I don't own anything. I hope Christian doesn't seem too OOC, it's difficult to try to stay true to his original character but still show the change Navy has caused from being in his life for four years already. Let me know if any of the character seems too odd.

I AM NOT A DOCTOR, SO DON'T TAKE MY MEDICAL ADVICE OTHER THAN "IF IT IS WEIRD, SEE A DOCTOR."

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When Ana Steele helped Kate prepare the article of Kate's career they were unaware that Christian Grey had a different motive to work for greatness. There was something something much more important to the man than money. As his grandfather once told him "Behind every powerful man, there is a beautiful daughter" and Ana wasn't prepared to meet Christian Grey's most precious thing.

Chapter Ten: Breathe

Christian frowned, he and Navy had spent the night at Ana's apartment. Navy slept in Kate's bed while Christian and Ana slept in Ana's room. It was a spur of the moment thing, and Christian didn't feel guilty at all. At least he didn't feel guilty until Navy woke him and Ana up at 3 AM with severe coughing, Christian had taken her temperature at that moment and it was high. Christian had been ready to take Navy to the hospital, but the only thing that stopped him was knowing that Dr. Anders was three hours away. That and Ana had been a godsend in that moment, she quickly stripped Navy of her nightclothes and placed a cool washcloth on Navy's head. Determined to bring her fever down. However; even now Christian could still feel the heat radiate from his little girl. She was still feverish but not nearly as bad as she was before, her breathing was heavy but even, and she was still coughing. He was worried, but thankful that Dr. Anders would be able to see them soon. They were on their way to her office, having left Ana around 9 in the morning, getting back in Seattle by noon and taking a short nap at Escala before the appointment. Navy wasn't like herself at all, and it was beginning to worry Christian. His normally rambunctious girl was quiet, reserved, and sleepy. She was getting sick. Christian felt helpless as Navy looked at him with her slate colored eyes.

"Daddy... I dun feel good." Navy frowned, Christian felt his heart ache.

"I know baby, but Dr. Anders is going to help you feel better." Christian whispered, Navy nodded slowly. Christian had just placed his hand against Navy's forehead when he felt his phone vibrate.

How is Navy doing?

Ax

If Christian wasn't so worried about Navy he'd be grinning from ear to ear. Ana cared about Navy, she was worried about the little girl. That was a great sign. Christian did really like Ana, but he knew that if Ana couldn't stand Navy than things would be off. But so far Ana seems happy to have Navy to dote on.

She's still feverish, on the way to the doctor now.

Her cough seems to have gotten worse, though

Cx

Ana messaged back instantly.

Let me know what is going on as soon as you find out.

I'll be at Escala as soon as possible to help with her.

Elliot and those guys you sent over were a lot of help.

Even though they won't let me pick up anything

remotely heavy.

Thank you

Ax

Christian did grin this time, he sent two of his low-level security workers, Judd and Strong, to help Ana and Kate move in his absence. Both had strict orders that neither girl should be doing any heavy lifting. He hoped that his stubborn girl would let the two do their jobs.

"Is that Ana?" Navy asked quietly, her voice was almost a whisper, laced with fatigue.

"Yes, baby, it is." Christian answered, running a hand through her sweaty hair.

"Hiiiiii Annaaaaa." Navy said, drawing out her hello. Christian chuckled softly, even sick she likes Ana.

I'm glad, let them do their jobs. You shouldn't

have to pick up anything heavy. Not with three

fully capable men there. Navy says hello.

Cx

They arrived at the hospital, Taylor had stopped at the doors, where Reynolds and Ryan had already warded off any paparazzi that had shown up. Christian instantly picked up Navy, who even though it was chilly out was wearing shorts and a t-shirt because her body was too hot for pants, and quickly walked inside. Dr. Anders met Christian at the door.

"What symptoms does she have?" Anders asked as they began walking, she'd been Navy's doctor since the little girl was released from the NICU, she could tell something was wrong with the little girl.

"She's feverish, coughing badly, fatigued. It got bad overnight." Christian said as Navy began a coughing fit, her cough had gotten three times as worse than last night, and the only thing that stopped Christian from going to the hospital was that he would be meeting with Dr. Anders soon. Anders heard the cough and stopped suddenly.

"How long has she been having trouble breathing?" Dr. Anders asked.

"She's been having mini asthma attacks since Monday." Dr. Anders frowned.

"I don't like the sound of that cough while knowing she's been having touble breathing. I'm admitting her." Dr. Anders said, she switched directions and headed straight to one of the reception desks. Within the next ten minutes Navy had been placed on a breathing machine and placed in a suite that's walls were decorated with penguins. Christian almost groaned when he saw the walls. Dr. Anders chuckled, she knew of Navy's penguin obsession.

