A/N: I'm not even going to talk. LOL

All mistakes are my own.

I don't own FSOG (Just this plot and some original characters)

Running out of the house, to the end of the driveway, Ana looked to her left and right, silently cursing that no one was around. Opening her purse, she scrolled through her contacts, hoping to call her driver, when she was enveloped in warm, strong, arms.

"Ana."

Shaking her head, Ana kept her gaze on the street. Sighing, Christian slowly walked around her. He gazed at her with concern.

"Ana. I had no idea. I promise you, I had no knowledge of Jose sleeping with my sister. She's always making excuses for the guy. We've never actually met him. She has another kid. A son."
Feeling as if she'd been punched in the throat, Ana stumbled back. Gripping her arms, Christian steadied her.

"Hey. It's okay."

Tears filling her eyes, Ana stared up at him.

"Christian. How old is the child?"

Sighing, Christian stepped closer.

"Ana, I don't think-"

"Tell me. Tell me, how old is the boy?"

Silently wishing he saw Jose right now so he could strangle him, he answered her.

"He's three."

Feeling sick, Ana gripped Christian's forearms, praying to God that she could stay up.

"N-no. This can't be real. Jose wouldn't do that to me." Looking into Christian's eyes, Ana shook her head in disbelief.

"That was around the first time we had sex. I wanted to wait, but when Jose said that he only wanted me, I believed him. So, I decided to amend my rules a bit. However, I told him I wanted kids. Like right away, and if I got pregnant, I wouldn't complain. He always made an excuse, then said that it wasn't the right time. Then, we he finally agreed, we couldn't get pregnant. I was checked out, and fine, and the doctor couldn't understand why Jose couldn't get me pregnant."

He understood, but held back his tongue, due to doctor/patient confidentiality, Christian snarked.

Seeing the Ana was starting to hyperventilate, Christian rubbed her back and coaxing her to follow him.

"It's okay, Ana. Just breathe. In and out. That's it. Slowly. In and out." Closing her eyes, she listened to his voice, finding herself able to calm down somewhat. Blinking her eyes open, Christian could see the sadness lurking there.

"I truly was never enough for him."

Cupping her face, he leaned forward and kissed her lips. He was relieved when she returned his kiss, with a soft press of her own lips. After a while, he pulled away.

"Ana. You are more than enough for me. Please believe that."

Placing her hands atop his, she shook her head.

"I want to believe it, Christian. I really do. But I-"

"Then believe it."

Confused, Ana wondered what he was talking about, so she asked him.

"It's simple, Ana. Believe it. Or at least, convince yourself to believe it until you actually do." Pulling her close, Christian spoke quietly.

"Let me take you away still. We can still head to San Francisco, for our weekend trip. Let's just get away, you and I like we planned. I still very much want you, and I want to show you how much I want you in my life. Please."

"What about this mess?"

"It'll be here when we get back." Biting her lip, she looked down the empty street. While keeping her gaze averted from him, she spoke softly.

"I need to know."

"Know what?" he asked, waiting for Ana to turn her beautiful eyes back to him. When she did, he was stunned by the raw intensity in them.

"Christian. I can't play any more games. I physically do not think I would be able to handle it."

Smiling softly, Christian leaned forward and kissed her lips. Pulling back, he nodded.

"Good. Because I am a man who has no patience for games. Now, are you staying or leaving with me?"

Reaching out, she gripped the front of his shirt.

"Okay."

…

Sinking to the chair, Grace stared at her daughter in disbelief. Carrick looked a bit shell shocked, and had spent the last several minutes pouring three glasses of brandy. He handed me one, before throwing back the other two. Once he finished, he set the glasses down, before looking to the ceiling.

"That is why we haven't me Jose. Because he was Ana's fiancé all along?"

Nodding, Mia looked down at her hands.

"And you've been with him for four years. Isn't that the same length of time Ana has been engaged?"

Tears running down her cheeks, she answered.

"Yes."

Suddenly Grace became angry at Mia's tears.

