Greetings everyone! New story alert!
This is a quick 3 shot since we don't have much time to write anymore.
This story is the combined efforts of Krooela and Snoopylover60.
If angst and Non-HEA for Christian and Ana aren't for you, then you might want to skip this story.
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We do not own FSOG.+
*Trigger warning: In the beginning there is a physical assault*+
ob·lo·quy /ˈäbləkwē/ noun: obloquy
strong public criticism or verbal abuse
Ana POV
Holy shit.
I've been feeling nauseous for the last week or so and finally broke down and took a home pregnancy test.
Positive.
Christian is going to freak.
I need to call Dr. Greene and get a proper test done to be sure-no sense freaking Christian out until I get an official test.
OTC tests are like birth control...they are not always 100 % accurate I tell myself to help calm my nerves.
I take a deep breath and call Dr. Greene to schedule an appointment. She can't get me in until tomorrow morning, which actually will work out better for me because Christian told me this morning that he is leaving for Germany later tonight, so I will be able to find out for sure if I am pregnant, and have a little time to figure out how I am going to tell him.
I don't know how he is going to react...we discussed having children before we got married and he was not receptive to the idea...he said maybe in a few years we can discuss it again. When my shot was due last month we discussed it briefly, and it was decided to wait another year or so.
I knew before we got married what his feelings about children were, so I braced myself for the possibility that I would never have them, even though he said after a few years we could start trying.
I throw the test in the trash can in my bathroom before leaving for the day, and tell Luke that I am ready to head out. Hannah left early, and since my afternoon meeting just cancelled on me, I have nothing else that requires my attention, so I am going home early and plan on relaxing until Christian comes home...maybe a nice bubble bath before dinner...I very seldom get the opportunity to bathe alone since we usually shower together, so I'm going to take advantage of this free time and enjoy a nice long soak.
CPOV
"Fuck" I mumble to no one.
I didn't want to have to fly out to Germany tonight but I don't have any choice...I was hoping to finalize this deal over the phone this afternoon, but these assholes want to meet in person and haggle out a few more details, and since Ros just got back from Taiwan I can expect her to take care of this. I knew this morning that this was going to happen but I was hoping we could work it out and I could cancel my trip tonight.
I text Taylor to bring the car around to take me to Ana's office...I'll surprise her and take her to lunch since I just had Andrea clear my schedule for the rest of the day.
We pull up to GP and Taylor lets me out at the front and goes to park the SUV—I already texted the restaurant for reservations and our orders so we didn't have to wait when we arrived.
I walk past Hannah's empty desk, wondering where she is, and then let myself into Ana's office. The door was closed but I used my pass card to let myself in.
"Ana?" I call out when I don't see her.
I see the light on in the bathroom so I figure she must be in there.
After waiting a few minutes, I knock on the door to see if she's OK.
When she doesn't answer I open the door only to find the bathroom empty.
WTF...where is she? I mumble to myself.
As I turn to walk out, I look down something catches my eye in the trashcan, and when I bend down to get a better look, I get the shock of my life-a positive pregnancy test.
I feel my heart start to race and my blood starts to boil.
WTF! How long has she suspected and been hiding this from me?
She knows I'm not ready to have kids, and when it was time for her to get her shot again last month we agreed to wait another year, and even then I wasn't too thrilled about it… I'm hoping I can talk her out of it when the time comes.
I wonder if she fucking did this on purpose.
I feel rage building up. "FUCK" I scream and clear everything off the counter of the sink and then go into her office clear everything off her desk in 1 swipe. I throw her chair across the room into the wall just as Taylor comes rushing in
"Sir are you OK?" He shouts at me.
I glare at him "Where is she? Where the fuck is Ana?" I scream at him.
"Sir, Luke texted me as I was parking the SUV...they're almost to Escala. Her afternoon meeting was cancelled so she decided to go home early. What happened in here? Is she OK?"
"Take me home NOW!" I bark at him.
