Hey everyone I'm back! I couldn't wait until later in the week to get this story started. After the way I ended I have Nothing, I felt I owed it to you all to post at least this chapter as soon as possible. This is a sequel, so if you haven't read I Have Nothing, you may want to start there first, or else certain references in the future will not make sense. I hope you all enjoy.


Lauren, I need you to get Tom in here now!"

"Tom sir?" Lauren asked, wanting to make sure she heard him correctly.

"Yes Lauren, Tom. I know he doesn't work for me anymore but I need his help. Liv is missing."

"Yes sir." Lauren said as she left the oval, closing the door behind her.

Fitz walked over to the window of the oval and sighed. Why didn't he put his foot down? Why didn't he force her to stay? What was he thinking believing that word of her pregnancy wouldn't get out?

Flashback

"Livvie, we need to talk." Fitz said nervously.

"Ok." Liv said, trying to maintain her cool. They did need to talk, but she decided to let Fitz go first. Fitz sat up facing Liv, as she turned to face him. Liv tried her best to pay attention to what Fitz had to say, but it was like she went deaf. She could see his lips moving, but she couldn't hear his words.

"Livvie, the past six months have been the best months of my life. I've grown so much just being in your presence. I've become a better man, you've made me want to be a better man. I love you, I'm in love with you, you are the love of my life. My every feeling is controlled by the look on your face. I can't breathe without you, I can't sleep without you. I have learned this past month that I am nothing and you Livvie... you are everything. I guess what I'm trying to say is I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to wake up with you in my arms, and go to sleep the same way. I want to make love to you first thing in the morning, in the afternoon, and in the middle of the night. I want you by my side, in the White House. I want you to be my first lady."

Fitz lifted himself off of the sofa and got down on one knee, pulling a tiny black box out of his pocket. He opened the box revealing a two karat princess cut diamond engagement ring as he looked up, locking eyes with Liv.

"So Olivia Carolyn Pope, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife? Will you marry me Livvie?"

Liv looked at Fitz and then at the ring and could only blurt out one thing.

"Fitz... I'm pregnant."

The two of them sat in silence for a moment as the other's words sank in.

"Wait.. What!?" They both shouted in unison.

Liv was so worried about how Fitz would take the news that she seemed to have blanked out during the entire proposal. Fitz was so hung up in whether or not Liv would say yes that he wasn't sure he heard her correctly.

"Livvie, a baby? We're going to have a baby?" Fitz asked, wearing the goofiest of grins on his face. Liv cupped Fitz's face in her hands and put on her best smile, although it didn't quite reach her eyes.

"Yes, Fitz. The hot flash, the mood swings, the newfound appetite. I'm pregnant."

Fitz was so caught up on the fact he was going to be a father he momentarily forgot about the proposal. He dropped the ring and pulled Liv into his arms, pressing his lips against hers. Liv fought the kiss at first, but quickly melted into Fitz. Their tongues began thrashing around, each of them savoring the taste of the other. Fitz ended the kiss as he came back to reality.

"Livvie, we've got to call and schedule you an appointment with the white house doctor."

"Why the White House doctor? Fitz... That would cause too many problems. We aren't married, I'm not your first lady. We can't just elope."

"You're right, we can't. But we do need to have your things brought over to the residence as soon-"

"Whoa Fitz, I'm not moving into the residence just yet. I just started the OPA, I can't just walk away from it now."

"Livvie, you are carrying my child. Once the nation finds out... This isn't up for discussion. This is happening, and that's final!"

"No."

"No?"

"Yes, I said no. Look Fitz I would love nothing more than to marry you but we've talked about this. I'm not a bubble person. Besides, no one knows I'm pregnant other than you. I have time to get my affairs in order and for us to plan our wedding. But if you love me, I mean honestly love me, you'll let me do what I need to do before we wed."

"So you'll run the OPA from the white house. I can make that happen."

"Fitz..."

"Livvie, this is a bad idea. I don't like the thought of you out in the open carrying my child. My first born!"

"Our child Fitz... 50% yours, 50% mine equals 100% ours. Six weeks Fitz. That's all I'm asking. I'll be behind White House gates and in your arms every night after that. Just let me make sure my team will be ok."

