I do not own the rights or the characters from fifty shades of grey; they belong to EL James: That said, this is not the same story, some characters are not the same some are new. Also, I am dyslexic and therefore ( . , : ' : ! Usage and placement may p*** you off!) I could get a beta, who would take a week to read and hand back, so if you're a stickler for 100% correct grammar this story may not be for you… That said; tell me where I'm going wrong and I will correct it. Reviews always welcomed the good the bad and the constructive Thanks… X…

sorry about the delay, but flooded kitchen and a broken laptop, it had a little dust on the fan and overheated, how was I to know you cannot hover the fan of a laptop,,, I know you can't now... Anyway a shorter chapter, but hopefully the new kitchen and floor and decorating won't take me away for as long again, damn it was a hectic wee, expensive week... Laters babes...

CHAPTER 38:

Ana's POV:

I vaguely remember, falling asleep in the lounge room of Christian's parent's house. I wanted to discuss Mama Mia, with Mia and talk to Jay, but for some reason I'm so damn tired and have been for the past few days, I also have the sore throat from hell! Given the past few weeks have been chaos, is it any wonder I'm feeling a little low? Today, we have managed to put a few more fruit loops back in the box; we can start getting to know each other, properly! Some would say it's a little too late for that, seeing as we are already married, but we are very compatible in the areas that matter, in the bedroom I may need to learn more to keep him happy, but in the boardroom I can give him as good as I get. He is very controlling, yet in a silly way, it makes me feel so secure and safe almost; yeah that's the word safe.

I thought I had issues, but hell no, that accolade goes to Christian the Dom and his feckless submissive head cases. Yes, Christian's exe's have led us a merry dance these past weeks, and I bet the security and IT department is at last relieved to be working on just the one thing. Who is paying Emma's bills? The first thing I thought of was perhaps Jennifer's family, but we hit a wall when Trinity told us she was an orphan, and had no family, that was strike one. Strike two followed shortly into the conversation, there was no documentation left about her, or of her family, as the records were housed in a building that burnt down one hot summer. Strike three, she never talked about her family, she did hint at other brothers and sisters, but never anything more! Perhaps, she had other siblings, who knows, any one we could ask we have done. The only way was to hack into the records and see who was paying the bills that way. Destiney and Barney were facing some very good firewalls, that's when I zoned out and fell asleep.

I wake up as Christian carries me from the car and into the house. I feel like crap, and as he places me down, I feel the sudden urge to throw up. I make it to the downstairs wash room, and call to the gods of the porcelain heaven. I call for my daddy as I puke, and the next best thing comes to my aid, with a wash cloth and a hair bobble. I sit and hug the toilet like it's a comforter. I remember too making Christian laugh, as I said it was my friend and then I passed out, that was not a good thing to do, Christian freaked as my bloody head hit the porcelain and hard too.

"Ouch the motherfucker hurt me." I knew that hurt, I heard the thud as my head hit the rim of the seat. "Christian, my head hurts." He was there in a flash and inspected the damage; he ran to the medicine cabinet and fetched a tube of boo-boo cream, his mothers Arnica swear by all!

"Ana, fuck me that had to hurt, I'm sorry I was running a bath, here let's get you cleaned up, mom's on her way."

"Christian, I have a cold coming on, I have a fever, and no not hay fever, cancel her coming out Christian, she needs her rest too."

"She is already coming she has food, you didn't eat and she was worried about you!"

"I didn't feel great and adding food into the mix wasn't a great idea. I hate being sick, I'm a crap patient."

"I noticed Baby, here get in and have a quick bath, allow me to help you!" I so wanted to say stop but I didn't have the energy. He will win this war, besides he's good at soothing away my troubles. I am stripped and placed in the tub, the tub which smells of lavender and eucalyptus oils, and I let out a loud murmur of appreciation as my tired body hits the bubbles and the hot water.

"Christian this is so relaxing, I hate being ill, oh yes, the water feels so calming."

"Let me try to relax you more Baby."

"Christian, I am not in the mood for sex!"

"No, but I am! They do say you need to sweat out a cold, I could get you all hot and sweaty Baby, really sweaty!"

"I bet you could, Christian Grey. I'm sure you can do lots of things, making me feel better with sex and that body, at this moment in time, isn't one of them!"

"Wanna bet?"

"Nope, I see the look, what are you doing with that sponge?"

