Readers … the time is here :(

This is the second to last chapter I will be writing for this story.

I just want to say how thankful I am to every single one of you. This story has truly been one of my greatest achievements and I cannot tell you how much joy I have had in creating the plot and writing a story which has been close to my heart for so long now.

But mainly the friends I have made through reading this is by far the greatest thing that has come out of being a fanfiction author. I have loved every single message and review and will never forget the amazing patience and support you have all given me.

Please please please do not forget me as an author as I going to keep writing for as long as I can. Although this story is coming to an end there are many more to come. I am a huge hunger games fan and also a dr who addict. Who knows where my mind will take me next and I pray that I will have your support on those works as well.

All my thanks for being my amazing readers

Alexandra xxx

Esmeralda's Pov

He hasn't moved since he entered Tori's room, just stood painfully still beside her bedside, his clear blue eyes locked on her sleeping body. My heart is in my stomach as I stand on the other side watching him , wondering what I should say , if there is anything I can do to make him feel better , because right now it's clear he's both shocked and hurt by my lies. Just like everyone else. Gulping back a breath I square my shoulders and will my voice to keep strong.

"I'm sorry Ethan" he doesn't even look at me but I know he's heard me, mainly by the way his shoulders tense and the sharp breath he takes in. A painful silence follows before finally his eyes meet mine, the sheer anger within them takes my breath away and I have to sit back down in fear my legs will give way.

"You're sorry? You accused me of raping you and then gave birth to my child and decided not to fucking tell me, I think I deserve more than a measly sorry Esmeralda!" I feel my body flinch against the harshness in his voice, looking down at the ground as tears fill my eyes.

"I'm sorry, I know I can't take back the hurt I've caused" my tears are now sliding down my cheeks, staining my skin.

"Don't you dare play the victim Esmeralda this could have all been resolved if you'd told me. I would have helped you, supported you, god I would have been there for Victoria!" I shake my head in regret, feeling a heavy guilt press down on my shoulders as Ethan speaks.

"I didn't know for sure if she was yours, I panicked. I was 21 for god sake I was scared!" I can't stop my voice from raising to a shouting level , my shoulder shaking as I remember the terror I felt when I fell pregnant , how scared I was about leaving Christian and the fear I felt that I'd have to bring a child up alone. Not once did I think about Ethan and the night we'd shared, Christian was the last man I'd slept with when I found out about my pregnancy so I told myself that he was the father.

"Then you check Esmee! You don't just pretend to the world that you have a daughter by a man that use to fucking beat you! Do you have any idea how much this is going to ruin my life! I have a fiancée, a career! Now everything's going to change" I close my eyes as his words hit me like knives, the deep dark hatred he probably has for me right now cuts right into my heart sending shivers of sorrow through me. The last sentence however knocks me over the edge and I burst into sobs, my gasps for breath filling the small hospital room.

Within seconds I'm being pulled from my chair and guided outside , my eyes are shut in an attempt to stop my tears but the sound of the door closing behind me tells me we're in the corridor , heading down towards what I'm guessing is the hospitals exit.

Another door is opened and then there is sun on my face, opening my eyes I see that Ethan's taken me to the hospital's gardens, probably so my crying didn't wake our daughter. I let him lead me over to a cushioned swing chair. I take a few deep breaths to stop the tears that are still flowing down my cheeks. I notice that Ethan doesn't join me on the swing set but instead stands directly in front of me, his broad strong shoulders shadowing me as his intense eyes burn into mine.

"Start talking Esmee. No more tears, no more drama" I wipe my eyes and nod in agreement, now is not the time to cry, I am not the victim in all this. I am the person who's caused the pain.

"What do you want to know?" I whisper, staring down at the floor so as not to face to deep disappointment he must have for me.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU FUCKING TELL ME!" he yells and the other people in the gardens stare over at us , god how we must look with him shouting and me crying so dramatically. I don't shush him though cuz I know he needs to shout needs to rid himself of his pent up anger in some way.

"I was scared" I whisper weakly, still not looking at him. Before I know it he's knelt down in front of me, making me stare into his stunning blue eyes, although there's no warmth in those eyes, just cold dark disgust.

"Not good enough Esmee, we all get scared but that doesn't make us lie to someone for nearly 8 fucking years!" I shudder at his harsh tone and close my eyes as more tears fall down my cheeks.

"I thought she was my boyfriends, he was the last man I'd slept with when I found out I was pregnant. I was 20 years old Ethan! I wasn't thinking logically" the worlds fall out of my mouth as he pushes back to his feet and starts pacing in front of me, loosening his tie as if it's suffocating him.

"Christian" he almost spits out the name and my heart turns to ice.

"How did you…" he cuts me off with a dead glance.

"I already knew, but I needed to hear it from your mouth. Was Christian the guy who hit you?" all the air in my lungs vanishes and I clutch onto my stomach as sickness washes over me. How does he know? What if Christian finds out others know? He'll be furious with me, even more furious then he is now if that's even possible.

