A/N : Thank you for all the kind words on the previous chapter. I am glad to hear that you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. You are what keeps me going with my writing. Sorry for the delay of this chapter, I wanted to do a Christmas story one-shot, which turned into a two-shot. I needed to get that plot out of my head so I can fully concentrate on this chapter. I know that this chapter is short, however, I hope by the end of it, you won't mind. Thank you for your patience.

Thank you for reading and reviewing 'Under the Mistletoe'.

Enjoy & Happy reading!

~Melissa

Chapter 25

Christians POV:

Ros and I were able to accomplish what we wanted in Taiwan over the weekend. We shocked the living shit out of the shipyard by showing up first thing in the morning and walking right into the CEO's office. I slapped the contract on his desk, told him to read, sign, or not sign. He quickly read through the contract, which was no different than he had previously read before. He took his cheap ass fountain pen and signed on the dotted line. That's what I thought. I took the contract, told him his copy would be couriered over by the end of the business day and walked out. We were back on my jet by dinner time.

I'm exhausted, pissed, and horny. Not specifically in that order. Exhausted, being obvious of the traveling, pissed that Ana had to deal with the school and our exes by herself, and horny because I miss my girl so God damn much.

I walk into the penthouse, Taylor following behind me, to utter silence. It's eerie now, ever since Ana and Phoebe came into my life, they brought such a spirit with them. Teddy and Phoebe are usually playing, watching a movie, or running around. Ana is usually in the kitchen with Gail, gossiping and cooking together.

I don't like this feeling. I am so glad that my two girls are moving in. Moving in! That's what they are doing.

I turn to Taylor, "We have to go downstairs."

"Yes, Christian."

We head down the several floors, finally ending up on Ana's floor. Getting off the elevator, we hear the sounds of laughing and music coming from Ana's apartment. The door is ajar, a small moving box keeping it open. Several other labeled boxes litter the hallway.

I slowly open the door, stopping in my tracks when my girl is bent over and her ass is on full display, which makes me even hornier and more pissed off. I turn to Taylor to tell him to look somewhere else, but he is already on his way to Gail, who is in the kitchen making lunch.

I go towards Ana and see her tense up. I know she feels my presence, I feel hers. It's the electrical currents that flash through my body whenever she is near. I take my right hand and place it right on her ass and grasp it. My left hand weaves around her waist to pull her closer to me.

"I have missed you so much, baby."

"Christian!" She gasps and turns to face me. "I've missed you too. Two days is too long." She kisses me soundly on my lips and I push myself closer to her.

"I know, next time, you and the kids are coming with me. I don't care what is going on at that time."

"I agree." Before I can kiss her again, I hear the distinct sounds of laughter coming down the hallway.

"Brace yourself." Ana warns me. Before I can register what is going to happen, I am on the floor with two children on top of me laughing, kissing, and hugging me.

"We missed you, daddy." My sweet little angel says as she squeezes my cheeks together.

"I've missed you two too, and mommy." I tickled them both, making them fall off of me. I am able to kneel besides them.

"Give me a real hug, you two jumping beans." They both leap into my outstretched arms. This is home. Heaven.

"How much more do you have to pack up?" I ask Ana as the kids run back towards Phoebe's room.

"Phoebe, Teddy, Kate, and Elliot are finishing up her room. Everything is done with my room and office. Which I wanted to ask, do you think I can store my office items in your office for now?"

"I can do better than that, you can have your own office. There's a room upstairs next to the kids that is empty. It's yours."

She leans and places a sweet kiss to my lips, it's over way too soon. "Thank you, Christian."

"Let's take some of these boxes up, and stay in our bedroom for a bit. I've missed you too much to wait any longer." I tell her as I pull her closer to me, leaving hot, wet, open mouthed kisses to neck. Making my way up to her spot behind her ear, that she loves so much, she starts to buckle her knees, and I know I've won her over.

"Yes." She moans out.

"Hey, bro…" Ana quickly pulls away from me as she hears Elliot call out from down the hallway.

"Whoops…sorry." He laughs.

"What do you want Elliot?"

"Nothing important, was just going to say I'm glad you are finally here to help. Although, I have a feeling you will be leaving shortly again."

"Yep. Like, now. Tell everyone we are bringing some boxes up. We will be back down when we are done unpacking them. Keep the kids busy. Laters." I say as I start to drag Ana out of the apartment.

"Christian!" She chastises me.

"Bro, you forgot the boxes!" Elliot calls out as the door slams shut in his face.

As soon as the elevator doors closes, I pounce. Ana is pushed up against the cold, steel wall, my lips push against hers, and my hands are everywhere they can reach.

"Christian… I missed this." She breathes out as I descend down her slender neck, making her arch into me even more than what she was.

"I missed this too, baby, I need this. I need you." I moan into her body.

"I'm yours." Her words make me growl, ferociously. I'm a lion, she's my prey and right where I want her.