I spend the entire ride fuming, and thinking about what I was going to say to her.
She will just have to get rid of it, there is no other option. I say to myself.
15 minutes later we pull into the garage at Escala and I get out at the elevator and punch the button and wait impatiently for it to arrive. I step in and enter the code for the Penthouse and it starts to go up. I arrive and as the doors open and I step out, yelling for Ana. I check her office, and not finding her there I storm into the bedroom, and then charge into the bathroom, where she is laid back in the tub with her eyes closed and her IPod playing in the background.
"When the fuck were you going to tell me?" I scream at her
Her eyes fly open, and she is shocked to see me.
"WHAT THE FUCK CHRISTIAN!" she yells. "You scared the shit out if me!"
My eyes bore into hers "When were you going to tell me you were fucking pregnant? Were you going to wait until it was too late to get an abortion so you could keep it?"
She just stared at me, not saying anything, which caused my rage to get worse.
"I saw the test in the trashcan in your office so don't even try to deny it. Did you do this on purpose? Was that your plan all along to get my money?" I scream at her.
She stands up and grabs a towel and steps out of the tub and covers herself.
"Fuck you Christian! I didn't do this on purpose. It fucking happened. Besides, I don't even know for sure if I am pregnant. I have an appointment with Dr. Greene in the morning for a pregnancy test-store bought tests aren't always accurate, so calm the fuck down!" and she goes to walk past me out of the bathroom into the bedroom.
That just added fuel to the fire, and I lost it. I grabbed her and threw her against the wall slapping her and hard as I could, causing her nose to start bleeding, and blood goes everywhere, but I didn't care, and as she fell to the floor I bellowed at her "Don't you dare fucking tell me to calm down, you gold digging whore! Elena was right about you all along. I should have listened to her...I wouldn't be in this fucked up situation if I had!" And as I go to walk away, I kick her in the stomach a few times, telling her to get rid of it, and as she begs me to stop I stomp out of the bedroom, leaving her sobbing on the floor.
I storm out of the bedroom just as Taylor comes running in and sees Ana lying on the floor.
He shoots daggers at me, and then kneels at her side "Ana" I hear him say and I grab the keys to my R8 and walk to the elevator, close the doors and hit the button for the garage.
Fuck I need to get out of here.
As the elevator doors open, I walk to my R8 and climb in, and sit there for a few minutes, trying to calm down as I know I am in no shape to drive.
After several minutes pass I finally start the car and head out, and as I pull out of the garage and head down the street I pass an ambulance, and watch in horror in my rear view mirror as it pulls into Escala.
Holy Fuck. What have I done?
I pull over and wait and watch, and 20 minutes later the ambulance pulls out with its lights flashing and siren blaring, and 2 black Audi SUV'S pull out behind it heading in the direction of the hospital.
I sit there in shock as I realize what just happened, and I start to shake.
OMG! I hit Ana. I hit and kicked my wife hard enough to where she was bleeding and has to go to the hospital.
I cannot move. I am paralyzed.
I grab my phone and call Taylor but it goes to voice mail, and I call again and it immediately goes to voice mail again.
Fuck!
I turn around and head towards the hospital...I don't know what else to do or where else to go.
I pull up to emergency and sit there, afraid to go in. I know my mom is on duty but I don't dare call her...I don't want her to know what I did. Even though she doesn't like Ana she will mad and ashamed of me—it wouldn't look good for her position in society if her son was a wife beater.
I sit in my car, staring at the entrance, and after several minutes pass I try Taylor again and again, and after several calls he finally answers
"What?" He growls at me.
TPOV
I run into the bedroom after I hear a thud against the wall a minute earlier. I could hear them screaming at each other and then silence, and then I could hear Ana sobbing.
Grey storms past me and glares at me, but I continue on to their bedroom.
I see Ana lying on the floor, wrapped in a towel, curled up in a ball, moaning. There's blood all over her face, neck and chest.
That bastard must have hit her.
