A/N: I got this out quicker than I expected. I'm slowly getting the hang of this phone :). Thank you to all the new followers for joining me, welcome :)

Special Thank you to Chrisana 143 for pointing out my Sawyer muck up. It's all fixed up now.

I also had it pointed out to me that the photo shoot storyline has recently been done in another chapter. I didn't know, and so not wanting to step on anyone's toes I read through the chapter containing the photo shoot and interview in the other story. I had something a little different in mind. I will carry on with what I had planned, so I apologise in advance if you didn't want to read something that's been done.

Now onto the Chapter. Just a word in advance. No! The person I am introducing in this chapter is not here to cause trouble so you don't need to send me concerned pm's lol.

I wanted to portray that the Greys are just a normal family behind closed doors. Money doesn't buy immunity to children keeping you up at night or throwing tantrums. Even billionaires sometimes have 'just one if those days'.

Chapter 25.

Grey's gray day

CPOV

What a fucking disastrous morning. I love my wife and kids more than life itself but this morning, I don't think I've ever been more pleased to get the fuck out of the house and back to the sanctuary of my office at GEH. Here, no one interrupts me without my permission, baby vomit is non-existent, toy trucks don't get thrown at me, wives don't scream ridiculous shit about fat asses and chunky thighs and no one would dare call me a fucker! Ignoring my phone vibrating along my desk I lay my head down on the cool polished wood and close my eyes. Aahhhh peace, at long fucking last.

Rewind 5 hours to 2.30am

"Christian." Ana groans into the pillow. Phoebes cries echo through the baby monitor. "I got up last time it's your turn." She pulls the duvet off me and tucks it around her delectable naked body. Rolling over she snuggles back into the pillows and pulls the blankets over her head.

I guess I can't fucking complain. Ana did get up last time, and when she made it back to bed I kept her up even longer to ravage her sweet little body for the 3rd time since arriving home.

Mumbling a few choice words I force my self out of bed pull my boxers on then drag my feet down to Phoebes nursery. My little princess is sitting up in her cot, rubbing her tired eyes and crying.

"Hey there sweetheart, can't sleep huh? It's okay Daddy's here now. I've got you baby girl."

I reach down and pick my brown haired angel up and cradle her to my chest.

"Sshhh baby, it's okay." I rub my palm around her back in soothing circles. I walk over to the large cushioned recliner in the corner of the room and slump into the chair with Phoebe still cradled in my arms. Rocking back and forth and humming 'twinkle twinkle little star' seems to do the trick as 10 minutes later my princess is fast asleep. Her chubby cheek is squished up against my bare chest, and dribble is crawling down my stomach.

Nights like this are almost guaranteed after Phoebe travels. She always presents with an upset stomach after travelling, even after taking drops to help. Doesn't help that she is teething.

I leave her for another 10 minutes to ensure she is really asleep then tuck her back in her cot and head back to bed. Ana is fast asleep. As soon as my head hits the pillow I join her in the land of nod.

This routine carries on throughout the night. Ana takes the next shift, then me again. Up again at 5am, I give up any hope of getting anymore sleep and take my angel downstairs to watch the morning business news in the Tv room.

I must doze off as I'm woken by the piercing screams of a tantrum throwing Theodore screaming blue murder. He comes barrelling into the tv room.

"Dadddddddddyyyyyyyyyy! Help me, help me!" He screams running in circles around the coffee table.

"Christ Teddy." I mumble. "What on earth?"

"Theodore Raymond Grey, get back here right now and apologise to Mrs Taylor." Ana stomps her foot in the door way, one hand on her hip the other pointing in the direction on the kitchen."

"Nnnnnnnnnoooooooo." He screeches louder and higher pitched than his previous scream. Phoebe starts to stir against my chest.

"Someone want to tell me what the heck is going on?" I command.

"Why don't you tell me Christian!" She hisses. What the fuck? "When Teddy wanted PEAS for breakfast and Gail gave him an omelette with PEAS, he threw the omelette at her demanding chocolate sauce. Care to explain?" Oh shit!

