A/N: I will try to keep the repetitive issues in order. I just like to write from multiple points of views.

Ana

I knew the look in Kate's eyes when I said that the job was for Christian Grey. It was the look she got before a big breakthrough happened on a story that she was working on. She was on the verge of something golden and I was her ticket into the party.

"You what?" she gasped out after a minute.

"I took the job of being his daughters' nanny," I said.

"So the rumors of him having a child are true. I mean sure he's been seen out with one, but nothing really mentioned she was his. Wow, do you know what a front page article this could be. It could totally make my career," she was carrying on when I had to kind of nudge her back to reality.

"Kate, there is no story. I work for him. You will have to get your exclusive another way," I snap at her a little agitated that she was going on about this. I mean didn't she even stop for a moment and consider that this wasn't just about him, but a 7 year old girl as well. That was what bothered me the most.

"Steele, there has to be a reason why he hardly takes her out, I mean come on," she whines.

"I said no, I will not help you get your story. I have to get something's together for tomorrow," I say standing up and walking into my room. I wasn't going to take everything because I might need to come back here for some alone time or girls time. I wasn't ready to give up my whole life right now and this seemed like the one thing I could keep. I don't know how long a had been packing things or going through what I wanted to take with me, but I felt like someone was watching me.

"You're moving out," Kate asks stunned.

"Not totally, the position calls for me to live there. Yet, I find myself only taking what I need because I know this is the place that feels like home," I say as I walk over to her and hug her tightly.

"I do hope you don't become some high rolling snob on me," Kate says as she passes me a pint of Ben and Jerry's. I laugh because we spent a lot of late nights eating ice cream and stressing over our long days at school. She knew me not like a best friend, but a sister. They spent the rest of the night talking and making plans for the next week for school and just to hang out. I was dead set on not being locked up and away just because of my job.

I wasn't sure what time it was until banging on the front door woke me from my sleep. I pulled on my robe and went to answer the door. As I opened it I saw the kitchen clock read 6:00. I knew exactly who was on the other side on the door.

"Miss. Steele," Sawyer greeted me with a small nod.

"I am packed, just not dressed," I say looking between him and the door.

"Will 5 minutes be enough," he asks as he moves inside the door. Only thing I can do is nod. He shuts the door and stands there as I walk back into my room and get dressed in jeans and a blue sweater. I brush my hair quickly and pull it back into a ponytail. I grabbed my suitcase and overnight bag and head into the living room. Kate is standing there in her robe talking to Sawyer, but not getting much information out of him.

As the last of my things are placed into the trunk of the SUV, he slides into the driver's seat and begin talking to someone on the other end of his phone. I watch the Seattle sky as the sun is just barely rising. All the different reds, oranges and yellows just seem so bright at this time of the morning. I didn't even notice us pulling into the underground parking garage until I feel the car stopping.

"Miss. Steele," Sawyer says as he opens my door. He grabs my two bags and leads the way to the elevator. The ride up to the apartment was quiet. As the doors open a little body jumps into the elevator bright eyed and wide awake.

"You came back," Gracie says as she hugs onto me. Sawyer looks down at her and then at me and shakes his head.

"Great, now I have two look after the both of them," I hear him muttering as he exits the elevator with my belongings.

"So, what are you doing up so early," I ask as she holds my hand and we walk off the elevator together, getting a weird look from her dad as we walk into the great room.

"Gracie, what are you doing up," he asks surprised by it I guess.

"I wanted to be ready when Ana came over here this morning," she squeaks out blushing at her admission. I feel bad for her being put on the spot like that.

"Miss. Grey, your breakfast is ready," Mrs. Jones says as she comes into the room.

"Yes, ma'am. Are you going to eat with us?" she questions me. I don't want to hurt her feelings by saying no so I just nod to her and let her pull me toward the kitchen.

Gracie is seated on the barstool between her father and me. Mrs. Jones places plates of pancakes and eggs in front of each of us. I see some fresh fruit and reach for it at the same time that Mr. Grey does and our hands touch. I feel a tingling sensation shooting through my hand as I pull it away quickly.

"Sorry," I whisper.

"No need to be sorry, we will be eating together for some time so its okay," he says as he pushes the bowl towards me after taking some grapes. I grab a few strawberries and some orange slices before pushing it back in the middle of the counter.

