A/N: Someone asked me if they said I love you yet to one another. No, they haven't.

Yet. LOL

All mistakes are my own.

I do not own FSOG. (Just this plot, and original characters)

Ana giggled at Christian's mouth gently biting, and sucking on her neck as their driver sped through the busy streets of Seattle.

This morning, they left Christian's palace in San Francisco, and Ana was surprised to find herself reluctant to leave. But, she needn't had worried. After making love to her upon waking, and relaxing in his custom jet bathtub, he whispered in her ear that they would come back another time, and soon.

Looking into his eyes, she believed him. To be honest, she believed everything out of the man's mouth. She was pulled from her thoughts when his mouth covered her own.

"Mmm," Ana said as Christian licked at her lips, urging her to open them. Throwing her arms around his neck, Ana obliged, hiking her left leg over both of his. She smiled against his full lips when he groaned in pleasure.

The man is turning me into a wanton slut, and I love it, she thought in satisfaction. Christian was ready to find a way out of Ana's skirt, until a sudden throat-clearing could be heard from the front of the car. Reluctantly, Christian pulled his lips away from Ana's. Even she sighed before turning to the amused driver.

"We have arrived at The Steele residence, sir."

Setting her leg back on the seat next to her other one, Christian smirked.

"Thank you, Taylor."

Stepping out, Taylor rounded the car, waiting by Christian's door. Once he was standing outside, Christian smiled at Ana. Picking up her hand, he kissed each finger, practically causing her to melt in a puddle to the floor.

"I had an absolutely wonderful time, dear Anastasia."

Blushing at his formality, Ana leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"I did, too. I'm so glad that I went with you." Looking over his shoulder, she noted her parents standing in their doorway. Her father had a scowl on his face, and her mother was practically jumping up and down in glee. Rolling her eyes, she sighed.

"Are you sure you want to meet them now? I mean, you already know my father, but you have work to do, and-"

Placing his lips over hers, he waited until he felt her relax before pulling away.

"I want to. I think they should both see the man who took their daughter away for a weekend. Besides, I want them to get used to it."

Eyebrow raised in question, he answered it, quickly.

"Remember our jazz date? You asked me my favorite place. I want to take you in a couple of weeks."

Eyes wide, Ana was stunned. She knew that this trip was spur of the moment, but he wanted to leave again?

"What about your work?"

"What about it?" Christian countered. "I have capable people that can run it efficiently in my absence. I want to spend more time with you. You want that too, right?"

At his slight hesitance, Ana instantly scooted closer. Running her hand over his hair, she smiled softly.

"Of course, I do. I just. I can't believe you would do that. For me."

Smiling behind his black Armani shades, he lowered his voice.

"Ana. There is nothing that I wouldn't do for you. Now, I know I cannot stay long, but I would like to meet your parents before I leave."

I love this man, Ana thought in wonder. She knew it was still too soon, for goodness sakes, they'd only been dating for less than a month-but she couldn't help how she felt. This was right. She knew it.

Kissing her once more, he spoke against her lips.

"Besides, with you around, your dad won't kill me for practically sexually accosting you in front of him."

Giggling, Ana pulled back, marveling at the man who made her feel more of a woman in 72 hours than Jose ever did in four years. Opening the door, Christian stepped out, dressed head to toe in Armani. Black slacks, polished square tipped shoes, and a crisp grey collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up. It was an unusually warm day in Seattle, so he nixed the coat. Besides, he was heading into the office for several meetings, so he needed to be his usual, Christian Grey self. Sliding out behind him, Ana was wearing a peach colored skirt, that was above the knee, black long-sleeved shirt with a v cut, and strappy black sandals. She wore her hair down, per his request, and decided to forego the make-up, choosing to wear a peach colored lipstick instead. Judging by the appreciative gaze in his eyes, Ana knew she'd chosen correct. Christian pulled her to his side, before kissing her hair, and thanking Taylor. Ana noted Francesca's wide smile the closer they got, and Ana knew she was unable to hide the tell-tale flush on her cheeks, and the sparkle in her eyes.

Standing in front of them, Christian smiled friendly.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Steele."

"Christian," Ray said, Eyebrow raised at the look of happiness on his daughter's face. He hadn't seen that bright of a smile on her face-

Since before she started dating Jose.

At that simple revelation, Ray eased up a bit. Glancing over at his wife, he noted her knowing gaze, and cleared his own throat.

That woman always had to be right.

"Christian. This is my wife, Francesca. Francesca, darling, this is Christian Grey."

Holding out her hand, she was surprised when he pulled it to his lips.

"It's a pleasure, Mrs. Steele. I can see that beauty is hereditary in this family." Francesca blushed, before giggling like a school-girl. Removing her hand from the charismatic man, she laughed.

"Why, Mr. Grey. It is lovely to officially meet you in person. I am so glad you could join us, if only for a short while. Right, Ana?"

Nodding, she turned to look at Christian who smiled.

