"Her heart and pulse are very low." One of the four doctors who worked on Olivia after she collapsed at the State Dinner interrupted a conversation going on in the operating room.

All of a sudden, another one of the four doctors started screaming. "We are losing her, we are losing her. I repeat, we are losing her."

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep. Olivia's monitor, beeping.

"Olivia, stay with me, stay with me, Olivia." Dr Walker shouted while pumping Olivia's heart.

"The baby's heartbeat is spiraling down too."The third doctor added.

Finally the fourth Doctor. "They're not going to make it."

"Yes they will." Dr. Walker replied angrily.

"No, they will not" The four doctors answered together.

"No, no, no. Olivia, come back." Dr. Walker, refusing the situation at hand, he kept on pumping Olivia's heart.

"Dr. Walker, Dr. Walker, it is over. We have to call it."

Dr. Walker finally gave up. "What's the time of death?"

….

XXX

"We are gathered here to celebrate the holy matrimony of President Fitzgerald Grant and Olivia Pope." The hospital Chaplin said.

Abby and the rest of the gladiators were all smiling from ear to ear. Karen has never seen her father this happy, she wished Teddy was there with them too, but knew it would've alerted her mother about what was going on since as Teddy was spending the weekend with Mellie.

Olivia was sitting on the hospital bed while Fitz was standing adjacent to her. They were both zoomed out, staring at each other, smiling warmly, and didn't hear what the hospital Chaplin said.

The Chaplin brought them back out of their trance. "Mr. President, Miss Pope? Did you prepare any vows?" The Chaplin seemed to have asked them this question some seconds ago.

Fitz looked at Chaplin now, then looked back at Olivia. "No, we'll speak from the heart." He answered, with his eyes never leaving Olivia.

"Yes, we will." Olivia added and smiled widely at Fitz.

"Go ahead." The Chaplin ordered.

Fitz was silent, he was just staring at Olivia's face. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. He licked his lips and cleared his throat. "Livvie, I see these vows not as promises, but as privileges." He articulated.

"The first day I met you, was the beginning of an extraordinary difficult, devastating, but yet beautiful life journey for me. I remember the exact instant I knew I was in big trouble. It was in the hallway after I asked Cyrus to fire you, remember?"

Olivia shook her head, implying, yes and smiled at the memory.

"Feelings I had never felt hit me the second I gazed into your beautiful eyes." He smiled into her beautiful eyes. "When you asked me why I fired you, I was out of words. The feelings were so immediate and powerful, far deeper and inexplicably beyond any calculation of time and place."

His eyes were now a little washy. He hesitated, his emotions clot his throat. He had to force himself to speak. "I knew those feelings….. those feelings… were meant just for the lucky few here on this earth…, I never thought I'd be lucky enough to be one of the selected few."

Olivia placed her hand over her mouth and smiled, she was very moved, knowing she was also one of the selected few too.

Fitz smiled brightly. "And now and forever, in this hospital room, I get to run with you and walk with you, build with you and live with you."

"You are the love of my life, and my every feeling is controlled by the look on your face. You make me happier than I could ever imagine or thought possible. You've made me a better person, and I'm really glad to be a part of your life, which as of today becomes our life together. I know you know this, but I'll say it nevertheless, no matter how hard you try, I'm never ever going to cease loving you."

He touched Olivia's chin, and Olivia smiled with teary eyes. "Poor you, you're stuck with me now forever, you'll just have to deal with it. Till death do us part my love."

Olivia wiped the tears from her eyes. She smiled and sighed in content. She attempted to straighten up her spine, but a piercing pain in her tummy didn't let her.

"No, don't move. Stay put." Fitz said to her.

Olivia breathed in and out and said she was fine. She held Fitz's hand. "Unlike you, I see these vows as both promises and privileges." Olivia teased him, everyone in the room laughed.

She then paused and just stared at him. The room was very quiet. She swallowed spit and continued, "you know me better than anyone else in this world, and somehow you manage to still love me with all my terrible flaws, with all the pain and suffering I've caused you."

