One week later.
"It's been over a week since a torpedo strike on a Russian military aircraft carrier claimed the lives of over 1500 Russian sailors and soldiers. There has been no response from the embattled Russian president who faces revolt in his country. The U.S and its NATO Allies are still on level one readiness as they prepare for a response from Russia who- so far, has been silent."
Fitz sighed as he watched the news report from the situation room surrounded by his joint chiefs, Secretary of State and defense and his staff.
"Where do we stand?" Fitz asked.
"Well Mr. President, you were right. Dimitri Darekov, and his followers are trying to overthrow Putin. He has the soldiers on his side and half of Russia. There are still many who are loyal to Putin but even they didn't like what he did. They can't afford to look weak but they also don't want to go to war but you also killed 1500 of their soldiers so they'll want to respond if not now then at some point in the future."
"I'm sure they will," Fitz responded."Darekov is smart and is notorious for his hatred of Putin, if he successfully overthrows him, he'll give him to me to appease me."
"So we are on Darekov's side?" asked Cyrus.
"We are on no one's side, we'll watch how this thing plays out and we'll be prepared either way - Keep our forces on high alert, tell them to be prepared for anything."
"Yes sir."
"Great. We will reconvene at 0600 hrs."
Fitz looked around for any objections, when there were none, he got up and headed back to the oval.
It had been over a week since the conflict began. He hadn't been able to go to the hospital since then, the fact that he was in and out of endless security meetings didn't leave much time for anything else, not even sleep. Even if he did have time, their situation was so dire that he couldn't be too far from the situation room in case there was an attack. Luna's chemo would be over in a week and he hoped that Darekov would successfully overthrow Putin and hand him over so that they could avert this war. Everytime he was away from Olivia and the girls, he couldn't focus, his mind always lingered. He tried to stay sharp but he couldn't help but worry about them. Hoping that they didn't feel abandoned. Thankfully Karen was back at the whitehouse. With her surgery over, she was feeling great. He hadn't gotten a chance to see her as much as he'd like because whenever she wasn't at school, she was at the hospital or in the residence sleeping.
"Things are looking up. Once we let her rest this week we'll give her the biopsy, if the results are what I expect them to be we'll go ahead and do the transplant right away. I want her to stay here for about a month before she can go home. She will have an entirely new immune system, I don't want to take any chances."
"Neither do I, Dr. Porpentine."
He patted her on the shoulder.
"Things are looking up, smile mommy, you'll be home soon. Tonight is a good night to go home and regroup or get some rest. You've been here everyday for months.. She's strong and she has more nurses assigned to her than she probably cares for. I'll be here as well. Still, it's up to you."
She gave him a small smile and then excused herself back to Luna's hospital room., debating if she could really leave her baby, even if it was just for one night. If she did leave it would be to go see Fitz. It had been over a week since the attack and he hadn't been able to visit them. Everyone was on edge, praying that a sudden nuclear strike wouldn't break out.
When she went back to the room both girls were sleeping and the nurse that watched them stepped out. Karen was at school. Richard flew back to New York, Abby was at the office working and Fitz was in some war meeting, she assumed. She couldn't wait for the chaos and fear surrounding a potential war to be over. She could tell that Fitz was doing everything in his power not to go to war but he also had to look aggressive and ready. It was hard to believe he could order a strike that would kill that many soldiers but she'd never had to think much about that aspect of his job before. The weeks that he'd been there were great ones. He was careful and miraculously, no stories leaked about his frequent visits to the hospital. She loved the father he was to their children. He was good with them, especially Lana, she couldn't get enough of him. Whenever he was around she was jumping at the chance to be near him. If he smiled, she smiled and whenever she got close to his face, she would begin chewing on it, he would be covered in drool and it was the funniest thing in the world to him. She wondered how things would change once they left the hospital. She wondered what would come of their relationship, once they weren't consumed by Luna's sickness. Before Luna's sickness, they were making plans to begin going on dates. He'd been so supportive for the past couple months since he found out about the twins and she'd never felt closer to him But she was also terrified because now there was something at stake other than her broken heart if they didn't work out once they started trying. She was terrified of the attention she would get from being his public girlfriend and terrified about the attention the kids would get. She wondered how it would affect her firm once she began working there again. There was so much to consider.
Later in the evening Abby came to the room. Lana was playing in Olivia's arms on the floor and Luna was lying in the bed watching cartoons on the tv.
"Hey Liv," Abby greeted.
"Hey," Olivia said. "How was work at the firm today?"
"Good but one of your old clients had a meltdown."
"Who?"
"Jared. He was annoyed because he wanted you on the case but I told him you were on leave and he threatened to drop us but I was able to talk him down."
Olivia groaned,
"Don't worry. We're doing great. This should be the last of your worries."
"I know," Olivia said.
"How's Luna?"
"Good. Dr. Porpentine said she's strong and that I should take today to go home and rest because I will be here for at least a month longer."
"Why don't you?" Abby said.
"I can't leave her."
