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Thank you so so much for the reviews and kind messages for the last chapter.
Almost everybody wanted the dock talk between CG and Phoebe so here it is.
I have also added a little sister bonding scene and then the drama begins.
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CHRISTIANS POV
I don't remember hitting Tortuga. I don't remember my father and brother pulling me off of him and down through the back yard. I don't remember my sister chastising me for my adolescent behavior.
What I do remember is looking around and realizing that my wife, daughter and mother were no where in sight. I do remember the utter panic I felt when I tracked my wife's phone to the hospital. I remember the ten minute drive that seemed like it took hours and I remember my wife pulling me in to a room where my daughter was.
After that it's fuzzy.
Phoebe...Pregnant...Baby...Scan Picture...15 Years old...Tortuga's Baby...Grandpa...Only Just out of college...whole life ahead of her...
So now here I am, sitting at the end of the dock staring out at the water. Everything in my mind is jumbled up. I'm angry that she's pregnant, but at the same time I'm ecstatic. I hate the fact that Tortuga is the father but on the other hand I think he is what Phoebe needs. I hate his fucking guts, but now I have to play happy families with him? God, this is so fucked up!
When I read the back ground check that Welch sent me over and I saw the words "Had urine test because of suspected pregnancy age 15. Test result- negative"
I almost had a heart attack. I know now that the test was a precaution on the hospitals part but they would not have given her the test unless she admitted she was sexually active. I still want to know how she did all that and it slipped by me?
I never wanted any of my children to follow in my footsteps. Sure, take over the helm at GEH. Learn how to fly and sail or run a 4 minute mile, but not this.
Not my former lifestyle and not getting involved with an older person at the age of 15.
I tried everything to keep them away from that world and yet my eldest daughter is so deep in that world that she has this whole other life. Part of her background check had a list of "Previous Partners". I screwed that bit of paper up and put it straight in the bin. I don't like the thought of any of my girls being intimate with anybody. I especially don't what to reader their partners names!
How did we not know what was going on? Then again, I hid an affair with my mothers best friend for 6 years without anyone knowing. Phoebe has unlimited resources so it would have been easy for her to wipe security footage an change flight plans without anyone knowing.
I can't look at this lake anymore. I need to stretch my legs. I stand up and walk to the end of the dock and when I look up at the window of our bedroom I see a flash of brunette so I know my wife has been watching me.
I don't know how she can be so calm about knowing Phoebe was 15 when she had sex with Tortuga. When she found out about me and Elena she wanted to kill her but finding out a 25 year old man slept with our 15 year old seems to not have fazed her. I don't get it.
I start off at a brisk walk and I head up the hill that over looks our property. I love it here. You can see for miles and you can see why they call Montana Big Sky Country. It's a beautiful state. I make my way back to the house and when I pass the dock I glance up and see a small figure sat at the end. At first I think it's Ana but then I realize that this person is slightly bigger. It's must Phoebe as Maggie and Katie are more Ana's size.
I decide to go talk to her. Try to clear the air. I start walking down the dock and when I get a little closer I hear sniffling. She's crying?
She must hear me approaching but she makes no move to look at me. I stand behind her and when she doesn't invite me to sit down I decide to take the first step.
"Mind if I sit down?"
"It's your dock" She shrugs and wipes her tears on her sleeve.
"Why are you crying?" I ask her softly
"Isn't it obvious?" She snorts
"Not to me"
"Everything is so fucked up. I Had my life all planned out. I wanted to rise through the ranks at GEH. Introduce you guys to Matthew and make you fall in love with him just like I did. Get engaged, then married, maybe a kid or two way way way in the future. And now look at my life. My father has beat up my boyfriend. Twice. The lifestyle that I never wanted any of my family to know about is the main topic of gossip. There is a madman after my family and now I'm going to be a mother" She shakes her head and gives a small laugh. "I can't even look after myself. How am I going to look after a baby?"
And I thought I had a lot of things running through my mind.
"Are you not happy about the baby?"
"I am. I'm just also terrified. I mean, I've only just been able to let my family hug me and even then I have to fight the urge to lash out. If Matthew spends the night away from me I wake up screaming my head off and sweating like I've ran a marathon. What type of stability, apart from financial, could I possible give a kid? I already love this baby and I will do my best to be the best mother I can possible be, but I know I'm going to fuck it up. I mean, look at me?" She starts crying again and I offer her my handkerchief and after she has wiped her tears I gently grasp her chin.
"I am looking at you, Phoebe Grace and do you know what I see?" She shakes her head and looks at me with her big grey eyes.
"I see a young woman that I am so proud of. After Everything you have been through in your life and you're still here making the whole family proud every damn day and I do know what type of mother you will be. A great one. Any baby would be lucky to have you. You're kind, strong, funny, lovable, the list goes on and on" I tell her and she gives me a watery smile.
