Two months later.
Fitz sat at his desk going over some topics with his communications team just to make sure they were on the same page when his phone dinged. He saw that Olivia texted him and opened his phone to see the text, realizing it was a picture, he smiled, wondering what she sent him. When he opened the text, he was greeted by a pair of swollen, succulent breasts.
He cleared his throat.
"I need a minute, we'll resume in 30 minutes," he announced to the room.
Everyone nodded and filed out, once they were out be dialed Olivia and walked over to his door and locked it.
"Do you like them?" was the first thing she said once the line connected, not even bothering to say hello.
"Are you trying to kill me, I was in the middle of a meeting when you decided to send my damn heart rate up and give me an erection?"
"You have an erection right now?" she asked, amused.
"It's halfway there, just moan my name and I'll be cuming in my pants."
"Fitz..." she moaned.
"I'm hanging up."
"No, I'm in the residence, I left work early, that picture was my way of telling you to come up here and have sex with me, I'm really horny and hungry but I just ordered bacon wrapped shrimp which takes care of the hunger so now I'm just horny."
"Give me 5 minutes, you know that elevator is a little slow."
Olivia giggled over phone.
"4 minutes tops."
Fitz hung up and headed to the residence, thanking god the entire way for Olivia, he just couldn't fathom how he managed to be so lucky.
He got to the bedroom in 4 minutes and found Olivia on the bed naked, rubbing her baby bump. He quickly pulled off his jacket and tie as the walked over to her on the bed and kissed her, pulling off his pants and shirt simultaneously.
"I just need to tell you that you were the sexiest woman before but somehow even more so when you're pregnant, look at those fucking breast, I just want to suffocate myself with them," he said in between kisses.
She laughed, "oh my god, just hurry up and take it off, take it all off and stop telling me how much you want to die in my body parts."
Once Fitz was naked he climbed on the bed, there options when it came to different sex positions became more and more limited, however it was of no consequence because Olivia loved anything that resulted in an orgasm for her.
Olivia kneeled and bent over, poking her ass out for Fitz. he pulled her towards him and spread saliva on his tip then slowly slide his penis in.
He found it more than amusing to experience all the ways her body changed during pregnancy, her breasts, her hips and most interestingly her vagina, it somehow managed to get wetter than before, it was incredible.
"Mmhm," Olivia moaned softly.
"You like that baby?"
"Yess…I love it, do it harder."
She thrust her hips back on him.
"Oh shit, somebody's eager," he teased as he thrust forward to meet her hips.
Olivia smiled and bit her lips, "faster baby."
Fitz began pumping faster but he subconsciously couldn't bring himself to go too fast or too hard no matter how much she begged because she had his child inside her.
He grabbed onto her ass and spread her cheek apart as he continued to pump into her.
Fitz fucked her to an orgasm, holding her tightly as he came as well. Once the orgasm passed, Olivia dropped on the bed in front of him, trying to catch her breath.
"I'm not done with you yet baby?" he teased as he pulled her towards him with her legs spread out in front of him.
"Okay but just so you know, I ordered bacon wrapped shrimp and I told them to bring it in 30 minutes so they should be coming know."
"Wait- did you order enough for me?"
"Of course I did, it's your first favorite food, wrapped around your third favorite food."
Fitz smiled and laid beside her.
"Did you tell them to bring that sweet, spicy sauce on the side."
"Of course."
"What about round two?" she asked.
"Not when bacon wrapped shrimp is on it's way, you must be crazy."
Olivia gasped, feigning hurt and slapped his arm.
"Rude."
There was a knock on the door, "it's Paul from the kitchen Ms. Olivia."
Olivia sighed, "oh my god, this kid won't stop calling me Ms. Olivia, I feel like a 90 year old."
Fitz laughed, "yeah it does sound pretty bad."
"Coming," Olivia said loudly.
She got up slowly and pulled on her robe, tying a knot around her waist as she walked to the door to collect her food.
