Hi ladies, so here it is the second part of Broken. I couldn't come up with a good name, so I'll just post it in this story... I want to thank all of you for being so patient with me, as I had promised to start posting this story way earlier. For now, I can't promise more than two or three chapters each month, but I'll finish this story just like I will finish my other ongoing stories...


Chapter 1 - The Calm Before The Storm

Ana (August 18th 2022)

"Are you sure you sure you want to visit Safe Haven tomorrow, baby?" Christian asks while we are cuddled up naked under the covers in our bed.

"Yes, I want to go at least one more time before Aria is born." I murmur through a yawn and kiss his chest.

"What if you go into labor?" He asks concerned and I have to stop myself from rolling my eyes. He is always so worried, especially now that I am only three weeks away from giving birth.

"She hasn't even turned yet, Christian and it's still three more weeks to go. Neither Teddy nor Phoebe came early, so I am positive that Aria won't show up before we have the c-section scheduled." I reply and frown. I'm really not looking forward to having another c-section. Recovering from Phoebe's birth was a lot harder than recovering from having Teddy, whom I have delivered vaginally. However, I know that trying to deliver Aria naturally would be taking a huge risk both with her health and with mine so I didn't even try to argue with Dr. Greene or Dr. Bowers.

"Just saying... I would feel a lot better if I could accompany you." He says, but he has to attend a meeting at the New York offices to seal a deal he has been working on for almost seven months now, so there is no way to reschedule it.

"I'm going to be fine, besides, Mia and Gideon will be there too and I am taking our kids and security with me, so I will be fine. You worry too much, babe. How about we use the time until our children wake up for something more exciting than talking?" I ask seductively and let my hand slide down his firm belly until I reach my goal.

"That sounds like a really good..."

"Hi." We both hear the tired voice of our two-year-old daughter and sure enough, she is standing right next to the bed.

"I swear to god, Ana that child comes straight from freaking Hogwarts." Christian mutters under his breath and quickly dives into the boxer shorts he had under his pillow, before he lifts Phoebe onto the bed.

We had to buy Phoebe a big girl bed recently, because she has started to climb out of her baby bed in a stunt worthy of a circus artist. It was sheer luck that Christian woke up as early as he did and looked at the baby monitor. What he saw made him jump out of the bed naked and run to Phoebe's room where he caught her just before she dropped head first to the floor.

That day, she got her big girl bed. Another thing we still haven't figured out is how she opens our bedroom door, because she has just turned two and can't even reach the handle by herself. I'm pretty sure she jumps to reach it, but Christian is already sure that our daughter is the next Houdini.

"Mommy hug!" She demands and I have to bite my lip so I won't laugh when crawls over Christian and kicks him in the crotch as she climbs into my arms.

"Every god damn morning the same... the kid does it on purpose." I hear Christian mutter under his breath and I snort with laughter.

"Mommy hi." Phoebe grins and gives me a sloppy kiss.

"Good morning darling, you are up early." I smile and kiss her adorable face until she giggles. "Today, we are going to have a BBQ and guess what, your Grammy Carla is going to arrive today." I tell her and she starts to bounce in excitement so Christian takes her from me.

"You have to be gentle with mommy, Princess. We don't want to hurt your little sister right?" He says to Phoebe and she gently pats my belly.

"Hi Awiwa." Phoebe says in the most adorable way. So far, she seems to be happy to get a little sister, so Christian and I are keeping our fingers crossed that she will be the same once Aria arrives, because neither of us wants to go through the jealousy fits that Teddy threw when we brought Phoebe home from the hospital ever again.

Later that day my Mom has arrived and while Christian and I are getting everything for the BBQ ready, she has taken the kids to an ice cream parlor just two blocks away from our vacation home.

"Hey Bro!" We both hear Elliot's cheerful voice and find him and Kate walking into the kitchen. They have decided to join us here for two weeks, while Kate's parents have taken their kids on vacation to the Outer Banks for two weeks.

"Looking good, little momma." Elliot says and hugs me before Kate shoos both Elliot and Christian out of kitchen.

"Oh my god, Ana. I couldn't wait to see you. I need to show you something, but you can't say a word to anyone, Elliot doesn't know yet." She says and hands me a sonogram picture.

"Oh my gosh... wait are those two?" I ask stunned and Kate gives me the biggest smile.

"Yes, I just found out two days ago and you know how Elliot always wanted to have four kids, now we will have them."

"When will you tell him?"

"At our anniversary next week. I've found this little bakery here in the Hamptons and ordered a cake in the shape of two little baby shoes. Do you think that's cheesy?"

"No, it's so cute. And Colin will be over the moon, he wanted to be a big brother since he learned how to talk. I'm so happy for you, Kate." We hug again and just then, my phone signals an incoming text. I take my phone from the counter and smile when I see that the text is from Gideon.

