A/N: Managed to get another chapter typed up, excuse any mistakes, it's very late here.

Chapter 21. Kate comes clean and a bit of cyber fun.

APOV

"Not here Ana, please. Can we go somewhere else?"

I study Kate's face. Oh Kate. "Sure, you stay here, I'll go let Christian know that I'm taking you home, we can talk there."

"I don't want to go home." she sobs.

"Well my home then, we can stay up talking and eating ice-cream like the old days."

"Okay." she sniff. "but I need to swing by my house and get some things first."

"Whatever you want sweetie."

I am hesitant to leave Kate alone in the bathroom like this, but I don't think that Christian would appreciate a text from the bathroom letting him know I'm leaving. I give Kate another hug then head out to the dining room.

"Welcome back beautiful." Christian pulls a mega watt smile on me.

"Hey, look can I steal you for a second?"

"Baby, you can steal me for as long as you wish." he rises to his feet.

"Excuse me bro." Christian grins at Elliot while loosening his tie. Elliot is shaking his head in amusement.

I pull Christian over to an empty booth on the other side of the dining room.

"Ana, I'm shocked." he smirks. "Bit public for my liking, but I'm sure I can figure something out to conceal us from prying eyes." He chuckles. I can't help but laugh.

I sit on his lap and wrap my arms around his neck. "I'm sorry Mr Grey, but I'm going to have to leave you hanging . Raincheck?" I tilt my head and look at him apologetically.

"Kate?" he questions, raising an eyebrow. I nod. "Where are you going?"

"I'm taking her to our house."

"Okay, well we are nearly finished here…."

"Yeah, about that." I bite my lip nervously, he's not going to like this, but I need to give Kate my undivided attention. "Would it be too much to ask if you could stay at Escala tonight?" I watch as his face turns stone cold.

"Yes." He barks.

"Yes you will, or yes it's too much to ask?"

"NO, absolutely fucking NO. NO. NO. NO. Hell NO!." His jaw is tensing, and the vein is his neck is visible.

"Christian, please." I plead with my puppy dog eyes.

"Anastasia, I do NOT EVER, and I mean EVER, sleep away from you voluntarily, EVER."

"I'll make it up to you." I purr in his ear seductively. "Over and over and over again." I kiss his jaw.

"Why? Why the fuck am I getting kicked out of MY fucking house?"

"Our house." I sigh. "and because, Kate's in a real state, if you're there and Kate's there, than chances are Elliot will come. Baby, I need to get her to open up. It's just for tonight, maybe you could take Elliot to Escala and do guy stuff?"

"Yea, show him how to use a fucking whip to crack his misses into shape." Christian scowls. "Fuck me Ana." He runs a hand through his hair.

"Mmmm, fuck you? I will, tomorrow - I promise." Come on Christian, crack already.

"I don't like this." he sighs. "but I like Elliot's demeanour even less right now. FINE." he grunts. Bingo.

"Thank you baby, I love you." I kiss his lips.

"11.30, Skype me." He demands.

"Why can't I just phone you?"

"Because, I want you naked in my bed tonight, and if that means by computer, then so fucking be it." he grins "Wear some stilettos, high ones." he's smiling now. "And have one of those toys you were talking about ready, I will instruct you on how to use it properly." Yip, he's beaming like bitch now, oh fifty.

"Okay." I grin.

"What was that?" Christian's gone Dom on me. His is voice low and commanding.

"Yes sir."

"That's more fucking like it. You may kiss me now." We treat the prying patrons to a rather passionate kiss, I wanted to give Christian something to tie him over until tomorrow.

He walks me to the door of the ladies room before returning to Elliot. He's called Sawyer to come and collect us. I think asking to take the R8 home was pushing my luck a little too far.

It is 9.30 pm when we arrive back at Fort Grey - I call it that because trying to get through the gate is like trying to get into the Delta division of a military camp. We stopped at Kate and Elliot's home on the way. Kate has been very quiet, so I've just been rambling on about the kids and work.

The children are fast asleep when we arrive, I creep into their rooms and give them 2 kisses on their forehead, one from me and one from Christian. When I get back downstairs Kate is in the TVroom curled up on the sofa with a bottle of wine in her hand, not a glass, a bottle.

"That's a $250 bottle of wine your sculling there." I laugh.

"Sorry." she snorts. "I'll replace it."

"So are you going to tell me what's going on with you.?" I sit down next to her and grab the bottle, take a swig and hand it back.

"Ana, things just haven't been the same since we had Ava." she takes a swig from the bottle.

"Kate, honey you became parents, babies change things."

"I didn't want her you know." she sobs. "I never told anyone at the time, but I never wanted a baby."

"Oh Kate, we all have reservations to begin with. It doesn't make you a bad parent."

"I had my career, and Elliot and I were so happy, god were we happy." she wipes her eyes with the sleeve of her sweatshirt. "And after she was born, I feel in love with her, and I've love her more everyday." She hands me the bottle and I take a sip.

