Ana

When I wake up the next morning I have the biggest smile on my face. I am engaged and in just a couple of days I am going to be Mrs. Anastasia Grey. Dreams really do come true. I turn to look at Christian and realise that he is already awake and watching me.

"Good morning, beautiful. I have called Gail, breakfast will be here in 30 minutes."

"So you are still the master of the universe, even in hospital?" I giggle.

"Sure..." he stops when a nurse comes in and checks on both of us.

"Oh, Miss Steele, Dr. Greene called, she can be here in about 45 minutes." she says and leaves.

"Who is Dr. Greene?" Christian asks as soon as the nurse is out of the room.

"She is my ob/gyn. With all the mess going on I couldn't take the pill since saturday, so yesterday when Grace took me to get the tests done I called her and asked her if she could stop by. I ... do you want kids?"

The moment these words are out of my mouth Christian pales. "Ana... I ... I'm not ready to have kids now... I mean one day yes, but not for a while."

"Good, because I was thinking about getting an implant."

"A what?"

"An implant, it's basically like a tiny piece of plastic that is placed under the skin on the upper arm. The thing is, if I get it I can't get pregnant for the next three years. I know this seems like a long time, but I am not ready for kids now. I mean with my panic attacks and everything that happened in the last couple of days a baby would just not be a good idea. And I want us to have time together, getting married doesn't mean that our relationship will magically become perfect and..."

"Baby, I am with you on this. I'm not ready to share you yet and three years from now we are still young, so if this is what you want, then okay."

"Good, oh and I need you to hold my hand, I hate needles." I confess and he smiles.

"As long as you don't break each bone in my hand you can squeeze away, baby."

An hour later the implant is in place and Christian is still complaining that his hand hurts, but I know he is just teasing me.

"Since visiting hour is starting soon, I guess I should tell you that I intend on asking Ray for his blessing." says Christian and I actually feel a little anxious about it. I have no idea how my dad is going to react, but it's not like I am about to run off with a stranger, so maybe he is going to be happy for us.

"Are you okay, baby?"

"Yes, it's just ... promise no matter what our parents are going to say we will get married as soon as we are out of here."

Christian takes both of my hands in his and smiles. "Baby, there is nothing in this world that could stop me from marrying you, don't worry."

I nod and about 30 seconds later both my and his parents enter the room. Somehow, I have a feeling that this is not going to go down well with our parents, maybe we shouldn't tell them, at least until after we are married, but Christian isn't wasting any time.

"If it is okay with the rest of you I would like to talk with Ray alone for a second" he asks and so I follow his parents and my mother out of the room.

"Do you know what is going on, sweetheart?" my mother asks.

"Yes, but maybe we should just wait until ..." I can't even finish my sentence when my dad opens the door.

"Anastasia, get your ass in here, now!" he hisses at me and I know he is not happy. So, I hurry into the room and sit down on the edge of Christian's bed.

"So, why don't you two tell Christian's parents and Carla what you are about to do?" my dad says and slowly but surely I am getting pissed.

"Christian asked me to marry him and I've said yes, we are going to get married as soon as we are released from the hospital."

For a moment there is an utter silence in the room, but Grace breaks it first. "I ... when exactly did you two start to date? I mean, we had no idea that you two are more than friends until this whole disaster happened, don't you think you should wait at least for a little while?"

"Mom, I have known Ana for all my life, I don't need to wait, I want to marry her and I will, as soon as we can leave here, we are going to the courthouse."

"Christian, you need to think this through, at least give me enough time to draft a prenup for you" Carrick says and Christian glares at his father.

"We don't need a prenup!"

"Christian, don't be ridiculous, you are a very wealthy man and if you want to marry, well that is your decision, but you have to protect your company. If this marriage is not going to work out Ana could claim half of everything you own including GEH."

I know that Carrick is just trying to protect it son, but that hurt, it sounds like I'm a gold digger.

"Wait a second Carrick, are you implying that my little girl is a gold digger?" oh shit, now my dad is mad, this is not good.

"No, you know that love Ana just as much as my own kids Ray, but those two aren't thinking clearly, I mean did you know that they were dating and for how long are you in a relationship anyway?" Carrick asks looking at us.

"Well, we had our first date at that cabin and..." I murmur and Carrick throws his hands in the air exasperated.

"You two need to think this through, a marriage is not a joke. You might think you know each other well, but you don't. You were always friends, but living together as a couple is completely different. Why don't you start by moving in together and take it from there."

"Dad, I know all there is to know about Ana."

"No, you don't, both of you. Christ, you two just went through very traumatic events and you are not thinking straight, getting married now is a mistake. I am not against the two of you being together, it's just the opposite, but I don't want you to ruining what you have together by rushing into a marriage, take things slow and..."