*Can't wait to see you... and neither can he ;-) G x*

I open the picture that came with the text and drop my phone with a scream that was loud enough to have Christian, Elliot, Sawyer and Taylor come running into the kitchen.

"What happened, baby? Did your water break? Are you in labor?" Christian asks frantically trying to find out why I screamed.

"Oh god... I had a text... and ... and... I opened the pictures... oh my God... please punch me in the face or something... I need to get this picture out of my head... oh my God..." I whine and Christian grabs my phone.

"Oh for fucks sake." He mutters under his breath and dials a number.

"Nice one, Cross. The next time you send a picture of your dick check the number, you just traumatized my wife dickhead!" He growls into the phone and both Kate and Elliot start to laugh hysterically.

"Ana he wants to talk to you." He says then and holds the phone out for me.

"No... I can't ... oh gross! Why won't that picture leave my mind... hang up, Christian I need to suck you off to think of something else..." I mutter and now Christian is laughing too.

"Gotta go, Cross... and remember check the god damn number before you send x-rated pics... gotta go your mishap just earned me a bj." He says, hangs up and carries me into our bedroom.

"How am I ever going to look at my brother again? Why did I have to look at the picture? Oh my God... why would he even send a picture like that to begin with... that is so inappropriate!" I murmur and start to pace as soon as Christian sets me down.

"Really? You out of all people ask me that? Aren't you the woman who sent me a picture of her playing with herself while I was in the middle of a business meeting? Christ, I had to keep everyone in the room even though there really wasn't anything to say anymore, just so I could hide my hard on..." He says and I giggle.

"You better hope it was me who sent you that pick, because otherwise I'm going to cut off your dick while you are asleep!" I grumble and he laughs.

"Baby, even if another woman would dare to send me a picture like that I would just delete it... it's only." He says and pulls me in his arms.

"Wait a second... has that ever happened to you before?" I ask and the look on his face tells me it has.

"Who?" I damn near growl.

"It's nothing, Ana."

"Christian!"

"Fine, one of Andrea's assistants has sent me some nude pics of her. I fired her on the spot. End of story."

"No way, that little blonde slut with the fake boobs."

"That would be her... now can we go back to where you promised me a blowjob?" He asks and I lick my lips.

"Looks like you are really happy about that." I murmur and run my hand over the huge bulge in his pants.

"You bet, Mrs. Grey." He grins and I slowly lower the zipper of his pants, but just as I am about to pull his pants and boxer briefs down there is a knock at the door.

"Mom, Dad! Sam doesn't let me play x-box with him and he called me buttface." Teddy's whining voice comes from outside our bedroom.

"Hush, maybe he thinks we have left if don't answer." Christian says and I raise a brow on him.

"Raincheck." I giggle and turn to open the door where Teddy is standing with a full on pout and tears threaten to fall from his eyes.

"Come Teddybear, I'll talk to, Sam." Taking his hand, I lead him downstairs where I find Sam in the TV room playing xbox.

"Sam, we need to talk."

"Just one more level, Mom."

"Now Sam, you can finish that level later." I insist and ask Teddy to wait outside.

I walk over to the couch and sit down next to Sam.

"Sweetheart, why did you tell Teddy he can't play with you?"

"Because everytime he loses against me he throws a fit, mom. Last time he got so angry, he broke the controller and Daddy said if that would happen again he will throw the xbox out so no one can play with it. It's not my fault that Teddy always throws a fit when he loses and I want to keep my xbox." Now Sam is pouting too and on most parts, he is right. Teddy sure has inherited Christian's temper and my stubborness, which is a lethal combination at times, and he had to sit on the silent chair so often that at one point stopped having any effect on him, so we tried other forms of decipline like no candy for a week, no xbox, no tv and so on. And once he even earned himself a spanking when he had a temper tentrum and threw a toy car at Phoebe who needed three stitches on her forehead after and to top it off he bit Carrick in the hand when he tried to get Teddy out of the room to call him down.

At that point, both Christian and I knew that no tv or candy just wasn't enough. It broke my heart when Christian took Teddy to his room to spank him. Christian felt so bad afterwards that he told me he never wanted to do that again, but it worked because in the seven months since then Teddy has never had such a bad tantrum again. Still, I get where Sam is coming from.

"Sam, I understand that you want to keep your xbox and Teddy gets upset fast, but he is your brother and he was very upset."

"He was?" Sam asks me and I can tell that he feels bad about it now.

"Yes, and you know that Daddy and I do not allow name calling in our house right?"

"Yes, it just came out, Mom. I didn't mean it."

"Well, you know what you have to make it better, right?"

"Yes, Mom. But what if he breaks the controller again?"

"You know, Sam, when I was a little girl, I had quiet a temper myself and you know what my Daddy did when we played a game?" I ask and he shakes his head.

"He would let me win, so I didn't have a reason to get upset." I tell him and he frowns.

"But Mommy, Daddy always says to give my best at everything I do."

