This story is nowt like fifty shades; I just purloined E.L. James's characters, buildings and some of her other stuff...
Dreaming of Chocolate and Grey:
Chapter 38:
The immovable Mr Grey, and the zombies:
I saw Ana watching us talk, and wonder how much she heard. My parents are here and she is there. so where are our security? She looks so uneasy and she is swaying.
"Papa, Papa, go and get her please, before..." It was too late, she hit the floor and from the sound of it, she hit it hard. "Mom, Papa..." I can't damn well move. Papa goes for my wife and brings her in and Mom checks her over and as Ana wakes, she looks as mad as hell, what did I do?
"Ana, are you okay Baby?"
"Baby? What baby?" She sits up suddenly. I remember I mentioned Christian.
"It's a term of endearment, our term of endearment."
"No, no you said I had a baby, we had a baby? I mean I know I am not eighteen, I looked in the mirror, so I know I am older than I was before this happened. Grace my head aches!" She holds her head.
"Mom, is she alright?"
"Yes, and this is why they were easing her into her true reality. This is too much Christian, too much too soon."
"I didn't know she was there until after I spilled forth my worries about my wife."
"We are married?" She looks at her finger and smiles. "No shitting me?" Gone the woman I married the mature and strong business woman and here in her place is the annoying Ana from Otter Island. I grin as she admires the rock and the band.
"Yes we are married; in fact we have been married a week, a whole week. Mom, Papa can you leave us alone for a while?"
"Ana needs to be resting." Mom tells me.
"No, what Ana needs is a reality check and I need to know who I am or who I have become. Wow that was very grown up of me." I smile as my parents leave. "So, when did I win you over Christian? I am sure it wasn't the night you arrived at the island?"
"Ana, what do you remember?"
"Erm you arriving drunk? Then I woke up here in a bed. Nothing more than that."
"Crap, you heard me say your grandparents are all dead though?"
"Yes, I should have figured it was bad, because Nonna would have been the first one at my bedside. I mean I woke to find my mother at my bedside and yours. I mean that was very Twilight zone-ish."
"So let me explain some of the things that have happened in the past few years. Make yourself comfortable."
"Okay, I mean I think it's going to be okay, right?" I nod my head. "Shoot, and don't hold anything back, I will expect tears will be shed right?" I nod again. "What is the matter with you?"
"I was shot as I tried to protect you, I had a bullet removed from my back, and it missed my spine by mere millimetres."
"Can you wiggle your toes?" I do and she smiles. "Good, you will be fine. Now explain everything the others are too afraid to tell me, start with Otter island and work forward. I mean have we been together since that night?"
"No, we parted ways that night for seven years..." I tell her everything I know to be true, which was a lot harder than I thought it would be. We had to stop several times for her and I to just catch our breath, wipe our eyes and just try to figure our shit out. The day passes and we are visited by doctors nurses and relatives, they are sent away. Ana is handling this very well. I am doing this right I think? Taylor brings in lunch. He is very annoyed at how she slipped away from their watchful eyes. He, like the rest of the relatives is worried about Ana. I think we are in a good place. We finished lunch, which was ate in silence, but our eyes kept returning to watch each other. My heart is beating fast. Lunch is finished, snacks and tea are drank, dinner is served, all as the world continues to turn and questions are asked and answered. Mom comes in as Ana finally falls asleep.
"How did it go?"
"It was very interesting, I mean I had to do what Ana did not too long ago and it was not a nice thing to have to tell her."
"About the baby?"
"Yes, I mean Mom it was really hard and I don't know how she managed it. I was in pieces. Literal pieces Mom." I then talk to Mom about it and our future, I am not giving up on her getting her memories back, she has too, to make this whole shit storm better. I have been given a clean slate but I don't want that, we need the missing bits back, they are needed all of them the good the bad and the indifferent. My mother leaves when she has her hug, Ana wakes as she leaves and as she does, another damned doctor comes in and asks Ana to leave.
"Why?" I ask.
"Mr Grey we have to run some tests, tests which may cause you some pain and one or two could be a little personal. We would have done them earlier, but you didn't seem to want the intrusion."
