All mistakes are mine - thanks for all the follows and kind reviews.. hope you enjoy the ending to this story

FOUR YEARS LATER…

"Mrs. Grey, you look absolutely stunning-" Christian tells me as he waits by the bottom of the stairs for me holding my bag.

"You never fail to make me blush, Mr. Grey. But, I know you have to be full of hot air. I'm a whale." I tell him as I run my hand over my nine-month pregnant belly. We're on the way to the hospital to have our babies.

Yes, babies. Christian and I are having twins, one boy, one girl. One for each hand.

My water broke about twenty minutes ago, I'm wearing what can only be considered a mo-mo, my hair in a messing bun, and I'm waddling like a penguin. Yes, I'm just the picture of sexy. But, I love this man and he never makes me feel any less than.

"You're radiant, my dear. You ready for our family to grow from two to four?"

"Ready as I'll ever be,"

I wasn't ready. I was in labor for twelve hours. Then Baby A was in distress and they quickly decided I needed a c-section. Thirty minutes later, my baby girl and baby boy were born.

Theodore Raymond and Phoebe Rain Grey. My perfect little angels.

As I cradle them both in my arms I remember the day that Christian asked me to marry him, the celebration afterwards. Then I sigh, remember our fight about a prenup. Wasn't our best moment, but it ended up bringing us closer together in the end.

Flashback: (dating six months)

Christian has been acting out of sorts for a week. He's jumpy, nervous, and excited all rolled up in one. I don't know what's going on with him, but I hope he snaps out of it soon.

We moved into our house three months ago. It's absolutely perfect and ours. We're thinking of buying a sailboat, that way we can go up and down the sound anytime we want. To mark the company's one year mark, I bought a helicopter. Well, I say it was for company use, but it was really for Christian. He got his license a month before so, I figured he needed something to fly.

Today we're going to his parents' house for Thanksgiving celebration. My dad and Melinda are going to be there along with a slew of Grey's.

Our first major holiday together.

"What's going on with you lately?" I ask as we drive to his parents' house. We're about a mile away and he hasn't said a word to me the whole time, although he's look deep in thought the whole time.

He glances over at me before turning back to the road as we approach the gates.

"Nothing." he simply says.

I take a deep sigh and decide against saying anything else. We park in the driveway and Christian gets out and comes to my door and opens it.

I'm glad to see he hasn't lost his gentleman charm.

He helps me out before placing a small kiss on my cheek which only eases my worry slightly. Takin my hand he leads me into the house. Everyone comes and greets us. My father and Melinda still aren't here yet.

Once we file into the living room, Christian quickly leaves my side to go chat with his brother and his cousin Andrew.

Kate comes up to me and sits down on the couch next to me. "What's wrong?"

"Why do you think there's something wrong?" I ask

"Because I know that look well. So, spill."

I look up at Christian and watch him shake his head wildly and look over at me, before quickly looking away.

"It's just Christian. He's been acting, odd. I might be just over reacting." I wave it off. "It's nothing I'm sure."

"You sure?" She probes again.

"I'm sure."

"Ana, your dad is here." Mia tells me. I pat Kate's leg before standing up to greet my dad.

I engulf him in a hug and I instantly feel better. "You ok, baby girl?" I nod my head, still not sure of how I feel. I give Melinda a hug as well.

"Is everyone here now?" Grace asks the room. There's a bunch of yes and uh-huh's. "Great. We can all eat then."

"Mom- I want to say something first." Christian's voice interrupts people moving to the dining room and everyone turns to look at him.

What is he doing?

"Today is Thanksgiving and I feel the need to share what I'm most thankful for. Ana- will you come here for a second." He waves me over. I nervously look around the room, before walking over to him. I'm used to being in front of big crowds, but I'm a little un nerved right now.

"Six months ago, I was reunited with this beautiful girl. She hated me at first and had every reason to do so. She should've never forgave me for my actions as a punk teenager, but she did. I'm eternally thankful that she did because she's the love of my life." I can feel my cheeks heat up as his words make me flutter. "So, I feel like I'm ready to take this giant leap with her…"

My hands raise my mouth as he gets down on one knee in front of me.

Holy shit, I don't believe this… Is this why he's been so off lately?

