Just a few little things. First, some think that it is time to end this story, I have one more chapter ready and at least two to five chapters more to write, so it's not quite over yet. Second, yes, right now Christian seems like the villain, but he really isn't. He is acting out because he feels betrayed, next chapter Ana and Christian are going to have a serious talk which will help clear the air and pave the way for him to find his HEA as well...

Thankfully, there was the weekend between the disaster dinner and my next workday, but I can honestly say the thought of quitting sounds more and more appalling to me. It's not like Elliot and I need the second income. He makes ridiculous amounts of money with his construction business and I still have a lot of the money my parents have given me. It just feels like letting everyone at work down if I leave now. We all have fought so hard to keep SIP alive and quitting is something that is just not in me.

When I arrive at work I have a quick chat with Claire because we still need to figure out where to go for our girls weekend next months. Twice a year, Mia, Kate, Claire, Hannah, Siobhan, and I all meet for a girls weekend somewhere, where we can lie by the pool or on the beach all day, have cocktails, go shopping and maybe a little clubbing. We've already been to Cabo, Vegas, Cancun, Miami and some other places in the US. So, now we are thinking about going to Malibu, but couldn't find the right hotel yet. If we can't find one we all like, we've decided to go to Cabo again, which we could all agree on.

As I open the door to my office I stop and glare at Christian, who is again sitting behind my desk.

"Is this still my office?"

"Why yes, it is, Miss Steele."

"Great, then please vacate my chair and have the decency to not just barge in here."

"My company my rules."

"Really, because I can't even imagine the amount of lawsuits you have to go through with that kind of behavior." I huff and take my coat off.

"Nice dress." He smirks and I feel my temper rising.

"Why are you in my office, Christian?"

"Maybe I want to try my luck again, wouldn't slap your boss right?" He says and I feel my anger rising as he gets up and comes closer.

"Do not touch me." I warn him and when he does I had enough and step out of reach, to get my coat and purse.

"What are you doing."

"I quit, I have had it with you. You have created a work environment here that makes it impossible for me to resume working here. Your behavior as my boss is deeply disturbing and the only reason I am not going to sue you for sexual harassment is because our son looks up to you and I don't want him to realize that the father he loves is nothing but a sad, pathetic asshole. Have a good day, Sir." I hiss at him and run from the office get into my car and start to drive while calling Elliot over the hands free.

"Hey babe."

"I quit, I can't work with him, he is disgusting, Elliot." I get out in a rush.

"Whoa, calm down, Ana. Tell me what happened?"

"He was in my office when I arrived and made some remarks about starting where he left off when he tried to kiss me and that I couldn't slap him there because he is my boss. I just couldn't take it anymore, how am I supposed to do my work with a boss who is acting like a pervert the entire time."

"I'll fucking kill him."

"No, don't... it's over, I quit."

"And you think that is enough for him to quit too?"

"I don't know, but we have to think of CJ too... if he finds out you beat his dad he is going to be so upset."

"I know... doesn't mean Christian doesn't deserve a good beating though. Look, I have a delivery coming in, in about ten minutes that I need to check, after that I can take the rest of the day off. How about, I come home we talk and have lunch at the nice little Vietnamese place around the corner."

"Sounds like a great plan. I need a shower, I feel dirty..."

"Have you thought about consulting a lawyer?"

"And sue the father of my son. I can't... he isn't a sexual predator, just a guy who thinks that by him just giving me a second of his precious time I have to worship at his feet. It's disgusting and wrong, but I just want him to go away quietly." I sigh knowing that this wish might not be granted.

"I know babe, we'll talk when I'm home."

"OK, see you there."

At home, I take a long hot shower, change into a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and some flats before I decide to have a little snack, so I grab some things from the fridge and drop everything when I realize that I just dipped raspberries into garlic mayo and actually enjoyed it. There have been only two times in my life where I ate the most horrifying food combinations and...