"I don't want it now, and my wife here has seen the junk if that's what you were getting at?" He grimaces. Okay a little near the knuckle, but I don't care much for their intrusion. Ana smiles.
"As much as I may have seen the junk, I think in this instant I will do as they ask. You shut up and get yourself sorted out, Mr Grey. Oh and doctor, his junks working just fine." She says as she walks out of the door, fuck me did she just tell the doctor she saw my rising problem? She grins as she heads out of the door, of course she did. Sawyer follows her and they laugh and joke about something and I wonder what the hell is going on between them? The doctor inspects my back, pricks my damned feet and obviously has no need to see to my nether regions, as I insisted the damned tube was taken out of my dick when I woke up. I must admit it was a lot harder pissing in that damned bed pan thing than through the catheter. Ana turned her head when I did use the damned thing. He leaves me and tells me I am better than I should be; why though eludes me, because I feel like a wrecking ball hit me in my kidneys. Taylor comes in with an envelope, when the doc and his crew leave...
"What is this?"
"My letter of resignation."
"WHAT, WHY WOULD YOU FUCKING WANT TO LEAVE ME?" I shout.
"Sir, I fucked up, I didn't cover the route, I didn't find Ms Williams, someone in my team told Ms Williams when we were leaving and I cannot find the leak. I failed to protect Mrs Grey."
"You did everything you could; we were the ones insisting we used that damned sports car. Speaking of the damned car, did you get the other passengers out of it?"
"They are back at the house. In Mrs Greys study." I rip up the damned letter. "Sir?"
"Leila Williams avoided a lot of people and was able to get up close because she was good at it. Shooting Ana was something you couldn't help, it happened too quickly for you to get out of the damned car. Had Luke not acted as he did, he too would have been too late. Should he be fired too?"
"No, he did his job."
"You did too. Now, how is Sawyer working out?"
"He is more than capable of being Mrs Grey's CPO. He is attentive and he is focused on just her. His relationship with Holly Wolfenden will not affect his role as body guard. He is able to separate the two roles, and he seems to be very keen to take their friendship further, as does she." He saw my jealousy. He knew what I was really asking.
"Where are they now?"
"In Mrs Grey's room, she is tired and is sleeping." I didn't like the fact that she was so far away from me. "She will be discharged tomorrow. You however will be here for a couple of weeks more."
"Like hell I will. I need to get back. I have a company to run."
"Which you can run from your bed here, should the need arise Christian Grey..." My mother snuck back in. "How was Ana really? Carla and I saw she was sleeping."
"She is confused and desperately wants the missing bits of her life back. She handled the deaths of her friends, relatives and our son very well considering. So Mom, why do I have to stop here, I can wiggle my toes, I am able to feel a prick on both of my feet, I am sore yes, but not disabled and if needs be I can sleep in a bed in Seattle just as easy as one here in Los Angeles."
"We can look into a medical evacuation to Seattle at the end of the week, your spinal injury Christian is cause for concern."
"I am fine."
"Yes, whilst lain down, and immobilised by the drugs."
"I told the doctor the last one was the last one. I can make do with pain killers. I can even make do with a chair to get around in, what I won't do is stay here strapped to this damned bed. Mother I have a plane, I have staff and I can afford a nurse to stay with us should my mother not want to help me get home?"
"Christian, you are being very ornery; does Ana even want to go to Seattle? She has a lot to sort out, both personally and legally in her own life. She is eighteen in her head and hasn't a clue as to what happened to her for the past seven years. Despite you telling her of her past, she still does not understand the enormity of it all."
"I have to hope as my wife, either eighteen in the head or not, legally is my responsibility, as I am her husband? As to her family, they would never rob her of her business, far from it, if they are as good and as loving as they seem to be, they will look out for the business, until she can take it back, or gets back her memory. Ethan will see to it that her financial ass is covered, so to speak, and as she is my wife I will make sure she has anything else covered, until such time, all she has to worry about is recovering. Now, can you please make the move to Seattle possible or not?"
"I would prefer not, but you will only get someone to do your bidding. I will ask. Anything else?"
