Christian finishes sending Gail a text message around one in the afternoon. After he tucks his blackberry away he gently shakes Phoebe's shoulder to wake her. She had slept through another movie. She sits up and rubs her eyes hard to wake herself up.

"Sleep well?"

Phoebe nods but her eyes look very sleepy.

"You haven't been sleeping well have you?" he asks her, and she only shrugs her shoulders. "I wanted you to wake up and eat some lunch. Gail is making grilled cheese and tomato soup." This time she responds with a light grin, but Christian has a feeling that she is only doing that to appease him. "I'll go grab us some drinks. Don't go back to sleep."

Phoebe watches as he leaves the room. Once he disappears into the kitchen she lays her head back and closes her eyes. Her head hurts and closing her eyes seems to lessen the pain. When Christian comes back into the room he places the drinks on two coasters and takes his spot on the couch again. "Phoebe, does your head hurt?" he asks her after noticing her reach her hand up to hold her head.

"Yeah a little"

"I'll go get you something" he sighs. He's trying to be patient with her which is not in his character. If this were anyone else he would have chewed them out for not mentioning the head ache sooner. He returns shortly and hands her two pills and a glass of water. She takes the pills and a big gulp of the water. "Thank you" she says softly.

"You're welcome." He takes the glass from her and places it on a third coaster. "Maybe once you have some more food in you you'll feel better." Phoebe only offers another nod. "You know, I had a chance to say my piece, now it's your turn."

"Huh" she says, surprised at her father's words.

"I said, you heard what I had to say. I'm sure you have some things you'd like to say. I know I've been doing things that upset you." Phoebe breaks eye contact with him and nods again. "Phoebe, if we are going to fix things between us, we need to be able to talk to each other again. So don't be afraid. Say what's on your mind."

Phoebe has to think this over first. She shifts on the couch and brings her legs up to sit criss cross. "I'm sad that I didn't get to go to Teddy's birthday dinner" she says sheepishly.

"Okay, what else?"

"And that you threw away flowers that my boyfriend had sent to me. I didn't even know about them."

Phoebe stops talking, but Christian knows there is probably more. He tries to push her again. "Anything else?"

Phoebe nods while her eyes are on her hands in her lap. "I'm mostly upset that you stopped talking to me. It felt like you didn't care. It's like I came back but I wasn't your daughter anymore."

Christian can feel his heart sink. He regrets handling things the way he did, but he didn't see any other way. He also breaks eye contact and looks down at his hands. He has his elbows rested on his knees. "I'm not proud of the way I handled things" he says softly. "I don't want it to be that way with us. Phoebe, it was like something broke inside of me when you left."

"Can it be fixed?"

Christian keeps his elbows on his knees but looks over at his daughter. "I hope so."

Phoebe bits her lip for a moment while deciding if she should bring up her next point.

"What is it?" Christian asks her before she has a chance to look away.

"Um, I was thinking about Sawyer."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I know you fired him. But, he's the one that brought me back." Christian looks at her as though she were speaking another language. "I kind of got mad at Trevor, so when I wanted to leave I called Sawyer. He drove all the way to Los Angeles to get me even though he wasn't one of your employees anymore." Christian looks down at his hands again. He doesn't want to broach the subject of someone that he had fired. "Do you think he can work for us again?"

Christian avoids the question. He looks over at Phoebe and glares at her. "Why did you call Sawyer?"

Phoebe looks down and hesitates. The tone of his voice has changed and he is no longer calm. "He was the first person that I thought of. I knew I could count on him."

"Not me" he says regrettably and looks down at his hands again.

"I was afraid of what you would do" she says softly. "Sawyer's always had this way of calming me down when I was afraid of you."

Christian brings his hand up to his mouth and rubs at it. "You're afraid of me?"

