"You're WHAT?" Olivia clapped a hand over Abby's mouth. "People will hear you." "You had an affair with the freakin president and now you're having his baby? This might actually be the craziest thing you've ever told me." "Abby no one can know about this okay? This stays between us, you can't tell anyone at the office. Not Huck, Harrison or Stephen, got it?

Abby nodded. "Okay well you can't keep it hidden for much longer, how are you going to play it off?" "I had a one night stand with a guy and I got pregnant and I'm keeping the baby. That's it."

"First of all, I have questions because you can't just drop a bomb on me and expect me not to ask. Does he know, are you ever planning on telling him? Secondly, was it good?" "No Abby, he doesn't know and he will never know. And I'm not going to answer your second question."

Abby made the motion of zipping up her mouth and throwing away the key. "Your secret's safe with me." Olivia turned away before walking into Huck's office. "Do you have the information on Lindsay Dwyer?" "28 years old brunette, fresh out of Stanford, had a boyfriend named Jesse Tyler who worked at Cytron. Accused of blowing up Cytron and killing Jesse and several others." Huck tapped a few more keys. "Was ultimately let go due to lack of evidence. I'm already finalizing the rough document sketches for her. Her new name is Quinn Perkins."

"And when will the documents be completely done? "Around 5-6 months give or take." She'd be around 7 months pregnant.

Something was off about Liv, she seemed unfocused. She had to go to the bathroom frequently, looked nauseous when they were working on a particularly grisly case. Huck had found a letter from a Dr. Addison Montgomery detailing a result of hCG positive. A quick search informed him that Dr. Montgomery was an OB/GYN and a neonatal surgeon. A result of hCG positive indicated pregnancy, Olivia was pregnant, she didn't seem like the motherly type but she could be.

"How far?" Olivia looked up from her papers to see Huck standing there. "What are you— "I can read people. I'm good at noticing things that people think they're good at hiding. Like you're trying to hide this." "8 weeks." "It's his, isn't it?" "Of course it is."

The months went by, Olivia had been forced to resort to looser clothing. Dr. Montgomery had moved the wand around until the familiar whoosh of a heartbeat filled the room. A sound that had once terrified her, was oddly comforting. "Would you like to know the gender?" Olivia nodded. "There he is." It was a boy. She had a son, which was crazy to think about.

"I'm just saying, Abby is a good name if it's a girl." Abby was busy arguing with Stephen. "No, no it's obviously a boy so Stephen is the better choice. So Liv, what's the verdict?" "It's a boy." "Yes, team Stephen for the win, take that." Olivia stared at him before saying "What makes you think I'm naming him after you?"

Abby had insisted on throwing her a baby shower. "Because how else are you going to prepare for a baby?" She had said. Abby and the others had splurged on a mahogany crib which they were now struggling to assemble. "I wonder whose idea it was to buy this thing in the first place?" Harrison glared at Abby who pretended not to notice.

"Only the best for my godson." Abby quipped. Olivia had helped her escape Charles. The woman literally took a tire iron and shattered his kneecaps, then proceeded to get her the best divorce attorney. She hadn't seen Charles since and hoped she'd never see him again.

Abby had offered to move in with her for the time being, to help with the baby. That included driving her to the hospital four and a half months later on November 25th. She had barely enough time to decide on a name. Thomas, because Olivia felt that he should have something of Fitz's even if it wasn't his last name. Owen, it meant young warrior and she had liked the name.