DISCLAIMER: Fifty shades of Grey, any of its characters and other characters that I borrowed from other places do NOT belong to me. I own the plot and more than a few characters though. *I would like to remind you that this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or places is accidental; though I did borrow some names and characters from other places that are not mine.

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Thanks so much to my awesome Beta, Ninkita.

Chapter 37:

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The next few weeks were filled with a lot of major events for the island. After the birthday party at the manor, Christian and Ana had taken all the children of the manor to Disneyland. It was a five day trip. Due to the number of children and their safety, Christian and Ana had managed to get trackers on each one of them and did head-counts several times a day. By the time they returned from the trip, everyone was exhausted. Hope had stayed with Ana's parents during the trip. After staying the night at the island, Christian and Ana came to pick her up.

"Mommy! Daddy! How was the tlip!?" Hope squealed happily as she ran to her parents.

Christian picked his little girl up and hugged her tightly. "Oh my angel! I missed you so much," he placed smooches on her cheeks, making her giggle.

"Misted you too, daddy."

"My turn," Ana said taking her daughter from Christian before hugging Hope to her. "How are you, baby? Are you angry that we didn't take you?" she asked.

"No mommy. I goed to Montana and played with holsies. So, you took other kids too so they won't be sad ol left out, light?" Hope asked.

"My baby is so intelligent. Yes, darling, that's why. Since they don't have their mommy and daddy anymore, it's our duty to make sure that they also get to have all the fun. Their physical and psychological well being is our duty too. Okay?"

"Yes. They ale my blothels and sistels. I love them," Hope stated with a determined nod.

"Let's go in," Christian suggested as he took his daughter back. "You're not suppose to heavy lift, love," he added when Ana glared at him.

Ana pouted as she rubbed her swollen belly, "I know. I just miss carrying her," she muttered. Smiling affectionately, Christian wrapped his arm around her and side-hugged her.

They headed inside the house and were greeted by both Ana and Christian's parents as well as his grandparents. "Hey guys," Ana grinned as she hugged her mother and Grace, and Elizabeth, Christian's grandmother. Christian was also being hugged by the men as the ladies started fussing over Ana's swollen belly, making her smile.

"Oh, Theo, look! She looks so amazing!" Elizabeth squealed as she hugged Ana again.

"She sure looks amazing. Hello, darling girl! How have you been?" Theodore asked his granddaughter-in-law with a smile and a hug.

"I'm doing great, grandpa. How are you? You had your annual physical a few days ago, right? Is everything alright?" Ana inquired.

"Yes, Anastasia, everything is fine. The doctor said I'm in excellent health," Theodore winked with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Don't worry, Ana dear. This old man will still be alive when you're having your tenth kid," Elizabeth smirked as Christian choked from the other side of the room.

"Excuse me?! Tenth?" Christian asked eyes wide open.

"It'll only take five tries if you guys manage to get pregnant with twins each time," Ray added gleefully as Carrick nodded in agreement from beside him.

"Stop teasing these poor kids," Grace scolded with a laugh.

"I made chicken enchilada," Megan informed.

"Really, mom?! Yum," Ana moaned loudly, making others snicker as Christian turned red due to the tightening in his pants.

Noticing the amused looks, Ana asked, "What?"

"Let's go to the dining room," Grace ushered everyone out of the room hurriedly.

"What? What's going on?" Ana asked Christian, confused.

"Babe, please...please don't moan like that in front of our parents again," he begged, pointing at the bulge in his pants.

"OH! Shit! Sorry baby," Ana started giggling.

"Now...help me get rid of it, little girl," Christian said mock sternly.

Ana stepped up to him, looking at him through her eyelashes as she whispered, "b-but..what should I do...sir?" she bit down on her lower lip.

Christian's pupils dilated instantly and he inhaled sharply. "I'm so going to punish you for this," he threatened huskily.

"Really? Bring it on, lover boy," Ana smirked as she rubbed against his hard on, causing him to groan.

"You're evil, woman!" Christian complained.

Snickering at his misery, Ana stepped back. "I'm going to join everyone in the dining room. Why don't you…calm that down?" she pointed at his crotch with a mischievous smile.

"You'll be the death of me," he muttered before heading towards the nearest bathroom.

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They returned to the island the next afternoon. Christian was bone tired, and since Ana was going to take a nap, he decided to join her. Ana woke up around 7 pm and decided to check up on the kids. With a kiss on her still sleeping husband's forehead, she left the room. Christian was sleeping soundly when an awful feeling came over him. It was like someone was staring at him intensely. It stayed like that for a while and then...he felt heaviness on his chest. It was not so heavy that he couldn't breathe, but it had weight. For a moment he wonder if Dusk had come to cuddle but he was surprised when he tried to hug the baby and all he felt was soft furs. Snapping his eyes open, he found himself face to face with an unlikely being.