"Ana" I whisper, and immediately she pulls her arms up, protecting her face "please, don't hit me again "she cries.
"Ana, it's Taylor. You're safe. Did he hit you anywhere else?" She nods and groans "stomach." I grab my handkerchief and put it under her nose to stop the bleeding. Her eye is already starting to swell shut and her cheek is turning purple.
That mother fucker I grumble to myself.
"Ana I'm going to pick you up and set you on the bed, OK? I need to see how bad you're hurt. "She nods and keeps sobbing. I pick her up and she groans in pain as I lay her down, and then I grab a t shirt and pair of sweatpants out of the dresser and help her dress.
When I remove the towel I see a huge bruise starting to form on her stomach, and when I gently touch it, she cries out.
God her ribs might be broken.
Sawyer comes rushing and I tell him to call an ambulance and go wait for them in the garage.
I sit there, holding Ana's hand, listening to her sob for what seems like hours and finally hear the paramedics rush into the apartment, pushing a gurney.
"What happened?" One of them asks.
"I don't know. I heard a loud noise, and when I came on I found her on the floor."
"Are you her husband?" the other one asks.
"No, I'm her personal security."
He just glares at me, and then continues to look her over and assess and treat her injuries, and after several minutes later they gently lift her on the gurney and push her out.
"Where are you taking her?" I ask.
"Seattle General" the other one replies.
"OK. I'll follow the ambulance and call her father on the way."
I look at Sawyer and tell him to grab her purse and phone and meet me in the garage.
Sawyer arrives in the garage seconds after me, and as they load Ana in the ambulance I tell him to call her dad.
"Tell Ray to meet us at the hospital—just tell him she had an accident and is on her way to the hospital."
He nods his head and then asks what the fuck happened.
"I don't know. Something set him off when he got to her office. He was fine when I let him out of the car, but by the time I parked and walked to her office he had lost it. He had already destroyed her office, and then started screaming and yelling at me, wanting to know where the fuck Ana was. Go check out Ana's office and see if you can find anything and then meet me at the hospital."
He nods and calls her Dad, telling him as little as possible. He looks at me "He said he will be there in 15 minutes. I'll call you from her office if I find anything."
I nod and get in the SUV and follow the ambulance out of the garage.
Dumb, stupid fuck I think to myself. How the fuck does he think he is going to cover this up? There's no way in hell I am going to cover for his stupid ass.
I pull into the emergency parking lot and run in just as they are unloading Ana from the ambulance and take her into a triage room.
I tried to get in to see her but as soon as I said I wasn't family they made me wait the waiting room. The ER doctor wouldn't let me near her...I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he thinks I am the one who hit her.
About 10 minutes later I see Ray Steele come running in through the doors.
"Taylor, what happened? Where is she? He gets out in a panicked voice.
"She's in being assessed. They won't tell me anything because I'm not family."
That's not a complete lie, I tell myself.
"Where is Christian?" Ray asks.
I don't want to lie to this man…I have too much respect for him but my hands are tied right now. He will find out soon enough when he walks in and sees his daughters face.
With his military background and contacts, he has one of the top security companies in the country, and I'm sure he will once he realizes what Grey did to his daughter, well those contacts will come in handy, if you catch my drift...
Grey uses his services from time to time when we need additional CPOs or intel that Welch isn't privy to, and it always amazes me what he can find out, and in almost no time at all.
I tell him he on his way, but it will be a while before he gets here. He will find out shortly what happened to Ana and all hell will break loose.
Ray checks in with the girl at the desk, and a few minutes later a nurse comes out and takes him to see Ana.
I take out my phone and see I have several missed calls and text messages, all from Grey.
Fuck him right now.
Just then my phone rings again and I see that it's Sawyer so I walk down the hall and answer it.
"Sawyer, did you find anything?" I quietly ask.
"I think so...there was a positive pregnancy test in the trashcan in her bathroom. He completely destroyed her bathroom and her office too...it looks like a tornado blew through here. I'm guessing he is not thrilled about her being pregnant. Have you heard from him since he left?"
