Chapter 25

Christian

This day has been driving me crazy. I hated that at the last minute I had been asked to meet with some jerk needing my attention to a situation about one of my companies. I just wanted to get home to Ana and my baby girl. I knew Ana had gone to the Doctor, but she refused to tell Sawyer what had happened. So sitting right now in a small office waiting for Mr. Jackson one of my financial mangers isn't the highlight of my time.

"I'm sorry to be keeping you Mr. Grey, but I thought this was too important to be handled outside this room," Mr. Jackson states as he enters his office and sits down across from me. I look over the paperwork he has handed me and find that I agree totally with him about this situation.

"How did this happen?" I question a little ticked off that it even happened.

"I haven't been able to find the source," he stammers out looking a little green.

"I want you to work with Welch on this. He is my go to guy. I know if this gets out it will be your head," I snap as I get up.

"Mr. Grey, I have worked for you for some time now. I was hired as an intern, I moved my way up to where I am. I wouldn't turn around for profit over something like this because I wouldn't have anything if it wasn't for my internship here," he says. I don't have many people who stand up to me, but I turn around anyway to look him in the eye.

"Then let's take care of this situation before it gets any bigger," I say reaching my hand out to him. He nods his head and places his hand in mine. I walk out of the building trying to wrap my head around how someone I thought was my friend had betrayed my trust and misused me. I am usually the one playing around with people, but this person got too close to something that belonged to me. I will need to put a stop to them before something worse happens, great just how I wanted to spend the next few hours.

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Ana

"Please tell me the test is wrong," I say looking back at the Doctor in front of me.

"I'm sorry, but it's not," she whispers as she hands me a Kleenex.

"Is there a possibility that the test is wrong? I mean they aren't always the most reliable things in the world are they," I mutter as I wipe my nose with the soft tissue.

"Miss. Steele, I know that this is big news. I took a blood test and they are hardly wrong." Dr. Greene says as she hands me a few pieces of paper. "I need you to sign these to proceed," she says as she hands me a pen. As I sign the papers I just hope that this isn't going to change anything between Christian and me. I have come to adore Gracie, and having to leave her would kill me. Dr. Greene performs a few more tests, and then checks to make sure everything is going good. I am walking out of the examiner room holding a few blurry photos that could change the course of my future or define the hard truths people have been telling me.

"Miss. Steele are you alright," Sawyer asks as I round the corner almost running into him with my movements.

"Yes, just peachy," I say a little more brusque than I wanted to.

"Okay, Mr. Grey is running behind. So let me get you home then pick up Gracie," he replies as we enter the parking garage.

"Why don't you pick up Gracie on our way home, so that you don't have to make more than one trip,' I say as he pulls out into traffic.

"Very well," he says as I wonder why her security guy wasn't brining her home. "Her detail got let go, he wasn't at the school when Taylor checked on him," Sawyer says as if he had just read my mind. I give a small chuckle and clutch my bag tighter hoping to crush the evidence of a dead future. The ride to Gracie's school was fuzzy, but the moment she got into the SUV she had my attention.

"So do you think daddy will take me to the father/daughter dance," she asks excitedly.

"I'm sure he would," I say as she lays her head down on my shoulder for the duration of the ride back to the penthouse. I get out of the SUV when Sawyer opens the door for me; Gracie is right behind me in her movements, and almost runs into me as I stop. I can see the main street from my spot, and from afar I think I see Christian's lady friend. I look back to Sawyer to see if he saw her, but when I turn back around she is gone. I have a funny feeling in the depths of my gut that things were going to change.

As we got onto the elevator Sawyer kept looking toward me out of the corner of his eye, but I would just look anywhere but at him. Gracie had grown bored with fiddling with the buttons as she had pressed almost every single one. The elevator was stopping at every level. I had to laugh when it stopped on the level below us, as the doors opened a gentleman who seemed to have eaten way to many burgers looked at the three of us with an unamused expression as Gracie quickly pushed the close button on the panel leaving him standing there.

"Gracie," I said softly.

"There was no way he was getting on with us," she answered back just as the elevator doors opened on our floor. She quickly exited the elevator running at full speed toward the entryway. I tried to keep up with her, but failed miserably as my feet slipped out from under me causing me to fall backwards on my butt in the great room. I turned to sawyer for help, but an unfamiliar hand reached out toward me.

