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Dreaming of Chocolate and Grey:
Chapter 28:
Well, are we doing this?
I wake myself up and I am screaming for Christian, I turn and grasp at the sheets, but they are cold, I reach for the bed side lights and as I turn them on my mother comes running into the room.
"Ana, Ana wake up Honey, you were having a nightmare. Here let me help you, can I help you?"
"Christian, where is he?"
"In his parents suite, when you fell asleep he went to see his mother and I happened to be there talking to Grace and came to sit with you."
"Is he okay?"
"He was when he came in; he won't be if Luke has told him you woke screaming. Do you do this often, have nightmares?"
"No, I haven't had one for a while, not since I met Christian again. Did I go running?"
"What honey? Running, no you and Chris left the party and we all went to our rooms, Grace and I were chatting in their suite. Christian as I said came in when you fell asleep, he it seems wanted to honour your request to spend at least part of the night apart, but he is only at the end of the floor."
"Mum...?"
"Yes Honey?"
"I had an awful dream I think?"
"I suspect it's just those good old wedding nerves? What was it about Ana?" She is sat on the bed and holding me against her, this feels really quite surreal, my mother comforting me as if its second nature? It's very weird actually, from hating her ass, to her cuddling mine in a matter of a couple of days is very... As I said weird... Am I dreaming this too? I mean I have done the complete turnaround and Christian has done the same thing too, from not wanting children to wanting them, from being a dominant to being in love me, yeah I'm dreaming all this, right?
"Ana, earth to Ana... Honey what's troubling you? The dream? Tell me about it. Please, it may help?"
"What? Oh the dream? Right. Christian asked me to reconsider my thoughts on not having any more children, it confused me, you know, with how he seemed to change from being an in control strong and opinionated CEO guy, to being this kind man, and the would-be father to our future children? He heard me say I didn't want to go through that heartbreak again, he knew the reasons why and yet he asked me to have another child."
"Is that so wrong Ana, he has met the right one, you Honey, he met you and faced the fears he had and now Ana you need to face yours. Ana perhaps you need proper help in facing the past, your past? The baby, and his death, he and it has changed you, he has changed Christian."
"I know that Mum, I really do see the change in him. That's the problem, has he changed because he wants too or because he feels obligated to it?"
"Ana, why would I feel obligated to change?" I hear the soft voice of the love of my life. "Ana are you okay, what brought all this on?"
"Our talk, the talk you know the talk?" I say as I sob into the sheets.
"What talk Ana, we didn't talk much, you know?" Was he blushing? My mother smiled.
"I will leave you to it... Christian, Ana talk and perhaps get a couple of hours sleep. I need a little more?" She kissed my head and left. Christian took her place.
"Okay Baby, tell me why you think I am changing out of obligation, what obligation?"
"The baby, you feel obligated to me."
"Okay, well that is not true, I have always loved you Ana I just didn't know it. Ana we have had a rocky and unusual start to this, this..."
"... Exactly Christian, we don't know what this is we have, yet we are rushing head long into marriage, I mean I thought I knew where I stood on the baby issues, I have always loved you and wanted you, now I am doubting everything and why? Because you asked me to have your baby, our baby."
"When? When did I ask you to do that Ana?" I looked him in the face.
"After we made love of course, well actually after you went all Neanderthal on me and we went wild in this very bed, you have to remember the chat?"
"Ana Baby, we fucked hard, we made love and fucked hard again very Neanderthal of me yes, very because I was in need of you, your body and wanted nothing to be controlled, I wanted and got unbridled passion and boy was it fucking wonderful too. You then said and I quote, 'Marrying you has to be the best thing after the baby I have ever experienced' then you passed over into dream ville. I sat here holding you a while as you slept on me, and then as I was and still am a little annoyed and couldn't sleep, you know, at Leila's escape and over thinking the wedding, so I went to see and talk to Mom."
"We didn't talk about my seeing someone to discuss my baby issues?"
"No, I know how you feel about Baby Christian being your one and only child. I wouldn't force you into doing anything that you didn't want to do. Ana, the only speaking done tonight were the I love you's and the fucks...Oh and the oh fucks and do it again."
"So I didn't go jogging?"
