A/N: I'm soooooo sorry for the long wait I've been busy and I'm writing maybe 5 stories (2 which will most definately be posted and another that I'm debating Mr. Somerhalder is in the definate 2:)) Anyways I planned to keep this for another three days maybe to write the next part but I felt like posting so here ya go! Instead of posting two parts I did it all together to make up for the time I haven't been posting. Also credit to E.L. James FSOG
Chapter 12: Let's Stay Together
Point of View: Tiara Somerhalder December 8, 2012
With a groan, I get out bed having to take a moment to remember where I am then all of last night floods back. I run my hands over my face and I feel metal on my skin. I pull them away and see the enormous rock on my ring finger that I haven't seen in what feels like forever. Before I can even wonder where my husband is the bathroom door opens and he walks out dripping with only a towel drying his hair.
I smile at the sight and the familiar smell of Dolce & Gabbana in the air. I clear my throat alerting him that I'm awake and a towel is soon wrapped around his waist. "Good morning Mrs. Somerhalder."
"Good morning Mr. Somerhalder. Don't you think it is a little late to be hiding your manhood?" I point down to his son making him laugh.
"I'm so very sorry Mrs. Somerhalder would you like me better this way?" Ian drops the towel making a giant smile spread across my face.
"Mhm yup much better I was wondering will I get in trouble if I moan Christian while we have sex?"
"Hell yeah! There's no comparison love Grey has nothing on me."
I giggle, "I'm sure you have that reversed."
"Do I need to give you a demonstration?"
"Yup all I can think of is grey eyes looking into mine as I work to get so sore that I won't be able to walk the next day."
Ian's mouth pops open and before I know it I'm dying of laughter as he tickles me. "Ian stop I'm going to pee on myself!"
"What was that? Did you say Christian? He isn't here right now." He continues to tickle me even more and I try to push him away but he's a wall of pure muscle.
"Ian!" I choke out with tears falling from laughing too much.
"Fine." He kisses my lips, "I love you."
"I love you too."
He pushes my tank top up and kisses my stomach, "I love you little man."
Tears trickle down my face from the adorable moment, "Sorry horm-"
Ian looks up at me and smiles, "Did he?"
"Uh huh I guess he's trying to say he loves you too."
His smile gets even bigger, "I need to go get dressed I'll be back soon go eat!" I roll my eyes making him raise an eyebrow at me, "Did you just roll your eyes at me Mrs. Somerhalder?"
"Um no?" I scuttle out the room before one thing leads to another. I head to the massive kitchen finding nothing but healthy stuff obviously showing Ian has a much more strict diet that explains the larger muscles. I settle on a blueberry muffin and orange juice right as he walks out looking as if Christian Grey raided Damon Salvatore's closet, which is still sexy as hell.
"Only a muffin really?"
"This is like my worst nightmare I need sweets and there's nothing but healthy junk in here!"
Ian laughs and wraps his arms around me the best way he can with our son in between, "I'll make sure to grab something on the way back."
"I love you."
"I love you too. The world feels right again with you in my arms. I'm sorry for everything I did I promise you won't regret taking me back."
"No need to be sorry it's done and over with let's move on. To start moving on I'd like to say thank you for my rings back and sorry for throwing them in the pool."
He kisses me biting my lip gently before pulling away, "No need to say thank you."
"Also what do you want to do today?"
"I don't know anything you like after six," He looks at his watch then kisses my forehead, "I should get going if I don't want to stay away from you any later. Call me if you need me I love you."
Ian starts to make his way to the elevator and I can't get anything out but, "I love you too have a good day!" I take a three-sixty turn around the place wondering what to do. I plop down on the couch and decide to make a call.
"Hello?"
"Hey Emilia I wanted to ask a favor well two."
"Oh sure anything."
"I'm sure you probably have an assistant and so does Ian but I don't know who they are and I was wondering if I could borrow them today. I don't know my way around Seattle."
"I'll give them your number if you don't mind me asking why do you need their help?"
"Last night was draining but good in a way for Ian and I and I think he forgot his own birthday is today."
"I see well I'm glad to hear that you two are together I would assume since you're in town."
"Thanks and the other thing I will ask later I'm sure you're busy."
"Sounds good talk to you later."
"Kay bye."
I sigh and begin to write down all my thoughts for things to do. They all seem a little simple and generic then it smacks me in the face that this is the first birthday Ian has had with me around. With a completely new pile of pressure to make this good, I scratch everything out and think of ways to top everything he has done for me, which won't be easy.
