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For all of you who hated the Jake stuff, I explain at the end of this chapter so please keep reading ;)
HEADS UP: This chapter explores the loss of a child. May be a trigger for some.
"Good morning sunshine." Franklin said loudly as he entered her bedroom just after 11am the next morning. He was holding an aspirin and a berocca in water. He placed them both on her bedside table as she rolled over groaning.
"Didn't know you could bust a move Liv." He said, trying not to laugh.
"Oh god." She said throwing back the aspirin.
"Great material if I ever need ransom." He laughed. She threw a pillow at him before laying back down. He continued to laugh as he left her room. Olivia picked up her phone. She had a text from Fitz that said Loved your moves last night babe. Hope your feeling ok this morning. Call me when you can. She actually slapped her forehead in embarrassment. She wondered just what her "moves" were. She hit call and the phone rang.
"Good morning. Just." he said when he picked up.
"Hi. What's up?" she asked.
"Oh, I just wanted to ask you whether you had revised your 'no sex till we are public' policy yet?" He said casually.
"What?" she asked completely put off by his question.
"You mentioned it last night, and honestly I really want to know if you had made a decision." He said with the same tone.
"I just woke up, I havn't thought about it any more." She said getting her bearings.
"Can you think while I stay on the phone?"
"You are incorrigible." She laughed. "So is Mellie staying in the White House?"
"No, she is moving back to Cali in a couple of months, when things have settled down a little. We want people to believe that we are amicable." He advised.
"Ok, well maybe in a couple of months we can look at things again." She conceded.
Fitz groaned. "You will be the death of me, seriously. What about phone sex? Does that count?"
"Fitz, I am not having phone sex with you." She whispered.
"Why not?" he whined.
"Because, I don't need to." She responded.
"Pfft. Your sex drive is as high as mine."
"I just want to wait ok."
He sighed but agreed.
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Mellie's imminent departure from the White House was well publicised, and Fitz knew there was no way Olivia would miss it, so the weekend before she left Fitz called Olivia.
"Hi." She answered.
"Hi." He smiled.
"How are you?" she asked leaning back in her chair.
"About to have one less person around nagging at me, so pretty good."
"I heard. You must be excited."
"I am, but I'm a little worried about Teddy. I know I will see him all the time, but I just worry." He sighed.
"Don't worry, he knows you love him." She said sensing his insecurity. He let that linger before he spoke again.
"So, do you have plans this weekend?"
"Actually I do…" he was honestly disappointed. "But next week I don't." she said smiling. "I was thinking we could go back to Vermont?" she questioned.
"Really?" he asked not being able to hide his excitement.
"Mmhmm." She confirmed.
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At about 4am the next weekend Olivia was being driven to the airport by Tom, to repeat a trip they had made a few months ago. They had an early start, so as to maximise the time they spend together, and so that they went mostly unseen.
When Olivia arrived at the house, she was somehow blown away again. She had forgotten how magnificent it was as they flew over the property at early light. When they landed and the chopper's blades stopped whiring the air was quiet, except for a couple of birds and Olivia couldn't help but smile.
They got out of the helicopter and as Olivia began walking to the house Tom spoke "Mr President will be here in about an hour and a half, there should be breakfast waiting for you."
"Thank you Tom. Please join me." She suggested. He looked around before nodding. They both walked in to the back of the house and over to the kitchen. Olivia was excited to see that the kitchen had been loaded with plates and cutlery and utensils and all necessary appliances. When she had last been there there was only a kettle and a few mugs. The large fridge had also been stocked with food.
She turned on the coffee machine and made them each a hot beverage before getting on to breakfast. She cooked enough for Fitz and planned on making him some french toast just before his arrival.
Olivia tried to ask Tom questions about his life, because he pretty much knew everything about hers, but he mostly just gave her short sentence responses. No wife, no kids, grew up in Boston, dad was in the army, mother died recently.
They were sitting in a relatively comfortable silence when the sound of blades cutting through the air approached. She had intended to change her clothes before his arrival, but it had slipped her mind. She walked towards the back of the house to watch as M1 landed. It was barely on the ground when Fitz was jumping out of it.
She watched as he approached, the broadest of smiles on his face. She opened the door when he was close and he stopped just short of the threshold.
"Hi." He said.
"Hi" She returned. Then without further notice he grabbed her face in his and kissed her.
"God I missed you." He said as they broke apart. She smiled before she grabbed his hand and led him to the kitchen. She made him a coffee as she put his food in the microwave to heat up. Fitz had shaken Tom's hand when they entered the kitchen but Tom made himself scarce quickly after that.
Olivia was in the middle of making Fitz' coffee when he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder for a moment before kissing her neck gently, sending shivers up her spine.
"You should eat, you will need the energy today." She said and he moved his hands to her breasts and squeezed gently before sweeping one hand back down her body and slipping it into her pants. He felt her stiffen as he did so, perhaps in surprise.
"Do you want me to stop?" He asked before continuing, thinking that perhaps she had reconsidered what she wanted, which would be fine. She shook her head that she didn't want him to stop so he crept his hand down and onto her mound.
"You waxed" he moaned onto her neck. She shook her head yes. His whole palm was covering her as he felt how smooth she was. Then he curved his middle finger parting her lower lips right near her entrace. His finger slid right in easily with all her lubrication.
"Your so wet. Is that all for me?" He asked and he moved his finger slowly back and forth in her folds.
"Yes." She said slightly breathlessly.
"Good." He said as he moved his hand up towards her clit where his fingers rubbed in circles as her head rested on his shoulders. He played there for a while before going back down to her depths.
He added another finger and slowly pushed them into her. She gasped and moved one hand to his thight behind her, grabbing what she could. He moved his fingers in exactly the right way, never continuing the same motion for too long and curling and turing those fingers in a way that had her going crazy. It all felt so good that she didn't want it to end, but the tension built to a point that she knew she had to release or she would die.
And just as that thought crossed her mind he removed his fingers from inside her, picked up one leg behind her knee and rubbed her button quickly. Moments later she exploded, wrapping one arm around his neck to stay upright as her legs threatened to give out.