"Where does everyone else eat?" I ask.

"The staff has their own quarters on the other side of the apartment," he says as he turns the page of his newspaper.

"I am staff, so should I be eating there," I ask blushing a little out of embarrassment.

"No, daddy," Gracie shouts as she pushes her plate away from in front of her.

"Gracie, don't shout at me. I think I already told you that Miss. Steele was welcomed to eat with us as long as you behaved. Please settle down, and I am not asking finish your breakfast," Mr. Grey says as he pushes the plate back in front of her. Mrs. Jones has re-entered the room. I push my chair out and begin to pick up my plate.

"I can do that, Miss. Steele," she says as she reaches for my plate.

"I can wash up my dishes," I say as I try to take back my plate.

"Miss. Steele, may I have a word with you in my study," Mr. Grey says as he is now standing up looking directly at me.

"Fine," I say following him to his study feeling like a child being called into the principal's office.

"I think we need to get something's cleared up," he says as he sits down.

"Like what," I snap as I sit down. He looks like I just hit him, but before he answers he shakes his head.

"You are not just a member of my staff. I think you already know my daughter considers you her friend so long as she wishes for you to be with us you will be here. Next, Mrs. Jones job is housekeeper, she cooks and cleans. That is her job. If you would like to cook something or bake something please clear it with her. I don't want you to feel out of place here at all, this is now your home as much as the rest of us," he says as he looks at me.

"Yes, sir," I say.

"Okay, you will be going with Gracie over to my parent's house for the weekend. She spends three weekends at their house and I have her here the last weekend of the month. I have a friend that comes and stays with me during the time she spends at my parent's house," he says as he puts a few files in his case.

"I will always be going with her," I ask.

"If they decide you aren't needed you are welcome to come back here. I do though hope for this weekend you would stay with her. I don't know if you know this or not, but Gracie is a smart child. She just has a hard time making friends, but with you she hit it off with you the moment you sat down with her. I am hoping havin you here will help her out of her shell," he says as he stands up.

"Yes, sir," I say again. I walk out of the study to be greeted by Gracie with her ear up against the door. "I see you," I say as I reach out to get her, but she runs off. I decide to chase after her only to rush into Taylor.

"Miss. Steele," he says as he reaches down to help me up.

"I am so sorry, I was trying to catch Gracie," I stutter out as I see Mr. Grey staring intently at us.

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Christian

I knew that telling Miss. Steele about Gracie would help her better understand my daughter, but I wasn't just yet ready to let her know all about my sordid lifestyle and how fucked up I was. Gracie liked her as a friend and she needed one badly so for her sake I wasn't going to scare this one away. Plus there was something more to this woman than meets the eye. The way she says, "yes, sir" just makes my groin throb. I mean she might just be what I needed, but I couldn't have her.

I am stunned to see Miss. Steele on the floor and Taylor helping her up. Just the thought of his hands holding hers make me mad. He looks up at me and catches my eye. There was nothing going on between them, but still his hands.

"That girl is a tricky one to catch," I say as she turns around to look at me.

"I am finding that out," she says as we both catch sight of Gracie being lead back into the area by Sawyer. He seemed out of breath.

"I caught her just before she left, sir," he says as I look to Gracie who just has a smirk on her face and one eyebrow arched at me testing me to see what I would say.

"Very well, I think it is time to get going," I say letting the whole mess go.

"Come on, Ana," Gracie shouts as she grabs Ana's hand and rushes back out the entry way that Sawyer just ushered her through. I had my work cut out for me. Ana would be the death of me.

Sawyer drove Miss. Steele and Gracie to school, while Taylor drove me to work. My mind was mile elsewhere when I looked out the window of my office to see that it was almost dark. I packed up my things and went down to meet Taylor in the garage. My weekend would be starting in just a few hours. I could wash myself of Anastasia Steele and bury myself deep within Laura.

When I got home I went up to my room and changed my clothes. I went to my playroom and found Laura kneeling in her position waiting for me. I felt my cock begin to stiffen at the thought of gaining some control over her. I begin my pulling her up by her braid and then leading her to the brown leather bench and handcuffing her into place. I had a dead hard on and would need several activities to get rid of it, but my mind kept going to the brown haired blue eyed woman in charge of my daughter. Shit, this was going to be a long weekend.

