Ok I know I just posted last night but I worked on this hard from this last night til now. I wanted to make this a great chapter again, I should mention I am working on this the trainer and a lions devotion as well, to say the least, my imagination is in overdrive. In the mean time, enjoy. Ps all mistakes are mine, I don't own fifty shades of grey. Thanks and I welcome negative as well as positive feedback. Thanks

Chapter 6

Ana P.O.V.

I went into the office Dr. Trevillion-Grey, and waited I was getting stared at from all the girls and whispers too, like "that's her"

"The poor girl" the one that stung the most. "I would have killed the babies and not asked for help." By that one I heard the nurse say my name as I got up, all the women and men who saw my story watched me get up and walk into the doctor's office. Dr. Trevillion-Grey, came in shortly after, "so what's this I hear about a story you posted?" She asked. I shook my head,

"I post videos or pictures on Instagram or snapchat about my everyday life and I do it to get work, and it works but I left my phone at home so I don't know what I'm walking into when I get home. Dr. Trevillion-Grey, gave me a pat on the shoulder. "I'm glad you keeping the babies." I sighed.

"I'm not." I replied the weight of Kate's words of her wanting me to keep then stuck but I was still unsure.

"What do you mean? I don't understand." Dr. Trevillion-Grey asked. I explained what Kate had said the night before. By the time I. Was finished I was in tears. "Oh honey, that way to much stress to put on a person, why would she think that was ok? And buying a crib even before you are ready? What was that woman thinking? Do you still want to give the children up?" A sob escaped from my mouth. She came in and stop being a doctor and became a mother, "poor child, it's ok, you are depressed and have so much on your shoulders I would take you in but I love to far from the city plus it would be a breech of my confidentiality agreement from Doctor to Patient." I was still sobbing I didn't hear a word of it.

"Christian has a few spare rooms, you are not his patient, maybe we can work something out with him. Let me go talk to him." With that she left the room. I laid down on the exam table still sobbing, just as I looked across I saw something, a knife. I was in a doctor's of course knives were used, or maybe I was dreaming. I looked at it, my twins would die as would I. I did want to live anymore, I looked at the notepad on the doctor's desk. And wrote a note, as I was half way through the door opened "I just Christian" she looked to me then the knife then the notepad. "That should be in here, nurse?" She called out, she looked at me and took it from me, more like prided it out of my hand. The nurse came and was shocked that an operation knife had made it into her office, she took it away and I got back up onto the exam table. As I did Dr. Trevillion-Grey. Put some blue jelly on my now little bump and got out the wand for the ultrasound. "Ok so let's take a peek, oh ok, look there is flutter number one and beside her is...there it is, flutter number two." I pushed myself up onto my elbows.

"If I had my phone I would record this moment, but two, what am I going to do?" I asked out loud knowing I hadn't said anything but Kate and mine conversation about the babies.

"Move in with Christian, he is taking the rest of the day off to help you pack, I know that little twit you call a friend is at the hospital and Ana all you need right now is an unbiassed opinion. Not an emotional basket case like Dr. Kathryn Kavanagh." She was right since I told her a week ago about the babies she has been clingy almost to the point where she was encouraging me to keep the babies, I knew I couldn't my budget was screaming no, the fact I was in the doctor's office uninsured meant I was going to have a bigger bill afterwards. I kept thinking about the bottom line, I didn't want to have these babies. I didn't want to pick out names for them. But I knew I didn't want to be waddling around bottom half naked and barefoot.

"What you thinking about sweetheart?" She asked.

"Thinking about what life would be like when I get closer to delivery?" Dr. Trevillion-Grey let out a small laugh,

"Sweetheart you will be so big and beautiful I won't care if you came in your best looking sweatpants and sandals, by the looks of things your due date will be February 27th or at least we think that might be it, babies have this wonderful way of coming earlier than thought. Or later." She giggled at her own joke. I looked at as she put the wand away and handed me a tissue to wipe the gel off my belly. I did, at three months almost now four months pregnant I was starting to show.

"Is this normal?" Pointing to my belly, which had grown, she nodded,

"Most common thing in pregnancy is weight gain. Don't worry eat healthy, exercise, and move into Christian's place and you will be fine, Christian is the most relaxing person to be with, he will keep you safe even when this case goes to trail" she looked up from her notes, "you haven't talked to anybody since that night right? Like police officers?"

"Yeah an Officer Taylor talked to me." I had to get to the point.

"I think it's best you talk to him again because if not the case may never make it to trail and we want this creep to go away, or get help." I hung my head just as I was about to answer Christian walked in pulling his leather coat on over his shoulders, "ready Ana?" I nodded I didn't want to leave Kate's house but really she was too much and Dr. Trevillion-Grey was right I needed a place to clear my head and I didn't want to be alone.

Christian drove me straight home as we pulled up he noticed something familiar on our street, "I wonder why my brother is here?" We both got out and I walked up to my door and it was already unlocked, we walked in and two men looked up at me one was Elliot the other I didn't realize. I froze.

