Title: A Second Chance at Love

Rating: T

Summary: (Olitz AU), Eight years ago Olivia Pope and Fitzgerald Grant divorced vowing to never see the other again. To bad their eight-year-old twin girls don't exactly agree with this plan.

Authors Note: Hi everyone I'd like to thank everyone for reviewing, following and favoriting my first Scandal one-shot The Perfect Gift. One of my favorite movies as a child was The Parent Trap the original and the 90's remake. I thought it would be fun to have Olivia and Fitz as the parents with their twin girls Vivian Grant and Amelia Pope. I hope you all like this story and please remember to write a review good or bad!

Disclaimer: I don't own Scandal if I did Olivia and Fitz would be married enjoying their first year of marriage.

Chapter One

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Fitzgerald Thomas Grant asked his daughter for what was surely the millionth time since they'd arrived at San Francisco International Airport. He still couldn't believe that his little girl, his partner-in-crime was actually old enough to leave him, to go away to camp for six weeks, and have her own adventures. It seemed like just yesterday she had come screaming into the world, indigent at being pulled into this cold new world, with his blue eyes and her mother nose. "Because it's perfectly okay if you want to go back home. I'm sure that..."

"Daddy!" Vivian Grant exclaimed with a roll of her blue eyes as she turned around in her chair to face him. Her arms folded and her head cocked to the side. She looked so much like her mother in that moment that he couldn't stop himself from smiling softly. "We've talked about this. Camp Calloway is going to be amazing." Vivi had researched and researched some more in her search for the perfect summer camp. She had decided on Camp Calloway because it had a highly regarded theater program. She could imagine spending her days getting to be around other girls that liked to act. It was going to amazing of that she was sure.

"I know ladybug." He said causing her to smile at the use of her nickname. He wrapped his arms around her shoulder pulled her closer and placed a kiss at the top of her head, she had gotten her hair braided for her summer vacation, instead of her thick mass of curls, she instead had medium length box braids. "But I'm just going to miss you like crazy."

It was true he knew that the next few weeks where going to be bleak. And as a full time law professor at Stanford he wouldn't even have his work to take his mind off the fact that his daughter was gone.

"I'm going to miss you too daddy." Vivi said burrowing herself further into her father's side. He smelled of cigars, and peppermints. "Just don't spend the whole summer drinking scotch and smoking with Uncle Cy."

Fitz snorted with laughter as his eyes connected with his daughter. "I promise not to spend all my time with Uncle Cy, as long as you promise to call me if you need anything even if it's just to say hello."

"I promise daddy." Vivi said with a bright smile. Of all the people she was going to miss over the next six weeks her father was at the top of the list. He was a bit dorky, but he always knew the answer to her silly question and if he didn't the two would look it up. He had the best stories to tell and he was always there for her; from holding her that first day of kindergarten to rehearsing lines with when she had played Cinderella in her schools spring play. Her daddy was seriously the best father in the world.

"Excuse me, Mr. Grant? Ms. Grant?" An older woman in a flight attendants uniform questioned them. "We're going to start boarding in a few minutes. You should say your goodbyes now." She offered a bright smile on her face.

"Thank you very much." Fitz said turning back to give his daughter his full attention. "You ready to go ladybug?"

She was ready she had her bags packed, a small album filled with pictures of her dad, her Uncle Cyrus, her babysitter Lauren, her horse Wilson, and her most precious picture a crumbled, half torn up photo of her mother. She was dressed in her white wedding gown, her dark hair falling down in thick wavy curls, she would spend hours staring at the photo wondering what advice her mother would give, what stories she had to tell. "Yeah I'm ready." Vivi replied with a nod as she pulled herself out of her thoughts.

"I love you ladybug." He said as the two stood up he enveloped her in a tight hug. A kiss placed on her temple and then a top her head.

"I love you too daddy." Vivi replied stepping away, following the flight attendant aboard the plan. Before she made the turn into the plane however she gave her dad wave, and blew him kiss before hurrying onto the plane.