"Yes, you can. You've been so wound up these past few months and you're right to be because your baby is sick but if you can take one night where you can just take a breath then you should."
Olivia smiled emptily but didn't respond.
"You want to leave?" Abby said at the realization. "Go. Go to him and make sure he's okay. I'll stay here with them. Tomorrow is a Saturday so I don't have to have to worry about going to the office."
"You don't even know if that's what I was thinking."
"It was," Abby said. "He's the only thing sitting between us and nuclear war. The least you can do is go give him a blowjob and suck some of that stress out of him. At the last news conference he had suitcases under his eyes."
Olivia laughed, "is that my duty now. To give the president blowjobs."
"Don't act like you aren't fucking drooling at the thought."
"Abby," Olivia said. "We have to stop cursing around the girls. They'll be talking soon and I don't want their first words to be F-U-C-K."
Abby laughed, "fine but still go to him.."
"I don't even know if he's available."
"Olivia stop bullshitting and go," Abby commanded.
"Fine," Olivia said, then smiled and rolled her eyes. She stood and carried Lana over to Abby and kissed her before handing her off. "Call me if anything at all happens."
"I know!"
Olivia walked over to Luna and kissed her against the head, "mommy's gonna go away just for tonight but I'll come back tomorrow to take care of you. Aunt Abby will stay with you tonight." She kissed her again then grabbed her bag and headed to her secret service agent that stood outside the door.
"I want you to take me to him," she said to Daniel. "But don't tell him, I want to surprise him."
He nodded.
"Can you take me to my apartment first?"
He nodded again and stepped off, Olivia followed as he spoke into his earpiece.
She waited in the presidential bedroom for him. She was sitting on his bed in the black long sleeved cotton fitted mini-dress she changed into after taking a bath and grooming herself at her apartment. She waited for just over an hour before she heard his voice in the hallway. It was almost 11pm when he walked in, he was surprised to see her.
"Livie-" he said, shocked. "What's going on- is everything okay?"
She smiled, "yeah, I just wanted to come and see you to make sure you're okay."
He returned the smile, "I'm surprised. I thought I'd have to pull you kicking and screaming to get you away from the hospital."
She laughed and rolled her eyes playfully, "Abby convinced me to leave. She has the girls for the night."
"She convinced you?" He asked skeptically as he walked to her, noticing how short her dress was the closer he got. His immediate reaction was an increase in his heartbeat as blood rushed to his dick. He felt an erection forming.
"Yes, she thought I needed to come here and give you a blowjob to help you release some stress."
Immediately he smirked as he stopped right in front of her, "and what did you think?"
"I thought a blowjob might not be enough."
He opened her knees and ran his hands down her thighs as he stood between them then leaned down so their faces were barely inches apart. "You're right, it won't be enough," he whispered against her lips.
Olivia moaned at his words as he cupped his hand behind her ear and pulled her face to him and hungrily devoured her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her fingers through his soft hair. Her clit began to throbbed immediately in a mad plea for attention from him. He opened her legs wider and pressed his stiff cock against her crotch. And he reached down and pressed his thumb against her clit, gently applying pressure over the fabric of her panties.
Olivia tightened her fingers in his hair in response. She continued to stroke her tongue against his, playing with the textures of hers against his and enjoying the wetness of the kiss when she felt him begin to stroke his thumb against her clit, painfully slow.
She broke the kiss and sucked in a breath. So little felt so good and in the midst of it all she began to wonder how she could've gone so long without him. He applied more pressure to her clit while still slowly stroking her. She rolled her head back and closed her eyes only to feel him trail slow kisses down her neck. Fitz's attention to her clit was bringing her to an orgasm too quickly.
She moaned as she grabbed him and rejoined the kiss.
Suddenly he leaned her up, breaking the kiss and moved his hand from her clit. She groaned, frustrated that he'd stopped when she was so close and it felt so good.
Fitz ignored her groans of protest and kissed her as he pulled down the sleeves of her square neck dress. Once it was down to her waist he unhooked her bra as Olivia began to unhook the button of his pants and pulled them down with his boxers. She immediately took his cock in her hand and began stroking him. He was just as thick and hard as she remembered. He lifted her and pulled the hem of her dress over her ass then broke the kiss and pushed her flat on the bed.
He pulled off his sweater and then lifted her and pulled her dress off, leaving her naked except for the black mesh thongs she wore. He tossed her dress to the side then opened her legs and kissed her over the fabric of her panties. He loved to see her wetness spilling out from between her lips. She felt his breath on her skin and his lips on her crotch and arched her back in response.
"Mmmm…Kiss it-" she begged, breathless.
He slipped his index finger under the fabric and pulled it to the side then he spread her lips open with his thumbs and licked her up and down then tongue-kissed her clit.
She bellowed out and locked her legs around him. Fitz stood and stepped out of his pants then he pulled off her panties and lifted her hips to him and dipped his face between her legs once again and resumed the kiss. Her breath became shallow and her toes went stiff.
