Chapter 4

'Push Ana!'

'No, no, I cant! I cant do this…I cant do this by myself…ahhhhhhhhhhh!'

'Good girl Ana…that's it once more'

'Ahhhhhhhhh!'

A baby's cry replaces my screams.

'He's here!'

'Is he ok?'

'He's perfect'

I slump back against the bed, trying to slow my breathing.

'Can I see him?'

'Here you are mommy'

The nurse places my son in my arms and at once the pain is gone. He is here. This is what I have been waiting for, not just for the past months…but my whole life. I use the towel he is wrapped in to clean some of the blood. His cries dim into gentle whimpers. I kiss his forehead and he opens his eyes. And then I am looking into the eyes of Christian Grey…and the tears come.