Chapter 1

Olivia Pope was an 18 year old movie star. She started acting at the age of 8 and her career was still going strong. She was America's sweetheart. She was amazingly talented and beautiful. Every girl wanted to be her and every guy wanted to date her. She was loved by everyone. Or so she thought. Recently she has been receiving letters threatening her and her family's well-being.

Olivia like any other selfish spoiled- know it all bratty teenager took this all as a joke. She had no concern for her or her family's safety. As long as she got what she wanted, that was all that mattered. Olivia had a good reputation professionally, but behind closed doors she was a major headache. Everyone surrounding her, with the exception of her so called 'friends,' stressed how serious her receiving death threats were. The only person who was unaware of the amount of danger they were in was Olivia's 10 year old brother Benjamin.

Besides Olivia's parents, her manager Cyrus Beene was the going out of his mind being paranoid about the threats. He wanted to add more security to the one she already had. Former Navy Captain Jacob 'Jake' Ballard was presently guarding Olivia and was her only protection now. Former secret service agent Thomas 'Tom' Larsen used to be a part of her security, but he retired and started a family. Everyone supported his decision including Cyrus, but now Olivia's life was in danger and he regretted letting Tom resign.

Cyrus had spent months trying to find a replacement for Tom, at one point he even called Tom and asked him to come back, which Tom turned down because he had a baby on the way. He was becoming more and more freaked out as the days went by. With no success and running out of options, Cyrus had to call the one person he knew could get the job done. Cyrus picked up his phone and dialed a number he hadn't called in years.

"Hello?" The familiar voice to Cyrus said answering the phone.

"Hey it's me, Cyrus. I was wondering if you could meet me at that Chinese restaurant we used to go to. It's urgent."

"When?"

"How about in an hour?"

"That's fine." The voice said before hanging up.

Cyrus let out a breath that he wasn't aware he was holding in. He had to come up with a way to get his guy to say yes. It wasn't going to be easy, but Cyrus was going to get him to say yes no matter what the cost was. After the phone call, he immediately left his home and sped over to the restaurant. He sat waiting for about a half hour before he spotted a familiar face across the room. He stood up and waved the other man over to their table.

Cyrus stuck out his hand and greeted the other man, once he made it over to the table. "Fitzgerald Grant. It's been a long time. How are you?"

"Yea it has. I'm fine Cy. How about yourself?" Fitz responded while shaking the older man's hands.

"I'm pretty good. But I called you here for business matters. I wouldn't have called you if it wasn't important." Cyrus said taking his seat.

"What is it Cy?" Fitz said. He was worried. He hadn't spoken to Cyrus in years and out of the blue, he was calling him desperately in need of something.

"As you know I am an entertainment manager. I don't if you know who Olivia Pope is but she is the hottest actress right now and I am her manager. She has been receiving death threats. And I need your help."

Fitz was confused. He didn't know what he could do for his friend's client. "O-kay. So why exactly do you need my help?"

"I need for you to be her bodyguard."

"No."

"No?" Cyrus asked but wasn't shocked by his answer. He knew this was coming.

"No. I don't do celebrities. I like to keep low. You know that." Fitz said matter- of- factly.

"I know. But you're the best for the job."

Fitz shook his head, "There's no such thing."

"Fine. You're very good at what you do. C'mon Fitz. She's only 18 years old. Okay, how about this. How about I set up an appointment so the two of you could meet? After the meeting if you don't want to take the job, that's fine. But you have to promise to at least meet her before saying no. You're my last chance for getting any protection for Olivia. Please?" Cyrus begged praying Fitz would say yes.

Fitz sat there a moment thinking before he finally made his decision, "Fine. I'll go. But if I don't like the scene, I'm leaving. Are we clear?"

"Chrystal!" Cyrus responded excitedly. He was relieved that Fitz agreed to the meeting. He knew he could count on him.

