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"Phoebe Sullivan?! What are you doing in my son's bed?!"

"I put her there mother."

"What do you mean you put her there?!"

"She fell asleep on the couch. She looked uncomfortable and so I put her to bed where she would be more comfortable."

"Gideon what were you thinking?"

"Mrs. Cross, I promise nothing happened between me and Gideon."

"For fucks sake Gideon! There is only so much I can handle! You have a married, very pregnant woman and Christian Grey's daughter in your bed! Have you lost your fucking mind?!"

I hear a door slam. Shit! Who else is here? This can't get any worse can it?

"Eva! Gideon!"

It's a man's voice. I'm not even naked but I'm clutching the covers over me for dear life.

Heavy footsteps make their way down the hall and into the bedroom. A tall man enters. Gideon Cross. Gideon's father.

"What's going on here?"

"Gideon, look!"

I wanna die.

"Your Christian Grey's daughter."

"Yes sir."

"Gideon! Look at this! I don't know what's gotten into our son but he has lost his damn mind!"

"Eva calm down! Stressing out about the situation isn't going to make it better."

Gideon turns his attention to me.

"Ms. Sullivan how are you feeling?"

"I'm nervous sir."

"There is no reason to be nervous. Stand up dear."

I look at the entire Cross family before me. Slowly I move the covers off of me and throw my legs over the bed. I place a hand over my very pregnant belly and with the other hand push down on the bed to get up. Gideon Jr. comes towards me and helps me straighten up.

"Can we get you something to eat Ms. Sullivan?"

"Um…I…think I need to leave. Listen, I know this looks awful but nothing happened between Gideon and I."

"Angel, Gideon, leave the room. I need to have a talk with Ms. Sullivan."

"Father, not now."

"Go with your mother."

Eva takes Gideon's arm and takes him out of the room leaving me and his father alone. I haven't been this nervous in such a long time. I think I have a thing where no parents like me at all. The door closes and it is only us.

"Don't be nervous Ms. Sullivan."

"You may call Phoebe."

"Alright, Phoebe. Gideon's mother and I came to visit him and possibly grab breakfast. Our home is in New York however we come here often for business affairs. It has come to my attention that you have been spending a considerate amount of time with my son."

I gulp. My mouth is dry and it feels like a desert in here right now. I hardly know what to say to this man so I continue to keep my mouth shut so that nothing horribly stupid comes out.

"Do not be afraid Phoebe. I'm not upset with you and I'm not going to do anything that would hurt you. I just needed to find the time to talk to you. You are a well-respected woman. Your father and mother raised you to be a fine woman and as a result you capture the attention of many, I'm sure to your father's chagrin."

"What are you trying to say Mr. Cross?"

"Are you a happily married woman?"

"I….I'm…its complicated right now."

"How so?"

"I don't know how I feel about discussing that with you."

"You are a father's dream girl. You are the type of girl that any father would want for his son. My son, has taken an interest in you Phoebe. That I've become very aware of, but I'm telling you this now, go to your husband."

"Mr. Cross, Gideon is just a friend. I don't see him in any other way."

"I know why I am telling you this. Don't tarnish your reputation. Your child needs a stable home with the two loving parents that created him. The press will destroy you. Your father may own many media outlets but even still there is only so much he can do. It takes one person to save a picture and sell it. Nothing is full proof anymore."

"He's only my friend I can assure you."

Gideon walks slowly over to me and extends his arm out to me.

"Let me help you up."

I hold his arm and he gently helps me up.

I have nothing personal against you. As I have told you I believe you are wonderful girl however I know why I am telling you these things."

"I know that Gideon has been a bit of a playboy. I know he is brash and he can drink, boy can he drink, but he has a good heart."

"I know my son very well. Make smart choices Ms. Sullivan."

He opens the door for me and I walk out. I feel as if I'm doing the walk of shame. We didn't do anything yet I feel as if they had caught us doing something we shouldn't have been doing. In a way I guess they did. I shouldn't have been here. He pulls out a chair and asks me to have a seat. A plate of food is ready for me as I sit.

"Eat, you need nourishment."

"Did you drive here Phoebe?"

"Yes sir."

Gideon cups his chin and stands next to Eva. If ever I wanted to get away it would definitely be this moment. To be polite I eat the breakfast. All of sudden the doorbell rings. Gideon looks at his son and motions him to sit down. He fixes his suit and opens the door. The man standing in the doorway is my father. My father! Fucking shit! Now I just want to curl up and die.

"Let's keep this cordial Grey."

"Come here Phoebe."

