I don't own 50 shades of grey.
Phoebe's POV
I watched my Dads debate; he was great, really showed the republican candidate up. His opponent called Douglas Parkman was a right wing fascist who was about 90 at least that's how old he looked, and acted, but of course he had right wing republican backing.
My father on the other hand was one of the most right winged democrats, which appealed to some of the more moderate republican and he should get most of the democrat backing. From the polling info that was available it certainly looked like my father was on for the win.
I had mixed feelings about my fathers hopeful new job. I didn't mind the extra publicity too much, I had some practice with being Christian Greys daughter, but the extra security was going to be a bitch.
I was in my Sophomore year at Yale, and one day I hoped to be a great lawyer. I know my father wants me to go into business with Teddy, but that was not going to happen, and one day I would have to try and explain that to my father. But for now, I would leave him to think that. Hopefully one of my younger sisters would do it and let me off.
8th November 2033
Christians POV
Finally it was Election Day. The constitution states that the Election Day is held on the first Tuesday of November after the first Monday of November. The rule was put in place so that the election would never be held on all Saints day.
Christian, Ana, Phoebe and Teddy went to vote together with the 2 younger girls. As Christian expected there was a lot of media coverage, the kids all done great and now it was just a waiting game.
The night finally arrived, and at 02:49am, Douglas Parkman called to concede his defeat to Christian.
"Congratulations Daddy" Iona threw her arms around me followed by the rest of my kids and Ana. I couldn't remember the last time we had a big family hug like this, but it felt nice. I glanced a the clock, not realising the time earlier.
"All right kids, time for bed" I pointed at the 2 younger girls.
"But Dad", Lucy shouted in protest I raised my eyebrow at her which was enough for both girls to race upstairs.
"And you two too," I looked a the older kids two kids, Phoebe was mid yawn, and gave me a cuddle before heading upstairs followed by Teddy.
"So Mr President" Ana whispered in my ear seductively "I think we should go to bed too".
I didn't correct my wife that it was President Elect until January; I just followed her to bed.
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