Author's Note: I am SOO sorry for this late update. I had some issues and wasn't able to upload it like I had wanted to. Thank you to all the new readers and all the old ones who keep putting up with me. Hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 10

Olivia was beaming as she entered the White House, rubbing her belly the whole time she walked down the hallways. She was still taking in the fact that she and Ethan were about to have a baby. It was so exciting. They had held off from even trying for so long because they had often moved around so much; but now that the both of them had some stability in their lives, they felt the time was finally right to work towards building a family.

"Hello Olivia." The sudden abrupt sound of her name pulled Olivia out of her thoughts and, because she didn't immediately recognize the voice, she grew anxious. Turning around pensively to see who had called her, she was relieved to see it was only Cyrus.

"Hey there," Olivia greeted him with a smile. "What do we have on our plate today?"

"Well," Cyrus began, "you know Fitz has that big convention coming. So we'll up so we need you to go over his speech with him."

"Oh," Olivia replied. "Right." She still wasn't sure she could feel safe being left alone with the president. How Fitz reacted to her yesterday creeped her out, and She was still angry he'd had the nerve to think he OWNED her. Her marriage was not like his and Mellie; unlike them, she actually loved her husband and they weren't faking for the public. She recalled her doctor's warning that she needed to keep her stress levels in check, however, and Olivia calmed herself down before she got worked up all over again.

"You okay Liv?" Cyrus asked, a concerned look on her face. "I remember you were sick the other day."

"Oh yeah," Olivia replied, returning her attention back to Cyrus. "I forgot to mention that. Ethan took me to the doctor yesterday. Turns out I'm pregnant."

"What? Congratulations, Liv!" Cyrus said.

"Thank you." Olivia beamed.

"Do you know your due date yet?" Cyrus asked

"Not yet. I will soon though."

"Alright," Cyrus said. "Well once you do, don't forget to let us know so we can make the proper arrangements and be prepared for you to go on Maternity Leave."

"I sure will." Thought she had already made up her mind about quitting her job at the White House, she still didn't know how she would break that news to Cyrus. Cyrus had been a great friend and mentor to her. Then again, she could easily say that the baby was her motivation for stepping down. This would be her first child after all, and the last thing Olivia wanted was a hectic schedule that interfered with the time she was able to spend with her first baby.

Saying goodbye to Cyrus, Olivia left him behind in the hallway as she continued towards her office, smiling to herself and rubbing her stomach once more. She almost thought she felt the baby kicking inside of her; and though she was certain it was just in her head, she didn't mind it one bit. They would go back for the ultrasound in about two weeks. Olivia couldn't wait to meet her new baby. In fact, already, the big topic between she and Ethan at breakfast that morning, had been deciding upon a name for their unborn.

Upon entering her office, Olivia sat down at her desk. She decided to come up with some talking points with which she could begin writing Fitz's speech for him. Then, she would make sure to have Cyrus in the room when she went over the speech with him. It would be simple enough for her. All three of them could go over everything.

While she was busy at work, the door to her office suddenly opened and closed. Looking up from her work, Olivia was filled with horror at the figure standing there in front of her. Fitz gave her the smile of a predator. She heard the lock on the door "click" behind him.

"Hey, Livvie," Fitz said as he approached Olivia's desk. She rose up out of her seat immediately, her eyes scanning the room for somewhere to run. Her office wasn't that big, so if she wasn't careful, she could easily bump right into Fitz.

"Look, I just want to talk," Fitz insisted. "Nothing serious." Olivia knew that was a lie. She had to get out of here. She was scared not only for herself, but for the life growing inside her, as well. If Fitz so much as tried to throw her around, she would be in big trouble.

"I-I finished up the talking points for your speech," she stammered, pointing to the sheet of paper that was resting on her desk. "You can just grab it and I'll meet you in the Oval Office."

"We can go over it in here." Fitz replied, moving in closer to her.

"Well, I wanted Cyrus to join us as we were going over everything." As she talked, Olivia slowly moved further and further away from Fitz, and more and more towards her locked office door. She had to calculate her moves carefully. The slightest misstep would be her undoing.

"He can do that, too." Fitz moved whenever Olivia did, stalking her around the room like a panther waiting to pounce at the slightest moment of weakness.

"Don't hurt me!" Olivia shouted, her paranoia made vocal now.

"Liv," The most apologetic expression the President could muster found its way onto the predator's face. "I love you and I'm so sorry I scared you yesterday. I should have had better control over myself, it just… Whenever I'm with you… I don't know. I can't explain it. My head gets clouded and I just can't help myself."

"I'm married." Olivia reminded him defiantly, for what seemed like the hundredth time.

"So am I," Fitz replied. "but you know as good as I do that my marriage is dead. If I had met you earlier, Liv, you can best believe you would be the First Lady right now."

"I don't love you, I love my husband." Olivia said.

"Olivia…it's just the two of us here. You don't have to feel like you need to lie. I watched you while we were on the campaign trail. Even now, I can recall how lonely and miserable you looked.

"Your husband, he's a soldier, isn't he? So when he's out on duty, he's far away…he leaves you all alone, all by yourself. You don't have to be like that anymore. I'll never abandon you, Olivia. I'll be by your side till the end of my days."

"What part of 'I don't love you' do you not get?!" Olivia shouted.

"I love Ethan. We're happy. We're not like you and Mellie. Never have been and I pray to GOD we never will be. Just stop this!" Olivia was at her wit's end right now.