Phoebe shrugs. "Sometimes"

Gail brings their lunch into the main room and they eat in silence. When they are finished Christian puts the bowls and plates on the table for Gail to clear away later. He sits back down on the couch and looks at the remote control. "How 'bout another movie?" Phoebe nods at him and brings her legs up onto the couch again to get comfortable. "Okay, but you can't fall asleep this time."

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Teddy and Rebecca arrive back at her father's house and he helps her into her bedroom. She is exhausted from all of the tests she had to endure at the hospital. She needed them so that they could see if she can have her next and final surgery before going back east for her sophomore year of college. Teddy helps her change into pajamas and he also removes his jeans and shoes. He helps her into bed and climbs in next to her. She rests her head on his chest and he runs his fingers through her hair. They lie there in silence for a while, listening to the birds chirping outside her window.

"This is nice, just lying here with you" he says to her.

"Don't you ever get tired of it?" she asks him after another moment of silence.

Teddy is confused by his girlfriend's question. "What do you mean, Babe?"

Rebecca slowly sits up so that she can look at him. "I mean, don't you ever get tired of this? Having to be here and having to take care of me?"

Teddy leans up on his elbows and still looks confused. "No, I like being here with you."

Rebecca gives him a pitiful smile. "Teddy, there are so many things you can be doing right now. You could be out fishing or at the beach, playing volleyball with the guys, swimming in the ocean, or out on the golf course kicking Ryan's butt. You could be having rougher than rough sex with some girl that looks hot in a bikini, a girl that isn't crippled with a bunch of surgical scars."

Teddy drops the confused look and starts to feel angry. "What are you talking about?"

Rebecca wipes some tears away and has to look away from him for a moment. "I feel like I'm holding you back. You are young and you only live once. Are you sure you want to be spending this time with me and not someone that doesn't have to have a million surgeries and is confined to a fucking wheelchair?"

Teddy sits up all the way and takes her hand in his. He still feels angry but he keeps his voice calm. "Rebecca, have I ever given you a reason to think that?" Rebecca cautiously shakes her head and more tears start to drip down her face. She has never been much of a crier, but Teddy has become a weakness over the past couple years. "Then why are you doing this? Why are you asking me this?"

"I want you to be sure. I don't want you to look back and resent me for all of this time you are devoting to me."

Teddy uses both of his hands to raise her hand to his lips. He softly kisses the back of her hand and keeps his lips there for a few seconds. When he lowers her hand he looks into her eyes. "Rebecca, this is where I want to be. You are the person I want to be spending my time with. This is what I want. No bikini model would ever come close to meaning as much to me as you do."

Rebecca smiles as more tears run down her face. She bites her lip and breaks eye contact with him. Teddy reaches up to release her lip from her teeth. He then slowly leans in and starts to kiss her. She returns the kiss and puts her hands on his face. He reaches up and puts his hands on her face, which is still wet from her tears. She is the first to pull away. "I love you" she says softly.

"I love you too, Rebecca Lincoln. Don't ever doubt that." Teddy keeps his hands on her face and uses his thumbs to dry away some of the tears.

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After dinner Ana joins Phoebe in her bedroom while Christian gets Natalie ready for bed. She sits next to her and gets her to take a break from reading the book that she currently has her nose in.

"How did it go today?" Ana asks her daughter. She has more enthusiasm in her voice than Phoebe would like at the moment.

"It went okay."

"Just okay?" Ana raises an eyebrow at her, and Phoebe shrugs her shoulders. She marks her page and puts the book aside.

"Dad said he felt abandoned by me" she says sadly.

"How did that make you feel?"

Phoebe frowns and looks up at her mother. "Awful. I never meant to hurt him like that. And now that I have, I hate myself."

Ana puts her arm around her daughter. "I don't want you to hate yourself, and your father doesn't want that for you either. But, we need you to realize just how much power you have over us."

"How does that work?" Phoebe asks, oblivious to just how much she means to her parents.

"Phoebe, we love you so much. Our love for you gives you so much power to hurt us. And we prefer you not use it."

