Chapter 25

A/N: Hey guys. I am so sorry for disappearing for over four months. I can't say it won't happen again because life is unpredictable. I have a husband and one year old twins and we're expanding our family, not to mention I have a crazy job so everything is crazy right about now. But, that's no excuse to leave you guys hanging way that I did. You have continually supported me and I couldn't be more grateful. Please don't hate me. I promise I'll make it up to you guys. Now, I won't make you wait any longer so here is the next chapter. Read and enjoy. Love you all.

Rose xoxo

Unknown POV:

Christian Grey didn't deserve a beautiful wife and child. He didn't deserve a damn thing in this world. After what he did to me and my family, his happiness wouldn't last long. But, I had to be careful. He might be an evil bastard, but he wasn't a fool or an idiot. I had to create a foolproof plan. And once I put it in action, he would regret even being born. If he thought I was going to let him off easily, he had another thing coming. That man knew exactly what he did. He was just like his father. All of them Greys deserved to suffer but I was crazy if I thought I could take out the whole family. So, why not just take out the man that wronged me the most? That didn't mean the rest of them were safe at all. It meant quite the opposite. Christian Grey would watch while I took the life out of the two people he loved the most. Anastasia and Rosalie. I didn't want to have to kill a child but I would do what I had to, to make him wish he was six feet under.

Christian POV:

I got some beers out of the fridge for me and the guys. Taylor, Elliot and I were spending some male bonding time together which I definitely needed. I loved both my girls to death but having an energetic three year old girl and a stubborn, soon-to-be bride in the house was a good way to go crazy. Not to mention that Mia and my mother told Ana that she needed my opinion on everything because the last thing they wanted was for me to be disappointed about the outcome on our wedding day. I didn't care if we got married in raggedy clothes behind a dumpster, I was making Ana my wife. No orchestra and elaborate wedding arch was going to change that for me. All I wanted was for Ana to get the wedding that she always dreamed of, with no limit. I would pay for anything she wanted and I didn't care how ridiculous it was.

"So, if the ladies went dress shopping...where's the kid?" Elliot questioned as I walked into the home theater where we were watching the game.

"My daughter is at some type of play date thing with a couple of her classmates," I explained. "So, what's going on with you and Kate?"

I had been meaning to have a talk with my ass of a brother. He was probably oblivious to what Kate was going through. Ana had told me that she was pregnant and made me promise that I wouldn't tell by withholding sex. I loved my brother, don't get me wrong, and I didn't want to lie to him but it wasn't any of my business and I wanted sex with my future wife. She had the nerve to suggest that we not have sex until after the wedding, but I quickly distracted her by doing a little something with my tongue that sent all those thoughts flying out of her mind.

"I don't know," sighed Elliot. "All of a sudden, she starts blowing up over the little things. Me not putting this dishes in the diswasher or leaving the toilet seat up. Then, when I told her I was sleeping in the guest room the other night, she accused me of sleeping with someone else. I just don't know with her. Man, if she wasn't Ana's sister..."

Hearing him say those things and not being able to tell him he was talking about the mother of his unborn child...I wished Ana hadn't told me. Maybe if I was able to tell him, he would get his act together and wouldn't be at risk of losing the best woman that had ever come into his life. Now, I wasn't saying Kate was completely blameless. She shouldn't keep a secret as big as that from him. No matter what she expected his reaction to be, the man deserved to know. The worst he could do was tell her that he didn't want the baby, but he would still have responsibilities. No matter what.

"Have you actually sat her down and asked her what was wrong?" Taylor raised his eyebrows.

The number one thing Ana always told me was that we needed to have good communication. Otherwise, our marriage would never work. And the last thing either of us wanted to do, was put Rosie through the ordeal of us separating. Especially now that she was legally my daughter. Elliot looked down at Taylor's question, realizing his mistake. Talking to women wasn't always the easiest thing to do, but at least you could say that you tried.

"No," Elliot admitted.

"Kate is a pretty reasonable woman. Maybe she just needs you to give her some undivided attention for the day and, if that's not it, you can ask her what's wrong," I suggested, even though I knew exactly what was wrong.

Elliot nodded. I just hoped he took my advice and whatever happened with him and Kate wouldn't affect my relationship with my fiance.

Ana's POV:

We arrived at this wedding boutique in downtown Seattle named Georgia's Gowns. It had a lot of amazing reviews for great customer service and stunning wedding dresses. I didn't want to go overboard with the wedding. Of course, I wanted my dream dress but the main thing that mattered was me marrying the man I loved. Nothing else. And now that my sister was talking to me again, everything seemed to be going great. Except for the little baby boy that was still laying in the hospital.

"You must be Anastasia, correct?" a beautiful woman with flawless mocha skin, dressed in a navy blue skirt suit greeted us when we walked in.

"Yes," I nodded, giving her a kind smile and shaking her hand.

She shook Kate's, Mia's and Grace's hands as well as she introduced herself, "My name is Georgia Anderson. I will be helping you today. We have a private dressing room waiting for you so you can go get comfortable and I will be in there in a few minutes so I can ask you a few questions about what you're looking for."

