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Talking about the 2020 field, Hillary asked a few questions and we verbalized our response.

I am so glad people are liking the story so far.  It is a little light on substance and story at first because I was a bit nervous writing but in later chapters I really start to feel more comfortable.  I was very nervous writing a Bill and Hillary fanfic, the way I see them and have come of age during their time in the White House I have the utmost respect for them both and I was nervous the story wouldn’t reflect that.  I am happy about the way the story came through.

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Paul reaches the the top of the steps and he has a piece of paper in his hand that he grabbed from his stack before he made his way up the steps, studying the numbers ever so carefully.  It never dawned on him to knock on the door, he is so completely focused on the numbers he is reading, always the political strategist and today understandably nerves are high and on edge.  He reaches down to grab the door handle and he twists it and the door swings wide open...

At first neither Bill nor Hillary notice the new figure in the room, still in quiet the precarious position figuratively and literally.

Hillary just so happens to remove her gaze from her husbands eyes and she stops cold and let's out this extremely high pitched scream... and she quickly latches herself to Bill and he turns to see why his wife had panic on her.  Her face now flush for an entirely different reason.

Quick thinking by Bill he rips the sheet from the bed to wrap his wife with it.  He turns his head and yells "Get out Paul, Jesus Christ man don't any of you know how to knock?"  Paul so completely mortified, "My apologies Governor... Ma'am."  He turns and high tails it out of their private bedroom and closes the door behind him, he runs down the stairs and around the corner to the dinning room/campaign room.  "Did you get the Governor?" James now really annoyed that they are missing perfect drive time interviews.  Paul completely out of breath trying to explain. "Ugh, he and the First Lady are possibly going to be a bit delayed."  "Dammit Paul we are running out of prime time real estate here." James' voice began to fall off when he saw the look on Paul's face.  It had finally registered what his friend had witnessed.  "Well I'll be, you know it's always good luck to do it the morning of the election, way to go Governor... We are gonna win this!"

Bill has a hold of Hillary tight, "Honey are you alright?"  Her head buried deep in his neck and all she can do is shake her head from left to right, she is so embarrassed and mortified and she can't bring herself to remove her head from his neck.  He has his right arm wrapped around her waist and his left hand rubbing her head.  "Bill, my god. Why was the door unlocked?"  Now he is gently rocking her in his arms, "I don't know sweetheart...". His voice tales off and Hillary raises her head to look into his eyes.  "Why wasn't the door locked Bill?"  He is trying to hold back one of his southern boy grins but he can't any longer, once Hillary sees it her blood starts to boil.  "William!  Answer me why was the door not locked?"  He takes her tiny hand in his and whispers, "I got so completely lost in you, that I guess I must have forgotten my girl."  How she wanted to be mad at him, but in all honesty they both got so lost in each other.  Feeling a little less embarrassed she let out a chuckle and then Bill followed.

"Hill, you go ahead and jump in the shower and freshen up and I'll head down stairs.  I will talk to Paul in private and then you come down when you feel you are ready.  I'd like for you to actually lie down and nap because this is going to be a long night."  He wanted to make sure she was ok to face Paul after what he walked in on, he wanted to spare her more embarrassment.

In all fairness she was still a bit embarrassed and she was now really feeling her exhaustion and talking a hot shower and curling up in bed sounded ideal.  "I think I will do that honey, you won't really need me for a while anyway." She stood up, her soft pink pale flesh looking at him and he quickly had his hands on her waist and pulled her close to his face so her stomach was where his lips were.  "I always need you."  He then kissed her stomach, and her butterflies returned instantly, she leaned down and kissed his lips and turned to head into the washroom.

That day would change their lives forever in so many ways...

Bill was dressed and down with the staff, doing interviews and looking over numbers.  Hillary was upstairs out of the shower and she decided to fall asleep in Bill's now button free dress shirt that she ripped open earlier.  The early exit polls were looking very strong, and the staff was starting to feel the anticipation of this historic day.  Chelsea arrived home and Bill went to the front steps to greet her as she arrived, "Hi Dad."  "Hello sweetheart, how was school?" he replied, no matter how busy he may be with the campaign or even with his work as Governor he always made time for his little princess.  He has always said that Chelsea is the greatest gift Hillary ever gave him.  "It was great, I have a bunch of homework but my teacher said it was ok if I wasn't able to get it done tonight.  I told her that I shouldn't be given special rules." Chelsea is head strong like her mother and never was raised to think she was better than anyone else just because her father was the Governor.  "I'm proud of you honey, why don't you head into the living room to do your homework." Bill was feeling a bit nervous and excited but when he got to have this time with Chelsea it really calmed him down and brought him back into balance.  Chelsea then wondered, "Dad, where is mom?"  "She is upstairs napping, we got in early this morning and she was so exhausted, so I am letting her sleep as late as she wants."  Bill did say it with a bit of smile.  "Good job dad, we certainly don't want mom cranky."  They both let out a huge laugh.

