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I am running. Not running from anything but running to. I feel free. In the distance I see a tall figure. The sun is blocking my eyes so I stop and try to see who it is. They walk closer to me. Their hair is waving around as the wind blows. Blue skies clear above us. The figure now stands in front of me, blocking the sun.
"Christian." I breathe out, smiling. He's smiling back at me. He leans down and kisses me. A deep and passionate kiss that sends shivers down through my body.
"I love you, Anastasia Rose Grey." He says it like a pray, and I know he means every word of it. I hear happy laughing. Laughing from a small child. I turn around and see a small boy running towards us with a smile on his face. I crouch down and open my arms instinctively which he happily flies into. I'm laughing along with him. I stand back up and turn to Christian who smiles down at us.
"Thank you, Ana." He whispers then kisses me again.
"She's been asleep for a while now." I hear muffled voices in the distance pulling me away from my first really happy dream.
"It's only been an hour Christian. It's normal. Don't worry so much. She is perfectly fine. I'll go help Mia set up some food. Why don't you wake her up?" Grace says.
"Thanks, mom."
"No worries, darling." I hear the door close. Then footsteps. The bed moves slightly and I can feel Christian's heat covering my body.
"Wake up sleepy head." He whispers, stroking my hair out of my face.
"No..." I murmur, turning into my pillow. He pulls me onto my back and he is smiling down at me. He always makes me melt with that smile.
"Hi." He whispers then kisses my quickly.
"Hi. How long was I asleep for?" I ask, cupping his face with my right hand.
"An hour. I was getting worried but then again you do tire easily now, and the adrenaline wore off when you got back on the boat." He smiles.
"Why are you smiling so much?" I ask, rubbing my eyes.
"Because I am so happy. I have never felt this happy before with my family. And it's all thanks to you, my dear, beautiful. Sexy. Kind. Caring. Wife." He trails off with kisses.
"Oh Christian. It takes two to tango." I retort.
"Right you are, baby. How does food sound?" I beam eyes so bright at him. Food? Food sounds brilliant. "I'll take that as a yes then. Come on."
I push the covers off of me and the first thing I notice is that I am in one of his t-shirts and my panties.
"Do you enjoy striping me down and changing my clothes when I am not awake, Mr Grey?"
"I most certainly do, Mrs Grey. It is a pleasure to see your body. But I will say it is more fun when you are awake. There are some clean, dry clothes in the top drawer. I'll meet you out there." And with that I'm alone. I quickly change into my favourite skinny jeans and a blue shirt, along with a little blue jumper. I am feeling cold now after the fun we had out at the water and with it nearing winter the chilly air is coming in.
"There's our sleeping beauty." Kate calls, as I join everyone back on deck.
"Hi. Sorry I fell asleep." I apologise. I feel like I've stopped all the fun. I go to sit next to Kate who pulls me into a hug, keeping me warm. Carrick and Elliot are in some sort of deep conversation and I can only assume that Ethan and Christian have gone to help Grace and Mia.
"How are you feeling?" Kate asks me, rubbing my arms.
"I'm fine. Feeling the cold though."
"Yeah, you're right. Winter is coming. Which means..."
"Christmas!" we say in unison, making our selves laugh. We always loved Christmas. At college, on the week leading up to Christmas eve we would have so much fun drinking egg nog and giving each other small, random present till we went to see our families. It was so much fun.
"So I was thinking. How about we do big presents rather than little presents this year?"
"Sounds good, Kate. But we've still got two months to go through."
"One and a half actually." She corrects me. She loved counting the days and weeks. Always had it on the calendar.
"Ah. There's my beautiful wife." Christian walks out with two bowls in his hands. "Some soup should warm us up." He places one bowl in front of me and sits close to me. Grace, Mia and Ethan carry out the rest. The soup smells and looks delicious. Vegetable soup. Best thing for the coming winter. I take a spoon full and I am over whelmed by the taste.
"Wow! This is amazing!" I say, rather too loudly.
"Ha ha. Thanks Ana." Mia says. "Just an old family recipe.
"Well it's fantastic!" I tuck in, zoning out everyone and everything around me. My full focus on the food. I notice on occasions Christian smiling at me. Yes, I am eating, Christian. Eating for two actually. I think to myself.
Once again I am first to finish, so I ask Mia is there is more and luckily there is tones left. Christian lets me out from between him and Kate and I make my way to the kitchen. As I serve myself another bowl I realise one thing. I haven't told my mom or dad yet about Little Blip. So why am I here? They should have been told ages ago, but I keep delaying it every time it comes up. I feel the threat of tears at the back of my eyes so I force them back. But I really should tell them soon. As I set off to re-join the family I quickly glance back and notice two pots full of soup. I'm walking out and eating at the same time. This doesn't taste like vegetable.
