Thanks for being understanding about my university workload (though its only week 1 so i found time to update...Also dont want to brag but im already behind in my work ahah)

So I received a lot of mixed feelings about if Liv should stay in Vermont or not, and if it was overwhelmingly leaning to one side i would have changed it, but it was literally 50/50 on what she should do, so i decided to do what i had planned.

This is half filler half not filler so its a little shorter than previous chapters but i do hope you enjoy :)

As the helicopter flew back into D.C. airspace, Fitz looked out to the Potomac. He loved this view, it was something he would never get used to. He turned his head back and looked at the empty seat beside him. He wished that Liv could be by his side. There was really nothing he wanted more than to land on the South Lawn and be able to walk across with her, but he understood why that couldn't happen.

Cyrus waited for Fitz as Marine One landed on the grass. "Mr President, I'm sure you had a productive trip," he said loudly as he tried to be heard over the helicopter blades.

"Very much so," Fitz said. He wondered if he should let Cy back in on Olivia's pregnancy, but he thought against that. He'd find out sooner or later, and he was too over the moon to listen to a Cyrus lecture about how they would be the Republic's downfall.

"And those meetings today, what were they about?" Cyrus asked, Fitz didn't really have an answer, he'd ended the call earlier before he had to complete the excuse.

"Need to know, Cy, need to know," Fitz said ambiguously. Though he could almost be telling the truth about that, his return to Vermont was information that only a select few needed to know, and Cyrus did not make that list.

"Well whatever they were about, I'm sure they were very productive," Cyrus said, though he couldn't put his finger on it he knew the President was not giving him the whole story. Though he hated not being in the know, sometimes it was the easiest thing to do.

"That they were," Fitz said as they walked into the White House. Fitz quickened his pace, trying to get to his office as quickly as possible.

"Well we have a lot to discuss," Cyrus said as Fitz opened the door to the Oval.

"And we will," Fitz said cutting him off. "But right now I'd like a moment alone," Fitz said gesturing to his Chief of Staff to leave his office.

"Yes, sir," Cyrus answered reluctantly and then turned to leave the room. Fitz waited until the door was closed before pulling out his cell phone.

"Hi," he smiled after dialling Olivia's number and waiting for her to answer.

"Take it you're back at the White House," she said as she answered.

"Just got into the Oval," he replied. "I miss you," he said taking a seat behind his desk.

"It hasn't been that long since you last saw me," Liv laughed as she moved her cell across to her other ear.

"It doesn't matter if it's been twenty minutes or two weeks, whenever I'm not with you, I miss you," Fitz said truthfully and Liv smiled silently into the phone. Her love for this man only grew.

"Same, the last two months weren't just hell for you," she said, though she wasn't sure she should bring it up. It was definitely something they both wanted to forget about.

"Then we should be glad, we never have to go through that again," he replied.

"My doctor says I should be fine to fly for now, another month and she would be against it," Liv explained and she watched the grin on Fitz's face grow to an almost unseen size. "And although everything I was saying before still stands, I'll come home," she finished as she placed her hands on her stomach.

"You're sure?" He asked though he hoped like hell she wouldn't take it back.

"I've definitely been surer about things before, but yeah, I am," she answered as she cautiously nodded her head. It wasn't too late to change her mind, but she hadn't stopped thinking about what to do since Fitz left, and it was only when she started packing her bag did she realise she had made her decision.

"Good," he said, and again couldn't hide his smile. He stepped forward and placed his hands on her belly, and then placed his lips on hers. "Then we should get you packed," he said taking a hand off her stomach and intertwined his fingers with hers to lead her to their bedroom.

"I'm already am," she said, after not following him. Fitz turned back and Olivia pointed down to her bag that was next to the lounge. "I'm sure I've forgotten something, though," she added.

"Doesn't matter, we'll be back one day," he said optimistically. But it was true. One day they would move into this house and be able to live their happily ever after.

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After a few hours in the air, they landed at the hanger to drop Olivia off. There was no chance of landing at the White House with Olivia in tow, and even if there was Olivia would not allow it. She wouldn't be able to hide out from Mellie if they literally landed into her backyard. Fitz had had it all planned. A driver would be waiting to take Olivia back to her apartment and then he would fly back to the White House as if nothing was different.

An agent opened the helicopter from the outside and Fitz hopped out while Olivia slid across, taking Fitz's hand for leverage as she stepped down to the ground. Fitz wanted to walk her to the car and get in himself, but he needed to get back to the White House, so an agent would have to lead her across the lot instead.

"I'll call you when I'm free," he said still holding on to her hand. He didn't want to let her go. She had been out of his life for far too long recently and he was so glad that she was back and that their baby was still alive.

Olivia looked around to see if she could see anything out of the ordinary, but it was starting to get dark and there wasn't much to see. Placing her free hand on his cheek, her hand snaked around to sit on the boundary of his hair and neck. Liv pulled him down so their lips could meet. Sure there was a chance that someone could see but surprisingly she didn't care, and of course neither did Fitz.

"I should go," Liv said as they pulled away from each other, all Fitz could do was nod. It wasn't what he wanted but he had already gotten more in the last 24 hours than he thought possible so he didn't want to push it.

Olivia went over to the agent and they began the walk to the car. "Liv," he called out, and she turned around to see what he wanted. "Thank you for coming home."

"You get back to your apartment okay?" Fitz asked.

"Well this might surprise you, but a helicopter to the South Lawn is considerably faster than a town car to my apartment in peak hour," Liv answered. She was still sitting in the back of the car that Fitz had organised for her.

"How far away are you?" He asked.

"Ten minute maybe," she answered. Though the windows were tinted she could see familiar buildings outside, which told her exactly where she was.

"Good, because I want you well situated before tomorrow night," Fitz said.

"Tomorrow night?" Olivia asked slightly confused.

"I'm coming over," he replied.

"Fitz."

"I don't care what you say Liv, I'm not letting it go more than a day without seeing you," he explained, and Liv was about to protest, when she realised that she really did want him to come over and it wasn't as if he hadn't done it nearly a hundred times in the past. "No arguments?" he said a little surprised, he was sure Liv would have something more to say about his plans. "Good, I'll be over around ten."

Are you glad she came back, or do you think she made a really bad decision in coming back?

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