Bill is walking through the halls of the Capitol, surrounded by so many people, the Speaker of the House and members of Congress as he is making his way to the west side of the building.  Flashbulbs are going off and the camera crews are trying to keep up.  Hillary and Chelsea have made their way to the west side and a uniform solider is about to escort them onto the platform, it is all about to become very real in a matter of moments.  Chelsea will be the First Daughter and her mother with be the First Lady, and it comes will an awesome responsibility, on so many levels.  Before they announce Hillary onto the platform she takes a deep breath, today the nausea was a little more intense, most likely because of the excitement of the day.  It was a brisk cold January day, they expected it to be in the low 30's but the sun is shinning bright and it has pulled the temperature up to low 40's, Bill was incredibly worried about the temperature and what it would do to Hillary's health.  He insisted she wear an outfit with pants, but Hillary refused, no way was she going to have her first image as the First Lady be in pants.  Bill tried not to argue with her because he knew better after all these years, but he would worry about her immensely throughout the day.  Just before Hillary walks out she feels a twig in her stomach... she has felt that before and she winced, the dress Marine turned to make sure she was alright.  "Ma'am... Are you alright?" he said very concerned.  "Yes, thank you Lance Corporal, it's just the baby."

Hillary awoke and sat straight up, still encompassed with Bill's shirt, just staring at the space in front of her with her right hand now rubbing her stomach.  So rattled and confused by the dream she just had, what did it mean?  And why did Bill kiss her stomach before leaving her to her shower earlier?

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I want to let this chapter speak for itself.  I really hope you enjoy.

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Bill was in his office with Al and some campaign staffers and they were discussing cabinet picks, and that was when Hillary thought she could quietly sneak out and head to the doctor but there was quite the commotion at the door as she tried to leave unnoticed.  The secret service was not allowing her to go anywhere alone, and this was now the part her reality she was not prepared for.  Trying so hard to quietly make a deal with the secret service before Bill was alerted to what was happening, but that was short lived as he came out into the front hallway.  "What is going on out here?" Bill yelled.  "Sorry sir but the First Lady wanted to go out and we can't let her leave alone."  Jeff the head of the detail explains.  Hillary just looked down to the floor.  "Honey, where are you needing to go?"  He asks in wonderment.  "I just need to run a few errands Bill, it is no big deal."  She tries to calm him down without alerting him to what she is really doing, and she casually glances down at her watch.  She continues before he can say a word, "It is fine Jeff and the guys will go with me and you can get back to working on the short lists for cabinet picks and I will be back before dinner."  She hops up on her tippy toes to give Bill a kiss and she is out the door with Jeff before he can really process what is happening.  He stands in the hall and just looks at the front door, puts a puzzled look on his face, shook his head from left to right and turned around to go back into the study.

Meanwhile as Jeff and her detail are taking her to the car she taps Jeff on the arm, "Please Jeff if you could keep where we are going from Bill that would be very helpful."  Jeff looks at her, "Ma'am if the President Elect asks me I cannot withhold that information from him, it is a violation of my job."  She is trying to grasp all this new added security and she doesn't want to make their job any more difficult.  "I understand Jeff, but I just need to make sure of something first before I let Bill know what is going on.  I don't want you to violate your job but I just need to make sure what is about to happen is something that will happen and not something I am just dreaming in my head."  Jeff is now extremely confused but begrudgingly he agrees.  "So ma'am where are we headed?"  Jeff asks as she gets into the car.  "Little Rock Medical Center."  Hillary answered as they closed her door.

Trying to arrive for the doctor appointment without being noticed was not going to happen now, not with the police escort and secret service members having to now sweep the hospital before her arrival.  They pull up and they open the door to let her out, as she walks into the front door her good friend and doctor Carol Shuster is there waiting for her.  "Hillary, it is so wonderful to see you."  She reaches out to hug Hillary.  As she and Hillary embrace Hillary whispers in her ear, "Carol continue to pretend I am just here for a friendly visit but I need to be examined, we need to keep this super quiet."  She pulls away from Carol and smiles, Carol now understands why Hillary's name was down for an appointment.  "Let's head into my office for a light lunch and we can discuss the work I do at the clinic."  Carol is now playing along, it all looks so casual, people in the waiting area come up to congratulate Hillary on her husbands amazing victory last night and she is smiling and making it all seem just so normal.  "Janine please make sure my appointments are looked at by the partners, Mrs. Clinton and I have some catching up to do."  As they approach the office Hillary stops Carol, "Jeff and the agents just have to sweep your office Carol give them a moment."  Carol nods and they wait.  "Mrs. Clinton all clear ma'am you can go in."  "Thank you Jeff, if you wouldn't mind just waiting out here at the door while Carol and I catch up that would be very much appreciated."  Hillary is hoping Jeff will say yes but she isn't sure if they literally need to be with her at all times or not.  "Of course ma'am, we will be right at the door."  Jeff is now understanding her perimeter of comfort, and her and Carol go into the office and close the door behind them.

"Ok Hillary, what is going on."  Carol is not a woman who beats around the bush and that is why Hillary is good friends with her, she gets right to the point.  "I am not sure to be honest, I had this very weird dream yesterday afternoon as I was napping and it woke me out of a sound sleep."  Hillary explained.  "What kind of dream?"  Carol is not at all a psychologist but she and her friend Hillary are just having a chat.  "Much like the one I had when I found out I was pregnant with Chelsea."  Hillary knows the minute Carol processes what she just said she will surely understand why she is here, and she was right.  "Ahh, I see.  So you need for me to run a few tests to find out for certain."  "Yes I do Carol, I hate imposing on our friendship but I need this to be as discrete as possible and Bill cannot find out."  Hillary before going any further was cut off, "Hillary why don't you want Bill to know?  It's his right?"  Hillary laughed and so did Carol, they both know that it would of course be Bill's child.  "I just don't want to tell him and get his hopes up if I am wrong, I couldn't bare to see him that crushed again.  After our loss in 84' he tried to pretend it didn't bother him and he wanted to be strong for me but when I heard him the night after in the bathroom crying and asking god Why, (Hillary starts to cry.) it broke my heart and for it to be my fault I couldn't give him another child...  That was the most painful time for us."

