A/N: Thank you again to all the readers following my story.

Gideon is not coming in, Ana made him an offer, he accepted, they sealed the deal and were interviewed separately afterwards, won't be seeing him again. This is an Ana & Christian story.

Christian is not getting amnesia…poor guy, as if the eight months in a basement was not enough, he comes home to well…not his normal controlled life. Giving him amnesia too will just be cruel.

Didn't want to make it seem like I was holding the story captive, I apologize, just wanted to hear your comment. Anyway, chapter 8. To say sorry, I will post until the wedding today.

Important: I do not own Fifty Shades Trilogy or the characters. They belong to the very talented E.L. James.


Ana POV:

I am sitting in the library when Kate come flying in. She is looking good this morning and I have really been neglecting her for so long that I am surprised she agreed to help me with this. I get up to hug her and tell her that I'm really sorry for being such a horrible friend the last couple of months.

"Steele, seriously, I'm surprised with everything you went through on your own and yes, a bit hurt that you did not confide in me. I understand that you were obviously scared of my reaction and that is my fault. I am the one that should be apologising here, buy hey, let's move on. So, what's up? Did you and Mr. Moneybags decide to elope?" Christian would love that.

"No, but I am planning a surprise wedding for him on Saturday next week. The cast could be coming of on Wednesday according to him, and who is the doctors to argue, and basically we just want to get married. He wanted to know if I was interested in flying to Vegas on Wednesday evening, but I have something else in mind." And it will be perfect.

"Okay, so soon? I mean, of course you would not want to waste anymore time so it makes sense, but it's really very soon Ana. He just got back." I look at her and she must see I don't appreciate her trying to talk me out of it. She exhales heavily "What do you have in mind?"

We sit down and I start at the beginning.

"Well, I want to create our first night together for the wedding. A small intimate ceremony at the Heathman with only the closest friends, my dad, mom and bob, Christian's grandfather and grandmother and the Grey's. After the wedding, I want to fly back to Seattle in Charlie Tango and spend our wedding night at Escala before going on honeymoon the next day. I plan to be back on the 19th of March in time for your shower and wedding. Not sure about the honeymoon, will have to chat to Taylor as Christian would have given him an indication by now of where he would want to go. What do you think?" She does not look happy and has a smile not reaching her eyes.

"I think it is a wonderful idea, until you got to the part about flying back to Seattle in the same helicopter that took him away from you in the first place. Seriously Ana, I don't think that is a good idea. What if something goes wrong and I lose you? I will be heartbroken and without a maid of honour."

"Kate, Christian's pilot is taking it out on Monday and Wednesday to ensure everything is fine. I have had it checked about twenty times already. Charlie Tango is fine and this will be exactly like the day I gave my virginity to him. I want this Kate and I think he will love it. Don't worry." Nope, Ms. Kavanagh is still not convinced.

"Kate, he is all I want. I spent eight months without him. I want this and I just want us to move forward. I need you with me, please." And there is the look I normally get when she feels defeated.

"If you're sure Ana. Now, what about a shower for you." Yes because that will just go over so smoothly with Fifty so soon after his return. I'm surprised he does not have me cuffed to his wrist.

"Please Kate…no. Absolutely no and don't even give me that look. We just got each other back and I don't want to upset him now. He won't like it if I were to go clubbing now and I don't want to be without him now either. What about lunch on Thursday? We will also be alone in Portland on Friday, just girls…"

Kate takes a deep breath and luckily bites her tongue. I don't want to argue with her either.

"Fine. Fine, lunch is perfect then. Will it be just you and me?" She is up to something now.

"Yes and Sawyer but I will ask him to keep his distance and give us some privacy. Are you okay with us getting married before you and Elliot?"

"Shit Steele, I don't care about crap like that. I just want to see you happy and if that will make you happy, I will support you. Now, are you getting something again as you look very relaxed and actually look like you had sex all night." This woman knows me to well but even with my best friend, my face must be red. I can feel the deep blush right now.

"Kate! I don't ask you about your sex life with Elliot."

"That's because you don't want to pry, not because you don't want to know and I am a journalist Steele, I ask uncomfortable questions for a living. Don't worry you don't have to answer." Oh thank you. "Your face just did." And then she burst out laughing.

"Do you want something to drink? Sorry, I should have offered earlier."

"No, I really need to get going. I don't want to piss your fiancée off by being late for the flight. I will catch you later."

Kate leaves and I go back to the study to start making arrangements for the wedding. I call Taylor to go over everything after I conclude my call to the manager of the Heathman.

