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"Fitzgerald! Quiet!"
12 hours earlier
"Good morning soon to be Mrs. Grant. How are you and my babies doing this fine morning?" Fitz asked as he positioned himself over Liv and began kissing her neck.
"We are perfect Mr. Grant. I can't believe we are getting married in two days." Liv said as she tilted her head to grant Fitz better access.
"Well believe it, because in two days, you will legally be mine forever. So you'd better tell me now if you've changed your mind."
"About letting you marry me?" Liv asked as she settled her fingers in their favorite resting spot. She scratched his scalp tenderly as she looked at him for a minute, pretending she was in deep thought. She was marrying Fitz no matter what, but she decided to pause, just to make him sweat it out a bit. "Hmmm, I guess I'm willing to take you on as my husband." Liv finally answered as she looked into Fitz's eyes.
"Thank you." Fitz paused for a second, wondering if he should tell Liv the plans for the next evening. deciding it would be the smart thing to do, Fitz swallowed the lump in his throat before continuing. "Livvie, there is something I need to tell you." Fitz said with a shaky voice. He knew how possessive Liv was, and prayed she wouldn't call off the wedding once he told her.
"If this is about the strippers Matt hired, it's fine Fitz."
"You know about the strippers?" Fitz asked as his brows arched. This woman never ceased to amaze him. What she said next almost made him come on the spot.
"Fitz, not only do I know about them, I helped them pick them out. Matt and Harrison came to me a few days ago asking permission. They knew you'd turn them away, and they figured if I said yes, you'd be more open to the idea. Just so you know, Candy gives one hell of a lap dance." Liv said cheekily.
"Wait! YOU got a lap dance?"
"I got a lap dance..."
"They took you to a strip club!?"
"No! She came to my office. Abby and I got... quite a show."
"Did you like it?"
" It was... different. I may have even picked up a few moves though."
"So you're ok? With me having a stripper?"
"I am. It was actually pretty... classy."
"Classy?"
"Well, as classy as a lap dance can be." Liv said as she slipped her hand into Fitz's boxers and began fisting his length. "Make no mistake though. I like this, right here, so much better." She added with a smug grin. Fitz moaned at the sensation, and almost lost it when she bit her bottom lip.
"Fuck Livvie. That is the sexiest thing I have ever heard." Fitz responded as his head lowered into Liv's neck. They agreed no sex until the wedding, but right now, Liv was definitely testing his will power.
"Livvie, I need to be inside of you." Fitz whimpered as his hips involuntarily thrust into forward as Liv's hand gripped him tighter. She smiled as she began working his erection faster.
"Shhhh, just close your eyes and pretend you're making love to me."
The way Fitz's eyes locked shut, and his hips began moving in the most sensual motion was creating a pool of moisture to gather in Liv's panties. She moaned as Fitz's thrusts picked up speed and made contact with her drenched core.
She closed her eyes as she felt Fitz shift to the side of her and his fingers made their way between her slick folds. He began gliding them up and down to spread the moisture, and had to pray for the strength to not pin her to the bed and have his way with her all day. She gasped as she felt first one then two fingers enter her, and begin pumping in and out of her in timing with his thrusts.
"Fffitz... We shouldn't be doing this." Liv gasped as she tried to suppress the pleasure she was feeling in this moment.
"You're right, we shouldn't be. But tell me you really care right now."
Their hands began moving faster, causing their pants and moans to fill the room. Both knew they shouldn't be tempting themselves, yet they refused to stop until the other found their release. Liv was close, and judging by the change in Fitz's thrusts, he was close as well.
"Come with me Fitz." Liv pleaded as she felt her orgasm drawing near.
Fitz's mouth came down hard on Liv's. Their tongues thrashed against one another's, swallowing their combined screams. Fitz gave Liv's clit one final pinch as his hips thrust forward, sending them both over the cliff.
"Livvie..."
"Fitz..."
"I need to be inside of you. I need to make love to you."
"Fitz, we can't."
Liv wanted nothing more than to say fuck it and make love to Fitz for the rest of the day. Just as she was about to give in, there was a knock on the door.
"Let's go you two! Your wedding party has arrived." Susan yelled from the other side of the door. Fitz was immediately regretting their decision to have everyone spend the night at their house so they could make sure everyone was ready to leave for Paris the next morning.