"He's called and texted several times but I haven't answered...I keep sending him to him to voice mail. Her dad just got here and they took him back to see her. They won't tell me anything, and I can tell by the looks I got from the ER doctor, he thinks I am the one who did this."
Just then my phone beeps and I see that Grey is calling again. "Come to the hospital and we can talk more. Grey is beeping in and I'm going to answer this time." I hang up from Sawyer and take a deep breath before I answer.
"What" I growl into the phone.
"Why the fuck haven't you answered my calls" he screams at me. "I should fire your ass, mother fucker" he continues.
"Sir, I have been busy with Mrs. Grey. They have taken her back to assess her, and her father just got here a few minutes ago-he is in with her now. Ray Steele is not a stupid man, and one look at his daughters face and he is going to know what happened." There is silence on the phone for a minute or so before he asks "How is she, Taylor?"
I sigh before answering "They won't tell me anything. When the paramedics got to Escala, there was blood all over her face and chest from her bloody nose, her lip was split, and her left eye was starting to swell shut. She was complaining of pain in her stomach, and she told them that she was pregnant."
I took a deep breath and continued "They asked me who I was, and what happened. I told them I was her personal security, and that she fell. They didn't believe me for a second, and then asked me if I was her security why I didn't stop her when she allegedly fell. They know she was assaulted, and they think I did it. The ER doctor made sure I was not allowed anywhere near her when they brought her in. If I were you, sir, I would go home and call your attorney and get out ahead of this... The ER doctor can call the police if he suspects assault, and believe me, he suspects."
I hear him inhale sharply, and then mutter "Oh, God what have I done?" and then hear sobbing before the line goes dead.
CPOV
After I hang up from Taylor I hang my head in my hands and start to cry.
Oh God, what have I done? I repeat over and over.
After several minutes I pull out of the parking lot and drive around for a while before heading back to Escala, wondering who I can call. I can't call my dad for help—he will skin me alive, and besides, I haven't spoken to him in over 3 years anyway.
I know Elena would know a good attorney, but I don't want to open that can of worms—I don't want to listen to her "I told you so's" about Ana being a gold digger and that she will never be enough for me. I am not going to give her the opportunity to weasel herself back into my life…it's bad enough that she still tries to contact me every few months, but she has numerous times tried stir up shit with Ana, going as far as sending her doctored photos of me in various BDSM scenes in an attempt to convince her that she isn't enough for me and that I am cheating on her and have gone back to my former lifestyle. I was never able to prove that she was the one sending the photos, but we both knew it was her. She is like a bad lingering cough that will not go away.
As I pull into Escala I decide to call GEH's head attorney, Scott Harris, and tell him to come over immediately—I'm sure he will know what to do.
I walk into the Penthouse and its quiet—Ryan must be in the security office and Reynolds is off. I tell Ryan that my lawyer is on his way over and to let him up immediately.
I walk towards the bedroom and my stomach is churning, and when I open the door I gasp at the sight before me.
There is a small blood stain on the floor, blood spatters on the wall, and a bloody towel is lying by the bed along with wrappers from the bandages and medical supplies they used on Ana.
I run into the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before throwing up. I sit back on my heels, dry heaving for several minutes before my body stops convulsing and I could stand up.
I walk into my office and grab a bottle of scotch and pour myself a glass and sit behind my desk, letting the last 2 hours sink in, and 20 minutes later I hear the elevator ping, and a minute later Ryan walks in with my attorney behind him...
"Mr., Grey, what can I do for you?"
Ray POV
I run into the ER and see Taylor standing in the waiting room. "Taylor what happened? Where is she?"
Taylor tells me she had an accident and is in being assessed, so I rush to the nurses station and tell them who I am, and if I can see Ana.
A few minutes later a nurse walks up to me "Mr. Steele?"
I nod my head "Yes—Ana Grey is my daughter. Can I see her?"