"My Christian sure doesn't pick very stable girls anymore," came the voice of the woman I saw downstairs. Sawyer quickly helped me up before turning to the woman.

"Mrs. Lincoln, you have been asked to keep your distance from Mr. Grey. I will ask you to vacate the premises or I will call the police and have you escorted on of the property," he spoke so crudely toward her it made my skin crawl.

"I'll have you know, I will come to this penthouse whenever it pleases me because if it weren't for me your employer wouldn't have it. My darling remember this you may be keeping Christian's bed warm right now, but when the time comes he'll toss you aside and come back to me. He always comes back to me," she says as she walks past me pushing me slightly as she exits the room. Sawyer follows closely behind her mumbling to something to himself. I notice Gracie hiding behind the couch just out of the way.

"Gracie come here," I say as she runs for me flinging her whole body into me causing both of us to fall backwards onto the sofa. I hold her tightly as she cries into my neck. I don't know how long we are there because I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know I have two strong arms wrapping themselves around me. I look down at Gracie who is fast asleep, and then to Christian.

"Hey," he whispers as I snuggle my head into his side. I can sense how uneasy he is.

"Is everything alright," I ask as I unravel one of my hands from Gracie to reach for his hand.

"I hate that you had to endure Mrs. Lincoln's assault," he mutters. I place my free hand up on his check and give him a smile.

"I would stand by you no matter what. I don't care if you are rich or poor. If tomorrow we woke up and all your money was gone, I would still be right here beside you. I don't care about that. I care about what is right here," I say softly as I place my hand over his heart. I can feel it beating pretty fast.

"That's one of the many reasons I fell for you," he smugly says as he places his hand on one of my breast.

"Christian," I mutter trying to sound reprimanding as he chuckles.

"What?" he asks rubbing slightly over it, I squirm just the slightest jostling Gracie slightly as I gasp at his touch.

"What about Gracie?" I whisper.

"I can be quiet if you can," he says jokingly. I swat his hand away and try to move to get up. He moves faster than me reaching down for Gracie as he stands up. I feel empty once he has her in his hands. A small smile forms on my lips as I watch him carry her to bed. I stand up myself stretching as I move my stiff limbs. I look toward the clock to see that it was well past 6:30. We had gotten home around 3, so I had a 3 hour nap plus or minus a little time.

"Gail," I say as I enter the kitchen. She is at the counter next to Taylor who turns toward me as I enter the room.

"Miss. Steele," he says as he gets up from the stool and walks off toward the security room.

"Why does he do that?" I question as I take his spot at the counter.

"Well, ma'am," Gail stars but I put my hand up to stop her.

"Gail, please call me Ana. When you say ma'am it reminds me of an old crusty woman," I mutter picking at the placemats as she sets them on the counter. I hear a laugh from behind me.

"Ana, you think what?" Christian asks as he tries to catch his breath.

"I'm glad I can amuse you Mr. Grey," I snap as he sits down beside me. I can see a smile skirting on Gail's face.

"Oh, Ana come on it was funny," he says as he nibbles on my ear. I turn away from him.

"It wasn't funny," I mutter as a tear slips down my cheek.

"Ana," Christian says as he turns me to face him. "The staff doesn't address you as ma'am to make you feel anything bad, but out of respect for you. They work for me, and that is how they address me," he whispers.

"They work for you not me. I want them to address me as Ana. I dislike Miss. Steele or ma'am," I mutter back.

"Fine," he huffs out loudly.

"Good," I retort back.

"What I wouldn't like to do to that smart mouth of yours," he says as he pulls my face roughly towards his crashing his lips on mine. I could feel the passion as he kissed me. This was my home, but would he still be mine after I told him my news.

"Ugh! That is gross," Gracie says as she sleepily walks into the room.

"Well, you could have stayed in your room," Christian says as Gail pulls out another placemat.

"I heard a noise," she whispers back.

"What kind of a noise?" Christian asks half jokingly.

"I don't know daddy, but it sounded like a woman's laughter," she says as she leans into me.

"What?" he asks as he is standing up.

"It was like there was a woman in the room laughing," Gracie replies as she looks from me to her dad.

