"Croeso I Cymru" Christian whispered as we stood at the top of the castle, overlooking the small Welsh town of Conwy.

"You speak Welsh," I asked, turning my head to look at him, where I was gifted with a smile.

"No, I just remember seeing it on our drive down from Edinburgh as we reached the English, Welsh border. I could tell you other words too besides Welcome to Wales" he laughed.

"Like what."

"Araf, Ysgol."

"What are they" I laughed, turning back to look at the town and harbour below us.

"From what I could guess from where they were situated, I would say, slow, and school."

I giggled at my silly boyfriend, enjoying every minute of our time together even if that is translating road signs.

Taking in our surroundings, I could hear the Welsh flag flapping in the breeze. This little town might not have been the top of some peoples places to visit in Wales but it was the castle, the history that drew me in.

"Is it strange that we're standing on top of a castle that is older than our own country."

"Not at all. This little island has a lot of history no matter which of the countries we're in" he told me.

We slowly and carefully made our way down the spiral staircase and out into the inner ward of the castle. We had visited each of the towers, the dungeons, them I would rather stay out. We found the model of the castle, we even did the quest that had us all over the place, both up and down. By the time we left the castle and made our way towards the harbour, I felt like we had explored every part of it.

Approaching the harbour wall, a line of fishing boats were stuck in the mud, waiting for the tide to come back in. Despite being the beginning of spring, children were out with bait and hook, trying to catch the crabs in the little water that was below them.

On the quayside, we visited the smallest house in Great Britain, a place we were told a six-foot man once lived. With the house being only 72 inches wide and 122 inches tall, he must have slept with his feet out of the window because there was no room in there at all.

Wales was a place I had enjoyed so much, so much so I was sad when we had to move on. London was our next port of call, after that who knows.

"Can you buy a company in Wales, I've enjoyed it here?" I told him.

"I can tell. When we wake in the morning with sheep baaaring outside the window and you decide to join in, you sound like you're right at home."

I laughed, knowing what he said was true as the small bed and breakfast we had stayed in for the past few nights was surrounded by fields filled with sheep and cows.

That afternoon we drove over the border back into England, heading for London. Spending close to two hours in a traffic jam made me long for the sheep and cows again.

We eventually checked into the Brown's hotel, heading up to our room. Taylor was back with us, Prescott too so after informing them that we would order room service for dinner, we went our separate ways.

Our room, there was no other word for it, apart from luxurious. I wouldn't have expected anything else as the building was pretty spectacular too. Looking out of the window to see what was around us, I could feel him before he wrapped his arms around my waist, feel too the kiss he placed to the top of my head.

"Happy," Christian whispered.

"Incredibly so," I told him, turning my head so I could see his face. "I love you."

"I love you, so much Ana. I know we have a few weeks left of our trip and unfortunately, we're going home to see that woman in court. If we could though, I would travel with you forever."

I turned in his arms, cradling his face with my hands. We had received the call in Edinburgh that a court date had been set. It means reducing our trip by a week but there is nothing to say that once it is all over, we can't travel again.

"We have so much of this world yet to see Christian, places that my mother never knew about. We can set our own course next time we travel, spin the globe and see where we end up."

"I like the sound of that," he said, bringing his lips to mine.

I deepened our kiss, moving my tongue against his lips as he opened his mouth to me. As our kiss continued, I felt myself being lifted before Christian carried me into the bedroom kicking the door closed behind.

Our cases stayed where they were left, still packed until the next morning. Our time was better spent making love until we were both exhausted, and then sleeping until long after the sun came up.

…

"Fish and chips, British chips not our fries or Curry," Christian asked, what I wanted to eat for lunch.

I had told him when we started our journey together that I wanted to try a traditional dish from each place we visited. Having been to India and sampled the curry they had there, I think I would like to have some greasy fish and chips now.

"A plate of good old English fish and chips sir," I said, making him laugh as I tried and failed to put on an English accent.

"Come on, my lady, I know of just the place," he told me, wrapping his arm around my waist as we left Hyde Park in search of our lunch.

Christian had taken me to an old English fish and chip shop, away from the main road. I would say it was quieter in here than some of the places we have visited in this city so far but I don't think anything in London stays quiet for long.

"What is on the list for the rest of the week," Christian asked me as I sipped my cola, before quietly as I could letting out a small burp. Sue me, I don't drink it often and when I do the gas has to break free somehow. "Besides releasing gas" he laughed.

"Shush you. You and Stephan cannot say anything about gas after the last time we all had dinner together. I wanted to crawl under the table and hide."

"A curry will do that to you, to us anyway. Now the list."

