Teddy and Family

Chapter 34

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Ana

Chris is a wreck. His hair is sticking up everywhere from where he's been constantly pulling at it and he hasn't shaved so he's a bit scruffy. "Babe, I know that I've put you through hell today…"

He walks over to my bed, lowers the bar, carefully crawls in beside me, and ever so gently cuddles me in his arms. "You didn't know that going there was gonna trigger Bella's bad luck curse." He kisses the top of my head. "Ana, I think enduring the endless bad day from hell and that cast on your leg and foot is punishment enough, don't you?"

"I was so sure that you were gonna tan my tush…" I snuggle closer to him.

"While the thought has crossed my mind quite a bit today…" He tilts up my chin so that we are looking into each others eyes. "What made you even think it?"

"Bella said that she's pushed Edward over the edge like I did today and it got her tush tanned…" I bite down on my lip, and that's all it takes for that iron control to snap and my husband to go from treating me like the most fragile piece of delicate crystal to kissing me mindless and just like that we're making up for so much lost time. All thoughts of my endless day from hell, the PR nightmare involving our loved ones, my ankle, what's real and not real, melt away at least for a little while.

Chris, after kissing all of my boo boos and lavishly applying arnica cream to them, changed me out of that horrible hospital gown and into his Harvard Jersey and a pair of flannel sleep shorts. He brushed out and French braided my tresses into something even Princess Leia would envy. My man loves to play with my hair. He says it relaxes him that and he's been crazy obsessed with it all our lives.

I played an April fools prank, just months before giving birth to Teddy, on him involving me in a short pixie wig and to convince him that I'd chopped it all off I had Franco create a crazy long ponytail of an exact match to my tresses as proof. Franco had the wig clipped tight to my head so it couldn't be easily yanked off without an extreme effort.

To say he didn't like my funny would be the understatement of the millennium. At first he honestly thought I was pulling a prank and was grinning at me like nice try. Then I handed him the donation bag with the realistic fake hair in it as proof and he gave me the most hurt, not to mention devastated and horrified look. Then went on a tirade of the many ways that he was going to slowly torture Franco for breaking the one vow that he hand sworn he would never break no matter how much I begged or pleaded for him to cut it instead of just getting a trim. How could I betray him this way and on an on and on while I calmly sipped on my sweet tea and waited him out. Elliot called him roaring that Kate had cut her hair pageboy short and did I also take the plunge and chop it all off? Chris glowered at me as he snarled back that I'd gone pixie and started pulling at his hair again. I sniffled and sulked that it was my hair and that I didn't have time to mess with it and take care of Teddy. Then burst into tears.

After that he stormed out of the house and left for hours refusing to take my calls. Elliot did the same to Kate so we were both regretting our funny big time. He'd left without Jason or any of our big brothers which got me into even more trouble with Jason and Adam because he'd gone off grid. Not to mention that he and Elliot were probably dismembering Franco which had me frantic that it had all gone epically wrong. The tight pixie wig was giving me a migraine in more ways than one. To make matters even worse Franco had outdone himself in securing it and it wouldn't come off without Gail's help and admitting that it was all a prank that none of them thought was funny.

I mean, it was April first and Kate and I had finally got one over on Chris and Elliot which was like basically impossible to do. I didn't know that he was in the middle of some big deal worth mega billions and that Chris has come out to check on me and paused the conference call in his home office leaving Ros scrambling to save it by pleading technical problems with his feed.

He kept all of that away from me when I was carrying Teddy, because stress was bad for me and the baby. I texted Franco and he had survived their wrath after showing them video evidence that he hadn't committed a capital crime, that they were beyond pissed, but he didn't know where they went after they left. Chris was so pissed at me that he crashed at Escala for days and had Gail give him daily reports on my day. Never once talking to me. Going as far as to change the codes to the penthouse so I couldn't see him.

I was so worried that he'd never forgive me that I baked enough to keep us stocked for every holiday. What freaked me out the most was that he refused my peace offerings and Chris never turns down dessert. After that I told Gail to tell him if he didn't grow up and put his big boy pants back on and come back home that me and the girls were gonna jet off to Vegas where that pixie cut would become a reality. One hour later Chris was home and we both promised each other never to prank again.

"Ana?" Chris's voice and kiss to my nose prompts me out of my drug addled trip down memory lane.

"Hmmm…what?" I snuggle closer.

"Where did your mind wander off too?" He asks curiously.

"Pixie Gate," I yawn. "You were brushing and braiding my hair and my mind wandered there."

"Yeah, I kinda went a little out of my mind after your well executed prank, but I discovered from my emergency sessions with John that week that my obsession with your hair was down to phantom memories of brushing Ella's, Gran's and GG's hair and your prank caused something in me to snap."

