A/N: Okay y'all. Please remember that I love HEA. Please.
All mistakes are my own.
I do not own FSOG.
"Your dessert was amazing, Ana."
Pasting on a smile, Ana said nothing. She only nodded on the drive home. Taylor was driving them back home, and she didn't want to have this argument, and or conversation in front of him. After she read the text, she willed herself to calm down before she entered the dining room. She feigned not feeling well, and asking if they could leave. Christian readily agreed, and offering their concern, Grace, and Carrick wished for Ana's rapid recovery. She felt bad lying to them, but she needed to get out from the Grey's.
Ana felt completely betrayed. What was Christian doing talking with Elena? Had he been talking to her all along? What of their meeting today? What was it about? Had Christian been lying all along?
These were the thoughts running rampant through Ana's mind as they pulled into their garage. Before Taylor could speak, Ana spoke first.
"Taylor. If you could head to your apartment when we get upstairs? I need to speak with my husband alone."
Both men glanced in her direction. One warily, the other in surprise. Being the smart man that he was, Taylor instantly obeyed.
"Yes, ma'am. Sir," Taylor tilted his head in Christian's direction before exiting the car, and taking the opposite elevator which led to his, and Gail's own living quarters.
Wonder what boss man did now, Taylor thought smirking to himself.
…..
It wasn't until they were upstairs, and in the living room before Christian spoke.
"Well? You practically ordered Taylor away. Is there something you want to get off your chest Ana?"
Taking a deep breath, Ana closed her eyes, and silently counted to five before opening them. Taking a seat opposite of him on the couch, she spoke slowly.
"Because we are rebuilding our marriage, and having a fresh start, I will not do what I used to do in the past, and run."
Confused, Christian sat opposite of her.
"What are you talking about?"
At that, Ana glared at him.
"Don't you think I should be asking that question? Now, Christian. I am asking you, as your wife, is there something you need to tell me. Something important?"
Ana silently waited. She could see a wary look cross his face before a second of understanding, followed by another second of indifference.
He's not going to tell me, Ana thought in disbelief. Standing, she was about to head to the guest room, when he spoke quickly.
"Elena came by to see me."
Pausing, she sat back down, and waited for him to continue.
"I know what you're thinking, but I haven't spoken with her for years. I could see how much it hurt you, Ana, and I cut off all communication with her."
Ana relaxed a bit at that part. He hadn't been lying to her so far.
"Why did she come by?"
Sighing, Christian rubbed his face.
"She said that Leila was pregnant."
Gasping, Ana placed her hand over her mouth.
"Elena told me that the child was two. However, you and I have been married for six years, and I hadn't seen Leila since before I first met you. I felt like laughing aloud when I explained this to Elena. Why it would be impossible for Leila and me to have a child together. I even offered to have a DNA test which, would settle this once and for all."
Ana shook her head at Elena's deceit. This woman knew no bounds. Reaching over, Ana grasped his hand.
"Wow. Well, I'm glad you told me. I shouldn't have had to make you tell me, but I'm glad you did. Poor Leila. I hope her and the child will find some stability."
"I actually called her family. I just told them I was an old boyfriend who was concerned about her. Her father will be bringing her back home, where hopefully she can heal, and raise her child."
"Good." Studying his face, Ana noticed he still seemed a bit tense.
"Christian? Was there something else?" Christian knew this was his opening. He had to tell Ana about the vasectomy. About how he had it the entire length of their marriage. That he reversed it only months ago because he knew it was wrong, but still kept it. That although he wanted to have a child, he didn't think it was wise to be surprised. That he needed control in his life, even if he was taking away Ana's right. Instead, he forced a smile, saying nothing.
"No. just a couple of work deadlines. At the successful rate we're going, Ros and I may need to appoint a third."
"Especially with us trying for a child." Smiling brightly, she walked over to him, and kissed his lips. "I'm going to head to bed. Are you coming?"
"Soon."
…
"Ugh."
