Thanks everyone for the reviews! I appreciate the feedback and took everything into consideration. Just wanted to let the readers know that this is purely a fictional story that I've come up with to entertain myself and others as we wait for January 10 to roll around. Yes, I've clearly used aspects of the show but I've changed Fitz and Liv to characters that I find interesting. This chapters tone is a little different than the previous ones but it was needed before I can jump back into some fun stuff. Hope you enjoy. The reviews really did motivate me to write another chapter. Let me know what you think. Happy reading!

"Mmmmm, well good morning to you too." Liv said as Fitz awoke his sleeping beauty by nuzzling her neck and giving her sweet kisses.

"Good morning," he stopped to look up and smile at her.

She looked well-rested, her previously straightened hair had more waves in it now and looked messy. But to Fitz it was a reminder of their wild night.

"You look wore out," he said as he laughed.

"Hey," Olivia knew he was just joking but telling the truth so she laughed and made her best pouting face.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding. You look beautiful, Liv. This is the only sight I ever want to see when I wake up."

Olivia tensed at that statement giving a noticeably forced smile. Last night was fun, and an amazing reminder of what they shared in the past, but it was by no means a reason for them to get back together. Serious conversations and decisions were needed for that.

"Come on, don't do that." Fitz knew where her mind was going. He situated himself so he was sitting up against the headboard and Olivia was under his arm, her head resting back against his shoulder.

"I can't help it Fitz. We can't just ignore the fact that this weekend was totally unplanned. Yes, we had a great night, and clearly you unleashed a side of yourself that had been pent up for a while," she slowly looked up at him with raised eyebrows.

"Hey, you wanna talk about not being able to help it. I've waited a long time to get you alone. A man has needs. Just so happens you're the only one that can take care of that." He gave her that winning smile again.

"Either way, we had reasons for breaking up. And we haven't spoken since , I-"

Fitz cut off her sentence before she could finish. "Well, we can't say that I didn't try to talk to you. We broke up for stupid reasons, Liv. And I really do think that you know that. I travelled all the time, you worked constantly. And we never saw each other. Once every couple of weeks isn't enough to make a relationship work. We were living on separate coasts and when we did see each other, we were either catching up on work or having sex. That's not enough to keep two people together. And, when I said we needed to take a break, I literally meant a break. As in, I would go on my extended trip to Japan and we would take that time to individually figure out what changes we were going to make so that we could be together,the way we were in the beginning. I didn't expect you to stop returning my phone calls and emails. Hell, I flew to DC to talk to you face to face and you apparently decided to flee the country to avoid me."

"I did not flee the country to avoid you. I'm a crisis manager, Fitz. Sometimes I have to go to wherever my client needs me. And besides, if you would've spoken to me, then I could have let you know that I wasn't gonna be around."

"I tried to call you, Liv, to give you a heads up. You ignored my call, as you've grown accustomed to, and didnt call me back. I left a voicemail but you probably deleted that before you even listened to it."

Olivia knew that everything Fitz was saying was true. But, she had her own reasons for avoiding him after they decided to take their "break". She was growing tired of the conversation, wanting to embrace the fact that they were lying in bed together before having to head back to their respective lives shortly.

"Can we put this conversation on pause? I'm in dire need of some coffee and a breakfast sandwich," she said, leaning her head in to kiss his chest.

"Sure, that's fine. But which one of us has to get dressed to go get it?" He said playfully.

"Rock, paper, scissors?"she asked.

"Rock, paper, scissors."

It was a trivial game, but one they used regularly to make silly decisions. Usually Olivia this time, Fitz did, causing both of them to fall into a serious laughing fit.

"Ugh! Fine! I'll go." She was pretending to be angry, not being able to fight back a smile as she threw on some yoga pants and a tshirt.

"Hurry back. You know I like my coffee piping hot," he teased. She gave him a wink and left the condo for the deli across the street.

Fitz laid in bed thinking about their night together and how good it felt to wake up next to her again. She made his world complete and he had to figure out how to get them back together. As he was thinking under the comforters he heard the front door open. But he soon realized that it was Bradford returning from his day trip.