"Yes Ms. Steele."

"Jason please, Christian is not here. Did we not have an agreement regarding this?" Christian will freak out if he hears Taylor call me Ana. In fact, he will have a fit if he knows how casually we started to address each other in his absence. No reason to add to his already difficult situation though so we will keep it formal when he is close by.

"Sorry, Ana. You wanted to see me."

I run my plans for my surprise wedding past Taylor and he also think Christian will love it. He will make the travelling arrangements for everyone. Apart from the Grey's and Grace's parents, I instruct him that everyone else can fly commercial. I want him and Christian to come to Portland with Charlie Tango as it has been cleared for flying and will be taken for test flights again on Monday and Wednesday. I will drive down on Friday with some of the girls and will have a problem on Saturday and knowing Christian, he will come running as soon as the text reach Taylor's phone.

"Ana, please don't worry about the honeymoon as Mr. Grey already gave me clear instructions on what he wants and I will arrange it accordingly."

"Thank you Jason, one less thing for me to worry about. What should I pack?"

"Oh no, I will arrange for suitable clothes to be prepared and packed by Niemans. You just worry about the rest. The suitcases will be left at Escala as we will leave from here on Sunday morning."

Taylor leaves and I am quite pleased with myself for arranging everything so quickly. Now just to get the wedding planner to take care of the nitty gritty details like flowers, cakes and so on. I don't mind someone else doing that.

While I wait for Christian to wake up, I start working on my vows and make a mental note to get Christian to start on his as well. I start to think about our first night together, everything we went through since then and how far we have come as a couple. I am so deep in thought that I don't notice Christian until he kiss me on my head.

"Hey baby, what are you doing? I thought you would be reading in here." I lift my legs and he comes to sit next to me on the couch and I put my legs back on his lap.

"Actually, I am working on my vows and speaking of vows, you should start working on yours if you want to get married within the next couple of weeks." He looks very worried but then smiles and kisses me on the cheek.

"Anastasia, can't we just use generic vows, you know, like the ones they use in the movies?"

"Sure you can if that is what you want…to repeat something to me, on our wedding day, another man wrote for another woman about how much he loved her and how he will treasure her." Just as I thought, the idée of repeating something to me another man wrote won't fly with possessive Fifty.

"Fair point well made, as always, Ms. Steele. I will start working on my own, personal vows for my own beautiful bride as soon as possible. For now however, are you ready to get going? I want to make sure we are at the Jet before the rest arrives. Taylor will be back soon as he went out to get a new phone for me and we should leave as soon as he arrives." Really, could the new phone not wait until Monday? "I know what you are thinking Ana, and no one will bother us this weekend. It will be a new number and the only ones that will have it yet will be Taylor, Ros and you."

"Thank you. I know I'm being selfish, but I really just want you to myself for the last couple of days…I'm not ready to share you yet." He pulls me onto his lap and I put my head in his chest.

"You will never have to share me Anastasia, just like I will never share you. With you being at Grey House soon, you will be able to visit in my office anytime you need me. Fuck, thinking about it, there are several advantages to you in the same building, you know…like having tea together…", he kisses me behind the ear, "…like having lunch in private…", licks my earlobe. "…desert…" and finally bites my ear in that way that drives me wild. "But you're not there yet and for that fact, neither am I, so for now, we have to get going baby." He puts me back on the couch next to him. Gets up, take the crutches and are on his way out of the library. When he reaches the door he looks back at me and start laughing. Bastard! I am sure I looked flushed.

"Delayed gratification Anastasia, now come on."

"Oh, what happened to you being a firm advocate of instant gratification? Carpe Diem Christian" Using his own words against him and damn, by the smile he is giving me, it's not working.

"Not appropriate for all situations Anastasia. Now let's go."

I walk up to him and help him down again and into our bedroom. I see the suitcases already on the bed and at my confusion Christian mentions that Mrs. Jones packed it. We showered, separately, and when I was ready, I went to find Christian. Taylor got him a new smart phone and is explaining to Christian all the features in his office. I just want to be close to Christian, I need to feel his touch. I'm starting to think that he is not touching me on purpose. Come to think of it, I should have taken a cold shower.

"I'm ready and if you gentlemen are, we can go."

