A/N: Exhausted, will try to correct mistakes later if I remember. Wait, did I correct the mistakes from the last chapter...?

She was pregnant, okay he got that. But it seemed that she was trying to tell him that the child she was pregnant with was his. That just couldn't be. Okay, maybe she was in on it. Maybe she had joined the dark side and was in on the plot to drive him completely insane. His eyes met hers again, and she stared at him in anticipation. He smiled. "No."

Her eyebrows drew together. "No, what?" she found herself unable to hide her annoyance. Was he seriously trying to tell her that she was not pregnant, with his kid, when she clearly had something growing inside of her abdomen?

"You can't be?"

She had to refrain from letting a string of not so nice words spew out of her mouth. She started digging through her bag. He could have sworn he heard her mumble a few words that included 'fine' and 'fucker', but he brushed it off when she pulled out what looked almost like a Polaroid, except thinner.

"What is this?" he asked taking it from her as she extended it towards him.

"Your daughter," she told him in a not so nice tone. He looked up at her, eyes wide, before looking back down at the blobs that were clearly the outline of a tiny human face as well as tiny little hands and little fingers.

"Liv," he said still a little in disbelief, "I can't… I've been in…"

"Well I'm not exactly in the beginning of this now am I?" she said resting her folded arms atop her abdomen allowing the shirt to shift in a way that it was no longer hiding the bump by any means. She looked back over at him as his eyes went back to the 3D sonogram still. She continued to stare at him as his face went through a variety of different contortions, and she cursed herself for beginning to feel sorry for him again. Clearly he wasn't trying to be an ass. He was just confused and probably scared since those were two of the feelings she vividly remembered having after she first found out the news. She continued to study his face as he struggled to make sense of what he was looking at.

He was seeing the picture but he wasn't able to process anything. His mind was be bombarded with a bunch of thoughts that made him barely able to process any external stimuli it was receiving right now. Okay, so Olivia, the woman he was in love with was telling him that she was going to have his baby. At the surface, that would be the best news any man could ask for, if that man wasn't currently in the middle of a top secret government conspiracy and constantly being hunted down like a dog by someone wanting to kill him. Oh, and also if that woman wasn't in love with another man. A man he definitely did not want his kid around but would probably have no other choice but to accept in his child's life if she ended up choosing him. If she did, he would have no other choice but to accept it if they were going to successfully co-parent. And yes, he wanted them together because he loved her, and he had always dreamed of raising his child in a happy, two parent household, but he had learned firsthand that a two parent household didn't always equal happy and happy definitely trumped the two parent part of that equation. And he definitely wanted this child to be happy, and no one would get in the way of that, not even himself. No he would not even let his disdain for the man who had just left the room come into the way of his child's happiness, but he would also not let that man himself do so either. A new set of thoughts and questions began to rapid fire in his mind and he felt his focus and priorities beginning to shift in that moment.

"Top left corner," she instructed in a more patient tone than she had been using with him. Her voice pulled him from the depths of his mind and he shifted his eyes to the top left corner of the photograph and started to read the writing there.

'Pope, O.

5/19/2015

19 weeks 4 days'

He then looked back at the picture finally able to process the tiny facial features as he started to do the math in his head. They had left for the island in the middle of November, soon after the election was over. Fitz had won, his son had been murdered, she had believed her mother the cause, her business was crumbling, she was sad and hurting. He was fighting to be able to feel anything, especially anything from her. They had been gone about ten weeks. They had come back in the beginning of February. Nineteen weeks from May would mean the baby was conceived near the end of December or middle of January. And they were now in the beginning of July, that was about six months ago.

He looked back up at her with a crease in his forehead as his eyebrows remained knitted together.

She looked at him sadly. They had really made a mess of things. This was not the way that she had planned on welcoming her first child or any of her children into the world, and she had spent the first month she had found out she was pregnant being depressed by this very thought. But she had made peace with it, and she was not happy with the fact that she would make the best of the situation.

