Author's Note: Hey Guys! I'm back with another update. I spent lots of extra time adding some more detail into this chapter so I hope you like it as much as I do. I loved seeing the reviews come in on the last chapter. I've been going through some overwhelming things in my personal life and having the comments really helps me want to continue to write more. I'm spending some extra time expanding these last few chapters. If you enjoy the extra details lmk in the reviews and maybe I'll start back at the beginning once it's fully posted to add details to the beginning. This story started off with a one sentence idea for where I wanted to see it go and the longer it's progressed the more into it I've gotten. Thank you for those who have followed and left comments... you've brought me some light when I've needed it the most 3

Ana POV

Riding on the way towards Grey Publishing I'm doing everything I can to keep the nerves from making me either vomit or back out. I can't believe I thought this plan up. What in the world could I have been thinking? What if I go in and Jack has already been in and taken Sawyer out? What if he's waiting in my office when I get there? I shudder in the backseat thinking of all the what if's that could happen. I notice Granger looking at me in the rear view mirror. I don't want him to call off the plan so I decide to open up to him. If he knows I'm just nervous maybe he'll let us proceed. "Have you heard from Sawyer this morning?" I ask Granger although I see Alvez turn his attention to me too. I like these two, but they'll never give me as much comfort as Sawyer and Taylor.

"Yes Ma'am. I just spoke to him a few minutes ago and he said everything is a go. Nothing to worry about Mrs. Grey." Granger replies trying to calm my nerves. Alvez doesn't say anything to me, but offers me a soft knowing smile. I can't help but let my thoughts run wild so I decide to call Sawyer just in case.

"Mrs. Grey, everything okay?" Sawyer greets me on the first ring.

"Yes Sawyer, everything is fine. I just needed to verify that everything was set up and ready according to plan," I say letting him hear my uneasiness. I don't want Sawyer to worry about my fear, but I've learned that transparency with him in the past helps him to expect my movements. I need him to know that I'm on edge and that I'm close to breaking.

"Everything is good to go. When you arrive, I need you to head straight to your office. Everyone was planning a surprise welcome back, but I encouraged Hannah to get it moved to lunch time letting everyone know that you had an impromptu meeting in your office this morning. Everyone is assuming that you're really busy. No sign of Jack yet, but I again need you to get to your office immediately," he says sternly knowing I'm normally not one to follow direct orders or his plans.

"I understand Sawyer. I'll behave today. I need this to be over with so I can finally breath again. I'm tired of having to hide from him. I never wanted to live a life like this. I never wanted to have to look over my shoulder everywhere I went," I say grimly. My eyes start to well with tears and I know that I need to pull it together so I can be clear minded today. "We are three minutes out. I'll see you in five," I add hanging up the phone before he can hear the tears in my voice.

We pull up in front of SIP and I take a moment to compose myself before getting out of the car. Granger turns to me to await instruction while Alvez begins looking through the crowd that is visible from the car windows. After another moment or two I nod to Granger who gets out of the car to open my door for me. I notice him look at the paparazzi to make sure that Jack isn't there before opening my door. As soon as the paparazzi see me, a hundred flashes start going off from all the photos being taken. I can hear them calling my name, but I keep my head down until I get into the building. I see Granger take off in the SUV behind me and the panic sets in. What was I thinking? I take a deep breath and paste a smile onto my face before turning my attention back to heading to my office. The building is filled with so many people this morning from many of the other floors. Many turn to look at me as I cross the foyer towards the elevator. I still look pretty rough although its much better than it was, but I am sure that's why they keep turning towards me. No doubt they can still see the remainder of the bruising hiding behind my concealer or worse have seen the news articles that have mentioned me vaguely being attacked. I don't take time to dwell on it as the elevator door close behind me and take me to the fourth floor where my office is located. I see Hannah as soon as I get off the elevator and she runs up to me. "Good Morning Ana! I'm so glad to have you back!" Hannah greets me.

"Good Morning Hannah!" I respond happily. "I have a few things I need to take care of this morning, but I'll be available early afternoon," I tell her not stopping and heading straight into my office. I shut the door behind me and take a deep breath pressing my back into the door. I'm shaking uncontrollably and the lightheadedness from this morning is roaring her head at me again. I linger there for a moment trying to regain calmness and sensibility when I see Sawyer step out from beside a cabinet at the back of my office with his gun drawn. "Hey Sawyer," I say letting out another deep breath.

Putting his gun back in its holster, Sawyer steps up to me quickly. "Come here Mrs. Grey. Let's get you settled into work," he says reaching out to me slowly as if he is afraid to make quick movements and scare me. I smile reassuring him and push off the door to sit at my desk.

"What now Sawyer?" I ask him putting my head down on my desk not even trying to hide the exasperation of this whole event .