The elevator pings and lets us know of our arrival to our home. I pick her up swiftly, kissing and groping her as we enter our safe haven. With everyone several floors below us, I don't even attempt to walk to the bedroom. The farthest we go is the great room, where I plop down on the oversized white sofa, having my angel straddle me.

"You are going to ride me, right here, right now, Anastasia."

"Yes, sir." She breathes out, and fuck, if that wasn't the hottest thing she has said to me. I liked hearing that.

We are hands and tongue as our clothes are being ripped off our bodies and thrown haphazardly around the area surrounding us.

We are both naked, our lips kissing wherever they can reach, my hands run up and down her smooth, silky back as her fingers wrap around my hair and every so often, she will tug. At times, it's gentle and soft, others it's hard and rough. Just like our love making.

"Christian, please…" she begs of me.

My hands glide down her back until they reach her plump ass, as I squeeze it, I lift her up, just enough to give me room to be under her intoxicating entrance. We are looking right into each other's eyes, our souls, as I slowly bring her back down to me. We both groan at the feeling of finally being connected again.

"I love you." She breathes out as she moves up and down on me.

"I love you too, baby." My hands find her breasts, I tease and tug at her taut pink peaks. She moans out my name.

"You like that baby?"

"Yes." She hisses. I tug harder on one nipple, while I take the other in my mouth, sucking and biting.

"Shit, Christian. Don't stop." She is moving faster, up and down, circling, up and down again. She sticks to the pattern for a while until I bring my hands to her hips, my grasp tight, she will most likely have finger indentions on her after we're done. I lift her up and slam her back down, at the same time I thrust up.

"Fuck, baby. Again." We do the same movements again and again until she literally cries out my name. Tears spring from her eyes as they roll back. My grasp on her tightens as I pull her onto my chest. "Come with me, Anastasia."

"That was amazing, Christian." She stutters out between taking deep breathes of air into her lungs.

"You're telling me. Was I too rough?"

"Absolutely not. I loved it." She tells me as she lifts her head off my shoulder. Her hypnotic, blue orbs piercing into my lustful grey ones.

"Me too. We're becoming more adventurous. I like it."

"Hmm.." she simply states.

We are now lying in bed, after another round of slow, sensual love making. I know we have to talk about what happened. I don't want to ruin the moment, but it needs to be done. After we talk about things, we need to meet with Ray and my dad. I want them arrested as soon as possible.

"Baby, I am so proud of you. How you protected our children, took charge in a tough situation, damn. I am sorry I missed it. You needed me, Pheebs and Teddy needed me, and I wasn't here for you all. That will never happen again. I promise."

"I was so scared, Christian, but I knew that I had to be in control in that moment. I kept it together until I was with my dad and yours. If Sawyer wasn't there, I don't think that I would have been that strong. I know I needed to be, I had to be. I didn't have a choice. It was the first time I ever had to be a 'mama bear' like that." She cries out.

I held her tighter against me. Now that I am here, talking to her about it face to face, she is breaking down all over again. I don't blame her one bit. It was an emotional experience for her.

"Shh, baby, I'm here now. I've got you."

"They need to be found and arrested, Christian. I can't be scared sending our kids to school. I know Ryan and Reynolds will keep them safe, but I don't want them anywhere away from either of us." Fuck, she is terrified, shaking in my arms.

"Nothing will ever happen to them. I give you my word. You trust me, don't you?"

"Of course, I do, with all of my being."

"So trust that they will get what they deserve. Between me, Taylor and Sawyer, and our fathers, this will end. Soon."

"Good, because the 'Bring Someone Special' dance is soon and I really want to take the kids. Have a family night out, without any worries and looking behind my back all night." She leans over and kisses me with everything she has. I happily return it.

Phoebe and Ana are officially moved in. After our alone time earlier today, we headed back downstairs, and really brought up boxes to start unpacking. Once Elliot saw us back, he and Kate started to help as well. Ana and Ray decided to have Ray live there instead of looking for another place to live. He will move in by the end of the month. Ana and Phoebe are over the moon having him move to Seattle.

Phoebe absolutely loves her room. She was in it all night, only coming out to eat dinner, quickly, then running back to her room. The walls are a midnight blue with red roses painted throughout. There are life size pictures of Belle and the Beast on one wall, with the castle on the other. On either side of her bed, on the wall, there are Lumineer candelabras scones. She has an authentic clock, Clogsworth, on her night stand, that plays, "A Tale as old as Time" when she wakes in the morning. Her bed is, of course, an over the top princess canopy bed. Her bed sheets and pillows are the color of Belle's classis yellow gown. The sheets have ruffles, the pillows have golden leaves embroidered onto them. I don't know how many times she has squealed throughout the day. She finally calmed down when Ana told her to start unpacking her toys and to put them on her shelves and in her toy chest, until Mia went upstairs to help her, and the high-pitched squealing happened all over again. It's her paradise, and I couldn't be happier for her.

