Hey everyone. After all of the amazing reviews on this story and after coming to the realization that I can't leave the story of POTUS Liv as a one shot, I've decided to continue this journey. I can't honestly say that I know how long it will be, but it has definitely forced me to dig deep which means it must be worth continuing. I haven't forgotten about my other stories, but I am leaning on this one as my mind seems to be blocked from working on the others. Please review and lend me your thoughts and I hope you all enjoy this journey.
Olivia walked into the oval and sat behind her desk. She had done it. She had so many strikes against her, but in the time she had uttered the words 'So help me god' Olivia Pope... Grant became the first all female ticket with Sally Langston as her vice president, first all female ticket to be elected into office, the first unmarried president elect in decades, the first female president which spawned the first- first gentleman, or First Mister as Liv liked to refer to her husband, the first African American president, the first president elect to be proposed to upon a win, the first president to be married on their inauguration day, first inaugural ball/ wedding reception circuit (a bus was rented for family to join in all of the balls), which spawned the first interracial couple to hold office, and... The first pregnant president of the United States of America. Yep, their children would definitely have fun learning a out the Presidents of the United States now. She just prayed she'd be the first president to successfully give birth while in office.
Everything seemed to be going smoothly. Aside from the normal threats a president obtains on a normal day, Liv was adapting well to life as the president. She wasn't however adapting so well to a life of pregnancy. Her first bout of morning sickness happened to occur during a briefing in the situation room. One minute she was fine, and the next, Cyrus was wearing her breakfast.
Cyrus... Cyrus was proving to be a valuable asset during this time. Even though Liv was a cynic through and through, her pregnancy made her more of a no-nonsense cutthroat president than she had been a fixer. Cyrus seemed to be the softer of the two and did his best to keep her calm, all while ensuring her orders were being carried out.
Right now, Cyrus qas ensuring that her job title was being reworked, and the terms of her maternity leave was being worked out on the floor. The last thing they wanted was for Sally to try and pull anything while Liv was unable to perform her duties.
Liv herself didn't want to take maternity leave, at least not a full one, but Cyrus persuaded her she would need to take a few weeks off, at least so she can bond with the baby and heal properly. A healthy president is a strong, functional president he argued.
The details of when Sally would step in and for how long were being hashed put, as well as a plan if something were to happen and the baby were to be born early. They had been up until 2 am working out many of the details so Cyrus barging into her room, was the last thing Liv expected.
Cyrus had entered their bedroom at 4 am. Apparently a group of American students who were spending six months in Nigeria had gone missing. It seemed the group had taken a day trip, and never returned. Normally this wouldn't be much cause for concern, well it would be, but this small group of missing teens had just become a national crisis. The problem? One of the children that had gone missing was Cassidy Langston, Vice President Sally Langston's daughter, her agents had been found dead, apparently they were ambushed.
Liv had called her team immediately and charged them with finding out exactly who else was with the group, where they were going, and most importantly try to trace the last known whereabouts of Cassidy's phone. Liv didn't know much about teens, but she did know that wherever they went, their phones closely followed. Once more, she knew the locations of iPhones could be pinged, and Cassidy's phone (thanks to some tweaking from Huck) was set to ping every 10 minutes. Fortunately Liv stood firm on making sure her staff and their families were equipped with the devices. It was a move that raised eyebrows at first, but was definitely proving to be valuable now.
When it wasn't spent barking out orders or running to the nearest bathroom, the better part of the morning was spent calming Sally and reassuring her they would find her daughter. Not only did they have the best of the White House, as well as the full backing of the military and every top government agency, they also had her father who ran the nation's top secret government spy organization.
On top of that, they also had Liv's team on it as well. Liv wouldn't settle for less than the best and in Liv's eyes, her team was the best. Although Cyrus and Sally bumped heads on numerous occasions, Sally and Liv had grown a close bond. Sally quickly became a mother figure to Liv during their downtime as Liv had lost her mother during childbirth.
