"Hello, I'm Mila", the girl says with an extra toothy grin as she sees me. Something about her warms me up. It seems I have seen her before but I cannot remember her. It isn't a pleasant feeling and I suddenly regret coming here to meet Sabrina rather than having a perfect evening with Ava. We would've watched movies, have our pizzas and have a good laugh. But no, I chose this.

"Hey lil' girl", I give her a fist so she could bump it. Its the normal meeting style that Ava & I use.

She looks at me with confusion and I chuckle a bit as I teach her how to fist bump.

"What are you doing here with Dr. Claire?", I ask Mila.

Sabrina clears her throat, drawing our attention towards her. "She came in with a patient and Dr. Gerald has ME take her to the play area", she makes actions with her hands to emphasize her point.

"And why isn't she there?", I ask her.

"Because I was already late and you were meeting me so I was like fuck it she'll roam with me.", she says and comes near me and plays with the top button of my shirt. Just a minute ago she was stopping me for a PDA and now look.

"Hey! Baby ears here!", I cover Mila's ears as she says that. Why doesn't this woman know when to shut up?! Surgeons are known for saying stuff mildly and discreetly and here she is, full on bitching mode about a pre schooler! In front of her!

"Oh shoot, sorry!", she quickly apologizes, having no regret in her eyes.

"Why are you so pissed off today?", I look into Sabrina's eyes.

"Because I was pulled out of an awesome surgery to go into oncology today!", she says with utter regret.

"Oncology isn't bad, I mean it is but you are helping more needy people today", I try and reassure her but of course she won't listen. That's what I hate about her. She never listens. Even when someone is comforting her, she would shout at them and then apologize a million times for it later. And she isn't that young to be this reckless.

"Oh shoot! I have to check of this patient Dr. Robbins told me. Oh God , why me!", she whines, completely ignoring me of course.

"Okay.. so.. I am gonna go now..", I was ready to leave, infact happy when she says-

"Can you please take care of this girl? Pretty please, with extra cheese, for me?!", she pleads and jerks Mila forward to which the girl frowns.

"But can't you just drop her at the play area?"

"I'm really late Chrissy, please, I love you, bye!" and she runs and I holler "Its not Chrissy!" while successfully get annoyed glances but she is gone. Never in my 34 years of life has someone called me 'Chrissy'. I was polite enough to say nothing but now there is a limit.

I look at the little girl and find her staring at me. Her stare gives me warm yet uneasy feeling. It's like she is reading me, but cannot decipher me. Her brows are furrowed and she tilts her head ever so slightly. She looks cute but mature for her age.

"So, lets sit and wait for Sab- Dr. Claire I suppose?", I suggest.

"Nah. That'll be too boring.", she says. "Take me to the play area the doctor was saying."

"I don't know..", it is true, i'll admit. I never really paid any attention to the hospital. I just come here to meet Sabrina, a task i've never done in my life - to go meet the person i'm dating.

"You're boring", she tuts.

"Hey!", I am not, i'm sure of that. Ava always says she loves my company.

"I'm bored."

"Let's go the hospital cafeteria?", I suggest. This place, I know. We've eaten lunch so many times there - Me and Sabrina. Though the hospital food sucks, eating somewhere not-so-famous is fun.

"Okay", and she starts walking ahead, paying no head to me.

"Hey do you even know where is it?" I catch up her pace.

"No. Duh." and I shake my head at her. This girl.

We enter the cafeteria and i'm grateful it is almost empty. It has these tables and chairs which are re arranged every week. It warm in here and I welcome the warmth.

I buy 2 sandwiches for us and a cup of coffee for me. I hand over her sandwich but she simply stares at my extended hand. She then alters her stare from my face to sandwich. I offer her once again but she makes no move to take it.

"Hello? Take you sandwich", I say.

"Mommy says I should not take food from strangers", she states.

"But I just bought it from the counter", I jerk my head towards it, "So technically I haven't made it."

"Still from a stranger", she turns around and takes a chair near one of the tables. I sigh and go behind her. She is too stubborn for her own good. I wonder how can someone tackle her! Ava isn't one bit like her. She is such a lively kid, understands whatever I say, or even Kate & Elliott for that matter. Sabrina, what have you got me into.

