Christian looked at his sister with surprise but said nothing, merely nodding. Ivy raised her eyebrows in surprise but said nothing. The elevator doors opened and he was greeted with a look around the gigantic open plan apartment.

It had stone floors the whole way through, white pillars supporting the high ceiling and a huge, open plan setting. It was decorated beautifully, somehow cosy and warm at the same as looking like something out of a luxury catalogue. The kitchen was huge, all black and white work tops and state of the art equipment, a dining long dining table beside it, ten white chairs around it. He noted the expensive paintings on the walls and the enormous vases of stunning flowers around the place.

'You've got a nice place, is it just the two of you here?'. A barking noise interrupted them and the scampering of paws on the stone as Ivy smile a little 'us and Milo yes'.

The little puppy appeared, a black Labrador with a furiously wagging tail and too-big paws. He was adorable and was licking Ivy's face as she bent down to scratch behind the dogs ears. Ivy saw Christian's expression 'you're not really a dog person I assume?'. He shook his head and Ivy shrugged off her jacket and heels 'well lets hope you're a baby person'.

Christian paled 'what?'.

Ivy slipped up onto the kitchen countertop, eyebrow raised 'you are aware that Ana's in her early 20's, you get married now, she'll want kids, you're not exactly old either but I can assume she'll want them at some point'.

Christian nodded slowly, thinking deeply, 'Christian, just discuss it with her, that's assuming you two get much conversation done'. He looked up sharply, Milo sniffing his leg curiously 'what's that supposed to mean?'.

She didn't need to say anything, he knew inherently what she was talking about, Christian looked a little defeated.

Ivy looked over her brother warily 'you know that it was what caused her to leave. It wasn't the fact you attacked Daniel, I was only going to go for a few weeks to let you calm down...then I found out about your 'little secret' and it just made me think- what did I have left in Seattle? Or even Washington frankly. I've served my use to Dad with the transplant, everyone I was at school with was way older than me anyway... I don't really want to go back and live with the people who used to give me drugs...and Seattle wasn't a place I wanted to be'.

Christian swallowed 'look, Ivy, can we talk about...what you saw?'. She nodded awkwardly but her beeping phone interrupted them.

Ivy answered, eyes darkening and her lips setting in a hard line as she listened, muttering a cold 'thanks, keep me updated' before hanging up.

Christian raised an eyebrow in question and Ivy sighed, looking intensely annoyed 'did you tell my mother where I was?'. He looked genuinely shocked 'no, why?'.

Ivy tapped her phone in and absent minded way 'well that was my security guy, turns out my Mum landed an hour ago in San Francisco'.

At that moment Milo started barking and running past, making both Christian and Ivy turn around. Daniel was standing just outside of the open lift door, holding a huge bunch of roses, wearing a dark navy suit. As his eyes registered Christian they darkened and his voice was low and threatening

'what the fuck are you doing in my house?'

Let me know what you think x