Teddy and Family

Chapter 11

A/n: Wow I'm stunned and overjoyed that you liked the last chapter…gotta admit that I was biting my nails when I posted it. FF fandom can be brutal sometimes.

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Disclaimer: EL James and sometimes SMeyer (I love to play with her characters but with my AU spin on them from my other story. Sorry folks I don't do Cannon ever. Like, Love it, Hate it…you have been warned ^^) own it all I'm just having fun with the characters, but the OC ones and story ideas are all mine.


Ana

It's a good thing that the Teddy and Hope went with Edward, Bella, and their little ones to see Santa because we would have had to have them taken to get their hearing tested, because when Jose Brian Rodriguez arrived he screamed like the biggest fan girl on the planet.

Usually JB, yes, I know what's wrong with calling him Jose you ask? Well, when we hit our teens he wanted his name to be changed to a symbol sort of like Prince, but his parents forbid it saying that this phase would run its course and he would be growling about getting it changed again, so they settled with calling him by his first and middle initials and it stuck. Now, he thinks it makes him sound more professional when he meets with clients. Though, he still gets called by his full name when he's in trouble or if one of us is mad at him.

As I was saying. JB arrived at the Meadows with his design team to start the tedious process of decking the inside of the mansion. This place is enormous it takes days for it to be completely transformed for holidays. We're behind this year because the historic snow storm caused the trees from Aspen to be delayed until it was over. He'd even dragged Paul along to help, as he was going to be checking in on the boys later anyway.

I guess it slipped my mind, with all that's been going on these past few days that the Disney crew would be here as well, because he nearly lost his mind as he drove up the drive and took in all the man candy working on making our home a Frozen Christmas. Paul being the sanest of the pair had chosen to take video of the action with his phone and lots and lots of pictures for the gang back at Calliope and at work.

I get that seeing demigods at work does take ones breath away, but JB took it to an entirely new level. It didn't help that said demigods were walking around in t-shirts and skin tight faded aged denim jeans along with the required tool belt around their waists. He wasn't watching where he was going and if it wasn't for Paul's quick reflexes he would have taken out the fountain in front of the house. Granted the entire drive was practically taken and that's saying something, as we have a massive driveway and it was full of vehicles, but taking both hands off the wheel to fan yourself so you won't faint that's just wrong! To make it worse he nearly ran over Luke, who was trying to direct him away from the front drive, but JB had his eyes glued to whatever ass was in his view!

Then the demigods proceeded to go over and help with getting the trees into the house and yes, JB fainted in the driver's seat. Demigod overload.

It's not like JB or Paul aren't demigod material in their own right, because they are. JB and Paul both make single girls weep and have all their teenage lives, because in all honesty that's one hell of a waste of fine male flesh. JB is six five, with jet black hair, hazel eyes, natural bronze skin, chiseled features due to the Native American side of his family tree, and has a wicked killer grin. Paul's six foot four, sky blue eyes, chiseled features, very much the combination of McDreamy and McSteamy. Both of them can easily keep up with the boys if they wanted to and were right with us when Jason was training us to be able to defend ourselves in any situation. JB and Paul also took classes along with us girls like dance, gymnastics, ballet, yoga…Did I mention that they were both star athletes along with the rest of the males in the Scooby gang?

Though, we all took dance and etiquette class because our Grans wanted us to be proper gentleman and ladies. After we graduated poor Mrs. K moved to Texas. The boys nearly drove her to a nervous breakdown, but she did claim that she could turn the wildest young man into a perfect gentleman, so she was asking for it in a way…I guess because she survived Elliot and his crew that we would be nothing to worry about, uh, nothing could have been further from the truth. None of us willingly wanted to go.

Sorry, lost my train of thought…Demigods are eating lunch in my dining room. Hot sweaty yummy demigods.

Hey! Don't judge me!

I'm quoting JB and Chris is napping with the babies! I'd like to see you try to stand here and not drool! It's harmless seeing as they're all taken and most of them are cousins by marriage, so it's not wrong! I am not actually related to any of them so I can look as much as I want! Kate and Mia can't come join in the fun, because seeing this much male perfection would send them both into early labor.