He takes my hand and puts it in his. "Anastasia Rose Steele. I believe there was always something about you, even way back when. You are the only person that's able to touch me and touch my heart. I feel like in these last six months we've learned so much about each other and I want to spend the rest of my life learning more. I love you, like crazy, so I ask you today in front of all our love ones… will you marry me?" Out of his inside pocket he pulls out a red velvet box and presents me the most fabulous ring I've ever seen.

It's a princess cut diamond, surround by littler diamonds on a white gold band

"Yes, of course." I cheer. He slips the ring on my finger before standing up and pulling me into a very indecent kiss.

"You might be getting married, but get your lips off my daughter." My dad guffaws.

"Yes, sir." Christian smirks before hugging me again.

Thanksgiving dinner was full of excitement as Grace, Kate, Mia, and Melinda all tried to plan the wedding before the main course was served.

Later that night, after our faces were filled with turkey, we decided to hit up the SkyBar to celebrate our engagement. It was something that Christian had planned for everyone well, except for the older generation.

Kate has bought us all a round of tequila shots as soon as we got to the bar and sercure ourselves in the VIP area.

"To the newly engaged couple, Christian and Ana. Congrats you guys."

Everyone holds up their shots and clinks them together, before throwing them back.

Christian wraps his arm around my waist before leaning in to whisper in my ear, "Go easy on the drinks, babe. I want to be able to fuck you into next Sunday when we get home."

"Yes, sir." I purr.

However, neither of us listens when you have everyone buying you a shot or a drink. I'm pretty lit by the time Mia brings me a Cosmo. Christian is also really drunk and I'm starting to wonder if anyone else is on the same level or just having fun watching the both of us get trashed.

"We're getting married… WOO!" I cheer loudly before wrapping my arms around Christian's neck and kissing him hard.

"Let's dance, baby. I love the feeling of your body against mine." I loudly whisper as I drag him to the dance floor.

We're dancing pretty much on top of each other, I can feel him growing against my stomach. All I can think about is his dick and all the things I can do with it. It's like being engaged amped up my horniness.

"I just want to wrap my mouth around your dick." I must've yelled that because I hear two people groan next to me.

"Oh, my god- really Ana?" I hear Mia whine as her and Ethan dance together. Mia and Ethan have become close friends, just friends, I believe. Mia thinks of him as the brother she wished she had. It drives Christian and Elliot crazy when she says that.

"What?"

"Don't mind her Mia, she's just crazy about my snake." Mia cringes and covers her ears

"There's a snake in my boot." I giggle after quoting Woody from Toy Story.

God, how much did I have to drink, if I'm quoting Pixar movies?

Answer: not enough.

Christian's arms come tighter around me and he leans into my ear "That's definitely not a boot that my snake gets lost in, baby."

"Mia is right, you two are sickly." Elliot says nudging Christian in the ribs. "Like it's not the alcohol making my stomach curl." he jokes.

"Elliot leave them alone." Kate interjects, smacking him in the stomach. "It's nice not to see my bosses with sticks up their goddamn asses."

"Shut up, Katherine. Or I'll make you go deal with Mr. Rodriguez on Tuesday."

"Zipping." she runs her fingers across her lips in an act to zip up.

We dance, well dirty dance for a little bit longer. My lips are sore because I don't think they've left Christian's mouth the whole time. I break away from long enough to tell him I need a drink before wandering off.

I'm standing at the bar waiting for the bartender to give me a bottle of water. I'm dying of thirst, I feel like I've been dancing forever, on top of all that I'm so sexual charged I'm ready to go home and bone my man.

I left him on the dance floor with Ethan and Mia. However, when I search the crowd for them, Ethan and Mia aren't there now and Christian is alone talking to some red-haired slut.

Oh, hells no.

I don't think I've ever moved so fast in my life. I quickly approach Christian just as the girl's hand reaches up to touch him.

"I don't fucking think so." I say slapping her hand away, hard. The girl rubs the top of her hand and scowls at me.

"Excuse me? Who the hell are you?" The redhead hisses. I guess she's braver than I thought.

What's with all these silly women wanting on what's mine.

