It's been a week since Kirsten's birthday party and it's been a great week. We had a fantastic time in Cabo.

I'm now 13 weeks pregnant and I'm accompanying my husband to his vasectomy. He isn't working his way out of it this time.

We arrive at the 'slaughterhouse' as Luke lovingly calls the doctor's office and get checked in. I hold his hand throughout the procedure and we go home. I can see the significant difference in the real pain he is experiencing vs. The pretend pain he had last time.

The pain medication takes the edge off and he is talking loopy but I treat him with TLC and baby him with his new best friend, frozen peas.

It's been 2 days and Luke is finally feeling well again. I have planned to take him out to a private dinner tonight. He has earned it. The nannies are keeping the kids.

He goes back to work tomorrow so we have to have a somewhat early night.

After I get off work, I find my handsome husband wearing a fancy suit that I had purchased for him to wear tonight.

"Mmmm.. you look delicious Mr. Sawyer."

I kiss him softly. He puts his arms around my waist and deepens the kiss. "Go get ready Mrs. Sawyer." He smacks my ass as I walk away.

"I was going to ask you to shower with me but I think I'll make you wait." I wink and walk quickly up the stairs.

After I shower, I change into my new powder blue gown.

I put on my jewelry and light makeup and walk downstairs and find my husband hasn't moved from the bottom of the stairs.

"Now who looks delicious Mrs. Sawyer?"

I smile and blush.

He puts his arm out for me. "Shall we?"

I take his arm and we kiss our kids goodbye and head out the door.

We arrive at The Mile High Club and once in the elevator, my lips attack his. "Fuck. Luke Sawyer, you may get lucky tonight."

"Mmm.. I look forward to it."

We go to our usual private booth and have a delightful and delicious meal. During the meal Luke slides his hand up my thigh to my pantiless core. I gasp when he inserts a finger. "shh.." I grab onto the label of his jacket and bite my lip while he thrusts his finger in and out. I pull him to me and bury my face in the crook of his neck and bite down as my orgasm rips through me. "Fuck Luke" I whisper. "You're killing me. Take me home."

He throws a couple hundreds on the table and helps me out of the booth and we casually exit the restaurant. He kisses me deeply as soon as we enter the elevator. "No panties Mrs. Sawyer. You're so naughty."

"Only for you baby."

When we get home the kids are all in bed so we go straight to bed.

He makes love to me a good deal of the night until I pass out in his arms.

I'm awoken in the morning to my husband between my legs sucking on my clit. "fuck me Luke"

I grab onto his hair and grind into his face until I combust all over his face. "fuck Ana, you squirted."

I bite my lip. "just fuck me. I want you inside me Luke."

He flips me over and pulls my ass up and fucks me into oblivion.

I literally pass out from ecstasy.

When I wake up I'm in my husband's arms. "welcome back."

"Fuck Luke, you're amazingly talented. We should go tend to our family and go to work."

"Let's shower together first and then get ready."

After shower sex and breakfast with our kids, we head out the door to work.

The first few hours of work are uneventful until I get a visit from Detective Clark.

"How can I help you detective?"

"I have some news you're not going to like. Would you like your husband present."

I'm worried now. I nod and pick up my phone to call Luke.

"Ana?"

"Yes, can you please come to my office? Detective Clark has some news."

"Be right there love."

I hang up and bring my attention back to detective Clark. "on a scale of 1 to 10, how bad are we talking?"

"10."

"Fuck."

Luke enters the room and shakes detective Clark's hand. I don't know if he deserves a handshake at this point.

"So, what do you have to tell me? Is this regarding Jack and Jim?"

He nods. "The trial is coming up in 3 weeks." I start to hyperventilate and my husband comes around the desk and soothes me. "Worse yet, Jack managed to escape before the trial and we are unable to locate him."

I go into a full blown panic attack at this point and I can't hear anything else but my husband is holding me tightly. I don't know how long I'm like this but I vaguely recall Grace Grey coming in and giving me a shot.

It must've knocked me out because when I wake up, I'm at home in my bed with my husband holding me. "What happened?"

"After the news, you destroyed your office. Detective Clark got hit and he isn't happy but he understands the circumstances. Grace came and gave you a sedative. She said your blood pressure is too high. She says you need to be on bedrest until it's under control." I sit up straight.

"I can't be here Luke. This is where them pieces of shit kidnapped me before. I want to go back to Paris until this shit blows over."

"We can do that. Anything you want baby."

"Good, let's pack up the kids and get the fuck out of here. He said they were going to take the kids last time but I was the one they saw first."

"I'll have Heather pack you a bag. You rest."

"No. I need to call Christian about using his jet. We may need to bring Dad and Ella along. I don't want to risk anyone."

"Okay. You call him. I will talk to everyone else."

"Thank you."

I pick up my phone and call Christian.

"Christian?"

"Ana is everything okay?"

