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I am now on holiday from work so this could either be a good or bad thing for my muse – and my health! Knowing my luck I'll get ill especially with all the stressors I have going on, but we'll see how this goes and hope I can write as much as I wish I had time to write!

I don't usually do this because I value and respect every one of my reviews, but Nikki W, I just want to say that as much as I appreciate you taking the time to leave comments, I found your last review quite off putting and to be honest, kinder demoralising. It seems that whatever I do I just cannot please you anymore with what I write. That isn't my intention, but it seems to be all I can do. I don't know where you're from, but over here in the UK breastfeeding is really not as highly regarded as formula is. I wasn't making breastfeeding inferior, but in today's society where I live, it's not the most advocated route anymore... So I guess we'll see what next you can criticise me for.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy...

Fifty Shades Abandoned – Chapter Forty-Five


"Mia," Christian cut in quickly, "Support his head!"

Ana bit back a giggle as she watched Christian enter into over protective daddy mode. She watched him watch his sister diligently and she noticed that he only trusted her to hold their son right. When he was in her arms it seemed like the world was spinning correctly and on the right axis. However, give someone else the baby and it was like all hell broke loose.

God help Theodore Grey when he was older!

Rolling her eyes at her brother, Mia continued to do a perfect job at holding her nephew and ignored her brother. "Oh he's so small and adorable," Mia gushed and just giggled excitedly. "I cannot wait to get you in something more fashionable than a plain white baby gro."

"Actually we have that sorted," Ana commented, excited about dressing her son in something more exciting now that Taylor had brought them clothes that fitted the fact they had a son. "You don't get to take charge of that just yet, Mia Grey."

Everyone laughed as Mia ended up pouting.

"We come baring gifts!" Carla excitedly shouted as her, Ray, Carrick and Taylor all entered the room.

Looking up, Elliot watched as they spilt gifts onto viable surfaces around, ready for the presents to be opened. "Where's mom?" Elliot asked as he sat on the end of Ana's bed deciding that Ana's chart would make for a good read whilst his sister gushed mushily over the baby knowing it was only a matter of time before she would be doing it over his son or daughter.

"She's on shift and said she would be by later tonight," Carrick replied and pulled the chart from his son's hands, "Are you making heads and tails of this?"

"Only that Ana is literally turning into a drug mule," Elliot teased and watched Ana shoot him a warning glare. "What?!" He exclaimed with a shrug, "Whatever happened to good old dose of the strong stuff and you get on with it? Like when you were last hurt. That stuff literally wiped you out."

Ana laughed uncomfortably, "They're giving me pain relief that won't affect the baby when I breastfed," Ana replied to him with a sarcastic tone. "You've gotta think logically with these thinks, Elliot." She gave him a wayward smirk and then looked to her mother. "Now who are these from?"

"We have no idea," Carla commented and set loads of the gifts down upon the remaining space on the bed. "They were at the house and so decided to bring them in so we could sort through them and get them put away before we get you and our little man home seeing as your holding him captive in here with you."

Giving in, Ana and Christian started to open gifts, earning themselves more clothes and baby equipment that they already had. Ironically, people sent Christian Grey vouchers for baby shops as though he would need them. It was quite ironic to see, but well appreciated at the same time. When it came to one lavishly wrapped box, everyone was eager to find out what was within and it seemed that everyone was amazed at the thought put into the gift.

"Oh wow," Ana said as her fingers came into contact with a small blue outfit, the Grey surname embroiled upon the material in navy stitching. "This is beautiful."

"Who's it from?" Mia asked, amazed at the detail that went into the outfit.

Finding a card, Ana opened it and read it out loud.


Dearest Ana and Christian

Congratulations on the new son!

I hope you make one happy family.

Or if not, I look forward to reading of your downfall.

Enjoy the baby gifts I'm sure you're receiving,

Elena


Immediately her blood boiled over and her last nerve snapped. Having thought that happened a long time ago, Ana was impressed with her patience she had with this woman, but now adding in the baby to the equation, Ana was not taking any chances anymore.