"Yes—she has been asking for you. Follow me, please."
We turn and start walking down the hall, and she takes me into a small room.
I walk in and gasp when I see my daughter, lying back with her eyes closed, and her beautiful face is battered, swollen and black and blue.
I clench my fists and fight back tears—this was no fucking accident. I walk to her bed and gently take her hand in mine "Peanut, its daddy" I whisper.
Her head moves, and her right eye opens "Daddy" she squeaks so quiet that I can barely hear her.
"Yes, baby girl. Daddy's here" and I get a slight smile from her and she squeezes my hand.
Before I can say anything else to her the door opens and in walks a male doctor and a female doctor and the nurse who brought me in earlier. They look at Ana, and then me, and Annie squeaks out "Dr. Greene—what are you doing here?"
"I was just walking out after delivering a baby when you were brought in. I know you have an appointment with me tomorrow morning for a pregnancy test, so I decided to stay and check on you tonight."
She turns to me and introduces herself, and her colleague Dr. Nelson, and I turn to them "Ray Steele, I'm Annie's father."
"Mrs. Grey, do you mind if your father is in here while we talk, or would you prefer to be alone?" Dr. Nelson asks
Ana whispers "I want him in here with me."
"Very well." He slides a set of X-Rays into the screen, switches the light on, and turns to look at us "I reviewed your X-rays, and it appears that you have 2 fractured ribs on your right side. Now, with fractured ribs, there is not much that can be done, except to wait for them to heal on their own. You will experience some pain and discomfort, especially if you sneeze or cough, but that is normal, and they should completely heal in about 6 weeks, providing you do not re- injure them" and he looks Ana right in the eyes and then says "possibly in another fall."
Ana looks down and nods her head, and he continues. "The EMTs said you were complaining of severe pains in your abdomen when you came in—are you still experiencing the same pain or discomfort?"
Ana looks at me and then back to her "Yes. My stomach still hurts and I am also nauseous. Is my baby OK?" she asks, in a panicked voice.
Dr. Greene takes a deep breath then answers "Mrs. Grey we did a pregnancy test on you when you came in. Your HCG levels are not elevated, which tells me you are not pregnant. However, we did a CBC and there were signs of infection, so I would like to do a pelvic exam. I have a feeling you have an ovarian cyst and that's what is causing your nausea. I am concerned that it may have burst due to the blow you took to your stomach' and a few seconds later adds "when you fell."
Ana looks at Dr. Greene in total shock, and after it sinks in, she nods her head yes, and Dr. Green tells the nurse to prepare for a pelvic exam.
Ana leans back and closes her eyes and silent tears start to run down her face.
Dr. Greene looks at me "Mr. Steele, could you please step out while for a few minutes? I will come get you when you can come back in."
I get up tell Annie I will be outside. Before I leave I bend down and whisper in her ear, and she closes her eyes and nods yes. I kiss her on her forehead and Dr. Nelson and I walk out the door.
That motherfucker.
I walk out to the waiting room and see Taylor and Sawyer on the other side and walk over to them. "Gentlemen, may we go somewhere private and speak?" I demand more than ask.
Taylor looks at Sawyer and tells him to stay, and we walk outside so we can speak in private.
I get right to the point "That was no fucking accident. That son of a bitch did that to my daughter. Where the fuck is he?"
Taylor doesn't say anything, so I look him dead in the eyes "You have a daughter—how would you feel if someone did that to her? Would you stand idly by and not do anything? How can you stand there and protect that piece of shit? Does he pay you enough to turn a blind eye to shit like that?"
He looks at me with pain and disgust in his eyes "Sir you know I cannot say anything…I'm truly sorry."
I just glared at him. "You sicken me, Taylor. You are not the man I thought you were" and I walk off. I took out my phone and called my lawyer, explaining to him what happened and what I want, and gave him all the information he needed. He said he would have everything taken care ASAP.
