I wake up slowly with my head still resting on the side of Christian's bed. The light coming in from the window is just too bright. I quickly glance at my sleeping husband to check he is okay before I lower my head back down onto the bed and close my eyes again.
"Morning baby." Christian smiles brightly as his eye's reach mine. He gives me that shy smile that makes me melt. He leans over and softly kisses my lips and I feel him smile against them as he pulls away.
"What was that for?" I ask, mischievously.
"Just for being you." He answers and I literally go weak at the knees. If I was standing right now I would now be a pile of mush on the floor. My husband can be the sweetest man on the planet sometimes.
I grin like a silly idiot back at him and he wink's playfully.
"Come here baby." He pull's me into his chest, and I feel like today could literally be the perfect day. I love every side of my fifty, but this sweet side, is definitely up there as being one of my favorites.
"Can we just stay here all day?" I muse as I feel Christian's breath on the top of my hair.
"Ana, we have children now," he states in a silly tone.
"We do?" I ask incuriously and laugh.
"Have you forgotten them? , Oh no! do I need to call the doctor?" He jumps up from below me and hovers above me as I giggle.
"No moving now Mrs Grey, I think I need to check you over. I'm worried my wife has lost her mind." He says desperately trying to act serious and not break out into a grin.
"Let me see." He puts his hand across my head and then puts his finger to his chin as if he is thinking. "Temperature seem's fine Mrs Grey." I laugh again.
"How about your breathing? Perhaps you require mouth to mouth?" He start's to lean closer to my face and I blow out really hard making him jump.
"Your being a bad patient Ana." He smirks as he rolls his eyes and backs up.
"Mr Grey I don't think I'm going to make it." I feign illness putting my head over my head much to his amusement.
His picks up my wrist and I look at him in confusion.
"I'm just checking your pulse wife." he pauses for a few seconds pretending to count. "I think it's a bit slow, let's make it fasterrrrrr." He say's as he begins to tickle me like crazy.
"Christian stop it, stop it." I scream, "I'll wake the children." As I giggle hysterically trying to catch my breath.
He stops immediately and looks a me inquisitively. "Now you remember we have children, it look's like I've managed to cure you. Phew it was touch and go there for a second." He smiles are brightly and I gaze at his beautiful face.
"I think a kiss with my husband would make me even better." I whisper and see the desire appear in his eyes.
"Well if you say it would make you better I don't know how I could refuse, I clearly can't live without you," and although he's only joking I know he means it.
He leans down and is just about to kiss me when we hear the scream's come from the baby monitor.
I can't help but laugh as he growls in frustration.
"That's your daughter Ana." Christian states with a smirk.
"I think you'll find she's our daughter Mr Grey, unless of course I was secretly seeing Ryan Gosling behind your back." I giggle and he scowls back at me but still in a playful way.
"Well if that's the case, I guess I'll just stay in bed all day and you can deal with the children." He states this triumphantly, as he flops from above me onto his back on the bed.
I roll over so I'm on top of him and I see his face light up. "I don't think there's any doubt who they belong to Christian. People only have to look at Teddy's hair or Phoebes eyes to know you're their daddy." He smiles and nod's.
"Now I will go see to my daughter and you will go make me food." He grin's as we both get out of bed. I quickly put on one of his shirts and he smirks across the room at me.
"Like what you see Mr Grey?" I flutter my eyelashes in his direction.
"Perhaps" He states coyly, before moving across the room and putting his arms around my waist from behind. He walks us forward through our bedroom door and when we get to Phoebes room he lets me go.
"This is where I say goodbye Mrs Grey." He smiles "I seem to have a crying daughter to deal with"
"But Christian when will I ever see you again.?" I pretend to cry and cling onto his arm.
"In about five minutes if your lucky" he winks, "Now, make me my food wench" He smacks me on the butt as he enter's Phoebes room.
I hesitate for a second as I smile. I absolutely adore playful Christian and I wonder how I ended up with such a wonderful husband. What I hear next only makes me smile further.
"Daddy's here now baby, you can stop crying princess" I hear my sweet husband say to Phoebe. "Let's wipe away those tears shall we." I don't know how Christian ever doubted he wouldn't make a good dad because he is literally the best father in the world. I step back towards the door so I can hear more clearly as he talks to her.
"Let's go see if mommy has finished breakfast yet." I hear him say he walks towards the door that is ajar. I turn to make a quick exit. But being typical clumsy Ana as I turn around I stub my toe on the bottom of the stair banister."
"Oh shit that hurt!" I scream, and I realize my cover is blown. "Shit Ana are you okay?" I hear him call as Christian rushes out of the bedroom and stops when he sees me bent over holding my foot. His facial expression changes from that of worry to amusement
"What do we call this Mrs. Grey?" He taps his foot on the floor as if he's waiting for my answer. Phoebe also looks at me expectantly and she's now perfectly calm.
"Ermm…." I stutter to answer as to why I'm still stood in the same place he left me.
"Were you spying on me Ana?" He grin's and I hope It doesn't make him feel embarrassed.
