When Olivia still hadn't returned his calls, Cyrus decided to pay her a visit at her office. When he realized she wasn't there, he went to her apartment. He banged on the door loudly.
"Olivia open the door. Why haven't you been returning my calls," he screamed.
He banged on her door louder when she didn't answer. She was laying in bed when she heard the faint knocking and got up. The closer she walked to the door, the louder the banging got. She looked through the peephole and saw Cyrus so she opened the door and let him in.
Cyrus saw the swollen face and the puffy eyes and knew Fitz must have paid her a visit after he left the oval last night.
"Aww you poor thing, come here."
Cyrus hugged her, as sad as she was, there was no way she was crying in front of Cyrus.
"How bad was it?" he asked.
It took her a while to answer.
"He doesn't want to have anything to do with me, he hates me."
"Oh god, this is my fault. I should have never gotten you involved," Cyrus confessed.
He patted her on the back and walked her over to the couch so they could sit.
"Yeah, it's kinda your fault but I'm pretty sure they would have pulled me in any way."
"So what are you going to do? Are you going to try and talk to him?" Cyrus asked.
"He made his feelings very clear last night, he wants me to stay away from him."
"He doesn't mean that Liv."
"Yes he does Cyrus, you didn't see him last night. He was hurt and angry and he meant it and I don't blame him."
"Just give him time, I've known him for a long time, he'll get past it as for me, I'm going back to the oval in a few minutes to go blow him and beg for my job back."
She chuckled humorlessly.
"Don't make me laugh."
"Let's see what's going on, on tv."
Cyrus grabbed the remote and turned the tv on.
Immediately the headline shocked them both.
"President Grant files for divorce from First Lady Mellie Grant."
"After 15 years of marriage, President Grant files for divorce from Mellie Grant.
"Breaking new: For the first time in history a sitting President divorces his first lady."
"Oh shit," Cyrus jumped up.
"I have to go. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit."
Cyrus practically sprinted out the door and left it open.
He ran through the halls of the white house thankful that Fitz hadn't rejected his security pass. He tore into the oval, not bothering to knock.
"Sir," he called.
"Cyrus, I haven't received your letter as yet."
"That's because I haven't written it."
"Then why are you here?"
"I'm here to beg for my job."
"Don't bother."
"No, I'm begging for this job because it is all I have, this job and James and right now James won't talk to me because he wants a child and I don't. So all I really have is this job. I'm short and old and gay, there is not a place in the world where I can run for office and win, the world doesn't work like that. This is the best that I can do, being your sidekick. I didn't rig the election for you, I did it for me, I just wanted to win at something for once in my tired old life. That's why I did it. That's the truth, Fitzgerald. I am asking you to give me my life back because, without this job, I have nothing."
Fitz was quiet for a while, he was really thinking about what Cyrus said, he was uncharacteristically vulnerable.
"Go home, Cyrus."
He could see the look of defeat and disappointment on Cyrus' face.
"Take a week off, give James his baby and then come back to work."
Cyrus let out a deep breath.
"Thank you, Fitz."
Cyrus turned to walk out but then remembered Olivia.
"I think you should hear Olivia out-" he began.
"Go home Cyrus, before I change my mind."
"You don't have to tell me twice," with that Cyrus bolted.
A week later.
She woke up to Fitz standing over her. Staring down at her.
"Fitz, how did you get in here."
"Get up," he commanded, his anger apparent in his tone.
"What?"
"Get up!"
She got up and stood in front of him.
"I thought you said you never wanted to see me again?"
"Shut up and take off your clothes."
"No."
"Take them off right now or I will walk out that door and I will never come back."
She pulled her t-shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor. She pulled her bra straps down her shoulders and then proceeded to take them off but she was moving too slowly for Fitz so he spun her around and tore the clasp of her bra and it fell to the ground.
Then he shoved her over on the couch and spread her legs apart.
"Apologize to me."
"I'm sorry."
He pulled down his pants, freeing his eager erection.
"Again." he commanded.
"I'm sorry," she said breathlessly
He ripped her thong off and threw them across the room.
"Again."
"I'm sorry " she whispered.
He shoved her head down on the couch forcing her to arch her back. He entered her forcefully from behind making her scream out in pain. He dug deeper and deeper into her until he was giving her his full length.
"I didn't tell you to stop."
He grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her head back.
"I'm sorry," she moaned.
"You've never been the shy type Olivia - scream so I can hear you."
"I'M SORRY!."
He rammed her hard as her screams and cries filled the room.
"Fitz it hurts-"
He pulled her up and turned her around so she was facing him.
