He looks at me. "Of course." He drinks everything in his wine glass. He takes mine and sets both of our glasses on the table and he helps me up and we make our way back to the elevator.

Once we arrive at the penthouse level, the door opens to Gideon's penthouse. How is it so easy to get in here. I walk into the penthouse first and rush through the foyer. Christian is right behind me. Once we get to Gideon's great room, we find Mia passed out on the couch. I was fucking right. "I'll wake her up. You go look for the kids." He tells me. I nod and run around opening every door. I finally find all 3 of my kids in a room passed out together on a bed. I rush into the room to check them out and they are fine. I go back out to tell Christian that I found them, but I hear him arguing with Mia. I stay out of sight and just listen for a little bit.

"He paid me to do it, Christian. He said that he fucked your slut wife and that he only promised to let her go home and nothing about the kids so he told me to take them to his place and he would get here as soon as he can."

"Well, he won't be coming, Mia. He's in jail." Christian replies.

"Why the fuck is he in jail? She consented to him fucking her. He shouldn't go to jail for that?"

"He kidnapped Ana, Mia. He took her overseas. That's a federal crime. Of course he's going to jail."

"Well, I hope that you're leaving your slutty ass wife. You deserve someone that won't fuck someone else."

Mia, there's more to it than that. I don't know what the fuck he did to get you to work with him, but he obviously didn't tell you the full story."

"Well, he didn't have to tell me anything. He paid me quite well and I needed the money and since you've been with that whore, you stopped helping me financially. I always knew she was bad for you from the start, Christian."

"MIA!! Stop calling my wife a whore and a slut. She is neither. She's been through hell and she deserves the dignity to share her side of the story before you go casting judgements on her."

I've heard enough. I make my presence known. "You worked with that fucking psycho and took my kids for him? What the fuck, Mia? Your family and we trusted you with our children. Why the hell would you do such a thing to them and to us?"

She looks straight up to me and stands right in front of me. "Because I know that my brother deserves better than you. I've always known. I just had to get you the fuck away from him, but he had to go chasing after you. You should've just stayed there with Gideon and left Christian to move on with his life and be with someone that deserves him."

I laugh. "Like Sasha? She was a fucking gold digger and you know that. I have never been interested in his money. Fuck you for fucking with my family!"

She goes to slap me but I grab her wrist and we glare at each other. "Christian. Get her the fuck away from me before I beat her ass."

"HA! I'd like to see you try." I go to hit her, but Christian stops me and pushes us apart.

"Did you find the kids, Ana?" Christian asks.

"Yes. I need your help to get them the fuck out of here."

"Call Taylor and have him come up. We need to take care of this situation now. Take my phone out of my back pocket and go back to the kids and call him. I will keep her under control."

"Okay." I take his phone out of his pocket and I call Taylor to come up and I lay on the bed next to my children. We will be okay. I must've dozed off to sleep, because I wake to Christian lightly shaking me.

"Let's get the kids down to your apartment and we will stay there for the night. You carry Teddy and I will get the other two."

I nod and he helps me up and we get the kids and carry them to the elevator. I notice that Mia isn't around anymore. I wonder if she just left or if he had her arrested. I'm sure he will tell me after we get the kids back to bed.

Whenever we get to the apartment. He tells me to put Teddy in Phoebe's crib and that he will put Liam and Phoebe in his bed. After they're all safely in bed, we meet back in the living room and he pours us more wine. He wraps his arm around me again as we drink. "What happened with Mia?"

"I sent her back home. My parents will deal with her." I gasp and sit up.

"Really, Christian? She took our kids with every intention of giving them to that fucking monster."

"What do you want me to do, Ana? She's my sister for fuck's sake." I shake my head and sit back and drink my wine. We both remain silent and just drink.

"I'm going to bed." I announce.

"Okay. I'll be in there later." I roll my eyes and shake my head. I go straight back to our room and strip and put on a nightie. I don't really care if he comes to bed at this point. The fact that Mia effectively kidnapped our kids and Christian just sent her home has me royally pissed the fuck off. I lay on the bed and basically stare at the ceiling for hours stewing over what's happened in the last 3 days. It's been one big fucking nightmare. I think I need my husband to hold me. I wonder why he hasn't come to bed.

I roll out of bed and stroll to the living room, where I find him, obviously shit faced, chugging straight out of my bottle of whiskey. I roll my eyes again. I approach him and try to help him up. "NO!" he shouts at me angrily.