"I do not want you upset, because it will hurt the baby. However, Mia, you are a grown woman. Woman do not sleep with otherwise engaged, married, or in a relationship men. Have I taught you nothing?! What on earth were you thinking?"

"I was thinking he loved me first! He would have been with me had Ana not come into the picture!" Mia shouted back.

And to her it was true.

Mia met Jose five years ago at her mother's charity function. At the time, he was a first-time senator, and looked like a fish out of water. Mia instantly rescued him from a boring conversation and they hit it off instantly. They went on dates, sight-seeing, and made love almost everywhere. She was ready to bring him to meet her parents, when all of a sudden, Jose started seeing some new woman.

Anastasia Steele.

Oh, Ana heard of her. The beautiful socialite, who was heir to the Steele fortune, founded by her daddy, Raymond Steele. She'd seen her volunteer work, and involvement in the community, and thought it was all for press. Until she spoke with her one day, and found out that the woman was genuinely kind. That was the moment, Mia felt bad, but was already in too deep. Weeks later from that, Mia found out she was pregnant with their first child, Matthew. Mia thought he would leave Ana once he found out, but she read in the papers that same night, that Ana was engaged to Jose.

Her man.

So, she confronted him at his office. But, he told her it was in name only, and for political backing. So, she eased up a bit. It'd been getting harder to sneak around, but Mia believed it to be all worth it.

Then, when Ana caught the two of them in bed, she thought that would be her golden ticket. Jose would finally run to her arms.

But Jose didn't call her back.

And she saw him with another woman last night.

Now, she had to deal with Ana being in her life. Judging by the look on her brother's face, she knew that would be a long while.

"I'm so disappointed in you, Mia. The other woman. You know the countless cases I have worked on, and how hard it is for the cheated-on party to regroup. I've seen feelings of doubt, and bitterness; not to mention self-esteem issues. You couldn't have at least confronted Ana about it, and told her your stance? I'm not saying it's right, but it's something. You have two children by this man!"

Carrick raised his voice at the end, uncaring of Mia's current state.

"Dad-"

"We help you take care of this child. You live here. You barely pay anything. But now, I think it's time you start taking responsibility. You are twenty-six Mia. Start acting like it."

Unable to say anymore, Carrick stormed off to his office, where the rest of his liquor was held. Once he left the room, Grace stood. She studied her child for a moment, before tilting her head to the side. Wiping her tears, Mia spoke harshly.

"Let me guess. You are disappointed in me as well? Before you go on as father did, I should let you know that no one can make me feel more terrible than I do right now. I just, I couldn't help falling in love with Jose."

"Mia. Everyone has choices. To take a certain path, means a certain outcome. You chose the path with a man who was already promised to another. How in the world did you ever think this would turn out well? Your brother is dating a woman who was affected by your reckless decision."

"What would you have me do?"

Walking closer, Grace sighed.

"Apologize to Ana. Although I know if I were in her shoes, I would hardly be open to listening to the woman who caused me to end my engagement, I would still try to make amends. Then, you need to have an adult conversation with Jose on what you plan on doing. Specifically, what he plans on doing to help his kids. It doesn't look right for a second term senator to have two kids that he is unwilling to claim."

….

San Francisco.

They'd been here for over two hours, and Ana already loved it. She enjoyed the people, the weather, and the food. But most of all, she enjoyed her company.

Christian Grey.

Since they landed, Christian had been nothing but attentive. He told her during their entire ride to leave all the mess concerning Jose and his sister back in Seattle. When Christian first said that he had no idea, Ana knew it wasn't his fault. She wasn't running from him, but the situation. She'd known Christian Grey for a short while, but what she already knew was that he wasn't the type of man to lead a woman on. He was very direct, and that could seem cruel to some, but to Ana, it was a breath of fresh air.

Imagine that, honesty.

So, when he asked her if she would still come with him, she knew that saying yes would still be the right choice. After all, he wasn't his sister, and she would never judge another based on the previous person's actions.

