Olivia and Fitz touched down in D.C in the mid-afternoon.

She was a bit confused as to why they were taking the same car but she assumed he was going to drop her at her apartment and then head to the whitehouse.

She was a little distracted by eating, she had packed a ton of snacks for the flight and she intended on finishing them all before she got to her apartment.

It wasn't until approaching the white house gates that she realized that they were not en route to her apartment.

"Why am I at the whitehouse?"

"What do you mean why? Wait, you didn't think I was going to let you go back to your apartment did you?"

"Well yea, I did, Fitz I'm not staying at the whitehouse."

"You can stay at Blair house if you'd like but those are your 2 options, White house or Blair house." Fitz smiled.

"Fitz you're not funny, just please take me home."

"You are home."

"Fitz-"

"White house or Blair house, take your pick."

She sat with her hands crossed and after a while she relented.

"Blair house." she huffed.

"I thought you'd say that, which is why I had Lauren pick up some of your things from your apartment and drop them there." Fitz couldn't hide his amusement.

"But you can't go to Blair house yet, you'll stay in the residence until I can take you to Blair house myself later."

"Why not?" She asked annoyed.

"Well for one, it will give you a chance to speak to Karen and Gerry and I also don't want you with these guards by yourself."

"Fitz I was hoping you would talk to Karen and Gerry for me."

He chuckled.

"No, that one is all you, I'm staying out of it and I have a lot of business to take care of, I won't make it to the residence till night, I'm sure."

Olivia sighed.

They snuck into the residence, once Fitz changed and dropped her off, he headed straight to the oval. Earlier, he had Lauren schedule a press conference in the press room for 4pm and he had only 5 minutes to get there.

He ran into Cyrus on his way to the oval.

"Cy I need you to set up a meeting with the heads of security, in a half hour." Fitz ordered.

"Sir, why-"

"Get it done Cyrus."

Fitz walked off not bothering to hear what Cyrus had to say.

He grabbed his pin and cufflinks along with some documents that he usually kept in his drawer and then turned and headed back to the press room.

He arrived just in time for the start of the conference.

When the white house press secretary introduced him, he stepped on the stage.

"Good afternoon. I called the press conference today because I have something I want to share with the American people. It is a private matter but I realize that it will affect a lot of people's decision to vote for me so nonetheless, I would like be to be honest. Olivia Pope and I are expecting a child together."

Immediately the room went crazy with reporters firing questions a mile a minute.

"One at a time."

A reporter from the daily news rose her hand and Fitz pointed to her, giving her the floor to speak.

"How far along is she?"

"21 weeks."

Another reporter jumped up.

"Mr. president, are you two going to get married?"

"We are engaged, yes."

They started clammering questions again.

"When did you two begin the relationship?"

FItz could see Cyrus at the corner ofthe room, as red as a tomato.

"That's all the questions I will take for now. Thank you, ladies and Gentlemen.?"

FItz about faced out of the room.

Cyrus ran behind him, he was livid.

"What the fuck? Are you serious Fitz, in the middle of the presidential campaign?"

Fitz kept his pace, he was walking so fast Cyrus had to jog lightly behind him.

FItz didn't respond, he just kept walking until he reached the oval office.

"Do not forget your place Cyrus."

"No it's you who forget, I will quit and leave you here in this shithole by yourself."

"Then quit!" FItz screamed.

His face was dangerously serious, he didn't have time for Cyrus' theatrics, he had a lot to do.

"I'll replace before the evening is over."

Cyrus realized Fitz was serious, so he tried to backtrack.

"Sir, I just don't think that was a good move for the campaign."

"I think you forget Cyrus. You do not run my campaign."

Cyrus sighed.

"The heads of security are on their way sir. The situation room is prepped and ready for 4:30."

Cyrus got tired of Fitz not listening to him.

"Thank you CY, that will be all."

With that Cyrus headed out.

Then his office phone rang.

He picked up.

"Hello?"

"Sir, I have your campaign managers on the line."

"I'm busy Lauren, take a message."

"Yes sir."

It was a few minutes before his meeting in the situation room, so Fitz decided to make his way there.

When he got to the room, people were still making their way in. He sat in his chair patiently and waited for everyone to arrive.

The secretary of state was there, the head of the CIA, THE NSA, head of secret service,a few members from the senate intel committee and state department, among others.

