2 Weeks Later:
They've been going to the doctor once a week to monitor the growth of the babies. They've been growing good and at the rate that they've wanted. One baby is a little bit smaller than the other, but it's not a cause for concern at this point. The umbilical cords are in its separate state giving them all a sigh of relief, for now. Liv has been doing nothing but research. Fitz has hired a full time chef. The chef comes in at 6 am and leaves at 6pm, Monday through Friday. Liv insisted they have the weekends open for them to cook but of course, Fitz doesn't want Liv on her feet at all. Bibi is staying for a while, at least until the babies are born.
Liv is sitting at her desk in her office. Her stomach is in total pregnancy mode now. She's sitting at her computer reading heavily when Victoria comes in. She knocks lightly on the door. "Who is it?"
"Liv, it's me Victoria."
"Come in," she answers as Liv looks up to see Victoria come in. Victoria looks around the office, Liv has almost settled in to her new office. She's surprised to see Liv has put up a photo of the two of them up from the wedding. She can't help but smile. Liv just watches as she takes it all in and then makes her way to the seat in front of Liv. "What's on your mind?"
"You always read my mind."
"It's a gift that reveals itself sometimes," she says with a light laugh.
"Is everything okay?"
Liv pulls up in her chair, "What do you mean?"
"I can tell you and dad are keeping something from me. I figure it's because you don't want me to worry. But dad is always asking me to keep an extra eye on you. He told me to wait on you hand and foot and I told him you'd hate that…"
Liv interrupts, "I'll speak to him. I would definitely hate that and I don't need you to do that. It's pretty cool you don't mind hanging out watching movies with me. That's enough."
Victoria realizes Liv hasn't answered her question, "So...nothing is wrong?"
Liv hesitates. She and Fitz talked about telling Victoria but they want to get past this 6 weeks before they involve everyone on the Grant babies rather delicate situation. But, she realizes Victoria is a different story. They all live together and Victoria would probably appreciate the being apart of the process of their birth, "Your dad and I wanted to wait a while until we explained this all to everyone but there is a little something wrong."
"I could tell. You were crying a lot when you came back from the doctor that day before my mom showed up."
Liv laughs, she can hear Fitz in her ear, "Your father was right. You are very observant and so very smart."
Victoria brilliantly responds "It's a gift that reveals itself sometimes," with a laugh.
Liv amused by her quickness, "I've got to watch you…," she takes a breath, "Your dad told you we are having twins. You are going to have baby sisters, we pray."
"But…"
"But, the babies kind of grew different than other twins grow. Without confusing you, they aren't growing in the same space. I have two water bags in my stomach instead of one big one. The girls are in their own sacs so their growth is going to be a little more challenging than normal."
Victoria can see the strain in Liv's face as she explains, "Are they going to be okay? Are you going to be okay?"
"Well, the worry is that one of the babies won't get the nourishment she needs. The greatest risk comes during birth because there are two cords. The concern is that the cords will get tangled during birth and potentially hurt one of the babies."
Fitz has made it home and he's about to yell for Liv when he hears Liv and Victoria in her office. He stops and listens.
"Then what?"
"The most favored option is for them to take them out of my stomach, a c-section, to avoid that. I am hoping to have them naturally. I want to.." Fitz's face grimaces hearing this.
Victoria understands the situation more than Liv realizes, "But, could that put you in danger too?"
Liv takes a breath, knowing it's hard to explain, "Yes but there is danger in childbirth in general. We have to pray those cords don't get tangled," she finishes.
"How does dad feel about this?"
"You know your dad. He thinks of everything. That's why he won't let me lift a finger around here. He wants to take every necessary precaution," she avoids directly answering the question.
"Dad doesn't want you to have them naturally?"
"You are such a smart cookie," Liv answers. "But I don't want you, we don't want you to worry. We just have to hope for the best."
Victoria shrugs her shoulders, "Okay…," she says still with a worried look on her face. Fitz is contemplating if he should just announce his presence. He decides to give them their space and he's about to walk away.
"Honey, what else is wrong?" Liv asks.