"Abs, I don't know, I literally just walked into my condo. I haven't even seen Olivia face to face since two nights ago."

Fitz realized that Brad was talking on his phone to Abby. He wasn't trying to eaves drop, but Bradford was always so loud.

"Honey, if she didnt call you back last night, then maybe she was busy, if ya know what I mean. Lord, I hope she was busy. I want all the details. Either way, I'm sure she'll call you back this morning. She must still be asleep. I don't hear any movement. As soon as she wakes up I'll remind her to give you a call."

Fitz stood up to head to the shower in the guest room.

"I know. I'm dying to find that out too. I hope she told him. It's been too long. He has a right to know about the pregnancy."

Fitz stopped dead in his tracks. Did he just hear correctly?

"Well as of yesterday morning, she hadn't spoken to him about it. She was waiting for the right time. Blah, blah, blah. I just feel like now is the best time to let him know what happend. Oh, shit! Abby, I gotta call you back, I can't find my iPad. I hope I didn't leave it at Alexandra's. I gotta go raid my car, I really don't want to drive all the way back out there. Darn! Listen, I'll let you know when she wakes up,okay?"

Fitz heard Bradford leave the condo.

"Pregnant?" Fitz said to himself, his mind going a mile a minute. He felt as though the wind had been knocked out of him. He wanted to call Olivia immediately but continued to head into the shower, anxiously waiting for her to get back. He wanted some answers, now.

"Hey wild man," Olivia pranced in with two coffees in her hand, offering one to Fitz. He had clearly just finished taking a shower and was fully dressed while straightening up the bed.

He grabbed it from her, not making eye contact.

"Thanks," he said coldly.

"Everything, okay? Don't tell me I wore you out so much that a shower takes all of your energy," she teased, trying to catch his eye.

He placed the cup down and stood up crossing his arms, looking at her straight in her eyes. She looked at him with a curious expression, her eyebrows narrowed.

"Liv, I don't know how to say this, so I'm just going to ask you straight."

"Okay?" She put her wallet and coffee down on a nearby desk and faced him from across the bed.

He sighed and rubbed his hands through his hair.

"Fitz, you're kind of scaring me. Whatever it is, just say it."

He continuesd to stare at her from across the room.

"Tell me about the pregnancy."

Olivia's heart dropped as she let out a sharp exhalation. How did he find out? When did he find out? Why was he asking her now, after their amazing night together?

"Fitz? I...I"

"Please, don't play dumb with me, Olivia. I overheard Brad talking to Abby. So,just, dont.." He tried to remain calm but he knew he was beginning to raise his voice at her. He took a few seconds to compose himself, letting out a deep breath once he did.

Olivia sat on the edge of the bed searching for the right way to explain it.

"Alright," she took a moment to get her words right,"We were pregnant the day you left for Japan," she said almost as a whisper, her head slightly turned to look in his direction, but not directly in his eyes.

"We were pregnant." He said in an exhalation. It was more of a statement than a question. Fitz walked over and sat down next to her as they sat shoulder to shoulder.

"Liv, why didnt you tell me? What happend? How..." He trailed off knowing that he was beginning to ask too many questions at one time.

Olivia's voice became shaky and she looked down to the ground as she began to explain the situation.

"We had already decided to take a break. It was a few days after you left for your extended trip. I thought I was sick from the stress of the breakup but when I went to the doctors and she told me I was pregnant...I just. I figured I'd wait until my first sonogram to call you. But...I miscarried before the date of my scheduled appointment."

They both sat there, holding back tears.

"Liv, you should have called me the moment you found out. And the miscarriage...nobody should go through that alone. Yeah, I was halfway around the world. But I dont care where I was. Hell, if I was on the moon, and you called me, I-I would've"

"You would've jumped on the first flight back, Fitz," She cut him off finishing his sentence.

"You say that like its a bad thing, Olivia. You're damn right I would've jumped on the first flight back."

She noticed his tone starting to shift to anger. She raised her face so they could make eye contact.

