A/N: Sorry the last chapter was short I just wanted to keep the suspense going. Hopefully this is nice and long for you all. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

I stir awake. All I can remember was that I was frozen cold and scared. Now I feel warm and safe. I force open my eyes. It's a little too bright for my liking, but I force them open anyway and sit myself up. I rub my hand over my face and let out a yawn. I look around the room and take in my surroundings. I'm home. Thank god! But how? Last thing I remember was being left on a drive way and then I lost consciousness again and I remember hearing bullets. I'm torn from my thoughts when I hear yelling.

"Christian! Calm down!" Elliot yells in the distance from the great room. Not too soon Christian comes storming in and shuts the door but softly. He rests his head on the door and lets out a frustrated sigh. He pushes away from the door and slowly walks further into the room while un-tying his tie. As soon as he gets near the bed he notices me but out of nowhere I try to get out of the bed and run to the bathroom. I heave into the toilet.

"Shit. Ana, you ok, baby?" Christian asks, panic is clear in his voice. I don't reply. I continue to vomit up liquid from my stomach. Why liquid? I haven't consumed anything for hours. Christian sits next to me and rubs my back to calm me.

Once I stop I lean into Christian's front. He puts his arms around me tightly, locking me to him. This is where I want to be and need to be. We sit in silence till I start to break out into tears.

"Ana, what's wrong?" he asks softly.

"I was so scared." I say, the tears flowing down my cheeks. Christian starts to rock us side to side to sooth me, make me feel safe.

"I know, baby, I know. I'm here. You're safe."

"I'm so sorry, Christian. I should never have gone but..."

"Shhh...I know. Ana I understand."

"You're not mad?"

"Yes I am mad, but not at you. I am just relieved no major harm came to you."

"Christian. They injected me with something."

"My mom checked you over. It was just a sedative and a pretty strong one." I knew it was strong but what about Blip? "And Blip is fine. But you need to eat something and have a drink."

I nod in reply. I am starving. I try to stand but I have no strength; luckily Christian helps me to my feet.

"What was with all the yelling?" I ask

"I got pissed off earlier. I'll fill you in later. Let's get you and Blip fed."

"Ok." I murmur. I slip into my robe that was hanging on the bathroom door then go to brush my teeth. I stare at myself in the mirror. Pale again. My hair is a mess and I have huge dark bags under my eyes. It will take forever to sleep those away.

Once washed, Christian helps me into the great room and sits me near the fire. I can still feel the cold from last night or whenever it was. I glance at the clock on the side and it's only 5:15am.

"How long have I been asleep?" I ask Christian as he walks to me with a tray of food and a glass of OJ, plus a cup of tea.

"Let's just say a long time. When you collapsed last night..."

"So it was last night."

"Yes...as I was saying, when you collapsed all hell broke loose. Here, take this." He says and hands me the plate of food. The smell is heavenly. Eggs, bacon, beans, toast, sausage, tomatoes. It's like a full English breakfast. I tuck in immediately.

"This is fantastic." I say with a mouth full of beans. Christian smiles at me warmly but it doesn't reach his eyes which makes me stop eating.
"Christian, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Ana. Eat up."

"Not till you tell me what's wrong." I order.

"How about you eat and I tell?"

"Fine." I agree and continue to eat. I nod at him to start talking. He takes in a large breath and releases it.

"Lincoln and Issac got away." He get's straight to the point doesn't he? I stare at him for a moment then continue eating.
"When you collapsed they shot first. Taylor and Sawyer stood in the line of the firing. I covered you with my body and released your hands and feet. When the shooting stopped Taylor went running into the direction of where the shooting was coming from. Sawyer stood near us and whoever was shooting earlier shot Sawyer."

"What?! Is he ok? Where is he?!" I ask. Poor Sawyer. It's all my fault again!

"He's in the hospital. Baby, he's fine. He got a lucky escape. He got shot in the shoulder but he'll be out of duty for a couple of weeks." He says. This is all my fault.
"Hey, stop crying. Ana this is not your fault."

"It is." I say between my tears. "If I had just done as you said we wouldn't be in this mess."

