Chapter 10

Ana POV

"Just file these last papers for me and then you can go to lunch." Jan tells me handing me the stack of documents.

"Everything is prepared and ready for your trip to New York." I tell her exchanging the stack she's giving me with her itinerary for the conference. If this was any other week, I'd be more than happy to go but since this week is so busy for my personal life I'm relieved that she didn't ask me to attend with her. Working for Jan is very easy and half the time I'm finished with everything she asks me to do hours before it's time to leave. She's a very go-with-the-flow type of boss and is always asking how my son is. She even had a lovely editable arrangements bouquet on my desk when I arrived Monday morning congratulating me on my engagement. I'm definitely going to miss her when she decides to retire.

"Thank you. You're doing an amazing job here Ana." She tells me and before I can reply her phone rings so I excuse myself while she takes the call.

It only takes me a couple minutes to file everything properly before I'm heading towards the elevator texting Sawyer as I go.

I'm ready to leave for lunch. – Ana

I'll be in the lobby waiting. – Luke Sawyer

It's only mildly irritating that I have to make sure Luke knows of what I'm doing practically at all times when I'm not in the presence of Christian. I mean how dangerous could it be to just walk down the street to get a sandwich by myself? I hate it but I get it. It also gives Christian his peace of mind, which in the long run leaves me headache free. If I have Matty with me then I welcome our security with open arms because of the paparazzi that now made itself an unfortunate fixture in our lives. I don't know how those people live with themselves as they stalk people and their families for the sake of a picture. Matty doesn't need the harassment but its something we deal with because of who is daddy and my fiancé is.

"I noticed that you wouldn't be attending the New York Conference." I jump looking up from my phone at the voice and cringe as he steps in the elevator leaving us alone. Oh no.

"No I wont." I step closer to the wall leaving more room in-between us.

"You know if you want to go I'm sure I could pull some strings."

"No it's alright besides its father's day this weekend so I'd rather be home."

"That's right I heard that you're engaged now I bet you love that huh? Being with thee Christian Grey?" He sneers at the word. "Didn't take you for that type of person but I guess I was wrong." I look at him appalled.

"And what type of person is that Mr. Hyde?" I snap as the doors open to the lobby and I see Sawyer waiting a few feet away.

"The type uses her billionaire boyfriend to get what she wants." He says and walks away quickly leaving me dumbfounded before I can reply. What the hell is he talking about?

I step out of the elevator before the door close leaving me inside and Sawyer is looking at me with a concern.

"Everything alright Miss. Steele?" He asks from me to the door where Jack left through.

"Yes." I think?

"Where would you like to go Miss Steele?"

"Just the sandwich place down the street. Do you care if we walk? I'm feeling like some fresh air." He nods and follows letting me lead the way by a few steps giving me a little space for myself but is close enough if he needs to step in quickly for any reason he easily can. I read a few texts from Christian and Haven on my walk.

Heading to Portland, should be home by dinner. I love you Angel. – Christian

Fly safe. I love you more Mr. Grey. – Ana

I'm always safe and that impossible. I'll see you at home Mrs. Grey. – Christian

How's Matty? – Ana

Good. We're about to have lunch. Ps. Can I take Gail with me? I want to keep her forever. – Haven

No way! That woman is an angel sent from above, I'm attached now. – Ana

It doesn't take long to walk to the café and as far as I noticed there were no paparazzi lurking about. When it's my turn at the counter Sawyer steps in interrupting me from ordering.

"Order for Grey." The man behind the counter nods and grabs the drink and sandwich that's already wrapped and ready to go setting them down.

"What the?" I look at Sawyer.

"Miss Steele."

"Ana!" I insist and he rolls his eyes.

"Ana, I called ahead right after you texted saying you were ready.

"But how'd you know what I'd want?" Another eye roll.

"Miss—Ana We go here every time you want to leave for lunch and you order the same thing every time. It wasn't all that difficult." Well that's true but still.

"Well maybe I wanted something different." I try to sound put off but he just gives me a bored look. "Fine you're right I wouldn't have got something else but next time ask, you never know." I hand my card over but the man tells me its already been taken care of.

"Mr. Grey's orders." Sawyer says.

"Of course. Well thanks, lets head back." I grab my drink and plastic sack holding my sandwich. Sawyer opens the door for me and I turn left and quickly round the corner and bump into someone spilling my drink all over the both of us dropping my bag on the ground trying to save us from the drink but its useless

"Oh my god I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was gong." I tell the girl and she lifts her head giving me a better look at her. She looks maybe a few years older than me and she's a few inches taller than me about Haven's height but has brown hair a little lighter than mine but still dark and brown eyes that look sad. She looks a little rough and maybe in desperate need of a shower. She took most of the brute from the drink and is soaked in the front making me feel awful. "I'm so sorry! Please let me buy you a new shirt." I tell her and Sawyer grabs a hold of my elbow and gives me a gentle pull.

"Miss Steele." He starts to say but I shake off his hand.

"Hey are you alright?" I ask the girl who still hasn't responded she is just staring at me with an odd expression and looks a little wide eyed.

"Yes. I'm sorry Miss." She says meekly and quiet that I have to lean it a little.

"Hold on Sawyer." I shake off his persistence when he calls me again. "No don't be sorry it's my fault." She nods and goes to leave but I stop her.

"Wait, let me get you a new shirt since I ruined yours." I smile at her encouragingly and she cocks her head to the side looking me up and down with her eyes and its then that I start to feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's alright—" she pauses and I tell her my name. "Ana, thank you for the offer. You seem really nice I think she was wrong about you." She says and then jay walks across the street leaving me confused. She? What the hell is going on today?

"She? Hey wait!" I yell out. But I'm ignored and then she disappears. "What is it with people being so ominous with me today! Am I missing something?" I ask Sawyer who doesn't look pleased.

"Miss Steele we need to get you back to SIP and I'll have a new lunch delivered." He says clipped and a familiar black SUV pulls up and Sawyer opens the back door ushering me inside and a man I've never seen before gets out of the drivers seat and Sawyer takes his place.

"What's wrong?" I ask him confused.

"Nothing Miss Steele." Clipped again. I rub my temples feeling a headache coming on. I need caffeine to help me understand this day. First Hyde with his accusations that make no sense, the random girl saying she thinks I'm nice but apparently another she doesn't and now Luke Sawyer my grumpy CPO is acting weird. I don't bother saying anything more to him especially since we arrive at SIP much faster than we would have walking and he opens the door and leads me into the building very formal following me into the elevator escorting me to my floor and says he'll bring my lunch once it arrives and then leaves with the elevator as the doors close leaving me standing like a lost kitten.

I stay a little later today finishing up some last minute things for Jan for her weekend. I glance at the time and note that Christian should be getting back from Portland soon. My phone rings and I instantly think its Christian calling but frown when I see its Elliot. I answer and grab my bag to leave.

"Hey Elliot." I say happily.

"Ana." Elliot's voice is far from the happy silly boisterous tone I'm used to. It's quiet and clipped making me worried instantly. The doors open to the Elevator and sawyer is standing there giving me look of sympathy.

"Elliot what's wrong?" I say rushed walking towards Sawyer.

"It's Christian. He's not back from Portland."

"What? What do you mean? He said he'd be back tonight."

"His helicopter has gone missing." All the air whooshes out of my lungs.

"No!" I whisper.

By the time I reach the apartment Christian's whole family is there along with Taylor who I found out wasn't glued to Christian's side like usual making me feel anger towards him and all the security. Isn't the whole reason Christian has hired them so that nothing bad happens? Christian going missing for example!

Its been a few hours now and its been rough I'm filled with pain and fear at unknown. Matty is confused, happy that his Papa, Nana, Uncle and Aunts are all in one place but no one is in a playful mood. I can see the anxiety and pain in Grace's face but she is smiling for her grandson when he comes near her. I think of Matty and imagine him being missing and my heart aches even worse thinking about what she is feeling right now and I close my eyes to prevent any tears from falling. I try to collect myself and stand moving over to where Mia and Grace are sitting together and sit on the other side of Grace grabbing her free hand and she squeezes mine in comfort.

