Well the Jose/Ana kiss really pissed you guys off... but it got me thinking... so I started a what if world where Ana cheats on CG some of you love it others want to string me up... But I love how invested you guys are... even the haters...

Here goes another chapter of Fifty Ways... Enjoy it guys... and please review...


I am watching them together; they are at ease and full of light. I can't help but smile even though it goes against my grain. Ana is braiding Olivia's long hair, weaving in a pink satin ribbon; Mia is sitting on the floor flipping through a fashion magazine, showing Olivia all the pretty dresses. My three girls, my three reasons…

Olivia's laughter fills the room, as my parents happily look on. Elliott and Kate haven't arrived yet but their presence will complete the equation that has become the Grey family. My family.

The last few days with Ana have been unbearable, soul shaking and for lack of a better term fucked up. I have never loved another person they way I love her, I have never needed another person to love me back before Ana and to see her with another man gutted me. I have forgiven but I have not forgotten that feeling of dread when I saw her lips touch his. I don't think that will ever leave me and the desire in me to keep her close is overwhelming.

If I would have known I would have felt like this so quickly I don't know if I would have gone to the atrium that day. She has turned my whole world upside down, everything I thought I needed and wanted was wrong… The lack of control is really fucking with my head, the conflicting thoughts to dominate but keep her safe.

"Christian are you ok son?" My father stands beside me, watching me watching them.

"Yes, I am fine." I lie of course, because I can't tell my father that my girlfriend kissed another man and I wanted to beat her perfect ass for it. That I anger fucker her and then held her orgasm hostage. That it took seeing her kiss another woman for me to realize what a jerk I was being. My father already thinks I am an asshole; I don't need to give him any more proof of it.

"It's a pretty picture… the three of them…" He nods in their direction and smiles proudly. "Olivia has come so far already, Flynn said he is optimistic."

"She is a strong brave girl…"

"That she is… I like your Ana son… She is good for you… Don't fuck it up." It is not like my father to use profanity, and his use of the work fuck stuns me a bit. I turn to him with my mouth slightly a jar.

"I won't…"

"You say that now, but this girl is different…Just treat her right, none of your usual… tricks…" His words cut right through me and I feel like he knows, like somehow he knows the truth about me. I can't imagine how… Elena wouldn't offer up the info, a former sub maybe, after I witnessed Leila suicide I called my father for legal advice. He met me at the hotel. I lied and told him she was just a friend, but he knew better I guess. We managed to keep the story out of the press, a few large donations to the police force and a few called in favors did the trick. I guess after that Carrick did some digging.

"Dad I…" He put up his hands and lowered his head.

"Christian I don't need to know and I don't want to know…Just be good to Ana is all I am saying." He walks away leaving me a little unsettled and shell shocked. He walks over to the ladies, tells Olivia how wonderful she looks and then picks her up off the floor. She wraps her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Ana is right she is a little monkey. I never let him to that to me when I was a child let him lift me up and hold me. I can see what it has done for Olivia, she feels safe in his arms in the face of all that has been done to her, she feel safe. She endured more than I ever did and yet she is still trusting and brave. I sense that I will learn more from her then she will ever learn from me.

I watch Ana as she makes her way over to me, her eye fused with mine. She has a small smile on her face, since the kiss heard round the world I have fucked her senseless. In the club, in my bed, in my shower, in the tub, and once again in my closet watching her get ready for today. It's amazing she is even able to stand no less walk. What's even more amazing is that my cock is hard just watching her walk over to me. She wraps her long sinewy arms around my waist and rests her head on my chest. Normally a touch like this would cause me to cringe but with Ana I relax against her and run my hands up and down the length of her back.

"Hey you?" She looks up at me with her crystal blue eyes and all I see in them is love.

"Baby…" I bend my head down to kiss her and she meets me half way her lips brushing against mine. "You all ready for tomorrow?" Her brow furrows and her mouth crinkles and she shakes her head no.

"I mean, it's Peyton Forbes… I am going to be her assistant. It blows my mind to even think about it."

"Ana, you are going to be fine, you are more than qualified. You are smart and have a great instinct. Just let that guide you…It what has always worked for me…"

"Well if it works for a multi-billionaire…"

"You and that smart mouth Ana."

"I know, I know you are going to fuck it later. Promises, Promises Mr. Grey."


