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The chapel:
I watch the huge crowd file in. Where are all these people coming from? I walk around, talking to people. Most are Christian's employee, a large group of Dr. Grace's, Carrick, and Rays friends and coworkers. I watch a phalanx of Berets march in. What the hell?
I move to head them off. "Gentleman! Can I help you?" I demand: We're very used to military men in beret, the elites.
"I'm General Morris retired, Ranger Association; This is Colonel Sumter, retired, Commander of Washington State Special Operation Association. Lieutenant Colonel McCleod retired British Marines, Head of the Washington State British Military Association. Lieutenant Colonel Tramble retired, leader the BMA=SAS detachment. Who are you?"
"I'm the Baron of Chedworth, Frank Lambert the Second, brother of the bride; the Countess of Lynnwood, Anastasia Lambert-Steele."
"Your Major Lambert's nephew?" Lt. Colonel Tramble in his sand colored SAS beret asks.
"Yes, I am, please take a seat. The wedding starts in about 10 minutes"
"We want to do an honor guard for the bride in honor of her Uncle." General Morris asks without asking.
I look around see Sgt-Major. I point at him, pump my fist in the military style (form on me). He moves quickly to me. I wait till he is here with us.
"Gentlemen, Sergeant-Major Sharp, retired 22nd SAS. G… Sergeant-Major: These gentlemen represent the Local Veteran Associations. They wish to mount an Honor Guard for Anna. Please see if it can be done, if it can then arrange it. Gentleman, I will see you at the reception. By your leave, Sirs." I walk away happy that our Uncle will be remember today. He meant so much to Anna, far more then are father. He would always have a gift for each of us when he returned from overseas.
I stop, needing a moment of calm. Are we really doing this? She known him what hours? But she is sure beyond any doubts. Looking at a stained-glass window of Britannia Saints: George, David, Patrick and Andrew. The Saints of Britannic; Each with sword and shield. I reflect on what this day really means to me. Today Anna, takes control of her future; Frank and Eliana will have to beg her to maintain their lifestyle.
I don't think Christian is going to be easy to control. I smile, looking at Carrick and Ray; so, much like Uncle Robert. What does today mean to me? I will have a place to go, to be myself, free of the restriction of parents obsessed with privilege and avarice perversions. Anna has her books, and now Christian. I have my camera, my paints, my guitar and hopefully Chuckie. The adults can't stand I, We: outshine them and Leia; I would have loved to have toured with the band I help start: They had two songs, I wrote, chart after I was forced to leave. Before the Frank destroyed it. All My dreams are dust in the desert.
Now? I can dream again; I can imagine a future. I no longer need to hide the hoarded bottle full of Downer, no longer fear the continued brutality of that life: I no longer have a reason to end it. I can dream and she is in my dreams.
I feel a deep sense of calm and happiness; The long winter is over. Anna has her soulmates; Mine is waiting in London town. I turn back to the window; how easy to see my ancestors in their noble defense of King and Country. I feel her hands caressing my neck, I moan at the fantasy. Till black hair obstructs my vision, lips take my breath. SHE'S HERE!
"Charlotte" I moan Deepening the kiss. Till Elliot and Philip separate us. I hold my girl.
"The bride is arriving. Let's Go." Elliott takes my arm, walking me outside to the side entrance were the bride will enter. The crowd is large out here too. I can see the limo creeping thru the people. I look about me. A group of old men in Sand Berets (SAS) and Green Berets (U.S. SPECIAL FORCES) mingle near the roped off area. As the limo stops. The berets form a corridor to the entrance. A very old man is helped to the limo door.
His Sand colored beret has the 22nd B and 23rd D (Scotland) with a Colonel's rank badge. He pats my head as he shuffles by. A gray haired 22nd SSGT. Beret opens the limo door.
The Colonel shaking at the effort, leans in. "Countess, I'm Colonel Henry Kealy, I have the privilege to serve with your grandfather and commanded your Uncle in the Falklands. On behave of the SAS and U.S. Army Special Forces. Pòsadh Fada is Toilichte (Long and Happy Marriage [Scottish]) Please allow me to assist you from the limo, Your Grace." I quickly wipe a tear. I doubt he can take even my petite sister weight. A not much younger SAS SSgt. helping the Colonel. Extends his hand. Anna takes it and steps from the limo. A full cloak covers her dress. She hugs and kisses the Colonel and SSgt. cheeks.
I step forward, taking my angelic sister hand. The rest of the Beret have formed a corridor to the entrance at attention. A Black Beret (U.S. ARMY RANGERS) steps forward, his right arm gone replaced by a mechanical one.
"Countess, Sgt. Murphy, Joint Team Heller-Four. Your Uncle pulled me from the crash. This is my wife, son and daughter." He indicates behind him. The oldest child is maybe six. They were born after he lost his arm. The wife pushes the four-year-old daughter forward with a bouquet of flowers wrapped in golden ribbons.
She approaches us, tentatively. Anna kneels, the little girl comes to her; she has that way; Like Grandma Lambert had. "Our you a real princess? Like Rapunzel?" the little girl asks
"Today I am. Today my Prince is making me his wife, forever."
"Please accept this wedding bouquet. On behalf of me and my family; We would not be here without the sacrifice your uncle, Major Lambert made." The Sgt. says
Anna takes the flowers, hugs the little girl. Standing she hug the Sergeant. "Thank you, My Uncle believed an officer leads, does everything possible to keep his men alive. He had no doubts when he reentered the wreckage. Thank you."
We walk to the door. Anna turns back to the crowd outside. "I thank you for honoring my Uncle. For assisting me this day: I fulfill his dreams for me. That I marry my soulmate in the Church of England. Please enter the chapel and take a seat. You are All Most Welcome. Tha Fàilte Air a H-uile Duine(All Are Most Welcome [Scottish])" curtsy. Rising; She smiles, turns and we enter the Parish office. Inside are the ladies arranging things. I better go find Chuckie. I want her in the wedding party.
