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I'm standing in the neonatal intensive care unit looking at my granddaughter. She has minor breathing problems, but she's starting to stabilize. She only has a diaper on and a little pink hat to keep her from losing heat from her head. She's been given oxygen through a mask that goes over her face and nose, just until her lungs get more strength, her small chest rises and falls rapidly showing her struggle.

Looking at her, it's like all my medical training has deserted me. All I can feel is gut wrenching terror for her and Ana, and mostly anger at my son. How could he do this to her, she's given herself to him completely, put up with all of his issues and this is how he repays the mother of his children. I had to request that Dr. Green sedate Ana, the poor girl was hysterical. Kate is sitting with her now to allow me to come down and check on Olivia Katharine Grey, she's so small, weighing only 5lbs 11oz. I put my hand through the hole in the incubator, I'm afraid to touch her, but Olivia immediately latches her hand on my finger and tears drown me.

"Stay strong baby girl, you have to fight, fight with everything you have."

I'm brought out of my reverie with a commotion outside the unit. I strain to hear what's going on.

"Excuse me, my daughter has been brought down here, she was born an hour ago, Olivia Grey"

"What's your name Sir?"

"Christian Grey"

"There's someone in with her just now, I'll show you through."

I don't look up as he approaches. I concentrate on the rise and fall of Olivia's chest to calm me. I have never been so disappointed in my son. I hear him gasp as he looks at the tiny baby amongst the mass of wires and bleeping machinery. My maternal instinct kicks in and I look up at him, he has tears in his eyes, as he looks at Olivia

"Mom, why is she so small? Is she going to be okay? How's Ana?" he asks in a quiet voice.

"She's so small because she was born over a month early Christian, and we don't know if she'll be okay, she's having difficulty breathing, that's why she's in here. And how do you think Ana is?" I answer in a clipped tone.

"I take it that Ana has told you what happened."

"Yes." I remove my hand from the incubator and close the little door that allows us to touch her. I place my hand on the side of the plastic and look up at my son.

"I... I'm so sorry. I don't know why I even. There's no excuse, if anything happens I'll never forgive myself" I pull him into me and hold him as he sobs into my neck, repeating over and over how sorry he is. I don't know if their relationship can survive this, I hope it will.

I let him cry it all out, the worry for his daughter and his wife. The worry of what happens if their relationship is over. I hold him until his tears dry up.

"Give me your hand son" I ask as I open up the door to Olivia's incubator

"No. I can't, she's so small, I can't touch her mom."

"Nonsense. She needs you Christian." I put his hand through the door and he touches her little hand, as she did with me she immediately wraps her whole hand around Christian's index finger. He stands holding her hand for a little while until I tell him that we need to go see how Ana is doing. At the mere mention of Ana's name he closes his eyes, obviously remembering their last encounter.

"It's okay, she's sedated. She won't know you're there." he nods and follows me out of the unit.


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