A/N: Thanks for reading. Enjoy!
A POV
"That's a lovely vase." I point to a yellow floral vase that's resting on the coffee table in my dad and Mary's living room.
"It really is, isn't it?", Mary smiles. "The person who made it is very talented." I wipe some drool from the corner of Delaney's mouth and take one more look at the vase.
"Who made it?", Christian asks as he hands Jamison his sippy cup. Mary's eyes cut to my dad who's been silent the entire time. "Ray, you made it?"
"Guilty.", my dad answers shyly. "It's not the best, but I thought it turned out well."
"He's too modest.", Mary sighs. "We signed up for a pottery class, and he made that on the very first day. Mine didn't turn out as well. The sides were all uneven."
"I thought it was beautiful.", my dad tells her just as Jamison climbs up on to the sofa and settles between my dad and Mary. "Hi there little man."
"Hi.", Jamison grins. "I see fish."
"You saw fish. Wow. Where did yolu see the fish?" Jamison crinkles his nose and stares at me.
"We went to the aquarium yesteday.", I answer. "Back to the pottery, it sounds like a lot of fun."
"Oh Ana, it was a lot of fun indeed. We're already looking forward to going again.", Mary says. "I mentioned it to Carol during her breakfast shift this morning. She also thinks it sounds like fun and is going to tell Charles about it. It's a great way to bond." Glancing at Christian, I notice that he appears to be contemplating something.
"When are the classes?", he asks Mary.
"Monday and Wednesday nights from five to seven. It's very laid back and fun."
"I was on the fence at first but thought it could be fun, and I'm glad I did.", my dad says.
"It wouldn't hurt to try it.", Christian replies.
"Ana, this nausea is really kicking my butt.", Mia groans through the phone. "I started out hardly getting sick, but now...ugh."
"I'm sorry. Every pregnancy is different. Some women are sick the entire time while others have no nausea whatsoever. Make sure you keep yourself hydrated and get plenty of rest."
"You sound like Ben.", she giggles. "One of the things I was worried about when I first found out I was pregnant was his long work hours. Most newlyweds see a lot of each other, but it wasn't the case for us. He and I hardly had any time together."
"You must have had some time since you're now expecting a little one.", I say, hearing Mia's laugh on the other end.
"Our time might have been limited, but we made use of it. There was one day I visited him at the hospital, and we had some fun if you know what I mean."
"Uh...yeah...I know exactly what you mean. Are your fears still there?" I hold the phone to my ear and grab an apple from the counter.
"Nope. Ben's still working long hours but not as many as he was. Do you know the clinic that's a few blocks from the hospital?"
"The one that's a division of the hospital?", I ask.
"Yeah. It's a general clinic that's open Monday through Friday, eight to five. They have two doctors and a nurse practitioner but are looking to add more to the staff. Ben's name has been brought up during the discussions."
"Mia, that's wonderful. They'd be crazy to not want Ben on their staff."
"I know. It would be the perfect job especially with the baby coming."
C POV
"I went and got you some coffee.", I tell Ros. She removes her reading glassses and practically jumps from her chair to get the coffee.
"You must have been reading my mind. I've been in need of coffee but haven't had a chance to get any." She slowly takes a small sip of the coffee and smiles. "And it's my favorite from Starbucks. Grey, you did good."
"I've got to confess something. Taylor went and got the coffee, but it was my idea for him to do so."
"And you're the one bringing it to me. Thank you, and I'll tell Taylor thank you as well." Keeping a tight grip of the cup, she sits back down behind her desk. "I got a call earlier from Robin McClain from Venture One, the IT firm we worked with a couple of years ago. They're moving their headquarters in the next few months and would like to make the entire place energy efficient. I told her to send over the details so we could look over them."
"I remember they were only starting out when we worked with them, and now they're one of the top IT firms in Washington State."
"She said they've been working nonstop on projects and haven't had the chance to do much planning for the new location, but we're their top choice to help them."
"We'll have to see what kind of things they're wanting to do, but I don't see why we can't work with them.", I say. "I've got to get back to work but will see you later." I walk out of Ros's office and down the hallway to my own office. Just as I'm closing my office door, my phone rings with a call from Ana. "Hey baby."
"Hi. I hope I'm not interrupting you.", she says in the sweetest voice that immediately puts a smile on my face.
"Of course not. I always have time for you. How are things at the house?", I ask, settling behind my desk.
"Great. Jamison had a nice lunch and was immediately ready for a nap afterwards. I put him down and then gave Delaney a bottle and got her to sleep. Then I joined Gail and Nancy for lunch. We had some delicious peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Have you had lunch yet?"
