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Ivigil - yes! The land before time. That's the movie. :) yip yip yip.., lol.

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Disclaimer: The first few sentences are copied from E. L. James's Fifty shades of Grey. I am not awesome enough to write Air traffic controls on my own. All credit goes to her. The rest is all written by me and my wild imagination.

Chapter 33 - You are the weakest link, Goodbye!

CPOV

"Tower. This is Charlie Tango Golf-Golf Echo Hotel, cleared for take-off. Please confirm, over."

"Charlie Tango you are clear. Sea-Tac to call. Proceed to one four thousand, heading PDX. Over."

"Roger, tower, Charlie Tango set, over and out."

I raise Charlie Tango into the air smoothly.

"Elliot sit still. Please. I know your pretty pumped right now but unless you want me to crash the fucking helicopter you need to settle down. We will be there before you know it."

"I'm going to kill the fucking bastard." He grunts. Elliot has been filled in both at GEH and on the drive there. To say he is pissed is an understatement. The poor bastard can barely control himself. I have a projector screen, a window and a wall that needs fixing before work on Monday.

"Great, but save your fucking energy for when you see him." I growl.

An irate man on air transport probably wasn't the best idea, but we needed to move and move fast. There are 5 men on their way to covertly surround the building incase something goes wrong. They are also paid handsomely to 'take care of business' and clean up any mess after we've visited and secured Katherine. By mess I mean anything that can lead back to me. Every man hired on my covert op squad is either ex military or ex FBI. They know how to kill, how to hide and how NOT to get caught. It's a division on my security team I very rarely have to use and hope to keep it that way. I could just order them to take care of it themselves. - but where's the fun in that? If it was anyone else I wouldn't waste my time. But its not, it's Jose fucking Rodriguez. I've had enough of that fucker and he's about to meet my fists. No one fucks with my family.

Elliot clenches his fists over and over. Clench, unclench, clench, unclench. "I still don't fucking get it, her clothes were gone? What fucking numb nut kidnaps someone and stops to pack them a fucking bag? Wouldn't you grab the person and then get fuck out of there?"

"Elliot they are amateurs. First up they sent the letters to the wrong Mrs Grey, secondly they kidnapped the wrong Mrs Grey. They chose the wrong family to fuck with El. That Jose fucker is about to meet a shade of fifty no ones had the pleasure of meeting."

"He's mine Christian." Elliot nostrils flare with rage. I'll let him have his moment but that fuckers not going to know what's hit him when I get my hands on him.

The rest of the ride is fairly quiet. It's not long before Portland comes into view. I land Charlie Tango as smoothly as possible in the strong winds.

Elliot unbuckles himself faster than you could say shit a brick.

He skips the elevator and flies down the metal fire escape steps with Taylor and I close on his tail. Fuck I need to step up the gym work.

"Is this the fucking car." Elliot bangs his fists against the locked SUV when he reaches the sidewalk - setting the alarms off.

"Get in." I push the key fob. The car beeps, alarm stops and the doors unlock.

"Sir, let me drive." Taylor growls sternly.

"Just get in the fucking car, I know exactly where the fucker is, I've been there with Ana." I jump into the drivers seat, Elliot in the passenger seat and a fucked off Taylor climbs in the back.

I'm in no mood to sit in silence. I need to clear my head so I put my iPad in the dock and turn it up. 'The XX's intro,' starts blaring from the speakers. I put my foot down and screech into the traffic. Speeding down the the street I swerve in and out of cars. I change down a gear to turn down Columbia Street. I slow down as we pass Jefferson Street Park and pull to a stop in front of Jose's studio.

"Calm the fuck down Elliot." I yell as he dam near rips the seat belt off. "Chances are there may be others in there so just take a moment and fucking breathe. Trust me Elliot, give me 5 minutes then come in. Taylor are the team in place in case shit hits the fan?"

"Yes Sir. We are good to go."

"Lets go get Els Wife."

"You have 60 fucking seconds to get any innocents out of the fucking place before I get in there." Elliot fumes.

"Taylor." I cock my head motioning for him to exit the car.

We head up the path to the studio. Taylor is barking instructions at me as we walk.

"They are not expecting us Mr Grey so play it cool, we remove anyone not involved first, secure Mr Rodriguez and Miss Williams second then find Mrs Grey."

