Christian's POV

I am wiped. Traveling from the west coast to the east coast and then back to the west coast within a forty eight hour period is exhausting. I didn't get much sleep the first night I was there since we were at the police station until very early the next day. I wish I could have stayed longer, but I couldn't be away from Ana and the kids another day. I tried to convince my son to come home with me for a few days. I want him to be around his family for support, especially because of all of the media attention. The fucking press got ahold of this story, and despite Welch's best efforts the news is spreading and my son is being made the bad guy.

Teddy insisted on staying back east. He will still attend his classes and work with the college community to find his girlfriend. I also have some guys out there looking for her and I will be offering an award for information that will lead us to finding her, but I'd like to talk to my father about it first. I know that once an award is put out there, the authorities have to deal with thousands of phone calls and false leads. That's not productive. That will take their time away from looking for her.

When I arrive home I am greeted by Penny. She is about to carry the clean laundry up the steps. "Good Evening Mr Grey."

"Good evening Penny. Where's Mrs Grey?"

"She's upstairs taking care of the babies" she says with a friendly smile.

I nod and follow her up the steps. When I arrive in our bedroom I find my sexy wife. Her back is turned to me because she is changing one of the babies. I can tell just by looking at her body that she's exhausted. Normally I would walk up to her and greet her by wrapping my arms around her, but I don't want to startle her. "Hey Baby" I say softly.

She turns her head slightly and smiles. "Hi" I wrap my arms around her from behind and kiss her shoulder and neck. "Christian" she giggles as she tries to finish with Monte's diaper change, but my kisses prevent her from doing it properly. Before she is able to cover him up we see a thin stream of amber shoot up in the air. "Oh geez" she says as we both chuckle. I keep my hands on her but I release her enough so that she can clean him up. "You need to save that for when Daddy changes you, Baby Boy."

"Hey" I say to her as I look down at our son's face. He doesn't seem to understand what just happened. "Don't be giving him any ideas, Mommy." When she finishes with his diaper I pick him up and plant kisses on his cheek. I hold him to my chest and rock him as Ana cleans the changing table we keep in our bedroom. She grabs clean pajamas for him and hands them to me so that I can dress him. I take him over to our bed and do just that. He makes his cute little baby noises and looks at my face as I gently dress him. He's tiny and my hands are big. I always keep that in mind while handling him and Maddie. When Teddy was this little, I was always afraid I was going to hurt him whenever I had to change him or bathe him. It took some time to trust myself and my strength.

I carefully zip up his pajamas and lift him into my arms again, kissing his head and bouncing my body. I look over at Ana and she is just finished with cleaning the table.

"How's Teddy?"

I sigh as I continue to gently bounce our baby boy in my arms. "He's a mess, Ana. He's trying to keep it together, but I know he's scared to death. I can relate."

She drops the soiled blanket and pajamas in the baby hamper and turns to face me. "You mean when Jack lured me into a trap."

"For a moment I believed you were leaving me, but when I realized what was really going on… I didn't know where you were… not knowing where you were, I know it was only a short period of time but it nearly killed me. I knew you were in danger and I couldn't get to you fast enough." She must see the fear and agony in my face. She closes the gap between us and softly caresses my face with her hand. I close my eyes and lean into her comforting touch. "I know it's not the same. Rebecca's been missing for five days and Teddy has no idea where she is. He doesn't know if she's safe or in some kind of danger."

"He wouldn't come home?"

I shake my head. "No. He's stubborn, like his mother. He insisted on staying back east and helping with the search. I'm worried, Ana. The story is out there now and he is being blamed for her disappearance."

"Do you think our son is in danger? Will someone come after him?"

I shudder at the thought of someone coming after my son. Another reason I wanted him to come home with me. "Taylor and Barlow sent some extra security out there, and Teddy understands that he needs to follow their instructions."

"Oh Christian. After everything these kids have been through. They don't deserve this. Why is this happening?"

Ana nearly cries, but she suppresses it. I can see how tired she is but she is trying to suppress that too. I know I need to tell her about Rebecca and I can't put it off. "There's something I need to tell you."

Monte is still awake, so I keep him in my arms as I have Ana follow me over to our bed. We sit side by side and I arrange Monte in my arms so that I am cradling him. He starts to fuss so I take his pacifier from Ana and gently place it in his mouth. He takes it and immediately calms. I gently trace my fingers through his thin hair and down the side of his face as his eyes flutter open and shut.

"What is it?"

"We need to keep this between us. Nobody can know. Not Kate or Grace, not even Phoebe."

"Okay. Please tell me."

I look down at our son again, which helps me calm my breathing. "Rebecca had an affair" I say softly, but I know she heard me because I hear a gasp escape her lips.

