A/N: Thank you all so very much for your reviews. I did try to reply to most but somehow ended up deleting them all.. Grrrr why does gmail group all similar emails in one email, freaking annoying, so Anyway, I apologise if you didn't get a reply. Xx

I didn't think I would get this out but Taa Daa. I stayed up till some godly hour last night tapping away under the covers - annoying the heck out of my hubby hehe.

Chapter 32 - Regular, silk and some liners.

CPOV

"We are here Sir." Taylor informs me as we pull up in front of the house.

"Give me a minute." I mumble. Rubbing my hands over my face. "Keep me informed Taylor. Secure GEH emails only. I can't risk Ana looking at my phone."

"Yes Sir." I take a few deep breaths and exit the car.

The house smells great, like fresh baking and vanilla.

"Good afternoon Francis." I greet the new housekeeper while taking a seat at the breakfast bar.

"Mr Grey. Can I get you anything?"

"Something strong."

"Whiskey on the rocks coming up." He murmurs. "Tough day at the office?"

"Something like that. Where's Ana?"

"She went up stairs for a nap while the children are sleeping."

"Thanks." I grab my whiskey and head up the stairs. Ana is standing in front of the wall mirror in our bedroom naked.

"Did I miss the memo." I smirk as she twists and turns, looking at her body from every angle. Her hair is wet and bundled in a mess on top of her head. She has obviously just finished up in the shower.

"Hi babe, you look all ruffled and stressed, everything okay?" She asks innocently.

"Yeah just a cluster fuck at work. Nothing you need to worry about. How was your day?" I ask, placing my drink on the dresser and wrapping my arms around her. I just need her close, safe.

"Good, I got the toys sorted. I'm going to donate some to the children's ward at the hospital."

"That's nice baby, Mom will love that." I nuzzle her neck. She smells like orange blossom and vanilla - her new shower gel.

"Are you sure you are okay?" She asks looking at me through the mirror.

"Baby, I'm fine. What are you doing starkers with the door unlocked any way?"

"Do my boobs look different?" She asks running her fingers slowly over her tits. Oh fuck me! Not-so-little Grey stands to attention.

"They look perfect as usual, why do you ask?" I kiss her shoulder.

"Just something Francis said." She murmurs. I stop kissing her neck and jerk my head upright.

"What the fuck is he doing talking about your tits? I thought he was fucking gay?" I growl.

"Oh calm down, he wasn't talking about my tits, well not directly."

"Not directly? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"What about my hair, does it look different?"

"Back up, what about your tits? And your hair looks great."

"Have I put on weight?"

"Really Ana, we are going back there? You look fucking amazing. Now what the fuck is this all about? If he's making you feel uncomfortable I have no problems going down there and firing his ass!"

"He asked me when the baby was due." She whispers.

I'm speechless, for a few moments.

"He...He... What?"

"Do I look pregnant? I mean I'm sure I would notice something like that."

"I guess your hair is shiny and shit, are you using a new shampoo?"

"No."

"Well, it's not beyond the realm of impossible is it? You are kind of glowing - but you always look angelic to me. come to think of it, you are eating more than usual.."

"Maybe that's it, I'm just getting fat?"

"You are not fucking fat!"

"He bet his gayness on it."

"What - that you're pregnant?" I ask kind of amused.

"Yes." She sighs.

"Well then I guess we better get you knocked up or he'll be out of a job."

"You'd fire him for not being gay?"

"No, that's discrimination. I'd find something else."

"Whatever." Her smart mouth joins the party. "It doesn't matter any way, I'm not pregnant."

"You did a test?"

"Well no, but I'm not." She says with finality. "I can't be, Phoebes only 6 months old."

"What's that got to do with anything?"

"Well it's too soon, I can't be."

"Baby did you not pay attention in Sex Ed class?"

"Oh ssshhh you. I'm telling you I'm not pregnant."

"Then why are we standing in front of the mirror inspecting your superb tits?"

"I'm not pregnant Christian, I was just... Oh I don't know, forget I said anything." She huffs, and scrunches her cute little nose up.

"Baby would it be that bad if you were? Another one might be...nice"

"No it wouldn't be that bad, but i'm not so let's just drop it okay." She says uncertain, her eyes crinkling at the corners. She kind of does look a bit rounder in the tummy, I angle my head to get a different view.

"Don't." She growls. I put my hands in the air and back away as if I were being held at gun point. "Only one way to find out."