I am a nervous fucking wreck. Today is the first day of my career. I am going to meet Peyton Forbes. I change three times finally settling on a grey flannel pencil skirt and a deep royal blue silk button down shirt, a thin black patent leather belt and black suede round toed pumps. I pull my hair back into a sleek ponytail, smear on a bit of gloss and a swipe of mascara, I grab Kate's Michael Kors bag and I am ready to go. Christian is waiting for me in the kitchen, reading the business section of the paper and drinking his coffee, his half eaten omelet sitting before him. For a moment I feel like I am in the last scene of Working Girl… He is the Harrison Ford to my Melanie Griffith.

"Good morning Baby… you look great…" His eyes wander up and down my body and I can't help but blush.

"Ms. Steele, you do look amazing today. What would you like for breakfast this morning?" Gail sweet voice calms me down a bit. I really have no appetite but I know he wants me to eat.

"Um, tea and some toast I think…"

"I will have it ready for you in a minute… I also made you a sandwich and a salad for lunch…" I know it is her job, but I am still touched by her gesture. I can't remember my mother making lunch for me like ever. I am sure it happened early on, but at some point if I wanted lunch for school I had to make it myself.

"Thank you Gail." She waves her hand at me to say it was nothing and turns to get started on my toast. I sit next to Christian and his hand rests on my knee, like it is always supposed to be there. He tears his eyes away from his paper and kisses me gently. I need more, so I wrap my arms around his neck attack his mouth, lacing my tongue with his. I hear the paper hit the counter and Gail's soft chuckle as his arms pull me against his body, taking control of the kiss back. Everything goes hazy as I fall deep and deeper in love with his man. I pull at the hair at the nape of his neck and I can her him growl with pleasure as his pulls his mouth away from mine.

"Ana… don't start something we can't finish…" His coffee breath tickles my nose and I kiss the tip of his.

"Later…"

"Abso-fucking-lutely." He releases my and I sit up straight on the bar stool collecting myself. I quietly sip my tea, taking small bites of toast. Somehow Gail even makes that special.

We drive in silence, my nerves getting the better of me. Christian takes my hand in his, rubbing his thumb against my wrist. We pull up to the Grey House and I can feel the blood drain away from my face.

"Ana, I have known Peyton a long time. She is a fine woman. You are going to love her and she you."

The elevator ride is torture, and when I get off leaving Christian behind I feel like my strength is gone. He slaps me on the ass, causing me to yelp. I turn on my heel shooting daggers at him, as the elevator doors close. He is waving with a shit eating grin on his face. Asshole.

I make my way to her office, a smaller version of Christian's; she is sitting behind her desk taking on the phone. She sees me in the door way and motions for me to come in. She is everything I thought she would be, perfection. Her long natural golden blonde hair is flecked with soft silver grey; it is perfectly straight shimmering in the light. The soft camel cashmere sweater, the crisp white shirt, a triple strand of pearls and brown tweed pants add to the effect. The crowning glory is the thick tortoise shell cat eye glasses.

"Ok kiddo, my assistant is here so I will see you tonight for dinner… Love you too… Bye honey…"She hangs up the phone and turns her attention to me. "Sorry about that… my daughter…So you are the reason I am here." She looks at me with a keen eye and I feel sick to my stomach. Of course she knows I am dating Christian, she probably thinks I sleep my way into this job and she is right in a way I did.

"Ms. Forbes…" I manage to stammer out, my cheeks blazing.

"Call me Peyton…"

"Peyton… I assure you that I am very dedicated to this position but if you feel my relationship with Christian is a problem I would regretfully step aside." She leans back in her leather executive chair and removes her glasses. She is taking my weight and measure.

"The big boss wouldn't like that very much…"

"No, but he would have to learn to deal." She exhales loudly through her nose, puts her glasses back on and hold a sheet of paper up.

"Your resume is not all that impressive Ana, you only worked in publishing for what six months…"

"Yes ma'm…"

"For Jack Hyde… I knew him. I am surprised you lasted that long… He is a creepy son of a bitch. I suppose if you can deal with him you can deal with me." A wave of relief floods over me and I relax back into the chair. "Let me be clear about one thing Ana. I don't care who your boyfriend is… I don't need to be here, I am her because Christian asked me… and I was eager to start something new. You. Work. For. Me. Are we clear?"

"Very…"

"Good, now let's discuss one of the greatest questions in literary history… Are you Team Edward or Team Jacob?"