Flushing the toilet in her private office, Ana stood, and walked over to the sink. Turning on the water, she splashed her face, moaning at how good the cool water felt on her skin. It'd been weeks. She'd been nauseous for weeks, but was able to keep it at bay. Today however, she was not strong enough to hold back the bile, churning in her stomach. Glancing in the mirror, she pushed back her hair, noticing that it'd taken on a darker brown. Her skin also looked a tad peaked, but she actually looked.
Pretty good.
"It's probably my period," she said aloud. Typically, she would get violently sick once a month on the first day. Before she left her bathroom however, she paused. Mentally, she counted how long it'd been since her last period, and her eyes widened before returning to her reflection in the mirror.
"No. It can't be," she whispered. But, Christian and her had been going at it like bunnies. And she did hear about women who conceive when they are completely relaxed. Suddenly, she beamed at herself.
"I could be pregnant." Immediately, she left her office, calling in sick for the rest of the day. Signally Sawyer, she asked him to take her to the pharmacy. Glancing in the rear-view mirror, Sawyer looked at Ana in concern.
"Are you alright?"
Smiling, she nodded.
"Oh, I'm fine. I just have a bit of a headache. Going to get something for migraine." Looking relieved, Sawyer pulled off in the direction of the nearest pharmacy. Ana knew as soon as she was inside, he would call Christian. That's why she opted to purchase the test inside and use the bathroom in the back.
…..
Pregnant.
I, Anastasia Steele Grey am pregnant.
Tears of joy came, and Ana was so thrilled in the small, yet clean bathroom. She kept looking at the pregnancy stick, and was so happy.
We're going to have a baby!
Pulling out her phone, she made a call with Dr. Greene for an appointment. Once it was confirmed, Ana immediately left the stall, heading back to the car. She wanted to head over to Christian's office to tell him the good news. She was so focused on what she was going to say to her husband that she didn't notice who she ran into. The hard bump, caused the contents to go spilling out of both women's bags.
"Oh! I'm so sorry. Let me help you," Ana offered. Glancing up, she was ready to apologize when she saw who was standing in front of her. Smirking.
"Ah. Ana. How lovely to see you, again."
Ignoring her false greeting, Ana nodded curtly.
"Mrs. Lincoln." Taking her items from the woman's hand Ana stuffed it into her pocket. Elena being very observant, tried to hide her glee.
"Pregnancy test? Trying to keep it from Christian? Well, nothing wrong with taking a visit to a clinic. That will get rid of your problem."
Frowning, Ana placed her hand on her hip.
"What are you talking about? I am married, Elena. And not that it's any of your business, my husband and I have unprotected sex."
Ana noted how Elena's eyes glazed over at the word sex.
The woman truly was a creep.
"Now if you'll excuse me-"
"You'll have to forgive my assumption. I thought it was someone else's. what with Christian having his vasectomy reversed only months ago."
Elena delighted in the sudden paleness Ana's face took on.
Oh, you poor, stupid girl. See? I knew Christian was unable to have a normal relationship.
"I'm sorry, what?"
Smiling at her in a patronizing way, she reached over and patted her shoulder.
"It's okay darling. Sometimes men do these things. It happens. I best be on my merry way. Have a great day, and again, congratulations."
As soon as Ana got into the car, she pulled out her phone. Instantly, Christian answered.
"Baby. Sawyer called. Said you had a migraine. You weren't feeling too well? You should have called me from work. I would have picked you up myself. Is everything alright?"
Tears instantly welled in Ana's eyes. She couldn't believe Christian. How could he be so caring, but secretive? They'd been married for six years. When would enough be enough?
"I was feeling sick. So, I went to the pharmacy. I picked up a pregnancy test. It confirmed that I was pregnant."
There was complete silence on the other end of the line, then, "We're going to have a baby? Ana, we're pregnant? We're pregnant!" he shouted. Ana could hear his joy, along with him shouting to Taylor that they were having a baby. Christian pulled his attention back to his phone.
"Ana? This is what we wanted, right? Did you set an appointment with Dr. Greene?"
"Yes. I did while in the bathroom," she answered flatly. Christian instantly picked up on her tone, and sat in his office chair, waiting for Taylor to leave the room. Once the door was shut behind him, he spoke again.
