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Fifty Degrees of Love – Chapter Twenty-Two

"Go," Ana whispered at him, "You'll just be watching me sleep at this rate and I need you to eat, Christian. You tell me off enough so remember I always tell you off too." She could feel the medication sweeping her system and she was ready for peace and quiet. She only liked one person watching her sleep and that was her husband.

Still unsure of his actions and feelings, Christian leaned down and kissed her cheek, "I will be back later."

"I thought so," Ana murmured drowsily and felt the rounds of farewells happen before Christian came back once more and left her. Her heart was buzzing with emotions; she could feel it beating again instead of seizing its motions of life.

Christian took one last look and was ready to get food so he could come back to be by Ana's side when he saw Taylor coming towards him at a frightening pace, ready to stall him. He allowed his guard to pull him to the side and speak without everyone hearing.

"Sir," Taylor stepped in, "We have an issue at GEH. Ros wants you there."

Christian was pleased that Ana didn't hear this. She didn't need to that stress of knowing there were any other issues outside of their marital status. That was enough right now. He looked to Taylor and at his family, "What's happened first?" Christian knew that look that Taylor was giving him, he could literally feed of it, "What is it, Taylor?"

"It's Barrett, he wants to try again at getting a deal," Taylor said and saw the name strike up a whirlwind of dark and twisted emotions in Christian. He knew that Christian was well away of the men who attacked him, and he was well away of the lengths Christian was going to destroy the man that made him into the man he was today.

Christian laughed, "After he's henchmen attacked us?" He scoffed his question, "He can think again if I'm going to conform and make a deal with him. I'm not stupid and that bastard took more from me than I did him!" He felt himself get heated, his hands literally twitching at his sides as the anger bubbled and boiled.

If there was one man that needed vanquishing it was David Barrett, the man that hadn't taken Christian's decline all that well. At the end of the day, Christian took on business that he would see thrive. Barrett was living a pipe dream and Christian Grey didn't live on the premise of pipe dreams, he lived them day in day out.

"I want him removed from my building," Christian stated and then looked to his father as they all stood waiting. "Dad, I need a favour."

"Whatever you need," Carrick started and took a few steps forward. "I'll help however I possibly can."

Nodding at the satisfaction of having this help, Christian felt his controlling CEO, Dom side coming out to power him through this, "I want a restraining order drafted up against David Barrett and I want it to make sure he comes nowhere near me, my wife or anyone in my family. I mean him and anyone associated with him."

"Is it necessary to be this extreme?" Kate asked knowing that this would result in amplified security and Ana being kept out of the loop whilst she was still this unwell.

"Kate, he got his men to attack Jason and I. I can't and I won't take the risk that he will do something like this again. Nothing prevented this from happening and right now, with Ana's health how it, I would rather take every overprotective approach and be hated for that than letting one of you get hurt and being loathed for not doing a fucking thing."

"Calm down," Carrick jumped in and soothed the situation. "After the attack and the motive behind it, I will look into it as soon as but, for now, do you think it's wise you going to GEH to see him?"

"Yes," Christian bit back, "I'm going to go and sort this and then I am coming back here."

Knowing there was no stopping him, Grace now stepped in, "Christian you need to watch out. You're still volatile. Your moods are still as unpredictable as before. Is this wise?"

"It's necessary," Christian replied back in a simpler manner. "I will do this and close this chapter."

"Hang on," Elliot suddenly said finally. "Why wasn't this asshole arrested? We seemed to have lost sight of that matter since all the crap that started happening."

"No proof," Christian exchanged a look with Taylor as he said and he felt the bitterness eat away at him. "I won't let him win this. Someone like that took on the wrong man that day."

"Men," Taylor stepped in, correcting Christian as he did so. "Now, let's get to GEH and back. There are men posted here, everyone needs to get food whilst Ana rests and we sort this out. Then we will be right back here where we are needed."