"Christian, I want it burnt and preferably have the ashes thrown over her," Ana muttered as she looked at the extremely expensive baby outfit before her. "I don't want that anywhere near our son."

"I'm on it," Taylor said snatching the clothes and note up and left the room, not wanting Ana to get more stressed than she already appeared to be.

Christian stood to the side, his palms twitching with his anger. He saw Ana's hands shaking, her disinterest in the other gifts becoming apparent. He went to his wife's side. "She comes near you or Teddy and I will be making sure a jail cell is her new home. I'll even fucking put her there myself. This bullshit has to stop." He saw Ana look to him, "There's no other option for her anymore. She is stepping over barriers she knows herself she set."

Sensing the tension rising, Carla took over, wanting her daughter to calm some. "C'mon, let's sort these and get some loving with the baby boy before leaving the new parents to it," Carla jumped in, deciding that in a crowded room Christian and Ana would not be allowed any privacy, and it was clear that they needed it.

Christian sped the process along, wanting to get his wife on his own. He was grateful for Carla's intuition and as everyone left, he walked with her, knowing from the look she had that she needed to talk. It was obvious now where Ana got that one trait from.

"I think she needs to see someone. She's too withdrawn for this to be normal, Christian. She might try and act fine, but we know how she really is. Everyone's picking up on it," Carla whispered to her son-in-law, she pulled away and smiled. "Look after her and my grandson."

"I'm already working on it," He told Carla knowing he had started the ball rolling by contacting Dr. Flynn earlier. "And believe, I will look after them as though my life depended on it."

"I don't doubt that for a second," Carla said and looked once more to see Ana swamped with Kate and Mia's attention whilst she held her son and smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow, Christian."

Watching them leaving and waiting outside, Christian knew he had to clear the room now. "Come on, guys, time to leave," Christian pushed, just waiting so he could have some time alone again with his wife and son.

It seemed that as eager as they were to stay, they knew the moment called for them to come back at a later time.

As the pair got up, Christian took his son from his father and smiled. "I'll see you guys later," Christian commented as he sat down in the seat Mia had occupied previously, his son in his arms safely protected. Seeing them all leave entirely, Christian went to look at his wife and found her with a faraway gaze in her eyes. "Baby?" He called out, "You okay, Baby?"

Ana nodded, and rolled to prevent her tears from even daring to spring, "I'm so glad you accepted the pregnancy," Ana whispered to her husband as he sat by her bed with his son cradled into his chest, sleeping peacefully in his father's clutches. "I just can't help but think of a life had you not and it makes me so sad to imagine not seeing this."

"Oh Baby," Christian murmured back and looked at his son. "This is worth more than I can ever say. He's my life now like you are."

"Thank you for not making me get rid of him," Ana told her husband and closed her eyes as the tears bit along the lip of her eyelids – so much for the eye roll!

Christian's own eyes watered, "Thank you for being so God damn stubborn."

"Best decision of my life," She murmured softly as she settled down enough, but couldn't forget about the torment of Elena still getting at them. She didn't want to ruin this bittersweet moment with that dark storm cloud. After all, Christian was literally teetering on going after blood where Elena was concerned now.

She put her hand out and closed her eyes, settling properly when she felt her husband take it and soothe her and their son at once.

Christian was turning out to be the best husband and father possibly.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Fifty Shades Abandoned -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

"Ana, Baby," Christian broke the silence as his wife looked from her bed and to her son hours later. Waiting for her to look up at him, Ana didn't say a word as he took her hand, "I want you to talk to Dr. Flynn." He saw her eyes widen a little, "I know you've spoken to me, but you've been getting quieter since we brought in the stuff and Elena's gift was in there."

"That wasn't a gift," Ana grumbled, "That was her marking her territory that whatever happens she will always have the upper hand on our life." Running her hand over her forehead, Ana felt vulnerable to Elena's will and hated it, "I don't want to have her casting some shadow over this time in my life. Not with our son now here."

"I understand that, and I will do everything I can to make sure she never comes near our family again," Christian ground out, personally thinking of a mega vendetta he could. "She will stop one day and we'll be laughing."

