A/N - I revised the story so I think it's worth re-reading to catch up. The story still follows the same plot I just added more details and scenes so it's not vital that you reread to understand this chapter. I wanted to develop Olivia and Fitz's relationship a bit more during the campaign, outside of canon. Sorry this update took so long. I hope you enjoy. You can read this update even if you don't reread the story, but you might find it a bit different than you expected.
They landed some time ago at joint base Andrews and switched to the presidential limo.
"How are you gonna be able to drive me home, this will draw way too much attention?"
"We're gonna stop by the white house and switch cars if we can."
Olivia nodded and smiled then looked over to Luna and Lana, sleeping in their car seats.
"Everything's gonna change now," she said softly.
Fitz held her hand in his."Yeah, but it'll be okay."
As they drove Olivia began to think about what would happen now, based on how the world reacted to the news of her children. When they arrived at the Whitehouse, Tom knocked on the door to the limo.
Fitz opened.
"What's going on Tom?"
"Sir, it will not be possible for Ms. Pope to return home tonight."
Fitz sighed, he'd expected as much. He turned to Olivia. "Are you okay staying with me tonight?"
"We don't really have a choice," she said with a small smile.
"Okay."
It was late at night so they didn't worry about being seen sneaking back into the white house. Fitz took one car seat and Olivia took another and then they walked to his bedroom in the residence. They laid both Luna and Lana in the crib that Fitz had set up in his bedroom from their last visit until he was finished furnishing the girl's nursery.
"So how bad is it outside of my apartment?" Olivia asked.
"They're camped out."
She plopped down on the bed."I don't really have any clothes left from the trip."
"I'll have one of my aides pick up some stuff for you tomorrow."
He walked over to the bed and stopped between her legs.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
Olivia scooted up further on the bed and pulled Fitz between her legs. She began to undo his pants slowly and dropped them to the floor.
Fitz kicked off his shoes and climbed on top of her and pulled off his shirt. Olivia wrapped her legs around him and pulled him down into a kiss.
"This is the first time I've seen your bedroom," she said softly after she broke the kiss and caressed his cheek.
Fitz turned her around on the bed and unzipped her dress and pulled it down her legs followed by her white underwear.
"I think you'll get tired of it, I sure have."
She smiled as he turned her back on her back.
He leaned down and kissed her again as he rubbed his tip up and down her slit slowly. Her breath hitched and she arched her back. Fitz kissed down her neck and continued down her breast. "Are you ready?" he whispered.
Olivia nodded, heavy with lust, "I want every inch inside me."
Fitz leaned down and sucked on her nipple, playfully testing how much teasing she could take.
"Mm…" she moaned, "come on baby, give it to me," she said wantingly, pulling him down on her again and opening her legs wide.
Fitz slowly buried himself inside her, sensing she couldn't wait any longer.
"…..Mmm." he groaned.
"Fuck...baby," Olivia moaned as she gazed into his eyes.
He wrapped his arms under her body and pressed her against him and continued thrusting.
"Fuck….harder…" she moaned, grabbing him tightly as
Fitz pressed against her throat, holding her in place, thrusting harder into where she was warm and wet and tight.
"Shiiiiii...tt." she screamed. He was hitting all the right spots deep inside her and she quickly began to spasm on him from her orgasm."Fuck."
Fitz leaned down against her body, kissing her as he came right after she did.
"Fucking shit…" he panted in her ear. "Your pussy does it for me every time."
Olivia chuckled breathlessly as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him again. After a few moments of closeness, Fitz slowly pulled out and stood up.
"I'm gonna go take a shower."
Olivia stood up slowly.
"I'll join you."
He lifted her and carried her to the bathroom. They stood in the shower together. When they were finished, they walked to the closet, Fitz dressed in his boxers and a t-shirt, and Olivia dressed in his t-shirt with no underwear.
When they finally crawled into bed together, it was almost 2am.
Olivia sighed and laid her head against his chest.
"I love you," she said softly.
"I love you too," he returned as he kissed her against her curly hair. "I still can't believe you were shocked our first fuck was so good."
"Good is an understatement," Olivia said. "I woke up and I had to finger myself to the memories."