Diversion needed.

"Teddy." I growl. "Don't you ever throw your food at Mrs Taylor, or anyone else for that matter ever again. Do you understand me! Now march your self into the kitchen and say your sorry to Mrs Taylor right now." I command.

He stomps his little foot before sweeping past Ana and running like a little hurricane through the house.

I rise to my feet with Phoebe still in my arms and head to the doorway.

"We are going to have a little chat about peas Mr Grey." Ana snaps, her hands are fisted on her hips.

"Not now Ana." I growl while handing Phoebe over so i can go in search of the little tearaway.

APOV

Taking Phoebe to the kitchen with me I go in search of coffee. I'm not much of a coffee drinker but today I think it's more of a necessity than a want. Christian charged up the stairs after Teddy and they have been up there for a good 20 minutes.

When they finally re-emerge they are both showered, and dressed. Teddy in his Superman jeans and shirt, and Christian in a fitted dark gray suit with a white shirt and his silver tie. Teddy comes in with his head bowed and stands in front Gail.

"Sowree." He pouts looking up at Gail, his little lip quivering.

"Thank you for your apology Teddy. I accept." Gail smiles down at him.

"Right I need a shower, honey can you take Phoebe please." Christian holds his arms out to receive Phoebe. As he grabs her she brings up all her milk - all down the front of his suit.

"Mother fucker!" He grunts quietly.

"Christian!" I reprimand.

"Fucka mommy FuckKKKa." Teddy sings, dancing around the breakfast bar.

"Teddy!" Christian and I growl at the same time. Stopping him in his tracks.

Shaking his head in exasperation Christian sighs then plants a soft kiss on Phoebes head. "It's okay princess."

"Mr Grey, please let me take her. I have some cooled boiled water here to give her, it will settle her tummy. You and Mrs Grey need to get ready for work."

"Thank you Gail." He nods.

CPOV

After another quick shower with Ana I walk into the closet to dress. Ana is zipping up her plum dress that I love, only it hugs her body more. She must have bought the same dress in a smaller size. Why the fuck would she do that? The one she had was fitting enough as it was.

"Baby, why would you buy the same dress in a smaller size, the one you have fits perfectly?" I ask innocently. When her face jolts up and she's shooting me the death glare I realise its the same old dress and I've just royally fucked up.

" I didn't!" She yells completely appalled at my comment. "Are you implying I've put on weight Christian? Huh?" She is working herself up into a tizzy. Fuck me. How am I going to get out of this?

"No baby, your body is perfect. Maybe it just looked a bit tighter from this angle." I try to diffuse the situation. Bad move.

"You mean the angle of my ass? Oh my god Christian really! What about my thighs are they looking chunky too?... Oh shit Christian I can't do a photo shoot in a week dressed in 'fuck all' with a fat ass and chunky thighs! You have to cancel it." She's dam near hysterical.

"God dam it woman, settle down." My thin supply of patience is running dangerously close to empty. "You have an perfect body, for someone who's had 2 babies your body is fucking amazing."

"You mean it's not as good as it was before I had our babies?" Oh fuck me.

"Don't start with the same fucking shit as Kate Ana. You dam well know you aren't fat, and I will not have the mother of my children and my wife whom I love very much talking about herself in such a negative way. I shouldn't have said what I did and I'm sorry. It was thoughtless of me. You are so beautiful Ana." God help me. I can tell already this is going to be a shitty day. Breath Christian, breathe.

"I'm sorry Christian, I think I'm just tired and PMS'ing."

"Come here." I pull her into my arms and hold her tight. "Anything I can do to help you?" I whisper into her hair.

"Mmmm how about a relaxing night in the hot tub followed my one of your orgasmic body massages."

"You've got yourself a date Mrs Grey. I have to head off early so Sawyer and Prescott will be taking you into the office okay baby. I'll see you at lunch time for the housekeeper interviews. I love you." I kiss her full pouty lips before heading downstairs.