"I've got you." He said as he slowly released her leg and wrapped that arm around her waist while still rubbing her slowly. As she regained composure he quickly dipped his fingers down inside her again and made a sound of contentment as he did. She jumped slightly in surprise.
"Don't worry, I'm just getting some cream for my coffee." He said as he pulled his hand out of her pants and dunked them into the mug of coffee sitting in front of them on the counter. He swirled his fingers around in the mug, stirring in her essence.
"Your disgusting." She said watching him. She knew that factually it was disgusting, but it was also a massive turn on.
"You love it." He said smirking at her before taking a sip of his coffee. "Mmmm" He hummed as he brought the cup down. When he placed it back on the counter Olivia pounced on him, kissing him.
They moved back to the closest counter top and Fitz moved his hands to her ass. As soon as he did she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist. His erection was pressed into her stomach and she started grinding on it. He pulled away from the kiss, keeping her legs wrapped around him.
"Now I know we said we would christen every room, and we will, but I havn't spoken to you in a week almost. How are you?" He asked genuinely.
"I would be perfect if you would make love to me." She said moving against him her head tilted to the side.
He crashed his lips down on hers and moved out of the kitchen. Their tongues battled while he carried her up the stairs. He walked all the way to the master bedroom before he put her down. Their lips broke apart as he set her on the ground and they only looked at each other, before beginning to remove each others clothes.
They removed each item of clothing, one by one, examining the exposed skin as they went. They were naked, but they just stood there, in front of the other looking and touching. Olivia rubbed her hands up and down Fitz' chest, and around to his back. Fitz, after gently cupping her breasts, moved his hand down to her waist and her bottom.
After just admiring each other for a few minutes Fitz picked her up, the bends of her knees sitting over his arm, her arms around his neck. He gently placed her down on the bed and hovered over her, kissing her mouth.
When he disconnected from her lips he sat on his haunches to admire her. She lay there, arms out to the side, not afraid of his gaze and it was beautiful. He picked up her foot as he watched her and brought it to his mouth, kissing the pad of each toe before sucking lightly on her big toe. He then lifted her leg so it was parallel to the posts of the bed and began kissing down the back of her leg, leaving a trail of saliva that chilled under the air. He kissed the back of her knee a few times before placing that foot back on the bed, on one side of his legs, then picked up the other foot and repeated.
He placed that leg back on the bed and watched as she glistened before him. He involuntarily licked his lips before putting his face between her thighs. He kissed up each thigh to her apex, but never touched it. This had Olivia's chest heaving of the bed. Her scent had him going mad and he couldn't wait to taste her.
He slowly and only slightly poked out his tounge between his lips and ghosted it across her. He heard her inhale sharply.
"I have missed the taste of you Livvie." He said before repeating the same motion but with more pressure. He watched her writhe and repeated the same thing, increasing the pressure again, before properly licking her top to bottom. He watched her clench the cover with her hands. He smiled as he licked again before slowly circling her nub with his tongue. He made her come quickly.
She lay there recovering, thinking of how much she hoped he would let her recover enough so that she could return the favour when she felt him lay down next to her. She opened her eyes to seem him watching her intently, love filling his eyes.
"I don't want to wear you out too qucikly." He said, knowing that it was going to be a long night. She rolled over onto her side and kissed him again, running her hands over his arm and slowly down his body til she met his erection. She grabbed it in her hand and he fell flat onto his back. She gave him a smirk before kissing down his body, from next to him on her knees.
She kissed his pelvic bone as she stroked him slowly before kissing his head. Then she poked out her own tongue slightly and ran it across where she had just kissed. He hummed in delight, knowing what was next. She quickly delivered by lowering her mouth over him as far as she could go. She loved having him in her mouth, and hearing the noises he made, it turned her on to no end.
When she started bobbing up and down she slightly opened her legs and moved her whole body. Moments later she felt him grab the leg closest to him and pull it closer. She paused her movements while he repositioned her so that her crotch was in his face. He quickly took advantage and started licking her. She dropped her head to his base in pleasure and kissed her way up his cock.
Their mouths worked in sync almost as they worked each other. Every thrust of his fingers inside her was met by her mouth swallowing him whole. Every cricle of her tongue on his head was a circle of his on her clit. Every long lick of his, was the same of hers. He would slap her ass, she would squeeze his balls. It was the most delicious and intimate form of sex that either had experienced, so in sync, so perfect.
It was so perfect that neither worked too hard to push the other over the precipice, just lavishing in one another. It wasn't until Olivia felt his thighs tense that she knew he was close. She sped up her movements and so did he, and not too long after they were drinking in each others essence litterally, and basking in the pleasure of their climax.
She placed her head on his thigh as she stroked him gently after his orgasm, licking up any residual semen. When she felt him press a gentle kiss to her button she swung one leg over his head and fell off him onto the bed. She kept her head on his thigh though and he rubbed her legs, lifting his head slightly to get a good look at her face. He smiled at her before laying his head back on the bed.
"What?" She asked shyly.
"That was amazing." He said with a huge grin.
"It was wasn't it." She said moving a hand into his chest hair. When he could reach her hand he quickly pulled it closer to him, forcing her up from the bed. He put both his hands under her arms when he could reach and pulled her across his body onto the bed next to him before rolling on top of her.
"God I love you." He said looking down at her as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She blushed before she spoke.
"I love you too." She said back and they both felt his immediate errection against her leg. She wrapped her arms around his waist opening herself up to him. He kissed her again before reaching between them to line himself up with her entrance. He just gently brushed over her now swollen clit as he did so and smiled at her arms tensing around his neck.
He placed his head at her entrance before making eye contact again. They were smiling at each other giddily before Fitz pressed his pelvis into hers slowly. His brow furrowed and a deep groan escaped his mouth as she whimpered and bit her bottom lip gently. The maintained eye contact until he was fully and deeply inside of her when he grabbed the lip from between her teeth between his own before sucking on it.
He slowly moved back before pushing fully into her again, causing her to grab his strong biceps. He repeated his motion a couple more times before he rolled them over so Olivia was on top. She loved being on top, especially at the beginning because she could set the pace.