Just then the nurse comes and gets me and tells me I can go back and see Annie.
Dr. Greene is still in there with her, and she explains to me that Annie had an ovarian cyst that burst from the blow to her stomach, and they will be prepping her for surgery in a few minutes to repair the ovary. She said it was a simple surgery and would take less than an hour, and to not worry.
She then looked at both of us said she would leave us for a few minutes.
I nodded and walked over to Annie and took her hand in mine as she started to sob. I never felt as helpless in my life as I did watching her right then.
The nurse came in and told us they were going to take her to the OR which was down the hall, and there was another waiting room at that end of the hall.
I bent down and kissed Annie on the forehead and told her I would see her in a few hours, and walked out of her room and down the hall.
"Mr. Steele" I heard someone call my name, and Sawyer approached me. "Sir, how is she?" I could see genuine concern on his face so I decided to talk to him "She's scheduled for surgery. That bastard kicked her so hard he fractured 2 ribs and ruptured a cyst on her ovary. She's in a lot of pain right now. You keep that son of a bitch away from here or I promise you will be looking for another boss."
I turned around and walked down the hall towards the OR waiting room.
An hour later my top man walks into the waiting room and hands me 3 envelopes.
"Grey is being served as we speak, and the other 2 were just served. We helped hospital security escort them off the property, and we reminded them what the repercussions would be if they ignored the orders. I will be here with you until midnight and then Jacobs will relieve me, Sir."
I nodded my head "Thank you, Andrews. They just took her in for surgery a little while ago so it will be at least an hour before she is back in her room. Let's go get a coffee so I can review these orders."
CPOV
I pour another glass of scotch and stare at my attorney, not saying anything. I sit behind my desk for a few minutes and finally, without looking at him I start talking "I fucked up, bad. My wife and I were arguing and…" I couldn't finish my sentence. Saying it made it real.
After another minute of silence he finally said "Mr. Grey, what happened?" and I could hear concern in his voice.
"We were arguing and I lost my temper…"
"Mr. Grey, what did you do?"
I looked down at my hands and started sobbing again. I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud.
"Mr. Grey, did you hurt her?"
I nod my head yes and my shoulders are still shaking.
I finally calmed down enough and told him she was at the hospital—that my security called an ambulance after they heard us fighting and found her on the floor after I stormed out.
He looked at me in shock, and then disgust. "How bad is she?"
"I don't know. Taylor is at the hospital with her but they won't tell him anything. He's worried the ER doctor is going to call the police because he suspects she was assaulted."
Just then Ryan knocks and walks in "Sir—there is a gentleman here to see you. I don't know who it is, but he had the code to the elevator and just walked in. He won't tell me his name, just that he needs to talk to you."
I get up and walk to the great room with my lawyer and Ryan right behind me, and see a total stranger standing in my home "Who the fuck are you, and how did you get into my home?' I demand.
"Are you Christian Grey?" he asks.
'Yes, I am, and again, who the fuck are you, and how did you get into my home?"
He takes a few steps towards me and hands me an envelope 'You've been served" and walks away and steps into the elevator and closes the doors.
Ryan grabs the envelope and takes it to the security office and scans it per protocol, and a few minute later brings it back and hands it to me "Sir it's safe."
I hand it to my lawyer and he opens it, reads it, and then informs me that Ana has filed a restraining order against me. "It's a temporary order of protection, which is good for 14 days. There will be a hearing to determine it if will be quashed or extended for a longer period of time. According to the paperwork you will be contacted in the next few days with a date and time for the hearing. You cannot contact your wife in any way until the hearing."
A few minutes later, the elevator pings and Taylor and Sawyer walk in, both carrying similar papers in their hands.
Taylor looks at me with total disgust on his face, and after recognizing Harris, hands him their papers.
Harris scans them, and after a minute tells me they, too, are not allowed any contact with Ana, nor are they allowed to follow or keep her under any form of surveillance or cyberstalking since they work for and report to me. "These will all be reviewed at the hearing. I would suggest you all keep your distance from Mrs. Grey until the hearing. I will see if I can get it scheduled for next week."
