Ok—here is the third and final outtake for my story. I hope you like it.

Thank you to all of you who have read my story.

I do not own FSOG.

Ana POV

Luke and I have been together for 9 months now. I never thought I would be this happy and in love again. I didn't think I could love another man as deeply as I loved Christian, but I was wrong. Where Christian cherished me like a possession, Luke cherishes me as a person, his other half. There is mutual respect between us, and despite both of us being deceived by our ex's, there are no trust or jealousy issues with us. I don't worry about Luke going caveman when another man looks at me or talks to me, and my green eyed monster doesn't come out whenever women look at or flirt with Luke. We chose each other, we are devoted to each other and we both know it. End of story.

It's Monday morning and I am making breakfast for Luke before he heads out for work. After less than 2 months we moved in together…splitting time between my house in Leavenworth and his apartment in Vancouver. For the last 3 months we have mostly been at my house, though. Jason picked up cyber security contracts with 2 of the biggest banks in Washington, and since they have several branches throughout northern Washington he assigned Luke to those clients so now he doesn't have to go back and forth to Vancouver as often. It works out perfect, since I still go to Vancouver once a month for my editor's meeting, Luke will go with me, like he did this trip, and check in at the office with Jason. He still has to go out of town for a few days here and there if something comes up, but it's not nearly as often as before. There's a small airport 30 minutes from Leavenworth in Wenatchee, and if has to, he can catch a flight back and forth to Portland if he has to be there right away. He leaves his car in Vancouver so he always has something to drive if he has to fly down instead of driving down with me.

I hear Luke talking on his phone as he walks into the kitchen "OK T, I'll be there in an hour. Yes, she's here…she's headed back later this morning. Will do. Later."

He looks at me and smiles before walking over giving me a kiss. "Taylor says hi, and Gail wants to know when you are going to stop by and visit. She hasn't seen you for 2 months."

"I'll do it next trip down. I have an appointment with Dr. Greene later this morning to get my shot, and then I'm meeting Kate for lunch before I go home."

He looks at me with a funny look on his face, and after a minute he quietly says "How would you feel about skipping your shot?"

I stare at him, not quite understanding what he is getting at "What do you mean?"

"I'm saying don't get your shot."

Neither of us says anything, and then I can't stop from smiling. We have talked about having kids…we both want them, but never actually discussed when.

"Are you saying you want to start trying for a baby, Luke?"

He nods his head and smiles back at me, and I run and jump into his arms. "Really? Are you sure?"

He laughs and says "Yes, I'm sure. I love you and I would love to have kids with you and I know you feel the same. I've been thinking about this for a while, but didn't know how to bring it up to you. When you mentioned getting your shot just now it seemed like the right time to bring it up."

I don't think I could love him anymore than I do now. "Call Jason and tell him you're going to be late" I tell him as I grab his hand and lead him to our bedroom so we could start trying right then.

I kept my appointment with Dr. Greene, but instead of getting my shot I had her give me a complete physical, and then we discussed how long it would take me to get pregnant after stopping the shot.

"Ana it can take anywhere from 2 months to a year for you to become pregnant once you stop the shot—it varies with every person. Personally, off the record, I don't see it taking you that long because you did get pregnant on the shot due to the antibiotics you were taking. Don't get discouraged if it doesn't happen right away... And as always, please don't hesitate to call me if you have any questions or concerns.

I walk out of her office on cloud 9. The euphoria I am feeling is indescribable. I can't believe we are trying to have a baby. Life couldn't get any more perfect.

Ana POV 2 months later

It's Thursday afternoon and Luke has been out of town since Sunday night, so we are taking a long weekend and going out of town to go fishing. He has a friend who owns a small cabin on the Olympic Peninsula and we are borrowing it this weekend for a quick getaway. I haven't been fishing in years, and I am really looking forward to this trip. My dad used to take me fishing quite often when I was a kid…they were great father-daughter bonding trips, and I really cherish those memories.

I just finished packing our suitcases when Luke walks in the bedroom.

"Are you almost ready to leave?" he asks as he walks in the door.

"Yep!" I excitedly exclaim. "I have our bags packed and ready to be loaded into the SUV. I figured we could stop at a grocery store close to the cabin instead of stopping here and then having to pack everything in ice chests."

"Sounds good to me. I'm going to change my cloths and then we can head out."

"OK. I need to send a few emails…I'll do that while you change your clothes. I'll be done by the time you change."