She lay flat on top of him initially, grinding against him, creating friction between their torsos. When she felt she was well adjusted to him she pulled his hands from her waist and intwinded their fingers, using him as support as she sat up on him. She swirled her hips and threw her head back as she felt him deep inside.
She kept up a slow pace, swirling her hips and rolling them, all the while watching Fitz as she did so. She could see him panting as he watched her breasts move with her body. She removed a hand from his and placed it on his chest. His hand immediately squeezed her breast and rolled he nipple between two fingers while he did so.
Not too long after he had had enough of only touching and needed to taste, so he disconnected their other hand and propped himself up on his hands and latched his mouth onto her stiff nipple, wrapping his tounge around it. Once he has given the other nipple the same treatment he kisses her chin and she wrapps her arms around his neck.
He grabbes the side of her face and tilts it back so he can suck on her neck as she grinds on him slowly. But the next things she knows he has her on her back again, as he kneels between her legs. He picks up her legs from under her knees and picks up the speed a little bit and it feels so good. She wonders if it has gotten better, or whether she just forgot how good it is.
She is moaning and groaning and loving every inch of himself he is giving her. She loves this man with all her heart and she is so thankful that they are where they are. And she looks up to see the skylight to the open blue sky, and on either side is the green four poster bed that is theirs and she looks back up at Fitz and realises that this is the dream, that this is everything, that he is everything. She feels a tingle up her spine and she feels the air sucked out of her lungs quickly. She squeals so Fitz picks up his speed and moments later she is reaching for him. He obliges, pushing her knees into the bed on either side of her as he continues to love her and she kisses him for a few seconds before she screams in rapture and begins moving against him.
Fitz thinks it might be the sexiest thing he has ever seen in his life and as her walls squeeze him he comes inside of her. He continues to thrust into her as he rests his head in the crook of her shoulder and sucks on her neck, but she continues to thrust against him. He moves his head to look at her and her mouth is ajar.
"Oh my god. Oh my god." She begins to moan repeatedly.
Fitz quickly pulls out of her before burying his face in her once more. Her body jolts off the bed at the contact of her tongue but moaned in pleasure. Fitz continued to lick her as she urged him on with her hands in his hair. He continued until she pulled him up by his hair and they kissed as she appeared to come down from her high.
When she opened her eyes he was looking at her with his signature smirk. "What was that?" He asked impressed.
"I have no idea, but it was amazing." She said breathlessly, with a chuckle at the end.
"I could tell." He said putting a hand on her stomach. He could feel her muscles twitching under his hand.
"Oh my god." She said putting one hand on her forehead, and one in Fitz' hair. "I honestly don't think I have ever had an orgasm like that before." She said turning to look at him.
"I'm glad." He said pulling her as close to him as possible. "I was a little worried that it might be awkward, after all this time." He said brushing her hair out of her face.
"Really?" She asked surprised. He blushed slightly.
"Just with everything that has happened, Teddy and Jake, I just didn't know. I hoped that it would be exactly like this though." He said with a smile and a kiss.
And so went an incredible weekend of sex, of two best friends catching up, of soul mates re-acquainting with one another.
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A couple of months later it was September 19, Fitz's 55th birthday. He was having a gala, as the last celebration he would have as president. Over the last couple of months Fitz had kept onto Olivia about bringing forward their public relationship and eventually she decided that his birthday could be a good opportunity to have a few subtle photos taken showing their chemistry.
The weekend beforehand, she went to the White House in casual clothing giving the impression that she wasn't there to fix anything, which she wasn't, except fixing some food. The next step was the gala.
So understandably, Olivia was very nervous the day of the gala. She had her dress hanging up, her hair and makeup artist was coming later in the afternoon and her jewellery was selected. She had never been this nervous for an event before in her life.
It was around 5pm when her hair and makeup was done, and she began putting her dress and jewellery on. The car was coming to pick her and Franklin up at 6pm sharp. Olivia's dress was a strapless number with a sequinned top and was very flowy from the bust down, white of course. She had tear dropped earnings and matching ring, no necklace.
Franklin wolf whistled as she walked out. She blushed.
"The President is a lucky man." Franklin said honestly.
"I think I am the lucky one." She said walking up to him and brushing his lapel and straightening his bow tie. Franklin smiled before he looked at his watch. The car arrived 5 minutes later and they were off.
The President had already arrived when they pulled up so the crowd was pretty excited. Franklin and Olivia walked in quietly. Fitz was greeting everyone as they entered and his eyes lit up when he saw Olivia and Franklin.
"Happy birthday Mr President." She said with a hint of seduction in her voice. He smirked. He held out a hand for her to shake and kissed her cheek.
"Thank you Miss Pope. I hope you enjoy your evening, I hope you will save a dance for me."
"We'll see." She teased. They both knew she was joking. They stood staring before Franklin cleared his throat. Fitz dropped her hand and moved it out to Franklin.
"Franklin. Good to see you."
"Good to see you too Sir." He responded before they moved on.
As it was a birthday gala, there was no politics, no was served before the guest appearances. Chris Rock had been invited to do a skit, as well as an English comedian, and a couple of songs from Fitz's favourite band U2. Afterwards the house band played.
The main table consisted of Fitz, Karen, Andre, Jerry, May, Mellie, Andrew, Cyrus, James, Franklin, Olivia and Fitz's secretary Lauren. They all laughed thoroughly and sung along to U2. Everyone chatted contently throughout the meal.
Olivia was sitting with Franklin on one side and Lauren on the other. She realised that she knew very little of Lauren outside of her job so decided to make an effort and talk to her. Olivia really enjoyed speaking to Lauren. She had was quite passionate about her job and loved living in D.C. When she mentioned she was single Olivia had an idea.
The house band invited people to dance. They played a nice mixture of music allowing slow dancing with the classics, but also adding in some contemporary songs. Fitz was obviously required to dance with many people and was first up.
"Have you seen Jake and Lilly, Franklin?" Olivia asked. Jake and Lilly had been invited, but were sitting at another table.