"30 fucking seconds" Elliot screams from beside the SUV. Shit, bringing him was not a good idea. I tell Taylor I draw the line at handling a female - being Leila. I don't think I'd have the self control or the conscious to not regret my actions. I am trusting him to take care of her. Jose - he's a different story.

I roll my shoulders and push the door open. Jose and Leila are standing unsuspecting at the studio shop counter. I scan the room quickly. No ones here thank fuck.

"Hello Jose." I smirk when he looks up. His face drops and he turns as white as fucking baby powder . I click my fingers and Taylor flys over the counter and grabs Leila, securing her hands behind her back. "Thought I'd pop by and say hi while I was in the area." I fist my hand and lift it to my face to inspect my knuckles.

The door flys open behind me and Elliot comes charging past, straight to Jose who's backing into the wall. Oh he's bright - cornering himself. Dumb fuck. Elliot wastes no time pulling his arm back and hooking the fucker full force in the side of his face. I cringe when I hear his fist meet its target. Oooo that's gotta hurt.

"You fucking piece of fucking shit." He spits bending his knees slightly and landing an uppercut under Jose's chin. Jose sways and begins to drop. Elliot grabs his shirt and holds him up with one hand. "Where is she?" He roars, he is panting, his face is red and his teeth are grinding. He wipes his mouth with the back of his free hand. "Where the fuck is she?" He smashes him backwards into the brick wall.

"In here." Taylor yells, running out from the back room, "she's okay." Elliot drops Jose and bolts in the direction Taylor came from.

"Looks like its just you and me." I crack my knuckles looking down at Jose. "You're a bit of a dumb fuck aren't you." I laugh. I pick him up by his hair and drag him through to the office room that Taylor chucked a handcuffed Leila in. I throw him onto the office chair and stand in front of him. He wipes the blood from his split lip and spits at me.

"Oh, now that's not very nice is it?" I look down at the blood stains on my shirt. I look back up and give him a hook to the side of his face that Elliot neglected.

"Fuck you Grey." He spits again. Oh you fucker. I get into my kickboxing stance, bending my knees slightly - one foot in front of the other, hands up and roundhouse kick the fuckers head.

I stand up straight, roll my shoulders, straighten my shirt and clear my throat.

"I thinks it's about time we had a wee chat don't you.?" I cock my head.

"Christian, baby he made me do this." Leila cries in the corner.

I turn and glare at her. "Shut your fucking mouth." I sneer.

Jose is slumped over when I turn back to him. "Not feeling so good Jose?" I launch forward and place my hands either side of him on the arm rests. "Sit the fuuuuucccckkk up." I roar in his ear.

He lifts his head, blood is pissing out of his nose and his eye is starting to swell. "I want some answers you useless piece of fucking scum. I ask, you answer. It's simple really. Make your answers quick and we'll be fine - Well maybe not you so much." I grin. "Now, I've had a shitty day and i'd like to go home and fuck my wife so lets start shall we? We know its my wife you want so why did you take Kate?"

APOV

Where the fuck is Christian and Elliot? Both of their phones are off, Taylor's not answering his. I've phoned the GEH office but it is just being directed to the after hours message service. I called Ros but she was surprised to hear there was any meetings today and if there was she was not asked to attend. I roll over on the bed and look at the alarm clock sitting on Christians bedside table. It's now 6.30pm. Carrick, Grace and Mia came about an hour ago to get the children. Carrick gave some bullshit explanation about Christian having plans tonight and asking them to watch the children. I could tell he was lying. If Christian had plans tonight they didn't involve me and if Christian phoned them why can't he answer the dam phone for me?

Sitting up I grab another snickers bar and pull my Mac in front of me. I try phoning Christian again while I wait for the computer to boot.

CPOV

"What did you just say?" I snarl.

"I said Ana doesn't love you, she loves me. She's only with you for your money." He chokes, probably on blood. I smash his face once again, hard enough to hurt like a mother fucker but not hard enough to cause any major damage.

"Mr Grey." Taylor coughs behind me. "Mrs Grey just tried phoning again. Perhaps you should talk to her, keep her suspicions at bay."

"Thank you Taylor." He nods and exits the room. He is interrogating Leila in the back room and Elliot is with Kate at the hospital getting her checked out. I grab a scarf that is hanging from the coat stand in the corner and tie it over Jose's mouth. I pull my phone from my pocket and turn it on. I speed dial Ana and put it on speaker, "listen carefully Jose, you're about to hear what you'll never have."