Carol sensing that this might get away from her, she stands up and walks around her desk to put her hand on Hillary's shoulder.  "Don't worry sweetie, I won't breath a word of this to anyone.  But in order for me to run the test I am going to need to get you into an exam room and with your Secret Service detail that might be difficult without them suspecting something."  Hillary quickly responded, "No, it should be ok, I might be able to convince Jeff to move to the end of the hallway.  I can tell him that you want me to meet with an old friend in one of the rooms that is going through some tough times.".  "Let me go and get an exam room ready around the hallway and then you can talk to them, just relax here for a few minutes."  Hillary taps her friends hand on her shoulder and nods up at her with a smile.

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Hillary tilts her head back on the chair for a moment and closes her eyes and she is instantly drifted back to her memories...

It was the summer of 1984, and Chelsea was away at her grandparents house in Park Ridge, Hillary and Bill would be joining her in a few days after they finished up some work.  It was a rather hot day at the end of June and Hillary had gotten home first, she went up to the bedroom with her briefcase she had a ton of reading to do on not just the case she was working on but also a bunch of material she had to review for a few schools in northern Arkansas.  She laid her briefcase down on the bed and went right into the bathroom to take a shower to try and cool herself down.  She was not a fan of the dry heat that Arkansas had, but just like many other times in her life she had learned to adapt to it over the years.  She exited the shower and dried herself off and saw Bill's Georgetown shirt on the sink from the the day before so she quickly pulled it on and made her way out into the bedroom.  She started to pull her papers out of the briefcase and her glasses and she climbed onto the bed propping the pillow behind her on the headboard to sit more comfortably and read her material.  About an hour later she thought she had heard the front door open, it was Bill getting home from a late day at the State House.  He was not in a very good mood, in fact he was fuming mad.  He got into an argument with his staff over a proposal that would get more tourist to the state, he usually didn't get this mad but with the heat like it was it really was getting to him.

He came right up the stairs never checking to see where Hillary might be, in fact he wasn't even sure she was home yet.  He walked into the bedroom and was just having an argument with himself never noticing his wife on the bed reading and she didn't make herself known because when he came in he threw his stuff on the chair across from their bed and went right into the bathroom and shut the door.  She took her glasses off and just stared at the door to the bathroom, she then heard the shower start and she realized that he just needed to cool off and calm down from whatever had him so furious.  She went back to reading her material and never gave it a second thought.  Finally after about 15 minutes she heard the water turn off, and about 3 minutes later Bill came out of the bathroom with just a towel draped around his mid-section and a hint of water still glistening on his bare chest.  She was just staring at his chest, rather seductively mind you.  Bill stopped dead and just stared back at her... her legs were bent at the knee, her hair was barely touching her shoulder because she haphazardly pulled it up and her glasses on the bridge of her nose and in his over sized t-shirt just barely laying over her stunning hips.  She looked so relaxed and so sexy.  "Well hello there, how long have you been there on the bed?"  His heart seriously pounding almost out of his chest.  "For a while honey, you came in so angry and went right into the bathroom I didn't want to startle you."  She said it so soft like, that it sent a damn electron-shock through his damn body.  Something about her just sitting there so comfortable and relaxed and not even trying to be sexy, made her that much more sexy to him.

She still however could not stop drifting her eyes to his bare chest still glistening with a few beads of water, my god he looks so damn sexy.  She was getting flush and she could tell her cheeks were getting pinker by the second.  Bill couldn't help noticing what him standing there was doing to his wife, so he decided to make the tension even more difficult for her and he walked over to the foot of the bed now even closer for her to admire.  "What are you working on my love?"  He said it with a little more draw in his voice that he knew she couldn't resist.  "Uhh, just some stuff for my case and then I was going to review school figures."  She knew when she said it that it sounded so not like her, she was distracted and she tried so hard never to be.  She just couldn't help herself, something about him in that moment was causing her to act like a love struck teenager.  She shifted her hips just slightly but enough for Bill to notice exactly what he was doing to her.  This power the two of them have over one another that no one else gets to see, on the surface they look like a typical normal married couple, but that's how they want people to see them.  No one sees the deep desires they have for one another, many in Arkansas never understood them, why a man as charming as Bill would go for what they perceived was a wallflower.  Little did they know that Hillary Rodham Clinton was anything but, she is smart, intellectual, sophisticated, a big heart, a fighter, a lover, a friend, a mother and a wonderfully devoted wife.  

