One year had gone past while Fitz and Olivia captured their marriage back. They moved past the miscarriage and onto making a family. Karen was in her senior year of high school enjoying living at the White House with her dad and stepmom. Teddy came to visit every other week as per the custody agreement between Fitz and Mellie. Life was going great until Olivia's seventh month of pregnancy.

"Mr. Beene she's coming down here." Several people left in the West Wing ran to hide when the elevator doors dinged.

"Sir!" Cyrus yelled coming into the Oval closing the door behind him. "I couldn't stop her. I told her you were busy but she insisted. She's coming!"

"Who is coming, Cy?" Fitz smirked at how nervous he was.

"YOUR WIFE!"

Fitz cleared everything off his desk. He wasn't supposed to be in the Oval this late. He was supposed to be already upstairs in the Residence with her. He hid all the papers and put the Scotch in the bottom drawer when Olivia smashed in the door.

"What are you doing down here!" she yelled at him. "You are supposed to be upstairs with me. And why does it smell like liquor in here? Was there some damn men's club in here? Answer me Fitzgerald!"

Cyrus quietly stepped into the corner trying to avoid Liv but did so unsuccessfully as she grabbed his arm as he tried to escape.

"AND YOU! You agreed that you were going to watch him and make sure that there was absolutely no liquor! We agreed that if I couldn't drink neither could he, I can't trust you to do anything can I?"

"Livie," Fitz cooed at her. "I was just on my way up. I had an important call that I had to take. Cyrus had the Vice President in here earlier and they had a drink. Relax, Livie. Things are fine. Are you hungry? I can have the chef make something. I could eat a whale right now."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" she screamed at him, letting Cyrus go.

"Bad choice of words on my part. Come on; let's go find something to eat. I'm sure the triplets are starving too. You'll have to feed them something."

"Fitz, your three children inside me are always starving. Chinese sounds good. Probably after though."

"After? After what?"

"After we get these babies out of me since I've been in labor for the past hour!"