Liv threw her head back against the pillow and sighed. There's nothing like having your soon to be mother in law yelling from the other side of the door, to kill your mood. Fitz laughed at her dramatics, and kissed her lips one final time before getting up and grabbing a washcloth to wipe Liv's stomach clean. Apparently he made more of a mess than he realized, but he got her clean enough to where she could comfortably make her way into the shower. Fitz decided to grab some clothes and make his way to the bathroom down the hall to shower and get dressed for their day.
A half hour later, Fitz was the first one downstairs, and smiled as he entered the family room and saw their dear friend Matt. He shook Matt's hand, and pulled the man into a brotherly hug.
Matt had been a friend of Liv and Fitz's since the seventh grade. He kept their every secret, and knew they were in love with one another almost from the first time he saw the two interact. He tried to talk each of them into making a move, but they were both too afraid too.
Matt may have been closer to Fitz, but he was fiercely loyal to not only Liv, but to Liv and Fitz as a couple. He and Fitz had gotten into a huge blow out when he announced he had proposed to Mellie. Matt refused to attend the wedding which hurt Fitz deeply. It took a few years for Matt to come around again, until recently.
At first, Matt used to only show up to see the kids on their birthdays and holidays, but since he learned of Liv and Fitz's relationship, the guys had become inseparable again. It was only right Fitz made him the best man, as he was one of their biggest advocates. Liv took comfort knowing how scared Matt was of her. She knew he wouldn't get Fitz into any real trouble which is why she allowed the strippers.
"Hey bro! How does it feel knowing that in two days, you will officially become Mr. Olivia Pope?" Matt asked teasingly, causing everyone in the room to laugh.
"Man, it is an honor like no other." Fitz responded with a goofy smile on his face.
Fitz knew he was whipped, but he didn't care. The fact that he managed to claim the heart of Olivia Pope, made him the envy of men everywhere. Being whipped also held the key to the best sex he had ever experienced in his life, so to Fitz, being whipped was totally worth every lashing.
The men spent a few moments getting caught up on what was going on with them. As they heading towards the kitchen, they were interrupted by a knocking on the door. Matt went to answer it and froze where he stood. His heart began to race and his mouth became dry as he took in the red-headed beauty standing before him. His eyes hungrily took her in, and his heart dropped when he realized she was with child. Some lucky bastard had gotten to her first.
"Hey. I'm Matt, the best man."
"Hey, I'm Abby, the maid of honor."
Abby had to fight the urge to lick her lips as she took in the 6'4 blonde with the most gorgeous green eyes she had ever laid eyes on. She could get lost in those eyes forever and be content. They shook hands and Abby flinched as she felt a surge of electricity coursing through her body. From the look in his eyes, Matt felt it too.
The two of them stood quietly for a moment, and Matt couldn't help the happiness he was feeling in this moment. Abby said maid, not matron which meant she wasn't married. He immediately wondered what kind of a man wouldn't have married her especially once he found out she was carrying his child. Matt made a mental note to grill Fitz on Abby the first moment they were alone.
Abby walked in and said her hellos to everyone before asking where the bride to be was. Fitz pointed upstairs, and Abby took off towards the bedroom. Honestly she needed to be as far away from Matt as possible in this moment. She had never felt anything close to what she felt the moment their eyes met. She instantly wondered if he was single, but paused as she felt the baby kick. No man would want a single pregnant woman. With a heavy sigh, Abby made her way into the room to talk to Liv.
Fitz and Matt were in the kitchen preparing breakfast for Liv and the kids when Matt decided now was as good a time as any to approach the subject of Abby.
"So, Fitz bro, what's the story with Abby?" Matt asked as he washed off the apples Fitz was handing him.
"What do you mean?" Fitz asked with a knowing smile.
"I mean, is her boyfriend coming to Paris with us?"
Fitz shook his head and tried to suppress a laugh. He and Matt had been friends forever. He'd like to think beating around a bush was a thing of the past. Fitz being the stand up guy he is, decided to mess with his friend a little.
"Nah Matt. She's flying solo on this one. Well, except for the baby." Fitz said, gauging his friends reaction. When he saw Matt's face drop, Fitz decided to go easy on his friend.
"You know, you should ask her out. She's become somewhat of a recluse since she found out about the pregnancy. Maybe meeting someone new would be good for her."