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Grace-pov
We arrived just before Anna and Abby. We have everything arranged, I hope. Miss Keller, Anna's LA Lawyer is managing thing very well. Anna enters the door, I see the wedding bouquet. O'my how can we make that work.
"Countess, I'm Miss Keller, you're LA Lawyer. I have arranged everything. I see Sgt. Murphy delivered your bridal bouquet. Your speech was very heart felt. Please have a seat. Mia! Refresh Anna's makeup. Let me know if you need anything. Oh! Refreshment are on the desk, please drink or eat something. We have fifteen minutes till the ceremony."
"Thank you, Miss?" Anna asks
"Gwen Keller; since Mr. Grey's COO Roz Bailey wife is Gwen also. I think it will be less confusing if you use my surname. I'm fine with everyone calling Keller."
"Thank you, Miss Keller, My father?"
"The Major is with the father of the Groom, sweating in foyer, greeting the guests to your wedding; We believe it will be standing room only."
"Where did all these people come from?"
"Many are your coworkers at Grey House, The Grooms family friends and coworkers. Your father's friends are here in force. There is a large congregation of military: The commanding General of Joint Base Lewis-McCord, I-Corp commander with commanding officer of 62th Airlift Wing; Along with units' commanders assigned to Ft. Lewis; 1st Special Forces Group (Airborne), 2nd Battalion, 75th Ranger Regiment, 4th Battalion, 160th Special Operations Aviation Regiment,191st & 189th Infantry Brigades." (Keller)
"The Officers of the 75th Rangers and 1st Special Force Group will form an arch of swords for your exit from the chapel. Your Uncle was very respect on both sides of the Atlantic." (Keller)
"We have a representative of Her Majesty, the Queen; Dowager Countess of Eldon, Lady Rachel Adela Scott; She resides in Seattle. The Local Government officials and the Consul from San Francisco is here." (Keller)
"I never expect this many people on such short notice?" I wonder how many people are here.
"The chapel holds five hundred, another two hundred standing. There is still another couple of hundred outside, unable to attend. We are making sure that friends have seats."
Anna-pov:
"I have some changes in the bridal party."
"At this late minute?" Keller looks stressed
"Yes, I want Abby to be our Honored guests. Gail is one of my bridesmaid and Jason her escort as Christian best man after Elliot. I also want Roz and Gwen seated with the family. That it." She looks relieved, I notice Gail and Grace dabbing their eyes.
"Anna, I want Charlotte as a bride's maid." Frankie asks
"Charlotte is here, with Philip?"
"Yea, they landed about forty minutes ago to make the wedding."
"That leave one maid unescorted. Luke!" Anna yells, Luke who was on the door, rush over.
"Yes Anna?"
"Frankie's girlfriend Charlotte is here and will be a bride's maid. That leave Mia unescorted. You will escort her and be a groomsman."
"Anna!" Mia and Luke bark, I laugh. How anyone is blind to their love is beyond me.
"Yes, you both will be in the wedding party. By the power of being the Bride on my wedding day; I hereby declare you two; Armistice for the duration. Am I clear!"
"Anna, Christian has the right to determine his Groomsmen." Luke tries to talk himself out of this. Not going to happen.
"Do you think Christian would deny me?" Luke face falls. If I ask my husband-to-be, for a moon wedding, he'd be renting the space shuttle. I smile
"Now. You have five minutes put whatever as happened behind you. I want happy Lovey-Dovey People around me today. Shoo, shoo! Go kisses and make up." I push them away. Like they could hide their love. Today is my wedding: I feel the need to spread my fairy bride magical wedding powers around.
Let the others marry and be happy, like Christian and me. I know Elliott and Kate are bound for the alter. If Luke and Mia can work out the problem, they will be wed before next summer. Frankie and Charlotte, MMMM, that's amore sticky wicket. They have been a pair since kindergarten. They already act like an old married couple.
I wonder about Grandma Lambert words on them before she died. 'Anna your brother is young, but his heart is already captured. Most Lambert's once they find their soulmate never let go. My grandmother-in-law decided at ten-year-old to marry my grandfather; she wed at 13 to his 17, before he went to Egypt, to join his best friend Lewes.'
I know in my heart they are marriage bound. Just like I knew when Christian touched my hand to haul me off the pavement. WE would be a couple.
I see the party getting set up in the doorway. I stand a drop my cloak, only Kate has seen my dress. Everyone looks stunned at my outfit. I giggle at the stares. My Great-Great-Great Aunt Anastasia was a wild child for 1852. I twirl letting my inner girl cheer a scream.
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Gail-pov
I was touched, she is making me a bride's maid: Making Jason The Second-Best Man after Elliott. He is Christian's best friend. He was wiping tears as he left to tell Christian. I peek outside, the retired military has a man at every other pew. The pews are crowded. I smile its going to be a good wedding.
I turn back to Anna as her cloak puddles on the ground. WOW! That's what was worn in the 1850's; WOW. The backless, deep front V collar strapped pale white silk dress is overlaid by an intricate designed fragile Spanish (Flanders) 'Mechlin' lace. The fine meshed White Blonde with a white threaded rich, density floral pattern with ornamental réseau lace. She is properly covered: all the exposed skin from her wrist to just above her ankles but you can see thru the fine lace to her skin. Together the white silk dress and the white on white lace seem almost translucent.
The white lace covers her dresses plunging cleavage to her belly button, which she as a Ruby jewel in. How will she stay modest? Oh. I see tiny buttons along the dress edge. They tie the lace securely over her breast. The floral design ensures her modest. A white thread embroidered floral design cover her white silk A-line skirt; faint and mysterious. The skirt has slits on each side to her mid-thigh with lace modest panels inside. Leaving the dress with an overall ethereal sublime effect. The dress ends above her ankles encased in Nude stockings. I smile at the effect of the jeweled ballet flats Mia was ogling. The light seems to sparkle around her. She seems ethereal, mythical, angelic.