She took her food, thanked the aide gratefully and then closed the door and brought the tray back to the bed and laid beside Fitz.
She sniffed the food, "it's so beautiful," she said, fake crying.
Fitz took a shrimp and dipped it in the sauce and then fed it to Olivia.
"So," he said as he ate one as well, "why did you come home early today?" he asked.
"I was exhausted, with all the campaign travelling and work at the lab, I literally fell asleep at my desk today and I thought 'I'm pregnant, I have a excuse for everything for the next 4 months so I'm taking advantage,'."
Fitz chuckled.
"I'm sorry, I know the campaign is hectic, I keep telling you to let me take you off the schedule for some events, I don't want you travelling too much and wearing yourself out."
"I told you, I'm fine, I like travelling with you, if I didn't travel with you I'd never see you, you're so busy all the time."
"I'm sorry...I can take a few days off from campaigning."
"I told you, you don't have to, I'm fine I was just tired and I wanted to take the afternoon off, the last thing you need to do is to take time off, especially with the stunt Mellie just pulled."
"Mellie, the gift that keeps on giving?"
"Are you surprised?"
"That she would campaign for Reston against me, no. He's still behind in the polls and if there's anything Mellie's hates, it's losing, she'll give it up soon enough."
Fitz rubbed her stomach gently, "I wish I could just lay here with you for the rest of the evening, I'm exhausted."
"Then why don't you, just take the rest of the day off, lie and tell them you're sick or something and just lay here with me, It's not like you have any campaign events today."
"I want to but…"
"But?"
"I have a lot going on, I can't just take the evening off and didn't you just say the last thing I need to do is to take time off."
"I know but I said that 5 minutes ago, it's in the past, let it go Fitz and you can take the evening off, you're pregnant wife is begging you," Olivia said with a pout.
"You know, everytime you say that I do whatever you tell me to."
"Yeah, I know, that's why I say it."
She leaned over and kissed him and then bit a piece of her shrimp.
"Where would I be without you?" he wondered aloud.
"I don't know and as long as you act right, you'll never have to find out."
Fitz smiled, then he remembered the picture of her breast she sent earlier.
"I have to delete the picture you sent me."
"Why, my face isn't in it."
"I know but I can't risk it leaking, it won't good whether your face is in it or not, the media will either think it's you or someone else, and if it's someone else that means I'm cheating."
Olivia chuckled, "and if you're cheating then I'd have to kill you but don't worry, I'll be the main one at your funeral crying because I'd miss you after you were gone."
Fitz laughed, almost choking on his shrimp.
"You're the best," he smiled, "you remember our first date?"
"Of course, it was amazing and you looked so handsome, all night, you know I love you in a tux with your hair all slicked back."
She squeezed his cheek and kissed his nose.
"You know, if I weren't with you right now I probably have lost my mind already, I mean I can't can't get over how lucky I am, you married me, were having a kid in a few months, I never thought I'd have another kid and now it's happening, I'm just so excited."
Olivia smiled.
"Speaking of excitement, I wanted us to start shopping the baby."
"But we don't know what you're having, I thought you said you needed to know the sex before buying stuff."
"I know but I already planned on having our baby wear a lot of cream, I was thinking the whole nursery could be cream, I don't want our child to get stuck up on color-gender thing."
"I like cream, the whole boy blue, girl pink thing is...ugh."
Olivia reached over to the nightstand and grabbed her laptop.
"Let's spend some money, Bergdorf's has some really cute baby stuff."
"Let's do it," Fitz agreed.
She went to the website and then clicked the baby tab.
"What should we look at first?"
"Well… we'll need a baby carriage."
Olivia clicked the strollers and pram icon and they began looking through the options.
"I really like bugaboo pram- wait why don't we go to the website and see if they have more options."
"Yeah cause I think we'll need a different color, I don't like this color."
"Yeah me either."
She googled the Bugaboo website, she was elated when she saw they had an option to customize the pram, which they did, ordering it in a cream color and black base with additional accessories and then added it to the online shopping cart.