Hillary now twirling her glasses in her fingers and she looks down at her knees hopefully the goosebumps aren't showing on her legs, and quickly Bill pushes the papers she has spread out on the bed out of the way so he can sit on the bed at her feet.  Before she knew it he was bent over and kissing the top of her left foot, and he slowly began to move up her leg until his lips were on the top of her knee cap.  As he is paying attention to the top of her knee his soft gentle fingers were following slowly up the back of her leg, and her right leg went flat, she closed her eyes and tilted her head back toward the headboard.  The tension in her body is almost just too much, she is yearning for him in a way she almost had never felt before.  His gentle touch with not just his lips but on the under side of her leg and now knee with his fingers was sending her into another dimension, and Bill knew it so he over emphasized the light gentle touch.  All she could muster were almost breathless "Mmmms" as Bill just kept teasing her, she knew she was no longer in control but she also was not expecting this to be happening right now.  All she could think about was his soft touch.  Bill now takes this chance to run his right hand very lightly up the outside of her left thigh, and as he gets to the top Hillary arches her back, completely unaware of all time and space or even what she is doing.  Bill follows the path of his fingers with his lips.  He knows he has her in a totally different universe and he is not stopping now.  

Kissing the outside of her thigh he realizes she is not wearing any type of under garments, so he slides his hand up under the shirt tracing the outline of her hips and slowly up to her rib cage.  He has to get this damn t-shirt off of her but he doesn't want to go to fast, seeing his beautiful wife enjoying every light touch is a sight to behold.  His fingers are now rubbing up and down her rib cage like he is plucking the strings of a guitar, and Hillary in between moans and conjuring up what little breath she can, "Bill."  He can only smile, his lips are now on her hip and he is kissing it like he was on her lips, he can feel her body tingle, her left hand now running deep into his hair.  He is so aroused but he knows this can't be quick, this isn't like the time they threw the cocktail party at the mansion and he took her quickly in the small bathroom because he couldn't contain himself any longer, no this had to be slow and steady.  

"Bill... Bill..."  

All she can seem to get out is his name, not anything else.  Bill takes her glasses from her hand and throws them on the other side of the bed, and in one seamless fluid motion moves his right hand to the middle of her back, and pulls his shirt up over her head with his left.  There she is completely exposed to him and only him, no one else gets the honor and privilege to see her this vulnerable and no one ever will.  His lips are now on her rib cage and both of her hands are running through his hair.  Her breath is so taken that every time she inhales and exhales her chest is rising and falling so dramatically.  She is almost breathless and she is totally lost in his universe of pure ecstasy kissing now moving up to her shoulder and he gently rubs the side of her left breast with his face and it causes her to let out a hiss.  Now on her bare beautiful shoulder he makes his way to the underside of her neck and she has her head tilted back and an arch in her back.  He moves up the underside of her chin, then her chin and waits a moment for her to catch up to where he is now and leans down to catch his blue eyes into her blue eyes and when their lips touch literal fireworks went off.  

"Bill I can't take it any longer...  I need you..."  Finally she found her words and Bill just stared deep into her eyes.  He unhooks the towel from around his waste, never dropping his gaze on her, never losing the connection their soul is now having with their eyes.  He thought to himself "If this is heaven I don't ever want to leave."  He wraps his left hand and arm around her and slides her down on the bed a bit, and her body is literally seething.  He places his right hand on her breast plate very gently, "Baby, relax, please.  Just feel my touch." She is trying lord knows she is trying but she has no control over what is happening to her at this moment, but she is looking into his eyes and he is lovingly trying to get her to regulate her breathing.  As soon as she settles her breathing and looks a little more relaxed, he gently slides himself inside her.  The euphoria caused her to go almost speechless again, "Oh...... god.....".  Bill's pace is slow, he wants them to take their time and connect so deeply that their souls will literally become one.  Her hands are on his back shoulder blades, she can literally feel his muscles move with each slow thrust.  She lifted up and bent her right leg, Bill then dipped his head down to where her neck meets her shoulder, Hillary's slight move of the leg gave him deeper penetration and her hips are moving with his rhythm.  

Her moans are causing the hair on the back of his neck to stand up, and he slightly increases his pace, "Hillary..." he whispers into her right ear, "I love you so much.".  She moves her hand to the nape of his neck and he tilts his neck and back and without trying he thrusts into her a little harder and deeper, "Oh... Bill... Oooohhhhhh...", they are there and they both know it and he puts his forehead on hers.  "Baby, don't take your eyes off me.  Keep looking into my eyes."  She complies and when they both feel the ocean at the same time he can see sparkles in her eyes.  

She goes back to that memory because that is the time they made love that they conceived the baby, confirmed at her doctor's visit 3 weeks later after they got back home from Illinois.  Bill was so happy in the exam room with her when she found out, the look of sheer pride in his eyes and how he kissed her and said, "Thank you for another blessing."  Filled her heart with such warmth.  It was so beautiful, and joyous, but it wouldn't last long.  3 and a half weeks later as Hillary was leaving a meeting with junior lawyers she felt a pain she had never felt before, and she knew something was very wrong.  

