Christian's POV

Time seems to stand still while we wait for news on my son. Knowing that he is a hero should comfort me, but it doesn't. He's so young. His life has just begun and he has so much living still to do. I would trade places with him if I could. Ana, my life is on her way here with my parents and Sandra. Ana didn't even have to ask, I know it was the right thing to do. Teddy is going to needs Lauren's strength and Lauren will need her mother's support. The doctor wore no expression as he approached us.

"We were able to repair the damage to his legs, but we won't know the full extent of his injuries until he wakes up." He's alive. I can breathe again. This is the fourth time in his life that I have feared for my son's life. First when a newly pregnant Ana was beaten by Hyde, then when he was in distress during his delivery, the day he disappeared in Italy, and now today. On each of these occasions I have felt like a piece of me would surely die too if he did. When Ana first became pregnant with Ted, I worried that I wouldn't have enough love for both of them, but when he was born that fear melted the second I held him. Love doesn't divide, it multiples and with each addition to our family my love grew. My heart, which was once an empty vessel in my body is now filled with so much love, and with love comes hope. Hope that my children will also know this type of love. Hope that I can see in Lauren's eyes.

Tears rolled down her face and her body trembled when she thanked god and asked if we could see him. The doctor informed us that he was still unconscious but that our proximity might help. The doctor seemed to have hope too.

We began to head towards his room with my hand on the small of my daughter-in-laws back. "Mr. Grey," I turned back towards Jason Taylor. He was hurting almost as much as I was but here he was ever the professional looking after my family. He and Gail love my kids like their own. "Computer geek's plane has just landed, they should be here shortly."

"Thanks Jason, I have a feeling I'll be paying for that favor for a long time." Every once in a while even I, Christian Grey needs to ask for a favor. With my jet already here I had to make a call to my crazy neighbor. It was the fastest way to get Ana here.

"Yes sir, but worth every penny." Jason knows all too well that I value my family more than anything else in this world. "Tell Ted that Gail has a batch of her famous chocolate chip cookies waiting for him at home." He winked. Visions of Teddy sneaking cookies from the cookie jar flashed through my head. That's my boy, never afraid of going after what he wants. Even at the age of two. Yeah, Jason knew exactly what he was saying and what he was reminding me of. My son would do anything to get what he wanted. What he wanted was right next to me, the girl he made his wife.

Ana's POV

I was like a caged animal on the plane. I couldn't get comfortable, maybe it was the unfamiliar aircraft. Grace offered me something to "take the edge off" but I refused so Carrick offered me one of his special cocktails from the full bar. Sandra joined me. She was nearly as bad as I was. It wasn't her child in the hospital but she has come to love my son and she knows that it will kill her daughter if anything happens to him. After two cocktails each, we both settled down, or should I say passed out. Carrick sure knows how to pack a punch. We were both wide awake as soon as the wheels touched down. Grace offered both Sandra and I a bottle of water and two aspirin. She is an amazing woman and I'm blessed to call her Mom. She was on the phone the entire ride to the hospital getting an updated on Ted condition.

"That was the chief of surgery." She told once when she hung up. "They don't normally release information over the phone, but as a professional courteous he was willing to bend the rules."

"How is he?" Before we took off, we knew that he was in critical condition and being taken in to surgery. I refused to believe that he would be anything other than alright. Teddy is just like his father, healthy and determined. Nothing would keep him away from his Angel, not even real angels.

"He's out of surgery and in stable condition. He isn't conscious. Christian and Lauren are with him now."

"That's good." Un-shed tears fill my eyes. My son is out of surgery and he is alive. I call the house. The rest of the family has rallied around Phoebe, Madison, and Alec. Gail is a complete mess. "Annie?"

The sound of my father's voice has me crying even harder. "He's alive." I whisper. "He's alive." I say a little louder this time unsure if I was heard the first time.

"I know baby girl."

"How did you know?" I ask through my tears.

"Because that boy is a part of me. I would know if he were gone." My father has never been one to talk much, but when he does it means so much. That's exactly how I felt so many years ago when Christian went down with Charlie Tango. I know our relationship was brand new, but I felt it. I knew he was still alive and trying to get back to me. Yes, for a moment I questioned if I was wrong but I never lost hope. I had this feeling that Christian Grey would move heaven and earth to be with me and that's exactly what he did.

"Me too Daddy. We just pulled up to the hospital. I need to go. We will call you as soon as we have more information." I can hear Alec in the background. He's as inpatient as Christian. I know it has to do with his age and his love for his older brother.

"Ace wants to make sure you give Teddy his wings."

"Okay Daddy. I will." I looked down in my hand. I almost forgot the pilot wings that I've had clutched in my fist since Alec gave them to me. He never takes them off, never, but he wanted his big bother to wear them. Some little boys wear capes, my Alec wears wings.