I head to my office and he heads to our bedroom. 5 minutes later I am waiting for him in the kitchen, and after a few minutes he walks in carrying the suitcases.

"OK Miss. Steele-let's get a move on" he says as he swats me on my ass, laughing.

We climb into my Escalade and head out; I feel so giddy about going on this trip. We've taken a few short trips together, but for some reason this trip has me really excited. I can't wait to see this cabin. Luke said it's small, but cozy... nothing fancy but it has everything we need to be comfortable.

We pull into the small market in town on the way to the cabin and get what we need for the next 3 days. Nothing fancy—steaks, hamburgers, hot dogs, s'mores, bacon and eggs and pancake mix…although we did bring a few good bottles of wine from home. Since we decided to start trying to have a baby I have quit drinking, but I took a pregnancy test earlier today and it came back negative so I will indulge a little this weekend.

We arrive at the cabin a few hours before dark, and it's exactly like Luke described…it has 2 bedrooms, a full bath, a secluded hot tub on the porch, and a big, beautiful rock fireplace in the living room.

We carried in our groceries and luggage, and put everything away and then sat back and took in the view. I could stay here forever. No TV, laptops, or cell phones for the weekend either…just the 2 of us, and I have after seeing the rug in front of the fire place, I definitely have plans for tomorrow night…

After dinner we snuggled on the couch together, drinking wine, talking and relaxing in each other's arms; just enjoying the peace and quiet and serenity of the moment. After we finished the bottle of wine we made our way to the bedroom and spent the rest of the night lost in each other making love.

The next morning I wake to the smell of bacon frying and coffee brewing. I walk into the kitchen and my sexy man is dressed already and fixing breakfast.
"Good morning beautiful" he says and he walks over and kisses me gently on my lips. "I figured that after last night's activities you would be famished, so I made you breakfast" he said as he grins at me.
I blush as I remember last night...it was one of the most passionate times we have had... Luke was insatiable last night, and he spent the entire night worshipping my body with an intensity I have yet to experience with him. Afterwards I fell into an orgasm induced coma, which the smell of breakfast finally brought me out of.
"I didn't think I would ever walk again after last night, Mr. Sawyer, but rest assured, I will repay the favor tonight."
He smiles at me and sets my breakfast down in front of me, with a strange look on his face that I haven't seen before, almost like he's hiding something, and I get a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Don't go there, Ana" my subconscious snarls at me.
I sit down to breakfast while Luke gathers our fishing gear and takes it down to the dock where he already has the boat tied up.
I finish my breakfast and put the dishes in the sink and start to pack a lunch for us, still feeling a little uneasy about the strange look on Luke's face.
He comes back a few minutes later and grabs the ice chest "Are you almost ready? Don't forget sunscreen...it's supposed to be sunny all day and I don't want you to burn."
"Yep I'm ready. Smallest fish has to cook dinner tonight!" I exclaim and I walk down to dock and step in the tiny boat. It wobbles as I step in, causing me to lose my balance and almost fall overboard.
Luke laughs at me as I not-so-gracefully sit down on the center seat, so I splash him as he steps in and sits down at the back of the boat. "You better stop that Miss Steele or I'll pick you up and toss you in" he threatens me with a wicked grin on his face.
He pulls the cord on the motor a few times and after it coughs and sputters it finally starts and we head out across the lake.
After a few hours it warms up enough and I take off my sweatpants and hoodie and lay back, basking in the warm sun. The warmth relaxes me, and soon I feel myself dozing off... the fish haven't been biting too much this afternoon to bother us so I just laid back and took in the sunshine. Luke just reeled in our lines a few minutes ago and re baited them and cast them back out.
"Ana...you have a bite" he anxiously tells me, and I quickly sit up and start to reel in my line. I don't feel anything when I'm reeling it in "I think I lost it" I tell him as I continue to reel in.
"Bring it in and I'll bait it again for you." Again he has that strange look on his face.
As I reel it in and bring the end of the line in the boat I see something at the end of the line, and I bring it over to me so I can see what it is.

OMG! A diamond ring!

I look up at Luke, and he has gotten down on 1 knee in the boat, and is looking at me with a huge smile on his face.
I put my hands over my mouth, and I can feel the tears start to run down my face as he unhooks the ring from the fishing line and holds it up to me.
"Ana, I love you with every ounce of my being. I want to have children with you and spend the rest of my life with you. Will you please make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?

