A/N: When I came up with this story, I didn't think I would get the follows and favorites that I did for the first chapter. I am totally blown away. I hope you all continue to like this story. Thank you so much for reading.

Theo sat at the table and waited for his family to arrive. When he invited them for dinner, he knew his grandson was going to suggest this place and want to pay. He also knew his youngest grandson was going to come up with excuses but he wouldn't be able to say no. Theo laughed at the excuses he tried to use and finally gave up, something he rarely does. That young man could never say no to his grandpa. When he had told Sarah about his plan she was all for it. He told her what she had to do and he would do the rest. He looked up and saw his oldest grandson coming toward him. He smiled.

"Hi grandpa." He said giving him a hug. "How are you doing?"

"I can't complain." He said. "How's business?"

"Busy, busy, busy."

"Well that's good to hear."

A waitress came up to ask what his grandson would like to drink. "What can I get you this evening?"

"How about your number to start?" The waitress blushed as he winked. "I'll have a coke."

She left to get his drink. "What? No wine, beer?"

"Not tonight. I'm really tired and if I drink, I'll probably end up falling asleep."

The waitress brought the drink just as his son-in-law came to the table. He ordered wine and sat down.

"Carrick, you look tired."

"I am. This case I'm working on his a tough one. Elliott, no drink?"

"Nah, dad. Like you I'm tired."

"What was Grace doing this evening?"

"She has to work the late shift."

"I thought she didn't work overnight anymore."

"She doesn't but she had to cover for one of the other doctor's whose sick."

"What's Mia up to?" Elliott asked. "She called me earlier but I was busy and couldn't talk."

"She's with her friends tonight, something about dinner and shopping."

"Isn't it always shopping?" Elliott said.

"It is since her brother gave her a credit card." Carrick said. "She told me yesterday that she needed more closet space and was going to use one of the guest rooms closet. Grace told her no and to stop shopping. She doesn't even wear half the clothes in there to begin with."

They all laughed. Carrick looked at Theo "Is he coming?"

"He said he would."

"Grace has been trying to get him to come to Sunday dinner for weeks and he always says no. He says he has work or his away on business. She is so worried about him."

"He's a driven man with a lot of determination. You know that company is his baby."

"I do but there is more to life than work."

The room quieted down and Theo looked toward the door. There was his grandson, making his way toward them. He has such a presence around him. He never notice that the ladies always stared at him like he was the last man on earth. The men looked at him with jealousy. He reached their table and they all stood.

"Grandpa, dad, Elliott." He shook their hands and sat down. "Sorry I'm late."

"No worries bro, we were just talking about you anyway."

His brother glared at him and Elliott just laughed. The waitress appeared and took his order.

"Grandpa, how is grandma?"

"She's good, wondering why her grandson doesn't call her or come see her." He winced at those words. "It doesn't take but a second to pick up the phone, Christian."

"I know. I have no excuse. I'll do better."

Theo sat back and studied his grandson. He looked tired, frustrated. He knew he worked long hours into the night and got up early in the morning.

"The reason I asked you all to dinner is because your grandmother's birthday is coming up next Sunday and I want to have a small get together here if it's possible."

"Of course you can have her party here. I will make sure one of the banquet room is reserved and get everything set up. What time do you want guests to start arriving?" Christian asked.

"Around 4. I've already talked to Grace so she is going to take ask Sarah to go shopping with her and then bring her here for dinner."

"Isn't she going to wonder where we are all at?"

"Got that covered. I will tell her that we are celebrating her birthday next week. I'll use the excuse that Christian is away on business. She won't want a party if all her grandchildren are not in attendance."

"That's true." Carrick said.

"Can we bring a date?" Elliott asked.

"Who are you going to bring, your flavor of the weekend?"

"At least I have one."

"Boys, enough." Carrick said while Christian glared.

"As long as she isn't of your one night stands. Your grandmother won't be happy with that."

"She won't be. She's a friend."

"You have a friend." Christian asked.

"Funny bro. I have lots of female friends."

"You've probably slept with most of them."

"Most of them but there are a few that are just friends."

Christian rolled his eyes and started eating his dinner that was placed before him. The conversation turned to sports and by the time they were finished, Theo has set his plan in motion.

Ana pulled into the driveway, collected her things and got out. She was walking to her front door when she heard a thud. She looked toward where the sound came from. It sounded like it came from her neighbor house. She sat her things down and went to see what was going on. As she got closer to the back gate, she heard moaning. She looked and saw Mr. T laying on the ground. She gasped and rushed to him. She knelt in the grass.

"Mr. T, what happened?"

"I fell off the ladder."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Besides my pride, my wrist."

"We need to get you to the hospital. Where is Mrs. T?"

"Out with her friends."

"Let me call an ambulance."