"I'm not fuckin pregnant." She hisses.

"Does Mommy need to go sit in the naughty corner?" I chuckle.

"Get out." She yells before stomping into the bathroom and slamming the door.

I grab my drink from the dresser and leave her too it. Fucking PMS or hormone shit.

"Definately Pregnant." Elliot chuckles when I bump into him entering the kitchen.

"You think?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Bro." He looks at me seriously, "so far today I've seen her eat chilli sauce on pancakes, polish off half the red velvet cake, dip pickled onions in apricot sauce and drink enough water to eradicate the thirst in Africa. She's got a bun in the oven."

"Nooooo, she always drinks tons of water. Besides, she's on the pill - has been since Phoebe was born." I shake my head in disbelief.

"Okay, here's my theory. The pill is what? 99 percent effective?"

"Something like that." I gulp down the last mouthful of whisky.

"So 99 percent. Probably based on the average couples statistics right? Couples normally fuck maybe once or twice a week?"

"Fuck that."

"So lets work this out, lets just go with once a week. So that one time they fuck they loose a percent right? So theoretically if you fuck more than that you loose a percent per fuck."

"Are you on drugs?" I chuckle.

"Serious Bro, you two go at it like fucking rabbits. How many times a week?"

"I'm not answering that." I screw my face up in mock disgust but gloating on the inside.

"Whatever, I'm guessing maybe twice a day?"

"Eh." I shrug with a smug look on my face. "When we wake up then during our morning shower, maybe twice at night, three times if we are not tired, that's not counting our office visits..."

Elliot's mouth is gaping. "How the fuck does she walk?" He yells unintentionally.

"Keep it to yourself Elliot."

So that's what? 4 times a day?"

"Give or take."

"We'll go with five. 5 times 7 is 35 Your down to sixty five percent already. Now you take off the strength of your... Well you know - navy men. Bro, your fucked. You're probably dodging that shit 50/50 every time you park the car.

"That's bullshit and you know it. You plucked that shit out of your ass." I scoff

"If you say so Daddy." He pats my shoulder. "Have you tracked Kate down?" His demeanour changes in a nano second. Fuck. I knew this was coming. I can't tell him just yet, it's for his own good.

"Not yet El, I have a team on it, they won't stop till they find her. I give you my word. As soon as we know where she is I will let you know."

"Christian, thanks." He chokes up, his head bowed. "How am I going to raise our daughter on my own?"

"You won't have to. I WILL find her Elliot."

"You're assuming she'll want to come back? She fucking left bro, packed her bag and fucked off."

"She's just...give her some time." Fuck I hate lying to my family. It used to be so easy, natural even - when I was in my teens and fucking around with Elena and all the other subs. Since meeting Ana, I have a conscience.

"Daddy, me wan cuddle." Teddy walks into the kitchen holding his tatty blue teddy bear that's falling apart at the seams. He's refuses to get rid of it though.

"Hey little man. Come on." I pull him up onto my lap and he curls up comfortably. "Did you have a good nap?"

He nods his head. "Feel like doing some man stuff this afternoon?"

"What man stuff be?"

"It's when us boys spend time together, no girls."

"Kay, we do man stuff, an uncle Lelly?"

"If he wants to. What do you reckon Uncle Lelly?"

"I reckon that sounds like a good idea." Elliot leans over and ruffles Teddy's hair.

"What do you want to do Teddy?" I ask.

"Me wan play san pik like Gramma's"

Elliot looks at me completely baffled. I shrug my shoulders clueless.

"You want to play some pit? Like car pit crew?" I take a stab.

"No! San pik." He grunts and pushes his bottom lip out. "Me make casel."

"Camel?" Elliot suggests.

"Sandpit, castle." Ana waltzes into the kitchen and heads for the pantry.

"Ah." Elliot nods in a moment of realisation. "Do you have a sandpit?" Elliot ask me.

"No. We don't. Feel like putting your hammer to work?"

"I think we can build you a sandpit." Elliot stands with a sense of purpose. "Where's your crayons bud? We need something epic, it's going to take some planning."

"Teddy, take Uncle Lelly up to get your crayons and paper, we can draw up some plans at the table."

Teddy jumps off my lap and bounds up to Elliot.

"Me wan big San pik." He jumps excitedly and pulls Elliot from the kitchen.

I stand to get a drink. Ana is standing at the pantry eating.