"I know and he is right, but sometimes you just do something nice to make someone else happy."

"Like when Phoebe is set and I allow her to put hair clips in my hair eventhough that's girl stuff?"

"Yes, just like that, sweetheart."

"Okay, I can do that... and I'm sorry I've called Teddy a buttface."

"I guess you should tell him then." Sam gets up and I hear him talk outside to Teddy.

"Boys can be a handful." I hear my mother muse and take her hands so she can help me get off the sofa.

"They are, but I'm glad Sam is such a kind and sweet boy, imagine they both had Teddy's temper."

"Oh my, you would live in a war zone then." She giggles and just as we leave the TV room, Teddy and Sam start to play together. Crisis averted! Phew!

"Where is Christian?" My Mom asks.

"Upstairs pouting." I giggle and my Mom looks at me confused.

"We were in our bedroom for some alone time when Teddy came up to tell us what happened." I tell her and she laughs.

"Ray always used to say you could smell sex, because you would always knock at our bedroom door when we were about to be intimate." She says and I shudder.

"Mom! I don't want to here that." I whine which makes her laugh even more.

"Oh Annie, you are married yourself now." She says and hearing her call me Annie makes me think of Ray... I miss him so much; it's just not fair that he had to leave this world so soon... he would have been an amazing grandfather, just like he has been an amazing father to me.

"Just because you can't see him anymore doesn't mean that he is gone, darling. He is always with you, looking after you and your loved ones. Believe me, Ray will never leave you." She says and I tear up.

"Mom, you are making me cry."

"Don't cry darling, you are lucky, you have not one but two fathers who are your guardian angels." She says and that does it and the tears start to fall.

"Sorry, hormones." I murmur embarrased and just then Christian walks into the kitchen where I am now sitting with my mom.

"What's wrong, baby. Why are you crying?"

"It's nothing, just hormones... we were talking about Ray." I explain and take the handkerchief he is holding out for me.

"Maybe I have something to cheer you up." He says and disappears for a minute only to return with a box full of my favorite cupcakes.

"See, that's why I married you." I grin and take a huge bite from my favorite pistachio cupcake.

"I hope you have more reasons than me buying you pastry." He says in mock horror and I laugh.

"Yes, because I am hopelessly and forever in love with you."

"Now that sounds better." He says and I think he leans in to kiss me, but instead he takes a bite from my cupcake.

"Hey get your own, these are mine." I pout.

"All of them... good thing Elliot is here, I can ask him to remodel the door frames for you to still be able to walk through them."

"Not funny, Grey! You and your penis did this to me!" I pout and my mother excuses herself, but we both hear her burst into laughter in the hallway.

"Speaking of my most treassured bodypart, he could really use some of your intension. Especially since the poor guy won't get any excitement for six weeks once our daughter shows up."

"Oh really, you want to the wait the whole six weeks this time? I'll remind of that about five weeks after Aria is born." I tease. We made it to the five-week mark after Teddy and after Phoebe; it took us only four weeks to get back into business so to speak.

"Oh Mrs. Grey, may I humbly remind you, that it was you who talked me into not waiting the entire six weeks." He says rather smugly and I snort.

"Well, I happen to know if my ladyparts or c-section scar is healed enough to have sex. But don't worry, if you ever give birth to a child I let you pick the right time."

"Baby, I'm not a wuss, but I'm also not ashamed to say that if it were men who had to give birth the world would be in big trouble and the term siblings wouldn't even exist." He says and Elliot who has just walked into the kitchen applauds.

"Well said, lil bro... now you two are rather rude... shouldn't you be out entertaining your guests." He says with a smirk, which tells both of us that he knows what we would rather be doing.

"Cockblocker!" Christian grumbles, but helps me up so we head outside where my mother and Kate are playing with Phoebe who of course loves the attention.

"Mama wook!" She squeals and points to the flower headband she is wearing.

"Wow, that is so pretty Pea."

"Me pwetty, mama."

"I know, you are the most beautiful little girl I have ever seen." I know I might be biased, but my little girl is as cute as it gets. She has huge blue eyes, perfect porcelain skin and long curls, which are almost black. I'm sure Christian is going to change his mind about guns once she turns into a teenager. No way will he allow her to date before she is in college... or maybe retirement home...

Later that day I watch all the kids run around in the backyard, while Christian and Elliot are at the grill.

"You are smiling like a loon, Steele." Kate says.

"I'm happy, Kate. To think how miserable I was when I first moved to New York and in the end I found my brother and my life turned out in a way I never expected it to be... I have three beautiful children, a forth on the way... Christian is the best husband in the world and I wouldn't change my life for the world... so I guess I'm entitled to grin like a loon every now and then."

"Okay, you win... and it's good to see you happy." She says and so we continue to sit outside eat and have a good time. Long after the kids are in bed I'm curled up against Christian listening to his voice and slowly but surely fall asleep.

Today was a perfect day... and I know tomorrow will be too...