"Ana. Here." Gail comes up and hands me a cup of tea and I take it from her releasing my hold on Grace to hold it with both hands because I'm unable to hold it with one due to shaky hands.

"Thank you." I whisper and look for Matty not seeing him. I know Carrick and Taylor are in the security office. Haven and Elliot went somewhere in the apartment in hushed whispers a little bit ago. "Where's Matty?" I ask her but I'm answered not from her but a little child angry yell and sobs following running into the room and I quickly hand my cup back to Gail to catch him when he throws himself in my arms screaming words I cant understand with his tears.

"Matty!" Haven and Elliot both rush in right after both looking guilty. "Matty that's not what we meant." Haven says and bends down on her knees reaching out a hand to touch him but he presses himself further into my body avoiding her.

"Matty baby shhhh… it's okay." I try to sooth him. "What happened?" I ask them both and they both grimace.

"Daddy!" Matty yells and stutters repeating the word over and over and I rock him in my arms and look at them in panic. We've avoided saying that Christian was missing or anything for that matter. Keeping all of that talk in hushed whispers away from little ears.

"Ana we didn't know he was there listening…. I didn't mean for him to hear… God Ana. Matt I'm sorry I didn't mean anything I said, your daddy is perfectly fine." Elliot is rushing with words and looks like he might cry.

"Elliot what did you say?" I raise my voice a little.

"No!" Matty yells at him his nose is snotty and tears are flowing. "Daddy not gone!" his voice is loud and clear.

"You're right baby daddy isn't gone. He's just a little late. Shhhh Baby. Don't cry Daddy is just fine." My voice cracks at the end as I pray everything I'm telling him is the truth.

"Elliot." I growl and look to both him and Haven. Matty starts to calm only slightly at my words and I keep rocking him.

"Matty baby mama is going to give you to Nana for just one minute. Alright baby?" He shakes his head and clings tighter.

"I'll be super fast baby. Just a minute okay." I transfer him into Grace's lap who accepts him easily and I remove his hands from my neck kissing them. "Just one minute." He cries a little but I hold strong and grab Elliot's arm holding him hard and drag him across the room into Christian's office and shut the door.

"What the fuck did you say?" I yell immediately.

"Ana fuck I'm sorry." He repeats and truly looks sorry.

"Elliot what did you say though why does he think his dad is gone!" I choke out the last word.

"I just… I was just talking… you know to Haven." He glances at the closed door. " I was just telling her I don't know what I'd do if he was gone and then Matty showed up out of know where screaming at us. He must have just heard the end of the conversation."

"He's coming home." I say with finality. "He has too." Tears finally fall and Elliot crumbles a little and pulls me into his arms.

"I know, god I know he's coming home I just was thinking the worse. But you're right. I'm so sorry little sister." He says holding me tight and I sniffle swallowing hard to stop my tears and pull away. He wipes my tears away and apologies again and I nod in acceptance.

"Just watch what you say from now on. Little ears are always around." I say softly and open the door leaving the office hearing his footsteps behind me.

I hurry to Grace's side and Matty shoots out of her lap into mine and I hug him hard to me. Elliot sits next to Haven and tucks her into his side. I'll decipher that situation another night.

Please let Christian be okay. Please. I offer a silent prayer.

"Mama" Matty hiccups and I look down and his eyes are open and red from tears.

"It's okay baby." I tell him wiping his nose with my hand wiping it on my sweats that I managed to change in. As much as I want to breakdown and sit in the corner not speaking until Christian gets home safe and sound I can't. "Daddy will be home soon. " I tell him with a forced smile and he sniffles.

"But Lelliot said."

"Lelliot didn't mean what he said. He was wrong." I tell him and he looks skeptical. "Besides daddy's birthday is tomorrow and we're making him chocolate cake! Its both yours and daddy's favorite." I try to change the subject for his sake. Everyone's worried eyes are upon us. I can hear Mia trying to hold back her sniffles.

"With the whip cream?" He asks.

"Mm'hm and the candy on it." I say overly cheery and I get a teeny tiny smile and cuddle him more.

"Okay."

"Ana do you want to call your dad?" Haven asks gently and I shake my head. I cant right now.

Grace rises from her seat and walks to the kitchen and Mia scoots closer to me and I hand her my hand and she grabs it. No one says anything for a little while. I hum softly for Matty's sake. He is laying in my arms silently now and looks like he'll fall asleep any minute now after crying himself exhausted but I'm not counting on it. I glance at the clock and see that it's after eleven heading toward midnight and I'm starting to prepare myself for the worst just like Elliot was. No! No! Stay strong, he's coming home. The flames of the fireplace flicker ahead of me and I try to distract myself with the shadows it makes. God please bring him home. I think of all things Christian. His fifty different personalities he seems to have that drive me crazy but will never lessen my love for him. I think Daddy Christian is my favorite. I love him in daddy mode it's the most amazing thing to watch.

I brush my fingers along Matty's forehead soothing the both of us and both of us jump startled.

"Christian!" Grace shrieks loudly and I whip my head watching her barrel across the room. In the entrance stands my beautiful fiancé, the love of my life. He's home.

He's dressed in just his shirtsleeves and suit pants and in his arm looks to be his jacked shoes and socks. He looks tired and dirty but all in all he looks uninjured making me breathe a sigh of relief. He drops his jacket and shoes on the floor catching Grace who throws her arms around his neck holding him tightly and kisses his cheek hard.

"Mom?"

"I thought I'd never see you again." She says into his chest quietly but we all hear her.

"Oh mom, I'm here."

"I died a thousand deaths today." She says and sobs, breaking down for the first time tonight. Christian just holds her rocking her. Carrick bursts into the room and whatever he was about to say is forgotten when he see's his son embraces both him and his wife. Matty starts to fuss wanting down but I hold him tight and whisper to hold on letting Grace have this with her son. Mia rushes forward joining in on the hug.

"Daddy!" Matty finally cries out loudly mad at me for holding him back almost makes me drop him as he tries to jump out of my hold so I set him down and he races forward. The three of them release Christian who wastes no time meeting his son half way scooping him up and hugs him tightly closing his eyes. I move towards them and Christian opens his eyes at the movement and opens up one arm and I launch my self at him and he grips me by the waist lifting me with one arm so I'm standing on my tip toes. I have one arm around Matty and the other around his neck never wanting to let go again. I cry into his neck and he is hushing both of us.

"Daddy why you gone?" Matty is the first to voice the question everyone wants the answer too and I look up at his face wanting the answer.

"Daddy was just running late." He tells him but gives us all a look that says different.

"I'm sorry buddy I'll make sure I'm never late again like this." Matty seems content with this answer.

"Miss me?" He asks me and I nod tears still falling.

"No not at all." I try to joke and he smiles that beautiful smile of his then kisses my lips that are wet from tears.

"Never do this to me again." I say against his lips.

"I'm here angel. I'm here…" He murmurs and kisses me again.

Elliot POV

The first thing that catches my attention when I walk into towards the kitchen this morning is that instead of Gail like I was expecting its Ana who is moving about. I assumed she'd be attached to Christian's hip after last night but here she is sans Christian.

"Morning." I greet my soon-to-be sister in-law and take a seat at the breakfast bar testing the waters to see if she is still mad at me which is well deserved. She was right that I shouldn't of been thinking the way I was last night but I sure as hell wasn't expecting Matt to hear anything I was saying when I was speaking to Haven privately. It was a punch in the gut watching my nephew scream and cry for his dad and it was my entire fault.

"Morning to you too, I wasn't expecting you or anyone to be awake this early." She points to the clock and it's almost eight.

"I wasn't either but I woke and couldn't go back to sleep. What are you doing up? Why aren't you attached to my brother?" She giggles a little shaking her head before she answers.

"As if I could. Matty slept in between us and he's been the one glued to him. I woke up almost falling off our bed because those two took up so much room. Let me tell you, we have a big bed so the fact that I was almost pushed off is saying something." She laughs again. "They'll both be sleeping a while, they didn't even stir when I got up and left the room."

"Hungry?" She asks and I nod.

"Starving." I tell her honestly.

