The black SUV they were riding inpulled up to the back alley of one of DC's most trendy and upscale restaurants. A newly converted warehouse space with a darkened, romantic, Mediterranean theme. The high ceilings exposing the black piping of the building from its original framing made it unique in itself. It was just the type of place that both couples could enjoy together for an evening of food, drinks, and light conversation.

Olivia had pulled a few strings and cashed in on some favors to get the entire upper level closed off for the evening. She and Fitz were meeting Karen's boyfriend for the first time, so she wanted as minimal interruptions as possible. It was planned to be a simple double date. Fitz wore a crisp soft blue collared shirt and charcoal grey slacks. While Olivia opted for a white knee length sheath dress, with an asymmetrical neckline to add an extra bit of spice.

As Tom shifted the SUV in park, Fitz jumped out of the car to open the door for Olivia. She delicately exited from her side and stood in front of him, patting out the invisible wrinkles in his shirt.

"How do I look?" He asked, as he double checked to make sure his collar was in place.

"Handsome, as always." She gave him a genuine smile, showing all her teeth."Just do me a quick favor?"

"What kind of favor?" He had a twinkle in his eye, hoping the conversation was turning in a specific direction.

"Fix your face."

"What?" Fitz clearly wasn't expecting that as her request.

"Fix. Your. Face."

"I'm fine."

"Yeah I can tell," she said gently, with a bit of sarcasm sprinkled in.

She held his face, cupping his cheeks to get a good look between them. Their eyes locked before she spoke.

"You have to get over this before we walk in there."

He gave a blank stare and slightly rolled his eyes before focusing on a random area straight ahead, momentarily breaking eye contact with his wife.

"Sweetie. Stop." He looked down and into her eyes again at her request, still lacking enthusiasm. "This is a simple dinner. No need to feel worked up about anything. You should feel honored that Karen has even invited us to meet him. She specifically said she wanted you to meet Fredrick before Mellie, because if you approved of him then anybody else's opinion didn't matter."

Fitz took a deep breath and exhaled very slowly through his nose. He softened slightly, placing his hands on either side of Olivia's waist.

"I know, this is rough for you. I completely understand. She's your daughter. It's your job to protect her. But, you have to go in there tonight with a good attitude. You're not doing anybody any favors by walking in there assuming the worst of things. Okay?"

"Yeah."

He answered a little too quickly and not as genuinely as she hoped for.

"Fitz..."

"Yes, Olivia. Okay. Okay, okay, okay." Fitz wrapped his arms completely around her waist, letting the feel of her body against his calm his mood.

"Good. Now," she leans up to sweetly kiss his lips,"we are going to stand out here-"

"Livvie-"

"Listennnnn," she sweetly demanded, "We are going to stand out here, just like this, until you calm your thoughts a little and feel ready to have a good time with everyone."

"Can't we just go home and cuddle instead?"

"We can do that after dinner. You already distracted me once tonight with your impromptu shower sex." They shared a mischievous look and both slightly blushed at their private moments in their steam-filled bathroom earlier.

"It felt so good though."

"It did," she said with a smile as she leaned forward and up to lay multiple kisses against his neck. She crept back slowly to get a good look at him."You ready?"

"Yes, my queen. Let's go."

She gave his hand a few quick subtle squeezes as they walked through the private entrance door and up a curved flight of stairs. Karen and Fredrick's backs were facing them but based on their body language, they were enjoying a private conversation.

"Sorry, we're a little late," Olivia interrupted to make their presence known as they approached them. "Traffic."

The younger couple stood up as Olivia and Fitz walked over. Everyone had big smiles on their faces, with a twinge of anxiety, especially Karen.

"Dad." They warmly embraced and hugged for a minute. "I've missed you."

"Mmmm. I've missed you more. How are you sweet pea?" Fitz shifted back to get a good look. "You look beautiful, as always."

"Thanks." The tall brunette had inherited most of her mothers features, but her charm and genuine warmth was one hundred percent Grant.

Fredrick and Olivia watched the moment before he introduced himself.