I turn and glare at Taylor "if you and Sawyer are here then who is watching my wife?"
Taylor speaks up "Sir, her father is with her, and he has arranged for some of his men to be stationed at the hospital. One was in the waiting room with Mr. Steele, and the one who served us the restraining order and helped security escort us off the grounds went back inside when we left. He was quite clear that "if any of Grey's fucking goons showed up at the hospital, they would be admitted to the ER with injuries far worse than what he did to Mrs. Grey"
Harris looked at me and suggested we go into my office so we can speak in private. I turn and walk back to my office and close the door and sit down.
"Mr. Grey, this is out of my area of expertise-I am not a criminal defense attorney. I suggest you allow me to contact and retain someone on your behalf should Mrs. Grey decide to file charges against you. You need to get out ahead of this."
"What are you saying? That I turn myself into the police?" I snarl.
"That's not what I am saying at all. I think you need an attorney who has more experience in this area. He will be able to advise you better on what you need to do. I know a few attorneys I can call, and I am sure they would be willing to meet with you ASAP."
"No. Not yet. Let's just wait and see—Ana won't file charges against me.'
"Sir, I am advising you to just talk to someone. The police could show up at any time and arrest you if she decides to press charges or if the hospital calls the police-you need to be prepared. I am sure her father is not going to sit back and let this go, Sir."
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What the hell have I done?
"I can guarantee that the hospital will not call the police—they know how much money I donate to them, and they wouldn't dare jeopardize losing that money" I arrogantly state.
Besides, I have already spoken to the hospital director, so I know nobody will be calling the police.
He doesn't say anything, but the look on his face tells me different. I pull on my hair, and finally tell him, yes, call someone and have them come over tomorrow morning.
He gets up and we walk out and he tells me he will call me when he has made the arrangements, and Ryan escorts him to the elevator.
"Taylor!" I shout.
He comes out of the security office a few seconds later. "Sir?"
"Do you know anything more about Ana?"
"Sir, Mr. Steele would not talk to me, but he told Sawyer that she has 2 fractured ribs and ruptured a cyst on her ovary from the blows to her stomach, and she required surgery to repair the damaged ovary. We were escorted out of the hospital before she was out of surgery so we don't know anything else. He didn't say anything about the baby before he walked away."
I nodded, and walked back into my office and slammed the door.
"What the fuck did I do?
Ray POV
Ana is back in her room after surgery—Dr. Greene said it went well—it was a simple surgery and she said the ovary was not damaged in any way, and should not affect Ana's ability to get pregnant in the future.
She also said Ana can probably go home tomorrow if everything looks good, but it is up to Dr. Nelson to discharge her.
I thanked her and went and sat next to Annie's bed, waiting for her to wake up.
The next morning.
I stayed with Annie all night—she woke up from her surgery shortly after they brought her back to her room and we sat a visited for a bit. I informed her of the protection orders I had served, and that I would be supplying her security from now on, so her movements wouldn't be reported back to Grey.
She was happy to hear that, and mentioned where she was going to stay when she was discharged.
I still have our home in Montesano, but I bought a house in Seattle a few years ago when Annie graduated and moved to Seattle, so I moved my main office here to be closer to her.
"Annie, you can stay at my house here in Seattle—it's secure and you have a bedroom there already. There's plenty of room and you can stay as long as you need to."
She smiled and agreed with me, and just then her doctor walked in.
"Good morning, Mrs. Grey. How are you feeling today?"
Annie tells him she is feeling OK, and after a few more questions, he tells her he will discharge her, but to call if she starts feeling bad or is in pain. He tells her to follow up with Dr. Greene in a few days as well, and walks out.
I know it will take a while for the discharge papers to be finalized so I tell her I will be right back and walk out into the hallway and Andrews is outside the door.