Finishing up on the phone with Edna I hear the elevator open and two pairs of footsteps coming closer.
"It's just Eleanor and Danielle!" They shout out saving me the trouble of having to get up.
They both look very professional both brunettes, which I don't particularly favor, and look as if they could be models. "Have a seat I'm not your boss."
"You're our bosses friend and wife which could be worse. I'm Danielle your husband's assistant," The tanner one of the two extends her hand and I reluctantly shake it trying to push out the thoughts in my head.
"I'm Eleanor Emilia's assistant she sent us here upon your request," She smiles crossing her legs.
"I don't want this to sound as if I'm running you around like my personal slaves but I have no clue where to go and trips to the bathroom are enough to wear me out so that's why you are here."
"Running around town is what we do," Danielle replies smiling.
I can't help but get agitated, she didn't sleep with Ian he did nothing with her and she's nothing but an employee. He cares for you and only you end of discussion! I try to move on but a slight twitch of pain hits. I place my hands on my stomach and take a slow deep breath.
"Are you okay?"
"Braxton Hicks um anyways here's a list of all the things I need, all the addresses, and very specific instructions for certain places."
"We will get right on it Mrs. Somerhalder," Eleanor says glancing over Danielle's shoulder to look at the list I gave her.
"If Emilia didn't tell you already I want this very quiet I don't want anyone to know especially the press. They will be expecting something outrageous because they don't even know we are back together so they want any little inkling to say that Ian is off the rails or another stupid rumor."
"You got it when would you like us back?"
"As soon as possible please."
As if they are programed, Danielle and Eleanor nod and say, "We will get it done Mrs. Somerhalder."
I smile enjoying the dust being brushed off the name I have fought so hard for. In less than a minute, they are gone and I'm searching for something to do. I go into an itching attack needing to put lotion on but most parts I can't reach which is where Cheynne comes in but I'm alone. I roll my eyes and settle on a shower then a quick nap before I need to get this plan in motion.
I get up a little earlier than I set my alarm for which is good since I will probably need the time to get ready and text the hell out of Danielle and Eleanor. Lotioning up the best way I can I put on my underclothes then my black Steve Madden Xternal Strap wedges the best way I can. I slip on a pink knitted dress with a V-neck and pleated waist then add on a black thin belt to match the shoes. With a deep breath I stand up and head to the bathroom to put on light makeup, brush my hair, and then waddle my way to the living room where a man waits for me.
"Would you like all the bags in the trunk or the truck?"
"Um truck everything needs to be set before I get there."
He nods and walks past me to get everything in place. I send a few quick texts making sure everything is going well with Danielle and Eleanor then put my phone away right as I hear the elevator again. A couple of nicely built men casually dressed walk in and I have to scold myself for letting my hormones take over.
The blonde one walks over as the rest of them put their materials down, "Good afternoon Mrs. Somerhalder I'm Nate."
"Hi is it okay if I leave while y'all are still working?"
"Yeah perfectly fine you want us to be over there and done by six right?"
"Mhm I want it to be as if you were never there. All the furniture, leave it, just bring the personal stuff do you know what I mean?"
"Sure do. We will make sure that everything is perfect." He finishes with a smile before shaking my hand and walking over to the group of equally attractive men he brought.
"Are you ready to go Mrs. Somerhalder? Oh and I'm Vincent by the way." The man from earlier says.
"Ready is traffic bad?" I ask as he helps me up.
"Not really most people leaving head for Bellevue so we should be fine."
I nod and waddle on towards the elevator with him following. On the way down Danielle calls to tell me that everything is set up and that she gave Vincent the address of where to find my husband.
"Hmm I have pretty good taste," I say looking at the birthday chariot for the night once we reach the garage.
"It's very unique in a good way I'm sure Mr. Somerhalder will love it." Vincent says opening the back door for me.
"Hopefully not too much or else he will buy it."
He laughs and closes the door. I slide into the black leather seat eyeing the champagne glasses, "Is there any alcohol?"
"No only sparkling cider."
"Thanks."
I place my hands on my stomach becoming more and more nervous about every little thing. If anyone is off by only a second, everything will go to hell and if Ian checks his phone this is all over. I can't help but smile thinking about our first date way back in the day it feels as if it has been at least five years but it has barely been two. Before I get the chance to get any deeper in thought we come to a stop.
