***SO THIS IS MY NEW STORY, BASICALLY I WANTED TO TRY SOMETHING DIFFERENT. AND IF YOU READ FREEDOM DO NOT FRET I HAVE A CHAPTER IN THE WORKS THAT WILL BE THE LAST CHAPTER. I WANT IT TO BE BIG AND BLAH BLAH BLAH LOL. WELL LEAVE ME REVIEWS***

15 YEARS AGO

''I don't want you to go Fitz. What will I do for three months without you next to me?'' Olivia asked as she brushed imaginary lint from Fitz' navy uniform.

Fitz grabbed her waist and pulled her in close for a kiss. He didn't want to go to boot camp, hell he didn't even want to join the navy but he knew if he did his father would get off his back.

''I don't want to go, but the quicker I leave the quicker I can come back and we can get married. Then we can leave big Jerry behind us and start our own life.''

Olivia sighed, she knew he had to do this or his father would never leave him alone.

…All passengers boarding flight 566 to Orlando…''

Olivia sighed she didn't want to let him go but she knew the quicker he left the faster he would come back.

He looked into her eyes, ''It's us against the world Livvy, me and you. Nothing will break us. I love you.''

She gently stroked his cheek, ''I love you too.'' She stood on her tiptoes and deeply kissed him. She watched him board his flight and she felt as lonely as ever in the airport. She slowly turned around as she watched the plane take off.

3 months later.

Olivia was nervous, Fitz would be coming back and she felt over the last month and a half their relationship has changed and she wasn't sure how or what happened. The first weeks when Fitz was at camp he wrote her pages upon pages of letters then as the weeks went on the pages started to decrease until she only got a few paragraphs. The phone calls were shorter and she had to force Fitz to say I love you back to her. She knew when he would be getting in so she decided to let him rest and go to his house later tonight. She hoped that when she told him she was pregnant they could hash out what the cause of this standstill was.

XxX

Later that night Olivia pulled up to Fitz' condo and saw a car she didn't recognize parked next to Fitz'. She shrugged and walked up to his door and rang the doorbell. She was surprised when Mellie- his ex-girlfriend- opened the door.

''Um. Hey Mellie, what are you doing here?'' Olivia asked. Why the hell was she here before Olivia?

''Hey Olivia, I guess Fitz didn't tell you.'' Mellie said with a smirk. ''Come on in. FITZ! Olivia is here!''

Fitz walked down the steps and she barely recognized him. He still looked the same but he looked detached.

''Fitz, what the hell is going on?'' Olivia was scared, what the hell was Mellie doing here?

''Olivia, I uh… look. We are over. I have decided to follow my political future and me and my dad talked and he agreed with my… goals. So I decided to uh… marry Mellie and start off as governor. I am sorry you had to find out like this.'' Fitz said staring at a spot on the wall; he couldn't look at Olivia he wanted so badly to tell her that his father was forcing him.

Olivia was quiet for a minute she didn't say anything she just looked at Fitz hoping what he was saying was some sick joke. Mellie sensing that Fitz wasn't going to tell her the whole tory spoke up.

''Olivia sweetie, as you know Fitz would like to run for president and with you two still involved that wouldn't really work due to your… well your skin color. Not saying that there is anything wrong with it you have great skin. It's just that my and Fitz' party doesn't really accept your… uh kind.'' Mellie shrugged her shoulders and stared at Fitz. Coward- she thought.

Olivia took a steadying breath she vowed she would not cry. ''So let me get this straight. Because you want to now all of a sudden run for president we aren't together? You could have told me this weeks ago! I would have saved myself a trip over here! Honestly I am not even mad at you Fitz; I should have seen this coming. All that talk you did, I had a feeling in my gut that you were all talk. Scared daddy would cut you out the will? Poor little rich boy. I feel sorry for you Fitzgerald even in you mid-twenties you are still a little boy afraid to defy daddy. Marry Mellie be happy at the white house, I wouldn't be happy there anyways especially with a coward like yourself.'' Olivia was trying to control her anger; by keeping to bottled up she was shaking.

''Also, it is best of you do not contact me.'' Fitz whispered as he stared at his shoes.

''Trust me this is the Last you will hear from me!'' Olivia yelled as she stormed past a smiling Mellie and walked outside to her car and drove two blocks before pulling off and crying. She composed herself careful not to get too worked up to harm the baby. The baby, she forgot all about telling Fitz. It didn't matter. If his family wouldn't accept her they damn sure would not accept their baby.