He reached up and grabbed both her breasts as she lay flat against the bed and squeezed her nipples between his fingers. Olivia grabbed his hands and held them there as she squirmed under him, fighting the need to scream out in pleasure.
He moved down lower as he licked and sucked between her lips and against her clit and began to fuck her with his tongue she lost all control.
"Fuckkkk-" she screamed out as her hands flew from her mouth. She curled her back as she felt his textured tongue thrusting in and out of her, wet and warm and teasing all the nerves of her ultra-sensitive pussy. She locked her legs reflexively and Fitz tore them open again. No words came this time, only cries of pleasure.
Her chest began to rise and fall and her legs began to shake. A gush of liquid squirted out of her. Fitz sensed her orgasm and quickly moved one hand down and began massaging her clit. Immediately she grabbed him, the pleasure was too intense but before she could stop him she was thrust into her orgasm. Her entire body convulsed as he licked her through her wet orgasm and when she finally stopped shaking he planted a soft kiss between her legs and stood. She pressed her legs together immediately as she waited for the tingles from the aftermath of her orgasm to stop but Fitz didn't wait. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, spreading all of her fluid from his lips to hers. She broke the kiss and licked against his jaw, feeling his freshly shaven stubble against her tongue and tasting herself as well. Fitz groaned and shifted himself. He was ready to plunge himself into her but he needed to be licked first. He pulled her to the side of the bed, just at the edge where he stood. She was laying flat on her back with her head turned to him and her mouth was positioned perfectly to take him. He stroked his shaft slowly, spreading the pre-cum that had gathered at his tip up and down his length to lubricate it.
"I'm ready to taste you," she whispered.
He brought his tip to her lips and she opened her mouth wide and took him in. She could taste his pre-cum as she began working her mouth up and down on him to loosen her jaws and lubricate him. She did it slowly, massaging him with her tongue until she was sliding her mouth up and down his shaft with as much ease as was possible for a dick his size.
Fitz looked down at her as she sucked him hard. She was still on her back with her knees bent and her legs spread open. The sight of her, naked and sucking him off caused him to groan out in pleasure. The sound made her reach between her legs and rub her clit to take the throbbing away. Even sucking him off turned her on. She loved feeling his stiff dick stuffed her mouth. She took him deeper until his tip passed her tongue and he was at the entrance of her esophagus.
Fitz choked on his breath and wrapped his fingers in her hair. She watched as he bit his lip and began thrusting into her mouth slowly. She calmed herself and focused on getting her breath so she wouldn't gag on him, all the while she rubbed circles into her clit. When he looked down and noticed she was massaging her clit he reached down between her legs with his free hand and pushed her fingers away. "I'll take care of your pussy," he groaned and slid his middle and ring fingers inside her and began thrusting up and down the way she liked it. Olivia opened her eyes wide in shock and reflexively closed her legs but it didn't stop him.
"Shhhh…" he whispered as he continued thrusting both his dick and fingers inside her. "Just take it."
She grabbed the sheets as water sprung from her eyes and she tried to focus but the pleasure became too much and quickly scattered her mind. She had no choice but to release him from her mouth, afraid he would bite him out of reflex.
"Fuck-" she cried. "Fitz-"
Fitz leaned down and kissed her hungrily as he continued working his fingers up and down inside of her.
"Baby, I need your mouth right fucking now-" he whispered against her lips.
She drew in a breath, stiff as she was from her impending orgasm and took his stiff wet penis to the back of her throat and began sucking him hungrily and moments later Fitz exploded into her mouth as she rode out of squirting orgasm on his fingers. He moaned and threw his head back as she sucked every drop from him.
Once he finished he pulled himself from her mouth and Olivia collapsed back on the bed. Some of his cum had spilled out the corners of her mouth so she wiped it with her finger and sucked it off.
Fitz took a breath as he watched her and leaned forward and pulled her up then climbed on the bed and lifted her onto his lap so she was straddling him. He kissed her softly but she was barely able to return the kiss. He pulled back and smirked.
"Your mouth is tired?" He asked softly.
Olivia nodded,
"Mmm.." he groaned amused, "I can't blame you." He kissed her again then moved down, trailing kisses down her neck until he tipped her back so he could see her perfect round breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth and flicked his tongue against it, teasing her until she moaned in his ear. He sucked hard and released it with a pop then moved to her other nipple and licked and sucked it until she was panting.
Finally he turned her around and sat her in his lap. They were both sitting kneeled in the bed.
Olivia was shocked when she felt a stiff erection against her ass. His refractory period was short, she knew this but virtually no time had passed and he was hard again. He wrapped his hands around her and squeezed her breasts, then he raised her hips slowly and pressed his tip against her opening. It was abundantly wet and immediately he buried himself inside her, pushing her walls open slowly, allowing her to swallow him tightly inch by inch.
Olivia choked in a deep breath, "fuck…" she whimpered. "Baby-"
Fitz turned her to head and pressed his palm against her cheek and stroked it with his thumb. He kissed her lips softly then slid his tongue inside her mouth and sucked it. When he broke the kiss Olivia was panting against his lips. They're faces we're only inches apart. He slowly and gently began to thrust his hips into her.
