DON'T OWN FSOG.

JPOV

I am fucking freezing my nuts off. Let me tell you that is a hard thing to do in southern California. I open my eyes and frown. Where the hell did the blankets go? I look around and don't see them anywhere. I look over at Ana she is sound asleep with her head turned to the side and mouth slightly open. She has on a pair of pink panties that her eight month baby belly almost covers and a white tank top. I can't help but smile ever since that prick was sentenced she has been so carefree like a weight was lifted off her shoulders. She has enjoyed being pregnant with our little girl. Her morning sickness was minimal thank god. Her cravings were hilarious one day it would be pickles with grape jelly on them then the next orange juice with chocolate syrup mixed in. I even as she called me an amazing husband when I got her chocolate ice cream and a can of sardines. I handed them to her and beat ass out of the room. I loved her to death but that shit was nasty as hell.

The nursery was finally done after three months. We went with a fairytale theme. There is a castle mural on the walls. Our little Aribella was to be here in less then two weeks but we were told she could come anytime.

As for the cold well the last two weeks she has been so hot that she turns the air on full blast.

I kiss her temple and then kiss Ari and head out to see what she turned the temp to. Just as I was about to step out the door the sound of her voice stopped me.

"Do not even think about it Jason Taylor."

"But Angel, I'm freezing." I asked a bit whinny

"Stop complaining."

"Don't you want more kids? Do you want Ari to be an only child?"

She sits up resting on her elbows and cocks an eyebrow at me silently telling me to explain.

"I swear my balls are about to defect. They are so cold I am actually able to give a new meaning to blue balls." She snorts

"You're being a bit dramatic."

"No. What happened to th blankets?"

"Well I like to snuggle with you. You had a blanket on making your body to warm and in turn makes me to warm." I chuckle

"Please?" I beg. Hey I am desperate.

She sighs

"Fine but only a few degrees and hurry up." I run out to the living room to see what the temp is. I actually shiver when I see the number. She has it turned to fifty five degrees. I turn it up to sixty five and hope I dethaw before my kid is born.

CPOV

I can't believe that I was actually found guilty. Couldn't they see she was meant to be mine. I have went through all the appeals possible but to no end. I was in general population at first but the week after my sentencing a few biker guys found out I injured a pregnant woman I guess in their world that was worse then murder. They attacked me in the food line. I was stabbed six times. I was in the infirmary for weeks. When I was released they sent me to segregation. I am told it is where they send the high risk prisoners sadly I guess that included me now.

I rarely saw my family. My dad said I was a disgrace to the family. My mom was humiliated but she came once a month.

As for Grey Enterprise Holdings well it's all gone. She and my ex employee filed a civil suit against me. The judge was so sympathetic to them and on top of that I employed the most useless attorney ever. He had been with me from the beginning of my company but it was like he was just going through the motions for show. Anyways, like I said the judge was sympathetic to them and awarded her over five billion dollars. They were payed off but after it hit the news what happened noone wanted anything to do with my company. Over a months time it was sold off to the highest bidder till eventually there was nothing left. All those years of work were gone because I went after what was mine from the first time I seen it. How is that justice?

My days use to be running my billion dollar company. Directing sales and acquisitions. My night would include tying a beautiful young submissive to my whipping bench and beating her ass till it was pink. As much sex as I could handle with no questions asked. Now my days consist of walking around a twelve by twelve enclosure by myself. My nights are spent listening to the sounds of disparate men. Men who have nothing to lose. Men that are separated from me by just a thin wall. I have to say I may have been trained as a dominant but this place and these men scare the living fuck out of me.

"Let's go Grey you have a visitor."the guard slams the cell door open and cuffs my hands behind my back. I look at this guard I don't remember ever seeing him before he must be new.

He leads me down a hall I have never been before.

"Where are we? I thought I had a visitor?" He smiles

"You do dumbass. Me." I look at him confused he just laughs

"See you tried to hurt my best friends wife and kid. In my eyes you got off easily in the courts. But see that is where I come in."

"What are you going to do?" I ask trying to back away from him.

"I'm going to make sure you go to hell where you belong. A place where there is no chance of you getting out and hurting a hair on either of their heads again."

"You're an officer." I state trying to make him reconsider

"I won't ever go near her again I promise."

"If I am right you said that before. Right before you attacked her. And FYI I'm not an officer just called in a favor. I rid the world of one more piece of trash and to the outside you look a casualty of prison violence."

Before I could do or say anything he took a weird looking knife thing and plunged it right into my chest.

JPOV

I was watching Ana folding baby clothes and smiled before I went back to reading the morning paper.

Ex- CEO killed while in prison.

Christian Grey former owner and CEO of Grey Enterprise Holdings was killed last night in a prison altercation. He was only a few months into his sentence for his attack on Anastasia Taylor. Sources say he was killed with a homemade prison knife called a shive. He is survived by his parents Carrick and Grace Grey and siblings Elliott and Mia Grey. The prison stated that they have no evidence who did it and there were no cameras in that area of the prison where he was killed.

I stand and put the paper in the recycling bin and walk behind my wife and kiss her neck and rub her belly. Now we can live in peace and never have to worry about that psycho trying to harm my family again.

A/N: Sorry for the delay. Hubby was in hospital. And I have the world's worst flu. Hope you enjoy.