"Mrs. Pope-Grant. It's an honor and pleasure to meet you."

He gave her a handshake and a smile. He was tall, the same height as Fitz. Slender, but not necessarily the definition of skinny. His suit was obviously expensive and his accessories didn't go unnoticed. With his hair slicked back and that million dollar smile, Olivia could tell that he was the exact type to be involved in politics.

"Please, call me Olivia. And it's a pleasure to meet you also. Karen's been singing your praises for a while now." Fredrick gave a million dollar smile at the compliment. Olivia turned her attention to the beautiful brunette standing beside him and hugged her."Hey, sweetie."

They held each other for even longer than she hugged her father.

"Thanks so for getting everything organized for dinner, Liv. This is perfect."

"Of course. I'm glad I could help." They leaned back from each other, sharing a look before bracing themselves for the meeting they'd all been waiting for.

"Dad, this is Fredrick. Fredrick, my dad."

The younger man reached out and gave Fitz a solid handshake.

"Fredrick Garner, Mr. President. It is an absolute pleasure to meet you, sir."

"Likewise, Fredrick. Nice initials, by the way."

"And he's the third, also, Dad."

"Right. I was familiar with your father when he was governor, and I also remember hearing of your grandfathers good work as a senator in Virginia. It was Virginia, right?"

"Yes, sir. That would be correct."

"You're fortunate to have a strong family legacy."

"I agree, sir."

The foursome stood together and waited a few seconds before Olivia spoke up to break the silence.

"Let's get seated, shall we?"

A short time later, they were on their second bottle of wine, and enjoying their delicious food together. The entire table had fallen into and easy rhythm of small talk.

"Jackson is all over the place," Olivia said after taking a sip from her wine glass. "All. Over. The. Place. It's like he figured out how to run before he could even walk."

The whole table laughed.

"I can't wait to be with him tomorrow," Karen said with excitement. "We have a whole afternoon planned at this neat new arena. It has themed play areas for kids of different ages. Uncle Cy is out of town but James said he'd bring Ella and Nick, too."

"He's going to love that," Fitz responded. He rested his hand on Olivia's thigh under the table before turning his attention to Fredrick. "I hear you're joining Karen with my youngest son tomorrow."

"I figured she could use some help. I took off the afternoon to join them. She shows me pictures of her brother all the time. He's a great looking baby."

"Thank you." Olivia thought Jackson was exceptionally adorable but getting compliments about him never got old. "That's very sweet of you to say."

"Actually, Dad, Jerry found out about the four of us having dinner tonight and he decided to come in town for the weekend. He's staying at my condo but he wanted to see everyone since we all have some time to finally hang out."

"All three of my kids together for a day or two sounds good to me. Fredrick, ou don't have any siblings, do you?"

"No, sir. An only child. Plenty of men I call brothers, though."

"Brothers, huh? As a man that has a sister, a daughter, and a wife, I will say that there is a marked difference after living with women."

"Maybe so."

"Definitely so. Let me ask you this. Where did you learn how to treat a lady?"

"I guess that just comes natural."

"Natural? I bet. I think most politicians would say the same thing. Probably the reason for the common streak of infidelity."

"Dad."

"I mean, think about it. Politicians-"

"Honey, we said we'd call to check on Jackson during dinner."

Fitz looked at his wife, knowing what she was doing.

"Walk with me?"

"Sure."

They made a smooth exit to the back door they had entered in. As they stood outside Olivia went to open her clutch for her cell, but not without giving Fitz a death stare.

"What?"

"You know what."

"I had to say it. He thinks he's so smooth in there. Spouting off stats from his job. I really don't give a damn. He's fortunate I'm halfway to being drunk so I'm feeling relaxed."

"He's not that smooth. Its obvious that he's trying to impress you. He's a nice guy. And he's head over heels for Karen."

"It comes natural for him to be good to women? Who even says that?"

The way Fitz was standing with his hands on his hips and his facial expressions forced Olivia to smile with a small, airy laugh escaping her mouth.

"Why are you laughing? I'm serious."