"They will make him strong and brave and protect him from the bad guys." Alec told me when he gave them to me.

"What about you? Don't you need them?" I was afraid to leave Alec without them. The wings give him strength. I know they don't give him any magic powers but he doesn't. He's only five years old.

"Teddy needs them right now. He can give them back to me when he is better." Alec has hope too. Hope that one day his big, strong, and loveable brother will give him back his prized possession. Maybe the wings do have super powers.

Emily Dickinson wrote that "Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops… at all." Hope is a funny thing, like god you can't see it, but you can feel it all around you.

Lauren's POV

Beep. Beep. Beep

For five days I have held my beloved husband's hand and listened to that sound. That sound drives everyone else crazy, but not me. It gives me hope. For five days I have sat vigil, only leaving his side to use the restroom, shower, and change clothes. After two days of pestering, Christian told them to leave me alone. I think he understands that nothing can make me leave Teddy's side. Ana, Grace, and my mother were all just trying to help. I know I need to be strong for my husband and our unborn child. I haven't told a soul about the baby. This belongs to us, me and Teddy. As much as unplanned surprise as it is I know that Teddy will love this baby, I do. This life growing inside of me was created in love. The doctor's say that he will wake-up when he is ready.

"I need you to wake-up Teddy. I miss those eyes of yours and that smile."

"Christian was the same way when Ana was in the hospital." Grace says as she enters the room and begins to brush my hair. I must look dreadful.

"When she was attacked by the man that kidnapped Mia?" I ask. I heard the story for the first time over the summer. It didn't surprise me to find out that Ana would jeopardize her own safety to save a member of her family, it's who she is.

"Yeah. He wouldn't leave her room either. I found out she was pregnant with Ted when I read it in her chart. I wasn't expecting that one."

"They were newlyweds right?"

"Yes, and Christian had never even had a girlfriend before Ana. We actually thought he might be gay." I couldn't help but laugh. Grace did too. "I know, I know but he was twenty-seven years old and had never brought a girl home."

"And when he did?"

"We all knew she was it for him. Just like you and my grandson." She kissed the top of my head. "Things seem to happen in hyper drive in this family." Did Grace know? How could she? "Sometimes life throws you for a loop. When it does, the only thing you can do is close your eyes, put your hands up, scream, and try and enjoy the ride."

"What about when the ride stops?"

"You get back on and you ride again."

"I don't want to ride without him." I leaned forward and kissed the top of Teddy's hand I was holding.

"You won't sweet girl. You won't."

Christian's POV

My mother caught my arm as she walked out of Ted's room. "I've seen that look before." For a moment I thought she was talking about me and then she motioned towards the door. "When you pleaded with Ana to wake-up after Hyde…" She didn't need to finish. I've been watching Lauren since the moment I arrived at the hospital. She loves my son. Not only can I see it, but I can feel it too.

"I know Mom."

"I think it's time she knew it too." I nodded in agreement. She was right. It was time I let go and trust my son. Ted knows what true love looks like, he's been surrounded by it his entire life. I entered the private room and saw a familiar sight. Lauren sitting as close as possible to Ted's bed, holding his hand with her head on his shoulder. She is speaking quietly to him. I can't hear what she is saying. Her other hand rests protectively over her stomach. I've seen that before too. Ana used to do it.

"You love him." I state and she lifts her head to look at me.

"With everything that I am."

"You're pregnant." It was a statement not a question.

"I didn't know. This wasn't planned." She's getting upset. That wasn't my intention.

"Does he know yet?" I say as I move towards her. I know she doesn't expect comfort from me, but it's what she needs and it's what I'm going to give her.

"No. I just found out the day of the accident." Pieces began to come together. Things I had seen. I put my hand on her shoulder and she begins to cry.

"You didn't give blood." She shakes her head.

"They made me take a test first. I never thought…" She thinks I'm upset. I tighten my hold on her. Not because I'm angry but because I want her to know that I'm here for her and my grandchild.

"You and Ted are going to be great parents."

"Really?" She sounds surprised.

"Yes. I see the way you love him and the way that you already love the baby. I'm going to be a grandfather."

"You're not mad?"

I look at my son. He's going to live and he's going to be a father, how could I be mad? "The first time I held your husband in my arms I knew." She gasped when I call him her husband and not my son. I think at that moment she knew things had changed between us. "I knew that nothing else mattered. That nothing would ever be more valuable."

"Ted and this baby are my life."

"I know." I held my son's life in my hands and we cried together as we watched him open his beautiful eyes and smile. Our hope was renewed.

"Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come." -Anne Lamott

A/N: Don't hate me, but I think the next chapter will be the epilog set sometime in the future. I'm trying to work on something original that I hope to publish and I need to get all of these Grey's out of my head. Thanks for reading and reviewing!