"Well Mrs. Grey, you just work according to plan. Ryan is in the security office downstairs keeping an eye on all the entrances. If he sees Jack, he will notify me and then will come this way to assist me in apprehending him," he tells me acting as if this is 100% normal. I know that Sawyer has done this kind of work for years, but this is so out of my league. I can't just work while I wait for the man who wants to kill me and the baby he doesn't even know about. I must have a blank stare on my face because Sawyer starts again, "Mrs. Grey, I know this isn't easy, but I need you to try to keep your stress levels in check today. I know it's scary, but I assure you that we will keep you safe. I need you to trust me Ana," Sawyer responds settling in the chair across from my desk.

I pick my head up from my desk and make eye contact with Sawyer for a moment before I pull out a stack of manuscripts to review for the morning out of my bag. I've been working on these a little here and there at home but Fifty hasn't really given me much space at home to get them done. "I trust you Sawyer," I finally speak up, "It's just the thoughts of being in the same room with him again that scares me, but I know that you will keep me safe. You're the only one on the team that I do 100% trust. Why do you think I made Christian keep you?" I laugh at him shaking my head.

Sawyer shrugs his shoulders for a moment as if he is legitimately questioning why I would have asked Christian to keep him. Maybe I should have spoken up to Sawyer sooner so he knew that I put zero blame on him for what happened. Prescott on the other hand, I am 100% glad that she's gone. I never liked her really anyway. She was always in the way and it made having a life nearly impossible. I'm pulled from my thoughts again when I hear Sawyer answer me. "I never said thank you for that Mrs. Grey. I owe you for asking Mr. Grey to give me another chance," he whispers back dropping his eyes to the floor in shame at his mistake.

"Sawyer," I begin, waiting for him to make eye contact with me again, "you don't owe me anything. I owe you for finding me and for saving me as well as Baby Grey. No one knew that he was planning to come after me. If I had known I would have been more aware. Even then, if we had known, I wouldn't have expected him to come after me in our home. Nothing we did would have changed this from happening," I smile before turning my attention to my manuscripts.

Two hours have passed when I hear Sawyer's phone buzz in his chest pocket. I look up from my manuscript immediately and make eye contact with him. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and answers it. "Sawyer," he announces. I try to listen to his conversation so I can tell who he is on the phone with, but unfortunately, I can't hear the other person. "Which entrance?" he asks calmly. "I'll be ready. I'll see you in a minute," he responds. His eyes return back to mine and I know immediately that this is the call that we've been waiting for. "Mrs. Grey, Jack is here," he tells me calmly. "I need you to remain calm and I need you to remain at your desk. I will be right behind your door and when he comes in I will shut the door and apprehend him," he explains to me. I only nod because I can't bring myself to voice words at this point. The shaking that had subsided earlier is back in full force and I find it difficult to control it as quickly as I need to. This is finally happening, in just a few short moments Jack will be in the same room as me again and who knows what he has planned. I force my attention back at my manuscript as Sawyer hides behind where the door will open. I can feel my heart beating rapidly in my chest and it seems like time stops completely. My office is dead quiet and its killing me. Only days ago I was wishing to come back to work because I couldn't get any quiet in the house to work with Christian near but now I find myself wishing I was in our ivory castle with all the noise in the world. I see a shadow growing on the frosted glass of my office door before I hear the doorknob rattle slightly. I look up immediately to Sawyer who nods at me and motions with his hands to remain calm.

The door opens and there stands Jack in my doorway looking the worst I've ever seen him. His hair is a disheveled mess and his clothes are covered in dirt. Shock of his appearance helps me play the scene just like we planned. "Jack what are you doing here? How did you even know I'd be here? Aren't you supposed to be in the hospital?" I question him rambling. I want him to really believe we had no idea that he would be coming back for me.

"Hello Ana," he eerily chuckles. "I heard today was your first day back to work and I figured I'd stop in to finish what I started," he replies pulling a knife out of his jacket pocket and opening it. My heart falls into my stomach and I feel like I'm going to be sick. I jump to my feet as quick as I can to get some distance from him. I'm panicking and I know I shouldn't be but the sight of him with a weapon in his hand again is triggering. I hold my hands up in front of me and take a step to the side of my desk trying to give myself the chance to run a few feet away. I doubt Sawyer will need it but I need the extra security.

"Jack, you don't have to do this. We can get you help and once you're better you can go back to living your life," I beg him. He takes another step towards me. He is almost in my office far enough for Sawyer to shut to door behind him. The smell of his cologne is heavy in my nose and the images of him standing over me before begin flashing in my mind. I'm getting lightheaded again and it's taking everything I can to hold it together.

"Don't! Don't pretend that you want to help me now, you bitch!" he yells at me turning the knife in his hand over and over again.

"Jack, "I'm not pretending. It's not too late to get you the help that you need. Christian will understand. He will help you Jack. He knows how you're feeling. He's been there too," I tell him honestly taking another tentative step closer. I can see the rage building in Jack's face as it turns a darker shade of red.

