AN: Changed the timeline of this chapter due to a huge mistake on the timeline of this story. Leila would have had her baby already since it's been well over nine months. *facepalm* Sorry about that, and thank you MrsAnastasiaGrey for pointing that out.

Christian

"You sure you don't want to come with us?" Ana pouts as she packs her overnight bag.

"I can't babe. Dad needs me at the garage," I sigh and kiss her forehead before she continues packing her bag.

It's been a while since the Lincoln freakshow at the garage, and I'm pleased to report that everything has returned to normal. Well, finance wise.

It turned out that Lincoln was a horrible businessman, which caused him to lose his customer base. We got our regular customers back, as well as new ones which caused our finances to return to where they were last year.

Lincoln and his wife ended up getting a divorce and he left her to deal with the business, while he ran off to California with his assistant. Last I heard was Elena hiring other managers to oversee the company while she moved to back to Seattle where they supposedly lived before they moved here.

Despite their garage still down the street, we're again turning a reasonable profit and business is still increasing, so I'm not too worried about the garage's future.

"Who is she getting married to again?" I frown as I help Ana pack her bag.

Ana and her parents are going to visit family in Nebraska for her cousin's wedding that is tomorrow. I can't go with Ana due to the increased work at the garage and dad couldn't find any other mechanic to double their hours this week.

"He's some businessman who is originally from London. I can't remember his name. Something that starts with a J?" Ana twists her lips.

"How long have they known each other?"

"Not long. I think mom said a few months?" she shrugs and zips up her bag.

"Is she pregnant or something? Why the rush?" I frown as she puts her arms around my neck.

"Mom didn't say she was pregnant. I have no idea. She said that they met at a fundraiser and hit it off. He proposed, and she said yes," she said matter of factly.

"Well, I wish I could come with you baby. Our bed is going to be too big without you," I pout, and she giggles.

"I know, but she wanted us there at her wedding. Plus, I haven't seen Jenna in a while. It will be good to catch up with her before her honeymoon," she runs her hand through my hair.

"You be careful okay? Call me when you land?" I sigh.

"I will the second I can. I love you," she smiles and pecks me on the lips.

I deepen the kiss, but it doesn't go further because the front doorbell rings. Ana groans against my lips. "That's mom. Got to go. I love you."

"I love you too," I smack her ass before she picks up her bag and luggage.

She giggles and walks towards the front door. I follow behind her and say a quick hello to her parents before kissing Ana goodbye. They all wave from the car before taking off down the street.

I sigh and turn around to go back inside, but Carrick and Grace wave at me from their porch causing me to stop and wave back.

"Evening, Christian," Grace says sweetly.

"Evening," I smile and walk towards them.

"Did Ana get off okay?" Grace asks while she knits what looks like a scarf.

"Yeah," I sigh as I walk up the steps with my hands in my jean pockets.

I shake Carrick's hand before kissing Grace on her cheek.

I notice music coming from inside their house. I quirk an eyebrow when I hear giggling and then running.

"Mia has her friends over for the evening," Carrick chuckles at my curious expression.

I smirk and then nod. Suddenly the front door opens to reveal Mia and four of her friends smiling right at me. I smile tightly at them when a few of them flip their hair and quietly giggle.

"Mr. Trevelyan can Christian stay for dinner?" one of the girls asks while biting her lip.

Mia blushes before glaring at her friend. "I don't see why not. Christian, would you like to stay for dinner?" Carrick smiles while taking off his reading glasses.

I glance over at our house for a few seconds in hesitation. I was going to make a sandwich for dinner, but with Ana gone for a few days, I don't want to eat alone tonight.

"That would be great. Thanks," I nod at Carrick.

"Wonderful. Girls," Grace gestures to the house.

Grace rolls her eyes in amusement when they giggle and head into the house. Carrick chuckles as he gestures for me to follow behind his wife.

I rub my hands together in nervousness when Carrick follows me into the house. He closes the door and pats my back before gesturing towards the kitchen.

"Would you like some wine?" I follow him into the kitchen.

"Not really a wine drinker," I chuckle as he does the same.

"Well, we have water, beer, tea, lemonade?" he says while he looks through the refrigerator.

"Beer sounds good," I sigh as I sit down at the kitchen table.

He nods as he grabs a beer from the fridge. He hands me a bottle of Shiner Bock before pouring himself some white wine.

"Thanks," I smile at him before taking a sip of my beer.

"So, Christian, how is it going?" one of Mia's friends suddenly appears to my right.

"Good," I give her a tight smile before taking another sip of my beer.

"No, wife tonight?" she smirks as she flips her blonde hair over her shoulder.

"She's out of town for a wedding," I grumble as I peel the wrapper off the beer bottle.

"You must be so lonely," she pouts and places her hand on my arm.

I try not to roll my eyes at her while moving over, so her hand slips off my arm.

Carrick notices my annoyed expression when he turns back around to sit next to me at the table. "So, Lillian, how is school?"

I breathe a sigh of relief when she turns her attention towards Carrick. Grace comes over to the table and gives me a sympathetic smile before placing a bowl of dinner rolls down onto the table. I smile gratefully and grab a dinner roll as she goes back into the kitchen.