All the way to the airport, Christian is playing with that damn phone…again, not touching me. Once inside the Jet, Christian checks in with the crew who are all happy to have him back. He comes back out just as his parents, grandparents and Elliot arrive. We chat a bit and go to sit down while we wait for Kate and Ethan. Christian is sitting next to me and his arm is only slightly touching mine but I desperately need skin to skin contact. I shift in my seat and Christian glance sideways at me with a smirk on his face. Fuck, I'm glad this is amusing to him.

Kate and Ethan finally arrive and in about thirty minutes we are in the air. Everyone is chatting about how their week was, Elliot and Kate's upcoming wedding and Christian's grandfather probably told us ten times how happy he is that Christian is back, each times with tears in his eyes. All of this while Christian touches me by accident a couple of times on my elbow or arm or my leg with his leg, but still no skin to skin contact. Right now, I will even be happy if he will just hold my hand.

We arrive in Aspen and while we are getting off the plane, Christian puts his hand on the small of my back and it took everything in me not to melt under his touch. Still not want I want, but intimate enough to last until we get to the house. Maybe we can have a private moment while he shows me our bedroom…

At the house of course it is chaos as soon as we step over the threshold. Mia is already here I am not sure when she arrived as it seems no one is telling me anything today. Christian gives us a tour of the house but the dining room and another room cannot be accessed as Mia and the housekeeper is struggling to locate the key. Why would it be locked in the first place?

"Ana, why don't I show you to our bedroom and we can put away our stuff and freshen up." Christian takes my hand and just as we pass Elliot I hear him say to Christian, "Yeah Christian, go put away your stuff and let Ana freshen up." This of course earns him an elbow in the ribs from Kate who mumbles "behave".

We enter our bedroom on the top floor at the end of the hall and my oversensitive skin and very wet sex is fully aware that we are currently alone and… Before I could even finish the thought I am pushed against the door that was closed somehow and Christian has his hands on either side of my head. I feel his erection pushing into my belly and his mouth on my neck. He puts one hand around my neck and pulls me closer to him while thoroughly kissing my mouth. Did I just say kissing? It is more like he is fucking my mouth. O holy cow I am already close.

"Christian…please…"

"What Ana, what do you want?"

"You, touching me, really touching me…please."

"Do you now? Missing my touch?" He is trailing my jaw with his tongue and has now removed his hand and placed it against the door again, leaving me longing for contact. "Missing my hands on you? Needing me to give you what you want? What you need?" All this while kissing, licking and nibbling on my neck and ears and oh…

"Yes, why are you not touching me? Do you enjoy seeing me suffer Christian?" Did I say bastard already?

"Oh, Anastasia, I think I can ask you the same thing. Remember, I warned you that I thought some retribution was in order for making me suffer for two days when you already knew you would marry me. Two days Anastasia, the last nine hours for you was nothing compared to how frustrated I was for those two days. So…tell me, how do you feel?" Actually, pissed, horny, frustrated, neglected…oh yeah, and pissed.

"Frustrated." Okay, with him nibbling on my ear, there was really no way I was going to get out any more anyway, so frustrated will have to do.

"I see. Do you like this feeling?" Are we having a therapy session now?

"No." Quickly going from frustrated and horny to pissed and pissed.

"Well, maybe you should remember just how much you don't like it and next time, before doing it to me, who you know take things much worse than you do, think about this and take some pitty on my poor mind." How did my pants get off without me noticing? "Don't worry, I will take pitty on you now baby, go over and put your hands on the bed."

Within seconds he is in me and this will definitely be hard and fast again. We are both frustrated almost to breaking point and we clearly don't have that much time before someone interrupts us. As I thought, within eight minutes, both of us reach our climax. Christian gently pulls out of me and I fall on the bed. He comes to sit next to me, clothes already immaculate as it always is, and brush my hair out of my face.

"Feeling better baby."

"Yes, thank you. That was not very nice you know."

"I know. The same can be said for my suffering." I smile up at him and he leans down to kiss me on the side of my head. "I love you baby."

"I love you too. We better get back downstairs."

"Yes, but we will have to change first."

I change into a soft, black wrap around dress with black high heels and Christian puts on black pants with a white dress shirt, but leave the top buttons undone while the sleeves are rolled up a bit.

As we get downstairs, which is not as easy for Christian as going upstairs, I see the dining room door is now open and there is voices coming from the room. The table is beautifully decorated and everyone is dressed in smart casual. Christian pulls me into a hug and kisses me passionately on the mouth until we are interrupted by Elliot, of course feeling the immense need to clear his throat at that specific moment.

"Happy Thanksgiving, Anastasia."

"Oh, Christian…thank you. Are you planning on us reliving every special moment we missed?"