"That's right. I wish I could stay longer, but duty calls. It's actually concerning the solar power initiative you signed on, Ray."

At that, his interest was piqued. Anything concerning his business, and he was ready to chat.

"Really? Well, keep me updated, Christian. I admit to being curious as to how we start the next phase of our working relationship."

Nodding, he squeezed Ana close to him.

"I will." Clasping her hands together, Francesca waved him inside.

"Come in, you two. I've made lemonade. You can take a drink before you leave, Christian, right?"

"Of course, Mrs. Steele."

…

Twenty minutes later, Ana was escorting Christian back to his car. Taylor waited discreetly by the driver door, waiting for the two to finish their conversation. Leaning against the Maybach, Christian pulled Ana into his arms. Speaking into her neck, he sighed.

"I don't want to leave."

Winding her arms around his neck, she sighed as well.

"Neither do I. it's just as well. You have work, and I must get to painting. I have class tomorrow. I have to work on my detailing skills a bit."

Nodding, he pulled back.

"Have lunch with me, tomorrow."

Smiling, she shook her head.

"Christian. You have work, and I-"

"What? Have to eat? Come on, Ana. Have mercy on a humble man." At that, she snorted.

"You are not humble." Smiling wickedly at her, he winked.

"It depends on the situation I am in."

At that, she smacked his chest lightly, giggling when he went to bite her neck. Kissing it softly, he asked her again.

"Have lunch with me."

Knowing she was giving in too easily, but not caring, she agreed.

"Good. I still haven't gotten an answer from you, concerning Jose."

Meeting his gaze, she studied his clear gray eyes before speaking.

"That's because I have a feeling my answer will be akin to releasing a lion on his next meal."

He did not agree with her observation, but he did not deny it either. His silence spoke volumes. That caused her to sigh.

"Christian-"

"Wait." He interrupted. Feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket, he rolled his eyes at the fifteen messages Elliott left on his phone. He frowned when he read the last one.

You need to get to mom and dad's house now. Mia has some announcement. Kate and I are already wary. –E

"What is it?" Ana asked.

"It's my brother. Apparently, there is something going on at my parent's house concerning Mia, and he needs me there."

At her name, Ana stiffened up a bit. Blowing out an angry breath, Christian ran his hand roughly through his hair.

"I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't have said that."

Softening a bit, she placed her hands on his chest.

"No. You should have. Mia is your sister. And Although I am no longer in love with Jose, it still hurts. He and I were together for over four years. It would seem that person would have the decency to at least be honest with you. Although Mia too is at fault, I can honestly say I feel sorry mostly for their children. Kids should never be brought up in an unstable environment, or with an unstable parent.

She should know. Her biological mother was nothing but trash. The void she left in Ana took many years to heal. If it wasn't for Francesca, Ana didn't know what she would do. Christian could see there was something else that Ana was keeping from him, and judging from the tone in her voice, she knew it had to do with her past. It didn't matter to him. He would uncover all of her secrets. He was after all, the only man she would ever need.

He'd make sure of it.

Tilting her chin up a bit, he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"You are wise, as you are kind. He truly didn't deserve you, Ana."

Deciding to lighten up the mood, Ana playfully tugged on his shirt.

"Hey. You need a necklace. I'm going to buy you one."

Smirking, he nodded.

"Alright. Only if you allow me to do the same."

"Christian! You've bought me two piece of jewelry which I'm almost positive is over ten-thousand dollars."

"Your point being? Anyway, I better go. Later."

After tapping her backside once, Ana took a step back, watching as he slid into the backseat. Rolling down his window, he reached out, and squeezed her hand. Smiling she did the same before backing away.

"Later."

…

Walking into his parent's home-also known as World War Three location- he headed immediately for the living room. He nodded to Kate, and Elliott who were staring at Mia in open-mouth shock. His mother was leaned against the recliner, with what looked to be a large glass of wine in her hand, and his father was staring at Mia, in disbelief. His sister however, was in the center of the room, beaming at them all.

"Christian! I'm so glad you could make it. Elliott said you would come."

Saying nothing to his sister, he instead greeted everyone in the room, before leaning against the wall near the door. Christian honestly had no clue what would come flying out of his sister's mouth and he wanted to be near the door in case he had to leave for fear of losing his own mind.

Mia frowned when she saw the hard look in her brother's eye.

"Christian?" she questioned.

"What, Mia?" he bit out between his teeth. Noticing a screaming match about to begin, Grace tried to diffuse the situation.

"Christian, Mia has something she'd like to tell us. We should be supportive and-"

"Mother. I know what you are going to say. But we still need to discuss the first issue. Mainly, how the father of Mia's kids is Jose Rodriguez. The current Senator, and Ana's ex-fiancé. Ex only because she caught the two of them in bed together."

"Mia! We just found out that you were sleeping with a married man that Ana knew. We had no idea it was Jose Rodriguez? Both of the kids? How stupid can you be?" Elliott shouted.