Hercules, Apollo, Poseidon, Ares, and well the others are every girls fantasy of Indian Warriors come to life. I nearly swallowed my tongue along with JB, Paul, Angel, and Sam when he and his little brothers stripped down to t-shirts! Miranda was seeing to Chris at the time with needle therapy and I cringe at just the thought of needles, so I went to enjoy the, um, activity going on outside. Paul was filming it for those sorry souls who were working or stuck elsewhere.

Nessie, Lori, and Alice were happily taking over decking the manner, as the rest of us were all suffering from visual sensory overload. One would have thought, since I live with my very own Adonis that I would be immune, but alas they would be wrong!

They don't even use fork lifts, because they don't need them. Emmett placed Marshmallow all by himself and that's saying something as that thing is gigantic. The boys are nearly done with the front of the house and their older brothers are halfway finished with the back. Nessie and Lori already finished with the trees and snowman that line the entire drive and the rest of the lawn and animatronics too. They weren't kidding when they boasted that they could easily keep up with the boys. They were heading up on the ladders to tackle the roof, but Chris put his foot down and nixed that before it started. I think it's because seeing the two of them is making him see what our girls will possibly resemble when they're teens and it's brought out the protective side big time. He's broken, so of course the girls humored him and went to tackle the inside instead.

Lori couldn't help but tell him to Google Carlie Mason and or Lori Xavier on his tablet and then set off to start in on the staircase banister.

My Flyboy apologized to Ness and Lori, but still remained firm that the outside ladders were off limits for all females, period. That got him a kiss on the cheek and a roll of the eyes. Stating that he was way worse than her Daddy and a lecture that women were actually more coordinated body wise to handle balance issues then men, complete with quoted facts and figures. She and Lori were perfectly proportioned and didn't suffer from being busty, so there wasn't any problem with them being able to navigate ladders or in their case even a tightrope, as was shown in one of the Youtube videos. He still wouldn't budge and turned his focus on listening to their Musical repertoire using his noise canceling ear buds.


"Annie. There is so much hotness sitting there right now that it's a miracle that there's still snow on the ground." JB hissed in my ear, as we sat watching from the breakfast bar.

"I've heard the rumors, but its mind boggling seeing it in person." Paul agreed as he set four smoothies on the counter in front of us. Paul makes a health smoothie taste so yummy that you don't even care what's in it.

"How are they doing that?" Angel whispered gaping at how fast our guests were devouring the feast that Gail had prepared for them.

"High metabolisms." Tyler and Miranda were done and bringing their plates to the sink.

"I'm sorry…" Angel blushed. "It's just that all of that food and…"

"Holy hell…" Chris growled beside my ear. "It's all gone…" He's up on crutches. Wow needles really do work!

"They've got to have extraordinary metabolisms to be able to process and then burn off all of that…" Paul was watching with the fascination of a physician. "I thought that Dr. Cullen and Dr. Frost were exaggerating when they were speaking during a medical conference last spring about a non-contagious genetic childhood disease, so rare that it was next to impossible for anyone in the medical field to document called Accelerant Vivacitas." They were both experts for personal reasons that they didn't care to elaborate on, but from what he was seeing the ones chowing down at the table must all have gotten it when they were children. "My colleagues often referred to it as natures answer to the fountain of youth, rapid and sudden growth or ageing occurs where in six to ten years the patient goes from toddler to adult. After which the disease goes dormant, leaving the one inflicted in a state of youth for the remainder of their lives. They also jokingly call it Immortal syndrome. They were gifted in intelligence, strength, endurance, and speed as well. Demigod is right on target."

"Well, that and some special talents, but for the most part your observations are spot on, Dr. Clayton." Miranda smiled serenely at him. "Daddy and Uncle Carlisle don't normally do symposiums, but some lunatic started spouting lies about vampires, weres, and such that they decided to clear up any misunderstandings on the matter. It's just the luck of the genetic draw and has nothing to do with myth or what have you."

