Just so you know I still plan on doing a Mia/Luke story however my original plan was to just add the chapters I have of Mia from this story and put them on a different story. Then I thought well, somethings won't make sense if someone wants to read the Mia story and not this one. Now I'm torn between having to rewrite their chapters completely or just making a Mia chapter every so often on this story. Not sure, what do you think? But I'll at least make the next chapter something about Mia and Luke after their engagement for all of you M&L people.

The reason I can update so regularly is because I usually write out two or three chapters at a time then edit them as I go. Because sometimes when I start I can't stop. Then I upload them after a few days. And I hate waiting for updated from other stories. I'm sure I'm not the only one. But people have lives so I can't say too much about that. Hopefully I won't be one of those writers who spends months between updates.


I'm not sure what Elliot put on my back. It's our last honeymoon night before he has to fly back to Seattle and I'm laying stomach down while Elliot licks something off my back. I believe he started with whip cream but this feels different. His tongue moves around the area before sucking on the skin removing whatever he decided on. I think its caramel syrup or something sticky, thicker.

"This tastes a lot better when it's off your wife." He claims that my skin is some how different now that we're married. I'm fully aware that's not true and I've told him he's crazy.

"Same skin." I mumble as he lifts my hips filling me with his length.

"It's better." It's better, right. His hands move to knead my breasts as he sucks on my neck. He continues this for I don't know how long and while he does this I can't form a real thought in my head. Luckily I regain brain function when we are sitting in bed after a nice hot shower to wash off the excess sugar on our bodies. Although Elliot claims there is no way he left any part of me untasted.

"Same skin baby." I tell him when I finish brushing my hair.

"No, now that this," he runs his hand south between my beasts to my belly button until he's cupping my sex. "Is mine. It makes it so much better."

"Yours." I say just as I push him back on the mattress.

"My wife." I sit straddling his hips as his hands move to my thighs then up to my waist. He sits up so we are eye-to-eye.

"This doesn't make sense sometimes." I confess to him.

"What doesn't?" He says running his hands through my wet hair.

"This." I motion around us. "Things are never this good, not for me anyways." I look down shyly.

"You deserve good things Mrs. Grey. Extraordinary, beautiful, kind, selfless people like yourself deserve good things. So I'd be honored to make you feel good things." He says moving his lips against mine as he speaks.

"Thank you for loving me Elliot Grey."

"Let me love you then." He says as he pushes into my ready entrance. I found a new favorite position. I crave intimacy with him and being able to see his face so perfectly yet move at such a deliciously good pace has my head spinning. Chest to chest, nose to nose, while he's inside me is so good. So breathtaking. As I move my hands on his back higher until they are tugging on his hair he does the same. He pulls hard forcing my hips into him harder making me lose control and my head falls back. His mouth moves to my overly exposed throat. It amazing that a person can love you so entirely. That that person can to make love to you. Having someone as good and kindhearted as Elliot makes it so much better. It's the way he moves his hips into mine and his hands touching me like he craves me, my body. He loves me. I don't doubt that. How could I when he's like this with me? His hands touching every inch of my skin. Love like this isn't replaceable or a lie. You can't fake this and I'm just happy that I'm the one who gets to experience this with him.

"I love you." He says pulling my face so that I look at him once again. I'm exhausted but don't want him to stop, not now, not ever.

"Don't stop please. Don't... Ever stop." I beg him as his lips move to kiss my shoulders, my arms anywhere he can reach without pulling out of me. I do the same. I love every fucking inch of him. They say there is no such thing as perfect but clearly that person never made love to Elliot Grey. "Don't. Stop loving. Me."

"Never baby. I couldn't." I can't help but smile because I know he's being 100 percent honest.


"I will see you in a few days." He says as he packs his things when we get back to the house with the kids. It's thanksgiving, our first, this Thursday and I for one can't help but be excited. I have many things to be thankful for. Starting with my family. Plus I get to go shopping with Mia and Andy the next day. "Are you going to feed the baby?" He asks me handing me our crying infant.

