Get Together

Ana's POV:

"Well it is more of a compromise and a preference." Christian can't hide his laughter as he thinks about what Phoebe just suggested. I eye off Christian cautiously as I suspect he rather likes what our daughter just suggested.

"Well Anastasia, since Phoebe is missing having her one and only sibling around, she would like us to have another child, one that could live at home here, with us." Christian's eyes practically gleam at the thought.

"No chance" I say quickly, ending the hopeful looks in Christian's eye. Even though I have loved having my children, the fact of the matter is that I am already forty five and Christian is fifty one, and we both have rather demanding careers. Another child would stretch us too thin and take time away from Phoebe.

"Thought so. Shame really, I loved it when you were pregnant with Phoebe" Christian puts his hands on my shoulders and pulls me closer to him.

"What else did our master negotiator daughter state?" I run my finger along Christian's lips. This proximity to my husband is making me ache.

"Phoebe asked, that if she can't go to Darfur, could we take her somewhere else, where she could see Ted. Of course, she did suggest Disneyland as a good option, but our five year old daughter doesn't quite understand distance yet." Christian and I both chuckle.

"So what are you thinking then?" I ask Christian.

"I will go over to Darfur on Tuesday even evening, and look over the operations on Wednesday and Thursday. On Friday, Ted and Lily can travel with me to France on the jet. Then you and Phoebe can fly over and meet us there. I will have Taylor take care of all the arrangements." Christian commences to kiss me. He possesses me with each one of his kisses. He needs to feel close to me right now. Christian needs to get rid of his tension from when he couldn't find Phoebe. Oh my fifty!

"One thing that needs to be decided Mrs Grey is do you want to go to the south of France or Paris?"

"Paris" I reply. I bite my bottom lip as I consider my two glorious options... Delicious memories of our honeymoon rush come back as Christian's thumb quickly releases my lip.

"You know what that does to me" Christian's voice is full of sensual promise.

"I know," I say looking up at him through my eyelashes. Christian sweeps down and picks me up, bridal style. There is only one place we both want to be right now. In our bedroom.

Ted's POV:

I watch as my father walks down the stairs of the GEH jet. It has been months since I have seen anyone in my family and seeing my dad right now makes me realise how much I miss everyone.

"Dad" I call out, when he is close enough to hear me.

"Ted. How are you?" My father asks sincerely. He comes towards me and gives me a warm hug. "It's so good to see you again"

"I am excellent. I am extremely glad that you are here. How was your flight? How are mom and Phoebe? How is everyone at home, in fact?" I ask.

"The flight was fine. Your mother and sister are well, and they miss you. Terribly" My father informs me.

"I miss them too. I am rather excited to see them this weekend" I admit

"Your grandparents and everyone other Grey family member is doing well. Ava is planning on going backpacking through Asia, with her new boyfriend. What is his name?" My father struggles to recall. Even I struggle to recall, considering how many boyfriend's Ava goes through.

"Lachlan?" My father suggests.

"No, that was two boyfriends ago, and there has been a Corey since then. Sean I think his name is." I can't help but laugh quietly. My cousin changes boyfriends faster than anyone I have ever met. "Poor Uncle Elliot. I bet he can't keep up. No wonder he is losing some of his hair" I state

"Yes, though every cloud has its silver lining. Ava has also provided me many opportunities to repay him for his past wit at my expense." My father grins, rather proud of himself.

"I spoke to Uncle Elliot last week on Skype, and he said that he is looking forward to when Phoebe becomes a teenager. He thinks he will get his own back then" My father's eyes narrow and his lips form a tight line. I know it's time for a change in subject.

"Thank you dad for organising for me to see Mom and Phoebe. Though there is one thing I don't get." I tell him

"What's is that?" My father cocks his head to the side.

"Why are you allowing Phoebe to meet us, when her behaviour was so bad? Even she told me that she ran off, and Mom told me that Phoebe had a meltdown. I would have thought, considering how frightening it would have been having her run away, you would have punished her, you know…" Ted dances around his last comment. I know what he means. We both get into the car before I answer his question.

"I did punish Phoebe, she was sent to her room for the weekend, and she lost her iPad for a month. I have also had someone watch her constantly, even in the house" I state.

"Yes I know. I just thought you would have punished her worse. If it had been me, I would have wanted to skin her alive. I am glad that you didn't punish her worse." The thought of not knowing where someone you consider to be precious is, sends chills up my spine.

