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I hope I managed to get back to everyone who sent me a PM, if not, please send me a new one... About this chapter... I feel the need to give you a trigger warning, there is violence... or at least physical force involved, so I will mark the part of the chapter with xxxx at the beginning and end so you will be able to skip it and continue when it's over. You won't miss out if you skip it, because there are several POV's in this chapter, so what happened will be recalled in a less descriptive manner.

Gail

"We have to do something, Jason." I murmur as I continue to watch Ana from the kitchen. The poor thing is sitting on the living room floor gulping down red wine and crying her eyes out. It has been the same for almost four hours.

An hour after her, Mr. Grey arrived home and it was an ugly scene that took place between them… in the end Jason had to step in and told him in no uncertain ways to leave the property or he would make him. I have never seen Jason as angry as he was when a visibly upset Mr.

Grey started to lash out at his wife…

Flashback – Four hours earlier

Ana was still sitting at the kitchen table staring into space and contemplating how to move past what had happened at this afternoon. She couldn't understand why her husband would do something like that to her… it wasn't just about him getting a vasectomy without telling her, no it was also about the fact that he couldn't even take the blame for it, he put it on her by stating that she would have gone off birth control without telling him … and she never even thought about doing something so important without the consent of her husband.

A commotion at the front door followed by voices brought her back to the now… oh no, Christian is home, she thought and shakily got to her feet. When she stepped into the hallway his angry gaze found hers.

Christian was livid, first the fucking doctor stuck her nose into his business, forcing him to confess something he never wanted Ana to find out and then he was informed by Ryan that by his wife's request he was no longer welcome in his own home. Anxiety, fear and anger all welled up inside him and it was a lethal combination. He could take her anger, he could deal with her being upset, but he wouldn't allow her to kick him out of his home or throw what they had together away over a fucking child that didn't even exist.

"Please leave, I need to be alone; I need to figure out if I can live with what you have done." She whispered and he closed his eyes when he saw the pain in her eyes, but the monster in him wouldn't just leave quietly.

"I get that you need time, but you are not kicking me out, this is my house and you are my wife, I'm not going anywhere and before you even say it, neither are you!" He snapped and instantly wanted to kick himself when he saw the look of horror on her face.

"You think we will just get back to normal, like nothing happened? Like you didn't lie to me, like you didn't betray me? Is that what you want, how about we just have dinner and then fuck like today never happened." She yelled at him and he took a step closer to her.

"Calm the fuck down, Ana! Jesus, nothing has changed I just made sure that it would be always just us. Don't you see how kids fuck up everything? No sleep, no sex and once they hit their teens they're not just a god damn nuisance, but a fucking pain in the ass. No one says it, but most marriages fail, because of the kids, so excuse the hell out of me if I wanted to protect what we have." he yelled back and for the first time since she had known her husband, Ana took a couple of steps back from him and looked at him in disgust.

"Marriages fail because people stop communicating, because they grow apart or because one or even both partner cheat. The children are never to blame… oh my god, why can't you just own up to what this is really about? Just say it!" She yelled at him and he came closer again.

"I just told you what this is about, I want us to be happy, to work as a couple and a kid would have ruined everything… so I took care of it. Now snap the fuck out of it!" He hissed in her face and Ana was fighting a losing battle with her own temper.

"Snap out of it? SNAP OUT OF IT?! Have you lost your fucking mind? You know what I want? I want a family; I don't want it to be just us for the rest of our lives! So right now, I'm trying to figure out, if I can find a way to get over those feelings or if I'm going divorce your ass and find someone who doesn't lie to me and betray me, someone I can trust and…"

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Ana stopped when Christian grabbed her by the shoulders, his fingers dug painfully into her flesh and when she looked at him his beautiful face had morphed into a mask of pure rage.

