Hello and welcome to my new story. I have been working on putting another story together, but this little plot bunny would not stop bouncing around in my head, so I have put that to one side while I write this one or at least until Too Much is finished.

E L James owns everything fifty. I just like to put them through the ringer and play around with their lives.

As always, this story is Un-betered, so all mistakes are my own.

CPOV

"Mr Grey your brother is on the line," Andrea said, through the intercom.

"Put him through please."

I turned my chair around, looking to the city outside of the window. The light was starting to fade, just like my brother's voice when he spoke, as I struggled to hear him.

"What was that Elliot," I asked.

"It didn't work Christian."

"Shit, I'm sorry Elliot."

"You have nothing to be sorry about Christian. It just wasn't meant to be."

"We can try again," I told him quietly, not really sure I wanted to go through this again as every time the results came back negative, it was like I was losing a little piece of my brother.

From a young age, we knew that Elliot would have problems becoming a father and he was upfront with Kate when they met. She was all talk at the time that it didn't matter but then seeing all her friends becoming pregnant around her, her tune started to change.

My brother and I were adopted as children, my sister Mia too. We're close, incredibly so, and I would do anything for them.

Kate and Elliot discussed fostering and adoption, but Kate wanted to try something that would help her carry her own child and that was where I came in. IVF was mentioned but they needed a donor.

Elliot asked, well it was more Kate who asked if I would be that donor. They wanted someone they knew, someone who they knew didn't have any medical problems which may pass down to the child. When they turned to me and with not wanting any children of my own, I agreed.

"I don't know if I want to try again," Elliot said, bringing me from my thoughts.

"What!"

"Every time we fail, and Kate gets her period, she piles on the misery. I think the whole street heard her cries this morning. I try to comfort her, but she pushes me away as if I have no part in this, and I suppose I don't."

"Elliot."

"It's fine Christian. I just wish the one person who should be in this with me, didn't make me feel like an outsider. I know you're the donor but I'm her husband who will be the baby's dad, not some random guy she gets pregnant by. I know she's hurting but I am too."

"Where are you," I asked him.

"Just leaving the office. I haven't gotten any work done today, it's been a waste of time."

"Meet me at The Bridge."

"Fine" he sighed. "I think Kate has gone home to her parents for the evening, to tell them what a disappointment I am. I could do with a break and a few beers or ten."

I ended my call with Elliot, forcing myself not to call Kate. I know things are not working out for them, but she doesn't have to be such a bitch.

"Andrea, I'm leaving for the day," I told her, leaving my office. I had already informed Taylor, so he was waiting for me to leave.

"Where to sir," he asked when we were in the car.

"The Bridge. We might need to arrange for someone to take Elliot's car home, depending on how the night goes."

"I will have someone collect it," he told me, getting on his phone. Taylor knows nights out with my brother usually end up with neither of us being in any fit state to drive. They do lately anyway.

We were soon on our way to meet Elliot and I hoped that he was ok. The drive normally took about twenty minutes, but it was close to forty when we pulled up, having been stuck in evening traffic.

The Bridge was a sports bar, a place where Elliot and I come often for a beer and to watch whatever game they're showing. Mostly we choose here because it's the last place Kate would ever come again.

"Beer and I think another one for him," I said, seeing my brother's nearly empty glass.

"Coming up" Ben, our bartender said, as Elliot turned to me.

"What do you want Elliot," I asked him.

"Nachos, some dip."

"I meant what do you really want," I asked him again, smiling when a bowl of nachos appeared with our beers.

"What do I really want," he asked himself, picking both of his beers up, as I grabbed my own and the nachos, before making our way over to a table. "Do you know what Christian, I don't even know any more….I want to make my wife happy, I suppose have a family as well but all I do is give when Kate takes. We started as a team, but I always thought there was no I in team. I, is all I hear from Kate now. I am upset about this, I am angry about that. I knew she was a pampered princess when I met her, got anything she wanted from daddy. This is one thing she wants now that she can't have, one thing all of daddy's money can't buy her. I know it sounds selfish when I'm the reason she can't have what she wants but what about me. Shit, you don't need to hear this."

"I do, I really do bro. You're hurting, and I know if it was the other way around, you would do anything for me."

"I want to be a father but that doesn't necessarily mean my wife has to be pregnant for us to have a child. Look at us Christian, where would we be now if mum and dad felt like that."

"I know where I would be," I said, taking a long sip of my drink. In a box near my dead birth mother no doubt.

"We can have a family. We went through all the paperwork to adopt until she changed her mind. That is still an option, one we don't have to go through all this heartbreak for."

I could see how upset my brother was, but I think a lot of it was to do with Kate's attitude towards him, more than the fact he can't help her conceive.

