Disclaimer: I don't own Fifty Shades of Grey

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Christian's POV

I look around the room and sigh at the pink explosion. I understand that little girls mean all things pink but we can't throw some purple or yellow in? Today is Ana's baby shower. She is thirty five weeks pregnant. My mother organized the whole thing meaning everyone is here. She decided not to make it female exclusive like most people do. I sit next to Ana and let my hand roam over the mountain that is her stomach. I love her but...How big is this child going to be? Ana has gained forty pounds and she still has five weeks to go.

Carson has a count down until Ana's due date. He really is going to be the best big brother. He's already her protector. He reads to Ana's stomach at night, insisting that even though she isn't born yet, his little sister deserves a bedtime story. The first time he felt the baby kicked, he was a little freaked out. That faded quickly and his curiosity was on high. He loved to watch his little sister move around. He learned that when you tap on the side of Ana's stomach, the baby would kick back.

We've decided to officially name the baby Emma. We decided that we would give her a middle name. After begging for three days straight, we decided to let Carson pick the middle name. We were afraid that he would pick names from his favorite tv shows but he surprised us with the perfect name. He said he like the name Jayde. So our daughter's full name is Emma Jayde Grey. Ana's parents wanted Emma's last name to be Steele-Grey but Ana wouldn't hear of it. She was adamant that Emma only had my last name. That a child deserves to have his or her father's last name.

I look out over the back yard. Some of the people at the baby shower brought their children who are Carson's age. They're all playing on the playground we got for Carson and later for Emma when she can play on it. Carson is playing on the monkey bars, when he makes it to the other side, he rushes to the slide and goes down. I turn back to the party and smile at Ana. She smiles back and pecks me on the lips. Our relationship has been great. Perfect almost. I still haven't said 'I love you'. I'm scared that I'll fuck it all up. I'd never survive if I lost Ana.

A gut clenching scream erupts from the back yard. Ana and I shoot out of our seats and outside. Carson is laying on the ground under the monkey bars clutching his arm. His face is bright red and tears fall down his face. His sobs break my heart. Ana and I are on the ground next to him instantly. We look at his arm and notice that it's black and blue and already swelling. Shit.

" Carson, sweetie you have to let your arm go. It's only gonna hurt more if you pull on it.", Ana says in a comforting voice. She pushes his hair out of his face. I gently move his hand away and Ana instantly latches onto it. She lets him squeeze her hands as I look at it, making sure the bone didn't come out and that he didn't have any cuts.

" Alright bud, I'm gonna pick you up. We have to get to the doctor.", I kiss his forehead and gently lift him off the ground. Ana sits with him in the backseat, stroking his hair and making sure he's ok. Elena would have never done that with him.

We get to the hospital in record time. The doctors lay an ice pack softly on his arm as we head to his room. The nurse say that someone will come get him soon to take him to get x-rays but there's most definitely a break. Ten minutes later, a nurse enters as they start wheeling him out, Carson wails.

" No! Mommy! I want Mommy!", he reaches with his good arm towards Ana. Tears fill her eyes. A combination of happiness and sadness overcome her face. Happiness because he's called her mommy. Sadness because as much as she wants to, she can't go with him. She can't be around the x-rays due to her pregnancy. She kisses his forehead and promises that she'll be here as soon as he gets back. As Carson and the nurse disappear down the hall, Ana bursts into tears. I rub her back and try to comfort her. It's almost an hour before Carson is finally back in the room.

Ana doesn't leave his side again. The doctor says that luckily it was a clean break but there's two breaks. The only major downside is that since it was his upper arm, the cast would have to go all the way up and stay on for seven to ten weeks. He turns to Carson and asks what color he'd like. Carson sniffles and quietly whispers 'Pink'. We're all surprised. We ask him why he wants pink and not blue or red. He smiles sweetly looks at Ana's stomach.

" My cast is still gonna be on when Emma gets here. All her stuff is pink so it's probably gonna be her favorite color.", He replies. All of our hearts melt in an instant. It's clear how much he loves his baby sister and she's not even here yet.

The casting takes about an hour. They put Carson under for it, not wanting to risk him feeling any pain. Ana goes to the cafeteria and gets him a giant cookie and a pop for when he wakes up. I look at her and smile. It doesn't matter that they haven't known each other long and that they aren't blood, Carson is her son. Her little boy. I know she loves him just as much as she loves Emma. I need to tell her that I love her soon. I need to make her mine in every way.

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Sooo, Poor Carson! Review your thoughts?!