"Divorce? Believe me, baby, you don't want to do that. I have made you, everything you have you owe it to me, all those fancy clothes, the jewelry, the house, your cars, your company… you even think about leaving and it's all gone. I'll make sure you end up with nothing… do you hear me? Do you, Ana?" He spat at her and started to shake her. "Do you hear me, you are mine, no one else will ever have you… it's all mine!" He continued to scream and Ana struggled against him, but he wasn't about to let go of her.

Christian Grey had officially lost all of his precious self-control the moment his wife uttered the word divorce. He had to make her see that she needed him just as much as he needed her… he was nothing without her and the thought of her going on with someone else drove him to insanity.

"Christian stop it, you are scaring me!" Ana cried out as she continued to struggle against her husband.

"You need me… do you hear me, Ana… you can't leave me… you are mine." He screamed and tried to kiss her… desperately trying to make her understand that they belonged together.

As it got harder and harder for him to hold on to his struggling wife and grabbed her by her dress making the fabric rip.

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Jason Taylor had watched the scene transpiring between his boss and Ana for as long as he could take it, but when he saw Ana's desperate struggle he had enough and rushed back into the entrance hall.

"Sir, you need to let go of Mrs. Grey right now." He said loudly, but was completely ignored by his out of his mind boss and then he saw his boss literally trying to rip the clothes off of his crying wife and that made Taylor snap too.

In one swift move he grabbed his boss and subdued him by grabbing him in a bear hug around his torso, forcing him to let go of his wife who ran off as if the devil himself was chasing her.

"Let the fuck go of me!" Christian screamed furious, but Taylor wasn't having it and dragged him out of the house.

"Now listen to me, Grey, the way you have just treated your wife is unacceptable, you need to leave." He hissed at his boss.

"What? This is my house and I'm your boss!" Christian replied arrogance personified.

"Really, last time I checked the house was solely in Mrs. Grey's name… and yes, you are my boss, but I'm also here to protect your wife and she needs protection from you, so do yourself a favor and leave quietly or I swear to fucking hell I'll make you!" Taylor replied deathly calm and watched as his boss cussed up a storm until he finally gave up, got into his car and drove away.

Taylor decided to not to take any chances and changed the code for the gate immediately. In this moment he felt his loyalty lay solely with Mrs. Grey and unless Ana Grey wanted her husband to return he would make sure that he would not set foot on her property.

-End of Flashback-

"Gail, I have no idea what to do? We have tried to console her… she isn't even listening, I'm about to have Flynn come over." Jason says, but that gives me an idea and hurry to get my phone.

"Grey Residence. How may I help you?" I hear a female voice when the call gets connected.

"This is Gail Taylor; may I speak to Dr. Trevelyan?" I reply and after a minute Dr. Trevelyan is on the phone.

"Gail, is everything alright?" Mr. Grey's mother asks, clearly alarmed that I am calling her especially at this hour.

"Ma'am, I know it is getting rather late, but I have to ask you to come over to see Mrs. Grey. The poor thing is terribly upset, she has been crying for hours and had way too much to drink."

"Oh my, is my son not home?" She asks and I sigh.

"No, they… well, they had an ugly fight, which is why Mrs. Grey is as upset as she is."

"A fight?"

"Yes, I won't go into detail, because it is not my place to say, but Jason and I have no idea what to do with the poor thing, she is crying and crying… please can you come over and talk to her?"

"Of course, I'll be there as soon as possible."

"Thank you." I reply and end the call.

"You called his mother?" Jason asks me with his eyes wide.

"Yes, both Kate Grey and Mia Kavanagh are pregnant and probably already asleep, so I couldn't call them and Mrs. Grey's mother lives in Georgia… so what choice did I have?" I ask and he pulls me in his arms.

"I know, sweetheart. Fuck, I never thought Grey would ever lose his shit like that with his wife."

Grace

"I can't reach him." I mutter frustrated after I have tried to call Christian for the tenth time, while Carry is driving.

