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Apologizes for making you all wait six days. My sons surgery did not go all that well and then he developed an infection, then the Fanfiction website wasn't working. None the less here is chapter 5. I hope it answers some of the questions that you all have.

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Unfolding The Past

Ted's POV:

I reach over to turn off my alarm. Seriously it can't be 7am already. Can it? I slowly open my eyes but notice the room is still clouded in darkness. Is it supposed to be this dark at this time of the morning in Seattle? I look at the alarm clock and am astounded that it is five in the morning.

"What on earth?" I feel the sudden urge to throw this stupid thing across the room. "Great! Now I won't be able to get back to sleep." I moan, but then hear loud giggle.

"If you can't get back to sleep, then can you help me with this paper?" I hear from next to me. I reach over to turn the light on, and there is Ava. Why is she in bed with me and wearing pale pink silky camisole and silk shorts?

"Ava, what on earth are you doing here? Your parents will rage if they see you in bed with me." In addition to the fact that we are first cousins.

"Relax, everyone is asleep, and I just need some help with some school work." She laughs passing me her laptop. "I have an economics paper due today, and I really need to ace this class big time before my biology teacher calls my parents over the test I am going to fail today."

"Well if that is the case then, why didn't you ask me to look at this paper yesterday, and you could have studied for your test this morning?" I shake my head. Ava is pouting, and even I have to admit that she looks adorable doing so.

"Ted, please help me! You topped your Economics class. Consider it a belated birthday present for turning sixteen last week."

"Didn't you get the card and earrings that I sent you?" I groan.

"Please?" She looks at me with these puppy dog eyes. Now I know exactly why she always gets everything she wants. I wonder if she ever wanted a cousin.

"Fine. Let me take a look." She smiles sweetly at me. I start reading and editing it, here and there. She had a few errors with her supply and demand curves and her interpretation, but nothing that couldn't be easily changed. "There it is all done, now can I go back to sleep?"

"Sure, there is just one more thing." She says. I throw my arms over my eyes. What now? I then feel her lips on me.

"No, Ava. Stop!" I shout out, pushing her away from me.

"What's wrong? Don't you think I'm pretty?" She looks worried.

"Of course I do Ava, it just that…." I suddenly feel lost. I don't know if I should tell her.

"Oh no… I am sorry I didn't realise. I should have known. I am so sorry." Ava has jumped to her feet and looks embarrassed. Did she just realise how much I look like her uncle?

"Realise what?" I ask cautiously.

"That you're gay. I am so sorry." For the first time, I can tell that she is blushing. "I should have realised, all these years, you have never spoken about any girls or had any girlfriends. You must have had girls interested before, you are attractive, smart and witty. Damn it all makes sense now."

"No, Ava, it isn't that." I try to explain, but she isn't listening.

"Ted, I am so sorry." Ava starts to look for a way out.

"Ava, Stop. Don't be sorry." I try to persuade.

"I am not sorry that you're gay.….Uumm… I am sorry that I kissed you. Not that you were a lousy kisser or someone that should be kissed.." Ava is even more nervous now. "Thanks for editing my paper and you are right, I should go and study for my test. I …I will see you at breakfast." I had never heard Ava talk or run off so quickly. I tried to correct her, but I wasn't able to stop her.

I fell back on my bed and threw my arms over my eyes. What a horrible start to the day! And I thought it was just going to be dinner that would be uncomfortable and unsettling today.

"Elliot, Can I come in?" I knock on the door of my uncle's home office. He is busy analysing some blue prints and looks rather deep in thought.

"Yeah sure, Ted. Come in. I will just put these files away. Want to help do some filling?"

"Sure, is it all in alphabetical order?"

"Yep, according the clients last name. I just need those few files there put away into the cabinet."

I start to put the first file away; 'Newman', then 'Kaden', then finally 'Greene'. As I put the last file in the cabinet, I notice one file called 'Grey, CT and AR'.

"Elliot did you ever do some work for my parents?" I inquire. Elliot frowns. "I am sorry, I wasn't trying to pry, or anything it's just that I just saw their names on a file. You don't need to tell me."

"No, it's okay and to be honest I think enough secrets have been kept from you. Yes, I did some work for your parents. They bought a house years ago, when they first got engaged and commissioned me renovate it. It was a beautiful home actually." Wow this was news to me. I knew that my parents had lived in Escala where my father currently lives, but I never knew that they had an actual home.