Phoebe moves away from her mother so that she can face her. She sits with her legs criss cross. "I really didn't mean to hurt anyone. I totally get what you meant now about me being selfish. I guess I wanted what I wanted and didn't see that it would hurt you." Phoebe keeps frowning. She genuinely feels terrible for the pain she had caused for both of her parents. "Mom, I really want to fix this. But I don't know how."

"Me neither" she shrugs and smiles at her daughter. "This is isn't a quick easy fix, Honey. It's going to take time and work. We need to be able to trust you again."

Phoebe looks down. "I wouldn't blame you if you never trust me again, but I hope someday you can."

"Yeah, me too. I think you can learn from this. Whenever you have to make a decision and you are unsure, take the time to think about how your decisions and your actions affect other people." Phoebe looks at her mother and there is silence between the two for a while. Phoebe thinks about telling her mother about Trevor, but she almost hopes she will ask about him before she divulges anything. Ana looks at her and can tell that she wants to say something. She reaches up and tucks a strand of hair behind her daughter's ear. "What is it?"

Phoebe bites her lip, a trait she clearly inherited from her mother. "He didn't ask me if Trevor and I…. well you know." Phoebe looks down at her hands that she is currently playing with in her lap.

Ana smirks, knowing exactly what her daughter is referring to. "Did you want him to ask?"

Phoebe looks up and glares at her. "No, of course not." She looks down again and shrugs her shoulders. "I was just surprised that he didn't that's all."

Ana takes a moment to think about asking the question. "Phoebe, did you and Trevor have sex?"

Phoebe looks up and shakes her head. "No, we didn't." Phoebe looks in her mother's eyes and can swear that she sees relief in them. She looks down again. "I mean, we almost did."

"What happened?" Phoebe struggles with telling her about this. She starts to regret bringing up the subject. "Phoebe, you can tell me. Was Trevor pressuring you?"

Phoebe looks up again. "No, not at all. In fact, he was really cool about it. He assured me that he will wait until, you know, I am ready."

"Well that's wonderful. Do you believe him?"

"Yes, I do. But I kind of got mad at him. He told his cousin about it and it made me really uncomfortable. That's why I left." Ana nods her head. She's been wondering about Phoebe's break up with Trevor and why she came home without him. And now she knows. "He's been sending me flowers, but Dad's been keeping them from me."

"What?" Ana asks, both shocked and annoyed.

"Teddy found out and he told me. Trevor has been sending me flowers daily, but I guess Dad's been getting them and throwing them away before I got to see them." Ana is speechless. She doesn't want to let on to Phoebe how angry this makes her, but Phoebe already senses it. "Don't be mad at Dad. I know it was wrong for him to do that, but what I did was much worse." Ana looks at her daughter with amazement of how gracious she is being about this. "Please don't be mad at him."

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After getting Natalie changed and reading her a bedtime story, Christian tucks her into bed and leaves her to sleep, but not before making sure her Princess Belle nightlight is on. He retreats to his study where he has set up a late but quick meeting. When he walks in, his appointment is already there waiting for him. Christian takes his seat behind his desk and looks up at the man sitting in one of the chairs facing his desk. Taylor leaves them to their meeting.

"Thank you for coming so late and on such short notice. I promise to make it quick" Christian says in his CEO voice.

"You're welcome" the familiar and friendly voice says.

Christian slightly tones down his CEO persona while conducting the meeting. "First, I'd like to thank you for what you did for my daughter. Even though I fired you, you didn't hesitate to help her when she needed it."

Sawyer nods at him. He really would do anything for that girl. He's watched her grow up and he has been assigned to protect her since the day she drew her first breath.

"You've worked for me for over twenty years. During that time you've shown nothing but professionalism and loyalty. Those are two very great qualities that are difficult to find. I'm not sure if you have found other work since the time I let you go, but I'd like to offer you a position on my security team again."

Sawyer is speechless. He hasn't found other employment since being let go. Christian has always paid him a generous salary, so generous that he would never need to work again.

