A/N: Thanks to anyone who takes the time to read. From now on I'm going to update this story once a week, so I'm able to update my two other stories as well. However if I end a chapter with a huge cliffhanger, there will be bonus chapters, so you don't have to wait a whole week for the next chapter...

Disclaimer: All characters belong to E.L. James.

Ana's POV

I saunter back to the house and grin like an idiot. I have no idea what possessed me to tease Christian like that, but it was fun. I walk into the kitchen, were Mia, Kate, my mom and Grace are making salads and prepare the rest of the food for our BBQ. My mom is going back to Georgia tomorrow so it will be nice to have a BBQ and enjoy the nice weather.

"Did you find Christian, darling?"

"Yes, he was on the dock Grace, where is Mireya?" I look around and see that the bouncer chair she was sleeping in is empty.

"She woke up, Carrick, Elliot and Ray took her into the family room, I guess by now they are all making stupid faces, to make her laugh."

"Ok, can I help you?"

"If you want, sure. We need more beer for the men, would you mind going to the garage and get more out of the fridge in there?" Grace asks.

"I'll get them, how many bottles do we need?"

"10 bottles should be enough, there is a small basket in the garage, put them in there to carry it in here." I nod leave the kitchen and check on Mireya, who is getting entertained by her grandpa's and uncle, before I go into the garage and get the beer. I'm just back in the kitchen when my mouth pops open.

Christian walks into the kitchen from the backdoor and he is dripping wet.

"Oh dear, what happened darling?" Grace's is by his side immediately while Mia, Kate, my mom and I are just staring at him.

"I ... umm ... fell into the water." he mutters, but isn't looking her in the eyes. I think he is lying.

"And you had time to take your shoes of before you fell into the water" Kate says and points to the shoes in his hands which are dry.

"I took them off when I sat at the dock." I frown, I'm pretty sure he was wearing them when I was outside.

"No you didn't, you were wearing them five minutes ago when I came out to look where you were" Christian actually blushes when I say that, so I'm now convinced he was lying, but I have no idea why.

"Well, maybe you will tell us later why you decided to go for a swim fully clothed, but now I want you to go and change before you catch a cold" Grace says and Christian is only too eager to leave the room.

"Was he alright when you saw him Ana?"

"Yes Grace, I have no idea why he went swimming with his clothes on." I shrug and put the bottles from the basket into the fridge until we need them.

"Have you said something to him?" Mia asks and suddenly I put two and two together and start to giggle.

"Ana?"

"It's nothing Mia, come on, I'll help you with the salad." and with that we are off the topic. If my guess is right, I don't want to embarrass Christian by telling his mother and sister that he jumped into the sound because he needed to cool down, literally.

An hour later we are all sitting on the patio having a good time. Well, almost everyone, Mireya is crying and no matter what I do she won't stop. I went inside and tried to feed her, I checked her diaper and put her down in her stroller for a nap, but nothing worked.

"I'm going to walk around with her, that usually helps." I mutter and get up.

"I'll join you" Christian gets up too and we walk around the property. Miraculously, once I start to walk Mireya crying dies down and she just whimpers a little.

"Wow, she calmed down fast."

"Oh, believe me if I stop walking now, she will start all over again." I chuckle and now that we are alone something comes back to my mind.

"You know, I'm wondering how you managed to keep your lifestyle a secret, you are a terrible liar."

"Excuse me?" Christian looks appalled, but I just grin at him. "You fell in the sound? Come on, that was not even a good lie. You couldn't look Grace in the eyes while you lied to her and you blushed when I caught you lying."

"Maybe I just don't like to lie to my family, but then again telling my mother that the little redhead standing next to her gave me a raging hard on and then left me hanging, so I had to jump into the cold water to get my dick back down is not something I would even consider to do." he hisses and I giggle.

"Come on, I was just teasing you. Haven't I teased you while we were seeing each other?"

"Not exactly, you were very different Ana, but I have to admit I'm starting to enjoy this new side of you."