"Fuck," Fitz groaned, "you're tight."
Olivia closed her eyes. Every breath was a moan as she tried to wrap her mind around how one man's cock could feel so sweet. His free hand roamed up her body, feeling her skin and squeezing her breasts.
Fitz kissed her as he continued thrusting slowly. "Look at me when I'm fucking you," he commanded in between kisses as he moved his hand to her throat. Olivia opened her eyes and met his burning gaze.
Suddenly she felt him spank the side of her ass as he sped up his thrusts and squeezed her thigh, holding her in place. She cried out but he swallowed the sound with a kiss. Moments later he broke it, still meeting her gaze.
"Ride me," he said breathlessly.
Olivia immediately began rolling her hips back on him, meeting his thrust but the pleasure of it was too much and she faltered, feeling her orgasm close.
"Don't stop," Fitz whispered against her lips.
"Fuck- I can't take it-" she cried. "It's too good."
He spanked her again, "fucking ride me."
Olivia began again and almost immediately he grabbed her tighter, ready to explode. He sped up and so did Olivia and seconds later their explosive orgasms took them as he pressed his fingers between her legs, putting pressure against her clit as she came.
"Fuck Olivia!" Fitz bellowed out as he came.
A scream flew from her throat but she'd given up in trying to keep quiet.
Tom stood watch outside Fitz's bedroom door along with Olivia's guard. A man and another agent rushed down the hallway towards them and Tom walked forward to meet them so the man wouldn't get too close to hear what was going on in the bedroom.
"This is the president's private residence," Tom said. "He's not taking any guests."
"I'm on his national security council. We're in the situation room. It's an emergency, we need the president right away."
Tom groaned and nodded, not at all eager to disturb them in the middle of their…festivities. When he walked back to the door he could still hear them though it seemed the loudest parts were over.
He took a breath and knocked in the door.
They both froze when they heard the knock and Fitz was immediately annoyed. He broke the kiss and groaned. His arms were still wrapped around her, caressing her breasts. Olivia whimpered in protest.
He waited and there was another knock.
"What?" He called.
"Sir, it's an emergency. We need you in the situation room right away."
He lifted her gently and pulled out. A blob of his cum immediately dripped down her thigh.
"Fuck," he said as he stood and quickly pulled on his pants. "I have to go." He pulled in his sweatshirt and slipped on his loafers. He walked back to her and cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. "I love you. Let me know before you leave."
Olivia nodded.
He rushed out and closed the door. Olivia fell back on the bed and her eyes filled with tears. She was crying for no reason other than that a part of her had hoped that it wouldn't be as good as it was. She'd secretly hoped they would be out of sync after not being together in over a year. It would be proof that all the doubt she'd been feeling about the future of their relationship was justified because even their bodies were no longer in sync.
She knew it was wishful thinking and sighed as she closed her eyes. She was hopelessly and deeply in love with him. Her heart was his and no one else's. He had a power over her emotions, her mental state, her self worth and body that terrified her.
Still, she wiped her eyes and laid back and replayed their time together. Usually when he penetrated her they would go for at least a couple of rounds but tonight their time was cut short. She was still aroused and decided to wait for him to return. She waited until she fell asleep and when she woke up the sun was just rising. She was disappointed that he wasn't beside her, still, she checked her phone to see if Abby had texted her and then she dressed and met her guard out the door. There was a different one than last night. He took her to her apartment where she showered and changed into something comfortable for the hospital and headed there.
Abby was just waking when Olivia walked in. It was almost 7am.
"Morning," Abby said as she stretched from the bed.
Olivia smiled and walked over to Luna. She was sleeping on her back, sucking on her pacifier. She was hooked up to several monitors. Olivia kissed her against the head and then walked over to Lana who was cuddled beside Abby.
"So, how was your night?'
"It sucked," Olivia said. "I blame you."
"What? What happened?" Abby asked concerned but when she really took a minute to observe her, she realized then laughed. "You got fucked, didn't' you?"
Olivia groaned and laid on the bed beside Lana and kissed her against her hair.
"How were they -"
Abby cut her off by, "you're scared to be with him again and you were hoping some bad sex would be the push you needed."
"Is that stupid?" Olivia asked. "We have so much fucking emotional baggage now. I used to want to be with him more than I wanted fucking air. It was all I wanted and all I thought about but now I know how much he can hurt me- and I can't go through that again."
"Do you really think it'll be better to not be with him? You'll just settle for someone else who doesn't make you happy. Everytime they fucking roll on top of you you're dreading it because you'll have to suffer through bad sex."
"It's not just me. Being co-parents is probably the most stable thing for them but I also can't do fucking schedules and custody agreements. I know he'll want 50% and I can't have them away from me that long."
"You have to decide," Abby said.
"If we're together and it ends badly…if we're both hurt and angry and acting on emotion, they'll be the ones who get hurt."
