Olivia is brought in to help rescue the President & First Lady escape from terrorists. The more OPA finds, the more twisted the plot to bring down the President becomes until they reach the shocking Olitz's past translate into a future? For now, it's rated T.

A/N – Okay, so obviously, Fitz and Olivia won't share any scenes for a while. But, don't worry. There will be lots of good flashbacks. I won't be updating this one daily. I'll commit to at least once a week though. It's the only way I can fit it into my schedule since so many of you asked for another story. I really appreciate all the interest in my last one. Please review and let me know what you think thus far.

Chapter 1 – Crisis Mode

Olivia walked down the hallway of the West Wing like she was on a mission. She never imagined that she would be in this position. All hell was breaking loose and they had called her. She didn't even know how Cyrus had located her. The last few years, she was busy establishing her business in New York under an assumed name. She managed to avoid the spotlight and have Abby be the spokesperson for the company. So, when she got the call from Cyrus, she was rattled to say the least. But, given the circumstances, she understood why he had gone to such great lengths to find her.

"You can go inside Ms. Pope."

"Thank you," Olivia said smiling. Pushing open the door, she came face to face with Cyrus Beene.

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"Hello Olivia," he said as he stood and embraced her.

"Hi Cyrus."

"It's good to see you again. Please, have a seat."

They both sat and gazed at each other for a few seconds. Cyrus didn't seem to have changed that much since she last saw him. He still looked stressed and overworked, but at the moment, he did have a soft smile on his face.

He had understood why Olivia disappeared. Fitz had almost lost his mind over it. He had been convinced that Mellie had something to do with it and it took him a long time to be civil with her.

"How did you find me?"

"You know me. When I want something, I get it."

Olivia smirked. "What can I do for you?" she asked although she knew perfectly well what he wanted.

"We need to get him back Olivia and I know what your company does. I need to pull in every resource that I can."

"I would need access to all of your files and video surveillance."

"Done."

"I need to fly my team in."

"Done."

"We need some place to work out of."

"Again—done. I will give you anything you need."

Olivia was relieved. "Show me what happened."

Cyrus nodded and brought a video file up on his laptop and they watched it closely.

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Olivia's eyes were glued to the screen. President Grant and Mellie were on a diplomatic trip to Brazil. She watched terrorists relentlessly attack the building that they were in. And when she finally saw Fitz and Mellie bodies thrown into an armored vehicle, she gasped. The President had been kidnapped forty-eight hours prior and there no contact had been initiated by the terrorists.

"And you didn't find anything that would tell you who did this?"

"No. They commandeered all of the tanks and uniforms from their armed forces. They totally blended in."

"There has to be something that we're missing." Clearly they weren't privy to some pertinent information.

"That's why I called in the best."

"Where are the kids?"

"Upstairs. We brought them in yesterday."

Olivia stood. "I want to see them. Get my team here Cyrus."

"There's one more thing, Olivia."

"What?"

"I'm assigning a secret service agent to you."

"Cyrus…," she said slumping back in the chair. It was the last thing that she wanted. She had Huck anyway. She didn't need someone else following her around. It was such a Fitz move, that she couldn't fathom where his head was at.

"Hear me out. We don't know how deep this goes. There are moles and if they get word that you are involved, they are going to try and stop you. I can't let that happen. I'm not going to take no for an answer"

Olivia sighed. "Fine."

He picked up the phone. "Send Tom in here."

Olivia frowned. "Tom? But, why wasn't he with the President?"

"Hal went in his place. Tom's mother was ill and Fitz insisted that he stay here."

Tom entered the room. Olivia hadn't seen him in a long time. She noted the bags under his eyes.

"Tom, you will be guarding Olivia until further notice."

Tom nodded.

"Please take her up to see the kids."

"We'll talk soon."

She went into the hallway. They passed an empty conference room and Olivia pulled him inside.

"Is there a problem Ms. Pope?"

She took a deep breath. "Tom, first of all you need to call me Olivia, and second, how are you doing?"

He looked away from her. "I'm fine."

