Might seem a bit of an odd chapter, it's largely memories but the part at the end is what I think you'll have been waiting for.

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Christian hadn't slept for what felt like forever. There wasn't a lot he could do, the Israeli's and his security guys were doing everything they could. He was more of a hindrance than a help, pacing wildly up and down the apartment.

He felt physically ill and at Ari's gently muttered encouragement, Christian moved off to his bed, where he fell asleep quickly.

It was a heavy sleep, he was still fully clothed and he was so physically exhausted that be barely registered that Ana wasn't next to him, as normally he couldn't sleep without her there.

Christian didn't sleep well, the worry for his little girl, fiancée and their unborn baby causing him to fall into a turbulent sleep punctuated by memories from over the years.

Jade was nearly sixteen, long black hair, dark clothes, and an incredibly angry outlook on life, her temper worse and worse by the day. She'd have screaming and shouting matches with Christian every bloody day.

She'd been with her Hebrew tutor immediately after school had finished and was meant to be back two hours before, but she still hadn't come home.

Christian was sitting in the main room of Escala, tapping the cream sofa's arm rest agitatedly, sitting alone in the evening and waiting for Jade to come home.

This was a regular occurrence recently, Jade would manage to shake off her security regularly and then not come home for hours at a time

She eventually come home as the sun had gone down, her school uniform a mess and her hair in a messy high ponytail, her school skirt rolled up short and her white blouse was roughly un-tucked, her long socks pulled up and Christian looked over her quickly 'you look like a prostitute Jade'.

She rolled her eyes and dropped her bag on the floor, and he realized the smell of cannabis coming off her, the glazed look in her eyes and the stilted, languorous way she was walking to the dining table, slouching down on one of the chairs, only a few meters away from Christian.

Christian's eyes darkened 'are you high?' she simply shrugged 'why do you give a shit?'. He looked even angrier 'because you're my daughter- if anyone saw you out and using drugs it would be all over the papers-'.

Jade stood up so sharply that the chair fell over behind her, looking furious as she stormed out, Christian following her swiftly, calling her name.

'Jade-Jade-Jade get back here right now!'. She turned back around 'what? What the fuck do you want now?'. She wasn't steady on her feet and Christian could see that she looked a little glazed 'what are you worried about?

'I don't want my daughter to be taking drugs, you have no idea what they do to someone Jade'. She rolled her eyes, voice cold 'it's not my fault what happened 'Dad', your mum and me aren't the same fucking thing, I don't need 'saving'.

Christian blinked 'it looks to me like you do'.

Jade looked angry again

'if I'm fucked up we all know where the problem lies don't we- might be something to do with my mum dumping me like trash, having to keep her a fucking secret all my life because it's your dirty little secret, and because I've got a father who just proved me right'.

Christian cocked his head to one side 'what do you mean 'proved me right' Jade?'.

Her eyes were sad and she sighed slightly 'If I get high my dads first worry is whether or not it's in the papers, you haven't even asked what I took. I'm going to stay with Elliot for a few days'. Christian moved closer to her but Jade stepped back sharply

'you physically don't know how to be a father do you? Taylor gives more of a shit than you do, and Elliot's the Dad I never had'.

Christian looked affronted 'what's that supposed to mean?'. Jade's voice was quieter, sadder 'go on Dad, what's my favourite colour?'.

He was silent for a second 'yellow?'.

Jade's eyes filled with hot, angry tears

'no...it's blue, not even close, I don't think I own anything yellow at all Dad, and it's always been blue, since I was a kid. I want to point out that Taylor knows that'. Jade turned on her heel and left the room, slamming her bedroom door hard behind herself.

Jade was seventeen and Christian was watching her at her birthday meal, her while family around her. She had been such an angry child only a year before, but she had discovered just how good she was at painting, and it seemed to be a good way for her to work through things. He didn't know what her plans were for the next few years or if there even were any frankly.

She was smart, he'd give her that, but he couldn't see her going to University, and if she did it would be purely to placate him, not for her. Christian would much rather Jade did something with her life that made her happy, than something that he forced her into.

He loved her, of course he did, he just didn't have any idea of whether she even knew, let alone how he could show her any of his emotions let alone love. Of course, he had no idea at this point that she'd already made her mind up to leave for Israel in a year.

In all the panic and confusion as his parents brought in the tiny baby from the doorstep, Christian couldn't help but simply stare at the little crying child.

Everyone was moving quickly around him but as the baby opened her eyes, her grey eyes met Christian's and she stopped crying immediately, looking confused and gurgling slightly.

He wasn't even really an adult himself, frankly he'd wandered why Elena had disappeared for a few months, now he knew why. He'd been finally getting back with good grades at school, and now there was a bloody baby on the doorstep.

Mia was making a move for the baby and Christian moved in her way, she was barely a child herself and the last thing he wanted was for her to drop the baby.

He swiftly leant over and picked the child up from the carrier seat. She looked happier instantly and Christian felt how cold her little pink baby grow was and instinctively started lightly rubbing at her sides to get the trapped cold air out.

Down in his arms the little girl was looking up at him sleepily, raising a tiny hand towards him.

He didn't know why but Christian sat gently down on the sofa beside him, adjusting the little girl softly and reaching a finger out towards her. She gripped his finger tightly and gurgled loudly, looking happy again, chewing toothlessly on his index finger.

Grace and Carrick looked around quickly, realising the baby was no longer in her baby seat.

They both went silent when they saw their middle child -the one who never ever allowed anyone to hug him properly or made any effort to show any affection to any one- sat on the sofa with the little girl in his arms, looking at her with amazement and confusion as she sucked on his finger.

Christian held the envelope in his hands, flipping it through his long thin fingers quickly, deep in thought about the DNA results within it.

They'd named the little girl Jade and his parents had been treating her as their granddaughter, changing her, feeding her, and caring for her.

Elliot had taken a very protective role over the baby girl, and Mia was seemingly happy she had a new 'doll to play with' as she had said.

Christian was deep in thought, thinking of that tiny little baby back at his house, with the lightly tanned skin and the perfect grey eyes.

She hadn't really stopped smiling since getting to the Grey house, and Christian didn't know what to do.

If she wasn't his baby, she would most likely be sent into care, or adopted by another family. Admittedly Elliot or his own parents would possibly take the baby in, but that could take a long time, and it might not even happen. She could spend years in care.

Christian couldn't let that happen, the affection he had for that little girl completely confused him but he knew that somehow, he'd keep her safe. Jade was his daughter, regardless of what the little slip of paper in the envelope said.

Christian stood up swiftly, dropping the envelope into a bin as he walked out of the building and headed home to tell his parents the news. They had a Granddaughter, though he didn't mention the possibility she was someone else's. He didn't do it for his own benefit, to have a daughter- he did it to protect her.

He'd seen what Lincoln James had done to Elena, and as bad a parent as he might be to Jade, Lincoln would have been far worse.

Outside of Christian's fractured memory filled dreams, Lincoln James was standing in front of Jade on the other side of the City. He sneered slightly at her, looking down with clear dislike.

'you're a stupid little girl Jade. You've got a child at home and you'd rather die than let your pathetic excuse of a mother take your place? Well, I hope you find solace in this 'sacrifice' of yours'.

Jade grimaced at Lincoln 'you have no idea who I am do you?'. He half ignored her; cocking his gun by his side as Jade didn't falter

'you're my father'.

If she'd been hoping to get Lincoln James' attention, Jade had managed it, his grey eyes meeting her own.

Please Review and let me know what you think.

The reason I sort of went back in time with the memories was to get back to Jade as a baby and the DNA test situation really.

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