"I'll make us something to eat." She moves away and starts gathering up stuff to make for breakfast.

I'm not all that surprised that Matt slept with them after the night we had. He wouldn't leave Christian's arms once he finally arrived home safely and fell asleep in them shortly after which gave us all a chance to hear what really happened with his helicopter. After everyone had a chance to ask a few questions mom and dad left to go home taking Mia along with the both of them. There was one very obvious reason as to why I decided to stay the night instead of head home like everyone else. Haven.

While I did end up falling asleep next to her last night, or this morning technically. That was all we did, sleep, nothing sexual about it and for once I was happy about that. Not that I'll admit it out loud it was nice to have that comfort and to be able to confide in someone besides family and for that someone to be a woman was something I never thought I'd be able to do. We talked for a while after everyone went to sleep. I was able to find out more about her and we we're able to talk light hearted and I had more meaning-full conversation than I've ever had with woman before especially one that I want in my bed badly. It was when Haven was silent but still humming and nodding in the appropriate moments when I talked forcing her self to stay awake to listen to me ramble as her eyes drooped and she wore a sleepy smile that I realized it was time for sleep and pulled her to me and we laid there cuddling, I caught myself running my fingers through her blonde hair like some sappy guy from one of those chick flicks until she fell asleep with me following in suit. The last thing I wanted to do was leave her bed this morning but after her last reaction waking up next to me with her playing hard to get act I decided it was best for me to get up leaving her sexy sleeping ass upstairs.

"So do I want to know what you were doing upstairs with my best friend?" Ana asks as she stands at the stove cooking.

"We weren't doing anything."

"Listen, I love you like the brother you are to me but…"She turns her head looking at me straight on. "I've seen the way you two look at each other and if you break her heart...Or if she breaks yours… I just don't want either of you two to hurt. So think about this. And don't worry I'll give her the same speech. Because you both will be in my life forever so you can either friend zone each other now or go for it all the way and don't look back."

"Noted."

She cooks for the next thirty minutes or so and we are able to have light conversation and joke around until my brother walks into the room interrupting our conversation.

"Morning baby." Ana says brightly and walks to him wrapping her arms around him. They exchange a kiss and I gag out loud teasingly and as expected my brother gives me one of him famous glares flipping me off making me laugh and I stand to refill my coffee.

Ana POV

"How come you're not still in my bed?" Christian asks me as Elliot refills his coffee.

"What bed?" I ask him teasingly. "Ohhh you mean the bed that you and our son took over forcing me out of the room?" He looks at me a little apologetic but he doesn't need to be. I know that if Matty would have allowed Christian to leave his side for the night, our night in bed would've started and ended much differently but I know that having Matty sleep in our bed with us last night was much needed for the both of them.

"Are you hungry? Breakfast is just about done and I made plenty even though I was expecting you to sleep in until noon."

"I could eat." He smiles at me like we didn't just have a traumatic night.

"Well take a seat then birthday boy." I move my arms from his sides to around his neck. "Happy Birthday Mr. Grey." I say then kiss him a little inappropriately for us being in front of his brother.

"Go accept your birthday present somewhere else. You'll ruin my appetite." Elliot says ruining our little moment again making Christian growl.

"Or you could go somewhere else, like your own house." Christian snaps back and Elliot laughs.

"I will, after breakfast." He smiles at us.

"Okay you two, lets eat. Oh and I've got to leave for a little bit around ten, just so you know." Christian's brow furrows and he definitely doesn't look happy about that.

"Why?"

"It's a secret." His eyes narrow more. "For your birthday and no I'm not telling you. Don't worry I'll have security with me."

"I don't want anything." He pouts.

"I know but I want to do something anyway. Now lets eat then I'll get Matty up and he can eat while I get ready." I kiss his lips once more and move to make our plates standing next to Elliot who is already making his.

We're all just finishing our food when my best friend finally graces us with her presence. She's wearing some sleep shorts and a Grey Construction hoodie that looks exactly like the one Elliot was wearing yesterday when I arrived home from work. Her hair is a mess with no care in the world and is humming along to a song she's jamming to internally.

I pick up all three of our plates giving me an excuse to put them in the sink and whisper to her as she puts food on a plate.

"Nice hoodie." I whisper giving her a knowing look and she bites her lip and looks at me guiltily but then smiles and shrugs.

"Later." She says then walks to the table sitting next to Elliot who beams at her.

I take my seat again next to my sexy ass fiancé and we all talk until Haven finishes her food. Gail walked into the room halfway through but Christian sent her away giving her a day off which she grudgingly took after Christian insisted sternly that she is to relax today.

Haven cleans up her plate then walks to the piano making us all look curious, then realization once she starts playing the tune to 'Happy Birthday' and starts singing the song and I quickly grab my phone that's next to me and record her and Christian's reaction who is looking amused but has a smile. She's full out singing adding Christian's name and when she finishes Christian claps for her and she stands giving us a playful bow.

"Totally didn't get you anything so that was my gift. Happy birthday." She laughs a little and her cheeks are a little pink from the attention she's receiving.

He stands and surprises both Haven and myself when he pulls her in for a brief hug. I've told her about his touch issues and how he said that I was the only one who could touch him really, so she's never even attempted at anything knowing his boundaries. However, Christian giving her a hug even though it was very brief makes me happy because it's telling me he's growing and learning to trust that certain people wont hurt him.

"Thank you." He tells her and she looks at me for an explanation and I shrug with giving her a look that says I'm as clueless as her.

"Alright, well I'm going to go get Matty up and fed then get ready." I tell everyone. "You want to go with me here in a bit, I'm going to get Christian's present." I tell her.

"Yeah I'll go." She says and her eyes flicker to Elliot for a second.

"Cool, come on. Let's go get our boy up." I grab Christian's hand stealing him away with me and leaving those two alone to themselves.

"You're really not going to tell me what it is?" He asks walking to our bedroom.

"Nope. You'll find out tonight don't worry." Mr. Control doesn't like surprises. Shocker…

It only takes us a minute or so to rouse our sleeping boy who wraps Christian up in a tight hug immediately.

"Matty remember what today is?" I ask him and his eyes light up and he yells happily at Christian.

"Happy birthday daddy! Mama! Present." He looks at me expectantly and I move from the bed and into the closet and grab Christian's first presents. I thought about giving one of these to him for father's day but I have another one that is taking its spot for that particular day that I think he'll enjoy that as well. Plus, Matty wanted to give this one to Christian for his birthday.

When I return, I hand them both to Matty who has his hands open and ready. He hands the top one, which is a card that Matty made to Christian first. Christian opens it scanning it with a huge grin and when he sets it down the next one, a box, is shoved into his lap.

"Open it! Open it!" Matty bounces excitedly and Christian rips the wrapping paper off the box quickly and opens it revealing the photo book that Matty and I put together the other Tuesday night when Christian was working in his office. It took a lot of digging through some of my boxes that I've yet to unpack completely but I was able to copy those pictures and print out new ones making a huge album for Christian.

"Wow." Christian breathes out looking at the cover, which has the picture that was taken at graduation of the three of us.

"Look at it." Matty says impatiently and Christian nods and gets comfortable with his back against the headboard and opens the book looking at the first picture then at me. The very first picture is one of me when I was pregnant with Matty. It's painfully obvious how young I am and fortunately I was tiny throughout my whole pregnancy and was able to hide it with the help of a large jacket in school. It wasn't until after I had him and everyone found out, that I was bullied relentlessly the next year. This picture though my dad took of me and it shows my belly. It's a silly picture as I'm in pajama pants and a tank top looking annoyed but its something I know Christian would want to see.

The next pages he sifts through are of Matty alone and Matty and I together, all starting from newborn to before we met Christian and then the end of the book has all the pictures that we have together, some are of just Matty and Christian, Christian and I, our camping ones with everyone as a group and Christian rolls his eyes at the one that all of us are being silly with him and Elliot smiling normally.

Matty helps point out everything the whole time Christian looks at the book and once its closed and finished Christian's eyes are glistening and my heart clenches at the sight.

"Do you like it?" I ask nervously as he hasn't said anything really at all.