"Ten agents, an assistant, plus four officers to escort you where you need to go."

"2 agents, an assistant and if the men you choose are good enough I won't need officers to escort me where I want to go."

"5 agents, an assistant, covered parking, and 2 officers in an unmarked cruiser to escort you where you need to go PLUS we add an ambulance on standby."

Liv sat silent for a moment weighing her options. She knew if Fitz really wanted to he'd find a way to keep her even against her will within the confines of the white house walls. This was really a compromise for him. Liv decided to count her blessings.

"Livvie, please? I'm willing to meet you half way on this but you are carrying our baby. Whether you are First Lady or not, you are carrying The First Baby. If people were to find out, I don't even want to think of what could happen, of what would happen" Fitz sighed laying his head on her stomach. Liv ran her fingers through Fitz's hair and closed her eyes.

"Fine... But Huck is part of my detail and also gets to help pick the men, and I don't even want to know officers are anywhere near me when I go out. Understood?"

"Understood. But Livvie, you never answered me." Fitz said picking up the ring as he reached for Liv's hand. "Will you marry me?"

"What do you think?" Liv said with a grin as she grabbed Fitz's ears and pulled him in for a kiss. "Yes. Yes Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III I will marry you."


That was six weeks ago to the day. Everything had been going smoothly up until this point. They had set a routine so that Fitz was sure Liv was ok throughout the day.

Their mornings would begin with a wake up call. Fitz would call Liv every morning at 6:45 to say hello to her and he'd force her to hold the phone to her stomach so he could speak to the baby too. Even though the baby didn't have ears early on, Fitz wanted the baby to know the vibrations of his voice. Liv thought it was the cutest thing ever.

Their day would continue with a call at 12:15. No matter what each of them were doing, they made it a point to excuse themselves and answer the phone. Fitz would mostly talk to the baby during this call while Liv ate her lunch. Fitz would call again at 6:30, normally to kick Liv out of the office, reminding her she needed her rest and dinner. She'd either make her way to the White House which is what happened most nights, or she'd head home and await Fitz's bedtime phone call at 9 pm where he'd read the baby a bedtime story.

For 41 days, this routine worked like a charm. So what happened differently today? Apparently today of all days, a reporter from the DC Sun received a tip from a member of the hotel cleaning staff when they were staying in Punta Cana. They made the mistake of leaving the test in the trash can.

To make matters worse, Fitz received a call early in the morning that the office of the OB/GYN Liv insisted on seeing until she moved in had been broken into. Fitz immediately suspected something could go wrong when he heard about the leak, but after hearing about the break in, he worries only grew.

Fitz immediately sent agents out as backup, and ordered Scott and Dominick to enter Liv's apartment. When they got inside, she was gone which was odd. They had just checked in on her an hour before and she was asleep in her bed. All of her windows were locked yet she was gone. The agents asked around, and no one had heard a sound. Liv simply vanished.

"Sir." Tom came running into the oval. He hadn't worked with Liv longer than her training period, but he knew she was something special. He was also the one who brought up the fact that Fitz and Liv would end up together.

In the short amount of time they interacted, Liv and Tom became very close, like brother and sister. When Liv was shot in Ocean City, Tom came and sat by her side while she was unconscious. He didn't want her to be alone when Fitz had to return to the White House. When they returned from Punta Cana, Tom was Liv's first call when they decided to break the news. So Fitz could imagine that Tom was probably just as distraught over Liv's disappearance as he was.

"Tom" Was all Fitz could get out before he fell to the floor and began sobbing. Fitz couldn't help but think the worst as time went on.

"Sir, I know this is hard, but I need to know. Did anyone check the keypad for her back door?"

Fitz stopped crying just long enough to look at Tom like he had spawned an extra head.

"Tom, she doesn't have a back door." Fitz said, feeling his anger rise within him. Tom of all people should know that.