"Taylor," Christian says as Gracie moves closer to me.

"Sir," he replies as he enters the room.

"I want you and Sawyer to check the bedrooms, closets and doors throughout the apartment," he says as he takes off toward his office. I look over to Gail who has a small smile on her face, but it seems as fake as mine. Something was going on and I wanted to know what. Gracie and I ate dinner, Christian never came back. Sawyer had cleared Christian and my room so Gracie and I crawled into the big bed to sleep.

"Ana, why do people want to hurt my daddy," she asks once I have my arms around her.

"I think because people are jealous of your daddy," I say as I kiss the back of her head listening as she falls asleep. I wait for as long as my eyes will let me for Christian, but sleep takes me under before he comes to bed.

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Christian

Ugh! I am so exhausted between all the crap going on with Elena and Sara that I am finding it hard to keep up with everything. Now to top everything off Leila was in my daughters' room while I left her in there. What kind of a father am I, if I can't even keep her safe in her own home. I can't believe that she was so close to my baby. I watch my two girls sleeping as Taylor and Sawyer supervise the locksmith changing the locks and codes on all the doors and the keypads.

"Sir," Taylor says as he enters the room.

"How the hell did Mrs. Lincoln get in here earlier today?" I ask with questioning eyes.

"I think she came in through the service elevator right as Mrs. Jones was leaving for the store," he replies looking from me to the sleeping forms in front of me.

"I assume Leila came in the same way," I asked.

"They came in together," he said through gritted teeth.

"Are you telling me that the two of them are in cohorts with each other?" I demand raising my voice a fraction. I look from him to Ana and Gracie.

"I am not sure if that is the case yet or not," he replies taking his leave. I watch my two ladies sleep a little longer than take my leave. I head for my study to catch up on some work. A little after midnight Gail brings me some wine and dinner.

"Sir," she says as she places the items down on my desk.

"Thank you," I mutter looking over some files that Welch has sent over pertaining Elena's personal finances and our business finances. I am having a hard time connecting her with Leila. It is driving me mad. I close my eyes for a moment or what I thought was a moment because when I open them up it is light outside.

"Taylor," I yell.

"Sir," he says as I enter the kitchen area. I notice both Ana and Gracie both already seated at the counter.

"Well if it isn't Mr. Grey," Ana says as I kiss her forehead.

"Thanks for walking me," I mumble back.

"What's this?" I ask as I see a picture on the counter.

"It's you daddy," Gracie says with a huge grin. I pick up the paper. I am happy at all. It's a picture of me sitting at my desk sleeping on my keyboard.

"How the..," I am stumped. I look from Ana and Gracie to see them both grinning.

"I wanted to remember the time I found you sleeping," Gracie says as she gets down from the counter and snatches the picture from my hand.

"Gracie Rose Grey, give me that," I say holding my hand out for the picture. She looks from me to Ana, and hands me the photo.

"It's alright Gracie, I have more," Ana says as she gives me a quick peck on the cheek. The two of them takes their leave; I am all left alone with a strange sense of how things are going to work from now on.

"Did they just gang up on me," I ask Gail as she places my toast in front of me.

"Yes, Sir I think they did," Taylor says as he and Gail exchange small smiles. Somehow, even though they think it's funny I find it more than amusing that they are getting way too comfortable with each other. I knew that Gracie needed someone other than Gail to talk to, but I never imagined that she would get this close to Ana. I mean what was I thinking of course I knew she would from the moment I laid eyes on her I knew Anastasia Steele was going to change my world. Gracie had hit it off with her the moment she sat down beside her. Yes, if things went south with Ana it would destroy Gracie.

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Ana

"Miss. Steele," Claire the receptionist at the front desk called out to me as Sawyer and I was passing by her.

"Yes," I say as I stop. She hands out some papers and a newspaper to me. I reach out and take them from her.

"Congratulations," she says as I look at her strangely. She wasn't the only one to say that to me. I didn't understand what was going on until I had sat down at my desk and opened up the newspaper. SHIT, was all I could think before my phone rang.

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A/N: I am so sorry about the lack of updates, but life has been so hectic. I have so much going on with my family, work and school that there is just never enough time to just type. I will try to update every other week or so. Thanks! Jaymelynn143