A/N: Ok, this is where things are going to get exciting...well I hope...hehe. Thank you for the wonderful reviews once again. If I could I would hug you all but I can't. Hehe.
The weekend flew by and I'm now back at work. I knew I was going to have a lot of work piled up but not this much. So many manuscripts and meetings, I may go mad before I ever start. I'm starting to wish I was with Christian back in our Ivy tower. He treated me with such love and care. So un-fifty but I love it. Better get my head into these manuscripts before my mind wonders off.
Lunch time finally rolls in.
"Ana, do you want anything from the deli?" Hannah asks, popping her head in.
"Oh! Yes, please. Can you get me a ham and egg salad baguette with pickles, please?" I reply. Hannah gives me a weird look making me uncomfortable. "What?"
"Nothing, nothing at all." She smiles and walks out. What was that all about? I have a craving for eggs and pickles, what's wrong with that? Oh, maybe she...knows? How? What if I bring it up and she doesn't know? Calm down! Getting paranoid here.
The day flies by and I manage to get over half the work done. Just as I begin to pack up everything my Blackberry starts to ring and 'Your love is King' plays.
"Hello, Mr Grey." I say, smirking to myself.
"Why hello, Mrs Grey. Outside and waiting."
"Understood. On my way down."
"See you in a bit, love you."
"Love you too." I hang up and quickly grab my bag and lock the door. The last manuscript can wait till tomorrow.
Outside the SUV is parked up and Taylor is waiting for me.
"Good evening, Mrs Grey."
"Taylor, how many times do I have to tell you. Call me Ana."
"Sorry. Of course, Ana." He smiles, opening the door for me.
I slide in and I am greeted with the most handsome man in the world. Smiling warmly at me. He takes me hand and kisses me knuckles.
"Good evening, Mrs Grey. What was that all about with Taylor?"
"Mr Grey." I nod. "Oh nothing."
"Ana?"
"Really, it's nothing. Just telling him to call me by my name not my surname. Makes me feel old."
He just chuckles at me and I giggle along.
"I love that sound. How about we dine in tonight?"
"I'd love that." I smile. And that night we ate and then made love over and over again.
A few days have passed since I went back to work. This week has been wonderful. Christian took me out most evenings for dinner and the amount of times we made love...wow. I am now starting to feel horny all the time around him. And so far it's been wonderful. Friday has come and is going by so slowly. Tomorrow I have my appointment with Dr. Greene.
Manuscripts upon more manuscripts. Pulling me out of my daze of work my blackberry rings. It's Christian.
"Hello."
"Ana?! Thank fuck!"
"Christian? What's wrong?"
"Oh baby. Are you safe? Where are you?"
"I'm in my office. Christian, what's wrong? You're scaring me." I plead, not hiding my fear. What has him so worked up?
"I'm coming to get you. Stay with Sawyer."
"Christian! Tell me what is wrong?!" I shout down the phone.
"I'll explain when I see you."
"Christian..."
"I love you, Ana." He murmurs.
"I love you too, Christian."
"Just stay in your office till I get to SIP, ok?"
"Ok." And with that he hangs up.
Ok, now I am going to panic. What the hell as got him on edge? Has something happened? I need an answer and I'm not going to it sitting here. I walk out of my office to then just walk into Sawyer.
"Mrs Grey, please stay in your office."
"What's going on?" he says nothing. "Tell me!" I order him.
"Mr Grey will inform you when he meets you." I am stunned. Sawyer normally tells me everything. Something must be up. I'm getting worked up. I'm feeling light headed. I go back and sit down at my desk. Taking in deep calming breathes. I over hear Sawyer informing Taylor that I am entering a panic attack. No I'm not! Why won't anyone tell me anything anymore?!
"Mrs Grey? Mr Grey has arrived." Sawyer informs me. I just nod in reply. Grabbing my bag I quickly walk out of the office and head out the building.
"Hannah, can you finish up here for today?"
"Of course, Ana. Everything ok?"
"Yes, just not feeling too good. Bye" I don't stop for the goodbyes. I need to see Christian and find out what's going on.
The street is busy. I see Christian stepping out of the car and heading towards me. I pick up my pace wanting to be in his arms. Sawyer tries to keep close but I am in a hurry.
Just as our skin touches. I feel pain. The blood from my face falling as my expression falls from happy to scared. I notice Christian's eyes full of fear. I fall forward into his arms and he catches me, falling to the ground. Everything around me falls quiet except for Christian's voice.
"Ana?" tears slowly prick at his eyes. I lift my hand to his face and wipe away the tears. He leans into my touch. My eyes feel heavy and I feel cold. "Ana? Ana! Stay with me baby!" My eyes finally close and my hand drops to the floor. Only then do I notice the pavement feels wet. But it hasn't been raining. Has it? My hearing muffled but I can just make out Christian's voice giving out orders to Taylor and Sawyer.