"What the fuck are you eating?" I chuckle. She has a open bag of LAYS kettle cooked sea salt and vinegar chips which she is dipping into a jar of chocolate hazelnut sandwich spread.

"What?" She shrugs. "It tastes like sea salt chocolate. Try it." She holds the packet and jar out to me.

I shake my head no. "Baby, why don't you just eat some salted caramel chocolate?"

"Because there's none left."

"Send someone to get some."

"No, it's a waste of their time. Besides I want to go to the store soon so I will get it myself."

"You are not fucking going to the store." I yell louder than I intended.

"Why? I'll take Sawyer with me." She rolls her eyes. Fuck, how are you going to get out of explaining this one Grey.

"I'll pick some up. Elliot and I are going to need to buy some building supplies. Write me a list and I'll stop at the store."

"Are you sure?" She asks before stuffing a chip in her mouth.

"Of course, no point in us both going out."

"I guess. I'll go write my list." She leaves the room with the bag of chips and jar of Nutella. Oh lord. I think Elliot may be right. A baby?... A baby...A smile creeps onto my face.

An hour later I'm buckling Teddy into his car seat. He has the sketch of the sandpit clutched tightly in his hand and a huge grin on his face.

"Hey babe, here's my list." Ana strolls up beside me and slips the list into my hand. I grab her hand and pull her to me, my other hand cups her face. I lower my lips to hers slowly, hovering above her, our lips barely touching. Parting my lips slightly I capture her top lip in mine, applying gentle pressure then pulling away slowly, our lips catching as they part.

I repeat the action with more fervour, eliciting a soft whimper. Then again, only adding a sweep of my tongue.

"Ohhhh, hurry back." She pants, her face flushed.

"I love that you still get wet for me so easily." I moan quietly into her mouth, our lips still melding - absorbing the pulsing passion and desire washing through us.

"Knock it off you two, you'll give your son issues." Elliot hollers from the front passenger seat. Sawyer is snickering from the drivers seat.

Flicking Elliot the finger I turn back to Ana and slap her ass. "Laters Baby." I wink before sliding in to sit next to Teddy.

KPOV

I open my eyes. My head is throbbing. My mouth is dry and my wrists feel raw - every time I wiggle my hands it stings.

Jose walks into the room. He closes the door behind him and walks quietly over to me.

"I'm not phoning her." I croak.

"Kate please." His eyes are pleading with me.

"What the fuck happened to you Jose? I thought you were a decent guy." I close my eyes and groan as a sharp pain shoots through my hand.

"Me and Ana, we would have been so good together. I love her Kate, I always have."

"You're fucking delusional."

"Grey, he ruined everything. I could have made her love me."

"What? You think abducting her and tearing her away from her children and the love of her life is going to make her fall in love with you?" I ask incredulously. "She'll hate you Jose. The sight of you will make her sick."

"Shut up." He cries. "She'll need me when Christian leaves her for Lulu."

"The twisted bitch? Oh really are a dumb fucker."

"Ring her." He growls, pulling my phone from his pocket.

"You know what Jose. Get fucked. If you're going to kill me, get it over with. But hell will freeze over before I lead Ana into your filthy hands."

"But yet you'll ring your husband and tell him you are leaving him?" He chuckles.

"Fuck you Jose, I was only semi conscious when your little slapper friend made me call. Even then I only did it because she told me she had my baby and would harm her if I didn't. But you know what Jose, when I came to, I remembered something. My daughter wasn't at the house with me, She was with Ana's children. You know as well as I do that wherever Christian Greys children are there's an army of armed men also. You couldn't have got her if your life depended on it."

"Maybe his guys fucked up for once."

I laugh. "What like the girl you hired to kidnap Ana? Last time I checked my name was Kate."

"They'll fuck up."

"Yeah they will. They will fuck YOU up. You realise once Grey puts 2 and 2 together you're a dead man walking. His guy, Taylor... You can almost guarantee he's now assigned to Ana. He may look all nice and professional, but he's all your nightmares rolled into one. You don't stand a shit show in hell of getting within a 10mile radius of her with him around."

"You always were a fucking lippy bitch. Not my Ana though, she's sweet and kind..."

"When's the last time you spent some decent time with her asshole? She's mouthier than a fucking dentist convention. She'd chew you up and spit you out with her morning coffee."

His face drops. "It's all that bastards fault. He's ruined her." He storms from the room leaving me alone. The unconscious girl has been removed. They must have done that while I was knocked out.

"Where the fuck are you and your henchman Grey?"