"That's hot but still why did you think I'd suck in bed."
Olivia laughed, "because look at you. You seemed like a fucking square with your perfect hair and perfect smile. I really didn't expect you to be good at fucking but I was so attracted to you that I didn't care if the sex was gonna be bad."
He laughed and shook his head.
"I remember that night you wouldn't let me take off your underpants and I thought fuck it's tiny and he doesn't want me to see it and then when I did and I got so excited."
"Not scared."
"Of course not! Penises like yours are very rare. I couldn't wait to feel it."
He smiled and squeezed her tighter.
"So your first impression of me was that I'm a square?" he teased.
"I wouldn't say that...when I say you on tv."
"Okay, what did you think of me when we first met?"
Olivia thought for a moment. "I heard you speaking for the first time in the auditorium and your voice was so strong and commanding without being harsh which I thought was so sexy I'd obviously heard your voice on tv before but it was different being in a room with you. The first thing I noticed about you were your eyes, they were so fucking blue and I could find them all the way from the back of the room."
"Is that so," he entreated.
She nodded against his chest, "mhmm and then you got closer and you happened to be even more gorgeous than you looked on tv. Then you tried to get Cyrus to fire me and immediately I thought you were just a rich, spoiled asshole."
"When did I change your mind?" She could feel him smiling though she couldn't see his face.
"When you came to look for me and told me you agreed with what I'd said but you didn't think it would be a good idea for me to stay."
"I knew you were gonna be trouble," Fitz said.
"It's your turn now. Why was I going to be trouble?" Olivia asked.
"I took one look at you and I was stunned. Then you opened your mouth and everything you said was true. I knew then that I couldn't have you on the campaign."
"Why not? I never asked you why?"
"Because I was gonna fall in love with you."
"Why did you think that?" she entreated further.
It took him a while to answer, "you were this unbelievably beautiful breath of fresh air and personality that strutted into the campaign. I'm so used to everyone around me playing this game of words with me- no one ever says what they really mean because everyone wants something and no one wants to piss me off- you were different. You chewed my ass out and I loved it because you were honest and you were direct, even if it cost you the gig.
"When you came back for your first day, I couldn't take my eyes off you. I remember I watched you for the entire day because it was so easy for you to just jump in and take control of everything and everyone."
"I could feel you watching me," Olivia said. "And I loved it."
Fitz smiled and shook his head, "Hopefully, it isn't too crazy when we wake up.
"Hopefully," Olivia responded softly.
When Olivia woke later in the morning, Fitz was already up with Luna and Lana. It was the sound of their screaming and laughing that woke up her.
"Hi, my babies," Olivia said as she sat up in bed.
"Am I your baby too?" Fitz teased. "Please say yes."
"No," Olivia said with a smile. "What time is it?"
"After 9."
"I slept until 9?" She rubbed her eyes and grabbed her phone to check the time. "How bad is it?" she asked. She had wisely switched her phone on do not disturb for some time in anticipation of their pictures going viral.
"Morning cable is going nuts."
She nodded knowingly."Did they have breakfast?"
"Yeah, eggs, oatmeal, and orange juice."
"They look really happy about that," Olivia said with a smile. Fitz was standing by the crib with both girls. They were wrapped up in their robes so she figured he must've also given them a bath."You bathed them."
"Yeah well, they are very messy eaters." Fitz leaned down to both girls. "Isn't that right girls?"
She walked over to the crib to Fitz and leaned over to both her daughters.
"It's going to be a crazy day girls but we'll get through it," she said as she kissed them both on the cheek. She took Luna from Fitz then removed her robe and started inspecting her body, which was her routine every day. She checked for bruises on her body, any sign she could find that her leukemia was back but there was none so she put her robe back on.
Fitz took out two diapers from their bag and handed one to Olivia and they both put them on the girls.
"Go freshen up, Cyrus wants to speak with us."
Olivia nodded and walked to the bathroom to brush her teeth and shower. When she was finished, the girls were dressed and playing together on the floor while Fitz sat beside them and watched.