Fitz stops when he hears Liv ask the question. Victoria takes a breath, "My mom comes home tomorrow. She wants me to spend the weekend with her. I don't want to."
Liv knows how delicate the situation is, "I can't tell you what to do when it comes to your mother. We don't have the best relationship. All I can tell you is that you need to be honest with her. Tell her what's on your mind. Tell her why you don't like being there. If you keep going over there to make her happy but you are unhappy, you are just going to start to resent her. At the end of the day, she's still your mother. I resented my mother for a long time because I never told her how I felt. Had I told her, I would have saved myself a lot of unnecessary tears."
There's a sad look on Fitz's face hearing his daughter feel so conflicted.
"What if she doesn't listen?"
"You keep talking until she hears you, until she understands you. Your voice matters too," Liv advises.
Victoria has a more relaxed look on her face, "Thanks Olivia."
Liv gets up from her chair slowly, "Whenever you need to talk, I'm here, " she says as she offers a hug. "Now we better get out of here. Your dad will be home soon and he's going to want to know everything I did today," she says with a laugh that makes Victoria laugh.
Fitz hurriedly moves from the door and goes back down the hall and yells their names, as if he just arrived.
"Speaking of the angel," Liv says as she appears in the hall seeing him walking toward them.
"An angel, " he answers as he moves over to kiss her. "I thought the phrase was, speaking of the devil."
Liv places herself in his arms, "You are my angel, baby," as she kisses him back.
"Gross…," Victoria says as she waves them off and starts walking away.
"Where are you going young lady?" Fitz says.
"I am going where it is safe and there are no adults making out," she responds as she starts up the stairs. She stops and turns to them, "Thanks again Olivia."
"Any time!"
"Is she okay?" He asks.
"For the most part she is. She's worried about being honest with Mellie," Liv answers.
"I heard you two. Everything has moved so fast. I sometimes worry she is lost in the shuffle and that's my fault," Fitz confides.
"She's a very grounded teenager. Everything has happened fast but she's okay," Liv assures, she then turns to him, "You were eavesdropping on us…."
"Not exactly. I came to look for you and heard you were talking. I am glad she feels comfortable talking to you. I need to talk to Mellie. We need to get some things straight especially where Victoria is concerned," Fitz says looking toward the stairs in Victoria's direction.
"Mellie and I need to have a woman to woman chat. One that's in the best interest of Victoria. I think.."
Fitz interrupts, "I don't want you talking to Mellie. She's my problem, my headache. I don't want you to worry about anything but our girls."
"Fitz, it won't upset me. I just think we need to," Liv tries to finish as Fitz puts his finger in front of her lips. "What are you doing?" She mumbles.
"Let's go," he says as he leads her upstairs to their bedroom.
"What about dinner? We need to warm it up for you..." She stops and laughs at herself.
"Remember I had that early dinner meeting. I'm fine, if I get hungry I'll get a sandwich," he answers as he continues to lead her to their bedroom. Liv begins to chuckle. "What are you laughing at?"
"Did you hear me?" She asks as they make it to their bedroom and close the door. He looks confused by her question. "I just offered to warm up your food. It was so domestic…"
"Well…..," Fitz whispers as he eases her on to their couch that faces the fireplace.. "We are very domestic. You are barefoot and pregnant," he jokes as he has taken off her shoes and he sits opposite of her and starts to massage her feet.
"And who's fault is that?" She cheekily asks while moaning at how good it feels, her feet getting massaged.
"I'm very proud of my sperm having a precise sense of direction," he chuckles as Liv playfully kicks at him. "I'm just kidding," he says. They both grow silent. "What did you do today? How are you feeling? And tell me the truth."
"I finished two chapters in the book and answered some long overdue emails for the station. I feel good actually. My legs are sore and you see my feet are starting to look like little cake loaves. I'm eating everything in sight. And the worst part, I'm starting to waddle."
Fitz immediately moves his hands to her legs and starts to massage the pressure points, "I love your waddle. It defines your ass perfectly," he answers as he kisses her legs where he massages.
"I'm serious," she says.
"I'm serious too!"
"I feel like I am wearing a sign, Wide Load Coming Through," she shakes her head. She notices he laughs and then gets very serious. "What's wrong Fitz?".