"Good."
He spread her legs and she willingly opened them as far as they could go, so he could enter her again because, as much as it was hurting her, it felt euphoric.
Everything around became hazy, she could feel his hands around her neck and his lips on hers, roughly as he thrust hard and unforgiving.
"Olivia, wake up-" Abby screamed
Olivia didn't move, she continued to mumble something incoherently in her sleep.
"Olivia, wake up now," Abby screamed again this time shaking her shoulders in an effort pull her out of her sleep.
Olivia's eyes fluttered open, she was a little disoriented.
"Olivia, get up, we have things we need to do today."
She yawned and sat up.
"Were you having a nightmare or something, you kept mumbling 'I'm sorry' in your sleep."
"It wasn't a nightmare per se, it was a really weird dream and you woke me up from it and it's a Saturday and I'm tired and I'm also going back to sleep."
"You've been weird and distant all week, what's going on?"
"Nothing I'm fine."
"Are you keeping it?" Abby asked.
"I don't know."
"Are you having an abortion?"
"I don't know Abby."
"You are literally about to be 8 weeks pregnant and you still haven't figured that out. You've been acting like it's not happening. I don't know what's going on with you and the father, but you have decisions to make so I made an appointment for you to see a doctor. I'm going to make you breakfast, go and bathe and get dressed."
"Abby I appreciate your concern but-"
"-But remember when Charles beat me so bad you had to help me bathe for two weeks, you helped me wash my vagina and butt and everything in between," Abby said snarkily.
Olivia really didn't have a comeback.
"Go and bathe Liv," she said as if she was speaking to a petulant child.
Olivia huffed and got up and headed to the shower. Olivia showered quickly and put on Lululemon leggings and an oversized Ulla Johnson gray cable knit sweater. She threw her hair into a messy bun and headed to the kitchen to eat. She as escaped morning sickness so far and hoped the food wouldn't make her nauseous. It didn't, she ate everything Abby set on her plate and then asked for seconds but Abby wouldn't make anymore because she didn't want to be late.
They got to the office just before their appointment time but still had to wait an extra half hour until they were able to see someone.
A middle-aged blonde woman called them to her office. Olivia sat opposite from Abby trying to hide her nervousness. Abby knew Olivia like the back of her hand and Olivia knew Abby just as well, Abby knew Olivia was nervous but she also knew it made no sense trying to reach out to her, she would just lie and say she was fine. The doctor walked in the office about 2 minutes after she called them and closed the door and sat on her stool.
"Hello ladies, I'm Dr. Williams. What can I do for you, ladies?"
Abby didn't give Olivia a chance to speak, she just took charge.
"I'm Abby, this is Olivia, she's around 8 weeks pregnant, we just wanted to get some information and maybe do an ultrasound or something."
"Have you seen any other doctor before?'
"No," Abby answered.
"Okay, so no prenatal vitamins have been taken or anything?"
"Nope, nothing," Abby answered again.
"Dr. Williams, I took the morning after pill, how is it that I still ended up pregnant?" Olivia asked.
"The morning after pill only works by delaying ovulation so the sperm can't meet the egg. The fastest sperm can meet an egg within 45 mins, if you are ovulating when you have sex and that sperm so happens to make it's way to the egg and fertilize it before you take the pill then the pill won't work."
Olivia began to open up a little more with her answers to the questions the doctor asked and when it was time for the sonogram, the doctor left the room to get more supplies, leaving Olivia on the chair, nervously waiting for her to come back.
"You are so nervous right now, don't try to hide it," Abby teased.
"Abby stop," she laughed shyly.
The doctor came back and began preparing for the sonogram. She spread the gel over Olivia's stomach and began rubbing the transducer probe over her stomach to get images on the display.
Olivia watched the screen but could really make sense of what she was seeing.
The doctor chuckled.
"What?" Olivia asked nervously.
"Do you see these two dots here?"
The second Abby heard two she knew exactly what it meant, Olivia however, was still clueless.
"Yea, why?" Olivia asked.
"Twins."
"I'm sorry - what?" Olivia asked in total shock, hoping she misheard.
"Twins definitely monozygotic."
"monozygotic?"Abby asked.
"Identical," Dr. Williams replied.
"How do you know they are identical?" Olivia asked.
The doctor pointed to the screen.
"You see there? They share the same placenta."
"Do you know the gender?" Abby asked the doctor.
"No, it's too soon."
"Doctor Williams, can we wrap this up, I have to go," Olivia said randomly.
"Okay let me get you out of here."