"Good evening everyone, I called this meeting today because I recently found out that there is a covert spy agency called B-613 that is government funded but operates outside of the chain of command of any US government official. Do you see why I might be confused? How is an agency funded by the government but doesn't answer to the government and how did the head of this agency, manage to sneak his agents into my secret service detail with the intention of spying on personal life and gaining intel on classified information."

Fitz paused, no one in the room said a word or made the slightest movement, not even Cyrus.

"Now call me foolish, but I thought I hired you to protect the American people, myself and my family included."

The room was still eerily quiet.

"Sir, how do you know this?" The secretary of state asked.

"Yesterday, one of my agents handed me a call where, Rowan, I believe is what he calls himself, personally threatened my life and if I didn't fall to command."

FItz paused and looked at the head of secret service.

"Mary, you're the head of secret service, do you care to tell me how that happen?"

"Sir, I had no idea this was going on I will do ev-"

"Of course you had no idea it was happening Mary, that's why it happened."

"I will get you an entirely new detail."

Fitz sighed, he was livid.

"Do you know which guards are double agents and which guards are not?"

FItz sat back and waited for her to answer.

"No sir?"

"Do you see why replacing my old agents with new agents wouldn't exactly solve the problem? The problem with your agency is that it is corrupt, I want all the agents fired and detained, I mean all of them, even the one's that don't guard me or my family, effective immediately. I want you to start from scratch with the new agents and I want severe background checks. I realize that will take a lot of time and effort on your part, I will let you get to it. That will be all from you Mary."

"Thank you Sir."

Mary got up and left.

"That brings me to next concern of mine. Since I just fired my entire detail, I will need protection, I think some really scary marine sentries will do."

"I will get right on it Sir." said John, one of his head's of security.

"Now that leaves the rest of us here to figure out how to get rid of this agency."

Fitz paused and looked around the room.

"Show of hands of those of you who were aware of the agency?"

Head of NSA raised his hand.

"What do you know Greg?"

"I heard chatter about this a few years ago. I tried to look into but access was cut off years ago?"

"By who?"

"I'm not sure Sir."

"Well I need you to start looking again, I need to know what exactly is it that they do."

Fitz turned to the secretary of state.

"In the meantime, I think we need to figure out where they are getting funding from and cut it, it's hard to keep an agency afloat with no money. Does anyone else have any ideas?"

They talked for hours, bouncing ideas off of each other to figure out how to get rid of the agency.

Back at the residence, Olivia was waiting nervously for Karen and Gerry to come home from school. Their school dismissed a few hours earlier but Gerry had Soccer and Karen had drama club.

Olivia lunged around the balcony, didn't know what to do with herself but worry about Rowan and Fitz. She didn't think Fitz was taking Rowan's threat seriously at all and that worried her a great deal because she knew when her father threatened someone, he meant it. She knew she had to do something, she just had to figure out exactly what that was.

She was so lost in thought that she didn't see Karen standing behind her.

"Liv?" Karen said softly.

She turned around to see Karen.

"Can I sit with you?"

"UHm.. sure Kare."

They sat quietly for a few moments.

"Do you like life at the White house?" Olivia asked.

"It's over rated but the chef being on call isn't bad."

Karen had grown a great deal since Olivia last saw her, she was in puberty and had gotten a smidge taller.

"Olivia did you leave because you got pregnant?"

"No but how do you know that? Did your dad tell you that?"

She had on the chunky sweater, she was sure Karen didn't see her stomach because it just wasn't that big.

"No, he told everyone."

"What do you mean he told everyone?"

"When I was on my way home from school, my friend sent me the video. He announced it in the press room."

Olivia got up and ran back inside the bedroom and turned on the tv.

"President Grant admits to expecting a child with former campaign manager and communications director Olivia Pope. What are you thoughts Mike?"

"I for one think that they were together way before he's admitting to. I mean she jumped in front of a bullet for him for Christ's sake, barely two weeks after he got divorced, there was no way they were just 'friends' they must have been together while he was married."

"Now now Mike that's is purely conjecture. Give them a break, he's not married now so what if he's having a child with her, he clearly loves her or else he wouldn't risk his re-election chances for her."

"A president who knocks someone up out of wedlock, is that the sort of example he should be setting?"

"Oh please Mike, this isn't Iran, we aren't under sharia law, there is nothing illegal about what he did, they are two consensual adults and they are engaged, your criticism is completely biased."

