A/N: Please keep the families of the Sandy School Shooting in your prayers. They need all the support they can get right now. Enjoy this Chapter 3rd this week.

Gracie

It has been two days since daddy and nana had their conversation. I have been in my room for the most part with Aunt Mia, but she isn't Ana. Today is Grey Sunday which means we will all be going to grandma and grandpa's house for dinner. I really want to see Uncle Elliot, but don't want to sit in the car with daddy and pretend all is fine. I am still mad at him. I am in the middle of reading a book of poems that Ana gave me when I hear a knock at my doorway. I look over to see my dad standing there in his relaxed clothes, not the suit and tie he usually wears. He fixed me locking the door by taking the door off for a month.

"Are you dressed to go to your grandparent's house?" he questions me. I look over at him and just give him an angry scowl. I have seen him give it to Uncle Elliot several times. "Gracie, you're going to have to talk to me at some point. You are acting very childish right now," he snaps.

"Duh, I am only 7," I shout as I grab my clothes and head into the bathroom slamming the door.

"Seriously, I'll take that door next," he states. I open the door in my nightshirt.

"It's not locked," I snap back. He leaves my room muttering under his breath. I get dressed in a sundress and black flats. I pull my hair up in a pony tail and attach two butterfly clips for color. I pull out my jewelry drawer and put on my butterfly necklace Aunt Mia got me in Paris. She had sent it to me for my birthday. As I finish getting dressed I toss my dirty clothes in the hamper and exit the bathroom.

I find my dad and Taylor waiting in the great room quietly talking. When I enter the room Taylor stops and looks directly at me. My dad turns around and motions for me to come to him. I look at him and just shake my head.

"Are you ready, Sir," Taylor asks with an amused look as Sawyer comes out of the security room.

"Yes, I think we are," he mutters as I walk over to the elevator and join Sawyer. When the elevator opens we all climb into it. The ride down to the garage seemed like it took forever. I was holding my breath due to how close my dad was to me. I wasn't ready to forgive him for Ana leaving and him not telling me who my mother was.

I got into the back of the SUV with him. I sat across from him and just stared out the window. It was a long ride, but thankfully he didn't try to make small talk with me instead he seemed very busy on his Blackberry. I got excited when the familiar road that led to my grandparent's house came into view.

"Nana," I yell as I run for her and grandpa. They stood up from the couch they were sitting on as we entered the house.

"Great, she can't mutter two words to me and she talks no-stop to you two," my dad mutters under his breath as I carry on how bored I have been locked away in my room.

"Christian how is work," grandpa Carrick asks as I settle into the couch with Nana.

"I have been how the last few days, but Ros is keeping a good eye over the place," he says staring at me making me uncomfortable. I continue to ramble on about different things to both Aunt Mia and Uncle Elliot when they come into the room.

"Lunch is served," Gretchen the housekeeper says as she enters the room. Gretchen isn't as welcoming as Mrs. Jones is to me, but I know it's because she is cranky and old. I sit down beside Nana and Aunt Mia across from my dad and Elliot.

"So Gracie I was thinking we could go see a movie later this afternoon," my dad said as all eyes turned to me. I know they were all waiting for me to answer, but I just continued eating ignoring his question.

"What did you have planned later Elliot?" Aunt Mia asked trying to change the subject.

"Gracie I asked you a question," my dad snapped. I looked up to him and just gave him a scowl.

"Christian..." Nana was saying when my dad interrupted her.

"Seriously, I haven't gotten more than a few words out of my own daughter in the last couple of days, but when she comes over here she talks freely to everyone around her. Yet, she ignores a simple question from her father," he snaps dropping his fork onto the table.

I can't help it as the tears start to fall freely down my checks and my vision becomes blurry due to them. My grandparents, Uncle and Aunt are all looking at me as I let my eyes rest on the one person I was loathing at the very moment.

"You lied to me, and made her leave," I shout at me dad.

"I didn't lie to you. You are a child; I don't have to tell you everything. Sometimes I have to make decisions to protect you," he says softly. I didn't want him trying to be nice to me after he hurt me.

"Protect me, right," I snap as I stand up.

"Gracie, I tried to make the best out of a bad situation," he starts but I can't think straight. I was a bad situation to my dad.

"I wish I wasn't your daughter. I wish that Sara had never given me to you. You have ruined my life," I yell out knowing the words would hurt him deep down. I ran as fast as I could out the back door and down to the dock. When I turned around I say Sawyer close on my heel, but I was fast. I cut through the underbrush of a neighboring house and hid there until Sawyer passed by me, then I cried.

******Fifty Shades Nanny*******

Christian

I sit stunned by the words my daughter has just yelled out at me. She didn't really mean them did she. I know I am a hard man to live with, but I have been good to her, she couldn't really think she would be better off not knowing me could she. I was aware of my family moving about, but I couldn't shake the words that flew so freely from my 7 year old.

I must have been sitting in the same spot for some time lost in my thoughts because Taylor had called the cops and they were interviewing my family. I stood up and walked to the patio door and looked out.

"Christian, son," my mother asked as she placed her hand on my shoulder. I turned around and went to my father's study knowing full well that would be where everyone would be. I opened the door slightly and noticed all the different men speaking away on different devices, barking out orders and demanding things to be done.

"Enough," I shout as everyone turns to look at me.

"Sir," Taylor begins but I put my hand up to stop him from talking.

"I want to thank you gentlemen for coming here, but your services will no longer be needed," I say. I turn around to walk away when I feel the connection of a hand across my face.