Within a few minutes, they were ready to go before they left Dr. Williams stopped them.
"Here is a prescription for some prenatal vitamins."
"I won't be needing those," Olivia said rudely.
"In case you change your mind, you'd be surprised."
Doctor Williams stretched out her hand with the piece of paper in it but Olivia wouldn't take it, so Abby did.
"That was really rude Olivia."
"I don't care, I'm going to have the abortion."
"You still have time to think about it are you sure you want to do this now, I know that was big news back there, maybe you should take some time to process it."
"I just want to go to the clinic and get this over with."
"Alright," Abby relented.
They googled the location of the clinic and headed straight there.
Once they filled out all the paperwork, they sat quietly waiting to be called.
Abby tried to read some of the pamphlets while Olivia just stared in space.
Finally, the doctor came in and called Olivia.
Olivia got up and walked into the examination room behind the doctor.
The doctor began questioning her and checking her vitals and ultrasound to confirm how far along she was.
She decided it was best to take the pill. After a few more mandatory test the doctor handed her the first pill. She took a deep breath and put the pull in her mouth but then she immediately ran over to the bin and spat it out.
"I can't do this. I'm sorry to have wasted your time."
Olivia didn't wait for the doctor's reply she just sprinted out of the office.
When she got back to the waiting room she saw Abby.
"Come on Abby, let's get out of here," she said not bothering to stop.
Abby jogged lightly to catch up with her outside.
"What happened? Did you do it?"
"I couldn't, they're my babies and I'm going to keep them."
"Yay," Abby squealed.
They stopped at Gettysburger to grab some food and then went back to the apartment.
Olivia ate and fell asleep on the couch and Abby ran to the store to buy a chart and markers and some other supplies and filled her prenatal prescription as well.
When she came back to the apartment she set up the chart and began jotting down ideas so that when Olivia woke up they could have a progressive discussion about the next steps to take. Olivia was asleep for a few hours giving Abby time to clearly illustrate her ideas. Abby got tired of waiting for her to get up so she decided to wake her again.
"Liv, we have some things we need to discuss," she said as she tugged her arm to wake her.
After a few seconds, she was up.
"Abby I was sleeping."
"No anymore, we have things to discuss."
"Is that a chart?" Olivia asked chuckling.
"Yes. First things first, what's going on with you and the baby daddy?"
Olivia sighed.
"Don't wanna talk about it."
"Is there anything that you don't know about me?"
Abby waited for a reply.
"Is there?" She asked again.
"Technically I wouldn't know that."
Abby gave her the side eye.
"No."
"Okay, so why won't you tell me?"
"I don't feel like being judged at this particular moment."
"I'm not judgy. At least not with you, but with other people, it's fun. Now spill."
"I guess you'll find out eventually so here goes; the father is Fitzgerald Grant."
Abby opened her mouth wide in astonishment.
"A republican?"
"That's what you care about?"
"Wow president Grant, I feel like I could have guessed this because he was always throwing you serious 'do me' vibes but I never actually thought you'd do it."
"I never thought I would either but we did."
"When did you guys start doing it?" Abby chuckled.
"On the campaign."
"Oh, my god. He was married, you little whore, give me details."
"There aren't any details to give, you're really only ever stupid for one guy and he was mine. He's the guy that I keep being stupid for over and over again."
"Did he give it to you good?" Abby chuckled mischievously.
"Not answering that."
"Okay fine but is he big?"
"Not answering that either."
"So he isn't big?"
"He's big Abby."
"How big? Is he white guy big or black guy big, because there's a difference?"
"Black."
Abby squealed.
"Long or fat."
"What's happening right now?"
Abby laughed.
"I just wanted to see how many questions you'd be willing to answer but back to business; why haven't you told him?"
"For one, we were in a secret relationship. He's the president and I'm his pregnant ex-mistress so I'm not at all excited about the scandal that would come out of that. Two, I did something and he found out about it and told me he wanted nothing to do with me ever again so I'm afraid that if I tell him this, he won't want anything to do with me or them and I'm not prepared to face that possibility right now so I'm not sure when I'm going to tell him."
"What if he wants to be in their life?"
"Then we have a scandal on our hands and I don't want my children in the center of that so I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place."
"So you want to raise them without him?"
"That's the thing, I don't know, right now he's really mad at me so I feel like if I give him some time to calm down then he might hear me out but if not then I'm raising them on my own. I'm not sure how I'm going to raise twins on my own but other women have done it so I can do it too."
"Okay so that bring us to the chart, we are going to have two options, one for if he decides to be in their lives and one of he doesn't. Make me a promise that you will try to tell him in the next couple of months."
