Chapter 32-Little Grant

A/N: We are winding down to the final chapters of the story. This chapter will focus on Olitz as the First Couple being new parents with flashbacks of baby's firsts.

Chapter 35 will be an Epilogue. I cannot thank all of you enough for going down this journey with me. This story and all your feedback have given me confidence to continue writing. I enjoy the one shots I have been doing. I am going to miss this Olitz I've created here, but I will never forget what I have learned from them. So, this chapter, 2 more, and an epilogue. Enjoy.

Olivia caressed her son's gorgeous brown curls. They were so soft, so perfect, and she still couldn't believe she played a part in creating such a perfect little life.

She didn't think she could ever love Fitz more, but watching him these past four months be a dad to this beautiful baby boy, her heart was full of love.

She made plenty of more room in that heart. She had this bundle of joy. This little human with ten tiny toes, ten tiny fingers, and his father's amazing dark blue eyes had made her heart full. She counted her blessings everyday for having a healthy baby boy. "That's our grandson, baby girl, you deserve him." She heard her father and mother each day. Sometimes she could see her father in her son's eyes. The doctor said it was a longshot for him to have blue eyes since Olivia's features were so dominant, but he got her hair color and lucked out getting his father's eyes.

The curls, they could both take credit for, but the beauty of them belonged to Fitz. If you asked Fitz though, he says his son is the spitting image of his mother. He has her skin tone, just a tint lighter, and even though the color of his eyes is blue, the size of them belong to mom. Fitz has been so happy being a father. Nothing has made him happier, and Olivia was in awe every time he interacted with their child.

Garrison Fitzgerald Grant, or Little G, as his parents call him, came storming into this world in a way no one would have ever imagined. The First Lady of United States, alongside her husband, the President went into labor on live television. It was a nationally broadcasted show that mostly all of America watched as they were getting ready to head out the door for work and school.

The American People did not disappoint either. Tons and tons of mail had come in along with some beautiful gifts for the little guy. Olivia and Fitz wished they could thank everyone personally, but a general statement was made via press conference. The First Couple was so grateful and blessed for the outpouring of love for their baby boy.

Olivia's pregnancy was far from complicated. In fact, she often worried that there may be a problem since nothing really was unbearable. All except for her back pain in the final two months, she had nothing to complain about.

Garrison's entry into this world was not complicated at all. He simply did not want to wait any longer cooped up in his mother's belly. He had a life to live with his parents and he demanded he come out when he wanted.

As soon as Liv's water broke on live TV, so many people ran into action, including Fitz. The crew brought over blankets and the EMT's in the ambulance that was always with the motorcade, along with the EMT's on set rushed to Liv's side.

She was positioned on piles of blankets, and all the medical technicians agreed there would be no time to get her to the hospital. The baby was already showing his head and Olivia felt the desire to push.

Fitz was distressed that the cameras were still rolling. Cyrus ran over to him and whispered, "it's an election year Sir, this could seal it for you."

"We are not doing this on Live TV!" Fitz screamed, but his focus was on Olivia who was breathing deep breaths in and out and moaning to ease the pain.

Noah Baker, still in shock that this was all happening on his set, was at a loss on what to do. His producer ran over and told him to put Liv's head on his lap as Fitz was holding her hand, massaging her forehead. She wasn't even thinking of her surroundings, she just had the urge to push.

Four EMT's were gathered around her, and nothing was exposed on live TV, but the doctor had better get there soon because one of the EMT's was about to tell Liv on the next contraction, she had to push.

Fitz looked at the EMT's and said, "Shouldn't we at least try to get her to the hospital?"

"Sir," the young EMT said nervously, "we wouldn't make it in time, the traffic at this time is horrendous and the roads weren't scheduled to be cleared for your motorcade. The baby can either be born right here, or in the back of an ambulance, but moving the First Lady while the baby's head is so close to being out could be a problem."