"Windsor Castle."

"Another castle," he asked.

"Of course, I want to see how many we can fit in while we're here. Palaces too."

"Was Buckingham Palace not grand enough for you, you want to find one better" he teased.

"No, I just want to see as much as we can. Soak up the culture."

"And the fish and chips," he asked, stealing a chip after he had finished his.

"Even these, they were good" I admitted, giving him the rest of my chips, feeling full now.

We explored more of the park after lunch, at a slower pace than before, now our stomachs were full. Sitting by the Princess Diana Memorial Fountain, visiting this special place was the highlight of my day.

I remember my mother telling me of her death, the tears she shed for a woman she did not know. Mum had a beautiful heart and I know being able to visit this one place would've meant the most to her.

"Tomorrow, would you mind if I disappeared for a couple of hours, there is something I would like to look into" Christian asked.

"As long as you come back to me."

"Always Ana, you're stuck with me for eternity."

"Not long enough," I told him cuddling into his side as we were driven through the city streets back to our hotel.

…

Christian left just after nine, letting me know that he would be back around lunch and for me not to disappear. I had no plans to leave the hotel, although a swim in the pool, a massage even sounded nice.

I opted to have a massage first before getting the stylist to take a couple of inches off my hair. I had even persuaded Prescott who was with me, to have her nails done rather than stand guard at the door.

"Relaxed" I heard bringing a smile to my face as I opened my eyes to see Christian stood before me.

"Uh mmm. The massage was incredibly relaxing too. You should try it" I said, before stopping my sentence knowing how much Christian feared anyone's touch except those he trusted. Massages, whether for head or body were out for him, or were they.

I gestured to the woman who had given me my massage to come closer, asking her to arrange some oils for me. She was only too happy to accommodate me, as she picked out the best of them.

"What do you have there," Christian asked as I took the bag from the woman, paying my bill and leaving a tip for all who have looked after me today.

Christian had told me to put everything on our room bill but I like to pay for something's even if that's my own massage.

"I have a little treat, a little relaxation. Are you up for it."

"With you, all the time," he told me, rubbing his hardening cock against me.

"Behave, my boyfriend, come let's go and have some fun."

Arriving back at our room, I told Christian to go into the bedroom and strip.

He did as he was told, although he had an amused look on his face.

"You will do anything to get me naked" he called back to me, throwing the shirt he had on through the open door.

Picking it up, I quickly followed him. If he was doing a striptease in there I didn't want to miss a second of it.

He was removing his pants as I entered the room, bending over to pull his socks off too. It was too good an opportunity to miss so I quickly swatted him on the arse.

"It's going to be like that is it," he said, removing his remaining sock before picking me up and tossed me onto the bed.

"No, I'm supposed to be on top" I laughed as he hovered over me, only in boxers now.

"As long as I'm inside you, you on top is fine by me."

I let out a squeal as he flipped us, finding myself straddling his legs. If I wasn't still fully clothed and he wasn't still wearing his boxer shorts, I would've sunk down on his hardening cock. That would have to wait though, for a few minutes that is.

"Do you trust me?" I asked him, leaning forward, my hair creating a curtain around his head.

"Always baby, you know that" he whispered.

"Get rid of these boxers then, I will be back in a moment."

I kissed him before disappearing into the bathroom, coming back with a towel.

"I need you to turn over" I laughed, wondering if he would break his cock which was standing to attention.

"Really," he asked. "You might need to give me a few moments."

"Take as long as you need" I teased, starting to remove my own clothes. I didn't want to get oil on them after all.

"Ana, you're making this so hard."

"I can see" I laughed. "Try and turn over and relax."

I watched him carefully turn over, trying not to laugh as he put pressure on his hard cock. I wonder if anyone had gone to the hospital before with a broken cock. I for one don't want to find out as I'm very protective of all of my boyfriend, even that.

I read the front of each bottle of oil, smelling each one too. I wanted one that would relax him but I don't think Christian would appreciate smelling like a bouquet of flowers. Straddling his legs again, I placed my hands onto his shoulders and started his massage.

The groans and moans that were coming from Christian were those of pleasure. No one on this earth has ever had the honour of really touching this man except me. For each part I finished, I placed a kiss to his skin before moving on to the next. I especially enjoyed placing a kiss to his bottom and having a nibble there too.

"Ana, I will have you under me again in a second if you continue to do that" he groaned.

I wasn't concerned by his threat. Christian was a puddle of goo under my hands at the moment and had no energy to move.

Ending his back with a massage to the bottoms of his feet, I asked him to turn over.

"You didn't kiss them" he complained.