After a few minutes, Mia and her other friends join us at the table. Mia smiles shyly at me before sitting down next to Carrick. Her other friends smile and giggle at me before whispering to each other. This time I do roll my eyes when they are not looking causing Mia to look down in embarrassment.

Are high school girls always this annoying?

Grace brings the rest of the food onto the table, and we all eat and conversate for over an hour before I let them know that I am going to head home. Mia's friends look crestfallen when I turn them down when they asked me to stay and watch a movie with them. I inwardly shiver in disgust when I think about spending any more time in their presence. All I want to do right now is go home and facetime Ana before she heads to bed for the night since her cousin's wedding is tomorrow.

After kissing Grace on the cheek and saying goodbye to Carrick, I head out. When I close the front door, I walk down the steps and pull out a cigarette and light it before the front door opens, and Mia's friend Lillian comes out onto the front porch.

I scowl and exhale and turn around when she smiles and bites her lip while walking over to me. What now?

"Why the rush?" she purrs while following behind me.

"Going home. Goodnight," I growl and walk up the steps to my front door.

Before I can get the door open, she grabs my arm. "I heard about your wife's little problem," she pants as I turn around and glare at her.

"Excuse me?" I scowl.

"I heard that your wife couldn't give you a baby. You know I have no problem offering you my services?" she smirks and runs her hands up my chest as I look at her in shock.

She looks at me with lust in her green eyes causing me to look at her in repugnance as I grab her hands that are slowly working their way down my abs.

"Get the fuck off my porch," I snap as I practically throw her off me.

She doesn't seem to get the hint because she gives me another smirk and tries to grab my crotch. I move away from her before she can touch me further.

"I said get off my porch," I yell causing her to back up in shock.

I growl at her while opening my door, but this chick has other plans and runs towards me causing me almost to fall backward as she appears in the doorway. She glares at me while slamming the door as I look at her dumbfounded.

"What the hell! Get the fuck out of my house!" I shout as she saunters towards me.

"So, tense. I bet I can help with that," she smirks and continues to walk towards me.

I had enough of this bitch. I lunge towards her and grab her by the upper arm and almost drag her to the door trying to dodge her hand that is still trying to cup my crotch.

I throw her on the porch causing her to almost fall to the side in her stupid high heels. "Get out of here before I call the police," I shout, and she stares at me in anger.

"Fuck you, asshole. You know where to find me when your bitch of a wife doesn't give you want I can," she smiles smugly at me before turning around and walking away.

"Fucking psycho," I yell after her as I slam the door and pant in anger before throwing myself in my recliner and putting my head in my hands.

What the fuck just happened?

I take a deep breath and run my hand through my hair and try to calm down. I flex my hands that are still slightly shaking and fall back onto the chair and close my eyes for a few minutes.

I don't know what that bitch's problem and I have no idea how she found out about our struggle to conceive a baby. I don't think that Carrick or Grace would say anything to Mia, so I am at a loss on how she found out about it. I shake my head and breath in and out before I close my eyes once again.

I startle awake after dozing off in my chair to a pounding at the front door. I groan when I think it's that bitch coming back and for a second I contemplate ignoring it, but I get up after I hear a loud cry coming from beyond the door.

"Christian!"

I frown when I hear Leila's voice. I throw open the door when I see her cupping her stomach and looking at me in panic.

"What the hell? Are you okay?" I rush towards her and help her into the house.

"No! I think I am in labor," she cries as she holds her stomach.

My eyes widen as I help her sit down in my recliner. "How did you get here?"

"I've been having Braxton hicks' contractions all day, and I thought that a walk would help and keep my mind off it. When I was walking, my water broke, and I stupidly forgot my phone, so that I couldn't call an ambulance. Luckily, I was near your street. Can you take me to the hospital?" she sniffles as she rubs her stomach.

I panic and look around frantically trying to find my keys while Leila cries out in pain from another contraction.

Finally finding my keys, I help her stand up and walk her to my truck while she continues to have contractions every few minutes. When I finally get her buckled in, I hop into the driver's seat, and back out of the driveway and race to the hospital.

"Where is Ana?" Leila groans after a contraction.

"She is out of town for a wedding," I explain while speeding towards the hospital.

"Oh, yeah. I totally forgot about that. I'm sorry, Christian," she starts crying again while having a vice grip on my arm.

"Why are you sorry?" I frown.

"I know that we are not your problem, so if you want, you can just drop me off at the entrance," she points to the entrance to the birthing center while panting.

"Of course, I won't just drop you off. You're crazy if you think I will just leave you here alone," I look at Leila in confusion as I park my truck by the entrance.

She looks at me gratefully and nods her head. I race to her side as she slowly gets out of the seat. I see a nurse walking towards us while holding a wheelchair. "She's in labor," I explain to the nurse causing her to smile and help Leila onto the seat.

"Follow me, please," the nurse says before wheeling Leila towards the hospital doors.

"Okay, dad, we are going to get her hooked up here. Would you tell the nurse at the desk that you are checking in your wife?" she smiles at me before wheeling Leila off towards a bed.