"What ever happened to the house?"

"I don't know." Elliot shrugs honestly.

"So you don't know if they ever lived there? Or if I ever did, do you?" I eagerly explore. I wonder if I would be able to see it, though it probably has been sold long ago.

"I am not sure really." Elliot lies. "Maybe this is something you should ask your parents tonight at dinner. Are you ready for tonight?" Elliot asks concerned.

"More than ready. I just want answers. To fill in all the gaps."

"Your parents will do that. They both love you very much!" Elliot assures me.

"Even my father?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Especially your father. I know it may not seem like he does, but I can promise you that he does love you." Elliot sounds sincere but I am not 100% sure. It's as if he is hiding something.

"Elliot and Ted, breakfast will be ready in a few minutes." Kate informs us from the doorway.

"Oh Elliot, before we go to breakfast there is something I have to tell you, or you need to do." Elliot has raised his eyebrows at me now. "You need to tell Ava that I am her cousin and soon."

"We will tonight, while you are at your Grandparents for dinner with your parents, but why do we need to do it soon?" Elliot ask curiously.

"Because she changed the time on my alarm this morning so I could wake up and help her finalise her economics assignment. Then she kissed me. Really tried to kiss me" My Uncle looks horrified at my admission.

"She kissed you? Did you kiss her back?" Elliot's fatherly instincts kick in.

"Of course I didn't kiss her back, she is my first cousin! I pushed her away and then she started to think that I just didn't like girls. Supposedly since I never mentioned any girlfriends to her before so therefore she started to think I was gay." Elliot starts to laugh.

"Why is that funny?" I ask annoyed.

"It is just that you are more like your father, than physical appearance." Great I am even more like my father, why can't I be more like my mother or grandfather?

"Why?" I hate how everyone talks in riddles.

"Forget it. I will talk to Ava and please do not mention this to anyone. Ava has always had a little crush on you, but I thought she was over it. If not, then I am pretty sure she will be this evening when she learns that you are the son of her uncle." This does little to placate me.

By 8am, Kate, Elliot and Ava have left for their day of school and work. Ava goes to an elite private school in Seattle. I wonder if I would have attended the same school had things been different. I shake off these thoughts, of what could have been, gosh it is easier just to be mad at my father than long for lost times.

"I will get the door." I inform my mother.

"Hello, may I help you?" I ask the two smartly dressed men at the door. They smile at me as if they know me or they did.

"Hello Ted, it is good to see you again. Is Mrs Grey here?"

"No, but Ms Steele is here." I remark.

"Sawyer. Ryan. It is good to see you both again, it's been a really long time." my mother smiles behind me.

"That it has. We have been sent here by Mr Grey, to ensure you are both kept safe."

"Seriously, Mom this is absurd. We don't need protection." I scoff.

"I agree Ted, but trust me there is no fighting this. I learnt that years ago. Ryan and Sawyer, I suspect you will both be very discreet, right?" I can't believe that mom is not fighting this.

"Absolutely Mrs Grey."

"Her name is Ms Steele." I hiss.

After getting over the issue of my father's appointed security, my mother and I are sitting in the family room. I have decided to try and find something to watch on TV, whilst mom is engulfed in some work she brought with her.

"Mom, we are supposed to be on vacation, I can't believe how many manuscripts you brought with you." I shake my head.

"Shouldn't you be deciding and researching which college you will be going to?" She refutes passing me the laptop.

I try to focus on pros and cons of each college I have been accepted into. I have narrowed it down to Yale or Harvard. I really am trying to concentrate but my mind is preoccupied. I look at my mom and start to reflect on everything she has done for me. Taking me to numerous soccer games, piano lessons and recitals, dropping me off at school, checking my homework, constant hours talking about everyday matters and even answering painful questions about our old life here in Seattle. Work and raising me has been my mother's main life focus. Whilst I know that it has been devoted to me and her work, I now understand that she has been trying to keep herself busy so as to distract herself. I know dad still loves her, but how does she feel? The thing is that I was going to be going away soon to college and that leaves mom on her own. But regardless, I seriously don't believe my father deserves her!

The ring of my cell phone startles me. "Hello….. Good morning Grandpa…. Should be okay, I will just check with my mother." I put my cell phone down and go over to my mother, this way he won't be able to hear us.