"Um, Mia? Did you make two kinds of soup?" I stop in my tracks just before the table and I feel myself go pale.
"Yeah. Why?" I can feel it in my stomach.
"What was it..?"
"Fis...Oh Ana! I am so sorry! I should have told you." Mia apologises, but it's too late I'm running to the bathroom making it in time to empty my stomach. I can just hear Christian almost blowing a fuse.
"God, Mia! Are you trying to kill her?" He yells.
"Christian! Calm down now! Go check on Ana." Grace orders, and I hear no more voices, just the slight knock on the door.
"Baby..?" He murmurs. I turn on my knees and open the door for him and quickly turning back to the toilet emptying my stomach more. "Oh, baby." He kneels down next to me and rubs my back. My stomach now empty, all that lingers is the ache in my muscles.
"It's not Mia's fault. I should have noticed sooner. I was too lost in though."
"About what?"
"My parents." He stills. He's keeping something from me. "What?"
"Nothing. We will tell them soon." He smiles at me. I get up and freshen myself. Christian lingers by the door frame never taking his eyes off me.
"When are we heading home?" I ask. I feel so tired that I could sleep for days.
"In a bit. Just waiting for the table and floor to be cleaned, then we can head off."
"Ok." I let out, almost a whisper. Am I always going to be this tired? I hope not? "When can we go back to Escala?"
"Tomorrow. Taylor had it checked throughout the day. It's safe to go back." He looks worried. Well someone is out to kill me. Just the thought makes me shiver. "Come here. You look like you're freezing." He pulls me into his arms. I am cold. Very cold in fact.
"Can I borrow one your jackets? I am actually freezing." I say. He looks down at me, still worried. He nods. Taking my hand he walks me to our bedroom and leaves me by the bed while he disappears for a second. Returning, he holds up a large, thick coat. He helps me into it then zipping me in. When he has pulled the zipper to the top he traces his fingers under my chin lifting my head, my eyes meet his and leans in and kisses me.
"Come. Let's set sail." He says, making me giggle.
We walk back out on deck where everyone's ready to go. Mia looks up at me and stands.
"I am so sorry, Ana. I should have said. Forgive me?" she asks, holding my hands in hers. I notice Christian has walked onto the top deck waiting for me.
"You are forgiven. It was my own fault for not thinking." We hug each other and I go up to Christian while Mia sits next to Ethan and Grace.
"Everything ok?" he asks
"Yeah. All good."
"Good. Now let me strap you in this." he produces a life jacket.
"Really? Over this?"
"Yes. Over that. Or I could tie you to me." He smirks.
"That doesn't sound like a bad idea." I smirk back, tugging on the labels of his jacket kissing him.
"It doesn't does it? But! You're going to wear it anyway." He says. I frown at him and he kisses my lips, laughing at my pouting face.
We're all ready to go. I'm all strapped into my life jacket and the sails are now down. I am standing between Christian's legs again and we are steering the boat back to the marina. Every now and then Christian kisses my neck and nibbles on my earlobe but each time I jab him with my elbow. I am trying to concentrate here! Christian eventually places his hands around my waist letting me have full control of The Grace.
The wind is blowing through my hair, and the sun is warming my skin. This is a day I do not want to forget. But knowing our luck something bad will happen soon enough.
We make it back to the marina and Christian reverses the boat back in her place perfectly, not letting me go. He made me help him, even though we all know he doesn't need any help.
"Thank you for the most perfect day ever, Christian." I say turning in his hold.
"My pleasure, Ana. I will do anything for you." He cups my faces and leans in to kiss me. "Thank you for being in my life. For being my life." He whispers, smiling at me for what seems like the hundredth time today. I simply smile back and kiss him again.
"Come on you two! Let's head home!" Elliot shouts. I glance down at everyone they have already started to make their way to the cars.
"Let's go." He says.
"Home sweet home!" Elliot says, as he stretches walking into the house. It's so nice and warm inside. I shrug both mine and Christian's coats off.
"Did you really where two coats, Ana?" Kate asks.
"Yes. I was freezing cold at one point."
"How about some hot chocolate?" Mia asks. She's the last one to walk in. "I can feel the snow." I look at her really weird. Snow? What snow?
"Don't listen to her. She says that every year." Christian says, reading my mind again.
"A hot chocolate sounds wonderful, Mia. Marshmallows and cream?"
"Of course." She chimes, and scurries to the kitchen.
Everyone goes their own ways. Grace joins Mia in the kitchen while Carrick wonders into his study, working on some big case. Christian and I go sit in the family room. Kate and Elliot must have gone up stairs. The less I know about that the better. I notice the fire is burning away so I go sit on the rug near it. I slip my shoes and socks off and sit stretching my feet out near the warmth. It's so nice I lay back and close my eyes. All too soon Christian's hands are roaming my body. He leans down kissing my neck.