"Ted, you know that I expect Phoebe to behave appropriately and respectfully. The thing is, this time I couldn't punish her worse. I wanted to be honest so she would know that she is never to run off again. However, Phoebe has missed you so much these last four months, regardless of the amount of times you both have spoken on Skype and Face Time. Your mother and I have spent a lot of time with her just so she wouldn't focus on the fact that you were away. Phoebe hasn't even wanted to stay at your grandparents or Elliot and Kate's place these past four months."

"But Phoebe loves going over our grandparent's house, and she adores being with Elliot and Kate. She gets treats and plays with makeup with Kate" I point out.

"Yes, but she doesn't want to be far from your mother and I right now. Flynn believe she cease this behaviour when you and Lily return home. She just misses you." My father reasons. Damn, even Flynn has been consulted.

"So you and mum wouldn't have had much time together alone, right?" I conclude.

"Very little time" My dad grimaces at the thought. "Though your mother and I have enjoyed all the time with your sister. It is rather gratifying to be wanted." My dad clarifies.

"I know, though I find it a little sad that you, and mom haven't been able to go away for a weekend or anything. I have honestly liked knowing that you both made time for each other. It has been comforting."

"Don't worry Ted, even though your mother and I haven't been able to be alone at home or for the weekend, we still make time for each other." Regardless of dad's attempts to reassure me, I am still saddened but gives me an idea.

"So I have heard a lot about the work you are doing here…." Dad shifts from father mode into CEO mode. We spend the rest of the car trip discussing the business projects, the water project and the children's home. My excitement over my projects is equally matched by my father, who also has a soft spot for Durfar.

Anna's POV

I start to wake up Phoebe as our flight has finally landed into Paris. I think this is possibly the first time, she has ever taken a commercial flight as opposed to the GEH jet. Christian has always been particularly protective about Phoebe, from the second she was born. We have tried to limit her exposure to the paparazzi and keep her out of the public eye as much as possible. I remember when Phoebe was first born and how the media tried to outbid each other to get a photo of her. The paparazzi was relentless.

We have been doing everything we can to try give Phoebe as much of a normal upbringing as humanly possible, even though she is a Grey, but it is hard considering our lifestyle.

Christian, Ted and Lily are scheduled to arrive before us in Paris so we won't have to wait to see them. They should be in at our hotel by now. I am desperately eager to see the two most important men in my life. I can't wait to hold my son. Ted is in his early twenties now, but he will always be my little boy. And Christian, my fifty, he may have only been gone a few days, but I long for him to hold me.

Even though we took a commercial flight, Phoebe and I, along with Sawyer, are expressed through immigration and customs in the VIP section, and we exit into a quiet lounge like area.

There sitting on one of the beige leather couches, focused on his blackberry is Christian. His copper hair look a little more unruly than usual, and his muscular body is apparent in his tight V neck shirt. Oh my, just looking at him, makes me want him. Christian sees us in the corner of his eye and swiftly put his phone away.

"Daddy!" Phoebe calls out and runs towards Christian. He kneels down and speeds his arms out wide and sweeps her up.

"Hello Princess. Boy did I miss you"

"Missed you too Daddy. Mommy let me sleep on your side of the bed while you were gone" Phoebe informs him. He smiles at our little girl but narrows his eyes a little at me. We haven't ever let Phoebe sleep in our bed, and I know he won't want her developing a taste for it either.

"Well I do hope you will let me take my side of the bed back," Christian says in a joking manner. Though deep down I know that he has little interest in sharing me in bed, regardless of how much he spoils Phoebe.

Whilst still holding Phoebe, Christian uses his free hand to pull me closer and gives me a passionate kiss. At first it is chaste, but then it escalates, and I can feel how much he has missed me.

"Eeewww... That is gross. You both are always kissing." Phoebe says. I had almost forgot that she had a front row seat just then to our kiss.

"That is because Mom and Dad love each very much, just like we love you and your brother." I explain.

"And do you both love Lily? Ted and I love her" Phoebe inquiries.

"Yes, we love her too" I tell her. This is the honest truth. We do love Lily, she makes my son smile every day.

Christian puts Phoebe down and leads us out of the airport. I nod to Taylor who is holding the car door open for us.