So, Fitz had to agree to let his son be born on Live TV. After all, America belonged to him. Now he would witness the birth of his son along with 300 million of his fellow Americans. Every news station now had access to what was happening on Noah Baker's set.

Liv's doctor arrived and immediately strapped the heart monitor around her belly. She heard the contraction, the heartbeat, and told Olivia it was time. She took one look down below and told Liv "The next contraction, push."

Fitz never let go of her hand and with a grunt and a push, nothing happened the first time. Olivia took a deep breath and looked at Fitz. His eyes calmed her. "Baby, you can do this, just look in my eyes."

Liv's stare went from comfort to pain in seconds and she squeezed his hand again with a louder grunt and a bigger push. Liv's doctor looked up. "One more push Ma'am, one more push and your baby boy will be here."

Again, Liv looked at Fitz, who was now caressing her cheek. With his comforting touch, he calmed Olivia and when the pain shot through her one more time, she let out a blood curling grunt, and pushed. It was all quiet on the set and suddenly you heard the cry of the baby. The doctor handed the scissors to Fitz and America got to witness their president cut the umbilical cord of his first-born son. No one judged him as he did it with tears in his eyes.

Swaddled in a "Live with Noah Baker" blanket, the baby was placed in Olivia's arms, where she lay the gentlest of kisses on her new baby boy. He wiggled a bit and rested peacefully on Liv's chest as Fitz caressed his head and kissed Liv for America to see.

Her doctor recommended she stay overnight at the hospital for observation for both her and for Little G. As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Huck, Abby, Callie, and David were already there. Like the rest of America, the story had them glued to their television sets, cell phones, and tablets. This was amazing and they wanted to be there for Olivia. Huck was also able to assist Secret Service in clearing the hospital entrance and back away the swarm of reporters that had gathered around.

Garrison weighed in at 7lbs. 4oz with a length of 19 inches. He was given a full check up by the pediatrician and cleared for a clean bill of health. He was returned to the room where Olivia and Fitz were waiting anxiously.

Liv had decided early in the pregnancy that she wasn't going to breast feed. Although it was highly recommended that she does, she wasn't sure if she would be back on the job, didn't know if she would have the patience, and definitely couldn't stand the thought of pumping. With this knowledge, Garrison was to be fed his first bottle in his mother's arms.

Fitz lay on the bed, Liv resting on his chest, as Garrison was put into Liv's arms. As soon as the nipple of the bottle touched his little soft lips, he began sucking. He didn't want to let up for air, as Liv tried several times to take the bottle out. "He has some grip on this nipple", she nudged Fitz with her elbow, "he does take after his father." Liv and Fitz laughed out loud with that comment.

When Little G finally let go, Liv handed him over to Fitz. "Here daddy, you can burp him." Fitz smiled at the sound of daddy and gobbled this bundle of joy up in his arms. It was the first time he fully had hold of him. He looked down lovingly at this life he created with the woman of his dreams. Liv grabbed her cell phone to capture that one moment. After a gentle kiss on his forehead, Fitz placed him carefully on his shoulder and patted his back. The first burp didn't take long, and right after that sound, Garrison let out a tiny whimper saying, "feed me more."

When Liv handed the bottle to Fitz, he looked at her confusingly. "What? You are allowed to feed your son." Liv realized this was as new to Fitz as it was to her, but she didn't want him to miss out on anything. Cradled in his father's arms, Garrison pulled the nipple in, once again, and gulped down the remainder of the bottle. His first full feeding was complete, and Fitz handed him to Liv so she could burp him.

The nurse came in shortly after. She was taking Garrison to change him and check his vitals. She also asked Liv and Fitz if they were ready for some company. The gang came up, but with an added Burns and Cyrus with the rest of the crew.

When the nurse came back with Garrison, he was dressed in the onesie that Liv had given Fitz the night he proposed at Camp David. It was the one that said, "My father is the President, what's your superpower?". He looked adorable, and "Aunt Abby", being the driving force, scooped him up immediately. He wiggled just a bit before he felt comfort in the arms of another person that loved him dearly. "My God, Liv, he is perfect." With that, he opened his eyes briefly, then closed them again. "Mr. President, he has your eyes." Huck rubbed his head gently; he also had a tear in his eye. "Abby is right Liv, he is perfect."