"They are releasing Annie in a little while and I am taking her to my house. She needs something to wear, so I am going to call and have Grey's housekeeper pack a bag for her and I need you to go pick it up at Escala. I will have someone meet you in the parking garage.
Andrews nods his head and replies "Yes, Sir. I will head there now" and he turns and walks away. I call Sawyer and tell him what I want and to meet Andrews in the garage in 30 minutes, and hang up. I harbor no ill will towards Sawyer, but he works for Grey…end of conversation.
An hour later, Andrews comes back in carrying a small overnight bag and hands it me.
"His housekeeper gave me another small bag, which I left in my vehicle, and said this one contains a few things for her right now. She told me to have Mrs. Grey call her if she needs anything else and she would be glad to deliver it."
I thank him and walk back into Annie's room and hand her the bag. "Do you need me to call a nurse to help you get dressed?"
"No, daddy, I will be fine. I just want to get out of here. Have the paps found out yet?"
"No. So far it's been kept quiet. We should be able to get you out of here with no fanfare. I'm surprised that Grace hasn't even found out yet and been in to see you."
Annie snorts and says "Her only concern would be covering this up—can't have anything like this leak out to her snobby high society friends" she says sarcastically and then "I'm pretty sure nobody in the family knows what is going on. I'm going to get dressed so we can get out of here" and she walks into the bathroom with her bag.
A few minutes later she comes out, dressed in pair of sweat pants, a hoodie and wearing tennis shoes. I'm glad Gail packed something comfortable for her…it's not like she's trying to make a fashion statement.
Just then the nurse comes in with the discharge papers and a wheelchair. I thank her, and after Annie sits down I start pushing her down the hall, towards the garage. I made arrangements with security for Annie to leave through the staff entrance to avoid anyone seeing her, and Andrews is there, waiting for us with my SUV.
We get Annie loaded and I dropped Andrews off at his vehicle in the main parking lot. He will be following us to my house and will stay until we get settled in. I have the best security system at my house so I know she will be safe there, and I know Grey is not stupid enough to try anything with me.
Andrews takes her bag to her bedroom and Annie decides to lie down for a while, so I go to my office to do some work.
A few hours later Annie knocks on my door and comes in "Got a minute, daddy?"
APOV
After my nap, I look around the bedroom, and after sitting there thinking for a while I get out of bed and walk to my dad's office and knock on the door "Got a minute, daddy?"
"Sure, honey. Come in and sit down" and he points to the couch in his office. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm OK. My ribs are a little sore, but otherwise not too bad." I take a deep breath and let it out and look at him "I need a good divorce lawyer."
He has a smirk on his face and looks at me "Well, don't get mad, but I contacted one last night after you fell asleep…she is expecting your call. She was my lawyer when I divorced your mother. She's the best in the state—her name is Victoria Edwards."
I look at my dad, not sure what to say at first "Wow. OK. What did you tell her?"
"I didn't tell her anything… I told her my daughter might need a good divorce lawyer. She knows who you are, and to whom you are married. I gave her no specifics; it's up to you to call her if you want to. Here is her number—she said you can call her anytime" and he hands me her card.
I stare at it, and look up. "Can I call her tomorrow, even though it's Sunday?"
"Do whatever you want to do, Annie. It's up to you if you want to wait, or call her now. My lawyer said we should hear Monday or Tuesday on when the hearing will be scheduled for the restraining order. If you retain her, and if you want to extend the order, I think both she and my lawyer should be present since he is the one who filed it for you. I'm sure Grey will try everything to quash it, and you will need someone in your corner to argue against him."
"No. I don't want it quashed…I don't want to see or talk to that bastard again. If she is OK with me calling her on the weekend then I'll go call her tomorrow morning-the sooner I get the ball rolling, the better." I walk over and kiss him on the cheek "Thank you, daddy" and walk out of his office.
I walk out of my dad's office and I feel a little better than before knowing I already have people on my side, willing to go up against the mighty Christian Grey.