Apparently I like one word titles. Anyways, not sure where this came from or where it is going but here it is. Enjoy x

"Mr. President" Sarah exclaimed jumping out of her chair

"Is she in there" Fitz asked storming into the waiting room outside Mellie's office

"Yes, sir" Mellie's secretary said nervously

"Cancel the rest of her day" he said and flung Mellie's door open

"Fitz" Mellie said standing from her desk.

"Come" he growled

"Excuse me" Mellie replied annoyed and confused by his entry. She tried to read his face but she couldn't tell if it was anger or concern or perhaps something else all together

"Come with me now" he repeated and started moving towards her

"Why" she asked not moving. She couldn't read him but he was scaring her. They hadn't spoken since their argument a few nights ago, she'd barely even seen him. She was racing through her mind trying to figure out what he could be so upset about.

"Now Mellie" He said reaching her and grabbing her arm

"Fitz what do you want, let go of me" She said as he started to pull out of her office

"We're not talking here" he said still pulling her

She tried keeping up with him as the grip on her arm tightened.

"Fitz you're scaring me" she finally said and he looked over his shoulder back at her. She thought she detected a smirk on his face but she couldn't be sure. He loosened his grip some but continued pulling her through the residence to their bedroom.

Fitz flung the door open and pulled her inside then slammed it shut and pushed her against it. She stared at him wide eyed completely uncertain of what was going on. She figured he was going to yell at her more… try and finish the argument they had had. But he was just staring at her breathing heavily.

He had one arm on the door next to her head as he towered over her. The fear was over taking her and she closed her eyes trying to collect herself. It was a mistake, flashes of Big Jerry began playing in her mind, she couldn't fight him off then and she couldn't now. She slowly opened her eyes to try and escape her inner demons to find Fitz had moved back, clearly sensing her fear. It caught her off guard, how long had it been since he had been able to detect her emotions or read her. No, how long had it been since he cared to even notice. He had put up this barrier between them where everything about her was boiled down to cold, heartless bitch. And if she dared give a genuine emotion he just assumed she was being manipulative.

***argument flashback***

Mellie was leaning against the railing on the Truman Balcony enjoying the cool night air. It was the only place left in this house where she could find some semblance of peace. Or so she thought.

She grimaced as she heard the knob on the door turn.

"Coming out to call your whore" Mellie said without even turning. She rolled the glass of hooch in her hand and toyed with the notion of throwing it at him.

"Checked on Teddy already then tonight" he replied snidely "Or I suppose it's too hard to hold your booze and your baby at the same time"

Mellie gripped the glass, she thought she might crack it from the force. Hurling it at his head would solve nothing, but she couldn't help some inject venom with her words.

"I'm out here preparing for the day he asks me why his daddy is moaning in his office with another women. Any pointers you can lend me from your childhood" she asked coldly turning to face him. Her blue eyes were ablaze.

Fitz's face was red with rage and his fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles were white. Mellie swallowed hard, for the first time in a long time she thought he might actually hurt her.

"You bitch" he mumbled under his breath. How dare she throw his father in his face after everything that he had done… to both of them.

"That's right" she said "I'm the horrible villainous bitch who ruined your life"

"We BOTH have a hand in this" Fitz yelled back at her "At least I own up to my part"

"Own up…" Mellie couldn't even finish her sentence before laughing "Oh please, at least I've made an effort to change. Tell me Fitz, where have you improved. Point out to me where you are the better parent, spouse, partner, human."

"It's not about being BETTER" he continued yelling

"Well at least I've made an effort to show up for you" she said turning her face away from him "You couldn't even be there for me when you found out…." she paused as the pain caught in her chest. She had always fought the urge to tell Fitz about her rape, fearing the outcome. And she had been right, Olivia told him and he didn't even care. He wouldn't even let her talk about it or get some fraction of closure. He only made the wounds worse. "You couldn't even be a man when our son died" she said the anger returning in her voice

"I told you not to speak of that" he growled

"Oh right, how could I forget I had to add that to the list"

"Just go back to your ornamental bullshit job around here and leave me be" he shot back at her, avoiding once more the topic of his attempted suicide

Mellie walked closer to him, her chest heaving from rage. He just glared back at her.