Teddy also loves his new room. His bed is in the shape of a boat, his sheets are the color of the sea, with different types of fish on it. His pillows are the shape of a shark, and a whale. He has fishing nets and poles on one large wall. Instead of a candelabra scone on his wall, casting lights, he has two lighthouses. On the other wall, he has a lifesaver with his name on it. Captain Teddy. He was just as excited as Phoebe, however, there was no squealing involved. Elliot and his crew did an outstanding job with both rooms, for it being short notice.

Once everyone left, except for Ray and my parents, and the kids were put to bed, we all head to the dining room, over drinks, and talk about Paul and Elena.

"I've had several phone calls today, from the Sergeant of Seattle PD, he told me that they are close to arresting Mr. Clayton and Elena. With all the paperwork and interviews from Ana, and the school, they will be no question about them going against their restraining orders."

"How soon?" Ana asks, nervously.

"Soon." My father simply states.

"Ana, baby, you have to have faith." I say as I squeeze her hand in mine.

"Annie, nothing will happen. The police know where they are. It will over soon. Most likely, sooner than you think." Ray quietly and calmly tells her.

"I know." She huffs out, frustrated. I just want this to be over for her. She is worrying too much. Between the sudden move, her store, her classes, the kids… she needs a break.

"I will let you know as soon as it happens. Promise. Let's go, Gracie, the kids look exhausted." My dad says as he pulls my mom up by her hand.

"I am going to head home, too. I have a long travel time, you know?" Ray laughs. He isn't officially moved in, but he is staying the rest of the weekend with his girls.

Ana and I walk the three of them to the foyer, hugging and kissing goodnight, with plans to meet for our weekly Sunday dinner, which Ray is officially part of now.

The night was spent holding Ana tightly against me, our limbs intertwined together, never letting each other go. Her soft snores and small mewls make me smile against the back of her neck. I kiss it softly, as not to wake her. She has been on an emotional rollercoaster the last few days, she needs her rest. I can stay up all night watching her sleep peacefully, however, I start to slowly close my eyes, thinking about how happy she makes me.

The early morning light wakes me, I smile, and go to kiss Ana good morning, however, my lips land on her pillow. I take a look around and see that she isn't in the room or bathroom. The kids must have woken up and came in. I get up, pull my pajama bottoms on and a t-shirt, and head towards the kitchen, where I know Ana must be by now.

I walk into the kitchen, and don't see anyone or smell anything. It's quiet, too quiet for two six year olds that are up.

"Ana?" I call out. Nothing.

"Phoebe? Teddy?"

"In our rooms, daddy." I hear Teddy call out to me. I head up the stairs, they are both in their rooms, playing with some toys.

"Where's mommy?"

"She's in the media room. She made us breakfast. She said she will make something for you when you get up." Phoebe informs me. She goes back to playing and I take that as my queue to leave and go to Ana.

"Ana? Baby?" She still doesn't respond, as I call her when I walk into the media room. I find her sitting, straight up, on one of the plush chairs we have in here, her eyes fixated on the television. I go and sit next to her, my presence finally making her look at me. She gives me a smile, and points to the television, still silent.

She has the news on. "What are am I supposed to be watching, baby?"

"Wait. It will come back on." She says excitedly. "I've watched it three times, I was just about to come and get you."

Then I hear it, and now my eyes and ears are glued onto the screen in front of us.

'Good morning, Seattle. This is Lacey Rogerson, coming to you from channel eleven's 'Wake Up Seattle', with breaking news. As previously stated, Ms. Elena Lincoln, ex-wife of business tycoon Mr. Christian Grey, and her boyfriend, Mr. Paul Clayton, has been arrested earlier this morning for going against their restraining orders. Lincoln has a restraining order against her from her ex-husband, her biological son, and Mr. Grey's current girlfriend, Anastasia Steele, and her daughter. Clayton has the order against him for the same reasons. Ms. Anastasia Steele is an ex-girlfriend of his, and her daughter, is his biological daughter. Both parties have signed their rights away. It seems as though once they saw Mr. Grey and Ms. Steele become an item, they wanted back in.

Lincoln and Clayton were both arrested at Lincoln's home on Puget Island. It has been confirmed that they are being held and being questioned at the Seattle Police Department. They have both went against their restraining orders by contacting the children's school and demanding to be put on their contact list. Lincoln has always caused damage to Ms. Steele's bookstore, Little Treasures. Ms. Steele has also been accosted by Clayton in the past few weeks. If I and the rest of Seattle know anything at all, it is that Mr. Grey will make sure that these two are punished to the fullest extent of the law. He will not settle for his family being threatened. Ms. Lincoln, who has known Mr. Grey since High School, should have known about this tidbit also.

We will keep you updated on all things pertaining to these arrests. Stay tuned, we will be back with weather, after the commercial break.'