She twirls showing the wide-open naked back, the collar strap dress's gives, is the same covered white on white. The floral design surrounds a large dragon clutching a rifle, with "RIFLE BRIGADE". The lace with tiny buttons on the dresses edge like the front. The back of the skirt starts just above her tailbone. Her 400-year-old veil is draped back over her done up hair, by four bejeweled hair pins, a vague military badge design.
Around her throat over the silk collar holding up the front of the dress, is a three-inch wide Choker Neckless of blue sapphires and blue diamonds. At her waist, a jeweled medallion of rubies, emeralds, sapphires and blue diamond's hangs just above her V. I look at it hard, there are words formed by the jewels. I think it says 'I forever love you'. Her ears are bedazzled by round large white diamond studs, with an equal size gem sapphires, ruby, and emerald hanging down at different lengths.
I notice the adornment on her left chest. A cloth pair of feathered wings on a parachute, blue color, similar to Jason Jump Wings. A medal of some kind above it. I watch Abby walk up to us, I didn't realize I had walk up to her as well.
She smiles. "Anna's I would like you to wear this." She holds up an old fashion Ribbon watch. Anna nods. Abby pins it on. "It was Helen's. She wore it every day. She taught Anna to tell time with it, when she was two." She turns tears falling. Mia helps her away to fix her makeup. I hand Anna a handkerchief to dab the tears welling in her eyes.
Grace asks "your something old, borrowed, blue?"
"Yes, Grace my families SAS jump wings. This was made in Egypt, the fourth one made from Jock Lewes design based on the on Isis stylized sacred Ibis wings, as depicted on their hotel, the Shepheard's Hotel in Cairo. This badge is larger than the current one: This one is handstitched embroidered in white, light and dark blue thread on a canvas backing. Its, blue, old and borrowed from Frankie. This is the Elizabeth Cross and Memorial Scroll, for being brave in my grief for my Uncle. These rings on my right ring finger are my grandmothers wedding set. This one on my right index is my signet ring, announcing my noble title of Countess."
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Ray-pov: I stand quietly just inside the room, watching my daughter prepare for her wedding. How thing could have gone terrible wrong yesterday. I think about the anonymous postcard I got in the mail Monday, telling me Annie was in Seattle as Anna Steele. Who and Why are question I need to answer. The break in and everything happening. At least how she has security. Jason is a top-notch guy.
Seeing her now and they, yesterday. I will make her so called father pay for everything he did to her and Frankie. I look at her in the Antique dress; An angel for sure. I focus on the Wedding, but yesterday intrudes on my mind. How close to failure, how sweet the feeling of acceptance and love.
"Here on merit alone. But her dream is to be a publishing editor. She loves books, loves to help craft others dreams. You can be proud of her. She cares nothing for wealth, social position." I hear Andrea say; are they talking about me?
She walks in the door. Frozen; I fear she will turn and leave. I couldn't take the pain if she rejected me. What is she doing to do? I stare afraid of losing her again.
Everyone is frozen.
I see Christian's arm around her
"Ray?" she whispers nearly a whisper. Please let her be my daughter.
I stand, walking to her. Tears streaming down her face. "Annie!"
My voice is horse from the anguish of all those lost years. I feel my heart explode; my daughter in home!
Christian lets Her go to me: She jump into my arms. We hug and cry. I have Annie back in my life. I never what to leave. I look Jason is taking Christian away.
Time to get my little girl married. I never dreamed I would do this, I only hoped to be present. To have a sliver of her life. That was then, today is everything I never dreamed could be. My world is fresh and whole again. I walk up to my Daughter and her friends, family.
Gail is finishing Anna.
"Ladies, its time." I says; I turn to him and Jason.
I take Anna's hand. "nervous?"
"yes, very nervous." Anna says surprising us.
"About marrying?" I ask.
"God no, that I will trip and fall on my face." Anna says contrite.
"Hey, that is a real possibility: Love you but you are so clumsy. If a piece of lint is on the carpet, she'll find it and trip over it." Frankie tease his sister, before his girlfriend hauls him away. I like the girl already.
"Annie, hold my arm. I will make sure you don't fall." I bring the veil down over her face, offers my arm. "Let us begin!"
Gail -pov: Ray has become overnight an integrally member of the family. Another source of leadership and strength we all need. I watch my two bull studs in their Military uniforms. My they look hot. I notice Major Ray's top medal is a DSC with oak leaf cluster denoting a second award. I studied Army Medal to better understand one former Army Captain Jason's Taylor. His top medal is the DSM and Silver Stars with silver oak leave, denoting a second award. Once we get back; we will match Ray with a woman. I can think of a couple off the bat. I should introduce them at the reception.
Jason takes my arm and we walk down the aisle an take our place on the alter. I see Elliott standing tall with Winston on his very fashionable wedding leash, Paws sporting white dress cuffs and a Brioni tux bow-tie, Mia that girl!
I don't see Christian; but Jason's not stressed. He nods towards the piano. I see Christian playing the wedding march for his wedding. I see Anna watching him, the love is so intense I have to look away. It seems an intrusion on their moment.
"Who gives this woman?" The Reverend begins.
"I do! Her father! I give my daughter in holy matrimony." He says. Annie is staring only at Christian on the alter step. Ray smiles, picks her up and sets her on the step. Christian takes her hand pulling her close.
The Reverend pushes the bible between them forcing them back. "Let's have a little space till this is over. We are" I zone out looking at Christian face. I don't know if even he realizes he's being married. His eyes are locked on Anna. Elliott leans forward and pluck Christian ear. Starlings the pair. The Reverend repeats "Christian do you take Anastasia has your wife?"
"Sorry, I DO" he says blushing
He starts on Anna part. I watch Jason looking only at me. I smile shyly. Till Kate plucks Anna's ear. Bouncing the gems in her ear.