"Just take your time and really decide what you want to do because you've never loved anyone the way you love him. To be honest I don't really think you two can stay away from each other so you might as well try to make it work."
"It's weird, like I know I've forgiven him but I can't forget it and I can't stop being terrified it'll happen again."
"That's where the trust part comes in, you have to trust him not to hurt you again. You trusted him once before. He was married and you swore he wouldn't leave his wife for you but he did."
Olivia laughed, "yeah he just so happened to decide to leave me at the same time."
Abby laughed and shook her head, "okay but enough about your emotional trauma. How was the sex? I feel like you've never actually told me about the sex. I literally can describe what sex was like with all your exes and you can do the same for me."
Olivia smiled, "he's the president, Abby. You wanna know how he fucks?"
"Exactly."
Olivia sighed as she tried to put it in words. She took a moment to think then she answered. "You know how when you're younger and you hear about sex for the first time or you see it in a movie and it looks so great. Everyone tells you it's so earth shattering, and you spend so much time dreaming about how perfect it would be that when you actually have sex it can never live up you to what you fantasized."
Abby nodded.
"With him, it's better than I've ever imagine sex would be. If there's a man out there that can fuck me better than Fitz can then I don't wanna meet him because he'll probably fucking kill me."
Abby guffawed, amused.
"I'm serious," Olivia said with a smile. "The first night we were together blew my mind because I couldn't believe it could feel like that. I'd known him for just a few months at that point. We'd never talked about sex or anything really romantic except kiss a few times. Still, it was like he knew me inside out. I didn't have to tell him what to do or where to touch or what I liked because he just knew. It was perfect- it's always perfect. I'm never just trying to get through it, I'm never waiting for him to get off me or not in the mood. We're always on the same rhythm, always in-sync. There's never a lull, it's never awkward and it's definitely never fucking boring." Olivia groaned, "I just realized I've never actually talked about this before."
"That's so fucking romantic," Abby said then she smiled. "But I still haven't heard the details. What happened last night?"
Olivia grinned, "I was hoping I could get out of it."
Abby laughed, "was he happy to see you?"
"He was surprised," Olivia said, "I wore a slutty little black dress and I think the second he saw that he knew why I was there."
Abby smiled.
"I told him you were watching the girls and that you convinced me to give him a blowjob."
"You told him I said that?" Abby said as she slapped her playfully.
"Yes. What did you want me to tell him," Olivia said with a chuckle. "Anyways, he said that wouldn't be enough."
"That's so hot," Abby said with a giggle.
"Oh my god. We're not in college anymore stop giggling like a fucking like a teenager. We're 32 now, not 19."
"I'm 33 but okay," Abby said as she took a breath. "Finish telling me."
"He kissed me or I fucking kissed him I don't know but after we kissed he pushed me on the bed and opened my legs and ate me like I owed him money."
Abby laughed.
"I squirted all over him as I came. I gave him a blowjob and he fucked my face and fingered me while he did that then came in my mouth which he loves to do. After all of that he lifted me to middle of the bed, sat me in his lap then he held me by the throat and fucked the shit out of me while he spanked and made me look him in the eyes until we came. The end."
Abby laughed, "Christ!"
Olivia nodded, "and now I'm annoyed because as soon as we came one of his guards knocked the door and called him out for an emergency so he had to leave and I was still fucking horny."
"After all of that. Jeez. I thought Richard and I were intense but we're not as intense as you. Richard can fuck really hard for one orgasm and after that he's done."
Olivia laughed, "Fitz has three good back to back orgasms in him before he has to rest."
Abby gasped. "That's insane…for a man."
"That's what I thought," Olivia said. "But now I'm used to it. Which is why I was annoyed because usually when he fucks me, we go a few times before we're done. After not being with him for over a year I needed to probably be fucked all night to feel…I don't know…satisfied."
"Now, I just think you're crazy," Abby said with a chuckle. "Come to think of it, I'm not shocked. You always were really good at fucking, better than me which is why your exes get obsessed. Josh, Bash, Brandon."
Olivia laughed, "I don't know but my body definitely feels different after giving birth."
"How?"
"Well, my orgasms were deeper and more intense. My vagina felt different too but not in a bad way, just different."
"Do you feel like the size changed?"
"Yes and no. I feel like I'm deeper for sure. I don't know how it's possible but my cervix definitely shortened or something because he's long enough that if he's fully inside me he reaches it but now he doesn't so now that little pain I felt when he touches it is gone. Width wise I feel like I'm at my pre-pregnancy size. He has a really fat cock and it was fucking hell stuffing it inside me."
Abby laughed, "shut up. You're getting me horny and Richard isn't getting here until Sunday so I have to hold out for two more days."
"Now you know how I feel," Olivia teased.
"Seriously, Liv, I know you and I know how you get when you shut down. I used to hate his fucking guts but now I see how he is with you and his kids I really think you should give it a chance. I feel like you agreed to get back together before everything happened with Luna and now you're scared and backing away especially since Luna only has another couple of months in the hospital and once she's out you can't use this as a reason to occupy yourself. You'll actually have to figure out what is going on with you two."