"When?"

"Sometime in October. They've been keeping it quiet. They didn't tell anybody."

"Christian…. how could she do that? After everything he's done for her?" She starts to raise her voice. I look down at Monte and his eyes shoot open. I gently caress his head and the side of his face again as I make soft shushing sounds. Ana stands from the bed and starts to pace. "Poor Teddy, he must have been devastated. It all makes sense now. I knew, I knew something wasn't right with them. God, what a bitch" she hisses the last line, and it grabs my attention. I look up at her. I can't help but be amused.

"Ana, Baby calm down."

"Calm down? Christian, do you mean to tell me that you don't want to just rip this girl's face off for hurting our son?" Monte spits the pacifier out and starts to cry at Ana's outburst. Ana grabs her head with both hands as she watches me stand and bounce our son again. "Oh God, I'm sorry."

"Shhhhh" I say as I pace and bounce our son. I manage to put the pacifier back in his mouth and he takes it, but he doesn't close his eyes. "You're okay, buddy, you're okay. Daddy's got you." I say softly. I walk over to where we keep the bassinets and see that Maddie is swaddled and sleeping peacefully. "She's had her bottle?" I ask Ana softly.

"Yes, she's good for the night." I turn and look at my wife. She has her arms crossed and she is shaking her head. "How could she do this Christian?"

"I hate what she did. Ana, she made a mistake. But… she didn't try to hide it from him. She went home and told him that same night."

"It only happened once?"

I nod. "She told Teddy that it only happened once. And he believes her. It took them three months to get their relationship back on track. He's forgiven her and they were moving on."

"And now this happens" she says softly.

"Their bedroom was torn apart. He believes that someone has taken her."

"Do they have any idea who?"

I shrug my shoulders and look down at Monte. He's asleep. I motion for Ana to get his blanket so that she can swaddle him. I lay him down and she expertly wraps him and picks him up. I watch as she kisses his head and settles him in his bassinet. I walk over to her and put my hands on her shoulders. She turns and we embrace. I've missed this woman. I take a moment to just hold her and breathe in her scent.

"We still have one more baby to put to bed" she reminds me.

"How is Natalie?" I ask her as she pulls away. She smiles as she thinks about our baby girl.

"She asked about you a lot, especially last night at bed time." I smile as I take her hands in mine and play with them. "She was so good today. We read some books together, and she was so good when I had to feed and change the babies."

"Was she now?" I'm surprised to hear this because Natalie has been having a hard time sharing attention with the twins.

"She was. It's like she knew that it was especially important to be good today. I've been thinking, maybe we should talk about sending her to preschool a few days a week."

I sigh. I'm not ready to send Natalie to school yet. I still think she's too young for that. "I thought we talked about sending her in the fall."

"Yes, we did talk about that. But I think we should send her now. She'll get to be around other kids, she'll have something other than her one dance class to occupy her, she'll come home and have a bunch of stories to tell us." She chuckles at her last point, and I can't help but chuckle too. I used to love the stories that Teddy and Phoebe came home with. "It will give her less time to feel sad about the time I need to spend with the twins. She'll come home, have her nap, and then I can have some time with her before you come home."

"It sounds like you thought a lot about this" I tell her.

"I have been tossing the idea around in my head. I think this will be good for her."

I nod and then lean my forehead against hers. "Okay. We can try. A few days a week. Half days."

She kisses my lips in appreciation. "Thank you. Now let's go get our baby girl."

Ana and I leave our bedroom and walk down the steps together side by side, my right arm around her waist and my left hand holding her right. We are both exhausted. It's a good thing I ate my dinner on the jet. I don't think I have the energy to even eat at this point. We plan to turn in as soon as we put Natalie to bed. I can't wait to fall asleep spooning with my wife.

We walk into the main room and look around for our baby girl. One of her movies is playing so I expect to see her on the sofa or on the floor in front of the television, but she's in neither of those places. "Natalie" I call out for her, but I don't receive an answer. "Natalie, come out right now so we can see you" I say out loud so that she can hear me. Ana leaves my side to check the bathroom while I look around the room. I can hear her whimpering as I approach her Disney doll house and find her curled into a little ball behind it. "Natalie" I say to her with disappointment. I lift her into my arms and she starts to cry. "Why didn't you come out when I called you?" I ask her with more patience since she's crying. She continues to cry as I hold her, and then I realize what had happened. Shit! Literally. This is just what I need right now.

Ana walks into the room and approaches us. "What happened?"

Natalie starts to cry harder. I hold her tighter and shush her. "Shhhh, it's okay. It's okay Baby."

