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Ana POV

I never thought I would live long enough to see my baby girl take her first steps but here we are and my 11-month little girl is walking.

"Christian, please get the camera before she falls over," I say trying not to distract my beautiful Gracelyn.

I start crying as she says mama and holds her hands out to me.

"Did you just hear that? She said mama."

"I did baby," Christian says wrapping his arms around me.

These days I can feel the effects on the cancer more readily now. I tire very easily so trying to chase after a now walking baby brings with it a whole another set of challenges.

For the next hour, Christian and I just sit on the floor and we have Gracelyn walk between us and we praise her every time she does and we all laugh together.

Today with the help of Mia, we started planning the ultimate first birthday party for my little princess, which also happens to be the theme of the party.

"Ana there is something I want to tell you," Mia says as we plan out the party menu.

"You're pregnant."

"How did you know?" She says and we hug and laugh.

"Mia, there is something I need to tell you. I know that youare going to think it's a little strange but just hear me out okay. For the past few days, I have been having these really strange dreams and I don't know what to make of them."

"What kind of dreams?"

"Well, the first one was of you with a little baby in your arms and I think Gracelyn playing on the lawn with Luke and Christian watching from afar. It seemed so real especially since I wasn't there. Then there was this dream last night."

"And…"

Gracelyn looked like she was five or six maybe a little older and Christian was holding hands with a beautiful woman and they all looked happy.

"Ana, I don't know what to say, it was just a dream."

"No Mia, it's a sign that Christian will be okay after I'm gone."

"Please stop Ana, you still have a lot of time, please don't talk like this Ana."

"Mia, it's inevitable. I need to know that my family is taken care of once I'm gone."

She starts crying, which always happens when I talk about the future.

"In my dream, you had a boy so when you find out what you're having and it's a boy you will know that my dream came true. The woman that Christian will fall in love with her name is Tenley."

"I don't know a Tenley," she says.

"Please don't tell Christian any of this. I don't want to worry him about my dreams."

"You look so relieved," Mia says.

"I am. The only thing I'm worry about now is Christian and what is going to happen to him."

"Ana, I promised I would take care of him and you have everything you need to ensure that."

"I do."

"I can't believe you're having a baby," I say.

Mia and Luke decided to take Gracelyn for the night so Christian and I could have some alone time.

I make him dinner and we eat on the patio and watch the sun go down.

"You are so beautiful," Christian says tucking a loose stand of hair behind my ear. I hear the sadness in his voice but there will be none of that tonight.

"You're not so bad yourself, Mr. Grey," I say standing up and moving to sit on his lap and I kiss his lips. "How about you take me to bed so I can lose myself in you forever."

"I think I can arrange that Mrs. Grey," he says and he lifts me up and carries to me up to bed.

Christian is all about taking his time tonight as he slowly pulls my dress off and lays me onto the bed as I watch him strip his clothes off.

"Are you enjoying the show?" He asks as he turns around to give me the full view.

"I sure am," I say as he slides next to me running his hand up my leg over my breasts and touches my lips with his.

I move so I straddle him.

"Oh Ana, I love you so much," He says gripping my hips as I slowly take him all the way.

"I could stay like this forever," I moan as I begin to slowly move my hips.

"Fuck, you feel so good baby," Christian says trying to control my rhythm to really feel every movement.

My body craves a release so I fight against his hands and finally Christian gives up and lets me ride him like I need to.

The slight sheen on my chest is a sign that I'm getting tired but I know Christian is trying to ignore that fact so he helps me to find my release.

I collapse on top of him as my orgasm rips through me and into Christian as I feel his release inside of me.

It takes me a few minutes to catch my breath and I know that worries Christian. Everything does these days but I just laugh it off, that's how I'm coping with it.

I fall asleep on his chest listening to his heart beating and it's one of the those things that I'm going to miss.

Christian POV

Ana didn't wake up after we made love and I didn't have the heart to wake her so I fell asleep with her in my arms. The tears came flowing down my face when I know that these moments are numbered and the full weight that in a few days, weeks or months she will be gone.

I know that her time is coming to an end but I don't want to dwell on that, becauseI know that's not what Ana wants and I want her to be happy.

My wife has been so strong trying to deal with her death sentence. I don't know how she does it. She always has a smile on her face and never once does she let this get her down. She wants to enjoy her time with Gracelyn and me and everyone that matters in her life.

When I woke this morning, the sun was shining and the birds were chirping and I knew what I had to do. Ana is still sleeping so I carefully move her off my chest and I throw on a pair of shorts and go down to my office and make a phone call.

Ana POV

I can't believe that Christian let me sleep the day away, but after last night, I needed my body to recover as our lovemaking took a lot out of me.

I shower and get dressed and head downstairs to find Christian in study.

"When will Gracelyn be back?" I ask.

"Later on tonight, would you like some lunch?"

We sit at the kitchen table while I make us each a big salad and subs.

"What would you like to do today?" Christian asks.

