Grey Reaction

Christians POV:

"Okay Ted, what was that all about? Why was Williamson looking to you during the first dance auction for your sister?" I ask my son. All my anger that has been building up is swiftly coming to the surface, and I want answers. Every single last piece of truth.

I take a seat in my parent's study and stare at Ted. We are facing each other, both in deadlock. He has worked with me for too long and is now able to hide his emotions. My sons is as confident and has a tendency to be even as controlling as I am.

"Dad I could lie to you here, but I won't. At the same time I am unable to tell you much at all, there are other factors at play. It's like at work, when we can't make certain mergers or acquisitions public until…" Ted informs. I run my hands through my hair, infuriated. I need to stop him immediately.

"Theodore, don't even think about playing that game. This isn't business, this is more important, this is your sister." I tell him off.

"Yes, I asked Williamson to bid on Phoebe." Ted offers me this small piece of information, and I know that I am going to have to work for more detail.

"This is no time to be taciturn. Why? And especially why Williamson? All that fucker wants to do is fuck your sister, and to add her name to his long list of sexual conquests." Ted looks shocked at my disclosure.

"You didn't know, did you?" Ted doesn't answer, but his answer is obvious. I stand up, frustrated.

"I didn't want someone else to win the dance auction. Just as I didn't know about Williamson, there are other truths you haven't been told" Ted argues back, in an attempt to justifying his actions.

"Then tell me what truths, don't I know! Ted tell me now!" I hiss. This is what I have been asking for ever since I bought him in here.

"No," Ted says monosyllabic

"No?" I say the word as is testing it out. Did my son just tell me, No?

"I may not like what is happening, but still, I can't tell you, I promised I wouldn't until later" Ted states. I take a deep breath and count to 10, in the hope it will keep me calm, but I know this is one of those times it won't work.

The door behind us slams open and shut, and there is my father and daughter. They are standing there analysing the situation. Ted and I have been yelling. Okay mainly me, but I am being kept in the dark here, and I refuse to be when it comes to my family. I chose to ignore my father and Phoebe's presence right now.

"And when the hell is later?" I yell. Ted looks at our new company and then to me.

"Ask Phoebe," He challenges.

"Excuse me?" Phoebe says swallowing, and looking nervous.

"Ted was just informing me that he commissioned Matthew Williamson, to bid on Phoebe, to prevent someone else winning the dance. Phoebe do you have anything you want to add to this story since your brother refuses to tell me anything until his arbitrary definition of 'later'?" Deep down I am glad that the focus has shifted to Phoebe. Though she is feisty and able to hold her own in the world, Ana and I have traditionally found that we are able to mollify and coerce her a lot easier. Maybe it's because we were never absent from her life, or the fact that she love us so much and wants to please us. But either way, I want to get to the bottom of this all.

"Just tell him, tell grandpa, tell everyone." Ted tells Phoebe. He isn't yelling, but his voice is making it clear that he is almost as angry as me.

"You promised me" Phoebe mutters. "Why are you doing this to me?"

"Doing? I am not doing anything. You have done all of this. I am trying to help you! I am trying to stop you from getting hurt in the future." Ted is emotional as is Phoebe, but I have heard enough riddles!

"Someone tell me now, what is going on or else" I have clenched my fists, in an attempt to keep calm, but I am failing.

"And there I was thinking the event was outside" My father adds, trying to break up whatever is going on. "Christian, I know this hard for you, but I think you need to understand that neither of your children, are kids anymore. Ted and Phoebe, you need to understand that your father is a control freak and cannot cope being in the dark. So with that all taken into consideration, we need a compromise, and tonight is not necessarily the right place." For the second time, tonight, my father has mediated an unfavorable situation, rather successfully actually.

"Tomorrow, at the sound, lunch. Dad can you and mom make it?" I inquire.

"Of course. Let's meet 11:30, we can eat and then we can all talk, with everyone Ana needs to be there also." My father mediates.

"Agreed, now Ted and Phoebe, I am not going to ask if you both can make it, you both do not have a choice. Just be there" I order them. They both nod and I exit the study.

I find Ana immediately sitting at the table talking to Kate and the other female members of our family. I am so tense. I can't believe that I have agreed to wait till tomorrow, to discover what is up with my children, or more specifically Phoebe as it seems. There is only one solution right now to help me let off steam, and she is perfect.

Ana stands and starts to walk towards me. Her green dress, flows smoothly, and I can already start to feel the tension radiate off me. This is the effect that she has on me. I can conquer the world as long as she is by my side.

"Ready?" Ana asks

"More than you can ever believe" I sigh. "I have something to tell you, but right now, I need you first."

I start to rush Ana to the Boat house, and when we hit the grassed area, rather than wait for her to take off her high heeled shoes, I sweep down and pick her up.

"You're still very light" I scold.

"No, you are just still very strong!" Ana rebuffs. I put her down once we reach our destination and walk up the stairs.

"This is going to be real quick" I warn her. Ana undoes my belt and pants, letting them fall to my feet whilst I raise the skirt of her dress and push her underwear to the side as she leans against the wall. I slowly insert my index finger in him while I start to kiss her passionately.

"You are still so responsive," I tell Ana as she becomes quickly aroused, I start to thrust my finger inside her and with my palm stroke her most sensitive part.

"Chris...tian" Ana calls out. Each word and moan she makes causes me to respond equally. I fill her and thrust quickly. I struggle to hold back, I don't want to find my release before Ana.