Abby snapped picture after picture of the First Family with their new addition. She would decide for Liv which ones she would give to the media. She had a perfect shot of him with the message on the onesie, and that would be used. Liv looked at Fitz for approval, but his smile still hadn't left his face as he continued to stare at his child. "Whatever you decide Abby is fine with us.", Liv answered for them both. She realized she had to share her son with America, especially after the way he came into the world.

That was four months ago. Four months have come and gone. Little G was growing each day. Liv and Fitz both noticed something new about him every day, even it really wasn't new. Liv had just brought him back from his four month checkup.

Garrison had weighed in at 14lbs even. He was also given four vaccine shots and screamed for about three seconds when they poked him, but that was it. It was the first wellness check that Fitz had to miss. The FBI had something to follow up with him about the investigation into the bombings and funding from January. He also had a conference call with three world leaders that he had put off once, he couldn't do it again. Liv texted him throughout the physical and took a video of Garrison getting the shots. She was sure Fitz would watch the video about ten times.

Liv also had a checkup. She started on the pill right after the pregnancy. She also had not yet been cleared for sexual activity. Fitz didn't mind at all. They shared their tender moments, but she was missing having all her man.

Her doctor checked her over. They discussed any side effects from the pill, there were none. She asked Liv about any post-partum, there was none, but Liv took the opportunity to ask for a therapist of her choice. She didn't want the dreams of Jake and her parents in the fire to come back after having the baby, and she felt talking to someone would help. Her doctor agreed, and Liv heard the words she'd been waiting for, her and Fitz could go back to normal sexual activity. Liv left the office with the name of a trusted therapist that Liv would soon follow up with.

In the car, with Garrison next to her in his car seat and one Secret Service agent driving the other in the passenger seat, and one more in the back with them. Liv started thinking while looking at the therapist card. Fitz had upped her detail to six now, Eriks, Rosario, Hunter, Nico, Santiago, and Beth. Also, Huck whenever he was available. Huck liked being nanny to Garrison more, and Liv didn't mind. Huck was bonding with the little guy and it melted Liv's heart to see him so wrapped around G's little finger. But Liv didn't let Fitz know that it was a bit too much, but they were all good and they switched shifts. Olivia liked and got along with everyone on the detail. She missed it, but for now Garrison was her priority.

Fitz grew a bit concerned after they gave Garrison his first bath. She began thinking back to that night. Quite honestly, it was a first for Garrison, but it was one of the best sexual encounters she had with Fitz. That night, she had one of the best orgasms ever, and sometimes she can still feel it run through her body. And, it happened without having actual sex.

As soon as the baby's umbilical cord site healed, Liv called Fitz up to the Residence. Not only did she want him to be part of their first bath, but she also wanted to bathe him together, in the tub with Garrison. When Fitz entered the bathroom, Liv was rocking Garrison against her bare chest as she stood there naked. She loved feeling her baby skin to skin. She asked Fitz to join her.

The bath water was shallow and lukewarm. She handed the baby to Fitz as she climbed into the tub. Fitz handed Garrison to her, and he climbed in facing her. Garrison was being held with both his parent's arms. Fitz picked up the small cup and poured water gently on his son's hair. Garrison shook a bit at the touch but closed his eyes in calmness. Fitz grabbed the small washcloth with baby bath on it and caressed G's small head.

All this time Liv looked lovingly at both of them, and the stare was not lost on Fitz. "You ok Livvie?" Fitz looked a bit concerned as he saw tears filling up in her eyes.

"I'm fine. I just never thought I could love you, love someone else as more than anything. It's an overwhelming feeling that I could never put into words. Fitz, if anyone tried to hurt you to hurt him, I would just…." She stopped before she said anything more.