Christian's POV
Fuck! No! I can't lose her!
"Taylor call an ambulance! Sawyer find out who the fuck is responsible!"
"Sir." They say in unison.
"Ana. Stay with me, baby. I need you." I plead, hoping she can hear my voice. Her body is almost lifeless. If it wasn't for her breathing I would almost think she was dead. She's completely limp. Blood pools everywhere. Whoever fucking did this will fucking die!
Finally the ambulance arrives, and only when I have to let them near her I notice the crowd surrounding us. I shut them out. Concentrating all my energy on Ana. The paramedics finally put her in the ambulance and we drive the hospital. I am never letting go of her hand.
We finally arrive after what felt like forever. Ana is so pale. Oh god! Blip!
"She's pregnant! You have to check the baby!" I shout out. Panic overtaking my body and mind.
"Christian?"
"Mom?" I quickly glance at the nurse's station and my mom is standing there. When she sees Ana panic and fear over take her too.
"Christian, what happened?!"
I can't find the words. My mind going back to what happened and everything becomes a blur. I just continue to hold Ana's hand while they attach her to machinery.
"We need to get her into surgery now!" one of the doctor's orders. "Mr Grey. We are going to have to ask you to wait here."
"No! I won't leave my wife!" I yell
"Christian. Calm down!"
"No! I won't leave her!"
"Taylor! Help me take him to the waiting room!" my mom orders Taylor. I won't let her go! I need her and she needs me!
"Sir!"
"Get off me!"
"Christian! Calm down!" There are now several people holding me back as they rush Ana off out of my site.
"Let me go!" I glare at Taylor, who stands in front of me. "I said...LET ME GO!" I yell. Scaring everyone near me except my mom.
"Christian Grey! Calm down this instant! This won't do you or Ana any good!"
She's right. Calm. Keep calm. How can I keep calm when I have no control over anything!
"Taylor! Help Sawyer to find out who the hell did this! Now!" and with that he leaves. Grace leads me to the nearest chair and sits me down. I am in a daze of worry, fear and anger that the buzz around me as no effect of snapping me out of it.
"Tell me what happened, Christian." Grace crouches down in front of me, trying to make eye contact. She reaches for me hand but I don't unclasp them. I keep them firmly tight in front of my mouth.
"I don't know." I murmur. I don't know what the hell happened. I saw her. She was running to me and then...then it went wrong.
"Dr. Grey. We are going to need your help in here." A doctor says. Graces squeezes my knee and then follows him. They are just barely out of my hearing distance but I just catch onto the last thing they say.
"Mrs Grey has lost a lot off blood. The stab wound is deep, but we need you to check on the baby."
"Fuck!" I rise from my seat and turn to punch the wall.
"Christian!" She shouts. "I'll be there in a moment."
"Dr Grey we need you. Now!"
"Christian I'll be right back." She assures me.
What if the baby is hurt or worse...! No! Stop! My blood is boiling. All I can do is just sit and wait. I hate waiting.
It's been half an hour since Ana went in to surgery. This is driving me insane. I fought to go see her but I have been warned that if I attempt to go to her again I will be removed from the Hospital. I'm not risking that. I know she would be annoyed if she saw me like this. Even guilty.
"Sir!" Taylor calls, walking up to me. "We looked over the CCTV and found a hooded person walk past Mrs Grey just before she collapsed. Welch is trying other angles to find the perps face and then is going to find him."
"Thank you, Taylor."
"Any news?" Sawyer asks. I know him and Ana are close. Heck! She's close with all the staff. I shake my head. Lost for words.
Moments later my mom comes up to us. I stand up in anticipation of what she's about to tell me.
Is she alive? Dead? The baby? Oh god the baby!
"How is she?" I muster out. Her face is pale. "The baby?"
"The baby is fine. The stab wound was nowhere near it. But Ana has lost a lot of blood." she takes in a deep breath. "They managed to stop the bleeding and have just finished stitching her up. The wound was deep but not deep enough to hurt any of her organs. They are just inserting a drip lead so when they have her blood results they can give her blood and then they are taking her up to a room."
"Thank fuck!" I breathe out. She's alive! The baby's fine! "Can I see her?"
"Yes. I'll take you to her."
Grace leads me into a corner room. She's made sure it has an en-suite bathroom. Only the best for Ana.
The first sound I am welcomed to his the heart monitor. Her pulse is normal. She's so pale. I go to her side and take her hand. She's so cold. I could have lost her. But she's here. Alive. The baby is fine. This is going to scar her and I will do whatever I can to help her through it. We were only just getting over the Hyde shit and then this happens. I sit next to her not letting go of her hand. I let my mind play over the horrific ways I would torture the person responsible for this.
It's just gone over an hour. I have been able to sit here in silence, knowing Taylor and Sawyer are outside guarding the door. I feel her hand twitch beneath mine.
"Ana?" I whisper.
"Mmmm..."
