"What do you want to know?"

Fitz sat down across from her at the table. "Everything."

Olivia took the boys some food and came back to the dining room sitting back down across from Fitz. "Can you start with something simple?"

"A name would be great, referring to him as my child or my son is getting old."

"His name is Reagan. Reagan George."

"I assume he has your last name?"

"Well I couldn't really put Grant on his birth certificate without people getting suspicious now could I?" she defended herself.

"You're right, I didn't mean to sound upset. I figured he would. What made you pick his name like that?"

"Reagan and George were Republicans. They were both good Presidents and I know you liked Reagan. It was a cute name. And he was very adorable. He still is."

"Yes he is. How old is he? He looks about two weeks maybe."

She looked down at her glass and swirled her finger around the edge. "He's two months old. That's why I was at the hospital every day for the past two months."

Fitz was silent for a few minutes attempting to control his temper. "You should have told me. I could have been there with you. For both of you. What would you have done if he died? Would you have told me?"

"I don't want to think about that. Reagan is fine. He's very healthy now. He goes to his doctor's appointment in a couple of days. He is doing great. I don't want to think about the what if's, I thought about those every day at the hospital and he came out of it strong. And you couldn't have been there. You may have wanted to be there but you wouldn't be able to. Everything would have been exposed and you would have caused a scandal. It was better if you were working on something else."

Fitz grabbed her hand and held it. "You are right. The what if's don't matter because he is here now. Do you know why he was early?"

"No. I just started having contractions one afternoon and went to the hospital when they didn't stop. At first I didn't think it was a big deal that they were Braxton Hicks contractions but they weren't. My team came in with me to the hospital and Huck had tried to get a hold of Cyrus because he promised to be there. That he would be in the room with me. I guess Huck finally got him out of somewhere and he got to the hospital quickly." Fitz thought back and started to laugh. "What's so funny?"

"The fact that I am so stupid. I can't believe I didn't put that together."

"What are you talking about Fitz?"

"Huck called the private line to the Oval. I just now realized that it was Huck. I should have known it was him to begin with. Only you have the number to the private line. I never gave it so anyone else. He called and demanded to talk to Cyrus in that 'I don't take your shit' tone he always has."

"He was determined to get Cyrus for me. I didn't want him to bother you though. What happened after that?"

"I gave Cyrus the phone and they talked for a few minutes. I just remembered that he said whatever it was wasn't supposed to happen for another two months. When he got off the phone he was in a hurry to get wherever he needed to be. He told me that Ella had hit her head on the playground and he had to go to the hospital because James was out of town. I can't believe how fucking stupid I am. I'm such an idiot. I should have done the math. Who schedules their daughter to hit her head?"

They laughed at the situation. "Yeah, that was pretty stupid I guess. I had him naturally after a day of trying to stop the contractions. Reagan was born on April 5. He only weighed three pounds and ten ounces. He was so small. His lungs weren't fully developed and he spent the two months in the NICU at James Madison. Cyrus came every day when he left the White House before he went home. James doesn't even know about Reagan. The doctor was so…rude," Olivia was furious even at the memory of the doctor. "He said that I should wait until Reagan was stronger to name him because it would be bad if I was emotionally attached to him and he died."

Fitz was filled with anger when she told him. "You were already attached to him. You love him even before he was born. How could he be so insensitive?"

"That's exactly what I asked. I yelled at the doctor and so did Abby. We made his bad day even worse. But he deserved it. I spent those two months with Reagan watching him get bigger."

"You came to the White House last week though and slapped Cyrus, what set you off?"

"He kidnapped Reagan."