"No you're not. Is your mother okay?"

He nodded yes.

"Good. It's not your fault you know. From what I saw, there was nothing you would have been able to do. The President would have lost you and I know that he would have been very upset by that."

Tom didn't answer. He didn't feel the same way and he wasn't going to argue with her. Hal was dead and the President was gone. He studied her for a moment. She looked the same except very worried at the moment. He had always liked Olivia. He had never seen Fitz as happy as he was with her. "You think you can find them?" he asked.

"I will do everything I can to make that happen. And, I'm glad that it's you watching my back."

Tom gave her a slight smile. "Let's go."

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Olivia walked towards the living room and took a deep breath. She hadn't physically seen the kids for about two and a half years although she had seen pictures. She entered the room and Karen noticed her and gasped. Jumping up, she ran towards Olivia and hugged her tightly as she sobbed.

"They took them," Karen said softly.

"I know baby. I'm so sorry. Your Uncle Cyrus and I are trying our best to get them back."

She took her hand and they sat down on the couch. Karen cuddled into her. Olivia had spent a year with the kids when she was helping with Fitz's couldn't believe that Karen was nine already.

"I'm scared."

"So am I, but I refuse to give up and I don't want you to either."

Jerry walked into the room. "Olivia?" he said shocked to see her sitting there.

Olivia stood and then approached him. "I'm here helping to find your parents. How are you holding up?"

To her surprise, he gave her a hug. They separated and she looked him over. He was thirteen and was now taller than her. His hair was longer and messy and he had bags under his eyes like Tom.

"Talk to me," she said softly.

Jerry shrugged. "I don't know what to do. We can't go anywhere and no one will tell us anything."

"Right now, there's nothing to tell. We're trying to figure out who did this and find them."

"Will you please let us know if something changes?"

Olivia nodded. "I may not be able to give you a lot of details, but I will try to let you know as much as I can."

Jerry sighed. "Thank you."

He looked over at his sister. "The tutor is here."

Karen groaned. "Okay," she said as she strode up to them. "Bye Olivia."

Olivia leanedover and kissed her on the head. "Bye sweetie."

She watched them walk away and then made her way back downstairs and headed to the West Wing.

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Cyrus approached her. "I thought it was best if you slept here. The kids would probably appreciate it and that way if something happens, I know you're safe."

Olivia nodded. She didn't have a problem with that. "My suitcases and garment bags are in the car. I'll have Abby send down some more of my things."

She didn't want to admit it, but she knew this wasn't going to be a quick search. It seemed like the terrorists were trying to make a statement and this was going to drag out. She just hoped that they weren't torturing Fitz. "Hang in there," she muttered under her breath as she followed Cyrus to a large war room.

"You and your staff will operate out of here." There was a woman sitting at a desk towards the back. "This is Lauren. She was the President's secretary. She'll work with you for now and she definitely can handle more than answering phones. Lucky for you, she's an excellent researcher and has a good eye for detail. So, make sure you utilize her."

"Okay. Lauren, it's nice to meet you,"she said extending her hand.

"Nice to meet you too," Lauren said. Olivia is beautiful and obviously smart or she knew Cyrus wouldn't have called her. She figured she could probably learn a lot from her.

Cyrus left them alone.

"Well, how about we get started. I need a meeting with the Secretary of Defense and it seems like he's booked for days. Can you make that happen sometime today?"

"You got it." It would be a challenge, but she was going to do everything in her power to arrange it. She moved back to her desk as Olivia walked over to the computer that sat on the table and began to work. The defense secretary had been rather cantankerous lately. But, she wanted to prove herself to Olivia. She looked at his calendar and smiled. He wasn't with anyone at the moment. She called his secretary Joan.

"Hi, it's Lauren, listen my new boss needs about an hour with the Defense Secretary. What time does he have available today?"

"Sorry, but there is nothing available. He's booked solid and in the small openings that he has, he needs to catch up and field calls."

"Thank you Joan," she said before hanging up the phone.