"Liv, we need to talk about what you said to Victoria," he says carefully as here face shows Fitz is massaging the right spots.
"I told her to talk to Mellie and be honest. That's all I said."
"No, we need to talk about you telling her you want to have a natural birth. I thought we talked about this and we agreed the best thing for you and for them is to…"
She cuts him off, "Fitz, you know how I feel about this."
"And you know how I feel about this. Liv, I don't want anything to happen to you. I want my babies here and I want their mother here too."
"I want to try it naturally. I've been reading blogs and research. There are a lot of mothers who were able to do it naturally."
Fitz takes a deep breath, continuing to rub her legs, "I know this is your choice but I hope you consider how upset I would be if something happened to you or those babies."
She can see the worry enveloping the edges of his face. She motions him to come to her and he does, "I don't want anything to happen to me or our babies either. I know this is not a normal pregnancy but I don't want to believe I can't have my babies as normal as possible."
"I understand that Livvie...but,"
"I cried for a week after we got the news. You know that. I was certain I couldn't do this. My Grammy told me to get my ass in gear and stop crying and do what I need to do.. It's just that, we are facing so much with them, so much uncertainty. I just want them to know I did everything I could for them, to get them here."
He gets on his knees and kisses her, "They are going to know that. I promise you and you will tell them all about their journey into the world."
"Promise," she whispers.
"I promise," he answers.
"Help me up," she says as she's ready to move. She stops and touches her stomach.
Fitz notices her sudden movement, "What's wrong?" he quickly grows upset.
She takes his hand and places it on her stomach, "This is it. I think they are kicking." Fitz's face grows with excitement.
"You sure," he asks as he's holding his hand firmly. It's molded into her stomach waiting to feel.
"I'm sure they were," she answers as she moves her hands in a circular motion to try and feel it again. "Come on princesses! Can you do it one time for mommy and daddy?" She says as she looks at Fitz who now wants to hold a stethoscope to her stomach. She couldn't stop him from buying it. In this case, it would come in handy or maybe it makes no sense.
They sit and wait and then it happens, the first little nudge of their feet against her stomach. There is no noise, just their gasps of joy from feeling their babies for the first time. "Amazing," is Fitz's only word he can verbalize as he holds his stare with Liv. "Thank you baby!," he finishes and seals it with a kiss.
They stay there a little while longer, feeling their babies kick. They enjoy the moment like every new set of parents do while holding each other tight.
2 Weeks Later:
Liv and Fitz sit in Dr. Slauson's office. They are glued to their chairs. Fitz is holding Liv's hand in his. He continuously kisses her hand. She looks down and notices his leg is shaking.
"You making me nervous," she says softly.
"I'm sorry...I just...you know."
"I know," she laughs.
Dr. Slauson comes in with folders in her hand. "Hello you 4," she says comically. They both answer in unison. She sits down behind her desk in front of them. "You look well Olivia. How are you feeling?"
Fitz squeezes her hand, "Thank you! I am feeling good. I officially can't see my feet. These babies love In-and-Out burgers and they have to be animal style. I'm eating popcorn crumbled in ice cream and chicken salad sandwiches with peanut butter," Fitz scrunches his nose as she says this. "It's like I'm having an out of body experience," she chuckles. Dr Slauson laughs as Fitz just looks at her like she hung the moon.
"Well, you are having some sort of out of body experience. You are nurturing two lives there. As far as your eating habits, it sounds normal to me. You are definitely a pregnant lady," she assures her. She looks over at Fitz, "And, what about you Daddy? How are you doing?"
"Nagging her all the time. I hover over her and get on her nerves. Is that normal?"
"That is completely normal daddy," she answers.
"How did the ultrasound and imagining look?" Liv asks nervously.
Dr. Slauson gets up and puts the images up so Olivia and Fitz can look at them. "As you can see, the girls are playing nice in there. The cords are still separate and looks good right now."
They both breathe a sigh of relief. Dr. Slauson can see Liv rest her shoulders, "Oh thank God." Fitz squeezes her hand a little more.
"I can assumed they've started kicking."
