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I'm lying lightly on the good side of Christian's chest as he rambles on excitedly about what we could call the baby. I listen intently but don't say much. I'm just pleased he's happy. I wonder if he will want to tell anyone, but I'm cautious as I cant be far along and I think we should probably wait until I have seen Doctor Greene. Christian tells me to book an appointment for tomorrow, but I tell him we can worry about this in the next few weeks, as I really want him to be able to come with me.
We switch on the TV for the first time since we have been here and I flick aimlessly through the channels. Unfortunately I have a never ending commentary from Christian along the lines of, "No. Next. Shit. Next. Idiotic. Girly. No," until I end up switching it off and giving up. My stubborn husband is never satisfied.
"I wonder when they will let me have my laptop back. I need to see how the business is doing," Christian muses playing with my hair.
"Hopefully never if I have anything to do with it," I grin up at him, and he playfully scowls. "Anyway you really mean you want to see how much money you have inevitably made?" I smirk.
"No I just want to see if my business has survived my absence," he states trying to hold back a slight smile but with a glint in his eye. I'm so happy that glint is back. My husbands eyes are beginning to sparkle again.
"I'm sure Ros and the guys can hold the fort without you overshadowing their every move for a few days Christian," I answer him raising an eyebrow.
"I doubt that," he winks and I giggle.
"You sure like to blow your own trumpet Mr Grey, don't you," I laugh and he nods jokingly.
"I cant help it if I'm the best Ana, " he grins and I nod. "Yes Christian, Yes you are," to me he will always be the best in my eyes no matter what. I love relaxed fifty.
I yawn and I'm suddenly so tired.
I look back up at Christian. "I'm going to fall asleep in your arms now, if that's okay," I say smiling.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," he smiles back and I close my eyes.
I wake up suddenly glancing at the clock at I hear the door swing open quickly. It's 11pm and I see Grace come rushing towards us.
"Ana, Christian," she says worriedly and I can tell she's been crying. I feel a sense of dread and sit up gently shaking Christian who seems to be dead to the world.
"Ana? What's wrong," he says blinking awake and being confronted by the sight of his distressed mother.
"Mom, what is it?," he says panicking.
"It's Elliot and Kate, someone attacked them," she says rapidly.
"Oh my god, are they okay?" I ask but Christian's voice overpowers mine, with a desperate "are they alright?" I can feel my heart pounding in my ears and I'm sure I can feel Christians through my back.
"Yes they are okay. Thank lord," she says and I release the breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Where are they?" Christian asks and I can feel his fingers gripping onto my forearm.
"Here. Elliot's just getting some treatment, he's a little black and blue," Grace says and I can see her lip quivering.
"Is Kate okay?" I jump in, and Grace nods. "Yes just a little upset, she's with Elliot downstairs," she answers and I will go see them to make sure there alright for myself when Grace has finished talking.
"What the hell happened Mom?" Christian asks darkly and I know inside he will be fuming that someone has hurt his big brother, especially after they were so happy earlier today.
"They went to that nice new restaurant on the outskirts of town, the one that just opened," Grace explains and we nod. "Then when they were walking back to their car, someone attacked them."
"What the fuck, do they have the CCTV." Christian snaps and Grace looks at him but doesn't say anything for once, I think she's too upset to tell him to mind his language.
"Unfortunately as it had just opened, the owners hadn't finished fully installing it, and I don't think the area of the attack was covered by camera's," she says and I hear Christian take a ragged breath.
"That is bullshit mom, I'll close them down before they even get off the ground! Are there cameras in the area?" he asks letting his security obsessed side come out in full force and Grace nods.
"They are looking into it now darling," she says sadly.
"How many was there?" Christian asks and I'm worried this might have some connection to my husband. I know it will kill him if it turns out it is because he is viciously protective of his family. I prey it isn't connected to Christian. Nothing like this has happened since that bastard Hyde kidnapped Mia.
"Three," Grace answers quietly. "Your dad's with Elliot now, talking to the police."
