Thanks to all the people who havent left me or the story...i know trusting the writer can be difficult (especially cause I'm new to scandal writing and you wouldnt have read any of my work before-but i try not to be too mean to my readers...though i know the last chapters i dont make it seem like that ahah)

Also look, it didnt take me over a week to update, you should be proud...im trying to power through these chaps without Liv, cause i know everyone will want her back as soon as possible.

Fitz sat on the sofa in the residence. It had been a week and a half since Olivia had left, but the pain was still as raw as it was when she walked out the Oval. He felt empty without her, but he decided to throw that all into the campaign and winning the election, it was a welcome distraction, one he needed.

He picked up the tablet off the side table, and took the memory stick Olivia had given him a little over month ago out of his jacket pocket. He breathed out a sigh, before loading the video up. He had lost track how many times he had watched the three month ultrasound. He didn't know why he was continually torturing himself. Maybe because he liked remembering a time where this was real, or he liked picturing the future he and Olivia could have, and were so close to having, or maybe he just still couldn't believe it was all over. Either way he knew he had to stop, but he couldn't. It played on loop whenever he was alone.

He smiled as heard the heartbeat echo throughout his earphones. He looked at the outline of the baby's face a wondered who it would have taken after more, him or Liv. But like always he remembered he'd never find out, and his chest fell in revelation.

"What are you always watching on that thing?" Mellie asked as she came into their bedroom and took her heels off. He didn't even hear the door open.

"Nothing," he quickly said before exiting the video and locking the tablet and then throwing it down next to him. Not wanting to spend any extra time with his wife then he needed to, he walked into the closet to change out his suit now that the day was over.

Fitz stared at the clothes that were in plain sight, he pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of sweats and tossed them onto the bench chair and then sat next to them, not bothering to start getting changed. Taking a deep breath, Fitz laid his head in his hands, he was glad the day was over, it meant there was only 51 days, give or take, until the election, though that wasn't what he was counting down to.

He started unbuttoning his shirt, knowing the sooner he was dressed the sooner he could be in bed. When changed he walked back out into the bedroom, he ran his hand through his hair, scratching an itch, and then stopped dead in his tracks. "What the hell?" He exclaimed looking over to where he had been sitting less than ten minutes ago.

"My thought exactly," Mellie said, her lips pursed in disgust. She placed the now unlocked tablet back down, and ran her tongue over her teeth, trying to find the right words.

"You had no right," Fitz said making his way over to the sofa and taking the USB from the device.

"I had no right? Let's talk how you got your mistress pregnant. I can't even believe you'd be so stupid. What are you going to do? Move her in here and raise the baby up together, like this won't be the biggest scandal in Presidential history?" Her voice raised and Fitz was sure if there was anyone outside they would have heard every word as clear as day.

"Shut up, Mellie," he said turning away from her, he really didn't need to hear this now, or ever.

"Is this why she left? Because she's pregnant, and you couldn't hide it anymore? I swear to God, Fitz," she said almost growling.

"She didn't leave because she's pregnant," Fitz's voiced raised, he was already having enough of her unnecessary rant, and needed a way for her to leave him alone as fast as possible.

"What did you two have another one of your little fights?" She asked rolling her eyes. "Did you both have different opinions on what you should do and she upped and ran away?" Mellie said in a tone full of mockery.

"She lost the baby a month and a half ago," Fitz finally revealed, his heart breaking to say those words.

Mellie's mouth hung open, the words she was going to no longer needed. She was dumbfounded, speechless, and all that anger she had just felt disappeared. "Oh," was all that could escape. She could see the pain in Fitz's eyes, it had been there for weeks, almost months. She'd assumed it was Olivia's doing, but she would have never predicted this.

She should have been happy, this baby could have ruined everything for her, but seeing Fitz standing there looking how he did, hit a nerve she didn't think was there anymore. She knew Fitz better than most people, and knew how much being father meant to him. And a baby with Olivia would have been everything.

Fitz watched as his wife's face softened, and to say he was surprised was an understatement. He expected more yelling, he never expected her to be at a loss for words. "Sit down," Mellie said in a comforting tone as she poured them both a drink. Fitz took the glass from her hand and took a sip, but he didn't take a seat. "Sit," she nodded to say it was alright. He looked Mellie up and down, sure she was playing an angle that she would use against him in no time. But there wasn't any hint of that on her face. It was apologetic and full of general concern.

After following Mellie's instructions Fitz didn't say anything, he just continued sipping at his glass of scotch, and staring at the blank walls. What could he say, it wasn't as if Mellie was Olivia's and his number one fan.

"What happened?" Mellie asked, but Fitz wasn't sure if he should divulge that information with her. Though it would be the first time he had a chance to really talk about. Sure he and Olivia talked about it, but they were always so cautious bringing it up, not wanting to go through all that pain again. Maybe this is what he needed, someone new to the situation, it couldn't hurt to try.

Fitz didn't know where to begin. Did she want to know everything? Did he even want to share it all? And would he relive if he did? "She found out she was pregnant, and everything was going well, the baby was healthy, and then just after that ultrasound, her three month, she called me, had to leave a voicemail, telling me something was wrong. By time I could get over there she was back from the doctors, and well," he finished, not being able the say the word 'miscarriage'.

Mellie swallowed hard, only being able to guess how hard this would have been for both of them, now more than ever she felt extremely lucky to never have gone through that pain. "Why'd she leave?" She asked.

Fitz thought against telling her, but she'd been so surprisingly understanding that the words just came out. "She closed herself off and bottled it all up, until it all became too much for her to handle. She needs time on her own to deal with the loss. I understand, I just wish she didn't have to have left to work everything out."

"And how are you feeling with all this?" She was intrigued to know, they very rarely shared like this, and she wondered if he would even answer.

"I'm the President of the United States, I don't get to have feelings," he said, it was how he had been made to feel from everyone around him, especially Cyrus, not so much Olivia.

"Fitz," she pushed, trying to get him to open up.

"I miss her," was all he could muster up. Mellie took his hand in his, and it was comforting to know he had someone, even if it came in the most unlikely of places. "Thanks, Mel," he said looking down at their hands.

This chapter was necessary, cause Mellie needed to find out (plus its going to be fun to write when Liv does come back). this chapter is in no means meant to be read as romantic. but i do like Mellie and Fitz as friends (like in S4).

I also think how Mellie reacts can be very unpredicatable, so theres that.

Now we're one less chap until Liv comes back YAYAYAYAYA!

Anyway, Please Review :D