"It runs in some First Nation tribes as well, but often skips a generation or two. It doesn't occur the same either, more often than not it hits around thirteen or in your late teens and doesn't take six to ten to run its course. Try three and it ain't fun." Jake rolled his eyes and there are nods around the table from various individuals, Lori being one of them.

"It's like a growth spurt on a mega scale and before the Docs came up with a name for it we used to make up the excuse that we'd come down with mono, so that no one would get curious and face it most people believe anything." Brady shrugged.

"At least in our tribe it's rare that girls get the luck of the genetic draw, but it does happen." Lori chimed in.

"There really is no time span it just occurs somewhere between extremely young and late teens. It's just happenstance that our family hit the genetic lottery." Van interjected his take on it.

"Well, that explains that battery of genetic tests that we all got to take when we were kids. It runs high in the family gene pool. Our parents were visibly relived that whatever it was we didn't have in our genetic make. I was thinking that it was really bad by the way they were celebrating." Chris and I lock eyes. Alex is cuddled against his chest sound asleep in the baby wrap.

"Well, you did get the demigod looks, so maybe that's why they started panicking, thus those tests." I smirk.

"Look who's talking Athena." JB snorted, rolling his eyes.

"Um, neither you nor Paul rank below a twelve on the hotness scale… Nearly all of the males in the family are off the charts…" Angel blurted out then realizing that she said that out loud blushed crimson.

"Angel, don't count yourself lacking in the looks department. You are the embodiment of Selene the goddess of the Moon." JB winked at her and she blushes even darker.

"Goddesses do run in Mir's family tree." Tyler winks at Angel. "Isn't that right, my enchantress?"

"It's just the luck of the genetic draw nothing more and nothing less. Looks are only just that looks. It's what's on the inside that matters." Miranda rolls her eyes.

"Like I've said nearly half of my life. It's just a face. My mind, body, and soul are all the property of the goddess Anastasia Rose Steele and have been since the day that her and her eyes locked with mine." Chris kisses the top of my head, because Alex does not like it when we squish him.

"Now that runs in the family." Ness winked at Jake.

"More than my life, angel mine." Jake crooned back.

"Lori and I locked eyes at thirteen and that was it for both of us." Brady kissed Lori's cheek.

"Lily calls it Kismet." Lori kissed him back.

"Mom calls it a soul bond and it can happen anytime and at any age." Van nodded. "And those fortunate enough to find their soul mate are the luckiest couples on the planet. It boggles the mind how someone can settle for anything less than their other half. Then again it's as rare as snow in the Sahara."

"Peer pressure. The instinct to fit in. Comfort. Security. Those are reasons as to why some of us choose to settle instead of searching out for something that only happens once in a blue moon." Angel answered softly. "Daniel wasn't my soul mate like Adam is, but he was my best friend and first love. I have Hope because of that love, so there is that to take into consideration too."

"Sweetie, he wasn't saying that to be mean…" I glower at Van.

"Charlie and Renee wouldn't have had Bella. Elizabeth wouldn't have had Edward. I could go on stating relationships that weren't meant to be, but a blessing came out of each and every one of them. My parents included. No offence was meant." Van eyed Angel's teary eyes in alarm.

"I'm just being silly. I knew that you didn't mean anything by it, but I had to put that in there that even if you don't get happily ever after the first time round it doesn't mean that it wasn't special…" Angel brushed away a stray tear.

"Darlin, truer words were never spoken…" Jasper smiled, toasting her with his glass of lemonade.

"What matters in the end is that you find your true happiness…" Alice got to her feet, dancing over to give Angel a big hug.

"Amen." JB and Paul downed the rest of their smoothies.

Crying echoed from the monitor in Chris's pocket, but amazingly Alex stayed asleep.

"The girls are awake." I carefully take the monitor from his pocket and quickly turn down the volume. "Be back in a bit." I head up to the nursery.

"We'll help!" The girls give chase.

"Back to work, boys!" I hear Emmett calling an end to lunch.


Christian

"Baby fever. Strikes again." I chuckle softly.