"Yes we need to get her families ashes buried in the family plot in London. I have no clue as to if ashes start to smell or go off?" My mother laughs. "Why pray tell are you laughing?"
"Off? They are in sealed urns, they are in another casket sealed for customs and ashes do not smell. I would think the people you hired cleaned them before they sealed them?" How the fuck do I know these things?
"Okay, so how long before I can take her to lay them to rest with her?"
"A couple of months. You are not fit enough to fly that distance, we may struggle with getting you to Seattle. She can always go with her family Christian."
"I am her family Mom. They are being placed with our son, I want to be there."
"Well use that to get through your physical therapy."
"I will then."
"You are going to live at Escala?"
"For now, yes, why?"
"No reason. Other than the many levels. You could come and live with us? Just until you are better able to handle the steps?" My mother the worrier.
"I have staff and I have ways of making Escala work, but thank you, I will take it under consideration." She smiles kisses my head and leaves. Hopefully to get me out of here with Ana. I hate being away from her. I try to rest but can't, despite saying I was fine, I ache and I am in pain, my back is on the scale of one to ten, hitting at least a fifteen. I close my eyes and try to get comfortable. I fail. I am about to press for assistance when Ana's head peeps around the door.
"Can I come in?"
"You don't have to ask Ana. Yes come in."
"I couldn't sleep; my head is in such a confused mess. I tried to sleep Christian, really I did, but I woke up crying. I don't know how to deal with all this confusion."
"Confusion?"
"Yes, confusion. I mean here in my head I am the girl who wanted you anyway I could. I remember getting the dress, I remember getting my hair done, and I even remember getting the lady garden waxed. Yet I can't remember succeeding in getting you into my bed."
"That makes two of us Ana, and for the first time we are on an even keel there."
"A sailing neology?"
"You sail Ana."
"I do?"
"You do."
"Okay... I sail, what else do I do apart from create chocolates?"
"You do a lot of things Ana." I will forgo the Satin and Steel business she has and stick to the things she would have done back then.
"Can I get on the bed with you, if I am careful? It sounds silly but I think I sleep better?"
"I know I sleep better Ana." She takes of her slippers and I peel back the cover, she gets in at my side very gingerly. "Are you comfortable Baby?"
"I feel odd, but yes I don't need a lot of room."
"Odd, how?"
"You know here in my head, I am still stalking you like a nutter, and now we it seems are married, we are going to be okay though, yes?"
"Yes, I know we didn't say in sickness and in health, but I did promise before Frank Sinatra and him up there to keep you under my skin."
"Erk... We were married by Frank Sinatra? Really as in a joke?"
"No we wanted Elvis, but we ended up with Frank..."
"Okay and you kept your face straight so I guess it was true. I like my rings."
"I am glad you like them, I was only responsible for the engagement ring, because your mother gave us hers and your fathers wedding rings to wear."
"Hu? My parents were married?" I fucked up again...
"Sorry, I guess that shocked you?"
"A little, but I guess that's why I want my damned foggy head to clear. What else is waiting for someone to drop on me?"
"Nonno and Nonna were not your grandparents?"
"Shut the fuck up, really?" My mouth needs to shut up. "Explain that one then?" I shuffle and wince, "Are you in pain?"
"A little, now where were we?" She snuggled in and I held her to me. She was asleep before I got half way into the tale of her great uncle being her mother's birth father. I too fell asleep, the pain eased with having her by my side.
I wake early Ana is startled as my hand squeezes hers. I couldn't help it but she fell off the fucking bed... I couldn't twist to catch her before she hit the damned floor, again.
"Ana, Ana for god's sake Ana..."
"Stop your bloody hollering, where the fuck are we?" I try to peer over the edge of the bed. "What are you in a hospital bed for and why are we not in London?"
"Ana..."
"Yes Christian?"
"How old are you?"
"I am as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth, why? You should never ask a lady her age you know."
"Ana how old are you?"
"Are you saying I am not a lady?"
"Ana..."
"Oh god, you know how old I am we have just had my damned birthday. I was twenty five a couple of days ago? The day after we got married, why?"