"Thanks dad"
I gently wrap my arm around her slim shoulders and pull her a little closer to me.
"What about...your boyfriend? Is he going to help you raise the baby?" She pulls back and so she can look at my face.
"Of course he is! He's really excited about the baby. He would never leave me, dad. And his name is Matthew!"
"You can't blame me for not liking him! Imagine a 25 year old man sniffing around Katie, how would you feel?" Her face goes white at my words.
"It wasn't like that when we met! You probably won't believe me and I can't believe I'm telling you this but I was the one that seduced him. Not the other way around but you make it sound like he was a predator that preyed on me. I lied to him when we met, I told him I was 18. We had one amazing...um, I mean...we spent the night together and then the next morning when he found out my real age he went ballistic. After that night we were strictly friends until we got together two years ago. He's a honourable man and I don't know why you hate him so much?"
I don't say anything for a few minutes I just watch the moonlight bounce off the water. Should I tell her? About Elena? Perhaps she will understand why I have such strong emotions about her boyfriend. I know that she knows about her mother an I practicing BDSM. Ana told me everything about their conversation earlier today. I decide to bite the bullet.
"When I was 15, I was out of control. I would fight, smoke, do some minor drugs and drink most nights until I passed out. I was suspended from 3 different schools and my parents were at their wits end. One day, my mothers best friend said she had some rubble in her yard that needed clearing and my parents thought it would be good for me to do some manual labor to work out some of my aggression. The first day I worked my ass off and my mothers friend came out with some ice lemonade for me. She said something and I made a wise assed remark...and then she slapped me. She slapped me so hard I dropped my glass. Then she kissed me. I'd never been kissed before and I was really confused. She said to come back the next day and she would teach me how to be a good boy. Those were the exact words she used, teach me to be a good boy...the next day I went back and...she introduced me to her dungeon" My daughter gasps when I say this part.
There is a difference between a Dungeon and a playroom. A playroom is for role play and mostly pleasure. A dungeon is pure pain. The harshest aspects of BDSM there is.
"I won't go into details but she was vicious. She was a master of the cane and more often than not my back would bleed. I thought I deserved everything I got. I was her submissive for 6 years"
"Oh My God!" She gasps with her hand covering her mouth.
"You were a submissive?"
"For 6 years" I nod and let the information sink in.
"How old was she?"
"34, almost 35 when it started. Because of my history with my birth mother I believed I was worthless and I thought I deserved every punishment she gave me. When I turned 21 I knew that I wanted to be in charge so I went to a few clubs and learned how to be a dominant" I squirm uncomfortably because this is never a conversation I thought I would be having with my daugather.
"When I bought Escala I had one of the upstairs bedrooms turned into a playroom and I contracted several submissive's over the next 6 years. We always had contracts and I was never a nasty Dom who liked beating for beatings sake or humiliation"
"Was...was Mom? One of your?..."
"No, your mother was never my sub. When I first met her, I admit I wanted her to be but when I got to know her I realized that she doesn't have a submissive bone in her body. It was because of your mother that I started to believe that I could love another person and I could be loved in return. I was so messed up in the head that even to this day I sometimes find it hard to believe that I have a woman like your mother in my life. When I found out that you're into BDSM, I freaked out, especially when I found out that you met Matthew when you were 15"
"You thought that he did to me what she did to you?"
"Yes, I did. The thought of you being caned or whipped makes me feel ill"
"Dad, it's not like that with Matthew and I. It never has been. We have a relationship built on trust and love. Not pain and pleasure. He would never hurt me. Ever."
"Good to know. Still doesn't make me like him though" I shrug and she laughs softly.
"Can I tell you a little story now?"
"Sure" I pull her closer to me and she leans her head on my shoulder.
"After the attack, I always felt out of control. I hated being in a crowded room. I didn't like the dark. I would have panic attacks if I saw men that even looked a little bit like him. I started drinking and smoking...and doing a little bit of Pot" She whispers.
"What!"
"Calm down, Mom already chewed me out. Anyway one day I was at Escala and like I told mom, I stumbled up on your playroom. I freaked out. I'm talking full on screamed and then fainted. When I woke up I did some research and long story short, I ended up meeting Matthew that night. And Mark, come to think about it. I spent the night with Matthew and when I came home the next day you were waiting for me with the security team. You grounded me and sent me straight to my room. Over the next few days I started thinking about how everybody would be better off without me" She looks down and a look of shame comes across her face.
"I stole a bottle of pills from the medicine cabinet in your room and I was going to...to" she stops when she sees my horrified expression.