The two men spent the rest of their meeting catching up with one another. Cyrus told Fitz about all of the celebrities he's met and the parties that he got to attend. Fitz told Cyrus about life as a bodyguard and the people he protected. Fitz life was the complete opposite of Cyrus's. Cyrus had a loud and exciting life. Contrary to Fitz, who had a quiet and calm life. Cyrus personally thought Fitz life was boring, but Fitz enjoyed his life and that's all that mattered. They spent another 20 minutes catching up before they both left the restaurant.

The next day Fitz pulled up to some kind building, he presumed was a studio. He wasn't sure if he was at the right destination, being that there were no other cars there. He sat in his car contemplating on whether he should stay or leave. Pulling out his phone, he called Cyrus.

"Hello Fitz." Cyrus cheerfully greeted him.

"Cyrus I'm outside a building that I think is the right place. I don't see any cars though." Fitz said as he looked around an empty parking lot.

"Yea you're here. We usually park at the back of the building, to avoid the paparazzi. Drive around back and I should be outside waiting for you."

"Alright." Fitz hung up the phone and drove around the back of the building.

He immediately spotted Cyrus standing outside the door to the studio. Parking his car and getting out of it, Fitz made his way to Cyrus.

Fitz walked up to Cyrus. "Next time warn me about where I'm going and what to expect when I get there."

Cyrus nodded his head. "Will do. I apologize."

They made their way into the building.

"What is this place anyway? Some kind of studio or something?" Fitz asked looking around.

"Actually yes. Since Olivia has been receiving death threats, we decided that here is the best place for her to do her photo shoots. She can go unnoticed because this building doesn't look like a studio from the outside and it's safe. Cyrus stated before leading him into a huge room with music filling up its entire atmosphere.

"Is that her?" Fitz asked pointing to a young looking girl, wearing a yellow sundress, while lying on a white background and snuggling with a white shih tzu.

"Yep. That's her. C'mon." Cyrus signaled for him to come further into the room.

"Fitz. I would like you to meet Olivia's parents. This is Eli and Maya Pope. And this is my friend I was telling you about Fitzgerald Grant." Cyrus said introducing everyone to each other.

"Nice to meet you Fitzgerald. Thank you for agreeing to me with us." Maya Pope said. Eli just nodded his head in agreement.

"You're welcome. And please call me Fitz."

"Okay Fitz. I would also like to introduce you to my youngest child Benjamin. Say hi Bengy."

"Hello." Benjamin said shyly.

"Hel-." Fitz was cut off by a familiar voice calling out his name.

"Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the Third! Is that you!?" Jake Ballard asked making his way toward Fitz.

Fitz was shocked when he turned and saw Jake Ballard walking towards him. It was like seeing a ghost. Fitz and Jake served in the Navy together. They were actually really good friends until a mission went wrong. Fitz made it back to base with a couple of cuts and wounds, but Jake was a different story. Jake never made it back to base and was thought to be either captured or dead. Either way he was M.I.A. Fitz left the Navy on an honorable discharge before he could find out what happened to him.

"Jake? No way. Jake Ballard." Fitz said walking towards Jake, meeting him halfway. They gave each other a friendly hug.

Jake chuckled at Fitz reaction to see him. "The one and only. It's good to see you again man. So what are you doing you here?"

"I'm supposed to be meeting Olivia. I hear she's in need of a bodyguard. I don't see why I am here when they have you." Fitz said slightly annoyed that Cyrus made who was protecting Olivia sound like an amateur, when in fact he served with Fitz in the Navy. Fitz knew Jake wasn't as good as him, but Jake was still very good at his job.

"Yea well I hope you take the job. It would be an honor to serve by your side again."

"What is she like? I mean do you like working for her?" Fitz asked, slightly turning his head to look at Olivia.

"Of course. She's super fun to be around and loves having a good time. Oh and she's freaking gorgeous."

"Good to know." Fitz simply said, briefly taking a look at Jake before turning his attention back to Olivia. Now Olivia was standing up holding onto a human sized candy cane. She wore a short but eloquent red dress and kicked her left leg up behind her. Fitz had to admit she did look stunning.

Thankfully, the candy cane photos were the last shots of the day. Olivia went into her dressing room to change back into her own regular clothes. Somehow she had no idea of his presence in the room. Fitz wondered if she did in fact notice him, but was acting as if she didn't. He got his answer when Olivia reentered the room. Cyrus walked up to her and told her that the new bodyguard was here to meet her. By the look of things Olivia didn't seem too happy with him being there.