"I know."
"Promise me you won't shut down."
"I promise."
3 weeks later.
Fits sat in the situation room waiting for the new Russian president to call. After two weeks of watching the chaos in Russia unfold and Putin overthrown, it took a week of negotiations to get Darekov on the phone to discuss an end to the conflict.
"Everyone quiet, he's calling right now," Cyrus said loudly in the situation room
Fitz's national security aide put the phone on speaker.
"President Darekov, I had not expected to hear from you so soon."
"President Grant, I have accepted your terms, I will deliver former president Putin and Alexander Mustafin to you. I do not wish to prolong this conflict. The sooner we can get this over with the better."
He was direct with his thoughts, he didn't cut corners and Fitz liked that, he didn't have time for the games.
"My thoughts exactly, I'll meet you tomorrow at 0900 hours at the Munich army base, we can both sign the no retaliation agreement and you can hand over the prisoners and we can both move on with our lives, how does that sound, President Darekov?"
"It sounds like we have deal?" he said in his thick russian accent.
Fitz hung up.
They all started celebrating. Cyrus ran up and grabbed his face and kissed him on the cheek.
"You just won us a second term," he screamed.
Fitz wiped his cheek.
"I'm taken," he said jokingly.
"Sir, should we pull back troops?"
"Of course not, high alert until we sign this thing and get Rob to prep AF1, I'd like to get there early."
A few minutes later, Fitz was back in the oval with Cyrus.
Fitz walked over to the decanter and poured himself some scotch and threw it back then loosened his tie and sat on the couch, Cyrus followed him.
"History."
"What?" Fitz asked.
"History, you just made, you just made a threat that shook a whole nation so much that they overthrew a leader that had ruled them for 10 years and they are going to hand him over to you, to fucking do as you please with him," Cyrus said as he laughed sardonically.
"I killed 1500 soldiers."
"I know," Cyrus said. "The entire country loves you for it."
"That wasn't a pro I was listing Cyrus."
"It's a pro for me. We save taxpayers billions. We avenged 350 American soldiers who were slaughtered and not to mention, saved more American lives from being lost. Shit, I think I might come with you to Germany."
"Remember what happened last time you left the country with me?"
"I'd do it again in a heartbeat."
Fitz chuckled."I'm a lucky guy. My baby girl Luna did her transplant and she's healing perfectly, her blood count goes up everyday. Karen's happy, Lana's happy, Olivia is - she seems happy now that Luna's doing better, either way things are going great."
"How are things with you and Olivia?"
Fitz had to think about that question. "Things are quiet, right now. Good I guess."
"Are you two together?"
"Yes and no. It's hard to explain."
"Have you two gotten past the break up?"
"Yes and no- at one point she was dead set on convincing me she was over it and all I had to do was mention a couple things I said and her eyes filled with tears. I really fucking hurt her and I keep thinking 'was I that bad?' And I was."
"Did she ever tell you what happened…with the election?"
"A bit. She was mostly hurt about what I said about Gerry. I accused her of plotting with him and she said that wasn't true. She said she told you guys not to."
"I don't think I ever really got the chance to sit down and explain to you how it went down, I think it's important you know that part if you are to understand why Olivia felt the way she did. I didn't understand at the time but now that I know you two were fucking the entire time it makes so much sense why she reacted the way she did."
Cyrus paused to see if Fitz would object but he didn't so she continued.
"After the whole Karen press debacle, you know the popular opinion of Mellie was at an all time low and that's when you started to slip behind. Late summer, shortly after it happened Gerry, Verna and Hollis called me into a room and explained to me their contingency plan just in case in the last leg of the election, you needed a boost. I resisted at first but ultimately I gave in, then he called Mellie, he didn't have to tell her twice, she was in. They weren't sure about Olivia, she was young and they didn't trust her because she hadn't been doing this long enough to have skeletons in her closet. I asked them not to involve her but they thought that it was the only safe way for everyone to be on the line. I almost got them to leave her out of it but Gerry was adamant he wanted Olivia because she was smart, he figured that if we got busted he'd rather have her on his side than the side of the cops. When I called her into the room and she saw Gerry, she froze. She sat down for about a minute, just long enough for us to vaguely tell her we could make sure you won, then she got up and walked out. I ran after her, she was almost in tears, just really upset Gerry was there after what he did to her. She said no, told me undecideds would swing it to you and that if they didn't and you lost you'd survive. She was adamant that we not do it and that she didn't want to hear anything else about it."
"Yea but why didn't she tell me?"
"Isn't it obvious? She loved you. You are hurt now and you would've been hurt then. In the end it didn't matter because Hollis bailed and just like Olivia said, you won." Cyrus chuckled. "I'm lucky to have had her as a student. She ran the entire campaign like she knew, without a doubt at the end you'd be the president. Nothing shook her, she never lost hope, she never panicked, she was steadfast through and through- well except for when you yelled at her and she quit but I'm guessing that had nothing to do with you yelling."