"Are you crazy?" my sister says standing in front of me pissed off. I rub my cheek and just walk past her pulling my phone out of my pocket. I unlock it and start flicking through apps until I find the one I am looking for. I click on it and see the red dot just half a mile down the beach. I smile knowing full well what it was. "Christian, you have some nerve telling the police to leave. Gracie is out there and no one knows where she is. Maybe she is right you don't care about her," she snaps. It's as if all the air has been sucked out of the room as everyone stops talking and things move in slow motion.

"You have no idea how much that little girl means to me. She is my daughter and no matter what she will always be my first priority. I don't need your approvable or anyone else's, anyone who doesn't like that they can just leave now," I snap as I walk out the patio door heading toward the boathouse. I remember that this was Gracie's favorite spot during summer. I look at my phone and see that the red dot was inside.

"Gracie," I call as I see her huddled up in the corner of the stairs with arms wrapped around her knees. I pull her into my arms and sit down on the steps.

"I didn't mean it daddy. I was so upset. I am so sorry," she gasps out as she warps her arms around my shoulders.

"Shh!," I say rubbing circles on her back.

"Daddy, I wouldn't change you being my daddy. It was mean to say those things to you," she says as I wipe tears away from her eyes.

"I know you didn't mean them. I promise you though Gracie I will try harder to show you just how much I love you," I say as I pull my phone out of my pocket. "Taylor, I want the jet fueled and ready to leave in half an hour," I say as I end the call.

"Where are you going?" Gracie questions as I stand up pulling her closer to me.

"We are going to go on a trip," I say brushing dirt and sand off of her dress. I carry her up to the main house to the wordless expressions of my family members and walk to the car. Taylor opens the door for me and Gracie climbs in and buckles up.

"Sir," Taylor says as he gets in behind the wheel.

"Take us to Sea-Tac," I replied as I pull Gracie to me. We boarded the plane and got situated while Taylor did a sweep of the plane. Sawyer showed up about 15 minutes after we boarded. I took out my phone and texted Welch asking him to find some information out for me. I wanted details and the works.

Gracie spent the ride talking to me about different random things that she and her Aunt had done the last couple of days. About an hour before we were at our destination Gracie fell asleep on my shoulder. I was so ecstatic about what I was doing, for the first time I was going after something that I wanted. I pulled Gracie in my arms as we were getting off the plane. Taylor quickly made arrangements for a vehicle for our use and I climbed in with my daughter sound asleep.

"Grey," I snapped. It was Welch giving me the information that I had texted him about earlier. I smiled to myself as I passed the information on to Taylor. I liked the fresh air that greeted us as the SUV pulled up to the entrance of the River Inn Hotel. Taylor opened the door for us and I was still carrying my daughter.

"Welcome to River Inn Hotel, how may I help you," says Linda as I read her name tag.

"I would like the penthouse if you have one," I say jostling Gracie as I pull my wallet out.

"Daddy," she says as she rubs her eyes.

"Hey, sweetie," I say as I pull out my credit card and ID and hand them to her,

"Mr. Grey, right we have a very comfortable suite that would fit you, but unfortunately we do not have a penthouse, she says as she passes the cards back to me.

"Thank you," I say as I put them away. "Are you hungry?" I question knowing that neither of us ate very much at lunch.

"Yes, I am starving," she says rubbing her tummy as I put her down.

"Sir," Taylor asks as he stands beside Sawyer.

"Okay, Gracie and I are going to get some dinner, you two are more than welcomed to get some and charge it to me. Then take the night off," I say as I reach my hand out for Gracie, both men nod their heads to me. We make our way to the restaurant that is nicely placed in the middle of the hotel. I don't see her, but Gracie sees he and takes off from me.

"Ana, Ana," she yells out as she runs to Ana Steele. I watch as Ana turns in her chair and drops to her knees waiting for Gracie. As Gracie reaches her she throws her arms around her pulling her to herself. I make my way to them with a smile on my face. She was still so beautiful. She had on a simple light blue blouse and loose fitting jeans.

"Mr. Grey," she says as she pulls herself up still holding Gracie in her arms.

"Miss. Steele," I say and look to the lady sitting stunned in the chair next to where she once sat.

"Mom, this is Mr. Grey and his daughter Gracie. She is whole I look out for," she says as she sits down with Gracie holding her tightly as if she would disappear.

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Grey. I have heard very little about you," she says as she extends her hand out to me. I smile as I shake her hand.

"Thank you," I say. She smiles back at me. "It was nice running into you guys here, but I need to get this little girl some food. So come on Gracie," I say as I reach my hand out to her.

"Why don't you two join us," Ana's mother says as a waiter appears and moves another chair to the table. I sit down and order dinner for Gracie and I. It was a nice dinner and the conversation was very nice as well.

"Well honey we need to get you to bed. I have a few meeting in the morning," I say taking the bill and signing my name to it.

"Daddy," Gracie says as she moves from Ana's lap to stand up beside me. We say are good-byes and I watched as Ana and Gracie have a heartfelt hug.

"I will see you tomorrow," Ana says as we leave the two of them.

"You like Ana, don't you daddy," Gracie says as we get into the elevator. I smile as I watch the smile creep onto her face as well. When we get to our room I see that Taylor had done some shopping and picked up some things for us. Gracie takes a bath and changes into some pajamas. I read her a bedtime story and kiss her goodnight.

I go into the sitting area and pull out my briefcase that I know Taylor had brought up. I had forgotten it on the plane. I am all settled down with a glass of red wine and my laptop when there is a knock at the door. I put my laptop on the coffee table and go to the door. I am surprised as I opened the door.

"Miss. Steele," I say as she blushes at the mention of her name.

"Mr. Grey," she replies as I offer her to come in.

"I don't want to sound rude, but why are you here," I ask turning to sit back down.

"We need to talk. I have made a decision and I don't think you are going to like it," she says as my heart beings to beat erratically. This can't be very good. What will I tell Gracie?