Olivia strategically placed the pregnancy test on the coffee table. It was their favorite holiday, and Fitz would not get her this year. When he came in her apartment, she was sitting on the floor staring at the wall.
"Livvie, are you okay?"
"I'm pregnant."
"Is this a joke?"
"No, there's the test."
"How far along are you?"
"I don't know. I can't be pregnant right now. We're not married yet."
"It's okay Livvie."
"I didn't skip any pills."
"You will be okay, but we can't get married."
"Why not?"
"It's not my baby. That's not possible."
"You think I cheated?"
"Olivia, I had a vasectomy in college after the condom broke. I didn't want to risk an unplanned pregnancy, and I knew I didn't want any kids."
"No you didn't."
"Why do you think we didn't have sex for a few weeks after our first time, or why do you think I always say no when you start discussing our future and a baby. I can't have kids Olivia. I'm sorry, and I don't know who your baby daddy is."
"You are lying Fitz."
"I'm going to get my things and go to my own apartment. We can still be friends. I hope you can work things out with your baby daddy."
"You had a vasectomy without telling me?!"
"Calm down Livvie. The anger isn't good for the baby."
"How could you do this? We didn't even discuss this before you had the procedure!"
"Calm down Livvie."
"So you were going to marry me and not tell me about the operation?"
"It doesn't matter now. You're having a baby."
Fitz turned around. It was hard not to laugh. He couldn't let her get too upset.
"April Fool's."
"I hate you!"
He laughed, "Next time throw away the shipping box. I found it yesterday."