The thought hadn't crossed her mind on the island at it was too early. She hadn't had any symptoms, but when she began vomiting and feeling tired all the time, and having mood swings, she had taken a home test, and not believing it had made an emergent appointment with a gynecologist that had promised her a favor whenever she needed it in return for clearing up an issue that the woman's husband had gotten into. The pregnancy had been confirmed and she had, well she had gone back to her apartment and cried, but now she had to admit, even though the situation they were in was not optimal, it saddened her to think that it could be worse. The baby could have been Fitz's. Though she was pretty sure having a baby for an ex or possibly current government assassin came close to having a baby for a currently married man who just so happened to be the leader of the free world.

"How?" he asked, interrupting her sad thoughts.

"Really? That's the question you're going to go with?"

"I thought you had that little circle thing or pills or something," he sputtered. Although he wasn't completely opposed to the idea of becoming a father, though the timing nor situation was optimal, he still was confused as to how they both could have let this happen. They both knew they were not in any situation anyone would consider ideal for bringing a child into the world.

He was right. She had switched to that little circle thing he was talking about right before they left for the island but it had kept coming out and was a nuisance more than anything so she had decided to switch to the pills for the time being which was surprisingly a little hard to get on a practically deserted island especially since whoever was ordering their requests kept screwing it up, so not only was the contraception she had been using ineffective but she had gone a whole three weeks somewhere in the middle of their getaway without any form of contraception other than condoms which thankfully they had had but for some reason was rather hard for them to remember every time or even most of the time they had had sex while on the island, and there was a lot of sex being had between them seeing as they were both used to having something to do and something complex to think through every single minute of every single day prior to their arrival on the island and now all of that had been stripped away and they were left with nothing to really focus on but each other and what they would eat for the day.

She reminded him of all of this in a not so pleasant way as she was becoming angry again. He stared at her for a few more seconds before his focus returned to the picture in his hands, seemingly mesmerized by it. She knew that feeling. She had been consumed by the same photo for days after first receiving it.

Okay, that made sense. When putting it like that, they could have definitely conceived a baby while on the island. He stared at the picture a little longer. You could make out facial features but couldn't really tell who they belonged to, him or Olivia or if they were blended. He imagined a beautiful, bossy little girl running around the playground, standing up to all the bullies in defense of all the other kids, her curls bouncing behind her as she dragged her favorite doll along for the couldn't help the smile that came to his face. He also found great joy in the fact that he would have a part in raising that little girl and being there for her and letting her know that she was loved unconditionally. He was going to be a father. "My daughter huh?" he mused, still staring at the picture.

She continued to study his face and she saw the beginnings of a smile before both their heads snapped towards the door that had began to slide open.

"I don't care," she heard a familiar sing-song voice before she saw Anna walking through the door, followed by Fitz rolling his eyes at the back of her head before a secret service agent closed the door behind them.

Jake stood up, slipping the sonogram picture into his pocket, unsure what was about to happen since no one had invited Fitz back into the room and he had no idea who this woman was. He watched her demeanor as she sauntered into the room with a confident, sassy yet playful attitude. She eyed him curiously as a smirk came to her face. She walked up to him and stood right in front of him staring up at him. He studied her curiously. She was about Olivia's height so she didn't really seem threatening to the naked eye, but also like Olivia she gave of this sense that one should not take her as presented and that she could actually pose a valid threat if she wanted to.

"Hey Liv," she said tossing her bag on the floor next to the table, her eyes catching his. "Who's this guy?"

He heard Olivia let out a breath behind him before replying. "Anna this is Jake." He saw the woman's facial expression change to one of recognition on some level, though he was pretty sure he had never seen her before. "Jake this is Anna, my dear sweet cousin."

He could since the sarcasm in Olivia's voice, but Anna ignored it. "Ah, so this is Jake?" she asked rhetorically having never actually seen a picture of him. Well she had seen the clean shaved, shiny Navy picture and though the thought did cross her mind at first seeing him, but with the cuts and five o'clock shadow that adorned his face currently, she couldn't be sure since this was her first time seeing him in person. She gave him a once over, finally breaking eye contact with him. "I've heard a lot about you, Captain." She finished seductively as she placed a hand on his chest and began tracing slowly down his chest. Jake's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Before he could say anything, he heard Olivia's voice from behind him sounding tired and expectant but over the woman's antics. "Anna," she said with it sounding more like a sigh than a warning.