"So you don't remember losing your memory?"
"No, I mean I did?"
"You did, you were eighteen and the last thing you remembered was that night at the castle in the snow."
"I was eighteen, we were at the castle and it was the night I made you take my virginity, now was this pre you and I doing the do, or after?"
"Pre, why?" She laughs.
"No reason, so why did I lose my memory and are you on drugs and you are the one who lost your memory, though I cannot remember how we got here and why we are here, so explain why I have not got my own bed, how I lost my marbles and for how long, and why I am on my bum here in your room, and you are in bed up there?" She gets up and leans over me, kisses me and inspects me.
"Ana, do you remember Christian?"
"Yes, our son. Why?"
"You didn't remember him yesterday."
"I didn't?"
"You didn't remember us having sex Ana."
"Oh, oh I mean oh god. How could I forget that?"
"You knocked your head; you have seven stitches in your head and were out of it a few days."
"Oh hell, we were in a traffic accident, no we were pushed off the road, a car, I was shot, your ex shot me, that bitch shot me."
"She did, what else do you remember?"
"You screaming no."
"Ana, I love you."
"Okay, I am or I was in your bed before you tipped me out, so was the forgetful Ana hoping to make that sex thing happen last night?" I laugh.
"No, we were just not able to sleep without each other. How's the head, it hurt last night."
"It did? I will take your word for it, but it has a dull throbbing within it now. Now tell me why you are wincing, are you in pain and what happened to you for you to end up in that bed?"
"I got shot when Leila shot you again I dove in front of you and she shot me in the back."
"I hope they are keeping her locked up this time Grey, because if you have her in some cushy clinic we are through."
"She was shot. Holly or Luke shot her, each fired a kill shot."
"Good, so what is the damage done to you then?"
"She missed my spine by a few millimetres, had she been any closer and the chances are I would be dead or paralyzed." I rang the buzzer thing for the doctor, I need her checking over and I call Taylor. He comes in before the nurse.
"Taylor how the hell did he get shot, I thought you were carrying?" He grins as my wife gets up and in his face...
"Mrs Grey, you have your memory back?"
"I would seem I do, so why was he shot and how did the lunatic get so damned close to us?" The nurse comes in. "My husband here the new Dr Grey, wishes for his wife, me Mrs Grey, to have all manner of tests and instruments used to see why have my memory back. It would seem I banged my head as I fell out of bed a moment or two ago and last night I had a really bad headache, perhaps the two things worked together? I think he needs me scanned prodded, x-rayed and whatever else he needs to get his darned answers."
"My wife, this time is quite correct, she lost her memory and it is back as quickly as it disappeared."
"I will get your doctor to come and speak to you." She disappears. Am I that scary?
"Mr Taylor, how did she get close?"
"I don't know? The route and time we were leaving were strictly need to know. Security and Stephan were the only ones told. I would hate to think any of the security gave her the information."
"Okay and she is definitely dead?"
"Yes, and it seems the kill shot came from Holly. Sawyers was a close second."
"Good I have Bonnie and Clyde watching my ass then. Now, I have plans to make. We need to get you a male physio and I need to bury my relatives before they start to whiff..." I laugh so hard I swear I nearly put myself in back in the O.R.! "What, are you mocking the dead relatives Mr Grey, because that would put you on my shit list?"
"I said the same thing to Mom last night. Apparently they are good for a while. Great minds Ana."
"Well it's not like I can leave you, the invalid, especially as you saved my life now can I?"
"You could work on setting up your Seattle head office?"
"I could, yes I could. How do we get you home then?"
"Mom is working on that problem too. Now Taylor can you have Gail get all Ana's favourites in at home."
"Sir..." He leaves us to it, but as he leaves Ray arrives with the youngest of her cousins. Freddy and one of the older ones, Marco Junior, the others it seems are packing to go back to work or back home to run the farm. Freddy ends up on the bed and is poking my leg.
"Mr Christian..."
"Yes Freddy..." I say as the cute kid pokes me again. Charming kids, I may be changing my mind about having boys right now.
