The Grey's were gathered around the dining room table enjoying their evening meal. Mia chatted excitedly about a new dress that she wanted whilst Grace listened intently. Elliot was shoving his food down his throat as quickly as possible, Carrick was flicking through the day's papers and Christian was as quiet as usual.

After Mia finishes chatting silence crept upon the table again. Grace looked around, all of her children and her husband now distracted. She sighed to herself before pushing her food around her plate. Every meal time she felt as though her children didn't need her anymore. It was times like this she really saw how grown up and independent they were. Elliot almost 17 and had his own social life meaning he was hardly ever home. Christian had just turned 15 and was so closed off. Grace worried a lot about him. Mia was now 10 and her personality had just blossomed. She really was a force to be reckoned with.

A knock on the dining room door disturbed the family as all of their heads popped up. One of their security men entered the room.

"Sorry to interrupt your meal but there's a young girl at the front door and she's adamant she won't leave until she's seen Elliot." He said, his eyes quickly drifting to Elliot.

"Show her in please Harvey," Grace said smiling. She stood up and brushed her skirt off preparing for their guest.

A young brunette girl walked in, her arms clutching a bundle of blankets. Elliot quickly stood up, obviously recognising her.

"Beth, what are you doing here?" he asked. He hadn't seen her for almost 7 months after she decided she didn't want him in her life anymore.

"Please don't hate me," She whimpered. "But I can't do this."

She walked over to him and passed the bundle into his arms. He peered into the cap at the top of the blankets and gasped. A small face was huddled in the blankets, completely at peace whilst they slept. He stared at the baby before looking back up at his ex-fling. He could tell by the pained expression in her eyes that she was having an internal battle. She loved her baby like a mother should, but she just couldn't be a young mother.

"Don't let her go into care. She deserves so much more. She deserves everything you can give her." Her voice catching as she stroked the baby's cheek.

She turned to the rest of the family who were gaping at the situation before them. She reached into her bag and placed a manila envelope in front of Carrick. He didn't need to ask what was inside, he just nodded slightly. She glanced once more at her baby before making her way out of the door.

Once she had disappeared Elliot stared down at his daughter. Tears welled up in his eyes as he realised what had just happened. He wasn't ready to be a father. He was only 16. His eyes directed to the person he needed the most right now. His voice came out like a broken child's.

"Mum."

Elliot stared at his mother, his body in a state of shock. He needed help, he needed his Mum. But Grace just stared right back at him. She couldn't believe this. Her boy, her baby boy was a father. She knew he was popular with girls but she never knew he was having sex.

Elliot took cautious steps towards Grace. He was petrified of dropping the baby. Once in front of her he gestured his arms forward. Grace snapped out of her shocked state and took the baby into her expert hands. She took a peek at the still sleeping baby and then back at her eldest son. His eyes still glistened with tears as he shook his head.

"No. She can't do this to me. She can't." His voice trembled as he continued to shake his head. He then turned and ran through the door into the hallway. Carrick shouted after him but he ran towards the front door. He burst through the large oak door and came out on the front porch steps.

"Beth!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. His eyes searched frantically for her down the long drive way but she was no where to be seen. He jumped down the steps onto the gravel drive way. He continued to run until he reached the large iron gates at the end of the driveway. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he caught his breath. His eyes darted around once again but he couldn't find her.

Beth! Don't you dare do this to me! No!" He screamed once again as his tears finally fell from his eyes. His legs gave in and he sank to the floor, his arms still clutching the gate.

He sat on the floor and started sobbing. He couldn't do this. He didn't want to do this. He was always so careful; he made sure protection was used. Why didn't she tell him?! How could she keep a secret like this from him?! He had so many things he wanted to do. Finish high school, college, get a job and meet a nice girl. Then he was going to have kids. Not now.

Elliot didn't know how long he was sat out there for but he eventually heard someone's feet crunching against the gravel that covered the driveway. A hand ran through his blonde curly hair. He knew automatically who it was. He'd recognise that soft touch anywhere.

"Mummy," he whimpered. He felt two arms wrap around him and he leant into her touch.

"I'm here sweet boy. You stupid sweet boy." She whispered as she clutched her son closer to her chest. She sat there with him for a while, stroking his hair and rocking him back and forth whilst he wept.

When she started to lose feeling in her knees she gently pushed Elliot away.

"Come on. We can't sit out here all night. There's a tiny baby girl waiting for you." She said softly as she pushed herself up gracefully. She held her hands out for him and he took them. He clutched his mother's hand as they walked back up the driveway, back towards his new born daughter.