We continued to drink as we watched the game on the large screen. Elliot's phone did ring but he ignored it before putting it on silent when it rang again.

"I need a night off" he grumbled, knocking the shots back he had just ordered.

"We're both having a night off, from babies and women," I told him.

"You need to get yourself a nice woman Christian, you work too hard."

"It would be nice, especially if a woman can see past my bank balance, to the real me. Not happened yet though" I told him.

"You're not still having trouble with Leila are you," he asked, as I gripped his arm when he nearly slid from his stool.

"No, a restraining order and threats of being sent to prison for stalking got rid of her," I said, laughing when I missed Elliot's arm this time and he ended up on his arse.

"Do I need to cut you off" Ben shouted across the room, amusement in his voice.

"Him, not me, he's pissed," Elliot said, pointing to me.

"Said the man who's on the floor."

"I was going for a piss and the floors slippy," he said, climbing up the stool as if he was a toddler holding onto furniture.

"Piss on my floor and I will ban you for life" Ryan The Bridge's owner said, coming from the back to clear some tables.

"You can't do that. This place is our only sanctuary from babies and bitches" Elliot said as he finally made it to the bathroom.

"Not sure who the baby is but I sure know the bitch," Ryan said.

Once, Kate had been in here and she had certainly left an impression.

We left the bar just after eleven, neither of us really able to stand. Despite the sore heads, we will have in the morning and no doubt the dry mouths, it was nice to see Elliot finally relax. Well, he did until we arrived at his home and said bitch was stood on the doorstep looking far from impressed.

"I would ask where you have been, but I won't bother" she spat as I helped my brother into their house, putting him down on the couch. "When I call, there is usually a reason, so it would be nice if you could answer. I was going to call Christian" she said, berating her husband.

"I would've ignored you too," I told her, taking a seat by my brother, so she couldn't.

"God look at you."

"Kate do us all a favour. Shut up and stop being a bitch."

My words stopped her in her tracks as her complaining was usually reserved for when they were alone. No wonder Elliot needed to escape

"Elliot, baby open your eyes," Kate said, finally calming down and perched herself on the edge of the coffee table in front of me.

"I'm tired Kate, really tired," he told her, and I could hear the emotion in his voice.

"I'm sorry. I need to tell you something and then you can sleep. Dr Greene's office called, they want us all to go in tomorrow about the latest test they did. I'm bleeding but it's not as bad as it has in the past. Maybe a little bleeding is normal, the egg implanting or something and I'm really pregnant. We didn't get the results because I started to bleed."

"I told you to wait for the results, but you said you knew."

"I was wrong," she said.

I nearly choked on my saliva at Kate admitting that just once, there was a chance she was wrong.

"Do you need to be here?" she asked me as if I had no part in this at all.

"No, I don't need to be, but I am. Elliot's not just physically tired, he's mentally exhausted from all the shit you put on his shoulders. You knew what you were getting into when you married him, so deal with it."

"Deal with it," she said, shock filling her face at my words. Elliot had passed out on the couch now, so she squared up to me. "I want a child."

"There is that I again. Elliot has spoken a lot about I tonight and none of it's about him. You're destroying my brother and you can't even see it. He would love nothing more in the world, than for you to have the child that you both want, but it's not happened."

"It might have," she said, her lip quivering now.

"If it has, then I'm happy for you. Either way, you need to look past you and to that man there before you lose him once and for all."

With that, I got up and left.

…

I hadn't slept very well, worrying more about my brother than any meeting we had to go through today. They had been through this before, come in to get the test results and be told, maybe next time. Never had I been asked to attend before though.

Getting out of the car, I made my way inside the building, not wanting to be seen loitering outside of a fertility clinic. I didn't have to wait long before Kate and Elliot arrived.

Elliot looked like I felt, hung over and in need of a bed. Kate though was all dressed up, make up perfect and not a hair out of place. A far cry from the woman I had seen last night. They gave Kate's name in before being told to take a seat.

"Should we be sat in here?" Kate said, looking to the other people in the room, none who were paying any attention to us.

"Why wouldn't we be."

"When we have come in here before, we have always been quickly moved into a room, not told to take a seat. Do you really want it getting out that Christian Grey was spotted in a fertility clinic?"

"At this moment in time Kate, I couldn't care less. Are you sure I'm needed here" I asked, still wondering why I had been asked to attend too? My job had been done months ago when my sample was handed over.

"Yes, they said your name too. Maybe they have used all the sample and want more" she laughed, although I saw no amusement in her comment.

I turned my head when I heard a child's laughter, seeing a man following his toddling son. He was here with a woman who was smiling at them both. She appeared by the way she touched her stomach, to be pregnant again or at least hoping she was. Kate was whispering to Elliot that, that could be them in nine months but from the look on his face, he just wanted her to shut up.