"Relax, Liv. I was just kidding," she said looking around Jake's broad frame to see Olivia. "I know he's yours."

He saw the grin now come to the woman's face after her last sentence and noticed Fitz beginning to fidget near the door before letting out a huff, and he couldn't help the smile that came to his face. She was clearly messing with all of them, him and Fitz being collateral damage on her path to screwing with Olivia.

Olivia looked from Anna, who was now smiling at her, towards Fitz since she could feel his eyes boring a hole through her after Anna's last comment. She adjusted the cardigan some so it could better hide her rounding abdomen and held eye contact with him for a few seconds before turning back to Jake and Anna. Thankfully he hadn't seen the telltale signs of her pregnancy.

"Now that everyone's here," she started her voice finally going back to its firm confident form since she had broken the news about the baby to Jake, "can we please discuss how we are going to deal with my father."

Okay, so maybe this hadn't been the best idea, Olivia thought they had now been in the bunker for an hour trying to come up with a plan and they still didn't have one that everyone was satisfied with. Jake and Fitz had done most of the talking, or arguing at least. Fitz had a plan of a strategic approach which Jake did not agree with because normal strategic approach was no match for B6-13 or command. But Jake wanted to be the one to lead the charge however it would be done which she did not agree with, and neither did Fitz, though she wasn't sure why. Anna, who was clearly as annoyed with both of them as she was had taken her ipod from her bag about fifteen minutes ago and stuffed the earplugs into her ears.

She rolled her eyes at all of them before Fitz said something that gave her an idea.

"What if I lure him out?" she stated more than asked. "Then that way we don't have to worry about sending the agents into B6-13 headquarters." She spoke to Jake more than anyone since he would be the one that needed convincing on this. It was basically Fitz's plan with a twist to settle out the part Jake seemed most concerned about. Anna had already checked out or so she thought.

He just looked at her with concern and pleading eyes. She could not possibly be thinking about putting herself and their unborn child in this type of danger. It was too dangerous, and he did not want her doing this, but he knew ultimately that he would be helpless to stop her if she made up her mind to do so. He opened his mouth to respond but before he could, he heard that same sing song voice from earlier.

"It won't work," Anna said, looking down at her phone. They all looked at her, waiting for her to continue or contribute something useful. When she didn't speak again, Olivia spoke up.

"I'm sorry Anna," she said clearly bothered by Anna going against her plan after being silent almost the entire time, "did you have something useful to finally contribute to this conversation."

He could see the other woman roll her eyes before looking up at Olivia. "This plan, it won't work," she told her simply. "One being that it's a dumb ass idea."

"Thank you," Jake mumbled.

"Yours wasn't much better," Anna shot at him. He didn't reply. He couldn't. She was right. He hadn't put much thought into his idea. He just wanted to get in there and settle this. He was currently blinded by anger and his mind was preoccupied with other things and a soon to be person.

"Well please, tell us your plan then," Olivia told her.

"My plan is to not to go with any of the plans that have been spoken aloud in this room," she replied without missing a beat, "which sadly, is the best idea that anyone has come up with all day."

Olivia just looked at Anna again before turning back to Jake and Fitz. "I'm going to call him, invite him to dinner," at this point Anna threw her hands up and sat back down in her chair.

"Liv she's right, this plan won't work," Jake interrupted her.

Before she could reply, she heard Fitz reply behind her, "Why not?"

Jake continued talking to her, ignoring Fitz. "It's not a good idea."

"I think it's a great idea," Fitz told him.

"That's because she's not pregnant with your kid!" Jake yelled at him, causing the entire room to go silent.