"No, do you hear me dad, the answer is no! Ana and I are getting married, end of discussion."

And with that my dad, Christian and Carrick start a shouting match. Shit, this is not good, Christian needs rest.

"Enough!" my mom's voice is so loud that everyone stops and looks at her.

"Now, I had enough with the yelling, good grieve, our children just told us they want to get married, can't we just be happy for them? Maybe they should wait, but it is their decision, not ours. My god, three days ago we nearly lost Ana and thought Christian is dead and now that they are both here with us all you do is fight about a prenup? I know my daughter, if she would want to end her marriage and I am convinced that is never going to happen, but if she would just leave and not care about money or companies at all. So, can we just support our children, is that possible?"

Wow, I have never seen my mom like this, but I guess the last couple of days have been a nightmare for her, too.

"Carla, if they want to marry fine, but they need a prenup and..." Carrick tries it again and my mom actually smirks at him.

"Really, Carrick please would you like to tell everyone in this room what you told your father when he wanted you and Grace to sign a prenup?"

Carrick glares at my mom. "I said no, but..."

"And how long did you know Grace before the two of you got married?"

I frown and look at Christian, but he shrugs indicating that he has no idea, but he seems as fascinated with the exchange between my mother and his dad as I am and from the corner of my eye I see that Grace is biting her lip to stop herself from laughing.

"Fine, we knew each other seven weeks. Are you happy now, Carla Mae?" Carrick grumbles.

"Oh, I don't know Carrick Arthur, are you going to support your son and my daughter in their decision to get married? Because obviously there are marriages which work just fine, even without prenups and extended periods of time spend with dating."

"Ray, help me out here" Carrick begs and my mom gives my dad that look, the one she is always giving him when she wants him to agree with her opinion, the few times he didn't my siblings and I would find him sleeping on the sofa in the morning.

"Look Carrick, I'm not sure the kids have thought this through, but they are adults and in the end, as long as they love each other they have my blessing."

And with that my mom has put an end to the discussion. An hour later everyone except for her has to leave and she sits down on the chair in the corner.

"So, Ana, have you thought about a dress, I can buy one for you if you don't have the time to get one" my mom offers. Christ, I didn't even think about a dress, and we need rings, too.

"That would be great mom, but please something simple, I don't want to marry looking like a Disney princess, just a normal dress, white, maybe knee-length."

"Sure, maybe I'll stop by later with my I-pad and you can show me some dresses you like, I can take Anya with me so she can try the dress, you have the same size, right?"

"Yes" my mom nods and then shakes her head. "No, I'll better ask my friend Heather if her daughter has time, Anya has those enormous breasts and you have none at all" she murmurs and I gasp.

"Mom! I have boobs." I squeak and Christian starts to cough in a very transparent effort to hide his laughter.

"Oh darling, don't be ridiculous, you don't even need a bra, but it's not a bad thing sweetheart, I was just as flat when I was your age and after each of my pregnancy I ended up a cup size bigger, one day you'll have nice breasts, too. Well, I'll be back this afternoon." She kisses first my and then Christian's cheek and leaves the room.

"I have boobs" I pout and that is all it takes to make Christian laugh out loud.

"Careful, Mr. Grey I don't like it when someone is laughing me, if you want to get laid before our fifth wedding anniversary takes place you better quit the laughing now" I snap and he stops, but maybe my mom is right, maybe my boobs are too small.

"Do you think I need a boob job, Christian?" I ask and he pulls me closer.

"Baby, I can give you a boob job by fucking your perfect tits, but don't you dare and change a thing about your body, because I happen to love your boobs just the way they are."

"Really?" Shit, my mom has a way to make you insecure, it's unreal.

"Yes, you want to know why?" he asks and kisses my neck, so I nod and his hands slip under my shirts where he cups my breasts in his hands.

"See, how perfect they fit my hands, there is not a thing I would change about them" he whispers into my ear and rolls my nipples between his thumbs and index finger.

"Christian, stop, not here." I murmur, but my protest doesn't even sound convincing to my own ears.

"So responsive, Miss Steele. I bet I can make you come like this"

"But what if someone comes in?"

"Our parents were already here, our siblings are at work or in school and Taylor is outside making sure that no one comes in who isn't supposed to, don't think baby, just enjoy." he whispers in ear again and that alone does things to me.

It's not like we are naked or anything... I decide, I don't care if someone comes in and just enjoy what he is doing to me until I reach my climax.

When I turn my head a little to look at him he looks rather proud of himself.

"What?" I ask.

"Well, like a said you are very responsive, I have never met a girl before that could orgasm just by me stimulating her nipples."

