Okay, I know I promised that this chapter would be about Christian visiting Ella's grave, but since this story tends to surprise me by taking turns even I didn't see coming I decided to deal with this new twist in this chapter and have the grave visit next chapter, so you get two shorter chapters instead of one long chapter. And because both chapters are shorter I will post the chapter 41 tommorrow.

Ana's POV

It's been two weeks since I had to go see Dr. Greene because of my weight loss and my blood work came back perfect. I started to eat a little more than I actually should and now my weight is going up instead of down. I never thought that there would come a time in my life where I would be happy to gain weight, but now I am. Dr. Greene thinks my metabolism just needs more calories than usual to function properly and I feel much better now.

Next week we are flying to Aspen. I can't wait to see Kate and have her tell me all about her honeymoon with Elliot. Their wedding was beautiful, a little over the top, but absolutely beautiful. I still have to laugh thinking about her grandpa. While I was on my way to the restroom, I heard him talk to Kate's dad, telling him that he owed him 100 bucks now because apparently when Kate was a little girl he told her dad that she would get pregnant before her wedding. I know, many would think that this is a terrible thing to say for a grandfather, but he is a guy who says what ever comes to his mind and most of the time I can't stop laughing while his family is embarrassed about his behavior.

While they exchanged their vows Elliot was actually sobbing his way through the vows and I know Christian will tease him mercilessly about it. Of course, just like at Christian's and my wedding Grace was crying most of the time. I guess she already gave up hope that both of her boys would ever settle down, so seeing them getting married makes her so happy she can't help but cry. But I know, I will be just like her when Teddy gets married one day. Damn, he is not even born and I already tear up thinking that one day my little baby boy will be all grown up and leave home.

"Mrs. Grey, we are ready if you want to leave now?" I look up at Ryan who is standing at the door of the library and nod. Today is Tuesday and I promised my dad to look at some apartments with him. He doesn't want to spend much for rent, because according to him all he needs is a place to sleep at night and heat a pizza. Christian and I went with him last week to look at apartments he wanted to rent and I had a rather heated argument with my dad. I get it, he doesn't need a 5 bedroom apartment, but the places he looked at were in the worst part of Seattle and in the second building a woman offered Taylor who was with us that day a blowjob for 20 bucks. At that point I had enough and wanted to leave, but my dad insisted to at least have a look at the apartment and truth be told, I have shoeboxes that are bigger.

I nearly expired when my Dad told me he liked the place and would apply to rent it. I told him there was no way in hell my father would live in such a shit hole and he told me to mind my own business. I started to cry and told him not to expect me to come to his funeral if he got himself killed living in a house full of prostitutes and drug addicts. At this point Christian asked me to get some fresh air and Taylor followed me outside. While I was outside to calm down he talked to Ray explaining him that even though it was his choice if he liked the place he also had to consider how it would make Christian and me look if the media would report about it.

Finally, my dad came clean about his situation and told Christian that my mother not only stopped paying for the house in Montesano, but also for Jenny's treatment. He never had much savings and they are all gone by now. In reality he hated the place, but couldn't afford anything else. Christian understood that my dad would never accept for us to just buy him a place, so he offered that we would buy a place he likes and that he would pay just a very little rent. Thank god, he accepted it, so I looked around for apartments I thought my dad would like and today we are going to see them.

I also took offer the payments for Jenny's treatment and called my mother to let her have it for her behavior. She just told me she needed the money she had for herself and since I had so much money it would be an easy thing for me to pay for it. That pissed me off so bad I hung up on her. After all it was her who told me she would pay for it when I offered to do it. I was so mad and upset about that phone call that Christian told me that I was no longer allowed to contact her as long as I am pregnant and actually that works well for me.

30 minutes later we pick my dad up at the construction side he was working at today and drive to the first apartment I found.

"I hope it's not some fancy place, Annie. You know I don't like all this stuff." My dad grumbles and I have to smile.

"Don't worry, it's a normal apartment building at Lake Union. I thought you would like to be close to the water, you can go fishing when ever you have a day off and the weather is good."

"There is no such thing as weather that is too bad for fishing, Annie" he tells me and I kiss his cheek.

"I know daddy. Oh, wait give me your hand." I take his hand and place it on my belly where Teddy is kicking.

"Hah, that boy already has a good firm kick. Man, that brings back memories, I still can't believe my little girl is going to be a mommy. When did I allow you to grow up that fast, Annie. Seems like yesterday when I taught you how to ride a bike." he says with a loving smile.

"I'm still little" I grin referring to the fact that I'm only 5'2 and he laughs. "That you are Annie, hell I remember the first time I held you in my arms, you were such a tiny little thing I was afraid to break you. I would always put an extra spoonful of honey into your bottle, that's how you became so chubby as a baby." he winks at me and I have to laugh. Yes, he is right I was such a chubby baby I had little rolls everywhere. Actually, I looked a little like Baby Sinclair from the TV show Dinosaurs.