"As soon as I found out, you were the first call I wanted to make. You were the only call I wanted to make. But, I decided that I would wait until the sonogram at least. And after I miscarried, really, what would have been the point of calling you? We weren't together, Fitz. So, you would fly back, canceling a month long trip, to what? Hold my hand during my appointments with my shrink?"

Fitz was speechless. He wanted to be angry but he was also sad. What if she hadn't miscarried? What if she had called him? He had quick flashes of what a pregnant Liv would look like. He put his arm around her waist pulling her into him closely kissing her temple.

"I'm sorry you went through that alone. Just...one more question..."he tried to search for the right words,"How far along were you?"

"Five weeks," she sadly replied.

He clenched his jaw fighting back tears.

"Fitz. It seems so long ago to me now. It really does. I had a bit of a hard time. I didn't want anyone to know, but Brad practically beat the information out of me. And Abby found me crying in my car one day after work, so I decided to tell her. Other than them and my therapist, I haven't spoken to anyone about it. And I really didnt know when to tell you. I'm sorry I waited so long. That's not exactly the kind of thing you mention on a date with your ex after eight months of not speaking."

Just then, Fitz's phone lit up. They both knew it was Tom letting him know the car was outside waiting to take him to the airport for his flight back to California.

"You should probably be heading out."

"No, I'll switch my flight to a later one. We're not finished talking."

"Fitz, really, you should go. We can finish this conversation some other time."

"Liv..."

"Please, let's just talk later. Last night was amazing, this morning not so much, but...it served its purpose." Fitz could tell Olivia was reverting back into business mode, closing herself off emotionally.

He stood up, and she followed him. They both walked to the door, Olivia handing him his coffee.

"Look," Fitz turned around to face Olivia, searching for the right words.

"Come on, lets just let it go for right now Fitz. Don't force it. Ill be back in DC by tomorrow. If you want to talk we can call or Skype."

He didnt bother trying to push the conversation, instead grabbing her for an affectionate hug. He turned around, walking away full of emotions.

Olivia was glad that it was finally out there. Sure, this was the first of many conversations they needed to have, but it was a start. She also reminded herself to wring Bradford's neck as soon as he got back to the condo.

Time seemed to fly as Liv returned to DC and threw herself back into work. Business was booming at her crisis firm and she was more than happy to spend her time expanding the company. A few times her mind would wander to thinking about Fitz. She was surprised at how many weeks had passed since the Gala without not even a phone call from him. Then Olivia reminded herself that they weren't together. Yes, they shared an unforgettable night with one another but the conversation the next day had completely changed the atmosphere. She knew Fitz was more than likely still angry and hurt about how he discovered their pregnancy and miscarriage. So, rather than trying to contact him, she accepted it for what it was: A weekend fling with an ex.

It had been a long day of work, and she was finally at home getting settled in a comfy pair of sweatpants and her favorite knit sweater. As she sat down in front of the tv with a few of her favorite magazines by her side, her phone lit up.

"How's my favorite old lady?"

"Hello Mr. Ellerbe," Liv said in a regal tone.

"Ohhhh I just LOVE it when you call me that," Brad replied in a deeper voice.

Olivia laughed. "Why do you always call me on Friday night after 9 o'clock? I could be busy you know."

"And, yet, you always pick up. Funny how that works. I can hear you shuffling your little hands the bowl of popcorn as we speak."

She looked down at the bowl right next to her and shook her head as she smiled into the phone.

"Guess who just flew into DC," he asked.

"Hmmmm. Let me guess," she said.

"Well I'll save you the trouble. Yours truly! I decided at the last minute to join some friends for a gallery opening this weekend in this nations great capital. Im dying to see you! Throw some clothes on, we're going out!

"Bradford, you're too much! You should've told me you were coming! I would've made dinner plans for us," she said in an excited tone jumping up to answer the door.

As she quickly swung the door open with the phone to her ear and a wide smile, she saw Fitz standing in front of her. Immediately she dropped her arms to her side, hanging up on Brad in one quick motion.

They stood there for a second, staring into one another's eyes.

"Hi," he said, waiting for her response.

"Hi."