"You, couch now. Sun Room, Great Room. Choose one and go." Paul shoots me a look.

"We'll bring Master Alex his bottle." JB peeked down at Alex then headed to the fridge to get out a prepared bottle to put in the warmer for his afternoon meal.

My little man is starting to stir. "I'm fine. Miranda poked me with those herbal needles and I'm even able to handle walking with crutches." I sulk as I make my way to the Sun Room. My afternoon place of recuperation until Max shows up for my torture session. I mean rehabilitation exercises. Nope torture about covers it.

"Max will be over the moon." Paul followed me to make sure that I do as ordered.

"I'm not a toddler." I grumble under my breath.

"So, Ana's exaggerating when she reports to Grace and I that you're up and around or in that chair more than staying off the leg?" He's got his doctor's satchel already sitting on one of the easy chairs and is getting out that Star Trek type gadget that lets him see how I'm healing. "Rest is the best medicine. You'll heal faster and not risk making your injuries worse than they already are."

"That's what the chair's for, so I don't reinjure myself and can still stay mobile. I've got babies, Teddy, and Ana to look after and the couch comes second to that." I roll my eyes, as I situate myself on the couch so that he can scan me with this medical toy. I've gotta admit that it's fascinating to see what appears on the screen.

"Natural medicine works wonders. Not that you don't have naturally accelerated healing, but Miranda's treatment gave it a boost." Paul's happy with what he's seeing, but with Alex snuggled against my chest I can't sit up and see for myself.

Alex is a little devil if you wake him before he's ready and will howl his protest until his point is made.

"You'll be back to CEO strength in no time, as long as you rest and take it easy." Paul knows all about not waking Alex and keeps his tone low enough, as not to disturb him. "I'll email Max, Marcus, and Grace with the latest scans, so that he can modify your sessions."

"Oh, joy, thanks." I groan. "More torture, lovely."

"We'll be fitting you with a boot and then you can really start with the TENS and hydrotherapy for your leg. The hand, wrist, and arm are going to take longer, as the breaks were more severe." Paul updated my chart on his tablet and sent off the email to Mom, Marcus, and Max.

Max isn't entirely pleased with me seeing as he'd just helped get me healed and I'd gone and broken myself again, so he's not going easy on me at all. More like balls to the walls until I wanna scream for my Mommies. He's a light weight compared to the two that Elliot and Ethan have to contend with. I asked for bad ass take no names male nurses and Taylor found them. Who knew that Paul and JB's friends also were former MMA fighters who train regularly with Bastille and moonlight as drag queens at the club to let their hair down?

"Can't be soon enough for me these things itch like hell." I kid you not the cast scratcher that Ana got for me is what's keeping me from going out of my mind. I have this spray, and stuff to keep it sanitized, but that simple device is brilliant.

"Use the gadget that Ana got you and do not even think of sticking utensils under it to relieve the itch like you did last time." He shoots me a look.

"Teddy was helping me scratch it and things got stuck…" I start to protest in my defense, when Alex starts squirming and whimpering against me. Thank you, Alex.

I peek down into the wrap and two striking blue eyes peer up at me clearly telling me off with the message of like I was trying to sleep here. Thank god, he chooses to whimper instead of howl his displeasure. Well, that and he craped his diaper.

"Oh, Uncle Paul…" I lift my grouchy son out of the wrap and hand him off to Paul to go change the toxic diaper. Hey, I'm marooned on the couch. Doctors orders. Sucks to be him right now.

"I deal with everything in the ER! This is nothing!" Paul has him at arms length and is trying not to breathe as they race out of the room.

Alex wasn't in the mood to be raced anywhere and the howls commence.

"In the diaper, Alex! Jose, a little help here!"

"I'm getting his bottle ready! There's supplies under the bassinets in the Great Room!" I hear JB shout back. He's done his share of changing Alex and Paul's been slammed at the Hospital these last few weeks, so he hasn't gotten his turn yet with Alex. Teddy had some crazy scary diaper emergencies, but Alex tops those nearly every week. The girls are little ladies, but still have their share, just not as many as Alex.