When they arrived, a driver was already waiting for them on the tarmac, and they were instantly taken through the city. Ana loved the hustle and bustle, but unlike New York, everything was still calmer in San Francisco. Ana found that she liked that quite much. After a twenty-minute drive, the driver pulled up to a gated community. Once they entered, Ana marveled at the extravagant, and refurbished homes. It was as if she was taking a trip back in time. When the pulled into a deep driveway, Ana openly gaped at the grand home. Christian's second home, which was located in the Sea Cliff area of San Francisco. It was a very large, antique style mansion, with the estate sitting on the edge of the cliff. They entire home presented views of the Pacific Ocean, and the number of trees surrounding his property was absolute astonishing. Ana could imagine during the day, the view would be wonderful, and was looking forward to it come morning. After giving her a brief tour of the place-the bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchen and sitting areas, they dropped their bags and headed back out. He wanted to take her to a restaurant he recently heard of. More than happy to tag along, Ana readily agreed.

Currently, they were on the other side of town, eating in the Noe valley area eating at some new up and coming restaurant. The place was supposed to have some of the best French inspired food.

"How did you know this place existed? You're mostly in Seattle, right?"

Taking a sip of his wine, he nodded.

"Yes, I am. However, I knew of this place because of a recent client. They wanted to thank me for saving their two restaurants, by inviting me to anytime to eat here. They even encouraged to bring a date."

Smiling, Ana grabbed her own wine glass while taking a look around the restaurant. It was on the small side, but it was still very much cozy, and intimate. The dim lighting, the unique style tables, and 18thcentury chairs was a perfect blend of the old and new world.

"I like it. Very different, but classy. Now that I think about it, it fits perfectly in San Francisco."

"That's what I said. They were planning on placing it in New York. They have one already in Seattle, but when I visited the first one, I knew instantly it would be more successful in San Francisco. So, I pitched the idea to them, and they were thrilled. To be honest, I think they were more thrilled with my funding their business than anything else."

Just then, a waiter approached their table.

"Hello sir, and madam. What can I get started for you tonight?"

"I'll take the honey glazed chicken with potatoes. Ana?"

"I'll take the Basque seafood stew."

Jotting down their order, he nodded.

"Very good."

Once they were left alone, Ana smiled.

"I know we had a rough start to this weekend, but I am glad I came with you, Christian. This is absolutely wonderful. Thank you."

"I'm glad you decided to join me as well, Ana. I really am glad to have you with me. and I know this is soon, but Ana, I want you to know that I am absolutely crazy over you. I want you in my life, and I'll take you in any capacity I can have you."

….

Later that evening, Grace picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Good evening. My name is Francesca. Francesca Steele. I was wondering if I could speak with a Dr. Grey?"

The name sounded familiar to Grace.

"This is her. May I ask who is calling?"

Grinning on her end of the phone, Francesca pulled her nightgown over her head before quietly leaving her bedroom. Her husband was in a deep sleep, and she'd been going crazy trying to figure out how it went with Ana and Christian. She padded to the kitchen, and pulled out her favorite; strawberry cheesecake ice cream, and a spoon. Sitting on the stool, she answered.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I am Ana's mother. The one who is dating your son, Christian? We've also worked on several hunger initiative boards, and I wanted to reach out-"

"Francesca! I remember. We never get to chat. You or I are always busy. How are you?"

"Fine. Honestly, I am dying with curiosity to know how it went tonight. Ana called and told my husband and I that she was having dinner with you tonight. She's such a lovely girl, and I've heard nothing but great things about Christian. So, I'm calling because I'm a nosy, but curious mother."

At that, Grace laughed aloud. She too headed into the kitchen, and pulled out a bottle of wine.

Scratch that. I may need another bottle.

Once she pulled out a second one, she sat at the kitchen counter. Kicking off her shoes, she spoke.

"Well, I am glad you called. But, it didn't go quite as planned."

Eyebrows raised, she dug into her sweet treat.

"Oh? Why not?"

Deciding to get right to it, Grace spoke.

