Hello everybody. Thank you all for the support you have given me and Maja, (I showed her the reviews) I meant a lot for us. Especially, to the person who PM me and asked me how it was going, (You know who you are!) Here's the next chapter. I hope you all enjoy it.

Andrea's POV:

Hope was the most adorable girl, ever! I understand why Mr. Grey loves her. But he's pretty overprotective. They looks like father and daugther. I hope he is going to keep her. She clearly loves him, "Hope, why do you call Mr. Grey "Mr. Christian" and not "Dad?"" I asked, confused.

She looked at me with big, sad eyes, "Cus, mommy said that daddy don't want us, so if I call Mr. Christian daddy, then he don't want us," She answered, looking very sad.

I frowned and gave Hope a hug, "Honey, I don't think Mr. Grey will ever leave you. He love you too much."

She looked at me with big eyes, "He love me?"

I nodded, "Why don't you make him a drawing, so he can see that you love him, too?" I suggested.

She gave me a goofy grin and grabbed some paper.

While Hope was drawing, I hadded to deal with papararazzis and tv people. Apperently, someone had seen Mr. Grey and Hope in the mall. I told them, that it could have been anyone. It was the mall, for gods sake! A million people are in the mall, every day.

After two hours of drawing, eating blueberry pie and watching Kim Possible, Mr. Grey came back with two men.

"Mr. Grey," The first one said, "Are we going to see you at the charity ball next saturday?"

Mr. Grey nodded and was about saying something, but Hope run over to him before he could say anything, and hugged his leg, "Look Mr. Christian! I made something to you." He took her up in her arms, and it looked like the mens eyes was on their way out of their head. He kissed her forehead and buried his nose into her hair, "Hey princess. Did you had fun with Andrea?"

The men's eyes were out of their heads and now they starred at me. I couldn't help, but giggle. Hope giggled too, "I made you something," She whispered, turning pink.

Mr. Grey rose an eyebrow, "Really? Let's see then." Hope shoke her head and hugged the drawing. "No, we hafe to be alone."

He looked at her suspicious, but walked over to his office with Hope on his arm.

He closed the door and I was left with two shocked men.

Christian's POV:

I closed the door and sat Hope down. She looked rather embarrassed. "Here," she said and handed me some paper, before sticking her thumb in her mouth. It was a drawing. There was me, Ana, Hope, and a big house. There was also some words. It said: "I love you daddy" I must admit it, I was speechless. She loved me? And she had called me "Daddy"? I looked back at Hope and I could see the fear in the eyes. I put the drawing down and hugged her tightly, "I love you, too, baby girl," I whispered and gave her a kiss. She hugged me back, "I love you daddy."

Hearing those words, made my heart jump. I never thought I was going to be a father. Hearing someone call me "dad" or "daddy" or "father", even "papa" made tears came to my eyes. Hope looked at me with worry in her, pretty, blue eyes, "Don't you like it?" She asked.

I smiled, despite the tears, "I love it," I kissed her forhead again, "What about... we hang the drawing on my door, so evrybody can see that you are my little baby girl. My daughter."

She giggled and gave me that grin I loved so much.

I went over to my desk and found some tape. I took Hope's hand and we walked outside and taped the drawing to the door.

"Hope," I said after we was done, "I'm having another meeting in a few minutes, do you wanna come? I'm going to meet them at a resturant. Then we can have lunch too."

She thought for a moment. She looked very serious when she was thinking, "Okay dokey!"

I laughed. No matter what, everything she was doing, was adorable, "Good. Let's get your jacket and then we will be off."

She nodded and hugged me again, "My little huggy bear," I whispered down in her hair. She giggled.

"Andrea!" I yelled, "Hope and I are going out for lunch to meet Mr. Stark and Mr. Spitt. We will be back in some hours."

"Yes Mr. Grey," She said and waved up to Hope, who waved back.

The elevator ride was quiet. I walked over to the car with Hope on my back.

"Faster daddy! Faster!" Hope yelled and jumped on my back.

"Calm down princess, I wanna live to I'm thirty," I said, but I couldn't stop smilling.

Suddenly, Hope stopped jumping and became very quiet. "Hope," I said worried, "I didn't mean that. You can jump if you want!" Still no reaction. "Hope, please tell me what's wrong!" I was starting to panic.

"Pretty boy," Hope murmed. I froze. "What?!" I yelled. My little girl wasn't going on any dates until she was thirty! "The boy over there. He's pretty," Hope mumbled, almost hypnotized.