"Well, good thing I'm not that chubby anymore"

"Oh, I don't know right now..." he drifts off smirking at my belly.

"Daddy, that's not funny, I'm glad I'm gaining weight again."

"Me too, Annie. So how is your brother?"

"He is fine, still into this YouTube thing, last night Christian and I had to run up into the kitchen where they were filming again. They were screaming and gagging. When we came in the were filming their self watching a clip with two girls eating their own umm you know."

"Eating what?"

"Poop" I mutter still shuddering when I think of that video. Christian nearly threw up and we only watched like 15 seconds of it.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No, it was disgusting, Christian took Patrick's laptop away and has it childproof now, you know he can't open any pages with pornographic content anymore."

"Christ, what is wrong with the world if people do that. I'm calling him tonight, that's just not acceptable." my dad mutters and I sigh.

"From what he told us, that's more like a dare than watching porn and honestly who ever goes off on that needs intensive therapy."

"But it's still not okay Annie, anyway I know you have a giant soft spot for your little brother, but I do hope this little one in here will get his boundaries set or you might be in for some trouble. Your husband is just as stubborn as you are, so this little one is going to be a handful."

"I know, wow between Christian and me little Teddy here will be stubborn as hell. Oh darn, I'm still trying not to cuss all the time. He will probably drop the f-bomb before he can say mom or dad" I groan and my dad starts to laugh.

"Don't sweat it Annie, I really tried not to cuss in front of you and your siblings and my mother, god bless her, she really let me have it when it happened."

"What happened?"

"We were at my moms, Jenny was just a couple of months old and you were almost two. You wabbled across the room landed on your little bottom and with the clearest voice you ever used until then you said fuck. Oh my mom was so mad at me, truth be told it was kind of cute though we told you not to say it again and you didn't, well at least until you were a teenager"

When we arrive at the apartment building we are greeted by Miss Olga Kelley the real estate agent Christian contacted.

"Miss Kelley, nice to meet you. I'm Anastasia Grey and this is my father Raymond Steele."

"So pleased to meet you Mrs. Grey, shall we start now or shall we wait for your husband?" she asks looking around as if Christian was hiding somewhere and I want to roll my eyes at her. Could this woman be anymore obvious.

"My husband is at work, it's just my father and I today."

"Oh, umm well let's go inside then, you will love the place. It's perfect" she says with a smile though you can clearly hear the disappointment in her voice and my dad glares at her.

The apartment she shows us is really nice. Two bedrooms, an open kitchen and livingroom, two and a half bathrooms and a balcony with a spectacular view over Lake Union. I can tell that my dad likes it, he likes to be near the water. When I was a kid he would always take me camping at Lake Sylvia in Montesano if the weather was good. Jenny didn't like it, but I really enjoyed it and knowing my dad, he will probably sleep on the balcony when ever the weather is good enough to do it.

"What do you think?" I ask him after Miss Kelley has given us a moment to talk.

"I like it Annie, it's nice, but you know I hate that you have to do this for me. This is not how things should be."

"Daddy, look I don't want to fight about this again. I understand why you don't like that I'm buying this place, but I really want to do this for you and it's not like this is going to hurt me. I have more money than I will ever be able to spend, not that I am spending any of it, because my husband insists of paying for everything I need. But the point is we are family and you taught me that in a family everyone has to be there and support the other if needed, so please let me do this for you."

"Fine, you can buy the place, I like it here and your sister will like it, too." he says and I know I should have asked him about Jenny, but for the last couple of weeks I avoided to talk about her fearing that she still isn't making any progress.

"So, how is Jenny?" I finally ask.

"Better, mad as hell that your mother decided not to visit her anymore, but it was a good thing for her, her therapist thinks he found out what triggered her hate for you."

I lean against the kitchen counter and look at my dad "Was it something that I have done?"

"No Annie, you have done nothing wrong. It was your mother and her loose mouth. A year or so before you started to see that little bastard Josh your mother and I had a rather heated discussion. We thought you kids were all outside in the backyard, Jenny wasn't she heard your mother yell at me that you were the only child she wanted to have and that I was the one insisting she would keep Jenny and Patrick when she never wanted them."
I have no idea if I should be mad or upset, hell I have no idea how to feel about this, but there is one question that is bothering me ever since all of this started.

"How could I not notice this before daddy? You know when I look back now it was pretty obvious that mom didn't care about us the way a mother should care about her kids, but she was still there for us when we needed her. Now it's like she doesn't care about us at all."

My dad just stares at me and there is something about the look in his eyes that I really don't like at all.

"Annie, how about we leave this place and find a quiet place to talk?"

"Okay, I just have to talk to Miss Kelley about the apartment, then we can leave." My dad nods and I find Miss Kelley and tell her that I want to buy the apartment and that my husband will call her tomorrow about all the details. Christian is much better with all of the paperwork and he told me he would take care of everything if my dad would find a place he likes.