"They look so happy," Olivia said as she walked over to them and sat on Fitz's lap. He wrapped his hands around her and pulled her in for a soft kiss on the lips. "Of course they are. Why wouldn't they be?" He hugged her closer and snuggled his head against her chest. Olivia kissed him against his soft brown hair and then ran her fingers through it. Fitz leaned back so he could see her face. "You don't know how long I've been waiting for us to get to this point."
Olivia kissed him and then hugged him tightly, "I love you."
"I love you too," Fitz said as he kissed her lips again.
She stood and fixed the towel around her body."I need to find something to wear."
'I had one of the aides grab some of your stuff, it should be in the closet."
"Thank you," she said as she smiled and headed to his closet.
Olivia saw several dresses, pants, and tops hung on a few hooks on the wall in his closet and several pairs of shoes. She chose a pair of navy pants and a white button-down cotton shirt and black suede Louboutin heels. She took a gold claw hair clip from her bag to wrap her hair up and then took her small makeup bag from her purse to freshen up her face with concealer and mascara. She finished with lip gloss and then walked back out to the bedroom but Fitz was gone and so were the girls. She walked over to the tv and grabbed the remote from the couch and turned it on then turned to the news.
"-and this is explosive news because the general election is next year, Rob. President Grant pretty much had his name written on 4 more years but after these allegations, I'm not so sure.
"Hold on, Mike, we don't even know what the story is. The only thing we have so far are those leaked pictures and videos from the theme park. Those might not be his children."
"Did you see the way he was looking at them, kissing them, those are his daughters-"
Olivia switched the channel.
"-I might be the first one to say this but I called it. I knew something was going on with them from the days of the campaign."
"I don't believe you," the other host said.
"I knew it and there was talk about it online too but without proof no mainstream media outlet could run what basically boiled down to gossip but I called it. The question now is: did he fake a happy marriage to get into the White House while he was sleeping with his campaign manager the entire time?"
"He divorced his wife less than a year into his presidency so I think the idea that his marriage was a happy one is off the table. He clearly faked that entire thing and it's curious that it was after Olivia Pope joined the campaign that we saw a clear turnaround on the optics of his marriage to Mellie."
"I think you're forgetting some major snafus, the incident with their daughter and the cheating scandals with Paul Mosley. They put some pretty good bandages on them but now that we know something was going on between the president and Olivia Pope I'm taking another look back at those incidents and at Mellie Grant. The cracks were there."
"Woah, Woah, don't let President Grant off the hook here. Assuming the affair started during the campaign, he obviously is in the wrong here too."
There was some laughter between the men.
"Come on, have you seen Olivia Pope? Who wouldn't want a piece of that chocolate cake?"
There was more laughter.
"Pull up the picture of Olivia Pope- look at this. You're telling me this 28-year-old walks into your campaign and you don't hit that? I'll get some heat for this but I actually respect Grant more now."
They laugh again.
"He likes chocolate for sure."
"Listen, I've been in a room with him and his ex-wife, they have about as much chemistry as a couple of goldfish. I always wondered where he was getting his rocks off."
Olivia switched the channel.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
She muted the tv and turned around, "Yeah."
"Good, the kitchen is bringing some food up. Once we eat then we can go to the oval."
Olivia nodded.
"Please don't listen to any of that," Fitz said.
"I need to know what people are saying," she responded.
He kissed her forehead, "alright but don't let it get to you. I'm gonna get dressed. I dropped the girls off to the nanny."
Olivia nodded, "I won't."
Fitz headed off to the closet and she unmuted the tv to continue listening.
"-do you have any idea of what the president is doing right now?"
"My source says he's in his office, working as usual which I think is how they might handle this. They might not even address it because as of right now, we don't know whether Olivia Pope is in fact in a relationship with the president. We've all seen the pictures and videos but they haven't admitted to anything."
Olivia switched again.
"-Breaking news- we actually just got a little more information about the President's alleged children with Olivia Pope. What do you have for us, Tamara?"
"Thank you, Erin, so I can confirm that the names of President Grant's children are Luna and Lana Grant. They are identical twins born on September 1st of last year which means they are about 11 months old. Now apparently, one of the twins, if you look at the pictures leaked from the park, one of the twins has hair shorter than the other, that is because I believe it's Luna Grant, who underwent treatment for Leukemia- which if you know President's Grant's background, you know he lost his mother to Leukemia at a very young age-"
Olivia shut the tv off and then heard the knock on Fitz's bedroom door.
