A/N Forgot I uploaded this fic. It's another I wrote some months ago. I guess I should be putting disclaimers I do not own Scandal or any of its characters. I'm just a person who loves to write.
"I don't give a shit what you do Mellie!" Fitz got into his wife's face. Her wide eyed expression almost made him burst out laughing. "I showed up for you Mellie, but do not think that we are friends or in good standing. We are not."
Mellie swallowed the lump in her throat trying to keep her icy demeanor in place. She'd told Fitz about a trip she was planning to North Carolina to start rallying up support for his re-election campaign and he totally dismissed her. Fitz turned away from her to look out of the Oval windows onto the White House lawn. Mellie turned and left without another word.
She was trying to help him. She was always trying to help him. He always accused her of wanting him to be president for her own gain, but truth be told she did enjoy some aspects of his position but mostly she was bored. She knew that he was great and wanted him the chance to showcase his greatness and to prove to his father that he was more than just his son. All she ever got for her efforts was scorn, disdain and her husband throwing up to her at every turn that he was in love with another woman. He flaunted his affair in her face without a care in the world of how it might affect her. Not only did Fitz not love her he didn't even care about her as the mother of his children, he didn't care about her as a human being.
2 Weeks Later
Mellie left the White House for her planned visit to North Carolina without a word to Fitz. They hadn't really said much to each other since the talk in the Oval and she'd done all she could to avoid him. Which she was sure he was thankful of. Mellie was a bit happy to be going to Carolina where she would see her parents and her brother, it'd been much too long since she visited with them. She spent the first day with family and then did her scheduled appearances. Mellie felt that Fitz could be a great president but she hated having to say all the great things about him as a person and a husband, but everyone ate it up. After a week of scheduled appearances and speeches she was ready to get back to D.C. if only to get some rest.
Fitz had not called her one time and that saddened her deeply. She was doing her best for him, if only he could see that. Mellie finished her last speech and was whisked back to the airport to board one of the presidential jets back to D.C. once the jet took off and it was safe to do so she headed to the back of the jet to a seat that reclined fully so she could get some sleep during the flight. Mellie was asleep for nearly 30 minutes when she was jostled awake by the flight attendant.
"Ma'am we are going to need your seat in the upright position and put your seat belt on, the pilot has encountered some choppy weather." Mellie complied with the instructions just as the plane bowed to the left nearly throwing the flight attendant over her. The attendant immediately took a seat across the aisle and buckled herself in as the plane bowed again. Mellie tried to remain calm, but she was afraid. The pilot came over the speaker and announced that he would be attempting an emergency landing at a nearby airport.
Fitz was laying in bed with Olivia in his arms, without a care in the world. He'd spent nearly every night that Mellie had been away at Olivia's apartment.
"I was indifferent to her leaving at first, but now I'm glad she did. If only it were permanent." He said as he kissed Olivia's forehead and she snuggled in closer to him. He stroked his hand up and down the smooth skin of her bareback and she rubbed her foot up along his leg. They looked at each other and began to passionately kiss. bzzzzzzzzzzzzz bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz bzzzzzzzzzzzzz Fitz's phone vibrated constantly as it lay unforgotten half underneath the bed that the two lovers shared. After an hour the two lay back on the bed and fail into an exhausted slumber.
When Fitz woke up Olivia was already out of bed and in the shower. He hopped out of bed and joined her. They made their way out of the shower and began to get dressed. Olivia turned on the tv to watch the morning news as Fitz finished dressing in the bedroom. He heard the shattering of glass and rushed out of the bedroom.
"Livvie are you ok?" She stood staring at the tv with a shocked expression on her face. He followed her gaze to the tv when he saw a headline that nearly made him pass out. First Ladies Plane Crashed... No Word On Survivors.