"Hey…." Fitz tried to tell her not to go there.

"No… it's OK." She said to him. "I promise you self improvement and attentiveness." She touched Fitz's face.

"I'm really blessed to have found a love that transcend, despite my many reasons and my stubbornness to push you away, to not love you, you complete me. I once told someone I wanted devastating extraordinary life changing love, and boy did I get that."She laughed lightly, adding. "But love is not supposed to hurt. I know this now."

Immediately as Olivia said that, she felt a sharp pain in her tummy and it was more than painful, but she told herself she must finish her vows.

Fitz saw the pain in her facial expression and had to ask her. "Are you OK?"

Olivia didn't answer him, but continued with her promises. "I promise never to hurt you in any way." The more she spoke, the more the pain she was going through intensified.

"I promise…. to help… to help shoulder our challenges, for….. for….. there's nothing we can't face if we stand together." Tears began running down her face, and her breathing became abnormal, and this made everyone in the room very worried, but she didn't give up

"Olivia?" Fitz called out.

"I promise… to… be your partner in….. all things."

"Livvie, calm down." Fitz gently said to her.

Olivia rushed through her speech instead. "I promise above all else to live in truth with you and to communicate fully and fearlessly. And right now, I'm going through too much pain." She held her abdomen. "Oh, God, it hurts so much." She cried out.

Dr. Walker, who was also at the ceremony rushed to her side. "Olivia, breathe."

Olivia obviously didn't listen to him. "Fitz, my love, my darling, I pledge my love, my de…vo…tion, oh God…." She screamed out in pain, adding. "…..and trust as I join my life to yours…"

"Olivia we can do this another time." Fitz suggested, attempting to stop the ceremony.

"No, I want it now." She said to Fitz. "Till death do us part my love." She yelled out, then turned to the Chaplin and asked him to bless and conclude the ceremony at that minute.

Tears were running down the faces of everyone in the room.

Olivia placed her hand on Fitz's face, wiping his tears. They then put on their rings.

The Chaplin was very frightened and worried as well. "With the power invested in me, I now pronounced you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." He said in a hurry.

Olivia gathered some strength, lifted up herself a little and pulled Fitz's head to hers and kissed him. As their mouth made contact, she screamed out loud in pain. Everyone in the room then saw she has started bleeding again. Olivia saw the blood too, and immediately passed out.

"Olivia!" Fitz screamed with Olivia in his arms. "Dr. Walker, take her to the OR now." Fitz shouted.

XXX

On the other side of DC, Mellie and Papa Pope were in a hotel room, dressing up after their lovemaking session.

"Sleeping with me is all part of your plan in making me President?" Mellie asked Papa Pope while putting on her pantyhose.

Papa Pope shook his head and smiled, amused at Mellie's remark, then handed her one of his stupid long ass monologues. "Mellie, Mellie, Mellie, always the victim in everything. Woman, you wanted it a little more than I wanted it. Stop playing the victim game with me because I'm not your ex husband who'd feel remorseful at himself after your outrageous complain about how much you've sacrificed for him. If you want me to make you President, you need to start taking responsibilities of your actions and stop playing 'the poor Mellie' nonsense because The American People and I don't buy it. And just so we are at it, let me make this very clear to you, you are not a presidential material. I may want to make you President not because I think you'd make a good President, but because I have a mission to accomplish…"

"What sort of mission?" Mellie interrupted him.

"Woman, don't you dare interrupt me when I'm….."

Mellie decided to interrupt him again, but with a different subject. "Have you heard from your daughter? She collapsed at the State Dinner." She changed the topic.

Papa Pope let his rant slid. "Olivia Pope is constantly working to be Olivia Pope. Won't your son, Teddy, who's running a fever be arriving here soon? Why don't you worry about that and stop thinking about Olivia Pope."

"Who told you Teddy is running a fever?" Mellie asked, but couldn't be less bothered, she continued with another question. "How do you think they're going to react if they find out we're sleeping together?" She asked instead.