"They are dancing." He pointed to them on the dance floor. "Shall we." He said holding out his hand for her. She took it gladly and they danced their way over to them. When the song finished, the two sets broke apart, Franklin taking Lilly's hand for the next dance. Jake held out his hand and Olivia took it.
"It's good to see you Jake." She said genuinely. He placed one hand on her waist.
"Good to see you too." He returned. They continued the chit chat for a little while longer, until Olivia noticed Fitz dancing with Lauren. She let them dance for a while, before she lead Jake over to them.
"Lauren, do you mind if I cut in?" Olivia asked. Lauren seemed a little disappointed until she saw Jake. Olivia smiled. "Lauren, this is Jake, Jake, this is Lauren." Jake gave her a look but was too nice to say anything so he offered her his hand and she stepped closer to Fitz.
"That was smooth." He said sarcastically.
"Oh shoosh, we owe him." She said as he put one hand on her waist and held her hand in the other.
"You think she is his type?" he asked. She raised an eyebrow. "Ok, fair point."
They danced around the room for quite a while, talking about whatever they wanted to because they could, before some senators wife asked for a dance. He reluctantly released Olivia and gave her a quick but apologetic look.
Later that night Stevie Wonder came to sing happy birthday and the cake was cut. He grabbed two plates and headed over to where she was standing in a corner.
"What is it with you and corners?" he asked handing her the plate.
"I just like watching." She said with a smile.
"So how exactly did you get Stevie Wonder here?" he asked.
"You knew that was me?" she asked surprised.
"Of course. I was hoping for something a little more Marilyn, but I'll settle for Stevie Wonder." He joked.
"Marilyn huh?" she smirked. He nodded.
"But thank you."
"My pleasure Mr President." She said as seductively as she could in public. A waiter walked passed and Fitz asked for a neat scotch and a glass of red. After the waiter returned Fitz started running off a bunch of jokes he had found when she told him he wasn't as funny as Chris Rock. She was holding her wine in both hands and throwing her head back laughing, but not at his jokes. She was laughing because they were not funny at all. He had done it deliberately knowing it would make her laugh. They didn't even notice when the photographer came closer as snapped a photo. Fitz had his hand on the top of her arm and it felt so good not to have to pull away from her.
The night was coming to a close and as the last of them walked out, Franklin told Olivia he was going to stay at Lilly's. She smiled as he walked out and moved more quickly to where a car was to pick her up.
Fitz was getting into his motorcade when Olivia stepped out of the building. Sensing her gaze on his back he turned to Tom and whispered something. Tom began making his way over to her. Fitz was waving to some of the stragglers who were still around. He was about to get in the car when he turned around, needing one more look at her. Their eyes locked and they both smiled.
But seconds later Olivia observed a flash from somewhere off above Fitz head and saw him jerk forward and his eyes closed. His name fell from her mouth as Tom pushed her to the ground. She was paralysed by fear and didn't understand what happened.
"Miss Pope. Miss Pope. I need to secure you Ma'am." Tom spoke from on top of her, but he got no response. He picked her up and walked as quickly as possible to the first available car. "Olivia, I am going to take you to Fitz." She heard this though and nodded.
"Are you hurt?" Tom asked next to her. No response. "Miss Pope, I need to know if you are injured."
"Im fine." She said quietly without looking at him.
They arrived at the hospital and Olivia was ushered to a secure waiting room. About 5 minutes later Cyrus joined her, then Mellie, Karen and Jerry. They were the only ones allowed in. Mellie wrapped her in a hug as soon as she arrived.
"He is going to be fine Liv. He is Fitz, he is going to be fine." She tried to sound reassuring. Jerry then gave her a tight hug as did Karen, who continued to hold Olivia's hand. When Olivia didn't speak, Karen sat down and pulled Olivia's hand down for her to sit too. The usually independent Olivia was glad for the direction.
As the adrenalin left Olivia's body she started feel sick. Knots started forming in her stomach and she was feeling a little nauseous. She put it down to worry and stayed quiet. It was about an hour later, when they still hadn't heard anything that the pain worsened. She began squeezing Karen's hand tighter and tighter. If it wasn't for that, no-one would have noticed anything.
"Liv. Are you ok?" Karen asked concerned. Olivia nodded but her face scrunched slightly. Olivia remained seated, in pain, until she felt the bile rise in the back of her throat. She quickly let go of Karen's hand and ran to the bathroom. She only just reached the toilet before the contents of her stomach found its way into the bowl.
Mellie heard her heaving and quickly dismounted her hair and pulled off the underlying hair tie, and rushed in to Olivia. She pulled Olivia's hair out of her face and secured the hair tie around a messy bun at the back. Mellie then retrieved some damp paper towel and began dabbing her forehead.
When there was a break in her heaving she managed to croak out a thank you. Mellie smiled weakly before squatting to rub Olivia's back lightly. That was when Mellie saw it. There was a dark red substance seeping through the back of her white dress. Then she noticed the one hand that was clenching her stomach. Mellie continued to stroke her back and dab her forehead, trying to comfort her.
In the next lull in her heaving Mellie said she would retrieve some water for her. She opened the bathroom door and leaned against it. "Jerry. I think she is having a miscarriage, can you get a doctor." Mellie said very quietly, hoping not to alarm everyone. Jerry looked at her sadly, before heading out the door.
Mellie returned with a bottle of water and a cup for Olivia. She poured some and put the bottle on the sink before bending down to her again. Olivia grabbed the cup without bringing it to her mouth. Mellie then moved some stray hair from Olivia's forehead and rubbed her back with the other.
"Liv, I think you might be having a miscarriage. Jerry has gone to get a doctor." Mellie tilted her head to one side as Olivia turned to look at her. Her eyes were bloodshot and had tears from all the vomiting but they were distressed as she looked at Mellie who was very calm. Olivia began shaking her head, no.
"Your bleeding, and you have cramps." she said looking at her hand clutching her stomach. "I'm so sorry Liv." Mellie continued rubbing her back. Olivia closed her eyes and her bottom lip began to quiver before she began sobbing, which turned into more heaving quickly.
