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"Now that I know, what's stopping me from giving up again?" Fitz said after a few moments of silence. Really what was stopping him? Olivia couldn't fake another miscarriage, and hide out in Vermont twice. And it was as if it was fate that he found out. If it had gone Olivia's way he wouldn't have known she was still pregnant until after the votes had been counted and the results were in.
Olivia turned to face him, her mouth hung open. "You can't be serious," she said. She had not gone through the last three months for nothing.
"I am. It's my decision," he replied. He was dead serious. The White House seemed like a joke when he imagined living in this house with her and the baby.
"You're right, it is. But don't pretend you don't want to be the President. If you really didn't, you wouldn't have cancelled your press conference, you would have rewrote your speech and you would have continued to concede the election," Liv said, she knew this to be true as soon as she called Lauren to see if the press conference Fitz had planned was still going ahead.
"That was when I thought you'd lost the baby," Fitz argued. He changed his mind about the Presidency because what else did he have. "Our child deserves a real family. Deserves a father who is able to be there and doesn't have to hide under the cloak of the night to be able to parent it," he added.
"But conceding, that isn't the right way to go about getting to that place. It's not even the best way. It's the easiest. And we've never been easy. So yes, taking the easy option would be wonderful, different, and a nice change of pace for us, but you're not picking the easy option for me or the baby, you're picking it for you. And unfortunately you don't just get to think about yourself in this decision," she told him. If he had a regular job, and they were regular people the choice would be a no brainer, but they weren't regular, they weren't ordinary, and his job affected more than just the three of them.
"What's so wrong with easy?" They been through enough hard times to span two lifetimes, maybe they deserved to be able to think about themselves for a change.
"Fitz, we get a rare opportunity to choose the world our child is brought into. Do you want the 'easy' one where our leader is a bible beating, verse preaching, extreme right-winged republican, who would no doubt take the rights of the minorities away and send our society back generations? Or the 'right' one where you get to continue to affect policy and change, and create the best world for not only us, but the whole country, to live in. I know what I would pick. I'm all for having the first female President, frankly it's time, but I want the best candidate, and that's not Sally Langston," she said, and all Fitz could do was listen to her words. She made sense, she always made sense. Just once he wished he didn't see things from her side. Fitz could tell Olivia was right, but he wanted to live in the world where he and Liv could be together, without it coming at a huge price.
"It's my choice," he said again.
"If you choose to give up, I won't respect you," Liv said very matter of fact. Fitz was taken aback. He thought she didn't care if he was President or not, but he guessed he was wrong. Did she only want him for his power?
"Excuse me?" He wanted to make sure he heard her right.
"You still want to be President. And I feel that in a few years' time, you'll hate yourself for giving up your opportunity for a second term and you'll come to resent me and the baby for making you have to decide. And that is too much pressure for me, and that would be unjust to put that on a child," Liv explained.
"I wouldn't-" Fitz began but Olivia cut him off.
"You don't know that, you can't know that. You'd always wonder if you would have won, and how things would have been different if you did, and you'd constantly think about everything you wanted to change but didn't get a chance too. I don't want that hanging over my head. And I can guarantee no child would want that either," she continued. She was thinking about their future, he was thinking about their present.
Fitz went silent. He understood Olivia's fears, and there was no way he could assure her that what she was worried about wouldn't come true. Sure he would fight like hell to be completely satisfied with the life they would have together, but he could see those thoughts creeping in. Obviously not straight away. But who would know, in five, ten years how he'd feel. "I just want to be with you. In the White House, or in this house. I don't care where," he said taking Olivia's hand in his. He wasn't sure if he was still mad at her or not. And he didn't know if he wanted to be. He wanted to move on from the pain the last three months had caused him, and focus on anything but that.
Olivia smiled that all knowing smile, as if she knew something Fitz didn't. "What do you think I've been doing up here?" She asked. Fitz had no idea, he hadn't had a chance to think about it. Even when he thought she had just left D.C. to get away, he couldn't picture what she'd been doing with all her free time. "Aside from continuing to run your campaign, I've been trying to work out just that. How we can be together, living in the White House, if you do win," she added. Most days since she'd arrived she'd paced around the living room, trying to work out the best way for it to happen.
"What?" Fitz asked confused. Though he couldn't think of a better use of free time. He was excited to hear what she had come up with.
"Obviously it won't be easy, and at the moment it's just a plan. We'll have to wait until after the election, maybe after the inauguration. You'd probably come out as a dog in the press, and neither one of us will come out smelling like a rose, and maybe that's how we can convince Mellie to go along with it. But once we do come out, you wouldn't have done anything wrong to warrant impeachment. You ran on your merit as a leader and not your family values so nothing you've said in your campaign would be a lie, so although the press and the public would be angry, we'd be able to handle it. And if everything works out, by time the baby is born we would be living in the White House as an open couple," Olivia explained, she had watched as Fitz nodded along, and could see he thought it was a good idea.
"It could work," he said, of course something could go haywire, but he was sure she had alternate plans for anything that would come up.
"And not being in D.C. means we've had three extra months of being able to hide the pregnancy from other people. So whatever story we decide to tell on my return, only Cy, Abby, you and me, would know the real story," Liv said trying to spin her leaving in a better light than it had been.
Fitz looked at her nervously. He didn't know whether he should tell her that that wasn't actually the case or not. She had hidden enough stuff from him in the last few months, maybe he could hide this. But Liv would find out, she was probably reading his face right now and knew he was hiding something. "That's not exactly true," he said, and a look of confusion flashed across Liv's face. "Mellie knows," he said and instantly heard Liv groan.
"How?" she sighed. Mellie knowing changed everything. Most of the plans she had made were reliant on Mellie not knowing for as long as possible, especially until after the election.
"I was watching the ultrasound one night and she walked in and saw me," Fitz explained. "I had to tell her everything before her screams of anger alerted the whole world," he continued. He wasn't sure if he should tell Liv that Mellie knowing had really helped him with everything that had gone on, or really hadn't gone on.
Olivia laid her head in her hands and let out a long moan. She wanted this day to be over. She was tired and she could hear the bed calling for her. Standing up from the couch she looked down at Fitz. "I'm going to sleep," she informed him, and her face read 'I've had enough'.
Fitz thought that was a good idea until he remembered that the spare rooms most likely didn't have beds in them. There was only two options the couch or in the bed with Olivia, which he wasn't totally against but wouldn't be sure if she felt the same. "Okay. But I assume there's still only the one bed?" He could see a few of Liv's touches around the place, but couldn't see her purchasing an extra bed high on her to-do list.
Liv nodded understanding his train of thought. "Sofa's for conceders," she said, before walking down the hallway. He was right, it was his choice if he continued to run or not, but that didn't mean she couldn't give him one last push.
Ohhh what will Fitz pick ahaha.
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