"We both have a mutual problem. Jose Rodriguez."

At that, Francesca glared into the open space of her kitchen.

"Tell me more," she said, her accent coming out thickly in her anger.

….

Reaching over the table, Ana squeezed his hand.

"That is absolutely wonderful, Christian. The food is great, as well as the atmosphere. I know that you run a very successful business, but it is so good to see that you help up and coming business owners. It speaks of your character."

Smiling sadly, he returned her hand squeeze before pulling away.

"But, it doesn't explain my sister's character. God, I'm so sorry, Ana. I know that we will work on fixing the problem when we return, but I am still so very sorry. This is a huge mess."

Sighing, Ana took another drink from her glass-this time a long one-before speaking.

"I meant what I said on the plane, Christian. I do not blame you. Just from being around you, I can tell you had no knowledge of this."

Shaking his head, he sat back in his chair.

"I know. We were always trying to figure out why Mia would never bring him around. I mean, the guy already has a son with my sister. I know mom and dad has been helping her, and even I've given Mia whatever she asked. But this? This has gone too far!"

Ana could see how torn up he was about his sister. On the one hand, he could go after Jose, but those were Mia's kids father. Any damage he'd inflict would no doubt bring damage to them. He wanted to avoid any unnecessary casualties, but he knew it couldn't be helped. Ana could see his mind working.

"Christian. Jose is a terrible man. To deny his children all for political gain? I don't know what I ever saw in him. I am still floored by the fact that he already has a son. And your sister. I cannot understand why she would continue to involve herself with a man who is already engaged? It boggles my mind. I especially feel stupid that I was unable to see the signs before. I especially feel terrible for walking out on your parent's lovely dinner."

"No one blames you, Ana. I think like you; my parents were in just as much shock at the turn of events. Mia does live with her son on the property. Now however, she will be living there with her second child as well."

Suddenly tears welled in her eyes. Acting fast, Christian stood, and scooted the chair closer to her.

"What is it, Ana?" Christian asked, glad to be in the back corner of the restaurant, where no one could see them. Shaking her head, she continued to glance down at her hands, which were gripping the table cloth like a lifeline. Gently prying her fingers from the lace, he pulled them to his mouth, and kissed each finger. When he felt her start to relax, he asked the question again.

"Christian. I am over Jose. I want no parts with the man. All the romantic feelings I had for him vanished the moment he betrayed me by cheating. I could never be with someone like that, again. But, I can't help but think about the babies. His son. He knew how much I wanted children. He lied to me. openly lied to my face, and gave her so easily what he refused to even give me. That hurts, you know? I give my all to everything, and to be openly mocked, and used makes me ill."

Kissing her hair, he kept trying to calm her, while thinking of ways to completely obliterate the man.

"I hate seeing you like this, Ana. As crazy, and clichéd as what I am about to say is, it still is the truth. He didn't deserve you. He was intimidated by a real woman who has real wants and needs. I know I don't deserve you, but I will work my hardest to be. I'm also too selfish to let you go. I will give you everything you ever want, and need, all you have to do is ask. I know for several years he was a part of your life. It's hard to suddenly forget those memories, but please know, that he is no longer a factor. You are beautiful, kind, and smart, and witty. He is a politician."

The way he said politician, as if it left a bad taste in his mouth, caused Ana to giggle, and look into his warm gaze.

"You say that like a swear word."

Mouth quirking up a bit he nodded.

"It should be." Sobering up a bit, he leaned over and kissed her soft lips, pleased when she sighed.

"I meant what I said. Anything you want, or need. I will give it to you. Don't worry about Jose anymore. Soon he will no longer be a factor."

Ana wanted to ask what he meant, when all of a sudden, he waved over the waiter.

"Let's get out of here. I want some dessert, and I know just the place."

Ohhh yeah! LOL see y'all I wasn't going to destroy their trip. This is just the first day of it, so the next couple of chapters will be SF. I love every single one of our reviews, I read them ALL, so leave me more. Love ya, and see you sometimes next Saturday!