Fitz handed the washcloth to Liv and let her finish washing Garrison's body, between his fingers and toes, and just a wipe of his face. Fitz poured the warm water over to rinse off all the soap. He stepped out, dried off, and took the baby from Liv. After drying him off, Fitz put on his robe and told Liv to put fresh hot water into the tub, he would be back.

Liv's head was leaning back as the steam was soothing her face. Fitz climbed into the tub with her sitting like he was when the baby was between them. He had handed the baby off to the Nurse on call, who was feeding him and putting him down for the night. It was time he comforted his wife.

He looked directly in her eyes. "How are you really feeling. You haven't slept much in the past two weeks, haven't eaten much, and you look exhausted. What is really bothering you?"

"Nothing is bothering me Fitz, nothing, I'm just so in love, it hurts. I am so ready to be a mother, but I am scared at the same time. I know there is always danger against you, and that scares me too. Plus, I miss you. I intimately miss you. I was no sex addict, you know that, but I long for you, baby. Watching you with G, it just gives me a hunger and want for you." She pulled him to her and kissed him. It was deep tongue in throat kiss that made Olivia moan and Fitz grow hard.

"Liv, your body, it's not ready yet, you know that. I am not going to"…Liv pulled him back down for another kiss, groaning once again and reaching down to stroke his erection. Fitz pulled back from the kiss and took a deep breath. "Livvie" and he went right to her neck where he kissed and sucked, and he could feel the goosebumps on her shoulder.

"Yeah, Fitz, that's it, I want to feel your tongue, your mouth, your lips, all over my body." She continued to stroke him a bit faster, and with her pleading and this feeling, Fitz didn't know how much longer he could hold on.

He knew his boundaries with her body. He gently kissed around her still tender breasts and licked her nipples, and he felt her grip around him become tighter as she moaned, not painful, but loud, and he heard, "Oh God, Fitz". Her head dropped into his neck and he felt her body shake in a long orgasm. When it finally stopped, she was breathing heavily into his neck. Her hand was still wrapped around him, and she didn't even know that he had his pleasure while feeling hers.

"Liv just started sobbing in the crook of his neck. He pulled her up with him as he turned on the shower and pulled the plug on the tub water. For a few moments, he let her cry against his chest, caressing her hair and letting the water beat down on them. She was still very weak from that orgasm and Fitz could feel it. He turned off the water, wrapped the robe around her and himself.

After he climbed out of the shower, he scooped her up in his arms and they lay together in bed. Her head on his chest holding her tight. What it came down to was emotions. It was love, sadness, desire, confusion, and fear wrapped all in to one. This was not uncommon for a new mother, but it was uncommon for Liv. That's when Fitz made her promise, she would speak to someone, and as sleep began to overtake her body, she reluctantly agreed.

The car stopped in front of White House with a few reporters waiting for pictures and a statement about the baby's checkup. Liv posed a moment with the sleeping Garrison still in his car seat. Only posed pictures were approved, by Abby, and sometimes Loretta, she then assured the reporters the checkup went well.

Lacey followed her into the White House, still on First Lady detail, where Liv gave her a comprehensive statement of G's weight and vaccinations that she could share with the corp. With a quick goodbye, Liv greeted Abby who was waiting for her. As she began talking to Abby, she heard Rosario say "Ma'am, no more photos." She turned to notice Lacey taking a picture of Garrison.

"What the hell are you doing?" Liv asked, clearly upset. Rosario put his hand up. "Ma'am, I will take care of this, please let me do my job." Rosario grabbed her phone, and promptly deleted the picture. Liv backed away as Abby's arm went around her to lead her towards the Oval, but Liv's eyes never left Lacey's. She still didn't trust her gut with that woman. She didn't want any arguing or fighting with Fitz about Lacey anymore, so she didn't say anything despite her uneasiness.