"He's my fiancé, bitch." I spit, I place my hand over Christian's crotch. "My dick to fuck, my dick to suck, my dick to love. Now back the fuck off." I sneer

"You let her talk like that about you?" The redhead scoff in disbelief.

"I let my kitty say anything she wants." Christian says pulling me closer to him before kissing the top of my head.

"Meow." I put my hands out like claws and the girl finally gets the hint and walks away. I turn around to Christian and wrap my arms around his neck "Mine." I growl.

"Yours.' He kisses me feverishly.

"I swear I need to tattoo my name on your forehead or something." I mumble.

"A tattoo, huh? What a way to mark me baby."

"No, not so much to claim you- but to maybe ugly you up a little so desperate woman stop ogling you."

"Well, I heard that the ladies like the tattoos." He says brushing my hair back.

"We do, but not on the forehead." I make a face of mock disgust.

"Noted. But speaking of tattoos…."

"I'm not tattooing your name on my butt, Grey."

"No, well, maybe one day, but I have a surprise-" He points to the stage and walking up on stage at this very moment is Lithium Springs.

"You didn't!" I cheer, turning back to him clapping my hands.

"I did." He grins.

"I love you-" I jump in his arms and kiss his face all over.

Lithium Springs starts to play "Sex God." and I can't help but rub up against my own Sex God. I can't believe he got them to play here. I'm surprised that he did, knowing how much I fancy the drummer. Well, all of them really.

After they finish the song, Ryder grabs the mic and calls Christian to the stage. He gives me a kiss on the cheek before jogging to the stage.

"What's going on?" I turn to Elliot and Mia and they both shrug at me, but have knowing smiles.

C.T. shakes Christian's hand and hands him the drumsticks.

What? He's only taken those couple lessons I bought him… there's no way—

*bam, pop, ping,bom, bam*

Well way-

I'm blown away when Christian starts playing, like actually playing well. He's hitting those drums like there his bitch and an awesome rhythm and rift comes out of them.

He can play. He can actually fucking play. If I wasn't turned on before, I am now.

He finishes and hands the drumsticks back to C.T. "That was for you baby." Christian calls out before walking back to me and I'm like a freakin koala tonight, jumping in his arms, again.

I never want to unwrap myself from this man ever again. Two become one… literally.

"You learned the drums-better- for me?"

"It only took me three months, but yes…"

"That's where you've been going every Tuesday and Thursday- not the gym?" he nods.

"That was so hot,"

"I thought you would like it." He kisses me and there's hoots and hollers coming from around us.

"I want my dick to now bang into me like you did those drums and make me fucking delirious please." I beg. I want him so bad, my sex is throbbing so hard with want.

I take his hand and pull him off the dance floor. I hit the hallways and pull him into one of the offices and lock the door. There's one great benefit for owning your own club.

I don't waste any time of whipping him out of his pants and sucking him dry. Once he comes down my throat, I stand up smirking quite proud of myself.

"That's all I've been thinking about all night."

"Well, you know I'm all about making my girl happy. But I thought you wanted me to bang you."

He lifts me in his arms and placing me on the desk.

The poor soul who has to work here tomorrow. Maybe I should leave some Clorox wipes behind when we're done.

I can't think anymore before Christian is ripping my panties and burying himself deep inside of me.

Next to our wedding and having our kids, it was definitely one of the of the best days of my life. Coming engaged to the man of my dreams.

Then two weeks later Christian and I were in my office waiting for my dad to join us for lunch when I brought up the hot topic of a prenup.

"I'll have my lawyers draw up a prenup." I tell him causally. "I just have a couple things I want to do with it that we need to talk about."

"Excuse me?" He says softly, raising an eyebrow

I look up at him questionably. "A prenup. It would be good to protect the both of us if anything ever happened."

"Well, nothing is going to happen. You want to sign a paper that says our marriage is going to end?"

"That's not what a prenup is about. IT's to protect me and to protect you. If something-"

"HUGE IF- Ana."

I roll my eyes at him. "It not just for divorce Christian, but in case of death. Plus, it guarantees your job too. It's not that big of deal, Christian. There's a huge stigma on them because of celebrities, but they're mostly a formality."

"That's what you want?" I hear is voice crack.