"Ana, I love Ava with all my heart, but I hate that I've felt like a frumpy fucking heifer ever since."

"Kate, that's just not true, you're gorgeous. Do you think maybe you have a bit of post-natal depression?""

"Probably." she laughs like it means nothing. " Elliot tells me every day how sexy he thinks I am." She grabs the bottle from me "I actually started to believe him."

"What do you mean? You Don't think he means it?"

"I can't loose him Ana."

"What makes you think you will loose him?"

"Because he's not happy with me, he's only with me because of Ava. I should have known I couldn't keep Seattle's bicycle happy for long."

"Bicycle?" I question.

"You know." she giggles. "Bicycle - every body has had a ride." We fall into each other giggling.

"Oh shit sweetie." I regain my composure. "Kate, Elliot loves you more than anything, I don't understand what makes you think he doesn't just because you've had a baby? And I certainly don't think he's taken cycling back up"

"A girl came over one night, a new designer he was working with, and he took her into his drawing room to talk about some plans."

"That doesn't mean he was unfaithful, but - I can see how that would piss you off."

"I went in there the next day, and I ….."

"What?" I brace myself.

"I found a pair of red panties under his desk Ana." Kate has tears streaming down her face.

"He fucking what?" I am furious, how could he do this to Kate, and in their home, with Kate in the next room? "Did you ask him about it?" My heart is racing.

"Yes, he denied it, he looked more shocked at the accusation than I was when I found the panties. He said he doesn't know how they got there, but he would never cheat on me, that he loves me, he even suggested that maybe she had planted them there."

"And?"

"I believe him, I think."

"Can I ask you why you only think you believe him? What is causing the doubt?"

"These." She reaches down into her overnight bag and pulls out a small plastic bag full of letters, or documents of some sort. She hands them to me.

I sit, horrified and outraged as I flick through the papers in front of me. There must be 2 dozen letters and emails. All are addressed to Mrs Grey, and all from a girl named Kimberley Lorsen.

Most are threatening - to break up her marriage with Mr grey. All of them tell her how she's nothing special how Mr Grey finds her replusive, how having kids has ruined her body and Mr Grey won't love her anymore. How Mr Grey couldn't possibly love her because she has let herself go. All are hateful and cruel and targeted at Kate.

"Kate have you shown these to Elliot?"

"No." she sobs.

"Why the fuck not?"

"Because they are the truth, and if I show them to him he might realize that and leave me."

"So instead you have taken it all this on your own shoulders and consequently become an emotional mess. Do you actually believe what this lady is saying Kate?"

"Have you seen me in a swimsuit lately Ana?" she rolls her eyes.

"Kate fucking Kavanagh, you superficial bitch. YES I have, and you'd give a Victoria secret model a run for her money. Kate, have you shown these to the police? This is harassment."

"No."

"Anybody at all?"

"Just you."

"What the fuck Kate. This isn't the Kate that I know, the Kate that I know would have tracked down this fucking tramp so fast and bitch slapped her into next century." I stand up and pace the room. "So let me guess, your taking this out on Elliot because your feeling lost, scared and insecure. You think that pushing him away will make it easier, when he leaves you - because in your fragile state of mind you actually think that that's what he's going to do?" She nods and takes another swig from the bottle.

I snatch the bottle from her and guzzle it, then wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. "Here's what we are going to do. First of all you are going to take a nice, deep relaxing soak in the tub. Secondly tomorrow morning I am taking you to see someone who can help you with you self-esteem issues, Kate I really do think you have some sort of depression, so don't fight me on this, I am your friend and I want my old Kate back, and thirdly we are going to hunt down this bitch, and show her what happens when you mess with the wives of Greys." She giggles, and I'm not sure if it's because she finds it funny, or because the wines got to her.

"Anastasia Rose Steele, whoever thought you'd become such a bossy bitch."

"Don't let me husband hear you call me that." I chuckle. Fuck what time is it? 11.15pm. "Get up." I pull Kate up from the sofa. "Right, go have a relaxing bath in the guest room, I'll meet you in the kitchen in 45 minutes, we are making popcorn and you can sleep with me, we will chuck a movie on and sleepover like old times."

"Thank you Ana." she smiles.

"Your welcome Sweetie, you don't have to do this alone anymore. Now go." she shuffles out of the TV and into the guest room. When she closes the door I dash to the kitchen, grab my Mac out of my briefcase and bolt upstairs to the bedroom.

CPOV

I cannot fucking believe I have been tossed to the side for the night. I'm not a completely heartless fuck these days, but I'm still pissed that I won't have my wife by my side tonight. I bought Elliot back to Escala with me. Poor sod is clueless of what's going on with his wife. He mentioned some interior designer had caused a bit of shit leaving some fucking panties is his drawing room, but he thought it was sorted. We hit the gym after dinner and played some pool. He's dragged his ass to bed in my old sub room. It's 11.20, I have my Mac on my bed, open and ready for a late night cyber session with my beautiful wife.