The doctor arrived shortly after. "Miss Pope, we need to get you onto a bed. I have one just outside the room, do you think you can walk?" the doctor asked. Olivia nodded. Mellie took her cup of water and put it on the cistern before helping her stand. The doctor put one arm around Olivia's waist and helped her the rest of the way, laying her down on the bed on the other side of the door.
Cyrus and Karen had become quiet distressed when the bed was wheeled in, not knowing what was going on. Mellie manoeuvred her so that they didn't see the back of her as she got into bed, then covered her with a blanket. Jerry handed her a sick bag and she was wheeled out of the room. Mellie watched her go before she ran to catch up with her. She walked up next to her bed and Olivia saw her.
"I just don't want you to be alone. Ask me to leave at anytime." Olivia's reaction was only the slightest of movement of her lips, but Mellie took that as consent. They wheeled her into a room, and quickly hooked her up to machines to monitor her stats.
"So I understand you have had some bleeding, and some pretty bad cramping. Would it be ok if I take a quick look?" The doctor asked and Olivia nodded. Mellie turned to face the wall behind Olivia's head but grabbed the hand closest to her. As soon as she did Olivia squeezed and closed her eyes tightly.
When Olivia felt her dress being placed back over her the doctor took off his gloves and walked up to Olivia on the opposite side to Mellie.
"I'm so sorry Miss Pope, but it would appear you are having a miscarriage. Do you have any idea how far along you are?" the doctor spoke, Olivia only shook her head.
"I…I didn't even know…" she choked out. The doctor nodded sympathetically.
"We are going to need to do an ultrasound then, to determine how far along you are, and whether you will need surgery or not." Then he went to retrieve the machine. The doctor returned with a hospital gown and the machine. The doctors, and Mellie as much as she could without feeling she was invading Olivia's personal space too much, helped Olivia into the hospital gown. Then they covered her bottom half with the blanket and lifted it to put the jelly on her stomach. It was cold and she flinched, squeezing the hand Mellie was still holding, with her head turned away from the machine.
After a few minutes the doctor wiped the jelly off and pulled Olivia's gown back down.
"It looks like you were about 12 or 13 weeks along, but things are progressing on their own, which means you wont need surgery. You will need to rest here until the process is complete. I can provide you with pain killers if you would like, and a needle for the vomiting if you need?" the doctor rattled off, Olivia barely hearing anything he said. When she didn't respond Mellie asked for some pain medicine to be brought in for her to have if she wants, but the vomiting seemed to have calmed. A nurse came by a few minutes later with some water, and some towels. The nurse helped Olivia roll so that she could place a towel under her.
Mellie pulled up a chair and sat next to her bed for another half an hour or so, until she thought it was ok for her to go update everyone.
"Liv, I'm just going to go tell everyone your ok and see if there is any news on Fitz." Olivia's hand went limp, releasing Mellie's, and she tucked it under her body and rolled to face away from Mellie. Mellie looked at her sadly before she exited the room.
When she arrived back to where Karen, Jerry and Cyrus were they all jumped up and asked questions. She held out her hands, before she placed her hands on her face.
"Liv is having a miscarriage." She said and they all stopped. Karen covered her mouth with her hand as she gasped. Cyrus sat down and ran his hand down his face from his forehead. Jerry turned around, having already known that but being upset regardless. "They said it could take a couple of hours, and she will have to stay for a while after that for observation. Have you heard anything on Fitz?" she asked. They all shook their heads. Mellie sighed. "Ok, well I'm going to go back to Liv."
"Can I see her?" Cyrus asked standing up.
"I'll ask Cy." She said rubbing his arm.
Mellie took her shoes off quickly before returning to where Olivia was. She was still on her side, but was scrunching her face in pain again.
"Liv, there is pain medication here. Do you want it?" Mellie asked, walking to the side of the bed Olivia was facing. Finally giving in Olivia nodded and she sat up and swallowed the medication. "Cyrus wants to see you." As soon as she said that Olivia's eyes told her all she needed to know. She didn't want anyone to see her like this.
"No word on Fitz, he is still in surgery." Olivia nodded sadly. "Do you want some food? You should probably eat something."
"I'm fine." Olivia whispered. It was Mellie's turn to nod.
They sat in silence for about two hours or so when Mellie decided to figure out something for them to both eat and get an update on Fitz. She found Cyrus standing just on the other side of the door fidgeting. She was about to tell him that she didn't think Olivia wanted any visitors when they heard a scream from her room. They both turned to go into her room but Mellie stopped Cyrus, without a word. He was upset, but respected her privacy.
Mellie hurried in to find Olivia cruled up in a ball as far up the head of the bed as possible crying. Mellie moved up to her and was about to ask what was wrong when she noticed the towel containing the evidence of her miscarriage. She could make out the features of a tiny baby that would fit into her palm. Mellie hit the nurses button and folded the towel gently.
The nurse came in and Mellie showed her what was in the towel. The nurse quickly took the towel away, putting a new one down. They helped her lay back in the middle of the bed but she remained in a ball and continued to cry. It was truly heart breaking for Mellie to watch.
About half an hour later Olivia was still crying, but began whispering Fitz' name.
"Liv, Fitz is in surgery still."
"Fitz. I need Fitz." She repeated, getting gradually louder. Mellie tried grabbing her hand but she pulled away. Mellie pressed the nurses button again. When the nurse appeared she asked if there was something they could do. The nurse called the doctor, who looked at the chart and said it shouldn't be a problem to sedate her as it appeared that the miscarriage was complete. So the doctor did so.
Olivia quickly fell asleep. Mellie breathed a sigh of releif, and went to check on everyone else. When she re-entered the room Karen was sleeping with Jerry's jacket over her, Cyrus was tapping his foot and Jerry was standing with his arms crossed. He spoke when she entered.
"They got the bullet from his brain successfully, they are just repairing a tendon in his shoulder now and have to put wire in his rib that was shattered, he should be out soon. Hows Liv?"
"They sedated her." She said looking at Cyrus who was looking at her now too.
"Can I go sit with her?" Cyrus asked. When Mellie nodded he was out of the room very quickly.