"Did that lady really get shot and did her brains really go all mushy Marco said they did, she is a dead zombie and was taken out of the game by Holly, like pow, one shot?" I cringe, did they see her die? "She was nice, but whacky, she gave me a sucker and she patted my head like I had nits or like I was a dog, with nits and I am too old for a sucker I told her no thanks lady. I got a sticker from the dentist look, I am seven and too old for a smiling tooth, see I got a sticker today Mr Christian?" He is so like Ana. off with the fucking fairies and has several tales to tell at the same time.
"She did what?" Ana asks.
"She didn't knock my tooth out, no that was him, Marco and a bat." He point at the elder brother, who laughs. I stare this is a comedy of fucking errors. Who did what and why was he at the dentist?
"I told you to duck and you didn't." Marco the older of the two kids, is not looking too happy. "I am grounded because you didn't duck. I mean how that will work when we I go back to school, Dad?" He is at school, chocolate school with his twin, Santino the third, or as this family call him Turd! Charming family.
"I lost a tooth wanna see it?" He shows me a tooth and grins, fuck me he is missing both his damned teeth, he looks odd. I smile and give him back the front incisor and wipe my hand on the bed sheet. Ana smiles.
"The lady who got shot. Freddy, what did the lady who got shot say and do and where was she when she said it?" Ana asks very calmly.
"Nothing, well she was in Thippy's house looking over the fence at things, you know the zombie lady? Marco said she was a zombie and they had to blow her brains out or she would eat you and Aunty Ana."
"Freddy try to think what the zombie lady said to you." She asks him again, with more patience than I have.
"She asked what all the fuss was about. So I told her we were going home, and I couldn't stop because we had to pack we were going soon, all of us. She gave me a sucker and said I was a good boy. She stared at you and Mr Christian and muttered swear words and called you Master Dark, I told her you were Mr Christian not dark and to leave before the dogs came and ate her, she said she was their dog walker and they did as she told them or got punished, she laughed and talked to someone else about whipping the poor dog, she said the bitch was gonna get it and she is the nicest of Thippie's god dogs too."
"Who else was there with the zombie lady?" I asked. Losing it as I am, the will to have kids of any kind is now crossing my mind, a little too late, but they are hard work the older they get, it seems?
"Who, the lady who had mushed brains Mr Christian?" Why the hell is this like pulling teeth?
"Yes the zombie lady. What did she do next Freddy?" He shrugged his shoulders.
"She said she needed to see you dead Aunty Ana, did she want to make you a zombie too, and is she gonna still be a zombie or is she really dead? Marco said she would come for me in my sleep, but Holly mushed her brains, so is she dead or what?" What the fuck does Ray let his boys watch? He shrugs his shoulders.
"He has older brother's, and so shoot me the younger ones, they watch all sorts of shit."
"Uncle Ray, he is seven..."
"I like them, zombies they are cool and I love Walking Dead. I like Negan and Lucille, it's his weapon. I tried to wrap wire around my bat, but Marco or the Turd told Mamma and she told Papa and he burnt my Lucille and said I can't have another one, because I hit Marco in the balls with it, it was funny, but I did it by mistake, he cried like a wuss and so did Papa when I whacked Papa's baby maker with Lucille, to show him it didn't hurt. It did 'cos he cried a lot, they both did." I am lost now, who the fuck are these two, more Italian relatives and why would they beat the crap out of each other with bats, wrapped in wire? I mean I hit Lelliot a few times with my old slugger, yeah okay, I may have walloped my brother a time or two with his own baseball bat, charming well adjusted boy that I was, those were mad times for me, I was a spotty prepubescent boy and damned handy with a bat?
"Uncle Ray, he is a barbaric beast and you let Little Freddy emulate a killer..." Ana says. I still don't know who the fuck they are talking about, because try as I might, I still haven't got the names of the rest of this family etched in my brains, just yet!
"What it's not real, they watch it when I am out working, their mom needs all the peace they give her, when she can get it and that games system gives her peace from a house full of rowdy Italian boys and I took the bat off him when he hit my knackers, and one of the other brainless kids I seem to have produced... Now Ana, I thought you were the sulky teenager again, or did the other pain in my butt, Brother Marco, in my life get that wrong?"
