Teddy and Family

Chapter 21

A/N: Ever heard of Alexander and his very, very, bad day? Well, that's what is gonna happen to Ana and Bella in New York.

Disclaimer: EL James and sometimes SMeyer (I love to play with her characters but with my AU spin on them from my other story. Sorry folks I don't do Cannon ever. Like, Love it, Hate it…you have been warned ^^) own it all I'm just having fun with the characters, but the OC ones and story ideas are all mine

Christian

Teddy is crawling all over me trying to wake me up. He crawled into bed with me last night, because he knows that I miss Ana.

"Daddy, it won't stop making noise! It woke me up! Make it stop! There's pictures of Mommy and Aunt Bells too buts they got's short, short, hair like Tink and are wearing weird glasses like kitty eyes. They look like they're on a plane like on the TV. Not like ours. Why? Mommy said she was gonna write Nana Ella's story?"

"Slow down, buddy. Mommy's what?" I cuddle him against me and he snuggles in. Then it hits me and I'm wide awake. Plane. Ana. Bella. Pictures. Tink hair. Cat's eye glasses. No. She wouldn't, not after flaming my ass about trust. Then again that's the ringtone for alerts with Ana in them.

He takes my phone from me and uses his little finger to call up one of the google hits. "See! That's Mommy and Aunt Bells. On a plane. With Pixie hair and weird glasses!" He shoves it right in my face. "Did Uncle Franco cut their hair?"

She's dressed in one of her 'CEO I am woman hear me roar' suits? They both are? Meaning, she lied to me in my face! New York without security? A commercial flight!? That better be a fucking wig!

I scroll through all the alerts. Why the hell is she drinking coffee? Ana detests coffee? Were they fucking drinking before they left? Her eyes sure show it! "Mommy's in big, big, trouble Teddy Bear. She lied to me." I growl.

"Mommy doesn't lie, Daddy. Unless she got's good reason." Teddy stares solemnly up at me with his big grey-blue eyes.

"Something must have happened to Hanah." He's right. Something's up. "I've got to go talk to your Uncles for a bit."

"I'm still sleepy, Daddy. I'm gonna go back to my bed. I'll be fine with the Grans and so will the babies. Go get Mommy." He crawls off the bed and sleepwalks back to his bunk.

I check my email. I knew that Grey House New York was down. Andrea and Ros keep me well informed. We're having it thoroughly cleaned while nearly half the staff are down with Noro. Hanah and Claire too? What the hell is going on in that City?! It's a germ cesspool and Ana's flown right into the middle of it. I read Andrea's email assuring me that she arranged for everything and that she left plenty of time for her to sweat the Sangria out of her system before the driver came to collect them. What the hell? Ana doesn't drink? When she does its like dealing with a bratty teenager for days and she's giving the keynote today? This is a disaster in the making.

Good thing that I've got Charlie Tango with us, so much for a relaxing fishing weekend on the new boat. I say a silent prayer to the powers that be to be kind to me today and then go to get dressed.

I take a quick shower. Dress for comfort. Jeans, jersey, leather jacket, and converse. I'll land back at the house. Grab what I need and then god help me fly commercial to New York. I have no plane. Edward's is across the pond. Grey 3 isn't ready, won't be until spring.

I grab my phone, wallet, and keys and head out of my room. I creep quietly through our common room as not to awaken sleeping little ones in their rooms and then walk outside onto the deck where the brothers and Edward are dressed and evidently waiting patiently for me to wake up. Wise move. Logan and Luke didn't like power swimming back to the boat after I followed through with my threat and tossed them off as soon as we hit open sea. We weren't really moving and it was on the lowest deck, besides they are Special Forces they've been through worse.

"Hanah…" Luke's pacing and running his fingers through his short cropped hair. "She and Claire were admitted to the hospital…"

"Sam's on the warpath, because baby sister didn't give her the heads up that she was going AWOL without security. She canceled the driver that Andrea ordered to take them to the Marriot. She threatened Alaskan airlines with a lawsuit, since their attendants took photos of Bella and Ana making them targets as soon as they left the plane. Pixie cuts and cat's eye glasses are trending on social media now, seeing as they were trying to go incognito by using their maiden names and failed epically. Instead it's all over the news that Anastasia Steele and Bella Swan both are in New York where the cast of Fifty Shades is premiering their Movie tonight. TMZ is crowing that your wives wanna see if Dornan holds a candle to the two of you, even though Ana and Bella are both publishers and the Publishers Symposium is being held downtown." Logan runs down what is turning into a day of PR hell.

"Damn it, Logan! This is no time for Sam to carry out her threat of teaching my baby a lesson!" He shoots me his not finished glare and I brace for the worst.

