Hey everyone, this chapter is a little shorter than what I normally write. This is pretty much a continuation of the last chapter as it was getting too long. I hope you all enjoy it, and the final two chapters will be up soon. Thank you all for reading.

Cadence- A rhythmic sequence or flow of sounds in language.

"I mean can you blame the woman!? If I had a husband that looked like the POTUS, we would have never made it out of the that damned residence! That woman has restraint!"

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"I can definitely see now why she got pregnant again so quickly. That man is well eqipped! BLESS!"

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"An anaconda has been found hiding in the pants of President Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III! LAWD JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL!"

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"No wonder the POTUS walks with that gansta limp. That man is weighed down! And no wonder FLOTUS always has a smile on her face! GET IT GRRRRLLLL!"

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"That man is packing some serious heat, and I'm definitely not talking about guns."

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"Have you seen the FLOTUS!? POTUS is a very lucky man. He's definitely doing it right."

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"POTUS WENT IN! AND FLOTUS! WHOOOO LAWD! THE WAY THAT WOMAN THREW IT BACK AND WHILE PREGNANT! IMAGINE THEM WHEN SHE'S NOT! I'M GETTING WORKED UP JUST THINKING ABOUT IT! I NEED TO TRY SOME OF HER MOVES IN THE BEDROOM. NO WONDER HE COULDN'T LET HER GO! THAT MELLIE WAS A DAMNED FOOL! OLIVIA GRANT KNOWS WHAT'S UP!"

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"Look, the man is in his 50's and she's in her 30's. Both are rich as fuck so it wasn't about the money. I knew he had to be doing something right and from the looks of it, he still is."

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Fitz stopped and made a mental note to send this talk show host a gift basket. Her response was just too funny. She was speaking to Senator Matthews who was a well known right winger. Lord only knew why she agreed to an interview with one of the most outspoken talk show hosts of this era.

"This is exactly why things of this nature should be confined to the comfort of one's own bedroom. I would be mortified for having such indiscretions displayed foe the world to see. President Grant and his first lady need to stop treating the presidential motorcade as some sleazy motel on wheels."

"So I'm guessing you have a rather boring sex life. Because if I had a husband like the POTUS he could get it in the motorcade, the actual driveway, the living room, dinning room, the kitchen counter, the stairs, the oval office, hell on the roof if he wanted to! I'm just saying..."

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"Look, they are married. I'm sure their schedules, combined with the fact they already have a small child doesn't allow for them to see one another as much as they want. I think it's appalling someone felt the need to share this intimate moment with the world."

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"This just in, the sex tape of the President and First Lady that was released just hours ago, and went viral in just minutes has landed the First Lady in the hospital. We are being told she is actively in labor but wasn't due for another month. The First Lady is unconscious after her blood pressure rose to dangerous heights. We are praying for the safety of First Lady and the First Baby, and may God have mercy on these employees."

Fitz turned off the television and resumed pacing back and forth around the room. Liv still hadn't woken up, but due to her unconscious state, her blood pressure was quickly returning to normal. Monitors showed the baby's heart rate was normal, but Liv was already 6 cm dilated. Fitz heard moaning and immediately flew to Liv's side.

"Hi" Fitz said as he kissed Liv's head.

"Hi" Liv responded groggily as she was still trying to figure out her whereabouts.

"How do you feel?"

"Like the world knows my husband lays it on me so good I'm never letting him go." Liv responded trying to lighten the mood.

"Liv..."

"Fitz, I want a copy of that tape." Liv said with nothing but seriousness in her voice.

"I'm two steps ahead of you." Fitz replied with a wink as he showed Liv he had downloaded the video onto his phone.

"You ass!" Liv yelled as she jokingly pushed Fitz's arm.

"What!? It's hot, and I must admit the view of your ass is spectacular!"

Fitz noticed Liv wince and knew she was having a contraction. He then saw the panic in Liv's eyes as she realized she wasn't due just yet.

"Calm down Livvie. According to the doctor the baby is fine. He's been waiting for you to wake up to see if you wanted an epidural."

Liv shook her head no until the next contraction hit with full force. She quickly nodded, causing Fitz to rush out and grab the doctor.

Once the epidural was in place, Liv turned on the tv. She figured she may as well know what was being said about the tape so she could plan the next course of action.

Liv flipped through channels and although there was some backlash, mainly from the conservatives, most people were focused on how amazing they flowed together. Of course Liv didn't like the fact that many women were praising Fitz's... size, but many of the men were praising her body. Even for a pregnant woman.

