Hello beautiful people1 I am out for summer, so you know what that means! Well, it usually means more chances to update, but that might not be the case. I have SO MUCH GOING ON now that I'm the fancy Drum Major. But I will update as much as possible, especially since I have these next two weeks free. So here you go. I tried to give you everything- father-daughter bonding and an interesting dinner.

It's about to get complicated

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Instead of jumping into the shower after her conversation with her father, Maddie decided to go for a run. She looked down the road and began on a slow jog. She had been running more and more now that she was actually familiar with the area, though she had to keep her hood up due to paparazzi. They would always mistake her tiny frame for her mother if they didn't see the bright grey and coppery-brown hair, a weird yet beautiful color that mixed Ana's chestnut color and Christian's trademark copper. She cranked up the sound on her iPod and made the first turn in her mile and a half loop. For some weird reason, Maddie had been making these trips a lot more often. Dr. Flynn had told her that exercise and music would help her think, but she avoided thinking about anything. She just focused on her breathing pattern. She liked the way her lungs burned in the cold, but since it was summer, she was gasping for air in the hot air, even for Washington. She told herself that she just wanted to become fit, but really she knew that she was avoiding her parents. After living with them for a little over a month, she had become shy about opening up to her own parents. She couldn't really process her feelings that well, and that was what Flynn was for. But she could sense that there was some dark secret someone was hiding that had to do with her abduction. She felt very lonesome. She only knew her family, really. No teenagers her age that she can try to connect with, but she knew she really couldn't relate to them. They lived with their parents their whole life, she didn't. How could she even begin to explain her situation to anyone. Oh, you see, I was taken from my parents and raised by psychopaths who said THE Christian and Ana Grey didn't want me. It was swell. Maddie made her legs go faster and finished up her run.

By the time she returned to the house, Mrs. Taylor was setting up plates for the family get together. Christian was just coming down the stairs. "Oh, I was just looking for you. I wanted to see if you wanted to come listen to this old vinyl I found of a piano piece."

Suck it up, buttercup. Connect with your father. "Okay."

Christian led her downstairs to a basement she didn't even know about, and the Grey's really didn't need. In the corner she saw a vintage looking record player.

"Do you remember this?" Christian asked, brushing his fingers on the old thing.

When Maddie was little, Christian would bring her down her constantly. Music was like oxygen for Maddie. It would help her go to sleep as a baby, and when she was sick, she would curl up on her fathers' lap on the old brow couch, and he would play a record, anything really, to make her feel better. One time, it was raining in Seattle, and they had planned to go on a picnic. So instead, they got a pizza and brought it down here and listened to almost every record from Bach to Led Zeppelin. Maddie asked him trivia about these bands, and Christian would give the answer. It was fun. "Oh my gosh! I do!" Maddie ginned. She walked over the rows and rows of records. Christian also kept CD's down here. They were all organized into types of genres. Next to the record player, were all thirteen Beatles albums. She picked one up. "You listened to them?"

Christian smiled proudly. "Of course."

"And? Did you like them?"

"Some songs, well the whole Yellow Submarine album included, were weird. But most were great. Paul and John were great songwriters."

Maddie couldn't help but smile at her father. Yay! We're bonding! "They were. Paul's still rolling though. It's a shame Lennon died in 1980. Which album is your favorite?"

"Uhh… I like Abbey Road. And Let it Be too."

"Me too! I also like some songs on the White Album. Some." Maddie took a seat on the floor in front of the records, pulling one after another out. Her father sat right next to her, telling her about a certain album, why he had it, what it made him think of, and so on. Maddie cracked up at some of the albums he had. "The Bee Gee's?! You like the Bee Gee's?"

Christian laughed. "That's your mother. Okay no its not, I like them. My dad used to listen to him. It was weird that he did though…" And small conversations like these went on for a while.

"Hey dad? Why did you want to play the piano?"

"Well, my mother had a mantra: Foreign Language, martial arts , and musical instrument. I chose piano. I was so little, I don't remember why, but I'm glad I did. Your Uncle Elliot plays the guitar, and Mia plays the cello."

"Well, we might as well start up a family band! Did I want to play the piano?"

"It's hard to say, really. Piano's are all over the house, and it's what you would stumble upon when you were younger. I guess you did choose it. And you are very good at it, as well as singing."

"You are too dad. You try to hide the fact that you can sing, but I can hear you. That's the only reason I'm any good."

"Well, I love your mother to death, but you did not get it from her."

Maddie giggled, and then a dark thought crossed her mind. "Hey dad?"