"Why, I'm getting you clean Mrs Grey." He squirted some lavender bath oils on the sponge, and just to prove me wrong he damn well made me feel better. How the hell can I feel so crap, but in the same breath feel so good? His hand held the sponge and washed me gently, nope even he couldn't be that good with just a sponge? I lie back as he washes and yep this is so nice. He glides the sponge over my body, taking particular care of the breast areas, he washes my belly and as he moves lower I give up trying to resist, and enjoy being ill for the first time ever.

"Is that good baby? Here you need your hu-hu washing." I am by now either having an orgasm overload or this cold has made my head all mushy, my words are gibberish and my body a hot steamy mess.

"I'm coming again Christian, please don't stop. I need you in here with me please?"

"Your wish is my command." He stripped out of what little clothing he did still have on, and as he sat behind me, I felt the hardness of his erection; I lay back against his chest as his arms came around my front and that sponge continues its onslaught. I may be hot and sweaty, in the minty steamed bathroom, but I needed my man and now. I turned around sending a shower of water over the bath and without thinking; I sat on his dick, and let out a slow and guttural cry of 'oh fuck yes!'

"Ana, yes that's the way, here let me help you." He held my waist and helped me rise and fall upon him. "We have to be quick my mother is coming. Oh hell Baby so, am, fucking, I! Ana, yes Baby, yes what the hell are you doing to me?"

"My Kegal exercises, are they working?" I knew they were, because as I tightened around him and relaxed repeatedly, he gasped and held the side of the tub. I continued the tightening and the relaxing technique. Then I began the slow swirling of my hips, the three things made him grab the bath side hard, and his knuckles were now white, as he fought hard against coming, he fought so damned hard, but to hasten his finish, I suckled on his nipple and as I did, he began bucking hard under me. I ground down on him, and got my own release, I also got a little cocky and I began telling him what I wanted him to do and all whilst I still had him clamped hard inside me.

"Come for me Christian, come for me now." I bounced on his dick like I was in a bad porn movie, clenching the walls of my vir-jay-jay against his hard member. "Come Christian Trevelyan Grey and come for me now..."

"Fuck me Ana, fuck me yes Baby, yes anything for you, do that again grab me, fuck that's so nice again, do it again Ana now, I wanna come, I need to come." He kissed my breasts hard and as he did I felt his hot seed within me, wow and then as he held me on him hard I too came again as my spot was massaged against his dick. I held him tightly as I sort of went a little wonky; yeah wonky was a good word for it, I think I passed out, because when I came around I was being helped out of the bath.

"What happened then Christian, why did I pass out again?"

"I can't swear to know this is what happened, but you passed out as you made yourself come on top of me, well that's what you said you'd done, you shouted fuck me, kill me now and passed out. Very arousing Mrs Grey, you need to get ill more often!"

"Really, that was so good husband; you may have made me feel a little better." Then I sneezed and shot snot all over him, opps!

"It's a good job bodily fluids don't gross me out Anastasia!"

"Opps sorry, I think you managed to sweat out a little of my cold."

"I aim to please Mrs Grey, I fucking aim to please!"

"Ten chitties in the jar, I am keeping count!" He dried me and that was just as good as the bath time romp we had, I need to do that again, then I begin coughing and snotting, how the hell had I got so sick from flu? I was bathed and changed when Grace came into our room. She wowed at the view out of the window and then smiled down at me as I hugged the pillow.

"He is over reacting as usual, I have a damn cold, I'm sorry Grace, I didn't ask him to call, he's just so..."

"...Protective. I know. I'm here now and with food, Charles my driver is waiting, Carrick wants some ice cream, so I was coming out anyway."

"We have a tonne of it in the freezer help yourself, I went through a few days of just eating ice cream, you name it, we've got it, we have the whole ice cream aisle in the freezer, once I bought it, I didn't like it." Her face was beaming and the smile seemed a little too joyous, but why?

"Ana, are you saying you are having cravings?" Shit, I couldn't tell her Christian uses my body as an ice cream sundae. "Are you pregnant?" Oh hell, there is the reason for the smile.

"What, no. Oh god no! I had the starting of a sore throat, and it was all I could get down, that's why I struggled with dinner. I'm sorry, I should have said. Crap, don't say that Grace, Christian nearly passed out then." I smile and mouth sorry to him as he leans against the wall for some much needed support.