"Dr Greene won't be long" the receptionist called out to us before the main door opened.

It wasn't a family or a couple that came in this time, but a woman about Kate's age, who seemed to be on her own. She walked past us towards the desk, quietly giving her name.

There was something about her. I don't know what it was, but I couldn't look away. When she turned around to take a seat across the room from us, my breath faulted for a second as she smiled at the little boy.

"Not the place you come to find a date Christian" Kate said, loud enough so that everyone in the room could hear.

The woman across from us, obviously embarrassed by Kate's comment, looked anywhere but over here.

"Kate if you don't shut up, I'm leaving. You're embarrassing me and you're embarrassing yourself" I told her as she finally quietened.

"Mr Grey, Mr and Mrs Grey, do you want to follow me," Dr Greene said, coming from her office.

Instead of leading us back to her office, she led us into a conference room where we all took a seat at a large table.

"I will just be a moment," she said, disappearing from the room.

I thought Dr Greene had gone to get Kate's notes or something, but she came back in, followed by the young woman. I looked to Elliot, wondering why a stranger would be in the room, especially when discussing such private things.

"Dr Greene" Kate enquired but quietened when a man entered also.

This was all getting beyond a joke and I don't think I was the only one who was starting to wonder what the fuck was going on.

"This is Mr Shaw, he's a medical lawyer."

"Why do we need a lawyer," the woman asked. "Why are we all here."

She had asked the question we all wanted to know, as we turned to the doctor for answers.

"There has been a terrible mistake, a mix-up that was recently detected by the lab."

"What type of mix-up," Kate asked.

"On January eighteenth, you came in to have your eggs collected, as well as a semen sample was given," she told Kate. "The day the lab started your procedure, was the same day we started yours," she said, turning to the woman. "We're unsure at this stage of how it happened but the samples collected from you Mrs Grey were switched."

"Switched," Kate said, looking to everyone around the room before her eyes settled on this woman. "You implanted my eggs into her" she spat as if this was a dog, not a woman she was talking about. A woman who looked like she was about to pass out.

"No, it was only the donor's semen that was switched. The correct embryos were returned to you, but the semen they had been fertilised with, was from an anonymous donor. Mr Grey's was..."

Her words were cut off when Kate laughed as if anything about this was funny.

"It's a good job it failed then," Kate said, continuing to laugh but it was the gasp from across the room that stopped everyone in their tracks.

We all turned to the woman, seeing her hands placed protectively over her stomach. She wasn't the only one who felt sick now especially when Kate started shouting.

"NO no no, it's not fair."

"Kate calm down," Elliot told her, but she ignored him continuing her tirade.

"Just because you can't get a man, you have to resort to a designer baby when others struggle to conceive."

"ENOUGH" Dr Greene shouted but the woman had had enough, vomiting into her hands before rushing from the room.

"It's not fair… I want that baby" Kate said, before breaking down in tears.

"I know you're angry and I know sorry will not make anything better but taking your anger out on an innocent woman is the last thing you should be doing. She doesn't know your story, just like you don't know hers."

"Where did she go," I asked, walking towards the door.

Dr Greene stopped me, getting in my way.

"I will get someone to check on her and bring her back in. Please wait in here" she said before leaving the room.

Dr Greene was back within minutes, all the while the lawyer started sprouting shit. About suing the company and what would happen if we did. I ignored him though, numb as I thought about what had just happened

A woman was pregnant with my child. A woman who I didn't even know.

This was one complete cock- up. When I envisaged helping my brother out, this was the last thing on my mind, but reality had just hit us all in the face. A child was conceived but one, none of us had any right to see. That's what this man was saying anyway, facts I would be checking with my own lawyer.

The door opened about five minutes later, but it wasn't the woman coming back in, it was a sullen looking nurse.

"Mavis, where is she," Dr Greene asked. "If she's too upset, I can go and see her."

Mavis was shaking her head before she even spoke.

"I'm sorry Dr Greene, we've checked everywhere. She's gone."

Thank you for reading.

I do give myself a headache sometimes when I start researching things. I tried to find out if there were any instances like this happening, so I could find out from a law point of view how it would be approached with regards to if Christian had any parental rights. I found out about plenty of IVF mix-ups between couples which was shocking enough, but nothing like this.

Christian was the donor, so he signed his rights away to any child of Elliot and Kate's, but it didn't happen like that.

For now, I'm going with him having no rights to the child no matter who the mother is. I'm not sure if that would happen in real life but as this is fiction, I think I can get away with it.

That will all change when he meets the mother of his child, although he has to find her first.

This Kate has to be the worst I have written about and I don't see her redeeming herself anytime soon, if ever.

Until next time, take care

Caroline.