"Let go" I tell her, and obediently she does. As she clenches around me, I find my release. It's cathartic. I don't want to pull out of her, I want to stay inside her. I always do.

"Care to tell me what that was all about?" Ana asks. We have had sex in the boat house, at every 'Coping Together' ball we have ever attended; however, this time, even I know it was different. This wasn't just about us or our kinky fuckery. It was about gaining some control.

I pull out and take Ana to the downstairs couch, where I tell her everything that I know, which isn't much. I tell her about Ted interfering in the dance auction, how there is something that Pheobe isn't telling us, and how our children are coming over and going to talk to us with my parents.

"I hate that we don't know everything immediately, about our children." I confess to Ana.

"I know, so do I, but they aren't babies, they aren't even children anymore…."

"I can't think of Phoebe as anything but my little girl." I interject.

"Let's just give them a chance to explain what is going on. We will probably find that it isn't as severe as you are imagining." Ana tries to mollify me. "Christian, do me a favour"

"Anything. What is it?" I ask. I would do anything Ana asked of me.

"Make love to me" I smile. She just asked me to do one of my favorite things.

# # # #

I zip Ana dress up again and laugh lightly as my gorgeous wife tries to reorder her hair, after our love making. "Stop, you look perfect."

"No, I don't! Just fucked hair has never looked as good on me has it had on you. Just take a seat on the couch and wait a few minutes Mr Grey"" Ana states.

"Oh you and your smart mouth, Anastasia. What I have and would still like to do to it." I relent and sit back on the couch.

"Ouch, I just sat on something," I say softly. I retrieve the object and all the frustration and anger I have just let go of comes back. I hide it immediately into my pocket. It is just another piece of the puzzle.

Phoebe's POV:

I stand there frozen after my father exits the study. I turn to face my brother, who looks unfazed.

"Where is Josh? I couldn't see him. He was sitting at our table anymore" I ask.

"He is around, he went to talk to someone he knew while you were dancing" my brother says as if he has an unpleasant taste in his mouth, then Ted storms out of the study, leaving me with our grandfather. I sit on the leather couch and bury my face in my hands.

"Okay Phoebe, maybe it is time you tell me what is happening" My grandfather probes.

"I don't want to. Ted doesn't support me and considering my father's mood, I doubt he will also. I don't think I could cope if you turned your back on me right now" I feel horribly vulnerable.

"Hey, didn't I just tell you about twenty minutes ago that I would support you, as long as you are happy."

"Yes," I say softly.

"Good now maybe it is time you told me the whole story" I take a couple of deep breaths in and commence to tell him the whole story. His expression rarely changes as he listens and when I have finally finished, he sits there and starts to analyze the situation. I don't know how much time goes by before he starts to talk gain.

"Well I never expected that." My grandfather evaluates.

"My father is going to lose it, isn't he?" I ask concerned.

"Maybe, maybe not. I don't know." My grandfather lies. "Either way Phoebe, I will support you. I am not sure if I should, but I will. I will talk to your grandmother, and I am sure she will feel the same."

This is the first good piece of information I have received since I arrived at Seattle. I throw my arms around my grandfather in gratitude.

"But we will only continue to support you as long as you are happy." My grandfather clarifies.

"Josh does make me happy. I have never felt like this with anyone ever." I explain.

"Understood, now escort an old man back to the ball. Your grandmother will be wondering where I am"

# # # #

Lunch is so tense, but I am overjoyed when it ends, and I can get this over with. We were sitting outside, and conversation wasn't free flowing as it usually is. Ted and Lily are here, with Macie, who is fast asleep, but the twins are not. Eli is training, which makes me think that this is the, one thing he does most lately. Whilst Ruby is at a girlfriends place. My grandparents occasionally offer me comforting smile, but I am still edgy. With the lunch dishes cleared, it becomes apparent to me that it will soon be time to talk. I text Josh and tell him to proceed. He has been waiting for my call and is at a local coffee shop. I told him not to come for lunch as I knew that it was going to be tense enough.

"Okay Phoebe and Ted who is going to talk first?" My father inquires. He is sitting closely to my mother, who is also curious to what is going on. Shit is this actually happening?

"This is Phoebe's story to tell not mine." Ted comments. Oh how I wish he thought this a few weeks ago when he employed the investigator. Maybe then I wouldn't be here. Josh is yet to arrive, but I know he is on his way.

"Phoebe?" My father says my name to get me to start explaining. I sigh loudly.

"Mom and dad, I am seeing someone, and we have been together for a couple of months. In fact, you both know him." I inform them. My parents look at each other and look a little confounded.

"Alright, but then why all the theatrics? This isn't the first time, someone in our family has been seeing another person" My mother questions

"Oh but there is more." My brother mocks. I shoot him a look, but it doesn't impact him at all.

"We know him?" My father asks. Taylor stands at the door way and coughs.

"Excuse me, but there is a visitor." Taylor announces and then Josh appears. He is dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a button up shirt. Oh my, he looks fabulous.

"Afternoon," He says politely. I stand up and smile, grateful that he has finally arrived. Josh comes over and kisses my cheek. I desperately wish he would kiss me properly. This way I could feel his arms around me, but we decided to be discreet.

"Mom and dad; Josh and I have been seeing each other. He is my boyfriend" I tell them confidently. We both sit down slowly, and I evaluate my parent's reactions. Oh shit this will be bad.

Authors note: sorry it was a short chapter, but at least it is out forty-eight hours after the last chapter. Hope you enjoyed it and review.