Hello everyone. I know I left you all off in the worst possible place last night so here is the second half of the last chapter. I am working on the next update, but need to tend to a few things around the house today. The Olitz wedding will be upon us before you know it. Thank you all so much for the reviews, i thoroughly enjoy seeing how much you all get into this story. I hope you all enjoy.

12 secret service men, the entire police department, fire trucks, ambulances, S.W.A.T., the FBI, two branches of the C.I.A., and news vans lit up the night sky like the fourth of July. Lights were flashing everywhere as everyone arrived to join in the search for Zion.

After Fitz calmed a screaming Liv down, reminding her the best men were on the job, they set off to join Tom and the others.

"Mr. President, Ms. Pope, we need you to stay inside." Tom said feeling he was the only one who could reason with Fitz.

"Like hell we will. Tom, our son is missing. There is no way I'm just going to sit here and wait. NOW MOVE OUT OF MY WAY!" Liv spat with a terrifying amount of venom in her voice. Tom looked at Fitz who clearly held the same amount of determination.

"Fine, Ms. Pope, you're with me. Mr. President, you are with the others. You both stay close to the house. Understand!" Tom spat knowing how reckless these two could be.

"And if I don't?" Liv challenged even further.

"Ma'am you are 5'4 and barely 100 lbs. I will have no problem carrying you back to the house and restraining you while we continue the search." Tom spat back, never once flinching. Inside he was terrified of Liv, but his job just got harder and he needed to keep them safe all while searching for the boy. Liv nodded and moments later their home was flooded with officers searching every corner of every room in their home, while tactical teams set up a perimeter outside. As much as Liv wanted to move, her body wouldn't allow her.

Heavily armed men were passing by her in a blur. At one point a female officer approached her and began asking her questions, but Liv couldn't hear. She was sure the woman was speaking clearly, but everything sounded as if her head was under water. When the woman realized Liv was in no condition to talk, Liv saw her turn to Fitz.

Liv looked and saw Abby and Quinn racing through the door. Abby made her way over to her through the sea of blue suits and froze when she saw the state Liv was in. Even though she was looking right at her, Abby had to wonder if Liv even knew she was there. Abby reached and placed an arm around Liv and walked her out into the back yard. Quinn stopped in the kitchen to make Liv some tea. As they walked further outside, Liv dropped to her knees in the spot she and Zion had been playing only hours before.

Dear God, I know I don't pray much and I know I should start talking to you more, but please bring Zion home. He's just a baby. My baby. I need him...

Liv laid down on the grass and began to sob uncontrollably. Quinn and Abby surrounded her and motioned for Tom to resume the search. When Tom left, Abby began to talk.

"Liv, we are going to find him. You have an army, literally the army has joined the rest of the teams on the search. They will bring Zion home."

"He's four Abby, whoever has him is long gone. Why! Why out of the 9 billion people on this earth do Fitz and I have to constantly get a raw deal. Where is Fitz? I need Fitz! He hasn't even had Zion for that long! We need our son!"

Quinn wrapped a blanket around Liv and handed her the tea urging Liv to sit up.

"Liv, Zion is a very smart boy. I have faith he will come home. Trust that out of the 300 men and women looking for him, someone will bring him home." Quinn said trying her best to comfort Liv. Liv nodded and hung her head. She had never felt a pain this great in her life. How could anyone steal a child?

Liv realized that even with the bright lights flooding their property, everything was ominously dark. The light in her world was going out and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Everything around her seemed worthless. The house, the cars, the money, she'd give it all up if it meant whoever took Zion would just return him.

The women sat in silence for a moment praying an officer had said something about Liv's father helping arriving and joining in on the search, but Liv didn't seem to notice. Liv's focus in this moment was trying to reach Zion in whatever way possible.

"Mommy, why are you crying? Please don't cry mommy, I love you."

"Because your missing Zion. I need to find you."

"No I'm not. I never left your side."

Liv's eyes shot open as did Quinn and Abby's as they realized not only did they all hear the voice, the voice was real.

"ZION!" Liv screamed as she pulled the little boy into her arms. Liv's scream was loud enough to where it brought a flood of officers, including Fitz racing into the back yard.