"Yea. I'm going to start weaning him soon." I tell him hoping he's okay with it.

"Why?" He knows how much I love being able to care for my baby all the time so me weaning him is a big deal.

"My milk isn't coming in like it used to so I think it's just time." I shrug my shoulders.

"Are you okay? You don't need a doctor or anything?" He says worried.

"No I think it's fine. Plus if I do this then by the time we go home you can do all the night-time feeding." I say with an over the top smile. He just chuckles at my facial expression. "I can still do the morning and night breast-feeding but he needs more and I'm just not making enough."

"What ever you decide baby. I'm okay with it."

"I just wanted to give you an input on this." I say looking at the baby.

"Baby it's your body."

"It's our baby."

"Right but you know I appreciate you telling me before hand."

"Can I come inside." Isabelle says yelling from outside the room. She barges in without waiting for us to reply jumping on the bed throwing her arms around Elliot. He leans back pretending that she's too heavy. They get into a tickling fight.

"When am I gonna see you?" She has her arms around his neck looking sad at the though of him leaving again.

"I'll see you Thursday morning. And you are coming to Seattle so you get to see grandma, and grandpa, Mia, Luke, Ana, Teddy, and Christian. And you get to see you're mommy's parents. We are all going to have thanksgiving dinner together."

"Mr. Grey?" She asks him.

"Yea Christian." We're not really sure why she never calls him Christian but she's just used to it now. "Do you like Christian?"

"Sometimes. Sometimes he's scary. Like he yells. But it's a little funny." He doesn't really yell at people just to them. Regardless it makes me laugh.

"I have to get going." He says looking at his watch. "Are you all coming?" He asks getting his bag.

"Just me and Isabelle. Virginia is staying with Evan. He should take his nap soon." Elliot takes him as I get mine and Isabelle's shoes on. He's asleep by the time we finish so we can leave. He takes my hand as we wait for Scott in the living room.

"Thanks Virginia." Elliot says to her.

"See you Thursday." She says. I don't know what the hell happened but next thing I know Scott has Virginia bent backward kissing her. I have to look away so I don't invade their space. I'll have to ask her about it later. They were still bickering by the time we got back this morning so I'm not so sure what is going on unless they are acting like they hate each other in front of us.

"Laters baby." He says to her as she blushes profusely. I've never seen her blush. "Let's go shorty." He puts his arm around me leading me out the door.

"My wife." Elliot says possessively taking hold of my hand.

"Fine. Come here other shorty." He picks up Isabelle. Just as we are about to get in the elevator Scott blocks me from getting in. "Let's each take our own elevator." He says winking at me. I don't have time to question it because the doors close leaving Elliot and I to wait a few minutes for the next one. It's empty just like it always is. Elliot and I get in and i watch as he puts his things down.

Oh Scott sometimes I really like the guy, like right now when my husband puts his hands on my ass and kisses me. It's one of those long fast kisses that is just taking over everything. It's one of those times when he completely claims me as his, not that it was a question before but it's more like confirmation that I am his, only his.

"Clearly an elevator ride was not long enough for baby number three." Scott says when Elliot and I don't let go. But unfortunately I do have to let go. Damn Scott for ruining the moment. Damn the universe for not allowing us one last night together.

The goodbye at the airport isn't as difficult as when we were coming to New York this time it's filled with see you soon instead of be safe. Of course we still say take care but I guess it's the whole being married that makes me feel more sure of our future. Marion drives us back to the apartment to spend a few hours talking before going to bed. I tried to get Virginia to tell me what happened with her and Scott but all I could get out of her was that she thought her was "cute". But tomorrow when I bring a few drinks over I'm sure she'll say more.

The next few days passed by slowly. Elliot talked to me and Isabelle for at least an hour each day. It's safe to say that we missed him.

"You're calling early today." I say when he calls me Wednesday afternoon.