"Are you ready to order our first item for our baby?"
"Yes, let me get my credit card."
"Don't worry, I have it memorized."
Fitz chuckled as Olivia finished checking out the baby carrier and after she was finished they went back to the Bergdorf website. They didn't have many options when it came to clothes because they didn't know the sex of the baby so they stuck to baby blankets, bibs and plush toys.
"Fitz this bathrobe has little hood with ears, that's so cute, we have to get it," she said as she added it to the cart.
"You have to get that lamby, every kid needs a stuffed lamby."
"Did Gerry have one?"
"Yes, till he was like three, the thing was disgusting but he loved it."
Olivia smiled and added it to the cart.
"Oh my god, these bibs are shaped like animal, we have to get all of them," Olivia said with a chuckle and then sighed, "this is why I haven't looked at anything, it's so hard to shop for a baby when you don't know the sex, I mean look this dress it's so cute for a baby girl but also this little onesie is really cute for a baby boy, I need to know what I'm having."
"Yeah, I liked the idea of waiting but now it's like pulling teeth, the suspense is killing me."
"I know- look it's a stuffed cowboy pig, that's one of the cutest things I've ever seen."
Fitz laughed, "get it!"
They spent hours on the laptop shopping until Olivia was convinced that there was nothing else she could order without knowing the sex of the baby. She closed her laptop and put the empty plate from the bacon wrapped shrimp on top of the night stand.
"So, are you sure you're ready to know the sex because I can have the ultrasound tomorrow and maybe we can still throw the party, this weekend-if you have time?"
"Olivia I'll make time, you know that."
"I know that you're busy, we're both busy I just want to make sure I'm doing it at a time that good for you. I heard about this place, Abby told me about it, you tell them the sex of the baby and they bake either a blue or pink cake and then that's how you find out the gender."
"They can do that, I like that, we should do that."
"Okay perfect, let me call Abby."
Olivia grabbed her phone and dialed Abby, then put the phone on speaker.
"Liv, what's up."
"Hey, I'm here with Fitz, I told him about the whole gender reveal cake and we want to do it, this weekend because we're ready to know what we're having."
"Finally, shit, you know how long I've been telling you to do this but once Fitz says to do it, you know...let's plan a party," Abby teased.
"Shut up," Fitz chimed in.
Olivia and Abby laughed.
"I want a party, I want lots of food and candy, I want chocolate fountain and only invite people I like, you're the godmother though, so you have to plan it."
"Okay when?"
"Friday- is that good for you Fitz?
"Friday's good."
"Friday Abby, Friday's good, maybe around 6 in the evening. I'm going to get another ultrasound tomorrow and I'll have the doctor send you the results."
"Okay perfect."
"Alright, I'll talk to you later, bye."
"Wait- I wanna have some girl chat."
"Girl bye, I finally have my husband to myself after almost a month, we're spending time together, I can't chat with you right now."
"You live together, you always have him to yourself."
"Abby, you're breaking up- I gotta go, bye."
Olivia hung up quickly.
Fitz laughed, "you're terrible."
"What? Do you want to spend our time together talking to Abby."
"Of course not," he said laughing.
Olivia placed her phone on the nightstand.
"What time it is?" Fitz asked.
She reached over and checked her phone again.
"It's almost 7."
"Time is going by pretty fast."
"Yeah, why don't we grab a shower, maybe I'll give you a blowjob in the shower and you can give me the second round you promised me-"
"Continue."
Olivia smiled, "and then we can order some food from the kitchen and watch a movie and maybe have an early night and catch up on some sleep."
"That's sounds perfect," Fitz replied with a smile.
The next night Olivia laid in bed with her 5 months pregnant stomach waiting for Fitz to come to the residence. It was late, she'd called him a couple time but he didn't return her calls and she thought to go to his office but she knew he was busy, that's the only time he didn't return her calls.