I was just about to correct her when she said that I need to check in my wife, but before I can say anything, the nurse at the desk started speaking. "Name, please?"

"Leila Williams," I shake my head when the nurse gives me forms to fill out.

"Okay, Mr. Williams, just sign the forms and our nurses will bring you over to the delivery room," she explains before going back to her computer.

"I'm not her husband. She is just a good friend of mine," I say as I fill out the forms.

The nurse looks up with a frown. "Well, then I can't let you back if you're not the father or family," she explains while I hand her back the forms.

I groan, and before I can explain to her that Leila wants me to be there, I hear her scream behind me.

"Please let him go with me! I have no one else," she cries as tears run down her cheeks.

The two nurses who are about to wheel her off towards a delivery room looking up at the desk nurse with a nod to let her know that I can go with them.

"Okay, sir. What is your name?" the nurse asks while they wheel Leila down the hallway.

"Christian Grey," I say as I look towards Leila in concern when she cries out in pain.

"Is that with an E or an A?" she asks while typing on her computer.

"E," I say and tap my fingers on the desk nervously.

"Wrist, please," she asks while holding out a wristband.

I give her my wrist with a frown as she places the band on my wrist and snaps it closed. The band has my name on it next to Leila's name and a room number.

"You would need that to go in and out of the delivery room floor. You can go back, now. She is in room 21," the nurse gives me a polite smile before going back to her computer.

I nod and rush towards the room, and I swallow thickly when I walk through the door and see Leila on the bed with her legs open and a doctor checking on her. I look away and stand there awkwardly not knowing what to do.

"This way," a nurse smiles at me before gesturing to stand next to Leila's side.

"Your wife is almost fully dilated and is about ready to push," the doctor smiles at me.

"I'm not her husband. Friend," I explain and wipe my sweaty hands on my jeans.

"Oh, I see. Well, she is almost there," She smiles before turning her attention back to Leila.

Leila suddenly grabs my hand as a contraction hits her. She screams and throws her head back in pain as a nurse wipes her head with a damp washcloth.

"Okay, Mrs. Williams, you are fully dilated. It's time to push," the doctor says.

I start to sweat while she begins to push. I wince when she crushes my hand and screams out. "It burns. Oh, my God."

I grimace and look towards Leila as she continues to push through the contractions. After a few minutes, the doctor looks up and encourages her to do a final push since the baby is crowning. Leila is yelling and telling us that she can't push anymore. I swallow nervously and look around the room in a panic. Fuck, I need to do something.

Leila screams out as I lean over and place my hand on her head and run my hand through her hair. She looks me in the eye, and I give her an encouraging smile causing her to weakly smile back as tears run down her cheeks.

After a few seconds of pushing, we hear a piercing cry. My eyes widen when I see a tiny baby in the arms of the doctor who is cleaning out her nose and mouth with a blue suction thing.

"It's a girl," the doctor says before placing the baby on Leila's stomach. Leila breaks out in tears as she gets a good look at her daughter.

I watch in awe as Leila cradles the baby in her arms while she talks to her daughter. I smile, and my eyes get glassy as I watch the tender moment between mother and daughter.

"Would you like to cut the cord?" One of the nurses suddenly asks me.

My eyes widen once more, and I look nervously at Leila who looks towards me having heard the nurse.

"It's okay, Christian. Thank you for being here with me," she smiles before grabbing the scissors and cutting the cord herself.

"Thank you for allowing me to be here. She is beautiful, Leila. What is her name?" I smile as I come forward and look down at the baby. She has a head full of dark brown hair and when the baby opens her little eyes, I see that they are a deep brown.

Leila beams up at me before staring down at her daughter. "Annabelle Christine."

I tenderly smile at Leila before squeezing her arm gently. "That's a good name," I chuckle as the nurse takes the baby to get cleaned up.

"Thank you. You guys have been such good friends to me. Thank you," she smiles up at me before patting my hand.

"Anytime," I nod with a smile as we both watch the nurse wrap Annabelle in a pink blanket.

"Here you go, mommy," the nurse smiles before handing her off to her mother.

"Thank you," Leila smiles and holds the baby close to her chest.

"You can leave her swaddled if you want, and whenever you are ready, you can do some skin to skin with her," the nurse explains.

Leila nods and decides to unwrap Annabelle and do just that. I smile as she rubs her back while kissing her on the head. I stand beside the bed looking down at the baby for a while as Leila holds her close to her chest.

In the silence of the room, I can't help but become even more excited when the day finally comes when I will be doing this with Ana. I just hope that it soon becomes a reality for us because I can't imagine not being a father and I know that Ana can't imagine not being a mother someday.

AN:

I rewrote this chapter, and I decided to just try to get out updates when I can instead of waiting to post the rest of the story, which will probably take a while. I'm sorry for going back and forth with what I was going to do, but I will try my best to give you updates on a regular basis.

So, Leila had her baby, and the drama with her and the father is coming up in the next several chapters. I am planning on doing a time jump soon and get the story progressing to where I want it to be.

Thank you so much for following and reviewing. I will try to update the next chapter here soon. :) Pinterest has been updated.