"I think it's smart. You never know Christian you could one day just get sick of me-shit happens. I don't think that would be us. I pray that it won't be us, but-"

"That's because it won't be us. I feel like you don't trust me still?"

"That's bullshit, Christian and you know it." I yell. "This has nothing to do with trust. I bet your dad would be the first to agree with it. Or maybe with the way you're acting we shouldn't-" I stop myself.

I don't want to do this now if we're going to fight.

Why is he making such a big deal out of this? I have every right to protect myself. He has every right to protect himself. This is what people do.

"Shouldn't what Ana?" he says ever so calmly it's almost scary.

I shake my head, "I don't get what you're making a fuss over."

"Because, you think we need this paper between us. That you don't trust me enough to think, fine ok, if anything did happen to us, that I would want anything from you. That I would strip away what you earned."

"I don't think that Christian." I shake my head. "All a prenup is-"

"I know what a fucking prenup is!" He shouts.

"I don't think you do." I say calmly back. "Listen I understand what you're saying, but it's going to be good for you too, while we're married. I've been thinking-"

"I don't care, Ana. I need to go." And with that he walks out the door.

I rest my head in my hands and try to keep myself together. I know what he thinks a prenup means, but it's far from saying that I think are marriage will end. It's to protect in case something happens. A damn if you and damn if you don't kind of thing.

I trust him with everything I have. To me this is more his get out of jail free card. There wouldn't be a messy divorce and we could end up parting simply. I've always been advised by my lawyers that this was the way to go.

Divorce happens. It sucks but you might see forever ahead of you, but you never know if life will throw a wrench at you and throw your happy ever after off its axis, and the next thing you know you end up spending years in court-for what? Over money and assists.

Then if god forbid, something happened to me, it would be a safety clause for him. Nobody would be able to take away anything from him. If we have kids they would be protected too.

Three hours later he comes back in my office and sits in the chair in front of me.

Christian's POV

I walk out of her office, pissed. I can't believe she wants me to sign something that says our marriage will just end. Or that she thinks that maybe I'm some kind of gold-digger. I'm steaming when I stomp past the lobby. I just need to go for a drive and clear my head.

Something.

As I'm breezing past the lobby to the door, I feel someone grab my arm and spin me around.

"Where you runnin off too?" Ray says stopping me in my tracks. "I thought the three of us were having lunch."

"I'm not in the mood." I say a little snippier than I intended.

"Are you guys fighting?" he asks.

"I guess kind of. She wants a prenup." I can't believe I'm actually telling him this.

"Ok. Why don't me and you go somewhere to talk."

"You're just going to tell me to sign it."

"No. I think I know what you're thinking, I think I could help mediate. Trust me. I'm on both your sides."

We settle at a private table at the SkyRoom, Ray also called my dad to join us. I order a stiff drink and knock it back.

Ray just chuckles at me and tells me to take it easy. Easy for him to say. We wait for my dad to join us.

"What's going on?" My dad asks, looking between Ray and I. I don't say anything.

"Christian is upset because Ana asked about a prenup."

"Oh," My dad sips his drink and nods his head. "I see."

"So, what has you so upset about a prenup?" Ray starts.

"I feel like she doesn't trust me and telling me that our marriage will basically end in divorce." I huff. "It was a kick to the gut, after everything, I thought she would trust me now."

"Nobody goes into a marriage thinking it's going to end. When I was married to Ana's mother, I could have never foreseen us separating. Things happen and people change. I can't say I see it happening to you two but, you'll both have a lot to lose. She has a billion-dollarcompany, that you help her run. Do you know if there's anger involved if you break up it would be a hell of a mess? Plus, it's to protect both your interest. And Ana isn't going to do anything to screw you over. As much as you say all this is because you don't think she trusts you, well she could say the same to you."

"Ray is right son. All it is basically a piece of paper. If it was the other way around I would make you get one. Have you asked anything about what it entails?"

"No." I say softly, "I didn't want to hear it to be honest."

