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A/N: Well, I thought I was going to have to disappoint you all and not update... I didn't think I'd have a muse at gone 10pm once I had gotten home from work and everything... but apparently this chapter wrote itself in next to no time! That's a result ;) So I hope you enjoy... and thank you!

Fifty Degrees of Love – Chapter Twenty-Eight

"Their flight has landed," Taylor commented, with Gail by his side. She might have not gone away but, she had been there waiting for him on arrival. "They should be out soon."

"An hour too late," Christian grumbled unhappily. He had deliberately made it so that both flights arrived at the same time. However, Barcelona seemed to not care about Christian Grey's plan and had left the men waiting around for their other halves to touch back down on Seattle ground.

Taylor had to laugh, "And boy does the airport know about that."

"It's ridiculous," Christian remarked, his tone heated and ready for a fight. He just wanted that sweet reunion but, it appeared life had other ideas. "I should buy this fucking airport and fire everyone that works here just so I get competent workers."

"Why haven't you?" Taylor asked and Christian broke enough to let out a spark of laughter.

"There's my girl!" Elliot exclaimed as he saw his wife waltz through arrivals towards him.

Christian watched as Kate ran to Elliot, Grace to Carrick, Mia reconciling with Ethan. Hell, even Elena was getting love from Jared and yet Christian's heart began to pound against his rib cage. He looked up but, only saw strangers and her hated them all. They were of no significance to him and he felt like they were keeping his Ana away from him. It had been a fraught couple of days but, right now the minutes were taunting him like little demons. Where the hell was she?

He felt as if he was going to break any moment. The longer he waited, the worse he felt but, then the masses began to disperse, running off into the arms of their loved ones and suddenly there she stood – his wife, the light of his life, the mender of his heart. She stood with a small smile on her lips, her hair bouncing freely framing her now gently sun kissed skin and he had never seen a better sight in all his life.

Going up to him, she dropped her bag, placed her hands to the outline of his jaw lines and reached up to kiss him the best welcome home ever. She felt his arms encase her, pulling her securely to his broad chest, their hearts beating as one and it was as though the separation didn't matter anymore. It was gone and forgotten. They were where they belonged after all.

As she fell back onto the flats of her feet, Ana gazed up at him, taking in the best sight ever. "My shoe lace was undone," she grinned at him. "I knew if I left it I would end up on my face. I wanted you to have me back unhurt." She tilted her head, "Or no more hurt than I am," she giggled at him and just realised that her husband was just staring at her. "Are you going to just stare at me or am I going to get to hear your voice?" Ana asked teasingly and realised the breakaway had done more than just made her relax. She had no doubt that this man was her husband. The seed of doubt didn't implant in any part of her mind.

Christian didn't speak, he just brought her back to his body, kissed her with the same emotion he had on their wedding day before releasing her and holding her close to him. "I've missed you so much," Christian spoke into her neck. He was indulging in every element of her but, most of all; he was revelling in how complete he felt as a result of having her back in his arms. "Don't ever leave me."

"I won't ever leave you," Ana said and pushed back to look up at him, his arms still around her, the strain playing on her side a little. "Not for long anyway. Mr. Grey, I know I have no reason to leave you."

"Oh, now that sounds like something I should get documented," Christian countered, remembering how he kept the 'Mrs Christian Grey' note in his wallet now.

"You should," Ana spoke back, her tone feather light, her eyes literally dancing with excitement of the moment to come and she knew this was going to be a moment she would remember forever.

"I should?" He asked her back, "And why is that?"

"Because I'm pregnant," she told him, whispering it at him to make their moment so much more personal in the middle of public area. She surveyed his features, "I know this isn't the right time but, I am and I-"

"You're fucking incredible!" He cried out, a smile gaining voltage as the thought began to become one with his realisation. "Oh God, baby, we're having a baby!" He then picked her up, kissing her as he spun her before putting her down, "Shit, I didn't hurt you did I?"

"If you let me go a little you'll be good," She told hand he released her. "I said a little! Not completely."

"I didn't want to hurt you," he told her impishly. "Or cause you damage."

"I'm made of harder stuff you silly man," she scolded him and then kissed him, feeling his arms latch around her again as the news of a baby turned passion into lust. The fervour of the moment was only maximised by the wait to see one another after the holiday.

"Put her down," Kate crashed the moment. "Did you just tell him you were pregnant?"

"You said the tests were negative on Friday," Grace jumped in, stepping in towards Ana. Clearly the sadness on Ana's face wasn't because she wasn't pregnant. It was for a whole totally different reason.

"I lied," Ana admitted, biting her lip a little. "I'm sorry, Grace, but no one was giving me my cell and I didn't want everyone knowing before Christian," Ana admitted softly. "I'm sorry for lying to you."

"Don't be. I should be apologising to you," Grace noted and gulped.

"You should?" Ana asked confused, trying to make sense of that comment.

Christian felt the same, "What is there to apologise for?"

"I knew you were pregnant," Grace stepped up and notice as everyone take a step towards her. "How about we just go back and celebrate?" Grace asked with a bright, devilishly smirk.

Ana shook her head, "How did you know?"