"No. You have not left this room since I carried you over the threshold and yes went all Neanderthal on you and your ass, and I sort of loved it too Did you have a bad dream about that, if so I am so sorry?"
"Weird. I dreamt you asked me to have another baby and of cufflinks and a necklace in slate."
"How the hell..." He looked miffed...
"What?"
"How in the hell did you know I had bought you a necklace and had cufflinks made?" He went to the safe and pulled out two matching boxes and as he opened them I gulped... "I had these made..."
"... So our son could be with us at the wedding, they are from the slate you took from his garden, yes?"
"Yes Baby and now I am worried about the other stuff you dreamed about too..." I told him about my crazy, it seems, dreams and everything I thought we had discussed, which led to us talking. I guess it was something we should have done well before the couple of hours we have left before we leave to get our paperwork signed? We have been sat talking for an absolute age, Christian has given me my robe to wear and I get a rumble in my stomach. He smiles and orders breakfast. I guess I am hungry? As we sit and hold each other; he kisses my head and soothes away the madness of my odd dream.
"I wouldn't worry, about the other stuff, I am sure once I talk this through with a specialist, I may be open to having another baby some time."
"Okay, I wasn't going to ask you to change your mind Ana, because it's a hard thing to get your head around. I guess I am more open to having another baby with you, but only if you are a hundred percent okay with it and after we have had a couple of years more of getting to know each other's oddities, dreams and secrets."
"I think the dream was someone telling me we had to discuss this before we got married."
"Okay I can discuss this odd dream you had, but remember real women I can handle, and I do that only in my way, and there are a wide range in my life, as you so rightly pointed out, what with all the mad women, the bold and the brassy women who openly come on to me, when clearly they have difficulty understanding when I say no, I mean no, included in that are the pushy business women, then there are the deluded mad women out there, well I may have a little trouble with those, but Ana Baby, I am not even going there with trying to understand the weird arsed dreams of the only woman I have ever loved, the only woman who has made me feel alive for the first time in a long time, not if it means hearing you calling all this off as dream Ana wanted too." He looks worried after hearing I had doubts and was worried about marrying him, about all the women he could have asked to marry him, and I may have over done the speech on who he could be marrying too and about what my dream meant, He was right he knew women, he knew them in the biblical sense and he understood how most of them thought, but he said I was always different? Yeah, I am whacky and it seems a little physic, especially dreaming about a damned slate necklace and getting it right too.
He then shows me the dream necklace and I swear I sigh loudly, it's not the same as the one in my dream, its prettier, of course, and he has embellished the one in real life with diamonds. His cufflinks are matching my necklace, and as I touch the dainty thing, I am given a kiss as I start releasing those damned tears. Again I am left wondering how did I know about the damned necklace?
"Wow," I say as I pull away, "you are so very thoughtful Mr Grey, so thoughtful, I think I may have to marry you in," I look at my watch and smile..."in two hours, if that's what you want?"
"I do, I really do. So you like the necklace then?"
"I love it and you, so get out of my sight I have to get ready to marry you. I may love you a little bit Christian Grey."
"Good, because I know I love you a whole lot, and if you see visions of anything else in those dreams of yours, let me know, because you knowing I was getting the jewellery done was a little spooky Ana?" It was and there had to be a reasonable explanation for it, right?
After another of his wet between the leg kisses he leaves, after taking his things to the guest bedroom, we are not it seems shower sharing as we are on a tight timeline? My room is then invade by Mia, Kate, Grace and my mother, tagging on at the back is Gail and Holly, who is here dressed in her pretty dress and wow she looks different, my crazy sister is never seen in a dress, well she is, but only in photographs and in videos from our youth. She is more comfortable in jeans and tee shirts...
"We have been sent in to see if you are okay and to give you some breakfast..." Kate tells me.
"Okay, I am not hungry. Though if you have any juice on the tray, that would be good?" I ask Mia. Who is uncovering bagels and all manner of breakfast foods?
"Bucks fizz?" Grace counters.
"Just the orange will do for me please Grace? Gail and you Holly can I talk to you both in the bathroom please?"