"How was I to know that my hair acted like some sort of security blanket and that my prank triggered some of those dark memories in your mind? You and Elliot locked yourselves down in Escala for nearly a week…"

"Ana, it's been years let's not go down that road again, okay." He groans in frustration. "I've got Mom back and all the good memories, so it's all good. I didn't even flip out when I saw you in the pixie this morning. If your glorious mane is driving you crazy and you wish to cut it from waist length to the middle of your back or just below your shoulders then its fine. The pixie or pageboy would be a little drastic and you'd be whining about missing your hair and then have to sit through Franco having to correct your impulse by putting in extensions, but…"

"No worries on a page boy or pixie unless it's a wig. Looking like a poodle is not my thing." I tilt my head up at him, rolling my eyes. "I am thinking about getting it cut to the middle of my back though and it wouldn't drive me crazy as much. It's as calming for me when you brush it and play with it, as it is for you, and I would miss it. That and I think that I have traumatized the babies enough and they know me with long hair and Teddy would sulk forever until Franco fixed it back. He's just as bad as you are about my hair."

"Alex loves to hide in it when you hold him like Teddy did when he was that age."

"The girls love to munch on it and play with it...so middle of my back or just a little below and that's it, but it does need tamed up a bit." I negotiate not entirely believing that he's completely okay with it.

"Baby, that's perfect," Chris snuggles me close. "Now, there have been some changes to our plans…Marcus and Ella landed on the ship an hour ago with TJ and Chloe…"

"Ella and Marcus are fine. It wasn't a shock at all with either of them. I was wondering how TJ was gonna react and Chloe wouldn't want to leave him to deal with it either. We can't harbor them without permission from Carrie and Mom and Dad. Not to mention Jason and Gail…we'll have to come up with how they're gonna finish junior year. Their coaches are probably having kittens as their star players have bolted for destinations unknown…" My mind is going like crazy thinking of ways to make this work. They both have college to think about and ditching their extracurriculars isn't gonna look good to Harvard or MIT…Could they transfer to Forks High for the remainder of the school year or take their honors classes online from Seattle Prep?

"That's the thing. TJ and Chloe locked all of their accounts and the only way that Ray or Jason will be able to access their finances is if they let the kids come with us. Forks High has some of the most prestigious teachers in Washington and an excellent honors program as well. Seattle Prep is more than willing to let them complete their work online. The two of them are months ahead because of being away so much for meets, games, and the like. They can easily stay with us and not fall behind. Carrie's fine with it. Let's see what else…Houston and Austin are heading to Seattle as soon as they get Cody and Harper set at Grey House NY. Dante has been sent to Aspen to recuperate by Kelsey and Mallory after nearly tearing apart his office. His brother and sister have been dying to take the reins and are ready for it just as Dallas and Austin's younger siblings are more than ready to take over for them at GEH NY…"

"Mallory is the perfect fit for GP NY and Kelsey has more than proven himself to handle GEH NY. The wonder twins have been longing to send their brother off and are probably doing a happy dance right now. They aren't as old school at dealing with the press and media as their big brother and can more than handle the fallout…"

"Yeah, they've tossed out his playing nice game plan and are going for blood, so we'll see how it goes. Ros wants to take them down even more than you and I do. They nearly costed us the Taiwan deal, but a call from Cullen and they had a change of heart…"

"Chris, if you're needed to put out fires at home then I'll deal…" I wasn't thinking of the fallout, just avoiding the parents at all costs. "Austin will have questions about GP…"

"Ana, we can run our empire from the ship…you need peace and quiet to heal…you can't do that with our family pounding on the front gates for an audience. TJ needs space too until the fallout clears enough for him to face his peers. GEH and GP are fine. We're a privately family owned company. The Taiwan deal was the only big project that Ros was going for and it's already signed and sealed. There is one thing that's gonna have you grinning like a Cheshire cat. The bimbettes were the leak to the media and are going to be facing hard time…"

"It was all an act?" I'm too shocked at hearing that the bimbos were behind it all?

"They leaked key information to the press during an on going federal investigation, so no not really an act. I think they were going for a quick sell and then revenge…"

"They took Daddy's blackmail insurance and tried to cash in…"

"The Feds caught up with them just as they were about to board a chartered plane at Sea-Tac. The bimbettes still had it all with them and all the cash from their fathers' safes…we were already pressing charges and the DA was in the process of sending out active warrants before they pulled their little operation, so on top of the Feds they were fleeing the state to avoid prosecution…"

"They won't last a month in jail seeing as their so pretty and there's no chance of bail for being flight risks…" Now I'm grinning from ear to ear. Take that you fake plastic Barbies!

"Get this they tried to plea out, but the Feds already have all of their evidence, so…"

"They've been watching way too much crime TV!" I burst out in a fit of uncontrollable giggles and Chris starts laughing with me.