When she was out of range, she handed the seat to Abby who hooked it to the stroller as they headed to the Oval. She immediately called Huck. "Did you ever do that check on Lacey Thomas? Yeah, as soon as possible. Let me know. Thanks Huck."

She turned to Abby. "He's on it now. Things got a bit crazy, and we forgot. I shouldn't have let my guard down, but that just freaked me out."

Garrison was pictured enough each month and Fitz and Liv were going to a photo shoot in the White House once G started sitting up. His tummy time now he was just an inch away from rolling over and they both wanted to witness it. So, soon enough America will be seeing the First Family. She didn't know what Lindsey's problem was, but she wasn't taking chances with her son.

As soon as they entered the Oval, Fitz took the stroller from Abby, unbuckled his son, kissed Liv hello, and walked with him to the window where the two ladies could hear him speaking, but couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Hi to you also Mr. President," Abby said. "David sends his best. Yeah, all is going well. Getting ready to set the wedding, yep thanks for asking." Liv busted out laughing. They both sat down to enjoy the lunch Fitz had ordered for them.

Liv went back to her schedule. She left Garrison with Cyrus, Fitz, and Burns, and it was the first time she questioned her sanity as a mother by doing that. Who knows how they would corrupt his little mind?

She had only been back full time because it was now September and the Academy was in full swing. Callie and Huck were doing amazing with the girls and the educators hired on staff were excellent. Liv had been there a few times to oversee the procedures and meet the girls. Her shooting lessons would resume in October. She was heading over to the Academy with Abby. As they walked over, Olivia asked Abby a favor.

She had worked it out with Abby that Garrison would have his first sleepover with her. Liv didn't want Garrison to go on the same day he received his vaccines, knowing he would be cranky, so the plan was for tomorrow night. Abby was as excited as a ten-year-old girl being told her best friend was sleeping over. She was aware that two Service agents would be outside her door, but she didn't care.

Olivia put her night with Fitz into motion and sent a text to Cyrus first. Text me in a bit when you are not in His presence, I have something to ask you. Don't forget. She needed to clear his schedule from early afternoon tomorrow through the night.

The next day, Little G was going to hang with his nurse in the presence of his two secret service agents, Santiago and Nico. Liv and Fitz had been getting a routine going with the baby. If they could get away, they would come up and visit with G, sometimes Fitz would take him into the Oval with him. He truly loved having his son by his side whenever he could. He loved standing by the window with him and just talking about anything, mainly Olivia. Fitz wanted Little G to know how special his mother was and how lucky they both were.

So, Fitz had a few moments and went up to the nursery to hang with his son. He was walking around the nursery with having just fed him and was chatting away. Olivia who also just left her meeting with a few Academy donors was about to enter the nursery when she heard Fitz speaking.

"She's gorgeous, Garrison, the most beautiful woman on Earth. You can't ever let anyone piss her off though. She is badass. Don't tell her I cursed in front of you, ok. We have to have a deal big guy. Some things stay between us, ok. Anyway, she can take anyone down with her hands, or with her well, weapon. It's one of the reasons I fell in love with her. She protects us Little G, she always will." Garrison must have liked what he was hearing because he was making sounds all along. Olivia's head rested on the door frame and Fitz finally turned to see her.

"Uh-oh, big guy, we are in trouble now." Fitz held his son in a defensive mode as if he were protecting him from Liv.

"I am sorry, Mr. President, did you just call me a badass to our son?" Liv demanded.

"I most certainly did, Madam First Lady, I only speak truth."

"Well, my weapon, as you call it, has been collecting dust since my handsome boy has been born, so don't make me go freshen it up." Liv took Garrison from Fitz.

He was about to head down to the Oval when Liv said, "What time will you be up later?"

"Early tonight, baby, my appointments cancelled. Should be up by 5." He walked over and kissed her gently on the lips and followed up with a gentle kiss for G.

As soon as Fitz left, Liv started getting Garrison's overnight bag ready for Abby. As she was picking out his outfits, she couldn't help but think back to when Fitz first dressed Garrison. It was by far the funniest thing she had ever witnessed Fitz to do date.