"No." he says quietly. "I love it." He pulls me in and puts one arm around Matty.

"Thank you. This is the best gift I've ever received." He says the last part to Matty and he beams proudly at his fathers praise.

"I love you both." He says to us.

"Love you back." Matty and I automatically respond together and we all fall into laughter.

I look at the time on the side table and see that I need to get going soon. My stomach is full of butterflies at the thought of Christian's surprise present. I didn't know if I wanted to do it especially because I didn't know where I'd find the time but when I called into work last night because of everything then waking up early I decided I wanted to do it . So I texted Sawyer this morning telling him when I wanted to go get it.

"Alright Mama's got to go, I'll be back in a little and then we'll finish daddy's cake okay?" I tell Matty handing him his plate and then Christian walks out of his office with his phone in hand. Haven's downstairs already telling Elliot goodbye whatever that means and waiting for me.

"I shouldn't be too long." I tell Christian and give him a firm kiss and go to leave only to be brought right back into his arms.

"I have a feeling I wont be able to convince you to forget this present, so be safe. Taylor is also going with you two. Don't argue. I'll explain later." He says the last of that sentence sternly and I'm instantly curious as to why we need to have both Sawyer and Taylor.

"Okay, later." I agree. "Love you." I tell him and he lets me go.

When we get back to Escala Haven heads upstairs to 'her' room and I search out the boys.

I find them both in Christian's study. Matty is playing on the floor and Christian is sitting at his desk looking far too serious for someone who should be having a relaxed day. They both look up when I walk into the room and I'm rewarded with their smiles.

"Honey, I'm home." I announce playfully. I notice that Christian's smile doesn't last as long and he looks back at his computer and his serious expression returns.

"Matty, go and play in your room for a few minutes then we'll finish Daddy's cake and have lunch." I tell him and he bounces out of the room happily and I walk towards Christian watching him watch me, as I get closer.

"Hey." I say and maneuver myself between him and the desk. "What's wrong?" I ask him and he just looks at me for a moment before speaking.

"Is there anything you want to tell me about yesterday?" He asks seriously and his jaw tenses.

"Uhh.. No." I tell him extremely confused as to what he's asking.

"Are you sure? Nothing you can remember?"

"Christian after the stress filled day and last night I don't even remember what I wore yesterday. What's this about?" His eyes narrow a little.

"Think Anastasia, anything weird or unusual happen? I'm not talking about anything to do with me either." I sigh exasperated at his insistence and think.

"Let's see…" I think back to yesterday before my world flipped over for a good six hours. "Woke up with you." I blush at our morning together yesterday before breakfast and his expression softens at the mention. " Ate breakfast, went to work, had a creepy run in with Hyde nothing new, went to lunch, spilled my drink on a random girl who… was really weird…" I give him a look. "Did Sawyer tell you about that or something? Is that what this is?"

"I've been informed of the situation." His tone is still hard. "I thought we came to an agreement about your security, when they try to remove you from a situation you listen. Don't brush them off." He looks slightly angry.

"There wasn't anything dangerous going on. I spilled my drink on a girl and tried to apologize. I'm not going to say sorry to you for getting Sawyer off my back for two seconds so I could make sure she was okay." I glare at him. "Why does any of this even matter." I groan out.

"Her name is Leila Williams." He says but looks away.

"And… that is important to me why?" I don't see where he is going with this.

"She was…" he pauses and looks at me with a grimace. "She was a submissive of mine once." He looks back away and it's my turn to grimace

"One of the fifteen." I say and he nods. I feel slightly sick at the thought that I met one of them. There was a reason I didn't want to know too many details about them; it felt better not knowing who they were.

"I wasn't aware she was in the area or else that little meeting would have never happened." He tells me.

"Christian you can't control where people walk and where they go that's ridiculous. Yeah, I don't like the fact that I ran into one of them but it doesn't matter to me. I was well aware of your past and I could of left at anytime but I'm not. Ever." I say the word ever with more force hoping that it'll stick and I almost want to show him his gift instantly to prove my statement. I set myself down in his lap and he wraps his arms around me. I can tell he's inside his head thinking and when he gets like this its best to just let him think through whatever it is. So I stay silent and sit with him for a few minutes cuddling.

"I don't like that whatever happened yesterday is effecting you right now when you shouldn't even be worrying about anything so lets just do this tomorrow and I promise from now on if I spill my drink of some random girl I'll tell you right away." I give him a small smile. "Now I'm going to go finish you birthday cake and then we'll have lunch. We are going over to your parents tonight right?"

"Yes, it starts at seven." He still looks grumpy.

"Smile for me please." I ask him and put my hands on the side of his face. "Lets just have one stress free day, no weird ex fifteen drama, and no work. It's your birthday. Our first to celebrate together and I want you to just be happy okay." He sighs and nods and I look at him expectantly and he gives me a cheesy smile.

"Do I get my surprise now?" He asks sweetly and I shake my head.

"Nope, you can have it tonight, when we're alone and in bed." I whisper and his eyes darken at the possibilities.

"Now, you have thirty minutes before you need to put CEO Christian away for the day and then come out and we'll have lunch and cake."

"And how many Christian's are there?" He asks amused.

"With all your personalities. Fifty." I wink at him then walk away and he chuckles.

"This is where you grew up?" Haven asks in astonishment when we've pulled up to Christian's childhood home.

"Yes Haven." Is all he says in an amused tone and he looks at me with a smirk on his face. I know, I know. Haven's reaction isn't far from my own when Matty and I first came here.

"Ready to face my family?" Christian asks switching the engine off and I roll my eyes at his question.

"Always."

"Ready to see Nana and Papa?" I ask Matty unbuckling my seatbelt and Christian is at my door quickly opening it for me helping me step out. His hands wander a bit before he opens the back passenger door helping Haven out who is still staring at the house before us.

Matty as usual once he's unbuckled from his booster and out of the SUV he bolts straight for the door knowing that his grandparents are waiting behind it. The three of us follow and before Matty makes it to the door Carrick opens it wide open leaving the perfect opportunity for his grandson to run right into him hugging him.

"Whoa slow down buddy." Carrick says halting him by the shoulder preventing him from taking off into the house.

"Christian, hello. Happy birthday, son." Carrick takes Christian's out stretched hand and then pulls him into a brief hug which Christian accepts bringing an even bigger smile to his father's face.

"Thanks, Dad." He says when they break apart.

"Ana." He says greeting me kissing me on one cheek and then does the same to Haven who looks a little awkward but smiles at the gesture.

We all follow him into the house and Matty begrudgingly stays at our side. Elliot shows up in the hallway before we make it to the living room and walks up to Haven kissing her cheek lingering a bit before greeting the rest of us.

After giving another happy birthday to Christian, Elliot leads Haven ahead of us and Matty pleads with his eyes not wanting to hang out with his parents anymore and I nod giving him the go ahead and he races after them. Carrick smiles at us and walks into the room leaving just Christian and I in the hallway alone.

Before I'm able to say anything Christian's phone bings and he pulls it out reading his text making me pout because he's breaking his no phones tonight rule. I know he has a business to run but I was hoping that just for his birthday and after last night we'd get a day of relaxation.

His expression darkens and his hand squeezes his phone hard.

"What's wrong?" I'm concerned at the immediate mood change.

"We're leaving." His voice is hard and he grabs my hand taking a step forward with the intention I'm sure is to go and get our son but I yank my hand from his grip.

"Christian what the hell? We're not leaving. We just got here for one and two—" he glares at me cutting me off.

"Elena's here." I choke on my intake of breath at what he just said and my heart pounds making me instantly go in to fight mode.

"What. Do. You. Mean. She. Is. Here?" I spit out each word staccato.

"Looks like this family dinner isn't such a simple family dinner." He says darkly.

He pulls me into the dining room where we are still alone but further away from the living room where the family went. None of this would be a problem if he would of just told his parents when I suggested it and I'm regretting not pushing the issue further but he was so confident that she wouldn't be able to get near us and now here she is somewhere in this house with our son... oh my god Matty!

"Matthew." I whisper out horrified and grab Christian's hand pulling him back into the hallway and towards the living room wanting to find my son more than ever.