"You know, I am not sure I like the fact that you've tried this with someone else before, but at least you are not a man whore like Elliot" I mutter just when the door opens.

"Did someone say my name... whoa did you guys fuck in here? Ana looks flushed" Elliot says as he strolls into the room and I blush crimson.

"Fuck off, Elliot. Shouldn't you be at work?"
"I stopped by nana's house. You know, grandpa is driving her insane ever since he broke his ankle and is not allowed to move around much. So, I got him some books with crossword puzzles to keep him occupied for a while. Anyway, while I was there, mom called to tell nana and grandpa that you two have decided to get married. Congratulations by the way, you two sure like to go fast, but I'm happy for both of you. Wait were was I... right, nana asked me to give you this. She wanted me to tell you, that it is yours now." Elliot retrieves a tiny velvet pouch from his pocket and hands it to Christian.

I watch Christian open it and if I am not mistaken there are actually tears in his eyes.

"But... I don't understand... I always thought she would want to give it to Mia or you?"

Elliot snorts. "Bro, you should have seen nana, she was crying like a baby she was so happy. Never noticed that you are her favorite?"

Christian shakes his head and whatever is inside of this pouch has him really emotional.

"Well, I have to go, laters" and with that Elliot is out of the room.

"What is it Christian?"

"My nana's mom, she died after a terrible accident and on her deathbed she gave my nana her engagement ring. You might have seen it, she has worn it every day on a necklace. I can't remember ever seeing her without it. She always said... she said she was keeping it for someone special." He swallows hard and retrieves the most beautiful vintage engagement ring.

"Will you wear it, baby? It would mean a lot to me."

"Yes, it's beautiful, I love it."

7 days later

"For the love of god, Anastasia, will you sit still just for ten more minutes, so we can finish your make up" my mom scolds me.

"But I just wanted to take my phone, mom. Maybe Christian has sent me a text."

We are at a suite in the Fairmont Olympic. My mom insisted that I would get at least my hair and make up nicely done. Christian and I were released this morning and he is getting ready at Escala with Elliot, Cooper, our dads and grandpas, while I am here with our mothers, sisters and grandmothers. I wanted to have Kate here, but she hasn't returned any of my calls and from what I have heard on the news Ethan's funeral was yesterday, so I am sure she is not up for a wedding.

I feel terrible for her, more so because she is not only avoiding me, but Mia too. Kate doesn't really have any other friends, and I hate to know that she has to go through this alone. So, I will give her one more week and after that I will stop by at her place to see if she is going to talk to me.

I take a deep breath and push the thought aside. Today is my wedding day, oh my god, it is still sinking in that I am really going to marry Christian today. Everything happened so fast since I am back from Europe that I have a heart time to take everything in, still I can't help the ridiculously big grin on my face when I think about the fact that in less than two hours I am going to be Anastasia Grey, wife of Christian Grey.

"You are grinning like a loon, Christian must be one hell of a lay" Anya teases and I gape at her. Well, after all one of us had to inherit our mother's brain to mouth filter malfunction. Luckily for me, it isn't me.

"Anya Theresa Steele! Your sister is a virgin, do not make her nervous." my mom lectures Anya and now I have to roll my eyes.

"Not a virgin anymore, mom"

"Oh for pity sake, you girls just can't wait. I've waited until I was married."

Please, tell me she did not just say that. "Really mom, Cooper never looked like he was born premature in his baby pictures, I mean you married daddy in november and Cooper was born the year after in april. You must have been scared out of your mind when you had to give birth at barely six month pregnant." I can't help the smirk on my face and my mom actually blushes.

"Anastasia Rose, we will not discuss any further."

"You were nearly four months pregnant, Carla. Now, don't lie to your girls about it. I remember walking in on you and Ray months before your wedding. You two couldn't take your hands off each other, it was embarrassing" my grammy says and I can't help but giggle. My mom tries to be so moral all the time, but she is just such a bad liar she gets caught every time.

Once I am dressed I look at myself and smile at my reflection in the mirror. I love the dress my mom has picked out for me. Usually, we don't agree when it comes to clothes, but this dress is amazing. It is pure white, with cap sleeves and a flowy skirt that covers my knees. Simple, yet beautiful. It was my mom's second choice, the other one was not my style at all, I would have looked like a cupcake wearing it.

There is a knock at the door and Grace opens. I turn around and see Taylor coming in.

"Miss Steele, we need to leave now, Mr. Grey is already on his way to the courthouse." he says smiling brightly. Christian and the other men are driving themselves to the courthouse, while Taylor and Sawyer are going to drive me and the other women.

"No one knows, right Taylor?"

"No, Ana. So far no one even knows that Mr. Grey and you are dating, so no one knows."