She thought for a moment. There was no way in hell that she was going to fail her first assignment, so she decided to pay him a visit personally.

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"Hi Joan," Lauren said as she breezed past the shocked woman's desk.

"Hey!" Joan yelled as Lauren flung open the door and walked inside.

Defense Secretary Jonas Williams was not having a good day. He was under a lot of pressure lately trying to make sure their borders and the American people were protected. It would mean his career if anything else bad happened under his watch. He liked his job and wasn't willing to let that happen.

"What do you think you are doing?" he growled.

"I need an hour of your time."

He sighed and looked back down at his papers. "Not going to happen."

"Well make it happen."

He looked back up at her and glared. "Who the hell do you think you are?"He knew exactly who she was, but couldn't believe that she was ordering him around.

"Cyrus hired my new boss to help try to find the President. She requested a meeting with you today. I'm here to make sure that happens."

"I don't have time."

"Well make time. I'm sure that Cyrus wouldn't approve if you brushed her off. There are too many lives at stake," she said dramatically.

Jonas clenched his jaw as he stared her down. "Tell her to be in my office in a half hour. She has fifteen minutes," he said looking away, affectingly dismissing her.

Lauren's mouth twisted into a smile. "Thank you," she said walking back out."Later Joan," she said smirking at the girl who was glaring at her. She went to find Olivia to let her know the good news.

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Olivia entered Jonas's office. Joan told her to go in and she took a deep breath before opening door. Lauren had already warned her of his mood.

Jonas looked up as the door opened. He sucked in his breath as he watched her stride towards him. She is gorgeous. He stood. "Ms. Pope, it's an honor to meet you."

Olivia smiled. She wasn't expecting the hospitality. "Thank you Secretary Williams. I know you're a busy man so I appreciate you taking a few minutes to meet with me."

"Please, call me Jonas."

"Okay, in that case, call me Olivia."

He smiled and she sat across from him.

"I am going to be assisting with the search for the President."

"Do you mind sharing your background?" he asked curiously.

"Not at all. I helped the President during the campaign. I left right after the election and eventually started my own business in New York. Let's just say I fix things. I have an excellent staff that can find out anything on anyone and we are very good at making embarrassing situations go away."

"Interesting, but how is that going to translate into finding President Grant?"

"Because I will leave no rock unturned in my search for the President and First Lady. If there are leads, I assure you that we can find them."

He tried not to smile. Her tone was fierce and confident. He had no doubt that she would deliver which in turn would save his ass. "Well, given the circumstances, I will do whatever I can to cooperate in your search. Please don't hesitate to ask for anything."

Olivia smiled. "I appreciate that. I won't take up any more of your time. If you get any information that would help, I'm in the war room."

He nodded. "Well, it was very nice to meet you." He stood and extended his hand.

Olivia shook it. "Nice to meet you too.

He watched her walk out and smiled. He definitely wanted to see her again.

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Olivia sat inside the conference by herself. She stared at a picture of Fitz on the computer and her mind started to wander. It had been a long time since she had allowed herself to think about him.

FLASHBACK

Cyrus smiled up at Fitz. "I'd like to introduce you to Olivia Pope. She is going to help you win the election."

Fitz gazed at the beautiful woman standing before him. "Hello, welcome to the team," he said holding his hand out.

Olivia reached out for his hand and when they made contact, she felt her stomach flutter. Clearing her throat, she tried to dismiss it so she could find her voice. "It's nice to meet you Governor Grant."

They both reluctantly let go.

"I'll leave you two alone for a few minutes. I have somethingthat I need to handle," Cyrus said walking out of the office and shutting the door.

"Please have a seat," Fitz said.

Olivia made herself comfortable.

"So, Cyrus tells me that you have been watching me from afar for a few weeks. What do you think?"

Olivia decided not to pull any punches. "Do you love your wife?"

Fitz flinched. "What kind of question is that?"

"A valid one, if I have to ask then clearly you have an image problem. And I don't want the politically correct answer. I need the truth. I promise you that your answer will not leave this room."