"How did you react when you found out they were sleeping together?" Papa asked her mockingly while walking to exit the room.

Mellie was explaining how she reacted when Papa Pope shut the door behind him and left her talking to thin air. A moment later, a lady walked in with Teddy.

XXX

The four doctors who worked on Olivia after she collapsed at the State Dinner told the President Dr. Walker was going to need their assistance since they worked on Olivia earlier. Fitz told them OK, but Dr. Walker was in charge.

Five doctors were now in the operating room, trying to save Olivia and the baby's life, but nothing was going their way.

"She and the baby are not going to make." One of the four doctors said.

"Does the President think you're God? We would've at least save Olivia's life." One of the doctors asked Dr. Walker.

"You guys told the President Olivia had nine hours before surgery, but it has only been five hours since you stopped her first bleeding, care to explain?" Dr Walker asked the four doctors.

"Aren't you a doctor too? You know these things are never really conclusive." One of the doctors answered.

"You guys should pray nothing happens to her and the baby because..."

"Her heart and pulse are very low." One of the four doctors interrupted the conversation going on in the operating room.

All of a sudden, another one of the four doctors started screaming, "we are losing her, we are losing her. I repeat, we are losing her."

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep. Olivia's monitor, beeping.

"Olivia, stay with me, stay with me, Olivia." Dr Walker shouted while pumping Olivia's heart.

"The baby's heartbeat is spiraling down too."The third doctor added.

And finally, the fourth doctor. "They're not going to make it."

"Yes they will." Dr. Walker replied angrily.

"No, they will not" The four doctors answered together.

"No, no, no. Olivia, come back." Dr. Walker refusing the situation at hand, he kept pumping Olivia's heart.

"Dr. Walker, Dr. Walker, it is over. We have to call it."

Dr. Walker finally gave up. "What's the time of death?"

…..

XXX

Olivia saw herself floating over her body. She could see everything that was happening around her, but noticed no one could see her. She saw the doctors contemplating who to tell the President she was dead. She exited the operating room and went outside. She saw Fitz and everyone who loved her, worried sick. She knew Quinn wasn't a religious person, but she saw her praying, like really praying.

She walked toward Fitz to console him, but when she was about to touch him, she saw a bright light. The light was like a circular opening and it felt very warm. She could feel a strong pull toward the light. She felt like the light was calling her.

Olivia found herself conflicted, she looked at Fitz and her love ones, and saw they all needed her, but the light was so calm and welcoming, everything about the light felt right and peaceful. She was in between the light and her love ones.

She could feel someone staring at her from behind, when she looked behind her, she saw two women with hats on. "Can you see me?" She asked them, but neither replied. She came to the conclusion they couldn't see her.

She started contemplating whether to go to the light or stayed and consoled her love ones. Her head was moving to and fro, the light or her love ones. One of the women behind said, "Choose already, stop wasting our time."

Olivia was briefly taken aback. "Are you talking to me can you see me?"

"Yes, I'm talking to you." The lady who asked Olivia to choose said.

"Who are you… what is your name?" Olivia inquired.

"Can't you tell from my hat?" The lady asked.

"You're wearing a red hat." Olivia stated, a little disconcerted.

"Yes, call me Red hat." The lady said.

The other lady who has been quiet the whole time spoke for the first time too. "Call me White hat."

Olivia looked overly perplexed. "White hat? Like the white hat I normally talked about?" She asked.

"I knew she was smart." The lady with the White hat poked the lady with the Red hat.

The lady with the Red hat rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, if she's smart, why can't she make a decision already?"

"Don't pressure her." The White hat lady said, then turn to Olivia. "I represent pure and right." She aimed at the Red hat lady and added, "while she represent blood, evil and everything wrong with this world."

The Red hat lady waved her hand nonchalantly and smiled falsely. "Thanks for the compliments."

"Am I dead?" Olivia asked them.

"The decision is yours to make." The White hat lady answered Olivia.

Olivia got distracted and started staring at the bright light again. "The bright light look so beautiful and peaceful, I want to feel the peacefulness of it." She articulated, absentmindedly.

