"No, no everything's fine here." Tom Kirkman smiled a little glancing at his wife over the phone. She bit her lip and grimaced back at him. "I don't think we'll need anything while in our undisclosed location, go to the State of the Union. Have fun." He started to pull his phone away from his face before pressing it back. "And Em? Try not to be too hard on him okay? It's not like he was the one who fired me."

He clicked the phone shut and gave his wife a withering smile.

"I almost feel sorry for him."

"You SHOULD feel sorry for him. She's on the warpath." He snickered. "It's not like he had anything to do with it."

"He could have told her." She suggested.

"He really couldn't have." Tom shook his head. Alex looked away again. "What?"

"I'm just thinking about what this means for the two of them. Is she going to stay in DC? Is he? Are we?" She looked up at the ceiling for a second.

"It's a temporary job, no matter what. It was going to end sometime." He reminded softly.

"Yeah." She pressed her lips together, and met his eyes. "Yeah."

"I still wouldn't want to be him right now."

...

The heels of Emily Rhodes shoes clicked in short bursts across the tile floor of the lobby of the West Wing, she collected her bag from the security belt and looked into the wary eyes of her boyfriends assistant.

"Josh." She smiled curtly.

"Ms. Rhodes."

"Is he ready?" Her mouth set into a thin line, and raised an eyebrow impatiently. "It starts in 20 minutes."

"There's been a change of plans." He told her flatly.

"What do you-?" She stopped short, huffing out a breath. "They sidelined him."

"He was asked to stay behind and attend to some-."

"Where is he?" She sighed loudly, handing her coat and bag to the man.

"Where do you think?" Josh answered, chucking his head towards the stairwell.

...

Aaron Shore tossed the tennis ball against the cinderblock wall in front of him again. She caught the way his head bobbed back when he finally caught sight of her, backlit in the doorway.

"I know your mad at me but can we save the yelling until tomorrow?" He whispered without greeting.

"Aaron what the hell?"

"Em.." He sighed, pressing his hands into his face. "I'm serious."

She walked further into the room, her feet clipping against the bare floor until she reached the broken down desk. She gingerly lifted herself onto the corner, flinching as the table wobbled. Aaron's arm shot out to steady her.

"Be careful." He admonished softly, reaching out to touch her before stopping short.

Emily's body deflated for a second before reaching for his dropping hand and laying it on her abdomen. The corners of his lips lifted as he moved his hand across her pregnant belly.

"I didn't know until this morning." He whispered. "Langdon probably knew I wouldn't have been able to keep it from you." She put her hand on top of his and squeezed.

"What are we going to do?" Emily whispered softly.

"I could resign." He muttered. "Hell, I'll probably get fired after today."

"Did you defend Kirkman's honor?" She teased, kicking her leg out at him, his mouth twitched into an almost grin.

"I defended not sending my pregnant Girlfriend's boss back to Iowa." He smirked, before lifting his broody eyes to her. "Em."

She shook her head at him with a smile, moving his hand against her dress.

"Keep talking." She instructed.

"Why?" He sighed.

"Trust me." She grinned at him.

"Em. My day had really just sucked ass, and my night it not going much better. I appreciate you not being pissed at me but-." He froze, his eyes leaping to their joined hands.

"She knows her Dad's voice." Emily's melodic tone soothed him.

"Yeah?"

"She's been talking back to you for a few minutes now." She ran her free fingers down the side of his face as he leaned in towards her stomach.

"Hey Baby Girl." He whispered, pressing softly against the tiny ripples. "Daddy's going to figure this out."

He leaned his head forward and pressed into her thigh, she moved her fingers though his hair.

"Some how we'll figure this out."

"What was that?" Emily asked softly a few minutes later.

"What?" He murmured from his spot on her lap.

"I don't know the air vents just made a noise." She said, her head shaking back and fourth.

"The air vent-." He snickered. "We're in the basement of the White House. They make noise."

"Like a shaking sound." Emily continued, Aaron's laugh caused the baby to shift, he laughed again.

He was still harassing her about it when Josh stumbled breathlessly into the room.

"We need you upstairs." He told Aaron urgently. "Something's happened at the Capital."

...