"Baby." He takes my plate and puts it on the coffee table then pulls me into his arms as he sits next to me. I hide my face into his shirt and let the tears flow.
"Lincoln was going to make a move at some point. But don't worry. Welch is tracking him and Issac. They haven't left his radar once since last night. We've got them in our sights; we just need to figure out how to get them." He explains. I just nod. "Let's change the subject. What do you want to do today?"

"I don't know. Do you have anything planned?" I ask.

"Nope. I'm not going into work today and neither are you."

"But..."

"No buts Ana. After last night I wouldn't be surprised if you were scared to leave Escala."

"You have a point there." If I can't go out then maybe we could...
"Christian. I have an idea."

"And what's that?" he asks. I sit back up and look him in the eyes. Gray to Blue.

"I want to go in the playroom." I say clearly. He just stares at me for a moment, not showing any emotions.
"Christian?"

"Ana...I can't." He says. What?!

"But last time..."

"Last time you hadn't been through all the shit with being tied up and god knows what else."

"But..."

"No! Ana. I don't want to hurt you or bring back memories. Let's just leave it."

"Christian. I'm fine." I say softly. He cups my face and presses his forehead to mine.

"Anastasia Rose Grey. You are so headstrong. But no."

"Don't you need it?" I ask. He's so afraid he'll hurt me by something he didn't do. Oh fifty!

"No. I've already told you this. You give me everything I need." He kisses my nose then runs his along mine. "Everything." He kisses the corner of my mouth. "I." And the other corner. "Need." His voice husky, he kisses my lips deeply.
"Now eat." He says, pulling away leaving me wanting more.

"That's not fair."

"What isn't?" He smirks. He knows what he's doing.

"Ok. You want to play games. I'll play along." I reply. I go back to eating my breakfast and drink my OJ.

"Elliot. He's your brother." I hear Grace's voice coming from the stairs.

"I know, mom." Elliot replies. They come down the stairs and they both see me. I smile at them and they return it but Elliot seems off.

"Good morning, Ana. How are you feeling?" Grace asks smiling at me, as she takes a seat across from me. Elliot wonders off to the kitchen.

"Good, I think. My head is still sore but I should be fine after a few meals."

"That's good to hear. If your head starts to hurt then take some Advil." She says.

"If you don't mind me asking, but why are you and Elliot here?" I ask. They never stay round.

"Christian called me last night to come over and Elliot was with me at the time."

"But I heard yelling?" I ask. Christian looks and me and shakes his head. What's wrong? I guess I'll get it out of him soon or later. I quickly finish my OJ and tea and take the tray to the kitchen.

"Leave it, Ana. I'll take no." Christian offers.

"No. I can do it. The sooner I start walking the sooner I can wear off this sedative." I explain. I know it's still early in the morning but I'd rather walk it off now.

I place the tray in the sink and look over to Elliot who is pouring himself some coffee. I go stand next to him and he looks down at me.
"What's wrong Elliot?" I ask softly. He doesn't seem himself.

"It's nothing, Ana. Don't worry about it."

"Elliot you can tell me. I can keep a secret." I say with a small smile. He looks down at me and smiles then puts his arm around my shoulders and gives me a hug and I put my arm around him too. He obviously needs comforting over something.

"Nothing get's past you does it Ana?"

"Nope. Now spill." I giggle.

"Well, Kate and I have had an argument."

"What? What happened?" They never argue as far as I'm aware.

"The usual. It's out my brother, your husband over there. She went a step too far in blaming him over you again."

"How far?"

"Let's just say I had to leave before I broke something. I was with my mom when we found out what happened to you." He says.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything?" Christian says, from behind us making me jump out of my skin.

"Yes, actually. We were planning on how to make our escape to be with each other." Elliot jokes, I know it's his way of coping. He makes me giggle a lot.

"Come here, Mrs Grey. I don't want you catching anything." Christian says, playing along for once. But I can tell there is a hint of jealousy by the way he grip my waist and pulled me to him.

"Very funny, bro."

"I need to head off to the hospital you three. You going to be ok, Ana?" Grace says, putting on her coat.

"Yes. Thank you again, Grace. For everything."