"Ethan I can't tell you…" once again he cuts me off.

"Don't you dare defend him again? That pitiful excuse of a man has hurt two women who I cared about; he does not deserve your defence" his eyes are void of emotion but the tensed muscles of his fist and shoulders tells me his fuming inside.

"You care about me?" hope rushes through me as I stand , hesitantly moving towards him , longing to feel his strong arms engulf me like they once did , taste the sweetness of his lips before he whispers his true feelings for me. But he stops me with a raised hand.

"Cared, past tense Esmeralda. Look I'm sorry this has happened to you and but I have my life , a fiancé whom I love and a family who I care for deeply and however much I wish I'd been there to see Victoria grow up I can't just have her be slotted into my life like this. Too much has happened. I will of course help you financially and wish you and Victoria the best in life" he says with a nod and I can feel my body shaking and my cheeks becoming wet but I don't feel myself crying , instead I feel lost as I watch him walk away. Leaving me truly alone.

I stand there, watching the spot where he had stood, before composing myself and going back to my daughter's room. Opening the door I see she's awake, her little eyes barely open but she's moving, stretching out to find some water. I rush over and grab her Disney Princess cup I'd brought from home and fill it up for her, lifting it to her lips and waiting for her to drink. Seconds pass and then she's moving away from the cup and smiling up at me, her fingers reaching out to brush away some stray tears from my eyes.

"Mummy, your crying, is you sad?" she asks me, her beautiful soft little voice washing away the dark depression that had threatened to engulf me outside. I shake my head and take her hand, holding it tight as I stroke her soft curls.

"No my darling, I'm just so happy that your awake. Listen to me Tori…" she cuts me off.

"Victoria, I prefer Victoria now mummy" she says and my heart breaks for the hundredth time this month.

Anastasia's POV

My eyes still feel heavy after hours off undisturbed sleep , although I still make myself wake up in time to feed Teddy when he wakes , feeling myself relax completely as I cradle his head as he sucks from me. My voice instantly singing to him, a soft melody which seems to calm him as much as it calms me.

"I didn't know you could sing" I jump slightly causing Teddy to lose his grip on my nipple , he whimpers slightly before I lift his head and wait for him to attach his lips once again. Then I look up at the man who'd spoken, feeling extremely exposed to this man even though he's seen all of me more times than I can count.

"Christian you know you're not supposed to be in here" I say softly, feeling my heart contract at the sight of him. He's dressed in a black shirt and soft grey trousers but they look as if they haven't been ironed in days , has he changed at all this week?

His hair is clean and wavy as usual but it's not as styled as usual. His eyes however are bright, gleaming with some unknown happiness, and then I see that his eyes are locked on our feeding son, watching his hand curl on my chest as his lips suck away at me.

"I heard you singing, I couldn't stop myself Ana" he says, moving his eyes to meet mine and I have to choke back a sob as my heart pangs for him. How hard this must be for him, but then isn't it what I'd wanted? To cause him pain?

Have I really become that kind of woman? To hurt a man who is so obviously still hurting from his past abuse?

Perhaps it's time to end this, I've made him pay, now it's time to start rebuilding my life, our life, a life spent making a happy home for our family.

"Christian?" my breath catches slightly and I feel Teddy pull away from my chest , his arms moving out towards his father as his eyes widen , my little man is now completely awake and in need of burping.

"Yes Ana?" he doesn't look at me , instead he sits down in the armchair next to my bedside and watches Teddy , the most amazing smile on his lips as our son reaches out to him .

I almost breakdown as I see Christian physically have to stop himself reaching out to take Teddy from my arms , knowing its killing him to restrain himself like this just makes my mind up. I need to do this; I need to fix our family because without my family I am nothing. I am a mother and a wife and even though my husband broke my heart he will make it up to me. He may be hard work but then so am I, I am not the same girl that fell into his office all that time ago, I've had to grow up dramatically and perhaps lost the innocence I once possessed but then I've also helped change someone's life, made them stop seeing the world as black and see the light that surrounds him. Perhaps me losing my innocence and naivety have been a sacrifice, a sacrifice needed to bring happiness back to Christian Grey.

Now it's my son's turn to save his father, save him from the sadness he almost got lost to once again. This isn't the end of Ana and Christian but the beginning of the Grey's family. And so when I clear my throat I say the words I know will save my family.

"Would you like to hold your son?" and just like that he's back , back to being my beacon of love and hope , back to being my other half and soul mate throughout my life , back to being the man I always knew he was but never knew how to reach until he let me in fully.

Christian POV

The world goes silent for a moment after she speaks, letting me fully take in those seven words, would you like to hold your son? I can't even take them in because they belong in my dreams and yet here she is, the woman I owe everything to once again bringing my dreams out of my head and into reality.