"Then when that didn't work they tried to persuade them to let them go…" Chris is laughing so hard he's crying.

"Stop!" I'm gasping for air. "How…did…you…find…out…"

"Mom keeps me in the know. I was reading the latest, as hers are the only texts and voicemails that I'm taking for obvious reasons, birth mother or not she scares the shit out of me…I mean look at this fucking plane…I was sweating bullets at O'Hare thinking that Homeland would be boarding us, but May rolled her eyes at me stating that if anything they'll scrambling to figure out why the plane is even there and what big bad is descending on Chi-town…"

"Wait…" That sobers me up and crane my neck up to frown at him. "Who is May and exactly what plane did you borrow from your mother? Is this really her tactual HQ for like missions and stuff?"

"Luke's like a kid in a toy store with a Black AmEx burning a whole in his pocket. I doubt that Air Force One has half the stuff in this baby. Mom nearly took Logan's head off and would have if we were back home when she found out that we'd borrowed this one and he plead innocent and tossed the blame on May…May's defense was with Bella's bad luck you never knew what you were up against so why chance it, so the badass tactical plane was a no brainer…She's got another one as big as this more along the lines of Air Force One with just a small tactical arsenal if needed for security. That's the plane we were supposed to take. Now, Taylor is gonna wanna borrow this for all of our trips for security purposes of course."

"Is May the pilot?"

"May Donavan is Mac's sister and Mom's cousin…so basically she's another Auntie here to drive us insane and the woman is just as scary as Mom…She put Logan in timeout because he nearly deep-sixed this baby on the way to rescue Mom and she still hasn't let him off the hook. It's fuzzy as the memories aren't all that clear, but May used to babysit Mia and me when we were babies...that and she's happy that Edward found his happy place with Bella and the kids, so we got to fly the plane while Logan was sulking in the back." Chris grins. "She damn near tore his earlobe off for daring to sit in the pilot's seat…"

"I'd love to meet her…"

"She's dying to meet you too…as Edward has been muttering nonstop about how you seek out trouble wherever you go and than you." He chuckles.

"He's really pissed about my 'baddie get the hell out of dodge' ohmmeter…calls it Pixie sense."

He smirks. "I imagine he would be. You have a spider sense and Bella doesn't and that would have come in handy seeing as she's been cursed in all that and needs it way more than you do…not that you listen to it unless your skin starts to crawl."

"Yeah, it went off the scales in the Latin Quarter…then there were those places all over the UK…it's weird that it didn't trigger in Italy or even in Transylvania…not enough to trigger me to bolt…"

"Mostly because we were shadowed by relatives that we didn't even know existed courtesy of Mom. She must have been going batshit hearing all the reports of our adventures. It all makes sense how some of those places on our itinerary got canceled and Taylor and Adam wouldn't even listen to you whining and told you to choose somewhere else more along the lines of a proper honeymoon and not out of an episode of Supernaturals…."

"My family doesn't tell me anything!? I mean, it's all real! Every story real! Momma's never been a dreamer more a realist and always frowned at GG and Gram for filling my mind up with nonsense! Teddy's been going on and on that it isn't fair that Masen and Dromi have Grandpas and Grandmas that do magic and I'm thinking closet magicians like for a hobby…"

"Think of them as Pixie Fairy Grandparents…instead of Fairy godparents…watching over us and we don't even know it…Luke more than likely saw your Grandfather…as Bella's tends to favor the raven rather than the bat…and Finn's got the sense of humor side of the coin and couldn't resist seeing as we were in Vampire central…or that's Edward's theory anyway…Cain has brown eyes like Bella and Finn your blue…otherwise their near to identical, but then Cain, Oberon, and Finn are triplets…like Titania, Fiona, and Allana are too…just like the story…all real…just watching over us…"

"Every tale, myth, legend, story, what have you is based on some manner of fact…we just take those and spin stories…That's what Great Grandmamma and Gran taught us…It's just a lot to digest and then finding out about LTE really opened my eyes. I wasn't panicking over it, just feeling really, really, guilty that my endless curiosity could have gotten us all killed. Just how many fingers do Shining Ones have on this Plane? How much control do they actually wield over the unrespecting mortals that live here? Like puppet masters making them all dance to their tune?"

"The trick is, my love. Interacting with those around us knowing that things may or may not be as they appear. The only difference for the most part is their longevity and special gifts. They're just as flawed as everyone else." Chris cuddles me close and I snuggle in.

"I think we're fantastic at it and I've already had the big brother lecture about reining in my endless need to seek out everything weird and how it's a major no-no. Well, unless we clear it with them first then it might be okay, but he's really touchy about it so I'll wait until he cools off." I yawn sleepily.

"Yeah, that'd be wise…now close those gorgeous baby blues of yours and we'll both nap until we're wheels down at Boeing Field."