Liv then noticed how as news hit of her being in labor, the tone changed and everyone began focusing on hers and the babies safety. The news was blaming the driver and agent who had taken and released the footage as the reason for her going into labor four weeks early. This change in narrative had her team written all over it.

She had taught them well.

"So now the world knows you tend to fuck your wife into oblivion whenever and wherever the mood strikes." Liv said with a smirk. She wasn't sure why, but this tape being leaked didn't seem to phase her in the slightest. Maybe it was because they were married. Maybe it was because they looked amazing; or maybe it was because the world, mainly Mellie knew they were in love and that their love was stronger than ever. Either way, Liv didn't care.

Liv shifted as she felt a lot of pressure and sent Fitz to grab the doctor. The doctor rushed in and examined Liv, and sure enough, it was time

"Sir, I'd like to take the agent. I'd prefer I be the one to finish what I started in the driveway." Tom said, his voice eerily calm. So calm it sent a chill down Rowan's spine.

"Very well. But don't do anything you can't clean up yourself." Rowan responded. Tom nodded and headed towards his new favorite toy, the water board.

Rowan turned to the driver and then to Huck. He knew how Huck felt towards his daughter. He had looked after her for years and he knew Huck would kill for her without giving it a second thought. But for some reason, he felt the need to get his hands dirty on this one. This went beyond Liv; this went to his grandchild who was going to be born before his or her time. No one messes with the grandchild of Eli Pope. Eli did something he had never done before in his 25 years as command.

"Huck, go find your team and see what you can do to fix this situation."

Huck had a look of shock on his face which quickly faded as he nodded, then turned to leave the room. Huck knew it was personal, but for Rowan to get his own hands dirty meant this shook him to the bone.

"This just in, and BNC is first to break this story. We have just received word from former BNC anchor, and present White House Press Secretary James Novak-Beene that President and First Lady Grant welcomed their daughter Cadence Elizabeth Grant into the world at 7:52 this morning. There are no reports on how mother and baby are doing at this moment, but we here at BNC wish to offer our congratulations to the first family. We will keep you all posted as we receive more information."

Fitz turned off the tv and made his way over to the bed next to his wife. He couldn't believe he had yet another miniature Liv on his hands. Cadence had Liv's eyes and nose, her eyebrows, and even her lips although they weren't as full. She had Fitz's forehead and ears, and Liv's high cheek bones. When she finally opened her eyes, they realized she had Fitz's baby blues which stood out against her honeyed skin. Due to how light they were, they assumed they would remain that color.

Cadence had a hair full of golden brown hair, and Fitz was already imagining the curls that would grace her head some day. His thoughts quickly turned to how he'd have to build an arsenal just to hold all of the weapons he'd need to protect all three of his daughters. As if she were reading his mind Liv spoke up.

"Fitz, you are not building an arsenal."

"But Livvie!"

"Fitz, trust me, the secret service detail following them for the rest of their lives will be the only thing needed to ward off guys wanting our daughters."

"This is true. I guess we'll see how it goes with Karen before I start building arsenals." Fitz joked.

"So how are mommy and baby doing?" Fitz asked as he gave Liv a quick peck on the lips.

"Mmmm we're doing well. But there is one thing I need." Liv said with saddened eyes.

"Say no more." Fitz responded as he stepped out of the room and returned a few moments later with Savannah and her nanny. Liv handed Cadence to Fitz as Savannah began crying and reaching out for her mommy.

Fitz watched as Savannah nuzzled up next to Liv then jumped up and began to examine her mother. Liv said nothing, and waited for Savannah to reach her own realization. Savannah lifted Liv's shirt, and jumped when she saw the bump was gone.

"Wher di go" Savannah babbled shrugging her shoulders. She climbed off the bed and looked under, and then into laundry baskets and under chairs.

"B B!" Savannah yelled as she looked for the baby that was supposed to be in her mothers belly. Savannah looked up and saw Fitz holding Cadence in his arms.

"B B!" Savannah squealed as she took off towards Fitz. Liv sat back and watched as Fitz introduced Savannah to her little sister. Savannah lost interest after a while and nuzzled back up to her mother and quickly fell asleep.

Liv turned on the news and Liv just stared at the leading story.

"This just in. We have received word that First Lady Olivia Grant and little Cadence are resting in the residence and both are doing just fine... In other news, Andrew Thompson, the driver who released the Grant sex tape earlier last evening was found dead in his cell. He had been charged with treason, and hung himself from the rafters."

Liv looked at Fitz and they both knew.

No one messes with the grandchild of Eli Pope.