"When though?" Ana asked and her emotions clenched and got the better of her. "I'm sorry I'm so emotional right now, Christian."

"It's okay," He soothed her gently. "I actually wanted to tell you that Flynn's outside now, do you want to talk to him? I won't push you, but I had to get him here as soon as," Christian asked her and she bite her lip and nodded meekly. "Okay, I'll be right outside."

Ana was thankful that her mercurial man was so in tune with her moods. Even though she spoke to her husband about her feelings she felt like he only told her what she needed to hear, what she had to hear in order to feel better even though he had her best interests at heart. Dr. Flynn would be an unbiased source.

Watching the door open, Ana smiled as Flynn came into the room, and just this man's presence told her that by the end of it her emotions would calm and she would see clarity to everything – just how she wanted it.

"Do you mind?" Flynn asked as he pointed to the crib and Ana nodded and allowed him to get a view. Looking over the edge, Flynn saw the newest Grey sleeping peacefully and he smiled. He was almost proud to see this baby as it marked a transition in Christian's life. One that he thought he would never see in his life time – And then Ana burst into the scene. "He certainly is a little heart breaker already," Flynn commented as he looked to see the sleeping baby.

"Like his father," Ana mused with a small smile.

Turning his attention on Ana, he closed the gap and sat on the edge of her bed, keeping a comfortable distance for them to keep this professional. "Christian told me you're having a hard time with your emotions."

"You could say that," She began and waited for Flynn to push, but she understood the protocol. Ana knew how Flynn worked the majority of the time. When he didn't speak, he wanted you to, so she bit the bullet and began to bleed her heart dry. "I want to be a normal mom. I want to get up and go home and enjoy this new life I have. I'm yearning for it, but all the while I'm here I'm stuck with being made to feel like I'm inferior and incapable. I know I'm not."

Flynn still remained quiet, allowing her to talk this out.

"I have so much love and happiness, but I feel so weak and fragile being stuck in here that I can't keep up with having a baby. I need to be on the ball and I need to be able to be everything that Teddy needs me to be and I feel like I'm letting him down. During the night when he cries, I don't have the energy to get up and look after him like I want to," Ana sobbed, "I push myself to do it even with Christian here, but it's a struggle and it kills me to know I struggle even though when I'm done I'm proud of myself. It shouldn't be like that."

"Do you think you'll be so emotional once you're home?" Flynn asked, guessing himself the answer first.

"I don't know," Ana murmured miserably, "I want to say I won't be, but I know then I'll still be restricted with the recovery from the C-Section. What difference will there be?"

"Well you won't have medical staff telling you that you need to rest," Flynn started to explore the possibilities. "You'll have independence to call the shots for once. Like when you rest, and when you want to eat and when you want to go outside. Life will be more at your finger tips than in here."

Ana nodded, realising the truth to Flynn's words. "I want to look after my husband and my son and love them both how I want to as well. Not how I'm only able to," Ana's tears were now turning into utter frustration filled droplets. "I want to get up and joke around with my husband and look after my son and enjoy life. I want to be home and I want normalcy back." She then huffed a laugh, "Or at least the normalcy that life with Christian Grey offers."

"I heard about the threats that have started," Flynn dropped into the conversation, moving this on smoothly.

"Nothing escapes my husband's lips when you're concerned, hey?" Ana joked, still feeling feeble, but she felt lighter already just from literally spilling her emotions all over the floor.

"No, they really don't," Flynn commented with a smirk. "You do know that they're after his money more. You and your son are just a means to getting that," Flynn told Ana and saw she had already deduced that. "You do realise that isn't a worry in your life, that Christian had that aspect your life covered when you and him made your relationship public right?"

Ana's eyes bulged, she never thought about it, but she could see why, "I didn't know he was so on top of everything."

"Let's just say that Christian has always thought that where your safety is concerned he should deal with that whilst allowing you to just get on with life. Now with Teddy, he will work harder to extend that and he will not let any harm come your way if he had control on it. Upping security is Christian's way of having control of giving you and Teddy a perfectly safe and normal, to an extent, life."