The look on my dad's face is very deceiving. He looks calm and collected however on the inside he may be on the verge of a thermonuclear meltdown.

"Daddy, I…"

"Come here Phoebe."

"Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Cross for your hospitality."

"The pleasure is all ours."

I grab my purse and start to walk towards my father. Gideon looks at me and the expression on his face is that of one in despair. Why would he feel that way? He isn't the one being humiliated. We walk out the door and not another word is said. Taylor opens the car door and me and my father get in the backseat. Taylor starts the car and we pull out of Gideon's complex. I clutch tightly onto my purse because I do not know what else to do. I see my father rub his eyes. He pauses and leans his arm against the armrest of the door. With a shaky voice he begins to speak.

"Phoebe what have I done? Sweetheart, please tell me because I can't understand what is happening to you. I can't understand your behavior. I go to bed thinking you are safe at your Aunt and Uncle's but then I find out that you are at Gideon's. Gideon Cross Phoebe. Gideon Cross!

My dad slams his fist against the door which startles me.

"I don't have anything to say."

My father looks at me with tears in his eyes. I want to just fall into him and hug him so tight until it hurts. He was always there for me. He was always there and at this moment I felt that he just couldn't. We pull up to our house. The lovely house on the sound. What is supposed to be a tranquil setting is one that is shaken to its core. Taylor opens the door and lets me and my father out. My father walks ahead of me but then stops. He waits for me to catch up. The nervousness in me builds. When I catch up to him he puts his arm around my waist. I stop dead in my tracks and look up at him.

"Phoebe you are my everything. Everything that exists is because of you, Teddy, and your mother. What did I do wrong Phoebe? Why? Why did you go to Gideon!? What did I fucking do wrong Phoebe!?"

My dad starts to yell at me and I back away. My mother comes running out of the house at the sound of my father's voice.

"Christian please! Control yourself!"

"Where the fuck did I go wrong Ana?! Where the fuck did I go wrong that I have to go and pick up my pregnant daughter from another's man's home! I sure as fuck didn't say anything to Nathan and he is never going to know about this Phoebe. This is shameful!"

"Daddy please stop!"

"Christian! Don't put this strain on Phoebe!"

"Phoebe Grey! Listen to me and listen well! You are not going anywhere with that man! You are not with Nathan right now! You are staying in this house until we can all work through this bullshit!"

"How could you have known?"

"Do you have a thing with that man Phoebe? Do you have feelings for him? Are you trying to leave Nathan for him? What the fuck are you doing with him!?"

"He is just a friend!"

My dad gets into my face and looks me straight in my eyes.

"Married friends don't sleep in other men's beds!"

"How did…"

"Don't fucking ask me how I knew Phoebe! Just go with your mother and go to your room."

"I'm not a fucking child anymore!"

"You act like a fucking child I will treat you like fucking child! What do you want Phoebe? What is it that you fucking want? Do you want him! Then get the fuck out of my house!"

My mother cries and runs to my father trying to calm him down.

"Christian, there are a lot of emotions going on right now. Lets take a break."

My father looks at me disappointed and angry at the same time. He was so hurt that he masked it with intense anger because he didn't know what else to do. I didn't give him the chance to choose for me. I knew Gideon's father had called my father. I felt that I was being thrown against one wall to the other. I had so many thoughts coursing through my brain that I had barely noticed Gail helping me up to my old room. She told me if I needed anything to call her and she would help me right away. I smile and nodded and then she was on her way. I could never be mad at her. After lying in bed for awhile I contemplated calling Gideon. I was embarrassed by my father coming to his apartment and a part of me wanted to apologize. I took my phone out but soon decided against it. I needed to let things calm down. Everything was out of control. Last night something happened. I felt him crawl into the bed with me. I felt him touch my hair and softly graze his fingers against my back. He laid with me for a long time. He didn't hold me. Guilty wasn't even a proper word to describe how I felt yet at the same time he was the only one in my world who didn't hate me. I knew he had feelings for me. More than a friend feelings. What I didn't know at the time was how far he would go to prove that….how dangerously far.

I decided to take a bath. As I sat in the tub I heard my door close. I turned over in the water and saw my mother placing a tray of tea on my night stand.

"Mom?"

"Hi honey. I brought you some tea. It's a pregnancy safe tea. I though you might like it.

"Thank you."

"Phoebe I've always been open with you. Sweetheart please tell me whats going on. Your father is upset and I'm worried. Talk to me because I need to know that you are okay. This is so unlike you honey and it worries me especially with my grandchild in there."

I splash some of the water around and move towards my mothers direction in the water.