"Mom, do you mind if I go with my grandfather to his firm again. I think he would like to spend some more time with me and I really wouldn't mind it either, plus I really enjoyed myself at the firm yesterday."

"Sure that's fine. I am just going to do some work anyway, but you need to go and get changed into more appropriate clothing." Mom smiles at me.

I rush to my cell phone and accept my grandfather's offer. I can tell he is overjoyed.

Ana's POV:

My blackberry peeps. I check it and find that I have an email from Christian. Email has been our preferred method of communication over the last seventeen years and a majority of those emails have simply been to inform each other of necessary information. Our emails have been brief, and required. Gone are the playful emails that were a characteristic of our relationship.

To: Anastasia Steele

From: Christian Grey

Subject: Transportation

I have been informed by Sawyer, that Ted is again out with my father today and will be meeting you at my parents' house for dinner. Since you probably don't have a car of your own here, I would be more than willing to pick you up at 5:30.

Christian Grey

CEO of Grey Enterprise Holdings.

Close proximity to Christian Grey in a confined environment. I don't know if that is such a good idea.

Ted has become enamoured by his grandparents, especially Carrick. Whilst I am over the moon by my son's quickly evolving relationship with his grandfather, I wish that the same would happen for Ted and his father. My stubborn son won't admit it, but he actually needs his father.

To: Christian Grey

From: Anastasia Steele

Subject: Not Necessary

I can borrow Elliot's car and I can drive. So your assistance isn't necessary.

Did you find your session yesterday with Dr Flynn enlightening?

Anastasia Steele

Senior Editor HarperCollins, NYC

To: Anastasia Steele

From: Christian Grey

Subject: but the light at the end of a tunnel is a train…

Please see my subject heading in reference to my sessions with Flynn.

How often have you driven in the past twelve years while you have been living in New York?

Christian Grey

CEO of Grey Enterprise Holdings.

To: Christian Grey

From: Anastasia Steele

Subject: Rhetorical Questions

How much have I driven? Surely you have a detailed manuscript of my actions from your paid security goons.

Anastasia Steele

Senior Editor HarperCollins, NYC

To: Anastasia Steele

From: Christian Grey

Subject: Road Safety

Seattle streets are more dangerous than before you left, and I fear you have had little recent experience driving. I believe I would be negligent if I let the mother of my son put herself in a dangerous position.

Christian Grey

CEO of Grey Enterprise Holdings.

To: Christian Grey

From: Anastasia Steele

Subject: Careful of what words you use…..

I fear the word negligent could be used in more than one context in reference to your actions.

Anastasia Steele

Senior Editor HarperCollins, NYC

To: Anastasia Steele

From: Christian Grey

Subject: Now that was a low blow

Just do what you are told. I will pick you up at 5:30. No arguments and be ready. I need to go to a meeting, and then will leave to pick you up.

Christian Grey

CEO of Grey Enterprise Holdings.

I groan at Christian's constant controlling tendencies. If he thinks I am going to conform to his constant wishes, especially after he turned up in my room yesterday. I may have relented over the security but that is as far as it goes. At 5:15, I am dressed and ready to leave. With Elliot's car keys in my hand, I walk out the door and find Ryan dutifully keeping watch.

"Hi Ryan, I intend on driving to Bellevue by myself. I understand that Mr Grey expects to pick me up but this was not in line with my wishes. You may want to call Christian and tell him, not to bother coming all the way here and I will meet him at his parents' house." I honestly don't want to get Ryan into trouble, but Christian needs to understand that I am not going to do whatever he says.

Ryan's facial expression doesn't change. I think he has spent too much time with Taylor. He quickly gets on his cell phone but is tailing me. He enters the car a little shaken.

"How was Christian? What did he say?" I ask.

"He was displeased." Ryan states impassively.

"Sorry." I say feeling a little guilty, knowing that he would likely receive a reprimand.

"Do not worry Ana. If you had tried to evade me or not allowed me to get in the car then it would have been a different story." I smile knowing that at least he would still have a job when he saw Christian and Taylor next. Maybe they won't give him a dressing-down.

My heart misses a beat as I steer the car up the driveway to Grace and Carrick's home. I become somewhat nostalgic and fearsome of the end result of tonight. In the main room Grace, Carrick and Ted are engaged in friendly conversation.

"Mom, you're here." Ted says standing up. Carrick stands as well; he has always had impeccable manners.

"How was your day?" I ask.

