Chapter 35 - Kate returns.
CPOV
Closing the bedroom door quietly I leave Ana dozing on the bed wrapped snugly in a chenille throw. God dam that woman knows how to give head. Fuck, my mind is still fuzzy from her relentless servicing of my tool. I hit the fucking jackpot finding her, she's the perfect woman in every way. I almost forgot how much more insatiable she gets when pregnant. She's a fucking wildcat when she's not pregnant, you add a baby to her belly and fuck me, the woman would live on my dick if it were possible.
"Hey El, how's Kate?" I answer my buzzing phone as I jog down the stairs to the living room.
"She good bro, she's sleeping at the moment. They did some X-rays on her arms and her left arm is broken so they've put it in a cast."
"Fuck, sorry bro." I sigh, feeling slightly responsible that I didn't pick up on this shit sooner and stopped it all from happening in the first place.
"What the fuck are you apologising for? I called to thank you Christian." He is silent for a moment, I can hear him choking up and trying to regain his composure. "I just... If you hadn't of stepped up I would have thought... Well just thank you for finding her bro. I can never repay you for getting her back to me...to Ava."
"Elliot, I didn't do anything you wouldn't have done for me." I swallow, my throat feels tight and I can feel myself choking up. It could have been Ana. I thank fuck that it wasn't, but I feel fucking bad that Elliot and Kate had to go through that shit.
"Are you sure you want us to stay on at your pad? I don't mind getting some help in for Kate at ours."
"Don't be fucking stupid. There's more than enough room here for you all. Kate's going to need to take it easy and relax, she'll get that here. If she is anything like Ana, if she's at home she won't be able to help herself. Gail is more than happy to help with Ava during the day."
"You know for someone with a reputation as a fucking prick - you can be kind of nice sometimes." He chuckles.
"Yeah well, don't tell anyone or a video of you singing 'everybody hurts' and falling on your fucking ass trying to Gangnam style will find its way onto YouTube."
"You taped that shit?" He inquires.
"You have no idea what I caught on video last night." I laugh.
"Asshole, what kind of prick goes around videoing a man while he's down and out." He chuckles.
"Asshole? Bastard, you broke my fucking speaker knocking shit over in your drunk ass state."
"Bastard? Fuck you pansy, those speakers were fucking last months thing anyway, get with the fucking technology upgrades."
"Pansy? You fucking prick your fucking surround sound is last fucking century. Lets not forget the projector screen, window and fucking wall you smashed in my boardroom."
"Prick? Up yours fucker. You can afford to fix it." He laughs. "Besides it was an bland fucking wall anyway, get some fucking taste. Oh, I think I should let you down gently while I'm at it - the size of your projector screen is not going to compensate for your lack of size in other departments if you get my drift."
"Fuck off Lelly. Have you seen the size of your hands? And you want to talk to me about size? Fucking fairy."
"Nancy." He chokes, we are pissing ourselves laughing.
"Douche bag."
"Cock sucker."
"Fuck off. I have shit to do, catch ya tomorrow bro." I chuckle.
"Ciao."
I grab a beer and an apple from the fridge and head to my office to check up on what went down tonight after I left. Taylor text me while I was driving home from the hospital but I requested a complete handwritten report be left in a plain brown envelope on my desk. I want none of this shit linked electronically to me.
I wince as I slump into my cold leather desk chair. Maybe I should have thrown a shirt on before I came down. I turn the heating up in the room with the remote that stays on my desk and grab the envelope.
"Baby?" Fuck, Ana taps lightly on the door before slipping in. I push the papers back into the envelope and shove it into my top drawer.
"Hey beautiful, I thought you were sleeping." She pads around behind my desk and crawls onto my lap.
"You were gone." She snuggles her head against my bare chest and curls her legs up. I wrap my arm around her and run my fingers up and down her arm.
"I'm sorry baby, I just came down to make sure the alarm was set and decided to check my emails while I was down here."
"Come back to bed." She kisses my chest and swirls a finger around my bare skin. I look down at the closed drawer where the envelope rests then back to Ana. I kiss the top of her head then slide my free arm under her knees and lift her.
"No where else is rather be baby." I walk slowly up the stairs and to our bedroom. I lay her gently down on the bed then climb in beside her. She is wearing a silk robe, it feels heavenly against my skin but I need to hold her skin to skin. I tug at the sash releasing the robe and watch as it falls apart and slides down her sides revealing her spectacular breasts. She leans up and shakes the sleeves off of her arms.