Every night Fitz would rub her stomach with oil partly to minimize stretch marks but also because she thought it was a great way from him to bond with their unborn child. He would talk or sing to her belly. She was beginning to feel slight flutters but not out right kicks at 5 months and those flutters would multiply exponentially whenever Fitz sang or spoke to her stomach.
She turned on the news as she waited, it was almost midnight, all they were covering was the latest chemical attack in Syria that killed thousands of men, women and children.
It bothered her, it more than bothered her it hurt her heart and apart of the reason she so anxiously wanted to see Fitz was to ask him what his plans was when it came to Syria.
She watched as all the pundits voiced their opinion on what he should do next. Frustrated, she began flipping through the channels because that one panel was being particularly harsh on Fitz and she couldn't stand it, that was when Fitz opened the door and walked in, looking worst than she expected. She muted the tv and sat up on the bed.
"Fitz are you okay?"
"It's been a long, disastrous day."
He walked over to her and stopped by the side of the bed, leaning down to kiss on the lips and then kiss her stomach her before he pulled off his jacket. He could see Max sleeping cozily beside her on the bed.
"Can we talk about it?"
"Yeah but can I just shower first, I'll be quick."
Olivia nodded, "okay, a really quick shower, did you eat dinner at your office?"
"No, I didn't get a chance to."
"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen and grab you something while you shower."
"Thanks."
She got up slowly and slid on her bed slippers then headed to the kitchen. The late chef was on duty so she had him make a quick bacon turkey sandwich for Fitz and as she watched the chef prepare the sandwich she realized she wanted one as well and had him prepare one for her too. When the food was finished she brought the tray of sandwiches back to the bedroom and found Fitz sitting on the bed in his robe, drying his wet hair.
"I have dinner," she said cheerfully.
She walked over and placed the tray on the bed then sat beside him.
"So what's up?"
"Wait, are these two sandwiches for me?" he asked, looking down at the tray.
"No, of course not, one's for me, I'm pregnant and I'm always hungry, you should be glad I'm not eating both of them."
He smiled and turned to Max.
"You spoil him you know, you and Gerry, he's gonna have a hard time adjusting when the baby comes. He sleeps in our bed most nights and when he's not in our bed, he's in Gerry's bed."
"I'm pretty sure Max sleeping in our bed is not the reason you worked till 12 tonight," she said as she bit a piece of her sandwich, "eat please."
Fitz took a bite of his sandwich then rested it back on the tray and picked Max up and brought him over to his doggie bed.
"Fitz no, I'm feeling maternal and I like Max sleeping in our bed."
Fitz brought him back to Olivia and rested him in her lap. She petted him with one hand and ate her sandwich with the other.
"Fitz what's going on, is it what's happening in Syria?"
"No."
"Are you still mad that Mellie is campaigning with Reston?"
He sighed and laid beside her on the bed.
"A story is going to break tomorrow."
"How bad is it?" Olivia said, slightly nervous and hoping badly it had nothing to do with her.
"Bad."
"Is it me?"
"No, if it was you I would have given you a heads up a lot earlier."
"So then who is it?"
"Mellie."
"Mellie, what about Mellie and why are you so bothered by it, after everything she's done and is still doing I think she deserves a little comeuppance."
Fitz sighed, she could see he was annoyed by her comment.
"The Times dig some digging and they know about Mellie's affair."
"Do they know that the man she was with tried to assassinate you."
"They know and they know that I knew about it."
"Oh my god."
"Yep, I have no idea how I'm going to tell Gerry, I spent all day trying to kill this story but they are dead set on running it, can you imagine," Fitz said laughing, "the first lady whose lover tried to kill the president? That story's gonna go down in infamy."
"I'm really sorry, I know you don't need this right now," she said.
Fitz sighed, "it's been a shitty, shitty day and then with the whole Syria thing too, everyone wants me to go to war, as if I can just get up and invade a country like I'm some king."
"They're killing children," Olivia stated simply.