There….on his chest was sitting the Persian cat, Kazimir, staring at him. It was Bill's cat and was just as snobbish as him. Christian turned his head slightly and saw that two more cats were sitting on either side of his neck. One he recognized was the house cat, the Dragon Li called Kai and the other was the black cat, Shadow, Sebastian's female cat. Christian started wondering why all three cats were in this room and staring at him. Usually they just stared at him from afar. A tickling at his feet made him raise his head a little and he found that there was another cat sitting by his feet with its tail moving in the air. It was a Russian blue. Christian guessed this must be Sebastian's other cat.

"Hey...guys?" he greeted the cats hesitantly and then felt stupid for doing so.

The white cat on his chest started kneading him with its paws as it mewed softly. The other three also did the same as if to greet him.

"Um...hi..I see you finally decided to say hello," Christian mused.

Ana returned to the room and found her husband surrounded by all four cats of the island. "What's going on?" she asked with a smirk.

"ANA! Um...I think they decided that...I'm not scary anymore," Christian informed from the bed.

Ana stepped up to the bed and pushed Kai to the side gently as she climbed on the bed. Then she picked up the white cat, Kazimir that was sitting on Christian's chest and placed it on the bed. "That was so cute," she giggled earning a look from Christian who had wrapped his arm around her.

"They almost stopped my heart when I opened my eyes and found them staring at me," he confessed with a sheepish smile.

"Big bad Dom... got scared of cats," Ana teased. Christian rolled his eyes and didn't comment on it.

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The next morning, Christian headed to the school area. Ana had to leave earlier that day as she had lots of meetings to attend. Christian decided to stay on the island today, instead of going to GEH. He took the longer route and entered through the main entrance of the school. He looked around the school, trying to guess what period could be going on at the moment as there was no student out.

"Dad?" Caleb's voice made Christian turn to the school building where the teen was walking out from.

"Good morning, main prefect," Christian greeted with a teasing smile.

Caleb laughed loudly as he came closer. "Good morning, Mr. Grey. Would you like a tour of the school?" he played along.

"I would be delighted to have a tour," Christian replied before both started laughing.

"Let's go to the gazebo," Caleb suggested after sobering. "So, are you done with that merger you had been working on?" he inquired as they started walking towards the narrow path leading to the lake where the secret gazebo was.

"Yeah. The CEO of that company was creating some trouble but at the end...it worked out," Christian shrugged. They had just reached the garden by the narrow path when Christian recalled that Elliot had found a skeleton hand there. Frowning, he asked, "Hey Caleb, did Elliot really find a skeleton hand in that garden?"

"He did," Caleb nodded. "You want to see why?" Christian hesitated a little at first, but then nodded.

Caleb led him to the garden the opened the lock of the door. He ushered Christian along and led him to the row of bluebells. He knelt down and swept his hand against a flat grave marker. As the name became visible, Christian couldn't stop the gasp that escaped him.

The marking said: Earl Caleb Augustus Jacobson

DOB: xx/xx/2001

DOD: xx/xx/2016"

Christian felt a chill running down his spine. When Caleb had told him about him being a grim reaper, it was still easy to ignore. But seeing the grave of the teen boy standing right beside him was a little too much for him. "When you said...you had to...die…you meant...literally?" he choked out.

Caleb gave him a soft smile and nodded, "Yeah. It was 2 years ago and it was a little strange. I always thought my friends...my brothers would be the ones burying me, but I had to bury my body by myself. They took the fact that I am a Grim Reaper easier than they would've taken the fact that I had to die to become this. The only body part I was allowed to keep was my heart. They said, it would help me pass judgment with justice," he explained.

"I-" Christian huffed. "I've only known you boys for a few months and I feel like all of you are my children. The thought that you had to end yourself to become what you're today, is little hard for me," he stated sadly as he pulled the boy into a side hug.

"Thanks, dad. You mean a lot to us too," Caleb smiled.

"Is that why no one's allowed in this garden?" Christian asked curiously.

"Yeah. I don't want my brothers to know about it. They will be hurt."

"You're a good brother, Caleb, and a good son and a good being," Christian squeezed his shoulder reassuringly as they continued to stare at the grave marker silently.

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That night, sleep didn't come easily for Christian. He kept staring at the ceiling as his thoughts ran wild. A silent sob snapped him from his thoughts. Turning to his side he found that Ana's back was towards him and her shoulders were shaking. Frowning, he looked closely and heard the sob again. Quickly he sat up and turned Ana by her shoulder. "Ana, love, what happened? Why are you crying?" he asked as he started panicking. He helped Ana to sit up leaning back on the pillows as she continued to sob.

"Ana, tell me! What's going on? Do you need to go to the hospital? Are the babies okay?" Christian asked again.

"Ikjwbefjmmrem," Ana replied between her sobs.

"Okay. First take a deep breath," Christian ordered. Ana nodded and did as told. "Now tell me clearly what you just said."

"I'm craving clam chowder," Ana replied slowly as tears rolled down her cheeks.

