over 2,000 words! i am tuckered! 3am post! am I crazy?! i guess so. crazy about my sisterwives and brotherhusbands? of scandal lol I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter. and oh joy! i 'm going to hit the 400th hundred review! so excited :) so I am starting a contest. the 400th review gets a special one shot of their choice :) and if anyone can tell me where I got the name little blip from, they also have their choice of their own one shot idea. good luck everyone ^_^

q and a's

jealisagosling: that's the best thing about ff. we get to explore different sides of a character. I hope I didn't turn you off from the story too bad.

msattitude: they wont meet their demise just yet. this chapter needed to happen.

maryb: olivia is kinda an easy target for pain lol

angchick- she'll get better and maybe an ass whooping is in mellie's future

chocolate: shes still able to have kids. sadly, this one just couldnt take all the stress and pain she endured.

lorenemichelle: angry fitz is sexy as all hell. *swoon* and you are welcome!

limepalmtree: awesome name lol and POW! thank you for liking my craziness. idk how you missed this! Kerry On, Kerry On!

Oxford- sadness is probably over for them. they can only go up from here

gem: i hope you like this chapter :)

kelsey: im sad too :( but i hope you like this chapter

daprinces: retail therapy! yes take me with you :) and thank you for the pumpkin goods. im going to cheat on my diet :)

mmrb0908: fitz kicking ass? for you typing fingers to shonda's eyes!

ghjasam- she can have them. it was just too much stress to carry this one.

kelleekellkell: RIP little Blip :( you will be missed

joanne: lol i shall keep him away from all ppl on oxygen. it's not what you think :) and receipts? you must be on the ship. Terry On. lol here's a round of marterry's on me.

"Olivia! Jesus, take it easy. You are not well." Fitz scold. He rushed to the bathtub, helping her get out. "I told you that solo bath was too soon. Why didn't you wait for me?"

"I've waited long enough don't you think?" Olivia asked with a sly smile.

Fitz chuckled, "We both have Livvie, we both have." He laughed at the double meaning. He picked up the towel, wrapping it around her body. "How are you feeling?" He asked apprehensively.

"Fitz, my body is weak. I'm not rapidly dying of cancer." She said rolling her eyes.

Fitz stiffened at the mention of cancer and dying. Could he ever tell her the truth about Verna? Would he ever tell her the truth? The thought of what could come was scary but it still had to be done. Was this the time to do it? No not today. Today was reserved for the ceremony. A ceremony that technically they shouldn't be having already. One that should have been down the line, later in life. A part of life when they had been together long enough and still not question what would happen to them. He sighed as he kissed her forehead. "Are you ready, Sweet Baby?"

She smiled, "I am, Mr. President." She arched her eyebrow.

He groaned. "Not today Livvie."

She giggled, "Okay, my stallion." She whispered, rubbing his thigh.

"And we don't have time for that either. And we made a promise to hold on that until-"

"I know. I know. Don't worry baby. I just wanted to have a little second base action." She said with a smile.

"Maybe when we get back and only of you are really feeling up to it."

There was a knock at the door pulling them from their moment, "Sir?"

"Yes, Tom?" Fitz yelled out to him.

"We have cleared the church and we are ready."

"Is the press still outside?"

There was a chuckle then a clearing of the throat, "Yes, Sir. They are still there."

"You know he's laughing at you, right?" Olivia asked with a chuckle of her own.

"Yea, I know." Fitz huffed, walking off. "Tom, Olivia is running behind...again and is still not ready. Can we push the arrival back say two hours?"

"Fitz, we can't. We have a schedule to maintain. We can't just push this back. This is important. We only get to do this once."

"Well, if someone had not insisted on take a long bath, we would be on time." He said with a little humor in his voice.

"Tom, I will be ready shortly,"

"Yes ma'am."

Olivia slowly walked into closet, letting out a tired sigh. Her eyes looked over the many clothes that was brought in for her. Dresses for days and pumps to die for. She paused momentarily thinking about how Mellie's clothes used to occupy the same place. She shook the thought out of her. Today was not the day for depressing thoughts. Today was the day for rebirth. The rebirth of...her dreams.