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Ana

It has been two weeks since I started working for Christian Grey and they have been the best and the worst two weeks of my life. I enjoying working with his daughter, but he seems cold and distant at times that it scares me sometimes. Then at night I hear screaming coming from his room, but no one ever mentions it. I have spent time with both Jose and Kate, but not as much as I would like to have. I am currently waiting for Gracie with Sawyer to get out of school.

We will be heading to Grace and Carrick's house for the weekend. They are such wonderful people and very loving parents. I really like them. The way they treat Gracie you can tell just how important she is to them. They don't talk much about Mr. Grey except when their other children are Mia and Elliot is around. I like the two of them. They are both so very different than Mr. Grey.

"Ana, darling how are you doing this afternoon." Grace asks as I step out of the SUV. I give her a big smile as I take Gracie's hand and help her out of the SUV.

"Yes, I did. Although school was such a bore," I say with a slight smug smile.

"I bet it was that English teacher," she says as she laughs. I had told her on many accounts how boring the same lecture he gave over and over. She told me of how everybody usually has at least one redundant teacher over the course of their schooling. She told me a story about one of her medical professor's who was so old and boring that all his students passed his class whether they showed up or not. We both had a good laugh about it. She was someone that I just connected with.

Gracie had led me up to her room. We shared the room which was fine by me, but Mr. Grey didn't like the idea at first. Yet, his 7 year old out tricked him into thinking it was his idea. His mom and I had a good laugh at how well she can get into his mind and change his words. There were two twin beds in the room with, a nightstand separating them, a desk, and a nice flat screen on the wall. I used the desk most of the time to work on my school work while Gracie would either spend time outside with her grandparents or lie on the bed reading.

"Grandma, I don't feel good," she said as she let go of my hand. I had noticed that she was warm, but thought nothing of it. Grace put her hand on her forehead and then went to pick her up, but Gracie reached for me instead. I could feel them silent plea from Gracie so I picked her up and carried her into the house. Grace led us to a small room off of the kitchen that looked like her study.

"Here, set her down right her," she said motioning for me sit her on a table, but before I could do that Gracie reached over the side of my arm and threw up. Luckily for me she only got my shoes, which I think she was trying to avoid getting it on me. She began to sob into my shoulder and dry heave. I held her tightly to me gently rocking her back and forth until she calmed down.

"Why don't we take her to the bath? I ran a cool bath for her in her room. I think it would be best that if she is sick that you wouldn't stay here," Grace said with a small smile. I knew she didn't want me to leave, but she didn't want me ill either. I carried her up to the bath and quietly told her good-bye and went back into the room where Grace was waiting.

"I will take good care of her Ana. If it wasn't the flu or a bug I would say stay, but I don't think you want sick with finals and what not coming up," she says softly.

"No, I wouldn't want to miss any of that. I just feel bad for leaving her sick like this," I honestly say.

"I know you do, but I think right now she would want you well and not sick," she says smiling. I nod as I pick up my overnight bag and book bag and head downstairs where Mia was just coming into the house.

"Ana, where are you going," she asks questionably.

"Gracie is sick and I am just going to head back to the apartment to study," I say as Sawyer comes into the room.

"Oh, I thought we would have a girl's weekend, but I guess with Gracie out studying is more fun," she says with a smirk. I laugh as Sawyer takes my things from me. I hug her good-bye and promise to set up a lunch date for the next week. I feel a little awkward heading back to the apartment, but Kate isn't home and I don't want to be at the apartment by myself.

Sawyer calls ahead and lets Taylor know I am coming back and to tell Mr. Grey that Gracie was ill, but his mother was taking care of her. As we head back into town Sawyer stops off at a Starbucks and gets me a Caramel Mocha Frappe, my favorite drink. I am amazed at how relaxed he is just to stop off and do something like that without a hundred questions being asked. As he pulls into his spot in the garage I notice a red car of some sorts in the farthest spot belonging to Grey. Great I just remembered his friend would be here. I would finally find out the mystery of Mr. Grey gay or not. Ugh! Kate would kill to be me right now.

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