We both walk fast paced and enter the living room only to be stopped at the sudden, spontaneous and deafening round of applause. There are so many people here. All the Greys are here in attendance. Looking for Matty I find him with Grace. I see Dr. Flynn and his wife, Mac, a tall handsome African American man, a couple people I don't know at all. There is also Ros with a small beautiful blonde about my size. I keep scanning the crowd and I want to puke when I see that woman in the back slinked into the corner with her hungry eyes feasting on Christian. I glare at her and turn my head to Christian directing the glare on him before I put on a huge fake smile.

Gretchen is carrying around a tray of champagne and as the applause dies down they all look at Christian expectantly and he clears his throat before addressing the crowd. I'd like to see him try to weasel his way out of this party, because I know that he won't be able to and I hate that I'll be in the room with that vile human being for who knows how long. She needs to go pronto.

"Thank you, everyone." He says happily but I can tell there is an edge in his voice. He grabs two champagne glasses from Gretchen's tray and hands one to me. He raises his glass in toast to the rest of the room. "Ros and I, we had a close call yesterday. I'm grateful that we were lucky enough to make it home safely to our families and now it seems I'm lucky to spend today with all of you." Another round of applause is started and my smile is genuine for his speech but falters when I see her in the back pitifully clapping looking like she has something stuck up that bitch troll ass. What I wouldn't give to have this room alone with her so I could show her how I really feel.

After the applause dies back down it's person after person greeting Christian. I'm introduced to a few new people that I didn't know and then congratulated on our engagement from the few that I do. Elena doesn't make her way to us, which I'm thankful for especially since Matty made his way back to our side and hasn't left. That bitch is not getting near him. I don't want to make a scene but I will if she comes near my son.

Grace interrupts our leisurely conversation with Ros and Gwen to inform everyone that dinner is being served. I purposely hold Christian's hand pulling it back a little signaling that I want to stay put for a minute letting the crowd shuffle into the kitchen one after another.

"Let's go." Matty says to us confused as to why we are still lingering in the living room.

"One sec buddy." I tell him. "Hey go look out the window real quick and see if its raining." I need a super fast distraction and he looks at me with a confused look but goes over to the French doors on the opposite side of the room and for once he doesn't bolt around at super speed and walks giving me just a few extra seconds.

"You are going to get her out of here." I say to Christian in a stern whisper. "And by you I mean one of the security guys I know you have lurking about and quick." He nods and goes to speak but I stop him with my hand raised.

"I love you Christian and I want to be with you but it's time. You either tell your parents or I will. Do you understand me? I cannot live with this feeling. Do you not feel sick knowing she is in the same room as our son?" This situation will never happen again and Grace deserves to know the truth about her supposed best friend.

"Mama it's not raining." Matty says.

"Thanks baby. I could've sworn I heard thunder or something." I lie. "You ready to go eat baby? How about you and daddy head in there and I'll be there in a minute."

"Ana—" Christian goes to protest.

"I just need a minute."

"I'll do it." He says referring to what I said. "You were right I should have done it earlier. I'm sorry."

"I'll be in there soon." I repeat and he takes the hint to give me a minute alone.

I take a deep breath to calm down. I really want to go home now but I almost feel like running away would be letting her win. Looking at my champagne glass that's still full; a little liquid courage should get me through this night and then we can go home where I can show Christian his surprise. I decide to down the whole thing when a voice stops me when the glass reaches my lips.

"Ana." Elena sneers and shuts the door leaving us in here alone. I grip the glass hard in my hand and I wonder if it'll shatter under the pressure. It's on.

"Elena." I say with a clenched jaw.

"I wouldn't have ever thought of you as a worthy adversary, but you surprise me."

I take a step toward her not going to play whatever game she's trying to start.

"I'm going to say this once. Leave. I want you out of this house and away from my family." I tell her staring straight into her piercing cold blue eyes. She arches an eyebrow at my demand and then her lips quirk and I can feel my blood start to boil.

"Family?" She lets out a small cackle and I instantly envision all the wicked villains you see in the movies. She fits the bill perfectly. "You think you belong here don't you? Well you're wrong. What on earth do you think you're doing, consenting to marry Christian? Come on tell me, how'd you do you get him to do it?" For a moment she looks genuinely curious and then her cold mask slaps back on her face.

"Our life if none of your concern and never will be. Now leave before you make me do something I regret." I'm two seconds away from wrapping my hands around her pedophile throat.

"He has needs—needs you will never be able to satisfy." She gloats.

"What do you know of his needs?" I snarl. I can't believe this bitch. " You are nothing but a sick child molester." I spit out at her and her eyes widen. "If it weren't for the fact that my son was in the next room I'd gladly show you how people like you should be treated and then I'd walk away with a smile leaving you to rot like you deserve now get out of my way and get out of this house." I raise my voice at the end and I have to remind myself that there is a room full of people nearby.

"How dare you judge our lifestyle? You now nothing, and you have no idea what you are getting yourself into! If you think for one minute that he is going to be happy with you and that little bastard—" that's it!

I throw the rest of the champagne in her face and when I raise my fist to do more she's pushed forward as the door opens.

Christian is standing in the door and from the look of his face I'm sure he's heard at least part of our conversation. He stands in between us glaring at the wicked witch.

"What the fuck are you doing?" His voice is darker than ever and makes chills run up my spine from his tone and it's not even directed at me.

"They aren't right for you, she's not right for you, Christian." She whispers and Christian explodes.

"What?" his voice booms and echoes throughout the room. "I warned you Elena. I told you that I was done with you! Where in that twisted head of yours thinks that you know what's right for me?" His body is tense, coiled tight like a cobra waiting to strike.

"You have needs." She implores.

"My needs are none of your fucking business Elena!" his voice is loud. "Do you think it's you? That you're the one that's right for me?" Elena's stance changes from being scared and shrinking to standing tall and confident as she takes a step towards Christian.

"I was the best thing to ever happen to you," she hisses out like the slithering snake she is. "Look at you. You're the master of your universe, thanks to me. You should be grateful. And after your little engine mishap yesterday I would of thought you would of came to your senses and realized that."

"You loved it, don't try and deny it. You were on the road to self-destruction, and I saved you. ME." She continues her little rant but I don't pay attention to most of it when the realization comes to mind on something she's said. "Baby, I've taught you everything you know, everything you need."

"You taught me how to fuck, Elena. But it's empty, like you. Because you are nothing." His voice is low. "And that's why you need to feed your worthless soul by manipulating children. You disgust me."

"Disgust? Is that what you call it when you used to—" her arrogant speech is cut off by Grace's voice and I can feel the horror radiate from Christian.

"Get out of my house." Sweet mother-in-law Grace is nowhere to be found at the moment. Her voice drips with hatred and she is furious. She stalks into the room her gaze never faltering from Elena and before any of us can react Grace slaps her hard across the face.

"You get your filthy paws away from my son, you whore, and get out of my house—now!" Grace's shout rivals Christian's.

"Wait!" I yell and grab tight onto the evil ones arm before she makes her quick exit. Christian and Grace look at me both with angry and confused expressions.

"No one but family knew exactly how Christian's helicopter crashed. How did you?" I grip her arm tighter and for the first time I see a completely surprised expression across her face.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She stumbles out.

"Yes you do. No one would've said anything to you and yet you seem to know about his; how did you word it? little engine mishap." I know she knows something and it seems like Christian believes my same assumption.

"What did you do?" He growls out at her and fear starts to cloud her eyes.

"I didn't' do anything." She says to him but her voice waivers.

"But you know who did or else you wouldn't know anything about it!" I yell at her and Christian puts an arm out pushing me back again.

"Everything alright in here?" It's Elliot who is our next guest in the room and it's starting to feel a bit to crowded in here.

"No. Elliot please escort Mrs. Lincoln outside. Taylor is there waiting for her." Christian tells him and Elliot understands his tone stepping into the room and grabs her not so gently and pulls her from the room leaving the three of us behind. Christian's phone is immediately at his ear.

