Our Child
(I am not a writer but I decided to try my hand. Excuse the grammar errors) Fitz had been working all day and he was tired. All he wanted to do was go home to his sweet, sweet livvie. She finally decided to give him a weekend of her time, and to say he was elated is an understatement. Fitz finished up his final notes and made his way up to the residence. "Livvie?" Fitz removed his suit Jacket and draped it over the back of a chair. "Livvie darling?" Fitz's face fell. He was hoping that she didn't run again. "In the bathroom," she croaked. Fitz hurried and ran to the bathroom only to find his Livvie in a heap on the floor. She had pregnancy tests scattered all over the floor. Fitz immediately dropped down and enveloped her into a warm embrace. "Livvie? What's wrong?" Fitz scanned her face with his eyes as she handed him the pregnancy test. The president looked at it before looking back to her. He repeated the process a few more times before hugging her closer. "Please don't tell me that this is some cruel joke," he pleaded. "It's not a joke, Fitz." She looked into his eyes. It took all of 10 seconds before he had his face tucked against her flat stomach, crying happy tears. All he wanted was smushy babies with his Livvie. He was so happy that they were having a sweet baby of their own. "Hi there." He kissed her T-shirt-covered belly. "Daddy already loves you so much." Watching the scene before her made Olivia glad that she didn't abort the baby. Seeing Fitz happy made it all worth it. She was glad that she chose him and their life.
