Mellie groaned as she opened her eyes, looking around the room. The sun was shining bright through the curtains and her head was pounding. She pulled her pillow over her head and groaned once more, trying to block out the light that was threatening to make her migraine even worse. Fitz walked out of the bathroom, noticing that she was awake, and he chuckled to himself. "Morning, baby."
She let out a loud noise, not a response, and Fitz couldn't help but laugh. He sat on the edge of the bed and softly rubbed her back. "Did you have a good time yesterday?" Fitz asked, referring to their night that they spent in Italy.
"I can't even remember anything after we got on the plane." She admitted, finally pulling the pillow off of her face. Mellie looked at Fitz and sighed slightly. "Sorry. You just got me so drunk that I couldn't even see straight after a while."
Fitz nodded, his mind immediately going to the fact that they had sex the night before, and to what she had said to him. She said she wanted another baby. He didn't want to say anything to her about it. Especially not now. Not while she was hungover and already in a bad mood. He couldn't possibly drop the bomb that there was a possibility that she was going to be pregnant. Not now, at least.
"Sorry baby. But you did that to yourself. I just poured it. You're the one that drank it." He told her, smiling as he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Go take a shower. Maybe you'll feel better."
Mellie nodded and Fitz helped her up, helping her into the bathroom. After she got into the shower, he left, going to his office. He was screwed. He couldn't believe that he actually listened to her last night. He couldn't believe that he might have gotten her pregnant. She may have said that she wanted another baby, but he should've known better. He knew Mellie. And he knew that she wouldn't make a decision like that so lightly.
"Fitz?" Mellie called as she walked into their bedroom a few weeks later. She had a crying Bellamy on her hip, and Teddy was following her, pouting as he held onto her leg. Fitz was sitting on the bed and he immediately got up when his wife came into the room with their upset daughter. He took the baby from her and tried to calm her down, gently bouncing her as Mellie picked up Teddy, trying to figure out what was wrong with him. "She's got teeth coming in, that's why she's so cranky."
Fitz nodded and looked at the baby. "Well, let's go get you a teething ring to chew on so you can get your mind on something else. How's that sound?" He asked Bellamy as he tried to sneak past Mellie.
The brunette shook her head. "No, don't go yet. I have to ask you something."
He nodded slowly, not quite sure of what she was getting at. "Okay…"
"Did we have…did we have s-e-x when we were in Italy?" Mellie asked, glancing up at Fitz as she rubbed Teddy's back.
Shit. Fitz had no idea how to answer that. He was definitely going to be in trouble now. He swallowed hard, and nodded his head. "Yeah…yeah we did."
Mellie ran her tongue over her lips, letting out a small sigh. "Oh…" She frowned and looked at him. "With or without a condom?"
He just shook his head, and she knew the answer to that. "Damn it." Mellie whispered, biting down on her bottom lip and starting to pace around the room, her toddler still on her hip. "God damn it!"
"Mommy, don't say bad words." Teddy told her, but immediately got the hint that this definitely wasn't the time.
"Mel, I…"
Fitz started to talk, but Mellie cut him off. "No…No. Why in the hell would you ever let me have sex with you without a condom, when I specifically told you that we would talk later about us having another baby?" She let out a loud groan. "You took advantage of me. You deliberately waited until I was in a fragile state and could not make coherent decisions on my own." Mellie shook her head and glanced at Teddy for a moment.
"Mellie, no. That's not what happened…" He sighed, hating the fact that he had to explain this to her, that he had to remind her of what happened that night. "Mels, we were both drunk. Yes, I was a little more aware than you were, but we both had impaired judgment and weren't exactly thinking about the future. I asked about a condom and you told me that you wanted another baby…That you didn't care and that you wanted another child with me." He frowned. "And I get that I shouldn't have listened, that I should have realized that you were drunk and you weren't completely thinking, and I'm sorry that I didn't."
Mellie just let out a sigh, nodding her head. "Okay…I'm sorry. I overreacted. I'm just scared, Fitz…I do want another child with you. I would have so many more children with you if that was an option. But carrying another baby, at my age, that's a whole different story. That's a high-risk pregnancy that requires so much extra attention and for me to be so much extra careful. And then I have to take care of the baby…I'm not Superwoman, Fitz…I barely have enough hands to take care of the three needy babies that we have now."
"And you're the president. You're busy. You can't stop a meeting with the president of France because I'm tired and the baby threw up on me, or it won't sleep, or Teddy is being cranky for almost no reason." She sighed. "And I know you help when you can, and you have no idea how much I appreciate that. But it's frustrating. I fired Marta, you know? There's no reason to have her anymore, now that I'm trying to be in the kids' lives. She wasn't doing anything anymore anyway."
Fitz shook his head and set Bellamy on the bed before he pulled Mellie into his arms. "You're right…You're not Superwoman, so you need to quit trying to be. You need to stop being afraid to ask for help." He ran his hand through her hair and chuckled slightly. "Because God, Mellie…You're stubborn. You are so damn stubborn. And you never admit that you need help until you're at your breaking point. But no. You're right. You can't take care of the kids by yourself. So when you're tired and you need help, even if there isn't another baby to worry about, don't be afraid to come in my office and ask me to watch the kids. Don't be afraid to tell me you need something, even if I am working."
"You're tough, Mels, but even tough people need help. And breaks. And a second to breathe. And you have no idea how much you need all of those things." He took Teddy into his arms. "You hear that, little man? You need to give your mom a break…She loves you and she doesn't love you any less because she spends time with your brother and sister. But you're bigger than them. And you can do some things by yourself, things that they can't. I know that you love mommy and that you want to be with her, but sometimes you have to let her have a minute to herself, okay?" He kissed the top of his son's head.
Teddy nodded, frowning slightly. "Mes gonna lose her…" He whispered, laying his head on Fitz's shoulder.
"You're not going to lose me, Teddy Bear." Mellie looked into her son's eyes. "I will always be here, baby boy. Whenever you need me, I'm here. But daddy's right…Sometimes you have to let me spend time with Ben and Bellie. It doesn't mean that I love you any less, it just means that I don't have three arms to carry all three of you at the same time. I play with you by yourself without bubby and sissy…I want to be able to do the same with them." She leaned down and kissed the top of Teddy's head. "You're a big boy. You don't need your mommy to do everything for you."
"Mes no big boys. Mes wittle. Mes still needs momma." He told her, holding out his arms toward her. Mellie just rolled her eyes, smiling as she took him into her arms.
"Okay, you're a little boy. You're mommy's little boy. But do you understand what daddy said?"
Teddy nodded. "Yeahs, momma."
Mellie nodded and ran her hand through his soft hair. "Okay. I love you, baby."
"Wuvs you toos." He kissed her cheek.
Fitz picked up Bellamy once more and looked at Mellie. "I'm sorry." He kissed the top of her head. "You need to work on that, Superwoman."
She nodded and sighed. "I will…Especially if you knocked me up again."
"Yeah…We're definitely gonna have to find out about that." He mumbled.
"We are…But I'm gonna wait…" She frowned. "If I start getting sick or I miss my period, them we'll worry about it. Until then, I'm just gonna act like it's not something we have to worry about."
Fitz nodded and kissed her cheek. "Okay. I'm going to take her to the kitchen to get a teething ring. I love you."
"I love you too." She told him, looking at Teddy as Fitz left. She sat down on the bed, resting her son on her lap as she thought. If she was pregnant, she was going to murder her husband.