"Oh, buddy, that can't be comfortable." I hear Paul talking to Alex. "Not to worry, little man. I take bullets out of live bodies for a living, so we'll have you cleaned, changed, dressed, and comfortable in no time… change of plans we need the sink for this situation…"

"We've got a baby bath in the downstairs bathroom off the Great Room and all the supplies." I call out. Man that must be one hell of a shitty diaper that or he doesn't wanna touch it with wipes.

"Honey! Remember to check the water temp before you set him in!" JB calls out from the kitchen.

"Yeah, yeah, I know how to bath and diaper a baby! Alex is just more of a challenge! Christ! Alex hosed me!" Paul shouts back his retort and then nearly screams like a girl when my kid uses him for pee target practice.

Newsflash, buddy, it's not that easy not with my kid when he senses fear or fresh meat.

JB tosses me Alex's bottle and then races outside so that he can let out all of the laughter that he's been barely holding inside. While I myself am biting down on a pillow, because I know that Paul will hurt me and I'm wounded enough.

"Yeah, he does that a lot, because the Grandmas, Aunts, and Ana thought it was adorable. We're trying to break him of the habit, but that's gonna take awhile. He loves the attention!" I choke out trying like hell not to burst out laughing.

"Good god! Next time I'm wearing gloves and my mask! Have either of you thought about changing him to formula? He's already had the good stuff from Ana, and it might help with these toxic emergencies!" Paul calls out.

Now that sobers me right up instantly. "You think that Alex is having a bad reaction to Ana's breast milk?" I grab my crutches, maneuver myself to my feet, and head for ground zero.

"It's a good bet that her milk is way too rich for this little man's tummy and could very well be the cause of the frequent diaper emergencies. How often is he having them?" Paul's in Doc mode as he finishes up getting Alex clean.

"More than the girls do and more frequently this past week." The thought that Alex is sick or hurting is like being stabbed in the gut.

"Hey, Chris, relax. It's common and easily remedied. He's healthy, so it's nothing severe and if I'm right catching it now will save you both a visit to Grace or my ER…"

"Mom brought us some formula last week in case Alex started to refuse to drink Ana's milk. He's been fussy during feeding time and now we know why. I'll go fix him a bottle…"

"No, you and this little guy are going back to the couch. I'll go fix him his bottle, after I clean this bathroom, go raid your closet, and take a fast shower. Can't have Gail scalping me for leaving a disaster in the bathroom or contaminating her kitchen." Paul set's Alex back into the baby wrap and once again I'm banished to boredom on the couch.

"She's moody as hell and will geld you on site when she gets up from her nap." I call out fair warning.

"She's allowed! She's carrying precious cargo!" He answers back.

"What did you two do now?" Gail's walking in through the Sun Room and giving me the stink eye.

"Alex had another toxic diaper and Paul was designated changer…He used the, uh, downstairs bathroom, as it was an exploding diaper emergency…But he's cleaning it as we speak…" I wisely spill my guts to my other momma, as she's moody right after a nap and you don't want to endure the wrath of Gail Taylor. "He thinks that Alex needs to change to formula. That Ana's milk is too rich and he's having a reaction…"

"The poor little lamb. I'll go fix him a bottle. Grace was worried about that and told Ana that we might have to switch him to formula…" Gail goes from growling straight into nurture mode.

"Paul was going to make one after he cleaned the bath, raided my closet, and took a fast shower…" I continue to report, as I gently rub circles on my little guy's back.

"I'll get his bottle. You park yourself on the couch and stay there. I'll bring you out your lunch and smoothie after you feed Alex." She heads off to her kitchen and I count to five and she calls out. "It's all gone! And there's no mess to clean up either! Oh, my stars! Someone prepped the rest of dinner for me too!"

"Yeah, about that…Sorry, Gail! Do I need to call the Mile High to shore up offerings for Dinner?" I call back.