Taylor is waiting by the front door for me. As I reach the bottom step a flying toy truck hits my shoulder."

"Sowree Daddy." Teddy giggles.

"Don't throw your toys son or I will take them off you okay. Daddy has to go to work now but I will see you for lunch champ."

"K, bye bye Fucka." I turn frustratedly towards Teddy but he's no longer there. Taylor is sniggering by the door, he opens his mouth to say something.

"Don't Taylor. Not a word. Not a single fucking syllable." I storm out of the house leaving Taylor to shut the door while I climb into the back of the SUV.

"Sir." A stern voice stirs my unconscious. "Sir." The voice becomes louder.

"What?" I mumble into my desk. My desk? What the fuck! I have never and I mean never fallen asleep at work. Bolting upright I see Taylor standing in front of my desk, his legs apart and his hands behind his back.

"Sir, it is 10am. Andrea rescheduled all of your morning appointments when it became obvious you were not going to wake. However, I'm afraid your 10.30..."

"Yes I know, the heads of departments from Taiwan. They flew in this morning. Fuck! Thank you Taylor."

He nods and exits silently. Fuck, I have so much fucking shit to sort before they arrive. I grab my phone to call Ros. 15 missed calls from Ana and 3 from Elliot. Fuck me.

Concerned I speed dial Ana. It goes straight to answer phone so I call Sawyer.

"Sir." He answers straight away.

"Sawyer is my wife okay? I have 15 missed calls from her. What's going on?" I panic. She wouldn't call me that many times if it wasn't important or urgent.

"She is fine Sir. I can see her on the CCTV. She's sitting at her desk, feet up, shoes off and laughing on the phone."

I let out a loud sigh of relief. "Okay, thank you Sawyer." I end the call and immediately my phone starts vibrating.

"Grey." I answer with my usual clipped greeting.

"Hey bro, what's the pin for your pay per view on your satellite decoder?"

"What the fuck do you need that for? Are you in my fucking house Elliot?" I grumble while trying to open my mac one handed.

"The Mrs kicked me out for the day, just passing time bro. What's the pin?"

"Get the fuck out of my house Elliot, go pass time at work, or go keep Mia's ass company at Mom and Dads. Who the fuck let you in?"

"Come on Bro, it's only for a few hours, days maybe. Besides when I couldn't get hold of you I phoned Ana and she okay'd it."

"Days?...I don't have time for this shit right now Elliot. Stay the fuck out of our bedroom, keep your hands off the liquor and don't teach my kids anything I wouldn't. I'll deal with your ass at lunch time." I hang up.

Immediately my phone starts vibrating again.

"Grey." I answer hands free this time so I can get my Taiwan shit sorted.

"The pin bro?"

"You are not watching porn on my fucking tv, sitting in my fucking sofa, in my fucking home with my KIDS in the house." I hang up.

My phone vibrates instantly.

"I said NO FUCKING PORN." I boom.

"Christian?" My mother squeaks.

Fuck! "Hi Mom." I gulp.

"Everything okay son?"

"Fine, just busy. Look can I call you back around lunchtime?"

"Okay. Please do. Oh and Christian. Go easy on Ana, woman are curious creatures. A little consensual adult movie watching wont do any harm, it can be quite beneficial. Speak to you soon darling." She hangs up.

What the fuck Mom?

Oh this day is just getting better and better.

APOV.

I am heading home for the housekeeper interviews when Christian phones.

"Hi sexy." I answer in a playful mood.

"Hi Baby. Look don't be too pissed but I'm not going to be able to make the interviews. I'm sorry, I just have so much shit happening here."

"Okay babe, if you trust me and Gail to choose I don't mind."

"Are you sure? Of course I trust you baby."

"Well okay then that's settled. I'm taking the rest of the day off. Claire and my new assistant Jessica are doing a fabulous job running a tight ship without me. Oh and don't forget Jose will be here for dinner."

