"What?"
"I said I'll marry you. I belong to you Fitz. I know that now."
"What changed since yesterday?"
"I had the weirdest deja vu this morning. It was like I stepped into the future. Somehow, I knew everything you were going to say."
"You were daydreaming about our future?"
"No, it was real. We're going to have babies. Carter, Blake and Everly."
"When?"
"Next year, and we're getting married in the summer."
"Wow, you have a plan for us. I don't know about triplets. I don't want a kid. Unless you plan on taking fertility drugs, you're not getting triplets."
"It will happen."
"Are you psychic now Olivia?"
"I saw the future."
"Okay, I know you like to make me laugh. The joke isn't funny anymore."
"I can prove it."
"How?"
"Angela Webster asked you for a date. She works for the IRS."
"That is not proof. You've been eavesdropping on my conversations."
"Fitz you said you would try to believe me."
"I am trying. Olivia you're being ridiculous."
"Fitz, we are getting married, but I'm going to warn you. There will be challenges."
"I know you need your sleep, and you don't take work home. We don't have any challenges besides that."
"It's going to be difficult when I'm pregnant. Our life is going to change next year. We need to be ready."
"Livvie, we're not married yet, and you're already planning a pregnancy."
"Marcus is getting married. Be nice to his wife Shanice."
"Marcus Walker?"
"Yeah, he doesn't know her yet. He's going to meet her very soon. Shanice is a good person."
Fitz sighed, He was happy about Olivia accepting his proposal, but he didn't want to hear about a crazy dream. They had plenty of work to do and his other employees were arriving.
"How about we get to work."
"Okay. I love you Fitz."
"I love you to Livvie."
"Wait, one more thing. I need to make a doctor's appointment. Something is wrong with my appendix."
"Your stomach is hurting?"
"I'll make my appointment today."