So again, apologies for the length of time between updates. Thanks to the outstanding amount of feedback I received telling me I should continue. It was amazing to know you all still care. Hope you enjoy this one.

"I don't remember the last time I actually did Christmas," Olivia said, as she passed the Christmas trees that lined the hallway. The White House was as deserted as it ever could be.

Fitz had told Cyrus to tell the staff to not even think about the office for the next few days, and that Christmas was a time that should be spent with family. And just like his staff, he was going to do just that.

He wasn't sure when he started thinking of Olivia as family, but that's what she had become, and that's what she would always be to him, especially now. He wanted to give her everything, and that was exactly what he intended.

He'd had the plans in motion since the moment Olivia had agreed to come over. He'd picked out a menu especially filled with Liv's favourites. Though he'd had his chef prepare it for them, he would have made it himself, if he had the time, or if he could actually cook.

He'd even been able to sneak out and get some shopping done. It wasn't that much of a difficult feat. After all he was a man who had been keeping a relationship secret for years, a trip to a store was not a hard expedition. Except for the fact, he'd actually never bought Olivia anything before. He'd given her gifts, family heirlooms, or expensive bottles of wine, but nothing he'd had to go into a store to get.

He didn't want to give her jewellery, it was cliché, and the only piece he would want to buy came in a little black box, and they agreed not to take that step yet. He couldn't exactly ask the shop assistant what the perfect gift for Olivia would be. Because it would be guaranteed that within two seconds it would be in the papers. And that would be the exact opposite of what Liv would want.

No this was all up to him. And he was fairly certain he'd done well.

"Just think, you'll never be able to say that again," Fitz beamed and led Liv to the residence. Olivia very rarely went into residence. That was always Mellie's domain. But that would change soon. It was only one more month until their timeline allowed Fitz and Liv to become public, and that meant she would soon move in, if all goes to plan.

Just before the entered the residence, Fitz jogged ahead. Fitz held out his hand, ready to lead Olivia up the small staircase. His eyes shone with glee wanting to show her the surprise that waited on the other side of the door. Liv couldn't resist the look she was receiving, she was putty in his hands.

Olivia took a step to reach Fitz, but somehow lost her footing on the bottom step, and suddenly she hit the floor with what seemed like a large thump.

"Liv," Fitz yelped, and ran the few steps back to check on her. He would have tried to catch her, but she was already on the floor before he could do anything. "Help," he screamed out, and within a few seconds an agent was there.

"I'm fine," Liv said as Fitz and Hal helped her up. Fitz didn't let go of her, even when her feet were placed firmly on the ground. "I just missed where my centre of balance was," she explained.

"Can you get the doctor please," Fitz said to the agent.

"No, I'm fine, nothing hurts, don't worry about it," Liv tried to assure them, Hal stopped, no longer sure who to take orders from.

"You're not the only one who took a slip there, Liv, so you're going to get checked out just to make sure you're both okay," Fitz said, rubbing his hand up and down Olivia's back. He looked over to the agent that was still standing there. "When did you stop taking orders from me?" Fitz asked.

"Right, sorry Mr President," Hal said and went on his way to set it up.

Fitz led Olivia over to a settee sofa against the wall. He knew he would feel more comfortable if Olivia was sitting down. There was a far lesser chance of her falling over again if she was seated. He had yet to let go of her hand, and they lay entwined together on Olivia's lap. He placed feather light kisses on her shoulder.

He wasn't sure the last time he had been that scared, and according to Olivia there was nothing to worry about. But still his heart was pounding out of his chest just at the fear that the worse could be happening. Fitz thought he should be a pro at the whole baby thing by now. But he hadn't felt like this since Jerry, at he assumed those were the same fears that all new parents face. His heart rate was finally slowing down when they were informed the White House doctor was ready for them.

Fitz took Olivia to the examine room, it was the same one he used when he got his yearly physical, or every check-up he had to get after the shooting. They explained the situation to the doctor. Not the whole situation, just that Liv fell on the steps. And that Fitz insisted that everything was okay.

Liv sat up on the examine table, and the doctor rolled over the ultrasound machine. "She needs an ultrasound?" Fitz asked.

"Best way to see how the baby's doing," the doctor said. "Can you lift your shirt up?" He asked, and Liv quickly obliged. Fitz came to sit by Olivia's head.

It was only then when Fitz realised this was going to be the first ultrasound he had seen in real time, and not from a recording after. He just prayed this wasn't the beginning of the end. He wasn't sure he'd be able to handle it if it were.

The doctor squirted the goo onto Olivia's belly, and started to move the wand around. It felt like an eternity had passed from when the wand was placed on Liv's stomach, to when they heard the first heartbeat.

Fitz's fingers clenched around Liv's far harder than he realised. He breathed out a sigh of relief and his face shone brighter than it ever really had.

"It looks like," The doctor continued examining the screen, while slowly moving the wand around. "You have a healthy baby-"

"No, we don't want to know the sex," Olivia quickly interrupted.

"Right, I should have asked. I don't typically do these anymore," the doctor apologised. "I recommend going to your doctor in a couple of days, just to be sure nothing's wrong. But right now, everything looks fine," he said, taking the wand off.

Liv smiled at the news and noticed that Fitz looked mesmerized by the image of the screen. It looked a hell of a lot more like a baby than it did at the last ultrasound months ago. "Would we be able to stay a little while, and watch?" Liv asked.

"Of course," he said, handing Olivia the wand so she could control the ultrasound herself. "And don't worry, I think doctor patient confidentiality extends to paternity," he smiled, it hadn't taken him too long to work out what was really going on.

"Thank you," Liv said.

"Yeah, thanks Doc," Fitz chimed in, but he really hadn't heard what was being said. His attention had not moved from the screen. He had never seen anything so beautiful. And he knew he wouldn't again for at least a month and a half. If he could stay here forever, he would.

It was perfect. Sure, the way they got here wasn't ideal, but seeing his baby was the best Christmas gift he could ask for.

Hope you enjoyed.

I haven't written prose in awhile, so sorry if I'm not as good as I once was. It'll come again with practice.

And please don't complain about the length, i know its a little short, I would have like it a bit longer, but i promised to get something up this weekend, and I've been working my ass off on an assignment that was due yesterday (which took longer than I expected-so I thought I'd be able to get both this and punch out a chap for Afire Love too, but alas no)

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