"Great." Ted looks genuinely happy and excited.

"Good evening Grace and Carrick" I say. They both politely nod. I wonder what they both think about me these days, probably a lot of hatred for not telling them about their grandson. I did consider it, but I didn't want to take any risks. I can feel the mood change once my presence is known. I didn't really get to talk to Grace or Carrick yesterday.

Carrick passes me a glass of wine and slowly we start to engage in an unsettled conversation.

When I notice from the corner of my eye that Christian has arrived, he looks gorgeous in his trademark white linen shirt and grey pants. I fail to make eye contact with him as I know; he will just give me that tell-tale look of disapproval.

"Christian." Grace says dispassionately.

"Mother." he replies. He goes over and kisses her but she is still so cold towards him. Christian shakes his father hand. "Ted, Ana." He says to us.

"Good we are all here, I think it is time that we got the evening started. Dinner is ready."

Grace announces. I feel a jolt at my back as we are walking into the dining room.

"I really ought to take you take out to the boat house, put you over my knee and then have my fill of you for not waiting for me to pick you up." Christian whispers into my ear.

"Why do you think you still have the right to even say such things to me?" I demand.

He then pulls out the necklace that I wear every day and hide underneath my clothes so no one ever realises I am wearing it. Christian rubs his long sculptured fingers over the ring that is looped into the necklace.

"Your wedding ring." He reminds me.

"Christian, I think we have enough on our hands tonight." I spit. Though I am more annoyed that he just discovered my long time secret.

Dinner is relatively quiet. Ted does most of the talking, answering questions. It isn't until he mentions that he is deciding between Harvard and Yale that Christian joins in the conversation more regularly.

"Ted, Harvard has an excellent Law department and doing your undergraduate degree there would make it easier to enter their law program." Christian reasons.

"So does Yale." Ted states

"But Harvard is way more prestigious and will open up more doors for you. You never know you may decide to change your mind and pursue a different profession."

"Your father is right Ted." Carrick states. Ted hates to be railroaded and he can't help but roll his eyes.

"I don't know. I should go and visit each campus before I make up my mind." Ted says.

"You need to visit each campus, I will take you." Christian states. Ted drops his fork whilst we are all frozen with shock at Christian's offer. Christian in usual manner has ignored everyone's response.

"Dad, you don't need to do that." Ted says giving Christian an out that he doesn't want.

"I want to. I will set it up. Keep the first couple of weekdays free in two weeks. I will fly to New York and pick you up. Do you have a preference of which college you would like to see first?" Christian asks. I don't think he has ever said such a long speech ever to our son.

"Umm… Harvard I guess." Ted says astounded. Deep down I am happy that Christian has reached out to Ted, though I know that this evening may change everything.

After dinner we all enter the main room, the mood becomes tense. I take a long drink of my wine. Christian is entering his renowned CEO mode in preparation. Oh how I wish I could maintain his composure.

"Should we start?" Carrick asks but really is stating. "Ted, we know you have a lot of questions and your parents are here. So ask away."

Ted scrunches up his lips. "I guess what I want to know is, what happened? Why did you break up? Was it because of me?"

Christian and I look at each other. We both know the truth.

18 years ago:

Ana's POV

I have spent the last hour, going through sympathy cards and writing thank you notes. Christian offered to have someone else do it, especially from those who I have never met before and from companies that he deals with, but I want to do this myself.

"Here is your tea and lunch. You need to eat?" Christian is concerned, but his voice is soft. He has been so compassionate and understanding ever since my father died.

"I am not hungry, I just want to get these over and done with." I tell him, annoyed now at the idea of breaking my grief. Christian sighs but wisely doesn't push me. Rather he sits with me and helps me.

"Excuse me, Ana. Your mother is on the phone. She would like to talk to you." Taylor announces.

"Tell her I am away and you don't know when I will be back home. Also tell her that I am out of cell phone reception." I tell Taylor, sounding more like Christian than myself. Taylor looks from me to Christian, who nods reconfirming my instructions.

"When are you going to talk to your mother again? She has been trying to call you for two weeks now."

"Christian, when she wouldn't come to the funeral, she proved again that she wasn't there for me. It's the same old story with my mother. If she can't be there for me, then I can't do the same." I explain. Christian looks disappointed in me. I give him a look and he backs off.