Fitz studied her for a moment. Just her tone and the way she licked her lips before speaking was captivating him in a way that shocked him. He looked at a picture of his family on his desk and then back at her. "Mellie and I are having some problems. We have been for several years. Clearly my political aspirations are important to us both, otherwise, we probably wouldn't be together. I understand how crucial my family image is in winning the election. So, what do you suggest?"

Olivia mulled over his words before speaking.

Fitz's eye never left her. The truth was that he couldn't have looked away if he tried.

"I'm going to be blunt with you. If you two continue to act like it hurts to even look at each other, you are going to lose this election. Right now, your "love" is not believable. People are not relating to you and you know how important family values are to everyone in this country. If you want more of the female vote, then act like you're in love with your wife and that your family means everything to you. Talk about your education policy with a passion and mention your children as a way to relate to the average person. You've kept them in public school for a reason. You have to sell it not just say the words," she said passionately.

Fitz could feel his pulse speed up. This woman, in ten minutes, had drawn him in and he knew he was a goner. Everything about her intrigued him and he wouldn't be satisfied until he kissed her succulent lips. He closed his eyes for a second imagining it before looking at her again. He had never cheated before or even remotely thought about it, but he wanted Olivia Pope with every fiber of his being and somehow he was going to get her.

Olivia was taking him in too. She wasn't sure what he was thinking about, but at one point, he had looked at her so intensely that her body had involuntarily shivered. Here she was talking to him about showing his love for his family and all she could do was wonder how his lips would feel pressing against hers.

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Olivia's thoughts were interrupted by Huck and she grinned as she caught sight of him. "Hi, I'm glad to see you."

"Where should I sit?"

She pointed to a door. "That room has some servers in it and a desk. I thought it would be perfect."

He nodded. "I'll get it set up." He moved towards the door and quickly disappeared.

Huck didn't talk a lot, but she was probably closest to him. He had been through a lot and Olivia always felt the need to make sure he was protected, which was pretty ironic since he was a trained killer.

She got up and handed him a disk. "This is some CIA surveillance of the kidnapping. Look at it and let me know what you think."

She turned to see Abby walking towards her and smiled.

"The White House huh?" she asked curiously. Abbie was the only one that knew Olivia had been with Fitz. They had discussed that relationship at length and never thought that Olivia would ever step foot in Washington, let alone the White House.

"I know. It's pretty ironic huh?" She decided to change the subject. "Where are you staying?"

"Across the street at the Blair House."

Olivia nodded.

"And you?" Abby asked curiously.

"Upstairs in the Lincoln bedroom."

Her eyebrows shot up. "Nice. What do you need me to do?"

She pointed to a seat where a computer was set up. "I came up with some possibly scenarios, I need you to plot them out. The printer is over there."

"What about me?" Harrison asked as he entered the room.

"Can you help research some of the suspects? I need to find out where they were on that day. Cyrus has a folder called 'Countermine'. Inside you will find all the intel they say they have found."

Huck popped his head out and walked into the room. "Stop." He looked around and noted there was a camera in the corner. Olivia followed his gaze and then turned back to the computer. Huck went into the other room and came back out in a few minutes. "It's taken care of." He scoured the room to make sure that there were no listening devices and it came back clean. "If we need to hack into CIA records, I can do that without them noticing. I have a feeling they didn't give us everything."

Olivia nodded.

Lauren appeared and Olivia introduced everyone before shutting the door.

"Quinn is on the way in. She went to your apartment to box up some clothes and other things she thought you'd need, so she took a later flight."

"Great," Olivia said before turning to Lauren. "I need your word on something."

She stopped what she was doing and gave Liv her attention.

"Whatever happens in this room has to stay in this room. Seriously, you can't even tell Cyrus. If you can't agree to that, then I'm going to have to ask you to leave. I can't take any chances with the President's life."

Lauren took a deep breath. "I will do whatever it takes to get him back. If that means I need to be quiet or even lie, I'll do it."

Olivia smiled. "Good, then let's get to work."