I nodded again before she led us into a back room set aside for us. It was beautiful. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, lighting up the room perfectly. There was a chaise seated directly across from a full-length mirror with a golden frame. A rack of wedding dresses was pushed against one wall. On the coffee table in front of the chaise and chairs was a spread with a selection of drinks, fruit and cheese and a bucket of ice. And I had a feeling Mia dropped Christian's name when she called this place to make an appointment. Of course they would go all out for the future wife of a billionaire. Something I was not yet used to.

"This place is amazing. How'd you find it, Mia?" Kate looked at her as we settled into our seats.

"My friend, Becca, who I went to high school with got married a few months ago and her dress was gorgeous. I would've killed for it," insisted Mia, before turning back to me. "You will totally find something here. Promise."

Hopefully, I did. The sooner I did, the sooner I could get to other things. And I also had an idea of a wedding gift for Christian. It was hard to figure out what to get the man that had everything. But, that was the key. He had everything material...and my gift was going to be so much more. If I could get the ball rolling on it, of course. A moment later, Georgia walked in. This time, with a young blonde girl, no older than 22, right behind her.

"So, Mrs. Grey-or do you prefer Miss Steele?" Georgia asked me.

I shook my head, "Anastasia is fine."

"Ok, Anastasia. Do you have any specific preferences? Such as sleeves or no sleeves? Mermaid style, princess? Lace? Do you want a color other than white? Any type of jewel on the dress? Maybe something non-traditional? Short?" questioned Georgia.

The blonde girl looked at me, waiting for my response with a notebook in her hand, probably waiting for my answer. Wow. That was a lot to think about. I'd never actually thought about any of this before. I knew mostly what I wanted but sometimes the things you look for aren't always what you expect them to look like. Which was why I didn't want to go in with a set image of the dress I wanted. All i wanted was to feel beautiful and look beautiful for the man I loved.

"I do want a white gown. Long. I don't really have a preference when it comes to sleeves. And princess style. I'm open to everything else," I answered after a minute or two of deliberation.

Georgia smiled, widely, "I can certainly work with that. I'll also bring you some headpieces. Brides usualy like to pick the dress before they pick the headpieces."

I nodded, unable to help the excitement that coursed through my body. This was it. I was choosing my wedding dress. God, I couldn't believe it. It was so surreal. And I didn't think anyone was more excited than me until I looked over to see Mia practically bouncing up and down. She was just waiting for this moment. To be apart of one of her brother's wedding day.

"Mia," Grace scolded, lightly. "Stop bouncing."

Kate and I laughed, softly. Mia flushed, stopping, but unable to stop herself from fidgeting.

"Sorry. I just...I never thought I would see one of my brothers get married and start his own family," said Mia, excitedly.

I glanced over at Kate, hesitantly, at that but her smile didn't even waver. The last thing I wanted was for my sister and I to have tension on one of the days that I needed her the most. She knew me better than anyone. Well, her and Christian. Her on certain aspects, him on others. A couple of minutes later, Georgia and the blonde girl brought in a rack of several dresses. Time to get down to work.

"Why don't we try this one on first?" Georgia took a dress off the rack. "If you're looking for something a bit more simple, this is it. Simple, but elegant. Strapless, sweetheart neckline and chiffon material."

I went behind the changing screen, carefully slipping into the dress which was surprisingly easy to get into, before walking out and going to stand on the platform in front of the full-length mirror. The women in the room seemed to be contemplating and debating, silently, about what they thought. My brown hair tumbled down my back and around my shoulders in loose curls, covering my bare shoulders.

"What do you guys think?" I looked at them.

Grace hesitated before saying, "You look...pretty, dear."

Well, that's not what I wanted to hear. I looked at my sister.

"Kate?"

"Do you want me to be honest?" Kate scrunched up her face and I nodded. "It's not you. At all."

Looking back in the mirror, I realized just how right she was. I didn't want anything over the top, but...it was way too plain for me. The next couple of dresses were OK. One of them was just too much going on and I couldn't imagine walking down the aisle in, but the one after that...it was the one. No doubt about it. (A/N: I am not the best at describing things but Ana's dress will be on my Pinterest). The top was a fitted bodice wi off-the-shoulder lace sleeves with a thin belt separating the top from the A-line skirt which flowed out and down to the floor. It was perfect. Not over-the-top, but not simple. I loved it. It complimented my body and skin tone just perfectly.

"That dress is one-of-a-kind...and I think you look perfect in it," Georgia spoke up first.

I looked over to see my sister tearing up, "I'm sorry, I just...I can't believe how beautiful you look."

Laughing slightly, I couldn't help the few tears that escaped my eyes. I quickly brushed them away. Kate had been my rock for so long. I mean, yeah, I had my dad, but...she was that woman I needed in my life when my mom died. And here she was. Seeing me get married.

"You look amazing, honey," agreed Grace, giving me a genuine smile.

"My brother will be speechless," Mia nodded.

Georgia brought over a crystal tiara with a thin veil attached to it. She sat it, gently, on top of my hair. It made everything look even more perfect.

"I'll take them."

So, I know, not the most eventful chapter but at least I'm back. And we finally get to the wedding planning. What do you guys think Ana's wedding gift for Christian is? Do you have any suggestions for next chapter because right now I am blank, but I will be updating Save Me soon. Don't worry. I won't disappear for another year. Promise. Love you guys. Please review. Don't forget to check the Pinterest if you want to see Ana's dress and tiara. Bye! :)

Rose xoxo