Mellie stuck her head out of the door. "Hal, can I have an update on the shooter?"
"We have found him Ma'am, he is in custody, currently being questioned."
"Does that mean the others can come now?" she asked.
"I don't think that will be a problem Ma'am. If they meet at the White House I will have someone bring them in." He said and she returned inside the waiting room.
"Jerry, can you call Franklin, he needs to go to the White House, and Andre seeing as Karen is asleep. I will call James and Andrew. May and Lilly are welcome of course, just be conscious of Liv."
Jerry called Franklin. He was at James and Cyrus' along with everyone else. Jerry told Hal this and they had a car sent over. They arrived about 20 minutes later. They all hugged each other. Lilly and May had decided not to come to give everyone some time together and babysit Ella and Teddy, but Andre went straight to Karen and hugged her tightly.
Jerry hadnt told Franklin what was going on with Liv because they were on the phone. When he noticed she wasn't in the room he said "Where's Liv?" and Andrew, James and Andre all looked around, noticing she wasn't there too. Then James asked about Cyrus.
Mellie told James she would get Cyrus and asked Franklin to join her. They walked down the hall to her room. She stopped just outside her room.
"Franklin. Liv had a miscarriage. They had to sedate her, but she will be fine." She said calmly.
Franklin didn't say anything so she opened the door. "Cy, James is here." Cyrus had been leaning his head on the bed next to Olivia. He slowly stood up, gave her a kiss on the forehead, patted Franklin on the arm before he walked down the hall. Mellie let him go and followed Cyrus back.
They all sat pretty quietly with their significant other, being comforted (except for Jerry). People dozed and whispered to each other for another two hours or so before the doctor came in again.
"We were able to repair the tendon as well as his rib, so he should make a full recovery. There is some swelling on his brain but that shouldn't take too long to subside." They all nodded and said thank you.
"I'll tell Franklin." Jerry said standing up. No-one objected so he left. When he entered Liv's room she was still sleeping. Franklin was just holding her hand. Jerry relayed what the doctor said about Fitz and then slumped down onto a chair.
"You ok?" Franklin asked Jerry.
"Yeah, it is just a lot." Jerry said. Franklin nodded. They didn't say anything else for a while, and Jerry thought he might want some privacy so he returned to the group some time later.
The sun was rising when the doctor came in next to say that he had been moved to a secure ward where he would be staying until he was discharged and that he could have visitors, two at a time. Olivia was still asleep. Jerry and Karen went in first. Then Cyrus and Mellie. Mellie kissed his forehead and whispered that he needed to come back for Liv before leaving. When Cyrus emerged they all decided that they would take turns in sitting with Fitz, but that everyone should go home for an hour or so and shower and change. Karen and Andre were on first shift.
Olivia's room was on the way out and Mellie stopped in to check on Franklin.
"Hey, were all going home to shower and change and then we are taking shifts. How about I stay here with Liv and you go back with everyone else and change and come back when your ready?" she offered.
"Thank you Mellie." Franklin said. He stood up and kissed Olivia's cheek and then left.
He returned an hour later and Olivia was still asleep. Mellie then went to change and sleep.
Olivia didn't wake until later that night, and when she did it was Franklin sitting there. Her team had taken turns, but Franklin had barely left her side. He quickly grabbed her hand trying to comfort her but tears quickly filled her eyes and spilled over. Franklin quickly jumped up next to her in the bed and he tucked her into his side as she cried.
"Where is Fitz?" she asked when the crying subsided enough for her to do so.
"He is still unconscious, but his surgery went well, they think he is going to be fine." Olivia quickly sat up wiping her tears, before she threw off her blanket and hopped out of bed, heading to the door.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"To see Fitz." She said without turning around. Franklin quickly jumped up and ran to stop her before she got to the door. Before he could speak she looked at him desperately.
"I need to see him."
"Ok. Just hang on, I'll make sure the coast is clear." He poked his head out the door. When he didn't see anyone he opened the door for her to emerge. He had been moved just a couple of rooms away so it was relatively easy to get there unnoticed.
He opened the door to Fitz room, where Cyrus was sitting next to him.
"Liv, your up." He said as she walked in. She didn't acknowledge him, simply walking to the other side of Fitz and crawling up next to him. She placed her hand over his beating heart and rested her head next to his. She closed her eyes and just lay there. Silent tears fell from her eyes.
Cyrus was slightly dumbfounded by her actions. He knew how they felt and had known for a long time, but he had never seen them be anything other than professional (except when he saw them kissing many years ago). He quickly recovered though and re-arranged Fitz's blankets so she was covered too.
"You two can go home. We will be fine." Olivia spoke. Cyrus and Franklin looked at each other. Cyrus shrugged, not wanting to argue. Franklin was hesitant, which Olivia could sense. "Cyrus, will you please take Franklin home." Franklin rolled his eyes in defeat.
"Fine. Abby brought you some clothes. I will get them from your room and then we can go." He retrieved the clothes and put her phone on the bedside table. "Call if you need anything." He said and she nodded slightly. He kissed her cheek before they left.
Olivia lay next to Fitz until she decided that she needed to get out of the hospital gown and into proper clothes. Abby had packed some pyjamas, some casual clothes, underwear and some of her cosmetics and toiletries. There was also a pharmacy bag with some sanitary products. She decided that she should probably have a shower and then dressed in her pyjamas before crawling in bed next to Fitz again. She fell asleep at some point and arose with the sun.
Karen walked into the room at around 6am.
"Liv. Oh my god. Are you ok?" she asked putting her stuff on a couch.
"I'm fine." She said with a weak smile.
"Can I get you anything. Have you eaten? Are you hungry?" she asked quickly.
"I'm fine Karen. Thank you." And when she said nothing else, Karen just sat down. Karen didn't really know what to say. Should she say sorry for her loss? Should she say she was sorry she didn't get to meet her brother or sister? She didn't know so she said nothing, which Olivia appreciated.
Olivia spent the next few hours in the same spot next to him, visually examining every part of him she could, and sleeping.