She went quickly into the bathroom and that's when she saw the blood, her heart dropped.  She fixed herself as best she could and went into her office and called her doctor, they wanted her to come in right away.  She then called Bill at work and knew this would be the hardest phone call she would ever have to make.  "Hi, Donna, it's Hillary.  Is Bill available?"  "Yes he is dear, he just got done a meeting let me put you through."  Bill picks up the phone, "Hi my love."  Hillary starts to cry.  "Honey, what is wrong?"  "Bill... you need to meet me at the doctor's right now."  Bill's heart sunk in his chest, "Okay sweetheart, I am on my way right now."  After he hangs he calls for his secretary, "Donna!"  His secretary enters stunned, "Governor?  What's wrong?"  "I have to go meet 

Hillary at the doctors, something is wrong."  Donna dropped her head down, she was the only one he told, he couldn't help it he was so excited and Donna has been with him for almost 7 years, she is more like a sister.  "Governor I will move your schedule around, don't worry."  Bill stands up and leaves his office.   Hillary was already in the room, changed and on the table in a gown.  When Bill arrived he ran down the hallway to her room and burst in, panting and out of breath.  As soon as Hillary saw him she began to cry, Bill rushed over to her and took her head in his arms, and tried to rock her.  The doctor entered the room as soon as he heard the Governor had arrived, Hillary insisted to hold off examination until he arrived.  "Governor (the doctor shook his hand), ok Hillary are you ready to begin?"  All she could do was acknowledge yes with the shaking of her head.  Bill held her hand and rubbed her forehead, trying all he could do to keep her calm, but silently he was asking for God to not do this to her.  "Please lord, don't do this to her.  She will never forgive herself if we lose this baby.  Please just don't do this to her."  

After a few minutes the doctor stood up and removed his gloves, and Bill watched him like a hawk.  As he threw the gloves into the trash can he was trying to search how to tell the Governor and First Lady this news.  He turned to look at Bill, and as soon as Bill saw his face he knew the answer.  "Bill and Hillary... I am so terribly sorry."  Hillary squeezed Bill's hand and started sobbing uncontrollably, and all Bill could do was hold her head to his chest.  Trying everything he could to give her whatever strength he had inside him, rubbing her head and her clutching his arm.  The pain was unbearable to her, the hope of new life, the hope of a new life she and Bill had created was gone in a flash.  

When they arrived back at the Governor's mansion Hillary could barely move, she was so drained emotionally and physically that Bill had to carry her into the house and up to the bedroom.  Her arms wrapped around his neck with tears still streaming down her face.  Bill had called his mother to get Chelsea so that Hillary could rest and sleep for as long as she needed, hearing her son's voice crack over the phone made Virginia's heart drop.  She wasn't sure what to tell him and her heart broke for her daughter in law even though they didn't really get along, she knew how wonderful of a mother Hillary is and how heartbroken she must be to have lost the chance to show love to another child.  

Halfway up the stairs this weak small little voice was heard, "I'm so sorry honey."  Hearing his wife apologize for something he knew she had no control over just broke his heart.  "Baby you have nothing to be sorry for, do you hear me nothing."  She squeezed him even tighter.  He knew it, he knew she would blame herself for this and he found himself angry at God for what he was now putting this selfless woman through.  Bill laid her on the bed and helped her into her pajamas, she didn't want to let go of Bill and finally she drifted off to sleep.  Bill sat on the floor next to the bed just holding her hand as long as possible.  Watching her sleep brought him some relief but not much, he was so mad at God and the universe, "Why her?"  

He repeated over and over again in his head, why was she meant to suffer this terribly loss, this woman who has always given so much of herself so unselfishly to so many, who would move a mountain if she had too to help those less fortunate.  He stayed up all night watching his amazing wife sleep just hoping he could take all her pain away from her, and finally he couldn't take the anger in his body anymore.  Letting go of Hillary's hand he ran into the bathroom and shut the door and started to sob, Hillary was awakened by the echoed sobs coming from the bathroom and she approached the door and she could hear Bill.  "Why did you do this to her?"  "What has she ever done to you?"  She started crying again, as she swung the door open Bill looked up at her and reached out for her to join him on the bathroom floor.  Wrapped in his arms all he could say, "I'm sorry baby, I am so sorry I couldn't protect you and our baby." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Carol returned to the room, "Hillary, it's all ready."  She approached Hillary and put her hand on her shoulder again, Hillary let out a large sigh.  Carol nods and Hillary stands up and Carol opens the door Jeff is at the ready.  "Jeff, can I speak to you a moment in private?", Hillary trying hard not to alert the other agents attention.  "Of course ma'am."  He steps inside the doorway and Hillary whispers to him as Carol waits in the hallway as to not draw suspicion, Jeff leaves the doorway and moves the agents down the hall away from the room a bit.  Success!  Now comes the hard part.

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I really hope that I was able to bring across the pain both of them felt in this moment of pure loss.  I know that they had tried to have another baby and the only thing I have ever heard about it was what Hillary’s friend Betsey had said that they tried but it just wasn’t meant to be.  Hillary nor Bill have ever spoken further about it, so I assume (Purely my assumption.) that it’s too painful for them to discuss.  I know they had a hard time conceiving Chelsea, I read somewhere that it was such a stressful time for Hillary that Bill just had enough and took her away to Bermuda to just try and relax her... and well... it worked!

Okay this is my first fanfic and it is 15 chapters and I will post the first one here and I hope that you all enjoy it.  I do not have a AO3 account so all chapters will be posted here.  Thank you all for reading and I really hope you enjoy.

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It was 5am on the morning of November 3rd, 1992, Bill and Hillary had just gotten off the campaign plane after a marathon of campaign stops before heading back to Little Rock for Election Night and to vote themselves.  Both ready to collapse ascending the stairs from the plane, Bill reaches down to grab Hillary's hand and when he does Hillary turns her head to look at him and smile.  They didn't have to say it out loud but they were certainly glad to be back home in Little Rock and now the fate of Bill's future was in the hands of the American people.  