She closed the door behind her, eyeing the beautiful white and pastel pink dress Michael Kors designed just for her. When the media caught wind of Fitz being the mystery man in the affair, they were like viscous beast that didn't understand the meaning of privacy. But it was quite a hot topic and guaranteed newspaper and magazine seller. OPA had to official reroute calls to an answering service Huck set up. It was the "press one if you're a reporter, press two if you're a client" type of deal. What made the reporters more feisty than usual was the fact Olivia had not been seen since she "disappeared" well over three months ago. The ceremony that was to take place today and the fact Olivia would be stepping out today was leaked by a white house reporter, who Cyrus tracked down, chewed out and then fired.

She sighed as she fingered the dress. Today was a happy day no matter what people thought of her or Fitz. Today was not about politics or campaigns, jobs or influence. Today was about them and their family.

"Liv! Come on already! You're going to miss the ceremony in which you have to participate in!" Karen yelled from the other side of the door.

Olivia slipped on her dress, and her pumps. Her hands smoothed down the material over her slightly swollen belly. She walked out of the closet feeling a sense of dread, "I'm ready."

Karen walked with Olivia back towards the living room where Cyrus, James, Ella, Teddy, Gerry and Fitz all stood. Fitz was the first to speak when she entered the room.

"Oh baby, you look amazing."

"Thank you." She replied with a kiss.

"I don't mean to be the mean one in the group," Gerry started, "But does the routine for these kind of events happen this way?" He asked pointing out the window at the press. "Are we really going to walk out there, together like this, today?"

"Yes, we are. We are a family and we will stand united. We are not going to let what outside people believe harm us. We all the truth. We all feel the love. We know the truth about this family and what today means to all of us. Don't let them tarnish today."

The group hummed and nodded in agreement at Teddy played with this stuff dog. Olivia walked by to grab her purse when Teddy hit her on the thigh. When she turned around, he had a sly grin on his face.

"What are you doing little guy?" Olivia cooed.

Fitz was pulled from his conversation with Cyrus when he seen Olivia bending down to pick up Teddy. "No, baby. You can't do any heavy lifting remember?"

"I know. I just wanted to interact with him a little. He hit me when I walked by."

"What do you mean hit you? Teddy, we do not hit people." He said turning to his youngest son.

"No, I don't think it was done in malice. He just kinda tapped me on the thigh when I passed by. Either he wanted get my attention or the he wanted to try the Grant charm out on me. Either way I think he is starting to warm up to me."

"Well, he is used to the Ice Queen Bi-"

"Gerry, you better not even think of finishing that sentence." Fitz threatened. Gerry huffed, rolling his eyes.

"I heard it from Uncle Cy."

"Cyrus!" Fitz, James and Olivia said in disbelief.

"Snitch." Cyrus muttered under his breath.

"Sir, we are ready to move." Tom said entering the living area.

Everyone looked around at each other then started the decent to the awaiting limo. The reporters were just as ravenous as they have been for the past two months.

As the limo pulled out of the gates, the reporters begin to scream questions in hopes of actually getting an answer.

"Is Olivia Pope the new First Lady?"

"What is the secret ceremony about today?"

"Are you wearing white or cream to the wedding, Olivia?"

"Do the kids like their new mommy?"

"Is Teddy calling Olivia mommy yet?"

"When will we finally get an offical statement from the White House?"

"Is it true you two have been together since the trail?"

"Whose fixing the fixer?"

And they kept coming, everyone just pretty much ignored them until Karen spoke up, "Do you expect us to call you mom now?"

Olivia frowned before looking to Karen and Gerry. "I don't expect you to do anything that you don't want to do. If you want to tell me you think I'm a home wrecker, I would want you to be honest. As long as you still respect me as you have been, I don't mind discussing things with you. I just ask that you treat me with respect and I will do the same."

"Maybe this isn't the time to have this conversation." Cyrus tried to run interference.

"This is just a good a time as any. Right, Olivia." Jerry said looking to Olivia for support.