Everyone else who came in after Karen said hello and asked if she needed anything, to which she would say she was fine, then they would sit for a couple of hours without speaking. She assumed Karen told everyone she was in no mood to talk and they respected that. The only person she spoke to was Franklin. He tried to get her to sit in a chair instead but she refused.
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It was around 2am the next morning when Olivia awoke. She looked to Fitz and found him looking back at her. They searched each others eyes.
"Hi." She said first.
"Hi." He returned softly and she moved closer to him, as close as possible and put a hand on his cheek. She felt his hand on her lower back. She kissed his mouth gently and felt him purse his lips slightly before she tucked her head right into the crook of his neck. He felt her tears on his neck. "I'm here, I'm ok." He whispered trying to console her, but it didn't appear to help. He wanted so badly to wrap her up in his arms but couldn't move his other arm. When she stopped crying Olivia moved out of the bed, but continued to hold his hand as she pushed the button for a nurse, and picked up her phone, turning it on for the first time since the shooting. Her phone buzzed continuously for five minutes with all the messages and missed calls.
As the doctor walked in he was pleased to see the President awake. He checked his vitals, and gave him an update on his condition, which Olivia listened to intently while sitting on the edge of his bed and held his hand. The doctor said he would need to be taken for some tests, considering it was still very early in the morning, it would be easiest to do so now, so he said he would arrange them. Olivia didn't let him out of his sight as the test were conducted and held his hand as soon as she was allowed to. He was comforted by her presence, but could see that there was something going on with her.
When they arrived back at his room he pulled her closer.
"I'm just letting everyone know your awake." She said texting on her phone. When she had finished she climbed up next to him and cuddled up close. He heard her exhale when she was comfortable.
"So do you want to tell me what's wrong?" he asked stroking her back slightly. He felt her tense up and shake her head no.
"Livvie, please?" he said worried, wondering why she wouldn't talk to him. She was silent for a minute or so, figuring out how to tell him.
"Something happened." She whispered. That was all she could manage before she started crying again.
"What happened Liv. Your scaring me." He said wanting so badly to bring her face up from his chest to look into her eyes. He was genuinely scared now. He had never seen Liv like this, so clingy, so sad. He put his hand into her hair and tried to get her to look at him.
"I…I…had a miscarriage." She said not looking at him until she finished the sentence. "I didn't know I was pregnant." She clarified. His eyes filled with sadness and tears as he looked at her, then he released her hair and returned it to her waist and squeezed tightly.
"I'm sorry." They said at the same time.
"This was not your fault. Ok." He said as tears fell silently from his eyes.
They cuddled for a couple more hours, just comforting one another before Olivia's tummy grumbled.
"When was the last time you ate Liv?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"The gala."
"Tom." Fitz said loudly. He had seen Tom standing at his door when the doctor had come in. Tom entered.
"What happened to your arm?" Olivia asked seeing his arm in a sling.
"I was shot in the arm at the Gala." Olivia was speechless. How did she not know he was shot. He had covered her when the shots started, did he take a bullet for her she wondered.
"Can you have the chef at the White House prepare enough pancakes for everyone I assume will be coming this morning, and have them brought over?" Fitz asked and Tom nodded before leaving to complete the order. Olivia was still a little confused.
"What's up?" he asked.
"I didn't know Tom was shot. He carried me to the car because I wouldn't stand up. But he had been shot."
"The adrenalin can make a big difference. But he is ok Liv." He said patting her face.
An hour later the entorage arrived. Really it was only Karen and Jerry though. They decided that they didn't want to overwhelm Fitz, so they would again take shifts. They brought the pancakes with them and they all ate happily. They had sat Fitz up so that he could feed himself, but Olivia sat on the side of his bed and cut his pancakes for him.
Whenever anyone else was around Olivia moved to the other side of the bed, to the side he was injured on, careful not to hurt him though. She didn't want to be disconnected from him, but knew other people wanted to be close to him too.
Mellie came by with Teddy and Andrew an hour or so later. It was the first time Teddy had visited because they were worried about how he would cope. He shuffled into the room a little anxiously and didn't run over when Fitz said his name which almost broke his heart all over again. But Olivia picked Teddy up and put him where she had spend most of the last day, next to him.
"Just be careful of Daddy's head and shoulder Teddy." Olivia pointed to his bandages when she spoke.
"Can Daddy have a kiss?" Fitz asked Teddy, desperate to calm his youngest child. Teddy leaned up and kissed his dad on the lips. Fitz one arm hugged him.
"Are you ok Daddy?" Teddy asked.
"Im going to be just fine Teds." He said kissing his head. When father and son looked comfortable, Mellie walked over and kissed Fitz's head and Andrew shook his hand.
"I'm so glad your ok Fitz." Mellie said honestly.
"You had us worried man." Andrew said then he handed Mellie a bag.
"Oh, we brought you some things." She said walking to the cupboard. "Some underwear and pyjamas, your toothbrush and today's paper." She placed the paper on the table at Fitz's feet and Olivia picked it up. Front page was a photo of his shooting. She had to fold it to be able to read the article underneath. When she finished reading the blurb on the front she looked up at Mellie.
"Thank you Mellie." She said. Olivia only hoped that she knew she didn't just mean for the paper and clothes, but for everything over the past couple of days. Mellie smiled, she knew.
They stayed for half an hour longer before they said goodbye. When they left Olivia sat next to Fitz and opened the paper for them to read. Along with pages on Fitz's assassination and the culprit there was an article on the two of them, a photo accompanying it was the two of them laughing. They looked truly happy.
"Well at least something positive came from this." He said motioning to the picture. Olivia was quiet. "That was the plan right, have people see us flirting, in a month we go on our first official date and the rest is history." He smiled.
"Right. That's the plan." She said. "Do you want me to get a nurse and see if you can have a shower?" She asked changing the subject. He knew she was avoiding.
"Sure."
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Olivia refused to leave Fitz's room for the next two days.
"Liv. We should talk." He said. She was sitting in a chair next to his bed.
"About?" she asked.
"Why don't you head home, get some rest." He encouraged.
"I get plenty of rest here."
"You havn't been home since the gala." She didn't respond. "I love having you here, but I don't think it is healthy for you to stay here. Your grieving, and I understand, but you need to get back to your own life."