"Taylor, take Mrs. Lincoln in for questioning I have a strong feeling she's responsible for yesterday. Do what you have to do." He hangs up abruptly and when he turns to his mother the hard demeanor slips and an ashamed look takes its place.

"Mom." He whispers and Grace turns slowly to face Christian.

"Ana, would you mind giving me a minute or two alone with my son? Last I checked Matthew was with Carrick, My son will come find you both when we're done." Her voice is quiet but strong. However, I know deep down her heart is shattered and I hate that she found out the way she did.

"Of course." I say in a whisper and leave the room in search of my own son.

From my perspective it doesn't seem like anyone else was privy to what was happening a few rooms away and I'm glad. Mia and Haven are hitting it off laughing at something someone said and I see that they're both sipping on two yellow cocktails.

I feel relief knowing that she is no longer in the house and I'm praying that Christian can get through this conversation with Grace and come out okay. I know he doubts her love for him but if I'm right her love has only grown with extreme protectiveness. She'll cry, yell, and feel an extreme amount of unnecessary guilt because it's not her fault nor will it ever be but that is what will happen. I know that's how I'd feel.

I ask Carrick if he'll keep an eye out on Matty telling him that I need to use the restroom and he waves me of with a smile not bothered in the slightest to spend more time with his grandson. I head upstairs in silence and when I finally reach the third floor I let myself inside of Christian's old bedroom and shut the door behind me taking a deep breath making my way to his bed and flopping down on top of it.

It's quiet up here and I wonder if Christian's living in the sky above everyone behavior steams from being three floors up. I lay here in the peaceful silence for a few minutes before I get up and explore his room still decompressing from that excruciating confrontation.

The few pictures he has hanging up catches my attention again and I remember that I didn't get a chance to look at them all. They all show me different glimpses of Christian throughout his childhood years making me smile at each grumpy one I see. He really was a brood. The last picture is small, passport-sized and placed in the corner where it can be easily over looked. It's black-and-white, a little worn down from the years. She looks familiar and it only takes me a few moments to realize why. Christian's birth mother. They have the same smile; eye shape and I'll bet the same color as well. She looks young and I relate. Poor Christian. Even though he's told me of the horrors I can't imagine how she got herself into that situation to begin with. Brushing my fingers along the small photograph I turn and leave the room. I hope that he and Grace have finished.

When I turn down onto the second floor of stairs I'm met with my handsome man. His face is strained and weary

"Hi." He says cautiously but pulls me into his arms stopping two steps below me leaving us almost eye to eye.

"I'm sorry Christian, I know that you didn't want her to find out like that." I say softly and he tucks his head down into my neck breathing me in.

"Don't apologize its not your fault." He says against the skin of my neck.

"How's Grace?"

"Pretty fucking mad at me right now. Thank god you and Matt are here and that there is a party going on otherwise I might be breathing my last breathe."

"She just needs time to cool off and process. She's feeling a million different emotions right now trust me." I run my fingers through the back his hair at the back of his neck trying to sooth his pain.

"She loves you though." I tell him and he sighs. "She does, don't doubt it. And if you think I'm wrong just think of Matty and could you just stop loving him if he was in your situation?"

"No. I'll love him forever, both of you." His voice is still low.

"Want to sit?" He nods and we both sit at the top of the stairs leaning against each other letting the minutes pass us by in silence.

"I feel liberated." He says suddenly and a smile finally comes out. "I know that this talk is still far from over but you were right."

"I love you." Is all I say and his smile grows.

"Come." He stands. "Let's go see what our son is up to and join the party. I might even get drunk."

"You, drunk? I don't believe that's possible for you Mr. Control Freak." I tease.

"Guess we'll find out huh?" We walk down the stairs.

"We'll don't get too drunk… you still have a few more presents to open when we get home tonight and I want you to remember them." I squeeze his ass and he pauses.

"Oh baby, anything that has to do will you I guarantee I'll never forget." That wicked gleam of his is back and my core clenches at the thought of our little after-party.

"I feel guilty leaving him there after tonight." I tell Christian when we walk into Escala. Carrick assured us it was fine that Matty spent the night since he was tuckered out before we left anyway and before Matty finally succumbed to sleep he was eager to be staying the night at nana and papas. My guilt stems from the fact that Grace is going to wake up tomorrow probably from a hangover after tonight and remember everything that happened and will probably want to wallow instead of watch her grandson. Then again, it is Grace so she'll probably wake up bright eyed and ready for the day with a smile showing the world she is just fine.

"I for one am not guilty in the slightest. Because now we're officially alone." Christian's grip around my waist tightens and his tone tells me that he's ready for the night to begin. Haven's not here with us tonight. She is also staying at Bellevue tonight with Elliot, both had their fair share of drinks and decided to crash there. Fine by me, even though our room is sound proofed for our activities it'll be nice to have that extra security knowing no one will hear if we take our adventures outside of the bedroom. Tonight we are just Ana and Christian, not mom and dad and the butterflies start fluttering in nervous excitement.

"Would you like a drink Mr. Grey?" I ask him and he shakes his head no.

"Would you like to open the rest of your presents now birthday boy?" We're rearing up close to midnight technically ending his birthday. I pull away slowly when he nods taking a few steps back before turning my back to him and walk towards our bedroom leaving him to follow hot on my heels.

He pounces the second when we're in the room and I have to dodge him. Not so fast. His eyes filled with anger at me for moving away but then fill with lust at the game.

"Patience Christian." I scold him. "Just take a seat, I'll be back." I quickly shuffle into our closet and shut the door. Our closet is more like another bedroom with it being so vast and I'm grateful for the space to get ready and prepare. It takes me a few minutes and I linger longer than I probably should, nervous at what he'll think but I know that his impatience will only grow the longer I hide inside the closet. Twisting the door handle I slowly creep it open taking a large breath before revealing myself.

Christian has taken it upon himself to move the chair that sits in the corner of the room directly in front of the closet door only a few feet away. When the door is swung open I'm front and center for him to see. I wait in silence for a moment watching his reaction first. He doesn't move, or say anything and it makes me nervous but I decide to keep going taking slow steps towards him and when I see his hands clench the arms of the chair I know it's not a bad reaction and my confidence grows. Holding the box wrapped in red wrapping paper out for him I sit on his lap and his body stiffens.

"Happy birthday Mr. Grey." I hold the box with open palms and a low growl come from his throat and his eyes are on mine not even glancing down towards his gift. His left hand moves from the chair and I can feel the heat from it as it crosses over my back his nails graze my skin and shivers run all over my body, bumps raising along my arms as evidence. His right hand grabs my chin roughly and he attacks my mouth, his approach is hard and hungry making me drop the box on my lap at the force. His mouth leaves mine moments later giving me a chance to breathe but the breath is lost in my throat when his tongue licks the side of my neck in one long stroke before biting down underneath my ear with a low growl making me groan embarrassingly loud. If he's this worked up now I can only imagine how the rest of the night will be.

"You devastate me Anastasia." His voice is harsh against my ear making me dizzy at the fact that such simple lingerie is having this powerful affect on him.

"C-Christian. Present. Open." I pant out. He finally takes the gift ripping it open like a child on Christmas morning far too impatient. He takes in the contents and looks at me questioning.

"You say that you left that lifestyle because it felt like something was missing and it wasn't doing whatever you needed it to do for you anymore. I hate the way you were introduced into it but there are people all over that are in this lifestyle because it's a choice and they love it. You're a control freak, my control freak and I love you and I would be lying if the stuff you did doesn't make me curious because it does and I don't want you to ever miss that part of your life and resent that because you choice to be with me you can never go back and well you can't" I give him a sarcastic look "with anyone else. You can do it with me. Obviously we wont be able to do it all the time, since we don't get much alone time to explore but maybe we could start." I look at our bed starting at the many pillows neatly arranged not making eye contact with my beautiful fiancé. "If you want or if that's okay?" Brave his face, Ana. I turn and his mouth is partially open, most likely in shock.

"Don't close a part of yourself off, I love you. All of you and that includes this part of you too. Let me help make you whole." It's taken a lot of thought on this particular choice. It would kill me if one day he decided that he wanted to have his subs or whatever again and he was afraid he couldn't do that with me out of fear I'd hate it and then cheated. We played around at the Gala and that was fun but it also gave me a revelation that maybe he doesn't realize that he is far from being over this part of himself.