Sally gushed over her pregnancy and barked at anyone who stressed her out in the least, so it was hard for her to notify Liv that Cassidy was missing. Everyone seemed to be more protective of Liv in her condition. They didn't try to shield of placate her in the proverbial sense, but the gloves came off when someone rubbed her the wrong way.
Then there was Rowan and Huck who became ruthless in their protection of her. There was a threat made on her life, and surprisingly when the CIA arrived at the man's home, he was found laying in bed with his wrists slashed. As for the man or group responsible for adding to Liv's stress? May God have mercy on the group that had pissed off Olivia Pope, who had upset not only his daughter, but the woman who was carrying Rowan Pope's grandchild, who had upset the woman who was carrying the god child of Javier Ramirez aka Huck. Liv knew that if they got to the men first, there wouldn't be a corner of the world far enough for them to hide.
Rowan had reported that a few of his "men" were already in the area and were already on the move. Huck had reported that he had successfully pulled up Cassidy's texts messages for the past two weeks because seriously, what teen actually used their phone to talk anymore. He had traced a series of texts back to an unknown number, most likely a burner phone.
The group had been assigned to travel 30 miles east to visit a school that had just opened to read with a few children. Upon digging, Cassidy and a few of her friends had snuck away from the group, and her agents, and met a few boys who claimed they were traveling with UNICEF. Upon further digging, no one could verify these boys belonged to any group associated with the organization. Liv sent them back to work and headed towards the oval to deal with the rest of the issues in the world.
Apparently chief justice Verna Thornton was stepping down after 15 years as Chief Justice. Turned out she was diagnosed with liver cancer and the outlook wasn't so good. After drawing up her list of potential men and women to fill the position, Liv charged Cyrus with having them all vetted or re vetted to make sure their were no problems.
Being a crisis manager, Liv knew all too well that a simple email, as innocent as it could seem in nature, had the potential to destroy a person's life. If anyone was considered, they had to open their lives up fully, communications of any level was part of that requirement. Liv would be damned if she would be subjected to scrutiny for choosing a justice that was hiding a dirty little secret.
After all of her good little boys and girls ran off to work on their assignments, Liv collapsed behind the resolute for a moment of solace. She sat behind her desk and jumped as a pair of hands removed her shoes and began rubbing her feet.
"You know I'm married right? My husband would have a field day using your nuts as a hockey puck." Liv warned, jokingly of course.
"Ouch, well I guess I'll have to take my chances with your husband. These feet are too sexy to pass up." Fitz said as he pressed Liv's foot against his chest and began working her aching muscles.
"Hi." Liv said with the brightest smile on her face as she looked down at her husband who was sitting on the floor in front of her. She hadn't even noticed him come in.
"Hi." Fitz responded as he looked lovingly into his wife's beautiful brown eyes. It never failed to amaze Fitz how Liv's eyes could be so dark with worry, yet instantly brighten upon seeing him.
"How's my SAFMOTUS today?"
"SAFMOTUS?"
"Sexy Ass First Mister Of The United States."
"Hmmm, is that my official title?" Fitz asked as he wiggled his eyebrows.
"Twitter seems to think so." Liv answered with a laugh."It's ok though, it's kind of grown on me."
"Livvie? Why is it you call me the first Mr. instead of the first gentleman? Not that I mind, just curious."
Liv moaned as Fitz's hands worked their way up her legs and he began working the muscles in her calf.
"It's simple Fitz. The White House has been filled by men since the beginning of it's time. I would like to think that all of the presidents... Well most were gentlemen. It doesn't make the title as special, you know?"
"I guess I could live with that. So, how's my baby?" Fitz's asked as he placed a gentle kiss on Liv's calf and lowered her leg before working the kinks out of the other.
"The baby's fine. I was a little nauseous this morning, but Sally made me gluten free blueberry pancakes and I managed to keep them down. Apparently the baby likes them." Liv stated proudly.