"I know that but that doesn't mean I'm going to start a war that going to result in the deaths of even more people and cause even more atrocities just to stop the original atrocity."
"I'm not saying go to war, you know I don't believe in war, I'd never tell you to do that."
"Then what should I do?" he asked, genuinely needing her input.
"You can give them refuge; work with all the surrounding, stable countries in the middle east and Europe and even Australia to commit to taking refugees, even if it's a temporary basis."
"That's what I've been exploring but congress has already said they're not prepared to take in anymore refugees-"
"You've been at this all day," Olivia said cutting him off, "you need to eat and relax, we can talk more about it tomorrow and you need to figure out how you're going to tell Gerry about Mellie because he can't find out from the news or while he's at school."
"I know, I'm gonna pull him from school tomorrow."
Olivia laid back against the pillows and covered her legs with the blanket, Fitz threw the towel he had been using to dry his hair on the floor and then joined her under the covers.
"Should I have Abby cancel the party?"
"No, it's going to be a long weekend, we're gonna need a little fun."
"What do you think will happen, you know, when everyone finds out?"
"They're gonna open an investigation into Mellie."
"Did you give her a heads up."
"Yeah, I called her."
Olivia sighed and Fitz could tell she was annoyed.
"Olivia, regardless of my feelings for her, she is Gerry's mother."
"I know."
"So then what?"
"I don't know, I'm just annoyed."
"Why?"
"Because- I feel like you're defending her."
"She's Gerry's mother what am I supposed to do, I can't just hang her out to dry."
"She had her boyfriend try to kill you, she didn't care about Gerry when she did that."
"I know but if I played a tit for tat game with Mellie, it'll never end."
"She did it and they going to find her guilty after they complete their investigation, do you plan on pardoning her."
Fitz sighed, "Olivia, look- this is upsetting you so maybe we just shouldn't discuss it."
Olivia palmed her cheeks and sighed, "okay, fine."
"Do you want me to rub your stomach tonight?" he asked, hoping it would lighten her up.
"No."
"Oh come on Liv, please, I have a lot going on, I don't imagine Gerry's going to be happy tomorrow, I have Syria, North Korea, Iran, Russia and Pakistan on my ass, plus the campaign and congress and you're literally my only solace at the end of the day so please…"
"Okay, okay, okay, fine, you can rub my stomach."
"You're not upset?"
"Well not after you guilt tripped the hell outta me I'm not."
Fitz smiled and loosened the tie on her robe and opened it revealing her stomach then he reached over on the night table and took the bottle of oil then dripped it all over her stomach and began rubbing circles around her stomach.
Olivia leaned back and got comfortable.
"Sing to him," Olivia said.
"Her, you mean."
"I'm having a boy, I already told you that."
He chuckled.
"Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste…"
Olivia smiled, "Sympathy for the devil by The Rolling Stones. Our kid's gonna have great taste in music if you keep it up."
Fitz leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "I love you so much."
"I love you too," she said as she squeezed his cheeks.
He resumed singing to her as he rubbed her stomach until Olivia reached down and pulled his robe open then she spread her legs open and then she pulled him down by the collar of his robe and kissed him.
"I want you," she whispered.
Fitz pulled off his robe entirely and leaned over and felt in between her legs to gauge how wet she was before sliding himself in slowly and thrusting.
"Mmm...Fitz," she moaned.
He leaned over and kissed her.
"I love you," she whispered.
He kissed her again.
"I love you too."
Fitz pumped into her slowly, gripping his hands on her inner thigh to hold her leg open. He leaned down again and kissed her again then he stopped and switched their positions, lying behind her, in a spooning position and then he held her leg up in the air and entered her slowly again.
He took his time thrusting, kissing and licking her ear from behind. Olivia closed her eyes and slowly moved his hands from her stomach up to her breast, entwining her finger with his tightly.
She felt her orgasm slowly build with each stroke Fitz gave her.