Incoming Call - Anastasia.

I click accept and see her gorgeous face on my screen.

"Hi." I smile, God she's stunning.

"Hey yourself lover boy." she giggles.

"Miss me?"

"Terribly." she sighs.

"What are you wearing." I grin, suppressing a laugh. How cliché' is this.

"Nothing." She whispers into the camera, biting her lip, absolutely nothing."

"Where are you?"

"In our room of course. Lying on our bed." I close my eyes and sigh. Fuck I wish I was there in person. I've only been away from her for a few hours, but fuck I miss her tonight. Maybe all this Kate and Elliot shit is making me realize how much my marriage means to me. I'm nothing without the woman looking back at me.

"I miss you baby." I kiss my lips with my fingers and blow her a kiss. She catches it in her hands and places her fingers on her lips and kisses them.

"Let me see you."

"Hang on." she chucks something over her camera and it turns black. "What the fuck are you doing baby." I yell at my screen.

"Just wait, I'm getting in position." she giggles. "Taa Daa." she says and the screen is no longer black. Fuck Me. I am staring at my wife, she is sitting on the chair in the corner of our bedroom, her legs are crossed. She is wearing her black patent leather Saint Laurent Stilettos. She is naked, her hair is pulled to the front on one side. She looking fan-fucking-tastic.

"Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you look right now?"

"I have a fair idea, judging by your expression right now." She smiles.

"Stand up." I watch hypnotised as she uncrosses her legs and rises from the chair. Jesus, Fuck. I am hard as rock already. "Come closer baby." She walks closer to the camera. "Closer, I want to feel like your lying next to me." The camera wobbles, she must be moving it back onto the bed. It stills and I can see our quilt. She crawls onto the bed and lies along side her computer, from my end, it looks like she is lying next to me.

"That's better baby." I reach out and touch the screen, gliding my hand down her shoulder and onto her breasts. She watches me do this, then takes her hand and copies my movements on herself.

"Mmmm." she moans.

"Play with your perfect tits baby, play with them like I would." I gaze at the screen as she rolls onto her back and squeezes her breasts, then pulls and tugs at her nipples, rolling them in her fingers. "That's right baby." I can hear her muffled moans. She arches her back and pushes her tits further into her hands.

"Now slide a hand down your stomach and then down to my pussy."

"Your pussy?" she laughs.

"Fuck yea it's mine, all mine." I grin. Her hand glides down her toned stomach and stops between her thighs. I hear her gasp.

"Did you choose a toy?" I ask.

"Yes." she groans, her hand moving up and down her sex. Holy mother fuckin…. I have grabbed hold of my favourite body part and am stroking it rhythmically. Ana looks so fucking hot.

"How does that feel baby, tell me."

"Oh Christian, fuck…" she moans.

"Grab the toy." I command. She reaches beside her and holds up a purple vibrator. "Push it in baby." She takes the purple wand and it disappears between her thighs. Jesus. I am stroking harder.

"Oh god , Christian baby."

"In and out, in and out…..that's right beautiful…..now turn it on" She reaches down with her other hand and turns the dial.

"Oh Fuck." She screams. "Christian….. Christian!" Her back arches off the bed, her hands drop to her side and she's tugging at the sheets. Her chest is moving up and down fast. The sight of my wife reaching her climax makes me explode.

"Fuck Ana. I love you so much baby." She rolls back onto her side, she has a huge grin on her face.

"I love you too, so much." she touches the screen.

"Everything okay there?"

"Everything will be fine baby, I'm going to get her the help she needs, we can talk about it tomorrow, there are a few things I could use your help with." I grin, I love it when she asks me for help.

I don't want to fucking turn my computer off, but its fucking late already and I have to get up early for a meeting in the morning. I could lie here all fucking night and watch her.

"Did you kiss my babies for me?" I ask, missing my children.

"Yes, I gave them an extra kiss from Daddy."

"Okay, I better you get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow."

"You better baby, I told you I would make it up to you, over and over and over again."

"Fuck yeah you will woman." I chuckle "Goodnight wifey, I love you."

"Goodnight husband, I love you more."

"I highly fuckin doubt that." I laugh. "I love you more." What are we fucking 15.

"Lets just agree that we love each other the same." she rolls her eyes.

"Okay."

"Turn your computer off Christian." she laughs.

"No." I grin

"Christian."

"You fucking turn yours off first."

"God, you have such a potty mouth." she laughs.

"What did you just say about my mouth?"

"I love your mouth baby, even if it's a potty mouth."

"I'm going to spank you for that."

"I look forward to it, okay seriously baby, I have to go, I love you." She moves closer to the screen and plants kisses all over the camera.

"Night baby."

The camera cuts off. Fuck I love that woman.