"She's okay, Mels..." Fitz told his wife, who was watching over their daughter. The little girl was sleeping in her crib, and Mellie had her eyes locked on her. She had been this way for the past few days, since they had gotten home from the hospital. She didn't want to take her eyes off of any of her children, and she was being super careful with the child in her stomach. She was making sure she ate right and was taking all of the precautions so that this baby was safe and healthy. She couldn't risk hurting another one of her children.
Mellie just nodded, letting out a sigh. "I know she is...I just feel terrible." She admitted, frowning slightly as she reluctantly turned her head to Fitz. "I hurt her...I let go of her and she got hurt...I took my eyes off of her for 3 seconds mad she slipped and hit her head. What kind of mother lets her child get hurt when she's inches away from her?" Mellie asked and Fitz sighed, rubbing his wife's back.
"A human one." He kissed the top of her head. "Mel, anyone could've done that. I could've done that. It wasn't your fault. It was an accident. You didn't mean to do it. That's why they're called accidents." Fitz looked at Bellamy. "And she's okay. She is breathing, she's safe, she's happy."
Mellie nodded. "I know." She whispered as she watched her daughter. She was about to look at Fitz, but was interrupted by the familiar feeling in her stomach, and she ran off to the bathroom. Fitz watched her and sighed, following after her and kneeling down next to her, pulling her hair back and holding it out of her face. He rubbed her stomach and she leaned back after a few minutes, wiping her mouth with a towel and letting out a tired sigh.
"You're making momma suffer a lot, aren't you, little one?" Fitz asked as he rubbed Mellie's stomach. "I know she's been throwing up all the time because of you." He looked at Mellie, who was surprised that he knew about that. She thought that she had done well at keeping that from him so that he didn't worry about her. "Mommy didn't think I knew that. But even four years later, she doesn't realize that I have my spies." Fitz smiled and Mellie just shook her head.
"This is our last one, Fitz. I mean it." Mellie told him and he nodded as he buried his face in her neck. "I'm serious. We said that about Karen, and then about Teddy, and after that, about the twins. Before we even knew they were twins." She leaned back, laying her head against his shoulder. "We're gonna have a soccer team, Fitz. Or a football team. Or some kind of team." Mellie sighed and looked at the wall.
Fitz kissed Mellie's neck, nodding his head. "It'll be okay. No more. We have to make sure you're taking your birth control, and I'll wear condoms. We'll stock up on the morning after pill just in case." He rubbed her side.
"I'm high risk now. I can't imagine having another baby after now."
He nodded. "Neither can I...I can't risk losing you. So that's not a good idea." Fitz stood up and took her hand. "Let's go lie down. You look exhausted." He helped her up and led her to the bedroom. "Is there anything you need, baby?" He asked as he walked with her. She just shook her head and he helped her into bed before lying next to her. He held her close and within seconds of closing his eyes, he was asleep.
"Dadddddyyyy." A little voice woke him up, and Fitz opened his eyes, seeing his youngest son.
"Hey little buddy." He pulled Ben into his arms and kissed his cheek. "What're you doing?"
The baby shrugged and planted a sloppy wet kiss on Fitz's cheek before wiggling out of his arms and looking at Mellie. He crawled under the blanket, struggling to get Mellie's shirt up. He huffed when he couldn't do it, and Fitz laughed for a second before helping him. Fitz pulled her shirt up and unclipped her bra, watching as Ben struggled to push Fitz out of the way, as if he hadn't eaten in months.
"Fitz, that better not be you sucking on my nipple." Mellie mumbled after a few minutes, her eyes still closed. Fitz just laughed and gently kissed her lips, non-verbally answering his wife's question.
She reached down and ran her hand through Ben's hair, smiling as he nursed. "I only have two boobs." Mellie laughed. "How am I gonna breastfeed four children?"
"We're gonna have to do what we started doing with Teddy...slowly get them to stop doing it so often, and let them do it every once in a while. We're at the point where Teddy does it maybe once every two days, but knowing him and how he is with you, this is probably gonna be a setback..." He sighed. "We'll figure something out, Mels."
Mellie nodded and Cyrus knocked on the door before he walked into their bedroom. She covered her chest and her son right as he walked in. "Sir...We have a situation." Cyrus told him, and Fitz nodded, sighing as he got up. "I'll be right back." He told Mellie, kissing her head as he left.
"What is it, Cy?" He asked as he walked into the hallway.
"I would like you to meet someone. George Bixby. He's the top dog over at the inspector general's office." Cyrus told him as he led Fitz into the Oval.
"He's here because of the issue with Karen's agents?" Fitz questioned and Cyrus nodded as he held his hand out to George. "George."
"Sir." The man responded as he firmly shook Fitz's hand.
"You think you can get our secret service in line?"
"I'll do my best, sir. In fact, there have already been some red flags."
Cyrus butted in. "I wouldn't call them red."
"Everything is significant in an internal investigation, Mr. Beene." George turned to Fitz again. "Your agent, Tom Larsen..."
Fitz raised an eyebrow. "My Tom Larsen?"
"There are some discrepancies in his schedule. Something about him being at Fort Dertrick when he was supposed to be here. It's probably just a clerical error."
"When was this?" Fitz asked.
"November 2nd. Two days before the election." Fitz's heart dropped as he spoke. "I'll be speaking with him later tonight. I'm sure I'll get to the bottom of it."
"Thank you. That will be all."
Cyrus looked at him, sensing the sudden change in Fitz. "Sir?"
"That'll be all, Cyrus." Fitz grabbed his phone as he left. "Get me a secure line."