A/N: Twice in one week, your comments made this happen. I felt inspired to write another chapter and put my busy schedule on hold. Enjoy!
Christian
I hated the thought that Gracie thought this was my entire fault, which it really wasn't. Well technically not all of it at least. I think some of the blame laid with my security team for the unawareness to what Sara was up to. I mean it is there job to protect me and my family, if it weren't for the thought that I would have to hire a new team I would have sent them packing. Taylor had found that Sara came up through the service elevator and slipped in through the sub room. I guess I never had the locks changed.
"Sir, dinner is ready," Mrs. Jones says as she brings me from my thoughts. I look up at her and nod my head. Miss. Steele has been gone a whole day, and it's as if life here has been drained from everyone even the staff. I walk into the dining room to see only one plate on the table.
"Mrs. Jones, where is Gracie's plate?" I question. She looks a little uncomfortable.
"Miss. Grey ate her dinner an hour ago. She said something about not wanting to be in your way," Mrs. Jones says as she serves me my food and leaves me to eat alone. I hate to admit it but I miss the small conversations that Miss. Steele or Gracie would have. It was lonely eating there. I only ate half of my food because I just didn't feel right.
"Sir, was the meal not to your liking," Mrs. Jones asked when she came in to clean up the dishes.
"It was good, I just wasn't that hungry," I say as I get up from the table and wobble toward the hallway to check on my daughter. I knock on the door, but don't get an answer. I try to turn the handle and find that it's still locked. I need to get this thing unlocked, but don't want to upset Gracie any more than she already is. I leave her alone and head back to my study to work on some paperwork Ros had sent over to me earlier.
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Gracie
I have been avoiding my daddy much of the day so I wasn't going to sit down at dinner and act like everything was alright. It was far from being alright in my eyes. I may not know a lot of things because I am young and don't understand everything that goes on, but I do know something more is going on between my dad and Ana. I don't think she would have freaked out like she did if there was nothing.
I am shaking so bad right now as I cry because I am still thinking about the woman from last night. She was my mother, but she didn't want me. Why would a mother not want their child? I try to stop crying, but I fail miserably. The crying must have taken its toll because when I open my eyes it's dark outside and the clock on my night stand reads 2:34 am. I crawl out of bed and make my way to the bathroom. I sit on the floor and begin to throw up.
I feel so exhausted from the crying and now being sick that all I want right now is Ana, but I know she isn't close. I pick up the phone in my room and dial her number.
"Hello," Ana says almost sleepily.
"Ana," I whisper hoarsely.
"Gracie, honey are you alright," she asks worried.
"I am sick. I think I am really sick," I whisper quietly.
"Gracie, where is your dad?" she questions and before I answer I hang up the phone and begin to cry even harder. My eyes close once again without my permission and the next time they open I am surprised at who is holding my hand.
"Nana," I ask horsely. She nods her head softly.
"Ana, called me saying you sounded really horrible," my grandmother says as she places a cool towel on my forehead. I can tell that my father must be in the door way because of a soft groan.
"Relax, Christian she is fine," my aunt Mia says as she places her soft hand over my other hand.
"Well I still don't understand why no one let me know until last that she wasn't feeling well," my dad grunts as he comes into the room. I don't even look up to see his expression instead I turn my head to face Aunt Mia.
"Christian, maybe it would be best if Gracie comes home with us until Miss. Steele comes back," my grandmother says softly as she stands and places a hand on his shoulder. He flinches a little and bows his head as if he was pondering something important.
"No." he states plainly making my heart leap out of my chest. I wanted to go home with them, I needed some time to think about everything that was going on around me and he liked to hover.
"Christian, brother maybe Gracie…." Aunt Mia was still talking as my dad cut her off.
"I said no. Gracie will stay here until she is better and then I will discuss what to do from there," he states to them as he walks out of the room.
"Sorry kiddo," Aunt Mia says as she ruffles my hair.
"I am going to see how you dad is doing," grandma says as she gets up and leaves the room. She closes the door slightly, but her words could still be heard.
"Christian, son do you think it wise to keep her here," grandma asked.
"Mother, I said to leave it alone," my dad says a little snappy.