"Mmmmm, so, how's my big baby." Fitz asked, as he slid his hand over Liv's thigh. He smiled when Liv laid her head back and moaned. Liv rarely wore dresses considering her title. She rarely wore dresses as a crisis manager. She felt men would belittle her power by wearing a dress, but today Liv opted to embrace her feminine side. As Fitz's hands made their way up her thighs and slid her panties to the side, he had never been more grateful for this moment.
"Fitz, we can't have sex in the oval... At least not right now." Liv quickly stated as she thought back to how Fitz took her on that very desk the night of inauguration, the night of their wedding.
"Quiet. Who said anything about sex?" Fitz asked as he dipped two fingers into her dripping heat. "This is just me, taking care of my beautiful, brilliant, sexy, yet very stressed out pregnant wife. For just a few minutes you are not the POTUS. For just a few minutes, you are a wife who is allowing her husband to take care of her and relax her nerves." Fitz stated as his thumb brushed across Liv's clit, sending her hips flying off of the chair.
Fitz worked the chair over towards the window and turned it around before fully raising Liv's skirt. He licked his lips when he saw his fingers gliding in and out of her, shining from the thick coating of her essence. Fitz looked up at Liv who was thoroughly enjoying the moment and smiled.
"You do know this is a first, maybe not one for the record books, but you are the first POTUS to be finger fucked in the oval." Fitz casually stated as he placed Liv's legs above his shoulders the proceeded to lower his head and began the slow assault on her bundle of nerves.
The havoc Fitz was wreaking on her body caused the room to spin. Liv's hips began thrusting in time with his fingers as she felt the pressure building up. Liv's nails dug into the arms of the chair and she bit on her lower lip to stifle her moans as she felt a mind blowing orgasm wash over her.
Liv lazily opened her eyes as Fitz withdrew his fingers. She watched as he closed his eyes and sensually sucked her essence from his hand. Almost immediately, the craving for more of her husband grew to a painful level.
"Private office, now." Liv growled as she looked at Fitz with lust filled eyes.
Fitz wasted no time scooping Liv up and carrying her into her private office, making sure to lock the door behind them. For the next hour, Fitz took his time relieving all of the stress from his wife's body, one thrust at a time.
After the most mind blowing round of sex Liv and Fitz had ever experienced. Once they were cleaned up and their clothing and hair were as organized as possible, they made their way back into the oval just as a frazzled Cyrus came racing into the room.
"Madame President, Mister... Mister..."
"Cyrus" They greeted the older man together.
There was a moment of silence as Cyrus took in their appearances. Their clothes were somewhat disheveled, and Liv's hair that was straight only and hour ago, had taken on a series of waves and curls. "Whatever... They're married. If it keeps her calm..." Cyrus thought to himself.
Liv's felt Cyrus' eyes assessing their appearance. Her cheeks began to flush as she watched the realization of their recent encounter she and Fitz had just shared. She was embracing for the lecture of a lifetime, but was surprised as a smile and a look of approval graced his face.
"Cyrus?" Liv called, quickly pulling the man from his thoughts. That quickly, Liv saw the look of worry crossed his face.
"Right.. Madame president, we have men on the ground, and they believe they have located where they may be hiding the students ma'am. They are awaiting your word."
Liv stood silently for a moment considering her options. This seemed easy, too easy. They had yet to obtain a video or communications listing any types of demands. Liv couldn't help but feel it was a trap.
"Cyrus, the seals should be arriving within the next hour. Hold off until then. Also, have your men on the ground expand the search to a 50mile radius."
"Madame President, with all due respect..."
"Cyrus, this is easy, too easy. My gut is telling me this is a trap."
"But"
"Just because we were able to ping the location of Cassidy's phone, doesn't mean she is still in possession of it. My job as commander in chief is to bring all of my men, as well as the kids home. We wait until the seals land and then I will present the course of action. We will meet in the situation room at that time" Liv said, asserting her position without raising her voice.