"Well, you can guess what I was going to do. I poured myself a glass of water and just as I was about to swallow a handful, my phone chirped. I considered ignoring it but when I glanced at the screen I saw Matthews name. He asked me to meet for coffee and even though it was nothing big, I felt...I don't know...hopeful, I guess. I skipped school the next day and met him at Starbucks in the Market. We talked and talked and I apologized for lying about my age. He forgave me and then I started crying. I told him what I almost did the night before and he said he wanted to help me. He made me promise and swear that I would never try to harm myself again and I listened to him. He taught me how to focus and control my temper. He would line coke cans up and make me whip them off or he would give me a pair of boxing gloves and just let me beat the shit out of him. He saved me, Dad. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here right now. He made me realize that I am a good person and not all the vile things that Edward Cooper told me I was. I love him so so much and he shows me every single day how much he loves me. We have a rule. We never go to bed angry and we make sure we tell each other we love each other as often as possible. I hope that one day, for me, you will accept him into our family"
"I guess I don't have a choice, seeing as he will be the father of my grand-baby" I shrug and she smiles because she knows that's the best I can do right now. I will talk to her in depth with Flynn as soon as we get back to Seattle about what she almost did.
"He'll also be your son in law, well, one day he will be"
"Do you think he will propose now that you're having the baby?" She snorts and then starts giggling like a crazy woman. She lays back on the dock and puts her hands above her head while she looks up at the stars.
"In the last 2 years, he's proposed 3 times"
"What? You must have said no, because it didn't show up on your background check?"
Oops!
"My background check? You did a background check on me? Oh what am I talking about, this is you we're talking about. Of course you did one" she laughs so I know she's not really mad.
"And in answer to your question, I have not said, No. But I haven't said, Yes, either. Each time he has asked "Will you marry me?" I've replied with "One day I will"
"Why haven't you said yes? If you love him, what's the problem?"
"He doesn't have everything he needs to be able to ask me" She sighs but even in the moonlight I can see that she has a look of melancholy on her face.
"What does he need?"
"It doesn't matter" she sits back up and snuggles into my side.
"I don't think I tell you often enough that I love you, Dad"
"I love you too, Sweetheart" I say while I kiss her head.
Ten minutes later and she is fast asleep by my side. Ana used to fall asleep really quickly when she was pregnant with all the kids so I can only assume that Phoebe has inherited this from her. Or it could just be all women.
I carefully scoop her up and carry her back towards the house. Before I reach the start of the dock I see Tortuga standing there.
Without saying a word, I walk to him and carefully transfer my sleeping daughter into his arms. We slowly walk back to the house in silence and I hold the door open for him so he can carry her through.
"Thanks" he mumbles and then goes to walk towards the basement and the tiny room they have been sharing since we got here.
"Its kinda cold tonight, why don't you stay up in Phoebes room. It has better heating than in the basement. It's the forth door on the right at the top of the stairs" See, I can extend the olive branch.
"That's a good idea. Thank you, Mr Grey" he nods his head and then starts to walk up the stairs but he turns on the first step and looks at me.
"I love her and I love our baby already. I won't ever let anything happen to them. I promise"
I nod my head at him and watch as he carrys her up the remaining stairs.
I don't want to like him, but maybe with time...a lot of time...we will see, I guess.
PHOEBES POV
The sunlight comes through the window and lands right in my face. I hate that!
Wait! Sunlight? We're in a basement? Where's the sun coming from? I slowly open my eyes to the bright glare and come face to face with Matthew who is about an inch from my face staring at me.
"Jeez! I hate it when you do that! Why do you watch me sleep? It's fucking creepy" I yell.
"Well good morning to you too my little delicate cupcake" He smiles and then leans forward for a morning kiss. When we pull apart, I get a wiff of his aftershave and my stomac rolls. I push him away from me and jump out the bed and run to the bathroom. Thank god we're in my room! I just, and I mean just, make it to the toilet before I throw my guts up. I feel Matthew behind me holding back my hair and when I'm finished I lean my arm on the bowl and rest my head.
"Fuck! Do you think I'm going to be doing this the whole time?" I whine.
"Im not sure, baby. I read online that it stops after the first trimester so you're almost there. Do you need anything?" He asks me sweetly.
"Yes. I really really really need you to take a shower. The smell of your aftershave is making me feel sick"
"I'm so sorry, baby" he says while stripping his clothes off.
"It's not your fault. It's blips fault" I murmur
"Blip?"
"It's what my Mom called us all when she was pregnant with us, I think it's kinda cute" I shrug from the floor and he smiles.
"Blip it is then" he smiles and then takes off his pants. He steps into the shower and starts scrubbing himself off with a soapy loofa.
"Babe, why are we in this room?" I ask while I watch him getting all steamy.
"You fell asleep last night when you were talking to your father and when he came back in he said it was a bit cold and to stay up here instead of basement" he hollers back.