'Come in," she called.
Staff from the kitchen entered with a trolly of breakfast food. The server set it up on the coffee table and then excused herself and left. When Fitz walked out of the closet, he wore a dress shirt with a tie and navy pants and carried his suit jacket. He sat beside Olivia on the couch and began eating. "You got tired of the shit frothing from their mouths."
"They found out about Luna's leukemia," she said.
"Do you want me to figure out who leaked it?"
"I don't know. I think a lot more will be leaked. We can't track down everyone."
"Are you okay?"
She nodded and took a croissant from the platter and began to nibble at it then placed it back into her plate, "I'm just anxious."
He took her hand and kissed it, "I know. Me too."
"Why are you anxious?"
"I'm hoping all of this doesn't scare you away."
"It won't," Olivia said, "you're mine."
She climbed on his lap and kissed him. Fitz joined the kiss and planted his hands firmly on her ass and squeezed. Olivia sighed in his mouth and then felt him turn her around so she was sitting on his lap. He opened the hook at the front of her pants and then shoved his fingers into her panties.
He ran his middle finger gently over her clit and then deepened the kiss as he reached under her shirt and bra to feel her breast.
Olivia ground her hips in slow circles against his lap as he played with her clit and nipple. As soon as his erection formed he became ravenous. He moved from her clit and slid two fingers inside her. Olivia reached behind and undid his pants as Fitz simultaneously pushed her pants and underwear down. He kept his two fingers planted inside her and only pulled them out to replace them with his cock.
"Mmmm…" they both let out the same groan of pleasure exactly together.
He slipped his fingers that were wet with her fluid into her mouth and when Olivia licked them clean he held her hips as she rode his lap with finesse. She turned her head to meet his lips and kiss him as she rode his fat, hard dick.
"Fuck," Fitz cursed as he spanked the side of her ass. The pleasure was palpable and in the midst of it, he began thrusting to meet her. What was supposed to be a quick turned into really intense, passionate sex.
"Fitz," she cried as she felt him thrusting in and out of her, coated by warm wetness. She always expected the feeling of being stretched by his girth but she could never get used to it. There was so much heat radiating from her core that Fitz could barely control his rhythm. He reached down and massaged her clit and held her against the throat with his other hand.
"Baby," she cried, "I need you deeper." Fitz pushed deeper until there was no more of him left and Olivia gasped and choked in a breath and then he felt her fingers gripping him tightly as she began to spasm. Liquid began to squirt from her walls and her clitoral and g-spot orgasms began simultaneously. Fitz came immediately after.
She leaned against his chest and felt him wrap his arms around her and kiss the blade of the shoulder from behind. Once their breathing calmed Fitz lifted her off his penis and immediately drops of cum dripped out of her on his pants. Olivia stepped out of her pants and then climbed on his lab and straddled him.
"I guess you'll need a new suit," she teased.
"It's worth it," Fitz said as he undid her shirt.
"Don't tell me you want to go again?"
"Why not," Fitz said.
He pulled her button down and then unhooked her bra. Once she was naked she undressed Fitz. she noticed him staring at her and suddenly felt conscious, "what?"
"Move in with me," Fitz said. "I love you and I want you and my daughters to live with me."
"What if you don't like living with me?"
Fitz laughed, "there were times on the campaign where we spent every waking moment together. We'd spent the night together, we wake up fuck then shower together, I'd go to my room and change and then we'd meet at the office and we'd be together right back until I left so you could go to your room and I could meet you there. That happened for months."
Olivia nodded and smiled, "you're right. If I do move in with you I need my own bathroom. We can't share a bathroom."
"Done."
"And I need to go to my apartment tonight to get some things for me and the girls."
"Done but don't stress yourself about getting everything, we'll buy new things."
Olivia nodded and kissed him."Do you want me again?" she said seductively in his ear as she felt his burgeoning erection.
Cyrus had been waiting in Fitz's office for almost 15 minutes when he got annoyed and stormed to the residence. He approached Fitz's door and heard faint moaning from who he guessed was Olivia. He banged on the door.
