~The original characters and plot belong to the amazing Shonda Rhimes and all who work to make scandal a success.

Chapter 1

The softness of the bundle nursing on her breast, and the warm breath of the love of her life on her neck was all the contentment that Olivia Pope needed in life. She could not imagine being anywhere else than this perfect moment right here on her bed. Fitz took in a deep breath of her hair just as the baby nestled on her breast let out a tiny whine.

"Shhhh." She said though the baby's whines became soft cries.

"Let me have her," Fitz said sitting up and reaching out his hand to take the baby.

Olivia willingly handed Fitz the baby.

She got off the bed and walked across the room to her window to clear her head. She knew there was so much they had to talk about. But to be quite frank, none of them were eager to enter the discussion they knew was prone to turn ugly. Olivia kept waiting for Fitz to rouse it up and Fitz seemed to be doing vice versa. She knew it was something that was bugging his mind. She could tell by the glassy intensity of his eyes whenever he stared at her and did not think she noticed. No longer wanting to put up with pseudo peace she brought up the inevitable.

"Fitz?" she said turning herself to look at him handling their child.

He did not say a word. Neither did he acknowledge her

"I'm sorry," she said in a croaked whisper.

"About?"

He was still refusing to acknowledge her. He had his eyes on the sleeping baby.

She did not answer his question but kept all her focus on him.

After a pregnant pause, he got up, and went in the adjourning room. He came back solo. Olivia watched quietly as he set the baby monitor on her gray dressing mirror table located inches from the bed. He took slow deliberate steps towards her till he was right in front of her face.

Taking a deep breath and smiling down on her with his 6'2 muscular body, he whispered in her ear.

"Olivia Pope. Olivia Pope. Huh. If only one knew…'

Olivia took in a sharp intake of breath while desperately putting her emotions in check. She could already feel the unwanted emotions welling up from the back of her throat. Her heart felt like it was shattering listening to the coldness of the man she could not live without.

At that exact moment, the baby monitor let out a wail. She turned to go see to her daughter. She felt a strong grip suddenly on her arm as Fitz spoke sharply close to her ear.

"I'll handle it. It's why I am here anyway."

He left her standing there.

Chapter 2

Fitz buried his nose in his daughter hair and closed his eyes. His baby girl had suffered a hand injury by slipping and falling on her hands. Though it was not severe, and medication had been applied, she was still struggling to sleep because of the pain.

"I know, baby. Life is cruel. Pain is inevitable. Don't worry, though, we will get through this, together."

He smiles, looking at the whimpering child, clinging to his neck.

"Your mother," he began. He did not even know how to begin to articulate what was going through his head. So, he nestled the calming child to his neck even more. Waiting patiently as she fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 3

Olivia Pope snuggled more in her comforter. She tried watching the news to lure her to sleep but she could not forget about the man in the room adjourned to her bedroom.

She was so consumed in her thoughts that she did not notice him in her bedroom until he spoke up.

"She is down." He said, shocking her half to death.

"Good" was the only response she could come up with.

She felt his steady gaze on her.

"My vacation is next week Monday to Sunday. Cyrus scheduled it to be at Camp David."

"I will drop her off, then." She said, keeping her eyes locked on the television.

Fitz walked to the door.

Just as he was about to leave she said, "Fitz."

Not turning back he spoke, "she will be well hidden."

Chapter 4

Olivia hugged her daughter close. She did not want to leave her but she knew that, unlike her, it was important for her daughter to be here. She kissed her forehead and handed her to her daddy. She purposefully avoided having any eye contact with him. She handed him Josie's bags and instructed him on all things pertaining to her as if he did not already know.

"Liv, she will be fine," he said finding her ranting amusing.

She kissed her daughter forehead once more and turned to leave. At the door, she paused and turned back to look at him. "I don't want her under any public view in any way, shape or form."

"She won't," he responded back.

With that said, she left Camp David.

Chapter 5

Fitz watched his toddler son, Teddy, interact with his beloved daughter, Josie. They were both on his bed. He knew for a fact that Mellie would be furious if she found out that he brought the babies here. However, he did not care. This was his vacation and he planned on spending it the way he wanted to. Fitz saw the adoring look Josie graced Teddy with as Teddy fed her bananas. His heart completely warmed up at the sight. His thoughts went to Liv, the breathtaking woman who had given him such a remarkable pearl as a daughter. He desperately wished Olivia could be here to experience the joy in this room. Without thinking he reached into his pocket, got out his cell phone and dialed her number.

Ring Ring

After the third ring, his ears was soothed by the most sexiest voice in the universe.

Chapter 6

Olivia Pope was trying desperately to fall sleep. It seemed as if on this day, no matter how much soothing classical music she listened to, her eyes would not let her have rest. When it seemed as if her sleep was finally arriving, it got delayed by a phone call. Debating on whether to pick up, she reluctantly glanced at the caller ID. Satisfied that she had not been awakened for a stupid purpose, but scared that something terrible may have happened to her baby, she picked up.

"Fitz what is wrong?"

"Your lack of faith in me is really saddening." He said jokingly.

Relaxing, she smiled and said, "I have faith in you."

Suddenly turning serious he said "Do you? Do you REALLY?"

"Fitz"
"I did not call to talk about this. Your daughter is about to go to bed. You might want to speak to her." He said, quickly gluing the phone to Josie's ear so she could mumble soothing nonsense into Olivia's ears.