"Let him be, Gracie, you know how he is, he won't answer his phone until he is ready to talk. Right now, he is probably at Escala having a drink and contemplating how to get himself out of the doghouse." Carry says, but I have a really bad feeling about this. Christian and Ana never fight… of course they have their occasional argument like any other married couple, but this sounds way more serious.

"Come, we are here, you go and see how Ana is doing and I am going to talk to Taylor." He says as he pulls up in our son's driveway and as soon as we walk into the house I can hear Ana's sobs coming from the family room, so I hurry towards it and stop dead in my tracks for a second.

Ana is sitting on the floor, there are two empty wine bottles and countless used tissues around her, while she is holding another wine bottle and as if that wasn't shocking enough, her dress looks ripped and I can see bruises that look like fingerprints starting to form on her upper arms.

"Dear God." I gasp and hurry closer.

"Ana, sweetheart what happened?" I ask and gently take the bottle from her hand as I sit down next to her.

She looks at me, her eyes swollen from all the crying and looks utterly helpless and desperate.

"Darling, please… please tell me what happened."

"He lied to-to me Gr-grace." She hiccups and tries to explain what happened, but at this point she is so drunk that she isn't able to form a coherent sentence, so in the end, I decide that she needs to sleep. Due to the amounts of alcohol she had I decide against a mild sedative and instead convince her to come upstairs with me, where I help her change and put her to bed.

It takes a while, but after an hour, the poor thing has finally cried herself to sleep and I leave her bedroom to find Gail and Taylor, I need answers and I need them now. After looking around downstairs I find Taylor with Gail in the kitchen.

"Where is my husband, Taylor?" I ask.

"He went to Escala to talk to Mr. Grey, Ma'am." He replies rather uncomfortable.

"I want to know what happened here tonight. Why is my daughter in law upstairs, drunk and completely desperate with a ripped dress and bruises on her upper arms?" I ask and they both stare at me for a moment until Gail breaks first.

"Mrs. Grey found out today that Mr. Grey had undergone a vasectomy without her knowledge…"

"A what… surely this must have been a misunderstanding, they are trying to have a child." I stammer, this can't be right.

"Ma'am, Mrs. Grey was trying to have a child, I'm sorry to say this, but your son just allowed her to have hope until she would give up on that hope... he just told her they would try because he feared she would leave if he told her what he had done." Taylor says and I can't decide if I'm too shocked or angry to talk.

"And then he attacked her?" I murmur still not understanding how the bruises and the ripped dress came to be.

"Mrs. Grey needed some time to herself, she wanted your son to stay at Escala for a while, so she would have the time to think about what happened today… your son didn't appreciate that, so he came home. It was an ugly scene and when she mentioned a divorce… he lost his mind. I'm sorry, but there is no other way to describe it Ma'am." Taylor says and I feel like I am in need of a drink myself.

"Does my husband know?" I ask and Taylor nods.

"He said he would go and talk some sense into his son."

"Gail, is one of the guest rooms ready? I don't want to leave, Ana is in such a vulnerable state, I'm worried about her."

"They are all ready, just take which ever one you like the most, Ma'am." She says and they both excuse themselves to retire for the evening, while I try to call Carrick, only for my call to go to voice mail.

I would love nothing more than to drive to Escala myself and demand answers, but in this moment I feel like Ana needs me more. The poor darling… she was desperate each month her period started and to think that Christian put her through all this heartbreak when he knew it wasn't going to happen… that is just cruel.

Deciding against having a drink, I make myself a cup of tea and head upstairs, where I leave a note for Ana on her nightstand that I am in the guestroom at the end of the hall.

I hope Carrick can find out what possessed Christian to do what he has done, and what's more, I pray that there is even the tiniest glimpse of hope that Ana and Christian can get passed what has happened between them and move on as a couple… because Lord knows I would have never been able to forgive Carrick for betraying me the way Christian has just betrayed his wife.