"Sleep baby." I pull her into me - her on her side, me on my back. Her head is resting on my shoulder, her leg is curled up on top of mine and her hand rests on my chest.
"Thank you for our stars." She murmurs sleepily. "You really are the most perfect husband and father, you are what dreams are made of." She smiles dreamily, her eyes are closed and her breathing is slowing.
This is what I live for, putting a smile on my wife's face.
I wake lying on my front, my face squished against one of the many pillows. The morning light is streaming in through the glass and hitting my back. I roll over hoping my wife is still naked beside me and ready for my morning wake-up session - no such luck. Where the fuck is she?
I drag myself out of bed and pull on my pale blue plaid flannel pyjama pants, relieve myself in the en suite, then go in search of my missing wife.
Walking through the living room I hear the news coming from the television speakers - and there she is - curled up on the sofa looking adorably sexy in black tights, tan Ugg boots and an oversized cream woollen jumper that hangs off one shoulder displaying a silky white bra strap. Her hair is bundled on top of her head in a perfect mess and she is sporting a sexy pair of reading glasses. I stop in the doorway and blatantly stare. Fantasies of Ana working in a library and fucking her in the business section and her as a teacher and fucking her against the blackboard flit through my mind.
"Morning Babe." She breaks my naughty day dream.
"Good morning beautiful." I saunter over to the sofa and slump down beside her. Immediately she climbs into my lap and curls up against my naked chest, her head resting in the crook of my neck. I kiss the top of her head. "You are up bright and early." I run my fingers up and down her back.
"I couldn't sleep, I've been up since 4."
"Why couldn't you sleep? Baby, you should have woken me. I'm sure I could have come up with a way to tire you out." I chuckle.
"I'm sure you could have." She giggles. My cock twitches, fuck I love that sound. "I was thinking about Kate and Jose." She sighs, her mood changing instantly.
"Baby, don't go loosing sleep over Jose. As for Kate, she'll be back, just wait and see."
"How can you be so sure Christian." She chokes up. "I...I miss her."
"I know you do baby." I lift my hands and place them either side of her face and tilt it towards me. There is a single tear falling down her cheek. "Oh baby, please don't cry." I lean forward and kiss the tear away then using my thumb I stroke her cheek.
"I'm sorry." She breathes.
"Don't be sorry. You have nothing to be sorry for." I kiss her soft pouty lips.
"I'm so damn emotional all the time." She mutters. She reaches up and takes off her reading glasses, placing them on the cushioned arm of the sofa.
"Hey, you have every reason to be. Your hormones will be all over the show at the moment, on top of that we've had a lot going on." She peeks up at me. She looks tired. "Have you eaten?" I ask.
She shakes her head no. "I'm not feeling very hungry." She mutters.
"Baby, you need to eat." I sigh, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her in closer.
"You smell sooooo good." She purrs, her mood altering noticeably. Jesus fucking... Mrs fifty shades or what?
She starts nuzzling my neck, kissing and sucking my skin. Fuck it feels good. Lifting her leg she sits astride me, her hands freely roaming my chest.
"Baby, we should eat first." I groan as she clamps down with her teeth.
"Uh uh... Christian first, food second." She hums, her voice reverberating in my ear causing my cock to jerk. Oh fuck it. It's not very often we are on our own, why not continue to make the most of it.
"You look so fucking sexy this morning baby." I run my hand up and down her thighs then around to her ass giving her cheeks a firm squeeze.
"Mmmm, so do you." She looks up at me grinning. She bites down on her bottom lip and begins to circle her hips in my lap. All I can do is look at her, she looks fucking majestic, desire washing over her face, her eyes dancing with need.
I bring my hands back around to her thighs and starting from her knees I
move my thumbs in circular motions, kneading and massaging my way up to her...
"Oooooohhh." She moans, throwing her head back as my thumbs hit the apex of her thighs. I continue to apply pressure to the power house between her legs, eliciting a string of soft moans and oh's.
She raises her head upright and lunges for my mouth, her sweet, soft lips attacking mine in the most delicious way. Her tongue swiping and stroking - exploring my mouth. Her fingers are digging into my shoulders, the more we kiss the tighter her grip. My hands now roam freely up and down her sides, caressing her silky skin underneath her jumper.
"Jesus Ana." I growl into her mouth as she reaches down between her legs and grabs my member - who is now at attention and ready for duty.
"Fuck me." She breathes, her fingers creeping along the waistband of my pyjama pants, her mouth still on mine.
