Christian peeled out of the parking lot. "Did you learn where they are keeping Hyde or not?" snapped Christian as he swerved between cars. "I have Mr. Grey, but I can't tell you where he is." said Taylor.

Anger pulsed through Christian. "What the hell do you mean that you can't tell me!?" he yelled at Taylor. "I can't tell you where he us being held Mr. Grey, because of the state that you are in right now." said Taylor calmly.

"Either you tell me where he is, Taylor or you're fired." he snapped. There was silence on the other side of the line. "Taylor?" he asked. "I guess that you will have to fire me. I won't tell you where he's being held. You are not in the right mind right now. You are being blinded by your anger for him, sir."

"You're fired, Taylor." he hung up. He continued to drive fast. He called Sawyer. "Sawyer, do you guys know where Hyde is being kept?" he asked. "Yes, sir. But Taylor told us not to tell you." Christian sighed angrily.

"Either tell me or you will be fired as well. Now where the hell is he!?" screamed Christian. "He's being held at Arrowhead Correctional Center." said Sawyer, defeated. Christian nodded. "Meet me there."

Christian raced across the interstate. He made it to the prison. He turned his car and he looked over at his passenger seat glove compartment. He reached over and pushed the button, revealing a gun.

All he had to do was walk in there and finish him off. Shoot him and it will all be over. Ana and Blip would be safe. All he had to do was get him alone. Christian looked at the gun for a few minutes.

One bullet could save his wife and unborn child. Ana would be free. She wouldn't live in fear everyday. Christian sighed heavily. Sawyer walked to the car. Chrisitan opened the door. "I already cleared it with the warden. You have been cleared to visit. You have a private room to speak to him, Sir." said Sawyer.

Christian nodded and they headed to the prison. He walked through. "Mr. Grey, we have a room set up for you through here. It'll only be a few minutes." Chrisitan nodded. He was led to the room where he sat down.

"He'll be out in a moment Mr. Grey." said an officer. Christitan nodded. He sat there and he looked through the plexi- glass window. Hyde was dragged through the room, groaning in pain as he was dragged. He sat down and he looked at Christian with a cruel smirk.

"Ten minutes." said the guard. Hyde smirked and chuckled darkly as he looked at Christian across the way. "Mr. Chrisitan Grey, to what do I owe the wonderful pleasure to be graced with your presence."

Christian sat there, glaring at Hyde. "Did Ana finally wake up? Or did she die?" he taunted. Christian clenched his fist under the table. "How's the baby?" Chrisitan reached across the table, grabbing Hyde by the shirt.

"Careful, you'll get in trouble for putting your hands on me." he laughed. Christian smirked. "That's one of the perks of having money. You have special privileges." He spit out. "Now you are going to tell me what your sick fucking point is to all of this."

Hyde chuckled darkly and the smile disappeared. His eyes and whole demeanor turned dark. "Because you owe me a life, Christian Grey." Christian looked at him with confusion. "What the fuck does that even mean?" Hyde scoffed.

"You really don't know do you?" Chrisitan let him go, him falling back into his seat. "We were in the same foster care system. We even had the same foster family. And the Greys picked you. The little damaged bastard that was abused by his mommy's boyfriend. The little brat that had a drug addict as a mother."

"I had a chance to be adopted by the Greys. But then that day you just had to play the piano." Hyde scoffed and shook his head. "You just had to show me up. Take something from me that I wanted."

Chrisitan shook his head. "I never asked to be adopted. I even told them I didn't want to be adopted." said Christian. "My life could have been so much better than the one that I lived. I would have had the money I would have gotten Ana. I would have the empire that you have."

"And because of that, you owe me. You have a life full of luxury, money, power, and I had nothing!" he screamed. "And then you snagged Ana. The beautiful insatiable Anastasia Steele. The girl that I wanted. The girl that I could see myself with."

"But she picked you because you have the money, and the power. Then the day at the bar, she revealed that she was dating you of all people! That was just a happy coincidence. And then you had to go and get me fired because you had to punish me for touching Ana."

Chrisitan shook his head. "I did not fire you because you touched Ana. I fired you because you put your hands on her in a sexual manner. Your actions fucked up your life. Not me. Not Ana." Hyde shot up and leaned into Chrisitan's face.

"You think that just because I'm here, that it's over? You think that if you and Ana are safe from me? You may have many people at your disposal Christian Grey. But so do I. You think that me being locked up makes all of this go away?" Hyde chuckled. "I can fuck with you and Ana beyond the walls of this prison. And you can tell Ana that. If she wakes up." Chrisitan shook with anger and he felt hot. "You think I will let you do anything else to her, you're mistaken." Hyde laughed.

"Who said I'm the only one doing it? You think I am the only one that you and Ana have screwed over in your life?" The door opened and the officers walked in. "Time's up." Hyde smiled and got up, limping to the officer. The door shut.

Christian sat there for a few moments and got up, walking out. "Sawyer, go ahead and go back to the hospital. Watch Ana and my mom." he nodded. Christian walked to his car and sat in the driver's side. He sighed deeply.

Sobs shook Christians's body. He slammed his fist on the steering wheel. "Fuck." he whispered. His phone rang. "Mom, is everything okay?"

"Everything is fine. Was just wondering when you were coming back. I think that Ana will wake soon. She's moving around."

Chrisitan fought a sob. "I'll be right there." He hung up. He leaned forward and took the gun from his waistband and put it back into the glove compartment. He sighed heavily and took a deep breath.

He turned the car on and he headed back to the hospital.