"Mr. President!"
Olivia heard the banging but continued riding him.
"Don't fucking stop," Fitz commanded as he spanked her ass.
Cyrus banged again, "I'm coming in."
"No!" Olivia screamed, breathlessly, moments away from her climax.
Fitz pulled her lips against his and kissed her hungrily as they both came. Moments later, Cyrus burst into the room.
From where he stood, he could only see their faces and bare shoulders from their position on the couch. Olivia was slumped against Fitz and they were both breathing heavily.
"The country is practically on fire and you two are banging at 11 in the morning." Cyrus barked.
"Did you realize that you're in our bedroom?" Fitz asked barked back. "Get out!"
Olivia was hiding her body against Fitz.
"Get dressed, " Cyrus said angrily then walked out and slammed the door.
"You got us in trouble," Olivia teased as she leaned up.
"Me?"
"Yes, you're the one who started finger fucking me. What good can come after that?"
"Fine- this was on me," he said, laughing as he lifted her and stood.
He walked them to the bathroom where they cleaned up and then dressed once again.
They met Cyrus in Fitz's office almost 20 minutes later after they stopped to see the girls. He was fuming.
"Do you have any idea what's going on?"
"Just calm down and tell us," Fitz said.
"Look at this?" Cyrus said as he brought his phone over to Olivia and when Olivia looked down at the photos she gasped and covered her mouth.
"This leaked an hour ago on the internet and so when I said the country was on fire, I wasn't exaggerating."
"What is it?" Fitz said.
Cyrus handed him the phone. It was a picture of Olivia naked. She was laying in bed on her side, sleeping with the sheets draped across her torso but her breasts were exposed and so were the hot pink thongs she wore. There were tan lines on her breasts from her bikini top.
"I'm so sorry I-"
"Stop. don't you dare apologize," Fitz said.
Olivia nodded and wiped her eyes. She hadn't realized they were wet until she blinked but this was on her list of worst-case scenarios. He pulled her to him and kissed her against her hair.
"Do you know who took it?"
She shook her head and more tears fell.
"There's more," Cyrus said. He swiped his phone. There was another picture where she was standing. It was taken from behind and she was wearing the same hot pink thongs with no top. Her face wasn't visible, only her ass. Olivia looked at the picture and zoomed in, inspecting it.
"Brandon took these. He's my ex. We were on vacation in Jamaica. I remember now." She sniffled and wiped her eyes.
"What's his full name?" Fitz said.
"Brandon Duncan."
"Cyrus, see if we can get him on revenge porn."
Cyrus nodded, "I'll whisper to the attorney general."
"Wait- are there more?" Olivia asked.
"None that I've seen so far. I've got an aide to reach out to Twitter and Facebook to take them down so they are flagging accounts that are posting them. The good news is that it's trending- and so it's a nice start to the day."
"Don't be a dick," Fitz barked.
Cyrus blew air through his mouth and sighed, "I'm sorry Liv. It's just been a long couple of days. Some notice would have been nice before those pictures leaked."
"How was I supposed to know Brandon was gonna leak nude pictures of me that I didn't even know he took?"
"I meant those ones with the twins. The mainstream media isn't running the nude pictures but they sure are talking about it."
"What are they saying?"
"It depends, friendly outlets are outraged that someone is exploiting you by leaking private pictures, unfriendly media think you're an affirmative action hooker who trapped the president with babies and think you should be investigated because you may be paid by a foreign country."
Olivia sighed.
"If I got you both in front of a camera, what would the story be?"
"I can't be on camera," Olivia said. "Not after everyone's seen me naked."
"Liv, you're gonna have to say something," Cyrus said. "And besides, it could be worse. You could look bad in the photos. Half of the country's horny men are probably jacking off to it right now."
"Cyrus call a press conference."
"What are you gonna say?" Cyrus asked.
"Wait and see," Fitz said. "And then don't let me see you for the rest of the day because you're really pissing me off."
"Fine," Cyrus said as he headed out. "Be ready in 15 minutes."
"Are you okay?" Fitz said once the door closed behind Cyrus.
"No."