We leave the apartment and find a quiet place by the lake where we sit down on a wooden bench.

"Look Annie, it is my fault that your mother changed the way she did. I knew her before you were born, I knew Frank Lambert, too. They were crazy in love, the kind of love you only find once in a lifetime."

I frown, I thought my parents only met after my birth father had passed away, why wouldn't they tell me that they knew each other?

"We didn't tell you or anyone else because of what happened between us. There was a party shortly before your mother graduated highschool. She and Frank got into an argument and he left her there. I decided to stay at the party to have an eye on her and we both got pretty drunk. I can't remember much of that night, but the next morning we woke up in my bed, naked. I promised her never to tell anyone and I didn't see her again until after she had you and your father had passed."

Oh my god, that's so weird. My parents hooked up, had a one night stand or whatever while my mom was with my birth father. Well, that explain why I had no idea that they knew each other before.

"The moment I first saw you it felt like I was holding my own child, but Carla insisted that you were Frank's daughter and I let it go. I was the one raising you, the only father you would ever know, so what difference would it make? But the older you got the more I kept asking myself if it could be true, if you could be my own flesh and blood. I asked Carla again and she got so upset, telling me that you were the one thing that still connected her to the love of her life and I would only trying to break that bond because she devoted more time to you than she did with Jenny and later Patrick."

Wait, is he trying to tell me... no this can't be true...

"Look Annie, I know deep inside you knew that your mother loved you more than Patrick and Jenny, that is why you always looked out for them. Even while still being a child yourself you took care of them in ways a mother should and I was so proud of you that you did. God, I hate that I have to tell you this, because I never wanted to hurt you, but after your accident you needed blood. Your mother has not the same blood type as you or your siblings, that's why she always had a hard time being pregnant. I gave you my blood that night and I came to thinking, if Jenny and Patrick have my blood type and you have it, too. You know, that the chances are high that you are my biological daughter. While you were still in a coma after the accident I took some hair from you and had a paternity test done. I kept the result to myself all those years, I knew it was not the time to bring this up and..."

I can't take this anymore and get up from the bench. "Are you telling me that you are my biological father?" I ask and he get's up too and takes both of my hands in his.

"Yes Annie, that's what I'm telling you. I'm sorry that I've waited so long to tell you, but I was afraid all of this would happen, I wanted at least one of my kids to have a mother that really loved you."

"So, this is why mom turned all selfish, she found out? When?" I ask while tears slide down my face.

"After Jenny got committed. We had a fight and she told me that Jenny's condition was all my fault, she yelled something about bad genes and that it would be only a matter of time before Patrick would turn out the same. I got so angry that I told her about the paternity test and that you are my daughter, too. That is why she didn't want to come to your wedding at first and everything that happened later... I'm so sorry Annie, please don't hate me."

I look at my father and I want to yell at him for not telling me earlier, I'm confused and angry and upset, but at the same time I can't yell at him. He was my father all my life, this doesn't change. I know he only tried to protect me, but still I had a right to know.

"I don't hate you, daddy, but I have no idea what to think or say right now. Can you give me some time to think about this?"

"Of course Annie, take all the time you need. I know you are going to Aspen next week, how about we meet for lunch once you are back."

"Okay, I need to go daddy. I think I need some rest after this revelation. Christian will call you tomorrow to tell you when you can move into the new apartment."
"Good, now go home, you need some rest." he says and gives me a weak smile.

"Aren't you coming with me, your car is still at the building side, we can drop you off there."

"No, I think I will just sit here for a while and enjoy the view."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, everything is fine Annie, don't worry about me. You worry too much about anyone else."

"I can't help it. I love you daddy." I kiss his cheek and turn to leave with Ryan and Reynolds who have waited a few feet away for me.

In the car I take a deep breath and get my phone out of my purse. I know Christian has a lot of work to do, but I need to hear his voice. I would love to ask him to come home early and just hold me, but I know he is trying to get as much work as possible done so he can stay home for a couple of weeks after Teddy is born.

I'm just about to call him when my phone starts ringing and his name flashes on the screen.

"Hi Christian, I was just about to call you."

"Yes, umm, baby I need you. I'm ready, I want to visit Ella's grave. Actually I'm on my way to the cemetery now. Can you meet me there, I need you with me."

"Yes, of course. I can be there in 30 minutes."

"Thank you baby, see you soon. I love you."

"I love you, too." I tell him and he ends the call. I was actually tempted to ask him if we could go there another day, but I know he needs this. So, I decide to forget about my family drama for now and be there for Christian right now...

I wanted to thank all of you who answered my question from the last chapter. And I have another one. What are the buildings on cemeteries called where the graves are inside? I'm not talking about a mausoleum, but those places where many graves are inside. We don't have them where I live so I'm not sure what to look for in a dictionary...