"You will have to wait and see."

We take our seats, Christian at the one end with me to his right, next to Kate and Elliot. Carrick on the other end of the table with Grace to his right, next to Mia and Ethan. Dinner was absolutely awesome. Special decorations on the table screams Mia and now I know why she had to fly to Aspen earlier than the rest of us. The conversation was flowing smoothly and no one dared to mention the previous Thanksgiving. After desert, Grace tells us that each of us has to say what we were thankful for and she will go first.

"I am thankful that my family are back together and very thankful for Ana and Taylor getting Christian back."

"I am thankful for having my bother back and thankful for Ethan…oh and thankful for my awesome family."

Ethan looks a bit out of place and glances at Mia. "I am thankful for Mia and also thankful that Christian is back."

Christian takes a bit longer to think about what to say. "I am thankful for Kate getting the flu last year…" Before he can continue, Elliot interrupts "Fuck bro. Sorry mom. That was going to me mine! I'm thankful for that too." Well, since it's true I also say that was also going to me one of mine and Mia says "Damn, I forgot to add that, I am also thankful you got the flu Kate."

Grace decides to put a stop to this as Christian is starting to get irritated that he could not finish his sentence. "Well, I think we can safely say that we are all every thankful that Kate got the flu last year."

"Gee thanks everyone, I really did feel horrible…" She looks to Elliot and continues "but, I am also thankful I got the flu." Giving Elliot a kiss on the cheek she tells Christian to continue.

"As I said, I am thankful Kate got the flu, thankful to be back with my family and extremely thankful that Ana is going to be my wife." He looks at me with that shy smile I love so much and puts his hand on top of mine. "I love you baby."

"I won't mention Kate's flu as I think we got that covered. I am thankful for having Christian back. I am thankful that we are all together and happy again and I am extremely thankful that Christian wants to be my husband." I look at him and say "I love you too baby" just before taking my bottom lip between my teeth.

We move back to the living room where there is a fire going making it very cosy and discuss plans for the following day. Mia insists that the girls go shopping and I find it odd that Christian is not complaining about it. We arrange to go the following morning after breakfast and Christian says that he will have some things to take care off in the morning, but Elliot, Ethan and Carrick are welcome to go out as well. The conversation is light and I feel myself drifting off. The last couple of days have been exhausting, not that I am complaining, definitely not, I just need some sleep. I snuggle closer to Christian who is gently rubbing my back and I just let the sleep take me over.

I wake up just as Elliot is putting me in bed…? What the hell? I sit up, way to quickly I might add, and Christian starts to laugh. Damn, this is not even remotely funny.

"Baby, Elliot was just helping me get you in bed, but you should have seen the look on your face…priceless. Poor Elliot, I don't think he has ever had that reaction from a woman he put in bed before." The look on Elliot's face tells me that he also don't think this is funny.

"Fuck off Christian! That really hurts my feelings. I don't think I'm that bad. If you will excuse me, I do however have a lady waiting in my bed that will be happy to see this handsome face." Pouting he moves to the door.

"Thank you Elliot and sorry if I hurt your feelings." I try to hide my smile with a yawn, but I don't think I was all that convincing.

Elliot comes over and kisses me on top of my head, probably the only man alive that will do this with Christian in the room and live to tell the tale. "Night Ana and it was my pleasure…" he gets to the door and turn around before closing it. "…that is, until you woke up. Damn, talk about a bruised ego."

I get up to go to the bathroom and Christian pulls me to him. He is searching my face for some unknown reason and I smile reassuringly at him. With his hand on my cheek he trails below my eye with his thumb. "Baby, you really look tired. I don't like you looking tired, maybe you should sleep in tomorrow morning and go shopping in the afternoon."

I put my head on his chest and this feels just so good. I can't get over having him back and so close all the time. "I'm fine. I won't lie and say I am not tired, because actually I am exhausted, but I really look forward to go shopping with the girls."

"Ana, you hate shopping."

"Yes, I do, but it has been so long since I got to spend some time just relaxing that this actually sounds like fun." Not that I think I will buy anything.

"Okay, but will you do me a favour please?"

"Anything, you know that." There is really not anything I can think of that I won't do for this man.

"My credit card is in your purse, will you please get something very nice for everyone here this weekend? You can't tell them you are buying it for them and Sawyer will bring it back to the house while Taylor stays with you as I am sure you would want to go for lunch too." Well, not what I expected him to ask, but sure, why not?

