So this is my idea of how the season finale should have ended. Feel free to leave me any comments good or bad. I'm still new at this writing stuff but I have so many ideas and don't know what to do with them. Thanks for reading BTW I don't' own SCANDAL. Im just obsessed with it J

"So what are you going to do?" His green eyes stared at her.

"I just need one minute." She breathed as she slammed the door in his face.

"Olivia, you can't keep this a secret forever. Let me in. Let's talk about this."

"Leave me alone, Jake." She dropped to the floor, sobs escaping her full lips.

She picked up her phone and dialed his number. She knew it by heart.

"Hi." He was smiling. She could hear it in his voice. He was happy to hear from her like always but she couldn't speak.

"Livvie? Livvie, what's wrong? Where are you?" He was nervous. She was never speechless. Something had to be very wrong. "Tom!" He yelled. "Yes Sir?" "Get the car ready. We are going to Ms. Pope's apartment."

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. She didn't bother to move. It was unlocked. He would figure it out. Like clockwork, she heard several footsteps in her apartment. Secret service was sweeping the place. Then there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Livvie. Come out. Talk to me. Are you ok? Why is everything in boxes?"

"You shouldn't be here. You can't be here." She replied shaking her head. Tears threatening to spill once again.

"I'm not leaving until we talk so unless you want me to spend the night, I suggest-" He heard the lock click. He turned the knob pushing the door open and his eyes widened.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean fo-" before she could finish, he grabbed her in his arms and hugged her tightly as she broke down. He took in the scene and everything started to click. The whole sink was covered with pregnancy tests and they all had little [+]. He couldn't breathe.

"How long have you known?" He asked.

"4 days." She cried. He grabbed her face and forced her to face him. He was smiling. "Why are you smiling?"

"The woman I love is pregnant with MY child. Why wouldn't I be smiling?"

"Fitz, this is not a fairytale. You are married. Your father raped your wife and now you feel obligated to stay with her. There is no reason to smile. I am pregnant with your child because you had an affair and we were reckless! I'm supposed to be the fixer but yet I'm the problem! This child is not a blessing! It could ruin you. You are the President of the United States and your MISTRESS IS PREGNANT!" She followed him as he walked around her living room looking through boxes and staring at the furniture she covered with protective plastic. "Fitz, are you even listening to me?"

"It's a girl. She's tan, with your eyes and my hair. Her name is Addison Monroe Grant." His smile persisted. She rolled her eyes frustrated. "Why is everything in boxes?"

"I'm leaving." The smile finally disappeared from his handsome face. She cringed. "I can't stay here. It's too much, Fitz. I did my job. You won the election. You got 4 more years."

"You're not going anywhere. You are pregnant with my child and we are going to raise her TOGETHER. We are getting married and hopefully in another year adding a sibling for our beautiful baby girl." There were tears in his eyes now. "Winning this election came at a price. I lost my son, Livvie. My first born. I'm still mourning but you just gave me the best news. I lost one child and I am gaining another, with the love of my life."

"Fitz, don't-" He walked towards her and she stepped back until her back hit the wall. "don't-" He stood towering over her peering into her eyes. "don't do this. Nothing good can come from this. You should go." She was whispering now.

"I'm not going anywhere until you promise me that you won't leave." He was serious. His face was full of hurt and concern. "I can't afford to lose you Livvie. I need you. I love you." She shook her head as tears filled her eyes. At least promise me that you will stay until tomorrow. We need to talk. Hear me out. Give me tomorrow to make my plea."

"Fine. Tomorrow. But then I'm gone. There's nothing left to say after tomorrow."

"Tomorrow then." He smiled as he caressed her cheek with his hand. He kissed her forehead and walked out the front door. She collapsed on the couch exhausted from the days emotional events.

"Tom. Have Daniel stand guard at Ms. Pope's tonight. She is not to leave the house. He can get her anything she wants but she is not to leave this apartment. Understood?" He meant every word. He had just lost his son and he wasn't about to lose the only person who could help him get through it. She was having his baby and he would do whatever it took to keep her and their unborn child within reach.

"Yes sir."

He headed toward the oval office and was surprised to see Louise still there. "Louise. What are you still doing here?"

"I have a few things I still have to take care of then I'll be leaving for the evening sir."

"Can you call my lawyer and have him meet me here tomorrow morning at 7 am?"

"Sir. You have a speech to give on live tv at 8:30."

"I am aware. Clear my schedule from 9 am. Im taking the day off tomorrow. And Louise, this meeting is between us. It does not go on my official schedule."

"yes sir."

He walked into the oval and sat at his massive desk. He put his feet up and clasped his hands behind his head. He sighed and closed his eyes. He pictured Olivia 8 months pregnant and glowing. Their baby shower he wanted to surprise her with at their home in Vermont. His smile was wide. He called Tom into his office.

"Can you make sure Marine One is ready at 11 am tomorrow? Ms. Pope and I will be flying to Vermont and staying the weekend. Make sure there is a suitcase ready for her with everything she will need for the trip."

"Yes sir."