Ok so writers block is a bitch, S4 has left me trying to figure out more than the first three seasons combined, and life has been hectic. Hopefully now that I am past this part of the story things will flow like they once did. I will say that sadly, we are coming to the end of this story. I plan to end it on News Years, to bring it full circle. I know this chapter took forever, but I hope you all enjoy.

After an overly stressful day at work, Fitz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax with his very pregnant wife. Well, they would relax eventually, but first, he wanted her body pressed into whatever surface beneath him as he drove into her core repeatedly. He wasn't sure what it was, but he had never wanted Liv as much as he had wanted her this past month.

Once Fitz learned that Liv was legally Karen and Jerry's mother, in combination with the twins she was carrying, he couldn't seem to keep his hands off of her. It wasn't like she minded as her hormones had her ready to go at all hours of the day and night. Their parents and aunts had already made their way back to Santa Barbara, this time with the children in tow, leaving the home to Liv and Fitz.

Fitz had barely pulled into the driveway and turned off the car before he was on his feet, running through the front door. Not wanting to waste any time, Fitz began discarding of his clothes as he made his way through the home, in search of his wife.

He had been dreaming of this moment all day, and he already knew how his plan would be executed. Whatever room he found her in, he would pull her into his arms and take her against the closest surface; the only exception being the nursery. This plan would go off without a hitch as Liv had taken to wearing more dresses and skirts, and knew that if she wanted to maintain her expensive collection of panties, they'd be off by the time he got home. So imagine his surprise when he walked through the home and found Liv in the living room, involved in some strategy meeting with Abby, Huck, and Harrison.

"Ok Abby, I want you to gather everything you can on Mary Randall. I want to know if she so much as burped during class in the third grade. Harrison, see what you can do to keep the senator's wife from going public for at least 24 hrs. We need time to figure out how to spin this on her behalf if she plans to have a chance of running for office anytime soon. Huck, I need all forms of communications between the senator and Mary, as far back as you can go. When you have everything, I want you to leak the most innocent yet suggestive form of communication there is. We want to pique the nation's curiosity, and do so in a way that will not paint our client as a frigid shrew of a wife. We have 24 hours to get this done and with two of us expecting, that bumps us down to 16 so let's get going, all cylinders people."

Knowing they had been dismissed for the day, Abby, Harrison, and Huck made their hasty retreat towards the front door, almost knocking Fitz over in the process. Fitz silently waved them goodbye, before turning his attention back to his wife. Liv was clearly still in the zone, as she had yet to realize he had even entered the room. Her back was still towards him as she sat on the sofa, typing away at her computer.

Fitz was thankful that Liv had somewhat cut down on her hours. Although she was still working at least ten hours a day, he was pleased that she was doing most of it from home. She needed the comfort of their home to counteract the stress that crisis management could provide, and now that she was nearing her sixth month of pregnancy, Fitz was glad she was beginning to slow down. He wished she would just stop working altogether as her job was stressful and he didn't want that stress on her or the twins. But Olivia Grant true to form, fought Fitz every step of the way. He knew Liv was independent, but it wasn't just her she was looking after anymore. Either way Fitz didn't press as she was still capable of moving around fairly easily. He had to admit though, there was nothing sexier than seeing his Livvie, swollen with their girls, in fixer mode.

"My goodness Livvie, I don't think you could look any sexier than you do right now." Fitz said, finally alerting Liv of his presence.

"You know Fitz; I'm beginning to think you have a pregnancy fetish." Liv responded rather seductively as she stood and made her way over to her husband.

"It's just... Seeing you like this, your body swollen with our children, and the way you treat Karen and Jerry... It just does something to me." Fitz replied as he cupped Liv's face and gazed into her eyes.

Liv's eyes were darting between Fitz's and his lips. "And what exactly does it do to you?" Liv asked seductively as she slid her hand under Fitz's shirt. She squealed as Fitz scooped her up into a bridal carry and proceeded to head upstairs.

"How about I spend a good portion of the evening showing you?"

"Ok"

Two months had passed and things had changed drastically in the Grant household. Jerry and Karen weren't oblivious to the tension that surrounded them, they just didn't understand what was going on. They knew that Fitz didn't want Liv working anymore, and Liv refused to listen. They just didn't understand why their dad's demands were causing so much trouble.