"Where is Teddy and Lily? I want to see them." Phoebe asks Christian.

"They are at the hotel already. They seemed to have missed having hot showers that when I left to meet you and mommy that they were still having a shower." He tells Phoebe to her satisfaction but then raises an eyebrow to me. I immediately understand what he means. Oh... They really must have missed a good shower.

Christian has booked the two presidential suites of the oldest and most elegant hotel in all of Paris. As we ride up in the elevator Christian pulls out his cell phone, presses some numbers and then passes it to Phoebe.

"Ted" Christian mouths and I nod. With our daughter distracted, talking to her brother. Christian wraps his hands around me and nuzzles his nose into my hair.

"I. Have. Missed. You. So Much" Christian whispers between kisses. I am so glad that Phoebe is so engrossed on talking to her brother and that the elevator is not mirrored. "Let's get Phoebe to have a nap, then I can take you to bed and make sure you don't nap." Christian's voice gives away just how much he has missed me also.

"Phoebe slept for three hours on the plane though. She won't sleep" I inform him sadly. Christian's playful mood is shattered immediately.

"Then we will have to wait till this evening" Christian murmurs. We both start to focus on Phoebe's conversation for Ted.

"Can I come and see you in your room straight away... Why not... But I want to see you now... Please Ted." Phoebe is getting emotional, and she doesn't yet understand that Ted may be busy at the moment. Thank god it will be years before that happens, or my poor fifty would have a heart attack, here and now. Christian looks at me disappointed for Phoebe. She so desperately wants to see her brother and now.

"But why can't I go to your room?" Phoebe pleads. The elevator doors open and there at the doorway is Ted, with Lily a few feet behind him.

"Fifi, the reason you can't go to my room right now, is because I am not in my room. I am outside the elevator, waiting for you." Ted puts his cell phone away and picks up Phoebe, spinning her around.

Phoebe has wrapped her hands around Ted's neck so tightly that I wonder if I will ever be able to pry her away from her older brother.

"Hey you tricked me. That is naughty" Phoebe pouts a little.

"Naughty?" Ted says amused.

"We are not supposed to trick people, and if you do naughty things you will have to get punished" Phoebe says rather seriously. All four of us start to laugh a little at her demeanour.

Ted then puts Phoebe down, and she walks off to greet Lily, giving me a chance to talk and have a decent look at my grown up son. There are definite changes in Ted. Physically he looks more like Christian did when I first met him. His skin is more tanned from the African sun, but his hair is more orderly. I think that is Lily's doing.

"Hi Mom. You look wonderful" He compliments me, and we hug. I try to hold back tears, but I know I am going to fail. "Hey mom, don't cry. I am really well."

"It is just that I have missed you so much." I tell him.

"I know. I have missed you too."

Lily and Phoebe back towards us and we all finish exchanging our greetings. I wish we had invited Ros and Gwen to come. I know that they are missing Lily also.

Christian looks at his watch. "We have reservations for dinner at 6pm downstairs, and Phoebe guess who is going to come and join us?"

"I don't know," She says.

"Well think about whom you know that lives here in Paris?" Christian questions.

"Aunt Mia?"

"The very one." The largest smile in four months forms of Phoebe's face. Not only is she getting to see Ted and Lily, but now she gets to see Aunt Mia.

"That gives us four hours" Ted announces. He then whispers into Lily's ear, and she nods, then whispers into Phoebe's ear. I can literally feel Christian grimace behind me. He hates secrets being kept from him.

"Mom and Dad, why don't Lily and I take Phoebe. We are going to go out into the city, and she can see the sights with us. Also, I don't think either of you slept on the way over. You both could use the quiet time. We will take extra security with us." Ted offers.

Christian looks a little conflicted at his proposal. Phoebe is still to regain his trust after running off at the house last weekend, but I know the prospect of us having some much wanted time alone is tempting. He kneels, so he is at Phoebe's eye level.

"Do you want to go with Ted and Lily or do you want to play in the hotel room?" Christian asks. One look at Phoebe and her answer is obvious.

"I want to go with Ted and Lily." She blurts out so quickly that Christian is almost knocked off his feet.

""Okay, but you do know that you have to stay close to them at all times. Paris is an exceptionally big and busy city. I do not want you straying off or getting lost." He warns. I am briefly reminded of how we felt when we couldn't find her at our property. It is an emotion that I don't want to revisit or relive ever again.