"Tell me what you're thinking about" Christian says, and this time he sounds more like a friend than a boss.

"Well, having the time off these past few weeks has really put things into perspective for me" Sawyer begins. "I've been able to drop my kid off at school and pick him up every day. I've been able to have dinner with him and my girlfriend and tuck my son in at night, and I wasn't able to do those things before."

Christian watches his former security guard as he appears to have an internal struggle. "Don't get me wrong. Working for you has allowed me to support them and set up a college fund for my kid. He can go anywhere he wants when the time comes. My girlfriend only works because she wants to. And your kids are like my nieces and nephew. It was an honor to protect them. I don't hold any ill feelings toward you for firing me, Mr Grey."

"You don't?"

"No, I was surprised you kept me on as long as you did."

Christian shakes his head. "Don't talk down on yourself like that. You've always been an exceptional employee. Me firing you had nothing to do with your abilities." Christian sighs out of pure tiredness. "Okay, how about this. You agree to come back, whether it's to assume your role as Phoebe's bodyguard or something else that you'd like to do while being a part of the security team, and we can work out some sort of schedule so that you can continue to tend to your family the way you have been."

Sawyer looks at him and can't believe it is Mr Grey that is sitting before him.

"What do you say?"

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Christian joins Ana in bed after brushing his teeth and changing into pajama bottoms, no shirt. She has been sitting up waiting for him. He sits next to her as she continues to look through a magazine.

"How did it go?" she asks him, not taking her eyes off of the page she is currently looking at.

Christian smiles at his wife, knowing that his answer will please her. "Luke Sawyer is back on staff. He starts tomorrow."

Ana smiles, just as he knew she would. "Good. Let's not tell Phoebe though. It can be a surprise."

Christian nods in agreement and pulls the covers over his lap. "What did you and Phoebe talk about?"

Ana looks up from her magazine and at her husband for a moment. "Now how is that any of your business?"

She goes back to reading her magazine when Christian smirks at her. "Oh, Mrs Grey. Come on we don't keep secrets from each other."

"We don't? Well, how about the one where Trevor was sending our daughter flowers and you were intercepting them and throwing them away?"

Christian looks down at his lap while Ana still has her eyes on her magazine. "Oh yeah about that"

"Phoebe told me not to be mad at you."

"She did?"

"Um hm." Ana continues to flip through pages of her magazine, knowing that it has started to irritate her husband since all of her attention is not focused on him.

"What else did she say?"

Ana still doesn't take her eyes off of the magazine. "She didn't have sex."

"What?" he asks almost too loudly, which causes Ana to look over at him.

"What? Did you think she did?"

Christian looks like the wind has been knocked out of him. She didn't have sex. "Yeah, I just assumed….. wait, she told you she didn't?"

"That's right"

"And you believe her?"

"Of course I do. She said she wasn't ready." Ana starts to read her magazine again, and she has an amused smile on her face for what this news is doing to her husband. The subject of sex is only uncomfortable for him when his daughter is involved.

Christian runs his hand through his hair. "Did that fucker pressure her?"

Ana looks over at him again. "No, he didn't. Phoebe said he was a gentleman about it."

"Yeah, I bet he was" Christian snorts.

Ana tosses the magazine in the air and it lands on the floor next to the bed. She kneels up and faces her husband. "Christian, are we going to sit here and discuss our daughter's sex life all night, or are we going to get back to ours?"

This catches Christian by surprise. He doesn't answer her right away. He needs a moment to process what she had just said to him. Once he is collected he answers her quietly. "It's been a while"

"Too long" she matches his tone. She leans in and starts to kiss him softly. He puts his hands on her head and deepens the kiss. Before she can react Ana is already on her back and Christian is in top of her.

"Are you sure?" he asks her.

"I'm sure that I love you, and I'm sure that we need to make up for lost time."

Christian smiles a big panty splitting smile at her and proceeds to kiss her all over. "You're on Mrs Grey"