"You should go to bed, Christian. You need to sleep this off." I plead with him. He's clearly an angry drunk now.

"NO, Anastasia. Mia is right. Maybe I would be happier without you. You fucked Gideon fucking Cross!" I gasp.

"You don't mean that, Christian. We discussed this already."

He cuts me off and stands up after slamming the bottle down onto the table. I look up into his eyes. "You cheated on me Ana. That is a fucking fact. I almost cheated on you, but the difference is, I DID NOT!! I want a divorce."

I gasp and the tears start falling. "Christian, I didn't cheat on you. He made me do it so that he would let me come home to you and the kids."

"So you say. I'm going home in the morning, Ana. I'm taking the kids with me. They don't need to be around their WHORE mother!!" I slap him hard and he stumbles back and falls onto the couch.

"You're not taking the kids anywhere. They stay with me. You can fucking divorce me if you want, but I demand that the kids stay with me! I want nothing else of yours except the house here. I fucking love you, though, Christian. I don't want to lose you, but that's your fucking decision. I'm not going to beg you to stay, but regardless of what you say, I didn't intentionally cheat on you. I chose to do it so I could be home with YOU and OUR CHILDREN!! That is the only fucking reason. Now lay your ass down and sleep off the alcohol and you're welcome to leave tomorrow. Do NOT take the kids, though!! I don't want them around Mia."

He scoffs. "Whatever. I will get them in the divorce. Just you wait and see."

"I'd like to see you try, Christian. Good night, asshole!" I turn and run back down the hallway and close and lock the bedroom door and start sobbing and slide my back down the door until I'm crouched on the floor crying. I'm pretty certain that my marriage just ended. It could've just been the alcohol and Mia in his head, but the things he said are unforgiveable. I don't think that a simple apology will fix this. I want to be with my husband so badly. I love him so fucking much, but in this moment, I also hate him a little bit.

I must've cried myself to sleep on the floor, because I wake up to someone banging on the door. "Hold on!" I stand up and open the door and he's standing there looking distraught.

"Ana, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

"Christian. I don't give a fuck at this point. I'm taking the kids to the house whenever I get dressed. Go and spend a little time with the kids if they're awake and go home. I love you so fucking much, but the hateful things you said to me, you clearly meant. You trust your sister more than me. That's fine, but I can't live with someone that turns their back on me so easily. Good bye, Christian." I slam the door shut in his face and lock it again and go straight to the shower and let the water run over me and sob. I eventually get clean and get dressed.

Whenever I get to the living room, I find Christian with the kids on the couch watching a movie with the kids. He glances up at me with a pained expression and I quickly look away before I cry again. I go and make breakfast and feed them all.

"Christian, can I have a word with you in private?" I ask after the kids go back to the movie. He nods. I lead him into the bedroom. "You should go now, Christian. We don't need to make this any harder on the kids than it already is."

"Ana, please reconsider. I didn't mean all the things I said. I am so sorry."

"You called me a whore and threatened to take the kids from me whenever you divorce me. If that's truly what you want, go fucking do it. As I said before, I love you and the kids with everything in me. I don't want to lose me, but drunk you already chose Mia over me."

He is crying at this point and so am I. "Will you at least come back to Seattle so that the kids can be around the family? You can stay at the house and I will go back to the penthouse until we straighten this out."

"Will we? Straighten this out? Christian, you were so volatile with the things you were saying. I think it's best that we put some distance between us."

"Do you really want to make Liam switch schools again?" I look away. Fuck, he makes a valid point. I don't want that and school starts next week.

I shake my head. "Fine. We will come back to Seattle."

He half smiles and wraps his arms around me and crushes me against his chest. "Thank you, Ana."

I don't reply. I wrap my arms around his waist and cry into his chest. "We should get back to the kids and get ready and head home." I suggest.

"We should." He lets me go and gives me a sweet kiss. "I love you and the kids with everything in me, too, Ana."

I nod and start crying. He kisses away my tears. "Go freshen up and let's go home." I nod.

He leaves the room and go freshen up and head back out into the living room and I plaster on a smile for my kids. Taylor and Gibson take us back to the jet and we fly back to Seattle. Christian and I try to act normally so that the kids don't suspect anything, but it's not easy. I want to be with this man and share this family with him as we have been, but I can't believe the way that he talked to me. He has NEVER been nearly that nasty towards me. Maybe we should keep him in the same house so that the kids don't wonder why Daddy doesn't live there again. I don't know if we will get past this though. We will definitely need couple's therapy again if we stand a chance.