"Yes! Yes. OMG. Yes I'll marry you" I shout as I start laughing. He slides the ring on my finger and reaches up to kiss me.
"I love you so much" I tell him, and as I jump over to reach out and hug him, I rock the boat too much and we both tumble over the side into the cold water.
"Aghhhh" I scream out when I get my head back above water. Luke is laughing, as he pushes me back into the back, and then climbs back in.

"Let's go baby—we can jump in the hot tub to warm up."

I am too cold to say anything so I just nod my head and hold on.

When we get to the dock he secures the boat and we both climb out and run to the house. When we get to the porch we start tearing each other's clothes off as fast as we can and then climb in the hot tub, completely submerging ourselves to warm up.

After a few minutes, when I am finally warm again, I scoot over and straddle him, wrapping my arms around his head and pulling him towards me, kissing him with as much passion as I can put into it. Our tongues battle each other, and I slowly run my hands down his chest , then reach down and grab his cock, stroking him a few times before I line him up and slide down on him, taking him in as deep as I can. I sit on him for a few minutes, just enjoying how good he feels inside me, and then I slowly start to move up and down, stroking him as I stare into his eyes. "I love you so much l" I whisper to him, and I start to pick up my pace. He reaches down and starts to rub my clit with his thumb, making me moan into his mouth. "Agghhh Luke!" I groan. I arch my back and he takes one of my nipples into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue, then he does the same to the other one, making me clench around him as I moan even louder.

He then grabs my hips and starts bucking into me harder and harder, driving his cock deeper into me. I can feel my orgasm building and I know I won't be able to hold on much longer. "Harder, Luke! " I groan, and a minute later I am going over the edge, screaming his name. I keep riding him through my orgasm, and a few seconds later I feel him buck hard and then still as he moans my name and empties himself inside me. We sit there for a few minutes holding each other before either one of us says anything.

"I love you, Ana. So much" he pants, as he pulls me to him and kisses me softly. "You have no idea how happy you make me. Not just today when you said yes, but from the first time we kissed I've never been happier. I've never felt for anyone what I feel for you. My life changed that night in your hotel room. I thank God every day for you."

I have tears in my eyes as I lean in and kiss him. I can't put into words what I am feeling right now, so I don't say anything; I just smile and pull him close to me, holding him, listening to him breathe, feeling his warmth against me, basking in the love I feel for him. Luck was with me when we connected as a couple... He is my everything—he and our future children are more than I could have ever hoped for, or ever dreamt of finding again. I am so excited for our future to begin as husband and wife.

The next morning as we are cuddled in bed, Luke looks at me and asks "When do you want to get married?"

"Soon. I don't want a long engagement. I don't see a reason to wait." After I answer I look at him "What about you—when do you want to get married?"

He smirks at me then says "How about this afternoon?"

"What?" I shriek.

"I'm just kidding. But I agree with you—I don't want a long engagement either. A quiet, small wedding will be fine with me. Just close friends and family—nothing fancy."

"OK. Now how about where? Did you have any place in mind?"

"Not really. I haven't thought that far out. I was only thinking about this weekend" he says as he rolls over on top of me and we get lost in each other for the rest of the morning.

Sunday afternoon we pack up and head out after our mini vacation. I can't wait to tell my dad and Kate the good news. My dad really likes Luke—he knew Luke was taking care of me and watching over me when he couldn't be there, and was thrilled when we started seeing each other.

He also has a bond with Luke as they were both in the Army—they served years apart, but still there is a bond between military men.

The next morning after Luke leaves for work I sit in my office reviewing a manuscript, but am finding it hard to concentrate. By lunch, I give up and decide to go to town and have lunch at the little café. As I am driving through town I see the little B&B off to the right and I remember the wedding that was in process when I drove up here years ago. On a whim, I pull in to talk to them about having our wedding here. It is perfect—small and quaint—exactly what Luke said he wanted.

I walk up to the reception desk and ring the bell. I can hear someone on the phone in the back office. A minute later an older lady comes out from the office "Yes—can I help you?" she says…he has a warm, motherly smile, and I am glad that I stopped in.

I smile back at her "Yes. I would like information about possibly having my wedding here."

"Well, congratulations to you and your fiancé. Let me look up and see what dates we have available. We are pretty booked for the rest of the summer, but I just had a cancellation as you walked in the door."

She brings up the calendar and she was not kidding…I see only a few dates available for the rest of the year.