"Fuck, i forgot about that. That's great news about your assistant baby. I will see you around 6. Love you."

"Ditto." I hang up just as we are pulling into our driveway.

Thank god the last candidate turned out to be amazing. The first one spent her 45 minutes asking about Christian. How she managed to get through her pre-interview baffles me. When she wasn't talking about Christian she was gazing dreamily at Elliot who was stuffing his face with potato chips while playing some fighting game on the Xbox.

The next candidate wasn't much better but at least she had the decency to actually acknowledge the children. I had all but given up hope of finding someone worth hiring - until Francis.

Wow, just...wow! Absolutely amazing with the children, it was like watching super nanny join forces with the baby whisperer. Polite, heaps of experience, and bakes a red velvet cake to die for - i know, we had it after lunch. Brownie points were added for bringing cake, but most impressive was not mentioning Christian once! I think we have found our new housekeeper.

CPOV

What a fucking day. It was one fucking thing after another. I am exhausted, mentally drained and in need of a good fuck. But no! Now I have to go have dinner with fucking Jose 'I'm still in love with Ana' Rodriguez. Yea it was my fucking idea. I'm positive we will find something going through his financials. I'm not happy about him being around Ana, but it has to be done. Then Taylor informs me that my brother is apparently still hanging about. On top of that, when I called my mother back at lunch to see what she wanted - which was nothing, just to see how im doing- she kept dropping not so subtle hints about needing to keep Ana satisfied. Un-fucking-believable. My mother trying to give ME sex advice. I'm fucking blaming Elliot's porn shit for that one.

I walk through the door to a unusually quiet house. No crying children, no pots clattering in the kitchen, no music or tv playing and no wife greeting me at the door.

I loosen my tie and stroll to the kitchen in search of everyone. No one in here, but whatever Gail is cooking smells amazing. I grab a beer from the refrigerator and walk back into main room only to walk into a young man i've never seen before. I eye him up and down, he must be about 25ish. He's good looking, blonde, brown eyed, medium build. I could take the fucker out with my eyes closed.

"You must be Mr Grey." He smiles and holds out his hand for me to shake. I don't take it.

"Who the fuck are you and what the fuck are you doing in my house?" I snarl.

APOV. 2 hours earlier

Gail and I have just finished the interview with Francis. We both agree we have ourselves a keeper.

Prescott enters the main room as we are standing to see Francis out.

"Mrs Grey Ma'am, Dr Grey is here."

"Oh, okay. Please see her through. Thank you." Wonder why she is here?

Grace comes swooping in on a mission.

"Ana darling." She gives me a quick hug. "Gail." She smiles. "And you are?"

"Sorry. Grace this is Francis, Francis this is Dr Trevelyn, my mother-in-law."

"Please, call me Grace."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Grace, I'm just here interviewing for the housekeeper position." Francis smiles politely.

"Oh, Goodluck." Grace winks. "Look I won't keep you, Ana I'm here to take my darling grandchildren off your hands."

"Oh." I squeak, this wasn't planned. My face must give my curiosity away as Grace immediately explains herself.

"I have invited a new colleague over for dinner, she has children the same age as Teddy and Phoebe so I thought if I had the grandchildren there she would relax with her own children a little more. Don't worry, Ava will be there also. Besides, I think a night alone with my son is just what you need." She winks, it's blatantly obvious what she's implying.

I feel the red flush creeping over my face.

"You...you've spoken to Christian then?" I stutter in embarrassment. What the fuck did he tell her?

"Oh yes darling I spoke to him at lunch. Before I made dinner plans of course but He'll be fine, don't you worry about a thing." She waves her hand around in the air.

"I guess it should be fine then. Are you sure you want them to sleep over?"

"Of course, the little darlings will no doubt be tired after playing and dinner. It would be my pleasure to have them stay."

Little darlings, ha! Wonder if she'll still think that if Teddy pulls out the F bomb on her guests.