"Oh boy, have they! I either have kickboxers or soccer players in there."
"They seem to get really active at night," Fitz chimes in.
"Doesn't let you sleep much, I assume."
"No, but I am use the pillow now. I am sleeping on my side and now that's starting to get really uncomfortable," Liv says.
"Well, that's because they are positioned on both sides of your stomach. In this case, although I know it's uncomfortable, this is a good thing. It's keeping them separate and we want that. It might be a good idea to get you a top of the line recliner to sleep in," Dr. Slauson suggest. Fitz looks a little displeased at the suggestion. "It will redistribute your belly weight to your center gravity and possible keep them more stationary at night. We want active babies, but in your case, we want minimal activity."
"We will buy the best recliner out there," Fitz says.
"Good," Dr. Slauson says, "We are going to keep monitoring the growth of both babies. Right now I don't see any abnormalities with either one of them but as this progresses we will keep a close eye. You still have 3 ½ months to go. "Liv takes a deep breath as she takes all this information in.
Fitz reaches over and kisses the side of her temple. "I can breathe a little bit easier for now," Liv says.
"Yes, you can. But we need to make sure we keep a check on your blood pressure. The history of strokes in your family concerns me."
"What do we need to do Dr. Slauson?" Fitz asks.
"For now her numbers have been normal and I want to keep it that way. So, no unnecessary stress. Watch your sodium intake. And I can't stress enough, no stress. If you feel stress, so do the babies and it makes them agitated." Liv shakes her head. "So, keep doing what you are doing."
"We will," Fitz promises.
"I said these next 4-6 weeks were important. So far, so good. Let's get your schedule for you next two week follow up," Dr. Slauson says getting up from her chair.
Fitz swiftly gets up from his seat, helping Liv get up. "So far, so good."
Liv finally has a relaxed smile, "Yes," she says.
The leave out, going to make their next appointment.
Fitz is at his office, waiting for Mellie to arrive. He hated leaving Liv but he asked for this meeting and hopes it was the right thing to do. He's already nervous about wanting to talk to Liv about giving up going into the office and working strictly from home. Their doctor's appointment went so well, he didn't want to upset the waters. Brittany buzzes that Mellie is there and rushes to the door to help her in. She's still uses a cane. He helps her in, much to her chagrin.
"Thanks for coming Mel," he says, trying to gage her attitude.
"Well, I wondered why you wanted to see me. We haven't spoken since that day at your house."
"I know, listen," he says as he helps her into the chair and then goes over to his seat behind the desk to face her. "I know you don't believe me but I really tried to help you. I asked the judge to be lenient on you. Why didn't you answer those letters they sent?"
Mellie looks at him, saddened that he doesn't already know or can't get why. "Because I thought you would take care of it Fitz. You took care of all that stuff."
"Mellie, I told you when you first got those letters to call and set something up. You didn't do it. That's not my fault nor was it my responsibility."
With great sadness and realization in her eyes, "I lost that privilege. Didn't I?"
Fitz doesn't answer. He can see she's genuinely hurt by the realization, "How was it?"
"How was what? Jail you mean," she answers sarcastically.
"You weren't in jail Mellie," he clarifies.
"Well what do you call it? A field trip!"
"Mellie," he says with frustration in his voice.
She ponders her answer. The truth is, the experience has been weighing on her since she's been back. "It was different. They were nice to me. I got to sit down and peel apples and roll dough for biscuits. They made their own dough." There is a twinge of surprise and pride in her voice with Fitz detects.
"I'm glad they were nice to you."
"The days flew by fast," she finishes.
"I wanted to talk to you about Victoria," he says cutting to the chase. He waits to hit the trigger that he knows will bother her. "And I want to talk to you about Olivia," he finishes.
Her face grows of irritation. She takes a breath, "I know Victoria doesn't like staying with me Fitz. I get the feeling she doesn't even like visiting me."
"I encourage her to spend time with you. I don't know what happens all the time but she told Olivia," he stops knowing that will cause Mellie's defenses to go up. "She tell us you two are fighting all the time. She doesn't want to do that anymore."
