I know this is a little unorthodox, but I need help with my chapter. This chapter isn't my best. If you have ideas of how it could be better let me know. Cheers.

Chapter Forty-Six

Anastasia's POV:

So much is going through my head right now. Can I raise a baby? Will Christian make me leave if I'm pregnant? Fuck! How could this be happening right now? Christian has gone pale. I don't know if I should feel bad for him or be mad at him. I don't want a kid either, but if I am pregnant, he played a part as well. It makes two to make a baby. What did he mean by he can't be a father? He is going to make an excellent father. I hate how he doubts himself all the time. I understand it, but I don't like it.

You're such a hypocrite, Steele.

"Well, it looks like you're not pregnant." Dr Greene says to break the silence. Christian and I both let out a huge sigh of relief. Christian relaxes for a second before he starts freaking out.

"If she's not pregnant then why is she sick?" His voice is hoarse.

"Well it's most likely stress. You both have a lot going on right now and stress can cause some serious health problems."

"What can we do?" Christian grabs my hand and holds me so tight it almost hurts.

"The best thing to do is eat healthy, don't drink caffeine, exercise, make sure you spend at least one hour a day relaxing, get enough sleep."

"Isn't the whole point of her being stressed out is that she can't relax?" Christian snaps.

"I phrased that poorly. When I say relax, I mean don't do anything. You can listen to calming music or meditate, but you need to relax."

"So I should still wait a couple weeks before my shot?" I glance nervously at Christian.

"Yes, the shot isn't the problem."

"Alright, thank you." We make an appointment for my shot and Taylor sees her out. Christian turns to me and before he can say something I do.

"We need to talk."

"About?" He quirks his brow and looks at me like a confused puppy.

"Children."

"Why?" Is he serious? I just had a pregnancy scare and he's wondering why I want to talk about children. Sometimes he can be so obtuse.

"Because I want children. Not right now, but some day I want to have kids; if you don't, we're going to have a problem." He looks mortified.

"I don't think I'll make a good father. I'm warming up to the idea. When Dr. Greene said you weren't pregnant, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't upset." His face falls.

"So you're saying you'd want a child, but you don't think you'll make a good father?" I ask him, slightly confused.

"Yes."

"Well that's not a problem because someday, you're going to make a great father and our children will love you unconditionally like I do." He just looks and shrugs.

"Are you shrugging because you don't think I love you or you don't think our kids will love you?"

"Both I guess. I still don't understand how you could love me. I'm— "

"Fifty shades of fucked up?" I say jokingly.

"Yes."

"Well I love you and all your fifty shades, Christian. You're amazing and someday, I'm going to make you realize that even if it kills me."

"And that is why I love you, Miss Steele."

"I love you too."

"You need to eat."

"You really know how to spoil a moment, don't you, Mr. Grey?"

"Come." He grabs my hand and pulls me into the kitchen as Gail is setting the table.

"What's for dinner?" I ask with a smile.

"Rosemary, lemon Chicken with mashed potatoes."

"Yumm." She smiles at me before walking out of the room.

"Are you hungry?" Christian stares at me with a goofy smile.

"Yes." I stick my tongue out at him.

"Good." He pulls out my chair and I sit down. We sit and talk about the trial and he tells me about his day at work.

I wake up well rested and smile thinking about what Christian and I did last night. I roll out of bed, shower, and get dressed. Christian is on the phone in his study so I head into the kitchen. Gail lays out granola, yogurt, and fruit before she hands me my tea. I am able to eat more today, but I still don't finish. Christian comes into the kitchen in his gray suit that fits him so well with a crisp white linen shirt and a black tie.

"Do you have to go into the office?"

"No, I'm coming to court with you." I can't help smiling.

"Thank you" I give him a kiss before running up the stairs to brush my teeth. When I'm done I stare at myself in the full length mirror admiring myself. I'm wearing a simple black pencil shirt and a white blouse with my black leather pumps. I don't know why Christian thought it was necessary to buy me so many different black pumps.

I grab my purse and head back downstairs undoing a button or two on my blouse. That should catch his attention. Christian walks out of his office as I reach the bottom of the stairs. Perfect timing.

"Miss Steele, did you unbutton your shirt on purpose?" Shit!

"I don't know what you're talking about." I play innocent. He takes a step close to me.

"I think you did." He takes a step closer and trails his finger from my collar bone down to my cleavage. I bite down on my lip. With a swift motion, he cups the back of my head and presses his lips to mine. Everything else disappears as I open my mouth to his

He groans, wrapping his other arm around my waist, pulling me toward him. I arch against him; my breath comes fast as he explores my mouth. We both pull away and the sound of Sawyer clearing his throat. I do up my blouse again and walk towards Sawyer and in hand. That was awkward. I always forget about the security.

"Why are you in such a good mood this morning?"

"Because I'm one step closer to making you my wife." He says with a smile.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Both Jack and Elena testified today and tomorrow we will hear to jury's verdict. I am so anxious. I don't know what to do. What if the jury thinks they're not guilty? What am I going to do? Fuck!

I am tossing and turning all night in my sleep and a three in the morning I decide to go into my office and read. I pull out a copy of The Wizard of Oz and start reading. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know, Christian is yelling at me to wake up.

"Where the fuck were you?!" Why is he yelling at me? "I woke up and you weren't there." I jump out of my seat and run over to him wrapping my arms around him.

"I'm sorry, Christian, I couldn't sleep last night. I came down stairs to read and must have fallen asleep." He kisses the top of my head and I know that I'm not in trouble anymore

We shower together, eat and head to the courthouse. Christian can tell I'm nervous. I can't stop shaking. I want to throw up. We sit and wait for the jury to enter the room. One of them passes a piece of paper to the bailiff whose passes it along to the judge.

"Jack Hyde, please stand." She says. "Jack Hyde, you have been found guilty of kidnapping where the person was injured you will be sentenced to 25 years in prison." The bailiff takes Jack away and he glares at me. If looks could kill I'd be dead.

"Elena Lincoln, please stand." She does at she's told. "Elena, you have been found guilty for kidnapping where the person was injured, sex with a minor, and assault with a deadly weapon. You will spend the remainder of your life in prison."

Elena is dragged away kicking and screaming. "You fucking bitch, this is all your fault."

"Court is adjourned." I run at Christian, jumping into his arms and start crying.

"Baby, I thought you'd be happy. This is all over."

"Christian, people cry when they're happy or sad." I give him a kiss. When we all walk out, we are hammered by paparazzi. Carrick stands by my side and gives the announcement before we push through the crowd and into our cars. We all celebrate at our place. I think everyone feels a lot better now that it's over.

Also I'm trying to start a new fanfic, but I don't know if it's a dumb idea or not. Summary: Christian and Ana meet, but she want nothing to do with him . . .

Let me know thoughts. xxx