"Mom, I told you Ana and I are having a couple of years of just we time. I know it's damn selfish of us, but it's not like we had the traditional, get to know you relationship first!" I smiled and agreed with him. He was so pale, bless him he looked relieved.

"Okay, but I do want a bushel of babies and you two will make beautiful babies, one day."

"One day Grace you will have grandchildren, but I had a clear test result back, two weeks ago and had another shot, so unless he has super thingies, you are not getting them anytime soon, sorry!" She took my temperature and concurred I had the start of a cold coming and a sore throat and my glands were up.

"Take Tylenol and drink plenty of orange juice and water, you should be fine, give the kissing a miss, unless you want to catch Ana's cold Christian. Call me if it gets worse, thin soups and juice and you should be fine." I waved as Christian showed out his Mom.

C POV:

"Thank you Mother, so she's going to be fine? I am allowed to be worried about her, she is my wife."

"Yes she's fine you worry wart you, here the foods here from the 'none party'. I will grab some ice cream Ana says you have quite the stash. This house is beautiful, so homely and nice, did Ana decorate?" I look around and yep we have more Pottery Barn in here, but it does look very homely. I must hide the barn book or whilst ill she will have more fake antiques in here, she could buy the real thing, but I am not arguing with her this is our home after all. Escala was I have found since being here, and extension of my work life and where I played at being god in the playroom. It was as sterile and as boring as I was, I'm think I am becoming a better man!

"Yes mother, she didn't want it as clinical as the art gallery I called Escala." It is far from clinical, it is warm and inviting, our home and I am having a sappy moment. "Mom, are you all right planning the wedding? I mean you are working so hard at the hospital and Gran seems to be acting up! We can get a wedding planner in?"

"No, no I want to do this and Mia seems to need to do it and Granny, well she loves you two to death. Talking of death, I could have throttled her and Elliot. I swear they are related, and are hiding it from me; what the hell must Karen think of us? Two minutes married and she was twinkling with my mother, really! She passed all the physicals I took her to, I was convinced she had early onset senility Christian. Ana loves her; she always did when she was little. Oh heck I still cannot believe you married Annie, Raymond Steele's Annie." My mother is crying again, damn we messed up not having the big hat do she wanted for her son's. Still she has Mia's big day to look forward to!

"How was she when we left?"

"She was last heard snoring, so your grandfather was grabbing some guy time with Elliot and your dad. I didn't dare ask what they had been up to, but he was smiling." I cringe, what is it with my elders, and their apparent need to share their sex lives, all of a sudden? I laugh as mom looks at Ana's stash of Ben and Jerry's, opps there is no vanilla or Cherry Garcia left. I had myself an Ana sundae for an after dinner treat, on more than one occasion too.

"Homely and perfect, I have to grab some of these ice cream. She wasn't kidding, she has the whole store in here, are these okay, the Banana Cream Pie and the Chubby Hubby, really where do they think of these names? I can't even remember the last time your father ate, or asked for ice cream! Well I have to be going, before this melts and thank you, see she rests please. Ring if you need me, goodnight Christian." I do know why he is having the damned ice cream though. He was listening to me give laundry advise to Elliot, who had got oil stains on his brand new cotton sheets. He wanted my advice on getting it out, "what am I, a laundry expert?" I said, "Gail does my sheets, ask her!" I shrugged my shoulders and told him to try ice cream, as it washes out better, and not to use chocolate ice cream, unless he has a Gail...

I kiss my mother and wave as Charles her driver waits patiently for her. I see them off and head in to see to my wife's needs, obviously being a selfish bastard, I wanted more hot and passionate sex again, that was just because of thinking of those Ana sundaes again, but as I get back in to the bedroom she is out for the count. I tuck her in kiss her head and go to the office to do some work, I have a few days to catch up on, and I will be stopping and working from home, if Ana is unwell. It threw me when Mom asked was Ana pregnant! Did I want that for us? I shivered at the thought, but it's something I, sorry, we will have to get used to, the constant questions about when are we going to start a family, have we not done that already?

I know she wants more children, especially after Hope, but for now she is still young and we are very busy being newly-weds and running businesses. Something I still need to broach with Ana, taking over the hotels, she did so well with those at AS Corp. Plus we still need a damned corporate name for the hotel chain, as Grey Hotels doesn't sound like a pleasant five star hotel! My phone buzzes and I see Barney's name on the screen.

