The following morning Liv woke up to an empty bed. Lying next to her was a note on Fitz's pillow.

Livvie,

Had to go to the oval to take care of a few matters with Cyrus. I will be back as soon as I can. Dress comfortably because today we are going on a day trip. The newspapers are on the sofa, and Tom is staying behind with you in case you need anything. Oh and I was so caught up in last night I forgot to tell you that Ballard called to check up on you?

Fitz

P.S. Make sure my baby eats more than popcorn when I'm away.

Jake Ballard's calling to check up on me? Who the hell does he think he is? Liv thought to herself as she felt the anger begin to rise in her body. What the hell did he want? She got him out of the hole because she felt guilty he had to spend time inside of that dark cement box due to her relationship with Fitz. That was the extent of her feelings for this man. Granted he saved her life once. The first time at his apartment she wasn't so sure about.

He was there for her during a time she was very vulnerable, but it was just sex and nothing more. She was his assignment. Sleeping with her was his assignment. What he wanted did not matter. She had no intentions of calling him back, and she now strongly considered changing her number. If only that didn't mean alerting everyone in her client database she would have done so days ago. Liv refused to allow the mention of Jake Ballard to ruin her day.

She was a newly engaged woman with a baby on the way. Damned if she wasn't going to spend the rest of the day celebrating just that. Liv balled up the note and threw it away.

"Well baby, looks like it's just you and me until daddy is finished working." Liv said as she placed a hand on her belly. She went downstairs and grabbed a yogurt and some fruit out of the refrigerator hoping that she could keep it down. She began getting sick after eating a few days ago, and thought that she was coming down with some sort of a bug. Now that she knew there was a tiny baby Grant growing inside of her and creating the illness, she had to acknowledge that the sickness would not cease.

No matter how much she hated getting sick, Liv welcomed the morning sickness. To have morning sickness meant that the life that was growing inside of her was a testimony to the undying love she and Fitz had for one another. Their love was still blooming and would only become stronger as time went on.

Liv went back upstairs and sat on the bed. She reached for the remote and turned on BNC news. She read the headlines that scrolled the bottom of the screen. Nothing major was going on today which was rare. There was one headline however that did catch her eye.

First Lady Mellie Grant will be spending 6 weeks at the Grant's Santa Monica Ranch to help care for her ailing stepmother.

Liv had to admit she felt bad for Mellie. As far as she knew, Mellie hated her stepmother. During the trail, she always spoke of how much she loathed that woman for marrying her father 6 weeks after her mother had passed. Mellie always said how she just knew that "Gold Digger" was only after her father for his money. Liv knew that Mellie's father was getting older and was in no position to take care of his wife alone. Liv assumed that Mellie was there more for her father than his wife.

"Well baby, there is nothing really going on in the world, so let's see what else we can get into today." Liv turned off the TV, and walked over to the closet to gather some clothes for the day. Fitz said to dress comfortably, so Liv walked into the closet and searched for something to wear.

It was the middle of October and it was fairly cold outside. They would normally be in the middle of their Indian summer by now, but winter must have decided to come a little early this year. That meant that most of the dresses Liv packed were out. Liv opened her dresser drawer, and pulled out a pair of jeans. She went to grab a shirt and a blazer, but then thought twice about it when she noticed Fitz's Navy sweatshirt hanging from his side of the closet. She had always wanted to wear his sweatshirt, but never had the opportunity to.

Liv stepped into the shower and looked at her hand admiring the ring that now graced her ring finger. She was so caught up in the moment she really didn't have a chance to admire the beauty of it. She placed her left hand over her belly and began to cry. Her life was coming full circle and although she couldn't be any happier with her engagement to Fitz, and a baby on the way, and the tidal wave that is known as reality began to sink in.

Liv knew there was no way Fitz could just throw Mellie out of the White House and bring her in. She knew that divorces take time, and 32 weeks would fly by before they knew it leaving her a single mother, raising a child alone. She knew that Fitz would always provide for her and the baby. Liv knew she and the baby wouldn't want or need for anything, except for his time.

Liv sat on the floor of the shower crying as the terror of reality struck her. She was so panic stricken, she didn't even hear Fitz calling her name

"Liv! Livvie, are you here?" Fitz yelled as he ran up the steps looking for her. He entered the bedroom and heard the shower running. Fitz walked closer to the door, and heard Liv sobbing uncontrollably.

"How could I have been so stupid to allow this to happen?" Liv cried out to herself as she sat on the floor of the shower holding her belly. "How could I bring a child into this world with a man that cannot be with me to enjoy every moment of this miracle. I was wrong baby and I'm sorry. Love does not conquer all."

Liv's words were like a knife being twisted into Fitz's heart. He opened the door and rushed to her side as he watched her crying on the shower floor. Fitz stepped into the shower fully clothed and pulled Liv into his arms. The move startled Liv, but once she realized it was Fitz, allowed herself to fold in his arms.

"Livvie, talk to me what's wrong? What happened? Are you hurt? What do you need because you know that whatever you need, I will give it to you?"

"I need you Fitz. We need you."

"Livvie I'm here for the both of you. I'm not going anywhere."

"Yes Fitz, you're not going anywhere for the next 5 ½ weeks that much is true. After that, after this time is over and I return home and you to the Presidential Living quarters, we'll be reduced to stolen moments. Let's face it Fitz, no matter how we feel about one another, I'm still just the other woman. I'm still just the mistress, the one that entered your life and destroyed your marriage."

Fitz lifted Liv's head forcing her eyes to meet his. Liv fought with him unable to meet his gaze.

"Look at me Livvie. There is no way I'm allowing you to go through this alone. There is no way that you are going to be a single mother. I've told you before, and I'll tell you again. We are getting married, and you are moving into the White House with me. I will be with you every step of the way. I promise you that."

"But Mellie. She agreed to be a good wife, as long as you pretended to be the perfect husband. I think a baby with your mistress kind of voids that agreement Fitz."

"Liv, to hell with Mellie. I will deal with Mellie okay? I want you to calm down. This stress isn't good for you or the baby. We need to get you dressed, I need to get out of these clothes, then we are going to spend the day together and come up with a plan. Alright?"

Liv looked up and Fitz and saw the sincerity in his eyes. Plans were good. It was a start. With her Type A personality, plans kept her sane. When there was a plan in the works, Liv felt safe. "Okay."

Fitz stood and helped Liv to her feet. He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. "This is the beginning of our new life together. I don't take proposing lightly. From this day forward, I am never leaving your side and yes, I will be reelected. Do you understand me Olivia?"

Fitz only called her by her name when he was being serious or formal. Since she was standing naked in his soaking wet arms, she'd say this was a serious time. "Yes Fitz, I understand"

"Good, now go get dressed. We are going to for a boat ride so dress warmly."

Liv did as she was told and actually felt a sense of relief as she joined Fitz who was waiting on the sofa. Where would she be without the new Fitz. He was taking control of everything, she didn't have to think or worry, he was already on top of things. He was finally beginning to wear the pants in the relationship. A very sexy pair of pants at that.

Hey everyone, I want to first say please bare with me. This ch. is something that went through everyone's mind once they read that Liv was pregnant. In order to have a happy Olitz, they must have a plan, and that had to be addressed. I hope that you all enjoyed the ch. even though it was a little deeper than the rest. I thank you for all of the wonderful comments that all of you have been sending. I will be working on the next ch later on tonight and will hopefully have it up for you all not too long after. Happy Olitzing! Until next time.