Wow, wow, wow. I seriously love you guys! I totally appreciate the reviews, I love feedback! And The birthday Wishes! Its not until the 18th, but I didn't think I was going to update before then, but since I love you guys so much, I shall give you this as a Thank You! Oh, do I have a hopefully good idea for all of this to tie in! And to all the people who cry (in a good way) while reading my story, I send you a virtual tissue. And a hug.

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amemahan- Sequel? Haha, yeah. I'll just call up E. L. James.. But Thank you!

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Ana woke with a start, alone in her bed. She quickly got up and ran to her daughters' bedroom, and found it empty. Her daughter wasn't home. It had all been a dream!

I'M TOTALLY KIDDING! DON'T HATE ME! JUST HAVING FUN. OKAY NOW THE REAL THING. God, you guys would be so fucking pissed!

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Ana woke with a start, alone in her bed. She pulled the comforter back and quietly walked down the hallway towards her daughter's room. She opened the door slowly and saw her daughter sleeping peacefully in her bed. She sighed a relief and started going back towards her bedroom when she heard soft music being played. She leaned over the railing and saw her beautiful husband, playing music. She smiled, remembering how many times she caught him doing this throughout their marriage. She smiled, loving these small things that only they did. It was refreshing to know that Ana was the only one who would catch him playing in the dead of night, out of all the women he's been with. Time made Ana mature and get over Christian's past mistresses, though he hated when she referred to them as that.

"What's more appropriate? Fuck-buddies?" Ana said with a smirk.

"No, they were only referred to as 'A submissive'." He frowned, feeling slightly awkward talking about this. "Now you, were always my Ana."

"Were? It's just Ana now?" Ana teased.

Christian climbed towards her and wrapped her into his hold. "No. Never, ever, ever. You're always mine."

Ana touched his face and kissed him sweetly. "Always."

Ana descended down the stairs towards her husband. She smiled slowly as she thought of a plan. She came up behind him and bit his ear. Christian slightly jumped at this, then turned and grabbed Ana. She giggled, but Christian shushed her.

"Quiet. We have a kid upstairs." He smiled.

"Oh yes. It's been a long time since we had to remember to be quiet." She kissed him sweetly. "No more sex on the piano…." She whispered in his ear.

"We do have a lovely bed waiting for us." He said, and he quickly threw her over his shoulder and carried her up to their bedroom, Ana quietly giggling the whole way.

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The sun shone bright through Maddie's room. She rubbed her eyes and stretched, thankful of the peace that came over her. Her eyes were tired from crying the night before, but other than that, she felt great. She felt at ease with everything. She walked into the bathroom that was connected to her bedroom. I have a bathroom! All to myself! With warm water! After a quick shower, she made her way downstairs for breakfast. She walked towards the bar and slowly turned around, giving her home a good look.

"Good Morning Miss Madeline." Maddie spun around at the sound of the voice.

"Oh, Hello Mrs. Taylor." Maddie smiled at the familiar face.

Mrs. Taylor, who was simply known as Ms. Jones at one time, hesitated. Then, unable to control her emotions, came around the counter to pull the girl into an embrace. "We've missed you so much. Me, Sawyer, and Jason, my husband." She pulled away and patted her cheek. Her face suddenly turned very sad. "I've wanted to tell you for the longest time, I'm so sorry. I should've picked you up, it was my job. . ."

"Oh no, Mrs. Taylor, it's okay. It's not your fault one bit. I forgive you." Maddie pulled the kind old woman into another hug.

Mrs. Taylor wiped her tears, smiled, then took her position behind the counter. "You're father went to work today, but he's only working a half day, so he'll be home at noon. And Ana had a quick meeting, but she should be back any minute. In the meantime, what can I get for you?"

"I'd love some pancakes, please. No sides. Thank you." Maddie smiled. "I think I'm going to look around for a moment." Mrs. Taylor nodded her approval, and Maddie went on her way. There were many rooms in the Grey household; one for each child, two spare bedrooms, a master suite, a movie room, two offices (one for her father, the other for her mother), a library, and a music room. Maddie took account of all the bedrooms. Teddy's looked the same from what she could remember, posters of famous baseball players and football players. Phoebe's room was so full of paintings and photographs, Maddie didn't even know what color was painted on her wall! The two guest rooms were simple with white walls, a fluffy white comforter, and very little accent colors. She made her way to the movie room, and it literally was like a theatre. Deep in her mind, she had a feeling this was rarely used. She moved on to the library and was shocked. From the floor to the ceiling were built in bookshelves. It looked like the one in Beauty and The Beast. There were two matching white sofa's to read on and, to Maddie's amusement, a tea maker. There has to be a million books in here, she thought. She went over to a coffee table that set in between the two sofa's and picked up the book. Robinson Crusoe. The pages were bent as if it had been read multiple times. Maddie smiled towards herself. Maybe I'll give it a read. Moving on, Maddie entered her mother's office. On the wall was a large portrait of her whole family. She was a tiny baby in that picture. It's n black and white, and they're all laughing, except Maddie, she was just staring wide-eyed at the camera. Maddie chuckled at her expression in the photo. She walked around to behind the desk. There were four photo frames. One of Christian and Ana, kissing from a long time ago, one of Teddy and Phoebe, at Phoebe's graduation, it seemed, then a small photo of herself and Christian, both at the piano. She smiled at the picture and its rightful place on her mother's desk. She then looked over at the next picture. It was another family portrait. This time, just Ana, Christian, Teddy, and Phoebe; No Maddie. It slightly broke her heart seeing it, and she took a moment to just soak it in. What do you expect? They tried to move on. She thought. Flashbacks entered her mind and she gripped the desk, her hand pressed into her head. They don't want you, Maddie. Did you tell him your pitiful sob story? Is your daddy going to come get his princess? Maddie opened her eyes, and the memories were gone. She decided that she would just continue her tour. She entered through the connected door to her father's office. The first thing she noticed was the stunning pictures of her mother on his wall. She was young. They were all natural. She came up close to one and saw the tiny signature at the bottom of the photograph, Jose Rodriguez. She walked towards his desk and smiled, noticing four pictures, spaced out perfectly; one for each of his family members, Ana, Teddy, Phoebe, and Maddie. On his desk was a folder. The file was titled Madeline Grey. Curiosity killed the cat, and Maddie opened up the folder. She saw information about Eric and Jennifer, and their mug-shots. She was going to flip a page when she heard her mother.

