A/N: Sorry that I ended the last chapter on a cliffhanger, I just couldn't help myself! But you asked for a quick update, so your wishes have been granted! Enjoy and let me know what you think! Xx Kate

Fitz' heart raced as he sprinted a few more yards over to where his wife's voice was coming from. He saw where the trail had eroded and where she must have slipped off the edge of the path down into the small creek bed below.

"Over here!" he yelled to the two men who were struggling to keep up with him. He didn't hesitate as he reached the drop off, flinging himself over the edge, "I'm coming down, don't move Mellie!"

Mellie was sobbing with pain and relief as Fitz tripped and slid down the steep slope. He cursed the whole way down and when he finally reached his wife, he quickly evaluated the situation. Mellie was covered with mud and branches, leaning up against a fallen log but she looked okay and he couldn't help but shed some tears as well. He put both hands to her cheeks and held her face tenderly, "Are you hurt?" he asked frantically.

"I'm fine," she whimpered as he pulled her face to his chest with shaking hands, "I just think I broke my ankle and maybe my wrist…I caught myself on my hands so I wouldn't hurt the baby," she choked out, Mellie could barely find the words, she was so relieved to see her husband. All her anger had vanished. Fitz kissed her tear soaked cheeks and then her lips, "Thank god you're okay."

"I think I could have made it back up, but it only just happened," Mellie explained as Fitz studied her body for damage, "I'm glad you came looking for me," she admitted sheepishly.

"It could have been so much worse, Mellie," he sighed and pulled her against him.

Mellie nodded into his chest, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she hiccupped, "I was just so angry I couldn't think clearly, and it was dark and I didn't see the path was turning..."

Fitz pulled away from her and turned to the two secret service agents who were at the top of the trail speaking quickly into their radios, "We'll need a helicopter to take her to Walter Reed. I'm not taking any chances," he ordered and then quickly turned back to his wife, "Mellie, please don't apologize. We'll talk everything through once I know for sure you and the baby are okay, all right? I can't think about much else right now…"

Mellie nodded again but then whispered something Fitz could hardly hear, "Did you call Olivia?"

Fitz shook his head in disbelief, "Mellie…"

"Was it all for show, Fitz? The kiss? Making up with me…everything that happened yesterday? I just need to know, are you going to go back to her? Did you call her?" Mellie's voice broke in defeat.

"Of course I didn't call her. I was worried about you," Fitz combed Mellie's ragged hair behind her ear and took a deep breath, "I thought I made it clear to you last night, but I guess I didn't really say it plainly enough…I can't explain what happened between us yesterday. I really can't. But whatever it was, I can't deny how I'm feeling. You, Mellie Grant, are my wife and…I love you."

Mellie choked on the breath she'd been holding and her lips slowly parted into a grin. Fitz grinned back and continued, "You drive me crazy, Melody; up the wall, crazy," he laughed but then his face got serious again, "And I know what you said in your note wasn't true, I know you weren't lying because everything makes sense now knowing what my father did to you. You make sense to me and I think that we can make sense together if we try to fix what's been damaged in this marriage. I think it's worth it, don't you?"

Mellie nodded vigorously, "Yes."

At this point Mellie was a blubbering mess. She was covered in dirt, tears, and little blood and yet she was the happiest she had ever been. As soon as she rested her forehead against her husband's chest, she heard the distinct sounds of a helicopter approaching.

"We're going to get you to the hospital and then we're going home, okay?" Fitz said.

Mellie took in a deep breath and sighed. For the first time in 15 years she felt safe and loved. Finally, she felt like things might actually turn out okay.

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Less than thirty minutes later, Fitz and Mellie had been checked into Walter Reed National Military Medical Center and Mellie and the baby had been determined healthy, aside from Mellie's fractured ankle and broken wrist. However, both were quickly wrapped and set and Mellie was given a small dose of Tylenol for the pain.

Mellie's OB had been flown in and was finishing up an ultrasound so that Mellie and Fitz could hear the heartbeat together, assuring them that their baby was in fact, okay.

Mellie had already heard it at her last check-up, but there was something about Fitz being by her side to witness it that made it special. He held her good hand and they both couldn't keep from smiling.
"So…mom and dad," the doctor said, her hand still on the Doppler, "Would you like to know the sex of your baby while we are here? I can tell you right now if you want to know," the doctor grinned.

Fitz and Mellie exchanged glances. Although Mellie had wanted to reveal the baby's gender on national television, something about this moment seemed far more appropriate given all that they had been through this weekend. They didn't even have to discuss it. Their smiles got bigger, if that was even possible, and they both nodded to the doctor.
"Perfect," she said, "well then, if you look up on the screen," she pointed to a shaded area and they both squinted, "it looks like you've got yourselves a little baby boy!" she finished.

Mellie laughed and squeezed Fitz' hand, "See, I was right!" she told him.

Fitz chuckled, "I'm glad you were," he replied, giving her a kiss, "I love you."
"I love you, too," Mellie smiled.

Yes, she thought, things were going to turn out okay.

And…Fin

A/N: I wasn't planning on this being the last chapter but I feel like this is a good stopping point and resolution for this story. Thank you guys so much for reading! And if I'm so inclined, perhaps there will be an epilogue. :)