"What about the-"
"You'd have to ask Abby about that. But as far as I know, she kicked him to the curb as soon as she found out. You tell her I told you and I'll deny it."
Matt simply nodded and began formulating a course of action. There was something about Abby. Matt couldn't deny the magnetic force between them. He needed to know more, mainly if she felt it too.
Liv was sitting at her vanity, applying her makeup when Abby entered the room. Her first thought was to cover her stomach as she hadn't told Abby the news yet, but then quickly realized that she wasn't really showing just yet.
"How's the bride to be?" Abby asked as she began to sit on the bed, but thought better of it. Liv watched her cross the room, and sit in the chair near the vanity before she responded.
"I'm... good. I'm really good. People kept warning me about pre-wedding jitters and I honestly feel fine. I'm excited to become Mrs. Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III." Liv said honestly. Abby looked at Liv through the mirrors reflection, wanting to gauge her reaction.
"I wasn't talking about the wedding. I was talking about the baby." Abby replied, with a knowing smile as Liv dropped her blush brush.
"Abby..." was all Liv could say. She knew she couldn't lie to one of her best friends, but she wasn't ready to tell anyone just yet.
"It's ok Liv. I get it. You aren't ready to tell people. The wedding is in two days, and you wanted to wait until you were out of the danger zone. Right?"
"Right. But Abby, it isn't baby. It's babies. We're having twins!"
"Holy shit! Two little Olitz babies!? You have to tell me! How far along are you? When did you find out? I can't believe you, me, and Quinn are all going to have babies growing up together!"
Liv took a deep breath and waited for Abby to finish firing questions at her before she responded. "Well, I'm 10 weeks. We found out two weeks ago. The doctor thinks the twins are identical, but either way, we are going to wait a few months before we set up a second nursery. The twins will be sharing a room until they're at least a year so, we have time."
"Wow, this is amazing Liv! Congratulations!"
"Thanks Abby!"
The two women sat and chatted about everything and nothing while Liv finished applying her makeup. When she finished, she stood to walk to her closet to get dressed, and noticed Abby seemed to be mauling something over in her head. If she knew Abby, it was most likely a guy.
"Ok Abby, spill it. Who is he?" Liv asked, catching Abby completely off guard. Abby went to protest, but Liv quickly gave her a knowing look. Knowing she couldn't lie to Liv, Abby decided to come clean and tell her what was on her mind.
"Your friend Matt." Abby started, watching Liv's facial expressions carefully.
"What about him?"
"I met him downstairs, and... well... we shook hands but something happened. It was like-"
"The universe aligned perfectly and you could practically feel the moment his hear began beating in sync with yours? You could feel yourself breathing in sync with him, and you seemed to be able to see into his soul, just by looking into his eyes?"
"Exactly, you've felt that before?" Abby asked as she sat straight in the chair.
"Why do you think I'm marrying Fitz?"
"True. The problem is though, I'm not so sure he would want to get involved with a single, yet very pregnant woman." Abby said with an exasperated sigh. Liv sat on the edge of the chair and held her friend's hand.
"Look Abby, Matt is a great guy. He is a hard worker, one of the best family attorneys I know. He's also very determined. If he felt even a smidge of what you felt, he will not let it go so easily. He's also been hurt, badly before. Just don't hurt him."
"Liv, I know this sounds crazy, but I think I'm in love. I don't even know his last name and I can see myself having a family with him. I saw our children when I looked into his eyes."
"Then let fate lead the way."
The afternoon was spent with the men deciding to fire up the grill, while the women lounged around the pool. Once Liv and Abby went downstairs, she and Matt got to talking, and the two had been inseparable ever since. Fitz took a break from the grill, handing the reigns over to their fathers. He knew Harrison and Matt were throwing his bachelor party that evening as they didn't want to wait until they got to Paris. He honestly didn't want to go. He just wanted to stay at home and cuddle up by the fire with Liv, but surprisingly, she was one of the biggest advocates for the men's night out.
Fitz went and sat on a lounge chair by the pool, and smiled as Liv came over and rested between his legs. She handed him a bottle of sunscreen, which he took pleasure in applying to her body.
"Matt and Abby seem cozy." Fitz said as he watched the two who seemed to be enjoying their conversation on the other side of the pool.