The Reverend tries to hide his grin, at the love-struck couple before him, he repeats Anna question. "Anastasia do you take Christian has you husband?"
"I DO! Forever!" She says. Leaning in, I think to kiss him. The Reverend puts the bible between them again. "In a minute please." They realize what they were doing and blush again leaning back. The Reverend finish the ceremony. Where's the kiss?"
"Given the couples intensity. I would like to be the first to introduce Mr. And Mrs. Christian Trevelyan Grey. Christian, Anna PG only in the Lord's House. You may now kiss the bride." Christian takes her in his arms. As she lifted the veil. They kiss like we aren't here; like no one is here except them. I feel Jason hug me and Kiss me; I come up for a breath unaware of where I'm at. O'yea the wedding.
Walking outside, I see them walking with Winston under an arch of swords. Frankie and his girlfriend follow them. The swords are put back in their sheaths. As the limo leaves. I turn to Jason "We have to hurry to Grey House before them."
"No, we don't. The driver has been instructed to take a scenic route; minimum of forty-five minutes to reach Grey House, with those four, I doubt they will notice." Jason says as we walk around the corner to the cars. Loaded up, we drive away I see four buses. "Police didn't want the traffic here to disturbed residents, so we arrange buses from Grey House and the Woodland Park Sports Field parking lot. We paid max receipt today to Monday plus twenty percent to the Woodland Park Zoo. They will have free admission for the weekend."
I look about in the SUV as Luke navigates the traffic to 15th avenue to get back to Grey house. Jason in the passenger seat; with Mia, Roz, Gwen and me in the back. We let Roz and Gwen make out, while Mia and me whisper secret about our guys.
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Christian-pov
I hold her in my arms, as the limo cruise thru the city. It seems a long trip. Anna bits my neck. "What?"
"The trip should be shorter to Grey House?"
"Silly, silly husband. We must meander back, so as to allow everyone to get to the reception before us. We must make a grand entrance." Anna purrs in my ear. "MMMMMM!" I moan.
If we are meandering then let's enjoy the time. The only problem Frankie and his girlfriend are in the limo. I glance; they are lip locked and making out. Screw it. I nibble and touch my wife. MY WIFE! How did fifty shades of f ##$# Ked up misery get luck to have this incredible woman in my life.
I see a faint ghost in the window, MOM? Maybe that is my answer, Ella's in heaven, no longer lost and in pain. My birth mother Ella is making up for my early life. I know she loved me, that I'm loveable. I can't call her just the crack whore anymore. She tried so hard, fail so badly, but she loved me.
My Birth Mother; Ella Martin, I can call you mother. The demons are gone, the need to punish her, myself over the abuse; failing to save her. I wondered after the Great White Pier bench; How do you capture an angel? You don't; she capture's you. In heaven looking down on us; My birth mother has reached out an touched us, to gift us this chance to be happy. I can't think of no other reasons Anna has entered my life.
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We pull up the front of Grey House. The crowd is twenty-deeps before you see the Paparazzi. They try to get closer, but the crowd isn't having it. Frankie and Charlotte go first. He dances her down the red carpet. I like that idea. Getting out, I turn to assist Anna. Winston hops out, shakes, snorts: walks midway down the red carpet and sits and raise a paw. A barrage of flash bulb goes off at him. He snorts and prances into Grey House like he's a movie star. We both laugh at him, our dog. I twirl her for the crowd. I take her in my arms; waltz her down the carpet thru the doorway. The crowd cheers us.
Wow, the inside is packed; I see large roped off section for family. The Auditorium that can house eight hundred is standing room. Being tall, I can just see table of food and drink near the far side. We could use drink, moving to the roped area I see a small table with refreshments. Gail hands us a bottle of water. I raise my eyebrow. Anna pops my ribs with an elbow. "Thank you, Gail," she says. God I can barely stand to not be in her.
"You both need to hydrate before alcohol." Gail laughs at us. I have to smile, she takes such good care on me, soon to be us. Maybe more with in the year. We mingle thru the crowd; several security guards keep the process orderly. We come to another roped area, I see my parents moving about. Mom comes over "Good, you're here let me introduce you."
We move thru an informal receiving line. We smile as my parents introduce us to the elites of the city, the British consular up from San Francisco, head of the local British office. The Generals and Commanding Officers of Ft. Lewis. The head of the 1St Special Forces Group here, had Ray as an instructor in Panama. Both Brigade commanders knew Ray and Anna's Uncle in Iraq. Several people are here I didn't know would be here. The Governor, both Senators, The State Attorney General, who's one of Dad's former law partners. A half dozen state legislators are milling about. I run into several Acquaintance from Harvard and high school, well before my last expulsion. After an hour of glad handing and meaningless chatter we escape back to the family. Anna is enjoying herself.
"TAP! TAP! Usually at these events: The best man will tell embarrassing tales of the groom. I have some whoppers about my kid brother. But I don't want to tell anyone those tales, except my new Sister-in-Law; The vivacious English beauty Anastasia; she'll need the blackmail material. But I can't be the jester right now. Christian, since the first time I saw you in that hospital bed, after Mom told me you were my new brother. I looked in your eyes; pain, fears I can't even now imagine, a broken soul. I promised! I would do anything and everything to never see you like that again. Sometimes I failed: sometimes I didn't. Now, I know you will never be alone. Never have that look in your eyes ever again. Your Wife will never let you go to the Dark Side, ever again; even if they have cookies. I love you Christian! I wish you both only happiness and joy for the rest of your life. To Anna and Christian!" He toasts us from across the room standing on the security front desk.