"And Olivia, the great psychiatrist, told her to do what…think of her as her mommy now."
"No, she told her that she has to find a way to talk to you and that you are her mother and that is important," he answers quickly to defend Olivia.
"We fight because I have to try to hold on to something Fitz. All I have left is Victoria. I guess that's my fault. But we can't fix our relationship with your wife in her ear bad mouthing me all the time."
Fitz shakes his head, "She never bad mouths you, even when you deserve it. She's trying to keep your relationship in tact with Victoria. The only person that can screw that all to hell is you."
Mellie rolls her eyes, "And Olivia…."
"What about her?"
"You wanted to talk to me about her. What about her?"
"No more unannounced visits. Only call if it is an emergency and talk to Victoria on her cell. Liv doesn't need the stress with this pregnancy. If you need to talk to me, call my cell phone."
She smiles trying to hide her deflation, "You love her very much, don't you?"
"Yes I do," he quickly deters.
"Then I guess we are done?" Mellie says.
Fitz shrugs, not knowing if this conversation will bring about any resolution. "I think this is better for all of us until we can meet some common ground."
She grabs her cane ready to get up. Fitz tries to go over and help her, "It's not your responsibility anymore, remember," she huffs.
"Mellie, it's common courtesy," he says.
"I'm fine," she answers getting up. She walks toward the door. She turns to him, "You are having twins. You ever wondered what would have been had we had more children."
"I wish we had more in the beginning but things would have never been right. Victoria being in the middle of this, is enough."
"Have a good day Fitz!" she says as she opens the door and leaves. Fitz leans back on his desk in his signature arm folded pose, shaking his head.
Liv is sitting at her office talking to Abby about the pregnancy and the officer she got from Mr. Friedman. Huck is now Liv's personal driver and companion. He's sitting downstairs in the car. He has to go to the restroom at the exact moment someone familiar arrives to see Liv.
"Abby, I find it all kind of strange. I mean yes he approached us two years ago and we said no. Why is he back now?"
"He says he has a silent partner whose only interest is to put you on television. I have to admit there is something strange about it all."
"And he won't tell you who this partner is."
"No, he won't. And honestly, you can't think about that right now. This is a high risk pregnancy. Fitz would kill me. It's a lot of work. It's good for business and it would be so fucking great for your brand, for the station. I don't know."
"I have to focus on these babies. That's what is important. Tell him we can revisit this in a year. The answer is no right now."
"And how are they doing?" Abby asks.
"Who?'
"The babies," she says with a laugh.
"They are good. The doctor says for now everything looks promising. That's all we can ask for from week to week."
"That's good. I just can't believe Olivia Pope is going to be a mother to twins."
"Neither can Olivia Pope," Liv answers with a laugh.
Liv's phone ring, she answers to hear on the other side, "Ms. Pope, your visitor is here," he says.
"Is it Edison Davis?" She asks.
"Yes ma'am, it is."
"Send him up," she answers as Abby looks shocked.
"Why is that piece of shit here?"
"I just need to talk to him about something. Nothing serious," she tells Abby.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, would you let him in?" Liv asks.
"I will, if you need me to kick his ass out, I'll be right in my office."
Liv laughs, "I will let you know," Liv says, as she stays firmly behind her desk.
Abby goes and lets Edison in. She gives him the death stare.
"Always a pleasure Abby," he snickers.
"Kiss my ass," Abby says angrily as she opens the door to Liv's office.
He turns to her, "The thought has crossed my mind." Abby sucks her teeth wanting to react with her fist.
Liv looks up to see Edison. She can see they've exchanged words, "Edison," she says.
Abby looks at her from behind Edison's back, rolling her eyes, "Olivia," Edison utters as he notices her stomach and her glow as Abby closes the door. Edison is taken aback by her appearance. She's more beautiful than before. Her eyes are shiny brown bulbs. Her hair is falling to her shoulders. This is a happy Liv, a different Liv. He is not quite sure how to address her.
"I was surprised you called," he says sitting down.
"Well, I wish I didn't have to call." He keeps staring at her. She looks at him confused. "What are you staring at?"
"You. I would have to say pregnant agrees with you," he says unwillingly and truthfully.