"Oh, she's doing it in spades." Logan takes a deep breath, several in fact, closes his eyes, and counts backwards from twenty?

Not ten? Oh, holy fucking shit! It can't be that bad can it?!

"Well, she was asking for it by not following protocol that's drilled into to her since forever! She has every right to be pissed at the two of them. Lethal weapon or not she is still a walking target! We always have our phones on us unless our location requires us to turn them off. Sam was at Mt Sinai watching over Claire and Hanah while getting checked out herself, but she still could have texted her regardless!" Luke's hanging in there by a thread. Hanah must be really ill.

"Sam's always carried out her plans in meticulous stages. One of which in this case is to leave the girls with no luggage, along with not having a driver waiting to take them to the Marriot for the Keynote. I get that with Hanah down and Kate also out with maternity leave, she had no choice, but not telling us anything. You I understand because you're still halfway in the pound, but not even clueing in Dad, Luke, or me that's just Ana being a brat and not taking her safety seriously." Logan's gonna clip my baby's wings for this and she'll have to take her medicine like a good girl for going rouge.

"One doesn't act rationally when they've consumed nearly three tall glasses of Carmen's lethal sangria recipe, even if my Bella did water it down with juice." Edward calmly speaks up in that tone that makes you think of those vampire movies that sends chills down your spine? Yeah, not exactly comfortable with Cullen at the moment.

"Ah, Fuck! We're dealing with teenage Ana?! Shit!" Luke and Logan eye Edward and I in horror.

"Yeah, it's gonna be a clusterfuck today, but let's all suck it up and get in Charlie Tango, so that we can be there to clean up the impending disaster in the making." I narrow my eyes, at them.

"Fuck! Commercial?! Shit! You and Edward flying first-class!? Shoot us now!" Luke just had a horrifying lightbulb moment that we have no jet right now.

"Fuck that shit! We'll borrow one of the JWE jets. Mac can't be using all three. We are not flying Commercial, period!" Logan snarls and stalks off to borrow one of mom's jets? I really did get my toy addiction from my mother.

"I'm gonna go see to my babies first. Give everyone a heads up as to where we're off too, and we'll eat before we hop in Charlie and head for home." I head back inside to tend to my babies.

"I'll go fix us some breakfast. It's early yet. No one is up. No sense waking anyone when we can fend for ourselves." Edward heads off to the galley. Cullen can cook? Who knew?

"We'll lend a hand…" Luke and Logan follow after me. "We need all the practice we can get."

I stop and whirl around to gape at them. "Andrea, Hanah, Ros, and Sam? Good god I'll be running GEH and GP all by myself when I'm back at the helm! Christ, I might have to have Houston and Austin relocate here and then seek out two new candidates who can handle the New York branch. Is it in the water?! Who's next my Mom?" Then it hits me Sam's on duty while pregnant and that's a big no-no. Parks should have taken her place. "You let Sam go while with child?"

"It hasn't been confirmed officially until last night, but she's been biting my head off for the past few weeks, so I had a feeling that she was. Now as for forbidding her. She'd cut my balls off and feed them to me and she's not even a month gone yet. There were no threats it was just routine babysitting." Logan rakes his fingers through his non-regulation shaggy hair cut then can't help himself and adds a zinger to the mix. "Ella can have a kid if she wants to baby brother. She had you at what fifteen?"

"But…" I can't even fathom it and head into the nursery. "She's a grandmother of seven!"

"Mom's due in May and she's older than Ella…" Logan scoops up Rory.

"You and Mia are all grown and she missed it. Marcus and her love kids. Just embrace whatever comes. You're the ultimate big brother, so don't sweat it if it happens." Luke's scoops Ari up.

"Yeah, you're right. I just never. I mean, who wants to think about their parents…" I scoop up Alex. He's looking at me like Dad you're losing it. Focus on me first. "Sorry, buddy. Daddy's having a bad day and the sun isn't even up yet."

Ana

(JFK)

I'm standing at the bagged claim area and our bags aren't anywhere to be found! First-class all but makes that next to impossible, yet here we are and no bags! I don't have time for this crap!

"I seriously, am gonna buy this fucking airline and then make them all undergo training as to how not to act around guests flying it! That and ramp up security so that bags don't get stolen or actually make it to the fucking jet! It's not like it was booked solid! It was the redeye for Christ sake! Granted it was packed with women. Why I don't know and frankly I don't give a flying fuck!

"I'm gonna have someone's fucking head for this fubar!" I stalk off towards the Alaskan Airlines desk.

"Ana, breathe. We still have our carry-ons with all the vital necessities and our tech. We can shop after you give your speech." Bella's trying to stop me from jumping over the counter and strangling the clerk at the Alaskan Airlines desk.