"It is not, you just can't admit that you're favorite president isn't perfect. Do you remember Amanda tanner?"

"They discredited those rumors years ago, you've got nothing Mike-"

Karen turned of the tv. Olivia still stood frozen in front of it.

"Liv, you okay?" Karen asked softly.

"I can't believe your father just did that."

"I know me either, I can't believe he didn't tell me first, he knows I always wanted a little sister."

"Can I see your stomach?"

Olivia was trying to control herself, she didn't want Karen to see her angry or scared.

"Sure."

She lifted her sweater so Karen could see her bump.

Immediately Karen whole demeanor changed.

"Oh my god Liv, it's so cute. Is it a boy or girl? Do you know? Please be a girl!" Karen screamed excitedly.

Olivia smiled halfheartedly.

"Do you want to touch my stomach?"

"Can I?" Karen's eyes lit up.

"Of course."

Karen rested her hands gently on Olivia's stomach.

"Can we name her Chloe?"

"Karen, I'm not even sure if it's a girl yet remember."

"Oh yea right." Karen laughed.

Karen played around with her stomach for a while. She put her ears close to her belly so she could listen, then raised her head.

"Oh my god, Gerry is going to freak out. Do mind if I call and tell him, he should be coming home soon."

"No I don't mind."

Karen ran out the room. Sometimes she thanked god that Karen was so young and was easily distracted because at least she didn't have to have the "why I left" conversation with her right now.

She was so enraged she felt like she was going to burst. She couldn't believe Fitz could be so reckless and inconsiderate.

She called his office from the landline in his room but there was no answer. She didn't know what to do so she turned the tv back on and watched people she'd never met either shame her or defend her, both with equal intensity. It was on every channel, everyone was talking about her, things that were petty and unimportant but they reported on it anyways.

She was overwhelmed, she had no idea what Rowan would do now that he knew she was pregnant, she turned the tv of and went back on the balcony to sit.

Fitz was in the meeting for hours, when he finally came out it was around 9pm. He headed to the oval office only to be greeted by the O.P.A. team. The minute he walk in Abby went off.

"How could you not tell me she was here, when did you find her?"

Fitz was pleasantly surprised that they cared more about Olivia's return than his campaign.

"Couple days ago, she's in the residence, if you want to speak with her."

"She is, great. Let's go."

"I'm not coming I have work to do, I'll have the sentires escort you though"

"Yea, where is your regular detail? And why do the new guards all have those huge guns now?" Harrison asked.

"Because I fired them and replaced them with Marine sentinels till I can get better guards."

"Why?"

"It's a long story, I'll explain later."

"Okay but you're coming with us because I want both of you guys infront of me when I curse you both out." Abby said flatly.

"Come on " Harrison called as they walked out the door.

Fitz knew he couldn't avoid her much longer, he was sure she was pissed at him but it had to be done.

"Okay but protect me because she might kill me."

"Why?"

They were walking down the hallway now.

"Because she didn't know I was going to make the announcement."

"I half want to kill you, every reporter within a 50 mile radius is outside of O.P.A and don't even get me started about your campaign. I've been on 5 news programs this evenings and so has Harrison."

Abby chuckled.

"God I can't believe she's pregnant" Quinn said.

Huck hadn't said a word since they got to the White House.

When they got to the residence, Karen saw them walking down the hallway.

"Dad Olivia locked herself in the bedroom and won't come out."

"What?"

"Yea, she didn't eat dinner with us or anything and dad why do we have new guards?"

"I'll explain later sweetie." Fitz headed to his bedroom to see what was going on with Olivia.

"Hey guys." Karen greeted the team.

"Hey karen, what's up with Liv?"

"I think she's mad at dad but I uhmm...I'm gonna head to bed, it's pretty late and still haven't finished my homework."

Karen, hugged them goodbye and then went to her room.

They stood awkwardly in the hallway as they waited to see Olivia.

Fitz knocked on the bedroom door but there was no answer. He tried to open it but no luck.

"Olivia open the door."

She still wasn't answering.

He got worried, now was not the time for her to pull something like this.

"Olivia open the door!" he yelled.

"No!" she said flatly.

He calmed down now that he knew she was okay.

"Open the door Olivia." he voice was calm and flat.

"No."