Fitz turned a corner and saw Liv sobbing uncontrollably holding what appeared to be their son. He targeting on Abby's face and couldn't tell if it was horror or relief. He tried to run but his legs felt like lead, fighting his every motion. Fitz saw the little boy fighting under Liv's grip, struggling to get free. Then Fitz heard the sweetest words to ever grace his ears.

"MOMMY! LEMME GO! I CAN'T BREATHE! MOOOMY!" Zion cried still struggling under Liv's grip.

Fitz raced to their side and dropped to his knees. He grabbed Zion from Liv and held onto his son for dear life. The tears were streaming down his face faster than his eyes could keep up. God had not allowed anyone to take his son. He was safe. But...

"Zion! Where were you? Daddy and I searched this entire home for you! There are officers everywhere! Don't you ever do this again! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?! NEVER!" Liv screamed causing everyone including Zion to jump.

Fitz held on to Zion tighter as he felt felt his body begin to shake. Liv had never yelled at Zion like that before and the little boy was terrified. He knew he was in trouble.

"Where were you sport?" Fitz said fighting to keep his voice calm.

"In the gazebo. I had a bad dream the baby tried to take you away from me and you didn't love me anymore and I got scared so I went outside out of of my window." Zion said,the tears now pouring from his eyes. Fitz realized at that moment that giving Zion the room with the stairs leading to his balcony was probably the smartest yet dumbest move he had ever made. Who knows what would have happened if Zion didn't have steps to go down.

"Why didn't you come to us son? Wait for us? You know we live you more than anything. No one or nothing will ever take us away from you. Mommy and I have enough love for you and the new baby."

"I hate the new baby. Give it back! You're my daddy and I don't want to share! Not the baby and NOT TEDDY!" Zion yelled crying even harder than before. Liv's face turned from anger to hurt as she realized what was going on. Zion hadn't had Fitz for that long and he was right to not want to share. But what was done was done. They couldn't take it back.

"Zion, this isn't just our baby, it's your baby too. This is a great thing for our whole family. As our family grows, our love grows. But we never and I mean NEVER stop loving you. You are our first baby and that will never change. You bring so much joy and love to our world. We'd never leave you." Liv said, her voice cracking with every word.

"But he's my daddy." Zion said not wanting to look at either of them. Abby felt this was the best time to speak up. She reached for Zion and he flew into her arm. "And my Abby, and my Quinn, and my Huck, and my Harrison, and MY POP POP!" He said as he buried his head into Abby's neck. Abby tilted Zion's head so he was looking solely at her.

"Zy, your my little dude. You will always be the number one dude in my life. You're my first nephew and I'd never ever EVER forget about you. We have way to many cool things to do before you grow up and become President of the United States." Abby said as she kissed the little boy's forehead.

"Don't forget about our plans." Quinn said.

"Or that robot we are building." Huck added causing everyone to turn. Zion's face brightened as he saw Huck and ran into his arms. Huck was Zion's safe place. Maybe it was because Huck was a loner and never sought a family, but Zion knew Huck belonged to him. Huck would never leave him.

"And don't forget we have to come up with some awesome new dance moves." Harrison chimed in. But the one voice that reassured Zion came shortly after.

"And as far as the Smithsonian, well I don't think I could come up with cool new displays if it weren't for you and all of the amazing things you learn everyday. I need you too Zy." Eli added and everyone froze as they realized he too had been crying. Zion looked up and smiled. He saw another figure approaching in the distance and his smile grew brighter.

"Uncle Cy!"

"Zy!"

"Cy-Zy!" they said together as he jumped into Cyrus' arms. Fitz looked at Liv and wrapped his arms around her. There were far too many emotions going on right now for either of them to process anything fully. All that mattered right now was that Zion was safe.

Together they watched as Eli, Cyrus, and Huck, the three most ruthless men they knew turned to mush over a four year old. They watched as Zion came to realize that even with a new baby on the way, everyone still loved him. They watched as Cyrus set Zion down, and the little boy made their way back to them, folding in their arms.

"I'm sorry. I won't do it again. Am I punished?" Zion asked looking at Fitz. He placed his hand on Liv's belly and for the first time felt like this could be a good thing. He was always surrounded by adults, but he really didn't have any kids to play with all of the time. He had play dates, but having a kid around all of the time would make him less lonely.

