Olivia POV
I was exhausted, I felt like I had ran a marathon when I haven't even stood up. I'm so hot, I feel like I'm standing on the Sun. I just wanted to sleep my doctor said I need to drink a lot of fluids and to get some rest and if I got a fever or felt any pain to call her. After hearing that Fitz immediately moved me into the master bedroom where he slept I didn't protest because I always sleep better with him next to me. Fitz walked back in and sat at the edge of the bed. I'm so proud of him he's walking like himself again.
"She's gone. From what I gathered the nurse let her in." He looked pissed.
"She didn't know." I responded
"How are you feeling? You okay?
"Strawberries, peanut butter, and syrup. I've been craving strawberries smeared in peanut butter and dipped in syrup." The look on his face made me chuckle.
"I'll go get it."
""Wait bring the whip cream too please." He nodded and left. I got out of the bed and relieved my bladder. On my way back to the bed, I got a side view of my body. I just froze and stared at myself in nothing but a bra and panties but we're really got my attention was my protruding stomach. I placed my hand lightly over the middle, wondering what my little one was doing right now. My back was to the room door so I didn't notice the presence of Fitz. I see him as he came into the mirror's view. I watch his hands go around my waist covering my hand I place my other hand over his two. He kissed my shoulder.
"What's wrong?" His voice was calming. I leaned into him.
"Nothing, just got lost in thought."
"Thinking about her?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Her?"
"It's a girl."
"How would you know that?"
" I talked to her last night. I was like 'hey baby I'm just wondering are you a girl or boy' and she said 'hi Daddy I'm a girl with blue eyes and mommy's hair but don't worry I have pretty black hair like you but mommy's nose and a beautiful skin tone, can't wait to meet you and Mommy but it's time for me to sleep." I smiled at his story my smile turned into giggles at the thought of a little girl running around.
"You still want your Strawberry yuck?"
"Yes." He walked me back to my side of the bed. I sat and pull the covers over me Fitz place the tray on my lap and walked out the room. He already smeared the peanut butter on 12 strawberries and there was a little bowl with buttermilk syrup in it. I dipped the strawberry and took a bite. I couldn't help the moan that escaped. I opened my eyes and seen Fitz staring at me eyes wide. I blushed under his gaze and continued to eat. He swept up a broken lamp then left and came back.
"You want one?" He frowned and shook his head no. I finished up and place the tray on the nightstand.
"I want to do something today like shopping."
"Liv, you should be resting." I rolled my eyes and got out of bed.
"Fitz I'm 13 weeks pregnant I've been resting for over 3 months I'm not tired anymore I want to move a bit."
"Okay." I was relieved he didn't argue with me.
"You have a doctor's appointment in a bit. What do you want for dinner?
"Whatever you choose to cook."
"How about Hawaiian flavored chicken, broccoli casserole, mac and cheese, and steak?"
"Liv that's way too much food for the four of us and two agents."
That gave me an idea "I am eating for two, you eat for two, Karen, Jerry, two agents are eating for 4. I can cook enough for 20 people and my team can come over which is perfect something to do and people to see." I gave him my most dazzling smile.
"Only if two people come help you." I frowned at that. Abby would help me of course but who else.
"Abby is the only person I know who LIKES to cook."
"Lauren does too." I do like Lauren.
"Deal." I went to the closet throwing on a black shirt that says Bae in gold. I found a pair of Cabana jeans, I put them on but when I tried to button them it wouldn't work. I kept trying until I got it. I took a deep breath and as soon as I breathed out my button went flying. I could feel my tears of frustration, sadness, and realization cascade down my cheeks.
"Fitz." I called out. He came rushing in. I sat on the floor and he did the same.
"What's wrong?" He asked rubbing my back.
"It's happening."
"What's happening?"
"I can't fit my pants anymore."
"Just try on another pair."
"All MY PANTS ARE THE SAME DAMN SIZE!"
"You don't have any stretchy pants, look you can wear any pair of my sweatpants of your choice, okay?"
"It's not about the stupid pants." I yelled frustrated.
"Then what is it about, Livvie?" I looked at him then at my hands.
"Nothing. I'll wear your pants." I stared at all my clothes I will no longer be able to wear in a few weeks and cried silently because it was something much more than clothes. it wasn't the clothes I was worrying about leaving me because I got to big.