''Looks like it's just you and me kiddo.'' Olivia said before starting her car. She drove to her house and packed some clothes. She wouldn't stay in Boston and be humiliated. She called her friend Abby who lived in D.C

''He Abby, is that offer to be your roommate still available?''

''Of course! Come on down!''

''Good, I should be down there in a few days. Talk to you soon.''

Olivia started packing up her little apartment making plans to have her stuff moved out in the next few days. She was a single mother and she wouldn't allow Fitz to see her broken.

PRESENT DAY.

Fifteen years, that is how long it has been since Fitz has seen Olivia Pope. He received his ittenary for the day and as he scanned over it he saw her name. At 10:30 he would be having a meeting with her and his chief of staff Cyrus. His heart started beating fast; why after all this time would she schedule a meeting with him? He looked at his watch and his watch read 9:57. He had some time before his meeting; he decided to make himself more presentable.

''Sir, are you ready?'; Cyrus asked as he peaked his head in his office.

''Yes Cy, send her in.''

Fitz wasn't ready for her. When she walked in he could have sworn all the air gushed out of his body. Her hair was longer, thicker. Her skin still the same silky brown. Her hips were wider and ass bigger but not too big. Her lips still full and her eyes still wide.

''Hello Livvy,''

''How are you this morning Mr. President.'' She smiled at him but it was a forced smile.

Mr. President, those two words cut him off at the knees.

''Why so formal?'' He tried to joke but really that hurt him.

''Why wouldn't I be? You are the president.'' She stated

They just stared at each other. ''I didn't come here today to stare at you. There is someone I want you to meet. Cyrus.''

Cyrus walked out of the Oval and a few seconds with a young boy. He had olive colored skin. Short cut curly black hair and green/hazel eyes. He was about as tall as Fitz and he had Olivia's cheek bones.

''Mr. President, this is our son. Michael Thomas Pope.''

XxX

Fitz was silent for a whole five minutes he looked between Olivia and Michael. A son? The boy looked to be around 15 so that makes sense.

''Olivia, can we talk in private please?''

''Sure Mr. President. Thomas wait outside for me with uncle Cy please.'' She kissed their son on the cheek

Cyrus and Michael left out of the room and left Olivia and Fitz.

''How dare you keep my son from me!? For fifteen years! I had a right to know about him Olivia!''

''You left me! You told me because of my skin color I did not belong! So if I didn't belong because I am black what makes you think I would allow my child to grow up like that?!'' She walked closer to him a shoved her index finger in his chest. ''Don't you EVER accuse me of anything! You don't know shit!''

She turned and walked away but Fitz grabbed her arm.

''Fitz let me go!''

Before he could say anything Michael walked in and lunged for Fitz.

''No! Thomas! Michael Thomas Pope!'' Olivia yelled and he stopped before he swung for Fitz.

''He has not right to talk to you that way! He doesn't get to touch you either!''

Michael huffed. He wanted so bad to know his father but he knew the story of why he wasn't around and for that he placed his father as a coward.

''Honey let him go, he isn't worth it.'' Olivia removed his hands from Fitz and grabbed his face. She stared him in the eyes and got him to calm down. The same way she used to do Fitz when he got upset.

''Go outside and wait I am almost finished.''

Michael turned to leave but he faced Fitz. ''We only came today because my birthday was yesterday. Mom told me when I was ready I could meet you. I didn't come here today to ask you for some money, or ask you to come to my baseball games. I came today because I wanted to see the man I was made from. But I already know the story as to why I grew up without you, and since you left my mom because you were to cowardly to stand up to your father you confirmed what I already knew. I could have done without you, I don't need a little boy vying for his father's attention and trying to please him even if it makes him un happy. That is not a man. So by herself my mother raised a man, me. You do not ever talk to my mother again like that. You left her, you left her and you got married and you had two children whom you flaunt publically. I know I can never have that privilege and today you proved exactly why I don't want it. Goodbye Mr. President.'' Michael exited the Oval.

Fitz stared at the closed door; he looked to his left and saw Olivia putting on her jacket. ''goodbye Mr. President. Have a good life.'' Olivia walked through the same door he just watched his son exit out of and for the second time in his life the love of his life walked out of his life and again it was all his fault.