"I think they'd be good for each other. They've both been hurt, and they are both good people. Maybe this is what they've needed." Liv said as she watched Abby smile for probably the fifth time since she's known her.
"Maybe." Fitz agreed as he returned his attention to his soon to be wife's scantily bikini clad body.
XxXxXx
Fitz and the men were on their way out for their night on the town. As always, Liv and Fitz put the kids to bed together, before they entered their bedroom so Fitz could get dressed. He seriously didn't want to go out, but he knew the men had their hearts set on it. He actually hoped "Candy" wouldn't be too touchy-feely as his father and father-in-law would be there as well. Sensing his apprehension, Liv crossed the room and pushed Fitz down onto the bed. She removed his boxers and began fisting his length, completely catching Fitz by surprise.
"Livvie, what are you doing? We agreed no sex until after the wedding."
"A blow job isn't sex Fitz."
"Livvie..."
"Fitzgerald! Quiet!" Liv demanded as her tongue traced his bulging vein and his tip. "I want to feel you explode in the back of my throat." She added before taking his length into her mouth.
His hands immediately sought out her hair as she began working his entire length. Between her mouth and her hand, she made sure every inch of his erection was covered. She knew she didn't have the normal allotted time to pull out all the stops, but she wanted to help Fitz relax, and honestly, Liv may have been cool about the stripper, but she wasn't stupid. They hadn't had actual intercourse in almost. week. There was no way in hell she was sending her man out to have another woman shaking her ass in his face, without making sure he ws taken care of first.
Fitz watched as Liv's head bobbed up and down, truly in awe of the woman kneeling before him. Her mouth created a vacuum, sucking him hard, provoking the growls she knew only she had ever brought out in him. Her eyes shot up and met his, and the love and lust he saw in them brought him to the brink far sooner than he expected. Liv took Fitz as far as she could into her throat, and moaned as she felt his hot seed coating the back of her throat. She continued her movements until she felt him go soft, then finally released him from her mouth.
"Livvie, what was that?"
Liv licked her lips, then crawled up Fitz's body, claiming his mouth with her own. He kissed him hard and bit down on his lip as she raked her nails across his chest. Finally coming up for air, Liv stood and made her way to the door. She opened it and turned to face a breathless Fitz.
"That was me giving you just a glimpse of what's to come in two days." Liv said, then turned and left the room, closing the door behind her. Fitz laid back on the bed stunned. He was definitely not going to have any problems tonight.
After a ten and a half hour flight, the Grants and the Popes arrived in Paris. With the six hour time difference between Paris and DC, Liv wasn't surprised that the children gave no arguments when they were sent to take a nap. Feeling the jet lag beginning to set in, Liv and Fitz passed out, as soon as their bodies hit their bed.
Liv woke up finding herself unable to move. She opened her eyes and realized she was wedged between Fitz and Karen. With some expert moving, she was able to wiggle her way from in between two of her favorite Grants. She tiptoed into the bathroom and quietly closed the door behind her. After finishing her morning rituals, she began to undress, to prepare for her shower.
As she waited for the water to warm up, Liv turned and looked at herself in the mirror. Her hands roamed her abdomen as she noticed the tiny, barely noticeable bulge that was beginning to form. To an outsider, if would appear she was just somewhat bloated if they noticed at all, but Liv knew better. She smiled as she stared at her belly which was reflecting the tiniest of evidence that there were two lives growing inside of her.
In a million years, Liv never would've thought she'd be standing in a bathroom, in Paris, the day before her wedding. She was getting married to the man of her dreams. To her best friend, and she was pregnant with his children.
Getting married and having a family of her own, was something Liv had given up on the moment she learned of Fitz's proposal to Mellie. She knew even in that moment, that if she couldn't have the life she wanted with Fitz, she wouldn't have it at all.
Flashback
Liv and Fitz were in her apartment celebrating the end of the semester, and the mending of their friendship. They were both packed and ready to head home to Santa Barbara in a few days, and were taking this time for themselves.
It had been a few weeks since they had the opportunity to see one another. Over the past few months, Fitz's then girlfriend Mellie seemed to be taking a lot of his time. It didn't bother Liv as much because she had Kenneth. Everything was fine between them until Fitz popped up unexpectedly, and told him of his intentions to propose to Mellie.