"Maybe what you felt you lacked all along is the connection, not sexually but emotionally and well now you have both." He doesn't say anything, and I'm feeling so incredibly stupid thinking this, maybe what he said was true. He is done being a 'Dom'.

He fiddles with the objects I went and bought with my little knowledge.

"You want to play?" My head snaps up at his voice. "We can do whatever you want baby, if this is what you want then I'll head to your demands." Wasn't the whole point of this for me to head to his?

"Anastasia, you make me whole, not this. Even when the urge to spank that pretty little ass happens, more often then not, I don't need it. Do I want it? On occasion especially with your smart mouth, that I love very much, practically screams for me to do it." His tone is smooth and comforting but there is the undertone of lust lingering around and I can most definitely feel it in his lap. "But always and forever with you and only you. There will never be another; I'd never resent you for my decision I made before we met."

"This, us, in the bedroom so to speak I want this with you. Will I listen to all your demands outside of this? No." He smirks at that.

"You wouldn't be you if you didn't fight me." He says completely with love.

"And I wont let you do anything god awful." I shudder at some of the things I've read. No fucking way will I allow that to happen.

"I'd never hurt you or do anything you didn't want Anastasia." His eyes are hard with determination and I believe every word. His smile is mischievous and he pulls the rope from the box. The rope is a red satin, silk braided cord.

"So this is what you were off buying earlier?" I shrug, not exactly what I did today but I did get everything in the box without his presence and a lot of begging to Sawyer to not say a word. I'm sure Taylor knows about that little trip and I cringe internally at the thought but at least they let me surprise Christian with out spilling the beans about my adventure to a sex shop. After I bought every thing I realized just how lucky I was that no paparazzi caught a picture of me.

"Some of this we can work with, the rest you wont be ready for yet." He is speaking in a low murmur with his hands playing with the different toys but I half wonder if he's talking to himself contemplating on what to do or if he is talking to me about it.

"I'll never be a full on Dom to you baby, I simple can't." He tells me voice back to a normal volume. " And you'd never be completely submissive." He says all of this in a statement like tone. His eyes flicker across my face looking for something. Fear maybe? Doubt? I don't know but his whole demeanor changes.

"Stand up." I do as he says but wobble a little in the heels I'm wearing. Christian scoots the chair back and stands as well setting the box on the chair and circles me with one hand on his chin thinking. His demeanor is different. It's harder, meaner and his eyes are heated. He circles once more before walking into the bathroom. Do I follow him? Before I can take a step forward he's back and he saunters back my direction.

"Chri—"

"Shh." He says putting a finger to my lip and I keep quiet. The heat pooling in my belly at his proximity. I love heels like any other girl, but I also like to be comfy and my sneakers or flats win out a lot of the time. However, right now the heels where the best choice. I love being a little bit taller standing next to him. He moves back around so that my back is facing his chest and he runs his fingers through my hair and starts to braid it.

"Whenever we do this Anastasia, this is how I want your hair unless I instruct otherwise." He orders. "When we do this, you are completely mine to do with as I see fit." Oh just wait until he see's his last gift his possessive cave man tendencies will sky rocket I'm sure.

"I love these on you." His fingers toy around with the garter belt then pulls back on the straps to the thigh his stockings and snaps them against my upper thigh. He unclasps my bra and slips the black straps down my arms slowly.

"Normally I'd want you in just your panties but for now the rest stays on." Circling me, again and again stopping occasionally to caress the wings on my back, my face, stomach, and nipples. He is sure as hell taking his damn time now, when not ten minutes ago he was ready to eat me alive.

"Get on the bed." He finally states and nudges me forward with him following as I climb onto our bed heels and all.

"I want you to kneel right here." He says to me and I turn back towards him and situating my knees." Place your hands and forearms flat against those beautiful thighs." He orders and I do as he says watching him.

"Good girl." He praises. "Now part your knees wider." I do as he says and there is a little shake to his head. "More." I open myself up more and he nods. "Perfect, now look down and don't move until I say." I look down and hear him walk away and then the closet door shuts again and the stubborn woman in me looks back up disobeying the order the minute he's out of sight. Holy shit I can do this. Those butterflies I felt earlier have nothing on the ones I have now. I can hear him inside the closet and downcast my head and eyes again in case his entrance and exit is as quick as it was with the bathroom earlier. The closet door opens again I hear his faint steps walk, not to me but away and then another door opens and closes making my head lift up again. He left? Where is he going?

I wait. Minute after minute passes and then the door opens and my head whips down.

"I thought I told you to keep your eyes down Anastasia." Shit I've been caught. Using every bit of my hearing capability I listen to him grab something from his box of toys and then he comes near me. Keep your head down Anastasia rings throughout my mind and I resist looking up. I want to see him so bad.

"You may look at me." Finally.

Fuck. He's shirtless and where did he get those? He's dressed in jeans but unlike the jeans I've seen him in before these ones look older, they're ripped, soft, over washed. The button is undone and the zipper is pulled down slightly giving me just a peak at what I know lies beneath.

"Pretty rope you've picked out baby." He hums out sweetly and it's then I notice the knife in his left hand. He set the knife down on the bed next to my thigh and unravels the rope enough and picks the knife back up cutting off three decent sized lengths.

"Last chance Anastasia to back out. Is that something you want?"

"No." His legs are pressed up against the bed as he stands.

"No sir." He amends.

"No sir." I breathe out and he grins viciously.

"Hold your hands together in front of you." He takes a piece of the red rope and binds my wrists together and tugs at the binding checking its security. He grasps both wrists with one hand and pulls me forward and lifts me so I'm standing on my knees.

"Off the bed." He helps me off and then sits me down so my feet are flat on the floor with my legs stretched out. "I've changed my mind. I want to see all of you, every inch." He starts undressing me unclipping me from my belt and then takes the stockings off one by one leaving wet kisses all the way down taking off the heels in the process and when he pulls off the belt and panties off at the same time. He freezes when they are pulled down just far enough to show my other gift.

Right below the panty line off to the right side in black ink shows him exactly how permanent he his to me and even with us getting married I hope this will relieve him of all the fears he has about me leaving him one day.

"Surprise." I whisper out and he fists my underwear ripping them off and kneels so that he is eye level with his signature. It wasn't hard finding something that he had signed on his desk. I didn't want just his want his name etched into my skin I wanted his mark, his signature. So I had the girl, who did it perfectly, replicate it. Christian Grey. The area around the tattoo is still slightly red and he brushes his fingers across it then kisses it softly before pulling away and looks up at me.

"This is what I did this morning." I tell him and his eyes are full of adoration.

"Please tell me a woman did this?" He grinds out and I almost laugh at him loudly what a typical Christian like question. Like I would let another man tattoo me so close to my lady parts.

"Yes it was a girl." I say giggling a little unable to help it. I want to reach up and run my hands through hair but I'm still tied up.

He grabs the knife again and cuts me free making it my turn to look at him questioningly.

"We'll continue what I had planned a different day." He stands and pulls his pants off and lifts me under my arms and tosses me back onto the bed and crawls in between my legs keeping his head near his mark and my center.

"You realize what you've done now haven't you?" he asks with a growl and I nod. I'm fully aware of what I tattooed on my skin. "It seems I didn't even have to wait a month to make you officially mine, you went and did it to yourself." His tongue sweeps across it then down over my freshly waxed skin and his ravenous mood from the beginning is back and he attacks again. His tongue lashes rough at my clit making me bow off the bed and moan.

He spreads my legs wide, then his hands hold down my thighs with a bit of force keeping me wide open, unable to close my legs if I wanted to. He keeps his attention on my clit for what seems like hours torturing me relentlessly before his tongue moves lower and he thrusts it inside of me. He swirls it around and then replaces his tongue with his fingers and only his fingers. His mouth moves up and he licks and kisses the tender area that is now his as he pumps one then two fingers inside of me curling them at the end of each thrust. He seems to know every time when I'm right there, right at the edge of my orgasm when he pulls his fingers out and leaves me wanting.