Christian nods but I'm sure he'll have Taylor and Welch on the phone soon to find out extra information. I haven't seen a lot of the local police since his accident, because my husband thinks they are in the words he used two days ago, "Useless morons, who don't know their arse from their elbow and couldn't solve a crime if the evidence hit them in the face." So with that opinion he tends to make Taylor or his father deal with them, avoiding all contact himself, which is probably for the best or he'd end up saying something offensive and getting arrested! I've tried to encourage him to be appreciative of their help, or at the very least tolerant but he wont have any of it. Typical Christian Grey. I am however confused by the fact there were three of them. Taylor has only ever mentioned that Malcolm Bernini guy as being a suspect. I hope to god he's not working with anyone if It turns out he has something to do with all these horrible things that keep happening.
"Why do they need treatment, what's wrong with Elliot?" he quizzes and I cant imagine all the different scenarios that are running through his head right now.
Grace pauses and I don't think she wants to upset him.
"Mom, for gods sake just tell me. I can take it," he grumbles.
"Well he got knocked about a bit, so a couple of black eyes and they are checking if he has any cracked ribs." I see the pain etched on Christians face before she continues. "They had a knife, but he managed to move and luckily its just a surface wound on his side. Christian he's okay I promise you." I can see the tears evident in her eyes.
"I will fucking kill the scumbags who did this," Christian rages and this time Grace does scowl at his bad language.
"Is Kate injured?" I ask anxiously glancing between Christian and Grace.
"No honey, she's just scared, she said Elliot protected her from harm. You should be so proud Christian apparently your brother put up quite the fight." Grace attempts to joke before she starts to cry, "My poor boys, what ever will I do with you," she says taking Christians hand.
"Do they know who it was?" Christian asks, and I think he has enough questions to go on all night.
"Christian there's something I have to tell you," Grace says and I can see her stroking her thumb across his hand. I can feel the bile rise up in my throat and I know this is bad news.
"What" he snaps, before softening, "Mom what is it?"
"Sweetheart, I want you to remember this is not your fault, you've been hurt too," she says trying to soothe him before she drops the bombshell.
"Mom!", Christian says impatiently but I think deep down he knows the attack had something to do with him.
"These horrid men, who attacked your brother, when they left, it was because Elliot knocked the knife out of one of there hands and grabbed it, so they ran, but before they left they said something, and you need to know because the police might want to talk to you about it." I hear Christian snarl at the thought before continuing.
"Please mom, just tell me, what did they say!" he yells angrily and I'm sat on the edge of my seat too.
"They said, Tell your brother, that we're not finished with him yet, not by a long shot," her voice breaks several times throughout the sentence and when I look at Christian he has he eyes closed.
"So it's all my fucking fault then. It's my fault my brother and his wife are in hospital," He snaps grabbing back his hand from his mothers and covering his face. "I bet they hate me," he states looking to the side away from us, and I cant tell if he's trying to reign in his emotions.
"Christian they do not hate you! Not one bit. Elliot wants to kill them for what they did to you!" Grace says trying to reassure him but I know it will do no good.
"Christian, baby, look at me?" I say putting my hand on his cheek.
"I cant," he says and I can tell this isn't going to be a easy hurdle for us.
"I guess Kate was right all along then. I am bad news. I'm a monster." He says in a horrible, cold tone that is full of hate and self loathing.
"Christian you have to stop this, I love you, your family loves you. There's nothing you could of done to stop this," I say softly.
"I should of protected them," he snaps and I'm at a loss as to what I can say to make this better for him. I look to Grace and I know we are the people who know him best in the world and we both know there's probably nothing we can possibly say to take this weight off of his shoulders.
"Can I go see them?" He asks and I look to Grace.
"Darling your still recovering too, you know that, you need rest."
"Oh for crying out loud! I want to see them!" he snaps angrily and I see Grace jump. "Ana, will you go see them? Make sure they are really okay? Please, for me." he asks searching my eyes for my agreement.
"I don't want to leave you, like this," I say, if he's alone he'll just make things worse, by over thinking everything and working himself up.
"I'll stay with him till you get back darling," Grace says reading my mind and I nod.
"Christian this is not your fault!" I say pointedly before Grace tells me where to find them and I leave the room upset. When will we ever get a break.
I enter the room and Kate launches towards me and I only just have time to open my arms before she hugs me. "Ana I was so scared," she whispers in tears. "I thought they were going to kill us."