Once out the car I soon realize that this is where Ana and Kate are supposed to live in the story. Vincent closes the door quietly behind me in an attempt to keep the surprise under wraps. I have no clue where to go or if they are shooting so I wander around a little until I run into the queen herself.
"Oh you look gorgeous Tiara," Erika says pulling me into a hug making me giddy. "I heard about the birthday surprise I assume you are here to drag your husband away."
"Mhm did I come at a bad time?"
"No not at all c'mon let me show you where he is but we have to be quiet."
I nod and walk alongside the magnificent E.L. James she is such a wonderful woman it makes me want to jump up and down like the true diehard fan I am. After a moment, I'm behind a wall of people shooting and watching screens.
"I will buy you lots of things, Anastasia. Get used to it. I can afford it. I'm a very wealthy man." He leans down and plants a swift, chaste kiss on her lips.
I can't help but feel a little pang of jealousy unable to separate this moment and the past. I know part of it is the hormones but the other part is me being stupid. I forgave him for what he did so I need to stop dwelling on the past and get over it. I snap out of my thoughts and start paying attention when I hear a pop.
"It's pink," Emilia murmurs.
"Bollinger Grande Année Rosé 1999, an excellent vintage."
"In teacups."
Ian grins, "In teacups. Congratulations on your degree, Anastasia." They clink cups, and he takes a drink.
I cover my mouth when my son has the most wonderful timing of kicking hard. I look over at Erika and she smiles obviously knowing what just happened. I swear Ian already has some crazy strong connection with our son.
He smiles, holds the champagne bottle up, and pauses. "Have you eaten anything?"
"Yes. I had a three-course meal with Ray." She rolls her eyes.
Ian leans forward and holds her chin, staring into her eyes. "Next time you roll your eyes at me, I will take you across my knee."
"Oh."
"Oh," he responds, mirroring her tone. "So it begins, Anastasia."
I smile within thinking back to all the times I've rolled my eyes at him.
"Cut! That's a wrap for the day great job guys!" The director calls out and everyone claps but soon starts smiling at me when they lay their eyes on me.
"Don't be shy go on," Erika encourages gesturing over to Ian who is talking to Emilia.
I go on through the maze of wires on the floor. Emilia sees me first since Ian is facing away and tries to contain her smile looking back to Ian. I tap him on the shoulder and as soon as his eyes meet mine, our lips are connected.
"Happy birthday sweetheart," I murmur against his lips.
His eyes widen slightly, "I completely forgot."
"I got it covered babe." I move back a little knowing that our lips will be glued together. "Hey Emilia it has been forever!" We hug the best way possible and I jump a little when my son decides to make us aware of his presence.
"I guess the little man likes me," She whispers knowing that the sex and name has been under wraps.
Ian pulls me close obviously not liking the distance, "She knows?
"Mhm I told her awhile back remember when I brought Emilia up to you on our honeymoon?"
"Yeah and I still think it's the right decision."
I turn my attention back to her looking a little confused, "The other thing I wanted to ask you was if you would do us the favor of being Christian's godmother?"
Her mouth instantly falls open, "Oh I would love it! Thank you so much!" She pulls me into a tight hug then does the same to Ian showing off her perfect smile. "I should let you guys go and celebrate. I expect a call when you go into labor!"
"I promise that you will be called by someone when it happens but we have a little bit of time."
Ian and I hug her again saying our goodbyes before leaving. "Don't you need to change?"
"Nah wait unless we're going out to dinner or something I don't want to confuse people with my appearance."
"I went for something more personal hopefully you'll like it," I reply leading him to the first surprise.
"As long as I'm with you I'll love it."
I can't help but get butterflies in my stomach when he holds my hand. "Close your eyes." Ian does as he is told and I continue to the very impressive ride. "Open!"
I look at Ian's reaction and it's blank at first until his eyes slowly widen again, "Is this an Audi limo?"
"Mhm a white Audi Q7 limo. Do you like it?"
"Hell yeah baby!" He kisses me again just as Vincent opens the door for us. "After you my love."
I already know I'm blushing like an idiot as I slide in. I can feel Ian staring at me as we start to move. "You look so beautiful. I never thought I would see you wearing pink."
I turn towards him, "Thank you and I never thought I would be sitting next to Christian Grey but here we are."
He laughs, "Oh if I was Christian I would already be fucking you."
I swallow, "Hmm um I… uh… nice weather we're having."
Ian shakes his head smiling, "Isn't it a little late to be avoiding the topic of sex babe?" He looks down at my protruding stomach.