Liv was entering the middle of her eighth month, and the twins were officially claiming her body as their own. Her tiny frame was constantly in pain from the added weight to her midsection and often times she didn't know if her knees or her back were giving her more problems. This often put her in a bad mood, not only from the pain, but her libido was raging, and Fitz was afraid to touch her out of fear he would hurt her or the twins. When he did touch her, he always went slow, keeping in mind he needed to be gentle with her. This frustrated Liv more than anything, as some days she just wanted him to bend her over and fuck her against the closest surface.

The family had been at the home for the past three weeks as Fitz had to leave town to tend to business. He wanted to wrap things up so he could be with Liv full time until the babies were born. He had already notified Cyrus that he would be taking his eight week paternity leave, the moment Liv's water broke. Leaving his pregnant, grumpy, horny wife was the hardest thing Fitz ever had to do, but he needed to make sure these things were done before Cyrus was left alone to tend to matters in all of their restaurants, all over the country.

"Are you sure you'll be ok looking after Liv and the kids until I get back?"

"Fitz, we raised her for 18 years, I think we can handle three weeks. Besides, we've got Gerry, Susan, and aunts Mable and Marjory as back up. Now go, your plane is waiting. Your wife and kids will be fine."

Fitz was thankful their family was so loving and supportive, but he had a feeling they had no idea what they were getting themselves into. Over the past three weeks, they all learned a side of Olivia Grant that they didn't wish to see again for a very, very long time.

On a daily basis, Olivia Pope had the ability to put the fear of God into the hearts on the most power men and women in DC. She was arguably the most powerful woman in the world. From senators to governors to even the President of the United States, she had a way of making them all step back and think twice before opening their mouths. There was no doubt that there was no one better at making problems disappear.

There wasn't a single client she would refuse to take on if she felt she could provide the best outcome for them. No matter the scandal, she would see to it that her client came out of it with as little fallout as possible. She only asked one thing and one thing only from her clients if she was going to represent them. Today a client broke Liv's rule, and he would learn that the only thing worse than a pissed off Olivia Pope, was a pissed off pregnant Olivia Pope, who hadn't seen her husband in three weeks.

"Mr. Ramos, I told when you first stepped foot into my office that you tell me everything or I drop you, and since I am not a tape recorder I don't understand exactly why I am being forced to once again remind you of this fact! You did not tell me you have had an affair with a student in the past which resulted in an investigation into your teaching! You withheld information from me which prevents me from doing my job accurately. If I can't do my job accurately, your problems don't go away! So, you will have charges filed against you, and you will need to find yourself a good defense attorney because this entire firm is dropping you, oh and good luck on finding anyone that is even a tenth as good as I am because I. Am. The. Best. In. The. WORLD and that's not arrogance, that's fact. I also guarantee you that no defense attorney will want to touch you with a ten foot pole once they learn that you were dropped by the formidable Olivia Pope! HUCK!"

"Yes Liv?"

"Please see Mr. Ramos out of my office. I'm sick of looking at his face."

Liv flopped on the chair behind her desk, fuming as she watched Huck escort a terrified Alexander Ramos out of the OPGA. Alexander Ramos, a law professor at GWU had come to her for help when he was accused of trying to solicit sex from one of his students in exchange for a passing grade. Although Liv and her team felt they were able to prove his innocence, Mr. Ramos failed to disclose the one thing that would cast a shadow of doubt over his innocence.

Five years before, he had entered into a consensual relationship with one of his second year law students. The student he was seeing was considered to be his star pupil. They managed to remain discreet until the semester was over, and they could be together publically. However, when word got out, doubt was cast on the nature of their relationship while she was his student and her grades were called into question. After a thorough investigation and the pulling of all of her assignments, it was proven that the student did in fact earn the grades she was given. Things quieted down for Ramos after that, and he was given a slap on the wrist but continued seeing the student.

Eventually, their relationship resulted in the birth of a son. Although he and the student wed a few months after finding out she was pregnant, the fact that he had been inappropriate with a student in the past, would cast doubt over his innocence. Now, Alexander Ramos was up shit's creek, without a paddle, and no hope of being saved by the great Olivia Pope.