"Oh hey Ana, Kate said you changed your mind so I brought my foremen Paul over to help me build this thing for you. I hope your ok with that?" I nodded, the fact a strange man was in my living room was so not ok. I didn't want them there until Christian came up the stairs and looked into the living room and saw what was going on, he paled as well as the Paul guy.

He turned to me and whisper in my ear, "go to your room and lock the door." I looked at him, "do as I say" he repeated. I moved and I moved into my room and shut the door, as I did I looked around my room looking for anything out of place, my dresser once housed my panties now was open and it looked like somebody had touched them.

"Christian!" I screamed and opened the door only Paul stood there, I was now scared for my life, I looked to him and there he was.

"So miss Ana Steele of WSU is carrying my twin girls." He walked over to the door I was about to slam it shut again when he grabbed it and push it open, "how convenient." He walked into my room.

"Paul!" He and I heard from the hallway from Elliot calling out. "Get out of Ana's room that's the second time I caught you in there! God it's like you want to be fired."

He turned back to me as he did he touched my face, "until we meet again my pet, think of me often." I flinched and pushed him away from me. He walked out and he and Elliot left, as they did Christian came running to me, "he, he touched me!" I stammered out. Racking sobs came out of me as they did he looked over me. He held me as he did he picked up the phone and called the police.

Within half an hour I was in my kitchen answering officer Taylor's questions. Nursing a cup of tea Christian made me, Kate came home a few hours later, while police were still dusting for fingerprints. "What the hell is going on?" Kate exclaimed as she came into the kitchen. I didn't want to talk anymore so I let Christian take over.

"Kate your boyfriend and my brother hired and bought over Ana's rapist, he didn't know until we both walked in. He touched Ana's underwear drawer, and from the looks of things yours too." She gasped, "but Kate I think it's best Ana stays with me for a bit until this goes to trial that way she is protected." Kate nodded almost complying with everything. I went for my phone and there was over 200 messages on there. From email to Instagram, people from the news, blogs, radio stations, lawyers, even one lady who wanted to help me with a gofundme page, but the worst was haters. "Kate, Christian," they looked at me at the same time.

"What does this all mean?" I asked hanging out my phone to them Christian grabbed it first and looked at it and Kate looked over his arm.

"My dear Ana, you have gone viral." He looked at everything. I stood there with my head in my hands, Kate shot me a look of why what did you do? She went to her phone and pulled up my Instagram, with that the story of mine came up and all the people who had viewed it.

"No wonder, you posted a sob story on line of course you are going to get attacked and promotions." She waved her hand around until it rested on the counter then it came to her, "this explains the emails I have been getting all day about talking with you! Now it makes sense!" She exclaimed. "We should talk to the news make your case stronger!" She almost beamed.

"No!" Christian and I exclaimed at the same time.

"Why not if she puts a gofundme page up and gets enough support from the community she won't have to work, I have heard of people putting these pages together after an accident and getting like 24,000 if not more thousands of dollars if she had it set up she won't have to work, let alone that but she would get help for her children. Therapy isn't cheap."

Wait a minute.

"Kate why would my children need therapy?" I asked.

"They're mother was raped won't they need to process that? I would if I was your child." She was looking at her phone after she said that.

"Kathryn Maggie Kavanaugh! I am appalled you would even think that! And you saying that you want me to have the babies is this you trying to be a big sister or a pain in my ass? Because frankly I got a haemorrhoid there and I'm not at 8 or 9 months yet so it's you that's the problem!" She looked at me with her mouth hanging open, I heard Christian snort a laugh but tried to maintain a serious face as I continued "You want those babies so much because you want to be a mother I get it, but have your own damn children and stop hovering on mine! I will do what I will with the media and the go fund myself accounts but that will be me, not you, me!" I paused out of breath, she was white I would even speak to her like that, "you know what I was planing on moving out today taking a few things and leaving just to teach you a lesson but now I don't want what's in my room because that asshole your boyfriend hired may have touched it all, so I don't know and I don't want to know. I want to move on with my life, and I don't need you hovering me, making me tea and wondering about the babies, not only that but you bought a crib for a baby that isn't even here yet, that comes towards the end of a pregnancy not at 3-4 months where I'm still in the high percent of a miscarriage." Kate cut me off

"Your healthily so it's very unlikely"

"That's not the fucking point Kathryn!" I slammed my hand down on the counter!

"You have been pushing your views on me for years and I am done with it, you can push and push me but I'm done. I don't need anything from that room I will buy everything new if I have to and start over, only thing I need is clothes on my body and my camera and that's it." I walked past her to prove my point even further. I went into my room and grabbed my camera bag and filled it with what I needed. I heard her say to Christian.

"Can you talk to her?" Followed by a

"Nope." His footsteps came into my room as he looked at all the black marks from the fingerprint dust left behind, it was almost everywhere but my camera and the bag it came in. "Do you want your hairbrush? Maybe a your pillow?" I grabbed my pillow and took the case off, he got me a suitcase, and opened it for me, "you can't start with nothing, just fill it with what you think you need" I nodded, "he couldn't touched everything in here, like your jeans or your sweats" he was right, he helped as I grabbed knobs on my dresser. "We can go to Victoria secret and buy you new underwear." He stated, I paused at that.

