"Your friend Abby called and wanted to set up a lunch date with you. I told her tomorrow would be a good time," Nikki told Liv.

"That's fine, thank you. I think we've had enough meetings for the day. I'm going to head to the Residence for the night."

Fitz had been gone for the weekend making it the fifth day that he'd been out of the country. First there was a crisis in Syria, and then the Queen of England called him to speak at Parliament. He hadn't had a lot of time in between to actually call Olivia even to just say goodnight. They were playing phone tag leaving messages to the other. Fitz talked to Karen after school each day and was able to video chat with Teddy before his naps but Olivia's current schedule was so hectic they were on opposite times.

"When's Dad coming back?" Karen asked going through the halls finally finding Olivia.

"Should be soon. It might be in two days. How was your dance with Scott? He is pretty cute. And he has his father's charm."

"It was great! He even matched my dress with his tie. I think my agent Frank spilled it to him. But he was adorable."

"Good, we'll have to have your father meet him sometime soon."

"Yeah, I didn't get the chance to tell him that I was going to the dance with Scott. But Dad likes the Caldwell's so I think he'll be okay with it."

Olivia said goodnight to the kids and headed to bed. She had scheduled the doctor to come in a bit earlier than normal so she could be checked out.

"Mrs. Grant, you are indeed pregnant. Three months by the looks of it. Want me to print the ultrasound picture?" her doctor asked. She could see the little blob of a baby on the screen inside her.

"That'd be great. Thank you for coming in early today. I wanted to do this a couple week ago but I don't want my staff to know that something's up."

"Perfectly understood. Your secret's safe with me. I'm sure the President is going to be excited."

"Hopefully he will be. He should be back tomorrow and I can tell him then."

Olivia fixed her shirt and put her jacket on before leaving the exam room with the agents. She sent Fitz a message telling him there was something they needed to talk about when he got back.

When Fitz received her text, he got Air Force One ready to go. Immediately, worried that something was absolutely wrong, he wasn't going to waste any time to get home.

"Ma'am," Nikki announced her presence in the First Lady's office as she watched Olivia stare off into space.

"Yes, Nikki?"

"I have your daily schedule here. We'll be ready to go in thirty minutes."

Olivia looked at the schedule Nikki handed her. Brunch with the Speaker of the House and Vice President, food drive at the church, preparing the chef for the State Dinner, reading over the State of the Union address, lunch with Abby, Karen's soccer game, meeting at the Pentagon, and Teddy's bath. It was going to be a very long day.

Fitz landed just in time for Karen's soccer game but was called into the Situation room the minute he landed. He tried to force his way out of it but Cyrus commented that he needed to be at the White House and that Liv was showing support for Karen for both of them.

After Olivia's long day, she was ready to turn in but was informed that Fitz was home. She went to the Oval and saw it was all clear. On the way back to the Residence, she passed Cyrus's office.

"Where's Fitz?" she asked him once he put the phone down.

"In the Situation room still. He's a bit stretched thin today. He wasn't supposed to be back until tomorrow but something brought him back early. You seem stressed. What's the matter with you?"

"Is there any way that I could have all of five minutes alone with my husband? Preferably within the next twenty four hours. I would like to tell him something before someone else does."

"Liv, you realize that you are the First Lady, and although you don't need an appointment to see your husband your schedule do not coincide together until the State of the Union, right?"

"And if I have to wait until the State of the Union to tell him this, I will put your head on the chopping block and cut it myself. Find me five damn minutes that I can speak to him alone!"

Cyrus was a bit scared at her tone. "Whatever it is, it's important."

"Of course it is! I wouldn't be wasting all this time trying to get him for some meaningless little detail."

"Alright, I'll see what I can find between your two schedules."