"Holy shit! That's Anastasia Grey and Bella Cullen! Their hair looks fab!"

"We so have to go get ours cut like theirs!"

"Love the cats-eye glasses! That's so retro!"

"Do you think they're here for the special showing?"

"Why? They're married to the walking gods already?

I stop just feet away from the gawking clerk to turn and shoot the fangirls stalking us a smirk. "Oh, ladies, we do and trust me when I say that there's nothing like waking next to a demi-god who makes sure that you are more than satisfied everyday!"

"OMG!"

The fangirls practically swoon to the point of fainting. Eyes wide, mouths gaping, fanning themselves.

"Ana! Behave!" Bella hisses, her face an alarming shade of red, and drags me away from them.

"Ana! Can we quote you on that?!" That worm from TMZ snarks.

I flash him the finger.

Bella gently but firmly moves us towards the waiting clerk manning the desk. "Hi, Shelia is it? We're in kind of a rush and…"

"Our luggage is missing! We were assured that it would make it safely here and it's nowhere to be found! There were irreplaceable items in there too!" I hiss at the startled clerk and slam my credentials in front of her.

"Mrs. Grey, Mrs. Cullen, I can assure you that your bags made it here and were checked and unloaded…" She stammers shakily, as her fingers fly over the keys to see what happened.

"Then where are they! I have to give a speech…" I glance at my Rolex and growl. "Less than two hours from now and I have no bags!"

"It say's that a Sam Taylor already picked them up for you…they had credentials when they went through security, as your personal CPO." She gulps.

"Sam's in the hospital getting over the flu that's spreading like wildfire all over this city! Are you telling me that someone! Some stranger! Who has ID can just come and claim another person's luggage! That's unacceptable! You'll hear from our lawyers for this screw up!"

"She was here earlier chewing out my boss about our attendants taking pictures of the two of you. It had to be her. I'm sorry, but maybe your signals got crossed or something. She is your CPO is she not? She's seen in all the pictures with you. It was her. I spoke with her first, before she demanded to talk to my superior." Shelia is nearly in tears and really it's not her fault that Sam's playing a practical fucking joke on me for not alerting her of my arrival.

"Yes, she is…" I take a calming breath. "I'm sorry. I'm having a cruddy morning, our flight was not a smooth one, and my nerves are fried as it is. I forgot to inform Sam of my impending arrival and she's making me pay for it." I open my purse and look through my card wallet where I keep my cards with comps to various businesses that we own. I take out the one for a free weekend at Grey on the Parks and slide it over to her. "Have a spa weekend on me this spring when the hotel opens again as an apology for losing my temper with you. It's all expenses paid and full access to all amenities…"

"Thank you, but I'm really not…" She gasps at my sudden change in temper.

Crap, I forgot that snarky Ana likes to take over whenever I drink.

"I insist. I was out of line and you didn't deserve being treated to my wrath. It's not me and I make amends when I wrong someone. I'll eventually get our bags back after Sam thinks I've learned my lesson. Sorry, again, have a pleasant morning." I turn on my heel and head off.

"I hope she gives you back your stuff! Enjoy your stay in the city!" She calls after me.

"You're more mercurial than Edward!" Bella hisses at me as I stalk towards the escalators.

"Sorry! I turn into bratty Teenage Ana when I drink and it takes a long time for the effect to wear off." I hiss back. I'm looking everywhere for Sam, but nothing yet.

"Crap! Can you rein it in long enough to give your keynote!?" Bella bite's her lip at the thought of having to leash a teenage me in New York.

"As long as they don't give me lip, I should be fine. Anyone snarks while I'm talking then it's everyone for themselves." I shrug.

"Oh Goddess…." She groans.

"Papa K's there he knows how to rein me in when she's out. It'll be fine." We're going down the escalator stairs and I finally spot her near some huge apple sculpture. I'm so busy glowering at her smirking face that I don't pay attention to step off on time. The heel of my favorite shoes get caught and snaps causing me to wrench my ankle and land sprawling on my ass. "Shit!"

"Ana!" Bella cries in alarm and quickly helps me to my feet. "You okay? Who were you looking at? Can you walk?" She leads me over to a seating area so that she can check me for damage.

"I'm gonna make her pay dearly for this crap!" I vow, ignoring the twinge of discomfort when she removes my ruined pump. I glare over at the sculpture but of course she's scrambled off.

"This is why I wear flats at airports to avoid situations like this." She gently probes my tender ankle and checks it for swelling. "I think it's just a slight sprain. I can wrap it, just give me a sec to dig out my kit."

"You carry a stocked first aid kit in your carry-on?" I stare at the case that she takes out of her bag.