Gail offers to go up and pack a bag for them.

"Thank you Gail. Listen, with the children gone tonight you may as well take the night off also. I'm sure I can whip something up for dinner on my own."

"It's no problem Mrs Grey."

"No, no. I insist. Go relax for the night."

"We'll only if your sure. I'll get the children ready first." She heads up stairs leaving us to it.

"I'd be happy to stay and cook dinner Mrs Grey, only if your in agreement of course. It would give me an opportunity to present you with my culinary skills." Francis suggests.

Heck, after eating that cake how can I refuse.

"Ah, I guess that would be okay. Are you sure you don't mind?"

"Not at all. Besides, seen as how the job requires me to cook the meals, if you don't like my cooking it'll make your decision a bit easier wont it?" Francis smiles.

"True, okay well Gail keeps the pantry and refrigerator very well stocked so you shouldn't have any problem finding something to throw together. My husband and brother-in-law are big eaters so make plenty."

"Great. I'll go have a look around the kitchen if you don't mind and get familiar with what I can work with."

"Please do. I'll just let you know that there are cameras everywhere, our security are always watching. So if you don't want to be tackled to the floor, might pay not to hold up any sharp objects if I enter the room." I joke.

"Gotcha." Francis winks before padding off in the direction of the kitchen.

Grace takes my hand and pulls me down to the sofa.

"Francis seems lovely." She beams.

"Ah, but what will Christian think." I giggle. "Let's hope that dinner is amazing, it may swing the vote in our favour.

"He will be fine darling. So, I take it Elliot is here?" She looks puzzled.

Crap. It's not my place to tell Grace that Kate kicked him out needing some space to sort her head out."

"Ahhh...yes. I think he and Christian had plans to work out tonight or something." I lie.

"Oh." She looks ...disappointed?
"Well don't let Christian leave you alone for too long. You need your couple time."

Gail enters the room with the children. Teddy standing beside her with his superman backpack slung over his shoulders and Phoebe nestled in her arms.

"Ah, there's my precious angels." Grace stands to give Teddy a hug then takes Phoebe from Gail.

I give them both a sloppy kiss.

"Be good for grandma Grace."

I make sure that they have everything then see them out to the car. I ask Reynolds to accompany them, it'll keep Christian happier if he knows that they have one of our security detail with them. Grace and Mia have close protection at the house, but still. Fifty will be fifty and I know if he were here he would demand it.

I return to the house. Now what? No children here and I sent Gail home for the night. I didn't bring any work home with me. I guess I'll have to annoy Elliot. Come to think of it, it's a perfect opportunity to talk to him privately about Kate.

I quickly change into my gym clothes then grab bears leash from the utility room. I pop my head into the security suite.

"Sawyer I'm going to take Bear for a run, I have Francis, a housekeeper candidate cooking dinner, could you keep a close eye on the monitors please."

"Ah, Mrs Grey you know I can't let you go running on your own."

"Oh, I'm not. I'll have Elliot with me."

"Prescott can accompany you also."

"If you insist." I sigh.

"I do," he replies sternly.

"Fine."

I run across to the tv room where Elliot is napping on the sofa. "Wake up sleepy head." I shake his shoulder. He opens an eye but doesn't attempt to get up.

"Come on Elliot, your coming for a run with me, I think it's about time we had a chat about your wife." I drop the dog leash on him. "You're in charge of the dog." I grin as he pulls himself up.

We return from our run. We were gone for longer than I thought but we had a much needed talk and I think Elliot understands Kate's behaviour a whole lot more now. In fact I know he does. God help the vile woman who sent those letters when he finds her.

We run up the drive. Jose's car is not here yet but the SUV is parked out front. I open the door and walk into the main room in search of my husband while Elliot puts bear out back. Christian is standing in the archway between the kitchen and the living area. Francis is standing in front of him. Christian is looking him up and down his expression livid.

"Who the fuck are you, and what the fuck are you doing in my house?" he snarls.

Oh shit!