"I don't know if I want to…" she responded quietly.
"What do you mean?" He asked. She didn't answer right away and when she did she put her hand on his face and grabbed his hand.
"I don't want to live another minute without you, not anymore. I watched the love of my life get shot and I didn't know if you would live. That…changes something inside you. I don't want to live without you."
"You don't have to live without me, ever. But you can't live in this hospital." Olivia dropped his hand and face, but he grabbed onto her hand again. When she was looking at him he spoke. "I love you."
"I love you too." She said leaning in to kiss him. They both smiled.
When Franklin came in that afternoon Fitz said that Olivia should go back with him. She was hesitant but knew he was right. She picked up her bags and left a long kiss on his lips before they left.
Franklin was so relieved to be bringing her home. He too thought her staying at the hospital was unhealthy but didn't know how to get her to come home. He had prolonged going back to school until he thought she was ok and this was a good sign.
As soon as Olivia walked into her apartment she felt something wash over her. Relief? Confidence? Comfort? She felt normal again. So first thing she rang her team to check in. They were fine, as she knew they would be, but they were all glad to hear from her. They hadn't been to visit her since she woke up because Fitz was only allowed certain visitors and she was always with him.
Next she had a shower and changed into her casual clothing. Franklin made her some tea and they watched the news for a while.
"You don't have to babysit me. You can go be with Lilly." She smiled.
"Lilly went back to school a couple of days ago." He said casually.
"Franklin, you should go back to school. I will be ok here, I promise." She said trying to sound confident.
"I will go back in a couple of days, don't worry, Im not missing anything." He was, but she didn't need to know that. She kissed his cheek then put her head on his shoulder.
"Thank you Franklin."
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Two weeks later and things were going well. Olivia had come up with a new plan. She would be seen publically going into the hospital, she would help him home when he was discharged. A week later he would be doing an interview, where he would admit that he had had feelings for her for a while and that a shooting really shows you what is important. He saw their lives flashing before him. Then they can go on their first public date after that and see how things go.
She had been seen going into the hospital about 4 times in the last week, but of course she had actually visited every day. She helped him with his physio and they would have strategy meetings with Cyrus and Andrew.
When it was time for him to be discharged it was Olivia who was pushing the wheelchair(protocol), Karen and Jerry on either side, Teddy in his lap. Fitz waved as the media flashed them, and that photo appeared on the front page of most newspapers the next day.
Fitz eased back into his schedule, with Andrew helping where he could by attending on his behalf to small meetings or public appearances. His arm was still in a sling which wasn't too bad because he was left handed but it was still more difficult to do just about everything.
Olivia called Fitz at least twice a day to check up on him, which for him was a little strange considering he was previously the one who would always call her. But it was also reassuring for him to know she was all in.
When the interview came around he was well prepared. Nothing he said was a lie. He did have feelings for her for quite some time, and his shooting just made him realise he didn't want to hold off on a relationship any longer. He also spoke about his recovery and his plans for his last year as president.
Overall the interview was perceived well. His ratings regulated quickly and the media were loving the idea of a presidential courtship, the magazines they could sell, the unlimited speculation.
The whole week after Fitz' interview Olivia tried to figure out the perfect public date for them. They couldn't go to a restaurant because Fitz only had pretty limited use of his right arm and he didn't want to look like an idiot trying to cut a steak. They couldn't do anything too dangerous, even rollerblading could potentially pop his stitches or re-injure his arm.
He found her pacing in the residence one evening when she was joining him for dinner.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked as she walked back and forth. She stopped when she heard him. She walked up to him and kissed him on the lips lightly.
"Our date. Trying to think of something we can do."
"Oh, I have it all planned already." He said. She was surprised, but pleasantly so.
"Oh really? And what, may I ask, is the plan?" she asked intrigued.
"You will just have to wait and see." He smirked, knowing how much it would kill her.
"Just a hint?" she asked knowing he wouldn't let on.
"Nope." He said and walked away. She huffed in frustration before following him to the dining room where they ate.
When they were finished they snuggled on the couch. When she slipped her hand under his shirt and onto his abs he groaned.
"Liv. I want to ask you something and I really hope you are ready to talk about it." He said pulling her legs onto his lap. Her stomach clenched, knowing where he was going.
"I would really like you to tell me what happened at the hospital." She didn't pull away, which was a good sign. He really thought it was important in them moving forward, being able to grieve for a child they never knew. Olivia rested one elbow on the head of the couch supporting her head, and the other lay across her body, tucked between the couch and her thigh. She took a deep breath before she began speaking.
"So it was an hour or so after I arrived at the hospital that I started to feel sick, and I was getting stomach cramps. I assumed it was the adrenalin wearing off, but the pain only got worse and worse, and then I started vomiting." She started picking at some imaginary lindt on her pants. "Mellie came into the bathroom and pulled my hair back and got me some water." She took a breath. "Then she told me I was bleeding and that a doctor was coming. So they helped me into the bed and wheeled me down the hall. They did an ultrasound. I don't know how long after that she left and I moved the blanket." She paused to swallow and wipe the silent tears. "There was all this blood. And I went to move the towel and there it was, our little baby." She stopped to wipe more tears. "But I couldn't look." She shook her head and sniffled.
Fitz took his sling off and pulled her closer with his good arm and wrapped both his arms around her. "Fitz, your arm."
"I don't care. Right now, I need to hold you." They held each other while they cried. It was important for both of them. They hadn't spoken about their loss since she first told him and it was an important step in the grieving process to share and cry.
A/N: So, let me know what you think.
So some of the reviews have indicated that people don't like the Jake stuff... Well, everything has a purpose, as on the show, but I'm sorry if you didn't like it. What I was trying to show was that things with Jake are good, but things with Fitz are on another level. He needs to tell Jake how to please her, but Fitz already knows. I like Jake and I genuinely think that Olivia and Jake could have lived on the island for the rest of their lives, happily. And I only put in all that stuff because I knew that it would be resolved in the same breath (updates).
I hope you are still reading because I'm quite enjoying writing this.