"I understand."
"God- what if he recorded me-"
Fitz held her face between his hands. "Look at me," he commanded. Olivia looked at him. "We're gonna make an example out of him very quickly. No one will dare leak anything private about you again. And I'm gonna find who leaked the information about Luna's cancer. No one is gonna get away with opening their mouth for fucking attention."
Olivia nodded."The girls are babies but what about Karen? What if the kids at school tell her or make fun of her?"
"We'll deal with it."
He wrapped her into his chest.
"No one's gonna wanna work with me anymore-"
"Stop," Fitz said. "Don't think that far ahead. We're gonna take it one day at a time." He kissed her softly on the lips and Olivia took a soft breath to try to calm down. "Is it okay if I hide out in the residence?"
"Sure, whatever makes today bearable."
Olivia smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. "Thanks."
Olivia headed to the residence through the passageway to the oval which was how they'd initially gotten to the oval earlier. Fitz headed down to the press room. He made it there just as the last set of reporters filed in. He stepped to the podium immediately and began speaking.
"It is a mistake to think that releasing intimate photographs of Olivia Pope taken without her consent is something that will go unpunished. If there is anyone out there that feels the need to feed into the frenzy created by the media by victimizing her for profit or attention- I would advise against it."
The room was deadly silent.
"Olivia Pope is my partner. We share two 11-month-old daughters, Lana and Luna Grant. - That is as much detail about my personal life as I will divulge. I will not answer any questions about details or provide specifics. I hope but I'm not truly convinced that you all will go back to reporting on what really matters instead of scavenging for gossip and making up salacious stories for ratings. Thank you for your attention," Fitz said before turning to walk out as they shouted questions.
Olivia smiled and then muted the tv as Fitz walked off. Lana grabbed at her hair as she jumped in her lap. "My sweet girl that was dada. He just told everyone that you and your sister are his little babies."
Luna was chewing on her toes as she rolled on the carpet.
Olivia switched the tv to a cartoon so the girls could listen as they played.
A while later, when she put them down for a nap after feeding them she finally decided to check her phone. She had hundreds of missed calls, thousands of emails, and texts. She dialed Abby who she saw had called her a few times.
She answered on the first ring.
"Liv, oh my god. I saw those pictures. Are you okay?"
"No, I'm trying to be," she said. "But I'm so fucking embarrassed I can't stand it. Can you imagine, the President's girlfriend has nudes online."
"It's not like you released them or even posed for them. In one of them, you were asleep. Obviously, people will understand that you were violated."
"You give people too much credit," she said.
"I saw Fitz's press conference. How do you feel about everyone knowing?"
"Not bad," Olivia said. "You know, I fell in love with the man who I knew was going to be president. If it wasn't for all the shitty things people were saying and the snooping into my life I would actually enjoy being public with him, still, I prefer this to the alternative."
"What's the alternative?"
"Not being with him at all," Olivia said with a chuckle. "Or being with him but he's married to Mellie."
Abby chuckled, "well I was just worried about you. I know it's a lot but I'm here for whatever you need. We need to burn whoever released them."
"It was Brandon."
"That piece of shit-"
"I want to stab him in his fucking face. I want to flay him and then drop him in a septic tank- god it just fucking kills me that he would do that just to be an asshole because I dumped him 4 years ago."
"Yeah well, now that I know it's him I'm filing a police report."
"Thanks, Abby."
"I love you, my soulmate."
"I love you too my fucking soulmate."
Abby laughed and hung up.
Fitz cleared his throat behind her and she jumped.
"Fuck-" she cursed and then smiled. "You can't scare me like that."
Fitz walked over to the crib and looked at the girls who were taking their late afternoon nap.
"I guess I know how you're doing," Fitz said as he moved from the girls and walked to Olivia.
"You were eavesdropping?"
"That's one of my favorite things to do," Fitz said. "Beware."
She chuckled. "I saw your press conference…"
"And.."
"Thank you," she said as she reached for him and kissed him. Fitz caressed her cheek as he gazed at her.
"Can I take you out?"
Olivia nodded.
"This weekend?" Fitz said
She nodded again with a smile. "At least I'll have the rest of the week to be mortified about those stupid fucking pictures."