Olivia sighed.
"I can't promise that he blocked all contact with me, if I even try to get through the White House gates, I'm sure they will arrest me."
"Wow, what did you do to make him that mad?"
"Something very wrong, I'm my defense I did it for him but he doesn't see it that way, he sees it as a betrayal."
"Are you okay?"
"I think I am, I cried about it for a couple days and you know I hate crying but I did and I feel like he'll come around, I'm just going to give him some time."
Abby was grateful Olivia was being as honest as she was.
"Okay so if he doesn't want to be in their lives then I'll step up. You'd obviously have to get a bigger apartment, maybe even a house and I would move in with you, I could help you take care of them because it's going to be hard for the first few months when all they do is cry and poop. There is no way you're going to be able to stay up with both of them and properly function at O.P.A."
"Abby that's a lot of responsibility to put on yourself, I not going to allow you to do that."
Abby rolled her eyes.
"Liv you are my family okay, I wouldn't even do this for my actual sister, that's how close you are to me, when I needed you, you were there for me more than my actual family so now I'm here for you, plus I'm going to be their godmother, I'm sure that's like my actual duty or something."
"Okay," Olivia smiled.
"You will also need a nanny for when you get off maternity leave. You will need a car. You will need a cover story once people find out you're pregnant if he doesn't want to be in their lives, we could say you used a donor or something. You will need two of everything, which is going to be expensive if he doesn't want to be in their lives at least let him help financially."
"If he doesn't want anything to do with them then I don't want anything from him."
"Olivia he's a billionaire, that's an entirely different lifestyle for your kids."
"I can give my kids a good life all by myself."
"Alright, I hear you. By the way, I picked up your prenatal vitamins, you should probably start taking those in the morning."
Abby went on and on for almost 2 hours, delving deeper and deeper into her very detailed plan for Olivia.
It took Olivia some time to get over the emotional rollercoaster that took place the day Abby took her to the doctor. She accepted the fact that she was going to carry them and began mentally preparing herself for when the day came that she would have to tell Fitz. Only Abby knew, she didn't plan on telling anyone until she was definitely showing. She also didn't want to get too excited since she was still in the early stages of pregnancy and she knew anything could happen so she wanted to wait a couple months to really start making plans. Until then she just focused on making sure she took her vitamins every day, ate as healthy as possible and took on as many cases as possible to prepare herself financially for the twins.
Mellie was out of the White house by the time Cyrus came back from vacation. The press covered the divorce on a continuous loop. They clamored for an interview but Fitz was adamant about not giving them one and every time a journalist asked he deflected and told them in the nicest way possible, it wasn't any of their business. Karen was doing okay with the news although he was sure she understood just about as much as any other 8 year old would. Ever since Fitz settled into the white house, he let Karen finish school in California and then he brought her out to D.C. in June. he got her into the best school in town and she's been thriving ever since. She had a lot of friends and they would come to the white house almost every weekend and sleep over because Karen was alway throwing slumber parties in the theater room. She played tennis after school and soccer on the weekends. Fitz tried to go to her soccer practice every weekend which wasn't possible with the type of job he had so he settled for whenever he could make it. He would stand at the side of the soccer field in in his dad hat and sunglasses cheering Karen on as she kicked the asses of all the other kids. Her long legs carried her up and down the field quicker than the other kids. She was taller than the other girls and some of the boys that played on the boy's team, she got her height from Fitz and as for her athleticism, Fitz had her playing sports since she was 3. Whenever she finished practice, they would stop by JJ's diner and have whatever Karen wanted. It had become quite the routine because spectators began waiting outside the diner on Saturdays to see Fitz. The secret services hated it, they didn't like the idea of him being predictable in his whereabouts but Fitz insisted and he was their boss, so they accepted it.
In the weeks after Mellie left, after all the drama with the election rigging, Fitz found comfort in spending extra time with Karen. She was funny and sassy and managed to keep his mind off of everything else. When she came home from school, she would come straight to the Oval Office for Fitz to help her with homework even though she could do it all on her own most times. They grabbed dinner together whenever they could, if not Karen would eat with the nanny or one of the staffers, she had no shortage of people fawning over her.