CPOV

We have purchased all the supplies needed to build Teddy's sand pit and have paid for them to deliver it all to the house for us.

Elliot is strapping Teddy into the store trolley while I scroll down Ana's extensive list.

6 cans of Dr Pepper

I bag of miniature Reese's peanut butter cups

Sea salt caramel chocolate

Pita bread

Hummus

Sweet chilli sauce

Colgate total whitening toothpaste

Loreal - Ideal Moisturiser - Even tone.

Tampons

Cherry lip smacker x 2

"What the fucks a lip smacker?" I ask Elliot as we walk through the store entrance.

"Daddy be say naughty word." Teddy points at me accusingly.

"I'm sorry dude. Elliot, do you know what a lip smacker is?"

"Fuck knows Bro, who the hell would want to purposely smack their mouth?" He rolls his eyes.

"Oh fuck me, really Ana?" I groan. "Tampons for fucks sake? I'm not buying that shit."

"Daddy you naughty, be say n it too much."

"Teddy, I think we should count Daddy's naughty words and he can have his time in the naughty corner when we get back home."

"Mmmm hmmm." Teddy nods.

"Fuck up Elliot."

"That's one Teddy, you make sure you count okay."

"Right, lets start at the chocolate. Chocolate I can do."

We walk down to the confectionary aisle.

"Daddy, why ebry one look us." Teddy points to a group of young college girls standing huddled and staring.

"Because they are looking at how handsome you are son." I chuckle as he smiles at them and waves shyly.

I turn back to the rows of candy and chocolate. I grab 5 bags of peanut butter cups and throw them in the trolley, some sour worms, gummy bear, and salted caramel chocolate... Ooo, snickers.

"Grab some butterfingers bro." Elliot says while chucking in handfuls of twizzlers, followed by M&M's, Milky Way bars and Hershey's kisses.

"Where's the fucking drinks." I growl, scanning the isles.

"Over here." Elliot motions to the next isle. I find the Dr Pepper and grab a 24 can box.

"Are you Christian Grey?" A rather masculine looking lady runs up to us, batting her eyelashes. Ughhhh.

"No." I snap.

"Yes, u be my Daddy." Teddy yells, swinging his legs.

"Who the fucks Christian Grey?, you heard of him El?"

"Nope." He says popping his P.

"Ss..sorry." She stutters, "you just look like...never mind." She turns back up the isle.

"Where's the Pepsi?" I stroll further down the isle till I find the Pepsi and grab 3 big bottles. 6 different kind of juices in the trolley later we are off to find the toothpaste.

"Here it is Bro." Elliot holds up the carton of Colgate. "Which one, squeezy tube or pump bottle?"

"Fuck, I can't remember what she normally gets, grab 5 of each."

As we reach the women's products I turn my head to the side - left then right to see if anyone's watching. I turn back and look at all the boxes.

Regular, heavy flow, tapered, silk, wings, maternity, good nights, applicator...What the fuck.

"Help me out here Elliot."

"You're on your own Bro." He laughs, picking up a box of regular with wings and inspecting it.

"Fuck!" I pull my phone from my pocket and dial Ana.

"Hey babe." She answers on the second ring.

"Hey, um... Did you get your period?" I whisper.

"No, why?"

"We'll how necessary are the... 'things'?" I stand up straight and try to look casual as a young couple walk past staring.

"Babe, I'm nearly out and I'm due so I need some."

"Which ones, there's fucking thousands." I continue to whisper as the couple leave the isle.

"I don't know just grab what is on special, it's what I normally do."

"Are you regular, heavy? Give me some fucking rope here. What the fuck are wings?"

"Oh for goodness sake Christian. Just grab regular, ohhhhhh actually grab the silk ones, and maybe some liners okay. Thank you baby, I have to go Phoebe and Ava and hungry. Love you."

I grab the first boxes I see with the words regular, silk and liner then get the fuck out of there.

"Fuck I should have asked her what a lip smacker is. I can't ring her back she's got her hands full with the girls."

"Ring Mia, she'll know." Elliot shrugs.

I phone Mia and ask her. "Lip balm" I mouth to Elliot who is still chucking random shit in the trolley.

"Ahhhhhh." He nods.

We find the cosmetic aisle and the lip smackers.

"Look at all the fucking flavours! Cookie dough? They even have Dr pepper, and skittles". Elliot laughs.