"It's okay, It's okay," I say as I hold her but I know its anything but okay in reality. As she lets me go I go over to hug Elliot but stop myself as I remember his ribs. He looks at me confused. "Your ribs, I don't want to hurt you," I say sadly.
"I'm fine Ana, honestly, it's all good," he says and I shake my head knowing full well its not.
"Elliot's now my hero as well as my husband," Kate says walking over to him and putting her arm around him, kissing him on the cheek.
"Well what can I say," Elliot winks and I can see he doesn't want my sympathy.
"Are you sure your okay?" I ask again and he lifts his shirt a little to show me his side.
"See, just a scratch," he says. It's a little more than a scratch but at least its not serious. I dread to think what could of happened. "I'm more worried about my beautiful wife," he says looking at Kate lovingly.
Kate smiles briefly at her husband through her tear stained cheeks. "What would I ever do without Elliot," she cries and I feel a little like an intruder.
"Well you will never have to find out because I don't plan on going anywhere. Well….unless its warm, full of hotties and with lots of booze," he jokes and Kate smacks him lightly on the arm smiling.
"Extracted a grin from you there didn't I wife, mission accomplished!" he cheekily says, raising his fist in triumph.
"Is Christian okay?" Elliot says looking back over to me.
"Your mom's with him. She told us about the whole…" I don't want to say it but they know what I mean anyway. "He's distraught and he's blaming himself."
"It isn't his fault someone psychopath has gone straight off the deep end Ana. He's my brother, I wouldn't ever hold him responsible for something that he cant control! Isn't that right Kate?" he says nudging her and she nods unconvincingly. I know Elliot will probably have to put up with some Christian Grey bitching coming from Kate for the next few days, and even though he's my husband, there is no way on earth this is his fault. He can't predict some crazy person trying to kill him and his family out of the blue, all he can do is try to protect them, which I know he will take to a whole new level now.
"I'm really glad your both okay, I have to go report back to Christian that I have seen for myself you are both still in one piece," I say offering a weak smile and anxious to get back.
Elliot laughs, "he's such a bossy sod isn't he. Make sure he knows we aren't mad Ana, even if it turns out them guys are somehow trying to get to Christian," I nod and I feel my tears and Kate rushes over to hug me again.
"I just wish, …. none of this had ever happened," I take a deep breath composing myself.
"Me too Ana," Kate whispers before we both laugh at Elliot's "Me three!" Elliot is the best brother in law I could wish for, I honestly don't know how he's so calm and I know he loves Christian unconditionally.
I walk back towards Christian's room and I can hear an exasperated Grace speaking loudly to Christian. The door is wedged open and I don't want to charge in. I go over to the door and stand next to the wall and I can hear their conversation.
"Christian when are you going to understand that we love you, no one blames you for this!" Grace says walking up and down as I hear her small heels clicking on the floor. I assume they have probably been have this same conversation since I walked away. Christian just will not listen. Where has the fight in him disappeared too?
"It's me they have a grudge against mom, they wanted to get to me. So if my family gets hurt then it's on my conscience nobody else's, he argues back. "What if something happens to Ana, or our babies, I don't think I could go on without any of them. They are in danger and its because of me!", he growls and then takes a deep breath.
"Christian you almost died! How can you think we could possibly blame you, you have suffered as much as the rest of us!," Grace answers loudly.
"Maybe it would of better for everyone if I had, then at least they would leave my family alone and they would be safe!" I hear Grace stop pacing and pull in a shocked breath.
"Now you listen to me now, Christian Trevelyan Grey. You are my son, and I will protect you till the day I die but we all know you have done and said some idiotic thing's throughout your life. However that ridiculous statement that has just come out of your mouth is single handedly the most infuriating and selfish thing you have ever said. How on earth can you think we would be better off without you. You have two beautiful children and a doting wife! How could you even think they would cope without you! Do you think Mia and Elliot would cope, they wouldn't just get over it in a day, we love you with all our hearts you stupid stupid boy!" she exclaims angrily, but I know everything she says is out of her love for her son.
Grace is in full swing and I cant tell if she's crying or fuming, but I know for a fact I have tears streaming down my cheeks. I've only ever heard her be this stern with him a couple of times before. I lean against the wall next to the door and try to control my emotions. My husband just point blank said maybe things would be better if he had died. I feel like he has torn my heart has been torn out of my chest. There isn't one scenario in the world where my life would be better without Christian.