"We'll talk about punishments tomorrow." Fitz said looking at his son. "First, we are going to talk to the military that came out searching for you and then we are going to bed."

"Okay daddy." Zion said lowering his head.

"Hey, look at me." Fitz said tilting Zion's head. "I love you. I'm a little upset but I was scared I had lost you. But I love you sport."

"I love you too daddy." Zion said before running back to the gazebo to grab his blanket and Huckleberry Hound. Liv realized why no one had seen him at first glance as Zion entered the gazebo and retrieved his items from just barely inside the arch, but under the bench. Damn this boy was good at hiding. Maybe a little too good.

The next hour was spent thanking branches of emergency response as well as the military for their quick response in the matter, as well as apologizing for the situation. Everyone responded the same way. They would have reacted the same way too if it was their child. As the last of the vehicles departed, and their family headed back home, Liv and Fitz headed up to get Zion settled in a guest room for the night. After Fitz destroyed Zion's room looking for him, there was no way he could sleep in it tonight. They laid with Zion until he fell asleep, and headed towards their own bedroom.

Liv collapsed on the bed with Fitz following close behind. He pulled Liv into his arms and held her as they both tried to fall asleep. Tonight they were fortunate enough to have escape a major tragedy, but they both knew that it was a threat that was all too real. Liv spoke first knowing Fitz was unable to sleep just as she was.

"Tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow we lock this house down better than Fort Knox." Fitz said and exhaled for the first time that night as he felt Liv's breathing shallow. As Liv drifted off to sleep, Fitz began to plan.

He had no idea yet, but Zion was in for the biggest surprise of his life, and Fitz knew he'd love every minute of it.

Fitz felt little hands tapping his shoulder and he realized he had finally fallen asleep. Fitz turned to look at the clock, and realized it was just after 6. He managed to slip out of Liv's grip and picked Zion up as they made their way downstairs to make breakfast. When they reached the kitchen, Fitz lifted Zion up onto the counter and pulled out various ingredients.

"Hey Zy, let's make mommy breakfast in bed."

"Okay daddy! Can we make her heart pancakes and sausage?" Zion replied getting excited.

"Sure, but what should we put on them?" Fitz asked knowing how Zion would respond.

"Whipped cream and strawberries!" he replied and smiled as Fitz pulled them out of the refrigerator and set them on the counter. Zion looked at Fitz and sadness filled his eyes.

"Daddy, what is my punishment?" Zion asked lowering his head.

"You Zion, are going to help me clean up your room." Fitz said watching as Zion's face scrunched up at the word clean.

"I hate cleaning."

"I know. That's why it's called a punishment."

"Ok daddy."

"But first, we are going to feed our tummies and mommy."

"And the baby?" Zion asked surprisingly his eyes lighting up.

"And the baby."

The two of them began combining ingredients until the pancake batter was made. Zion scooted over and pulled the heart shaped mold out of the drawer, and handed it to Fitz to set on the griddle. Zion watched in awe as Fitz poured the batter into the mold, and waited for the edges to bubble so Fitz could remove the molding and flip the pancakes over. His nose scrunched up as Fitz flipped the first one and the batter splattered causing the heart to have a bubble on the outside of it. Zion watched as Fitz removed the extra batter, and smiled when it became a heart again. After the breakfast was complete, Zion got to have his fun as Fitz pulled out six small bowls and handed Zion the whipped cream and sliced strawberries.

"Ok sport, fill em up." He said handing the little boy the spoons.

Zion filled up each cup and tried his best to not make a mess. When he filled the last cup up with whipped cream, he looked up at Fitz with a pleading look on his face.

"Yes Zy, you can lick the spoon." Fitz said smiling at how little it really took to make this kid happy. After they added the bowls to the tray, and Fitz wiped the extra whipped cream off of Zion's face, they made their way upstairs to surprise Liv with breakfast in bed.

As they made their way into the room, Fitz wondered how he was going to tell the both of them of the surprise that they were about to get in the next few weeks. He also wondered when it would be a good time to discuss Zion's last name. Although he had no problems with the last name Pope, Zion was a Grant, and for that reason should have Fitz's last name. He just hoped Liv agreed.