I love my brother. I see Roz helped up on the desk. Oh boy am I going to get it. "I would like to turn the newlywed's red in embarrassment with bawdy and indecent tales. But it is time to go to City Hall for the Civil Ceremony. Sorry family only. You are all invited to stay and party. Enjoy this wonderous magical event; The Prince of Seattle has won the beautiful English Countess; Who says fairy tales don't come true. Christian's let move that bride of your before you miss your appointment time. You Muscle boy help me down." I watch as Elliott foreman Clint helps Roz into Gwen's arms. Before he lets go, he gives Roz a big wet slobbering kiss with tongue on the lips. Gwen smacks him, he grins and give her one. Then takes off like a rabbit with Roz and Gwen in hot pursuit.
I laugh escorting Anna to the elevator to the garage. For our motorcade to City Hall and our honeymoon.
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Jason pov on the way to Boeing Field:
"Gail did you talk to Anna about it?"
"Yes, Sandy and me explained thing to her. She has lubricates, and stuff for after. We prepare her as well as we can." Gail cuddles into me.
"Good. I dread having this conversation with Sophie"
"Did you talk to Christian?"
"Yes, I had a good talk to him about letting Anna set the pace, and what he's too do. Be in tune to her needs and any discomfort. Above all take it slow and easy. They'll be time for rough stuff later."
"Jason! Rough stuff indeed!"
"Why Mrs. Jones? You never complain if its slow love making or fast hard f #King."
"Yes, but I have experience to deal with your perverted ways."
"Just wait till tonight at the lodge. You'll need to bite a rolled-up sock. I am going to slam, bam you so hard. You'll break every window in the place screaming in ecstasies. Go-Go-Gail!" I love her blush at her sex name. She curls into my arms, as the Boeing Museum passes. Soon the plane, soon the lodge, soon the lady of my dreams and life in my bed.
I watch the kids; they seem so in tune and in love. I think they will be ok. If not, we will help guide them. I smile. Everything is coming up roses.
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Boeing Field
CG pov:
The wedding is over, we've left the crowd: into the air in my jet. Destination; honeymoon at the secluded, isolated, luxurious Indian Lake Lodge, east of Juneau Alaska. We fly into Juneau, seaplane to the lodge. It's an isolated high security lodge designed for privacy; whether personal like us, or government or corporate parties. No cell phone, no WIFI, no TV. Just a log fire, wine and soft blankets to take my lady to heaven.
The staff is eight, with Jason and Gail. We have our own private 60-foot houseboat on the lake. The main lodge has twenty room, four large conference room and full kitchen. Two weeks of Anna and nothing else. Only satellite phone work here an I'm not turning mine on. I hold and kiss Anna's hand. As soon as the seatbelt sign goes off, I'm taking her in back; to our bed.
Must control my lust. She told me, damage her wedding dress, sleep in the dog house with Winston for the month. I rather sleep with her, inside of her. "MMMMM" Winston tends to sleep run on his back. Its funny to see his short legs pumping furiously, till they hit your flesh, I trimmed his nails twice over his sleep running.
I look out a see a private plaid painted plane with British markings head into Boeing Field. I have weird sensation it the evil in-laws. But they can't find us for two weeks. If they do, I'm sure Jason knows how to bury the bodies.
The no seat belt sign goes off. Anna hops up "Gail help me change, Christian is too keyed up."
Gail looks at me. "Go on Gail. I plan on loving my wife. No rooming with Winston for a month". They go into the bedroom
"Rooming with Winston?" Jason asks me.
"She told me, damage her wedding dress, sleep in the dog house with Winston for the month. I would take her at her word if I were you. Any thoughts for your wedding and honeymoon." I turn every few second to check the door. Finally Gail comes out, leaving the door open. ?
Jason gets up and takes a heavy case putting it on my bed, opening it up. Where is Anna?
"Anna's taking a shower." Gail tells me, reading my mind. I want to join her, but I can't with them in here.
I watch them pack away Anna wed outfit and jewelry. Jason hauls the case back to the conference table. Padlocks it to the wall. "KNOCK! KNOCK! Anna were done." I try to enter, but Gail push me back outside. "Sit. Anna will call on the intercom when she is ready for you." I sit fidgeting what is taking so long? The intercom rings, Finally! Gail answers, smiling.
"Christian, close your eyes count to twenty. They go to the bedroom. Remember be gentle. This is the most special thing you two will ever do together." Gail says calmly to me.
I count to twenty, steadying my heart beat and mind. I stand up and walk to the door. This is it! I open the door and step in, shut the door, lock it before I turn and raise my eyes from the floor. My mind is blank. Just blank. She sits on the bed, legs under her. In a dark blue baby doll. I arrive at the foot of the bed naked. How? when did I?
I slide up the bed, forcing her to her back. Loving her mouth and neck, while my fingers play a concerto on her body. The soft touches, fleet on her clit, the playful pinch of her nipples. Making her pleasure my only goal. I get her sweet breast and sensitive nipples. My finger works their magic. With in minutes she arches and scream my name as the first peaks rise in her. I keep her going till she begs me to stop.
I get her some water. Softly stroking her hair. Letting her start round two. She slinky down, taking my cock in her sweet mouth, all the way down her throat. She pistons me. I move around till she is on my chest. Her sex in my mouth. We sixty-nine till she screams and begs me to fu #$$k her. I maneuver for taking her virtue, let her get comfortable. I slowly, painful slide into her wet tight. "AnnAAAAAAAA"
I reach the barrier. I look into her eyes. She nods, I push thru quickly stopping to let her adjust. I bent down taking her lips. "Chris move, finish me." I slowly start to move inside of her. long strokes, build up the rhythm and force. Till she is clawing my back as waves of orgasms take us away. She grabs my hair, pulling my head up. "I pant LOVE pant YOU pant I'M RIGHT ON THE EDGE! CHRIS !" I drive in frantic to make her fly.
She tights like a vise on my cock. I can't take it! I shoot as she grinds on me. Riding thru orgasm Hurricane. I see stars and heaven in her eyes.
We wake sometime later. Looking into her blue eyes. "HI" I'm an idiot. Is that the best you can do; Grey?