Christian hasn't said anything for a minute and I think he must be dumbfounded at his mothers outburst. She's right though and he deserved it.
"I'm sorry mom, I cant help but think…" she cuts him off and I strain to hear her as her voice softens.
"Sweetheart, I'm sorry I shouldn't have shouted at you like that, but you need to understand. No one blames you and no one ever will." I can hear her start crying and I feel terrible for intruding on a personal moment but I just cant tear myself away. "Christian if anything were too happen to you, or Elliot or Mia, it would quite literally break my heart, and I don't think our family could ever fully recover. You're my son, and I'm sure you already understand how precious your children are too you."
"Can I tell you a secret mom?" Christian asks gingerly, and I think he's trying to divert from the emotion present in the conversation. I grin through my tears. I think I know what he's going to tell her. I smile to myself, Grace always ends up finding out before everyone.
"Of course, you can tell me anything, you know that," Grace says softly.
"Me and Ana are having another baby," he says softly and although I cant see him I can almost visualize the smile on his face from the tone of his voice.
I hear Grace squeel with delight, and I'm glad there's something positive on the horizon for our family.
"That is wonderful news darling," she says excitedly. "I'm going to be a grandma again!"
"I know mom, I cant wait," he says, his voice finally registering some positivity among this mess.
"And here you are saying we would be better off with you. You foolish boy! That baby needs it's Daddy!" Grace says and I think she walks up to hug him.
"I'm sorry I said that Mom." I hear him take a deep breath, "I was just upset thinking about what could of happened to Elliot and Kate, and it was stupid" Christian finally concedes and I hope he means it, sighing from relief.
"I know you were honey, you're a lot more caring than you like people to think," she says light heartily, and I imagine Christians cheeks are getting increasingly red from embarrassment right now. Christian doesn't say anything and I hear Grace speak again.
"Thankyou for letting me in that little secret my darling boy, it's made my day!" Grace says and I smile. "You really are blessed with a beautiful family."
"Don't thank me, thank Ana. I'd be nothing without her," and I think my heart stops because it has melted from his sweet comment. I decide enough is enough, I already feel awful for snooping on them. I get up and push open the door fixing my eyes as I go.
"Baby!" Christian says and I see his eyes light up when he sees me and although I'm happy I offer him a sad smile as I'm a little disconcerted about what I heard him say five minutes ago. "How are they?"
"Christian they are fine. Elliot was making jokes like their was no tomorrow," and he nods and smiles slightly.
"Ana!" Grace says looking at me coyly, and looks to Christian as if to ask if she can acknowledge our news.
"I may have heard you talking about our latest news from outside," I mutter embarrassed but Grace smiles unaware but I see Christian look at me worriedly.
"Another baby! I'm absolutely thrilled," Grace says getting up to hug me and as I hug her I start crying.
"At least we have one good thing to take out of these last few days," I mutter.
"You two love bird's will beable to start your own sports team of babies soon," Grace smiles.
"I can't believe I'm going to get fat again," I say jokingly and I see Christian scowl.
"Ana, your beautiful no matter what you weigh," he insists.
"You're my husband your programmed to say that," I say.
"Oh no dear, I don't think they are," she jokes, "I've heard more than enough husbands and wives tell each other they need to lose weight while working at the hospital."
"Christian just looks at me through rose tinted glasses," I joke and Grace laughs.
"I don't know how I'm going to keep this a secret," Grace whispers I'll have to pinch my self every time I start to say anything and Christian and I laugh.
"It's only until we've had it properly confirmed and we know everything's okay, then feel free to tell everyone," I laugh, "I'm sure they'll pick up on it eventually anyway."
"I will don't you worry dear, there's nothing that makes me prouder than gloating about my sons beautiful family," and I giggle, and Christian smirks.
"Well with a Daddy as good looking as me, what do you expect Mom?" he jokes and I laugh. I'm glad self loathing fifty has left the building for a few minutes, but unfortunately I have a bad feeling he will return later on.
"I think Ana plays her part well too Christian," Grace says and Christian nods proudly.