From the moment Liv walked through the door, everyone could sense she was in a bad mood. Being 34 weeks pregnant was hard enough, but when you factor in twins, the long hours she pulled at work, preparing for thanksgiving dinner, the family she loved more than anything, but was growing tired of because they simply wouldn't leave, two kids, and...

"So how long until Fitz returns?" Abby asked as she slipped into the office and slowly lowered herself onto Liv's sofa.

"He's already finished the tours of the Chicago and Santa Barbara restaurants. The one in L.A. is officially open for business. Now he's in Miami going over the plans to open yet another restaurant there. Hopefully he'll be home soon. Three weeks has been far too long."

"Have you talked to him yet today?" Abby asked as she began gently rocking the baby carrier next to her.

"No, not yet." Liv responded as she watched Abby carefully.

Abby was beautiful pregnant, and now as a mother. She was always beautiful, but she had this glow about her that Liv had never seen before. Between her and Matt running off and eloping a month before, and his request to be placed on the baby's birth certificate, Abby was experiencing the life she had never thought possible. Liv was truly happy for her friend, although she was jealous her baby had already evacuated her body.

Abby and Quinn had managed to go into labor on the same day. Abby had given birth to a 6 lb, 7 oz Sparrow Phoenix who had a fireball of hair covering her head. Quinn had given birth a few hours before to a 9 lb baby boy they named Jonah Mason.

They honestly felt for Liv as she still had a few more weeks to go with twins. One had been enough for Abby's much taller frame, so she couldn't even begin to imagine what Liv was going through sharing her petite frame with two tiny humans.

Abby looked at Liv and could that the stress of work and home were beginning to catch up with her. She always had so much going on at work, and the twins had effectively taken over her body. That coupled with her overly smothering parents and in laws, and Fitz's absence as he was trying to take over the world, one restaurant at a time, did not make for a comfortable Olivia Pope.

Everyone was constantly on pins and needles around her as carrying twins seemed to be bringing out a side of Liv, no one wished to ever encounter. It seemed the only people she hadn't snapped at in the past three weeks were Karen, Jerry, Aunt Mable, and Aunt Marjory. Even Eli and Big Gerry had moved mountains to stay out of her way. Wanting to keep a hormonal Liv happy, both men were constantly jumping at the chance to flee the home and shop for whatever craving she was having that day. The moment Fitz returned, they all had a few choice words for him.

"So why don't you call him?" Abby asked as she picked Sparrow up out of her carrier and proceeded to feed her her morning bottle. Before Liv had a chance to respond, her phone rang.

"What?" she answered, staying true to the Olivia Pope greeting.

"Hi."

"Hi." Liv responded breathlessly as the voice she had longed to hear all day, caressed her ears.

"How's the love of my life today?" Fitz asked as he could feel Liv's smile through the phone.

"I miss you." She whimpered as she felt the tears burning her eyes.

"I miss you too. How are you feeling?"

"I am so uncomfortable Fitz. I just want to go home and curl up with all four of my babies and take a nap."

"Have I said thank you lately?" Fitz asked as he opened his laptop and being searching for a way to cheer his wife up.

"Thank me? For what?" Liv asked as she wasn't sure exactly what she had done recently.

Fitz sighed as he repositioned himself in his seat. "Thank you for being an amazing wife to me, and daughter to our parents. Thank you for being an amazing mother to Karen and Jerry. And thank you for giving up your body for months so our babies can grow and expand our family. Thank you for being so loving and caring, and sweet, and even though you are scaring the crap out of everyone around you, thank you for being you and loving me enough to put your body through something as stressful as having twins."

"Fitz..." she whimpered out as her tears were freely falling. Never in her life did Liv think that she would be lucky enough to have a man like Fitz in her life.

"So, I am going to grant you one wish. Anything you want, just say it and it shall be granted."

"Anything I want?" Liv asked somewhat skeptical.

"Anything you want Livvie. Tell me, what will make my baby happier than anything right now?"

Liv thought for a moment then stood up and walked over to her office window which had a perfect view of the white house. She knew what she really wanted wouldn't happen, but she wanted to voice just how much she missed him anyway. "I wish you were here, with me. I just wish your arms were wrapped around my waist and you were just holding me close." She hadn't noticed Abby fleeing from the room, but in this moment she couldn't have cared less.

