Okay so I deleted chapter 20 becasue I didn't like that chapter. So i went in and I rewrote it this time from Chrsitians prepective not Teddy's. So here it goes -AJ
CG POV
I hold onto my son for as long as possible, until we are both cried out. He stays in my embrace; he looks exactly the same as he did all those years ago. He has gotten taller and is extremely tan, but he is the same. I sigh into his hair, finally after 10 years breathing a sigh of relief.
I pull back to get a good look at him, his copper hair hangs in his face much like it did when we first found him. It has been so long, I don't even know where to start. I need to find out what the hell happened and why I couldn't find him for so long. I place my hand on his arm leading him over to the couch at the far end of the room.
Teddy winces and pulls back away from my hand, I look at him confused. He places his hand right where mine was and brings it back to reveal blood. What the fuck is that! I grab his shoulders so that I can get a better look.
"What the hell happened," I bite out angrily looking at Taylor.
"We had a bit of a rough time getting here. Angry foster father," he says as a way of explanation. What? Not only did my son get kidnapped but he was abused by his foster father. I can feel the anger bubbling just under the surface. I am about to explode but I don't want to frighten my son right after we are reunited. I take a couple deep breaths and turn to Taylor.
"Get the first aid kit," I tell him, I bet he knows how angry I am because he rushes out of the office. I inspect Teddy's arm again, crap I think it is a pretty deep cut.
"We may have to take you to the hospital for stitches," I don't know how I will do that without the press catching on. Maybe I can take him to my mother and she can patch him up. Oh god, I think, there are so maybe people that don't know he is back yet.
"That's okay, I can do it. Not the first time I have had to patch myself up you know," he tells me so nonchalant. What does he mean had to patch himself up, what has he been through, I am seconds from blowing up. Lucky enough Taylor comes back into the room; I lead them over to the sofa so that Taylor can bandage him.
Taylor starts to clean his wound and Teddy just sits there unaffected. I fallow his eyes that are scanning the room; he lands on the photos of my family that are blown up in black and white. I get a faint grin on my face and sit next to him on the couch then point to the pictures.
"The first one on the wall, that's your mom Ana. The one of the baby sleeping is you, all tuckered out while watching Peter Pan. And the far one is your sister, Phoebe, man she is a ball of energy," I explain to him smiling.
"Teddy," he turns to look at me, "Can you tell me anything about being kidnapped? Anything at all?" I have to know it is killing me inside knowing that I didn't get to be a part of his life for 10 years because of these people.
"I can't remember much it was a really long time ago and I was only four," he tells me and I sigh, "But I remember being picked up from preschool by a guy named Peter. I remember being confused because you and Mom said that you would be there to get me," I look away just another failure on my part.
"Um then he took me to this run down house, I don't know where though. I tried to escape but…" he stops and gets a faraway look in his eyes.
"But the guy stopped me. There was a woman also, she controlled him, told him what to do. But that is all I really remember. It's not a lot, sorry I couldn't be more helpful." He tells me looking down at his shoes that look years too old for him.
"Hey that's okay; it's more than we had in years. I will find this person Teddy I promise, but you are the most important thing. And now you are home with your family," I tell him and put my arm onto his shoulder and he leans into me.
"What happened to my mother," he asks quietly.
"What do you mean? She is probably home right now actually," I tell him confused. He pulls away and looks at me and it is like I am seeing him again for the first time. I stand up and help him off the couch so that he doesn't hurt his arm anymore.
"Would you like to meet her?" I ask. He nods his head; I think he is a bit nervous though. Meeting dad is one this, but seeing your mother again after 10 years will be intense. I grab all of my stuff and start to head to the door making sure that Teddy is fallowing. I feel like if I don't have eyes on him he will disappear all over again, and I don't think I could handle it a second.
We make it to my private elevator and I notice that Andrea is staring at us the whole way to it. She must recognize Teddy; she was here when he was a baby so I'm not surprised. We ride the elevator down to the parking garage and Taylor opens the door for the both of us. Ted climbs into the back and I in the front. I glance back at him making sure he is still okay, he is just staring out the window. Taylor makes good time to the house on the sound.
While Taylor drives I get on my blackberry, the first person I text is Welch.
"We found him,"-CG
"You found him?"-W
"Yes"-CG
"Congratulations!"-W
"I want to Fucking know where he was this whole fucking time Welch! He was in the Fucking foster system this whole time! How the fuck did we not find him Welch! I swear to god if you don't figure it out everyone is fired!" –CG
"I am on it sir. Do you know the name of the foster parent he stayed with," – W
"No, but I think Taylor does. Get it done Welch!"-CG
I will call him late to chew his ass out, this is unacceptable there is no reason Teddy should have spent this long away from us, he shouldn't have spent any time away. Taylor pulls up to the house and I jump out waiting for Teddy to get out so we can walk up together. When he finally slips out his mouth is set in 'o' shape staring up at the house in awe.
"You live here?" he asks nervously. I laugh and sling my arm over his shoulder.
"Yeah, so do you, now," I tell him and pull him up the front steps.
We get in the foyer and I strip off my jacket and shoes and Teddy does the same. I walk farther into the house going to the living room. Ana may have a heart attack when she sees her baby for the first time.