"You couldn't even last two months without me taking care of everything for you." she said "You can't make it through a day with out Cyrus running this country and a moment with out your whore. So tell me, who really is the ornamental one around here."

"I'm the one who actually carries the title and doesn't have to run around scheming behind the scenes to feel like they matter" he shot back

"That's so cute" she said mocking him "That you still think you earned that title all by yourself" she scoffed at him and stormed off the balcony.

"Do you still love me" Fitz finally asked breaking the silence. Mellie narrowed her eyes trying to discern his intent

"What" she finally responded in a confused whisper

"You once told me you would love me…. no matter what…" He said softening his face and his voice "Do you still love me" he asked again

"Fitz" she questioned

"Do you love me" he asked again. He was doing everything in his power not to touch her right now. This beautiful, vulnerable creature that stood before him. He hadn't intended to scare her like this, he was now regretting his rash actions. But he needed her and her answer in the worst way.

Mellie dropped her head. She had no idea what he was getting at. Of course she still loved him somewhere deep down inside, but she refused to acknowledge it. She had been hurt by him too many times. She dared not get her hopes up. Dare not expose those wounds once again.

"Mel" he said softly placing a finger under her chin and raising her head

"What do you want from me" Mellie responded. Her head was trying to fight him, but her body was tingling at his touch sending waves of a rare sensation from the back of her neck to the base of her stomach. His shoulders dropped at her response, he had hurt her so deeply. He was praying it wasn't beyond repair.

"It's simple" he said trying to reassert his confidence "Do you love me" He moved closer to her gazing into her beautiful blue eyes. He forgot what it was like losing himself in her eyes, for so long they had been cold to him. But damn they were beautiful.

"Fitz that is not simple, it could not be further from simple" she said readjusting her stance, her body was rigid from the moment her threw her office door open and her muscles were starting to ache. Fitz was very aware of her fidgeting and discomfort and he tried again to adjust and soften his demeanor.

"In this moment…. forget our past and don't think about our future" he said leaning in "Do you love me" he asked again brushing his lips against hers

"Fitz" she whispered. She was losing her resolve. She could see the hunger in his eyes now, that's what she hadn't been able to detect before. It had been far too long since he had looked at her with such desire. He was taking in her scent while he waited for her to respond. Her heart rate quickened and she swallowed hard before answering. She didn't know where any of this was leading but she couldn't lie to him.

"Yes"

He barely let her finish before crashing his lips into hers, as he cradled her face with his hands. It was so unlike the kiss that followed the last time he asked her this. She moaned softly as he pressed his body into her and slipped his tongue into her mouth. But her mind quickly took back over and she placed her hands on his chest and gently pushed him back. And he moved away reluctantly.

Fitz knew he should explain himself, he could see the confusion and concern written so clearly on her face. But his desire was outweighing any rationale right now.

"Fitz" she said breathlessly "What is this… what…"

"It all clicked for me…" he said brushing his thumb over her cheek and resting his forehead against hers "It's all clear to me now"

"I don't understand"

"Can we talk about this later" he said moving back into her pressing her into the door kissing on her neck beneath her ear. She moaned softly. Fitz smirked, everything about her was coming back to him, he knew her body so well. He had made it his mission when they were first married to learn her most sensitive spots as he so loved every erotic noise that escaped her. Her exterior may be hard but he knew just how sensitive she truly was.

Mellie was so confused and she didn't completely trust him but it had been so long… so long since she had seen this kind of desire in his eyes and she couldn't ignore that. She just nodded.

Next couple chapters should be up soon. I'm trying to decide why I have three or four fics running instead of focusing on one, I guess that's writing for you!