"I bought my underwear from wal-mart and target." I got some sweat pants out as we as some jeans, I pulled out a few workout tops as well as a few t-shirts and sweaters, things that were not black with dust.

"Don't worry just take as much as the case can hold and everything after we can buy new." He was my calm in a storm brewing. I zipped u my suit case and he took it off of my bed and I took my camera back I looked to my laptop where it housed most of my beautiful pictures but that now was taken into evidence. He saw me looking longingly at my desk, "do you have iCloud?" I nodded.

"Then we can fix that problem, come on." He took my hand and lead me from my old room, Kate was no where to be found but I could hear her crying in her bedroom, I looked to the crib that now was taken away for evidence as well. I looked to the cupbroads, I walked over before we left and grabbed my favourite mug one that said "proceed as if success is inevitable." It was a mug my mother had bought me the day I got on the plane to come to Portland and start a new life. I welcomed change and this was big and life changing. I locked the door one last time and Christian I walked down to his car, I left my car at his mother's office. "Don't worry I have a friend of mine looking over the appraisal of the car, I will get you something safe for you and the girls." He came around and opened the car door for me, I slid into the bucket seat of the BMW. He got in, started the car and pulled away from the curb. "Good bye house" I mumbled as we drove to his house.

Kate P.O.V

I am still beaming, I'm helping Ana, well I think I'm helping her. The last few days since she got the news of her being pregnant she has been a miserable person, but then again being raped and being pregnant with said rapist child would put a bitter taste in your mouth. I looked over the charts of one of my parents in the ER. "Okay, little Tommy what happened today?" I had just gotten residency in Seattle Grace hospital, and I loved every minute of it. Tommy was always coming in with a bloody nose.

"Some kid mentioned I didn't have a daddy again so I knocked him out and then he hit me in the nose again." I made an awe sound this kid had a broken nose every other week I made sure to tag some of his blood but really I don't think his mother wanted to push forward with the charges I read deep in her files she had tommy from a rape case and never pressed charges because she was scared. "Ok Tommy let's see what we can do." I pushed a few things around until I heard a snap crackle and pop! "Just like cereal right tommy?" Only I got an

"Ow! That hurt."

"I know buddy, but can you breath better knowing your nose is fixed?" He nodded, I kept a few treats in my pocket for the kids to tell them to not be scared, I forgot one for him, "hang on buddy I will be right back." I went out front to get more lollipops to stick in my pocket, as I did my phone went off, it was Elliot.

"Hey I'm at work what's up?"

"Hey I got a guy here who is good with cribs he says he can help me knock this thing together in the next hour or two, your not home Ana's car isn't here, do you mind if I take the spare key and let myself and paul in?" I shuddered at the name Paul but I thought nothing of it.

"Yep that's fine if Ana's door isn't closed or mine isn't can you do it for us?" I asked

"Sure baby." He had a glee in his voice I loved so much.

"Ok baby I gotta go back to work but I will talk to you later tonight." I smiled as he said

"Ok baby love you."

I had to use code or nurses would mock me.

"I glove you too." I giggled as I hung up and grabbed a handful of cheap suckers from the box we kept behind the desk. I went back in for little tommy who was over the moon for his sucker, I moved onto the next patient as it was a 95 year old woman complaining about chest pains.

"Mrs. Jones, we meet again." I beamed as I pulled the curtain back into place.

I came back just I looked over the cop cars outside my house I parked my car and ran inside, "what the hell?" Christian updated me on the actions my poor friend, poor Ana, I have to do more, more for her babies, I want to be there for her but she is shutting down I know her, if I didn't do it, nobody would, not her mother, not her, she would let nature run its course and she would go on living a normal life minus the fact she was left for dead in an alley behind a club. I wish I was there I wish I was there to help her. Why couldn't have daddy picked another time to go to Barbados? If I was here she won't have been hurt she won't have been knocked up, but then again Elliot and I had talked about this and said what a good thing it was that Christian came into her life. And made it better. So her being pregnant means that she gets to keep Christian. I want her to keep the babies so then I can help raise them, help her be a better mother then her own mother was to her, maybe a better mother then my drunken but job of a mother was to me. I want her to have those babies, to have a better life then Ana and I had.

Hearing her shout me down just made me realize how wrong I was, she doesn't want me as a friend, or a mother or a sister, she went to her room to pack, I went to my room and I cried. I didn't have many friends in this life but Ana was like a sister to me, she and I had mothers that didn't care and daddies that were barely there. That was how we got along, but with her pregnant brain she was going through I couldn't image maybe she was right maybe I was a pain in her ass, but at least she knew how I felt. I cared for her, I loved her like my sister, I heard the door slam shut and I felt into a ragging fit of tears. My best friend, my sister from another mister, gone. While I was here alone. "I'm sorry Ana," I cried into the night.