As promised here is the next chapter real tans eaAbout less than 24 hours since the past chapter. Make sure you have read that one before reading this one, so you know what is happening...!

Baby Blues

Christian's POV:

I look at Ana and mouth 'sorry' to her again. She nods and gives me an apologetic smile. I moan and begin to tell the whole horrible truth.

17-18 years ago.

(Ana is eight months pregnant at this point)

"Mr Grey, your brother and sister are here to see you." Andrea notifies. I reluctantly drop the reports that I have been analysing. The quicker I get through this visit the sooner I can return to the refuge of my work.

Mia looks radiant as she enters the office. She has finally gotten over Ethan and moved on. She has even finally found gainful employment as a pastry chef. Elliot, well he looks as if he has been dragged here, probably on orders from our parents, to make sure I am still alive.

"Christian," Mia says with a broad smile and wraps her arms around me. I cringe. I have reverted to not coping when people touch me again. This includes Mia, but I don't have the heart to stop her. This is the only piece of my heart I have left. Ana took the rest with her.

"Mia, Elliot. Can I get you both something to drink?" I offer and shake my brother's hand.

"Actually we were both hoping you would come to lunch with us. You have locked yourself in this office and your office in Escala for months now. I half expected to see a bed in here since you spend every free moment you have working these days." Elliot comments agitating me.

"If you haven't noticed, I do have a rather large corporation to manage, and thousands of employees. It takes time to organize it all." I arrogantly point out.

"Mom and Dad are worried about you. They haven't seen you in over a month, and they want you to come for dinner tonight." Elliot adds. So this is the reason why they were both available during the day, at a time that Elliot should be in his office or on a construction site, and Mia is usually resting after an early morning shift.

"Look just tell mom and dad that I am fine, and I will call them." I say hoping this will be sufficient.

"Mom could certainly use the pick me up. She is still mourning grandpa's passing." Mia says sorrowfully. I close my eyes in pain. My grandfather, Theodore Trevelyan, passed away over a month ago, and this loss had been felt throughout the whole family.

"I will be there, but I need to focus on work right now." I tell them. They start to walk out of the office, but before Elliot leaves following Mia, I call him back inside. I need to ask Elliot something I have wanted to know ever since he walked into my office. "Elliot, has Ana been in contact with Kate? Have you heard from her?" I seriously try to hide my grief and urgency in my voice.

We lock eyes, and I read my brother's facial expression. He doesn't say anything, but I know he wants to. I shake my head as he walks out. Where are you Ana? Where did you go? Why did you react like you did? I shake off my thoughts, knowing I need another session with Claude Bastille. Something to get rid of these feelings. I need to hit something. Ana not only took my heart with her but also my ability to be with another woman, even if it is a sub. I can't even sand the look of another woman.

I detest going to Claude's new gym. It is right in the Pike Market District, where Ana and Kate once lived. I reconsidered seeking out a new trainer, in an entirely different area, but I didn't want to focus on such a mundane activity or have security do it for me. I didn't want any time taken away from finding Ana. It's been seven months since she left with no trace of her, I am starting to think I will never find her again.

With over two hours until I am supposed to arrive at my parents' house for dinner, I shower at the gym and then drop into a nearby liquor store, to buy a bottle wine for dinner. I take a couple of steps inside but turn on my heels and exit. I suddenly remember having been in this very spot, less than a year ago. I look up and see the sign 'Ernie's supermarket' next door, the very supermarket I went into with Ana, that night I stayed with her after we got back together. Delicious and happy memories flood over me, for a second I crawl out of my darkness, but then it just makes me realise what I have lost. My darkness get even darker.

I hurry off to reach the SUV which is parked on the other side of the supermarket, trying to avoid recalling more memories. As I walk past the store's door I run into someone. "Fuck" I say in annoyance. I reach down to help whoever has fallen.

"Ana" my heart misses a beat. It's her, here. The person I ran into is my Ana. Finally. Her clear, bright-blue eyes meet mine, but they seem sad. I can't take my eyes off her eyes.

"I have to go." Ana says quickly and desperately. She starts to hurry away.

"NO" I say, tightly grabbing her hand and spinning her so she is facing me again. This time I get a chance to really look at her and she is unable to hide her round pregnant stomach. My jaw drops at the site of it, whilst Ana drops her shoulders knowing there is no getting away. "What have you done?" I hiss while I drag her into the SUV.