"Oh don't be silly. You're family. We have to stick together. I'll see you later. Bye." She says and is out the door.

"So what's the plan for today?" Elliot asks.

"I want to go back to bed actually."

"I'll join, Mrs Grey."

"Ok. I see where this is going. I'll scurry off down to the gym." Elliot says with a smirk. I wonder off into the bedroom but I catch the rest of their conversation.
"Thanks for letting me stay here for a while, bro." Elliot says.

"Don't mention it. You and Kate will get through this. But if she comes over, please don't break anything."

"Funny."

I quickly walk into the walk-in and change my clothes. I hear the bedroom door close signally that Christian is in there now. I strip down to nothing then look for something comfortable. My baby bump is starting to show now, but I think I can still hide it.

"Well, Mrs Grey. Looking for something?" Christian asks seductively. I look over to him and he has removed his shirt. He's doing that on purpose. I'm not letting him win this time. If he won't take me to the playroom then we can find some other way to have fun, we always do anyway.

"Just something to wear to bed. Ah yes. This will do." I pull out my shot, silk nightgown and slip it over my body, letting Christian get a full view. I walk past him into the bedroom and pull out a pair of panties from my drawers. I can feel his eyes burning into the back of me. I bend over purposely and step into my panties and slide them up slowly. I turn to catch his eyes and he growls at me. I smirk at him and walk casually to the bed. I sit on my side and swing my legs onto the mattress.

"You're playing a dangerous game, Mrs Grey." He states.

"I didn't realise I was playing any game, Mr Grey." I say as innocently as I can. He lets out a chuckle and walks to his drawers. He strips down to nothing and oh my what a view, then puts his sweats on. Only his sweats. This game is harder than I thought. I snuggle under the cover and face away from him to hide my blush. I feel him move onto the bed as the mattress moves down. He slides close me but I don't turn. I will win! I repeat to myself.

I feel his hands sliding up my body to my hip. The silk feels fantastic against my skin which doesn't help matters. Damn it! He knows that!
"You won't win." He whispers in my ear then nibbles my earlobe. I moan as he kisses that sweet spot.

"No you won't." I mumble as I smile to myself. "This will only get worse for you." I say. I can feel his erection against my back and he groans into my neck.

"Are you trying delayed gratification, Mrs Grey?"

"Why yes, I think I am, Mr Grey." I reply.

"Very well, Mrs Grey." He rolls away from me pulls the cover over to his side.

"Hey! Pregnant wife here getting cold." I exclaim as I try to pull some of the covers back. I turn to face him then he faces me with a huge smile on his face.

"I can keep you warm." He says opening his arms. I just glare at him for a few seconds then decided to go into his open arms. He wraps the covers around us like a cocoon then wraps his arms around my back and waist. I lift my outer leg and lay it over his and he pulls me closer.

"No. You're just keeping me warm." I warn him as he presses his groin against my inner thigh. He kisses me deeply and passionately. His tongue fills my mouth, exploring every inch, then he pulls away too soon.

"That's just a taster as to what you're missing." He murmurs.

"Well don't go spreading that around. You're mine."

"Only for you, Mrs Grey. My love, my life." He kisses my forehead then I snuggle into his chest.
"Sleep, my beautiful girl." He says. The sound of his heart beat sends my slowly into a sleep.

"I love you, Christian." I finally say as my eye lids close.

I can hear a door unlocking. I open my eyes and Christian is still asleep with his arms around me. I lift my head a little to see what the noise is but there's nothing around.

I lay my head back down to then only hear footsteps. I open my eyes and see a dark figure standing near the bed behind Christian. My eyes widen in fear, my breathing rapid.

"Ana? What's up? Why are you awake?" Christian mumbles as he wakes slowly.

"Christian..." I stutter as I try to point to the black figure. But I'm too late. A gunshot goes off and then run out. Both my eyes and Christian's eyes are wide open.

"Baby...?"

"Christian...?"

A/N: So who was shot?! I'm going to do a twist. Someone left a review complaining about Ana being the victim. I do mainly because I love how Christian moves the earth to save her. I hope you liked this one anyway. Reviews much loved!