When Liv heard the news, she felt as if a weight had been dropped on her. She couldn't believe Fitz was going through with it. Their exchange of words quickly turned into the beginning of World War III. They both said some really nasty things to one another, and hadn't spoken to each other since.
After a few days, both began to feel guilty about what they said to the other, but both being stubborn, neither wanted to be the first to apologize. Finally unable to take the distance anymore, Fitz arrived at Liv's apartment with three bottles of wine and some old movies. They had gone through all three movies and Liv stood and went to the kitchen to open their third bottle of wine.
"Oh my goodness! I love this song!" Liv yelled as she heard Jodeci's "Forever My Lady" begin to play. She returned to her bedroom with an open bottle in hand and collapsed onto the floor with Fitz. He smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder. Liv's hand brushed across Fitz's and his heart sped up as he felt the sparks between them as her hand made contact with his.
"I'm happy for you Fitz." Liv said after a few moments of silence. She wasn't really, but she loved Fitz enough to want to see him happy. At the time, she thought Mellie was his happy. Fitz said nothing, instead, he pulled Liv closer into him, needing to be as close to her as possible in that moment. They both closed their eyes, and fell into the song.
Neither were sure when it happened, but the next thing Liv knew, she was straddling Fitz's lap as their tongues performed an all too familiar duel. Needing to feel a closer connection, Liv broke the kiss long enough to remove their shirts. Fitz's hands rested firmly on Liv's ass, as she began grinding her center against his rapidly forming erection.
Liv's hands made quick work of Fitz's sweatpants and boxers, as he pushed her skirt around her waist, and ripped her thong off of her body. He lifted her hips up and lowered her down onto his throbbing length.
They took their time and allowed their bodies to speak the words they were both too afraid to say. Even through the haze of alcohol, they knew what they were doing was wrong, but neither cared as it felt so right. The pleasurable moans and cries blended in with the music playing in the background. It was so loud, they hadn't heard the door open, and Mellie enter the apartment.
"Oh right there! Right there baby! FUCK!"
"Shit Livvie! You are so fucking tight."
"Oh god! I'm so close! Don't stop!"
Mellie walked further into the apartment and began calling out for Liv. With the music blasting through the house, it was no wonder they hadn't heard her approaching.
"Fitz! Fuck! I'm co... Fiiittttzzzz!"
"Livvvviiiiee!"
"Liv, Liv, are you here? Is Fitz... OH MY GOD!" Mellie screamed as she watched Liv riding her fiancé hard. Mellie was mortified as not only did she not participate in anything but missionary, her fiancé was currently fucking his "best friend". His face was twisted up and she could tell he just finished. Her head cocked to the side for a moment as she never recalled Fitz making that face with her.
"Fitzgerald!" Mellie boomed, causing Liv to jump off of Fitz and cover herself up.
Fitz groaned as he was annoyed their moment was cut short. His intoxicated brain hadn't quite registered the fact that it was his fiancé who had just walked in on them. When he did work his way through his alcohol induced haze, Fitz groaned when he realized what had just occurred. Leave it to Mellie to ruin a perfectly good post coital high. Then again...
Mellie stormed out of the bedroom, and for a moment Fitz debated not going after her. He looked to Liv, willing her to say she wanted him, say he was making a mistake, anything.
"You should go." Liv said, looking as if someone had just stolen her puppy right from under her. Well...
"I should go." Fitz confirmed and offered a sad smile.
When she said nothing further, Fitz gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead and went after Mellie.
The next morning, Fitz called and told Liv that Mellie had set a list of demands, and aside from the inevitable family gatherings, they were not to have any contact with one another. In that moment, she made the vow to herself that she would never search for anyone to give her the life she had always dreamed of. If she couldn't have it with Fitz, she didn't want it.
Liv was pulled out of her thoughts as she felt Fitz's hands slide around her waist. She smiled as her eyes locked with his through the mirror's reflection.
"A penny for your thoughts, gorgeous." Fitz said as he buried his head into her neck.
"I was just thinking about I used to think this moment would never come. You, me, getting married, babies on the way. Sometimes it seems like I'm in the most wonderful dream and I don't ever want to wake up." Liv responded, shocked by her own honesty.
Fitz raised his head and rested his chin on her shoulder as he pulled her in closer. Their eyes locked once again in the mirror, and Liv gasped as his hands roamed her naked flesh.
