A/N…. Everyone I am so sorry for the long long delay on an update. I ended up with a spinal injury and have not been able to do anything. Being bed ridden gave me a chance to get some writing done but it was slow going.. This is the end of Flight or Fight 2. I hope you have all enjoyed it. Thank you for all the favorites, reviews and follows. I do apologize for not responding to all the reviews. I will be starting a whole new story with a whole new story line. Since I spend a majority of my time in bed now I have time to write…..
Later that night as Christian and I are lying in bed I can't help but reflect on today's events and wonder if things would have turned out so much different if I wasn't pregnant. I believe the only reason Christian let me off so easy is because I am pregnant. Then another thought comes to mind.
"Christian we need to talk"
"What about baby?"
"Teddy" I hear Christian chuckle.
"It is a bit much of an allowance, he is still very young"
"Yeah I thought about that and have an idea"
"What's that?"
"Remember how he came to me with a business proposition? Well he wanted his own money to buy presents for the family right? So I figure we can put half the money a week into an account for him and he can use it at birthdays and Christmas. This way he feels independent still with buying the gifts. I know we will have to re-negotiate as he gets older, but it seems like a good plan for now."
"That sounds great. What about $100 in fines?" I have to giggle at that "even though I think it was only around $40?"
"We put that in the account too"
"Ok sounds good, and Christian you can talk to our little CEO/Lawyer in the making" Christian starts laughing.
"Ok baby, now get some sleep" I kiss my husband and drift off into sleep. I have a wonderful dream of Christian and me walking through the meadow, the sun is bright and warm shinning down on us. I hear the laughter of my son and daughter as they run around trying to catch a butterfly. I look over to Christian and see he is holding a copper hair grey eyed baby girl in his arms, I look down and see I am holding a copper haired grey eyed baby boy. I feel so peaceful and content I never want to leave.
5 months later.
Uhhg I am huge, I can never find anything to wear as it seems that I outgrow my clothes every couple of weeks. We found out that we are having a boy and a girl. I'm tossing clothes all over the floor when Christian comes up behind me.
"Baby what in the world are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm trying to find something to wear. I swear Christian these clothes fit yesterday and now they don't. When will I stop getting so huge?"
"Baby your not as huge as you think" I glare over at my husband. He didn't say not huge at all he just said not AS huge, I didn't miss that statement. As I glare at him I begin to cry. Wow these hormones have me all over the place. Christian quickly comes up and wraps his arms around my waist.
"Anna what is wrong"
"You think I am huge"
"Baby that's not what I meant. You are pregnant with our twins baby. Listen why don't you take the day to relax and go shopping for some new clothes and the rest of the stuff you wanted to pick up for the nursery?"
"Ok" I sob. I don't know what just got into me or why I started crying, I guess I can just mark this one in the books as double hormone overdrive. I call Kate to see if she is up for a shopping trip and of course she don't turn me down.
Two hours later I am dressed and waiting outside the baby store for Kate. Once she arrives we head in to begin our shopping spree. I'm looking at a rack of maternity clothes when I hear an all too familiar voice, one I had hoped I would never hear again or see the owner of it.
Jose is standing near a rack of stuffed animals asking the sales girl if a dolphin stuffed animal would be more for a boy or girl. I'm standing there staring at him and miss hearing Kate come up beside me.
"Anna this is the cutest shirt, you have to get it"
"Anna?"
"Hello earth to Anna, Are you ok" She finally turns her head to see what I am staring at. I hear her sharp intake of breath.
"What the hell is he doing in here?" Kate asks. I'm wondering the same thing myself but still a little to shocked to speak. Just then Jose looks over in our direction and smiles. What I notice immediately is he does not seem shocked to see us here. He hands the sales lady the stuffed animal whispering something to her and walks over to us.
"Ana interesting running into you here. I was just picking up something for the baby. Damn you look hot Ana. Well it's been awhile give me a hug baby" Jose takes a step toward me. I hear a loud growl next to me and feel a strong hand grab my shoulder and gently pull me backwards. Sawyer moves part way in front of me effectively blocking Jose from coming any closer.
"Leave now" Sawyer growls
"Easy steroid. I just want to say hi to Ana dude so chill"
"Mrs. Grey I suggest we leave this place now" Sawyer says turning toward me. I look at Kate and can see her hands are clinched into fist's and she is staring daggers at Jose. I finally find my voice.
"No Sawyer I will not be intimidated to leave here. And I have something to say to Jose here"
"Mrs. Grey"
"Sawyer you will be right here to protect me physically, don't worry nothing he can say will hurt me." I see Sawyer shake his head and swear I hear him mumble Christian is going to kill me after he fires me. I know my husband will go all 50 on me but this is something I need to do. I can't let these people scare me.