"I was a little troubled with a few memory glitches. I am fine now; my brain seems to have self righted itself."
"Aunty Ana, are you a zombie, do we have to shoot you in the brain or get Holly to shoot you too?" She laughs and I am shocked.
"God no Freddy. Marco, as old as you are you know the younger of your brothers and especially Freddy here, are not to watch blood and gore shows and definitely not walking dead okay?" My wife is back though this walking dead is a mystery? Is it an Australian thing, with a zombie attachment? I watch as the cousins, including my wife, get a little heated, I just want to know about fucking Leila, before my head explodes.
"You suck Aunty Ana." I grin, because she does that very well, I think but I do not say, and as if by magic she whacks my leg damned hard.
"Tell Aunty Ana about the crazy lady Freddy." Ray tells him.
"I did, she watched you from Thippy's house and then she watched you from across the road in her car and she was always talking to her friend about you and Aunty Ana."
"What friend?"
"I don't know, he was her master and I didn't see him. Was he like my friend Egor, the egg monster Papa?" I stare. This is making my head explode. Marco shakes his head as he sees me frown.
"He had an invisible friend who ate all the eggs in the house. When really it was Freddy he liked to throw them at passing tour paying wine ladies, ladies who got drunk after visiting the farm." Marco smiles and they rough house Marco and Turd are the family snitches. I wonder if these kids are normal for D'Acciaio off spring, because if they are, we are adopting teenagers, girl teenagers...
"He did, I know you think it was me who threw the eggs but it was Egor not me. If it wasn't Egor then it was you Marco, or the Turd."
"Freddy the woman, the zombie woman, who was she?" Ana says, but not quite as calm as before.
"I told you everything, she was a zombie who watched you and she hated you Aunty Ana and she had a friend who I didn't see, she thought Mr Christian was Master Dark and she was not a nice lady, who I did not talk to, only to tell her we were going home and soon and I had to go pack my shit." So she got her information from this little guy, though his tale was filled with zombies and teeth and a bat called Lucy, we still do not know how Anthippi allowed her to be in her yard. "Oh and she was her new dog walker. For the dogs of the gods. They liked her. She liked them. They licked her a lot and she laughed. They don't mind zombies." Again with the damned zombies?
"Sorry I can see it was a mistake bringing these two in, we were visiting the dentist, apparently, Marco here the wiser elder brother, he was helping Freddie here rid himself of a loose tooth, he had wrapped string around several objects to get Freddy's loose tooth out, the bat was the last attempt at a dollar, and it ended up costing me four hundred when Marco hit Freddy in the face with the bat, it was apparently not meant to hit his tooth, face or anything else in the kitchen, but the idiot had it on elastic, it bounced of the kitchen cabinet, and you get the rest, the bat bounced back and hit Freddie here square in the mouth. Now we have given you a headache and a half. We will see you when you get out of here, though we have to be going home tomorrow, the guys need help at home and your cousins have to be back in school, we only stopped until you woke and you had the damned bullet removed, that the zombie lady fired at you."
"How old are you Uncle Ray?"
"Old enough to need my bed. Now, we are booked on the flight for the morning, will you be home or what, and when are we, you know, seeing to the olds?"
"Oh god, when Christian gets better we will go to London, unless you need it done now?"
"Nope, as far as I am concerned they are gone, where you put their ashes and when you do it is up to you. Carla and Sonny may want to be there, and Uncle Marco may want to you know do the whole weeping thing, but I am not that into what happens next. I want firing into space; I always wanted to be an astronaut, or a pilot. So remember me when my time is up and send me into space for some peace and quiet. Please?"
"Have lessons. I did. They were the best gift I ever gave myself." I say and mean it.
