"I want to meet her!" Mia whines loudly, leaning her head tiredly against the pale green hospital wall.

Elliot is restless, pacing back and forth and I feel my heart go out to the only other man I'd trust with my life besides my Daddy and Christian. I can't imagine what it would have been like if they hadn't let Christian go back with me when I was in labor with Teddy.

"Elliot.." I mumble, walking up to him. The Grey's instantly still, and Christian moves considerably closer. Elliot has been on edge, snapping at anyone who dared came within ten feet of him. Even Mia.

He stops, turning to face me with a truly savage expression and I blanch. I'd never seen Elliot this way..

My fear must have showed on my face, for Christian grabs my elbow and Elliot's face turns to one of horror.

"Ana." He chokes out, tears welling in his blue eyes. "What's going to happen?"

I reach out and enclose him in my arms, letting his head rest in the crook of my neck as he sobs. Carrick sends me a feeble smile, and Mia rushes over to join in on the hug.

"What if she dies, Ana?" Elliot cries, clutching both of us to him. "What if I lose them bo-"

"You won't." I admonish him, leaning back and sending him my best Kate expression. "You're going to have a beautiful child and a head-strong, determined wife by the end of this night if I have anything to say about it."

Elliot stares impassively at me for a moment, before resuming his pacing. I let out a strangled breath, turning back to Christian. He sends me a sorrowful look, crossing the room and eloping his arms around my waist, one hand flexing across my belly.

"Are we ready to do this again?" I whisper, my eyes meeting his. They're wide and terrified, and I know I've hit the nail with this one.

So that's why he didn't want to come tonight..

"Are you.. reliving Teddy's birth?" I blink up at him.

"Somewhat." Christian says, and I'm immediately guilty. I shouldn't have dragged him with me here.. "We're not doing this again, though." He muses.

"Not doing what?" I stare up at him skeptically.

"Natural birth, of course."

Oh.

"About that.."

"Absolutely no-"

"Katherine Grey?" A doctor in green scrubs steps out of the double doors, a soft smile gracing his face. Elliot rushes over. The doctor laughs. "Father, I presume?"

I don't miss the beaming smile that escapes from Elliot as he replies that he is.

"Mrs. Grey isn't in great shape, I'm afraid. But she should make a full, complete recovery within a months or two time. For now, she's sedated and in no pain whatsoever." He explains, and some color returns to Elliot's face. I lean into Christian contently, my heart unclenching noticeably. "I'll have your mother explain more of that later. How about, for now, you meet your lovely newborn baby girl?"

"I'm so exhausted." I lean into Christian's chest later that night, standing before our front door. Ted sleeps peacefully in my arms, propped against my stomach. Even Muppet is cooperating and being still for once.

"I doubt you're any more tired than Kate." He jokes quietly.

I grin. "Kate has sedative. Anastasia does not. Kate has no baby inside body. Anastasia does."

"Me Christian, you Anastasia."

I can't help but giggle. "Teddy have you watching George of the Jungle again?"

"You know it." He opens the door, putting his hand on the small of my back and leading me in. "Now I'd like for my two angels to go upstairs and get some sleep, while I go put Theodore to bed."

I wink at him playfully. "Anastasia like."

He kisses my forehead swiftly. "Wait until you see what else Anastasia will like.."