Fitz chuckled, "no."
"She still resents me for leaving her. She tries to pretend she doesn't but emotionally there is a wall that goes up and down and I know that's why. I don't know what to do to make her okay again."
"I don't think that's why she resents you."
"Then why?"
"It's the hospital, when you got shot, what you did by not wanting to speak to her, really hurt her."
"Why? After not speaking to her for months, why does that particular instance make a difference? I ended up speaking to her after you gave me your speech. I've been consumed by guilt so much that-"
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Sir, AF1 is prepped and ready for flight, you have an hour sir."
"Thank you Lauren."
Cyrus regretted making the mood so somber and decided to change the tone.
"You just had a victory, celebrate for a second. Go shower and put on your best suit, meet me out back in an hour."
On his way back to the residence, he called Olivia. It almost went to voicemail before she picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey Liv, I wanted to see how the girls are doing?"
"They're doing great, I just fed them, Lana is asleep but Luna is up. She gets more and more energy everyday."
"That's great, I think this thing might be over, I have to go out of the country but once I get back I think this is going to be behind us."
"Really?"
"Yeah, hopefully. I can't promise what hasn't happened yet but I think so."
"That's great, I think things will be normal soon."
"I think so too."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm about to shower for my trip."
"Okay, I'll talk to you later then."
"Alright."
Fitz took a quick shower, shaved and dressed himself. By the time he finished getting dressed and went down to the car, Cyrus was there waiting for him.
"You don't miss a beat do you Cy."
"Nope."
"You look sharp," Fitz complimented.
"Thanks, this is my one good suit," Cyrus chuckled.
"I can't deal with your antics right now Cy," Fitz said but couldn't help laughing.
Moments later they boarded marine 1 for the airstrip. Fitz immediately headed to a seat and got comfortable. He didn't want to use the bed in his cabin because he didn't want to have to change out of his suit, so he settled for a chair and got some much needed sleep on the flight.
When he touched down in Munich, he still had several hours to prepare for the meeting. He wasn't nervous, only Olivia made him nervous. He just wanted to get it over with and go back home to his family. He waited patiently, reading over the agreement several times and listening to status updates from his advisors. Once it was time, they all headed to the meeting location. Fitz waited for a few moments before Darekov arrived.
"President Grant"
"President Darekov."
Both men said to each other in greetings. The room was silent and the tension was thick in the air. Fitz and Darekov stared each other down for a few seconds before Darekov began.
"Now that I have the opportunity to say it to your face I will-"
"-go ahead," Fitz interjected. "I think we're all interested to hear what you have to say.
"Russia will never forget the 1500 soldiers you murdered and the millions more you threatened. We will never forgive America for this."
Fitz gritted his teeth and leaned closer to him. "I would have killed a million more until you gave me what I asked for." He then leaned back and smirked. "For your sake I pray you never forget what happens when you murder America soliders."
"I would expect you to be more diplomatic," Darekov said angrily.
"The fact that I didn't fire those missiles into Russia is about as diplomatic as I will get, hand over the prisoners, sign the no retaliation agreement and we can both go back to our countries and try to put this conflict behind us."
"If you truly mean that then you will pull back your troops."
"I'll pull back my troops when I'm good and ready."
Fitz's secretary handed him the papers and after waiting as he read it over and over again, Darekov signed.
"The prisoners are outside of the facility in an armored car surrounded by your guards."
He got up and stormed out and his entourage followed. Fitz didn't wait, he went outside immediately to see Putin and Mustafin. Both were handcuffed and were inside a prisoner carrier. Press was everywhere. After a few minutes of the usual pleasantries and being briefed on the route the prisoners were to be taken back to the U.S., Fitz boarded AF1 and left for DC.
Once he landed he headed straight to the hospital. It was 10pm and both the girls were sleeping. Karen was back at the White House with her nanny. When he walked into the room, Olivia was on the couch reading.
"Hey Liv."
She looked up and smiled.
"I've been calling you."
He smiled back. "I know, I wanted to surprise you and the girls but I guess I'm too late for the girls."
She put the marker in her book and placed it on the table beside her.
"Yeah, they've had quite an active day and they gave me hell to go to bed."
He walked over to Luna, who was sleeping on her bed. Lana was sleeping on the couch next to Olivia. Fitz was about to touch Luna.
"Wait - wash your hands."
"Oh fuck- yea."
Since the bone marrow transplant, they had to be extra careful with Luna and her exposure to bacteria. Her immune system was extremely fragile and the last thing they needed was an infection. It was three weeks after the transplant, Dr. Porpentine had been watching out for signs of the graft vs host disease, which is a disease that is the result of Luna's cells attacking Karen's cells as a foreign object but luckily there had been no sign of it. Every complete blood count test that had been done so far came back with a steadily rising number of white blood cells, red blood cells and blasts, which was great news. They removed the feeding tube because Luna began eating on her own and finally started to gain some weight and looked healthier and healthier everyday. Dr. Porpentine told Olivia that if the results of her next bone marrow biopsy and complete blood count test were positive, which he believed they would be, then she could take Luna home along with a home nurse and she could finish healing at home. They would have to make several weekly visits but at least they would be in the comfort of their home for the most part and that would go a long way to helping Luna recover.
