Grey repeated his question when it was apparent no one was going to answer. "Welch, are you listening? Why was Schneiderman, one of my biggest rivals, out there searching for me? Where the hell were you? Did you even bother? Maybe you just felt if my family had me declared dead, what the hell, who wants to look for a dead guy. Is that it?"

"Uh, no sir. Certainly not. We never stopped searching for you. The National Guard even looked for you. Unfortunately, we were all looking in the wrong area. "

"Schneiderman wasn't looking in the wrong area. How is that Welch? Which brings me back to my original question. What the fuck was Schneiderman doing looking for me?"

No one answered. The elevator pinged. An apparent nursed pushed Taylor into the into the room. He sat pale and motionless, his face an emotionless mask. Silently, Grey and Taylor stared at each other. Finally, Taylor spoke, "I believe I can answer that."

Grey stood, and Taylor muttrred something to the nurse and both men headed for Christian's study. Sawyer grinned at the silent communication between the two men. His grin was short lived when Taylor barked at him, "Why hasn't Franco been here? He should have had him here five minutes after you walked through the door. His mother shouldn't have to see him looking like a wild man. There's no excuse, Sawyer, just do your damn job. Now get Franco over here and his hair cut and his nails done."

"Christian," Flynn called.

Grey turned, "It's okay, John. We'll be fine. "

Flynn took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Okay, Christian. I'll trust you. Remember, he had surgery two days ago and coded twice. Be gentle."

Taylor followed Grey into his study and the door closed.

"Shit!" Swore Sawyer.

"Fucking shit!" Swore Welch.

Grey sat down behind his desk. He looked at the door and Taylor reached over and locked the door. He looked at Grey, who silently approved.

"Taylor, I believe the floor is yours."

"There is so much I want to tell you, so much I need to tell you and so little time. Let's start with Schneiderman. Four months into your disappearance, he made a play for a hostile takeover. He was able to buy enough of your debt to make a serious move. "

"How the fuck could that happen?"

"You have to remember, this was a company whose staff was reeling. they respected you, they were loyal to you and they trusted you. Suddenly, you're gone and in your place is a twenty one year old girl who knows jack shit about business. People were grieving, they let things slide. Others were resentful, and refused to assist her. Ros was great. Ana was smart and she learned but it was all a little too late. Ros explained if she fought him, he would destroy the company and she would be left with nothing.

She had us give her everything we could find on Schneiderman and decided to make him a counter offer.

You see, sir, your father was certain that if you were declared dead, your will would have him in a significant power position not Ana. He also truly believed the authorities, who were certain you could not have survived. Your family needed closure. Your mother was taking it exceptionally Hard. Your father felt if he couldn't provide her with closure, he would lose her. He tried to do the best for his family that he could with the information that was available. Furthermore,with you being declared dead, getting any kind of organized search on going became more and more difficult. Those who did search tended to be just going through the motions. The people who were still searching were the die-hards, your closest associates and your security. So Ana came up with a plan."

"Something tells me I'm not going to like this, am I Taylor?"

"Perhaps, sir. She negotiated a private agreement with Schneiderman. You need to understand that at that point we still had nothing. No wreckage, no emergency beacon, nothing. She offered Schneiderman GEH for one dollar if he could find the wreckage and your body. She told him she would fight him to the end she would never give up GEH and that she would destroy it before anyone else but you ran it. She was serious and he knew it but he's a cocky bastard. The chance of getting your company for a dollar was too great a temptation. He brought in a huge cash influx to the search. New eyes and ears that were motivated. He expanded the search area way beyond what it had originally been. He had only ninety days to find you. You were rescued on the last day "

"Had Ana spoken with him since I was found?"

"Sir?" Taylor asked, confused.

"Its not a hard question, Taylor. I don't know where you have her holed up, but surely you know if they have spoken. "

"Sir," he hesitated then and looked up at the photograph of a beautiful, carefree Ana hanging on the wall. His eyes began to tear. He shook his head and started again. "Sir, Ana suffered a life threatening brain injury at the hands of Isaac. The neurosurgeon is considering a craniotomy to prevent brain damage from swelling. Hopefully, she will stabilize on her own and not need that surgery, but its touch and go. Currently, she's at University Medical Center in a coma listed in critical condition. "

Grey sat back and closed his eyes. After a long silence he let out a long breath and asked,

"Who's with her?"

"Williams and Hayes are covering the door. She's still in a Neuro ICU."

"No, Taylor, who is with her?"

Taylor cast his eyes down and answered softly, "No one, sir."

"Fuck! Get Sawyer in here."

Taylor sent Sawyer a text requesting his presence. Then he reached and with a grimace and unlocked the door.

Luke walked into the study and said,"Sir?"

"Are you Ana's close security?"

"Yes sir."

"Then what the fuck are you doing here? Leave the other two guys on the door. I want you in the room 24/7. She's not to be alone ever. "

"Sir, its not Seattle Grace; we don't have the same pull there. They won't put her in a private room and they wont let me in the ICU."

"I'll take care of it. Go."

Taylor looked down at his phone as it vibrated in his hand. "Franco is here."

"Tell him five minutes. "

Taylor texted Welch with Grey's message.

"Taylor, I know you need to rest but before you go and lay down, I want your personal take on the current situation."

"Now that its known you're alive, its never been more serious. This situation is far from over. Elena was involved but she was not the puppetmaster. We need to step very carefully and trust no one. "

"I may not be speaking to my family but I don't want to be responsible for anyone being hurt. How much danger do you think they're in?"

"Its difficult to say, but I think security on them needs to be upped."

"I'll let Welch know and personally contact my parents."

"They love you, sir."

"I know. Thank you for explaining. I think I understand. I may not agree but I understand."

One last thing. Call Ros and ask her to bring the Schneiderman file at five o'clock. Explain she has my undivided attention from five to six and then she is welcome to enjoy dinner with me. "

"She'll be happy to hear that, sir." Taylor replied with a slight grin.

"We're done for now. Don't think I am letting you off the hook. You still owe me an explanation about Ana. Not today, we have too much to deal with. Go take your pain medication and have that nurse help you get into bed. You look like hell, Taylor. "

Grey stood and pushed Taylor out of the study to the waiting nurse. As she wheeled him away, he could hear Grey's raised voice talking to Andrea, "of course its me. Who the fuck do you think it is? Get me the head honcho for University Medical Center."

Taylor smiled, things were getting back to normal.