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AN: This is my new story. Hope you all enjoy. Let me know what you think. I love the feedback.
Chapter 1: Sure Thing
Even when the sky comes fallin
Even when the sun don't shine
I got faith in you and I
So put your pretty little hand in mine
Even when we're down to the wire babe
Even when it's do or die
We can do it baby simple and plain
This love is a sure thing
Love you like a brother
Treat you like a friend
Respect you like a lover
- Miguel: Sure Thing
Prologue- July 2010
"I'm thrilled you're home," her voice soft as they walked the garden.
"As am I. It's always a struggle to get a good night's sleep when you aren't in my arms," his voice light and loving as the fingers of his right hand interlaced with those of her left.
"I caved and let Niko sleep with me," she confessed in reference to their cream colored husky-lab.
" The dog took my spot. It's nice to know I can be easily replaced," he laughed loudly as a bird flew by them.
"Never baby. But I had to find a way to sleep and I didn't want to call you," she shared, swinging their arms.
"You should have called me, Livi. You know I'm always happy to hear your voice. "
"You were in meetings, and I didn't to disturb you. And before you say you always have time for me, know that I can handle a few nights without hearing your voice."
"Am I allowed to say I hate when my travels add such a great time difference, and that I missed my girls?"
"That is allowed and know we missed you too," she stopped her steps. She stood on her toes, one of the downfalls of wearing flats, to reach his lips. Knowing they were out in the open, the kiss was chaste, sweet, and brief but held much meaning.
"Oh I know you missed me. That was some welcome home during lunch," Fitz smirked as they continued their walk.
"Shhh...people could hear you," Olivia chastised.
"You weren't worried about people hearing you earlier," he teased and she hit his arm lightly.
"If you want an encore of this afternoon's performance, I suggest you hush," Olivia threatened with a stern look.
"Hush about what? I didn't say anything," Fitz joked as Liv laughed at his silliness. Even after five years of marriage, he was able to fill her days with laughter and joy.
"So the kids will be here next week. Nadia is excited. She's missed them," she commented.
"She just saw them two weeks ago,"Fitz chuckled referring to the surprise trip they'd made to California for Karen's 16th birthday.
"I know but according to her that was "a million years ago", Olivia imitated their daughter's voice.
"Well of course it was Liv. Two days is about a thousand years in a two year old's mind."
"I'll remember that for future references," her tone sarcastic.
"I still can't believe she'll be three in a couple months," he commented thinking of how much their little one had grown.
"Tell me about it. It seems just like yesterday you and Jerry found me crying in the kitchen with all the pregnancy tests," Olivia laughed as she recalled the day she discovered she was pregnant yet again.
"I was so worried something was terribly wrong until I saw the tests on the counter."
"And now we have an adventurous little girl who provides that worry on a regular basis," Olivia commented as she though of Nadia having climbed the chest and having sat up there for hours while everyone looked for the young girl. "Before you know it she'll be the one bringing home boys to meet dear old dad."
"Can we not discuss that," he groaned as he though of the boy , Ryan, Karen has introduced to him before he'd returned to DC. He was having a difficult time coping with the thought of his oldest dating. He wasn't ready to think about getting to that stage with his youngest.
"Oh baby, relax. You have years to worry about Nadia and boys," Olivia laughed at him.
"Right, years," he shook his head. "That's what I thought with Karen and here I am now. I think I'll send them both to an island with twenty guards each. Nobody in his right mind would even think about looking at them then," Fitz nodded, liking the sound of his plan.
"Speaking of boys," Olivia began and Fitz stopped his steps to look down at her in wonder.
"Livi are you," he asked, not able to find the word he was looking for.
"No, I'm not but I know we said once Nadia was older and were we settled here that we'd try."
"Is that what you want," Fitz asked. He adored Nadia but he did want more children with his wife. However, he feared she wouldn't be up for it, and he couldn't blame her. There was a certain level of stress that came with being the First Lady, and Fitz didn't want to add on pregnancy and then two young children onto that.
"You know I do," she smiled at him. "The question are you up for the challenge. The late night feedings and constant crying?"
" Of course. I've been waiting for you to bring it up actually," he smiled down at her widely.
"Of course you have," she laughed. "You can't have the American people thinking you're an old man and don't screw your wife."
"Old? Oh I'll show you old," he smirked in a low, husky tone.
"Is that a threat?"
"Promise, always a promise."
"God, you're incorrigible," Livi poked at him as a slight breeze blew a curl in her face.
"On serious note, are we honestly going to try?"
"Yes, we're going to try for a baby," Olivia confirmed. With those words, Fitz wrapped his arms around her waist, and twirled her around. Olivia yelped in excitement but soon laughed at the goofy grin on her husband's face.
"We're having a baby," Fitz sang once Olivia's feet touched the ground.
"We aren't having a baby just yet, mister," Olivia laughed at his enthusiasm.
"It's only a matter of time, Livi."
"You sure are confident aren't you Mr. President?"
"Of course I am. This is a field I'm an overachiever in... I'm surprised their aren't more little Grants running around," he chuckled.
"I can't believe you actually said that," Liv shook her head with a smirk.
"You know it's the truth," he pulled her close to him. "And if we don't get it right on the first try, it just means I have another reason to worship my gorgeous wife from head to toe," he said softly, placing a tender kiss on each cheek before landing on her lips. The tips of his fingers ghosted along her lower as her fingers threaded through his curls as the kiss deepened. Just as his fingers inches higher, a breeze passed, reminding Olivia where they were.
"We're in public," Olivia whispered against his lips as her fingers toyed with the curls at the nape of his neck.
"Always so sensible," Fitz brushed his lips against hers.
"Someone has to be. If I weren't you'd probably have me half naked under a tree," she laughed lightly.
"Don't give me any ideas, Mrs. Grant," his voice low and eyes dancing with mischief. "I swear you'll be the death of me."
"Death by orgasm," Olivia teased before resting her head on his chest.
"Now that would make the headlines."
"It would be very fitting. We began with a Scandal, might as well end with one," her arms wrapped around his abdomen.
"Are my ears deceiving me or did my little fixer just welcome a scandal?"
"I won't have to clean it up so what do I care."
"You never cease to amaze me," he chuckled as his lips touched the top of her. Standing in garden with his wife's arms wrapping, being carefree and content was the best welcome Fitz could have asked for. It was those little moments that made everything they'd endured worth it.
AN: This story will be mainly fluff but sprinkles of sadness. Now of the drama like my other story. Not sure when I'll update again so be on the lookout and thanks for reading.