I watch as he lathers his chest and my hormones spike. I want him. No, scratch that, I need him!
I stand up and quickly brush my teeth and swirl my mouth with mouth wash. I practically run to the shower and when I step in I wrap my arms around his back and start trailing kisses over his wet shoulder.
"Feeling better?" He smirks over his shoulder.
"Not yet, but I will be" I whisper as I run my hands down his belly towards my goal.
After a very dirty shower, I make my way out the bedroom only to bump in to Maggie in the hallway. She looks up like a deer caught in the headlights and I'm instantly put on guard.
"What's wrong?" I ask and to my shock she turns a deep shade of red.
"I didn't do it!" She exclaims and then she tries to act casual "I mean...Nothing's wrong"
"Yeah, really not buying it. Now, what's wrong?" For the first time I take in her appearance.
Her hair is a complete mess. She has a love bite on her neck and she keeps fidgeting. Behind her the bedroom door opens and Paul walks out with a cat that got the cream grin. He kisses Maggie soundly on the mouth and before he walks away he slaps her ass making her yelp.
"Mag's..." I start but she pulls my hand and goes into her room.
Whoa! Smell the sex!
Her bed looks like someone was murdererd in it and on one of the spokes of the headboard there is a mans tie wrapped around it. Been there, done that.
"God I'm such a slut!" she whisper screams which makes me burst out laughing.
"What the fuck did you guys do in here? Mag's, your beds destroyed" I laugh
"It's your boyfriends fault!"
"I can assure you that Matthew did not do that to your bed, seeing as he was in mine all night so what really happened?"
"Yesterday when we were doing the barbecue, Paul and Matthew were talking and the subject of sex came up and I guess, I don't know, Matthew must have given Paul some tips or something because last night he dragged me up here and went crazy on my ass! I'm talking he was in caveman mode! He bent me in ways I didn't even know I could do and then he..,,oh god this is so embarrassing! He...he spanked me!" She whispers and I desolve in a fit of giggles so bad that I have to support myself on the wall.
"God I haven't laughed that hard in years! Maggie, haven't you guys ever experimented in the past?"
"Of course we have but I'm taking about things like sex in public or in the car and different positions but never tie me up and smack my ass!" She looks horrified and now I'm worried that Paul's gone to far.
"Did you not like it?"
"Are you kidding me? I loved it! Ive never come that hard or that many times. Pheebs, it was amazing! But now I feel like a freak. What type of woman gets turned on by a man slapping her ass?"
"Um, half the women out there, me included. Maggie, if you like it and you're on the same page as your partner with limits and things then adding a bit of kink into a relationship can be very beneficial"
"How long were you and Matthew sleeping together before he spanked you? Good god! Are we really having this conversation?" She laughs
"I guess we missed this right of passage when we were teenagers. And to answer your question, the night you had last night, with the spanking and I'm assuming you were tied up?" She nods her head and blushes "The night I lost my virginity, we did all those things"
Her mouth drops open at my statement.
"So you're telling me that what I did last night, the mind blowing sex, coming multiple times and the...the...domination, you had that from them start?"
"I had that for one night and then it was almost 3 years of no sex at all. It wasn't until I turned 18 did I have a regular sex life"
"Jeez Phoebe! I knew you weren't a virgin but 15? Seriously!"
"You're forgetting that I know that you gave it up to Paul when you were barely 16 so don't judge me"
"I totally forgot I told you that" she says sheepishly
"We just need to make sure that Katie does as we say, not as we did"
"Agreed. I'd kill any little fucker who got near her"
"You would have to get in line, sister"
A few hours later I have Introduced Mark and Blaze to all my family and we start to put our heads together to find out how Hyde knew I am pregnant.
When he called me he said "I'm going to fuck you up so bad that they won't recognize you and then I'm going to cut the kid right out of your belly and make you watch as I stamp its teeny tiny brains in!"
That's why I passed out. His words were so shocking and the thought of my baby being hurt fills me with dread.
Over the next few hours we check the CCTV feed at the club and look at all known associates of Hyde with the help of my fathers team.
We take a break at around 5pm and we step into the back yard along with my mother, father, Katie, Tommy, Teddy, Sawyer, Taylor, Gail, Elliott and Ethan.
Out of nowhere all hell breaks lose.
The sound of rapid gun fire echoes across the lake and all of a sudden there are bullets raining down on us. We all scatter and Matthew pulls me to him and then he shields me with his body behind a massive concrete flower pot.
I can hear my family members scream and then almost as fast as it started it stops.
An eerie silence falls across us as the dust from everybody scrambling for safety settles.
That silence is broken by my mothers gut wrenching scream.
"NO NO! PLEASE GOD NO!"
AUTHORS NOTE
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