Bill helped Hillary into the car for the journey back to the governors mansion, Chelsea was with her grandparents that night so that her parents would not wake her up when they got home.  They loved their daughter very much but every now and then it was nice to have some quality quiet time, as exhausted as they were from the crazy last 24 hours they truly needed this time together.  Because after today if Bill wins it will be a long time before they get the chance to really have that quality quiet time together that they both so desperately crave.  Every so often while they were on the trail Bill would sneak Hillary into an area behind the curtains and flags to passionately kiss his extremely beautiful wife, a romantic action that would always drive Hillary wild.  The campaign schedule over the final 2 weeks had been non-stop, trying to meet and talk to as many voters as Bill could.  It was as if Bill needed to look into the eyes of every voter to connect with them so they could see the sincerity he had in his heart for the message he was delivering.  He believed he had the right foundation to help turn the country around, he believed that by giving the voter a glimpse into his soul they would see that he wasn't just another empty handed politician.  His feet were throbbing in his loafers, his legs felt like jelly and his hands were so sore from the now millions of handshakes he had given.  

Hillary told him after he lost his re-election for Governor in 1980, that the only way to come back stronger was to get back in touch with the people.  No one knew the people of Arkansas like Bill Clinton, no one loved the people of Arkansas more than Bill Clinton, he didn't always get things right but the people of the state knew he was trying and doing the best he could to help them.   When he ran again in 1982, Hillary was right, getting back in touch with the people was more important.  It is often said that Hillary is the brains while Bill is the charismatic politician, but that is how the media has painted this couple.  Both are extremely intelligent, Bill a graduate of Georgetown University, a Rhodes Scholar at Oxford, a Fulbright Scholar and a Yale Law School graduate, while Hillary graduated from Wellesley and Yale Law School.  As the media paints them as the brain and brawn they fail to see that they are so connected by a much deeper force.  Bill needs her like he needs air, it's like how Superman needs the sun to charge himself back up; Hillary is Bill's sun.  

They are each other's greatest strength and their greatest weakness, one cannot function without the other, they are ying and yang.  Bill Clinton had dated so many different kinds of woman, but when he saw her... the blue eyed girl in class with thick glasses something washed over him in an instant flash that he just simply could not explain.  He needed to know who she was but at the last second before he reached his arm out to tap her shoulder... he stopped himself, an act he still to this day doesn't know why he did.  A few days later there she was in the law library, reading and she just radiated to him and he found himself unable to look away.  She glanced up and saw this bushy haired (Admittedly cute.) guy staring at her, she tried to dismiss it but when she looked up from her book again there he was still staring at her.  Now she was blushing and she was getting extremely impatient waiting for him to get up and come over, when she determined he wasn't getting up she didn't even think... she placed her book down on the table and she stood up now walking toward him.  He panicked, Oh my god she is coming over here, he thought in his head, he tried to act cool when she approached.  Her whispered voice was like a harp playing in his ear, every single letter of every word was a gentle pluck on it's strings... "You know if you keep looking at me and I am going to keep looking back at you, we should at least know each others names, I'm Hillary Rodham, who are you?"  Bill was still savoring the sound of the harp playing in his ear when he drew a blank... Oh damn it what the hell is my name? His thoughts and voice escaped him, she literally took his voice, thoughts and breath away.  She stood there just deeply looking into his eyes when finally it came to him, "My name is Bill, Bill Clinton."  His southern twang was prevalent, and she loved how it sounded.

Bill and Hillary arrive at the Governor's mansion and they immediately head upstairs to try and catch a bit of a power nap before they have to get up and go vote in front of the cheering crowds and TV cameras.  Some young staffers helped bring their bags up to the room and when they were done Bill took them into the hall and told the youngsters he was so grateful for their help and he hoped to see them later tonight at the victory party at the mansion.  Bill made sure the staffers were gone, he walked into their bedroom and shut the door and there was his wife trying to undress but she just looked so exhausted. "Hillary, my love can I help you?", Bill said with a smile on his face.  "Honey would you please, I can barely lift my arms anymore.", Hillary responded with a giggle at the end.  Bill was helping undress Hillary, her hair was ever so gently touching her soft skin on her neck.  And no matter what Bill tried to do to ignore this simple innocent seduction that Hillary didn't even realize she was doing, it just wasn't working.  He was using all his strength not to lean his head down to kiss her neck, he knew how tired she was and he knew that she needed her rest, "Bill are you alright." Hillary said sensing he was wandering away. "Yes sweetie I am fine, I got a little lost there for a moment.", Bill replied and with a slight smirk.

After 17 years of marriage Hillary knew when he was wandering and what it meant, this time was no different, she could also feel his breath getting heavier and heavier.  She turned around to face him after he had ran his soft fingertips down the high of her shoulder then to the center of her back to unbuckle her bra, she loves his soft, gentle hands.  They are very strong but for some reason she can't get enough of the touch of his fingertips, it will send chills through her whole body.  Bill knows this and he may have emphasized touching her like this knowing that Hillary couldn't resist his gentle soft touch, when she turned to face him her arms were pressed against her naked breasts her eyes were chest level to him.  He gently reached for her chin and ever so gently pushed on the underside of her chin, upward so that her sapphire crystal blue eyes met his.  He smiled at her and he knew he had sparkles in his eyes and very quietly Hillary spoke, "Bill, kiss me."  He wrapped his arms around her and he placed his lips upon hers, she could feel chills running through her body, and before she could even process the butterflies he was giving her in her stomach he, that quickly scooped her up into his arms.  "Oh Bill", she whispered in his arms now. Her arms now wrapped around his neck, "Where are you taking me?" she knew the answer but it didn't stop her from asking.  Bill again looked deep into her piercing blue eyes and he said, "I'm taking my beautiful wife to bed."