"Daddy. I want Waddles." Navy said softly. Christian nodded.

"Anything else baby?" Christian asked. Navy shook her head. Christian frowned and stepped out of the room to make a call to Gail. After which Christian sent a text to Ana, but not before catching the message that she had sent him while he was busy with the admittance paperwork.

I shall let them do their jobs, don't worry.

Tell Navy I said hello as well. Let me know

when she's ok. We made it to Seattle safe and

sound. Unloading the boxes now. Who is this

Sawyer guy and what is a CPO?

Ax

One corner of Christian's lips perked up, he was glad she made it safe and was letting them carry the heavy stuff. That was progress with her. She'd just have to get used to Sawyer.

Navy was admitted to the hospital. Can you still

run by Escala and pick up the bag Gail has

packed for us?

Cx

Christian placed his head against the wall. His little girl was laying in another hospital bed. When he left the hospital with her after her time in the NICU he vowed that she'd never be in another hospital bed. But here she was four years later. Sick and weak in another hospital bed. His phone vibrated...

Of course. What is wrong? Do the doctors know

yet? Have you called your mother? Do you need

anything else? Food? Drink?

Ax

Christian frowned, no he hadn't called his mother yet. He needed to. He messaged Ana back.

They think it is a form of pneumonia and bronchitis.

No I haven't called my mother. Coffee would be great,

black.

Cx

Christian peaked into Navy's room, and his little girl was asleep. He frowned once more, appeased that he knew she was still breathing by the steady beating of the monitors. He stepped back out and dialed his mother's number. His mom answered on the second ring.

"Christian, what is this I heard about you sending one of your security goons to pick up Mia? I thought that I told you to pick your own sister up. She's been gone for months, months Christian. And what is keeping you from retrieving your little sister from the airport? What kind of meeting? Can't it wait?" Grace said quickly, she was just finishing up her shift at the hospital, however, she was working on the last bit of paperwork that she had. Christian rubbed his hands through his hair.

"Mom..." Christian croaked, Grace paused Christian's voice was filled with worry and tears.

"What's wrong darling?" Grace cooed.

"Mom, Navy's been admitted into the hospital. Her breathing got super bad late last night, I put off taking her to the hospital because we were in Portland and not Seattle. Dr. Anders wouldn't have been able to get here. But over the last hour or so it got way worse, Dr. Anders had her admitted the moment we got here for her check up." Christian said, he felt himself collapse into one of the plastic chairs that lined the wall. He rested his elbow on his knee and placed his forehead in the palm of his hand as he spoke.

"I'm at the hospital right now, Christian. I was just leaving from my shift. What room are you two at?" Grace asked Christian looked over his shoulder, he could see that Taylor and Reynolds were switching posts so that Reynolds could use the restroom.

"I'm in room 2235." Christian breathed. Grace grabbed her satchel from one of the waiting chairs by her office door and scurried out of her office. Shutting off the light behind her. She ignored some of the nurses that tried to stop her and ask a question, praying that they knew something must be off for her to do so.

"Christian do they know what is wrong with her?" Grace asked as she called for the elevator, just barely stopping herself from rolling her eyes when two of the surgical interns scrambled into the elevator behind her.

"They think it is a form of pneumonia and bronchitis... but they are running more tests." Christian said, he looked up as Ana arrived. A large bag was thrown over each shoulder. Obviously she wasn't going to let Sawyer, the security 'goon' he had just assigned to her this morning, help her with either bag. Christian reached up and took one of the bags from her. It wasn't Navy's bag, he could tell because Waddles' head was poking out of the top of the bag that Ana still carried over her left shoulder.

"I told Elliot and Kate what happened. I hope you don't mind, but they said I could leave and sit with you two. Elliot says to call him and let him know how his favorite niece is doing." Christian almost laughed at what Elliot had said. Navy was his only niece, but that didn't stop him from spoiling the girl just as much as Grace and Mia did. In fact, last summer Carrick had to stop Christian from beating Elliot up as Elliot had bought Navy roller skates and a soccer ball. It wasn't that he bought her those items, it was that moments after Grace had properly strapped the former three year old into safety equipment and the adults stepped away to check out one of Mia's newest culinary creations and Elliot's construction blueprints, the three year old found out that she was free to do what she wished. And created a new sport. Skating soccer. Christian had turned back to check on Navy and found her attempting to to kick the ball whilst skating. Of course the uncoordinated toddler had fallen and scraped up her palms badly, as well as getting a shock from smashing her helmet against the patio's tile. Christian actually dropped his wine glass in his attempt to reach his daughter in time, and while Grandma Grace was tending to her 'wounds' Christian was blaming his brother because Navy had been hurt while using the two gifts he'd gotten her. Christian apologized soon after, but from that moment on he knew that Elliot wanted to create a tom boy out of his little princess.