"Now the cancellation I just had was for September—the weekend of the 10th. That's about 3 months out so it would give you a little time to plan and make arrangements. Would that work for you?"

I just smiled…that's a perfect date. 'Yes. I need to speak with my fiancé about it, but can we pencil us in for that Saturday now to hold it? I will talk to him tonight and let you know tomorrow for sure."

"We can also do the catering, cake, flowers, invitations; anything you might need. Because of the cancellation there are now rooms available, so you or your guests can spend the night after the wedding if that is something you would interested in..we do have a nice bridal suite. Do you have an idea of how many guests you will be inviting?"

"Not many—we want a very small, intimate wedding with family and close friends only. I would guess no more than 25 people." I tell her.

She hands me a brochure of all the services they offer, and I promise to call her back tomorrow and let her know one way or the other.

Luke got home from work about 5:30 and I am anxiously waiting to talk to him. After reading over the brochure this afternoon, I was surprised that they will be able to handle almost all of the arrangements. They have a menu from which we can choose for dinner, and they work with the bakery here in town so we can order our cake through them as well. This will be so much easier and less stressful.

He walks it the kitchen and kisses my neck before asking "What are you smiling about?"

I told him about going to the B&B and showed him the brochure and told him how they can take care of most of the arrangements for us. "However, they are booked for the rest of the summer, but had a cancellation this morning….for September 10th…"

He looked at me and smiled…"Is that date OK with you?"

I grinned at him "Yes. I couldn't ask for a better birthday present than you."

"Well then, it sounds like we have determined when and where we are getting married!"

I jumped into his arms and we both laughed

"God, I love you, Ms. Steele. I can't wait to marry you."

"Me too, Mr. Sawyer. Now let's go celebrate."

He carried me to our bedroom, and we celebrated for the rest of the night and into the morning.

I called my dad the next day and he was ecstatic when I told him we were getting married, and he was even happier when I asked him to walk me down the aisle again. He has been there for me my entire life, and even though this is my second marriage, I still want him by my side as I start my life with Luke.

When I called Kate and told her, she shrieked so loud that it almost pierced my ear drum. I asked her to again be my maid of honor, and she happily accepted. I don't think I would be where I am if I didn't have her to lean on these past 4 years. She helped get me through the darkest part of my life, and I am grateful to have her as my friend and sister.

After I hung up with Kate, I drove back to the B&B and confirmed the reservation and left a deposit with Barb, the owner/manager. I told her we would love to have them handle all the arrangements too, and I would be getting back with her in the next few weeks with everything we would need.

Now all I need to do is find dresses for me and Kate. I'll make a reservation at one of the bridal shops in Vancouver in a few weeks, and we can spend the day picking out our dresses and catching up. I didn't want to do it in Seattle in case someone recognizes me...After the news of our divorce quieted down and I moved to Leavenworth, I haven't been bothered by the paps- nobody here knows who I am and I want to keep it that way.

1 month later

Luke has been out of town all week, and is due home tonight about 8:00; I have a special surprise for him when gets home. He called me from the airport in Wenatchee and he should be home in about 30 minutes. Dinner is done and is in the warmer, and I have time for a quick shower.

40 minutes later I hear him walk in the door—he is talking on his phone so I wait in the living room for him.

He ends his call and walks in the living room and sets his briefcase down and takes me in his arms and kisses me like he hasn't seen me in a month. "I missed you" he says as he nibbles on my ear.

"I missed you too. I'm so glad you're home."

We walk in the kitchen, and as I am serving up our dinner he asks me what I want to drink.

"I'll just have some water" I tell him, and he gives me a funny look.

"Are you feeling OK? You always have wine with dinner."

"I'm fine—I just want a glass of water."

We chit chat through dinner—he tells me what he was doing in Portland— setting up a security system for a client in Portland and had to train the security people on how to use it. He didn't say who it was; just that he was a Judge and had been receiving threats since he starting presiding over a high profile case a few weeks ago.

We finished dinner and I told him I had a surprise for him, and handed him a gift wrapped box.

He looked at me with a quizzical look on his face and then opened the box.

It was a little onesie and it read "Daddy's fishing buddy" on the front. I thought it was appropriate considering how he proposed to me.

His eyes were as big as saucers and when he looked at me he had the biggest smile on his face.

"Really? You're pregnant? We're having a baby?" He shouts. I nod at him, and he picks me up, twirling me around the kitchen, laughing and hugging me at the same time.

