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

Ana

Since I have been released from the hospital Christian has been very over bearing. I can't even walk into the bathroom without him following along to see what I am up to. I have been cooped up in the penthouse for about a week, and I think I might go insane if I am not allowed out of it. I mean I do understand Christian's overprotective attitude he did almost lose me, but I should be able to come and go as I please. Ugh!

I pull my mind out of the clouds to notice that I am awake before both Christian and the alarm clock. I look over Christian's shoulder to see that it's only 4 in the morning. I quietly and carefully slip out of bed and make my way to the door. I am almost there when I hear a sigh coming from behind me. Great I am caught, but when I turn around to look Christian is still sound asleep. I turn the knob on the door and open it very slowly and walk through it.

Finally I can have a moment or two to myself without the fear of having to look over my shoulder at every turn. I walk directly into the library where Christian had a make shift office set up for me. Sitting down at the desk my eyes move across the room to the pool table and I remember the game we played. Ugh! I need to refocus. I turn on the small desk light and begin to shift through the manuscripts on my desk. I see a small photo lodged into the pile and pull it out.

As I begin to open it I can feel my heart race, it's a photo of me and Christian on our Wedding day. I instantly notice that my face has been blacked out and on the bottom are two words that break my heart; GOLD DIGGER. I drop the photo and let the tears flow freely as anger begins to creep in.

"Ana," I hear Christian ask from the doorway, not really knowing how long he had been there.

"It's nothing," I mutter, but like always he is quicker than me and has his hands on the offending photo before I can shove it back into the pile of papers.

"Ana, this isn't nothing," he mutters back as he snatches the photo out of my hands and off the table. He then pulls me into his lap and holds me as I cry. Damn it, I hate how he just knows when to enter and break me down and how being pregnant makes me emotional unstable.

"Taylor, library now," Christian says into his always present Blackberry. I think only seconds fly by before a frazzled Taylor comes into the library hair uncombed and in sweats.

"Sir," he says as he moves toward us.

"Send this to Welch, see if he can get some prints or anything off of it," Christian says as he carefully hands the photo over to Taylor who in turn grabs the same corner Christian had previously held.

"Yes Sir, anything else," he asks before exiting the room.

"No," Christian says as I watch Taylor leave more tears begin to fall. Why can't we just have a normal or let me see a semi-normal life.

"Christian, why is someone being so cruel," I ask trying not to start crying again.

"I don't know," he mutters as he holds be tightly to him carefully rubbing circles on my back. After awhile he picks me up and carries me back to bed where we lose ourselves in one another.

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Christian

I hate it when Ana disappears. Of course I thought the worst last night or should I say this morning when I woke up and she wasn't beside me. I didn't want to wake Taylor just yet thinking she might just needed to stretch. I knew she would probably be in the Library since that was where her temporary office had been made; sure enough she was in it.

Looking at her I could tell she was nervous as hell. "Ana," I ask from the doorway, not really knowing how long she had been up and in there.

"It's nothing," she mutters, but luckily for me I am faster than her and I have my hands on the offending photo before she can shove it back into the pile of papers covering her desk.

"Ana, this isn't nothing," I mutter back to her as I snatch the photo out of her hands and off the table. My heart skips a beat as I open up the photo and see the words GOLD DIGGER etched over her side of the photo, and notice how someone marked out her face. I pull her into my lap and hold her while she cries.

I pull out my Blackberry and push a few numbers "Taylor, library now," I say and then snap the phone shut. A few moments later Taylor is at the door looking very disorganized. Damn it I will have to talk with him later about this. Then will have to apologize to Gail for the interruption.

"Sir," he says as he moves toward us.

"Send this to Welch, see if he can get some prints or anything off of it," I say as I carefully pass the photo over to him allowing him to reach for the same corner in which I was just holding. I want to limit our prints to try and catch the sicko who sent this.

"Yes Sir, anything else," he asks before exiting the room leaving Ana and me alone.

"No," I say as Ana sheds more tears making me feel sick for her, I hate seeing her in this kind of state. I feel broken for her and out of control. I need to be in control of all things to keep from feeling helpless. Damn it this bastard is going to pay for hurting my wife.

"Christian, why is someone being so cruel," Ana asks softly trying to hold back new tears from falling.

"I don't know," I mutter as I hold her tightly to me carefully rubbing circles on her back. After awhile I pick her up and carry her back to bed where I try to help her forget this whole terrible incident for the time being.

Once I am sure Ana is finally asleep I slip out of bed and into my study, dial Welch's number. I need to get to the bottom of all of this before it gets any worse.

"Mr. Grey," Welch asks wide awake knowing full well that he probably had the information of the incident from earlier.

"Do you have anything for me?" I question hoping he has some answers for me.

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?POV

All I hear around me is the damn news of how happy Christian Grey and Ana Grey are. I mean does everyone have to be enthralled by them. I mean yeah I guess I have an addiction, but that's because I want to get rid of Ana and the baby. I mean they haven't even been out since her near death. Christian still goes to work, but Ana stays home. I mean he has her guarded closer than the president of the United States.

How am I ever going to get even with that jerk if the one thing he cherishes the most is locked up in his Ivory Tower. How can I get to Ana, I wonder as I am dropping off a reinvented wedding photo of Ana and Christian Grey with some improvements to remind that bitch where she belongs ten feet in the ground. Plus the added bonus is if you want a job done right the first time than do it yourself. I am so proud of myself as I push in the last wire. This will be one explosion that won't fail me. Ana will be dead and in tiny little pieces once and for all.

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