"Thank you," she answers a bit dismayed.
"What did you want to see me about?"
Liv repositions herself in her chair, "Why did you tell Mellie who negotiated her deal with the DA?"
"What are you talking about?" He answers quickly in attack mode.
"Come on Edison, we both know you still have your connections at the DA's office. Snacks lay eggs in dark places."
Edison snide grin turns down, "Okay, so I told her."
"I certainly don't care what you do with your time. But I need you to remember something. You still have a secret that could finish you off. And there is a little thing called, The People vs Gonzalez."
His eyes grow wired, "What about it?
"I question how you won and if you won it fair and square. All those meetings with witnesses that decided not to testify."
"Spit it out Olivia," he says angrily knowing she's one upped him.
"Leave me and my husband alone. I know you gave that information to cause a problem. I know how you operate."
"I only told Mrs. Grant the truth."
"Well, now this Mrs. Grant is telling you to stay away or I'll tell everyone just how amazing you are. I have proof."
"You expose me, you expose yourself."
"No, the elite in this town know my secret. My listeners know my secret. But no one knows what a repugnant man you are. I have all the insurance I need on you."
"Oh…look at Mrs. I Married A Filthy Rich White Man throw her weight around. A black man with money wasn't good enough for you."
Liv can feel herself getting upset, "A man who loved me was." Edison looks unamused at her comeback.
"We had some good times Olivia. You can't deny that."
She takes a moment, "Yes we had some times. Our whole relationship was built on lies you told me and lies I told myself. It took me finding true happiness to realize I was never happy."
"I guess our versions of happy are different."
"I guess they are. And let's be honest here, you aren't giving up your dream of being DA. You are going to let the dust settle and you'll go after it. That's what makes you happy, power."
"And being lucky enough to snag himself a beautiful black woman to hang on his arm is giving Grant more inner peace. He'll parade you around like love has no color. You, Sally Hemmings, is Thomas Jefferson's prize for being a powerful white man."
"And your power made you a sex trafficker," She answers without a flinch. "Show yourself out."
"Gladly," he says grabbing his jacket. He goes to the door, "Good luck on your pregnancy." He says as he leaves. She clutches her stomach.
2 Weeks Later:
Liv and Fitz are lying in bed. He's holding her in his arms. They haven't had a lot of alone time. Fitz reluctantly had to leave on business. He was hesitant to go but Liv assured him she'd be fine. He left Bibi, Abby, and even Victoria in charge. He's massaging her stomach, periodically laying kisses on it. As she plays with his curly hair.
"I've missed you," she whispers.
"I've miss you. I told them they have to get their shit together on this project. I can't leave you like that. What if something happens and I'm not here?"
Liv laughs, "I was well taken care of. The doctor says everything still looks good remember. We've reached the 6 week mark and we see her tomorrow. You can't watch me 24/7."
"Yes, I can. You and all my girls come first."
"I can't argue with you, can I?"
"No, you can't! And we are going to argue about something else," he says.
"Fitz, we are not discussing me working strictly from home. Right now I am doing well. I like having those days out, seeing some different walls."
They both sit up, with him helping her slide up to the bedpost. He gives her a kiss, "I understand. I just don't want to be somewhere that I can't get to you."
"Even if I am here and you are at work, you would still have to get to me."
"Can we negotiate this?"
"For now, no," she answers sternly.
"Well let's talk about why you met with Edison Davis at your office."
Liv looks away. He quickly turns her face back to his, "Huck told you."
"Yeah he did. He's your detail, your bodyguard. He is supposed to tell me everything."
"I'm not a first lady. I don't need a detail. Hell, it sounds like I have my own secret service."
"You are my first lady and I'm going to protect you at all cost. Now, why did you want to see Edison?"
She starts fiddling with the sheets. Fitz stops her. She decides to tell him exactly what he needs to hear. "Fitz, I knew Edison was the one that told Mellie about her deal with the DA. That you had something to do with it."
"It was Edison," Fitz says surprised.
"Yes, it was. I knew he did it to cause problems. I told him to back off."
"And….."
"And what?"
"What else happened?"
