Christian

"Christian, honey are you okay?" my mom's voice startles me from my thoughts.

I look over my shoulder and see her leaning on the doorway to the office staring at me in concern. I sigh and turn around and go back to my paperwork that I was working on earlier.

"I'm fine," I murmur as I pick up several invoices.

Mom sighs and walks into the office and over towards me. She places her hand on my shoulder before speaking. "You don't look fine," she says hesitantly.

"I'm fine, mom," I sigh and put the invoices down.

Mom squeezes my shoulder before walking towards Elliot's desk and picks up the sonogram picture that he has framed on his desk.

I swallow thickly when she smiles at it before putting it back down on the desk.

"You were surely burning a hole in this picture," she nods towards the frame.

I sigh, "I was not."

"I'm sorry, honey."

"Nothing to apologize for, mother," I grumble.

She exhales before walking towards me again. She stands beside me, staring at my picture frames that litter my desk. I have three photos of Ana and me throughout our relationship. One of the pictures is us on our honeymoon to Seattle. The second picture was a random selfie that I took of us one-weekend last year, and the third was a photo taken at a party we attended that was hosted by Carla's law firm a few years ago.

Mom smiles and picks up the photo from our honeymoon and traces our faces. "You look so happy here, honey. I just love this picture," she murmurs as she stares down at it.

"I am always happy when I'm with her," I crack a smile as I stare at the picture of me kissing the side of Ana's head.

She carefully places the picture back on my desk before kissing my forehead. "I'll let you get back to work," she murmurs as she combs my hair back with her fingers.

I nod and stare back down at the papers in front of me as she leaves my office leaving me with my thoughts.

It's been a few weeks since Ana started back on the medication to help her ovulate. We both decided to not stress on having a baby and just to enjoy our time trying as we did in the beginning.

Looking back on our past fight about the IVF causes me to sigh in defeat. I know Ana doesn't want to do the procedure again, but I think it will help our chances of having a baby. I understand Ana's reasoning and fear of not wanting to do it again, and that's why I asked if we can at least try again with the medication.

This whole pregnancy thing with my brother got me thinking of wanting to try again. I know it's a smarter thing to do is wait until we are more financially stable, but on the other hand, I don't want to wait any longer. If we do get pregnant soon, hell the business could be fine in a few months, and everything could go back to normal, money wise.

I wasn't lying to Ana when I said that the garage was doing better this last month. It turns out that the fucker, Lincoln, isn't a good businessman. I have heard from their past customers who won't step foot in that garage again due to poor management and increased repair fees. Most of our services are half of what they charge, and one customer the other day complained that they charged some bullshit fees for their oil change when they picked up their car.

Let's just say, that Linc fucker was not happy of his loss in customers these last few weeks.

I lean back in my chair and crack a smile when I look out in the garage and see five cars being worked on. The business is still slower than it has been in years, but we are slowly getting back to where we were last year profit wise.

My eyes stray down to the picture frames once more causing me to smile when I stare at my wife's smiling face.

Suddenly I have an urge to hear my wife's voice. I grab my phone and hit Ana's number. She picks up on the third ring.

"Hey."

"Hi. How is your day?" I lean back in my chair.

"Good. Just watching a series that caught my eye on Netflix."

"Oh yeah? Is it good?" I chuckle.

"It is. It's called Hemlock Grove. I swear the main character in this show could be Elliot's doppelganger," she giggles causing me to chuckle.

"I bet that character is ugly as fuck then," I laugh as Ana gasps into the phone.

"Christian! That's mean," she tries not to laugh.

"Just wanted to hear your voice, baby. I miss you," I sigh.

"I miss you too. Are you okay?" I can hear the concern in her voice.

"I'm fine. Nothing is wrong, just miss you today. I hate working on Saturday's and leaving you alone," I exhale and lean my head back against my chair.

I usually don't work Saturday's, but since we had to fire the mechanic a while back who usually worked on Saturday's. I had to step in on the weekends to help Elliot who usually works a few days a week as well as the weekend. Dad is working on finding a replacement, so I don't have to work every Saturday since I work all week.

"I hate it too, but I understand that your dad needs you," she sighs.

"He has an interview today for the position. I'll let you know."

"Okay."

"I'll let you go so you can watch your show," I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Okay. I love you," she giggles.

"I love you too, see you later," I chuckle and then hang up right when Elliot walks into the office.

"Was that buttercup?" he nods towards my phone.

"Yes, just calling to check in," I nod.

"What is she doing?" he quirks an eyebrow.

"Watching some show, she found on Netflix. She said the main character could be your ugly twin," I smirk, and he gives me the middle finger.

He sits down at his desk and sighs. I look up from the papers on my desk. He looks tired with dark circles under his eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"Just tired. Didn't get a lot of sleep last night," he groans and puts his feet up on the desk.

"Did the girlfriend keep you up with sex or something?" I snort.

He rolls his eyes. "I wish. She was up puking her guts out most of the night. Morning sickness has hit full force," he groans miserably.

I shrug because I wouldn't know. I swallow thickly and finish looking over some reports before signing onto my computer.

"So…," Elliot puts his feet down and stares at me.