"Nothing. I just love when you get all worked up. Your chest pokes out, this vein right here pops out a little. You lick your lips a million times."

He smirked at her.

"I think that wine is catching up to you, Liv. You know how you get after a couple glasses..."

"I think you're right, Doctor Grant. Because the whole time you were telling that story from your Navy days, all I could think about was how good your hands would feel on me right now."

"Oh yeah?"

"Mmmhhmmm." She reached in between them and hooked a finger inside one of his belt loops. She pulled his body towards her gently and rubbed her other hand between where his ass and thigh met. Her eyes were a telltale sign that she wanted to enjoy some alone time before returning back to their table.

"Wait. Liv, I want to. You know I want to. And under any other circumstances I would. But, and you're going to make a face when I say this, but I don't care. I don't want to give Karen and Freddy in there any time for a quickie either."

Olivia's serious face confused Fitz for a second.

"You're right. He's probably getting a handjob from her as we speak."

Now it was Fitz's turn to have a serious face. But Olivia found his amusing.

"Okay okay. Well, let me call Abby. You can head back in there, if you promise to behave."

"Scouts honor. Tell Abbs to send a pic of Jackson tonight for Karen."

"Okay, babe. Ill be right in." As he turned to go back inside Olivia swiftly slapped his ass. "Stay sexy, Grant."

He stopped dead in his tracks with a crooked smile on his lips and turned his body halfway around to get a look at his wife. All he could do was shake his head at her playfulness and turn around to walk back into dinner.

The next day was a house full of family and laughter as the Grants enjoyed some time together. Karen, Jerry, Jackson, and Fredrick were getting ready to head out for the afternoon when Fitz walked past their bedroom and paused at the sight before him.

"Liv?"

She was on her hands and knees searching for god knows what under their bed.

"Hey. Have you seen Jackson's diaper bag? I could've sworn I brought it in here. Where the hell did I put it?"

She stood up, seemingly frustrated. He had to chuckle to himself at the sight of his wife. She wore her favorite skinny jeans and a black vneck tshirt that fit her nice and snug. But her loose curls were all over the place and as she stood up flustered from the search. She attempted to fix her hair as she waited for his response.

"Nope. I haven't seen his diaper bag."

"I hate it when this happens. I specifically remember holding his zebra bag when I came in to get Karen a sweater." Olivia scanned the bedroom with her eyes hoping the bag would jump out from wherever it was hiding.

"Wait. The zebra bag? You said you were looking for his diaper bag. Those are two different things."

"Yes, the zebra bag. I figured it would be easier for Karen and the guys to carry around today. So, this means you know where it is..."

"Yeah," he said confidently as he walked right past her to their joint walk-in closet."I put it on your side when I saw you left it out."

She followed him in their large closet, which was almost considered another room due to its vast size. He reached down in the corner and lifted it up with a proud look on his face.

"Seriously?"

"What? How was I supposed to know you were using it today? It was actually on the ground by the bed. Not on the bed."

"It probably fell off, Fitz. Since when are you so tidy anyway? I can't even leave a bag out of place for a few minutes now?"

"I'm a navy man. Navy men always put things where they belong."

"Mmmhmm. Hand it over, mister."

Olivia reached out to grab the bag but Fitz didn't let go. Instead he yanked her towards him, causing their bodies to slam together. She laughed at the collision as Fitz rocked their bodies side to side and leaned down to begin nibbling at her bottom lip.

"What are you doing?" She mumbled as he laid small bites across her lips and grazed his mouth along hers.

"I've been staring at your perfect mouth all morning waiting for a moment alone with you." He began kissing her. Lightly and slowly at first but not wasting time before deepening it. Olivia let out a light moan at the feeling of his mouth on hers. That and his firm chest rubbing against hers always drove her crazy. He slowly walked her body backwards a few short steps until she was pressed into a group of her clothes being held up by hangers. The small bag they had both been holding onto dropped to the ground and her hands found themselves cupping his perfect pectoral muscles. Fitz lowered his mouth so his tongue flattened against her pulse point before she felt a light bite.