Ana poked her head into the room and smiled sadly as Navy's eyes blinked open. She had left Christian in the hallway after he told her that he was still on the phone with his mom.

"Anaaa, you're here." The little girl whispered. Ana fought her frown as she noticed that little girl's color was as white as the sheets she laid on.

"Yes, I'm here baby girl, and I'm not alone. Look who I brought." Ana paused as she pulled Waddles out of the bag. Navy's face lit up as she spotted Waddles.

"Waddlessss." Navy cooed quietly, she reached up for the plush penguin. Ana willingly gave it to the girl, smiling as the girl cuddled into the plush.

"How are you feeling darling?" Ana asked. Navy frowned.

"My head hurts, my neck hurts, my tummy hurts, everything hurts." Navy said super quietly. Ana nodded.

"Sleep baby, I'll go find your doctor." Ana said softly.

"No... dun leave..." Navy whispered as she began to drift off again. Ana nodded gently, placing her hand on Navy's leg.

"Then I won't go. Sleep darling, I'll keep watch until you wake." Ana whispered as Navy fell asleep again.

...nnn...

Grace watched by Christian's side as Ana cooed Navy back to sleep. They were peaking into the room from the glass window that's screen was left half open. This was the first time she was laying eyes on the woman that had captured her youngest son's heart, and the girl was winning her over. Elliot spoke well of her, saying that she was brilliant with Navy and with Christian. Obviously her eldest wasn't understating Ana's brilliance with Navy.

"She's good with Navy." Grace said softly, and despite what was going on around him Christian grinned.

"She's amazing with her. Last night when Navy's fever spiked she was confident that she could get it down, and did get it down for some time. Dr. Anders said that I'd be in an ER in Portland by now if she hadn't done so. Navy loves her, always wants to know when we will see Ana again." Christian mutters, Grace grins.

"Well, if my darling little granddaughter likes her than I can too." Grace says softly, she doesn't let Christian respond though as she pushes Navy's door open and waltzes in. Ana looked up at the woman quickly, trying to assess if the woman was Navy's doctor or not. She stood and moved to the end of the bed as the woman neared Navy's bed.

"Hello, my name is Anastasia Steele, and you are?" Ana asked, wanting to know if the woman was allowed to be near the little girl that had wormed her way into her heart. Grace smiled, the woman was clearly protective of her granddaughter.

"I'm Dr. Grace Trevelyan Grey, this little patient is my granddaughter." Grace smiled, she and Ana shook hands, and then Grace reached for Navy's chart as Christian walked into the room and sat in the chair next to Navy and Ana. Everything was quiet for a while until Grace broke the silence.

"Has she said anything about pain?" Grace asked, Christian ran his hands through his hair, tugging at the ends.

"I don't know, I've been out in the hall making calls."

"She said her head, neck and body hurt. I assume she meant her throat when she said neck." Ana whispered. Grace nodded.

"Yes, I would definitely say that she has pneumonia, perhaps bronchitis. But Christian, her oxygen levels look as if they are steadily increasing, so there should be nothing to worry about lungs wise. I'd say she has pneumonia and her breathing treatments have helped stave off of some of her breathing symptoms. However, let's wait for the tests to get back to say for sure." Grace said finally. Christian let out a sigh of relief when his mom said that Navy's oxygen levels were doing well.

"Thank you mom." Christian said softly, Grace nodded hanging Navy's chart back at the bottom of her bed.

"You're welcome darling, now, I am going to call your father and see if Mia got in well and fill them both in. I'm sure Mia is aware of what is going on, and is throwing a fit by now. Does Elliot know?" Grace asked. Christian had his eyes trained on Navy and didn't seem to hear his mother's words. Thankfully Ana had heard what was said.

"Yes, he's helping my roommate Kate still I think. We moved to Seattle today, I told them just to leave my boxes for later when I heard Navy was... well... but yes he knows." Ana rambled.

"Well then, I'll call him as well." Grace turned to leave but stopped once more before exiting the door. "Watch after them both. He'll need you." Grace whispered, flicking her eyes back and forth from Christian and Navy. Ana understood.

"Of course. Always." Ana said softly, Grace nodded and left the room. Already dialing someone on her phone.