My last hour of work drags on. Friday has finally come, and I am looking forward to a quiet weekend with Christian. I shut down my desktop computer and turn off the lights to my office before saying goodbye to Hannah and meeting Christian outside of SIP.
As I climb into the SUV, I notice that Christian is not present as he had been all week.
"Taylor, where's Christian?"
"He's at a meeting about Grey Publishing, Mrs. Grey. He told me he should be home shortly after you are."
Oh.
I can't help but frown, still unsure about changing the name of SIP.
This is for SIP, you dumb bitch!
I shudder as I recall the incident with Jack Hyde. Am I ruining the company like he implied I was?
No. My subconscious has put her foot down. You work twice as hard as he ever did. You deserve this more than anybody.
But I still have my doubts. Would I be in this position if it wasn't for Christian?
The truth is, I would probably be just like Elizibeth was - subject to Hyde's every will. I cringe to think of what would have happened if I had went on the trip to New York with him.
When we get back to Escala I am famished and I head to the kitchen. Ms. Jones is waiting for me, offering me a warm smile as I sit down at the breakfast bar.
"Ana, can I fetch you something to eat?" I notice she only calls me by my first name when Christian isn't here. Odd.
"Oh, yes, please." I grin, my mouth already watering. "Can I have some chocolate chip waffles?"
Ms. Jones smiles at me and gets to work on making the waffles as I hear the elevator ding from the foyer, signalling Christian's arrival. I smile at him as he walks into the kitchen.
"Something smells delicious" He says with a tired smile.
"It's chocolate chip waffles, requested by Mrs. Grey, would you like me to make you a plate?"
"Yes please."
Christian sits beside me and takes my hand, bringing it to his lips as his gray eyes keep contact with mine. My inner goddess swoons at the gesture.
"How was work today, Mrs. Grey?"
"It was well, what about you, Mr. Grey?"
"It was… busy." He sighs, sounding exasperated. "But we're well on our way to legally changing SIP's name and making it officially yours"
I give Christian a nervous smile and he changes the subject.
"Are you looking forward to the benefit party tonight?"
The benefit party? Shit! I completely forgot about Christian's mother's Sick Kids benefit that I told her we would go to. I sigh, far too exhausted for a party.
"Christian, I don't have anything to wear."
"Caroline went shopping and found you a dress for this evening. We don't have to stay long," he says, surveying me.
Oh yes, I have a personal shopper. Even now, I'm still getting used to this lifestyle. I smile at Christian as Ms. Jones places my plate in front of me.
"If it wasn't for you, Christian, I wouldn't remember a thing."
Christian playfully snorts at me.
"Yeah, we realized that a few weeks too late." I know he is talking about my failure to remember my appointments for my contraceptive. I still haven't told him that it was actually Hannah's fault. I laugh and roll my eyes as I take a mouthful of my waffles.
I hardly recognize myself as I look at my reflection in the full length mirror. The dress Caroline picked out for me fits perfectly, and flatters my body shape. It is a blue strapless dress with a heart shaped bodice and a floor length skirt. There is green beading that starts heavily at the top, and slowly disperses as you look further down the dress. I have put my hair up and I am wearing the bracelet that Christian bought me on our honeymoon.
Caroline also picked out matching blue louboutin shoes that are covered in crystals. I haven't worn an outfit this expensive since my wedding night.
Christian walks into our bedroom and his mouth falls open as he looks me up and down.
"Mrs. Grey, you look stunning."
I feel myself blush as I look over at Christian and pick up my matching clutch purse. He looks wonderful, as always, in a gray suit and tie.
"As do you, Mr. Grey."
Christian steps towards me and gives me a chaste kiss on the lips.
"You have no idea how much I want to strip this dress off of you right now."
I look up at Christian with wide eyes.
"Ana, stop biting your lip … It's time to go"
Christian and I are on our way to the party. Taylor is driving like usual and I am holding Christian's hand in the back seat, as if we were teenagers.
"If it's a boy, I think we should name it after you."
Christian turns and gives me a quizzical look before realization sets in to his features.
"Why?"
"I don't know… lots of people name their sons after them. Christian Jr."
Christian frowns at me, as if he doesn't understand why I would want to name our child after him. I squeeze his hand tighter as we keep driving. After a few moments Christian sighs and finally speaks up.