"Why the hell is he here Cyrus?" Olivia spat.

"One, watch your mouth. And two, he's here because I asked him to come. You are in danger and he is the best man for the job. At least make an attempt to meet him." Cyrus pled with her.

"Whatever. Where is he?"

Cyrus pointed to where Fitz and Jake were standing and talking. Olivia's breath got caught in her throat at the sight of Fitz. He looked like GQ model. He was tall, about an inch shorter than Jake. He had full head of curly hair that was neatly slicked back. His smile was to die for. And even though he was wearing suit, Olivia could still tell he had a muscular body. She didn't notice Cyrus left her side to get Fitz, until he was standing directly in front of her. She looked up at him and immediately got lost in the deepest bluest eyes she had ever seen.

Snapping out of her trance like state Olivia greeted him. "Hi."

"Hi."

Olivia shuddered when she heard his deep rich baritone voice, but quickly played if off. This didn't go unnoticed by Fitz.

"So. You're the new bodyguard?" Olivia asked eyeing him up and down.

"I'm not sure. I haven't decided yet."

"Why not? You don't like what you see?"

Fitz just stared at her.

"Okay. Well I'm Olivia... Olivia Pope. And you are."

"Fitz Grant."

Olivia chuckled a little bit, "What kind of name is Fitz?"

Cyrus cutting in, "Actually it's short for Fitzgerald."

Olivia's chuckle became a full blown laugh. "That's even worse!"

"Olivia!" Maya scolded her. "That was extremely rude. Apologize now."

"Okay. Okay. I'm sorry… that your parents gave you that god awful name." Olivia said laughing even harder.

"Olivia Carolyn Pope. That's enough." Maya Pope said in a stern voice. "Fitz I am so sorry for my daughter's behavior."

"MOM!" Olivia yelled feeling a little embarrassed.

Maya shot Olivia a warning look, daring her to say another word.

"It's okay ma'am. I should probably be leaving now." Looking at Olivia, Fitz said, "It was nice meeting you. Take care." And with that Fitz made his way out of the room.

Olivia rolled her eyes. "I don't see why we need him anyway. Jake is doing just fine."

Cyrus turned to Olivia. "Look I know you don't give a damn about your safety, but the rest of us do care. So you are going to go after him and make nice with Fitz. Because if you don't, you could kiss your fame and fortune goodbye. What's it going to be?"

"Fitz! Fitz wait up!" Olivia called out, running to catch up with him. She didn't stop until she was standing in front of him, blocking his path.

Fitz towered over her waiting for her to speak. He had nothing to say and saw everything he needed to know.

Finally catching her breath Olivia said, "I'm sorry for the way I treated you back there."

"Okay." Fitz said simply.

"Okay?" Olivia asked confused.

"Do you think I care about your apology? None of what you said back there bothered me. At the end of the day you're putting you and your family's lives on the line. You don't want my protection; I'm completely fine with that. You shouldn't have to be convinced to care about your well-being. I am very good at my job and the people that hire me never have to be convinced. "

"You're one hundred percent right. I'm sorry. And I will try my best to cooperate. "

Fitz took a step closer to her and said in a stern tone, "Fine. I'll do it. But make no mistake; I won't always be this forgiving. This is my first and only warning. Do. Not. Push. Me. Olivia. Do you understand?"

Olivia nodded, "Yes sir."

"Good. Tell Cy I'll start tomorrow. Enjoy the rest of your evening." Fitz said before walking past her and making his way out of the building.

Olivia watched him walk away and was practically watering at the mouth when she saw the swag in his walk. Olivia in that moment was turned on by both his swag and the aggressiveness he had in voice while talking her moments ago.

Olivia sighed softly, "This should be interesting."

With that being said, she turned and left to go back in the room where her friends and family were.

Author's Note: Thank you for reading. This is story not based on The Bodyguard in case you were wondering. I hope you enjoyed. Please leave reviews on what you think so far.