"Good, I don't want my wedding day to end in a media circus."

"Don't worry, Ana. It is not going to happen. Oh, and Gail asked me to give you this. She said you can use it as your something borrowed and something blue." he says, reaches into his pants pocket and produce a beautiful white gold bracelet with sapphires.

"Oh my god, I totally forgot this tradition." I murmur and Taylor helps me to put the bracelet on. Now, I have something old, my engagement ring, something new, my dress and the bracelet is both blue and borrowed.

"Okay, I guess I am ready." I put the white coat on that matches my dress perfectly and we leave the suite. After the wedding we will have a small get together at Escala, nothing big, just the family. Christian and I still need more rest than normally, so I am sure we will go to bed early... or at least I hope so.

Arriving at the courthouse we meet the men in the lobby and Christian and I have to get our wedding license, before the wedding can take place. We picked our wedding bands online and they arrived two days ago. Christian's is a simple white gold band, while mine has five diamonds. Christian wanted me to pick one that had a huge diamond, but I like it more simple and I don't want my wedding band to outshine my engagement ring, because I know how special that ring is.

"You still have time to run, Ana" Elliot winks at me earning himself a death glare from Christian.

"No way, I'm not leaving this place until I am not officially off the market" I grin and 15 minutes later we are in the courtroom, which is good, because people started to recognize Christian and our outfits make it very obvious what we are about to do. Hmm, Christian in a three-piece suit... he looks edible, and he all mine... I am one lucky, lucky lady!

And then the judge starts with the ceremony.

"My friends, we are gathered here today to celebrate one of life's greatest moments, to give recognition to the worth and beauty of committed marital love, and to add our best wishes to the words which shall unite Christian and Anastasia in marriage.

The commitment that the two of you are about to make is the most important commitment that two people can make, you are about to create something new, the marriage relationship, an entity that never ends. As you stand here today, are you now prepared to begin this commitment to one another?"

We both answer with "I am" and the judge continues.

"Have you come here freely and without reservation to give yourselves to each other in marriage?"

This time we both answer with "I have" and I can't help but watch Christian. He is so freaking handsome, and in a couple of minutes he will be all mine, for the rest of our life!

"Christian and Anastasia, I would ask that you both remember to treat yourself and each other with dignity and respect; to remind yourself often of what brought you together today. Give the highest priority to the tenderness, gentleness and kindness that your marriage deserves. When frustration and difficulty assail your marriage - as these do to every relationship at one time or another - focus on what still seems right between you, not only the part that seems wrong. This way, when clouds of trouble hide the sun in your lives and you lose sight of it for a moment, you can remember that the sun is still there. And if each of you will take responsibility for the quality of your life together, it will be marked by abundance and delight.

"Christian Trevelyan Grey will you have this woman to be your wedded wife?"

"I will"

"Will you love and comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto her as long as you both shall live?"

"I will"

"Anastasia Rose Steele will you have this man to be your wedded husband?"

"I will"

"Will you love and comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto him as long as you both shall live?"

"I will"

"Since it is your intention to enter into marriage, join your right hands, and declare your consent before these witnesses by repeating after me: I, Christian take you Anastasia to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live."

I listen to Christian repeat what the judge just said and he then places the wedding band on my finger. I feel tears burning in my eyes, happy tears. I can't even describe all the feelings I have in this moment, but more than anything I am blissfully happy.

"Anastasia take this ring as a sign of my commitment and fidelity to you." Christian says and I know now it is my turn, oh man I hope I can even speak and not just cry like a baby.

"I, Anastasia take you Christian to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live."

I take Christian's wedding band and repeat what the judge is saying as I put in on Christian's finger.

"Christian take this ring as a sign of my commitment and fidelity to you."

Good grief, he made it look so easy to place the ring on my finger, while I have to fight to get it on his finger. When I look at him he is smirking. Yeah yeah, I know I am clumsy and uncoordinated get used to it, I think to myself pouting.

"Christian and Anastasia, in so much as the two of you have agreed to live together in Matrimony, have promised your commitment to each other by these vows, the joining of your hands and the giving of these rings, by the authority vested in me by the State of Washington, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. Congratulations, you may kiss your bride."

Christian pulls me close and as just before his lips touch my he whispers.

"Mine" with that he seals my lips with his in what I am sure is a kiss that is not appropriate for a courthouse, but I couldn't care less. This is my husband!

And when we finally break the kiss we hear the words of the judge. "May I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Christian Grey"

In this moment I couldn't be happier, a dream I have dreamt since I was a little girl finally came true, I am Christian's wife and no matter what the future holds for us, we will face it together...

Since I've never attended an american wedding I took the ceremony part from a courthouse script I've found online... next chapter will be up early next week or even this weekend...