"Ana? Is everything alright?"
Laughing bitterly, Ana spoke.
"No, Christian. Everything is not fine. Would you like to know why?"
"Yes."
"After I left the bathroom I ran into Elena. Our items flew out of our bags, and she saw my pregnancy test. She thought I was getting it while you were at work. Thought I was hiding my pregnancy. But, I wondered, why on earth would she think that?"
Christian instantly felt the blood drain out of his face.
"Ana," he started, to which she laughed again.
"It was really funny. She thought it wouldn't be yours because you had a vasectomy. Imagine that. But that wouldn't be true, right? Because my husband, MY HUSBAND, wouldn't lie to me. he wouldn't keep something like that from me. he LOVED me."
eyes closing as if in pain, Christian tried to speak.
"I can explain."
"Save it! I asked was there anything else you needed to tell me, yet you once again kept something like this from me. You keep lying to me, Christian. You keep lying, and it hurts me. I cannot do this. I just can't do this, anymore."
Panicking, Christian stood.
"What are you talking about?"
Gasping, Ana wiped the tears from her eyes, and tried to keep the tears from her voice, but knew he could hear.
"Did you know that I was almost assaulted years ago? It was on a high school trip. It was from my high school teacher. Of all people, it was him. I wanted to report it, but he said it would be my word against his. It was true, you know. He had so much clout, it wouldn't have mattered. I would have looked like a fool. A truthful fool, but a fool nonetheless."
"Ana." Christian whispered.
"He tried multiple times, but I always put up a fight. My fighting must have worn him down, because he eventually stopped. I was afraid to go to school. So much, that I started having anxiety. My dad, knew something wasn't right, but he thought it was peer pressure. He made sure to have me removed, and he didn't know the reason why I cried so hard the day because I would never have to see that man again."
Swallowing thickly, Christian strode out of his office, signaling to Taylor that they needed to leave.
"Ana," Christian said, desperately this time.
Looking out the window, Ana suddenly felt so tired.
"Maybe it's hypocritical, but my secrets, have not, nor will they ever affect your life. Should his advances progressed, or my situation became like many, unsuspecting women, I would have said something to you, immediately. Not for your sake, but for my own. But yours? They've affected how we move forward in our relationship! They affect how we progress as husband and wife.
You know, I didn't believe in love until I met you. Granted, our initial meeting wasn't sonnet worthy, but I loved it nonetheless. I wanted you so bad, that I was willing to do anything for you. Anything."
"Ana. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you so bad. I just-"
"You just. I know, Christian. Believe me, I know." With that, Ana hung up the phone. Sawyer who heard the entire conversation, shook his head at the stupidity of his boss.
"Where to, Mrs. Grey?"
"Back home. I need to pack a few bags."
…..
Christian was completely wrecked.
The entire drive home, he kept replaying Ana's words in his head. He knew he should've said something! Her pain made him feel even more of a cad for keeping secrets from her. When the car came to a halt inside of the garage, he saw the back of the Audi SUV packed with three duffel bags. His heart instantly began to race. Jumping out of the car, he shouted when Ana came from the elevator.
"Ana! What is this? Where are you going?"
He noticed that she was a bit pale, and it worried him, especially after their conversation.
"I am leaving. I'm going to a hotel for a couple of days. My doctor's appointment isn't until," Ana paused when she felt extreme pain in her side. Placing her hand over her stomach, she shook her head when the pain increased. Christian saw the grimace of pain that crossed her features and inwardly panicked.
"Ana?" he asked, trying to get her to say what was wrong.
"I-Ah!" gripping her stomach, she doubled over when pain hit her tenfold.
"Christian!" she gasped, before she collapsed to the ground. Kneeling beside her, he barked out orders.
"Taylor! Help me get Ana loaded into my truck. Sawyer, call my mother, let her know we are on the way."
Both men rushed to help, while Christian silently prayed everything would be alright.
CHRISTIAN! WTF DIDN'T YOU TELL OUR GIRL?! Love you all, leave me a review, Happy New Year!