There was a moment of silence on the other end before Liv felt a pair of very strong, familiar hands wrap around her waist. Her body tensed at first, but relax as his intoxicating scent began filling her nostrils.

"Like this?" Fitz asked as he turned Liv around in his arms.

"Fitz..." she said breathlessly as he lowered his forehead to meet hers. Their noses were brushing against one another's and their mouths were parted slightly as they breathed the other in.

"What... Are... You... Doing... Here?" she managed to pant out as she felt her knees begin to buckle. She missed this, just being in his arms. She missed him holding her close. She missed the sensual moments they shared just before their lips connected. She missed the way he...

"I couldn't wait any longer to hold you in my arms. Didn't you miss me Liv?"

She wanted nothing more than to answer him, but as his hand moved to expertly open the clasp that held her blazer closed, her breath hitched. Her eyes darted between his mouth and his chest as Fitz slid his hand around her waist. She couldn't think about anything other than how good it felt to have his hand slide under her blouse and caress her flesh.

Her pants turned into subtle moans as she felt his hand slide into the waistband of her pants. She gripped onto his suit jacket when he gently gripped her ass before his hand migrated to where she desired him most.

A low growl rumbled in his chest as his fingers were met with the proof of her arousal. A smile crossed his face as she gripped onto his arms and her head fell back in pleasure. He missed seeing the look on her face as he worked to make her unravel in his arms. He missed this. He missed her. Pregnancy had only made her more beautiful, more desirable, and as he felt her knees begin to buckle, Fitz knew neither of them could wait until they got home. He slipped two fingers inside of her drenched heat, as his lips came dangerously close to hers.

"Didn't you miss me Liv, even a little?" he asked at the exact moment his thumb began grazing over her clit.

Liv's hand slid up his arm and cupped his face as she tried to reclaim her ability to verbalize. "I did... Miss you... Oh yea..." she managed to pant out as Fitz slipped her a third finger. She couldn't contain the moans threatening to escape, so she pulled his mouth down to hers and allowed her husband to work her body over as he drew her bottom lip into his mouth.

Their kiss was heated and passionate as Fitz expertly strummed the chords that had Liv grinding into his hand. He could feel her essence flowing freely from her body, and fought the urge to take her right there on her desk. If her office had actually walls and opaque doors, he just may have. But right now, as his body blocked hers from the rest of the office's view, Fitz happy just giving his wife what she had apparently needed.

Fitz's hand picked up speed as he felt her pulling on his hair and nibbling on his bottom lip. The urgency of her kiss as she forced her tongue into his mouth, told him she was close.

"Open your eyes" he demanded giving them just enough time to take in more oxygen before he slipped his tongue into her mouth.

Liv struggled at first, but eventually managed to allow her eyes to flutter open as their tongues dueled for dominance. She felt the pressure building inside of her and suddenly it was too much. She began frantically sucking on his tongue causing Fitz moan as he felt her walls beginning to contract around his fingers. He held onto her as tightly as he could without hurting the babies, as her knees finally gave out, and her body exploded in orgasmic release.

Fitz pulled Liv's pants and panties down her legs and kicked them to the side. He lifted her onto her desk, and groaned as her hands began frantically attacking his pants. Fortunately for him he was able to reach the remote on her desk which allowed him to lower the blinds inside of the glass panels of her office, shielding their actions from the rest of the team.

He knew her breasts were sore, and as much as he wanted to feel her nipples harden under the assaults of his tongue, Fitz refrained as he stuck to assaulting her neck between kisses.

Liv having had enough foreplay for the day, reached between them and began stroking Fitz's shaft to the point he felt he would explode in her hands, before lining him up with her core. Fitz had barely entered her drenched heat when he felt something wasn't right. She was softer than he remembered, and her body wasn't clenching him the way it normally did. Liv wrapped her legs around him tightly, urging him to begin moving. Sensing he'd better hurry, Fitz immediately began stroking Liv's clit in rapid circles as he pounded relentlessly into her. It didn't take long before she was biting his shoulder to muffle her screams as she came harder than she ever had before, forcing him to climax immediately after.

"Let me take care of you." Fitz said as he saw Liv trying to get off of her desk. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief, and proceeded to clean them both up.

Once he pulled up and fastened his pants, Fitz went in search of Liv's discarded clothes to get her dressed. Fitz had barely had the chance to pull Liv's pants over her hips when she let out a silent scream and clenched onto his shirt for dear life.