"As selfish as always, just the way l like her." Red hat smiled and winked at White hat.

Olivia was totally confused now. "Is it selfish of me to want to feel the peacefulness of the light?" she asked.

"No, it's not." White hat answered. "But is that what you actually desire? If you proceed to the light you're never going to see your love ones again."

The Red hat lady chuckled dramatically. "Say whatever you want to make her feel better." She said to White hat then turned to Olivia. "Olivia, you are very selfish and I like you that way. I mean, you can literally visualize what the people you claim to love are going through because you're on the operating table, but all you're thinking about is how peaceful you're going to feel in the light?"

Olivia opened her mouth to say something, but the Red hat lady wasn't finished.

"The promises you made him….." Red hat pointed at Fitz. "….in your stupid wedding were very hypocritical. 'I promise above all else to live in truth with you and to communicate fully and fearlessly?' when have you ever done that with him that made you believe you're going to start now?" She chuckled. "Oh, my best line of it all was, 'I promise never to hurt you.' Girl, you know you're definitely going to hurt him, you know very well you feel empowered hurting him. Did you even mean any of the words you said?"

Olivia was almost in tears at this point. "Yes, I did." She answered with a heavy heart, then turned to the White hat, "Do you think I didn't?"

The White hat lady shrugged. "Olivia, that's for you to answer not me or Red hat."

The Red hat lady was determine to hit home her point. "Olivia, all I'm trying to tell you is that you are a very selfish person and sincerely, they'll all be better off without you. Hence, pick the light, but if you choose them, no matter what, you're still going to hurt them. And that child you are about to bring into the world, do you think you're going to be a good mother? You don't need to answer that because you're going to be the worst mother ever, Mellie is not even close to how bad you're going to be. Proceed to the light and spare these people your misery. But then again, you're selfish, you'd like to stick around and hurt them some more."

Olivia looked at the White hat lady, wanting her to say something positive to counteract the Red hat's points.

"Don't look at me. I am not going to tell you anything that's going to make you feel better." She said to Olivia. "You always talked about the white hat, but you haven't been doing what is right for a long time now. You are all about winning and yourself. The question I'm going to ask you now is do you think you deserve another chance to pursue the white hat, to dwell in your truth?"

Olivia didn't know the answer. "I don't know. She made some important points against me," referring to Red hat's statement. "I want to…."

"Your time is running out. If you want to go back you should go now, you might make it on time, but I don't think your baby is going to make it."

Olivia then recalled her baby's life was in the line too. "Oh my baby," Olivia touched her stomach. "I want her to live. Please can you let her live?" She asked the lady with the White hat

Red hat decided to answer her instead. "No, do you think we're God? We don't grant wishes. We're just here to present you two pictures of….. "

She got interrupted by White hat. "Olivia, I can't. The issue is whether the baby lives or dies how are you going to live your life, running away from your truth or accepting your truth and living in it? What is your truth at this very moment?"

"My baby needs me. I have to go."

Red hat was very disappointed. "Win some and lose some." She said after Olivia left.

White hat smiled at her victory, then asked Red hat, "What point were you trying to make? If she chooses the light she's selfish and if she stays, she's selfish?"

"I just was planting a seed, don't forget I'm evil." She smiled vengefully and walked away.

XXX

….

"Time of death is 8: 4…"

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep. Olivia's monitor began beeping.

"She's back, she's back." Dr. Walker shouted. "This is a miracle." He added.

"Her pulse and heart beat is building strong." One of the doctors said.

"But not strong enough. The baby is taking too much from her. We have to abort the baby."

"We can save the baby." Dr. Walker echoed out.

The four doctors were certain that wasn't possible. "No, we can't."

"Yes, we can." Dr. Walker insisted.

"Stop trying to play God, Dr. Walker. Someone should talk to The President for him to decide." One of the doctors suggested.