"Let GO of me!" Ana demands. She struggles against me, but I have a vice like grip around her wrist.

"Get into the car" I order her. I narrow my eyes and my lips form a hard line. Anger has built up in me, replacing the joy I initially felt at accidently finding her again. I don't dare to blink as I don't want my break my glare. Ana looks so fearful that even Taylor has gotten out of the car, ready to interject.

"I don't want to hurt you. I want to talk to you. Get in the car. Please." I say with the same tone as before though I have broken off my intense stare and efforts to intimidate her. Ana reluctantly gets in the car. Taylor and I walk around the car to get in from the other side. Taylor scowls at me, probably for the first time ever, though his look does little to sway me. He watches me as I get on my phone and make a call. He listens to every word I say.

"Dr Greene's office" I tell Taylor outside the car so Ana doesn't hear me.

"Grey…" He tries to stop me.

"Just drive" I order him.

Ana and I sit in uncomfortable silence, until I can't take it anymore. "You're pregnant" I state.

"Glad to see you haven't lost your sense of sight, you really should have been recruited by the CIA."

"I don't think we need your smart mouth right now. Are you hurt?" I ask, recalling the fact that she just fell.

"No I am fine. I am just still rather clumsy." I stifle my laugh.

"How many months are you pregnant?" I start to enquire.

"Don't you mean, is this your baby or is it someone else's?" Ana remarks. It feels like she has stabbed me in the heart, again. I groan in anger and despair. "Christian it is your baby, I am eight months pregnant." Ana sounds sincere, but I don't understand how it could be mine.

"You had a miscarriage." I remind her.

"It is yours. I did have a miscarriage but I was pregnant with twins. I lost one child, but didn't lose the other one." She tells me. I desperately want to believe her, but the last few months have put so much doubt into me.

"I want a paternity test." I sad coldly. Ana looks at me horrified.

"You don't believe me?" She looks like she is about to hyperventilate.

"Trust has been hard for me ever since you took off." I taunt her.

At the hospital, Ana and I both get out though she seems reluctant. "What are we doing here?" She asks.

"We have an appointment to attend." I tell her. I take her hand in the most uncaring manner to lead her to Dr Greene's office. The doctor has stayed back waiting for us, I have offered her a large sum of money to do so.

"Mr and Mrs Grey. It has been a long time. What can I do for you both?" She asks smoothly.

I ask her about Ana's miscarriage and she reconfirms exactly what Ana has told me. "Would it be possible that Ana could've miscarried the second baby?" I probe.

"There would have been a very high chance of that, but from the look of Ana, It doesn't seem as if that happened." Dr Greene points out. But I don't know what to believe.

"I want you to perform an Amniocentesis on Ana's unborn child to determine paternity. Now!" I tell Dr Greene. Ana looks like the wind has been knocked out of her. She is fearful but I need to know for sure and this is the quickest way of getting the answer I need. What if she did lose the other baby and this is someone else's baby. I think I would hunt the fuckers down and kill him.

"Ana, do you agree to do this procedure?" Dr Greene asks, analysing the situation.

"Will you excuse me and my husband for a second?" Ana states. We both walk outside the office.

"What are you playing at Christian? She just confirmed that I didn't lose the other baby." She argues.

"But she said there was a high chance that you might have lost that baby. I don't know what you have been doing for the last seven months. Where have you been actually?" I argue back.

"That is beside the point. I can say no to this test." She looks at me with horror.

"If you do, then I will order a paternity test at birth. If the baby is mine then I will fight for full custody. Don't push me Ana, I have an incredible team of high powered lawyers that will do that. So you can do it the easy way or the hard way." I can feel my eyes go dark. Ana becomes scared, and walks back into the office.

The test doesn't take long, but Ana is ordered to stay at the hospital for observation. Once Sawyer arrives to ensure Ana is watched, I left the hospital and went to my parents' house for dinner. I acted as if nothing had happened.

You could hear a pin drop in my office then. Even I felt disgusted at myself. "Ana, I am so sorry that I reacted to you like that. I wasn't thinking. I was so mad at everything."

"I know. I should have told you that I was still pregnant when I had the miscarriage." Ana replies.