"Hello Barney, have you got good news for me?"

"I may have depending on what you know?"

"Fire away then and tell me what you have found out!"

"Do you know a Heidi Woss?" I ummed, the name seemed familiar and I know I know it somehow, but right now, nope I don't.

"Give me a clue then Barney, I know a lot of people and see a lot of names in any one given day? An address may help or more facts, that I know you have! Are you cushioning a blow, have you found out that its one of the other eight subs?"

"No, does New Jersey ring a bell?" The Pauls lived there.

"Gimmy a clue, I know the Pauls lived there for a while before their death, speaking of which I will be soon, if you drag this out!"

"Ouch I am offended indeed, you need to work on that ole patience thing you ain't yet acquired Boss!" I laugh, because he has a point. "As you know last week I had to scan all the boxes because of something that little wife of yours thought of the paper trail, anyhow, opps I got another grey hair Grey, so you own me!" I yawn...

"Is this going anywhere Barney, I know you are tired and I do appreciate everything you and your team do for me, thank you before I forget or die of old age?"

"Her name was in one of the letters to Trinity Lowe, your Aunt?" I know who my Aunt is!

"Yes, from my mother I remember asking them to send you or Andrea out the files to scan; did they send you the lot?"

"They did and I have spent hours going over them, she was fastidious, good word that Boss, fastidious..."

"A faster idiot is what you really need to be Barney..."

"Ouch, cranky, anyhow I scanned the letters too and everything Ana sent us, and she said I was to call her Ana, Boss!" I cough. "Are you in need of throat lozenges Boss?" I laugh. "So, Heidi Woss, hold on to your knickers Boss. She was your moms best friend from home or so the letter said, but in reality, she was way more than that. I did some digging, and they were raised together on a Mormon commune in Utah. Ella Morgan, Jennifer Lowe, or Aneka Woss, take your pick! Your mother ran away from an arranged marriage, at just sixteen, and she was Heidi's half sister, who ran ten years later when faced with the same dilemma, though she was nineteen when her father was marrying her off, she must have sought out your mother or your mother sought her out, who knows? Anyhow, they shared the same father! Who is still alive is a polygamist Mormon and has six wives and at the last count thirty, something kids. Grandkid numbers have hit the low hundred mark.

They both ran away and were both reported missing, I have the reports here, somehow your mother changed her name, and well she met and married your father somewhere along the line and it seems got good at running and changing her name. Your Aunt met an Italian mob man and was his girl for a long time, somewhere their paths crossed again and well you will have to ask how they met up because Heidi never changed her name, which is why I could chase her easily, plus she's in the system good and proper. She too just left, not wanting to marry, and she never went back, from what I can see, they cut ties with her after she went to prison."

"What the fuck? I have an aunt, who has been in the pokey?"

"You have several Aunts and Uncles at least thirty of the little fornicating rabbits, and yep one jail bird, the rest are clean living sex freaks, see you do have a bond with your past." I felt a laugh coming on, if Barney wasn't my oldest friend, he'd be gone for that comment, but heck, he knows me warts, Submissive and Dom an all. I now feel so strange, shit I was an orphan at four and alone, and at thirty two, and I am now drowning in uncles, aunts, and cousins! Shit this is too fucking much to hear. I, it seems have a grandfather and a grandmother, err times six, they share the same husband, I guess they share children, in their commune? I sit down and put Barney on speaker.

"Barney, if she was helping my mother, why did she not get her and me out of there and away from the drugs?"

"She was arrested for drugs possession, and was thrown into prison, she served three years and when she got out she went back to her boyfriend, one mob boss called Joseph Renzulli and they married a short time after her release, they were married some twenty odd years before he died. She spent a fortune looking for you and your siblings. You will have to ask her when you got to her, I bet your there in the morning right?"

"Did he get shot, or the horses head in the bed gave him a heart attack? That's all I need a mob boss as an uncle, crap are you filming this as a wind up Barnacle Barney 'cos if you are, I am shaving you bald and tying you to the front of GEH and you will be butt naked!" I look around and wave at the camera! "Ana is ill or yeah I would be going to sort this shit out like yesterday."