Fitz was getting annoyed.

"Open the Damn door Olivia!"

Her team heard Fitz yell and walked down the hallway to find the bedroom.

"I'm losing my mind, I can't take it anymore." she sobbed

"Livie please let me in."

Abby and the team finally found Fitz.

"Liv, what's going on?" Harrison asked.

"I don't wanna see anybody, I don't wanna see anybody." she cried.

"It's okay, just me Livie."

He heard the crying stop.

She opened the door slightly to let him in.

He found her sitting on the floor behind the door. He sat beside her.

"Livie please talk to me." he said softly.

She didn't say anything for a while, she just snivelled quietly and wiped her eyes. Then she got up abruptly and stormed off.

"Where are you going?"

"Far away from you!" she yelled.

"You are not going anywhere with my child inside of you." Fitz raised his voice to match hers.

Abby and the team were on the other side of the door.

"I think it's time to leave." Harrison whispered.

Harrison and Quinn nodded and then they made their way out of the residence.

Fitz got up and followed her.

"Is that why you did that, so that everywhere I go people will know I'm carrying your child." she turned around and faced him.

"What did you think was going to happen? Did you think no one would ever find out? What, you were suppose to have the baby in secret and you raise her at your apartment and I would stop by after work, raise my child for a couple hours, screw you and then go back to the white house."

She stormed up to him.

"No screw you asshole!" she screamed.

"Anytime, anywhere."

She slapped him.

He threw his head back and palm his face, the slap didn't hurt but he realized that the argument had gone too far.

"Olivia all of this fighting isn't good for the baby, just go to bed."

"You're right, I will go to bed, in here, you can go somewhere else."

"Whatever makes you happy Olivia, goodnight."

Everything he was doing was making her angrier, her hormones were raging.

She huffed.

Fitz rolled his eyes and made his way to another bedroom.

The next morning Olivia woke up early and went down to the kitchen. She felt terrible for how she behaved in the night so she figured she'd bring Fitz breakfast and apologize.

While the chef prepared the food, she went to scout the rooms to figure out which one he was sleeping in.

When she found it, she went back down to the kitchen to check on the food and it was fully prepared and placed in a tray.

She walked carefully with the tray back to the room and placed it on coffee table in front of the couch he was sleeping on.

She sat on the table.

He was still sleeping in his suit from the night before, his jacket was thrown on the floor.

"Hey Fitz wake up."

She caressed his cheek.

"Fitz-"

He jumped up.

"What time is it?"

"Don't worry, it's early."

He laid back down, he didn't say anything.

"I brought you breakfast. Uhmm.. eggs, bacon and toast."

FItz smiled,, which made her smile.

"And did you happen to eat any of my bacon while I was sleeping because that looks like bacon grease right there at the side of your mouth."

She wiped her mouth with her hand shyly.

"The baby ate it."

FItz chuckled.

"You know you're giving me whiplash with these mood swings of yours."

She held her head down embarrassed.

"That's why I'm here. I wanted a apologize for my behavior last night, it was deplorable and inexcusable and I'm really really sorry. I should've never hit you, I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

"I forgive you, and I'm sorry as well for not telling you before but you would have just tried to convince me not to and I would have still done it anyways."

"I'm don't even think I'm angry that people know, I knew that was coming, I'm angry because I feel like you're provoking my father and you're not taking his threat seriously and I'm living in perpetual fear that he is going to walk up to you and shoot you and that scares me."

FItz sat up and faced her and held her hands in his.

"I am taking his threat seriously, have you seen the new guards."

"No, we have new guards."

"Yes, I replaced the entire white house detail with marine sentries and sentinels. We are safe here and I have all the heads of security and security chiefs, NSA, CIA and state department guys looking for him. We are cutting funding from his agency and we have all the secret service agents detained until we can figure this thing out. That's a start don't you think."

"You did all that, why didn't you tell me?"

"I was going to tell you last night. Look, what your father did to you, he will never do to you again. I'll keep you safe Livie I promise or I'll die trying."

"Don't say that, no death, ever."

"Okay, whatever you say." he kissed her forehead and made her blush.

"Remember when you said, anywhere, anytime."

Fitz opened his eyes wide.

"I'm thinking the shower, I can show you how sorry I am."

"I think that's perfect."

Olivia got up and dragged Fitz up too.

"Let's go daddy."