"Jason and Logan are bringing back supplies to stock the kitchen again and sides to go with dinner from all of the various places that you own!" She's always one step ahead of me. Ana and I would be lost without her and Jason. "Teddy and Hope are having the time of their lives with their cousins at the Children's Museum…Adam's taken point. There were some issues that had to be cleared up after they visited Santa…"

That has me back up on my feet and crutches and heading for the kitchen. I instinctively reach into my pocket for my phone, but come up missing! Shit! Ana took my phone when she was thanking me for the new helicopter.

She'd make one hell of a cat burglar. The things she used to borrow when we were teens would boggle your mind. Ray's keys to various vehicles aquatic and wheeled in origin among the top items. My baby loves those Fast And Furious movies and took it upon herself to learn how to hotwire any vehicle, as one never knows when that particular skill might come in handy. She loves those badass girl movies and, well, you get the idea. Lara croft is her favorite iconic character, well, that and she loved Sydney from that television series Alias.

"Christian Alexander get back on that couch!" Gail narrows her eyes to slits at me and gives me the stink eye again.

"What happened to make Jason and Logan jump ship on Adam?" Hell no not until I get some answers.

"Well, Barney, Ros, and Andrea had a slight bit of a problem with a school tour back at GEH…" Gail goes from stink eye to avoidance, but GEH is my baby and I had a right to know if something big was going down. Hell, what could a bunch of school kids do that would cause Jason and Logan to leave their posts to handle it.

"There was a small group of kids who went AWOL from their tour group…" I turn and Ana and the girls are back with our daughters.

"Just rip the Band-Aid off before he looses it like Edward does." Alice rolls her eyes at my wife.

"Did a bunch of teenagers trash GEH?!" I want to pull at my hair so badly, but it scares the babies so I'm trying to break the habit.

"No, nothing like that…they, um, went exploring and used our elevator to do it…" Ana's biting on her lip waiting for me to lose it.

"How the heck could they even get past reception in the first place? Let alone hack our elevator…" Fucking hell! Heads are gonna roll for this fuck up!

"Well, seeing as the two ringleaders looked like tween versions of you I think that was more than enough distraction for them to follow through with their personal tour of GEH." Ana's speaking to me in a soft soothing tone, like I'm a ticking time bomb.

I count to ten and manage to keep my tone civil. "What school was touring GEH today?"

"Forks…" Ana reaches in the wrap and pucks Alex out and gets him settled in the wrap against her chest. "Middle School…"

"So our younger cousins hacked my elevator and went exploring, because the assigned guide was too boring for them?" I get now what Nessie meant by her siblings being little troublemakers. Shit! Hacking GEH is virtually impossible! Hell, Barney's tech and security protocols are a decade ahead of all our competitors! And a group of tweens cracked it?!

"They tested out of primary and secondary schools at six, but our parents feel that attending public school is a way for them to acquire life experience. It's only during field excursions that they tend to not fall in line. They know that you're our cousins, so to them that means that Grey House is fair game. The two of them idolize your head tech guy and would hack your elevator to be able to go in search of their idol." Nessie tried to do damage control.

"You need a specially encrypted key card to access my elevator and only a handful if that possess one…who was doing the tour?" Six?! Shit! No wonder they're bored out of their minds. The tour differs depending on age group, it would be like watching paint dry to a teenage genius.

"Babe, the flu and cold season is hitting GEH hard because of that snowstorm and both Ros and Andrea, now that we're dialing it down for the holiday's decided to take on one of the tours. Middle School seemed to be the easiest choice…"

"Both have access to our elevator…so our cousins picked one of their pockets?" I arch a brow.

"It was a group effort. " Lori smirked.

"Group effort?" I gulp. Holy hell! How man geniuses are we talking here!?

"It's not just MJ and Tony. Andrew, Dev, Leo, and Harry as well would have fallen in line. The girls wouldn't even dare as they're going to be appearing in the Nutcracker for Toys for Tots this weekend and would not risk getting grounded for eternity." Nessie rolled her eyes.

These boys must drive them insane.

"Ali!" Jasper comes running into the house and he is pissed. "Those little devils stole my wallet this morning! Why in tarnation would those little hellions want my wallet to begin with?!"