"Maybe a little" I say quietly putting the best puppy dog eyes on my face I can muster.
"I see." he mutter's and turns and whispers something to Phoebe that I cant quite make out. Phoebe laughs and claps her hands but of course has no idea what he is saying as she hasn't even said her first word yet.
"Phoebe agrees that it is a breach of both mine and Phoebes personal rights for you to spy on us Ana." He states keeping a completely serious and straight face. His Mr Grey CEO of Grey Enterprises face.
" I don't think Phoebe agrees to anything Christian she's a baby." I challenge him.
He rolls his eyes, "That's it Ana, we are practically starving so I will carry you down those stairs if I have too." he walks towards me and as I turn to escape and make for the stairs I forget I've just practically took my toe off.
"Wait" I turn around and hold my hand up in his face as he catches up behind me and Phoebe reaches for it.
"Yes wife." he questions in a mock serious tone.
"I'm injured, have mercy on me baby," putting on my best sad face I point to my toe and with that his face finally cracks.
"I love you Ana." he says planting a kiss on my lips. This man never ceases to make my day.
"I love you too Christian." I reply and copy him by quickly kissing him back on the lips.
Then we both notice baby Phoebe seems to be pulling some kind of strange face, it looks like she might be trying to copy our kiss with her lips.
"Does Phoebe want a kiss too?" I ask my beautiful baby girl. I'm not sure if she actually means to nod but with that both me and Christian plant a kiss on either side of her face which seems to set her off into a fit of giggles.
"I should wake Teddy, I feel like he's missing out." I say as I turn to walk towards his room.
"Ana," Christian calls grabbing my hand and turning me back around. The shy smile is back on his face.
"I'm so happy." He says and I can almost feel the emotion in his voice.
"Me too baby." I smile as I turn to go wake up Teddy.
The next time I wakeup I feel disappointment as I leave the safety of my latest dream. I wish I could return to that moment, it was perfect.
I hear the familiar beep of the heart monitor and look up from the bed.
"Morning Mrs Grey." I practically jump out my skin as I look up and see a nurse writing notes down on Christian's chart.
"I'm sorry if I scared you darling," she says again obviously noting my shock. How can I be expected not be scared of a strange voice after what I learnt yesterday.
I smile weakly and look over at my husband.
"His vitals have improved substantially over night Mrs Grey, if they stay the same, the doctor is going to take him off the ventilator in a couple of hours," she smiles again in my direction and I feel slightly overwhelmed. Finally i think and I feel myself sigh from relief. I feel guilty because in reality he's only been unconscious for a day, but I don't know how I would cope if it was any longer. I need him so much.
"Does that mean he will wake up." I ask as I grip on his warm hand.
"Once he's breathing on his own, he should wake up within a couple of hour's we hope. Of course it could be longer, but your husband is certainly holding his own and obviously wants to get better quickly," she says softly.
"Thank you, that sounds like my Christian" I smile, as I feel the happy tear's encroaching my eyes. "He hates being dependant on other people." She briefly smiles before leaving the room.
I wonder how he'll feel when he wakes up. Whether he'll be angry or upset or maybe even scared. I think back to when this happened and some of the last words he said to me. "I'm scared Ana." I feel a shiver go down my spine and I hold his hand to my cheek.
"Don't worry Christian, this will all be over soon," I whisper quietly.
I don't know what happens, but the next thing I know someone is gently shaking me on the shoulder awake.
My eyes shoot open as I turn only to feel the relief wash over me as I see his doctor standing behind me.
"Hello Mrs Grey," he smile politely, "I'm here to remove the tube from your husband's throat. It's best to remove it early, as he's strong enough and we don't want it causing more harm than good."
I nod trying to take in this information, and I still feel half asleep. It must be the stress of this last day must be catching up with me.
"I'll go get a coffee or something and come back." I mutter, I'm unsure if he was going to ask me to leave, but I feel like I'll only become a nuisance as it's pretty much certain I will start bawling in the corner of the room.
He nod's and I think he's noticed I'm not completely with it at the moment.
As I get up to leave the doctor speaks again. "We are hopeful he will wake up today Mrs Grey," he repeats what the nurse told me in a very positive upbeat tone, and I just hope he is right.
Ten minutes later I'm sat in the cafeteria drinking a coffee. I think it must be the most disgusting thing I have ever tasted but it's warm and all I have done is feel cold since I found out someone has been watching my family. I've mentally decided I will not leave Christian's side today, as I have to be there when he wakes up. I wonder what I will say to him when he opens his eyes. Should I tell him I love him, or that I've missed him so much, or that I'm so happy he's alive. I wonder how much detail he will remember about what happened and what he said, what I said, I just don't know.
I'm lost in my own thought's when I look up and see Taylor in front of me. He smiles and I gesture for him to sit down.
"I just thought I should update you on the situation Ana, we may have had a positive ID on the photo's, my teams looking into this as we speak," Taylor looks nervous as he doesn't know how I might act.
"Do you know who it is yet?" I ask desparate to know who this scumbag is.