"I know." Phoebe responds.

"Sawyer, I know that you just got off a long flight, but do you mind going and also watching my daughter?" Christian asks.

"Yes Mr Grey" Sawyer replies. Phoebe is still having to be closely monitored, more than anyone in our family ever has after her stunt.

We both watch as Phoebe walks in-between Lily and Ted, followed by Sawyer and Baxter, one of Ted and Lily's assigned CPO's while they have been in Africa enter the elevator, leaving us both alone. We haven't been this alone since before the New Year's. Christian wastes no time, and I start to feel his hands exploring over my back. I relish every move he makes.

"Christian, did you orchestrate all of that just then?" I inquire. Christian stops touching me and cocks his head to the side.

"No." He comments sincerely. Christian picks me and practically runs into our presidential suite and into the perfectly decorated main bedroom. He grabs my bag that is still on my shoulder and throws it down, before placing me on the bed.

"I think our son is concerned that we haven't had any real time alone since he left Seattle." Christian hypothesises as he starts to undo the buttons on my blouse. His fingers make short work of it and are quickly making their way to my jeans.

"Really? Well I hope he doesn't feel guilty or anything. I should ring him and make sure" I comment, reaching for my cell phone in my bag. Ted use to feel remorseful and blamed himself for the time that Christian and I were apart, I desperately don't want to him to revert to that emotional state.

"No," Christian calls out, and grabs my new acquired phone out of my hand. "I am pretty sure he is fine, but if he isn't, then we will talk to him later tonight." Christian starts to pull off my jeans, but I sit up on the bed, keeping my jeans on, even though the zip and buttons are undone. Christian give me his usual forbidding look.

"My phone" I know I am challenging him, causing my husbands to grin.

"You're making my palm twitch. You know it's been a little while since I put you over my knee. I would love to see your backside turning pink under my hand and running my fingers over your excitement."

As would I. I close the distance between Christian and I and run my finger over his lips.

"Are you going to give me back my phone?" I ask

"Oh no, Anastasia. No chance."

"No chance?" I pout. Christian can't hide his glee at this scene.

"Nope" Christian replies

I get up and run into the living room. My unbuttoned blouse is hanging off my shoulders, and I am struggling to keep my jeans up as I swiftly move to the table where I briefly saw Christians blackberry.

I successfully manage to get to Christian's phone before he does. I haven't looked back but am aware that he has been close on my tail. I spin around and with an evil smirk, I dangle it in front of him.

"Anastasia" Christian doesn't need to say anything but my name. I can literally read his mind through his body language right now. His voice is seductive, but it is also a warning.

"Oh do you want your phone?" I mock

"Yes" He demands.

"Oh no chance Christian" I respond using the same words he just used on me. It's a good thing he doesn't intimidate me anymore, or I would have literally been at his feet right now due to the look he is giving me.

"Let's propose a trade. Your phone for mine." I offer.

"Agreed. Put my phone down, on the table." Christian immediately tries to take control of the situation.

"No. You first." I challenge. Christian is taking little steps towards me and doesn't stop until there is barely an inch between us.

"You want to play, don't you?" Christian asks to seek clarification.

"Always. But I want my phone first." In retrospect, I don't really need to ring Ted. Christian was right, we can talk to him later if there is an issue. Besides, talking to Ted face to face would be a better option. However, I am enjoying this little game a little too much.

"Okay. Then let's swap." Christian has my phone on his open palm. I eye him off wondering if he is just teasing me. I am reluctant to make my move.

"Anastasia, you of all people know that I am not a patient man, and I seriously don't like that much of you exposed, when anyone of our CPO's could walk on through" Oh shit I forgot about Taylor and Ryan. I close my blouse with my hand, but in turn drop Christian's phone, on the hard marble floor. The first thing we hear is a crack then we see the phone.

"Hhhhmmm" this is the only thing I hear Christian say as he retrieves the phone from the floor.

"Is it broken?" I ask, biting my lip.

"It would appear so." Christian tries to unsuccessful get the phone to work and then appears to send a text message or email on my phone, which he still has.

"Sorry," I say shrugging.

"Oh Anastasia, I seriously doubt that. At least I am not. You just upped the ante on our little game." Before I realise it, Christian has picked me up and swung me over his shoulder, returning me to the main bedroom.