"Liv, don't do this to me," Fitz was pleading now, trying to get his dear love to get over her fright. "You're the only thing that kept me going through the campaign. I knew that I could always lean on you for support. You, more than anybody else, are the reason I'm here now as the President. You're more important to me than anyone else. All I want is for us to be together. I understand you're scared of the possible uproar this might cause. But if we just give it a try, I'm sure I can make you the happiest woman on earth."

All Fitz wanted was for Olivia to accept him and just be patient. That's all she had to do, and everything else, Fitz would take care of. He could get rid of Mellie and help her get rid of Ethan. And then, finally, most important of all, he would make her his wife. He had already formulated the plan in his head. All that was left, all that was needed to put everything in motion…was for Olivia to come to him.

"I can't believe this…" Olivia said. Her emotions were a mix of livid and pure confusion. How delusional was he? He was really planning THEIR future together?! In her mind, Olivia replayed as many moments as she could, wondering what in the hell she did to give Fitz even the slightest impression that she seemed interested in him.

"Believe it," Fitz insisted. "I love you, Olivia Daniels." Fitz approached Olivia and tried to reach for her, but Olivia slipped away from him.

"Are you just not computing of something? I don't love you!" She yelled angrily.

"I don't know what was going on in your head that made you think we were anything more than boss and employee, because we are not! Yes, of course, I supported you on the campaign. But that's because I was doing my job!"

"Don't you dare reduce me as your JOB!" Fitz barked back at her. He felt himself starting to get angry. Fitz NEVER poured his heart out to anyone, yet he had done that very thing for her just now. He was willing to risk media scandal, scandal that might jeopardize his very stake in the Office he had fought so hard to acquire for Olivia… and she was rejecting him?!

"You listen to me and listen good," Olivia said, making herself loud and clear. "I am not yours! I don't love you and never have! Maybe I saw you as a friend. MAYBE, but never as a lover! NEVER! I have a lover, and his name is Ethan Daniels, who, by the way since you seem to keep forgetting, I'm married to! I'm not some whore that's going to throw away her marriage for someone like you!"

As she fired off her tirade, Olivia could feel her stomach acting up. She couldn't be yelling and screaming at people while she was with child. Her doctor already warned her about doing that.

"Olivia, are you alright?" Fitz asked. He had seen a sickly expression cross Olivia's face briefly and he worried she might be ill.

"You stay away from me." Olivia raised a hand up to keep him away from her as she gathered herself, even as Fitz tried to close the distance between them.

"Olivia, you don't seem well at all. Let me help you if you're sick," Fitz pleaded again, continuing to move closer and closer to her.

"I SAID, STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" Olivia backed up to the wall, still struggling to regain her strength.

"You know what?! I can't do this." She barely got the words out between ragged breaths.

"I'm putting in my resignation. I'll be out before the end of the week. Please grab your speech and leave." Her final words seemed to give Olivia some of her bearings back and she began making her way to the office door.

"Don't do this, Olivia," Fitz said, rushing to beat Olivia to the door. However, she was too quick and managed to get the door opened before Fitz could stop her.

"I said Goodbye, President Grant," Olivia said, holding the door open for him. Fitz balled his fists. So badly, he wanted to slam the door shut and throw Olivia onto her desk. But there was a time and a place for that, and he accepted that he had lost this round. He went over to the desk and grabbed his speech before heading back to the door. Olivia was holding the door open from the outside now ensuring that Fitz couldn't force her back into the room. Once he had reached the doorway, Fitz brought his face close to hers and looked Olivia dead in the eyes.

"This isn't over," He growled. And with that, he stormed off down the hallway. Taking in a deep breath, Olivia went back into her office, closing the door behind her and locking it. As she sat down in the chair at her desk and caressed her womb, she shook her head at everything that had just happened in a matter of minutes. She had to quit, it was no question about it. Messing with Fitz would cause her to have a miscarriage and goodness knows what else that crazy bastard might try to do to her.

Her phone rang, pulling her out of her thoughts, and she immediately answered it.

"Hello? This is Olivia Daniels." She said trying to keep a professional tone in her voice.

"Hey, beautiful," She smiled hearing her husband's voice.

"Hi honey! How are you?" Sometimes she swore Ethan had some kind of radar or something. It seemed like he always knew to reach her when she was upset about something.

"I'm good. I was wondering if you wanted to go to lunch today?" He asked.

"I would love to." Lunch would provide the perfect opportunity for Olivia to tell Ethan that she was quitting her job. She took comfort in the fact that she would certainly have his support.

"Great! I'll meet you at our spot in a few minutes."

"You got it." Olivia replied, hanging up. She allowed herself a moment to take in a few more breaths, then grabbed her purse from off of her desk. She hoped Fitz wasn't lurking outside her office. She turned the knob slowly and peeked out into the hallway. It was sad, she thought, that she had to look out her own office to make sure a mad president was nowhere to be found. Upon seeing the cost was clear, Olivia left her office, locking it up behind her before she headed out of the White House to meet her husband at the Café.

She arrived shortly and, seeing that Ethan hadn't gotten there yet, too a seat at one of the outdoor tables. The waitress came by and laid down two menus at her table. Olivia was just about to send her husband a text to let him know she was already there when he walked right up to her table.

"Hey, there," He said, kissing his wife before taking the seat across from her.

"Hi." Olivia said Ethan wasn't even fully in his chair before she continued, "I have something to tell you."