"It's not like you both wouldn't need to agree to terms. It's not her way or no way. In my line of work this is a great way for a couple to open a line of communication, especially when it comes to financials. You'll also find out that even if you have a will, they're not always ironclad and can be broken. This will also help guarantee that nobody else can try coming after your money and the things you worked hard from if god-forbid one of you pass. And if one day, you have kids and the worst happens and you spilt, they won't have to watch the two people they love go through a messy divorce. Right now, you don't see that and that's not necessarily a bad thing." My dad adds. His lawyer hat sitting probably on his head. "However, I bet one day when your kids get married, you're going to do the same thing and hope they have one in place, no matter how in love and perfect they are. Because you would want your kids to be protected, right?"

"Yeah, I guess." I shake my head.'

"I bet you didn't know also after so many years you could actually make it null and void in if you wanted." My dad says

"And since you didn't talk to her about it, I bet you didn't hear any of her ideas." Ray adds.

"Nope."

I heard prenup and shut her out.

"Well, maybe you should've. She actually called me this morning to run some of her ideas through me to see if they were practical." My dad informs me

"She called you?" I say on shock.

"Yes, she said she wanted advice from someone that would be on your side and not just someone looking out for her and her alone."

I rake my heads through my hair, "I see."

"You two need to talk it out-"

We spent the next three hours chatting and they made me see more and more the reasons for Ana wanting a prenup. I now understand a lot better. I say my goodbyes to them and go back to the office. I don't knock on her door and see myself in and plop in the chair in front of her desk.

"I'll sign it." I tell her firmly.

"What?"

"I'll sign whatever you need me to sign."

She pushes back her chair, standing up and walking over to me. She plops in the chair next to me and studies me for a moment before she speaks again.

"For one I wouldn't make you sign anything without discussing and having you agreeing with it first. I know the conversations isn't the greatest but if something happens it saves us both. Plus, I had a couple ideas that benefit you now. This isn't about me not trusting you." She says firmly.

"I know. I had a long talk with your dad and my dad. I get it more now. I understand it's for both of us. They both kind of made it more clear, if our marriage is forever then it's nothing more than a piece of paper, put in a box, in the attic, to cover in dust and maybe eaten by mice."

"Our house better not have mice." She shakes her head and sticks out her tongue, disgusted.

"I want to hear your ideas…"

"Well, for one, once we're married I want to change the company name, to Steele-Grey Enterprises and Holdings. The name would remain no matter what. And also, you will stay COO no matter what. Basically, whatever you earned since you've taken the job is yours. If we can't work together it would involve dismantling the company fairly, however it may be."

"I couldn't take this from you."

"You wouldn't really. But you're a big part of what makes this company go on. We've expanded a lot since you came on board. We're in the Billions now Christian. We can figure something fair to both of u when we draw up the papers. This will also protect us if god forbid god decides to take us home early. Along with our wills, this will prevent lawyers or family going after anything-"

I place my fingers on her lips to stop her from talking "You don't have to explain it to me. I got a pretty good talk to already about everything. I love you and that's all that matters. Why don't we set up to talk more about this tomorrow?"

"You sure?"

'Of course, I'm sure. It's still not pleasant to think about. The thought of not being with you makes me sick to my stomach."

"I feel the same way, believe it or not." She moves and sits on my lap. "I love you-forever" I pull her head to me and kiss her intently. Both of us saying so much with our kiss, it's desperate and needy. "Will you take me home, Mr. Grey?"

"I don't know if I'm going to make it home with you rocking like that on my groin, Mrs.Steele- Grey."

Ana pov

Present time:

The next day we discussed and signed the prenup papers, then hid them away afterwards, and haven't talked about them since. All and all it helped open our lines of communication and really did make us stronger in the end. While I was on maternity leave, Christian ran the company as acting CEO, for the last three months. I'm going to wait six months before I go back to working. Then at that point, we have plans to make a nursery on the 20th floor with us. I already provide a daycare center for the rest of my employees on the 2nd floor, however, I don't want to be that far from my kids, and it poses security problems using the other one. We hired Taylor's wife, Gail, who used to au pair, as the twins' nanny. She's going to basically be my helping hand while Christian is at work, and going to be watching them at the nursery.

"Christian, Ana, they're perfect." Grace exclaims pulling me into a hug then moving over to Christian.

I smile in wonder when Christian wraps his arms around her, embracing the hug instead of stepping away from it.

I remember the first time it happened, when he finally let his family in, our wedding day.