I walk toward the foyer and Ana follows me. We climb the steps and use the hallway entrance to our master bathroom. Ana rushes to shut the door to our bedroom so that Natalie's cries don't wake the babies. Ana checks on them as I tend to Natalie. I start the shower and have her stand in front of the vanity so that I can remove her clothes. She is still crying hard with tears rolling down her face. I caress her cheek and kiss her nose but she continues to cry. "Baby, don't be sad. We're going to get you cleaned up and everything will be fine." My words do nothing to placate her. She continues to cry as I remove her socks, her dress and then her soiled leggings and underwear and toss them into a plastic bag. I then lift her and place her into the shower. She tries to walk out but I stop her. "No Baby, it's okay. We need to get you cleaned up."

She is still crying when I stand and grab the hand held shower head and soap. I squat down again and do my best to clean her while she's crying. I manage to stay calm and get her cleaned up, despite the fact that I'm exhausted and she is now screaming. Ana comes into the bathroom and helps me remove my clothes quickly so that I can pick up our baby girl and step into the shower. This calmed her down when she had the diarrhea. I place the shower head back on the holder and adjust it so that the water pours soothingly over us. I rub her back and it works, her cries start to calm and after a while they are just whimpers. Her head is resting on my shoulder. She might just fall asleep like this. I continue to sway in the shower and rub my hand through her hair and on her back until I myself feel calm.

I turn the shower water off and Ana is immediately there with a towel for Natalie. She wraps it around her and takes her from me. "What about me?" I try to sound hurt.

"Do you want me to dry you off and carry you to bed?"

"Please" I say as she tosses me a towel. I let it hit my chest and then I fist it before it falls. I dry myself and pull on pajama bottoms.

"Daddy" I hear my baby girl. Her voice is raspy. I know she'll be out the minute her head hits the pillow.

"I'll take her" I say to Ana. I walk over and lift Natalie into my arms. "I'm here Sweet Pea" I say to her softly. Ana smiles appreciatively at me and walks back into our bedroom.

I take Natalie to her bedroom to get her dressed. I still have her in my arms as I go through her drawers for pajamas and underwear. I bring them over to the bed and gently put her down. When she sees what I've picked out she starts to cry again. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"Diapy" she says as tears escape her eyes again. I gently wipe them away with my thumb.

"Baby, no you don't need a diaper. That was just an accident."

"Peeeaaase, Diapy" she continues to cry and cough. I pull her into my lap and hold her, but she continues to cry. I stand and pace around her room while holding her to my chest, and I fire up the iPod desk so that her music plays softly. This calms her, but she is still upset.

"Baby, everything's going to be fine. Mommy and Daddy are not mad at you, okay?" She nods while her head is on my shoulder. "We love you so much." I turn my head and kiss her hair a few times. "Mommy told me you were a good girl while I had to work. I'm very happy about that, Sweet Pea."

"Diapy" she says softly.

I sigh and walk over to her bed with her still in my arms. I sit down and gently pull her away from me and place her on my lap so that I can look at her face, and so she can see mine. "I want you to listen to me, okay? You are a big girl now. You don't need to wear diapers. What happened today was just an accident. I know you didn't mean to poop in your underwear, right?" She nods and reaches up to wipe her tears. I also help her with that. "I think you do a great job with using the potty. Mommy and I both do. And we won't get mad at you for having an accident. Okay?" She nods again and leans toward me for a cuddle. How can I resist that? I wrap my arms around her and hold her for a few seconds. I then leave go and kiss the top of her head and reach for her pajamas. "I picked out the Belle pajamas for you. Do you want to wear these?"

"Mmmm" she nods and this time she slightly verbalizes her response. She cooperates as I put lotion on her, get her dressed and comb through her wet hair. Ana joins us just as I finish.

"How about both Mommy and I read to you tonight?" I ask Natalie, and I am finally awarded with her smile. It's been some time since both Ana and I put her to bed together, so this is a real treat. The three of us sit on her bed together and read two of her books. She nods off just as Ana finishes reading the second book. We spend some time just watching her sleep before we carefully climb out of her bed and tuck her in.

I wrap my arm around Ana and pull her toward me. "Now let's get you tucked in, Mrs Grey." She has to cover her mouth to stifle her giggle as we walk out of Natalie's room together.

As we walk down the hall we run into Phoebe. I leave go of Ana so that I can give her a hug.

"Peanut" I greet her with a smile and wrap my arms around her. I kiss her head before I release her. I'm met with her worried look. "What's wrong?"

"Is Teddy okay?" She asks me. She knows that I spent a few days with him. I look down and notice that she's holding what looks like a tabloid. "What's this?" I ask as I reach for it. She holds it up and opens it to show me. It is a picture of my son, and there's also a picture of Rebecca. And words like "missing", "jealous boyfriend" "murderer". Fuck