There was something so new and intimate about sex with Fitz while being pregnant, somehow she felt more...love.
After a few more strokes, her orgasm took her. She squeezed his hand tightly, riding out her orgasm as Fitz came as well.
They laid in silence, panting, until Fitz finally pulled out and lean over on top of her, away from her stomach and kissed then he cuddled her under the blanket until they both fell asleep.
The next morning when Olivia woke up, Fitz was gone. She showered, brushed her teeth and got dressed and once she was done and preparing to call him to see where he was, Fitz walked through the door, he looked upset.
"What happened, did you talk to Gerry?"
"Yes and he's not happy, he hates Mellie for what she did and he hates me for not telling him."
"He's mad at you?"
"Yep."
"Did the story break yet?"
"No, not yet."
He walked over and sat on the armchair and loosened his tie. Olivia walked over to him and rested hands on his shoulders, "do you want me to talk to Gerry?" she asked.
"Would you, I feel like he listens to you."
"Yeah, I'll talk to him, where are you headed after this?"
"Oval."
"Okay, I'll meet you there- wait- did you have breakfast?"
"No, I had coffee but I'm alright."
"When I'm done talking to Gerry, we can have breakfast-"
"I'm not really hungry."
"You're eating."
Olivia slipped on her fluffy bed slippers, "I'll see you in a little while," she said as she headed out the door.
She walked down the hall to Gerry's room and took a deep breath before knocking his door; she waited a few seconds and when he didn't respond she knocked again.
"Gerry, it's Olivia can we talk."
A few seconds later, Gerry opened the door, allowing her to walk in. She sat on his armchair by his bed as Gerry sat on his bed, wrapped in the towel robe. He looked exactly like Fitz when he was angry.
"You look exactly like your father, when you're angry."
"Liv-"
"I know you're angry with your father right now so you don't want to hear it but regardless, it's true."
"Did he send you to talk to me?"
"He doesn't send me to do anything, I offered."
"Olivia, I'm not talking to him."
"Why not, tell me why you're so angry?"
"Because how could he keep that from me, ever since the divorce he's been forcing me to visit her, saying I need a relationship with my mom but how can he honestly think that when she had her boyfriend try to kill him- I mean, when he got shot she sat with me in the hospital acting as if it was the end of the world that dad got shot when she was the one who did it to him, how can I want a relationship with that."
"Gerry, I think you're being a little hard on you're father-"
"Of course you do, you're always on his side," Gerry said with a sigh, "my entire life he's been forcing this relationship between me and her when he knows how she is."
"Gerry, she's your mother."
"My mother that never loved or cared about me, barely spoke to me when I was younger, I was always with nannies or my dad, she never knew anything about me, she is a and always has been a terrible mother and dad was always made excuses for her and I'm sick of it."
"Your dad is a great father-"
"Obviously he's not that great," Gerry quipped.
Olivia had been trying to be understanding but now she was annoyed.
"My father sold me to terrorists to be beaten and starved for months and couldn't care less about whether or not I survived. What's the worst thing your father has ever done to you? I'll wait."
Gerry didn't respond, he couldn't.
"How long would you have to think before you could come up with something? Your mother hurt him, he was the one who laid with a bullet in his head in the hospital not you, he could have thrown her in jail but the only reason he didn't was because she's your mother, the only reason he protects her is because she's your mother, because he wants to protect you."
Olivia stood up slowly.
"A lot of people have shitty parents Gerry, most of the time they are worse than Mellie."
Olivia walked out and closed the door behind her then headed to the kitchen to grab breakfast. She was still annoyed at Gerry for his rational at being mad at Fitz but she has positive that he'd get over it soon enough, she'd never really known Gerry to be a brat.
She sat in the kitchen for almost 15 minutes as they prepared breakfast and once the food was done she headed to the oval office to meet Fitz.
She was surprised when she walked in and found Gerry and Fitz talking by the window, they shared a brief hug before they both turned around. Gerry headed for the exit, "thanks Liv," he said as walked through the door.