"Oh, we can leave you to it; we just wanted to give you a friendly hello." Kate says as she bags a bagel. They all have their Bucks Fizz and are eating; the thought of food right now makes me heave. I want them to leave before I do. I am damned nervous and have had a nightmare of a dream thing. Apparently I dreamt about the baby talk, as we'd never discussed it, I never went for a run and Christian said I went straight to sleep, I am so damned confused, but then again, I didn't bring my jogging stuff, so I know it is true, but the doubts, they are there.
"Gail, I need advice, only advice you can give me, if you wouldn't mind, and you Holly, I need to ask you about the weird dream I just had?"
"I did one term in phsyc classes Ana, so it doesn't make me a bloody psychiatrist..."
"Ouch grouchy, I was going to ask you about messages from the dead, I mean how the hell did I know Christian had bought me a necklace made from the slate from Christian's Garden?"
"Oh... I mean... Sorry, I think that could have been my fault Miss Lambert." Gail says.
"How?"
"Jason, sorry Taylor was showing me the simple necklace that Mr Grey had had his jeweller make, he and I were discussing them, you must have overheard the conversation and I don't know blanked it out?"
"Oh, I thought Taylor was giving you a gift, and that was why you cried?" I say, as I remember the talk they had, something I should have remembered, but I didn't, but dream about it I did, gheeze just lately I m so forgetful and disorganised and so messy, I blame Mr Grey, I used to be so damned organised and now I am blending dreams and reality and some of it is not even my own reality, into my own recently chaotic and messy life. I think I am going damned mad? I need to ask Nonno is there madness in the family; I can rule out being related to Vita thank god, now there is real madness and deluded madness on a grand scale too.
"No Ma'am, I cried because it was the most beautiful and simple of gifts he could have got for you to remember your son by. I got a little teary as you know I have had three babies born to sleep and if Alex, sorry the ex husband, Mr Jones, if he had done something as nice as that for me, I doubt I would have left him."
"Oh... That must mean I was eaves dropping... Sorry... Fancy me dreaming about it though?"
"Its fine, we shouldn't have been discussing it either Ma'am..."
"Gail, it Ana, please call me Ana... It was all so real. In my dreams I was leaving him at the altar so to speak and running, and all because he asked me to have another baby, I don't think I am ready for that Gail, how did you cope?"
"It was hard; it was harder for me because Mr Jones wasn't as bothered by it as I was. He was rather callus about it all and his mother, whom lived with us and was near on still wet nursing her only son, was worse, she said god takes what you can't cope with and he agreed with her, and said I would have been a lousy mother and obviously god thought I wasn't fit to be a mother."
"Oh how horrid," Holly says as she sits on the bath and eats her bagel, "how hard did you smack the ma-in-law in the gob?" Gail smiles as she sips her drink. I like Gail and I can see why Christian considers her his sort of mother, she is very kind and caring.
"I think I hit her once and kneed him in his balls twice and on the nose once too. I mean they were so cruel, I had been home from the hospital for only an hour, when they suddenly started laughing and ordering me to make their dinner, finally after years of their abuse I had had enough, I told them to leave my house and if they did not go I would call the sheriff, my uncle and after a few they were sorry's and they were only joking and after they begged me to stop being nasty, as they were only trying to lighten the mood. I picked up the phone and called my uncle and I didn't change my mind, so after they were escorted from my home, they never showed their faces in town again."
"Wow, you grew a set of balls Gail, much respect, did you divorce him then?"
"I tried too, but they were hard to find."
"Christian told me you were a widow Gail, are you?"
"Yes, some two years later they were killed in a traffic accident! So he left me a widow, and childless, after I had wasted all my youthful years looking after him and his mother and wishing for a family with that idiot, I was left with just their crap to sort, as I was still married to the damned fool man, and in it I found his mother diaries, when I read them I was heartbroken to find out she had given me something each and every time, to bring on early delivery of my babies or make me miscarry, which I did a lot too, so desperate was I for a child I did not see I had picked the wrong godly momma's boy to do it with."
"She what?" I shouted.
"Umm, it seems she didn't want to share her son with his children and me, so she put something into the food she cooked for me. I stupidly never knew anything about it until I emptied their home."
