It's been 6 weeks since Luke and I met with Christian together for lunch. Christian has behaved as promised during our weekly lunches and Luke occasionally comes along, probably to gauge if Christian does have ill intentions.

So far he has no apprehensions.

Today, we are at work and I'm shuffling through my manuscripts and contracts, much like every other workday, when my phone rings. I don't recognize the number so I answer.

"Ana Sawyer"

"Is this Anastasia Steele?"

"Yes, but I'm married so my name is Sawyer. May I ask who is calling?"

"This is Rebecca Morton. My brother is Steven. I need to talk to you, but not concerning him."

"As long as it isn't about him, go ahead"

I have your siblings, they are 13 years old. Carla brought them for me to keep when she had them. I am disabled and unable to keep them, so I wanted to ask you before I put them into foster care."

I gasp. "My Mom had twins by him?"

"Yes. She swore me to secrecy years ago. I knew she had another daughter who was older but it took me a while to find you. You were mentioned on the news and I knew it was you after they showed your picture. They look just like you. Can you take them in?"

"Rebecca, what are their names?"

"Heather and Holly Morton. If you take them in, you can change their surnames."

I take a deep breath. "let me talk to my husband and then I would like to meet them. I have my own children now so I have to be safe here."

"that is fine. You have my number. Please call me back."

"I will. Thank you for calling Rebecca." I hang up and call my husband.

"Sawyer"

"Luke, I need you in my office. I have something to discuss with you."

"On my way." I hang up and when there's a knock on the door, I tell him to come in.

He closes the door behind him and I stand up and wrap my arms around him. And kiss him sweetly and take his hand and we sit on the couch together. "What's wrong Ana?"

"Well… turns out I have twin 13 year old sisters and they need a home. The woman who has them now is disabled and unable to keep them. If I don't keep them, they go to foster care."

"So what do you want to do?"

"I want to meet them. We can handle a couple of teenagers, can't we?"

"I'm sure we can. Do we get a DNA test first?"

"That is a good idea. Come with me to meet them?"

"Of course baby."

"Shit. I better find out where they are. We may have to ask to use Christian's jet if they're too far away."

"Contact her and get an address and we will go from there."

I give him a sweet kiss. "How did I get so lucky to have you by my side?"

He smiles and kisses my nose. "I'm the lucky one baby. Make your call."

I dial Rebecca's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it is Ana. Where do you live? My husband would like to come meet them and get DNA tests done to prove I'm actually related to them. My Mother has a history of being deceitful. Then we will go from there."

"We live in Phoenix, Arizona. That sounds like a plan. How soon can you get here?"

"We will leave here as soon as possible."

"Okay. See you then."

I hang up and look at my husband. Can you call Christian about using his jet?"

"I will."

"I'm going to pack up for the day. Have Prescott stay here the rest of the day and we can go home and prepare for this."

"I will do that for you love."

He leaves the office as I gather my stuff and I meet him in the hall talking to Prescott. He finishes and takes my hand and we walk out.

On the way to our house, he calls and asks Christian to use his jet. He grants us permission and says he will call back when the jet is ready.

We arrive home and kiss and hug all our children and go to pack everyone up for a week. We're going to take the kids so we know how these girls act around them before we end up bringing them home.

Christian calls back and let's us know that the jet will be ready in an hour and we notify our staff of what is going on. I go to talk to Dad so he knows what is going on.

I knock on his door. "Come in."

I walk into his house. "Daddy, we need to talk."

"Go ahead Annie."

"Supposedly Carla had twin daughters with Morton after I left there to live with you. They are in Morton's sister's care and she can't keep them any longer so we're going to Arizona to meet them and get a DNA test and possibly bring them home with us."

"Wow. I don't doubt it is true though. Just be careful baby girl."

"Always. I just wanted to see if you thought it was a terrible idea. I trust your opinion."

"I think it is a good idea. If you have sisters, you should meet them at the very least."

"Thank you Daddy. I feel better about this now."

"Be safe and I'll see you when you get back. I love you."

I give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I love you too."

I get up and leave and head back to the house where everyone is waiting for me. We head out in our SUVs and go straight to the jet.

We have a pretty good flight aside from crabby kids occasionally.

When we arrive, I call Rebecca and get directions to her house. We drive to the hotel first and get everyone settled into a suite. It is HOT here compared to Seattle.

Luke and I and our security head out and go to the address that was specified. When we arrive at the address our minds are blown. She is in a terrible neighborhood and she is living in a run down shack. This isn't safe at all.

My leg is bouncing because I'm nervous. "it will be okay baby. We're doing this for girls that could be your sisters. It will work out in the long run."

I nod. "do you have your gun? Just to be safe?"

"Always baby. Let's go."

Luke gets out and comes around and helps me out. We walk to the front door hand in hand.

We knock and we hear "Hold on!"

We wait nervously on this porch that looks like it could fall in at anytime.

She finally opens the door and smiles at us. "Glad you could make it. Come in and ignore the mess. It is hard for me to keep the house clean with my back."

We walk in and it is disgusting to say the least. They have 3 cats running around everywhere and food sitting half eaten with bugs running around on them. "Please have a seat. I will go get them. They're out back."

"We can stand. It is fine. We've been sitting for hours."

She leaves the room. "Luke, I don't care if they aren't my sisters. We have to help these girls." I whisper to my husband.

"I agree."

She comes back in a couple minutes later with 2 girls who look exactly like I did at that age.

"Hi Heather and Holly. I'm Ana."

They both are wearing clothes that are dirty, raggedy and way too small for them and they look like they haven't had a bath in a while. They approach me cautiously. "Are you our sister?" one of the girls asks.

"I think I am. Would you like to spend time with us so we can find out for sure?"

They both smile brightly. "Yes."

"Okay great. Rebecca, is that okay?"

"Yes. I have their paperwork relinquishing my rights to them. Carla and Steven already signed over their rights."

"Can you get that for us? We need to show our attorneys to make sure they are authentic."

She nods and gets some papers out of a drawer and hands them to me. I hand them to Luke to hold.

"Heather and Holly. Do you have anything you would like to bring with you?"

They nod and go to a closet and shove a bunch of stuff into their bags from a closet and they approach us. "You ready to go?"

"Yes." They both say at once.

"Rebecca, we're willing to take them in no matter if they are my sisters or not. They feel like my sisters."

"That is great. Maybe you can do more for them than I could. They really are good girls."

I nod. "I will call you if we need anything else. We will stay in town for a week or so."

"That works."

I take the girl's hands and lead them out to our SUV. We let them get into the third row seats and buckled in and we get into the middle seats.