"I can do that, what I can't do however is wait another second before going to the bathroom. I will be right back."

Christian POV:

I get into bed with only my pajama bottoms and wait for Ana to come back. When she does come back however, wearing only one of my t-shirts and nothing else from what I can see, I had to remind myself that she needs some sleep and we can always catch up in the morning.

She gets into bed and I pull her closer kissing her shoulder. "Sleep baby. I love you."

"Love you…too." She replies with a yawn. "Thank you for today Christian. You really made it very special."

I stroke her arm until I hear her falling into a deep sleep and decide it's best if I get some sleep too.

I am startled awake by Ana crying and screaming in her sleep. "Christian, please come back. Please don't leave me! I love you. Please, come back. I need you Christian. You can't leave me. Christian!"

"Ana, Ana, wake up baby. It's just a dream, I'm right here. Wake up baby." I stoke her head and my mom comes in after knocking softly on the door. Ana puts her arm around my waist and her head on my chest and falls back into a deep sleep without opening her eyes.

"Christian honey, is everything okay? I heard screaming and then Ana calling for you. It scared me half to death." Shit, me too. This has never happened before.

"She's fine mom, just had a bad dream and looks like she is fast asleep again. Sorry for waking you."

"Nonsense Christian, Ana has been through hell and it will take her a while to work through everything that has happened." She looks lovingly at Ana then back to me. "You know Christian, this girl loves you more than life itself. I have never seen anything like this… like you are her other half making her complete and she can't live without you in her life. I would say that it is completely unhealthy, if it were not for the fact that this all consuming love she has is for my son. Even John and your dad agree, this is truly something special the two of you have. Not many people get to know true, pure, unconditional and passionate love like this. Don't mess it up son."

With that my mom leaves, closing the door behind her and leaving me to my own thoughts. My mom is right, Ana is my other half and what we have is truly magical. Who would have thought that the insecure, brown haired girl with the all seeing blue eyes that had a less-than-graceful entrance into my office last year, would be the girl to heal me, love me, save me and then rescue me? That she would become my reason for living and the centre of my universe. She is the Yin to my Yang, two opposites that form a whole. She is everything that Yin represents…feminine, receptive, passive and soft as opposed to my Yang…masculine, creative, active and hard. Shit, I should be writing this down for my vows, but this certainly gives me a starting point.

I wake up feeling better than I have in a long time and reach over to pull Ana closer to me and end up touching and empty, cold bed. Where the hell is she this early in the morning? I look at my watch and it is after nine already and I can't believe I slept this late. I get up and go to the bathroom to pee, brush my teeth and wash my face. When I get back to the bedroom I am greeted by a sexy as hell Ana sitting on the bed with a tray on her lap.

"Morning Anastasia. How could you get out of bed without waking me? I had plans for you." Pouting, I get back in bed and pull her close after she put the tray on the nightstand.

"Good Morning. You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake you and I thought you would enjoy having breakfast in bed." Well, fuck, I was hoping for breakfast in bed, but certainly not the kind you serve on a damn tray.

"Hmmm, and what is on the menu for breakfast this morning?" I roll her onto her back and start kissing her neck and up to her ear. I feel her shiver and feel very pleased with myself.

"There are sausages…" biting her ear softly and trailing with my tongue along her jaw to the other ear "ah…and…uhm…eggs…toast…"

"Not really what I am in the mood for baby." Definitely not and I move my hand down over her stomach to her denim skirt she has on this morning and fuck me if this is not sexy as hell, I've never seen her in a short denim skirt before…with pumps. Damn, she is definitely not leaving here anytime soon. I move my hand up and pull her panties down, sliding one finger over her sex and…of course, being my Ana already wet…

"Well…I can get you something else. What would you…oh, yes…I mean…ah…what would you like." Well that was easy. I slip one finger inside and slowly move in and out while I watch and this is a big turn on for me.

"You." I take the finger out and bring it to my mouth, licking it lightly while looking into her beautiful, lust filled eyes and then put it in my mouth to suck it clean. "Do you mind? I could go back to my tray over there." Yeah right, like I would let her leave now. My dick is about to explode and I need to be inside her, if only for a short while.

"No! I really, really don't…ah…mind." She moves her hands into my hair and pulls ever so slightly increasing my desire for her considerably at this moment. I slip two fingers back inside her and this time I don't move slowly at all.

"You are always ready for me baby, I fucking love that. Do you have a couple of minutes before you have to go, I would hate to send you out there like this? I will try and be quick." She gives me a nod and I quickly remove my pants and turn her on her side facing me. I kiss her passionately and she moans into my mouth while I enter her.