"Ana, baby? Say something, or open your eyes if you can." I plead her.
"Chris..tian." she mumbles.
"I'm right here, baby. What is it? What do you need?" I press the button on the side of her bed calling for a nurse.
"Ba..by? Is...the...baby...?"
"The baby's ok. Little Blips fine."
She lets out a sigh of relief and smiles slightly just as the nurse walks in.
Ana's POV
"Mrs Grey. My name is Mary. Do you know where you are?"
"No.." Why is it so hard to talk?
"You're in the hospital, baby." Christian says. I turn my head to face him. I need to see his face.
I frown at him. He's so pale. What the hell happened?
"Mrs Grey. I need you to relax for a bit. I'm just going to check you over and I'll get you some water." The nurse informs me. I just let her do what she needs to. Not letting go of Christian's hand.
"What happened?"
"Oh, Ana. I'll tell you later." He means in private. I just nod. I feel so weak. I move my free hand over my stomach. Hoping Blip will be ok. The nurse finally leaves us to only come back seconds later with some water.
"I'll leave this here for you. I'm just going to inform the Doctor that you're awake and we'll check on you in a while." And with that she leaves.
"Christian...how? What...?"
"You were stabbed, Ana." He says. He knows what I'm going to ask. "Someone sent me a letter at work. They said that they were going to attack you if I didn't co-operate with their wishes. Then I phoned you and when you were running to me you were stabbed. Taylor and Welch are to it. So please don't worry about it."
"What were they demanding?"
He stays silent.
"Christian. Do you know who sent the letter?"
"No. There was no return address. Nothing. The letter was clean. Andrea says it was amongst other mail. Don't worry about it, Ana. Welch will get to the bottom of it." He reassures me, squeezing my hand.
I don't want to fight. I just nod in reply. I'm too tired to fight, but he's right. At the moment there is nothing I can do.
"Ana!"
I snap open my eyes. I see Christian leaning over me. He lets out a sigh of relief and smiles slightly.
"What's wrong?"
"I thought...I thought..." he thought there was something wrong with me?
"Oh, Christian." I say. I lift up my arms hoping he'll acknowledge my request. He smiles at me and sits next to me and holds me close. In his arms I am safe. Just outside, I am not. The thought makes me shiver and Christian tightens his hold.
"When can I go home?"
"I don't know, baby." He kisses the top of my head and inhales my scent. There's a knock at the door and Grace walks in. I smile at her rather weakly.
"How are you feeling, Ana?"
"Sore."
"You're going to be for a while, darling."
"How long does she have to be here, mom?"
"Depends how the wound heals up."
"Wound? What wound?" I ask, panic starting to settle in.
"Shh. It's ok. You have stitches in your back." Christian says. He never told me that. No one did.
"You were very lucky, considering. You should be able to leave in a few days maybe."
"Ok." I whisper. I just want to go home and rest in my own bed. I lower my head onto Christian's chest and take in his scent.
"You ok, baby?" I nod. I just want to sleep.
"Do you want some food, Ana?" Grace asks, standing at the end of the bed. I shake my head.
"I just...want...to..sleep." I close my eyes and drift. Knowing that little Blip is safe and healthy I should be fine.
I awake with a jolt forcing me to sit up fast and painfully. I groan in the pain.
"Ana? You ok?" Christian asks, getting out of the seat next to my bed and rubs my back. I wince again as I try to straighten my back.
"I need to get up."
"The doctors said to rest."
"I just need to walk around!" I demand. "If I stay in this bed any longer I may forget how to walk." I confess.
"Ok. Just let me call the nurse." He leans down and presses a button. Within a minute a nurse has come into the room.
"Everything ok, Mrs Grey?"
"No! I want to get up and walk!"
"Sorry, Mrs Grey. But the Doctor said to stay in bed." She's not getting the message. Pregnancy hormones kicking in here. I'm getting really angry.
"For god sake! I was stabbed in the back! Walking must at least help me?!" I shout. I am so frustrated and bored. Christian looks shocked by my outburst. So he should be. He may be hit with this at some point. The nurse blinks in surprise.
"Let me just go make a call and see what I can do." With that she leaves. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and stretch my toes and my legs. That feels good. I look at Christian and I know he sees my discomfort.
"Come here, Mrs Grey." He says, grabbing my hands and gently helping me to my feet. The cold floor feels so nice. He holds me into a hug and we just stand there for ages. Not bothering with the world around us. "That feel better, Mrs Grey?"
"Yes. Thank you, Mr Grey." I look up at him "I love you."
"And I you, Ana. So much." He leans down and kisses me. Just a gentle soft kiss.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything?" A voice near the door says, distracting us both.
"Elena." Christian says. But the way he says it was almost a threat. A warning to stay away. Is there something I'm missing here?
A/N: I thought I'd leave you on a cliff hanger. So what's Elena up to? Nothing good I can say that. She's Elena. Reviews much loved!