"Christian Jr?"
"Yes"
"If you like it, okay."
I smile at Christian and kiss him on the cheek as the SUV pulls up to Christian's parents' house.
I knew that there was going to be a big turn out for the event, but I didn't know that this many people were going to attend. Because the weather is warm they Greys are hosting the event in a huge event tent outside, which has a built in floor so that the women's heels don't sink into the ground. I take a nervous step closer to Christian as I try and find familiar faces. Soon I recognize Mia and Ethan walking towards us holding hands.
"Ana! It's great to see you!" Mia beams at me, wearing a short pink dress and a pair of sky-high silver stilettos.
"Hi Mia." I smile as she hugs me and then Christian.
After a few minutes of chatting with Mia and Ethan I see Kate and Elliot out of the corner of my eye. I smile at Christian, Mia holding him captive with a story about her friends, and go to meet Kate.
"Ana! Are you ready for the Carribian?" Kate sounds extremely excited as she pulls me into a hug, and Elliot pouts at her.
"Are you sure I can't come with you, baby? I'll stay out of your hair."
"I told you, Elliot, this is girl time."
Elliot gives Kate his best puppydog eyes and I can't help but to laugh. Kate grins at me and I suddenly feel emotional. I miss spending time with her.
Soon I feel a hand on my shoulder and I turn around to see Carrick smiling at me. Grace soon joins him and the five of us talk about Kate and Elliot's upcoming wedding. Our conversation is cut short, however, by the MC announcing that dinner will be served shortly and that we should be returning to our tables. As if on cue I feel Christian's familiar grasp on the small of my back.
"Come on, our table's near the front."
Christian eyes my barely touched plate as the waiters come to take everybody's plates at the end of the meal. Although I was starving when the meal was first presented, my apitite vanished after a few bites of my meal as a dull ache set into the pit of my stomach. I nod to a waiter as he asks me if I am finished my meal. Christian frowns.
"Ana, you have to eat."
"I just don't feel well. I'll eat when we get back home."
"Do you want to go now?"
"No, it's not that bad."
Christian gives me a look before his lip rises in a smirk. One of his hands move to my thigh as he leans in to whisper in my ear.
"When we do go home, I know the best kind of pain relief."
I squirm in my seat and as I rub my thighs together I feel wetness. Already, Ana!? My subconscious is glaring at my inability to contain my arousal, while my inner goddess licks her lips with Christian's comment. As a live band starts playing a soft melody, Christian pulls away and smiles down at me.
"Shall we dance, Anastasia?"
Christian helps me out of my seat and leads me to the middle of the dance floor, taking my waist in one hand and my hand in the other. I clasp my hand with his and move my other hand to rest on his shoulder as he starts to sway us to the music. The cramping in my stomach starts to get worse and I clutch more onto Christian. A few moments later Mia is grabbing onto my arm.
"Ana, can I talk to you?"
I break away from Christian and Mia pulls me a few feet away from Christian. I wonder what could possibly be such a secret as she leans in to whisper in my ear.
"Um, Ana, I don't know if you knew this, but I think you're bleeding through your dress"
Bleeding? What does she mean?
OH.
I look at her in horror before I look at Christian. He seems to know something is wrong and I hold up one finger to signal that I need a minute. I rush to the washrooms, Mia behind me, and I quickly dodge into a stall.
Bleeding? I can't be bleeding. I'm pregnant. I must have just sat in something.
I hike up the skirt of my dress and pull down my lace panties. What I see makes me physically ill.
The cramping, the wetness between my legs… it makes sense now.
I am bleeding.
I am bleeding a lot.
Little Blip!
Author's Note:
First off I wan't to apologize for how long it took to publish this chapter. I have final exams and my final research papers all around this time so it's quite busy for me to have time to write things for myself. I have all of my ideas for this fanfiction in a notebook, it just takes me some time to actually write it out on paper, and with so many assignments going on it's hard to find the time. That being said, with the way I ended this chapter I would like to have another one finished and uploaded over the weekend for you guys.
I also want to thank you all SO SO much for the amazing feedback I have been getting from you. Your feedback is what keeps me writing, and getting new reviews honestly puts such a big smile on my face. Your reviews make my writing feel validated, so thank you all from the bottom of my heart! xx
PS. Sorry for no lemons in this chapter.