Ana is lying with her head on my chest waiting for her breathing to slow down and I think this is another first for us, she is still dressed, apart from her panties and I am completely naked. Her hand is running over my chest and stomach when Mia starts banging on the door telling Ana to come out or she will get Elliot to break the door down. I look down at Ana and she starts laughing.

"I looked the door when I came back with your breakfast."

"Ms. Steele, were you planning on seducing me?" She gives me a smile before she kisses me quickly on the mouth and get of the bed.

"Mr. Grey, a girl can only hope." One more kiss after she puts her panties back on and she is opening the door. "I will see you later baby, love you."

"Laters baby, love you too."

Since I told everyone I will be busy this morning, I put the tray of food beside me on the bed and turn on my laptop. I only have a couple of e-mails left and I would like to finish them before I start working on Monday.

From: Anastasia Steele

To: Christian Grey

Date: 19 August 2011

Subject: One month…

Hi Baby,

I cannot believe that it has been one month since the memorial. One month and I still don't know where you are.

Today is another bad day and I decided to stay in bed. I think I must have phoned your voicemail over a hundred times today. Even that short message that just say "Grey, leave a message" is enough to bring me to tears. What I wouldn't give to actually hear your beautiful voice? To feel your touch on my skin. To really feel you.

I really miss you today baby…okay, I really miss you every day, but today is a particularly bad day. I am not sure why today is so much harder than other days, it just is. I must be almost dehydrated with the amount of tears I shed for the absence of you in my life.

Your mom stopped by, I think Gail phoned her to be honest, but she gave me something to relax. She told me about you when you were younger and for a while, I actually felt better, getting to know you a bit more. When she left however, reality kicked in and I was miserable again, crying until I fell asleep.

Jose brought me a present this afternoon to try and cheer me up, not that it did much good. He gave me a huge picture of you, one of the test shots he did at the hotel for Kate's article. It truly is a stunning photo. Currently it is positioned on a chair next to your side of the bed so I can look at you falling asleep. Talk about unhealthy... I know I should not do this to myself, but fuck, the ache in my chest won't go away either way so I figure, why not treat myself with your beautiful face until I go to sleep.

I am starting to lose track of dates and days and I think Taylor is worried as he hovers around me constantly thus the reason why I decided to give me today…one short day…to feel sorry for myself, for you and for what we are losing. One day to dream about what if's, what could have and what should have been. I will wake up tomorrow and carry on, but today, just today, I want to lie in bed with CT in my arms and look at your beautiful face.

I wonder if you miss me, if you love me enough to come back to me after we find you. I hope you still want to marry me because I will marry you in a heartbeat baby. I am so sorry that I did not give you a proper answer before they took you away from me. I just felt so confused with the thing with Leila, then your confession, then the incident with Jack. I remember thinking the day after the Jack incident that I would love to have a couple of boring days, but I meant boring days with you, not without you.

Christian, I don't care if we fight every single day for the rest of our lives, I don't care if you attach Sawyer to my wrist, I don't care about anything other than having you beside me. It is as if the light was taken out of my life and I am struggling to breath.

I love you baby, with all my heart.

Always and forever yours,

Ana

I have tears in my eyes for thinking what Ana must have felt when she wrote this, how miserable she must have been, and decide that maybe today is not the day to read further, so I close the laptop, finish breakfast and head downstairs after I showered and got dressed.

"Well, look who decided to grace us with his presence this morning?"

"Fuck off Elliot. Good Morning everyone…else."

"Ouch, bro, first Ana wounds my ego last night and now you hurt my feelings. Seriously, you two a quite a pair."

"And I could not be happier." Which is true, the only thing that could make me happier is calling Ana Mrs. Grey.

"What are you giving her for Christmas tonight?" Nosy brothers and annoying sisters…but yes, I love them too.

"A platinum locket with a picture of us on the one side and an inscription on the other side." I hope she likes it.

"Sweet, what does the inscription say?"

"Mine." He would not get the significance of this, but Ana will. She knows me better than anyone else.

"Mine? Isn't that a bit…possessive bro?" No shit, has he met Ana? I must find as many ways as possible to remind her that she is mine and just a ring won't suffice, not for me, I need more and the irony of me needing more is not lost on me.

"You won't understand, but Ana will." I know now that she feels the same.


A/N: Sorry thanksgiving is so short, I really know nothing about thanksgiving traditions.