"You have been out all morning, running around doing who knows what, if you think I'm kissing sweaty feet you have another thing coming. After your shower, then maybe" I told him, pushing his shoulders back so he was lay on the bed once more.

I massaged down his body, ignoring his aching cock for now. I would get to that in the end, saving the best to last.

"Are we leaving this hotel today because I don't think I can move" Christian told me as I finished his legs.

"No, I have other plans. Plans I hope you are up for."

Gripping his cock in my oiled hand, I pumped up and down. His moans had grown louder, his need to touch me now winning out. He sat up, pulling me closer to him. I was wet, all the little noises from him had done that, seeing the enjoyment that my massage had brought him helped too.

As I finally sunk down on him, his mouth was devouring mine. His hands were everywhere now, exploring my body as I rocked backwards and forwards over him.

It didn't take me long to reach my peak, it didn't take him long either. As my orgasm hit, the pressure on his cock intensified, taking him with me.

We never left our bed that afternoon, ordering room service when we wanted to eat. We still explored but it was each other's bodies that we took our time with.

….

CPOV

I looked to my left, smiling as Ana cuddled into my side. Our trip so far had been magical and even though we will lose a week of it having to go home and deal with what it there, we still had a little time left here.

Here, being the South of France. We had spent a few days in Rome and then onto Madrid before arriving here in Nice. It was a little too cold to be sunbathing on the beach like we had done in Australia but that didn't mean we couldn't take a walk along there.

Ana had joked that if either of us wanted a change of career, Geography teacher could be at the top of the list. She's right. We've immersed ourselves in the culture of every country we've visited, made the most of our time there.

Paris will be our final destination. A place no doubt we will know all about before we finally leave.

I have spoken to Ros often while we have been away, keeping an eye on my company despite being thousands of miles from home. The business in Coogee is mine and is the first of many I hope to have in Australia. Although we don't need an excuse to travel as we have the jets at our disposal, with my business being so busy, it's nice to have a reason to come back and enjoy the country once more. Now to find a business in Wales.

"Can we have croissants for breakfast" Ana mumbled opening her eyes.

"You can have whatever you want baby."

"Where are we," she asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Well considering you asked for a croissant and we've not moved countries since last night. I would say we're still in France, Nice to be exact. Tomorrow we'll be in Paris though."

"I can't believe our trip is nearly over," she said, cuddling in closer to me.

"Our first trip of many is nearly over Ana. If we didn't have to go back early, I would've like to have seen the Northern Lights. We will have to put it at the top of the list for our next trip."

"Seeing that would be just…. Magical."

"I agree. Come on, let's get up and do a little shopping. We have something for the house from each of the places we have been so far, we still need something from here."

We showered together, getting completely filthy before we made sure the other was clean. Once we had eaten our breakfast, croissant's for Ana, we left the hotel going out for our final day.

We found our one little piece from Nice, a picture for our kitchen in fact. By the end of the day, we had many more items to add to it.

…

Arriving in Paris, we headed into the city after saying goodbye to our crew. We only had a few days here but I wanted them to be as memorable as every day we had spent on this trip so far.

We didn't stay long at the hotel once we had checked in and our clothes were put away. I had inherited Ana's need to explore and explore we did.

Our time in Paris was spent visiting the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame and Ana's favourite place, the Louvre. I did have trouble getting her out of there as she wanted to see every painting, not wanting to miss a thing. I did tell her we could always come back but she was determined to see that place from top to bottom.

"Are you ok?" Ana asked me as we made our way to the jet ready for our journey home.

"I'm fine Ana."

"It's just you've been quiet all morning, lost in thought. She will go away, we will make sure of that."

"Grace Grey has been the last thing on my mind this trip apart from my call with Welch. I have much more important things to think about."

"Care to share. I might be able to help, although if you're worried about business, I don't know much."

"I love you, Ana, don't ever change," I said, smiling as I placed a kiss to her forehead as she cuddled into my side again.

I was truthful when I said, I had not thought of the Grey's, especially that woman. She has caused us to leave a week early but that is the only time she will ever disrupt our lives again. No, what I have been worried about, no not so much worried about, more like nervous about, is waiting for us on the jet.

We pulled up to the gates of the airfield, stopping for a moment while our papers were checked. Once we had been waved through, Taylor pulled up beside the jet.

"Where are we going to stay when we get back to Seattle," Ana asked as I helped her out of the car.

"Home."

"I know" she laughed. "But which home."

"Our house is ready. I hear it has a beautiful dining room table, matching chairs now too" I told her, finally letting her know what my brother had told me last week.