I can't speak , words just don't feel right because I know there is nothing I can say that will properly describe how much I long to feel my son. So instead I just gulp and nod, my eyes trained on his out stretched arms, somehow knowing this is what he wants as well. Ana sits up slightly and gently places him in my arms, cradling his small head until she's sure I've got him secure, then she lays back and covers her bare chest with her nightgown, her smile is like pure honey on warm ice cream and I send a silent prayer in thanks for having her. Then I look down and my heart sings with joy, my little baby boy is smiling as well, his cute little button nose is scrunched up as he giggles and I notice its exactly like Ana's.

His giggle causes her to giggle and suddenly the room is filled with the most beautiful sounds known to man. I quickly glance up at my wife and see she's watching my intently , a small nervous smile on her lips but also there's a slight fear hidden behind her gorgeous blue eyes , a fear I know comes from the pain I've recently caused her. Its then that I decide to never stop proving to her how much she means to me , to never ever take her or the rest of my family for granted , because I know that without them I am nothing. Before having money and being in control where my biggest driving forces but now I see that Ana is my only driving force, she is the reason I wake up in the morning and the reason I work as hard as I do, it is my soul job on this planet to ensure this extraordinary woman is taken cared for but above all make sure that each and every day of her life she knows that she is loved.

Our baby suddenly stops giggling and bursts into tears , sending pure panic surging through me and I jump in my chair , my heartbeat increasing dramatically as I search his tiny body for any sign of injury , loosening my grip on his in case it's me that's causing him pain.

Ana moves quickly and cradles our sons head as I panic, making sure I don't drop him, then she places a hand on my shoulder and sooths me with her explanation and instructions.

"Christian calm down he's fine I promise , I think he needs a change of dipper , all that giggling after being fed probably didn't help him" she explains with a giggle and strokes our sons cheek softly , as I hold him close. Then she goes to get out of bed but something makes me stop her, taking a deep breath I close my eyes and place a kiss on our son's forehead as he finally stops crying and instead whimpers for attention.

"Can I do it?" I ask and she raises an eyebrow at me in humour, a cheeky little smirk on her lips making her look truly devious and sexy.

"You want to change his diaper?" I nod and she giggles softly, nodding whilst tucking a strand of hair behind her cute little ears.

"Be my guest , you'll be doing them when he comes home with us anyway so you might as well learn now" she giggles again and my heart shoots to the stars , especially as I listen to her say the words home and we in the same sentence. My biggest fear was that she'd want a divorce, leaving me alone; something I know would have killed me.

"I'll have you know I changed Mia's diapers once" I laugh with her and watch as she climbs back into bed and folds her arms across her chest, looking very much the strong independent woman I love.

"Go on then Mr Grey, Teddy won't wait forever he's probably very uncomfortable right now" I cuddle our son then stop when I realise what she's called him.

"Is Teddy his name?" I say as I place him down on the changing table , laughing softly as he wiggles around on the plastic of the table , hmm seems he doesn't like cheap stuff even at his young age , he's definitely my son.

"Oh I thought you knew, Teddy is my nickname for him but he's called Theodore. I know I should have spoken to you about it but when I held him it just felt right, I know your granddad is called Theodore as well so I didn't think you'd mind" she explains and it's almost impossible for me to not go to her and kiss her deeply, she'd given him the name I'd dreamt about, the name I'd thought off when I was watching him through the nursery window. How can it be that she is just so perfect?

"I love that name Anastasia , its perfect for him , and Teddy is the perfect nickname for him" I change Teddy quickly and lift him back into my arms , smiling as he nuzzles his head against my chest and slowly starts to fall asleep. Looking up at Ana I see that she too is starting to fall asleep, although the smile on her lips tells me that I've passed the first step of her father test. Leaning over her as her eyes close I whisper softly in her ear.

"Thank you for making my dreams come true Ana, I swear to you on our son that I will make this up to you, I will never hurt you like I did. You are my soul mate, the light to my darkness, the key to my heart" then I move away and watch her drift off into a dream filled slumber.

Moving to the small cot at the end of Ana's room I slowly place Teddy down , smiling as his tiny fingers stay clasped around my finger before gently letting go and curling up into a small fist , his little chest rising and falling as he too drifts off into a slumber like his beautiful mother. I kneel down and watch him for what seems like hours. Thinking over the life I will provide for my family, the places I will take them and the things I can teach him while I watch him grow, knowing that he will become the most perfect man that we can be proud of. He will have the life I never had, with Ana as a mother Theodore Grey will have everything he wants but ask for nothing but love, he will be kind and gentle to all he meets.

"You are the gem of my life son, I promise to protect you, to pick you up when you fall and teach you the life lessons I was never taught. You will be happy my boy , that I promise you" I whisper before moving to the armchair next to Ana , taking her hand as she sleeps I stare at the wedding band I gave her , remembering the promises I made on that most magnificent day.

"I will make it up to you Anastasia; you have made me the happiest man alive. I love you"