"You!"

"Oh Mrs. Grey, hold that thought," He says when I hear a knock on the door.

"I think it's for you."

I give him a look like what have you done and I openthe door and I'm shocked at who is standing in front of me.

We don't say anything but stare at each other. I'm the first to break and I run into her arms and start crying.

"Ana, I'm so sorry," she says and what has happened in the past is just what it is in the past.

"I'm glad you're here," I say and invite my mother inside.

"Hi Carla," Christian says walking over.

"Thank you for calling me Christian," she says and I look over at my husband.

"What did you do," I ask him.

"You were crying in your sleep last night and you kept saying you're sorry to your mom so when I got up this morning I called Carla and told her that you needed her and got her on the first flight here."

"Christian Grey, you are amazing. Thank you."

Mom and I spend the next few hours talking on the patio before I hear a door open and we both turn around when we hear a little giggle and then we see Gracelyn walking toward us with Christian closely behind her just in case she falls.

"Mom, I would like you to meet your granddaughter Gracelyn," I say picking up my little girl.

"She is beautiful Annie," she says holding out her hands looking for my approval to hold her.

Gracelyn has my mom already wrapped around her finger and she's only been in my mom's arms for less than five minutes.

"How long can you stay mom," I say over dinner.

"As long as you want me?"

"We have a lot to catch up on," I say and we both toast over a glass of Bollinger.

Having mom here for the last month has been great. She and my dad have mended their relationship so at least they can be in the same room together. Now, here we are celebrating my daughter's first birthday.

The past week has been a taxing one on my body. All I want to do is sleep as I'm so tired and I try to fight against it but I know I'm losing my fight. It's like the harder I fight the quicker I feel that I'm losing.

Yesterday I couldn't even get out of bed as I was so exhausted and my body hurt. I wanted to save all my energy for today's party.

When I woke up this morning, I feel like a new person almost like the past week never happened. I get ready early and head into Gracelyn's room to find Christian already in there changing our daughter.

"Anastasia, I told you that you needed to rest until the party starts in a few hours," he says with a concerned look on his face.

"I feel amazing Christian," I say and run up to him and our daughter and kiss them both.

"Are you sure?"

"I've never felt better," I say and the three of us head downstairs for breakfast.

At 11, Mia stops by with the cake and the rest of the food that she has prepared and when she sees me she nearly falls over.

She pulls me into the laundry room and closes the door.

"What's going on?"

"What do you mean, I feel great."

"Talk to me Ana," she panics.

"Mia, please don't freak out. I think I'm just having an adrenaline rush which Dr. Warren tells me is quite normal at the end. Don't get upset or worry Christian; he already has enough on his plate. I don't want him to know."

I see the tears forming in my best friend's eyes.

"This is it isn't?"

I look at her and smile.

"Remember you promised, today is all about Gracelyn."

"I love you Ana," she says taking me into her arms.

We have nearly 100 people over at the house for the party. We invited all of Gracelyn's friends from her various play groups and all of our family and friends are here. I joked with Christian when I showed him our guest list that we had more people for our daughter's first birthday party than we did for our own wedding.

The party was a smashing success and I think Gracelyn loved herlittle cake that Mia made for only her. I think she got more frosting on her body then in her mouth. I don't remember laughing that hard ever.

After the guests have left, Gail and my mom were upstairs giving the birthday girl a much needed bath while Christian and I sit on the patio watching the sun go down.

"Today was an amazing day," I say lying down against Christian's chest.

"It couldn't have been more perfect," he says and kisses my neck.

My mom brings Gracelyn out to us dressed in her birthday jammies and I take her into my arms and just snuggle with her.

"I love you so much baby never forget that," I say kissing her sweet cheeks. "You are going to do amazing things young lady and I'm sorry that I won't be here to see them but know that I will always be looking down on you and daddy."

Christian's arms squeeze me harder knowing that I feel it happening.

The three of us stay on the chair and watch the sun dip below the water and soon my darling daughter is fast asleep against my chest. I fight back the tears knowing that I won't be here when she wakes up and I can feel the tears start to fall down my cheeks.

Christian calls my mom over to take Gracelyn to bed and I tell her I love her. I don't want her to know.

After our daughter is safely inside Christian adjusts me so we are facing each other.

"I don't want to say goodbye," he says crushing his lips to mine. I feel his emotions in his lips and I feel his tears on my cheek.

"Then don't say it," I whisper against his lips. "I need you to let me go Christian."

"I'm not ready," he says.

"I know, but I will always be with you, right here," I say placing my hand on his chest. "These past three years with you have been the best of my life and I wouldn't have changed anything. You made me a wife and mother to the most amazing little girl and I'm grateful that you came into my life. But Christian I need you to promise me that you will move on."

"Ana please don't," He says.

"Christian, please I can't die like this. Promise me that you will move on one day, if not for you, but for Gracelyn. It's okay."

"I promise," he says and I kiss his lips for the last time.