"That solves that mystery." Nessie grimaces.

"Jazz don't you keep your skeleton encryption keycard in your wallet?" Lori smirks.

"What's that got to do with them and my wallet?" Jasper growls.

"They hacked my elevator today and then went exploring around Grey House. I'm not clear on the specifics, but my two top guys were called back to GEH and Adam was left watching Teddy and Hope. They must have tripped the failsafe. Then again we're not there, it's our elevator, so security would have flipped seeing them on the CCTV. That and two of them are my teenage doppelgangers." I as Alice put it rip off the bandage and get straight to the point.

"Barney Sullivan works for you right?" He arches a brow.

"Yep, since day one. He's like a brother and we've known him and Andrea since kindergarten." I nod.

"He's like one of the sharpest tech minds on the planet and the boys are his greatest fans, well there is him and then Carrie Danver…both of them are worshiped by the online gaming and hacking community." Jasper groans.

"Not just the boys but my girls adore her and there is no doubt in my mind that Amelia and Alicia were right there with the boys in search of their idols. Ally and Mia can easily hack anything and have been since they first got their little hands on Jazz's laptop." Alice chimed in that little gem.

"True. Ally and Mia love their tech far more than their toe shoes. Rory's playing Clara and Nicky the Nutcracker while the girls are playing minor roles this weekend. Lori, Daddy, and I are doing a concert this weekend as well and all proceeds go to Toys for Tots and other local charities. While I mainly focus on composing than concert halls, I do tend to agree if the cause is right." Nessie's good at damage control, but not good enough.

"That's all well and good, but if Jason and Logan both were called back to Grey House then they must have explored in areas that are classified and off limits. Barney's floor has security that rivals the pentagon and any attempt to hack or access his office would set off alarms not just all over GEH, but the police would have been notified as…" Ana cuts me off and I just know that it's bad.

"Babe, it wasn't them getting into no-no areas that was the problem…Barney was up on the roof checking his babies…Andrea was growling at Ros during their tour that he loves those flying menaces more than her and that he could freeze up on the roof, seeing as he chose them over her during his lunch hour…" Ana rolls her eyes.

Barney has a fleet of drones that he loves to play with when he has free time and they have their own little hanger up on the roof of Grey House. Hell, we all like to play with them when we want to get our minds off or work on a problem. It helps clear the head…who am I kidding. Those things are fun to play around with and we're all big kids at heart! As long as you know what you're doing and take the proper classes to operate them they're brilliant.

"Yeah, we know how you ladies feel about the toys on the roof…what happened." I narrow my eyes.

"The kids took our elevator to the roof and Barney loves to show off his toys to brilliant young minds…"

"Ana! Did they cause someone to crash?! Fudging hell!" This is bad! This is a fucking disaster! I could have the FAA on my ass for this!

"No, no…nothing like that! He calls SeaTac informing him that he was piloting drones in the area before he ever starts to play! You know he would never risk innocent lives!" She hisses back at me. "They're playtime wasn't appreciated by the viewers on the Space Needle. Drones aren't really as loved as you boys think they are."

"They buzzed the tourists on the observation deck of the Space Needle with the drones!" This is just…I take a few months off and my whole company turns into a fucking casino and playground! Shit! Indoor voice! My girls are glaring at me while sucking on their bottles and Alex is too. Christ! This fucking sucks! I can't even snarl without the three of them reacting to my voice! Shit! I'm gonna need anger management therapy or they're gonna make our lives hell!

"Well, that and took it for a joyride around Seattle Center to see if they could catch sight of their parents and siblings…It's Barney's fault, really, he tweaked them to be long range and was just asking for it when he let the boys each have a turn. He's signing them up for our summer intern program…" That's got me terrified out of my mind! Half the security would up and bail or I'd have to give them a fortune in bonuses and it wouldn't matter if they're big brothers or sisters or not! They'll be screaming hazard and PTSD therapy pay!