"Hi, I've been watching you sleep. Wondering if all are times (she blushes bright red) will be like that?"
"God, I hope so, but there won't be any pain next time."
"Let's get a shower. I need to try your kinky things; Care to demonstrate something called doggy style and what is tit fu #King?" she scampers to the bathroom. I start to chase her, looking at the bed, there doesn't seem to have a lot of blood. "Anna are you ok?"
"No, you're not in here with me." I step into the hot shower. "There wasn't much blood?"
"Yea, Sandy said it could be heavy or light or not at all. The ointment helped to lower the pain. She said take it slow and listen to my body."
"I will listen to your body too. It makes my man happy and sore" I love on her neck washing her tits.
"Alright Casanova, my Power Girl Tities are clean. Move somewhere else." She purrs into my ear.
I move my soapy hands lower to her sex. Making sure its clean and well lubricated. "Power Girl Tities?"
"Yes, my siren breast, luring you off your sailboat. Remember?" I bite her ear. "Yes, that idiot brother of mine, Elliott won't let me swim to shore. By the time we got there you were gone with out a trace."
"hmmm let's go for another try, you can do some of your sexpertise on innocent little me." I haul her wet to bed. "you little woman are going to learn a crash course in Mile-High Club requirements"
I ravage her till she screams in need and release. I straddle her stomach, pushing her Power Girl Tities together. Riding my big cock between them "This Wifey is tit fu #King!" I go faster. She leans down her head to lick the tip when it gets near. "UGHH" I step back.
She smiles at me "Power Girl Tities fu #King your man. Anna 2 Chris 0." I flip her on her stomach, smack her ass. She arches and moans. She likes it. "Anna? I'm going to give you a pleasure spanking. Ok?" I caress her sweet ass.
"Yes, yes! Make me yours" she begs.
I put her on all fours and give her one to the right, one to the left. One in the middle has her arching and begging louder. I wonder how good the sound proofing is in here. "Sixteen!" I scream driving into her. she is dripping wet and furnace hot. She clamps onto me. as I loss my mind. Just a driving sex fu #$K machine.
I explode, falling off her and the bed. I can't feel my lower body. I can't see strait. I'll just stay here till I die. I think I'm going to get up off the floor. Aftercare for Anna. But I can't move. Maybe after a nap.
I wake with a start. Anna leaning over the bed, smiles at me. "Can you move?' she asks
"I think so, why?"
"No reason, it's just I can't seem to move any thing on my body but my mouth and eyes. I could use a Pepsi or a Red BULL." She whispers to me. I roll back and forth till I'm on my stomach. I claw my way up with the bed linen. I get to my feet and wish I hadn't. my legs are rubber. I stagger to the mini frig. I don't know if I have Pepsi, I tend to be a Coke Cola guy. Gail magical touch. Half coke, half Pepsi with two birch beer soda. "Anna what is Birch Beer soda?"
"Bring me that. husband!"
I bring them over sitting on the bed, she climbs her way to a sitting position using me. We lean on each other. "what is Birch Beer soda?"
"I'm too tired, babe, I'll tell you later. I want to sleep for a bit." She drains the bottle, hands it to me, laying down. She snoring before her head hit the pillow. I drain my coke, put the trash in the basket. Lay behind her, pulling her back into my arms. spooning with my angel, wife, my everything. I fade into sleep.
The damm intercom is blaring, what is it saying "Chris, Anna, thirty minutes till we land." I sit up watching Anna come chirp from the bathroom, she just showered. "Why didn't you wake me?"
"Adonis Christian Grey Sex God if I woke you, we would have to circle for a couple of hours before we could be gurney-off'd the plane."
"Ok! Ok, was it good for you, do you still respect me, now that you've had you wicked ways with innocent little me." I move around the snapping towel.
"No, I don't respect my insolent sex toy! And Christian Grey Esq. nothing on you is LITTLE!" Anna tease me. Laying naked on the bed, giggling. I start for her. "No! shower, seaplane, lodge, house boat no one to bother us for at least a week."
"Yes, you are at my mercy." I twirl my imaginery villain mustache in my best Boris (Rocky and Bullwinkle) accent.
"Shower!" I leave the door open, hoping she'll join me. I'm disappointed till I see the jeans and cardigan. Wow. She is smoking hot. I take her in my arms kissing her. "We better take our seats. Honeymoon starts now." She licks my lips.
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Boeing Field Earl-pov
Finally, we are descending, the local security company should have Anastasia under lock and key. We roll to a stop at the private terminal. If we're lucky we shouldn't be here long enough to experience the terminal. I see several Audi SUV waiting for us. Good maybe things are going to be orderly from now on. I abhor chaos.
I step on the tarmac, walking towards the SUV. Two hard men waiting is suits are glaring at me. The older one steps forward. He looks familiar, where have I seen him. I see Frank jr... Walking around the SUV. Followed by that traitor Sharp. Regardless they must have the kids?
"You have my tramp daughter. You were ordered to get her. WELL?"
"Frank, you haven't changed. Anna just flew out. Sorry you missed the Church and Civil ceremonies. Don't worry we taped the ceremonies, you can watch them later. The Blond tall GQ dressed guy with Frankie is Anna's father-in-law, Carrick Grey. He talked a judge into granting him wardship for Frankie. Questions? Maybe shut your mouth your catching flies." The old crew-cut guy laughs at me. How dare he, these people.
"Who the hell do you think you are!" I bark, frustrated at the news. She has escaped me. Maybe I can still follow her and get the marriage annulled.
"I'm hurt Frank, really hurt you don't remember me."
"I'm the Earl of Gloucester! Asshole! who are you!" I am losing it. I can feel Eliana hands trying to calm me. I glare at him.
The tall blond walks up "Well Frank, Earl of Gloucester your reputation proceeds you. I'm Carrick Grey, Anna's father-in-law. This is Roz Bailey my son's COO. Here are the papers granting me wardship for Frankie. Ray; Luke said you have thirty second." The GQ mature model blond guy is sneering at me. Shoving the papers into Hamilton hands. He walks away from me like I'm a commoner.