"I'm gonna be a daddy!" He exclaims. "How far along are you?"

"Well, the doctor said I'm about 4-5 weeks along. I'm thinking it happened on our weekend getaway. I just found out this week. Tuesday I was in town shopping, and when I walked in the coffee shop, the smell made me so nauseas that I barely made it to ladies room. I came home and took a pregnancy test, and it was positive. I called Dr. Greene and made an appointment and saw her Wednesday, and she confirmed it. Look in the bottom of the box."

He takes out and envelope and opens it and takes out the ultrasound picture of Baby Sawyer.

He stares at it, with a look of wonder on his face, and very slowly I can see his eyes start to tear up a little. He hugs me as tight as he can, and whispers "Thank you, Ana. Thank you" in my ear.

2 months later

I can't believe Luke and I are getting married today. These last 3 months have flown by. I let Barb take care of all the arrangements—Luke and I decided on the menu, the cake, the flowers, and invitations, and told her what we wanted and she handled it all for us.

Kate and I chose our dresses at the shop in Vancouver, although I have had to have my altered a bit since I now have a tiny baby bump.

Luke asked Jason to be his best man, and he happily accepted, and Ava will be our flower girl.

We only invited a handful of people to the wedding— Luke's parents and his older brother, a few close friends from our work; Lisa, my therapist, and Hannah-we have stayed in touch and meet up for lunch when I have to go to Seattle for whatever reasons.

I asked Luke how he felt about inviting Grace and Carrick, and he was fine with it. I divorced their son, not them, and I have stayed in touch with Grace all along-she will always be my mother.

Speaking of my mother, Carla tried to reach out to me last month and make amends. Apparently she was sitting in some doctor's office, and saw an old copy of a gossip rag on the table, and our divorce was on the front page. She wanted to call and talk to me, since she "knew how it felt to be divorced" and felt that we could repair our relationship since we now had something in common. Since she didn't have my new phone number she called my dad, who just happened to be visiting us for the weekend. When I refused to talk to her, my dad respected my wishes and ended the conversation, asking her to not contact me again. He also didn't say anything about our upcoming wedding either.

It's time.

I am now standing at the back of the garden at the B&B with my dad, waiting for Ava, Kate, and Jason to take their places at the altar; then my dad and I begin to slowly walk down aisle, and I can't keep from smiling; I am so happy. Luke looks so handsome in his suit, and the smile on his face tells me how happy he is and how much he loves me.

When we get the altar, my dad smiles and kisses me on the cheek, telling me he loves me and I take my place next to Luke, ready to begin our new life together.

4 years later

I'm standing in the airport in Portland with my daughter in my arms and holding my son's hand as we wait for Luke to arrive. He has been in Washington DC for the past 2 weeks at a cyber security seminar for the FBI, and the kids and I wanted to surprise him and pick him up instead of waiting for him to drive home later tonight.

We have been blessed with 2 beautiful children. Our son, Matthew Raymond Sawyer was born 1 week late after a long 20 hours of labor. I was exhausted, but when Dr. Greene put my little bundle of joy in my arms I forgot about everything I had gone through. He is the exact image of his father—blonde hair and blue eyes. Luke was in the delivery room with me the entire time and Dr. Greene had him cut the umbilical cord. I will never forget the look of pride on his face as he held his son for the first time.

Our daughter came along 2 years later, and we named her Melissa Katherine Sawyer, after Luke's little sister, who was killed in a car accident when she was 16, and her Godmother, Kate. Luke almost had to deliver her. I had the world's fastest labor with Melissa, and Luke barely got me to the hospital in time. He had just gotten his scrubs on and rushed into the delivery room when she made her appearance. She is my mini-me—brown hair and blue eyes, and she has her daddy wrapped around her little pinkie.

2 toddlers, 2 years apart keeps me on my feet. I am now a full time mom until the kids start school. I thought I could work part time but that just didn't work. I refused to hire a nanny to take care of our children, so I will wait until they are older before I start back to work, or maybe I'll write a book. I haven't made up my mind.