"I may do, especially if Mariah has another boy, I may need to escape if she wants another go at the girl child, my wife sexed me to death to get this latest blessing, but I love being a dad, all be it the guys drive me to taking long walks and working more hours on the vines than I need to, I love them all but christ she needs a girl to put in frocks and shit and give her a girly name like Alice or Emma, and this one we get to name, I won't miss Vita for poking her bib in, not this time, now we have to go, before they kill each other. Now, you know I love you Princess and if you need anything we can delay the flight home or come back, remember that okay?" I smile, but I know them well enough to know that he means it. They leave and not a moment too soon, because my head is throbbing like my back, it explains how Leila knew where we were and when we were leaving, but how did we miss the gods of war's dog walker? I wince again as the doctor comes in to see Ana.
"Mrs Grey, I do believe your memory has returned?"
"Yes, is that normal, I mean it just came back?"
"When?"
"I fell out of bed, or rather this lug pushed me out and I hit this bumpy bit on my head here and it hurt a little and I was back. I had a blinding headache last night too, it was excruciating really." He feels her head and checks her eyes and ears and does his test things, I want her t be in a machine and scanned from head to frigging toe, I want every bump and bruise noting and I want it now.
"It is not uncommon for another bang on the same part of the affected brain to kick start your remembering process, the brain is like a master computer and there is still lots we do not know, how is your head now?"
"It hurts, but not from the head injury, but from my cousins, they have just paid a visit to cheer us up."
"The little guy who I just passed?" We nod. "He is quite lively. Now I was going to send you for a CT scan, but unfortunately we cannot."
"Why, is it money, because I can afford it Doctor?" I tell him.
"No, nothing like that, it was why we didn't scan you before, because you are pregnant Mrs Grey. Have you not been told this already?" He reads his notes, "I see the problem, I am so sorry, it hasn't been entered on the records correctly, the blood works are here, but it wasn't inputted into the computer, I am so sorry. I will rectify that. Now we can do other tests if you want to get an accurate brain scan, but normally we do not do them more than we need to, and you had several of these tests done when you came in to us."
"No..." Ana says... "I am covered, I have this thing in my arm, and this is the best way of you know baby stopping, it failed, it didn't work, oh god really, I am, we are I mean we are really having a baby? How? I mean do not answer that, I know how, but wow really? What about the all the tests I have already had, I know I had an x-ray, I know Mum said you scanned me, is the baby okay or have you zapped him with radiation and crap, will he be okay, will he be safe, is he okay tell me, or has the damage been done doctor?"
"That implant, it must have ran out early of the baby stopping stuff. Very technical I know, but these things happen. Was it not planned the pregnancy?"
"Wow..." I say, shocked and stunned Ana sits and I cannot hug her as I wish. "Is she going to be okay, I mean without the CT scan and x-rays?"
"Yes, you will need to keep a close eye on her. If the headaches return or if she blacks out then we will risk another CT scan."
"How far along am I?"
"Not far, perhaps two weeks maybe three, Obstetrics is not my field of expertise, but it is very early days, I would say just take it easy and when you get home, go and see an obstetrician, who will do the tests needed to confirm you and the baby are both going to be fine?" I grin. Ana does not. Fuck me she is still afraid and it was bravado before. I hold out my hand, wishing I could hold her tightly and take away the worry, but I can't fucking move. He smiles and leaves us to our good news.
"Ana, thank you."
"Hu?"
"Please do not worry; we will be in this together this time. I swear I am wrapping you in cotton balls and will keep you and our baby safe."
"Safe?"
"Yes Ana safe, climb up her seeing as I cannot grab you over there." She comes to the bed and climbs on the bed. "I promise you things will be so very different this time Ana, I swear." She sobs. "Ana?"
"Happy tears, I just realised she could have robbed us of our baby Christian and she didn't. Oh god The sickness the throwing up, you knocked me up again Grey."
"I did, how very bad of me..."
"No how miraculous of my damned implant running out, and you swimmers getting in their like Olympians. I thought we would have at least a year before we hard that sort of news. Christian, we are pregnant."
"We are, and thank you."
"Thank you."
So okay you were all right she was pregnant... Happy enough for you all? I am not updating until mid week, I have hospital visits and pain stuff to do, so I leave you on a happy note and not on a cliff again... Till later... read and review... Please and Thank you... xxx...