"Jose did you follow us in here?"
"No Ana I didn't"
"One you don't have a reason to be in this particular type of store or the means for it, second you sure didn't seem as surprised to see us as we were to see you"
"Oh Ana really? Come on I told you I was here picking up something for the baby, just because this is the store I picked does not mean I followed you. And why should I be shocked to see you? You are allowed out of your prison once in a while right? We do live in the same town, so I knew sooner or later we would bump into each other". I'm starting to get angry at his words
"First off Jose you will not be allowed around any of my children or be allowed to give them anything. Second off I am not held in a prison, how dare you insinuate my husband keeps me locked up and last but not least I think you did follow us in here."
"Yeah and even if I did follow you it's a free country Ana. You goons on steroids and bastard of a husband cannot control where I go. But you know Ana you do look hot as hell pregnant, relay you should be caring my babies not that sick twisted bastards, how can you look at him after knowing he was screwing some chick behind your back?" That does it all I see is red, not even Sawyer can hold me back.
I ball my hand up in to the tightest fist I can make pull my arm back and throw it forward with as much force as I can. I hear a sickening crunch and feel a small amount of pain but I'm not done yet. I bend my knee and throw my foot forward as hard as I can making contact with the place I aimed for. Jose lets go of his face and grabs between his legs falling to the ground and moaning. I still see red so I take one last kick and connect with his nose. At this point I feel a pair of hands on my waist and another on my arm, but I have not had my say.
"You son of a bitch I hope you rot in hell. How dare you spew bullshit lies, you are the one who manipulated the situation and twisted it for your own sick purpose. You tried to destroy my marriage and you idiot what do you think that would have done to my children hu? Yes fucker you messed with my kids and for that you just got your ass beat. You are never to come near me or any member of my family again, you so much as even breath our name I will have my on steroid dudes here rip you limb from limb and burn every piece, do you understand me?"
Jose doesn't answer me, he is too busy holding his crotch and moaning in pain. I see blood coming from his mouth and what looks like a tooth on the floor. I'm vaguely aware that my hand hurts, and a little surprised that is all. I actually feel great. Well I did feel great tell I feel the presence of none other than my over protective husband.
I glance at Kate and notice she is standing there in shock mouth slightly open. I turn and walk into my husband's arms and bury my head into his chest. Sawyer guides Kate over to us and Taylor goes to the heap of shit on the ground.
"Ana baby?"
"Before you even say it Christian, Sawyer is not fired, I am fine though my hand hurts a little and I needed to do this. I feel like I just put all the past to rest." Christian sighs and hugs me a little tighter.
"Taylor clean up the mess, and make sure that he understands if he thinks he will try pressing charges against my wife it will be the last thought that ever crosses his mind"
"Come on baby lets have mom take a look at your hand" I go to walk out when one more thought enters my mind. I turn back and look at Jose crumpled on the ground.
"Oh Jose when your done lying there like a little bitch be sure to go wipe your best friends ass, I'm sure she is due for a diaper change about now" I hear Kate laugh at my words.
We walk out of the store and just like I told Christian I feel free, like the past has been buried and the future looks fresh and clean.
At the hospital it is just me and Grace in the x-ray room, as I am telling her the details of what happened she softly laughs and explains to me that she understands. It was something I needed to do. Over the past year or so I have become closer and closer to Grace; she has become the mother I needed. After she is done wrapping my hand up explaining it is just bruised I give her a big hug
"Thank you….. Mom"
Grace pulls back looking at me and I see tears in her eyes. She grabs me again and hugs me even tighter. I spoke the truth Grace is more than just a mother in-law she is a friend a grandmother and a mother.
It makes me think of just how lucky we all are. Who would have ever thought that my best friend and I would marry into the same family, a large wonderful loving family. As my thought have me distracted and I'm riding a high of happiness I miss the first contraction. I'm brought back to reality when I hear Grace gasp and feel the rush of water down my leg.
4 hours later Christian is standing next to my hospital bed holding our precious son while I lay here holding our daughter. Born three weeks early the twins are small but they checked out perfectly health wise.
At 6lbs 2oz, Addison is just like her daddy except my hair color. 6lbs 7oz Chris looks like me but with his dads hair color.
Now I feel complete. The non-perfect, perfect husband, 4 children. A room full of anxious family members to come greet the two newest additions to the ever growing family.
Life is not perfect, but it's perfect for me….
