With so many Mellie stories floating around, I decided that we needed some Olitz. Thanks for your kind words and reviews. So with out further ado, as requested, our story continues. . .

The residents of the apartment complex should have been used to it by now. How many times have they looked out the window to see the black unmarked cars and the mysterious men in dark suits come into their condo. This time Olivia got out and was followed in by three men. The one was very recognizable. Of course he was, he was the President of the United States.

"I told you before, we could have gotten you some new clothes. I could have made a few calls."

"I really wanted my own things. I don't have a problem going , but I would feel more comfortable."

Olivia opened the door and walked in followed by Fitz. Early this morning, he had called Mellie , Karen and Teddy and told them Merry Christmas. He also told the kids that he had a special surprise for them. He told them to have a bag packed and they would be picked up.

"Maybe it's home!" exclaimed Karen. "Daddy's bringing us to California."

"I don't know this time, Karen." Mellie admitted. "I don't understand anything about your father anymore."

Olivia pulled the Louis Vuitton from the closet and then threw clothes in it. She had no idea what to pack since her clothes would no longer fit. Thank god she had some looser pants before she would become bigger. The whole idea of pregnancy scared the shit out of her. She always had this tiny body and small tasteful breasts. Now her breasts would get bigger, her feet would swell, and she would gain weight. Her designer shoes would pinch and that would limit her in social situations. Client meetings would have to be shorter and she would have to excuse herself to go to the bathroom.

"The new couch is so comfy. " Fitz smiled. "Maybe it won't be so bad. Dating and living apart ."

"I told you . We will take it slow. I haven't said that I won't come over to your place, but at least each of us can have our own space. Somewhere to deprogram when we get sick of each other." Olivia threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I think I am ready." She smiled.

The motorcade headed for Andrews where Air Force One sat. Flashbulbs went off as America's couple left the limo and started for the plane. The reporters began to throw questions at them since this was an unscheduled trip.

"When are you going to propose , Sir?"

"Olivia what did the President get you for Christmas?"

"Did you get something for him?"

Fitz put his hand up to stop the questions being fired. Olivia took it down and then turned to him. "No let me handle this. " she said firmly. She also had heard that there were workers in the White House the night of the Cabinet dinner that heard the fight between the two . They also helped her move her stuff back to her apartment confirming any rumors that the love birds were done. White House staff was supposed to be sworn to secrecy but with this Administration, you never know who you could trust especially after the leaks from the video feed that appeared on Sally's show. No , she was the fixer and this was her and Fitz's crisis to manage.

"Good morning and Merry Christmas. Yes, we had a lover's quarrel but as you see, we have made up. We are going away for the holidays ." Olivia made her statement.

"Was the President romantic when he made up?" asked one of the younger press corp reporters.'

Olivia couldn't help but smile at the question and how young the reporter was. She was guessing she wasn't from one of the reliable news sources , maybe even a gossip rag or blog. People just love to hear the private details of the famous. This couple had brought the rest of the world into their relationship from just about the day that he had gotten the divorce. She knew the right response and knew it would make the press laugh as well.

"A gentleman never kisses and tells." Fitz smiled. "Merry Christmas everyone." He waved and then they climbed on the plane. Putting his arm around Olivia , he led her to a seat and then took off her shoes and propped up her feet. He sat down next to her as they settled in the plane. Buckled in, the plane took off and then the lovers held hands as Air Force One climbed into the sky. Olivia had fond memories of the day she flew away with Jake. She looked over to see Fitz clutching her hand and then his eyes closing and his head dropping. The next noise she heard was his snoring. She welcomed the chance to enjoy the peace and quiet and dropped her head as well.

When the limo drove up the driveway, the iron fence was decked with evergreen boughs and a wreath was on the front gate. The gate magically opened when the car arrived and then it proceeded to the front door. Servants took the packages, luggage, and boxes into the large house. It had been quite a while since Olivia had seen this house. After all the crap, she half expected to see a for sale sign in the front yard. But Fitz was the everlasting optimist, he wouldn't give up on them.

Opening the door, Olivia saw that the large living room was completely different from when she was last there. The white sheets were gone, there was a nice caramel colored couch and a Lazy Boy chair paired with a crème colored chair with an ottoman. The fireplace was fully functional and there was a baby Steinway over in the corner. Area rugs covered the wooden floors. In the middle of the room taking center stage was the largest Christmas tree that she had ever seen, except of course , at the White House. On the mantel was a Frantecelli manager scene imported from Italy , beneath it was four red stockings. One of them had her name on it. Each of them were stuffed to the brim.

"It's like a Christmas card." Olivia exclaimed. "Did you have this planned all along?"

"I do know this dude at the North Pole and I had a talk with him." Fitz laughed. "He guaranteed me a White Christmas. "

A maid came over with a silver tray with matching silver mugs. "Eggnog?" she offered.

"Don't worry , yours is virgin. No booze." Olivia took the mug and sipped it. "This is good." She said.

"Old Grant family recipe. Passed down a few generations." Fitz answered. "Are you hungry?"

Olivia patted her stomach and then grinned. "Ravenous. I haven't ate today because I didn't know whether I would throw up or not. "

Fitz led her to the kitchen and then sat her down. "Well that diet of popcorn and wine ends now. You are going to be eating three meals a day and snacks. No skipping meals either. You and baby need nourishment and it is going to be my job to make sure you get it. When I am not around, I will have Abby check on you. Have you been seeing a doctor? "

"I found one that I had sign a disclosure form. He knows that I am pregnant but doesn't know the father . I think we can trust her. She has worked with many government officials in Washington and kept their secrets. " Olivia commented as she began to gobble the scrambled eggs and ham off of the plate and then nibble at the fruit. "I must look like a pig to you." She said with a full mouth.

"Nope, you are the most beautiful sight in the world to me right now." Fitz smiled. This was the way that he could picture things.