"Christian." She answers sounding panicked.

"Hey beautiful." I sit back and get comfy on the sofa, my eyes never leaving Jose's. "are you okay baby?"

"Are you?" She sniffs.

"Hey, baby I'm fine. Don't cry."

"I just... I've been trying to phone you and you didn't tell me you were going anywhere. I was worried."

"Ssshhh please don't cry baby, I hate it when you cry. I'm sorry I didn't phone you sooner baby. Elliot and I had to do something in Portland."

"In Portland? What's in Portland?"

"It's a surprise baby, but I think you'll thank me." Oh she will when she finds out we have Kate back.

"Please don't be too long, I miss you." She sighs.

"I miss you too baby, so much. I asked Mom and Dad to come get the kids."

"Yea, they came about an hour ago. Is that part of the surprise?"

"Hmmm maybe I just want you all to myself tonight. No interruptions, just you and me." I smirk at Jose.

"Mmmm." She moans softly down the phone. "Sounds like heaven. I'm sorry I was grumpy today. I will make it up to you tonight though,... nice and slow." She purrs. Fucking hell Ana. I wanted the fucker to hear you say you love me, something he can only dream of, not give him a fucking hard on hearing you moan and dam near starting a phone sex session.

"Dam baby, don't talk like that when I'm not there to do anything about it." I sigh.

"I'm sorry babe." She giggles. "I just feel like we have hardly seen each other all day and we didn't make love this morning, I miss you. I need you so much Christian."

"I need you too Ana. I'm not going to be too much longer here, I promise."

"I'll be waiting. Did you take Charlie Tango?" She asks. She still worries every time I use the helicopter.

"Yes, I'll be safe baby, don't fret."

"Okay, please be careful. I love you so much Christian."

"I love you to Ana. See you soon."

I end the call. Jose moves in the chair uncomfortably.

"She'll be mine Grey, you wait. This time next year she'll be begging me to get home and fuck her."

I flip. Grabbing him by his shirt I pick him up and throw him to the ground like a rag doll. Kick after kick after kick.

"Sir." Taylor wraps his arm around my waist and yanks me back putting a stop to the ass kicking. "He's not worth it Sir, let us handle the fuckers. We have less to loose."

"That's for wanting what's mine." I roar, Pulling my leg back and giving him an almighty boot to his crotch." He curls up and groans like the sorry

Sack of shit he is.

"Get rid of them." I hiss.

TPOV

I look down at the squirming scum on the ground. The boss and his brother fucked him up pretty good already.

"Finally," I sigh loudly. "I didn't think boss man was going to leave. I've been waiting patiently for my turn."

He try's to push himself up but collapses.

"You ruined my day off." I continue. "You see... I had plans tonight. Plans that were cancelled because I had to come deal with your ass. I don't like to cancel on my wife so I am not a happy man. We are going to play a little game you, me and little LuLu - it's called 'The weakest link'. Have you heard of it? Didn't think so?" I continue without giving the bastard a chance to reply.

"See, I fucking love working for that son of a bitch, why you ask? Because I have enough money at my disposal to make things disappear." I wave my hand around in the air for theatrics. "So here's what we are going to do. I'm kinda in the mood for a little boat ride. Would you and your girlfriend like to come? Of course you would! Well then, now that that's all settled. Let the fun and games begin. Will you be the weakest link and be saying goodbye?" I laugh. Oh I'm a sick fuck sometimes.

KPOV

"Uggghhh." I groan opening my eyes. My wrists are throbbing and my head feels like its being hammered with a compacting machine.

"Baby, you're awake. Oh thank fuck, I love you so fucking much." Elliot flys towards the bed from the chair in the corner.

"You're here." I sob. "I'm not hallucinating?"

"I'm here baby." He cups my face and kisses each cheek, my lips, my nose, my eyelids, my forehead.

"Im sorry...I'd never leave you Elliot, ever." I wipe the tears from my eyes.

"Ssshhh baby, I'm sorry I ever believed it. I just... When you asked me to leave on Thursday morning, and then your clothes were missing."

"I know I've been a bit difficult lately. I was going to take us all away for a week. I was putting our bags in the trunk of the car... When she came up behind me..." I shudder.