When Fitz finished washing his hands, he went back over to Luna. In the month since the conflict began he'd barely seen them. Luna looked bigger.
"Is she gaining weight?" he asked.
"Yes, she's been eating a lot more, she gained about three pounds since the transplant."
"Really?" he asked with a smile.
"Yeah but that's not the good news that I wanted to share."
Fitz raised his eyebrows.
"What good news?"
"Dr. Porpentine said we can go home in a week."
"Really?".
"Yeah, we have to hire a home nurse but yeah, we can go home. With her blood count rising and no sign of graft vs host, he sees no reason to keep us here, we'll have to come here for a checkup like every other day but that's fine by me," she said with a smile.
"That's exactly what I needed to hear after the crazy month that it's been."
"Yeah it has been. What's going on with this whole war thing? Are we finally in the clear?"
"I feel good. I think. I met with new Russian president Darekov, we both signed a no retaliation agreement and he handed over Putin and Mustafin. As far as intelligence goes, he doesn't seem to have anything up his sleeve. I still have to have troops lined up but in a couple of weeks I'll begin to slowly pull them back."
Olivia chuckled. "You know you can never go anywhere near Russia again right? Not in your lifetime and I'd also advise you not to even fly over it, they'd shoot your plane down."
"Listen, I won't even go near Russia on a fucking map let alone in a plane."
Olivia chuckled.
"That would be wise."
He kissed Luna on her forehead and walked over to Lana.
"They've both been cooing a lot more, I think they're gonna start saying words soon, the doctor thinks so too."
He picked Lana up and cradled her.
"Oh yea, who do you think is going to start speaking first?"
"Honestly, Luna, Lana has been so active that I don't think she cares to start speaking but Luna has been very loud lately and she's trying to utter more sounds, I think she'll first Lana on this one."
Fitz kissed Lana's forehead and hugged her closer. "Is it weird that this is all still so surreal to me? The fact that I have twins with you, it's been over three months and I still can't believe it."
"I think if you had gotten to see me pregnant then you'd get a chance to actually process it the way it did. I had barely changed a diaper before they were born and now I have twin infants."
"I always used to imagine you with kids, I wanted you to have a boy, my boy, we'd name him Fitzgerald Thomas Grant ৷⋁, just to keep the family tradition going."
Olivia chuckled. "Oh please, if we named him Fitzgerald Grant, what would his nickname be, we call you Fitz, your dad was Gerry, what would we call our son, 'Fitzgerry'."
Fitz rolled his eyes. "We'd call him Tommy.
"Tommy's not bad, I like it."
Fitz kissed Lana's cheek.
"A boy would have been nice but I love my girls, I wouldn't trade them for anything."
Fitz paused. "Thank you for having them and for telling me about them and allowing me to be a part of their lives. They really mean the world to me."
"You're an amazing father, to them and to Karen, you should see the way Lana's face lights up whenever she sees you on the TV."
Fitz smiled and kissed Lana again.
"She's just a daddy's girl that's all."
"Don't say that. I'm too jealous, I can't even think about her being a daddy's girl."
Fitz laughed and gently laid her back on the bed then he walked over to Olivia on the couch.
"How have you been? I've missed so much this last month."
"I think I finally feel like she's on the other side so I feel hopeful. They're both doing so well I just want Luna to gain some more weight. I keep comparing her to Lana and it's not fair to her but I just want her to get stronger, you know-"
Fitz chuckled and Olivia stopped. "What?"
"I asked how you were doing and you told me about the girls. I know how they're doing, how are you doing?"
Olivia shrugged, "I don't know how to answer that."
Fitz groaned and leaned back against the sofa.
"What? I don't," she said again.
"Just under a month ago you came to me. Why?"
"Abby said-"
"That's bullshit," he said, cutting her off.
"Fine, we both needed it."
Fitz smiled. He was amused but it wasn't funny, "So you put on your sexy little black dress and snuck into the White House to deepthroat me and ride me because we both needed it?"
"That's right," she said, getting annoyed. "And after all that you still left me horny."
She wasn't prepared to talk about them. He'd already surprised her by showing up when he did but talking about the state of their relationship was the last thing she wanted to do.
"You? I was talking to the president of France with a fucking erection because of you."
Olivia groaned, "I'll remember that for my memoir." She said sarcastically.
He shook his head."So what now?"
"We need to focus on them. Luna has one week left before she has to transition to the apartment."
Fitz sighed. "The morning of my inauguration? You gave me Eisenhower's pin and I asked you something. Do you remember what I asked?"
She remembered his words exactly. They'd replayed in her head for weeks. "I can feel you slipping away". He'd said to her.
"No," Olivia answered.
"Okay," Fitz said with a sigh. He knew she was lying but decided not to push her.
