So since uploading the last chap (I was so pissed by the winter finale i just wanted to write straight away) ive been thinking is there a point to keeping writing this, but i decided 'yes there is'. We've all been screwed over by Shonda Rhimes too many times, and we deserve some happiness, even if its a little off canon (hell its not canon anyway). So i will continue to write this story how i planned it before that gut wrenching episode aired, and i hope you continue to read it as i upload. Thanks :)

It had been a few weeks since Olivia and Fitz found out about the pregnancy, and they were both still over the moon with excited, Fitz more so. They had been successful at keeping it too themselves and were going to keep doing what they had been until they no longer could, or really when Olivia started to show. Olivia walked into the Oval to see Fitz sitting at his desk signing some forms while Cyrus stood over him.

Fitz looked up at the sound of the door opening, knowing only three people didn't knock before coming in, and one of them was already in the room with him. Fitz smiled happily when he saw it was Liv and not his wife. Cyrus turned around to see what had stopped the President. "Olivia," Cyrus greeted.

"Hi, Cyrus," she said waking passed the couches and over to the desk.

"Give us the room, please, Cy," Fitz instructed, and Cyrus inaudibly sighed before walking out and closing the door behind him. Fitz waited until he heard the door click shut before starting. "How'd it go?" Fitz asked as Olivia sat on the edge of his desk and his hand found a way to her knee.

"Good, everything's good," Liv answered as she opened up her bag. She found the photo she had be given and handed it to Fitz. "My doctor said that the baby is perfectly healthy," Liv said but she could tell Fitz wasn't so much listening anymore as he looked over the ultrasound picture. His finger's danced over the little bean shape, he was in a trance as he looked over the baby that he and Olivia had made.

"Wow," was all he could get out.

"She said I'm due around February 8th," Liv added, giving Fitz a rundown of her appointment. That was three months after the election and about 2 weeks after the inauguration, by time the baby was born Fitz would be a two term President of the United States.

"A Winter Baby," he said still marvelling over the ultrasound picture. "I wish I could have been there," Fitz sighed. It was the first time he had missed an ultrasound for one of his children, and he especially hated that he had to miss this one. Pictures were all well and good, but nothing matched the first time you hear the sound of the heartbeat.

"I know you do," Olivia said as she took Fitz's hand in hers. "But if you were there, the press would've had the story before we'd even had the appointment," Liv said.

"You'd think doctor-patient confidentiality would stop that," Fitz said glumly.

"It's the 21st century, Fitz, even if the doctor upheld their oath 100%, that doesn't stop the other people who work there. The nurses, the receptionist, even the other patients, all people who wouldn't hesitate at the large payouts the networks would offer. And suggesting locking it down until we're in and out would cause just as many questions, and it wouldn't be that hard to find out the answers. You not being there, protects us both," Olivia explained and Fitz knew she was right, no matter how much he hated it.

"What about the White House doctor? He's paid to be discrete," Fitz countered.

"As soon as I step in there everybody in this building will know I am pregnant and that you are the father, including the press," she disputed, there was no option he could think up that she hadn't already thought of. "I'm sorry Fitz," Liv said, she didn't want to keep crushing him, but they had to be realistic. "This is the best we get for now," she added pointing down at the ultrasound.

"I know," he said as he kissed her hand. Fitz looked up as he heard the door to his office open again, seeing Cyrus walk back in, he quickly hid the ultrasound picture in the open file on his desk before closing it. It was like they were in high school and were hiding a note from their teacher.

"Sorry, sorry," Cyrus apologised. "I'm sure you were both busy discussing the campaign," he joked knowing that with these two, a closed door meant that very little politics was getting discussed. "But I forgot to get those reports you were signing, I'll just grab them and be out of your hair," he said walking over to the desk and grabbing the recently closed file.

Fitz and Olivia quickly glanced at each other, eyes bulging out of their sockets. "Cyrus, I hadn't finished signing those," Fitz said trying to get the file back from his chief of staff.

"Of course you have, I saw you," Cyrus said holding the file in a tight grip.

"Maybe Olivia should check them over, second pair of eyes couldn't hurt," Fitz said trying to come up with another excuse to get the file back.

"Maybe I should," Liv said standing up and walking around the desk.

"Nonsense, this is a White House matter, it doesn't need the Olivia Pope seal of approval, no offence Liv.

"I want to read over them again," Fitz said standing up from his desk chair.

"They're the same things I give you to sign every week," Cyrus said as he walked out the door, something strange, stranger than normal, was going on between them and he was determined to find out what.

Olivia went blank, all blood rushed from her face. Cyrus had the ultrasound picture, and there was nothing she could do about it. "I'm so sorry Livvie," Fitz said walking up behind her. She no doubt blamed him, and she had every right to, he thought.

Olivia took a deep breath before answering. "It's not your fault," she said calmly turning in place, she knew as soon as Cyrus picked up the file he wasn't going to let it go. And Fitz couldn't have known that the one place he could hide the photo was what Cyrus was coming in for.

"Maybe its best that he knows, he was going to find out sooner or later," Fitz added holding out his arms for her.

"I would have preferred 'later'," she said waking into his embrace. But out of everyone to find out, Cyrus was one of the only people who would understand why keeping the pregnancy a secret was so important and necessary. And Olivia knew she could handle Cyrus, his bark was worse than his bite. She was more upset that it was no longer just theirs, that it wasn't their secret anymore. She wanted more time to get used to it before everyone else could make judgements. She thought she had another couple of weeks, maybe even a month before people would start finding out. But she also knew that once one person found out, another would, and then another, so it was time to face the music. "I should go talk to him," Olivia sighed out.

Oh Ohhh Cyrus knows...what will he do? (Bum Bum baaaa)

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