"Fitz, the kids..." She reminded him unconvincingly in an airy voice. His hands were now grabbing both of her ass cheeks, squeezing firmly as her nails scratched at the nape of his neck.

"You feel so good, Liv," he whispered in between kisses.

"You too." She was fighting her body to try and gain composure as her eyes rolled shut. "Fitz," she moaned, "we need to stop."

"No."

"Baby, the kids are right downstairs."

"I dont care."

"And so is your future son-in-law. Fredrick."

And thats what did it. Fitz instantly stopped. He leaned back far enough to give her a look as his hands dropped to his side. She almost instantly apologized with a single facial expression.

"That was a low blow."

"I know. Sorry." Her hands lifted to drape along his shoulders to soften the moment. "I'm sorry."

"You just had to say his name."

"I had to bring out the big guns. You were getting to that point of no return."

"Mentioning Fredrick in the middle of me putting moves on my wife? Instant erection deflater."

"I love you," she said as she laid an innocent kiss against Fitz's lips. "But we can hold off on this until later. Now hand over the zebra bag."

He picked it up and handed it to her.

"You might want to hang out up here for a minute until this calms down a little." She lightly patted his semi hard-on. "Don't give me that look. The kids are leaving in a bit. We'll have plenty of 'us' time."

"Livvie," he whined. He knew what he wanted, and he wanted it now.

"Don't take too long up here," she teased before walking away.

Hours later...

They sat on their couch together and enjoyed some much needed time to relax, catch up on the news, and enjoy a peaceful house before Karen and the boys returned home.

"Do you hear that?"

"Hm?" She didn't look up from the newspaper.

"Olivia," he said firmly, forcing her to make eye contact. "Do you hear that?"

"Fitz, I hear nothing."

"Exactly."

She smiled at him, as they traded silly grins.

"And, all of a sudden, I just got really hungry. I mean, really, reaaaallyy hungry. Starving."

"Oh, really? For what?" She could play this game all night, she thought to herself.

"Something that only you can provide."

"Something only I can provide. I'm listening."

He shifted over to where she sat in the corner of the couch. He hovered his body over hers forcing her to lower herself deeper into the cushions. His mouth laid a light kiss against her jaw, cheek and then lips.

"What are you hungry for, Fitzgerald?" He loved when she called him that.

"That sweet pussy of yours."

"Fitz..." she moaned as he licked a wet trail all the way up her neck. "Mmmmm. You probably shouldn't say that so loudly."

"Why?" He pulled back to look at her as he raised a questioning eyebrow. "There's nobody here. I can say whatever I want, however loud I want."

She giggled at his directness and attempt to be badass.

"So, like I was saying...Let your man suck on that sweet pussy of yours for a bit."

"Just for a bit?"

"For however long you let me. I'm serious when I say I'm starving."

Before she knew it he had her jeans peeled off and her black tshirt on the floor with them. She had her bra on and her panties around her ankles as her legs rested on his shoulders.

"Mmmmmm. Fitz."

"Oh yeah?" He inserted two fingers to slide in and out as he became entranced by the sight. "You are so sexy, Liv."

"Yessssss," was all she could breathe out as he slowly spread his fingers apart inside of her to stretch her walls.

"Is that good baby? Tell me what you want."

"Suck on me," she whined.

He immediately responded by lowering his mouth and gently pulling on her clit on it with his lips. "Like this? Hm?" His tongue helped to stimulate her bundle of nerves as he kept a good pace with his fingers.

"Oh God!" Olivia was so close, her back began to arch off of the couch. Her hands became lost in her own hair as she pulled from her roots as if trying to control herself to some degree. "Don't...don't stop...right there. Yes!"

"Holy-!" Jerry yelled as Olivia's eyes shot open and she whipped her head to see the oldest Grant son under the arched living room doorway.

"Oh my god!" She screamed as she kicked Fitz away to try and remedy the scene they were caught in.

"Ow!" As her body rapidly scooched back her foot accidentally made contact with Fitz' temple. "Shit! What the hell?!"

"Oh my god!" Olivia pulled her thong up in record time, not losing the pace as she yanked on her clothes from the floor.