Everyone seemed to accept that notion as they soon found themselves dispersing with the idea of being back by Ana's side as soon as. Christian didn't allow Taylor time to keep up, he was on a mission and he was angered to the extreme at the thought of Barrett at his work again.

And when Christian walked into his work he felt empowered and driven. The moment he saw Barrett he wasted no time, "If you've come here for another deal breaker, I'll let you down now. I don't want to and never will want to work with you, Mr Barrett. That isn't up for debate."

"I thought after your near death you'd have a change of heart," Barrett spoke smugly as he watched Christian with a gleaming gaze. "Like you had a change of, ah, memory."

Looking to Taylor, Christian spoke one final time, "Taylor get security to help you get rid of these men. They're trespassing," He then sat nothing else but went into his office. He wanted away from Barrett as soon as possible because he could feel himself getting ready to get blood on his hands.

He sat his desk and this time looked at the photos as moments of his life and not invading lies. And then he saw something as he picked up one of the photos he had faced down and wondered what the hell it was. Curiosity snapped at him and she grabbed the piece of paper and read it the words imprinted onto it.

'Mrs Christian Grey – the title Ana wants until death. 14th May 2013. 09:32AM.'

He knew the pain was coming and this time wasn't shocked as it happened. He remembered this moment and how Ana answered the call with "Mrs Christian Grey here, how may I help you?" and he knew that his wife was his for life, for eternity.

This had to be the most painful way to get his memories back but, he wanted them so much he would endure this without any complaint. Placing his hands in his head he remembered how that same day his wife was ripped right out from under him.

"Christian," Taylor asked as he came into the room to find Christian, head in hands, silence running freely.

"I've got a headache," Christian admitted feebly. He released his head and looked at the sheet of paper and then the smiling brunette opposite him and Christian could feel his life slotting back together. When he had first seen Leila he had seen her as a pawn, she was means to get his kicks but, now the thought of her made him sick. If he thought long enough he would actually find him throwing up into the bin next to his bed. "I want to make sure that none of my subs can get near me again," Christian admitted to his guard. "I just want to make sure that I can get back to my life with Ana."

Taylor smirked, "You don't need to go to such an extent to ensure that. They haven't been bothered with you for years and believe me, we'll be ready for Leila or any other threat that might come our way."

For once, Christian felt like he would have the control he thrived on and the love that kept him surviving.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Fifty Degrees of Love -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Hearing someone by her door, Ana watched for a moment as a huge bouquet of flowers entered the room closely followed by their buyer. "Hey," Ana mused as Elena came into the room. "Now you show your face." She needed to test her humour because apparently the pain from walking was above and beyond what the doctor had mentioned. She needed a distraction and here she had it in Elena.

Elena popped the vase of flowers she had in her hands and down and smirked, "I know I disappeared but, apparently I can't handle you being hurt. Just like I couldn't with Christian. I really am a bad friend."

"No," Ana told her back sincerely, "You're not a bad friend. You're here now and yesterday I was barely awake. I feel bad everyone standing around waiting for me to wake up."

"Stop that," Elena scolded and walked to Ana's bedside, "How about today?" Elena asked as she noted Ana's exhausted expression. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel just perfect," Ana lied and looked to Elena. "I'm more worried about Christian."

"I heard about the nosebleeds," Elena commented sympathetically. "Where is he right now?"

"Grace took him to get proper food," Ana gave a small smile as she remembered his resilience to leave. The way he fought his mother to stay here was so reminiscent of the old him that I felt myself just fall back into that way of life."

"Well, that's not a bad thing," Elena remarked and felt Ana's expression literally burn upon her brain. "What's the matter?"

Ana sighed before she caved to her thoughts, "I do feel like I've lost him all over again, Elena. At times I feel like I did when I came to you at the club that night. I feel like he's gone and never coming back but, then he does something and I know he's still there. I'm scared I'm not strong enough to endure more loss."