"We insulted each other and he left. I went and did my show."
"Liv, you should have told me. You don't need the stress of that guy."
She lifts his eyes to hers, "Fitz, it's handled. He knows I know too much and he knows I have insurance."
He kisses her, "The next time you decide to be an investigative reporter, would you tell me first?"
She twirls the curl that has falling in between his eyes, "I promise…but right now we need to talk about how much you missed me."
"Do not distract me with sex. You know it works!"
"I hope so….," she says playfully. Before she knows it, he's turned her over to her side.
"I have two weeks to make up for," Fitz says as he slowly enters her.
"Can we act like its been two years?"
"Maybe I should ask how much you missed me."
Fitz is pumping her slowly, careful not to go to deep. She lets out a soft pleasurable moan. "I missed it a lot," she stutters.
"You missed it or me," he chuckles rolling her softly with his thrusts.
"Mutually exclusive," she answers burying her face in the pillow. He feels so good inside her as he fingers her.
Fitz moans, "Damn," he says pointedly. As the pleasure of her warmth and the feel of her wetness between his fingers heightens his arousal. Nothing can be heard in the room but the sounds of their lovemaking which could be a song with no words. They both reach their point of climax as he buries his face into her neck, trying to catch his breath. He breaks silence, "We need to talk about this recliner business. It's already not working for me."
Liv buries her face in her pillow to laugh, "Go to sleep!" And they do, assuming the position that they have both come to love, spooning and him holding her stomach.
Liv is sitting in the kitchen in their breakfast nook, having a decaf cup of coffee when Fitz comes in. He's been in the gym working out. He has a towel thrown over his shoulder, workout shorts, and no shirt. Liv just watches the sweat glistening off of his back. She's almost drooling when he turns to her.
"I could feel the weight of your stare."
"And I thought I was being discreet."
He walks over to her, reaching down and giving her a kiss, "You can have some of this you know. Finish what we started last night."
"Not until you shower," she teases giving him a kiss back.
"How are my girls?"
"Hungry as ever and very awake this morning. I don't know what's going on in there but they are moving around."
Fitz gives her stomach a kiss and then moves to the refrigerator to get some orange juice when Bibi comes in.
"Good morning!" she says.
"Good morning mom," Fitz says pouring his juice as he gives her a kiss.
"You need to shower son," she says quickly moving to Liv.
"How are you this morning sweetheart?"
"Goood….hungry but good," Liv answers.
"Where is George?" Fitz asks as he looks at his watch.
"I gave him the day off. I wanted it to just be us. I figured we could make our own food for one day," Liv says.
"I'll make breakfast. What do we feel like?" Bibi asks.
Liv puts a finger up to her temple to think "How about pancakes and maple syrup, eggs, bacon, greek yogurt with strawberries with hashbrowns and cheese."
Fitz and Bibi look at her like she's been invaded by aliens. Fitz pipes in, "How about I take you both to breakfast. Victoria is over Becky's for this weekend. Let me spoil my mother and my wife."
"Son, you don't need to spoil me. You just got back maybe you want to spend some time with Liv."
"No mom, I would love to have breakfast with you plus we can do some baby shopping. Just don't tell my mom. She can't wait to get here so we can do that."
"Sounds like a plan. Let me go shower and get ready. There's nothing like spending Grant money," She jokes going out of the kitchen.
Fitz shakes his head, "I set myself up for that. Didn't I?"
"What? The dig at your heritage or stuck paying for breakfast and shopping with women."
"Both," for sure he says. He starts up the stairs. "How about a quick shower?"
She looks at his chest, beads of sweat still glistening, "No, I think not. We won't get out of here and the walls aren't sound proof."
"That's why we do it in the shower. You know, drown out some of that noise."
She shakes her head, "I'll be up in a second. Let me get something out of my office. Make it hot for me."
"Don't be too long! My mother will be tapping at the door telling us to put some clothes on," Fitz says quickly moving, knowing she can't run after him.
Liv looks at her television, noticing the morning news. She thinks she sees someone she knows on the screen. She gets the remote and turns it up. The report is of a woman who was carjacked and attacked near the USC campus after midnight.. The mother is on the television at USC Medical Center crying.