"That is good, because I like the way I am."

"So, do you want to put your theory to a test" he asks with a seductive smile.

"My theory?"

"About redheads" now it is my turn to blush. "Umm ... you know I can't, I still have two weeks to wait until I'm even allowed to do that, so let's just say we wait and see how I feel about it then."

"You know Ana, if you can tease me like that, you shouldn't lack the courage to actually do what you hinted at." he challenges me and I glare at him.

"Maybe I'll do it with some one else" I snap and he gasps. "What?"

"I was just kidding, I don't plan to have sex with anyone right now. I just had a baby, I have other things to think about than getting laid."

"What if it just happens, with someone else?"

"Could you please drop it Christian? Honestly, it was just a bad joke."

"I love you Anastasia and the thought of you being with someone else is killing me!"

I stare at Christian and sigh, I guess honesty is the best. "Look Christian, I believe you when you say that you love me, but I can't be with you right now. I mean, what if I give you a chance and then remember that I never wanted to see you again. My life is complicated enough at the moment, I don't want to add to it anymore." and because I feel bad for him and he looks like a beaten dog I want to give him something at least. "But I decided to stay here at your parents house until I get my memory back."

"Really?"

"Yes, so are we good?" he nods and we continue to walk, but as soon as we come near the gate the paparazzi go crazy.

"Mister Grey, is that your new submissive?"

"Is that your child?"

"Has he beaten you already?" those are only a few of the questions they yell at us and now I'm mad and when Mireya let's go an angry cry, indicating that she has a shitty diaper I come up with a plan. I take my cardigan of, place it on the lawn near the gate and start to undress Mireya.

"Ana, what are you doing?"

"Changing our daughter" I answer Christian and once the diaper is off her, I wipe her clean with some tissues I had in my pants pocket, dress Mireya without diaper, wrap her in my cardigan and give her to Christian. I take the full diaper, saunter over to the gate and throw it with as much force as possible over the gate, so it lands on top of one of the paparazzi's head.

"How submissive is that? Oh, and by the way, you are full of shit!" with that I turn around and saunter back to Christian who is gaping at me open-mouthed.

"What, serves them right" I giggle and suddenly Christian starts to laugh and his laugh is so infectious that I have to laugh too.

"I can't believe you just did that Ana" he gets out through hauls of laughter and it takes us a while to recover. We go back to the house and I take Mireya upstairs to put her a new diaper on and feed her.

Later that evening we all sit outside on the patio and Elliot has his guitar outside to play some songs for us. It's a nice warm evening and I really enjoy just listen to the music.

When he starts an old country song I find myself singing the lyrics without really thinking about it. When he stops, I realise they are all staring at me.

"That was beautiful Ana, do you sing often?" Grace wants to know.

"No, I don't know why I sang along, I've never heard the song before, I just knew the lyrics. Can you play it again Elliot?" he nods and starts again. It's like this weird feeling when you know something but can't find the right words to describe it and suddenly, I remember it.

"Oh my god, I remember it. Daddy, you took me to a bonfire and we sat there with some of your friends. One played the guitar and you sang that song. You sang it over and over until I sang with you. I was 9 or maybe 10. This did happen right?"

My dad has the biggest smile on his face, comes over and hugs me tightly. "Yes, we did that Annie, it was the summer before you turned 10. You loved that song, after the bonfire you sang it for weeks."

For a moment I'm speechless, I really remembered something of my life before I woke up from the coma. Secretly I feared it would never happen, that my memory was gone for good, but now I know that they are still there and that all I need to do is find the right trigger to get them back.

"Well, that was to be expected, out of everything you could possibly remember first, you remembered Ray. Not your own mother, but him" my mother hisses and storms off, leaving not only me, but everyone else too shocked behind. I have no idea why she reacted that way, but something tells me that my feeling not to trust her completely was right. Something about my relationship with my mother is wrong and I feel like I won't like whatever the reason behind it is.