I stop my train of thought because I know it can't be. I started birth control again nine weeks ago and had my period just two weeks ago... it's impossible. Still, now that my mind has gone there I can't go back and so, I walk upstairs into the master bathroom and find the box with the pregnancy test kits I still have from when Elliot and I were trying to have a baby. After peeing on the stick I put it on the counter by the sink and wash my hands.

"You are going crazy, Ana... you can't be pregnant." I murmur to myself and stare at the countdown I have set on my phone until finally the time is up and I grab the test and turn it around with shaking hands. And there it is, one word... pregnant.

In this moment all I want is to tell Elliot, so I decide to pick him up at work, but I have just opened the door when Christian gets out of his car.

"I don't have time."

"Well tough, we need to talk."

"Christian, I can't right now."

"Why, what is so important?" He demands to know but there is no world in which I will tell him that I'm pregnant before I tell Elliot.

"I have something important to talk to Elliot about."

"Too bad, he can wait, I won't accept your resignation at SIP." He says and I sigh.

"Look, I won't come back to SIP. If you want me to send in my six weeks notice, fine I'll do that, I have enough vacation days and extra hours so that I won't have to return to work either way. I know the timing is bad, but you've made it impossible to work with you. Don't you see that you can't just buy a company to interfere with the life of someone you haven't given a fuck about in at least ten years."

"You have always been the most important person in my life, Ana." He says and I stare at him because looking at him he really seems to believe what he is saying.

"That is just not true. You waited five years to come back and even before you could have found a way to let me know that you are OK. I don't know why you are back now or if you are really arrogant enough to think that I would put my life on hold until you decide that the right time has come but I have moved on. I'm happy, in love and in a really good place in my life right now. So, I'm asking you to move on too." I damn near beg, but he gets that stubborn look he used to have as a kid on his face and I know he is not going to give up.

"No, we belong together, Ana. I couldn't come with you years ago. My mom, she had all of us under the constant threat of killing herself if we wouldn't do what she wanted..."

"Oh my God, then why did no one get help for her. Don't you see that she was manipulating all of you and you enabled her to continue with her behavior."

"Yes, but at first I wasn't old enough to do anything about it and then... I don't know I had just given up." He says and runs both hands through his hair.

"I gave you an out when I asked you to choose me. You made the decision to stay in that toxic environment. Your mother would have never taken her own life because in doing so she would have had to give up all the control she had over everyone in that house, and she would have never done so. I'm so very sorry that you had to go through all this horrible events in your teenage years but you are a grown up now and you can't tell me that you still love me because you don't even know me."

"That is not true."

"OK, then tell me, what is my favorite book, what TV show do I like to binge, what is my favorite vacation spot, whom did I vote for in the last election... can you answer any of those questions?" I say and watch as he stares blankly at me.

"I do know you, Ana... please, those are just little things I can find out quickly. What's important is that I know you still love me. You are just upset with me and I get it, but we can get past that." He says and comes alarmingly close to me. I try to step back but soon I'm trapped between him and my car.

"Christian, please don't do this. I don't want you. I'm sorry, but that is the truth... no don't..." I try to push at him as he kisses me, do anything to get away, but he is not letting go off me and just when I'm about to knee him in the balls to free myself of him he is literally ripped away from me and I spot him on his ass on the ground. For a second I'm so confused I don't even realize that Elliot has arrived, and he looks angrier than I have ever seen him before in my life.

"Leave. my. girlfriend. alone!" He hisses out through gritted teeth while positioning himself in front of me.

"Your girlfriend... that's laughable, the only reason you ever had a chance with her is because I wasn't available... you will always be the second best to her..."

"Elliot don't he isn't worth it." I try to stop him, but my man has officially lost it and soon both brothers are on the ground trying to literally kill themselves with their bare hands and no matter how much I'm shouting at them to stop it they won't listen.

Because I know there is nothing I can do physically I grab my phone with shaking hands and dial my Dad, since my parents live only two blocks from here.