"That fucker doesn't know a single thing about anything in life being hard," he screams lunging towards me with his knife outstretched. The fear hits me so quickly that I can't keep it together anymore. I hear Sawyer's voice screaming right before the room spins and goes black.

"Mrs. Grey! Are you alright?" Sawyer asks me shaking my arm gently. "I need you to open your eyes Mrs. Grey. Come back to me Ana. It's over Ana," he adds still shaking me gently. I open my eyes after another moment or two passes to see Sawyer kneeling beside me. "It's okay Ana. He's gone. Ryan took him down to Seattle PD. He will be taken to the police department for processing," he tells me.

"What happened?" I ask trying to figure out how I ended up on the floor of my office. I turn my head to see my surroundings. I'm on the floor in front of my desk, there's no sign of Jack, but I can still smell his lingering cologne.

"You passed out Ana. You were fine one minute and then you were collapsing the next. He lunged at you with his knife and I couldn't catch you from falling and catch him at the same time. I was able to protect you from the knife, but you hit your head on your desk. We'll need to have Dr. Grey look over your head," he tells me dabbing at my head with his handkerchief. "Do you feel well enough to sit up?" he asks me.

I nod my head trying to keep the tears that are welling up inside at bay. As soon as Sawyer helps me into a sitting position he pulls me into a hug. I can't hold it in any longer and I begin to sob into his arms. My head is throbbing something fierce and my adrenaline is continuing the shaking from earlier. "It's finally over Sawyer. He's finally gone for good," I sob unable to fight my feelings any longer.

"Yes Mrs. Grey. It is finally over. Let's get you home so you can rest. I'll have Dr. Grey meet us as Escala and I'll notify Mr. Grey that we will be heading there," he reassures me. I nod my head and allow him to pull me to my feel. Once I've gotten my balance I take his arm and follow him out of my office leaving my manuscripts open mid review without a care in the world other than getting home and seeing Christian.

Christian POV

I've been in this meeting for entirely too long. I'm trying to focus on the acquisition but all I can think about is how things are going at SIP right now with Ana. I haven't heard anything from Ana or Sawyer and it's putting me on edge. I check my watch again anxiously. I notice when I look back up that Ros is giving me a stern look across the table. I'm really not in the mood for her bullshit today with everything else that is going on. I check my phone one more time for any messages from Sawyer or Taylor and then force myself to concentrate on the company sitting in front of me.

Nearly an hour later I step out of conference room A to dismiss the sales team I've just been meeting with. "Sir, I need a moment," Taylor says grabbing my attention immediately.

I turn my attention back to the sales team momentarily to address them, "You'll have to forgive me but it appears that something has come up. Ms. Bailey will escort you to the elevators with Andrea. I look forward to reading over the contract later in the week." I shake all their hands and then turn my attention back to Taylor.

We wait a moment or two until Ros and Andrea have taken the sales team far enough out of earshot before I turn back to Taylor eager to hear what insight he has on today. "Sir, Mr. Hyde has been apprehended and Mrs. Grey is on her way back to Escala," he says quietly trying not to draw any attention from our recent visitors.

"She's headed back to Escala? Is everything okay?" I ask him quickly worried that Ana has been hurt. I feel panic rising in my chest at the thought of her being hurt again. I don't ever want to see Ana in a hospital bed like that ever again.

"Mrs. Grey fainted when Mr. Hyde entered her office and she hit her head on her desk. I have talked to Sawyer and he has already arranged for Dr. Grey to meet them at Escala to check her over. He did say that she is pretty shaken up and thought it would be best to get her home. Everything as far as Hyde went off without a hitch and he has been taken into police custody," Taylor informs me following me as I start walking the hall towards my office. It doesn't take long before we make the last turn to enter my office. As quickly as I can I start gathering all the papers on my desk and shoving them into my briefcase. I press the button on my phone to connect me to Andrea and she answers immediately, "Mr. Grey? What can I do for you?" she asks me pleasantly.

"Andrea, I need to work from home this afternoon. Cancel all my appointments for the next hour and reschedule them for between five and six tonight. Move everything to virtual meetings including the ones that you are rescheduling for later. Please have a courier gather and prepare all the items needed for my meetings today and have someone deliver them to Taylor at Escala," I command her. I'm trying to keep my cool even though I worried about Ana. I have to get to her as quickly as possible.

"Yes Mr. Grey. Let me know if there is anything else," she replies and disconnects the call. I hand my briefcase to Taylor and we head out the door for Escala, for Ana. Please God let my Ana be okay. Please let my baby be okay.