"Eh about twenty-four weeks too late." I lean over and kiss the most perfect pair of lips savoring the moment.
A couple minutes pass of pure bliss and PDA that would make anyone want to throw up from the overload. Of course, Vincent comes around to open the door once again. I give him a slight nod knowing that he will notice the hint.
"Wow you went all out sweetheart," Ian wraps his arm around me.
We both take a moment looking at the giant tan castle that looks as if it is two buildings. I take his hand leading him to the massive wooden front door. We walk into a tan room a staircase and hall to our left, dining room and another hallway to our right, and a tan den straight ahead.
"This place is ridiculous and we just walked in." He says looking around like a little kid in a giant arcade.
"Trust me it gets better and it's all yours for the night but I need to show you two more surprises." I take him to the right going to the living room with four televisions, a round table in the far corner, fireplace, and three couches. The room couldn't get any bigger if it was possible.
"Okay before I show you I've left a way to get out of this if you want after I tell you."
"Don't keep me waiting woman bring it on!"
I laugh walking around to sit on the middle couch and grab the first smaller turquoise gift box with a white ribbon around it. Ian looks up at me when I pass it to him then begins to open the box. I practically chew through my lip waiting for him to say something.
"How did you do this?"
"I have friends in high places Mr. Somerhalder."
He reads over it smirking a little, "You continue to amaze me Mrs. Somerhalder. You made a whole deal with Nike in one day?"
"Mhm the other day you were wearing their shoes while running so paparazzi saw and I always wear Nikes just about so they wanted us to represent them. We wear some gear here and there do some commercials and ads, while HP transforms them into a big green machine both sides win. Acting CEO Mr. Johnson signed, I signed, and all that is left to do is for you to sign."
Ian places his hands on each side of my face and kisses me taking his sweet time pulling away. "Beauty and brains."
A giggle escapes from my lips, "We haven't even gotten to the biggest surprise yet but you might hate me for the next one." I take the other bigger box and hand it to him, "I've been nagging you about this for a while now so hopefully this will finally be the end of it."
His eyebrow shoots up before taking the lid off and chuckling, "Did they bother you that much?"
"Yes! Welcome to the twenty-first century love."
"Wait did you get these custom made?"
"Sure did black with turquoise detailing studio beats."
"You are one amazing woman Tiara."
"Oh I know," I smile kissing him once again. All I want is to hop into bed with this gorgeous man but that is not happening until my son is in my arms and all the baby weight is gone. "C'mon I have to show you another surprise."
Ian helps me up then I lead the way to the massive white and tan kitchen with a giant window for the bar outside giving a fantastic view of Lake Washington. "This is my friend Paul Qui I'm sure you know of him."
In less than a second Ian is giving him the bro hug, "I'm such a big fan I absolutely love Top Chef thank you for being here."
"It's no problem Tiara and I ran in the same circles somehow back in the day and she wanted someone that could handle the heat of southern cooking."
"You've been friends with Paul Qui this whole time?"
"Yeah but I wanted to save him for a special occasion. I made a call to my wonderful mother in law and she gave Paul and I some help on dinner."
"She gave specific instructions on how you like your favorite meal, Seafood Gumbo," Paul says lifting up the lid to show off his creation.
"Oh my gosh I haven't had this in years!" Ian pulls me close and lays a world-stopping kiss on my lips.
"I still have more to show you mister. We will be back very soon Paul." He nods then I whisk Ian away taking him upstairs. Once we arrive to the room, I take a second to warn him, "Remember keep an open mind and nothing is in stone."
I open the door to the giant master bedroom then go on to the oversized closet. I stand there for a moment letting him figure it out for himself.
"These are all my clothes."
"Sure are."
"…Mrs. Tiara Somerhalder did you buy me a house?"
"All 13,721 square feet but let's not forget the actual lot size which is 38,518 square feet bought it this morning."
He chuckles running both hands through his hair, "Good lord you are a miracle worker. Wait does that mean you want to stay here?"
"Well walking around the Somerhalder castle has already worn me out so how am I going to last a plane ride to the East Coast? We will have to eventually go back after Christian is here but until April 8 my ass is staying right here in Seattle with my husband."
It seems like forever since I've seen a smile this big on Ian's face. I earn myself another kiss, "I love you so much."
"I love you too."
"Best birthday ever."
Review and all that good stuff please and thank you! Message me if you want the link to the house I used for inspiration. Tian baby coming up next:) WOO that might be the last chapter...