Smiling wistfully, Ana felt safer already – even from Elena. It was a sudden rush of realisations and Ana felt herself come back down to the earth with her control pushing up through her strongly.

"So how do think you're going to do?" Flynn suddenly asked after a few moments of silence. "Remember I can be here for however long and whenever you need me to be here, Ana. If you don't want me to leave just yet, I won't. This is your call."

Dwelling for a moment, Ana finally saw lucidity in emotions and felt calmer. "I actually think I'm going to do a lot better now," Ana managed with a bright smile. "I'm so pleased we have you. I didn't realise I needed you until you were here."

"It's my job and plus it was your husband's point of call," He said and smiled warmly at her, finally giving her physical contact by touching her hand. "I'm so happy for you and Christian, Ana. You've been the making of that man and even now, he knows he can screw up, but you make him fight for forgiveness. You make him work for love and in return is literally doused in it," Flynn commented amused. "You were what he needed all along."

"All that money he spent on you, and he's cure was little ole me," Ana joked warmly, her cheeks blushing a little. "Thank you for being there for him."

"It's the least I can do, and hey, maybe we can call a compromise and say it was down to team work," Flynn teased and watched Ana relax into a laugh. "Now want me to let your husband in so you can tell him what we discussed?" He asked as he stood up.

"I'll let you do your job. I might try and join my little heartbreaker and sleep a little," Ana commented looking to her son with utter adoration.

Nodding, Flynn took his role seriously, dropped her kiss on the cheek, took a look at the sleeping baby – once again impressed and mesmerised that that was the Christian Grey's child – and left mother and baby in peace satisfied that Ana would be fine after this little stint.

As he stepped out of the room he found Christian standing with Taylor and Sawyer – two men he had come to idolise in Christian and Ana's lives as they kept their best interests at heart and did everything to protect them. How could you not idolise men like that?

"Is she okay?" Christian asked and scanned Flynn's face for any sort of describable answers.

"Is it okay to speak in front of everyone?" He asked and Christian nodded, nerves stealing his throat suddenly. "I would say she's got mild baby blues, but I'm pretty sure once she's more mobile and able to look after her son herself that will pass. At the moment she is very restricted with what she can do, Christian. She's overwhelmed, but I think that once she's home and has some normalcy given back to her you'll see her less emotional and more content, more settled. Believe me, I don't have many worries, but I would say keep an eye on her just in case. She's too happy with how life is turning out, but she's feeling a little useless which is why she's behaving like she is. Being stuck in a place like this can do take that comfort and normalcy away."

Christian sighed with relief. Mild. That was the key word. It wasn't severe and it wasn't deadly. They could and would overcome this quickly and he would see that Ana was her smiling, witty, lip biting, sensual self.

"You've got a strong wife there, Christian," Dr. Flynn continued with a warm smile, "You're usually the controlled one, I'm sure you can wrangle getting her home early."

"Oh believe me, you do not know how difficult it is proving to be," Christian growled, finally letting slip that he was trying to break Ana free. "Obviously I'm not offering enough money and having a family's made me softer."

All of the men laughed and Flynn looked at his watch, "Right, I've got a date with my wife. She was ready for me to cancel but it seems we won't need to take that route." Flynn smirked a little, "Ana's decided to get some sleep in, but I can assure you she is like the old Ana. Of course, in my years I know patients who cover up rather well. If there are any changes in her behaviour you have my number."

"Thank you, John," Christian thanked him, feeling ready to join his wife.

Flynn nodded a little, there was no gratitude needed here, "I'll see you soon, Christian, go and see your family."

Looking to his two most trusted security men, Christian smirked, "I think you two deserve to come in and take a break."

"Sir," Both Sawyer and Taylor interjected.

"Ryan and Reynolds are down the corridor, get them to keep an eye and do continual sweeps," Christian ordered. "I'm taking a leaf out of my wife's book here and treating you two like family." He then pushed them into the room as Taylor gave Ryan and Reynolds their new orders for the moment.

Christian didn't know what Ana did to him, and to be frank, he was still scared at how she managed to change him for the better, but he was enjoying it.

Finally he realised he actually had a heart after all.