"So," I start again, trying to make a conversation as I sip on my coffee, "Where do you live?"

Seriously, Grey? She's a kid ask her something she can answer.

"Not here."

"And what does that mean?"

"Not in Seattle.", she looks me in the eye, deadpan.

"Okay, Jeez, stop looking at me", I put my hand between our eyes and she ducks down and looks at me again, but this time she has a smile on her lips and soon we engage in this playful banter. I laugh as she pins my palm down and makes this face with her tongue out.

"What do you love the most?"I say as she finally accepts the sandwich and starts munching on it.

"School!", she says with mayonnaise smeared on her lips.

"Seriously? Who likes school?", I never did for sure. Neither do I know anyone who does.

"I love it! I have so many friends and the teachers are so kind.", she rambles and you cam tell from her eyes she genuinely loves it. "What do you love the most?", she asks suddenly.

Me? I think about it for a while. I love a lot of things.. paintings, business, unhealthy obsession of being a dom but of course I can't say it to her.

"I love my niece the most. She is just like you. Too talkative.", and I smile as I say those words. Ava, truely, has taught me the meaning of life. She lives all her moments, laugh at the stupidest things and that has taught me to be a more open person.

Mila looks at me and grins. She gets my point. "My mommy says the same. I talk a lot", she giggles.

"How many people are there in your family?", I change the topic.

"Me and my mommy!" she grins with mayonnaise all over her lips.

"And your dad?" and she stops smiling suddenly. She resumes eating her sandwich and doesn't make an eye contact with me. She doesn't say anything and I get a hint she doesn't want to talk about it. I don't know why but that makes me curious about her, but I hold my tongue.

"Can we go now?", she finally says something after a long time. It wasn't what I wanted, but heck she is finally speaking. I was really worried I made her upset or something.

"Yeah", I say and my phone rings. "Wait a second", I hold up a finger as I answer the phone. Its Taylor.

"Uncle Chris!", Ava says.

"Hey babygirl!"

"I told Gail to make us pizzas today!" and i'm secretly grateful she doesn't want a take away.

"That's good! I'll come there in sometime. Meanwhile, you can play complete your homework."

"No! I'll watch TV! Please Uncle Chris?!"

"No. Complete your work, Ava. If you do, maybe we'll watch two movies today", I lure her.

"Pinky Promise?"

"Promise."

"I'll complete my work. Come home soon! Bye!"

"Bye babygirl", i say and disconnect the call.

"I don't like the name babygirl", Mila suddenly mentions. She was eavesdropping?

"Huh? why? Every girl likes the name", regardless of the age, I say in my head.

"Not me. I'm no babygirl"

"Why? You are small and a girl."

"No. Ew.", she pinches her nose and fans her face and I laugh at her actions.

"How 'bout I call you munchkin?"

"That's a sweet nickname. But no babygirl!"

"Don't worry, that name is reserved for my niece", I chuckle.

We exit the cafeteria and head towards the waiting area, where I desperately hope Sabrina is there. And she is.

"Where have you been?! Her mom is waiting for her outside!", she shouts in my ear, obviously unaware of her loud voice. Talk about irresponsibility. My hand twitches and though i've abandoned my playroom long back, I am ready to re open it just for her.

"Stop shouting", I warn her and she gets the hint.

"Sorry", that's her 14th 'sorry' in 12 hours, not that i'm counting. "Come Mila, let's go to your mommy", she extends her hand and she grabs it eagerly.

"Bye friend!", she tells me with sudden enthusiasm.

"Bye munchkin' and don't call me 'friend' that's weird", I say.

"What should I call you then?", she pretends to think. Sabrina waits impatiently, tapping her foot against the marble floor of the hospital.

I smile as I say, "Christian Grey" and I see her eyes widen before Sabrina whisks her away.

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As promised, after 10 votes here is the update! Can I get 15 votes for this chapter?? Also comment what you think!! I'd really like to know what people think of my story!

Above is the picture of Mila Stauffer whose name I borrowed because.. well.. I loved it. Also I picture her to play Mila Steele/Grey!

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Until we meet again, xoxo ~ Ava❤