My son's excited voice pulls me out of my thoughts, and I see my handsome husband walking towards us, a broad smile on his face. I let go of Matthew's and he runs to his dad, yelling "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" and Luke bends down and scoops him up in his arms, hugging and kissing him. As he gets closer to us and Melissa sees him she starts wiggling in my arms and reaches out to her daddy to hold her. Her little voice squeals in delight as he takes her in his arms and blows raspberries on her neck and kisses her chubby cheeks. He leans over and kisses me, and I smile and tell him welcome home. He holds Melissa in one arm and carries his bag in his other hand, and I hold Matthew's hand as we walk out to the waiting car service to take us to the hotel where we are staying tonight. Once I quit working we decided to get rid of the apartment we kept in Vancouver. Luke rarely has to stay overnight anymore, and if he does he gets a hotel for the night or stays with Jason and Gail.

We pile in the car and head to the Fairmont for the night, and will drive home tomorrow. We order room service and manage to get the kids to sleep shortly after dinner and their baths.

I take a quick shower and put on some sexy lingerie and wait for Luke to come to bed. When he walks in the bedroom and sees what I'm wearing, he gives me a wicked smile before stripping off his clothes and climbing into bed with me.

"I have missed you, Mrs. Sawyer. "

CPOV same day

One more stop and I can finally go home. I've been in Taiwan for the last 2 weeks, then 3 days in New York, and now Portland. I hate coming here—it brings back horrible memories, so I usually make Ros handle any business we have down here, but she has meetings all day and couldn't take the time to come down for the day. I am walking through the airport on my way to the car when I see a mane of long brown hair that stops me in my tracks.

Fuck. It's Ana. I haven't seen her since she walked out of Dr. Martensen's office years ago. She takes my breath away. She is beautiful. I just stand there staring, taking in her beauty. Only after a few minutes do I realize she is holding a beautiful little girl in her arms—it must be her daughter because she looks just like Ana. What a beautiful site, mother and daughter. I cannot tear my eyes from her. I stand behind a pillar so she doesn't see me staring at her. Just then I see and hear a little boy running across the room, shouting "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy" and I follow him as he runs right into his father's arms. Luke. His son. Ana's son. Their son.

He picks up his son and hugs him and kisses his cheek. They are both smiling. He walks towards Ana and her daughter reaches out for him and I can hear laughter from her as Luke blows on her neck and she wraps her tiny arms around his neck and kisses him back. Then he leans in and kisses Ana. My Ana. I just stand there, staring as this beautiful scene unfolds in front of me. I see the love they have for their children; the love those children have for their parents, and the love their parents have for each other. I watch as they walk out of the airport. Together. A family. Their family.

That should be MY family. That should be MY son, calling ME Daddy. That should be MY daughter, giggling, and hugging ME. Ana should be MY wife, kissing ME, and it should MY family walking out the door with ME.

But it's not. I fucked it all up. I realize now just how much I lost. I not only lost Ana, but I lost the chance to have THAT—a family that loves me unconditionally. I want that now. It's not too late. I can have that with my wife.

Except she doesn't want kids. We agreed to not have kids. Neither of us wanted them when we got married. But if I can change, I'm sure she can. I'll tell her I have changed my mind, and have my vasectomy reversed. We can have our own family.

CPOV 1 month later.

It's been a month since I saw Ana. I wanted to see if the my new found feelings about having kids would go away- if it was just a reaction to seeing Ana and her kids, but after a month the desire to have kids was still there, so I decided to sit down and discuss it with Meredith. She was not receptive to the idea at all. She pointed out that we agreed to not have kids before we got married, and she wanted to know what changed my mind. I didn't know what to tell her; I couldn't tell her it was because I saw Ana, so I lied and told her it had been on my mind for a while, after seeing Ava and EJ with Kate and Elliot, and the fact that Kate was pregnant again. I told her it made me realized what we were missing by not having kids.

She told me that having kids was not an option. She did not want them, and wouldn't change her mind. I told her to think about it, and I would change the pre nup if she would agree. That made matters worse. She stormed out of the house and stayed with her sister for a few days before coming back. I thought if she had time to think about it more she would come around to the idea, but she didn't. For the next month I kept pushing the issue with her, and I finally pushed her over the edge. I came home from work one day and she was gone. There was a note on my dresser, along with her wedding and engagement rings. It was Deja-vu…just like when Ana moved out and left her rings on my dresser. Meredith's clothes and personal things were gone too. As I was standing in the bedroom, reading her note Reynolds knocked on the door and told me there was someone here to see me.

I walked into the great room and a man I have never seen walked up to me "Are you Christian Grey?" he asked.

"Yes I am. Who are you?"

He hands me an envelope and says "You've been served" and walks to the elevator.