"You want to know what's going on? The press got a hold of some pictures that jeopardized everything that meant anything to me. I was the girl in the blonde wig. You want to know why I lied and went out? I had just found out that my husband was married to someone else. Instead of being with me he stayed over there. I was alone. All alone mother. Gideon was fun. He was a lot of fun. It was a distraction. Funny enough he seemed like the only who didn't hate me. Dani came over to the house yesterday while I was there and said all these mean things implying that I slept with Gideon. None of its true."

"I believe you."

I back up quickly and take a good look at my mother who stares me right in the face.

"I believe you Phoebe."

I rise up from the tub and hug my mother tightly and we both start to cry. My mother grabs a towel wrapping me around it and then helping me out of the tub. I get comfortable and my mother sits next to me.

"Mom will I divorce?"

My mother grabs my hands into hers.

"Don't speak like that. I know things are difficult right now but they will get better. I'm always here if you need me. Always. Your father loves you and he was upset. Gideon's father called him. Its unnerving."

"Why?"

"Phoebe they did the right thing. If his father hid this and your father found out there would be a lot more going on right now. I had a conversation with your father before I came in here."

"Great. What did he say?"

"Your father has that strong biological need to protect his child. He loves you. You are pregnant and Nathan isn't around right now. Gideon Cross is known to be a drunkard, a playboy. Say what you want, no one is perfect, but his escapades are notorious. You were in that paparazzi incident. Look at the big picture Phoebe. This woman, whom he wronged, crashed her car into his which you were in. You could have seriously been hurt."

"Gideon drove me to the hospital to make sure everything was okay."

"I understand Phoebe but what I am trying to explain to you is that if you pair yourself up with a dangerous guy you are going to get yourself into very dangerous situations."

"We want to protect both of you."

I smile my at my mother and then jolt a bit grabbing my stomach.

"Phoebe is everything alright?!"

"Yes, yes. Put your hand here."

I grab my mothers hand and press it downwards until a distinct bump is felt against her hand.

My mother cups her hand around her mouth and tears start to stream down her face.

"Oh baby."

My mother holds me tight and kisses my hair.

"Know that you can always come to me Phoebe for anything. Please."

"I have an appointment tomorrow with Dr. Greene. Can you come?"

"Absolutely honey."

"Has Teddy been here?"

"He was but he not for long. He's been busy working with Nathan."

"Dani hates me. I think Nathan does too."

"Honey, I didn't think you were very smart in the way you handled things but I know you would never cheat on Nathan. A lot of us were shocked to see those pictures. For Nathan and even Dani it may take them time however love always prevails Phoebe no matter how dire the circumstances may be."

"So said Romeo and Juliet."

"Phoebe."

"I know. Thank you. Thank you for being here."

"I'm your mother Phoebe and I feel that I have just enough insight to see what others may not."

I smile and lay my head on her lap.

"Rub my head?"

As my mother works her fingers into my scalp I fall into the most peaceful sleep that I haven't had in quite awhile. The day goes on without incident. I wake up have some food watch some television and spend some more time with my mother in the evening. I didn't see my father the rest of the day but it was alright because past that angry exterior my father loved me

The next morning I woke up and got ready for my appointment at 10:00am. It was 9:30 and my Taylor was already letting me and my mother know it was time to leave. We got in the car and headed to Dr. Greene's office.

"I appreciated you coming with me."

"I'm always going to be there for you Phoebe."

We get to the office and are sitting in the waiting room. As we wait I pick up a few magazines.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Ask away."

"Do you think it will hurt? I was reading that you can get an epidural yet at the point of actual delivery you will still feel pain. That makes me nervous."

"I had a c-section with your brother. I was supposed to have one with you but it didn't happen that way. You were coming in way to fast. I promise you Phoebe, you have the strength to do it."

"I sure hope so."

"Phoebe Sullivan."

I immediately rise.

"The doctor will see you now."

I clutch my mother's hand and walk into the room. Dr. Greene is standing by her computer waiting for me.

"A pleasure as always to see you Ana."

"Same here, Dr. Greene."

"How have you been feeling Phoebe?"

"Always wanting to nap but I feel good. I feel the baby kicking now."

"That is good Phoebe. Right now you are 28 weeks pregnant. I want you to pay close attention when they happen."

"I will."

"I have the ultrasound ready. Get undressed from the bottom down but you can leave your underwear on. I'll be right back."

"Okay."

"I do as I'm told and lie on the bed."

"I don't know why but I always get so nervous."

"Its okay. I'm right here Phoebe."

After a little over 5 minutes, Dr. Greene comes back into the room.