We grab every flavour they have. I can wait to kiss the cotton candy one off her. Mmm my dick twitches thinking about smearing it on her bottom lip and sucking it off.

We eventually find the moisturiser she wanted. It is on sale so I grab the 8 they have left on the shelf.

Finally we have everything on the list and more. My patience is wearing thin as the check out lady pushes everything through at snails pace.

Finally! She finishes and we can get the hell out of there.

We are loading the bags into the back of the SUV when my phone rings.

"Grey." I snap.

"Sir, we have a signal. Strategy Meeting at GEH now - we need to move. We have a team on the way already to secure the area." Welch says bluntly then hangs up.

"Fuck." Teddy is with me. "Sawyer drop me at GEH now and take my brother and son home. I throw the rest of the bags in the car not giving a shit everything is scattering everywhere. I buckle Teddy in quickly and jump in the front leaving Elliot baffled.

I speed dial Taylor as Sawyer pulls out of the car park.

"Taylor I need you and Reynolds at GEH now. Have the house team on full alert. ... Yes we have a signal...No I don't know location."

"Christian, are you talking about Kate?" He leans forward in his seat, his eyes wide. "Fucking answer me!" He yells when I remain silent.

My phones buzzes.

"Grey."

"Thhhhought you were some hotshot stalker, where the fuck are you?" Kate whispers down the line. She sounds distant and her voice is echoing.

"Kate?" I breathe, oh thank fuck she is alive. "We have a signal on your location, we are on our way Kate."

"Jose." She coughs. "Dropped my phone on the floor, hurry." She sobs.

"Kate... Baby?" Elliot cries. "Fuck, where are you, are you okay..." I switch it to speaker phone for them

"Elliot?... Immmm sorry, I .." The phone lines cuts off.

KPOV

"I love...ahhhhhh" I scream as the brunette kicks the chair and pushes me backwards still tied to it causing me to land on my arms.

She picks up my phone that had fallen out of Jose's pocket when he stormed out. I had managed to wiggle forward and turn it on with my foot. Fucking sensitive touch screens, took me dam near an hour to dial Christians cellphone with my toe.

"Who were you talking to." She screams.

"Ana...Ana." I cry. "I was trying to use voice command to dial Ana."

She breathes a loud sigh of relief and slips the phone into her pocket. "You can forget about phoning her for now. Get some sleep while you can, we are moving you when night falls." She turns and leaves me lying on the ground.

Dumb bitch. This has to be the most pathetic fucking kidnapping attempt ever. She didn't even check my call history to confirm it was Ana I was trying to call. The tears begin to fall freely as I think about hearing Elliot's voice. They are on their way Christian said... Please, please get here before they move us.

APOV

"Hey there Teddy." I drop to my knees and hold my arms out for him to run into. He charges towards me nearly knocking me back. "You are getting so big and strong." I squeeze him tightly.

"Me big like Daddy." He pulls out of my hold and pushes my cheeks together making fish lips.

"Where is Daddy and Uncle Elliot." I ask him looking at the open door. Sawyer is walking up the front path with a ton of shopping bags. How much did they buy?

"Daddy and Lelly go work." He climbs off my lap.

"Mrs Grey." Sawyer nods.

"Just put them in the kitchen Luke. I will sort them out." He nods again in acknowledgement and takes the bags to the kitchen.

Teddy sits on a chair eating a peanut buttercup while I sort through the ridiculous amount of candy they bought. Francis is chopping vegetables at the bench.

"Someone's got a sweet tooth." Francis chuckles as I roll a container full of chocolate bars and sweets into the bottom of the pantry.

I peek into the next bag. "What the hell?" I mumble there must be at least 20 lip smackers in here. I pull them all out. Cookie dough, cherry, cola, skittles, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 ...cotton candies? Good grief. 8 moisturisers, 10 tubes of toothpaste! I leave the lady products in the bag but pull out the other box. A pregnancy test? Really Christian. I see pen scribble on the side of the box.

'I want another nephew. Lelly.'

I shove it back in the bag quickly before Francis sees it.

"They forgot my chilli sauce." I cough trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Never trust a straight man to do your shopping." He chuckles. "So, you going to take it?" He grins.

"Take what?" I snap.

"The test." He laughs, pointing at the bag with his chopping knife.

"No." I scowl. "I'm not pregnant."

"Right." He shakes his head in amusement.

"Can you watch Teddy, I'm going to take this stuff up to our bedroom."

"Take your time." He wiggles his eyebrows.