"That's what your bedroom is for! Ugh!" Jerry yelled through the kitchen in disgust as they heard the back door open and shut. He had an extra room in the pool house so if they had to guess that's where he was retreating to.

"What the hell?" Fitz was genuinely confused and rubbing the side of his head slowly, hoping a knot wouldn't form. "Who was that?"

"It was Jerry, Fitz! Jesus!" She buttoned her skinny jeans and slipped her shirt back on before putting her hands on her hips, still in shock. At some point she began pacing with her arms crossed in front of her chest. "Ohhhh my god!"

"You kicked the shit out of my face," Fitz complained as he attempted to shake it off and stand up. "Jesus, Liv. Since when did you become a blackbelt!" He walked over to her and stood in front to stop her pacing.

"Jerry just walked in on us." She wasn't sure if Fitz understood the gravity of their situation.

"Am I bleeding?" He tilted his head into better light for her to get a look.

"You're worried about your face?"

"Where the hell did he come from anyway? I thought he left with Karen and Jackson."

"Apparently not...shit!" The pacing was back.

"Liv, it's...kinda funny. Come on, relax. We can go finish upstairs."

"Finish?" Se stopped to look at her husband in disbelief. "We're not finishing anything, Fitz. This is not funny...Jerry-"

"Is an adult. jerry is a grown man. I'm sure he's more than aware of the fact that married couples have sex. He himself gets enough practice. It's no big deal."

"No big deal? He walked in just as I told you to suck on my clit. That's kind of a big deal."

"Okay. Number one: I'm going to need you to calm down for a minute. And number two: I'm going to need you to not say words like 'clit' if we're not finishing this out."

"Fitz..." She wasn't feeling as playful about the matter as Fitz apparently was.

"Okay, okay. I'll talk to him. Again, no big deal."

"God. This is so embarrassing. I can't believe-"

"Baby. Come on, relax. I was enjoying myself and I know you were too. With your sexy requests. I love that. You know that drives me crazy."

"Fitz. This is not good. That image is going to be burned in his memory, and mine too, for life."

He accepted the fact that they weren't going to proceed their sexy time in the near future.

"You want me to go talk to him."

"Please?"

"Right now?"

"Please."

Later when everyone was home from their excursion with Jackson they ate a dinner that Karen and Fredrick prepared for them. It wasn't as awkward as Olivia thought it would be. And, even though Fitz had a quick conversation with Jerry and apologized, Olivia had yet to have a one on one moment with him. So, when she saw him bring his plate into the kitchen she figured there was no better time than the present.

"Hey."

"Hey Liv. What's up? I mean, you know. Not what's up..."

"Listen, Jerry. I'm so sorry about earlier. You're dad and I didn't know anyone was home and we got carried away and-"

"I already talked to Dad. Can we not?"

"Sure."

"And, Liv."

"Yeah?"

"I'm not a little kid. He told me how much you freaked out. I'm in college. I've seen worse than that. Way worse. It was just the whole seeing your parents like that...just. Ew."

"I know," she winced at the memory. "Sorry. But, thanks for being cool about it."

"No problem. But, I will take this moment to repeat one of the best pieces of advice you've ever given me. Wrap it up." He chuckled under his breath as he exited the kitchen, leaving Olivia to laugh to herself at the days events.

As they settled in bed for the night Olivia snuggled into Fitz' body, wrapping her small arms around his midsection.

"Mmmm. You know I'm still aching for some relief after that whole fiasco this afternoon."

"Fitz..."

"Help me out, Liv. Don't make me beg."

She laughed, knowing full and well that he would beg if he had to.

"Before that, the begging, I have a confession. Well, more like something that we should talk about."

"Okay. Shoot."

"I don't think you'll be angry. At least I hope you won't be angry...but maybe you will, I don't know..."

"You're rambling."

"I know."

She shifted her body so they were both seated on their mattress but facing each other to talk.

"Stop rambling and just spit it out."