The old guy punched me. I lay on the tarmac. He leans over into my vision. "Frank, you should always remember the guy you f ##ked over. Who do I know I am, Anna's step father, Raymond Steele. Remember now?" He moves kicking my balls. I curl into a ball.
When I'm helped to my feet. The bull dyke is smiling at me. "Frank, I am having Sir John Masterson, our European Office Director, move to take control of Anna's inheritance. Sir John tells me, he will start the audit as soon as the Royal Court receive the wedding papers. Which are east bound by courier. So! I suggest you get your creepy little wife and daughter to London, before we impound the Citation X, and sell the old crate. Your big spending days are over. Goodbye.
We stand on the tarmac as the SUV leave. "Hamilton; find out what has happened. Get us lodging, transportation, turn the plane around to fly out at the earliest. We will be in the terminal lounge"
I take Eliana and Leia's hand and drag them after me. Who are these people? Why does Masterson name sound familiar?
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Carrick-pov
I sit next to Frankie in the SUV. We have just left his father on the tarmac. His mother never bothered to look up from her cell phone, even when she put hands on the Earl to calm him. The Sister looked drugged up. I'm thinking Frankie and Anna are the only adults in that family.
Earlier: During the reception:
Charlotte, who prefers to be called Chuckie of all things. Comes up to ask how we can keep Frankie in Seattle. She tells me about his father's abuse, neglect. I seethe over the humiliation Anna and him have suffered. The father doesn't dare get physical with Anna; her Uncle and Governess trained her in several martial arts and weapon. But Frankie is the perfect weapon to control and hurt Anna.
I let Chuckie run down her beau. I go find Judge Henderson. We go grab the British Consular. Working out guardianship for Frankie, to Anna with me as Regent. Philip, Chuckie's brother has evidence email to me. We are protecting Frankie and Anna. Grace is excited to have another child in the house.
Charlotte is demanding that she stay in Seattle. I wonder how their dynamic is. More than boyfriend/girlfriend; almost as if they are married? They are way older than their years. I want to cry over their lost innocent; nothing hurts more than a seeing a child world-wore, no innocents left, no wonder left of life.
I hug him in the SUV on the way to City Hall. Explain his new future. His only worry is Chuckie. We will have to work it out. The ceremony is short, the newlywed's spent close to an hour signing papers. Binding their fortunes and future. We have to delay the flight. I see Jason on the phone. He is animated, in a scary way.
Exiting City Hall, we see four men handcuffed face down on the curb. Welch is arguing vehemently with the Chief of Police. I see my law partner John Thomas talking to the State AG and the District Attorney. He thumbs up. He got this.
On the drive Jason tells me the Earl paid a sleazy bail bondsman to have his bounty hunter crew to snatch Anna and Frankie. I shake my head; Are these people so burnout they don't realize who they are f ##$king with.
We arrive at the Boeing Field. Parks with his arm in a sling, Ray just dislocated his elbow and shoulder. Watches as Reynolds preps the plane's security. Reynolds is going with Kids, Jason and Gail. He whispers to Jason and Ray pointing up in the sky. I hear holding pattern, what are they talking about. We get the kids on board with Gail, Jason, Reynolds. The door closes; as they taxis away.
"The Earl's plane is in a holding pattern till Mr. & Mrs. Grey jet get off the runway. I arranged a private meeting on the tarmac. The ladies will go to Grey Manor. No exceptions! Sorry Grace, Mia, Kate, Abby, Charlotte. No Exceptions!" Luke says unbending.
The lady's leaves, as a gaudy painted Cessna Citation X (Model 750) lands. "That's the family Tartan and Heraldry Colors. We hate it. A month, after Uncle Roberts' funeral; Dad had the plane paint like that. Loud and Obnoxious, just Dad's style.
I make sure my CPO Edward, hold Frankie when I walk up to serve the papers. We leave so Ray can deal his fatherly duty out to the Earl. Frankie and Ray seems still too stressed. I arrange for us three to meet Grace and Chuckie at Chucky Cheese in Bellevue off highway 520 on 148th Ave NW. They have never been. The food is crap, but the games are great. Besides Andrea arranged for Philip and his Lady a romantic dinner cruise on the Sounds.
I watch the city pass by the window of the SUV. It's been a hell of a two days. I'm going to de-stress with Whack-Mole. Imagine the Earl head popping up. Maybe challenge Gracie to Pacman game; She kicks my ass but I love to see her snoopy dance in victory. I hug Frankie to me, he de-ages every mile we travel from his parents. I like this second chance at child raising. Maybe I should talk to Grace about foster or adoption more kids.
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:::side story to flesh out the Lambert family history:::
during the reception, family area.
I sit with my girl Chuckie on my lap, watching my sister sparkle and smile, enjoying the limelight. With Christian on her arm, she is never unsure or timid. I haven't seen her stiff upper lip face all day. I smile, nuzzling Charlotte's neck.
Christian's Grandmother Theresa, she prefers to be called just 'Grandma T'. I think to annoy her husband, who goes by 'Grandpa T'. This is a very loving and eccentric family. I like it a lot.
"Frankie dear, is there a history about the dress." Grandma T asks
"Yes, Grandma, a history and curse: The hairpins holding the veil are jeweled regimental badges key in the family history. 95th Rifle Brigade, 30th (Cambridgeshire) Regiment of Foot, the 38th (1st Staffordshire) Regiment of Foot, and Rifle Battalion each played a role in shaping the family and the curse.
The first Anastasi's grandfather commanded 2nd battalion of 30th (Cambridgeshire) Regiment of Foot at the Battle of Saint Cast, before the battle he met the 20-year old daughter of the 1st battalion commander of the 38th (1st Staffordshire) Regiment of Foot.