"I would love to fuck you in front of our fire at our new home." He whispers into my ear. God that makes me tighten my thighs together. His lips move along my jaw line to my lips. He pushes his tongue into my mouth making me moan.
"Shhh. Later." He whispers. "Or. I can make you even more frustrated till we go home tomorrow." He smirks down at me.
"You are so mean!" I squeal, lightly punching his chest. He grabs it and starts kissing my knuckles.
"You're so violent, Mrs Grey. I may have to punish you." He murmurs seductively. I deliberately bite my lip and he groans at me.
"You guys! Have some dignity!" Elliot says, walking in.
"Seriously! Are you constantly watching out to when you can walk in on us?!" Christian yells. He leans up and clambers to his feet. I sit up and I am about to follow him but he signals for me to stay where I am.
"You relax and warm up. I'll get your drink." He says and walks to the kitchen, giving a death glare to Elliot as he walks past him, but Elliot just smiles him off.
"So, my little sister. How are we?" he asks, walking over to me and sitting on the rug with his legs crossed. Just like Christian.
"Fine thank you, and you? Where's Kate?"
"I'm good. Oh she's just um...sorting herself out." He says, a blush creeping up on his face. Yeah. Don't go there. "How's little grey doing?" Oh thank god he changed the subject!
"This little one is doing good." I place my hands on my stomach. "I am looking forward to not having morning sickness anymore." I giggle.
"For you, it seems all day sickness." He chuckles. I glare at him. Not funny! "Ok, ok. Sorry! You've been hanging around my brother too much!" he laughs.
"I will agree with you there." I join him. I am in hysterics after that. Damn these hormones! I am now on my back holding my stomach as the laughing continues.
"What on earth are you laughing about, Ana?" Kate asks.
"I have no idea anymore."
"Ok..." she smiles at me and sits on the couch near Elliot, which he automatically leans against next to her leg. She starts playing with his hair and he turns his head up to her and smiles. They are so in love. Kate finally found someone who won't break her heart. I wish I could say the same about Christian and me, but we've had our rough moments. I just stare at their love for each not even realising I have tears down my face.
"Hey, baby. Why are you crying?" Christian asks, as he holds out my mug of hot chocolate will all the trimmings and more.
"Oh nothing. Just these hormones getting the better of me." I laugh away, wiping the tears. I take the hot chocolate and drool at the site and smell of it. So it's sweet things you want then, hey little Blip?
"I think someone is happy for you to have that." Christian says to me, as he returns sitting next to me. My back now against the sofa. Christian wraps his arm around my shoulders and we sit like this for ages. Talking, laughing and drinking with everyone. So much peace. Tomorrow we go home. I don't know how that makes me feel.
I sit in silence the whole evening, occasionally questioned if I was ok. I am. Just enjoying the moment really. Dinner flies by and I am hit by an overwhelming need to sleep. While the table is being cleared I sit back in my chair and relax. My eyelids become heavy and start to close.
"Come on, Mrs Grey. I think you need to go to bed." Christian says, leaning on the back of my chair.
"Ok.." I murmur. I am about to stand but Christian decides to carry me up instead. I wrap my arms around his neck and lean my head on his shoulder, whilst inhaling his scent.
"Night you two!" someone says. I am half asleep already to pay attention.
"Night." Christian replies. I feel him climbing the stairs now.
"I hope I'm not too heavy." I mumble sleepily.
"Oh Ana. You aren't, nor will you be, too heavy for me to carry." He says, kissing my head. I smile softly.
"I'm just going strip you down ok?" he asks. I mumble some sort of sound to him as he lays me on the bed. He unzips then pulls my jeans down and off, then followed by my jumper and shirt.
"A might fine view, Mrs Grey." I know he's smiling. I can't help but smile and blush. I try to lift my tired arms to unclasp my bra but Christian takes over. Jeez! Why am I so tired? I'm like an infant who ran around for only half an hour or an hour. Next I feel him sitting me up and putting a t-shirt over me. I try my best to help him.
"Sleep. My beautiful wife." He lifts me again and lays me on my side of the bed and covers me over. I hear him striping off his clothes and soon he is beside me. My back to his front like we normally do. His arms around me and my hands on his.
Tomorrow we go home. Tomorrow we go back to the chaos. Someone or maybe it is Elena, wants me dead. Has she gone mental or something? On that thought I drift into an unpleasant sleep, knowing that a nightmare may occur.
A/N: I hope you liked this one. Next chapter there is going to be some drama! Reviews much loved!