"No!" I yell at him and he growls in response. He moves up my body then pushes himself deep inside me with such force that I'm pushed up higher on the bed and deep in the mattress making me cling onto him my fingernails dig deep into his skin emitting another one of those sexy growls from him. He holds still pressing me into the bed with his hard body and I shift my hips the best I can, wanting him to move. He grips my hip with one hand and props himself up on with the other. His left hand is gripped perfectly so that it doesn't cover the tattoo and he drives once more with a powerful thrust and grinds himself against me rubbing against my clit and I almost come right then and he pulls back. He's being extremely slow but hard savoring it each time he thrusts and grinds. Hot pleasure shoots throughout my body spreading through my belly keeping me close but he knows how to play my body like he does his piano knowing exactly what keys he needs to press to make me go higher and he refuses to let me release.

He raises his head, his heated eyes removing themselves from his mark. Pupils are dilated and his breathing is escalating with each breath matching my own. In sync with each other, our lips meet at the same time. Our tongues tangle furiously and he forces my mouth open over and over again demanding total control biting, soothing, and licking waiting for my submission. He's hot and thick inside me unmoving driving me insane.

"Fuck… Christian Please move." I beg pulling myself away from his dominating kiss. Another powerful thrust and this time he doesn't stop making me writhe and moan underneath him.

"Mine." He pants out against my face. Yes yours. "Do you feel that angel?" He grinds hard against me holding my hip down stopping me from shifting against him. "That's your man moving inside you, the only that will ever move inside you."

"Yes." I moan out and he groans at my answer.

"Forever marked. Mine." He finally quickens his pace pumping his hips wildly. Thank fuck. His hand that had my hip pinned down grazes his name again before it finds my clit applying pressure and friction until finally the most powerful orgasm I've had yet is given to me with Christian following in suit a minute later leaning down biting onto my neck groaning.

I don't remember falling asleep but I'm awoken by tender caresses and quiet sweet words murmuring into my ear.

"Wake up Mrs. Grey." His smooth voice brings everything in focus and I notice it's still very dark outside.

"Not Mrs. Grey yet." I tease groggily back and he chuckles a deep quiet chuckle into my neck from behind.

"Semantics, you're already Mrs. Grey to me."

"Whatever gets you off baby."

"You get me off every time." And his cock that's hard and ready to go against my ass tells me the truth.

"Another round Christian?" I ask pushing back against him.

"I was rough earlier with you and now I want to spend the time making love to you." It's my turn to make love to him. He did all the work the last time. I turn in his arms and swing my leg astride to him.

"No. I want to make love to you." The sleep wears off completely and I'm ready to go. Taking him in my hand I position him right at my entrance lowering myself down slowly and we spend the rest of our night and early morning loving each other slowly.

Sunday: Christian's First Father's Day

Christian POV

"Daddy...Dad…Daddy, wake up." Little fingers poke my eyes and face. When I don't open my eyes he moves on to shaking my shoulder as hard as his five year old body will let him

"Dad, Mama says time for breakfast. It's daddy's day and you have to get up!" His voice yells and echoes right against my ear making me wince. Another first for me is happening today: my very first Father's Day. It's a day at one point in my life I was sure I would never celebrate.

"Happy Daddy's Day!" He yells again when my eyes open and I can't stop the large grin from spreading across my face nor would I want too. I'm convinced I'll be getting wrinkles soon in life from smiling as much as I do now with these two in my life.

"Thanks son." I tell him sitting up ruffling his dark brown hair matching his mother's and he slides off the bed letting me get up. He's wearing his toothy grin happy I'm awake. I follow him out into the great room and into the kitchen where Ana is setting up a buffet of breakfast foods along side Gail. I've long lost the battle of getting her to let the staff do their jobs but as she pointed out they aren't just staff especially Gail and Taylor, who have been with me since the beginning. She's dressed in some yoga pants that hug her pert little ass perfectly making me wish for a moment that we were alone and she's barefoot giving me instant thoughts of her being barefoot and pregnant in the new house, the one she's yet to see. I want to take them both out to it today if her highness agrees. A king only bows down to his Queen and the only time she gives me full reign is when I have her stripped bare and ready for me.

"Smells good." I wrap my arms around her waist nuzzling her neck and she presses back into me not faltering from cutting the fruit in front of her. She hums in response and when she finishes laying the knife down she turns and gives me her lips for my morning kiss I'm growing so fond of.

"Happy Father's Day Christian." She says against my mouth her eyes are bright and awake this morning. I've never been that much of a heavy sleeper but it seems now that I have my personal dream catcher taking away my nightmares she's able to get out of bed without me noticing on the mornings we're able to sleep in.

"Are we expecting anyone?" I ask looking at the superfluous amount of food that's been prepared.

"No. But I was planning on packing some of it up for the security guys like the muffins and croissants and whatever else left over that's good." Her heart is larger than she realizes. Even though I know our security is fed properly, she still seems to think that they're worked to the bone for us without food or water. I'm sure doing the little things like this also lessens the unnecessary guilt she feels for having security in the first place.

We eat together just the three of us and I realize that the blonde pain in the ass that is always around isn't with us this morning.

"And where is our little radio this morning?" I joke and I'm rewarded with my angel's delightful giggle.

"She grabbed a cup of coffee then went and worked out this morning."

"Good, it's nice to have some peace and quiet."

"Oh whatever, don't act like you wont miss her when she moves out."

"I wont."

"You will too, you grump." Maybe a little, she's growing on me. It's like having another little sister around. I'm forever thankful that Ana's best friend is one of the few females out there that doesn't look at me like they want to devour me and always fluttering their eyes. She looks at me the same way Mia does and it gives me a great since of personal security that I don't have to worry about anything.

"She leaves when?" I know it's scheduled on my calendar but I can't remember what day.

"She starts work tomorrow and the rest of her stuff should be here Wednesday. So there are only a few more days until she leaves. Also, Mia will be here tomorrow again to watch Matty with Gail but not Tuesday. I really think he needs to do something though besides stay home all the time." She says to me but looks at our son with a hint of sadness, which I hope to correct when she see's the house I have picked out for us. She's mentioned that an apartment like this is no way for a five year old to live, he needs space and outdoors to run around and I agree.

"I want to take you two somewhere today." I tell her after we've finished breakfast.

"The Grace?" She questions and I shake my head.

"A surprise." I say with a bit more excitement that I planned on.

"I believe it's us who are supposed to surprise you today." She says with a smile.

"I don't need anymore gifts. You've given me plenty." I've received more that I ever have from her and Matt the last few days then ever before.

"Just one?" She asks holding her finger up and pulls my hand into the great room where our son is playing with some of his many toys that are scattered around. He only ever plays with a couple at a time but each morning they're all scattered out for his choosing. She grabs her purse from the table and we sit on the couch together.

"Just one gift this time." She says to me with a naughty smile and my eyes instantly flicker to my mark that's clothed, but I know its there. Besides her agreeing to marry me and giving me a son that is the best thing I've ever received. GEH doesn't come close to the amount of happiness I have for her being permanently branded by my name. The caveman in me puffs up at the reminder.

"Fine." I begrudgingly agree even though I have no need for anything else. She reaches in and hands me some papers. I take them without looking at them and give her a kiss.

"Thank you baby."

"You don't even know what it is yet." She laughs and It doesn't matter to me what it is I'll love it anyway I'm sure. I glance at it and have to reread it just to make sure it's real.

"Adoption papers?" I ask her praying it's not a joke. It was something I knew would happen once we get married that I was sure of because I'd make it happen but this, now, her willingly getting them before I've had to ask officially means the fucking world.

"You're dad helped me with them. He said it would be easy since I'm his only parent legally and no one is on his birth certificate so it can be done faster than the usual cases."

"Matthew Steele Grey" I read out at the name change and I can feel tears prick the corners of my eyes refusing to let them fall. I set them down and pull her into my lap showing her how much I love it not quite able to get the words out just yet

"Best Father's Day Ever Mrs. Grey"

"And many more to come." Many more indeed.

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