I DO NOT own the characters or the book. This is just a FanFiction.

A/N: I've had to re write this about three times and it's still not the best sorry LOL! Let me know of any mistakes and I'll change them asap!

My hands start to shake as I go to open the folder. Not to my surprise, the smallest things lately are making me jump. Even just the switch of the engines to The Grace is enough to send me into panic.

My hands manage to open the folder and I am greeted with a small legal, brown envelope. There's three letters written on the front in thick black writing. 'AR.'

'AR'?" I whisper to myself. My expression is now generally confused. I look back to Christian who is still completely out of it.

Do you really want to know what's in there?

"Yes, yes I do... Don't I?" I whisper. I flip it over and see there's a wax seal on it. Shit if I open it Christian will know, but he has mentioned countless times that he'll never hide anything from me. Maybe I should just wake Christian and get him to tell me. I'll just tell him I know what's in there and he'll have to tell me. Yeah that's what I'll do. He'll never know.

I stand up and hover over Christian gazing at him passively. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps. All the shit that were going through just flies out the door. I hate to wake him but I need to know whats in this folder.

"Christian!" I utter loudly to wake him up. He doesn't move, fuck he must be really out of it.

"Christian wake up!" I bend down and begin to shake him by both shoulders. I lift my hand and smack him a few times over the cheek but he doesn't move. I can feel panic start to move through me.

"Christian?" I pull him up and shake him again. I look at him dumbfounded and let go, he falls straight back down on the couch with his head now tilted to the side.

What if he's dead...

I quickly bring up two fingers under his jaw. *thump* *thump *thump* Thank fuck.

My heart rate settles a bit. I frantically look around the room and my eyes lock onto a glass of Scotch that's on the table. Fuck someone must of drugged him. But I thought Taylor and Sawyer checked this place?

Not the drinks Ana...

Before I realize it I'm running into our bedroom and grabbing my phone and hitting Taylor's speed dial number.

"T." Taylor utters.

"Taylor it's Ana." I utter quickly.

"Ma'am is ever-"

"Taylor someone's drugged Christian, he won't move." I cry out.

I hear Taylor's breathing become uneasy, "Were on our way ma'am. Did you see anyone in the apartment?"

"No I was having a bath."

There is a knock on the door and I run into the main room and open it. Taylor and Sawyer charge through the door at into the hallway.

"Where is he?"

"The main room on the sofa."

They both head into the main room and go to Christian. Sawyer checks Christian's pulse and mumbles something to Taylor who's checking all the windows. Sawyer eyes catch the glass that's on the coffee table and picks it up and exams it.

"I think it's in there." I mumble while trying to hold back my worry. Sawyer takes a mouthful and swishes it in his mouth and spits it back in the glass.

"Your right Mrs. Grey." He mutters. His face is filled with discuss and I oddly wonder if he's ashamed for missing this.

"Ma'am, how long were you in the bathroom for?" Taylor asks and I turn my gaze to him.

"About an hour, why?"

Taylor hesitates.

"Tell me Taylor!" I order.

"Someone has been in here, the window's been broken into ma'am." Taylor walks back to Sawyer and whispers something in his ear. Sawyer nods. They both look back to Christian who is still in the same position as before. Taylor then goes and looks through the papers that are on the coffee table.

"What should I do?" I ask as I walk over to him.

"I think it'll be best if just leave him here and wait till he wakes ma'am. There's noting we can do to wake him early."

"How long will that be?"

"Most likely a few hours ma'am."

"I'm going to do a sweep of the room again. Sawyer get rid of all the food that's in this place." Taylor orders.

They both go off and I look back down at my husband who's completely out of it. I bend down and move Christina's body so he's lying down on the couch. I head back to the bedroom and retrieve a pillow to support his head and a blanket to keeps him warm.

"I love you." I murmur and plant a kiss on his lips.

Taylor and Sawyer have finished searching the apartment again and everything seems good. Sawyer has gone out to replace everything in the fridge and the bar and Taylor is busy talking to some guy named Lewis. He ends his call after twenty minutes and goes to pick up all the papers up the coffee table.

"Taylor."

"Yes ma'am?" He becomes alert.

"Can you tell me who's after us?"

"Um-" He looks at me with hesitation.

"Please Taylor, Christian wont tell me."

"Ma'am, I don't think Mr. Grey would approve."

"Well, technically you also work for me so you have to." I utter while crossing my arms.

I know I've completely put Taylor in an unfair position but this is my chance to find out. I know Christian wont tell me.

He hesitates, "Ma'am we don't know exactly who's after you both."

I give him a confused look and he opens his mouth to clarify his statement.

"Ma'am we thought it might of been his ex's."

My jaw drops to the floor. The fifteen?

"That's who we've been after. It was easy to catch most of them and bring them back to Escala to question them about why they would choose to violate their NDA and work with her. They all had claimed they didn't know anything about the situation regarding Ms. Lincoln. We were quite sure they were keeping there mouths shut for a reason weather they didn't want the plan to be foiled or she had threatened them."

"Threatened?" I squeak out.

"They are subs; she's a dom..." Taylor arches an eyebrow up at me and the lightbulb goes off in my head. I shut my eyes trying to vanish the though of those poor girls under Elena's punishment. Christian has mentioned once or twice Elena likes to go for blue and purple. The though of what she might of down to Christian automatically brings bile to my mouth.

"I get it." I manage to choke out.

"A few days before Mr. Grey called you is when I received an email from Lewis confirming that she led us on a dead trail. We released them and we have started to look for the others, the real people who were after you two ma'am."

A/N: The next chapter will be the continuation of this where you'll find out about the folder. Please let me know if you're liking where this is going.