In the year since he got into office, Fitz managed to pass a tax plan that was working. Jobs growth was rising exponentially every month, the GDP was up and the country finally began paying back debts to China. Gerry had been teaching Fitz how to handle money since he could count. The balancing the economy and dealing with money and numbers was easy for him. On the other hand, terror in the Middle East was at an all-time high, he was practically mortal enemies with Russia and North Korea was no better in their standing with the U.S. The republicans had been pressuring him to deploy troop in the Middle East for months but he wouldn't budge, he didn't like drone strikes either; there were too many civilian casualties. Instead, he used special force mission to take out targets, which had been successful so far but not enough to quiet the war profiteers. He knew the only reason they were pushing for a war was because of how profitable it could be, he'd seen how hard Gerry lobbied for wars in the past because Grant industries profited immensely from the spike in government contracts. While the tension in the east kept him in endless security meetings, things on the homefront were in good standing.
"Jesus christ Abby, will you shut up about the damn sex of the babies. You are making me queasy."
Abby rolled her eyes.
"Okay fine but what do you want?"
"I don't know."
"You totally do. Just say it."
"Fine I want boys okay, you happy."
"Ecstatic," Abby teased.
Olivia handed Abby a glass of wine and sat on the sofa with her cranberry juice in hand.
At over 3 and a half months, Olivia was finally getting over the vomiting, which she was happy about. She was still nauseous and had cramping here and there. What she wasn't excited about was how much her stomach was growing. There was no way she was going to be able to hide it for another week, she'd been wearing sweaters and huge blazers and even then, it was chancy. She was going to sit with Stephen, Huck, and Harrison and tell them about the pregnancy.
"Ew boys, I want you to have girls, they'll be cute," Abby laughed.
They sat watching t.v. for a while.
"Liv, when are you going to talk to him? You are about to be 4 months pregnant. What are you waiting for?"
"The only way I can reach him is through Cyrus and I'm not telling Cyrus that I'm pregnant with Fitz's babies, he'd lose his mind. He just needs a little more time and whenever he's ready he'll come see me."
"All right," Abby said skeptically.
Olivia picked up on the skepticism.
"What is it?"
"It's not like you to sit and wait for someone to decide when you are worth getting their attention that's all. You are being really passive and that's not normal for you, you breathe fire, Olivia. What's really going on?"
Olivia sighed.
"I love him Abby, so much. It's been two months and he still won't talk to me. I didn't think it would be so easy for him to stop speaking with me after the way things ended and I'm freaking out."
"It's just the hormones."
"It's not the hormones. He gave Cyrus back his job but he won't even talk to me? What did I do that was so much worse than Cyrus. He forgave Cyrus why can't he forgive me too.""
"What are you talking about?" Abby asked confused.
"Nothing, I'm blathering, you're right, It's just the hormones."
Olivia realized she said too much, she wanted to keep Abby out of that drama altogether.
"I'm gonna head home Abby, can I take some of the cookies with me?"
"I baked them for you, Olivia. Of course, you can take them. Let me order you a cab to take you home."
"Okay, I have to go pee, I'll be right back... By the way Abby, I'm still me, I'm still a dragon, I still breathe fire don't you ever forget that," she chuckled.
"Oh, so now you breathe fire - go pee," Abby teased.
Olivia laughed and went to the bathroom. Abby wrapped up the cookies for Olivia and called a cab to drop her home. Abby's apartment wasn't very far from Olivia's but there was no way Olivia was walking the distance. She had been really out of breath lately and hated walking anywhere. Abby usually was the one to go over to Olivia's apartment but this time Olivia just showed up at her door. When Olivia finished using the bathroom, she walked her downstairs to the cab.
"Call me when you get home alright."
Olivia nodded.
"I'm pregnant."
Harrison and Stephen both looked at each other and laughed.
"Uhm what's so funny?" she asked, slightly insulted.
"It's funny that you think we didn't know."
"Abby told you."
Olivia glared at Abby.
"Don't look at me I kept my mouth shut."
"Chill Liv were not idiots. You've been walking around looking like you just ate an entire turkey by yourself for the last two weeks and you stopped wearing heels, we know how much you love those," Harrison teased.
Olivia shrugged.
"So why didn't you tell me you knew."
"It was hilarious watching you pretend you weren't, we actually made a bet," Stephen chimed in.
She scoffed.
"Huck are you a part of this too?"
Huck tried to hide his smile.
"You guys are all losers."
She stormed off, she wasn't at all mad, she actually found it hilarious.
"Oh come on, don't be like that," Harrison yelled.
"Whatever, get your asses to that senator's office to get those files before I fire all three of you and replace you with someone hot that Abby can sexually harass," she yelled from her office.
"Here, here to that," Abby agreed.
She could still hear them laughing as Harrison and Stephen headed to the elevator.
"Bye Liv," she heard them yell from the elevator as it closed.