"Phoebe, I don't know if you are aware but your husband is here."

I sit up so quickly that my mother immediately rushes to my side to hold me upright and to stop me from losing my balance. Did I just hear her right?"

I will be at every doctors appointment.

How could he have known?

"Oh."

"We are about to begin the ultrasound. Would you like us to call him in?"

I look towards my mother for approval.

"It's okay honey. It's okay."

My heart is beating rapidly at this point. I'm so glad I'm not hooked up to a blood pressure machine right now.

"That's fine. He can come in."

"Nurse, please bring Mr. Sullivan in."

I start to breathe in and out and while I do my mother is rubbing my back.

The door opens and there he is. My husband. He was dressed in his business attire. Dark gray pants with a navy blue dress shirt and light lavender tie. He always looked impeccable.

He looks over at me and my mother. He smiles at my mother and kisses her cheek.

"Hi Nathan, good to see you."

"Nathan."

He looks right at me and grabs a chair sitting himself next to me.

"How have you been feeling?"

"I'm okay."

"Anything new?'

"Ummm…..yes…..the baby…I can feel him or her kick."

Nathan rubs his hand over my belly and for the firs time in a while I see a trace of a smile on his face.

"Alright Phoebe lets gets started."

Dr. Greene lifts up my shirt and begins to move the wand around my stomach. The wand is a bit cold and I shiver a bit. As she moves around I see her zoom in on the screen and take picture after picture. Her face is that of extreme concentration and it is making me fucking nervous. 10 minutes go by without her saying anything.

"Is everything okay?"

"Almost finished."

She presses a few buttons on the machine. At this point I'm freaking out and looking at my mother who is whispering that is okay and there is nothing to worry about. Standard protocol. I look over at Nathan and he is looking directly at me never taking his eyes off of me. He takes both of his hands and put them through my hair gently massaging my scalp. He used to do to this many times to calm me down. He says nothing and just rubs my head as I lay there trying to breathe.

"Okay I'm done."

"Please tell me everything is okay Dr. Greene."

"Yes Phoebe. I was trying to focus in our parts of the baby to make sure all is well and he or she looks very healthy. Ten fingers, ten toes."

"He or she? You still cannot tell?"

"Unfortunately I can't. I was trying to get a picture to reveal the baby's gender however him or her keeps moving that I can't tell. They are literally covering themselves up. If he or she keeps this up you might not know until birth.

At least the baby is healthy.

The heartbeat is normal. Alright Phoebe you are in the homestretch. You still have some time but you are in your third trimester. You have about 12 weeks left until the showtime. This is critical. I need you to relax. You're going to experience a lot of discomforts. Take it easy, have someone else do the work for you. If you have cramping, bleeding, feel contractions come in immediately. Start paying attention more to your baby's movement. Everything looks good at this point so please keep up the good work mommy and lets look forward to meeting the new addition to the Grey-Sullivan family. I'm sure your father and daddy over here are bursting with pride.

I muster a smile.

If only she knew.

"Let me get your cleaned up."

Dr. Greene takes a towel and rubs it all over my belly wiping off the gel. She then exits the room.

"Ana I'm going to go talk to Dr. Greene. I'll wait for you outside sweetie. Good to see you Nathan."

"The pleasure is all mine Mrs. Grey."

My mom exits and I'm left all my lonesome with Nathan. I put my hands against the bed and push myself up to which Nathan immediately helps me.

"Be careful Phoebe."

"Why are you here?"

"I promised I would be here."

"How did you know?"

"I just do."

"This is torture for me Nathan."

"You have no idea of what is torture."

I stand up and put on my pants as Nathan helps balance me.

"Are you going to disappear right now?"

"This isn't the time to discuss that."

"Talk to me please!"

Nathan presses me against the wall.

"I saw you go into Gideon's apartment. I saw you leave in the morning with your father. Do you think that I just left completely Phoebe?"

"You abandoned me!"

"Do you love him?"

"No."

"I can only take as much as you show me. If anything happens with the baby call me otherwise I'll be in contact with you."

"Why do you have to treat me like shit!"

"Why do I have to find out that you spent the night at Gideon's apartment. I believe the baby is mine Phoebe. Whole heartedly I do. That is why I am here and not losing my fucking mind however when you pull shit like going to him it makes me question us and I am questioning us. You say you love me yet why did you spend the night?"

All of a sudden Nathan phone rings. It rings and it rings. He diverts his attention to his phone and hangs it up but it keeps ringing.

"Don't you want to answer that?"

"Bye Phoebe."

I take a quick glance at his screen and I saw who was calling. It was her. And she was not stopping.