The cries came through on the baby monitor and Liv stirred a bit before she sat up. She glanced at the clock. 6 a.m. He was getting better sleeping through the night. He usually woke up around 4 for a feeding, but the past two times his waking hour was 6 or later.

Fitz woke up also and told Liv to stay put. He would go feed him and change him. She thanked him with a kiss on his cheek and was hoping she would be able to fall back asleep. She realized she wouldn't when she heard Fitz through the baby monitor.

"Oh boy, looks like someone had too much to drink last night. You soaked right through your diaper. Come on, let's get you dressed in some new, fresh clothes and clean you up."

Liv heard different things shuffling around. She heard Fitz wipe G down, only because Fitz was giving his son a play by play on everything, he was doing to him. When the fresh diaper finally went on, Fitz said, "now, what shall we dress you in today? You want to wear a suit like daddy? No, you don't, you are only two months old. Hmm, how about a baseball shirt? No, not yet we'll wait until the World Series is on for that." With every movement though, she would hear a little bicker come from Garrison. After about five different outfits, Liv finally couldn't take it.

She walked into the nursery, and Fitz was there, baby clothes everywhere. "Wait, have you been putting on every outfit you didn't want to keep him in?"

Fitz looked at her a bit shocked. She also noticed he had a cell phone in his hand. "Whose cell phone is that and why isn't he dressed yet?"

"Oh, I took Rosario's phone. He's out there on duty. Look, I took a picture of him in every outfit, so you didn't miss what he looked like in it. I am going with this one though, this is my final choice."

Liv looked down at Garrison who had no clue what his father just put him through. He lay their kicking his feet and swinging his hands. He had on a "Daddy's Explorer" green t-shirt with Khaki shorts. He did look adorable.

"Fitz, you do realize you just had a fashion show with our son as the model.", she looked at Fitz who wasn't even listening, he was sending the pictures he took to his own cell phone so he could delete them off Rosario's. He was smiling from ear to ear. All in all, Liv counted ten different outfits he tried on.

She scooped Garrison up and grabbed a bottle. "Ok, Versace, I am going to feed my son before he is too skinny from not eating because daddy is playing dress up."

Fitz handed the phone back to Rosario, chasing Liv back to the bedroom with Garrison.

Liv still laughed when she thought back to that morning. She knew how in love Fitz was with his son. He was just so happy to spend every moment he could with him. Liv's thoughts went back to tonight though as Abby entered the residence.

"Hey Liv, is Little G ready for his Aunt Abby?" she looked into the crib where he was on his belly head held high. "Boy, Liv, he is almost ready to roll."

"Yeah, well if he does it tonight, you better record it, and don't tell Fitz. He'll have you arrested for withholding information if he finds out he did it in your and David's presence. David ok with him coming over and ruining your night?"

Are you kidding, David can't wait? He's going to do baby exercises with him. Give him some physical therapy to sharpen his muscle tone."

Liv grabbed G out of the crib. "You be a good boy for Aunt Abby. No crying." Liv started to tear up a bit as she planted about twenty kisses on his head. She handed him to Abby, and he rested his head on her shoulder. Liv loved the interaction G had with her friends.

Here's his feeding schedule. There are enough clothes in there for about three nights, I tend to overpack. Your detail is Rosario and Beth. They'll be with you until you bring him back tomorrow. See you at 8 in the morning?'

"Yep, sounds good. I have your number on speed dial three different times so don't worry." With her free arm she gobbled Liv up in a hug as she knew how much Liv did not like that.

"Thanks again Abby, this means so much." She rubbed Garrison's head one more time before Abby left with Rosario leading the way. Being alone in the Residence, she took a quick shower, put lotion on her body, and called the chef. Looking at the clock, it was only 4. Another hour before Fitz came upstairs. She wanted to rush him but figured she should stick to plan.

