Nothing in the world is scarier than seeing your child's reaction as they learn the truth of their existence. As much as Liv and Fitz tried to prepare them for the topics they would possibly discuss, no one was truly prepared to step into the fifth grade lion's den. To make matters worse, Liv was about to throw everyone for a major loop.

Karen had come to the school to show support for her brother and sister. She knew how rough it was being in the public eye, she wanted to let them know that it would be ok.

Karen arrived at the children's school a little after 9. She went down to their classroom, and requested the teacher allow her a few moments with her siblings before their parents arrived. The teacher hesitated for a moment, but ultimately conceded, and Karen took the twins into the library for a little pep talk.

"Dani, Four, what's going on in your minds right now?" Karen asked as she noticed both children were visibly shaking. Four looked at Dani who nodded for him to respond.

"We don't want to talk about daddy almost dying." Four responded with his eyes cast downward. Honestly Karen didn't want to hear them talk about it either, she remembered that day very vividly, and often had nightmares about it. Karen knelt down in front of her brother and sister, and took their hands in hers.

"I'll tell you what. How about I talk to your teacher, and the three of us will leave the room if they bring it up, ok?"

Dani and Four nodded and hugged their sister tightly. Karen may have been much older than the twins, but when it came to Fitz, she was no older than Dani.

"Ok, let's get back to class because I'm sure you two are part of the history you're going to be learning as well."

Liv and Fitz arrived at the children's school at 10 am. Given the fact that Liv looked as if she were about to go into labor at any given moment, it took them a while longer to arrive. They entered into the school office and promptly signed in. Once they were given their visitors passes, they made their way to the classroom, surrounded by their agents. Fitz noticed Liv was walking slower than normal, at times she would come to a complete stop.

"Livvie, are you ok?"Fitz asked as Liv halted for the second time in just a few minutes.

"I'm fine Fitz. Let's get this over with." Fitz nodded and took Liv's hand and they continued on their way.

When they arrived to the classroom, Liv and Fitz were shocked to see Karen in the hallway, tearing into their teacher.

"What's going on here?" Fitz asked as he wasn't sure if he should be embarrassed by Karen's actions or supportive. Fitz raised his children to speak up when they felt as if they were being wronged, but to always be respectful in doing so.

"Former President Grant, I was just discussing with Ms. Grant the importance of all of the children being present for your entire speech as they will be graded on it." the teacher replied somewhat shaken up.

"I understand, Karen, what seems to be the problem here?" Fitz asked unsure why Karen would behave in such a manner.

Karen squared her shoulders and looked Fitz in the eye. He knew she was in Gladiator mode and would not be backing down. Fitz held Liv's hand and let Karen speak her piece.

"Dad, this lesson is about you. We are you children, and all I'm... There are certain parts of this lesson that will be covered because they have to be. As your children, Dani, Four, and I know about them, and do not wish to relive events such as your shooting! You almost dying! Forcing the twins to sit through the retelling of that is cruel and you cannot tell me they will learn anything if they can't get beyond the tears, which they won't, because I'm 22 and I can't. I simply will not allow them to suffer, because I know. I suffered."

"Karen..." Fitz began but was cut off by Liv.

"She's right Fitz. Just because they know the happily ever after, doesn't mean they will be able to deal with the events that occurred. The kids are going to ask questions in detail, maybe we should pull them out. I'm sure Mrs. Anderson is a teacher that cares about her students very much."

"Yes Mrs. Grant, I do."

"I am also 100% confident that Mrs. Anderson is competent to know that an upset student is an unreachable student."

"Yes ma'am, I am."

"Good, so I propose that you allow Fitz and I to handle the children when it comes to their father almost being murdered. They may be brilliant, but they are after all much younger than the rest of the class. I'm also pretty sure we can teach them in a way that will not leave them traumatized."

"Yes Mrs. Grant. Since you explain it this way, I have no problem with Ms. Grant removing Dani and Fitzgerald from the classroom if and when the time comes."

Fitz just stood there once again amazed by his wife. Olivia Pope was a force to be reckoned with, but Olivia Grant, when it pertained to her cubs, was a mama bear ready to maul whomever threatened her children's sanity. Fitz looked and realized everyone was waiting for his orders.

"Let's do this." Fitz said as he followed the teacher into the classroom.

After a 10 minute photo op, the press was dismissed, so the children could have a quiet learning environment. The entire fifth grade class was escorted down to the auditorium for their assembly. Liv and Fitz were surprised that the children were asked to takes notes on the discussion held as there would be a test at the end of the week.

"I would like everyone quiet and seated so we can begin." The teacher said as she stepped behind her desk and took a seat. Once everyone was quiet, Mrs. Anderson took the stage.

"Now students, you all remember which president we are learning about this week, don't you?"

A collective "Yes" could be heard filling the room.

"Which president is that?"

"Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III" the students sounded again.

"Very good. As many of you know, Former President Grant's children Daniela and Fitzgerald Thomas Grant IV are students here and have asked their father to join us for a discussion. I want all of you to turn on your thinking caps, open your ears, and remain quiet until you are called on, ok?"

"Yes Mrs. Anderson!"

"Without further ado, I present to you the 44th president of the United States, Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III."