Cyrus nodded and quickly exited the room. Fitz had never been more impressed seeing his wife in action. People may have been skeptical, but Olivia Pope definitely had what it took to handle tough situations. But when it came to them, the most powerful woman in the world, was more than will to submit to her husband completely behind closed doors. Fitz had to admit it was definitely a turn on.
Liv kissed Fitz goodbye and made her way back to the residence to freshen up while Fitz made his way back towards his office.
The rest of the day was just as, if not more stressful than the morning had been. Liv however, with a little help from her lunchtime rendezvous, took it all in stride. She flowed from problem to problem, dished out orders effortlessly, and put a solid course of action into play once the seals had landed. Everything was going smoothly until the video came in.
Liv and Fitz were in the residence having dinner with Sally and her husband Daniel. Liv was briefing Sally as to what the course of action would be now that the seals had touched down. The men were planning to meet with the big brothers organization the following day to implement a day which would be known nation wide as 'A Day Of Brotherly Love'.
The focus was to promote positive interactions between young boys and the male figure in their life. It could be a father, older brother, or simply a member of the program with their assigned little brother, but hopes were that the positive influence would help teens and young boys refrain from trouble, and become active and possibly learn skills in the process.
As the couples were conversing over their vegetable lo mein dinner, Cyrus once again came flying into the room.
"Madame President, Madame Vice President... Misters, we have a development."
Normally a development would be a good thing, but the look on Cyrus' face sent chills down Liv's spine. The group followed Cyrus into the situation room and took their seats with Liv sitting at the head of the table.
"Ok, from what we can tell, Cassidy is as ok as she can be... considering. However, what you are about to see is very graphic."
Liv and Sally nodded for Cyrus to proceed as their husbands inched loser to their sides. The video began to play and there was Cassidy front and center. Cyrus was right, she did look as good as she possibly could considering the nature of the situation. Her clothes were filthy, as were the rest of the teens as well as their guides. Sally's breath hitched as she watched her baby girl being held captive in what appeared to be an underground bunker of some sort. Liv's hand gripped on to hers tightly as they watched the footage play out before them.
The man was ordering Cassidy to state her name and her mother's position as well as Liv's. Liv could tell immediately this was an extremist group that had issue with the fact the country was being run by two women. It was sickening and a disgrace he would later say. Liv noticed the group of teens were all girls, none of the boys were present. Apparently to this group, America had given their women too much power and it was time for them to be stopped. The accent this man had was familiar to Liv. If he could just keep talking, she was sure she could pinpoint it.
Fitz watched as Liv closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her eyes remained closed, but her body tensed up. What was taken by the men in the room as a moment of weakness was anything but.
During this moment, Liv was scrolling through her mental database, eliminating different accents and which area portrayed them the harshest. Liv flinched as she heard the slice of flesh boom through the room and a body hit the floor. The cries of the teens silenced almost instantly as she heard foots shuffle towards them. Liv's eyes shot open only to see it was one of the guides whose life was taken. The demand was for Sally and Liv to step down, or the others would follow suit.
Liv jumped out of her seat and picked up the phone. She voice was quiet and she spoke very quickly but it appeared she was on to something. Liv had recognized the accent and if her guess was correct, the man speaking was a native of Samagu which wasn't very far from Lagos. Liv turned to the room full of men and women and locked eyes with Sally.
"The seals are going in." Liv said switching her sights from Sally and Daniel, over to Fitz, then Cyrus and back to Sally. Sally gave a small nod and in the moment flashed a smile of pride.
If anyone could bring Cassidy Langston home, Sally knew Olivia was the one who could do it.
"So now what happens?" Fitz asked as he shifted rather uncomfortably in his chair.
Liv looked at Fitz and he wasn't sure if he was happy or terrified to see the look of calmness and determination in her eyes. The looks on the faces of the men and women around the room showed the same emotions as Fitz and he knew in that moment his Livvie had just commanded the respect of everyone sitting before them.
"Now, we wait."