"How awful, so it wasn't anything to do with god not blessing you, but more to do with having the ma-in-law from hell drugging you? She sounds like a proper nutter and he was a fool of a mamma's boy. So Mrs Jones, are you and T, you know thinking of getting married and having a baby?" Holly asked as she ate another bagel, where has she got them stashed?
"Holly, don't be so intrusive..." I say and as I say it I see Gail smile.
"He has asked me to marry him, and I have said yes, but I think at forty I am too old to have children, I am blessed to have found a good man who has a child he wants to share with me, so Sophie will be the nearest thing to a daughter I have, but she is enough, she is so beautiful and smart."
"Taylor has a child Gail?" I ask.
"He has, she is nearly seven and the apple of his eye."
"Oh..." I say, she is my baby's age. I wonder if this is why Christian has not told me about Sophie?
"He works a lot, so he doesn't see her as much as he would like, but when he does they are beautiful to watch together."
"Does Christian's life and job mean he is away from her a lot?"
"Yes, but Mr Grey pays for her education and he sees to it she has the best of everything, and where possible he sees to it they get as much time together as is possible." Holly has been eating bagels as we chat to Gail where is she stashing them, then I see she has a purse full of them she does like my bagels... I see that Christian's life impacts on many people in different ways; he works a lot, so too do Taylor, Gail and the rest, they work these crazy hours too. I guess we all work crazy hours and to have a child you barely see because of work is a horrid thought for me to consider, my child our child would be raised by nannies...
"I would hate that for my child."
"So are you going to have more Annie?" Holly asks. Gail smiles.
"It gets easier Ana, and the pain eases. I know I have had the pain and would still go through with it again, would that I could. People do it all the time Ana. You will too... I am always here to talk, should you need that shoulder, but I think from what I can see at least, you will be wonderful parents and your child would be lucky to have you and work is not everything you have to live for. You both need to learn to delegate and then there would be no need for a nanny..."
"I will think about it and thank you Gail, it was good getting to know you better. I am not a strong as you seem to have been, but I guess I can be if I try."
"Oh goody, I am holding you to that, I wanna spoil a niece or nephew, Dad would be over the damned moon too, he and Mum tried you know, but it never happened for them, they had to make do with me and a borrow of you now and again."
"Humm, you could have one, a cub for Uncle Wolfe to spoil?"
"Paff I ain't found a man worth humping yet... Though that Luke guy looks like he could gimmy my own wolf pack, what do you say Gail, should I try to start a pack of my own with Luke?"
"He is a nice boy and you are a nice girl. I would say try dating before mating, now we have to leave to let you bathe, do you want me to draw you a bath Ana?"
"Nope, I can run a bath, go and get a drink and you know gossip and do whatever the others are doing, I have not so long to ready this body for marriage... Thanks... And Gail for what it's worth you would have been a wonderful mother. Perhaps if we have children you could be a fantastic honorary grannie to our children?"
"So you are going to try?" She says with a tear escaping her eye, which is subtlety removed before it is joined by others.
"I think I want to think about it a little longer, but yes I think I may want to try, you know someday?" She smiled and took Holly with her. It seems I have a friend and ally in Gail, and now she was a woman I knew more about than I did about my own mother. Good, I think I will need as many as I can to stay married and sane to one complicated man, my wonderful man, Christian Grey...
Are you ready, 'cos here we come...
"Ana, Honey are you ready in there? Do you need help, only we have to be going soon actually Ana Honey; we need to go now..?" My mum is shouting through from the bedroom, as I enter in my dress from the dressing room, having done my hair and placed on the flapper headdress and veil thing I enter the bedroom to see my mother and Nonno...
"Oh my lord Papa, do you see what I see?"
"I see her my darling girl, you and he made a beautiful baby Carlotta D'Acciaio..."
"I know, she has his eyes Papa..."
"I am here you know, can you please help me on with this necklace, I am all fingers and thumbs?" Nonno steps forward and fastens the new necklace and it lies perfectly above the gold one that I have never had the courage to wear before; his locket is being worn for the first time when I marry his father. I guess it deserves to be seen; now he is not my sad secret anymore?
"You look beautiful, now we have to go; your husband to be is pacing the corridor and has been since nine, you are late?"