"What, Elliot?" I sigh in annoyance.

He clears his throat and opens his mouth to speak but closes his mouth and looks away. I quirk an eyebrow at him when he looks around the office, almost awkwardly.

"Never mind. I'm going to get back out there," he gestures to the garage.

I narrow my eyes at him when he gets up from his chair and heads into the garage.

"Eddie, hand me that wrench," I say as I lean over to look under the hood of a car.

He hands me the wrench after I wipe my sweaty forehead with my shirt. Before I can get back under the hood, I hear mom's voice behind me.

"Christian, look who's here."

I turn around to see Ana standing beside my mother. I smile as she bites her lip and walks towards me. Mom smirks and walks back towards the office.

"Hey."

"Hi, sexy," she purrs.

She reaches me and smashes her lips to mine causing me to stand still in shock for a few seconds. I groan as she runs her hands through my hair as I squeeze her ass.

"I missed you," she says against my lips.

"I missed you too," I smile and kiss her nose.

"I know we just talked, but I couldn't wait to see you. Do you mind if I wait in the office?" she says as she pecks me on my lips.

"Of course not. I'll be just a few more minutes," I kiss her again before letting her go.

It takes me a little while longer to finish under the car, but when I am finally done, I wipe my hands on a towel and head towards the office.

I'm surprised when I open the door and see Elliot, Aleida, and Ana talking and laughing. Aleida sits on Elliot's lap while Ana sits in my chair giggling at something that Elliot says.

"Having fun?" I smirk as I walk towards my wife.

"Tons," Elliot wiggles his eyebrows at Ana causing me to roll my eyes.

I lean down and peck her on the lips. She smiles up at me. "Are you ready to go?" she asks before standing up.

I nod and gather my wallet, phone, and keys from my desk. I am just about to take Ana's hand into mine before the office door suddenly opens. I frown in confusion when I see dad in the doorway looking pissed.

"Elliot, Christian. I need you," he snaps before storming out of the office.

"Shit," Elliot hisses and moves his girlfriend off his lap.

Ana looks at me worriedly. "Stay here," I demand before walking after Elliot.

Walking into the garage I see mom and dad standing in front of that fucker Linc and his wife, Elena.

"What the hell is going on?" Elliot snaps.

"This prick here seems to think we are deliberately stealing his customers," dad hisses practically in the prick's face.

"You are stealing them! Your bastard son over there is telling lies about my garage!" he angerly points to me.

I grit my teeth while I glare at the fucker. "My son did no such thing. It's not our fault you don't know how to run a business," dad snorts.

"Who do you think you are?" he pushes dad causing Elliot and me to lunge forward.

Dad tries to lunge for him, but Elliot holds him back. Mom puts her hand on dad's face causing him to calm down.

"You better back the fuck off!" I spit in his face.

"What are you going to do about it, pretty boy?" he puffs out his chest and glares at me.

We glare at each other for a few seconds before he walks backward a few feet.

"Elena, this is the dick you have a silly crush on?" he scoffs and looks over his shoulder.

I narrow my eyes at her as she looks suddenly embarrassed. "What the hell are you talking about?" I frown in frustration.

"Nothing. My husband doesn't know what he is talking about," she chuckles humorously.

"Of course, I know. You have been prancing around this joke of a garage ever since we moved here. Don't play dumb with me, Elena," he turns around and glares at her.

I look at them confused as hell on what the fuck they are going on about. I look behind me and see dad, Elliot, and mom watching on in annoyance. I spot Ana and Aleida standing by the open office. Ana rolls her eyes when Elena starts going on her silly spiel.

"Oh, go screw yourself, Richard. Fine! I was trying to get his attention, so what? He was never interested anyway," she rolls her eyes and flips her hair.

"You are a fucking bitch. I hope your happy with this fucker because we're done!" he spits out at her causing her eyes to widen in panic.

He turns to me, and I quirk an eyebrow. "Good luck paying for her Botox treatments. They're expensive," he hisses at me before storming his way out of the garage.

I sigh in irritation and then roll my eyes when Elena scurries off behind him while yelling out his name in protest.

I turn around to see my family staring at me in amused confusion. "That was eventful," Elliot scoffs before taking out a cigarette.

I shake my head at this whole ridiculous situation. That asshole came over here accusing us of stealing his customers, and then went off track and got pissed at his wife due to her wanting me?

Ana sighs as she walks towards me. She puts her arms around my neck and stares at me in concern. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. That was fun," I roll my eyes before kissing her forehead.

"I'll say," she snorts.

"Come on, let's go home," I sigh and take her hand in mine.

AN: Early update!

I hate to do this, but I am going to place this story on hold for the time being. I want to write out the rest of this story and post it, so I can give regular updates. School for my kids is also approaching soon and I will be busy getting ready for that. I want to redo chapter 18 since I didn't like how it turned out, so no update after this one for a while. Sorry about this, but I promise to finish this story and hopefully it won't take too long to write.

Just in case you were wondering, Ana and Christian will get to have a baby, not going to drag it out until 50 chapters or anything, but there will be time jumps in the upcoming chapters.

I hope you all bear with me with the absence. Thank you all for the reviews and following this story. I appreciate all the support :)

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