"You know Livvie, every morning when I wake up and see you lying next me, I have to pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming. I made the mistake of letting you go before. Never again will I go through life without you by my side. I love you Livvie."
"I love you too Fitz."
After a relaxing day at the spa, the women returned to their suite to begin getting ready for a wedding run through and rehearsal dinner followed by dancing with the men.
Liv had settled on a white strapless baby doll style dress. Of course her family and Abby knew, but she wasn't ready to tell everyone just yet. She slipped on her red 4" heels, and walked over to her dresser to grab her earrings, which would be the only jewelry she'd wear, other than her engagement ring. Her hair was straight, and her makeup, neutral. She wanted to classic for Fitz, not like a china doll. She also wanted to remind him of what he'd be getting the following evening. She gave herself a once over in the mirror and after applying a little more lipstick, made her way out of the bedroom.
"Wow, Liv, you look... Wow!" Quinn gushed as she saw Liv emerge from the bedroom.
"Yes mommy, you look amazing!" Karen added as she ran towards Liv wearing a similar white baby doll dress, except hers had straps suitable for a child.
"Thank you." Liv said as she grabbed her purse. She stopped as she noticed her moms and aunts emerge from the spare rooms, dressed to the nines. Abby came out soon after, wearing a green sun dress. Thankfully this was the one April where Paris decided to be on the warmer side. Liv walked towards the door, and looked over her shoulder.
"Now, shall we go render these men speechless?"
The wedding rehearsal was over, and now the families were sharing in the family dinner Susan and Maya had been planning almost 30 years for. They were all seated around the table, all eyes on Matt who was currently proposing a toast.
"After 17 years, you are finally out of the friend zone. You have given men everywhere hope. Thank you! Thank you man for showing us that it is in fact possible. Liv is brilliant, beautiful, and a spitfire. Liv, you have been like a sister to me since the seventh grade. I know how many boys, men, have vied for your attention. It took almost our entire lives, but I'm glad you decided to finally open up and tell each other how you felt. Liv, you are an excellent mother to Karen and Jerry, and I can't wait until you two start popping off little Olitz babies. That is if there isn't one brewing already. Seriously, I commend you, and wish you both nothing but the best of luck, joy, happiness, and prosperity in your journey through life together. Salud!"
"Salud!"
Fitz sat back and watched his family and friends having the time of their lives. There was great food, great drinks, and great company for all. Even the children were having a good time. He slid his arm around Liv's shoulder, and smiled as Liv relaxed into his embrace. In 24 hours, the woman in his arms would become his wife. In less than seven months, they would be welcoming twins into the world. Life was great.
Fitz felt Liv nuzzle her head into his neck and pulled her onto his lap. She lovingly wrapped her arms around his neck, as his arms slid around her waist.
"What's on your mind?" She asked as she gazed lovingly into his eyes.
Fitz tilted moved his face just inches away from hers and replied "this" just before pressing his lips against hers. Liv moaned as she felt Fitz's tongue sweep across her lips. He took the opportunity to seek out her tongue, and before they knew it, they were in their own little world.
Maya and Susan watched the couple from across the table and couldn't have been happier. Their attempts to pay Mellie off years ago may not have worked, but they were still getting the ending they were hoping for. Tomorrow, their babies would be married, and in a few months, would have babies of their own, together. It may not have happened in the order they wanted, but they were getting what they wanted nonetheless, and they couldn't have been happier.
Finally breaking out of their little world, Liv looked around the table and saw everyone seemed to be having a good time. Everyone except Eli who seemed to be on the verge of tears. Liv looked at Fitz who nodded that he already knew what she was going to say. Liv kissed him one more time, and stood. She walked around the table and extended her hand to her father.
"Daddy, walk with me."
Eli looked up at Liv, then to Maya who simply nodded before taking his daughter's hand. The two of them walked out into the courtyard, and stopped as they took in the sight of the Eiffel Tower, beautifully lit up at night.
"A penny for your thoughts." Liv said as she reached for her father's hand. Eli took a deep breath, then looked up towards the sky to suppress the tears that threatened to fall.