It took a few seconds for Christian to finally understand what she just said. "That's okay…but why are you crying?" he asked.

"I'm craving clam chowder," this time Ana spit out the words angrily.

"You...you're crying because...you want clam chowder?" Christian asked to clarify.

"Was I stuttering?" Ana glared at him causing Christian to pull back, a little scared of his own wife. Seeing his reaction, Ana burst into tears...and this time, it was more severe. "I'm such a bitch!" she wailed.

After that Christian tried everything he could think of, but his wife would not stop crying. Defeated, he finally called his mother.

"Son, why are you calling your mother this time of the night?" Carrick asked answering Grace's phone.

"Hey, dad. Can I talk to mom for a second?" Christian replied as he handed Ana another piece of tissue as he glanced at the clock. It was 2 am.

"Who is crying there?" Carrick asked as he sat up.

"Ana," Christian replied helplessly. "She woke up sobbing, and then she started crying more," he added.

"Is everything okay? Is that why you want your mom?"

"Yeah. Can you give her the phone, please?"

"Here you go," Carrick said before handing Grace the phone, who had also woken up and was looking at him curiously.

"Christian? What's going on?" Grace inquired.

Christian explained the whole situation and Grace started laughing loudly. "Why are you laughing?" he asked grumpily.

"Honey, at first... go and get your wife some clam chowder. She'll calm down and then soothe her. It's her hormones that have her this emotional, baby. Go on," Grace advised.

Hanging up, Christian turned to his wife. "Stay here. I'll be right back," he said before leaving the room. He wanted to cook himself but since he didn't know how to cook, he decided to go with the next best option. He would've called Gail but he didn't want to disturb her in the middle of the night. So, he called Sebastian.

Sebastian appeared in minutes and headed straight for the kitchen. "So, she demanded clam chowder?" he asked as he started preparing.

"Yeah. Scared the hell out of me," Christian sighed.

Sebastian smirked and continued working. Christian was staring at the black haired man's hands and all he could see was blurs. Sebastian was moving his hand that fast. In less than ten minutes, Sebastian was done. He prepared the tray and handed it to Christian. "Here."

With a grateful smile at the other man, Christian hurried to their room where his hungry wife was waiting for food. "Here's your clam chowder," he said with a smile as he placed the tray in front of her.

"Really?" Ana gasped. She wiped off her tears and started eating. Sighing in relief, Christian sat down beside her and smiled at his now-happy wife. "Oh! This is heaven!" Ana moaned as she finished her food. "Thank you, thank you so much." She climbed on his lap and hugged him tightly. "Sorry I was mean to you," she mumbled against his chest.

"It's okay, baby. If you want to eat something...just wake me up. I will get it for you. But please don't cry like that again. I felt like my insides were tearing themselves apart," he confessed.

"Sorry...this time the hormonal reactions are a little extreme," Ana pouted as she pulled back. "It's getting hard to be comfortable. My back hurts and so do my boobs," she added.

Christian froze and the words "my boobs hurt" kept echoing in his head. He cleared his throat and asked, "Your...your breasts…hurt?" Ana nodded. "Maybe...maybe I can…massage them…for you?" Christian tried really hard to keep the huskiness from his voice.

Ana was straddling his lap, so she could feel him harden against her. Glancing down at his lap, she bit on her lip as wetness flooded her pussy. "Y-yeah. I'd...love that," she muttered, as she squirmed a little.

Christian didn't waste any time pulling the thin straps of her nightdress down and baring her naked breasts. Licking his lips, he started kneading her breasts. Ana bit harder on her lip as she leaned back and threw her head back. Pleasure was surging through her body like electricity.

"Oh Christian!" she breathed out. "My pu-pussy," she whimpered as Christian pulled her panties aside and shoved two fingers inside her. He was sucking on one of her tits, while kneading and pinching the other one.

"Want you….inside…..baby, please…" Ana begged as she started pushing her hips against his fingers.

"You want my cock, love? You want me to fuck you, baby," Christian hissed as he grabbed onto her hips.

"Oh…please…your…cock…please," Ana continued to beg.

Pulling his fingers from her, he shoved his pajamas down and in one thrust he was inside her. Ana whimpered and grabbed onto his shoulders. She started riding him with each thrust of his hips. Digging her nails on his shoulders, Ana continued to moan and Christian sucked her breasts while holding on her hips tightly.

"Fuck…fuck…oh…Chris….God….oh fuck…harder…ohg.." she kept chanting as she started feeling the familiar feeling coming onto her. She knew she was not going to last much longer. "Almost there…oh please…." she begged.

Christian pushed one hand between them and started rubbing her clit, making her twitch more. Soon, both fell over the edge clutching onto each other. Satisfied for the time being, they lay down, and went to sleep.

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A/N: A little bad news! I didn't get the job for 1 mark. My trainer is trying to get us another chance but I don't think I will get this job anymore.

Anyways, leave me a review. Your review gives me strength to continue.