"It's habit. I was very klutzy as a kid and it was a necessity." She takes out an elastic bandage and expertly wraps my ankle. "We'll ice it if it starts to swell. Anything else hurting?"

"Just my backside, but I'll live." I frown when she pulls out a pair of navy blue converse the exact shade of my suit and in a blink I'm shod in high-top sneakers and the offending shoes are stowed away. "Well, this explains why we needed all those shoes?" I shake my head and roll my eyes.

She helps me up and I test out my foot. It's tender, but I can easily manage. "Alice never misses anything. Let's go see if Andrea has a car waiting for us or if Sam's next lesson is for us to endure a cab instead?"

"Andrea swore that she had it all arranged, so there should be a car waiting for us." We head for the pick-up area and no one is holding up a sign anywhere. "She'll be on desk duty at GEH…I'll have her doing the tours!" I hiss, as we head outside to catch a fucking cab.

"Breath, Anastasia." Bella soothes and leads me into a minivan taxi. She makes me take the back so that I can prop my foot up and she digs back into her bag for an ice pack which she sets on my ankle. We lucked out this cab driver keeps his cab clean. "New York Marriott Marquis, please."

"Welcome to New York. I'm Murry, sorry that we're not showing our best today, but I promise to get you ladies there safe and sound." Murry the friendly older cabbie smiles at us and we're off.

"Thank you, Murry. We're running a little behind schedule do to some bumps at the airport." Bella makes conversation.

"Well, I'm sorry about that. So that's why no luggage, huh?" He nods in response every once in a while glancing at us.

"My big sister is playing a practical joke on me for not calling ahead and having her pick us up at the terminal. I had a little tumble at the bottom of the escalator and snapped off the heel of my one of my favorite pumps. The car service never showed and I'm just gonna make it to deliver my Keynote as it is. I'm wearing sneakers with Armani and might just start a new fashion trend." I glance behind us and I swear I can see one of our Audi's not far behind us. She's covering her ass, but it's not gonna save her from my wrath.

"I'm real sorry to hear that you're having a crappy day and am honored that Ana Grey and Bella Cullen chose my humble cab. I promise to get you there safe and on time. It's nuts downtown right now, because of the movie premiere tonight at the Ziegfeld. It's pandemonium with all the crazed fans trying to catch a glimpse of the actors. Fifty Shades of Grey…" Murry's just full of eye-opening info.

"Excuse me, what's going on downtown…" Bella and I both exclaim in unison not believing our own ears.

"It stars this Dornan guy and some Johnson lady…they're in town and so is the lady who wrote it. Not my thing, but it has downtown going crazy, well that and everyone's dropping like flies because of the bug going around. Not to worry though, I keep my cab pristine." He is only too happy to answer us.

"Oh, gods…" I lay my head back and close my eyes.

"We'll just steer clear. It'll be fine." Bella pats my hand reassuringly.

"Bella, we're staying at the Waldorf." I growl.

"Amelia is our friend and Jamie and Christian aren't exactly strangers either. He's civil towards him at charity events. They're golf buddies. Nearly friends. It'll be fine. Trust me."

"Please, don't say that…" I moan, burying my face in my hands.

"Hey, that's right. The book had characters with you and your husband's name in it…" Murry cuts in.

"Unfortunately, that book series is the bane of my life. Knowing that the movie is being premiered tonight is just another check mark on this very, very, bad day. I can assure you though that EL took her imagination and went insane, because that isn't even close to our lives. If he even tried any of that dark kinky shit with me, he'd be a eunuch." I snarl darkly.

"It's a lifestyle that we do not partake in, but other family members who shall remain nameless more than fit in the world that she weaved." Bella echoes after me.

"Well, I guess it comes down to whatever sells books, right?" He nods.

"As a publisher I'm all too aware that erotica sells books and I have no problem with that. However, when the book stars characters with my husband and my name and nearly all of my close family members, it's too close to home. Not to mention a never-ending paparazzi and security nightmare." I glance behind us again and Sam's right behind us now and shit she looks beyond pissed. I'm pissed too, so I flip her the finger and then go back to resting my eyes.

"Did you just flip someone off?" Bella narrows her eyes at me.

"Sam's right behind us." I hiss back.

Bella glances out the rear window, but the Audi is several cars down now. "Ana, we're in New York! There are Audi's everywhere! Just close you eyes and relax."

"It was Sam." I'm brooding now like Teddy does when he wants to stay outside and play and its dinner time.

"Head back, eyes closed, and deep cleansing breaths. Get yourself in the zone so that you'll be ready to give that speech." Bella orders softly and shoots me an 'I will put you in time out' glare.

"Fine…" I close my eyes and try to focus on my speech and not on throttling my big sister.