"When you were five years old, you came home from your first day of kindergarten and went on and on about this boy Fitzty Gant. "He wants to marry me daddy!" you said after I asked you how your first day of school went. I knew Fitz and I knew he was a great boy that would grow to become a great man. I knew he would succeed in life because his parents are great people with strong morals. I look back and remember how much time I thought I had to be the only man in your life. What I didn't bank on was the fact that time flies by so fast and I..." The tears were now freely falling down Eli's face. As they walk into the light, he could see they are falling from Liv's eyes too. Eli took a deep breath and fought to continue.
"You have grown into a beautiful woman. You are brilliant, you are fierce. You are the formidable Olivia Pope. Everything you've done in life, you've given it your all, and you have taken this world by storm. Everywhere I go and tell someone my name, they ask if I'm related to Olivia Pope. The pride that beams through me when I have the honor of saying I'm your father... Ladybug, I am so, so, so very proud of all that you have and continue to accomplish in life. Tomorrow, you take the next step in life and I... I know Fitz is a great man. I couldn't have asked for a better man to become your husband, but I...I'm losing my baby girl."
Liv stepped closer to her father and wrapper her arms around his waist. She rested her head against his chest, and closed her eyes as she listened to his heartbeat.
"Dad, you aren't losing me. You're gaining a son, grandchildren. Fitz and I, we are expanding on the families that you and Big Gerry began. We are reinforcing the bridge you two built, and we are making it stronger. You'll never lose me. I'll always be your little girl, and I'll always need my daddy."
Eli kissed the top of his daughter's head, and for the first time realized she had changed out of her heels and into ballet flats. He gave his daughter a tight squeeze and stepped back to look into her eyes. He wiped away Liv's tears, and smiled as she smiled back at him. The pair rejoined hands, and continued walking and talking through the courtyard. When Eli realized they had been gone from the party for quite a while, they began to walk back in the direction they came from. When they got to the doors of the restaurant, Eli stopped and turned to Liv before heading back inside. With a look of prise and admiration on his face, Eli spoke to his baby girl one final time.
"Liv."
"Yes dad?"
"You're getting married tomorrow."
"I'm getting married tomorrow."
After dinner, the men made their way back to their suite while the women made their way to theirs. When they returned to the hotel, Liv was shocked to see Marta heading down the hall to another room with Jerry and Karen. Aunt Mable and Aunt Marjory told her it was because the bride needed as much sleep as she could possibly get on her wedding day, and promised she'd see the children as soon as she woke up. Liv didn't think much of it and knew better than to question Aunt Mable or Aunt Marjory.
The women were relaxing in the suite listening to music and enjoying their sparkling cider. With three pregnant women, there was really no reason for them to have alcohol, so they danced and sang and enjoyed being in one another's company. A little after midnight there was a knock on the door, and Liv became worries it may have been the hotel manager as their music was somewhat loud. Liv walked to the door and looked out the peephole, surprised to see a police officer standing on the other side.
Liv opened the door and looked at the officer quizzically.
"I've received some reports of loud music coming from this room." The officer said as he looked at Liv with a blank face.
"I'm sorry officer, we'll turn it down." Liv said, holing they wouldn't be fined.
"Ma'am I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to place you under arrest."
"Arrest!? For what!?" Liv boomed. Thus officer had to have been out of his mind.
"Ma'am as the bride to be, I have been asked by... Mable and Marjory to place you under arrest to ensure you invoke your right to party!"
Liv's eyes shot towards her 88 yr old aunts and her moms who were all standing in the living room, holding stacks of dollar bills.
"What are you waiting on YaYa! Let the man in!"
"Yes! let.. The... Nice officer in LeeLee."
Liv stepped to the side and allowed the stripper her moms, aunts, and apparently friends considering the looked on Abby and Quinn's faces, had ordered through the door. She watched for a moment as the man began dancing in the middle of the floor and shook her head.
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
Okay, so I was going to put the wedding into this chapter as well, but this update was getting rather long for my attention span, and honestly, I couldn't focus after the Liv/Eli moment. That seriously drained me emotionally. I originally wasn't going to go the stripper route because it seems like such a cliché, but given the fact that this is Olitz we are talking about, I had to throw a little something in there. I assure you they were both well behaved, and the stripper will pose no problem in the next chapter.
Speaking of which, I'm working on the next chapter which will be the wedding, but I want it to be perfect so it may or may not be up tomorrow or Sunday. Please leave me your thoughts as your reviews make me smile.
S/O to my "bews" and Poprant for helping me through this chapter. ILY!