Olivia walked over to Fitz's desk and place the tray of food down.
"He apologized?"
"Yes, what did you say to him?"
"I told him to quit being a punk."
Fitz's mouth fell open in astonishment.
"I'm kidding baby, sheesh."
"No- I'm just- that would've been hilarious if you did."
Olivia chuckled, "no."
Fitz pulled up a chair in front of his desk so she could sit while they ate breakfast. In the middle of breakfast, the was a knock on Fitz's office door.
"It's showtime," Fitz said as he took his last piece of bacon.
"Come," he said loudly.
"Sir, it's up," his communication director said.
"Okay, well you know what to do," Fitz replied.
"Yes sir."
The man closed the door and headed out. Fitz stood up and straightened his jacket, "I have to go take care of some things are you gonna stay here?"
"No, I'm going to the residence, just call me if you need me to come back okay."
Fitz nodded and kissed her softly on the lips before heading out.
Olivia expected it to be bad, she didn't expect it to be disastrous. There were protests, there were congressional leaders calling for investigations, it was utter chaos. For the most part, everyone seemed sympathetic to Fitz but regardless they questioned why he didn't reveal that Mellie had been apart of the assassination attempt. Fitz released a statement saying they'd already investigated, and that while he knew about the affair, they couldn't prove Mellie had actually ordered her lover to assassinate him and that worked for a while but then other questions arose.
Olivia was adamant about canceling the gender reveal party but Fitz insisted it go on as planned.
It was friday evening, the party had already begun and Olivia and Fitz were running late because Fitz been on back to back calls with congressional leaders.
"Fitz we're almost an hour late," Olivia complained, "I told you we should have just cancelled."
"Just one sec, I'm coming right now."
Fitz stayed on the called for a few more minutes and then he finally hung up.
"I'm sorry it took so long."
"It's okay...I-I don't want to go."
"What do you mean you don't want to go."
"There is so much chaos right now and I really don't want to have this whole gender reveal party with all these people and have to pretend and smile, I'm not in the mood."
"There are a lot of people waiting for us, you want to blow them off."
"Yes."
"So you don't want to know the sex of our baby?"
"I do, just not at this party with all the excitement and people."
"Okay then...I guess we'll tell them something came up."
"Are you annoyed?"
"A little...I was looking forward to this after a crazy week, I'm ready to know what the sex of the baby is, I don't want to wait any longer."
Olivia had an idea.
"Stay here, I'll be right back."
Olivia went to the yellow room where everyone had gathered for the party, she made up some excuse as to why Fitz couldn't attend the party and since he wasn't able to attend they couldn't reveal the gender. She apologized profusely and thanked them all for coming then she took the cake from Abby, practically running from her to avoid further conversation and went back to the residence.
She walked out to the balcony where Fitz was sitting on the couch and placed the cake on the coffee table in front of him.
"You took it?" he said with a smile.
"Yep, Abby is furious but I'll deal with that tomorrow."
Fitz chuckled, "do you have a knife?"
"No, I was running so fast from everyone I didn't get a chance to get one."
"Okay, I'm gonna run to the kitchen, I'll be right back."
While Fitz went for the silverware and plates, Olivia took of her off heels and got comfortable on the couch. He was back after 5 minutes with forks, plates, a knife and 2 bottles of water. He sat beside Olivia and placed all the item on the table except for the knife.
"Do you wanna cut it?" he asked.
"No, you do it?"
"Okay but wait…this is the final time I'm going to ask you: girl or boy?"
"I'll be happy with either."
Fitz smiled, "me too."
"Okay now cut it, I'm anxious."
Fitz stuck the knife into the cake and cut a slanted line and then pulled out the knife, revealing blue cake.
"It's a boy," Olivia screamed, "we're having a boy! Yes! I told you!"
Fitz dropped the knife in the cake and kissed her excitedly.
"A boy!"
A/N - The next chapter will be the last.