"Yes!" Fitz said emphatically. He pecked her on the lips and then stood. "I have a few meetings in the oval office then a pretty long security briefing so I'm gonna be back around 6-ish, just in time for dinner."
"Okay well after dinner, I'm gonna head to the apartment. I'll try to be as quick as I can."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
Olivia shook her head and puckered her lips for another kiss. Fitz grabbed her and peppered her with kisses until she giggled. "Stay with the girls. I'll be okay. I'm just grabbing some of the things I can't do without and the girls' favorite toys and things. Everything else we can have later."
"Okay."
"When does Karen come home?"
"In a little while actually maybe around 5- she's gonna meet me in the oval so we can talk."
"Good luck," Olivia said.
Fitz nodded and headed out.
It was just after 6pm. Olivia sat the girls in their high chairs by the table as she waited for Fitz and Karen. The servers from the kitchen had plated dinner with covers and Olivia played around with the seating so Karen was sitting centered between them. She wanted to make sure she didn't feel left out, even unintentionally. The last few months have been fine but now that she would be living with Fitz, it would be different.
Just a few minutes later, Fitz and Karen arrived.
"Sorry, we're late," Fitz said.
"Olivia-" Karen said excitedly. "Dad says your gonna stay here with us now."
Olivia nodded, "come here, gimme a hug. I haven't seen you all day."
Karen ran over and hugged Olivia. Fitz kissed the twins and placed the small plates with shredded duck and shell pasta and cheese with mashed peas. They began eating immediately.
"How was camp?" she asked.
"Today was so boring but all my friends think you're pretty."
Olivia laughed, "is that so?"
"Yes and they think you dress so nice," Karen said with a smile then she turned to Fitz. "By the way daddy, family day is next week since it's our last week of camp and you have to come."
"I'll be there..barring any emergency."
"You always say that."
"Yes but I need to remind you every time that because of my job even though I really want to be there I might not if something dire pops up."
"I know dad, you don't have to keep reminding me," Karen said playfully. "It's all day. Olivia, can you come too?"
Olivia froze, unsure of what to say.
"I think that would be great," Fitz said.
"Uh...yeah sure," Olivia said with a smile.
Karen sat down and the three of them began eating the grilled duck and scalloped potatoes with grilled vegetables that were for dinner. Karen had mac and cheese just like the girls did. They ate and talked about mundane things throughout dinner and in the end, Karen went back to her room to take a bath and Fitz took the girls back to their bedroom. Olivia followed to grab her purse before she headed off.
"The nursery should be ready in a couple days," Fitz said. "We're just waiting for the paint fumes to completely disappear."
Olivia nodded and leaned in and kissed Luna's nose and then Lana's. They were both covered in food on their faces and in their hair and on their clothes and bibs. "Good night my blueberry muffins with streusel on top.. Dada is gonna clean you up and then give you some milk and read you a story then put you to bed. Momma's gonna see you tomorrow, okay?"
They both stretched for her from Fitz's arms and Olivia kissed them again. The moment she leaned in, Lana grabbed her hair and giggled then Luna grabbed her face. Once she was in front of them they began chewing on her face, slobbering and drooling all over her face in their attempt to kiss her. The food all over their faces transferred to Olivia's and she couldn't help but laugh.
"Thank you for kisses," she said, amused by their show of affection.
"Alright, mommy has to go," Fitz said as he tried to get their hands out of her hair.
Once she was finally free she kissed Fitz and then ran to the bathroom to clean the food from her face and hair. When she returned, the girls were in their diapers crawling and walking around the floor. She said goodbye to Fitz and headed out. Guards were waiting for her at the end of the hall and they drove her in a bulletproof SUV back to her apartment. There was a crowd of paparazzi and reporters in front of her building as well as a presence of police officers controlling the crowd. They didn't stop at the front where the paparazzi was, they pulled around the side that led to the parking garage for her building. There was a back door and when she exited the car, one of the guards led her through it and up the service elevator. The same way Fitz would enter.
Two guards were standing in front of her door when she arrived and the other two accompanied her.
"We'll come in," one of them said.