"Excuse...Ah...never mind." Francis mutters behind us effectively chucking a bucket of ice water over me. For fucks sake. For once it would be nice to be able to fuck my wife in our home , not in our bedroom without a family or staff member interrupting us.
Anastasia pulls back and pouts, poking her bottom lip out and frowning.
"We could take this up stairs." I stroke her jaw with a finger, still hopeful.
"Or we could take this to the pool." She licks her lip and runs her fingers through my hair.
"It's fucking freezing outside." I chuckle.
"I meant the indoor lap pool. You know the heated one downstairs." She giggles then leans in to kiss me again, stopping just short of my mouth. "Care to take a dip Mr Grey." She whispers seductively.
"Sure." I damn near squeak like a fucking little bitch. This woman has me by the balls.
"What's up little bro." Elliot's chimes behind us. Ana is still sitting astride me, our faces are mere millimetres apart and I'm topless with my hands up my wife's sweater. "Ohhhhh... Fuck bro put a top on, and don't answer that question. I don't want to know." He chuckles, humouring himself with his 'what's up' coincidence.
Ugh. Can we not get five minutes peace! Seriously I just want to be alone with my wife and ravage her body.
"Pretend he's not here. He'll go away." She breathes against my cheek then continues to kiss the corner of my mouth, my nose, my cheek. Oh fuck, she presses her lips to mine and I forget Elliot's even in the room.
"Fuck off Elliot." I growl. I move my hands around to Ana's chest and begin fondling her as she continues to kiss me with determination.
"Jesus Christ Ana, does the man ever give you a break." Kate giggles.
APOV
Oh my god, Christian just smells too good to leave alone. I tell him to forget Elliot and keep on kissing him. He's just so edible and delicious.
His hands creep around to my chest and his thumbs flick over my nipples. I moan silently and deepen our kiss.
"Jesus Christ Ana, does the man ever give you a break." I hear Kate giggling behind me.
"Mmmmm, hey Kate." I groan as Christian pinches one of my sensitive peaks through my silk bra and I whimper, burying my face in his neck.
Wait...Kate. My head shoots up and I freeze, my eyes focused on Christians. He leans forward and gives me a chaste kiss.
"She's here." He smiles against my lips.
"She...she..." I slowly turn my head around and there she is - she is in a knee length shift dress, her cream pea coat and ballet flats. Her hair is in a loose pony tail. She looks great. Elliot has his arm around her shoulders and he is smiling broadly, like the cat who caught the mouse.
"You...you...aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh." I scream and jump off of Christians laps then launch myself at Kate.
"Woah, anyone would think you missed me." She laughs while trying to regain her balance. Elliot moves away from her and goes to sit down next to Christian.
"Do not ever fucking do that again Kate. Do you have any idea how worried I was. How worried we all were. What the fuck were you thinking?!" I growl.
"Ana... I..." She begins.
Christian wraps his arms around me from behind. "Baby, why don't we sit down and we can explain everything to you over breakfast. How does that sound?" He kisses my ear.
"What is there to explain?" Kate's looking nervously at me. I realise at this moment that there's a lot more to Kate leaving than I've thought or been told. "Are you okay Kate." My eyes well up.
"I'm good Ana, more than good. Come on, lets eat, I'm starving." She smiles, putting my mind at ease slightly. She takes my hand and leads me into the kitchen.
"Who's the hottie?" She whispers in my ear when she spots Francis behind the counter.
"Oh, that's Francis, our new housekeeper." She turns her head to me, her mouth gaping.
"You mean Christian approved not only a male housekeeper but one that's hot as fuck?" She asks incredulously.
"He's gay." I murmur.
"Oh,". She shrugs like that explains everything.
"Cut the small talk Kate, where were you? I could tell by the tension in the room something's gone on that I've been left out of." I lean up against the breakfast bar and fold my arms across my chest.
"Ana, I think it's best if we sit down with Elliot and Christian. I promise I will explain everything." She licks her lips nervously and pleads with her eyes for me to drop it and wait for the men to join us.
I sigh. "Coffee?" I ask, frustrated that everyone seems to think I'm too fragile to know anything.
"No thank you. A juice would be great though." She smiles.
"I'll get them Ana." Francis offers from behind the breakfast bar.
"Thank you Francis."
"So... How are you? You look fantastic." Kate murmurs.
"I'm good. Really good. I've been worried sick about you! But other than that..."
"I'm sorry..." She begins.