"Well, I've been thinking about us, and our family. And how big Jackson's getting and how your project is officially over. And things are settling nicely. And-" she tilts her head with a sly look creeping at her mouth, "You can wipe that big grin off of your face.."

"Am I grinning? Hm. Maybe because I already know what you're going to say next."

"No you don't."

"Yes I do."

"No," she said indignantly. "You don't."

"Yes. I do. And I completely agree. Another Grant baby as soon as possible. Please."

"You think you're so smart. That was only part of what I was going to say. But, yes. I want to try for another baby."

"This is amazing, Liv! This is, god, I'm so in love with you. Thank you!" He went to pull her face in to kiss her but she inched back before he could get his hands on her.

"Wait. Don't thank me yet. There's another part to this, remember?"

"Okay okay. Get on with it so we can celebrate."

"Well," she said hesitatingly. "You know I've used the IUD for a while now."

"Yeah. So what?"

"I had it removed."

"What? When?"

"The first week of your last trip."

"You've been off of birth control for a few weeks? And you're just now telling me?" He straightened his body to get a better look at her.

"Yes. But, it kind of just worked out that way. Initially I kept going back and forth whether I even wanted to keep my gynecologist appointment. And then, I was there and just figured, what the hell. Why not? Right?"

"I would've liked to have been there for you." And she knew that. Those types of appointments they usually did together. As soon as they became a couple Fitz found it important that they were in tune with each others bodies in all aspects of their relationship.

"It wasn't a big deal. I literally went on a shopping date with Abby and she came with me to the appointment afterwards."

"Okay. Well, I've been back for a week now. We've had sex a handful of times. So, you mean to tell me we could be pregnant right now?"

"Technically yes."

"Because that first night...It got pretty intense. And if you'll recall we had multiple rounds of going at it."

"Yes, I know."

"The floor, the bed, the bathroom, the closet, the laundry room. I gave you enough orgasms to last a lifetime."

"I don't think we're pregnant. I'm just letting you know that we are officially trying. Okay? Merry Christmas. Happy Birthday. Belated seasons greetings. We're in baby making mode now. So, we're going to need all of the goods you can offer. Nothing goes to waste."

"No more blowjobs? That's what this is about?"

"What? When did I say that?"

"I'm kidding."

"Very funny. But, in all seriousness, Fitz. With Jackson, he wasn't exactly planned. With this one, since we know we want a baby, anything that comes out of here," she pointed to his bulge, "needs to end up in here," pointing to herself. "Got it?"

"Yes. Got it. I'm hard just thinking about it."

"You're always hard."

"True."

"Livvie," Fitz said with a smile as he reached for her and pulled her body to his. He comfortably laid on his back, leaving Olivia to rest her chin on his chest as she looked up at him. "We're going to make another baby."

"Fingers crossed."

"This time next year, we could have another Grant to cuddle with."

"Mmhhhmm."

"A beautiful little girl. I've always wanted at least two boys and two girls."

"There's no guarantee for a girl, mister."

"If anyone can pull off making a baby girl, it's us. Trust me."

"I like your confidence."

"Speaking of confidence, I bet I can get you pregnant tonight."

"Prove it."

My dearest Gladiators! How did you enjoy this chapter? I hope it was fluffy and sexy, just how we like it;) So, I think that this is the final full chapter for this story. But, do not be alarmed, I plan on posting an Epilogue VERY soon. I pretty much have it finished. Its short but sweet and I just want to tweak it a little before I post it. My goal is to have it up a few days before the OCT 3rd show. Can you believe its finally here?! (The premiere date, not the end of this story) Thank you a million times over to everyone that has read this story. Your support of these random 22 chapters that Ive somehow thrown together has been so interesting and inspiring to me. So, I cant say it enough but Ill shoot for one more time: THANK YOU! And, a special shoutout to eener52. THANKS SO MUCH for the PM...and I hope the Jerry bit in this chapter was the type of scene you were asking for. I wrote it with you in mind. So, as always, feel free to leave a review! I hope to hear from you guys soon.~storygirllo87~

P.S.- I started my ideas for the prequel to this story. I think you guys are really going to like it. Kinda excited;)