"No, it's alright, I'll be really quick," she said. "Just wait here. 15 minutes and I'll be out."
Olivia opened the door with her key and flipped on the lights. Her apartment was cleaner than she left it but then she remembered that Tina, her cleaner, came in on Saturday morning, before the craziness began. She headed to her bedroom to find a duffle bag and get all her important documents. She had flipped the lights on in the hallway so she could see the path before her. When she got to her bedroom. It was an absolute wreck. Her clothes and bags were thrown all over.
"What the fuck," she cursed. Then she remembered her safe with about $50,000 in cash and her social security card and birth certificate and all over important documents for herself and the girls and quickly reached up the top shelf over her closet and it was gone. The moment she turned around, she felt something hard against her head and everything went black.
There was ringing in her eyes, painful ringing. Her head was pounding and she could hear muffled voices.
"Dude- this is bad- this is fucking bad-"
"Calm down-"
"You just fucking bashed the president's girlfriend in the head- you said she wasn't gonna be here-"
"She wasn't supposed to be here-"
"How are we gonna get out? We can't leave through the fucking front and there's a secret service van in the back so we can't leave back through the fire escape."
"Just-"
"You shouldn't have wrecked her bedroom-fuck- secret service is gonna come in here any minute now and blow our fucking head offs-"
"She wasn't supposed to come back-"
"Everybody shut up!"
She squinted and barely opened her eyes to see three men dressed in all back and ski masks in her closet.
"Fuck- she's waking up," one of them said.
Her vision was blurry. She saw one of them rushing over to her but couldn't find her voice to scream. She was too dazed, too confused and the ringing in her ear and pounding in her head wouldn't stop.
He grabbed her and banged her head against the floor and she was unconscious again.
"Fuck-dude-"
"It had to be done. She would have screamed."
"We're running out of time- she's been out for a minute. They're gonna come looking for her."
"We're just gonna have to take the chance and go back through the fire escape. It's dark, maybe they won't see us."
"Fuck it- we're gonna have to chance it-"
"Wait- the safe- I bet she got cash in there- why don't we get her to open it-"
"No- it's not worth it man-"
"We gotta leave with something-"
"A couple of her fucking Hermes bags are worth 50k-her diamonds are worth even more-"
"But we can get cash too-"
"Fuck," one of them said as he walked over to Olivia and shook her. Another brought over the safe.
"I don't know about this-"
"Shut up, let's just get her to open it and then get out of here-"
"This is stupid-"
One of the men shook her again and again until she opened her eyes.
"Dan, go be the lookout-" he said then turned back to Olivia and pressed a finger over her mouth. "Listen, we need your help. We need you to tell us how much money is in the safe and then we need you to open it."
"Please-" Olivia mumbled with his fingers pressed against her lips.
"Come on," he whispered, "you don't need the cash. Just opened the safe-"
"My head-" she began to cry.
He pulled out a knife and pressed it against her throat. "I need that code and I need it now."
The other man, Dan, walked to the door of the closet, and immediately he was greeted with a gun pressed into his chest by a secret service agent. He held up his hand immediately and stepped back.
Three other agents walked into the room with guns pointed. "No one moves."
The man who was beside Olivia with the knife froze.
"Drop the knife," an agent said as he walked over and pressed the gun at the back of his head.
"If I drop it, you'll shoot me," he said shakily.
"Drop it," the agent said again, "right fucking now."
"Step back and let us out"
The agent fired off three quick shots into his head and he fell over on Olivia and blood splattered everywhere.
"Shitttt-" one of the other men screamed but an agent yanked him against the wall and pressed his face against the wall.
The agent pulled the blooded thief from Olivia and threw him to the side then lifted her in his arms. "You're okay, you're okay," He said as he carried her out.
Tom knocked on Fitz's bedroom door and waited for him to respond but instead moments later Fitz opened the door and quietly stepped out.
"I just got the twins to go to sleep after chasing them around for 15 minutes….just…be quiet."
"Sir," was all Tom said.
Immediately Fitz knew it was dire. "Fuck- please don't fucking tell me something happened to Olivia."
"The nanny is on her way to look after the girls," Tom said nervously. "Ms. Pope is being taken to the hospital."