"I'm going to grab a sandwich soon. Are you still wanting to do the pottery class tonight?"
"Only if you want to go.", she replies. "I'll understand if you don't."
"Ana, I want to go, but I'm going to go ahead and warn you that I might not be the best when it comes to pottery."
"Christian Grey, you're probably going to be the best there."
"I'm glad we came.", Charles says following the pottery class. Mary had to work at the diner tonight so she and Ray aren't here, but Charles and Carol made it. Charles massages Carol's shoulders while looking at the small flower pot he and Carol made.
"Me too.", Carol adds. "I can't believe my flower pot turned out so well. I had a feeling Charles's would be great."
"My bowl isn't too bad.", Ana murmurs as she holds up the blue bowl she made. "I'm not sure if I'm brave enough to put anything in the bowl out of fear of it collapsing."
"I'm sure it would hold up.", I tell her after reading Bryce's text that the kids are ok. He and April heard about the pottery class and instantly offered to watch the kids for us. "Bryce said Delaney's sleeping, and Jamison's watching cartoons with Alex."
"Jamison loves playing with Alex." Ana gets out of her chair and starts towards my other side where I've hidden the coffee cup I made. She tries to lift my jacket which is covering the cup, but I'm too quick and grab the cup, keeping it underneath the jacket. "You've seen what we made. Why won't you let us see yours?"
"Because mine isn't the best. In fact, I made the world's worst coffee cup." Ana stares at me with her enchanting blue eyes and does the most adorable pout. "You know I can't resist those eyes and that pout."
"Oh really?", she sighs, feining shock. "I guess that mean you're going to have to show the cup." I ease the jacket away and hold up the beige cup for everyone to see. "It's not bad."
"It's not good either.", I scoff. "The handle is crooked."
"Only a little.", Charles says while standing. "It's a really nice cup." He holds his hand out to Carol to help her to her feet as I do the same with Ana. We walk towards the door, but Ana stops and runs back to where we had been sitting. Rolling her eyes, she picks up the cup that I tried my best to leave behind.
"It seems you forgot something.", she grins.
"How did that get there?", I ask. "I swear I thought I had it."
"Hmm mmm."
"Where did you get that cup?", Elliot asks the next morning when he and Spencer drop by the house.
"Christian made it.", Ana proudly replies.
"Huh. It has character."
"He's just messing with you.", Spencer tells me. "As both of you know, I've been dealing with a little issue at work. Things got interesting last night. One of the clients who I shop for needed a dress at the last minute, and she called me while I was having dinner with Elliot to see if I'd be willing to find her something. She's been a great client so I said yes. Elliot was going to wait in the car for me but needed to use the restroom."
"I had gulped down a lot of water.", Elliot mutters. "Anyway, I was coming out of the restroom when I was stopped by none other than Bridget." Spencer growls over her orange juice. "I tried to walk away from her, yet she followed me. She said she had seen Spencer searching for a dress. She went on to say that she understood Spencer loves her job, however, Spencer needs to get her priorities straight."
"I can't believe her.", Ana says while picking up Jamison.
"Me either. I told her Spencer has her priorites straight. I also said she needs to start worrying about her own life and stay out of Spencer's. That led her to tell me that she'd make sure I was well taken care of if we were together. I finally reached my Mr. Nice Guy limit. I told her we weren't together and never will be. I said I didn't appreciate her practically throwing herself at me and disrespecting my relationship with Spencer. She tried to say she was only doing it with the best of intentions."
"The girls has some serious problems.", I murmur.
"I came out of the back and heard Elliot defending both me and our relationship.", Spencer says. "I told Bridget she needed to back away, and then I took Elliot's hand and started leading him outside. About two hours later, I got a call from Tammy who works in the perfume department. She said that Marie, one of the managers, found Bridget in one of the dressing rooms with a guy. They weren't exactly talking."
"So two hours after she threw herself at Elliot, she's getting it on with another guy in a dressing room?", Ana asks. "Classy."
"When Marie told Bridget she was fired, Bridget begged for another chance. She said she didn't mean for things to go that far with the guy. She was only with him because of how things with Elliot turned out. She tried to make it out like she and Elliot had been seeing each other until things went bad. Bridget didn't know I filled Marie in last week on what was going on. She also didn't know that Marie had seen the footage from the security camera that was placed near where Bridget was talking to Elliot. Marie refused to give Bridget another chance. Now I don't have to worry about dealing with Bridget at work."
"Spencer can work in peace.", Elliot says.
"I'm worried though. What happened last night might send Bridget over the edge even more."