Whenever we arrive at the house, we settle the kids back in and I ask Christian to speak in private again. Once we get in my office, I close and lock the door. "Christian, I think you should stay in the house. I don't want the kids asking me why you're not staying here again." I turn around to face him.

"Are you sure, Ana. I don't want to upset you anymore." I shake my head and stand right in front of him. I wrap my arms around his waist.

I lay my head against his chest. "I'm sure. If we stand a chance at working this out, we will probably need to see Flynn together again. I want to work this out with you, Christian. If I love you and you love me, we should try, right?"

He wraps his arms back around me. "You're right. Can I sleep in bed with you? I just want to hold my wife. I promise not to try anything else unless you ask me for it."

I nod against his chest. "I'd like that."

I pull back and look up into his eyes and softly place my hand on the side of his face. He leans down and kisses me sweetly, but I entangle my fingers in his hair and deepen the kiss. Soon, we are locked in a passionate embrace and I want this man right here and now. "Please fuck me, Christian." I whisper against his lips.

"Are you s.." I cut him off by crashing my lips back into his. He lifts me by my thighs and I instinctively wrap my thighs around his waist and he presses me up against the door. He reaches under my skirt and rips my panties off and then I hear him unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants. The next thing I know, he thrusts his full length into me at once and I gasp and throw my head back against the door. He begins thrusting hard and fast and I close my eyes to just enjoy the way my husband feels inside me.

Suddenly, images of Gideon on top of me flitter through my mind and I panic. "No, Gideon! Stop!" and the thrusting stops and he abruptly pulls out.

"Ana, open your eyes. It's Christian, your husband." I open my eyes and find my husband and begin to sob. I lay my head on his shoulder. "Shh." He carries me over to the couch and lays me down. He lies beside me and pulls me tightly up against him.

"I'm so sorry, Christian. His actions are still haunting me."

"It's okay, baby. I understand and I've got you now. We will get you into Flynn ASAP and then we will go in together soon. Does that sound good to you?"

I nod. "Yes. I love you, Christian."

"I know, baby. I love you, too." Once the tears finally dry up, I look up at him. He runs his fingers through my hair. "Maybe you should go take a bath. I'll bring you some wine. You need to relax."

I nod. That sounds like just what I need right now. He kisses me sweetly and gets up and puts himself back in his pants and buckles back up before offering me his hand. I take it and he helps me up. He leaves me at the stairs. "I'll be right up, baby."

I nod. "Thank you."

I go straight to the bathroom and run me some bath water. I put oils in it and I strip out of my clothes. About that time, Christian shows up. I smile at him. I think I can forgive him. I can't live without him. I just need to find out why he would say that shit to me.

I climb into the bathtub with his help. He pours me a glass of wine and hands it to me and sets the bottle along the wall behind the tub. "Would you like me to stay in here with you or not?"

I think about this for only a few moments. "I'd like you to stay in the room, please?"

"Of course, baby." I smile at him again and he pulls a chair up by the tub and he sits down. He bends over and kisses me sweetly. I bathe and we indulge in a comfortable silence. He is just present and, in this moment, that's exactly what I need. I offer my hand to him and he just holds it. Whenever the water starts to get cold, he helps me out and dries me. He helps me to get dressed in comfortable clothes. "Do you want a nap or do you want to spend time with the children?"

"Children." He nods and takes my hand and guides me back downstairs. We find the nanny out back with the children and we join them and relieve the nanny. We spend the rest of the day with the children and Gail fixes us an amazing dinner.

Once it is the children's bedtime, we put them to bed and go back to the family room for some wine. "You should probably see Flynn, too, so you can figure out why you'd say those awful things to me. I need to know. I don't want to lose you Christian, but if what you said last night has any truth to it at all, we probably should separate. I don't want to. It's the last thing I want to do. What if we're just toxic for one another? I don't know. We need to figure it all out, though."

"I agree. I don't want to lose you either, Ana." He replies.

"Okay. After this glass of wine, I'd like to go and get some sleep. I'd like you to hold me, if you want."

"I do want to." I nod and smile at him. We finish our glasses of wine and we go to our bedroom and I change into a nightie and he strips down to his boxers and we get into bed. I lay facing away from him and he wraps his arm around me and pulls me flush up against his chest. He kisses me sweetly on my neck. "Good night, Ana. I love you."

"Good night. I love you, too." I reply.

"Sleep now, baby." I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, safe in his arms. I hope this is just a fluke that we can get past.