They fell asleep right where they laid after downing 12 margaritas collectively. Olivia woke quickly as she felt she wasn't in her bed. She looked down to see Fitz still laying in her lap laying peacefully. He lightly snored which made Olivia chuckle lightly. She checked the time on a clock behind the couch they took their rest; it read 5:47 am. Fitz had nothing on his schedule for the day and neither did Liv. She thought it would be fine time to enjoy each other's company since his days are normally booked to the max. She looked on the floor in front of her to discover both her and Fitz's phones. Unlocking her phone, she discovered a drunken video Fitz left her.

"This is for the most beautiful girl in the world. I know I am shitfaced, that is something that you won't hear the leader of the free world, former leader of the free world admit. I am a man in love with an extraordinary woman, Livvy wrote that for me in one of my debates for me to say about Mellie cause we were losing in the polls. I didn't mean that for Mellie and neither did she. Granted, I do love Mellie, she's the mother of my children for crying out loud but she's a vile bitch. Anyway, I won't bash her, this is about my Livvie. She has these incredible curls that I have never seen before. Like, really and truly they are fucking delectable. The way that they frame her face just makes me want to keep her pregnant forever. You look at my curls and then this beautiful angel's hair, I am so getting her pregnant sooner than later. But I love her and she's the best."

Fitz started to stir at the sound of Olivia's quiet laughter. He blinked a few times to discover he was still drunk. He turned to his right to face Olivia through squinted eyes.

"Well good morning gorgeous." Fitz whispered scratchily

"Good morning drink champ, how did you sleep?" Olivia laughed

"Like the luckiest man alive. I woke up drunk in the lap of a beautiful woman, how much better does it get?" Fitz responded

Olivia gently stroked his curls as she looked into his eyes

"What?" Fitz wondered

"Nothing, my love. I watched that video you left in my phone before you woke up." Olivia answered

"What video?" Fitz confusingly replied

Olivia let a giggle out as she handed the phone to Fitz to watch himself in his drunkenness. He covered his face, embarrassed at how he rambled on and how Olivia seemed to be MIA during all of this.

"You know I wasn't lying right?" Fitz questioned

"What weren't you lying about?" Olivia wondered

"About getting you pregnant sooner than later. I'm ready when you are." Fitz answered

"Fitz, are you sure? What if I can't carry to term? I've been so stressed. I wasn't regular for months before you moved in. What if I can't handle a baby and I lose our baby?" Olivia panicked

"Hey, hey, Livvy. Relax, we don't have the same stressors we used to. We aren't being whisked off to pressers and emergency meetings. We don't have Cyrus breathing down our necks. We don't have any media coverage to bother us unless I make a statement. You could have the baby here, I'd make the midwife and doula sign non disclosure agreements. Whatever and however you want to do this. I want you to be as comfortable as possible. I've waited a long time to have babies with you and by no means am I'm rushing you. I'm overly anxious and ready to plant my seed in you, to watch you grow daily, your mood swings and weird cravings. I'm ready when you are. I'm anxious to see what our smushy babies look like. I don't mean to brag but I'm handsome and you my love, you're simply breathtaking." Fitz rambled

Olivia swallowed and immediately developed a headache. She thought back to the day she desperately tried to push out her memory. She zoned out, and could feel her heart rate quicken. She was pregnant with his child during his last term of presidency. After ending things with him, she decided it was best she not carry the baby to term, she could only think of how their beautiful baby would be persecuted by the media and the press for being it's parent's lustful creation considering he was still legally married to Mellie. She remembered going alone and how much she paid the doctor to say nothing of what she was doing. She remembered laying back on that cold table promising that Fitz would know nothing of this day because it would crush him. She was so zoned out, she didn't notice the tears running down her face as he gushed at the fact of her carrying his child.

"Right, Livvy? Is that okay for you? I want you to be comfortable." Fitz said as he turned to look at Olivia

There was panic written all over her face along with tears streaming down her face.

"Fitz, I-I have to tell you something." Olivia stammered