"No. We need your jet. Jack escaped. We need to get everyone back to our Paris home ASAP. We cannot stay here until they catch that bastard. I can't risk anyone."

"Of course Ana. I'll set it up. If you need anything else let me know."

"Tell your Mom I may need more sedatives until we get there."

"She sedated you?"

"Yeah, I kinda destroyed my office and hit Dt. Clark in my blind rage and Luke called her I believe."

"I will set it up and call you right back. Take care of yourself."

"I'm trying. I can't let him get to my family and that includes Ella. You be careful too. I know Jack was after you also."

"I can take care of myself Ana. Just let me make this call. I'll talk to you soon."

I hang up and jump up and change into something comfortable. I sit back on the bed waiting for my husband to come back. I'm afraid to leave my room.

Christian calls back to tell me the jet is ready and I call my husband to come up and grab me because I'm panicking about leaving the bedroom.

He doesn't answer and I panic again. I grab my gun out of my locked box in my locked cabinet and load it. I call my husband again and no answer again. I call Heather and Susan and still no answer. I call Daddy and he answers.

"I need your help Daddy. I think something is going on downstairs. No one is answering me. Jack escaped from prison and I'm afraid it is him. Please get your gun and meet me downstairs."

"I'm on my way Annie. Remember how I taught you to shoot that gun baby girl. You're an excellent aim. You have got this."

"Yes daddy. Let's save my family. "

I hang up and slowly slide out of my bedroom very quietly and sneak down the stairs when I hear his voice in the kitchen. On the way down. I see that the panic room is locked so hopefully my family is In there. I slide discreetly into the area the voices are coming from and I remain calm like Daddy taught me and I see my husband tied to a chair and Jack standing over him asking him a lot if questions about me.

I survey the area and there doesn't appear to be anyone else around. My husband spots me and I put my finger up to my lips and he acts like he doesn't see me. I see my Daddy coming around from the laundry room with his gun drawn. He is the first to say something.

"Let him go Jack."

"Well, well, the whores daddy is here." He pulls out a gun and puts it to my husband's head.

"Put the gun down or I will not hesitate to take you down you piece of shit."

Jack cocks his gun and that is it. I shoot and it hits Jack in the neck. He drops to the ground, dropping the gun and I run up and kick his gun away from him and hold my gun to Jack's head.

"Now who's in control bitch?" he almost cackles and I shoot him in his gut.

"You BITCH!!"

My daddy comes up behind me and puts a bullet in his head. "Nobody hurts my Annie."

I'm still holding my gun staring at this obviously dead man in front of me, when my Daddy slowly pries the gun from my fingers and I drop to the ground and crawl to the trash can and vomit. I sit down and see that Daddy is letting Luke loose, "the kids."

"Panic room" he runs to me and envelops me in a tight hug and I begin to sob.

"The police are on their way."

I continue to sob. The police come and get statements from Daddy and Luke. Grace comes and gives me more sedative but not enough to knock me out again.

I manage to give them my statement in between sobs and they clear out Jack's body after declaring Jack dead. Finally. They called it self defense as they should. It's obvious that's what it was. My husband doesn't let go of me this whole time. "we still need to get to Paris. The jet is ready."

"Of course. The kids are still in the panic room with the nannies. Let's just grab them and get the fuck out of here."

"Where the fuck was security again?"

"They were all knocked out. They are all at the hospital getting checked out." I nod.

"Then let's get our family and get the fuck out. Daddy, you want to go?"

"No sweetie, since the threat is gone, we will stay here and hold down the fort."

"I love you Daddy."

"I love you too sweetheart."

We grab the kids and go straight to the car. We take Susan and Heather both with us and Tom and Prescott are going to join us at the airport.

We get to the jet and we all get on board the jet and I take a shower in the onboarding shower and we take off. I go and lay down and leave everyone else taking turns caring for the kids for the flight and my husband lays down with me and holds me.

"Baby, you were very brave today. I'm proud of you."

"I couldn't let him hurt you."

"I know baby. I'm glad you kept that gun."

I sigh. "me too. I need a nap. I love you so much Luke."

"I know. I love you too. Get some sleep babe." I wrap myself tight in his arms and fall asleep.

I wake up with another nightmare sweating and gasping for air. My husband comes storming in and wraps me in his arms again. "nightmare?"

I nod. "hold me?"

"Of course." He crawls in behind me and holds me.

When I wake up, he is still holding me. I roll over and look at him and he is staring at me with a sad smile.

"What's wrong?"

"I just hate that you had to go through that."

"Is it bad that I'm glad I got to watch him take his last breath?"

"Under the circumstances, not at all. I was glad I got to watch it too."

"I love you Luke and I'm so thankful I have you."

"I feel the same about you. Let's go up front. It's about time to land."

I nod and roll out of bed and we go back to take our seats at the front of the jet.

When we get home, I go straight to my bathroom and take a shower and scrub myself hard.

I take another sedative and join my family until I get to sleepy and I give them all kisses and go to bed.