A/N Well everyone the time has come to say goodbye to this fic. I felt this was a good place to stop it. I have soooo appreciated all the reviews. Reading your reviews really helps me to become a better writer. I have These Are the Days of Our Lives left and another fic idea kicking around in my head so stay tuned for that one.

Four Months Later

Mellie and I are no longer in therapy. We have really turned a corner and have come to an understanding. Our relationship is much more cordial. I walk into the room where she is laying on her side. The sound of the machines are the only noise in the room. I know she isn't sleep, but I slowly approach the bed.

"Mels." I say as I stroke her hair. "Sorry it took me so long, but I'm here now." She looks up at me and her eyes are red and puffy. As she is about to speak a contraction hits. I grab her hand and try to talk her through it. I look at the monitor and I know it is a strong one. Finally the pain subsides and she releases my hand as I stroke her back

"Fitz how could I have forgotten how badly this hurts?" I can tell from her voice that she is tired.

"I guess that's the bodies coping mechanism to forget the pain." She nods and shifts in the bed trying to find a comfortable spot. I know from past experiences that her back is probably killing her. I rub her lower back.

"Thank you." She says softly. It's not long before another contraction is ripping through her.

"Breath through it you are doing so good." He strokes my forehead as I try to fight through another contraction. I really don't know why I decided to do this naturally. I know I can change my mind, but I'm too stubborn to admit defeat.

Finally after what seems a lifetime I am told I can push. It only takes ten minutes of pushing before our son enters the world screaming and red from exertion. He looks just like his father. We decide to name him Thomas William Grant. A big name for a little guy, but I have hopes he will live up to it. The doctor places my son on my chest and I instantly fall deeper in love with him than I ever thought was possible. He immediately tries to start nursing.

Fitz laughs. "He's a Grant for sure. In this world for five minutes and already trying to eat." Fitz runs his fingers over our sons dark curly hair and stares at him in awe. He bends and kisses my forehead.

"You've done good Mels."

"We have done good." She looks up at me and smiles. I never thought Mellie and I would get to this point. Just four months ago we were at each other's throats and now we are able to actually stand being in the same room with each other. We are able to parent our children as a cohesive unit and more importantly we are friends again.

Two Days Later

I help Mellie into bed. She is still sore after giving birth. As soon as she is settled she reaches for Thomas. I gently pick him up out of the bassinet that is at the side of the bed and hand him to his mother. He squirms in his sleep, but quickly settles down once he's in her arms. I kick my shoes off and climb into bed bedside her.

"He looks so much like Gerry when he was that age." She nods, I could tell she was thinking it too. She looks at me unshed tears glistening in her eyes. I pull her against me and kiss her forehead.

"I miss him Fitz." I know this should be a happy moment but I can't stop thinking about Gerry.

"I do too honey. I do too."

"Will it ever stop hurting?"

"I think time will just help us to get used to the pain, but I don't think it'll ever stop hurting, that we'll ever stop missing him." I nod and sigh before turning my attention back to Thomas. We hear a knock at the door and Fitz gets up from the bed. He returns with Teddy in his arms.

"We have a visitor." Teddy smiles at me. Fitz brings him over to the bed and he climbs over looking at his brother. He bends and kisses him on the forehead before settling down between Fitz and I. I feel myself falling asleep.

"Fitz can you?" I don't get it out before he nods and hops out of bed. He takes Thomas from my arms and lays him back in the bassinet. Teddy has turned onto his side and is out. I ruffle his hair and smile. He's gotten so big. Fitz climbs back in bed and settles on his side and I do the same. We smile at each other.

"How long are you going to stay here?" I ask her.

"I was thinking maybe a week. Give you some bonding time with Thomas." I nod wishing it were longer.

"Well you aren't that far I can come by and see him and Teddy every day."

"Of course you can." It's strange that Mellie and I are in a better place now that we are no longer married. I fought for the marriage, but by the end of the therapy with Dr. Mackenzie I realized I needed to let her go, let her be happy. It was a hard pill to swallow to realize that I could not make her happy anymore that there was too much pain and destruction to fix our marriage. Although the therapy didn't save our marriage it still brought us close together and for that I am grateful especially for the sake of our children.

"When he gets a bit older we'll work out a schedule like we have for Teddy. It will be even easier once I'm done with my term. I will move into a place near years." I never thought I'd walk away from being first lady, but I did and I'm happier. The White House didn't ruin Fitz and I, the pressure of the White House just exposed the fractures that were already there, but now we are truly back to being friends. I'll always love him and he has a special place in my heart and life, but we have changed too much to salvage our marriage. It was difficult when we finally came to that realization, but once all was said and done we found that we were happier together when we weren't together.

Fitz snuggles deeper into the covers and stares at me. "Can you believe that we are here?"

"What do you mean?"

"Here being nice to each other as a divorced couple." She laughs that Mellie laugh that I love so much. I will always love her, but I loved her enough to let her go.

"No if someone told me five months ago that this was possible I would have called them a liar." She says smiling. Mellie yawns and I know she is exhausted.

"You should get some sleep before he wakes up." I look down at a sleeping Teddy. "Before they both wake up." She nods in agreement. It only takes a few minutes before she is out. I stare at her as she sleeps, she's beautiful. I miss her like crazy. I won't pretend that I don't, but she's happy, glowing. She's no longer bogged down with anger and regret. I'm happy too because she is happy. I smile to myself with the hope that maybe one day we can try again, but until then we'll just be friends and raise our kids together, but apart.