"Oh, my god, he finished it."

"Yes, the table, the house, it's there waiting for us."

"I can't wait to move in. We will have so much to move over, so much that we are taking home with us."

"We will find a home for everything we have purchased on this trip. With regards to our things at Escala, they've already been moved. Gail has been in charge of having everything moved over this week."

"Taylor and Gail both need a vacation together when we get home."

"They will have one, Ana, I will see to that but not until after the trial. We need all of our security present for that."

We made our way towards the steps up to the jet and with each one I took, my nerves multiplied. I could tell the second Ana had seen them, the gasp that left her lips was a clear indication too as she stepped further into the jet.

Flowers, they were everywhere, all around the cabin. Each flower representing a country that we had visited. We might be stopped taking them off the jet at customs but for now, they would travel with us.

I waited for Ana to turn to me, looking away from the flowers. As she did, I was already on one knee. This is what I had been nervous about, had been preparing before we left for our trip. My meeting in London was actually to visit a jeweller there to pick her ring up.

"Our journey together started in this very jet, inside this cabin in fact. As Stephan introduced us, I couldn't say a word, stunned by your beauty and especially your smile. We've travelled the world together Ana but it is just the start of the journey I want to share with you. I love you, with all my heart, with everything I am. Will you please do me the honour of marrying me."

I saw the smile appear on her face, the little nod of her head. Hearing the one word, I had been longing to hear I was on my feet, wrapping her in my arms.

"Yes," she repeated before my lips silenced her words.

I could hear the others clapping, cheering coming from Stephan but no one mattered at the moment other than Ana.

I know what awaited us at home. We would deal with them though, leave them behind and carry on with our lives. Our trip may be over but our lives together, the greatest journey of them all had just begun.

…

Five years later

I was rushing around trying to get everything finished at work so I could go home to my wife.

My wife, just the thought of her brought a smile to my face, our son too. Teddy was three now, my double Ana tells me. I see it in the photos before me, photos I look at all the time.

"Mr Grey, here's the file you were asking for," Andrea said, putting it onto my desk. "There is also some paper's that need signing too."

"Thank you, Andrea, I will deal with them, now go home and have a good Christmas."

"I will sir, you too."

As Andrea left my office, my eyes wandered back to the photos I had been looking at on my desk. The latest photo had been taken on Halloween and I don't know who looked more ridiculous my brother or I. Teddy wanted to be a ghost so that was what he was. Being the one who was taking him up and down our street on Mercer Island, Daddy had to be a ghost too. I had no fancy outfit like my son, no make up on my face to make me look ghostly. No, I had a white sheet over my head, two eye holes cut out and according to my brother, I wouldn't even scare Casper. Teddy loved it so I was fine with being ridiculous for one night, besides no one could tell who it was under there, just like Elliot who was dressed up like my nephew Ethan only they were mummy's, wrapped in bandages.

I love the moments when we are all together, just like we are now as tomorrow we all head to Montesano for Christmas.

"Mr Grey," Andrea said over the intercom, bringing me from my thoughts.

"Yes Andrea, I thought I told you to go home."

"Sorry sir" she laughed. "Your sister is here."

"Please send her in and go home."

"Yes, sir."

Sister, it was a long time before I admitted to myself that I still had a sister, Elliot too. Mia was left with nothing after Grace was sent to prison for what she did, a place she will continue to rot in for a long time.

Carrick had stood by his wife, dismissing what she had done despite the evidence being there for all to see. His daughter spending months in a wheelchair, one who now walks with a limp meant nothing to him. He disowned her when in court she told the truth of what Grace had done.

Mia wasn't innocent in all the pain she had caused but she owned up to what she had done and tried to make amends. For a long time, she had been too afraid to approach us.

I tried to stay away, ignore her, Elliot did too. Seeing her out there though, getting a job, living her life brought out that longing to be close to my sister again. After speaking to Ana about how I felt, she encouraged me to contact her. Turning my back on Mia had hurt a lot but at the time, I felt there was no other option but to walk away.

Hugging my sister now before she took a seat in my office, shows how far we've come.

"I thought you were coming for dinner," I asked.

"I am. I just wanted to speak to you about something first."

"Is something wrong, has she been in touch."

"She's always trying to get in touch but I ignore everything from her, him too. No, I wanted to speak to you about Sean, about this."

She showed me her hand, a diamond now sitting atop and a beautiful smile on her face.

"I'm so happy for you Mia, he's a great guy."

"He is that, so are you and Elliot. I've asked Elliot, and I would like to ask you too if you would give me away. Both of you, my brothers by my side."