"We'll discuss this back home," Grace mentioned and knew that this would either go brilliantly well or horrendously wrong. She knew that whatever she would be able to deal with it better in the comfort of anyone's home.

Nobody needed telling twice. They all wanted to get home but, they also wanted to know the motive behind Grace's decision. Deciding on Escala, everyone got into the cars waiting and rushed to Christian and Ana's home. They were going to enjoy being back with the retrospective other halves and now the fact that they were going to be having two babies to welcome into the family fold.

As soon as they were home the champagne was out and the glasses were being filled. Kate and Ana sat at the breakfast bar talking animatedly about the fact that their babies were due on top of one another. This meant their children would be best friends just like their mothers were. Christian sat and watched his wife and Kate with Elliot and the butterflies in his stomach buzzed to life so excitedly that he couldn't wait to set them free.

"Can you believe we're both going to be dads?" Elliot asked as he watched his wife and Ana just like Christian. "I'm shit scared, Christian, but I feel better knowing I've got you to go through it too."

Christian couldn't withhold the smile he felt grow at hearing that. After everything, he and his brother's relationship wasn't damaged in any way, shape or form. "Me too, Lelliot, me too."

"Apple juice for the pregnant ones," Mia came between Kate and Ana and handed them a flute each of fruit juice. She was a hubbub of excitement and there was no hiding it from anyone right now. She had come back with reluctance with how Ethan would be but, he had taken her in his arms and kissed her like it was the first few months of their relationship. The week apart had shown she couldn't live without him and she hoped the kiss showed the same for him.

"Thanks," Ana accepted the drink and then turned her attention on to Grace. "Now, I want to know how you knew I was pregnant."

"Yes," Christian stepped in, "I want to know that as well."

"Promise me you won't go ballistic?" Grace asked them, seriously wondering she had done the right thing now. "I didn't do it to for selfish reasons. I know how much having a baby means to you. So please don't hate me."

"I won't," Ana vowed, knowing that Grace had a good reason. She could never hate Grace. She looked to her husband, prompting him to speak up as well knowing he would never be able to hate his mother as well.

"Promise," Christian relented, just wanting to know what his mother was thinking when she held life changing information from them.

"When you had that last blood test done to see how well the infections were clearing up, I took a look. I was more or less hoping to be ready to be there in case it was worse or whatever. I didn't expect it to say that you were pregnant as well," Grace looked at her son and daughter in-law. "It wasn't to be dishonest but, where you two were back then I knew that sort of news would be too much. I asked your doctor to not say anything and I will say this now," she paused and took a deep breath, "I don't regret doing so. I don't think finding out those weeks back was the right time for that bombshell."

"So when we picked up the pregnancy tests it was to make Ana find out in her own way?" Elena asked as she connected the pieces together.

Grace nodded, "Whilst making it look like it was just motherly intuition on my half."

"Well my mom is going to be ecstatic," Ana mumbled as she wondered the one hundred and one ways she could tell her mom she was finally pregnant even after having a husband treat her as if she were a leech in his bank account. "She couldn't come on the holiday and now she missed out on te baby news."

"Baby, when you tell her it will be just as special," Christian told his wife and took a seat beside her. "This baby is special."

"It really is," Ana grinned at him and knew that the baby in her stomach was going to be loved to such extents it might be claimed as scary. "We're having a baby, Mr. Grey. We're finally having a baby!" She said as her excitement and happiness exceeded all levels of expectations.

"We really are!" Christian replied with a kiss, quite literally wanting to take Ana to the bedroom and rekindled that side of their marriage again. However, with her still healing, he knew that idea was well and truly scuppered.

She grinned at him but, felt the sudden urge to rush to the bathroom. "Right I really need to pee. I'll be right back," she kissed her husband, climbed down from her perk at the breakfast pair and left the celebrating family. Thinking about it, she was more than a little excited to tell her mother that she was going to be a grandmother.

And as she thought about it, she realised that this baby was the perfect ending after hell unleashed its fury on her life.

Now she just needed to finish up in the bathroom and get back to celebrating. She'd felt discomfort but, now there was blood. The cramping she had no idea would be something severe. She just prayed it was a complication with the surgery and not the baby. "Christian!" Ana cringed as a sharp pain hit her and she cried out again. "Oh God, no," she whispered as she forced herself from the bathroom. "No," she sobbed as she felt the pain rip through her and she didn't know if this was a case of her over doing it or if she was losing the baby. God, she was praying that it wasn't the latter. She heard her name being called as she crossed the bedroom and saw Christian come running at her, the family behind him.

"Ana," He said as he went to her, "What's a matter?"

"I've got cramps," she practically sobbed the words out, "And I'm bleeding."

Christian looked at everyone in a mad burst of panic, not knowing what to do. He couldn't cope with losing the baby. The grief would consume him as much as if he was to lose Ana from his life. He couldn't have that. He wouldn't let that happen. Reminiscent of when she collapsed days before, Christian just scooped her up, grabbed his keys and ignored everyone – his mother included.

He needed to get his wife to a hospital before this got worse.

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A/N: Now I wasn't going to do drama but, after discussing it I felt this would be perfect for what's to come in the final chapters... Hold on and wait for chapter 29 ;)