"Oh baby, I'm sorry I doubted you." He lies down beside me on the bed, our faces nearly but not quite touching. He raises his hand and brushes my hair from my face. "I'm never letting you out of my sight again, so if you thought Christian was bad..." He chuckles.

"What's the verdict." I hold up my bandaged wrist.

"Your wrists are pretty bad, the rope burn is quite severe but will heal nicely, the doctor knocked you out and put you on IV, no major head injuries surprisingly, we just have to watch for signs of delayed concussion. You are well enough to be transferred to Seattle tonight for observation." He kisses my lips gently and strokes my cheek with a finger.

"What about Jose and the girl?" I ask.

"They had done a runner by the time we found you. Don't think we'll be seeing them again. There we no tapes in their security cameras either. What a shame." Christian says as we waltzes into the hospital room.

"Christian. Thank you.. I don't..."

"Hey, what are annoying pompous brother-in-laws for." He shrugs. "Jose mentioned you refused to call Ana and get her to meet you there. Thank you Kate. I owe you my life for keeping her safe."

"Call it even." I smile.

"Right, we have a ambulance on stand by to take us to the heli pad, a nurse ready to travel with us and a hospital bed waiting for you in Seattle. Are you two ready to get the fuck out of here?" He looks between Elliot and I.

APOV

I turn the shower off and wrap a towel around myself. I walk over to the mirror above the basins and grab my night cream. I see the pregnancy test resting beside the tub of cream.

"Could I be?" I whisper to myself. Only one way to find out my subconscious repeats Christians words from earlier.

I grab the box and take the stick out.

"Here goes nothing."

EPOV

Kate is settled in the private hospital room in Seattle and Christian has just left for home. He assures me not to worry about Ava, she is safe at Mom and Dads with more security surrounding the house than the presidents.

I climb onto the bed next to Kate. She turns and cuddles into my chest.

"Where were you taking us baby?" I twirl a lock of her hair around my finger.

"Hawaii." She murmurs.

"Hawaii? We just went there babe, you didn't want to go somewhere new?"

"No, I wanted to take you back there and tell you ...in the place I think it happened." She whispers.

"Where what happened baby?" I kiss the top of her head, happy to have her back in my arms.

"This." Is grabs my hand and places it on her stomach. "We are having a baby Elliot."

I jump up on to my knees and stare down at her.

"A baby?" I choke.

She nods her head grinning.

"A real baby?" I ask pulling at my hair.

"A real baby." She giggles.

"A baby." I whisper. "A baby."

I jump off the bed and pace the room a few times. Kate is sitting up giggling.

"Oh my god, a baby." I run over to her, grab her face and kiss her passionately. "A baby." I say pulling away. I run to the door and poke my head out. "I'm having a baby!" I yell to anyone who can hear me.

CPOV

"What are you doing baby? Are you okay?" I run and drop to my knees in front of her. She is sitting on the bathroom floor in our en suite with only a towel wrapped around her.

"Why are you crying?" I place my hands on her arms and scan her for injuries.

"We...we..." She hiccups.

"Please tell me what's going on baby, I'm worried."

"We are pregnant." She holds up a stick with 2 very clear pink lines.

"We are pregnant?" I choke.

She nods yes. "We are having a baby?... Baby that's fucking great news!" I pick her up and swing her around causing her to giggle.

"Why are you crying?" I push a lock of stray hair from her face and kiss the tip of her nose.

"I don't know I just am." She continues to giggle and sob at the same time.

"Your lips are so fucking soft when you cry." I press her up against the shower wall. She wraps her legs around my waist and pulls my face to hers, kissing me passionately. I run my hand up her leg and grab hold of the towel, pulling it down.

"A baby..." I whisper as I pull away to look at her.

She bites her lip and nods.

"I fucking love you." I groan, un buckling my belt. I need to bury myself in my wife.

TPOV

"Stand up bitch." I snarl.

"If you think getting rid of us is going to make a difference your wrong." The bitch laughs. "We are only a small piece of the puzzle. Sir will not stop until he has what he wants."

"Well I would tell you to pass on a message to 'Sir' that I look forward to meeting him. Unfortunately, you won't be seeing him again. David's ." I yell at the Ex female marine behind me. She is ruthless, and built like a fucking brick house. "She is the weakest link. Goodbye." I leave them alone.

"I've always wanted to say that to someone, I fucking love that show ." I chuckle to myself.