"Fitz, my water just broke."

The next few hours went by in a blur. Liv could hear Fitz making calls and barking out orders to her team, but she couldn't understand what he was saying. Honestly the pain was so great she didn't care. She wasn't aware how they had gotten to the hospital, or when the children had shown up, she just knew that she was being wheeled down the hall for a cesarean, and when they emerged, they would finally be a family of six.

Liv opened her eyes to the sounds of crying. She looked over and couldn't help but tear up as she saw Talia nestled in one of Fitz's arms while Tamra was nestled into the other. Of course he had had practice before, but Karen and Jerry were much older now, and Liv could see he was still nervous holding such tiny humans in his arms once again.

Although the twins were identical, Liv had immediately found a way to tell them apart. Talia's hair was longer, and her cheeks weren't as puffy as Tamra's. They both had very fair complexions which Liv figured would change over time. They hadn't seen their eyes yet, but both girls had heads full of dark brain hair, covering their heads.

As Fitz walked over to hand Talia to Liv, she smiled as she noticed she was the perfect blend of them both. She had Liv's cheeks and nose, but her eyes, even closed, Liv could tell that was all Fitz. Liv stroked Talia's cheek as the tears began to fall again when she noticed her ears turning red, signaling she was excited.

Liv took of her mitts and kissed all ten fingers, before doing the same with her socks and kissed all ten toes. She was perfect, they were perfect. The nurse came in shortly after, and helped Liv get the twins latched onto her breasts. She wondered how so many mothers made it seem easy as she was ready to cry and break something, in this moment. Talia seemed to take to her breast immediately, but Tamra was having more trouble, and Fitz could see Liv clearly becoming frustrated.

As per the nurses suggestion, Fitz joined Liv and the girls on the bed, and from that moment on, Tamra didn't have any trouble latching on. She was definitely going to be the daddy's girl between the two.

Fitz watched on as Liv nursed their daughters for thr first time, and couldn't help buy be thankful for everything he had been blessed with. At six weeks early, Talia was an even six pounds, Tamra, six pounds, three ounces. He had four healthy children, and the woman of his dreams. Life was perfect. Fitz said a quick prayer, thanking the man upstairs that he was able to arrive home, just in time to welcome their baby girls into the world.

The family gave Liv and Fitz their alone time, choosing to bring Karen and Jerry to the hospital after dinner. Jerry immediately took to Tamryn, while Karen took to Talia. Fitz was amazed how smitten thr kids were with the twins as he had heard tales of the jealously that could stem from additions to a family.

Liv was thankful Aunt Mable had snuck her in a grilled chicken salad for dinner, as the hospital food left a lot to be desired. Susan knew Liv was concerned about Thanksgiving dinner seeing as how it was next week, but she quickly assured her that she and Maya would take care of everything.

Out of everyone in the room, Eli was the most emotional holding the twins. His baby girl now had two baby girls of her very own, and the fact that he was now a genetic grandfather melted his heart. The twins hadn't even opened their eyes and they already had him wrapped around their fingers.

They all expected Eli to be emotional as he had been a lot this past year with all of the changes in his daughter's life. What they didn't expect was for Big Gerry to turn into a babbling pile of mush holding the girls. As expected, Susan and Maya could have bought stock in Kleenex for all of the tissues they went through in the hospital, and Aunts Mable and Marjory were thankful they were blessed to live long enough to witness such a beautiful moment. In the eyes of thr Lord, their families were officially one.

After they all had their moments with the twins, and spent a few hours talking with the once again new parents, the family said their goodnights, and left Liv and Fitz alone.

Since Liv had opted to keep the twins in the private room with her, a second bed was wheeled in for Fitz so he could stay and help Liv with the twins from the beginning. True to Fitz form, he wasted no time pushing the beds together, and pulling Liv into his side.

"Thank you so much for our girls Livvie. I love you so much." Fitz said as he placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

"Thank you for our girls. I couldn't have gotten to this point alone. I love you so much Fitz." Liv responded just before falling asleep.

Fitz snuggled closer into Liv and closed his eyes. He was on the verge of sleep when Tamra began crying, waking up Talia in return.

So begins the life of sleepless nights.