"I am? Oh heck..." I am kissed by him as he holds me tightly.
"Come let's get you to the courthouse and back for that amazing breakfast I hear he has planned. I do believe he has ordered the contents of the bakery to be brought to the hotel?"
"I am hungry now... I missed my breakfast too." Mum and Noono walk me to the door and just in time because Mr Grey is about to barge in...
"Wow..."
"Worth the wait?"
"Hu?"
"Am I worth the wait Christian?"
"Hu what, wait, yes I have been, you look amazing and you are late..."
"By a whole ten minutes too..."
"Nonno, Mrs Adams, may I take Ana to get some paperwork done? You will find the cars Elliot ordered are awaiting your arrival..." They smile kiss my cheek and leave Christian and I alone, well nearly alone, I see the gang of security fidgeting in the private elevator...
"So, let's get this paperwork done then, if you still want to marry me?"
"I do, I really do Anastasia D'Acciaio-Lambert..." We head to the elevator and get in. Luke and Taylor are dressed in their suits and look oddly happy, I say oddly because normal security faces are hidden behind shades and are missing a smile, which today they both have. The smiles not the shades.
"We have the Mr and Mrs on route... We will be with you in five. Four. Three. Two. One..." Taylor speaks to someone in a hushed voice; the threat must have increased because I am more aware of the men in black, now more than at any other time. That bitch is not going to ruin today. No, she is not but someone else is going to... We are apparently big news and somehow news of our impending nuptials have reached Seattle. Christian and I head to a blacked out SUV and I see three stretched limos pull off and a cavalcade of cars follow them, oh my god, how many people turned up for this quickie wedding?
"We made the Nooz Baby, here read it and weep..."
"Here at the Nooz, we have inside information that later today, Seattle's own wealthiest bachelor, the enigmatic Christian Grey, is about to get himself a bride, and word on the street is it is the same woman he was seen getting on his private plane with the other day. Early reports say it is Europe's and now America's Queen of Chocolate, the equally rich Anastasia Lambert, daughter of the deceased rock star Lenny Lamb, who died the same day she was born, how sad for her, yes he died as he was touring America with his band, Of Wolves and Lambs. Her mother is the mysterious and secretive former fashion model, Carla Steel. I have sources who say that the wedding will be so secret that they don't even know where it is taking place we were told Australia was the hot spot to watch. My spies in Vegas also say several hotels have been booked for the event, but which is the actual one hosting the event is a closely guarded secret...
I bet they have spent a fortune on billable hours with their attorneys, that must be one hell of a pre-nup they each signed? When they do tie the knot they are estimated to be only a hundred billion poorer than Bill Gates... Wow think of the millions they will be spending on ther wedding? From what we here at the Nooz have heard from the same close family source that the bride is a horrid beast of a bridzilla and she has ordered food flown in from all over the world and her gown is the work of one Stella McCartney. This has been a hushed and hurried engagement and marriage, world at the wedding will be when's the baby due..." I fumed and almost threw poor Christian's phone out of the damned window, he retrieved it before I did.
"It gets better..." Christian smiles as he carries on reading...
"They met in Europe and have had a secret romance going for quite a while... Miss Lambert has said the source, been eating for two for some months... We will pay a fortune for the first wedding or baby photo; we will even pay money for a photo of the bump and the reason for the marriage... Here at the Nooz we have to ask... Who was the one who pulled the shotgun, her mother or his? Word is it was his mother making them marry, she being the good Doctor Trevelyan, she is said to be thrilled that she gets to eat Ms Lamberts chocolate for breakfast lunch and dinner... And that she at last is getting a daughter for the previously much rumoured to be gay and youngest son Christian, she was also heard to have said at a nail appointment, that all she has to do now is to get a nice girl for her eldest son, Seattle's biggest party animal and generally drunk man about town, Elliot Grey. Who said when we called him for news on his brothers marriage and yes, he gave us a quote un quote whilst drunk... "I am the man who can but won't," he ended the call with the slurred words "Later's Baby, I have my bro's wedding to go to, the man is my baby bro man, you get me Bro?" He thinks the surfer dude thing he pulls is so cool, it is not I might add Mr Grey, a good image for a man of your age, to dress and act like he is still a teenage surfer dude, this same drunk dude had not quite finished our interview because as he hung up, he stated he hates the snakes, the spider, and the Kola's in Australia and that yep, he would love to be an honorary Aussie, fer-didi-come, he then hiccupped and ended the call when he dialled for a pizza, from somewhere in Vegas... So we know Elliot Grey is in Vegas, is that were the Grey Wedding is taking place? We have a man at the courthouse. So stay tuned for news here at the Nooz..."