"Yea I'm going out with Christian and Luke today so I'll be busy. Are you busy?" I wasn't. Never for him. Isabelle and I spent a few minutes talking to him but it seemed different.

"Baby I have to go. Just know I love you." He says smiling at me.

"Elliot is everything okay?" I ask worried.

"Yes baby. As long as you're safe everything is fine."

"Are you okay?" I ask him.

"Yea baby. I just have to go."

"Okay then. Should I call tomorrow?" I'm getting worried here.

"Yea if you want to. Just make sure you get on the plane baby. I miss my wife and kids."

"Your wife misses her husband and they miss their father." She's also curious about what he's up to but won't question it because she knows better than to.

"Later baby." Stop worrying Lina, I think to my self. He's fine. We hang up but I can't stop the feeling of forgetting something. My phone rings a few seconds later.

"Yes?" I say into the mic.

"Sorry baby I forgot to tell you I love you." I smile at that.

"I love you too Elliot. Be safe. Whatever you're doing." I tell him with a double meaning.

"For you baby I will." It's just a feeling, it will pass.

Since we will be back in New York in a few days we only take things we'll need for the flight. Everything else we will have at home.

"Let's go see grandpa." Isabelle says happily during the drive to the airport. Marion is going to go with us during the flight to be sure that everything goes smoothly.

"Hey Elliot. I don't know if you're still sleeping or not but I just wanted to let you know we are about to get on the plane. We'll see you in a few hours. I'll see you at the airport. Love you." It's weird that he didn't answer. He's probably busy cleaning all the mess he's made in he house from not cleaning I'm sure. Yeah right there is no way Elliot will clean the house, not to my standards anyways.

"Seriously what happened with Scott?" I ask Virginia one more time.

"Ugh fine dont say anything okay?" I nod my head, the kids are asleep so it just us awake. "When I went to your baby shower I went out to a bar with Mia and Luke they left me so I just stayed at the bar. Anyways, he bought me a few drinks and I slept with him. I didn't know he was friends with Elliot until later. " She says covering her face. I knew it! "Then at the wedding I slept with him again. And when he was here well.. You know. I don't know what's wrong with me. He was suppose to be a one night stand and I keep having sex with him. It's not normal."

"Was it good?" I didn't ask to know, just to make conversation but judging from her groan I would say it was. "Well what's the problem?"

"He's a douche. I mean you know, he sleeps with everyone. And his 'girlfriends' all say he was an ass. Which I can see happening. He's hot and amazing in bed but he's not the kind of guy I want. I told him that too."

"What did he say?"

"He kissed me and I slept with him."

"Maybe you should stop sleeping with him." I suggest the obvious.

"It's so hard though."

"It can't be that hard. Just have some control." She looks at me like I'm crazy. "Or maybe date someone else."

"Were not dating." She says stubbornly.

"Just fuck buddies then?" I says smirking. She laughs it off.

"When are you gonna tell mom about your wedding?"

"Elliot and I haven't talked about that yet. But maybe this weekend."

"What happens when they see the ring?"

"I told him he didn't have to wear it. That when we do tell them that we should be there together so for now nothing happened. Besides, I have been calling him my husband for months so it doesn't matter because they won't notice." I tell her casually. At least that's the plan.

After a few more minutes of talking I go to sleep because I figured that I'll need it since I get to see my husband tonight which means sex, lots of sex.

We arrive at sea-tac right on schedule. I'm surprised to see Maynard at the airport to pick us up and although I do like her it makes me worry.

"Ma'am may I see your phone? Both of you?" She asks without even a hello. We take out the phones from out carryon bag and she takes them.

"What the? Can I have that back?" My sister says annoyed.

"Sorry ma'am I was told to confiscate both your phones." She says apologetically.

"What's going on Maynard?" I look at my sister worried. Something must have happened. Or is happening.

"Let's get to the car please Miss Reid." Mrs. Grey I think to myself.