"Maddie? You're breakfast is ready!" Maddie quickly shut the folder and raced down the stairs.

"Hello mother. How was your meeting?" She threw herself into her mother's arms.

"Hello darling, it was great. Go and eat, before it gets cold."

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Time passed, and then it was noon. Her father returned and they all sat down at the table and enjoyed lunch together as a family. There was a little small talk between the once-again-family.

"So, I kind of toured the house this morning. I hope that was okay."

Christian looked up from his plate. "Of course it is. It's your home too."

"Find anything new?"Ana asked.

"Well I looked in all the bedrooms, and they were pretty familiar. But I forgot we had a cinema room, in our house! That was pretty cool. Oh, and the library. There were so many books!"

"My personal hide away from your father." Ana winked.

Christian smirked. "Oh yes, she can't stand me. She goes in there often."

Maddie smiled. "It looks like it. You even have a tea maker in there."

Christian finished off his wine, then asked, "Have you seen the music room?"

Maddie shook her head.

"Well, it's a little different. You want to see?" Maddie jumped up, and Christian led the way.

When they entered the room, the temperature was slightly cooler. The floors were hardwood, and the walls were sound proof. It looked like a huge room for an orchestra.

"We try to keep this part closed off so humidity doesn't get in and ruin the wood."

In the center was the most beautiful piano she had ever seen.

"Wait, don't you have a piano downstairs, too?" Maddie asked.

Christian nodded. "That's for entertaining. This is for creating. You can play as loud as you want, and as horrible as you want, and no one will hear a thing. I call it the 'experiment room'. "

Maddie's grin almost split into two. "This also holds voices, right?"

Christian nodded.

"Good. You guys won't have to hear me wail away."

"Oh, don't you lie. I know you have talent. Your mother, to this day, thinks you are the best singer on the planet."

"She's only heard me, what twice? And one of them was when I was a kid."

"Hey, your mother has good judgment. As for me, I need to hear a little more before I make that life changing decision of choosing who's the best." Christian winked.

Maddie blushed and continued to look around the room. She saw a guitar, a violin, a cello, and the cutest thing: a ukulele. "You have a ukulele?"

Christian nodded. "I have no idea how to play it. I had it bought for you for Christmas the year you were taken. I thought it would be perfect for your tiny hands." Christian smiled at the memory of the young child he used to know.

Maddie blushed again and looked down at her hands. "Well, you're in luck. I still have tiny hands." She showed them to him and then smiled. "Maybe that will be my summer project: learn the Ukulele."

"That's a good plan. Come, let's go back downstairs."

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The next day, Ana and Maddie went shopping for clothes, and stuff to put into her new-and-mature room.

"Oh Maddie, you must try on this dress!" It was a dark blue ball gown with a crystal belt at the waist.

She put it on and stepped back out to her mom.

"Oh, that is stunning. Shoes! We need shoes!" And this was how she was all day. She bought a dress for herself, they both got their hair and make-up done and nails as well.

"Is there some event I don't know about?"

Ana shook her head. "Nope, but there might be one sooner or later."

They drove home in her mother's R8, and came up into the driveway. But it was her grandparents' house. Ana parked the car, then turned to her daughter.

"You trust me?"

Maddie nodded.

"Okay. Put your dress on."

"Mom-" Maddie was about to argue, she didn't want to awkwardly walk into her house wearing a dress. She didn't even know how to wear heels, or walk in them.

"Trust me."

They both went into a small boat house and changed. The sun was setting, and it was almost six o' clock. Maddie walked into her grandparents house in her dress. Why am I wearing this? Did we really dress up this fancy to eat dinner here? I feel like an idiot. She turned a corner, and was overwhelmed by loud applause. She had a spotlight set on her, and she was temporarily blinded. About four hundred people stood up and cheered for her. Over the light, she could see a banner that said: Welcome Home, Madeline.

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Boom. How will Miss Madeline react to this five star life? We'll see. Thanks for reading. I'm going on a trip and won't be back until Saturday, so until then, toodles! XXXX