"Don't you have an empire to run or something?" I ask annoyed. Christian raises his eyebrows at me. He kisses me on my forehead and whispers "I love you"

I slump my shoulders, knowing I am letting my grief and anger with my mother impact my relationship with Christian. I push the notes away and go over to Christian's office. He has already busied himself with work matters that he has zoned out everything around himself. I quietly walk in and then bury myself in his lap.

"Am I forgiven?" I start to nibble on his ear and allow my hands to roam across his chest and then down to his happy trial. Christian grips my hair to raise my lips to his. I allow him access to my mouth, and as he kisses me, every worry I have dissipates.

"Yes. Always. I just do not want you to have to do all this alone. I am here." Christian runs his knuckles over my jaw.

"I know, and it is another one of the things I love about you. You are precious to me, you know that don't you?" I place my hand on his heart. I love how he doesn't flinch at my touch anymore.

"I am trying." He responds.

"I know." Christian holds me tighter as I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes. Finally feeling that everything will be fine in the future since Ray died.

"I need to be in New York on Friday, and I want to take you with me. I need to fly out on Thursday. We can go see a show, see Central Park by carriage and get away." Christian offers.

"Yes, let's go. That sounds perfect." Christian looks overjoyed.

"Really?" Christian remarks.

"Yes, we have gone away before if you can recall." I say more determined now.

"I know it is just that you have always put up such a fight about missing work. The only problem is I now have to wait three days until I can whisk you away." Christian pouts slightly

He looks terribly handsome and youthful like this.

Monday morning finds me refreshed and ready to face the world again. I relished the weekend I just had with Christian. The hours we spent in bed and in our playroom together, and even more the hours we just spent being together. Hannah meets me with my latte and my schedule.

"Bryce Fox, is coming in to see you in two hours and then you have a department head meeting this afternoon. Also, Dr Greene called for you. She wants to know why you have cancelled two of your appointments." Hannah tells me.

"Cancelled appointments?" I ask confused.

"Yes, you have had me cancel them once while you went to Montesano, and the other while you were on leave." I scrunch up my eyes. "I am sorry Ana, have I done something wrong?"

"No. Can you call Dr Greene and get her to make an appointment for me ASAP!"

I start to count how many weeks it has been since my last shot and try to recall how long each shot lasts according to Dr Greene. I can't think straight, and after all my meetings are finished, I decide to take matters into my own hands. Dr Greene can't see me until tomorrow, and I need to know if I have screwed up my contraception.

I have read the instructions several times in my bathroom of Escala. It is a little early and Christian is yet to arrive thankfully. I watch carefully as the test results become apparent.

"Oh no, not now." I call out.

"Ana, what is wrong?" I hear Christian from the bedroom.

Shit, why is Christian home already? I try to hide the evidence in a towel, which is the only thing next to me.

"Nothing." I state, trying to smile. I have hidden the evidence behind me as Christian is now at the doorway. Christian has cocked his head to one side, I know he is on to me.

"Why are you home already?" I inquire.

"Sawyer told Taylor that you left work early, so I thought I would do the same and spend some time with you. Though from the look on your face, I don't know if you are happy to see me." Oh my insecure husband.

"I am happy that you are here, just surprised. I am hungry, come and eat with me." I know that this would work to get Christian away from the bathroom and the offending test behind me.

"Really? I would love to feed you." Christian comes and wraps his arms around me. I have to let go of the towel, so he doesn't feel it.

"Are you alright? Christian is looking at me curiously.

"Yes I am fine. Just hungry." I take his hand and lead him out the bathroom. As we are walking out we hear a noise behind us, when we look back, I cringe. There in perfect view is my positive pregnancy test.

"What the fuck?" Christian says analysing the offending material.

"I am sorry. I messed up the dates on my shot." I tell him. I go over to hold him and for him to hold me, but he steps back. "Christian" I pled, holding my hand out.

"Do not touch me Ana." Christian orders. I have never heard such horrible five words ever. I stand frozen as Christian negatively reacts to the test in front of him.

"Fuck this, I am leaving." He says. I watch Christian as he storms out of the apartment. He didn't even give us a chance to talk about it.

"So is that when you broke up?" Ted asks horrified.

"No, it was just the start," I tell my son. I look at Christian, and he has a tear on his face. I reach over and wipe it away. .

I take a deep breath and prepare myself to tell Ted the remaining part of our story. The only thing is that the worst was yet to come.

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