"Christian put me down." I demand, desperately trying to keep the humour out of voice.

"As you wish," Christian says pulling off my pants and then standing me up. "You are so beautiful. Bend over and hold on the side of the bed."

"Spread your legs open" I quickly obey Christian. His long fingers running over my folds and premium. Christian walks away and then I feel the familiar feeling of those balls entering me. There is no need to lubricate them. I am now I am wet already.

"You bought these from home?" I inquire shocked.

"A man can only live in hope, Anastasia. I want to spank you, for your pleasure and mine."

I lay on Christians lap as his hand kneads my backside. Without warning the first strike comes. The warm sensation is almost welcoming and pushes the balls in deeper.

"Do you want me to do that again?" Christians asks as he rubs the area he just spanked. Oh no, is he going to make me beg him.

"Yes." I say softly.

"Speak up Anastasia" Christian's voice is dominant.

"Yes. Please. Spank me, don't stop" I beg

"As you wish" Christian replies and I can hear him take a gasp of excitement. The next fifteen hits come in quick succession, so different to how he has spanked me before. Usually he makes a meal of it but not this time, and I soon realise why. The combination of the rapid smacks and the balls are massaging and plunging in deeper. There is no relief, and as the seventieth hit comes down on my already tender backside, Christin's pulls out the balls which tips me off the edge and I gloriously come. Oh my, that is the first time I have come over Christians lap and one that I wouldn't mind repeating.

Christian helps me to my feet. He kisses me before placing me on the bed, where he made love to me, slowly and passionately.

# # # #

I place the purple dress, white stocking and jacket on Phoebe's bed while she finishes her bath. Ted and Lily finally arrived back at the hotel thirty minutes ago, with an extremely excited Phoebe. Phoebe exits the bathroom wrapped up in a towel.

"Phoebe, do you need any help getting dressed?" I ask her, outside the bathroom

"No mommy. I can do it. I am five." She says rather independently.

"Fine but call me when you have finished so I can do your hair." I exit her room and find Christian opening up a box. He holds up the blackberry box and smirks.

"Taylor went out and got me a replacement."

"Good old Taylor" I reply. Christian tugs at my hand and I am drawn towards him. Our lips meet, and we are filled in our combined electricity.

"Are you two kissing again?" Phoebe says from behind us. Christian's lips form a hard, but his mood changes immediately, when he sees how beautiful she looks in her dress.

"Do you need me to do your hair?" I ask.

"Yes. Can you braid it?" She asks innocently. I set about braiding her hair and then tie the end. I tie a ribbon at the end, as per her current accessory preference.

"That was Mia. She has arrived and is going to meet us downstairs. Ted and Lily are already there." Christian informs us.

The three of us ride the elevator down stair and once the doors open, and the other members of our family are in sight, phoebe takes off into Mia arms.

Dinner is filled with joyful moments, and we are all enthralled as Ted and Lily talks about their work projects, Mia's latest adventures and Phoebe's sweet stories about school. The time goes all too quickly and soon Christian is paying the check. Phoebe is close to sleep, even though she is arguing that she isn't tired

"Aunt Mia, we are busy tomorrow and then fly back to Darfur, but we intend on returning to Europe later this year." Ted tells his Aunt.

"Well I probably will return to Seattle and visit sometime in August. I will see you then. Bye Ted and Lily." Mia says.

"Bye Aunt Mia." Ted replies

"Bye Mia, it was good to see you again," Lily says politely. I notice that Phoebe is looking confused. A look that doesn't change even when we have reached the top level of the hotel where our rooms are located.

"Good night Mom and Dad. We will see you tomorrow" Ted says.

"But hang on Ted. Aren't you going to tell Mom and Dad?" Pheobe speaks up. Ted tenses up a little and Lily looks away, not wanting to make eye contact.

"Tell us what? Phoebe? Ted? One of you want to speak up?" Christian says with his lips thinned.

"It is nothing," Ted says trying to placate us.

"But you said it was a big secret and one that you needed to tell Mom and Dad" Phoebe add oblivious to the fact that Ted doesn't want to talk right now.

"Ted, do you have something to tell us?" Christian says uneasily.

"Yes dad, I do" Ted finally admits.

Authors Note: Yes I know cliff-hangers are back and I am sorry that I don't update as often as I would like, but my life is crazy! Please review.