*****This is a work of fiction! I do not own the characters, they belong to EL James. The story line details belong to me.*****

When I woke up I was laying on the living room sofa, looking around me I made out Sawyer's figure standing beside the bay window in the corner of the apartment. Sometimes I forget my surroundings.

"Mrs. Grey," Sawyer says as he moves toward the door.

"Please stay," I say knowing he was planning on leaving, I needed someone right now and he was the only one close enough.

"Yes, Mrs. Grey," he says moving back toward the window.

"I'll be ready in twenty, could you drive me," I ask softly because I have been very adamant of not wanting all this protection when I was alone, but last night still lingers in my mind.

"Yes, ma'am. I'll have Preston bring the car around," he says as he pulls out his phone and begins talking. I move out of the room and into my bedroom, showering quickly, then dressing in a simple pale blue pencil shirt and putting on a cardigan, then my flats. I really wasn't feeling up to dressing up, but did so anyway.

Following behind Sawyer as he exited the apartment building I felt the prickle of my skin, only one person made me feel like that and I hadn't seen him in quite a long time. Trying to glance around the street and buildings I notice a familiar Audi parked half way down the street. Somehow just the sight of it made me feel a tad bit better, but also made me mad as hell that he would watch me after his bull.

I climbed into the back of the SUV while Sawyer jumped in the front with Preston. The drive to Grey Publishing didn't take too long at all, but for some reason I couldn't find my way out of the vehicle. I wanted to talk to someone. I needed to find a release to all my feelings, but wasn't sure who I should talk to.

*********Fifty Shades Shattered***********

I hated all the questions that I was being bombarded with at the fundraiser by both the media and my own family. Mia had made sure I knew just how mad she was because Ana again declined to attend one of the companies' fundraisers. What she probably didn't want to hear was that it didn't matter to me, I was glad Ana didn't come to them because then I would have to face the realization of what I did to her. So I decided to head back to the office. It was the one place where I could just be me without reminders of her.

Sitting inside of my office at Grey House usually made me feel in control, but right now I was all out of it. I felt so dead inside, hating the man I was to Ana. All she ever did was love me unconditionally. I felt tears forming in my eyes as I remembered the night of the Charlie Tango incident. She had said 'yes' to my marriage proposal, even after hearing my shit from Dr. Flynn. She stood by me through it all.

Why then did I push her away so easily and angrily when she told me she was pregnant? That was what bothered me the most. I knew it was mine and at some thought I wanted to be a father, but I held onto so much anger towards the crack-whore and her pimp for what they did to me. Glancing around me I saw the light slipping once again into darkness. I heard the door open, and knew only Taylor would enter my office without knocking.

"Taylor," I say without turning around.

"Sawyer, just called and informed me that Mrs. Grey felt like someone was watching her as she was leaving work," he says but I interrupt him before he could continue.

"Let's go, I want you to sweep her apartment and then tell Sawyer to stay in it with her. I don't care how much she complains he is to stay," I say grabbing my case and quickly exit my office. Andrea barely looks up when we walk past her. Right my staff now shies away from approaching me at all costs. Ugh! I needed to make changes but how.

I wasn't ready to approach Ana just yet, but felt a pang of guilt shoot through me as I watched her walking down the street followed closely by Sawyer. It made me feel uneasy when he reached out for her arm. I had to blink away tears knowing that I wasn't the one touching her.

Taylor was now coming back. I heard her thank him, and smiled to myself. She was always so polite to the help. Ana entered the building with Sawyer following her closely. She didn't seem to put up a fight at all.

"Anything," I ask.

"Sir, I don't know," Taylor says puzzling me.

"What do you mean?" I asked a little annoyed, "Either everything was alright or something was amiss."

"It just felt weird in her apartment. I did a sweep, but couldn't find anything. It just seemed to fine for something not to be wrong," he says making me think maybe something was going on, but what? We sat out in front of her building for a long time.

"Sir, Sawyer says she is finally asleep," Taylor says. I needed to see her and I think he knew that so when I exited the Audi he did the same. Sawyer opened the door before I had a chance to knock. I walked in and felt relief wash over me seeing Ana so warm and asleep. She was skinner than when I last saw her; it made me a little upset that she wasn't taking care of herself properly. I sat down in the chair opposite of her and just reveled in the sight of her. Just as the sun seemed to be rising I bent down to her and touch her stomach. She looked so fragile. I bent down and kissed her forehead, then proceeded to kiss her stomach.

"Please take care of our little intruder," I say softly to Ana as I kiss her once more and then walk out the door. Sawyer and Taylor were talking in the hallway.

"Sawyer," I say.

"Sir," Sawyer answers back.

"Please try to get her to eat more. She is looking a little thin." I say walking past him and Taylor.

"Yes, Sir. I will try," he says as he reenters the apartment. Deep down though I know Ana will do whatever she wants no matter what someone else asks her to do. Getting in the back of the Audi we wait for her to get ready to leave. The quite time in the car made me unravel. I wanted to just sweep her off of her feet when I saw her exit the building, but stayed put.

Taylor followed a few cars behind the SUV till it parked in front of Grey Publishing. I waited for Ana to get out, but oddly she didn't instead the SUV began to pull away from the building and head back into traffic. I was puzzled as to why she wasn't going to work.

"Sir, Do you want me to follow them?" Taylor asks. I contemplate the thought but decide against it.

"No, head back to Escala. I trust Sawyer and Preston. They'll check in once the stop." I say praying that I am right. Taylor drives back to Escala.

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