Taylor POV

Mr. Grey has been bristling with frustration and negativity ever since I told him about Mrs. Grey's injury. When we arrived to Escala earlier he was out of the car the moment that it stopped. I found myself running to catch up with him just to ensure he had security. Dr. Grey was here when we arrived and emerged from the Grey's bedroom after roughly an hour. I asked Gail if she heard anything about Ana's condition, but she hadn't heard anything either. I decide I'll have dinner with Gail before I head out of our wing of the penthouse to see if Mr. Grey is in his office. Gail decided to make us a chicken ceasar salad tonight which tasted refreshing after the day it had been. It's time… I need to go check to see if Grey is willing to fill me in on today's events. I run into him in his office just like I expected too. "How is she Mr. Grey?" I ask him after settling in his office chair opposite his desk.

He raises his eyes off of his Macbook momentarily before returning them to whatever he was working on. "She's about as good as expected. It shook her up quite a bit to see him that close again, but I think she's also relieved that it's over with. She's in bed now resting so I figured I'd come finish my work notes from today for Ros," Mr. Grey explains.

"How is her head? Sawyer said she seemed out of it earlier Sir, that's why he brought her home. He said she started sobbing and kept saying she was sorry. Sounds like Jack was trying to convince her that all this was her fault. Might not hurt for her to talk to Flynn about how she's feeling Sir," I tell him trying not to overstep my boundaries.

He locks eyes with me for a second and I'm sure he's assessing whether or not to be angry with my intrusion or not. "Mom had to give her a couple of stitches but said it didn't seem like she had a concussion. We need to keep a close eye on her for the next few days but most likely she is fine," he answers. He must have decide against it because he nods to me and returns his focus back to his work.

Ana POV

I've been laying in bed pretty much since we got home earlier. Christian has been overbearing as usual especially after the spill earlier. My head still feels pretty cloudy but in all honesty it isn't that sore after taking some Tylenol. I wasn't allowed out of bed other than for dinner earlier. I tried to read some left over manuscripts I had hanging around the house but they honestly make my head hurt worse so I gave up. I decide that I'm going to go to sleep instead of laying her bored. I go to find Christian in his study hoping that maybe he will be willing to come back to bed with me. "I just wanted to let you know I'm heading to bed. Will you be to bed soon?" I ask him hoping he will say yes.

"I have a few more phone calls to make sweetheart. It will probably be an hour or so," he responds hugging me gently as I round the corner of his desk. He uses the tips of his fingers to gently move the hair from in front of my eyes. "Feeling okay still?" he adds searching my eyes for any sign of discomfort. "I already told you! I'm okay!" I chastise him angrily. "I'm going to bed. I love you," I reply before raising to my tip toes to give him a quick kiss. I head back to our bedroom and slip out of all of my clothes. I toss back the covers and climb in. The bed feels too empty so I pull his pillow to my chest and drift off to sleep dreaming of a little copper haired boy running through the meadow at the new house.

I love our new house. The renovations are just what I always dreamed of. I love that it is ecofriendly, but it still has the old world charm that made me love it the first time that I saw it. I climb the stairs to the baby's room and open the door to check on our sweet little baby. He's been laying down for a nap for about an hour and hasn't made a sound. I open the door and I'm startled to find Jack looking over the crib at my precious little baby. "Get away from him!" I shout. There is no way in hell I will let him hurt my son. He picks him up out of his crib and cradles him to his chest. He turns to look at me and the evil smirk on his face makes me sick.

"Apparently hurting you wasn't enough to break you or your piece of shit husband, but what about his little one. Maybe hurting him will finally bring the Grey family to their knees for me," he snickers. Jack looks the same he did in my office except this time he's wearing a prison jumpsuit. How does he just keep getting out. This is never going to end for me, for my family. I'm terrified of him, but more terrified for our baby to get hurt.

"No… Jack… please! Take me, hurt me, but leave him alone. He's just a baby," I beg him willing to sacrifice myself in any capacity just to save my baby. Christian bursts into the room behind me and I wait to hear his rage dripping from his voice but it's absent.

"Come on Ana! Let's just go!" Christian says grabbing my arms and pulling me from the room. I'm stunned by his reaction. How can he just come in here and think I can leave him like this with no one to save him. I feel like I'm stuck between two evils and no matter which way I go that I'm going to get burned. I'm so scared for myself and for my little one. If I could just get Christian on my side maybe he can help me save the baby.

"No! What about the baby?" I shout trying to fight my way back to the baby. His grip on my arm tightens and even with pulling with all my strength its not enough to get away from him. The window of opportunity for me to save my baby is shrinking and my heart is breaking slowly.

"All I care about is you. I never wanted him anyway," he answers dragging me from the room effectively closing the door. I can no longer see my baby or Jack but I can hear him whimpering in the next room. Christian is still holding me back from entering and it's more than I can emotionally bear.

"Christian! No! Christian! Stop!" I scream at him beating on his chest. He stands stock still, never moving, never letting me closer to my son.