Fitz was on the phone in the Oval with the Los Angeles FBI. When Amelia was here back in May, vetting girls for the Lance scholarship she had spoken to Fitz privately. She had decided she would return in October to go to Georgetown. Fitz invited her, with Liv's approval, to stay at the White House. He could tell something else was going on, so he questioned her.

She told him everything about New Year's Eve. She told him how Mellie had gotten the tickets for her at the targeted Nightclub. She told him how she hasn't spoken to her since then and the anger Mellie put forth.

Fitz, still new to fatherhood, and busy with the presidency told Amelia he would investigate it and to just focus on putting her things in order to make her move to DC.

With the baby, and all other pressing issues, he just recently contacted the LA FBI. He wanted all of Mellie's records looked at. He wanted copies of financial transactions and anything suspicious. He also gave them three different aliases she may have used. The only thing Fitz couldn't figure out is if Mellie did know about an imminent attack why would she put Amelia in harm's way?

Now, on the phone with his field chief, they found some suspicious activity under one of her aliases, Harmony Sinclair. Fitz told them to hold off on going further. He was sending Burns out there since Burns knew her and the area. He would touch base with them in the morning after Burns's arrival.

Once he hung up that call, he called Lauren to tell her he was heading up for the remainder of the night. "Lauren, I am finished here. Please, unless this building is on fire, make sure I am not disturbed, I need a nice night with my wife and son. Doesn't that sound good Lauren, wife and son."

"Yes, Sir that sounds great, but before you go, Cyrus wanted me to give this to you. It's your approval ratings as of yesterday." Fitz looked down at the paper and back up at Lauren. Lauren was smiling. "Are these my approval ratings or Garrison's?"

"I am not sure, Sir, but 76%, 65% amongst women, that's impressive. Right now, you have a double digit lead over Reston if the election was held tomorrow, it would be a landslide."

Fitz handed the paper back to Lauren. "Thank you, Lauren, have a good night."

On his way up to the Residence he received a message from Liv.

Are you on your way up yet?

Yep, should be there in a few minutes.

Good, make sure you take your tie off before you come in the bedroom.

?

Doctor cleared me for sex, baby, I am waiting.

Fitz unraveled his tie and almost began running towards the bedroom. His two service agents looked confusingly at each other as they chased him down. They stopped before the entrance as they watched him go in.

Fitz noticed no one on duty outside or inside the nursery, nor was Garrison in his crib. He walked towards the bedroom door as it swung open.

"Hi", he said a bit startled.

"Hi", she said, and Liv pulled him inside, as she closed the door.

She started kissing him all over his neck, and in between each kiss she spoke. "Don't, kiss, worry, kiss, Abby, kiss, and, kiss, David, kiss, took, kiss, G, kiss, for, kiss, the, kiss, night." She didn't mean to, but trying to get more access to Fitz's chest, she ripped some buttons off his shirt as she planted kiss upon kiss on his chest and finally pulled his head down into a warm, wet, tongue filled lip sucking event. She heard him moan and it was music to her ears.

She could already feel the moisture between her legs. She unraveled the robe belt and it dropped so her naked body stood in front of Fitz. She tugged at his pants to free the erection he already had. They were still standing by the door. "Baby, I want you so bad, I want you on top. I want to feel you deep in me, and I don't want you to take it easy."

"Livvie, where is this coming from, not that I'm not loving it, but wow."

She dove in for one more kiss, driving his back into the door. She needed to feel him. She wanted to feel her breasts press hard against his chest. The need for his touch overwhelmed her and she guided his hand to her breast, never once easing up on kissing him.

The touch of his hands, so warm on her skin. She felt aching in her core and a small, seductive moan escaped her.

Fitz was relentless in his kiss. He could smell the lotion on her skin. That faint smell of coconut that made his desire for her overpowering. If she wanted him, she was getting him, the way she wanted it. He grabbed her bottom around her cheeks, and she straddled her legs around him as he carried her to the bed.