"Yes sir she does. It's in her kitchen. In her pantry there is a keypad. The keypad opens up to the panic room where there is an emergency exit. Huck oversaw the instillation of the room when she first moved in. If she enters the code into the keypad, it is automatically logged and cannot be erased. It will at least tell us if she left on her own or not." Tom said as calmly as possible. But in reality he was now the one who felt his anger rising. Fitz of all people should have known that.

Fitz thought over Tom's words and realized that Huck hadn't been accounted for. He sent Tom out to locate the man named Huck, as he decided to call it a day in the oval. Fitz grabbed a few files he absolutely had to look over before the end of the day and made his way up to the residence.

Tom picked up his phone and dialed Huck's number. Huck surprisingly answered on the first ring.

"Where is she?" Tom screamed into the phone as Huck greeted him with silence.

"She's home." Huck responded just as calm as ever.

"You know that's a lie. We've torn ger house apart. She's nowhere inside."

"Then maybe your searching the wrong home." Huck said before hanging up.

Tom looked at his phone and for some reason a smile washed over him as reality set in. She. Is. The. Best.


Fitz entered the residence and headed straight for the bedroom, deciding to call Liv again, maybe this time she would answer. Fitz opened the door and dropped everything he was holding, sending papers everywhere.

"Took you long enough."

"What are you doing here? How did you get past security, past my men?" Fitz yelled as he stormed over to the bed.

"That honestly wasn't the reaction I was looking for Fitz. I mean after all, I am laying here, naked in your bed."

"Livvie, what you did was reckless. Why would you leave your apartment, today of all days without my men with you?"

"Fitz, I freaked. When I saw the news cycle and heard about the break in, I knew you'd have me whisked back here with out so much as a chance to say goodbye to my team."

"We checked your office. No one was there."

"Of course no one was there honey. We knew the media would be there eventually, so we met up at Abby's. Anyway, Huck and I were on our way back to the condo when we saw a slew of reporters outside, so he just brought me here. I took the tunnels up, and slipped in when no one was here. You keep forgetting honey- I. Am. The. Best. Better than your "boys" here in the White House. I have been trained to get around, completely undetected, and I am great at what I do...did. Just admit it and we can begin our little house warming party." Liv said seductively as she removed the thin sheet that was covering her body.

"It was still reckless Livvie. What if something happened to you or the baby, or to both of you."

"But nothing happened Fitz. You can't live life based on coulda, shoulda, wouldas. We are fine." Liv said offering a smile she knew would make Fitz buckle. She motioned for Fitz to come to her as she repositioned herself on her knees. She knew this move would drive him insane.

"Welcome home Livvie." Fitz smiled back as he closed the gap between them and allowed his hands to roam her body. As angry as he wanted to be with her, he just couldn't in this moment. She. Is. The. Best.

Fitz began placing kisses on her neck, making his way up to her mouth. The kiss was deep and full of passion. Fitz released all of his anger and frustrations out in this kiss, and Liv allowed it. She knew he held back a lot. Fitz's hand began working it's way down Liv's body when he heard his phone ringing with the "Bad Boys" tone.

"Let it ring." Liv growled as Fitz's hand began parting with her slick folds.

"I can't Livvie. It's Tom. I called Tom in for this." Fitz replied as he broke away and answered the phone.

"Sir..."

"I know Tom, I just found her."

"Tell her when I see her, I'm going to kick her ass!"

"Will do Tom. But right now, I'm going to punish her ass first." Fitz said and hung up. Fitz looked at Liv and flashed her the most sexy grin she had ever seen in her life. She almost came right then and there.

"Fitz..." Liv said cautiously as Fitz's grin took on a devilish tone.

"Oh I meant what I said Livvie. You. Will. Be. Punished. Now turn over." Fitz demanded as he began removing his clothes.

"Mmmmm Mr... President!"

Tonight Fitz was going to give Liv a lesson she would never forget.


So there you have it, the first chapter of the sequel. Liv said yes, Fitz was elated, and they actually reached a compromise although Fitz could have kicked himself for it. How bad was Liv for slipping in and out COMPLETELY undetected? And Fitz punishing Liv! No worries, I will cover that in the beginning of the next chapter. Let me know what you think, and I'll hopefully have chapter 2 up for you soon.