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This is a transitional chapter before we ramp it up here folks.  There will be a lot of historical dialog in the next few chapters and it will be a lot to take in so I wanted to fluff so to speak before it gets to heavy.  I hope you enjoy.

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Tuesday, January 19th, 1993 the day before his Inauguration as the 42nd President of the United States, and Washington, D.C. was a buzz, the anticipation was palpable.  The start of a new young administration lead by the 3rd youngest (46) man to to step foot in the Oval office as Commander in Chief, 2nd was John F. Kennedy (43) and 1st was Theodore Roosevelt (42).  Kennedy and Jackie's dynasty was known as Camelot and for Bill and Hillary they were known as proud Lions.  So many similarities had been drawn to two men, having met each other only briefing when Bill a member of Boys Nation visiting the White House on July 24th, 1963, but for Bill it was one the most amazing points in his life, to shake the head of his idol... the President.  Jackie and Hillary drew similarities as well, both young, strong women married to charismatic men with a deep abiding love to do great things for their country.  Another comparison that was drawn was they would both be pregnant while First Lady, however Jackie's ended with much sorrow as after only a few weeks their little boy would not survive being born pre-mature. Many young people who would come of age under the two terms of William Jefferson Clinton would say that Bill and Hillary were their generations JFK and Jackie.

Hillary was concerned about that night's festivities, they had a concert to attend and she didn't want to be in the heels she picked out for too long.  Her ankles were getting a little larger which is why her Inauguration gown would cover them completely.  She wasn't self conscience with how she looked, her belly getting bigger by the day and she was glowing.  She just wanted to make sure she was taking good care of herself, this boy though was not making it easy on her.  He didn't like her sleeping longer than about 5 and half hours before he would wiggle and jolt her awake, Bill would wake up every time she moved in the slightest.  "It's ok honey, he is apparently done sleeping."  He would smile at her glowing face and kiss her belly where his son was growing in what seemed like rapidness.  He couldn't believe how big she was getting but he loved it, as trite as it sounded coming from a man but she was even more beautiful pregnant, her cheeks were more rosy, her eyes sparkled a little more and there is something to be said for watching the love and light of your life carry your child so gentle, even though her back was beginning to kill her. Her red dress for the concert accentuated her hips and her belly as well and as soon as people saw her enter the area with Bill on her one arm and Chelsea on the other the crowd roared.  The woman would be the First Lady tomorrow at noon and here she was glowing and pregnant, and it gave the people more to be excited about with this new administration.  Taking their seats with Al and Tipper to their right the amazing concert began, and all the stars wanted to play for the new young democrat lion, Michael Jackson, Aretha Franklin, Barbra Streisand, all his favorite jazz artists and many celebrities showed up to welcome the new couple.  When Michael Jackson sang about a young friend of his who died of AIDS, Hillary was so moved she was sobbing, her hormones playing no roll she was genuinely moved.  Bill was sitting their so proud and just basking in the whole night but what he didn't tell Hillary was he had a surprise for her.  

When Bill won the Democratic Nomination they were then given their secret service code names and as protocol everyone in the family gets a name but the letters all have to be the same.  Bill chose the letter E, and they gave him Eagle, Chelsea was Energy because she was so full of it all the time, Hillary's was special and chosen specifically by Bill, Evergreen.  It was his favorite Barbra Streisand song because every time he heard it he thought of Hillary.  Well when Barbra came on stage she sang a few songs for Bill and then she spoke about how he had wanted her to sing his favorite song when they were at her home for a fund raiser during the General campaign, she didn't sing it that night but promised him she would sing it for his Inauguration.  So he called Barbra about two days before to ask her to address it to Hillary and really surprise her.  As Barbra told the story on stage Bill took her hand in his and leaned over to kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear, "I love you much my girl."  She smiled as she took in his eyes and then turned back to Barbra as she addressed Hillary.  "Mrs. Clinton, the President-Elect wanted to dedicate this special song simply for you.  He is so proud of you and so in love with you.  And I have to say... we are damn proud to have you as our new First Lady as well.  This is for you both."  With that Barbra throws a kiss toward Hillary.  Bill never broke his contact with her right hand and she even placed her other hand on top of theirs because she was so overcome with love and emotion that her husband would do something this amazing for her even though this was all about him.