"It's not a wind up, but hell you have got to let me write the fucking book on your life Boss. No, nothing so garish, he died when he was fishing, he had a heart attack landing a Merlin, the fish won that day, and excuse the pun, but he was sleeping with the fishes before they got back to port! She was apparently left a lot of money, and she dotes on Emma, as she had no children of her own. She sees her every other day, and has partitioned for her to be released into her care, but alas, they deny her appeals, because of her record, she is though a proven blood relative, the hospital records have proved that, so it looks like that's an easy solve of that damn mystery.

Is Ana okay; she was a little horse this morning, when she came in and went all bossy on our arses? She is one sharp woman, her logic is spot on Boss Man, but she is so crap with computers. She even bought us gifts of sustenance to help in our guests to put the faux nun in her rightful place, she is a nice Boss Lady, and I like her!" I smile, as Barney doesn't take to strangers, not like he has with Ana, she has charmed my computer genius with cup cakes and promises and that fucking smile of hers I swear it gets her everything she wants and more...

"I do too. So I now have to go see Miss Woss then, wow she did time, shit I have a convict for an aunt, how am I going to live that down with Elliot?" He laughs as I bang my head on the desk. Crap, I am a related to Mormons, mobsters and a jail bird...

"She was set up, from reading the court reports, the drugs were in the car she and Joe were in, and she took the blame for them. The general opinion of the police officers were that they were his drugs and they were going to a do a deal, but she confessed to them being hers and for personal use! However, there was too much taken from her purse for personal use, and it was classed as intent to supply! He walked on the drug possession charges, as they were found in her bag, but they were in his car. She may have been getting them for her sister, your mother?" Drugs again, is there no end to their involvement in my early life.

"Shit, what did she do to save my dammed mother?"

"She saved her boyfriend first and foremost and from doing some serious time. Was your mom even hooked on drugs when this Woss woman helped them to move when you were two and a bit?"

"I don't know, but there's only one way of finding out isn't there, we ask her. Thanks Barnacle Barney. I have a gift for you too, though it's not cupcakes and muffins, it's a trip to Edinburgh and London and two murder mystery gigs, all expenses paid and you may take the rest of the Scooby team too, and Destiney of course. They were running them when I attended a business meeting there, and I thought of you, let me know when you want to go and we will ready the jet!"

"I guess hard work does reap some rewards, gheeze you're a swell Boss. I like whatever that little lady is doing to you, this place is becoming a great place to work and I had one Barnacle on my ass, am I ever going to live down that fucking leach that ass Jobson left on my backside for giving him straight C's instead of A's, the fucker should have paid his bill?" I laughed and remembered that day so well, and him having to ask me to look at his ass, as it felt funny! I thought he was being an ass, excuse the pun, and when he dropped his trousers, it was there and as big as my thumb. The fucker didn't want to leave his fat ass, and I had to apply salt to get it off, so hence the name Barnacle Barney!

"Wasn't it always a good place to work, and it was funny, not your ass, the damn leach?"

"Hell no, you're a cranky bastard do your other minions not tell you this? I wish that name to be between you and I Boss Man, or I can show Mrs Gray some photos of you making out with a statue in the university grounds, as drunk as a skunk." Oh and he has more I guess, okay he wins, and I hold up my hands, though he cannot see me.

"Nope, they value their jobs, unlike you Barney. If you weren't my oldest friend, you'd be... Where would you be?"

"In some old spooky castle, chasing ghosts and relaxing! I do this because it's fun, I do this because it's never dull and no two days are ever the same, my days and nights are hectic, and are always insane, pretty much most of the time and you let's not get started on about you, Boss! Anyway, I have sent you an email with everything in it and more, addresses and information on her and the commune! Go see to your wife, it's like four in the morning. Let me know who else is on the hit list I'm twiddling my thumbs now!"

"Will do, it won't be quiet long Barney. Get your numbers together and let Andrea know and the jet will be waiting." He laughed and ended the call. I feel really odd, I am now drowning in fucking relatives and I'm a Mormon, fuck me on a Sunday, sheisk do they fuck on a Sunday, or was that his day of rest? I go to bed and my angel is fast asleep and snoring, I undress and climb in bed as I do she wakes and starts puking again, great no rest for the wicked would be Mormon, sheisk one wife is more than I can handle, let alone all those damned kids... This tale will wait for the morning, for now I am on puke cleaning and husband of the year duties, someone has to do it!

so how is the family going to take the news he has more relatives than he can shake a stick at? I can see Granny T liking this and Elliot of course... Bye and thanks for sticking with me flood warning over for now lol !