Summary: Cannon. How is life for Ana and Christian after 50 Shades Freed? How will the family grow until they have their half a dozen kids? Or "The Half a Dozen," as the media likes to call them.

Disclaimer: I'm not E. L. James, I don't own her characters or any recognizable lines, I only own my imagination and his fanfic. There's no intention in inflicting any copyright.

Thanks to my friend SofiEvan for being by beta!

Chapter 1: We´re going to be parents

First… some dates:

Day they met: May 10, 2011

Wedding date: July 30, 2011

Day Ana got pregnant: August 12, 2011

Ted's birth: May 16, 2012 (39 weeks and 5 days of pregnancy)

November 12, 2011 (Saturday)

APV

"Do you still have the newest picture of our baby blip with you?" He asks me, pointing at my purse with his jaw, as he gets in the main living area.

"Yes. Why do you ask?" I answer suspiciously as I walk back from the kitchen after having taken my prenatal vitamins. On Tuesday we went to our appointment with Dr. Greene. We found out the baby is a boy and Christian was so exited of being able to see the ultrasound.

"Ana, baby, you're three months pregnant already. And it's beginning to slightly show. In two weeks it's going to be obvious to everyone you have the cutest Mummy's belly in the world".

When he says 'cutest Mummy's belly' in the world' my eyes water. He can tell I'm about to cry so he puts his arms around me. "What's wrong, baby? We can break the news to our family next weekend or the other if you're not ready." I love how he says our family when his talking about his family. I love it so much that I begin to sob. Holy shit, the hormones are about to drive me crazy, I don't know how Christian can stand me and how are we going to survive to the next 6 months. I hate it when I have one of those emotional days.

"´s nothing. Just the hormones making me act like a crybaby. Did you know your love makes me feel the luckiest, happiest person in the world?" I don't give him time enough to answer, just in case he screws it up, and keep on talking. "It does. You make me feel so cherished. Say 'cutest Mummy's belly' again, please."

He laughs softly, lowers his head until it's leveled with my belly, softly presses his lips against my t-shirt, says "cutest Mummy's belly" and kisses the spot in which his lips are. I take his head between my hands and lead his lips to mine. He kisses my sweetly and when I try to deepen the kiss he shakes his head and says "No, no. We are meant to go to my parents' house." I pout, so he lets his lips touch mine one more time for a brief moment and then he takes my hand and leads me to the elevator.

"Christian?" I say once we are inside the car, Taylor on the driver's seat.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"I don't think I'll be able to tell Kate our baby boy is due to May, more specifically to the month in which my up-until-now friend and Elliot are planning to get married."

He chuckles and tells me "Don't worry Mrs. Grey, I'll break the bad news to your best friend."

"Thanks."

"Hmm… when I say that I have good news for everyone else, brace yourself, because I'm going to say 'we're going to be parents.'"

"'We're going to be parents.' Those words are music to my ears."

"Except you want to be the one to say it."

"No, that's ok. You break the news to your parents and I'll break them to mine."

After lunch, while we're still sitting at the table, Christian interrupts everyone's conversation by saying "We have important news." Grace has a big smile on her face now; she knows what we are about to tell. "More specifically, we have bad news for Kate and then good news for everyone else. "

"Keep talking, Grey." Kate says with a frown.

"Bad news is that you can't get married on May because of the baby." He says with a big grin that only mirrors mine.

"Don't get married on May? Don't bullshit me, Grey. What baby? Oh!" Suddenly she understands and stares at me and my wide, stupid grin.

I can feel Christian's eyes on me, so I look at him with tearful eyes and a huge grin plastered on my face. "We're going to be parents" he says. It takes some effort, but I hold my tears back and suddenly I'm being embraced by Kate.

After everyone warmly congratulates us, Elliot says "I have to call the wedding planner. And… Mom? Can we get married here in… let's say… March ok for you, babe?" he finishes looking at Kate, who nods in response. I think she's going to cry if she says another word, and that sets me off. As I try to hide my tears, Christian laughs and hugs me.

"Oh, Ana" Kate sobs.

"Sorry." I mumble. "The hormones are about to drive me crazy. I don't know if I'll stand them for another six months."

"So you're three months pregnant?" Mia asks and I nod as an answer.

"Speaking of…" Grace says "is it a boy or a girl?"

"A baby boy." Christian says with a proud smile that makes me giggle.

"Since when do you know you're pregnant?" Kate asks me once we're alone on the backyard, walking at a slow pace.

"September. A couple of days after my birthday."

"Wow. Who would have thought that you guys would decide to have a kid being so young. Hold on." She suddenly stops walking. "You weren't pregnant when you got married after all, were you?"

"No, Kate!"

"So you did look for the child?"

"Hmm… No?"

"You didn't? So you did get knocked up by accident… but once you were married. You both have a very special relationship." She laughs and resumes our stroll.

"Ha-ha. Very funny."

"So when I told you we were getting married in May you already knew… When that bastard kidnapped Mia and attacked you, you were pregnant!"

"Yes, but the baby is all right. Do you think Jack would still be alive if it were otherwise? I mean, Christian would have killed him. And, to the matter of your wed, to my defense, I was already pregnant when you got engaged."

"When… did you… you know… got pregnant? Do you know?"

"Sometime when we were in France, I think."

"That'd be all the sex. You know contraceptive methods are meant to fail one every a thousand times or so…" She laughs and I smack her.

"Then get yourself checked because you're probably pregnant, too."

"Not funny! I'm not even married! This wouldn't be the best timing."

"Talk to me about it." I mutter, remembering the aftershocks of telling Christian about the baby.

"Oh, well. But it's more than obvious that you both are happy about it" she says and then looks at me. It must be clear in my face that I'm not having happy thoughts right now because she stops walking one more time and says "What's wrong Ana?"

"Nothing."

"Don't be silly. Tell me."

"He… wasn't that happy at first… We had a fight… He was so worried about being a father. Well, he still is. With his early upbringing and his shitty biological mother… no doubt he went nuts. I was expecting him to react badly. It was just worst that I thought. But we are fine now." I smile, trying to reassure her. "More than fine. I promise."

"I hope that rich bastard treats you as you deserve… the beautiful woman that's giving him a child."

"He does. I promise."

"If he doesn't, I'll kick his butt."

"I'm not the same shy, intimidated woman that fell into his office more than half a year ago. Now I can defend myself. I'll kick his butt if the job needs to be done. He taught me to make my voice be heard, even if he didn't try to."

"I'm proud of you, Steel. I'm so excited! I'm going to be an Aunt!"

"Penny for your thoughts?" Christian asks me as Taylor drives as back to Escala.

"I was just remembering something I said to Kate. Have you noticed that since I met you I'm less… submissive? I used to let Kate and others bully me all the time, but then you came into my life with your barks and tried to hold be down… and you made me voice my thoughts and forced me to make my needs and opinions come clear. You tried to bully me so much that you got me into my nerves and I… detonated, for lack of a better word."

"Basically, I tried to make you my sub and I failed miserably… I'm glad. I haven't ever been so glad about making something wrong." He gently grazes his lips against mine. "I guess I'm a bad teacher."

"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that, Mr. Grey." I tell him, giving him a provocative look.

Thanks for reading! I'm already working on chapter number two.
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