I love happy family time and I wish it could last forever, but I know unfortunately with all the events of the past few days that will not be the case. Grace tells us she's going to nip back to see Elliot before they discharge him, again emphasizing to Christian not to blame himself and look forward to our new baby. Eeeee we are having another baby. The more I think about it the more excited I get.
As soon as Grace leaves Christian immediately shuffles side wards in the bed and pats the space next to him and I am more than happy to oblige.
"You heard what I said didn't you Ana," he says softly and look at him shocked.
"How did you know?" I ask surprised, it's not like he could see me being a weirdo hovering outside the door.
"The look on your face when you came in, and then when you said you had overheard us talking about the baby, I know you better than I know myself Ana." he says twirling my long hair between his fingertips.
"It was an awful thing to say Christian. I'm glad Grace tore into you," I whisper.
"I didn't mean it you know", he says encouraging me to look at him. "You know I will always fight till my last breath to stay with you. I never want to leave you ever," and I smile and nod as the tears well up. They may as well rename me Anastasia Waterworks Grey, after this week, I feel like a flaming walking, talking waterfall and I bet the baby hormones aren't helping either.
"I know baby," I smile sadly. "Of course I know that."
"The only way I'd leave you, is if it meant saving you in the process. I would take a bullet for you and our babies in a heartbeat," he muses softly and he's upsetting me. Why is he talking like this, that will never happen.
"Christian!" I sigh sadly. "Stop talking like that, because that will never happen. I would never let you sacrifice yourself for me," I say firmly and it's the truth! I could never live with myself, if Christian died to save me. "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself," I say firmly.
"Like I'd give you a choice in the matter Ana," he laughs sadly.
"That will never happen, because whatever happens, there will always be a way for," I stop and emphasize the next word, "both of us to get through it. So don't go saying ridiculous shit like that Mr Grey", I say angrily poking him in the arm and I can feel my emotions getting out of control!
"Okay, Okay Ana, I'm a sick man, don't beat me wife!" he says laughing and grabbing my hand to stop me.
"It's not funny Christian, not one bit," I scowl, it's a good job I've completely abandoned the concept of makeup otherwise I would just cry it off every five seconds.
"I'm sure I can detect a little smile there," he says playfully putting his fingers to my lips and I cant help but grin a little, before I plaster a frown back on my face. "See I told you," he smiles.
"Don't make me laugh when I'm mad at you Mr Grey," I say crossing my arms and turning my head away from him and I see him pull a sad face out of the corner of my eye as he leans over to kiss me on the cheek.
"You still mad now?" he whispers, and then kisses my chin. "What about now?", he whispers again kissing my forehead and I turn my head slightly towards him. He kisses my lips and I feel like I'm in heaven for a second before I feel him laugh, "What about now?" , he manages to get out against my lips and I cant help but laugh as I pull away.
"Christian Grey, you are quite possibly the most infuriating husband on the planet, but I will never stop loving you ever," I confess, as I go from stern to a blubbering wreck.
"I love you too baby," he whispers. "And this baby," he says putting his hand on my stomach," and all I can feel is butterflies as I snuggle into his arms. I suddenly jump back up and remember something I had forget to say.
"I've been thinking Christian," and he nods, and I think I see a flash of dread across his face. My husband is ridiculous how would he even begin to think I'm about to say something horrible. "Kate was my best friend to start with, so it's my fault she married Elliot, so it's my fault she was there tonight. So if your going to go blaming yourself down the whole Elliot's my brother route, well Kate was my best friend first so I'm to blame too." he starts to say something but I put my finger on his lips. "So if you insist on blaming yourself, blame me too, we are a team baby, and what hurts you, hurts me too!" and I see him smile.
"That was the biggest load of nonsense I have ever heard Ana," he grins and I nod.
"Maybe, but you can't deny it's the truth, so here I am officially taking some weight off those" I reach out to touch his bicep, "hot, muscular shoulder's of your's husband." He laughs and I can tell he thinks I'm talking rubbish, but at least I have cheered him up a bit.
"They wont be muscular much longer, if they keep me locked up in here you temptress," he grins shaking his head.
"I'm sure I can find it in my heart to still love you," I whisper grinning. "My puny husband," and he playfully scowls.
"I love you so much Ana," he whispers.
"And I you, my soon to be weakling of a husband," and we both laugh. Oh fifty I love you more each day.
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