"Not yet but someone recognized him and gave us some location's we might find him." Taylor adds. "We are hoping to identify him before tonight Mrs Grey."
"That's good then." I take another drink of the horrendous coffee. "Then we can all finally feel safe again."
"How's Mr Grey doing Ana?" He asks and I see the concern flash across his face.
"Better, I think, they are taking him off the ventilator as we speak and they think he might wake up today." I muster up a smile, and I know I should be acting more upbeat after being told my husband will wake up soon. I'm just so scared that when he finds out he will go crazy and put himself in more danger. I can't risk losing him again. Ever. But it's not like we can keep this from him, it's too big and like I said to him last night, I need him because he'll know just what to say, well once he's finished going bat shit crazy and can see things clearly that is.
"That's good, I kinda miss having him bossing me around anyway." He laughs and for the first time I feel a genuine smile grace my face. Christian can be so unreasonable at times, but he wouldn't be Christian if he wasn't.
My Christian.
"Anyway Ana, this wasn't the only reason I came to see you this evening. I have a surprise for you in the waiting area." I look at him suspiciously.
"Really?" I ask and I wonder what it could be. We both get up and Taylor leads the way. As we reach the door I feel nervous, I don't think any kind of surprise could cheer me up right now.
As we enter I feel my heart skip a beat. My babies are sat in the corner of the room playing with Grace and Gail.
I dart across the room and feel myself starting to cry. When they notice me Phoebe holds out her arms and Teddy shouts. "Mommy"
"Hello babies." I exclaim with teary eyes as Grace hands Phoebe to me and she wraps her little arms around my neck. Teddy has jumped off Gail's lap and he also is holding his hands up and I attempt to pick him up. I feel a little overwhelmed so I sit down on one of the seats to take their weight better, as my children fuss over me.
"I've missed you Mommy." Teddy states in his cutest voice. "I've missed you too baby," I say as I kiss his hair.
"I missed Daddy too," and I feel my breath catch at Teddy's statement. Luckily Gail interrupts and saves me from a breakdown.
"I've explained to Teddy that silly daddy fell over at work and is having a very big plaster put on it to make him better," she offers a sympathetic smile and I smile back grateful for her taking over the difficult situation. Teddy nods up at me as he confirms Gail's story.
"He be better soon though mommy." Teddy says happily and I nod hoping it's true. "Yes he will baby, Daddy will be better soon."
I feel so at home with my children in my arms, all I need now is Christian and everything will be alright again.
"How have they been Gail?" I ask as Grace distracts them with toys.
"Teddy's been fine, inquisitive but fine and Grace," she hesitates slightly and I nod for her to continue, she's clearly worrying about hurting my feelings.
"She's missed her parents at bed time last night shall we say." and I quickly respond.
"You mean she missed Christian," I try and force a laugh as I know how Phoebe gets when she doesn't have her Dad to put her to bed. Gail nods sadly.
After around half a hour, I decide it's time for them to go home, Phoebe is practically sleeping on my shoulder because she's so tired and I need to get back to Christian. I would hate myself if he woke up and I wasn't there for him and he was alone.
The goodbye is the worst part and while Teddy looks at me sadly, Phoebe begins to scream.
Grace and Gail tell me to go and they will calm them down, but I feel terribly guilty. I give them one last kiss and leave the room and it breaks my heart to hear Phoebe still shouting my name. I hurry up the corridor and head back to Christians room.
I enter slowly as I'm unsure if there will be anyone in there. The doctor is standing looking at his chart and I immediately notice the tube has been replaced with a less intrusive oxygen mask.
"Everything, look's good Mrs Grey, we have been monitoring him for the last fifteen minutes and his body seems to be coping fine," I nervously head to Christians side and pick up his hand.
"Thankyou, Thankyou so much, he look's so much better," I reply as i reach up to Christians head and stroke away a piece of hair that has fallen onto his forehead.
"If you have any questions don't hesitate to contact me, and if he wakes up while you're here if you could call a doctor as soon as possible Mrs Grey." He smiles as he finishes off writing something down and leaves the room. I wait till I am sure he's gone before I start talk to Christian. He looks so much better already and I lean over and plant a lingering kiss on his cheek.
"You look wonderful Christian." I say emotionally and feel so filled with love.
"You'll never guess what just happened. Taylor organized for Gail to bring the children to see me. They miss us though and Gail say's Phoebe missed you last night, not that I'm shocked."
"I'm going to bring them to see you as soon as your feeling up to it." I rub my thumb over his hand and look over at his face. I'm looking for any sign he can hear me. Anything at all. I carry on talking away to him about all sorts of rubbish. It's probably a good job he's still sleeping or I might have actually bored my poor husband to death by now.
About half a hour later I'm sat in the same position but with my head laid on his bed still talking aimlessly away when i feel my heart skips a beat. Did his hand just move or am I imagining it. I look up at him and his gorgeous eyes are still closed but I swear I felt something. I rest my head back down on the bed and a few minutes I later I feel his finger's close in weakly around my hand and this time I know I'm not dreaming.
"Christian!" I exclaim as I quickly raise my head from the bed.
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