Olivia went to her seven month checkup and the doctor said she seemed to be doing fine. She was avoiding as much stress as she could but with her job, stress was the main thing she dealt with all day. Liv had been working from home since she announced and the situation was helping. Olivia hadn't been leaving her apartment except for her doctor's appointments. If she needed anything from anywhere, her team would get it for her. As far as she knew, Fitz didn't know anything about her pregnancy. And if he did, he sure wasn't saying anything. A couple times a week, Cyrus would come over and have dinner with her. But other than him, no one but the gladiators was allowed on her floor.

"You'll have to come out eventually. You've been hiding here for four months," Cyrus told her one night during dinner.

Olivia chewed her food to think of an answer. "He still has people following me." She got up and took Cyrus to the window. "See that black sedan there? They sit there all day. Wwhen they leave, another one pulls up and sits there all night. He's having me followed and I haven't left yet. He's insane."

"He's not insane. He's been drinking. Lately though it's a little lighter but he's still drinking. It's down to a bottle a day. Even though he's functioning, people can smell it. You will have to leave here eventually. For more than your doctor's visits. And from that, he'll know that you're pregnant and he's going to do the math. He'll figure out that the baby is his. And if you aren't careful, he's going to take the baby. Just out of spite, he'll take the baby," Cyrus said.

"I know he hates me. I hate myself most days. But he won't take the baby, I won't let him. He has no right to this baby. Since he found out about Defiance, I've been reduced to nothing. I'm lower than the mistress. I'm the ex-mistress. He said so himself. So it doesn't concern him if I'm pregnant or not."

Cyrus had to agree with her. Fitz had been shutting him out since he discovered Defiance. Not just him, but Liv too. Now he turned to Mellie when he needed something. She was in and they were out. As he thought about it, Cyrus came up with a way to handle this situation but he would need a little help and he knew just where to buy it.

Fitz was finishing reading the morning briefs when Cyrus arrived, getting ready for the meeting.

"Morning Cyrus, how was your night?" He asked in a pleasant mood.

"Fine, and yours?"

"Just peachy. I had a good breakfast and am ready to take on the world, you ready?"

"You are the President, I would hope you are ready, I didn't waste those years helping you get here. Ready for the meeting?"

It was just before three that afternoon that Huck had started calling Cyrus. He tried several different numbers but there was no answer. As a last resort he called the President's line.

"Hello?" Fitz answered the phone.

"I need Cyrus," Huck told him.

"Why are you calling this line then? He has his own number."

"Put Cyrus on the damn phone now, it's an emergency," Huck yelled.

Fitz stared at the phone for a moment then handed it to Cyrus. "This is Cyrus," he said as he took the phone.

"She's in the hospital, her water broke and she's in labor. You need to get to James Madison right away."

"What? No, it's too early. It's not supposed to happen for another two months. There's got to be a mistake." Cyrus watched as Fitz's face turned into confusion.

"She's having the baby now, they're trying to hold off as long as they can and stop the contractions but it isn't working. That baby is coming sooner than we thought."

"Does anyone else know?"

"Abby and Harrison took her to the hospital the back way, her followers have no clue. I'm watching them now, they're still in front of her apartment. She asked me to call you."

"Fine, I'm leaving now. I'll be there in a few minutes." Cyrus hung up and grabbed his things.

"What's going on? Who was that?" Fitz asked in a rush.

"That was no one, and nothing is going on. I need to go. I'll see you tomorrow."

Fitz ran over and locked the door. "What is going on Cyrus? No one calls that line. And no one has ever asked for you on that line. Whatever is going on must be important, what is it?"

"It does not concern you, Sir. I'm handling it. It's being taken care of. I have to go."

"Cyrus, please tell me. Is it Ella? Is she okay?"

He had to think of a lie and fast. "Ella just hit her head on the playground, James is out of town so they called me. I just haven't had my phone on."

"Alright, I hope she's okay Cyrus. See you tomorrow."