"Elliot drunk called a news station?" I ask as I seethe...
"He was called apparently, but they had already made enquiries at the courthouse and at several of the big flash hotels, we have eyes on two cars outside the hotel."
"They will follow the pink limo; it's kind of hard to miss Christian..."
"That is the plan. They will follow it and the convoy to the Bellagio and then they will swap cars for a tour bus they use and be shipped to the chapel of your choice Baby, but they did get Elliot spot on, though them thinking I was gay and that your were and are eating for two is hilarious. Now they are not following us and we are going in to a private entry to the courthouse and into a private room. Once we have finished we will then meet the tour bus and the rest of the relatives are waiting back at my hotel for the breakfast to start."
"Who is on the tour bus?"
"My parents, your mother, Noono and Uncle Wolf..."
"Is that all?" I ask. "So why the mega line of cars?"
"Yes thats all who will be at the wedding, the same people that witnessed your parents marriage are apart from my parents and me are going to be there. The cars were to draw the paps away, Holly and the rest of our family are a little miffed but they also knew you would hate the circus that having them all there would be. Besides they are still sobering up from last night..." Oh...
"We are here..." We were driven around and entered the building unseen. We filled in the paperwork paid the fee and headed back out in ten minutes flat and four of those minutes were taken up by the girl filling in the forms mooning at Christian for god's sake. We headed to the Wedding Chapel.
"Okay, this is happening then?" I said as I started to fidget.
"Yes, but we can tear up this paperwork and head home if you wish?" Christian said, seriously?
"No... I want to marry you so very much and now... Because here we are..." We were met at the door by the small gathering I was glad were there, any more and I would have freaked out little bit more than I was doing already.
"Are you ready Ana, Christian?" My mother asked...
"Ana... Will you please stop shaking and let the good man Elvis marry us?" Christian asked.
"Elvis? Mother you never said Elvis married you?"
"Oh did I not? Well he did, and it was fat Elvis too. A very fat and sweaty Elvis, do you remember Andrew?"
"Oh Aye, he fair stank and couldn't stop shaking, and not in a good way, he was a big fan of the band and there we were, getting you married."
"Please tell me this one is at least not sweating?"
"No Bambino, he is very nice, if a little too bald to be Elvis."
"Papa, he just needed a new wig on, the girl before this wedding gripped his head and threw his wig on the candle when the groom passed out drunk and he refused to marry them. Apparently you have to be standing to marry..."
"Mum..."
"What I asked, I like gossip but not the stuff I am reading on line about you and me and your daddy. Christian I have people shutting them down."
"So too do I mother in law to be, now Miss Lambert, let's get Elvis to make his magic work and turn you into a bona fide Mrs Grey..."
"Or you into a bona fide Mr Lambert?"
"Baby?"
"Okay, I have been practising the Mrs Grey signature for quite some time, I think I mastered it at ten, and perfected it at eighteen and wow now I get to use it for real... Come on Grey let's get this show on the road and back for my bridezilla wedding feast, you did call I-hop right?"
"I did..." We head in to get ourselves hitched... I hold my locket as we head through the chapel doors. I am marrying the man of my dreams... Yeah for me I am going to be Mrs Christian Grey...
Sorry, I am not used to this new stuff I have to work with on hubby's laptop, its well different to mine... I hate change lol... So they are getting married... I couldn't leave you hanging any longer but I will not be updating till next week as hubby is taking his lap top with him for work, yup he's working New Year... Bummer... So I will wish you all a Happy New Year, I wish all the folks in America well with their new president and wish Britain well with Britex and the rest of the world, peace love and good luck with the resolutions you make xxx Love you all to pieces and wish you all a great 2017...
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