"He hasn't paid a dime for any of those kids. Mom and dad have. Not to mention Christian, as well as Kate and I. Mia how could you be that dense? And with someone else's fiancé?"

Crossing her arms over her chest, she pouted.

"I did not call you all here to get attacked. I came because I fixed the situation. You were all right. I should not have been sleeping with a married man, especially when I knew better. It was wrong of me, and the fact that Ana is the woman you are currently seeing Christian, has brought this closer than I wanted."

If possible, Kate's eyes widened even more at Mia's confession.

What in the world was this woman thinking? Kate thought incredulously.

Calming down a bit at her wanting to fix it, Carrick nodded.

"Alright. We are all listening. After breaking it off with Jose, did you both come up with a co-parenting schedule? Do you need a lawyer to set up visitation rights, along with child support?"

Christian was glad that at least his sister was taking the necessary steps to make the man pay. That was what he was thinking, until she opened her mouth, and contradicted his logical thought.

"Break it off? We didn't do that. No, he asked me to marry him!" she squealed, much to the shock, disgust, and rage of everyone present. Christian didn't think his sister was stupid.

Until today.

Grace moaned aloud before taking a long drink from her glass, while Carrick was practically foaming at the mouth. Elliott stood immediately, before he began to pace. Kate slumped into her chair, crossing her legs, resigned to the fact of this being a long evening. Christian however was silent, and still. Two dangerous things no one wanted to happen. It was what Elliott called Christian's look of death, before he reigned hell on some poor unsuspecting person. God save them, should they face his wrath.

"Let me get this straight," Christian speaks slowly, to make sure Mia understands him. Mia however, completely oblivious to her family's anger focuses her wide eyes on him.

"He has been with Ana for years-"

"I knew him first!" Mia shouted, much to the dismay of everyone present. She then explained their past together, everyone become more unsettled by the instable gleam in Mia's eyes. While she was talking, Christian slowly counted backwards from one-hundred, to try and calm down. Blinking his eyes open slowly, he took a deep breath before continuing.

"I do apologize, Mia. So, you knew him first. You were together with him while he met Ana. Then he gets engaged to her. You still stay with him after your son, thinking he is going to break up with Ana. He doesn't, yet you still stay. You become fed up with waiting, so you make sure your secret rendezvous are more public. Ana comes in, sees you both, and the look on her face, makes you feel guilty. You are sorry for having to get Jose this way, but you believe he is the only man for you. Seeing Ana's heartbreak, you go to his office while we are away to make him pay, when all of a sudden, he proposes to you, admitting that he has been waiting for the right time, and wants to only be with you."

Biting her lip, she nodded, making sure to leave the bit about Willow out of it. No one needed to know but them, is what Jose said, and she wanted him to trust her more.

"Now you say he wants to move all of you in, and that he is going to announce to the world that you are his true love, and the son he has, along with the baby you're carrying, is his."
Smiling widely, she nodded.

"Isn't that wonderful?" she gushed. For a moment, the only thing that could be heard in the room was everyone's elevated breathing. That was, until Elliott spoke.

"Is it crack? That you smoke, I mean. Do you use a pipe, or just snort it? Or is it laced with something else?" Elliott asked his sister.

"Elliott!" Grace shouted.

"How could you say those things to me, Elliott?" Mia screamed.

"How could I not! Mia have you lost your mind? I'm wondering if you were dropped on your head as a baby! How does this make any sense? Jose is trash, and if I see him, I will fight him. I'm not playing around."

While Elliott, and Mia were in a screaming match, Carrick walked over to the bar. He was about to pour his brandy into a glass, then thought better of it, and drank it from the bottle. If his daughter was going to act uncouth, then it was only right for him to drink the same way. Kate snorted, before standing, holding out her hand for Elliott, who looked shell-shocked once he finished screaming at his baby sister. Grace only watched the two with wide eyes. Her gaze shifted however to her other son, who hadn't uttered a word. She saw him pull out his phone, and suddenly had a bad feeling in her stomach.

"Christian. Christian, wait!" Grace shouted, drawing everyone's attention to him. Shaking his head, Christian forced a smile.

"No, mother. I cannot wait. Not any longer." Turning his attention to Mia, he spoke calmly, which was very disturbing, due to the fact that his calm voice contradicted his wild eyes.

"Mia, you do what you must. If you go down with him, by being attached to him, that is your own choice as an adult. But I have to make mine. And my choice will protect my family, and the woman I am falling for."

Eyes wide in fear, Mia spoke quickly.

"Christian. You wouldn't hurt me."

"Not intentionally," he added. "But there are some lessons you need to learn. It seems as if you'll be learning it the hard way."

Ignoring his family shouts to come back, Christian headed to the door. He needed to see Ana, and let her know what was going on. Because after tonight, all bets were off.

LOL This crazy Mia right here…. Leave me a review and see you next Saturday!