"Hi Annie..."

"Dad, are you home?"

"Yes, what's with the noise..."

"Come here, Elliot and Christian are fighting you have to stop them, I'm scared they'll kill each other, Dad." I sob and hear him open a door.

"On my way." He says and hangs up. Less than two minutes later I see my Dad running towards the driveway and when he spots them he grabs Elliot and shoves him back to get between them.

"Enough, both of you!" He shouts and I run over to Elliot who is bleeding from his nose and a cut on his eyebrow.

"Are you OK, do you need a doctor?"

"I'm fine, babe... sorry that I've scared you." He says and holds still for me to have a good look at his face, while I still hear my Dad behind us trying to calm down Christian.

"Annie watch it!" I hear my Dad call out to me and Elliot is trying to get me out of the way when suddenly someone just pushes me aside and I end up on the ground with Elliot and Christian going at it again.

"ENOUGH!" My Dad yells so loud I flinch and this time he literally grabs Christian and throws him into the direction of his car.

"I mean it, boy... you need to get your shit together. Leave my daughter and her family alone!" he yells while Elliot kneels by my side.

"Are you OK?"

"I... I'm not sure... the baby." I murmur and suddenly all three men are staring at me.

"What did you just say?"

"I caught myself eating something really strange this morning and I didn't think it was possible, but I still took a test. I'm pregnant, Elliot. We are having a baby." I get out, and he hugs me and lifts me into his arms.

"Pregnant... you can't be pregnant, Ana... not with his child... you are mine." Christian shouts and in this moment he just looks scary.

"Get her inside, Elliot, I'll take care of Christian." My Dad says and before I know it, I'm in Elliot's arms, and he is caring me inside.

"Do you need to lie down, do you want me to call a doctor..."

"Elliot, I'm fine, please, let me have a look at you, you are still bleeding." I say but he just smiles at me.

"Are we really going to have a baby?"

"Yes, well, the test was positive, so I have to get the pregnancy confirmed by my doctor, but the test I used is 99 percent accurate."

"Do one more?" He asks me and I smile.

"OK, but while we are waiting you let me check on your face, you might need stitches on your brow."

"You just got yourself a deal, babe." He says, and so we head into the master bathroom, where I pee on a second pregnancy test and then proceed to check on Elliot's face.

"Your nose isn't broken... and the cut doesn't seem to need stitches... don't ever scare me like that again, please Elliot."

"Babe, I can promise you just about anything but I can't promise you that." He says.

"Why?"

"Because I refuse to promise you something I'm not sure I can keep. Christian had it coming... and not just since he decided to just barge back into our lives but ever since you've found him, and he acted like an asshole. But today, seeing him holding you and trying to force himself on you while you are clear as day are struggling against him... I would beat the hell out of anyone who dares to touch you within a heartbeat. Like it or not, I'm a guy and I would make a lousy boyfriend if I wouldn't protect my girl no matter what."

"I guess I understand where you are coming from, but I don't have to like it when I have to see you like that..."

"On that we can agree, I'm sorry if I have scared you... is it ready?" He asks with a boyish grin and I nod.

"Wait... eww, I peed on that don't touch it."

"It's pee... no biggie." He chuckles turns the test around and lifts me up again.

"Pinch me, babe... damn, I'm going to be a dad!" Elliot shouts out laughing and I kiss him.

"OK... what do you need, babe?"

"I'm good, you need to rest... you look like hell."

"Lay down with me?"

"Yes... but can we keep this to ourselves for a while... just until I have been to a doctor and passed the first trimester."

"Sure, though I'm pretty sure your dad and Christian heard it too."

"I know, I'll talk to my dad and Christian... well, I don't think he is going to send us a gift basket any time soon. And right now, I just want him to stay the hell away." I say and rest my cheek against his chest. This is supposed to be a happy time, but right now I'm terrified that I might miscarry again and that Christian is going to unleash hell on us because now he knows that there is no way for him to win me back.