Upon entering Blair House after the night's fun was done, Hillary slipped off her shoes and was ready to take Chelsea to her bedroom to get her ready for bed.  Bill saw her so exhausted put his hands on her shoulders and begin to massage her, without hesitation she leaned back her head on his chest and shut her eyes.  "Baby, you sit down and rest your feet, I will get Chelsea ready for bed."  All she could do was smile, here is her husband about to become the most powerful man in the world and he must be a ball of nerves but for the past month he has been so sweet, caring and making sure he helps Chelsea at night so she can get more rest.  It warmed her heart, it was a little thing he was doing, but she loved the little things about him.  How when he would stare deep into her eyes his jaw would always clinch, how when he gets excited or passionate in a speech a vein will pop out of the left side of his neck, how the back of his hands showed his strength and veins, his wrist elegant but manly, the way his glasses would rest on the tip of his nose when he was reading but looked up to see her, or how before she was pregnant his hands around her waist would fit all the way around.  It was always the little things, the things that people didn't noticed but she always did.  The things that made her fall even more in love with him by the minute.  She was a strong, independent woman no doubt but she was different with him in private, sometimes being what some would call subservient in a way.  He is the only man who has ever made her knees weak and would be the only person who she would let see her without her shield to protect her.  This man, this beautiful man that all those years ago saw her as she is not what he wanted her to be, this beautiful man who wasn't scared of her smarts, wit, and power.  In fact just the opposite, that drew him closer.  Of course he was attracted to her beauty, her eyes behind those big glasses that he actually really loved, she never let people get as close as he was allowed to get, even on their first date walking through the Art Museum she opened herself up to him in a way that surprised even herself.

He would be the only one that had her heart until their beautiful baby girl was born 5 years after they married.  Bill never judged her like many have about her looks, about not taking his name at first, being to aggressive or too intelligent.  He loved her because of those things, her fierce independence... not taking his name never bothered him.  It bothered his mother of course, but then again almost everything about Hillary annoyed her.  He knew why she didn't want to take his name, she wanted to fail or rise on her own merits not on the back of his name, plus what did it matter really?  She would come home to him every night and lie beside him in their bed so for him it was never an issue.  That all changed after Bill lost his re-election for Governor and then ran again, she decided that it was time and she never wanted to be the reason he failed at anything.  Bill tried to explain to her that it wasn't her fault, but he couldn't always protect her from the articles about his 'unconventional wife'.   She had developed a pretty thick skin over the years at least on the surface when people were watching but what no one would ever see was how it would affect her in the soundless darkness alone with her thoughts.  When all the hurtful words would hit her right in the heart not so much about her looks, people have their own tastes she would tell herself.  No, it was the stories during the campaign about their marriage being what one paper called 'A Marriage of Convenience that she was only with Bill to further her own ambitions.  She had left a campaign party early to head back to their hotel room, she didn't tell Bill, the article in her purse and she went into the bathroom shut the door and reread the articles headline and the article over and over again.  She turned the light off and she curled into a ball leaning against the wall crying uncontrollably, and the cold bathroom tile providing her some strange comfort.  Bill when he realized she was gone was a nervous wreck, he finally found out she went back to the hotel and went to her right away.  When he stepped into the room only one light was on but he didn't see her at all, his heartbeat was thumping in his ears from running down the hallway and then it broke the sound in his ears.  That faint sobbing he had heard before, when she lost their baby, when she overheard his mother one night tell him he made a huge mistake in marrying her... his heart sank in his chest.  He slowly opened the bathroom door the hallway light illuminated her on the floor and he rushed to her.

She never questioned his love for her and he never questioned her love for him.  They knew their truth and that would get them through anything that would be thrown at them.  From the moment he almost reached out to touch her shoulder that one day leaving class and he pulled back stopping himself because he knew once he started with her he wasn't going to be able to stop.  From the moment she put that book down and walked the entire length of the law library while he stared at her hips, shoulders, lips and the way her hair bounced as she walked with confidence towards him.  From the moment she finally said 'Yes' to his 3rd marriage proposal and a week later she was finally his wife.  From the moment he took her away to Bermuda to get her worrying mind to relax after they still hadn't gotten pregnant and then 6 weeks after they got home they were given the news that it had finally happened.  From the moment she helped him come out of his funk after losing his re-election campaign for Governor and sprung into action changing who she was to help him.  No matter what she was his rock, his driving force, his biggest cheerleader and he couldn't get the articles to stop.  No matter how hard he tried.  In those moments he couldn't protect her when the words would rip through her soul.

Bill comes back downstairs to get her and take her to bed, tomorrow is going to be a extremely long day.  Church, Inauguration, Congressional lunch, Parade and then the 11 balls... he had already agreed to the 11 balls before he knew she was pregnant so he wanted to make sure she was well rested.  A gentle hand lands on her shoulder and rubs it, "Sweetheart."  A soft southern draw washes over her, and she tilts her back and peeks open on eye to see him standing there looking so handsome.  "Hmmm."  Bill just smiles down at her, "Let me get you in bed my love, we have a busy day tomorrow and you are going to need all the rest you can get."  he comes around the couch and lifts her up and guides her up the stairs and into the bedroom, he helps her get undressed and slips her into her nightgown that now accounts for her growing stomach.  He slowly lowers her into bed and kisses her forehead then moves his way to her belly kisses it and whispers to his growing son, "Listen son, do your dad a favor.  Let your mamma rest tonight, she is really going to need all her strength for tomorrow.  I love you both.  Goodnight my boy."  He looks up at Hillary and with a smile on her face she is fast asleep, he pulls the covers over her and gets his tux off and hangs up her dress.  He then looks at her asleep and heads into the washroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, he looks at himself in the mirror and takes a deep breath.  "Are you ready Bill?"  

Laying the towel on the sink he comes out of the washroom and climbs in bed next to Hillary, he laid on his side for a few minutes watching her sleep so tranquil and then he drifted off.  In less that 9 hours he will become the most powerful man in the world.

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