"No, no dear. I think I can get up."

"Ok. Let's try to get you up and I will take you to the hospital."

Once she had him up, she ran to lock the doors to his house and took him to her car. He told her to take him to Seattle Grace and he would try to call Sarah. When she didn't answer, he tried Grace. He put his phone down and winced.

"You couldn't get a hold of anyone."

"I'll try again later."

They pulled up to the hospital and she walked him to the emergency room. He asked if his daughter was working and they had said no. They took him to the back and Ana went with him. She watched as she watched as they checked him out.

"It looks like you broke your wrist. We need to take an x-ray to make sure. They will come down to take you shortly."

"Thank you."

Ana got up and made sure that he was covered with a blanket they had gave him. He had his eyes closed and he was pain from the frown on his face. A nurse came in and check his vital again.

"Can you give him anything for pain?"

"I'll check with the doctor and I'll be right back."

"Mr. T is there anyone else you want me to call?"

"Can you call my grandson, Christian?" He handed her the phone. "Call his cell not the office number."

"OK. I'm going to step out and make the call. I'll be quick."

She went out to find a quiet place to call and dialed. It rang two times before it was answered.

"Grandpa?"

Oh wow what a voice. "Um no, I'm a friend of your grandfather …"

"Where is he and why do you have his phone?"

"He had an accident and he is in the emergency room. He tried calling …"

"What hospital?"

"Um Seattle Grace but he …."

"I'm on the way."

She stared at the phone and couldn't believe that he had hung up on her. He didn't let her explain anything. She went back to Mr. T's room.

"I got a hold of your grandson, Christian. He is on the way."

"Thank you dear."

She sat in the chair while they waited. Every once in a while she would rearrange his blankets.

"I'm alright you know."

"You broke your wrist so it is not alright?"

"At least that is all I broke." He chuckles.

"That is not funny Mr. T." she said. "What were you doing on that ladder anyway?"

"I was trying to clean out the gutters. I was almost finish too."

"Why didn't you wait until I came home? I would have done it for you."

"I wouldn't have let you get up there."

"You are so stubborn Mr. T. Next time wait for my help."

Christian sat in the back of his SUV and called his grandmother. It took him two tries before he got a hold of her.

"Hello."

"Grandma, where are you?" He asked in a panic tone.

"Christian what's wrong?"

"It's grandpa. He had an accident."

"What?"

"Where are you?"

"What happened? Where is he?" She was starting to panic. "How is?"

He calmed down so she would calm down. "Grandma where are you right this second."

"I'm at Francine's house, playing cards."

"Your friend that lives two streets over from mom."

"Yes."

"Stay there. I'll have one of my men pick you up and take you the hospital."

"Ok dear. Please tell them to hurry."

"I will. I'm on the way to the hospital now."

"Call when you get there, please."

"I will."

He hung up. "Taylor."

"Sawyer is on the way Sir."

He dialed his mother next. She wasn't answering her phone. He didn't want to leave a message. Taylor pulled up to the emergency doors and Christian jumped out. He didn't wait for Taylor, he just strode into the hospital and went to the desk.

"My grandpa was brought here. What room is he in?"

"What is his name?"

"Theodore Trevelyan." He said exasperated.

"He is room ten. There is already someone back there with him."

He bother listening to the nurse. He heard what room and went through the doors. He went down the hall and looked around until he found room ten. He stopped in his tracks when he heard the most angelic voice.

"What were you doing on that ladder anyway?"

"I was trying to clean out the gutters. I was almost finished too."

"Why didn't you wait until I came home? I would have don't it for you."

"I wouldn't have let you get up there."

"You are so stubborn Mr. T. Next time wait for my help."

There was a lull in their conversation and Christian entered the room.

Ana looked up the moment the door opened. In walked the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. Copper hair, tall with a body that said it was well taken care of. She swallowed hard.

"Grandpa, what happened? Are you ok?"

"Christian, I'm sorry I bothered you at work."

"It was no bother, grandpa. Really. What happened?"

"I fell off the ladder."

"A ladder. What were you doing on a ladder?"

"Cleaning the gutters."

"Couldn't you find someone else to do that?"

"Who am I going to get?" he snapped.

She watched as he grandson ran his fingers through his hair, making it even sexier.

"I'm fine. I just broke my wrist. I'm waiting for an x-ray to confirm it."

"How did you get here with a broken wrist?"

"Ana, my neighbor brought me."

She sat up straighter in the chair when he turned to look at her. When he gazed at her, they both gasped at the same time. Ana because his eyes were an unusual shade of grey and they were mesmerizing. A throat clearing snapping brought her out of her thoughts.

"Ana, this is my grandson, Christian. Christian this is my neighbor, Ana."

"Um hi."

"Hi."