Fitz walked onto the stage holding Liv's hand. Dani, Four, and Karen were right behind them. The four of them took their seats on stage, and Fitz took his place at the podium. Looking out at the group of fifth graders, Fitz realized that this was going to be worse than addressing congress. Where members of congress came after him with guns and pitchforks blazing, mostly for some political agenda, this wouldn't be the case here. Children hear their parents speak, even when they aren't supposed to. Until they reach a certain age, most children take on the beliefs of their parents, and Fitz suddenly wondered just what these children's parents had told them about him. Did they consider him to be a great president? Or were they part of the group who wanted his head on a platter for divorcing Mellie while in office. Did the parents hate him because he married so quickly after the divorce? Fitz looked to Liv and the look on her face told him she could read his thoughts.

Show them who you are.

Fitz nodded but couldn't help the sweat that began to bead on his forehead. This wasn't just any group of children. This was the entire fifth grade class, his children's classmates. He said a silent prayer that he didn't say anything that would embarrass his children.

Fitz's speech was flawless. He told the children about his time on the trail, as well as what his first hundred days in office truly felt like. He told them that many people would think he'd be excited, and he was, but really, he was also very afraid.

He told them about how he worried about making decisions that were best for the nation and ultimately the world as a whole. He talked to them about how difficult it was to run a nation while running for a second term in office. He went on to talk about being the POTUS with newborn twins at home. Fitz detailed most of his administration, knowing the children would most likely ask more juvenile questions. He actually prayed they would ask more juvenile questions.

When he finished, he opened up the room to questions from both teachers and students. The first question would normally be fairly easy, but for Fitz was a loaded question.

Q: What made you want to become president?

Fitz took a deep breath before responding. He knew he couldn't stand up and say "my daddy said so." So, he went for the second best answer.

A: I wanted to create the kind of world my wife and I wanted our children to grow up in. It was scary sometimes, but I knew if I gave it my all, and had people in my corner that believed in me, I could change a lot of things. I'm proud to say we did." Fitz answered truthfully.

Q: President Grant, my mom says you're hot and she'd like to Grant you access anytime. What does that mean?

Thankfully the teacher intercepted that question, but not before Fitz noticed Liv tense up in her seat. Little did he know, Liv was tensing up for a completely different reason.

Q: President Grant, my dad said your wife is hot! Are you going to divorce her anytime soon?

A: No, Olivia and I will be together for a very, very, VERY long time.

Q: Dani, Karen and Four, what's it like to have a POTUS for a dad?

They all whispered together and decided to allow Dani to answer this question.

A: It's cool I guess. To you guys he's the former POTUS. To us he's just dad. We play in the backyard and go on family trips. We make breakfast with him, and he gets yelled at by our mom when he lets us eat too many cookies before dinner. He even grounds us when we act up. To us, he's just our dad that happened to have a really cool job.

Q: President Grant, what was the coolest thing about being president?

A: I would have to say riding on Air Force One, which if you didn't know only goes by that name if the POTUS is on board. If not, it's just another plane.

This time a teacher stood and decided to ask a question.

A: This question is for Mrs. Grant, what was it like the day of and the days surrounding the president's shooting. We know how we felt as a nation, but what was the mood behind the scenes?

Fitz froze as he knew this question was coming. He just didn't realize it would be directed towards Liv. Fitz turned to Liv who had a very worried look in her eyes. Fitz had seen Liv in every possible situation imaginable, but he had never seen her show fear. She wasn't afraid of answering the question. She was afraid of the flashbacks she knew it would trigger.

"Do you three want to leave now?" Liv asked as she turned to the children.

"No. I want to hear it mama." Dani replied. Liv could see her shaking, but she knew Dani, and Dani hated showing fear.

Liv looked to Four and Karen who shook their heads no as well. If one stayed, they all stayed. Liv nodded at her Three Musketeers and walked up to the podium to join Fitz. Fitz turned and saw the three children in their seats and looked to Liv. Liv simply nodded, and grabbed his hand as she formulated her response.

A: The best way I can describe the moment Fi- President Grant was shot was that time ceased to exist. Everything went so fast, yet no one seemed to be moving fast enough. The mood was ominous. We all prayed, a lot. Even those who weren't strong in their faith, and even some who never prayed at all, learned to pray hard that day. It was a very long ten days of waiting and hoping for a sign, any sign he'd be ok. We hon- we... I... There was no guarantee he would make it. When a president is shot, the entire nation shuts down. Not just American citizens and those close to him being sad, but the a lot of things shut down... Fitz being shot, to me... was the day the world stood still. The day he woke up, the world began to move again.

The room fell silent as they watched Fitz help a tear filled Liv back to her seat. Liv sat and rubbed her hand across her swollen belly, as she placed her other arm around the children. Liv winced as she felt a sharp pain and then a pop.

"Ok, next question!"

"Fitz..."

"Fitz!"

"DAD!"

Fitz spun around to see Liv almost double over in pain. He looked down and realized she was sitting in a puddle. Fitz looked towards Tom who already seemed to be on the move. He knelt down beside Liv and placed his hand on her belly, which was frighteningly hard.

"Fitz, it's time..."