We silently follow her to the SUV that is parked illegally I might add, in a loading zone. As soon we settle in the car she begins to drive. After twenty minutes of her following a path on the gps I can't stand the suspense.

"Maynard where are we going?" She looks at me through the mirror but continues to drive. "Maynard?" I yell at her. "Is everyone okay? Somethings wrong isn't it?" Virginia places her hand on my shoulder from behind me. "Maynard is it Elliot? Is Elliot okay?" Just as I'm about to yell again she pulls over to a parking lot.

"Miss Reid, I was told to pick you up from the airport. Every few minutes of driving the GPS changes route so I have to follow it. I would love to tell you what's going on, where we are going but the truth is I don't know." She says turning around to look at me and my sister.

"How do you not know wouldn't they have told you what's going on?" She's equally part of Christian's team so she must know something or else why is she with us?

"Miss Reid, Lina, yesterday I was sent to Mr. Grey's house to work as their protection. While I was there, there were a few more men than usual so I knew something was happening. But Taylor told me that my only job was to take care of Mrs. Grey and Miss Grey and Teddy. When I asked him what was going on he said that he couldn't tell me, not because he couldn't trust me but because he knew that people would ask me what's going on. Mrs. Grey has been doing this thing where she threatens to fire people if they don't tell her what's going on." That sounds like Ana. "Of course she wouldn't but not listening to the boss's wife seems like a bad idea. Anyways. Taylor said he won't tell me because when people ask where they are what happened or what's going on the truth will be that I don't know." This is bad then, very bad. "So Lina, I honestly don't know."

"Who's with Ana?"

"Reynolds just got back so we should be hearing something soon."

"My parents?" My entire family was suppose to fly over to Seattle for thanksgiving, including Luke's and Ana's parents.

"Safe at Bellevue ma'am." That's good.

"Why can't we go to Bellevue or Ana's house?" She looks at me says 'I don't know'. I nod and she continues to drive. It must be an hour after we were picked up that the GPS stays on a continuous route for more than fifteen minutes so I'm hoping that this is it. Once we get to the destination she stops to wait for a call or some sign. Her phone must have been ringing because she answers it. She doesn't say anything but I know they tell her something. "Where to now?" I ask her. I'm becoming really irritated but I also know she's not to blame. She doesn't answer which doesn't surprise me but still annoys me.

Ate a few minutes of what I thought was pointless, time-wasting driving we stop at the hospital where Grace works. Not good. I close my eyes taking a deep breath so that I can relax.

"Everything is fine." Virginia says the words I'm saying in my head.

"You are to get out Miss Reid. Someone will meet you inside."

"Maynard?" My voice shaking. "Did they tell you why I'm here?"

"They said they will tell me as soon as I drop you off." I nod my head slowly.

"Can I get my phone? So I can call Virginia once I know what's going on?" I watch her reach into the glove compartment retrieving both our phones. "Thanks." I mumble. "Vee can you take care of the kids?"

"We'll all be at Bellevue in a few minutes. When you want, you can join us Miss Reid." There is a feeling in the pit of my stomach telling me that whatever is going on I won't like. That going inside the building isn't safe. Physically I'm sure I'll be safe because I can see Taylor waiting behind the glass door but truth be told I'm terrified of what is going to happen. I kiss Isabelle's forehead and Evan's cheeks before I get ready to walk out. They're both sleeping which I'm glad for because I feel like Isabelle can sense my stress. It makes her irritable and needy for attention. I love her though but she's well at the moment.

"Mrs. Grey." I say turning to look at Maynard. It's never occurred to me that I don't even know her name.

"I'm sorry ma'am?" She looks confused. I give her a sad smile.

"It's Mrs. Grey now." She smiles back then Marion steps out from the passenger's side to hold my door open while Taylor meets me with an umbrella so I don't get wet. Everything's okay, I try to convince myself.


What do you think happened? Thanks for reading.