"I would be honoured Mia, have you set a date."

"Not yet, we don't want a long engagement, the shorter the better as far as Sean's concerned. Not too soon though as we want to be here when our niece arrives."

"We have three weeks left if she arrives on time, so you won't have long to wait."

"I know. We were talking about going to the courthouse, having a quiet family wedding there."

I never thought I would ever hear the words quiet wedding from Mia's lips after she spoke often as a child of the grand affair she would have when she grew up. I like this Mia, the woman she is now, I love my little sister very much.

We left my office after I had signed the papers Andrea had brought into me, locking my office up for the holidays. I had no plans to be back until next year but if my baby girl comes early, it will be longer than that as I plan to spend as much time as I can at home.

Driving through the gates at home, it was like a Christmas wonderland. Each tree that lined the driveway had lights, some even had ribbons and bows. This was Ana's doing, lighting the way and welcoming me home.

"What time are you leaving tomorrow," Mia asked as I helped her from the car.

I could already see Sean's car here so he would take her home.

"If Teddy has his way, the crack of dawn. My way and I suspect Ana's too, around lunch. Are you sure you won't come."

"I would love to but we promised Sean's mum this year that we would go to theirs and as of yet, they don't know anything about our engagement so we have a surprise for them too."

"Call or text me when you get there," I told her.

"Don't worry big brother, I will. I want the same from you too."

We didn't get as far as the door before it opened as Teddy and Ethan emerged. Teddy was straight into my arms before I threw him into the air, Ethan, he was hugging his aunt.

"Aunt Mia, what have you asked Santa for this year," Teddy asked her once she had released him from his hug.

"The same thing I ask him for every year, that I get to keep my family and they're safe."

"Keep them, did you lose them," Ethan asked as we walked down the hall on the way to the kitchen.

"For a little while I did, but I was lucky, they came back," she said, smiling at me before carrying on her conversation with the boys as I wrapped my arms around my wife.

"You should be sitting down."

"In a house full of people, all who will want feeding before bed, not a chance. I asked Santa for a lie in for Christmas, not a miracle" Ana told me, giggling as I picked her up and sat her on one of the stools.

"I will personally make sure you have a lie in while we're away, now how is she doing," I asked, placing my hand onto her enlarged stomach.

"She's fine, active as you can feel. What about you Mr Steele, how has your day been."

"Good, although it's perfect now I'm home Mrs Steele."

I took Ana's name when we were married, so pleased to be called something else. Grey had to stay at work, it was a name that my company was known by, my name in the business world too. Grey starts and ends there, but here where it matters, here I'm Christian Steele.

"I like you home," she told me as I leaned in to steal a kiss.

Our kiss like always was brief with a houseful of people, our attention turning to Teddy when he came into the room calling my name.

"What is it," I asked, looking down at his feet where he pulled his little backpack behind, his bear sticking out of the top. "Where have you been today."

"Everywhere" Ana grumbled. "I don't know where this need to explore comes from. He pulled all the cushions from the couch, putting them into a pile with Ethan and Elliot, and announced he had conquered Mount Couchmore."

I laughed, hearing a giggle come from my son, an identical one soon coming from Ana too.

"I'm sure he gets his sense of adventure from his mother, although with all the travelling we have done over the years, I like to think he has got some from me too."

"I don't doubt that," Ana told me, smiling at us both as I turned back to our son.

"Where are we off to next," I asked Teddy as he led me toward the library, pulling his backpack behind.

"Surprise."

"A surprise, who for me or you."

"Me silly, we not decided yet."

He took me over to his grandmother's globe, spinning it around. Like he had done many times with his mother, he placed his finger onto it once it had stopped.

"What does it say," he asked, smiling as I laughed, before looking to the door when Ana joined us in the room, rubbing her stomach.

"Antarctica. We had better get out the snow gear baby, we did say we would go one day" I told her.

"We did but Antarctica will have to wait for a while as we're about to start another adventure, our daughters on her way."

The End.

Thank you to all who have read, and reviewed this story, it has been a lot of fun to write.

I will be back sometime in January with some new stories, the first of them if I ever finish it will be a trip back to Italy, Caccamo in fact. It is not a continuation of my mafia trilogy, more like a what if. What if Ana had been found as a child and grew up with Frankie in Italy. How she would have met Christian then. It is only three chapters and was meant to be a Christmas gift to you all but I've run out of time to get it written in time. As my birthday is at the end of January, it can be a birthday gift instead so make sure you look out for Through the eyes of a father next month.

Until then, take care and I hope you all have a Merry Christmas and a safe and happy new year.

Caroline x.