"Everything okay?" Christian interrupts. I hate the awkward feeling in the room, it's frustrating the heck out of me. His arms wrap around my stomach, his hands resting over my belly. His protective gesture does not go unnoticed by Francis and Elliot. Elliot who has walked around the breakfast bar to help himself to one of Francis's muffins fresh out of the oven raises an eyebrow and smirks knowingly at Christian. Francis chuckles to himself and winks at me. I poke my tongue out playfully at him and narrow my eyes warning him to keep his mouth shut.
"We're good." I mutter, leaning back into his embrace. He has put a t-shirt on, probably a good thing. As much as I like Francis I don't want him seeing my adonis's fine form. The thought makes me laugh out loud.
"Something funny baby?" Christian asks curiously.
"No." I continue to laugh and wave my hand letting him know to forget it.
"Righty O." Elliot shakes his head in amusement at my random fit if giggles.
"Lets eat." I inhale deeply, breathing away the urge to continue laughing.
"Fifty shades Mrs Grey." Christian whispers in my ear. "I'd like to know what you find amusing."
I turn so I am facing his front, his arms still wrapped around me. "I was pleased you put a shirt on."
"Oh you were? And that's funny?" He asks looking baffled.
"Francis." I mouth silently.
He shakes his head, grinning. "Oh baby, no worries there." He puts his mouth right over my ear. "I'm rather attached to my pussy." He whispers. I shiver, not a cold shiver. A shiver of desire as it once again washes over my body full force.
"Your pussy?" I exhale raggedly.
"Mine. All mine...Food. Eat. Now." He growls. "We'll deal with MY pussy soon." Grabbing my hand he ushers me into the dining room where Elliot and Kate are already seated, waiting.
"Wow." My eyes grow wide as I take in the breakfast laid out for us. It looks amazing. Toasted English muffins, crispy bacon, poached eggs and hollandaise sauce with fresh fruit salad, yoghurt and juice.
"Dig in." Christian waves his hand towards the food before taking a seat.
"Don't mind if I do." I rub my hands together then sit down beside Christian. My eyes roll back and I moan softly as I taste the hollandaise. I continue to stuff my face. After a while the silence in the room grabs my attention and I peek up. Christian and Elliot are gaping.
"What?" Kate and I say in unison. Kate stops eating and looks at me. I shrug. I notice she was eating one handed.
"Is there something on my face?" Kate asks puzzled.
"No. Mine?" I ask, she shakes her head no. We look to the men who are now looking at each other and burst into laughter.
"Slow down girls, no ones going to steal your food." Christian chuckles.
"Unless you steal each others." Elliot adds laughing.
Now too embarrassed to eat I shove my plate away, pushing it in to the centre of the table.
"Baby... Please don't stop eating." Christian frowns.
"So who's going to tell me what's going on?" I ignore his plea to continue with my breakfast. The very thought of something being kept from me has completely wiped my appetite anyway.
Christian lowers his cutlery to his plate. My question obviously affecting his appetite also. He looks to Elliot then Kate who looks at me. Everyone's looking at everyone else uncomfortably, but no ones saying a word.
"You know I started wearing big girl panties quite a few years ago." I say sarcastically, breaking the silence in the tension filled room.
"Baby, Kate was taken against her will. She never left like we originally assumed."
"WHAT?" I screech, my shocked tone a few octaves higher than intended. "You were taken?" I shoot my gaze to Kate who nods silently.
"Oh my god. Why didn't anyone tell me? Are you okay Kate? Jesus, what happened?"
"Ana, I'm fine, really I am. It was the most pathetic kidnapping attempt in the history of kidnapping." She giggles, trying to make light of the enormous revelation. She stands and makes her way over to me.
"You are not okay!" I growl, looking at the cast on her left arm previously hidden beneath the table. "Your arm."
I stand from my chair and rush to Kate who is making her way to me. I throw my arms around her and hold her. "I'm so sorry I thought you had left." Tears stream down my face. She was kidnapped, my best friend was taken and I just assumed she left her husband and baby. I am a horrible friend.
"Hey,". Kate pulls away so she can look me in the eye. "Christian told me you heard the phone call and that you went to the house and seen my clothes gone. Please don't beat yourself up over this." She begs, her voice betraying hidden emotions.
"Who took you?"
Kate's wall finally breaks and the tears start. Elliot is wrapped around her in record time, stroking her hair and soothing her.
"Baby come here." Christian pats his lap motioning for me to go sit with him. I leave Kate and Elliot in each others arms and go sit in Christians lap. He folds his arms around me. His grip is tight, protective.