They were conveyed to the French coast battle by Naval Captain Pigot, Chuckie and Philips ancestor, on the HMS York, a 60-gun fourth rate Ship of the Line, who took them off the beach during the withdraw, married them in Portsmouth Harbor before they disembarked. They had only one son, Devon. He had two children a boy Devon II and the first Anastasia. We are at time a very military family.
Our so many greats ago Aunt, the first Anastasia, was very much a modern woman, trapped in Victorian morals. She decided to marry against her father wishes; The fifth son of a landless, industrialist North Umbria Baron, who had served under Wellington's Spanish campaign in the 95th rifle. Her groom-to-be bought a lieutenant's commission in the newly formed Rifle Brigade reinforced for the Crimean War.
The first Anastasia's brother, had several servants beat the man she would marry. Then forced him to join the Rifle 1st Battalion sailing within a fortnight to fight in the Crimean War.
She secretly commissioned the dress to shock and humiliate her father and brother. The design on the back, a Victorian dragon with the Rife Brigade underneath. Was meant as a slam on her father and brother who turned down military service, while her husband served in that unit. She was married, publicly the Sunday before he shipped out, in the families Parish Church without warning. They left the church to overnight outside Portsmouth, before he sailed that Tuesday.
He was left in Istanbul, dealing with the regiment's logistic train. Great Aunt Anastasia pissed off about her father's attempt to annul the marriage. Hop the first ship to Istanbul. Arriving she discovered him in his hotel room shacked up for several weeks with another woman.
The families famous temper and violence rose up. Family lore says she slashed the other woman's face cheek to cheek. Cut hubby's wanker in half as a warning, with the rest to go if he cheated again. He arranged to go to the front, where he assumed, he would be safer.
The allies were marching on the Port City of Sevastopol. The allies' assault over the last natural defensive position before the city, the Alma Heights. During the river assault over the Alma river; Leading up to the battle for the heights. He was struck by several Rifle balls in the groin. He died in the Alma river. The curse is that if the bride wears the dress, husband cheats fate will not forgive him.
Anastasia stayed in Istanbul for twenty-five years, before coming home for her father funeral. Her brother proved to be a drunk, gambler, and womanizer. During her exile in Turkey, her husband's family suffered losses; which meant the industrial factories and mills were her's; making her very wealth. Family lore said she had a consort, a commoner, a businessman who was director of her companies. He's buried next to her in the family plot. They lived together in sin for forty years.
Her brother the Earl had two children; a Boy Devon III and daughter Clary. They travel to Istanbul for her to raise when they were five and three. Because her worthless brother could not. When Devon III married, he named his first daughter after the woman who raised him and his sister.
The second Anastasia, married a captain in the 94th Foot Connaught Rangers, she wore the dress. The man was unfaithful, he died in the 1880 at Bronkhorstspruit. She wore it a second time in 1910 to an officer of the Royal Navy. She was 50; he the 55-year-old Captain of CGS Stanley, Canada first Ice breaker. He was the second son of a Canadian mining millionaire. They died childless in 1920's in the South Pacific during a typhoon.
All that wealth landed on great-great-great grandfather Devon III, who served with Churchill in the 1st and 2nd Boer wars. He died of a heart attack in WWI on the way to Egypt. Who's only worth anything grandson join Lewe's in Cairo, in WWII to form the SAS.
The sapphire in Anna belly button is the same one the second Anastasia wore at her second wedding. She had the hair pins made as well. Unfortunately, the veil was lost in the Attic of the London house. It was not recovered till grandmother found it for her wedding.
The Choker was a present from Prince Albert, to the first Anastasia for saving one of his children at the pools in Bath. Strangely: She kneed Prince Albert in the balls at a Royal Ball; family legend says he said something unkind to his wife Victoria, who was a personal friend of hers.
Clary wore the dress for her wedding, causing more of a scandal then the first Anastasia. She married a commoner. A Structural Engineer for the Canadian railway. She commissioned the medallion for her wedding. She lived to see great-Grandfather join the Army. She died a week after her husband; Their three great-grandson all died in WWII during the Battle of the Bulge; Ending the last Canadian branch of the family
The jewels in the medallion reads "I love you forever" the back has an inscription as well "To the very last breath, beat, to the last thought, you are my one and only." The earrings Grandmother had made when Anna turned thirteen. If you look closely you can see the words in scripted on them 'I, diamond; love, ruby; you, emerald; forever, sapphire." Written on each gem in descending order. It become the female motto of the family.
Grandmother gave Anna her original wedding ring set to wear for luck. Like she needed it. The Family believes that wearing the dress insures fidelity. The veil insures fidelity and soulmate. The hairpins a path to our past. The medallion, well the family lore says wearing it is a f #$K you I'm marrying him anyway with or without your permission. So, that the history of her wedding outfit. Questions?
Mia smiles "The shoes?"
"The shoes, Anna and Grandmother design them as her addition to the outfit, as the third Anastasia." I cuddle Chuckie. She's heard the stories.
Grandma T is petting my arm, tears in her eyes. "Frankie that is a family history to be proud of. Never let the loser relations' drag you down. You and the good members of your family are respected, loyal, and loving. Hold those people in your heart. Never let the others in. now let Charlotte go and get me a wine spritzer please."
I look at her, as Chuckie get off my lap. Smirking at me, "Go we are doing girl talk about you and rest of the guy's in the family. You don't want me telling about the horse at Lake House, do you?"
"Yes, mama right away. If you do, I'm not coming to your birthday." I smirk back planting a fleeting kiss on her lips. I dance away to the refreshment table. I stare at the three-huddle close, conspiring pranks awaiting us are being hatched. I wonder if I need protection from the females in my new life. I laugh. They may dent me, but never break or really hurt me. I guess I should ask Elliott how to handle these loving women, I only know how to deal with my parents and Leia.
Shit! Elliot just climb on a desk with a microphone.