Flashback:

We're in the Caribbean on the cool white sands of beach getting married. Our engagement was pretty short, three months, before we jetted out here to get hitched. With only our close family and friends.

The paps started flocking when they learned of Christian's and mines upcoming nuptials. We planned to marry in the church my mother was raised in, but it came to the point we couldn't plan anything.

And when someone had snuck into the dress shop, snapped a picture of my wedding dress, that was in the process of getting altered, well it was the final straw.

Christian tried to deny he did seen the picture but I knew he had. My beautiful dress by Vera Wang was everywhere, on every trash site known to man. So, we said fuck it and flew out to the Caribbean, where no paps would see us, get hitched.

Plus, this was way more perfect atmosphere for the both us. However, the priest at my mother's old church, who actually was the one who Baptized my mom and me, was more than happy and come with us, to do the ceremony.

I mean who would pass on a free trip to the Caribbean?

My dad walked me down the aisle. I saw him cry for the first time when he greeted me at my door. He hugged me tightly and told me how much he loved and how proud he was of me.

This man at one point was all I had. He was everything, my shoulder to cry on and my strength. Now he's giving me away to the other man in my life.

The fact that he kicked cancer's ass, and now is in remission, shows just how much strength he has.

"No matter what, you'll always be my little girl." He whispers to me, before kissing my cheek and handing me over to Christian. He shakes Christian's hand and pats him on the back.

Is it wrong to think that I knew Christian was the one because my dad approved?

Christian and I stand looking at each other his hands in mine. I'm wearing a simple strapless sundress that ends at my knees. It's not overly fancy, which isn't needed for today. All that matters, is I'm getting married.

"Do you Anastasia Steele take Christian to be your lawful wedded husband to have and to hold."

"I do."

"Do you Christian Grey take Anastasia to be your lawful wedded wife to have and to hold."

"I do."

"With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride."

Christian scoops me in his arms and kisses me. Our tongues twist together as our guest clap and cheer. Before I even get a chance to breathe, Christian is throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me out to the water.

"Christian… you can't- my dress…" I don't even know why I'm trying because next thing I know I'm being tossed into the ocean. When I come up Christian is next to me.

"I'm sorry I couldn't resist not getting you all wet." He winks before pulling me into a kiss. "I love you Mrs. Grey."

"I love you too."

We had the reception out on the beach. There was a tent set up with table and chairs and a DJ. It was perfect for our thirty guest.

When it was time for the mother and son dance, that's when the moment came.

Christian and Grace our dancing to A mother's song. Grace's hands are safely on his shoulder. I'm watching them softly talk and that's when it happens. Christian takes his mother's hand and places it on his chest. Grace has tears rolling down her face before Christian pulls her into a tight hug.

I look over at Carrick, Elliot and Mia who are looking over in wonder, bright smiles gracing their faces.

I think this was a moment they have been holding on to forever.

When the song ends, Carrick goes to rescue Grace, before she puddles to the floor. However, Christian reaches over and hugs his dad, almost startling him.

It still only me and his family that can really touch him, but he has done his best to open to others. Although, I saw him hug Kate easily at her and Elliot's wedding last year.

End Flashback

As I look over at Christian as he holds both Teddy and Phoebe in his arms I lay my head against the back of the bed, still somewhat in a disbelief, that this is how my life turned out.

Never did I think when I was a freshman in high school that the boy that I pushed into a locker, and maybe hated with all my might, would turn out to be my husband and the father of my children. That he would be the one that would end up opening my heart again and learn to accept love? Heal me just like maybe I helped heal him.

The universe is weird sometimes, but I'm thankful after all the crap it handed me in my early life, that it's finally taking it easy on me. That this is finally my path for a better and happy life.

A/N: I'm sure you saw my shout out to Carmel Rhodes and her story Lithium Springs. I look forward to her next two books and wish her all the success with them, because it has come one of my favorite stories.

Im also working on a new story- it's AU and OCC and only using Christin and Ana as guides- so I plan to devote all my time to it-

oh and i hope i did the prenup justices i know i had many reviews against it. but with both of them working at the helm of a huge company they should have one. I do no think prenups are because you dont trust someone. You have to protect yourselves because sometimes life takes you off course. plus they're happy so it doesnt matter in the end :) thank you all for joining me with this story-