Ahhh this episode of Scandal killed me in more ways than one, and i'm guessing i'm not the only one.

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It was almost eleven when Olivia called it a night and headed back to her apartment. She had kept her phone in her hand from the moment it hit nine, knowing that Fitz could be calling any minute. She continually felt her hand tingle and every time it did she would check what it was, but it was never anything more than the anticipation of his call, or once when it was Abby calling to say she was coming back with something relating to their new client.

Olivia placed her phone on the bureau and climbed into bed, pulling the covers up over her. She watched her cell repeatedly as she adjusted and then readjusted her head on the pillow. She wanted it to light up the room and announce that he was calling, but the more she looked on the further it felt from happening. Finally with a sigh she gave up, concluding that there was conflict in some far off nation that needed the President's attention more than she did. Normally she would turn on the television and see if the media knew anything she didn't, but tonight she was too damn tired.

Olivia's eyes flickered open as she heard a pounding fist on a door. She couldn't assume it was hers, but she also knew her neighbour wasn't one to receive visitors this late. Sitting up, she hesitantly put her feet out, finding the floor in the dark. Turning on the bedside lamp, she waited for her eyes to adjust before standing up. Walking to the front door she opened the peep hole to see Fitz standing on the opposite side with a smile on his face.

"I thought you said you were going to call?" Olivia asked confused as she opened the door to let him in.

"I know, but the most powerful man in the world has a few strings he can pull, and I thought this was worth pulling them," Fitz said as he made his way over to the white sofa. Closing the door, Liv followed after him. "And I feel like we should talk about this face to face," he said taking Olivia's hand and pulling for her to sit with him.

"Me too," she nodded as she sat close. Fitz's arm immediately pulled her in closer and she curled up into his hold.

"But, I can't stay long," Fitz said glumly.

"Some strings," Liv joked, bringing a smile back to Fitz's face.

They sat silently, neither knowing who should speak first. "So what do you want to do?" Fitz asked finally, knowing that ultimately Olivia would have the final decision, like she did most of the time.

"I don't really know what options we have. I've been thinking about it all day, and I haven't found a way that will work out for both of us. Which doesn't leave room for much choice," she explained, and it was true, everything she could think of would either be the biggest scandal in presidential history or leave one, or both, of them out in the cold.

"Well there is the option that I don't know want to say," Fitz started, and Oliva knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Abortion," she said for him.

"Yeah," he replied. He really didn't like that idea, and hoped she didn't either.

"I don't want an abortion. I'd already decided that before I came to see you this morning," she answered. It was one of the things that was keeping her up last night, but she decided against it. Sure she could always change her mind later on, but right now she was happy with her decision.

"Good," he said before laying a peck on her forehead. He only received the news of Olivia's pregnancy less than 17 hours ago but he already couldn't wait to see the life they would bring into this world.

"But," she started, and Fitz was nervous to see where this would go. "I want you to continue to run. The country and the world deserves, and needs, you to serve another term. I am not going to let this baby stand in the way of that," Olivia stated whole heartedly, but she knew Fitz would have objections to it.

"But this could be a fresh start for us, what we've always wanted," Fitz began to argue.

Olivia turned to look up at the man she loved. "What we've always wanted is for you to lead the free world," she corrected him. "Everything else comes second to that, as it should."

"This is where we disagree, maybe this is the life we were meant to have. You, me and this baby."

"As President, are there things you still want to change?" Olivia asked changing the subject only slightly.

"Of course there is," he replied, there were always laws that needed to be introduced or reformed, and he hated to admit it but in his first term he barely scratched the surface on things he wanted to change.

"Then your second term is where you do that. You don't have to worry about re-election or the polls, all you have to worry about is getting the bills passed. Run and make your Presidency count."

Fitz didn't have an argument. Until this morning he was set on winning the election and being the leader the country needed. "But what about you? What about the baby?"

"The press has no romantic connection between us, if they somehow got wind of the pregnancy they wouldn't be able to link it to you. I could go it alone or say it's someone else's," Liv began.

"No, you will not be a dirty little secret, or a cliché other family. And pretending it's someone else's kid is out of the question, no, I'm drawing the line there," Fitz said firmly. There was no way he was letting another man say that their kid was his, even if it was just to the media. He already hated thinking of Liv with other men, this would be agony. There was a knock on the door, which Fitz knew was the warning they needed to leave. Though he had instructed them to give it, it couldn't have come at a worse time. "Why don't we just tell the truth?" Fitz asked after standing up.

Liv let out an almost snort at the ridiculousness of that idea. "You cannot be serious," she said, though she knew he most certainly was. Liv joined him on her feet. "Fitz, you'll lose before they've even started to count the votes. Americans believe in family values. Do you really think they'll vote for someone with a pregnant mistress? They'll wonder how on earth you could take your presidential oath seriously if you can't even uphold your marriage vows."

"That's not fair," Fitz stated. She knew exactly why he was still with Mellie, if it was up to him he would be living in the White House with her, and not his wife.

"I never said it was, but it's how it is, there's no changing it. There's not enough time to work on the optics before the election," Liv said. Maybe it wasn't fair that being the best candidate didn't guarantee you the win, but it was how it worked.

"Well, what about after the election?" he asked walking over to the door while Olivia followed. "You said that after it wouldn't matter about optics."

"Possibly," she seceded. "But not straight away," she replied. There would still be things that would need to be worked out before going public but it wasn't completely impossible.

"That's a 'yes'," Fitz grinned and pulled her into his hold kissing her on the lips as he did.

"That's a 'maybe'," she corrected as their lips parted. But he didn't care. It was better than the alternatives. This way he could hold on to the hope that by time the baby was born they could be a public couple living in the White House for another four years, which was all he ever wanted.

What did you think? Is it true to character? or believable? or how much did the latest episode screw with me. (when Liv was in the waiting room, i was literally like 'Oh Shonda please dont screw with my story please', but whatever.

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