"Oh man," Anna said, taking the ear buds out of her ears and sitting up straighter in her chair, debating if to stay or if to leave. She sometimes enjoyed when other people's drama came to the forefront. For the most part it was entertaining, but sometimes it boarded on uncomfortable for everyone in the room, and this was one of those times. Her first instinct was to leave, but she honestly wanted to see Fitz's reaction. She still didn't think she was very fond of him and she knew that this news would be a blow to his ego, which she loved seeing people like him get knocked down to size a little. Though she knew he would have rationalized it in his head the next day and come up with some obscure reason as to why Liv's pregnancy was a mistake and she didn't really mean to betray him and that he was still supreme leader of everything. She had learned this trait about him during the last couple of months and from the stories everyone had told her. Including Mellie, who Olivia had thankfully not found out she had actually been having civil conversations with. Well at least one conversation when she hand stumbled upon the woman drinking wine on the balcony during one of her visits to the white house with Olivia. Honestly, those visits were boring and she often found herself wandering off to explore, which it was surprising the things you could get away with with that all access badge or whatever it was Olivia had gotten her to be able to walk around the white house with her. One day she just so happened to wander upon Mellie. And who could pass up a few glasses of wine with a view like that. She had actually had a conversation with Mellie, and surprisingly, she actually liked her. It may have been some sympathy for being stuck with being married to the president, but either way, Mellie was alright in her book. She at least had somewhat of a conscience, which is more than she could say for most of the people she had met since arriving to DC.

Her eyes darted from Fitz to Olivia and she saw the woman had stiffened; she was still facing Jake and had purposefully not turned around to look at Fitz.

"Olivia," his voice broke the silence. Anna's eyes stayed on Liv. Her head fell and she slowly turned to face him. "Is that true?"

Anna's eyes went to Fitz, and her brows furrowed in confusion. He looked so broken and so sad. Olivia didn't answer. She just stared at him with tears forming in her eyes. Now this pissed Anna off. He had no right to make Olivia feel sad or guilty for this. She had already struggled with this in the beginning and had finally come to terms with having a baby and was starting to actually enjoy the anticipation of becoming a mother for the first time. And here he was trying to make her feel bad about it.

"Yeah, it's true," Anna started in a somewhat hostile tone. "They fucked like rabbits while they were on the island and he knocked her up. So what? They're both adults."

"Anna," Olivia tried to scold but it came out sounding sad more than anything.

"Olivia," Anna replied, letting Olivia know that she was not in the mood for anyone's bullshit or pacification at the time.

"How could you?" he asked.

Olivia could see from her peripheral view when Jake turned away in frustration, trying his best to bite his tongue. Anna's mouth dropped open and she turned to Olivia, expectantly. She wanted her to say something, to defend herself, to lay into this asshole for trying to condemn the existence of her unborn child. But Olivia didn't utter a word. She just stood there with the same look on her face as Fitz. She could not believe that Olivia was allowing this to happen.

"Fuck this," she heard Anna's voice resound through the silence, as she got up and began gathering her things, stuffing them back into her bag. Olivia turned to her, not wanting her to go.

She swallowed, trying to find her voice before she spoke. "Where are you going?"

"I'm leaving," Anna declared as she walked to the door, not turning back to look at anyone else in the room. She didn't care that Olivia was sad right now, or that she probably didn't want her to leave. She should be sad for not standing up for herself or her little girl. She wanted to turn around and shake Olivia, she literally wanted to shake her to see if she could shake some sense back into her. Sure she could have given Fitz a piece of her mind, but then she wanted to give Olivia a piece of her mind too. And she had no problem with doing that, but she had learned a while ago that there was a time and a place for that, though this was the time and the place she felt, there was also a time and a place to walk away from things and the fact that she felt she was about to implode on herself definitely let her know that she needed a cool down period before letting anyone have it.

She began banging on the door. "Open the damn door!" she yelled and did not stop banging until it slid open. She walked out without another word. Olivia watched as the door slid close and she looked down at the floor. She could still feel Fitz staring at her awaiting an answer, so she decided to look behind her to Jake. He just shook his head in disappointment before turning away from her and walking to the chair in the corner of the room, refusing to look at her or Fitz.

She wanted to cry, but she didn't want to do it there, or in front of anyone. She grabbed her bag off of the table and walked hurriedly to the door before banging on it just as Anna had, both of them too impatient for whoever it was on the other side to hit the button on their own. The door slid open, and she walked out without another word.

A/N: I'm tired. Where are all the crazies that used to leave reviews...I miss them :( They were crazy, but entertaining. Anyways, leave reviews, tell me what you think.