"Who would do this to my baby?"The woman says.
Liv's face is in agony. She stands there frozen, listening to the report. The woman was attacked and beaten. She was found on the side of the road where she tried to crawl for help. "Oh my God, Marta," Liv says as her eyes develop a glossy glare.
"Fitz," Liv screams, forgetting he can't hear her in the shower. She starts trying to make her way up the stairs, when her vision gets blurry and her nose starts to bleed. "Fitz," she screams again. She grabs the towel on the counter catching her nose. She makes it up a few stairs when her legs give away and she hunches over.
Fitz is about to step in the shower when he remembers he didn't turn on the fax in his office. He's waiting on some important documents to look over. He starts down the stairs when he sees Liv hunched over. Without thinking, he nearly jumps down the stairs toward her. "Liv baby, what's wrong?" He asks as he sees the bloody towel lying beside her. "Livvie, come on baby wake up," he's patting his pocket for his phone. "Mom," he screams. "Mom," he screams.
Bibi comes running to the stairs, "What's on fire?"
"Call an ambulance! She passed out."
Bibi realizes something is wrong. She can see the fear in Fitz's face. She goes to the hallway phone and dials 911 quickly. Fitz can feel Liv's heartbeat but she's not responding. He picks her up off the stairs, taking her to the couch. Bibi flies down the stairs with a shirt in hand for Fitz.
"What the hell happened?"
"I don't know, I was coming down to turn fax on in my office and she was lying here. Her nose is bleeding. I don't know what happened."
"I called the ambulance they said not to move her. I guess it's too late for that."
"Where the fuck are they?" He says upset.
"Son, I just called them. They said one was close they should be here any minute."
"Dammit," he breathes hitting the couch. "Come on baby, please be okay."
Liv lies there unconscious as they wait for some help. The minutes it took the paramedics to get there seemed like hours. Fitz is hovered over them but thank goodness Liv has been in and out of consciousness and asking for Fitz the entire time.
"Hurry up, is she okay?" Fitz is pleading. Bibi is trying to keep him calm.
"Fitz, let them do their job."
"They are taking too long."
"Sir, how far along is your wife?" The paramedic asks.
Fitz is all flustered, "25 weeks."
"Her blood pressure is sky high. We are going to get her to the hospital."
"I am riding with you," Fitz insists.
"I'll be right behind," Bibi says as they lift Liv on the gurney and start to the ambulance.
Fitz remembers to put on his shirt as they all rush out of the door.
2 Hours Later:
Dr. Slauson comes out. She had been called the moment they rushed Liv in. Fitz and Bibi are sitting with Liv who's up and talking. "You gave us quite the freight young lady."
"I'm sorry….I really am," Liv says looking over at Fitz who hasn't stopped holding his breath the hold time.
"Daddy, it's okay to breathe," Dr. Slauson says.
"Is she okay? What the hell happened?"
"I think that's a question Olivia can answer for us. What got you so upset? We've been monitoring your levels and as I told you last visit, no stress at all."
"I was watching a very upsetting news report and I got so upset. That's never happened before."
"Well, it's a good thing it was only blurry vision and a nose bleed and nothing more. You could have had a stroke."
Liv takes a deep breath, "I understand."
"They took an ultrasound when you came in. The babies are okay. They experienced a little distress but that was all. They've moved a little closer to each other but nothing to be alarmed about right now."
Bibi looks at the doctor and Fitz, "That's good news."
"Yes, it is. We are going to keep you overnight just as a precaution. Let me go get your paperwork filled out for a bed. We will do a private room of course."
"Thank you doctor," Liv says.
"Thank you doctor," Fitz agrees as she nods and walks out.
Fitz looks at Liv puzzled. Bibi can tell something is weighing on Liv heavily and it's not the babies.
"You have to take it easy Liv. We can't have another scare like that,"
"I know, I know," Liv says.
"This could have been much worse," Fitz continues.
Liv looks at him, knowing he's right. But she's trying to figure out how to tell him her suspicions.
Happy Weekend Everyone! I hope you enjoyed!