"It sure is, if that's what you want Jerry." Olivia really didn't want to do this now. Today was not the day for negativity and this would be a negative conversation. She could feel it in her gut. And her gut was never wrong.

Gerry eyed Olivia from across the limo. She looked haggard, tired, sad. He frowned. "Can we take about this later, in private Liv?" Gerry asked.

Olivia smiled with a nod, "We sure can Gerry. Thank you."

"No problem."

Gerry put his ear buds in, cranking the music up as loud as it would go. Fitz frowned turning to look out the window. Olivia however focused on the kids a little more. She wanted to makes sure they were okay. It was not long ago their mother was arrested. Not long after that, it was leaked to the news. A short while after that, the truth about Fitz and Liv's relationship was leaked. And since then, it's been a forced and tensed couple of months. Today were for happy thoughts. Let all the sadness come later. Today, today is happiness.

They pulled up to the church, where reports were camped out in front of. They were armed and ready for the first family and the first mistress to step out. Secret service cleared the area before letting them out of the car.

"What will the vows say?"

"Will you stay married this time, Mr. President?"

"Was she the incredible woman you were in love with on the trail?"

"Karen, Gerry, how is Olivia as a Mom?"

The group walked quickly into the church, ignoring the reporters and their questions. When they all made it in safely, Gerry voiced his opinion again, "I've never been to one of these but I'm sure this is not how this is supposed to go."

"That is true, sport. But we are different. We are doing what fits best for us. Me and Olivia decided this is how we want our ceremony to go."

"It is a happy time and it should go they way you guys want." Gerry conceded with a guarded smile.

Fitz took a deep breath looking to Olivia, "Are you ready?" She nodded her head yes with a tinge of a smile. "Karen, Gerry?" They looked to the ground with a quiet yes. "James, Cyrus?" They just nodded solemnly. "James and Cyrus, you guys are first. "Karen and Gerry, you guys are next."

"What about Teddy, dad?" Karen asked.

"I'll carry him sweetie, don't worry."

"Dad, it's a big day. I'll take him."

"No, Karen. Just..." Fitz's voice wavered. "I just want to hold Teddy."

"Okay dad, we understand." Gerry said.

The music started, pulling the group from their moment. James. Cyrus and Ella walked down the aisle first. They took a seat on the first row. Karen and Gerry walked in next. Gerry wrapped his arm around Karen as a few tears fell. Finally Olivia, Fitz and Teddy walked down the aisle. Fitz placed his arm around her waist as he held a sleeping Teddy close to him. His whole life was in the front of him. Everything that had ever happened to him and everything he'd ever done was before him. The same church he gave the eulogy for Verna, the same church where Ella's christen was, the same church he came to after he found out the government had taken Olivia.

Olivia wept silently next to Fitz as they floated down the aisle slowly. They looked to the front of the church were the pastor was standing. They paused at the front of the church greeting the pastor before sitting down. Olivia sat on the front pew as the pain reverberated through her body. This whole day she kept telling herself today was a happy day. Today was a day of beginnings. But she was only setting herself up for failure. Harrison touched her shoulder, giving her his support. Abby came giving her a white rose with a sad smile. Huck walked in front of her pausing, she slowly lifted her eyes meeting Huck's sad and distance ones. "Even though they're not, it doesn't mean it wasn't real."

Olivia let out a violent sob finally fully giving way to the pain inside her. Finally understanding the utter disappointment and unfairness of her situation. Gerry eyed Olivia for a minute before he got it. She really was hurting. She was hurt just like everyone else maybe even more. While he, Karen and Teddy lost their mother three months ago, she lost her whole life as she knew it. Why was he giving her such a hard time? He felt horrible.

"I'm so sorry Liv. I'm so sorry." Gerry said pulling her into his side. She wrapped her arm around his neck and wept.

"I'm so sorry Gerry. I didn't mean-"

"It's all water under the bridge. It never happened."

Fitz slid in closer to Olivia showing his support for her.

"We are here to celebrate the extremely short life span of Natalia Grace Grant. Let us all pray..."