I lifted her off my back and sat her down on the floor. I squatted infront of her, "Hope. Promise one thing," I said.

"Of course daddy," She said, looking very serious.

"Promise me, you won't go on any dates with a boy!" I said.

She nodded, "Of course daddy! I just look at boys!"

Taylor broke up laughing inside the car. I couldn't see him, but I could hear him. I nodded, not very pleased, "That works for now."

We drove to the restaurant called "8" It is a nice restaurant, I have eaten here before, and the food they serve is also something kids can eat. Hope jumped out of the car and run over to me, her arms in the air. "Uppi daddy! Uppi!" She yelled and I took her up on my bag and she got another piggy back ride.

We walked into the restaurant and Mr. Stark and Mr. Spitt waved to us. Hope waved back and they immedietly froze. I walked over to them.

Mr. Stark rose from his seat, "Mr. Grey, thank you for coming today," We shoke hands and Mr. Spitt stood up, "But we didn't knew you were bringing a child. Is she one of those from the fond?" He smiled.

"Daddy, wad are they talking 'bout?" Hope asked and tugged my hair.

"We are going to discuss some money I was going to donate to kids with alcoholic/drug parents. I think, they think, that you are one of them," I answered, looking up at her.

"Oh," She said, her mouth making a "O".

I turned back to Mr. Stark and Mr. Spitt. "Hope is my daugther," I told them.

Mr. Spitt cleared his throat, "I'm sorry Mr. Grey. We wasn't informed that you had a daugther."

I smirked, "Oh, she just came."

They frowned, but said nothing. We sat down at the table and a waiter got some menues for us. The menu card was almost bigger than Hope, so we couldn't see her, only hear her. "Daddy, can I get pancakes?" It came from behind the menu card.

"Anything you want," I said.

"Ms. Steele," Taylor came over to us, "Gail is asking what she should give Fluff and Lily to lunch."

"Fluff needs carrots and some cupcakes. And Lily can only have one cupcake. She is on a diet," Hope whispered the last part.

Taylor nodded and tried to hide his smile. He failed miserables.

The waiter came back and took our menues. Mr. Stark leaned forward, "Well Mr. Grey. Now to the real reason why we are here. How much will you give to "We are here too"? A million will be enough, but If you want to give more, it will be perfect," He gave me a shaking smile. I understand. Asking me about money was a thing you should be nervous about.

"Why don't we ask Hope?" Mr. Spitt piped.

I took Hope up on my lap, "Princess, we are discussing about kids which parents drink and take bad things. If the parents can't take care of their kids, the kids are going to another home, where there are kids like them, and people who take care of them. I'm going to give some money to the kids, so they don't need anything. What do you think about it?" I asked.

She thought for a moment, "Where are the kis?" She asked.

"In different places," Mr. Spitt answered.

"Why aren't they together?" Hope asked with a frown in her little forehead.

"Uh..." Mr. Stark and Mr. Spitt looked at each other.

"You could make a big farm for everybody! With horses, sheeps, dogs and ducks! And Mrs. Beezus could work in the garden!" Hope was jumping up and down on my lap, thinking about the idea.

"That... Is not a bad idea," Mr. Stark said slowly, looking at Mr. Spitt.

"If you are planning to do that, I will pay for everything," I said.

They looked like they had won a million dollars and couldn't believe it. "Mr. Grey! Thank you! Thank you very much!" Mr. Stark jumped up and took my hand, shaking it hard.

"Daddy, we have to tell it to Mrs. Beezus! She will be so happy!" Hope yelled, tucking my sleeves.

"Mr. Grey? Who is Beezus?" Mr. Stark asked.

"She is a sweet old lady who works with flowers!" Hope said.

The rest of the lunhc was good. Mr. Stark and Mr. Spitt loved Hope. We agreed about the farm idea. There was an old farm, who was ruined, a bit outside Seattle, and we planned to build it there.

We were going to talk about the details next week. We finished the lunch and said goodbye. "Daddy, are we going to see mommy soon?" Hope asked with her thumb in her mouth. "Soon princess," I answered. She yawned and curled up. "Does somebody need a nappie?" I asked as I took her up in my arms. She nodded, half in sleep.

"Taylor," I said, "Drive us back to Escala. And fast please."

He nodded and pressed the speeder.

I started humming and soon Hope was asleep.