"Christian how dare you force Ana into a risky procedure? Don't you realise the dangers involved?" My mother scolds me probably for the 100th time since last Sunday. "She could have lost the baby, developed a uterine infection, the baby could have been injured causing permanent damage. You decreased Ana chances of having a normal delivery. What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that my wife had left me, lied to me, evaded me for seven months and turned up pregnant. I was hurt and needed to be sure that it was my child she was carrying." I argued back.

"Grace, please sit down, let Christian finish." My dad cajoles her. I keep going even though my parents are beyond angry at me.

"I got a call thirty-six hours later, confirming that the baby was in fact mine. I knew I fucked up majorly. I tried to call Ana, to see her, anything, but she wouldn't let me. I wrote letters but she refused to acknowledge me. I clung on to hope that she would forgive me and I even had a baby room made up at the house, all on the thin chance that Ana would return to me. Especially since she allowed me to keep security attached to her I didn't see Ana until after she gave birth to Ted."

17 years ago.

Ted's Birth

I am sitting outside the Birth and labour ward of the hospital, while Ana is in labour. Sawyer contacted me, an hour ago to let me know. I want to go in but I can't. I don't want to upset Ana and put her or the baby at any more risk. I notice Kate exit and enter a couple of times. She glares at me, hatred in her eyes.

"Hey is this a pity party for one?" Elliot asks. I didn't even notice him arrive.

"Elliot this isn't the time for your poor wisecracks!" I point out, not wanting to entertain the thought.

"Well then stop it. Go and be with Ana. She is still your wife and giving birth to your child."

"I doubt that she would want me to be there." I say now really having a pity party.

"Just go and knock on the door and ask. Do it before I knock you out." he tells me off.

I stand, and walk slowly to the room. I knock but no one answers, I open the door a little and watch. I arrived just in time to see my child be born, hear the doctor tell Ana it was a boy and cry for the first time. I was struck by the joy in the room. I close the door and walk around the corridor, into an empty room. I lean against the cold wall and fall to the ground crying in grief. I was fully aware that I had missed out on the most precious moment in any parents life, being by my wife during the birth of our first child.

After a couple of hours and when I knew Ana was alone, I went to her hospital room and stood by the door. Ana was nursing and she looked angelic.

"Can I come in?" I ask

"Yes" she says coldly to me, but all the warmth returns to face and body language when she refocuses on the baby.

"He is perfect" I comment.

"I know." She says. Ana finishes nursing Ted, rewraps him and holds him close.

"Have you named him yet?" I enquire.

"I wanted to talk to you about that actually. Elliot told me that your grandfather passed away."

"Yes a couple of months ago. I miss him" I tell her sadly.

"I liked him too. I was thinking then I would name the baby Theodore Raymond." She says lovingly to our baby.

"It's perfect. Theodore Raymond Grey." I recite.

"No." Ana states. I look at her confused. "I am going to give him the last name Steele as I have stopped using Grey."

"I am his father. I want you both back with me, move back in with me." I plead.

"Christian too much has happened between each of us. I can't just move back in. I need to know that we won't hurt Ted." Ana says holding Ted tighter.

"I don't know what to do." I tell her. I know she is right, that rushing her to move back in will not be the right thing to do, but it hurts too much. I walk out of the hospital room and head back to my office.

My thoughts are clouded with thoughts of my perfect son. I don't know what to do. I consider calling my father or mother, but they don't know any of this. I then do the one thing I know I can do. I call Andrea in and ask her to set up a trust fund in the name of 'Theodore Raymond Steele'. I want a million dollars in there within 24 hours and at least 30,000 to be put in each month, to mature when my son reaches eighteen and enters college. I also want 20,000 to be put into Ana's bank account each month."

My parents having heard enough for today, have left my office and are both now headed for work. There is still so many secrets, but the intensity of these sessions are getting too much. Ted and Ana are both about to head out, when they stop. Ted says something to Ana and she leaves, with him still in my office. Ted looks at the large portraits of Ana that still adorn my office.

"Dad, I want you to do me a favour." He asks

"What is it?" I ask cautiously.

Ted looks at me darkly and runs his hand through his hair. I know that he is struggling with this request.

Authors Note

Thank you for all your reviews. Please keep reviewing as it gives me a real good insight into what you are thinking, especially to who you think is the most at fault.

I hope you got more answers and are looking forward to what Ted is going to ask Christian.

Enjoy and cheers to Crystal9034for editing this chapter again!

Regards,

Maria Amore