He placed her down, sucking at her neck, bringing his lips down to her breasts as his wet lips fit perfectly around her now firmly formed breasts. He felt the hunger overcome him and whispered "Livvie, I've missed you."

She held his head firmly in her hands, pulling gently at his curls, as he worked his way down and gave a small kiss on her fold. He tasted how wet she was and Liv's body spasmed just a little with his mouth touching her. Not able to handle the discomfort from his erection he moved Liv up on the bed, and slowly entered her.

"You feel so good, Fitz, come on, baby, I want you, I want to feel you, I have missed you so much."

Fitz began to thrust a bit harder, and Liv closed her eyes. He was able to kneel up a bit and look at her body as it moved with each thrust. Her eyes closed tightly, and he knew she was very close, so he went a bit harder, a bit deeper. "I want to hear you Livvie, let me hear my beautiful wife come to me."

He picked up her right leg over his elbow and was now thrusting all his weight into her. She moaned, one of the loudest he's heard, and her body shook in pure pleasure. He didn't let up though. During the orgasm, he turned her weak body around to her knees.

He wrapped his arm around her stomach, having a good grip on her, because she was so wet, as he entered her from behind. "Fitz," she said, in total weakness, "Fitz, I am going to"….and he felt her body shake again and her stomach tighten, and he let go himself with one last thrust and sweat all over his body. His head fell weakly onto her back, as his breathing became as heavy as hers.

Liv sank to the bed, right on her belly. Fitz lay next to her, on his belly as well, and she put her arm around his back. She kissed the back of his neck, tasting his sweat. "I love you so much."

They faced each other, both still too weak to move. Fitz caressed her face, feeling her sweat as well. "I love you more, baby, thank you for making me the happiest father on Earth, there is no one else I would want for the mother of my child."

Liv smiled weakly at him as she was drifting into sleep. She whispered "the food will up soon. I better get some rest now, because we are doing this at least two more times Mister."

Fitz smiled and just lay staring at Olivia and thanking his lucky stars every day that she jumped in front of his car and let fate take over.

While Fitz and Liv spent their night making love and looking lovingly at their cell phones of pictures of Garrison, Huck was busy at work for Liv. He was looking for information on that reporter Lacey Thomas.

He was hacking into all the social media sites with her face with a recognition program. Suddenly he heard a ding on one of his sites. It was a site for social sharing of pictures. The face was Lacey's, but the name was completely different.

It was not uncommon for people to use other names on social media sites, but this name caused alarm in Huck. It made his stomach drop, as he looked at the name she has chosen for herself on this site. It said "Mrs. Grant Unofficial". There were hundreds of pictures of the President, but they were all screen shots of him taken from publications and the internet. It came as a bigger alarm when her last entry was last night with a picture of Garrison in his car seat outside the White House. It was the latest picture Liv had given the ok for press release.

The caption under the picture read, "my precious boy." Huck was not going to disturb Olivia tonight. He knew she was safe, and Garrison was safe. He was going to meet Abby in the morning to bring G back with her. Even though there was detail there already, Huck felt more at ease delivering Garrison himself. He would talk to Liv in person about this. He continued searching to find her address and to make sure there wasn't anything else alarming.

In a small room, in her apartment, Lacey was just putting the latest picture up on the wall over her desk. It joined all the other pictures of Fitz. Some were just Fitz, some were Fitz and her before Olivia came along and she would be in pictures for press purposes, and then there were the ones she photo cropped. She took Liv out of some completely and put herself in. While Fitz held Garrison with a big smile, she cropped herself into the picture to make it look like they were a happy family.

Lindsey rubbed her finger over the picture of Fitz and Garrison. "One day, Fitz, you will see me with him in my arms, and you will know you made the wrong choice." She looked across the room where she had placed her newly purchased baby crib for when Garrison would be with her. She picked up the pieces of the pictures she had cut and noticed they were all of Olivia's face. She smiled as she ripped them more into tiny pieces, and she walked humming to her bed to dream about her days ahead with Fitzgerald Grant.