"Little Bear?" I turn around and see Gail standing in the kitchen staring at Teddy.
"Uh yeah?" he asks confused then is engulfed into a hug from her while she cries on him. Taylor comes over and she turns into him still crying. It's been hard for all of us these 10 years.
I look at Teddy and he is trying to fix his hair but without any luck as it just flops back into his face. I am surprised Ana hasn't come down yet at all the commotion going on down here, so I call up for her.
"Ana!"
"We are up here Christian," she calls back and I know she means her and Phoebe.
"Come down here I have a surprise for you," I yell.
"I swear to god Christian, if it is another expensive gift I will hurt you and it won't be pretty," she tells me her voice getting louder as she gets down the stairs. I can hear Teddy trying to laugh discretely without much success.
"Who is that? Is there someone here?" she asks finally getting to the bottom of the stairs. She gives me a kiss but hasn't noticed Teddy yet because he is somewhat in the corner. I wave my arm out in his direction; and he gives her a little wave.
Ana POV
I stumble back a bit running into Christian's chest; I put my hand over my mouth. I would know those eyes and hair anywhere. He is tall and lanky probably due to not eating much and he is so incredibly tan. I look back at Christian for conformation and he nods.
"You're… You're…oh god," I can't catch my breath and start to feel light headed. He is here, my baby boy, my little Teddy Bear. I can't do anything but fall to my knees and sob; crying out for all the lost time, all the days I didn't get to spend with him, the time I didn't get to see him grow up. He's here and he is all grown up.
I feel a pair of arms wrap around my shoulders and I look up to see my sons bright blue eyes shine with unshed tear. He gathers me into a hug and silently rocks me back and forth crying into my hair. I cry until my sobs turn to hiccups. I pull away and look into his beautiful face, his hair is so long you can barely see his eyes and it sticks up in all directions.
"Hi Mama," he whispers to me.
"Hi, Teddy Bear," I whisper pushing his hair out of his face and kissing his cheeks like I did when he was a baby. He smiles huge like he did when he got something new and exciting: he then helps me up off the floor and back onto my feet.
CG POV
I watch as my son and his mother get reacquainted and I feel tears start to gather in my eyes again. As soon and Teddy helps Ana off the floor Phoebe comes running into the room fallowed by Buddy our big golden retriever. She stops and looks at Teddy confused at why this strange boy is in our home but her politeness comes through.
"Hi I'm Phoebe Grey," she says to him. He looks at both Ana and I then back to her.
"Hi I'm Teddy Grey," he tells her and everyone gasps.
"Are you my brother? Cause that is his name," she asks him and he nods. She runs for him to give him a hug but as soon as she hits his chest he gasps out in pain. Phoebe backs up really quickly and runs into my arms.
Teddy is panting hard, Ana asks him is okay. I have seen this before; this is how I act right after someone I don't know touches my burns. I remember when he was little he had some nasty burns much like I did but he never had a problem with us touching him. The whole time he has been here he hasn't has a single problem with it until Phoebe tried to hug him. Maybe it's because he didn't know her when he was here, she wasn't born yet after all.
He takes a seat trying to recover from the attack on his body. I set Phoebe down and walk over to him on the couch.
"It's the burns isn't it?" I ask and his head snaps mine.
"Yes, how do you know," he asks
"We can talk after dinner okay," I tell him patting his leg.
Gail makes spaghetti for dinner because it is fast and easy, and Teddy looks like he will pass out if he doesn't eat something soon. We have a pleasant conversation about anything and everything relating to Teddy, wanting to know all the things he has been up to. However the only thing we want to know is how he was all these years, if he is okay now. I can tell he is holding back a little, I was in the same boat when I joined the Grey family all those years ago.
Gail is setting up desert for all of us when I get a phone call from Welch. I excuse myself and tell Teddy to come find me when he is done. I hurry off to the office to answer the call.
"Grey," I bark into the phone.
"Sir we have found out some information," he tells me.
"Well get on with it," I am slowly losing patients.
"We found out the foster Dads name is Henry Brown. Taylor provided me with this information so I looked into his background. It is less than pleasant sir, but the thing that interested me the most is that he doesn't have a fostering license," he tells me.
"Well how the hell did he get his hands on my fucking son then," I spit.
"That is my question as well. I am going through his banking records now and it looks like he gets a monthly check but not from the government from some off shore bank account. I am going to try to see if I can get past the fire wall system to see who controls it,"
"Good that's good. Look into his social worker, he must have had to have one if he got bounced around a lot," I tell him.
"Will do sir," he says.
"Get it done Welch; I have to know who these bastards are. The people who took my son from me will suffer and that is a promise," I growl into the phone and hang up. I walk over to my liquor stash and pour myself a glass of brandy. I gulp down the whole thing, then take the glass and throw it against the wall. I watch as the glass smashes into a million pieces.
They. Will. Pay.
Okay finished, angry Chrsitan and you get to see Ana's reaction to her son. I knowit is depressing I never said it was going to be rainbows and butterflys. What do you guys think if I did a flashback to Teddy's time in London? Let me know in the comments. Until next time-AJ