"What is the real issue here, Christian? It's not about Gracie being sick, so tell me," she says a little bossy.
"It's nothing," my dad states again. I don't get to hear anymore because Gail comes in bringing soup and warm hot coco for me. She closes the door to my room as she exits so the conversation is over for me. I sit and eat my food while my aunt rambles on about her time in Paris.
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Christian
I knew Gracie would be better taken care of at my parents' house, but I didn't want her to leave me. I felt like enough people were leaving that she needed to stay with me. Granted only Miss. Steele has left, but that is one too many right there. My mother followed me into my study as I began to walk away from her.
"Christian, darling I know something is bothering you," she said as if she was speaking to a child and not her grown son. I hated when she did this to me because myself worth drops a little.
"Mom, stop," I yell throwing my hands to my head as I drop down onto the sofa in my study. She just quietly comes to sit beside me. I want her to wrap her arms around me and hold me, but I have never let her do it. I need Miss. Steele's arms around me. I felt self in her arms.
"Christian," my mom says as I lie my head down in her lap. This was as close to her as I could take right now.
"Can we just sit here?" I whisper. She softly runs her hands threw my hair and I wince a few times as my pain medication begins to wear off, but I stay in her lap. This was as safe as I was going to get until I had sorted things out with Miss. Steele and my 7 year old going on 30.
"Sir," came Taylor's voice as he knocked on the study door.
"Taylor," I snap as I lift my head up.
"Mrs. Lincoln is here to see you," he says.
"Tell her to leave. I don't want to see her," I say lying my head back down. He leaves us and a few moments later we hear some harsh words and grunting, then it's quiet again.
"Mom, she left," I finally say breaking the silence in the room.
"Who left?" she questions still running her hands through my hair.
"Ana, mom," I snap feeling like she was playing games with me.
"Son, seriously, she will be back," she says calmly. I just shake my head.
"What if the other night was too much for her and she decides this isn't where she wants to be," I say trying to keep from crying.
"You have feelings for her," my mother states as she stops running her hands in my hair and I sit up to look her in the face. She has a shocked expression with a small smile on her face.
"Mom, this is a serious matter," I say running my hands through my hair once.
"I know son. She's the first person who has bonded with Gracie ad she has a calming affect on you," she says as she allows the smile to stretch on her face.
"Don't be so smug, mother," I say softly. I still didn't know what I was going to do. Then it hit me I could go to Georgia and meet with her.
"Are you willing to fight for her," my mother asks me. I look to her and think very hard about what I was going to say next.
"Yes, I need her in my life," I say allowing her the moment of clarity to wash over us. I would do whatever I needed to do to have Anastasia Steele.
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Ana
I have had four whole days without any dram and I must say that I am enjoying this time away from it all. Yet, somewhere in the back of my mind I know at some point I will have to return to his apartment whether or not I have a job left is still up in the air. I did though promise Gracie I would come back to her and I plan on keeping that promise no matter what.
It didn't matter what activities I was doing my mind kept on lingering to the kiss that Mr. Grey and I shared. It was a wonderful kiss and when we both took it deeper I felt something stir deep inside me. I will admit that if it hadn't been for Sara's interruption who knows where it would have took us.
I know there is something different about him, but he seems to keep his two lives separate from everyone and I am wondering if he would be willing to share it with me if we had more. Would he want more with me, or does he even want me. I am so darn confused about all of this that my mind is lost to the conversation my mother had been trying to get me into,
I know there has to be something pulling the two of us together, but I am unsure what it is. I feel some strange feeling for him and don't think that they are appropriate, but oh my god I want him. I enjoyed the feel of his hands in my hair and his ever soft lips on mine. Then my mother has to bring me back to earth.
"Ana are you alright," my mother asks me as I am staring off into the sunset.
"Of course," I curtly reply trying to keep it to the minimum.
"So, you have skirted around the incident at your employer's apartment. Is everything alright," she asks as the waiter brings us new drinks.
"Yes, things are fine," I reply. She looks oddly at me and seems to be pondering if she should continue the questioning or let it alone. She doesn't have a choice when my name is being called. I look in the direction and see a familiar face running to me.
"Ana, Ana," says the person as I get down on my knees waiting for them with tears in my eyes.
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