"I'm going to tell you everything okay baby. It's quite a lot to take in..." He sighs in my ear. "When you went to the house with Sawyer he picked up on some clues. On Saturday morning when I went to the office for the meeting, while i was there the team presented all their findings to me and we figured out what had happened."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want you worrying, there was nothing you could have done. Ana, I just wanted to save you the stress of knowing."
"Knowing that my best friend was kidnapped! How could you even think for a second I didn't need to know that?" God! I'm so angry.
"No Ana, it wasn't like that at all." He sighs. "Baby, I didn't want you knowing that...that it was supposed to be you." I feel his shoulders drop behind me and his hold on me tightens considerably. "I didn't want to put that on you until we had tracked Kate and the kidnappers. I need you safe Ana."
My mind is spinning at 100 miles an hour. Kate was kidnapped. It was supposed to be me in her place. Why was Kate taken and not me? What did Kate go through? I bury my head in my hands and take a few deep breaths. Confusion turns to anger.
"Who was it? Who kidnapped you?" I look directly at Kate. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that because of me." Fuck I can't get my head clear. I have a thousand questions that I want answered.
Kate looks to Christian then to me. "Lets take a walk." She holds her cast-less arm out to me to take. I wiggle out of Christians hold and lock my elbow with hers. She rests her head on my shoulder and we walk outside.
CPOV
Fucking hell. My baby was so shocked by the shit that was dumped on her I don't think she quite knew how to process it all. She looked torn between being angry at me for holding back information, devastated that Kate was taken, confused that it was supposed to be her, relieved that Kate is back. I'm regretting my decision to wait until today to tell her. I should have told her last night, but then when I found her on the bathroom floor, and the pregnancy test...Fuck!
"Bro.." Elliot pulls me from my reverie.
"Huh?" I look up at him.
"They'll be fine. It's over. Let them have their girl time, let her be pissed for the rest of the day and thank god everyone's here and safe." He pats my shoulder. "Do you think she'll want this?" He pulls Ana's half eaten breakfast towards him.
"Eat it... I'll get Francis to make her something else." I wave my hand at the plate, letting him know to help himself.
"So, what day is your wiggle shit?"
"What the fuck are you talking about Elliot?"
"Well aren't you taking your son to see those muppets dancing around on stage soon?"
"Fuck, don't remind me. Wednesday I think. I'm hoping Teddy will swear by then."
"Don't be such a douche. How bad could it be? Come on, grow a pair."
"Oh fuck up Elliot. Would you offer to go stand in a mob of screaming kids and their mothers for 2 hours?"
"For the right price I would." He says dead serious.
"Name your price." He piques my interest.
"I'll go with you for... Oh I don't know... Say an even mil."
"Fuck off." I laugh. "You are fucking delusional if you think I would give you a mil to come with me to a fucking kids show."
"We'll see." He smirks.
Ana and Kate have been gone for a couple of hours and I'm starting to get a little antsy. Scrap that, a shit load antsy.
"Sawyer." I poke my head into the security suite. Sawyer came back on duty about an hour ago. "Where is Ana at present?"
"In your bedroom I believe, Sir."
"Thanks." I bound up the stairs and tap on the door lightly. There is no response and the room is silent. I quietly push the door open. Kate and Ana are both curled up on the bed fast asleep. Ana starts to stir, I pad over to her side quietly and sit down on the edge of the bed next to her.
She opens her eyes, blinking a few times and gives me a small smile.
"Hey." I whisper.
"Hey."
"How are you?" I brush some loose hair from her face.
"I'm okay." She grabs my hand in hers and kisses my knuckles.
"Ana... I..."
"I understand." She interrupts quietly, her voice soft and comforting. She shakes her head, "I don't like it, but I understand. All that matters is that Kate is home safe because you got to her in time. I love you Christian Grey." She kisses my knuckle again then leans her face into my hand.
"I love you too baby."
A/N: Sorry about the delay, I've been crazy busy dealing with my kiddies birthdays then mine... Thank you all for your lovely reviews and messages. I'm hoping to scroll through them today and reply :). Welcome new followers xx
Bit of a boring chapter, I know... But I needed to get that out of the way before I carry on.
So... Charlie and Dakota! What do we think? At first I was like Nnnnoooo! But I've slowly warmed up to Charlie thanks to google and the smoking hot photos of him with short hair and no facial hair...not so much Dakota though. She's not at all what I imagined. Will wait for the movie to make my final judgement.