Fifty Shades of Life – Chapter 9
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A/N: I know I haven't updated in awhile, and I guess it's cause I kinda gave up on myself, but then I thought, maybe not many people read this, but people DO still read and I can't just give up. I know it's short but this is mostly a filler. So, enjoy!

The past few days have been rather dull. Nothing exciting has happened so far, except the nightmare.

I woke up, thrashing in bed, with Christian shaking my shoulder. My eyes snapped open and I was paralyzed with fear. If I wasn't so afraid, this situation might've even been humorous. It's usually the other way around, but not today.

"Ana." He whispers. Leaning down to give me a chaste kiss at the corner of my mouth. "Hush. It was just a bad dream." He said, pulling me closer, my head against his chest. Usually, I'd love this, but my nightmare was bugging me. I stay rigid, until Christian sighs.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I shake my head, no. No, I can't tell him what it was about.

"Try to relax, you're safe, everything is okay." He murmurs, drifting back to sleep.

I lie awake, thinking about the dream. It had to do with the note. The note was haunting me and I know that telling Christian is the right thing, but I couldn't. In the dream, a figure who I somehow knew was Christian's father, repeated the words Why are you looking for me as he slowly approached me, but somehow I couldn't move.

After everything, I thought we were done with all the drama. And to think, it all started when Christian Grey entered my life. I don't regret it though, I love this man, with all his fifty shades of fucked up-ness and the rest of his baggage that accompanies him.

Being the wife of one of the richest entrepreneur's in America, there were bound to be threats. Maybe this was just someone trying to play a prank? I try to reassure myself.

But the words…

I check the time, 3am. Tomorrow I will call Barney and ask about the whereabouts of this guy, and if he really was Christians father. Thinking back to the information that Barney sent me, a shiver runs through me. Tomorrow I'll have to ask Hannah where the note came from. Why didn't I ask her earlier?

Waking up the next day, Christian asked if I was okay, I smile timidly and tell him it was just a nightmare and apologise for waking him. He grabbed my face gently and I looked into the depths of gray. "Your problems are my problems. Okay?" I nod.

"I love you." He says, planting a kiss to my temple.

Arriving at the office, after a welcome hello from Claire, I head to my office, where Hannah is already waiting. "Hannah? Remember a few days ago, you came in with a note? Who was it from?"

"Sorry Ana, I don't know. Claire passed it to me, I can ask her if you'd like?"

"That'd be great. Thanks."

I emailed Barney and he said he'd look into it. Hannah came back saying Claire didn't know either. It was absolutely anonymous.

Why does this always happen to me? Cause you're a stubborn busy-body, my subconscious retorts. I really should tell Christian, and it's stupid that I'm holding it in. But I really should tell Christian. Suddenly, my phone rings. It's Christian.

"Hello." I answer.

"Mrs Grey, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine." I reply. Rolling my eyes. Christian is always so overprotective, last nights event isn't helping.

"I know when you roll you eyes at me." I can almost hear his smirk.

"What're you gonna do about it?" I reply half-heartedly.

"We'll see. Are you sure you're okay, baby? Do you want to talk about it?"

"Christian, I'm fine, really, I'll see you tonight."

"Okay, see you." I hang up.

I'm staring at my computer screen, my mouth hanging open at the email I received from Barney.

From: Barney Marshalls

Subject: Details - important

Date: October 10, 2011 3.46

To: Anastasia Grey

Mrs. Grey, here are the details on the subject we discussed.

He boarded a flight at 3am yesterday, to Seattle. Should I alert Mr. Grey?

Barney

Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.

Shit.

I reply a quick no, not to tell Christian everything and that everything is alright.

Christians father is here. What does he want?

Holy fuck.