"Fudging heck, Anastasia! Jason's gonna jump ship and so will the rest of our brothers and sisters! That's a disaster waiting to happen!" I lose it and the babies are not happy at all.

"Lower your tone!" I get snarled at from every female in the house.

"No! Not happening! Grey House will be a fudging zoo! My order will be shot to heck!" I do the intelligent thing and retreat back to the couch in the sun room.

"They idolize you too, Christian! Anyone who can make daddy pull his hair out and that's a heck of a feat to accomplish, as Daddy has the patience of a saint. Momma's got this bad luck thing that pops up when you least expect it and well nothing fazes him not really. Gets top marks in their eyes." Nessie's following after me to calm me down. Not gonna work. So what if they think I'm all that because I pull their dad's tail now and then. They buzzed pedestrians and hacked my elevator! Hard limits!

"The intern program is for high school students not middle school…They need to wait a few years…" Fuck! They tested out! Shit! Weak counter move, Grey!

"Christian! They're Teddy and Hope ten years from now and family. If they wish to take part in the summer internship program then it's a done deal. We'll even offer to have them stay with us. Enriching young minds is what the internship program is about and they more than fit that bill." I'll go insane! We'll never be able to leash them and GEH will be chaos!

"They usually spend the summer at the Double C, our ranch near Yellowstone while Rory goes off to summer ballet class at Joffrey in Chicago. They tried the whole cross country vacation in the RV with our grandparents, but that was a disaster in the making. They unraveled or tried to unravel the world's largest ball of twine to appease their boredom. It did not end well and they were sent to Talon at the Ranch. This internship would be something for them to sink their teeth into and when it comes to challenges Caesar and Alexander don't do failure at anything they set their minds to. They have toys like their idols at home and are highly skilled drone operators. No one was ever in any danger. They would never put lives at risk, it's against everything that our family believes. If they broke it then Daddy is gonna ground them for eternity." Nessie's defense does have some good points and I wasn't exactly an angel either at their age.

Fuck! Summer ain't gonna be boring and there's always Jason's weekend boot camp. "Yeah, yeah, fine…" I muttered under my breath and get a kiss on the cheek. "He owes me big. I want in on both the Seahawks and the Mariners…"

"It wouldn't have been so bad if one of the sightseers hadn't freaked out thinking that they were being attacked by ISIS and dialed 911. That's why Jason, Logan, and Edward were called back to Grey House. They had to call off SPD and calm them all down. They handled it as always and left to bring home more food for dinner, after I text him that we would need more food, as lunch was a hit and there wasn't even a crumb to be found. When they left Barney had them working on the game that he's making for Teddy and Hope for Christmas. Edward was heading back to join Bella, Adam, and the kids. There was no reason for you to go nuclear and upset the babies. Anger management classes with Flynn for you, Grey. The babies won't tolerate the barking when you get upset. Indoor voices at home or go into your office and roar. It's sound proof." Shit! Ana's handing me my ass.

"I know and I'm sorry. I'm just going stir-crazy and that puts me on edge. There is only so much, TV, reading, and word puzzling that I can handle before I go out of my mind." I try to placate my wife, but then it hits me that I'm not in the wrong and she's driving me out of my mind with her TLC They all are! And by damn they're gonna listen to what I say. I listened to Ana when she called me on my hovering, well now it's her turn.

"Chris…." She gasps, eyes wide. Yeah, sorry, baby. Not gonna work.

"I know that you all mean well, but banishing me to the couch or bed is gonna send me to a padded cell! I need to be able to move around and that chair helps me be mobile. I know my limits and will rest when I need to. It's no different than you when you were carrying our kids or recuperating from your C section. I can't even sit outside and watch them transform Grey Meadows without being bitched at to go rest! I am resting in the bloody chair! I love you, Ana, but enough is enough! No more hovering! I am not one of the triplets! I am a grown ass man, who has been through this before and managed fine, even without the chair! I need air! I need my phone! I need my laptop! I need access to my fudging company! Just give me some fudging space!" I grab my crutches and stalk off to my office to brood in peace and check in with Ros to get caught up on my damn company.