XXX

Fitz was outside with the rest of Olivia's crew, restless and waiting. Some hours later, one of the four doctors came out to talk to Fitz

Fitz rushed toward him. "Is Olivia and the baby OK? Where is Dr. Walker?"

"Sir, we need your go ahead to abort the baby."

"What? Olivia doesn't want that."

"Sir, Olivia won't make it and neither will the baby. Olivia is in a very delicate situation at the moment. The baby is putting too much pressure on her. We lost her for some seconds, but out of some miracle she got back to us."

"What?" Fitz asked in shock and disbelief.

"Sir, we need your go ahead to abort the baby. Dr. Walker believes it's the best option too." The doctor lied.

"Do it." Fitz replied firmly.

XXX

"What are you doing?" The other three doctors who were left in the OR asked Dr Walker, since as they saw him performing an invasive procedure on delicate Olivia.

"I'm taking the baby out of Olivia to the neonatal intensive care unit" Dr Walker answered.

"What? Olivia is 22 weeks pregnant, 23 weeks is the limit of viability for a premature baby and that is just for comfort care."

"I know." Dr Walker shouted at them while working on Olivia.

"Olivia surely is going to die now for good if you go ahead with this. What makes you think they're both going to survive this? You know she died some minutes ago."

"And I was here when it happened. Taking the baby out will help Olivia gathers her strength faster."

"The baby is still not going to make it. Why use this invasive procedure on Olivia when you know she's never going to give birth again?"

"Both Olivia and the President are going to be glad I gave it a shot. And this baby is going to make it."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Because I am very good at my job, plus from Olivia's medical report, you guys said the baby is a girl, right?"

"Weren't you her doctor, how come you don't know this?"

"Well, I was fired because of my fetus transplant…. never mind, is the baby a girl or not?" Dr Walker asked.

"Yes, so?"

"Premature girls have a better chance of survival than boys, correct?"

"Yes, correct, but..."

"And we know White premature boys have the least chance of survival while black premature girls have the highest chance of survival, correct?"

"Correct, but we still don't know why black premature girls have better chance of survival..."

"Is it important to know the WHY right now?"

The doctors didn't have any comeback against Dr Walker.

Moment later, the doctor who went out to talk to Fitz came in and told them The President said they should abort the baby. But saw Dr Walker performing a different procedure on Olivia. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"You people should stop asking me what I am doing and concentrate on Olivia."

"The President said we should abort the baby."

"The President also said I am in charge." Dr Walker stated.

The four doctors all gave in and decided to work with Dr Walker. They worked on Olivia for like twelve hours straight, and were able to successfully take the baby out of Olivia to the neonatal intensive care unit.

Dr Walker was all proud of himself, and decided to be the one to give Fitz the good news.

XXX

After Fitz made the decision to abort the baby, he asked everyone to head home and promised them he was going to call each and every one of them personally with any update on Olivia. They all left feeling very sad knowing Olivia lost the baby.

Fitz was very tired and restless. He was thinking how things were going to be hard for them as newlywed, especially on Olivia, whom he announced to the world without her permission she was pregnant only for her to lost the baby.

He saw Dr Walker walking to him and rushed toward him."How is Olivia doing?" He asked straight off.

"She's medically sedated for now and under observation, we'll be moving her to the intensive care unit and evaluate how she's doing by tomorrow. Everything is positive for now. I'm certain you'll be able to talk to her tomorrow." Dr Walker answered.

Fitz hugged him tightly and thanked him. "Thank you very much. I owe you one. I think this will give me enough time to prepare how to tell her we lost the baby."

A big smiled appeared on Dr Walker's face.

Fitz was confused why losing their baby would be funny to him. "Why are you smiling like a fool?" He asked Dr Walker.

Dr Walker struggled to tell Fitz the good news that there was a 70 percent probability of the baby making it and being healthy in the neonatal intensive care unit, but he was overly hyped in his own glory and happiness that he kept on smiling without saying a word, just like a retarded person.

"Are you OK?" Fitz asked, now concerned for him.

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I HOPE THE CHAPTER WAS REASONABLE AND NOT TOO FARFETCHED