"Yes?"

"Are you guys going to… you know… press charges and go to court? About me?"

Christian lifted his daughter's chin to look in her eyes. "Yes we are. What they did was unforgivable. And they will pay."

She didn't really know how she felt about it. "Oh. I really need a shower." Maddie said quickly and made her way upstairs.

Christian frowned. "Okay. Everyone will be here in about an hour so."

Maddie shut the door to her room and leaned against it. What is wrong with you? Of course their going to go to court. What parent wouldn't? Frustrated with herself, she made her way to her bathroom. Turning on the shower head, she removed her clothes, trying to understand what was wrong with her, and why did the thought of going to court about her situation shock her?

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Downstairs, Ana walked through the door from the kitchen. She walked over to kiss her husband then started setting her stuff down.

"Hi honey, how was the meeting?" Christian asked, taking her blazer from her.

"Pretty good but it was quite boring. How has your day been?" She walked into Christian's embrace. No matter how mad she was at him earlier, a little distance always softened the anger. She missed him.

"It was okay. Maddie is being very distant. She acted strange when I told her we were going to press charges against the people who took her."

"This is still new, Christian. Give her some time. She needs time to process everything."

Christian nodded and followed Ana up to their bedroom to change.

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"Mom? Dad?" Teddy walked in with one hand holding a bag, the other clutched to his fiancée's hand. Kate and Elliot were talking with Christian and Ana, Maddie and Gift were in a humorous conversation, and Phoebe was looking to see where her mother would let her hang her newest painting. Christian looked in the doorway, and caught his breath. He had forgotten about his new discovery with Eric and Emilie. Ana followed his gaze. "Oh! Teddy! Emilie! Come in! Just set that on the table, sweetie." Ana rushed over to embrace her son and future daughter-in-law.

Christian clenched his teeth and his fist. Did she know? Does teddy know? Was she a part of the plan?

"Dinner is ready!"

They all took their seats and began in simple conversations. Gift talked about some of her new favorite foods here in the US.

"Hey Phoebe? Would you want to help me re-decorate and pant my room? Maybe you can add something cool in it, some of your art work?" Maddie asked.

Phoebe's responding smile was so bright. "Of course little sis! I'd love to help! Maybe we can go to this really cool restaurant I love. It has great vegan food! Always has cool music too. We'll make a day of it!"

Maddie smiled and looked over at her dad, who was giving the coldest glare to the person directly across from him.

Emilie was seated next to Teddy, taking a sip from her wine glass when she caught the cold look directed at her from her future father-in-law across the table. Oh no.

"It's good to see you Emilie. I don't know if you knew this, but I had the pleasure, well it wasn't a pleasure, really, to meet your brother. Eric, is his name?" Christian looked down on her, furious, but trying to remain calm.

Tears swelled in Emilie's eyes. "Yes sir."

Christian ran his hand through his hair. "hmm. So you knew? And you just let us stand by for six years without our daughter?' He was yelling now, and all eyes were on him. "Were you a part of their plan all along? Does teddy know? Or is this another secret added to the list? How could you come into my home, and lie to our faces?" His hand slammed on the table, shaking the glass and silver ware.

"Christian!" Ana scolded.

"I didn't know! I swear! My brother and I have been distant since he married that woman! I didn't know he would do such a thing, and when it involved Maddie, I couldn't tell anyone. I'm so sorry." She was sobbing now.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I must ask you to get out of my house. Right. Now." He pointed towards the door. Christian Grey was as red as the Red Room of Pain.

"Dad! Enough!" Teddy yelled.

"Son, this does not concern you." Christian said quietly with anger to his son.

"She's my fiancée so of course it is of my concern. Why are you being like this?"

Emilie rushed out of the house, out of the madness, and into the dark. Teddy quickly followed after her.

Sitting next to him, Ana grasped his arm. "Christian? What are you talking about?"

"The man who took our daughter is Emilie's brother!" Christian pointed at the door, which was wide open.

Hurt and confused, Maddie looked around. "Excuse me," she said, and sprinted out the door towards Emilie.

"Madeline!" Christian cried.

Maddie ignored her father and went up to Emilie. She needed answers. "Tell me what you know, Em."

Teddy had his hands on his hips, giving his sister an incredulous look. "Maddie, it's not true.-" He was interrupted by a soft whisper.

Emilie wiped another tear. "Okay."

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Boom. So that wasn't a huge like 1,000 word heated argument, but it was pretty crazy. Review! Let's make it OVER 200 reviews and OVER 200 Followers!