Elena immediately grabbed Ana's hand, "You're stronger than you believe you are, Ana. Don't ever doubt that."

"I guess," Ana stated to appease Elena for a moment and quickly took in a deep breath and move the conversation onwards. "I need to check on work, could you grab my phone for me, please?"

"Oh no," Elena stepped in, "I know what you're doing and I don't think so."

"I have to see what's going on there and I need to call Mia. Her and Ethan still aren't working things out," Ana tried to show the urgency to it all even though she had no energy to execute ending her worry.

"Ana," Elena spoke in an exasperated tone. "Can you not just stop a moment and get better? All these issues will be there when you're out of the hospital. So for now, can you do what you're meant to do and rest please?"

"No, they'll be worse than ever and I'll be stressed over them then," Ana stressed but, she could see she wasn't going to win this especially with Elena's next moves happening before she could do a damn thing about it.

Elena picked up the button for morphine pump and hit it, "That's what you're doing." She told her friend and took Ana's scolding gaze in her stride. "You can't try and survive when you're in pain and tired. If I hadn't had done it, then Christian or Kate sure as hell would have."

"You're so mean," Ana grumbled as the warmth of drugs wrapped around her pained side and lulled her into a sleep as if it were singing a sweet, melodic lullaby. She hated how instant the effect of morphine was on her but, when the pains disappeared she loved it. Who wouldn't?

"And you're so going to sleep," Elena laughed and slipped into one of the chairs in the room and spoke to Ana as she slowly eased into a drug aided slumber. She wanted to speak with Ana, try and make this normal, but at the end of the day, Ana was in hospital ill and that was the bottom line. She would do anything to help her friend get better.

As she was leaving the hospital, Elena saw Christian coming back in, flanked by yet more guards and she rolled her eyes. They hadn't had any potential threats for literally years but, here they all were with their

"Come on," Elena motioned and led him over to an empty bench.

Christian was feeling a fool for everything. His wife was very much his most prized possession but, his attitude to her proved that he had thought of her as if she was the most worthless piece of fake treasure possible.

Now his body was thriving for ultimate forgiveness. He needed to repent more than he had. He had to show her he was sorry. He had to prove he was prepared for a life with her because the thought of divorcing her now after seeing the light scared him.

"What's this about? I want to go to Ana," Christian tried to hurry the conversation along.

"You can but, this is about Ana," Elena told him and put her hand to his. "I know you feel like you're back," Elena commented weakly, "but have you remembered that Ana is a little more standoffish to your marriage?"

"Yes," Christian murmured.

"Good, I just wanted to make sure that you wanting her back would tolerate her resistance. I was hoping I would see you before you got back so that I could make you away that your wife is terrified to lose you all over again. She will be hesitant you but, believe me, that girl is worth it."

"I know," Christian gave her a smile, "I just want to make it right and I can't do that by being here."

Elena knew not to top him any more than she had and so she stood up, "Go up there. I just made her take morphine for the pain she's in so she is now completely out of it. Be there when she wakes up."

"I will be," Christian grinned with the idea of being Ana's first sight again. It excited him and made him feel special. Accepting a hug from Elena, Christian rushed to Ana's room. He didn't even care if she was asleep; the sight of her was enough to make him feel like he was had life.

Whilst coming in, Christian had a moment and it was like an influx of information. He remembered moments of a life that he could have claimed weren't his. If it wasn't for the sound of his name coming from Ana's lips then he would assumed otherwise. If it wasn't for her hand gripping his cooper hand, or her fingers dancing over his scars then he would have claimed watching a movie.

He felt someone come to grab him but, he pushed them off and made a beeline for the elevator. He was consumed so much he had one goal: Ana. He only felt himself begin to settle when he came to her room. He raced in, ready to take in her sight but, what Christian came back to made his feet become one with the floor, his heart freeze over and his veins begin to bubble.

This could be the one thing that Ana left him for.