Shaking his head Fitz stared out of the window waiting for the plane to take off, and wondering just what was he going to do with himself for the next six weeks.

"Did you know that Camp Calloway has horses?" Amelia Pope questioned her mother as they sat down for breakfast. It was Saturday, which meant Mia's favorite dish chocolate chip pancakes. In just a few hours Mia would be gone for six weeks, away to Camp Calloway.

It wasn't like this would be the first time the two would be separate. The nature of her mother, Olivia's, job was that she was always on the go. It was just that she was normally left in the care of her grandmother Maya, her Uncle Harrison, or one of her mothers trusted gladiators. She had never been left to her own devices before and Mia could feel the familiar surge of excitement moving through her body.

"I did know that." Olivia responded with a small smile breaking into her daughter's thoughts. She had done her own research when Mia had begun the possibilities of spending a few weeks of her summer vacation at camp. She agreed that Camp Calloway was a great place for her daughter. With its focus not just on the sports, but the arts, science, math and technologies as well. Her little girl was a tech wiz and she hopped that a few weeks with like minded people would help her break out of her shell. "And you are going to have a blast." Olivia promised.

"Do you really thank so?" Mia questioned as she stepped away from the table her meal of pancakes long since finished. She walked toward the sink and placed it inside and sighed as she felt her mother wrap her arms around her shoulders.

"I'm positive. You Amelia Pope are going to knock everyone socks off. What does Uncle Harrison always call us?" She questioned with a raised eyebrow as she turned Mia around cupping her head in her hands.

"Gladiators."

"That's right sweet pea were gladiators. And gladiators aren't scared of anything."

"Excuse me?" Maya Pope questioned as she stepped into the kitchen. She smiled as she watched her daughter and her granddaughter embrace. She could see so much of Olivia in Mia, from her fiery attitude, to her high intelligence. But she could also see the remains of the man that had helped create her and she could feel her heart clench in the pain. "You guys better get a move on if you want Mia to make her plane." Maya said blinking back tears.

"Right mama." Olivia said with a nod of her head. "Why don't you go ahead upstairs but on your shoes and make sure you haven't left anything in your room."

Mia knew she hasn't left anything in her room. She had her duffle, her iPad, and a small album of her mom, grandma, Uncle Harrison, her mothers gladiators, and also a crumbled up photo of her father. A handsome man in an expensive suits and an expression of pure bliss and happiness on his face as he stared down at her mother on their wedding. But she didn't argue instead she nodded her head and hurried out of the room.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Maya questioned her daughter as soon as she was sure they were truly alone, her granddaughter had a habit of listening in on adult conversations.

"Of course I want to do this. She's going to have a blast. It doesn't matter that I still see her as that small bundle, all wrinkly, crying up a storm until she was placed in my arms." Wrapping her arms over her chest a sudden chill running through her body. She could still see remember that flowered room with Fitz beside her holding her hand as he coached through the worse parts of her labor. Holding her babies first Vivian and then Mia. Being surprised that they had both inherited his blue eyes and her nose. They were in short perfection. She had to blink back tears as the sudden pain that one of her babies wasn't in her arms was in fact living in California with no idea that she had a mother who thought of her everyday, a sister who would love and relish the idea of having a sibling.

"Livvie?" Her mother questioned breaking into her thoughts. Brushing away her tear Olivia looked up at her mother and smiled.

"I'm fine." Olivia promised the conversation that her mother wanted to have was one that Olivia just wasn't ready for she wasn't sure if she would ever be ready for it.

"Okay mommy I double and triple checked our list and I have everything." Mia promised Olivia laughed softly as she looked at her before nodding her head.

"Okay then baby lets go. You have an adventure to start."

"An adventure." Mia repeated softly. That what this was an adventure and she was going to be certain to enjoy every inch of it.

Authors Note: So what did you all think about this first chapter of Second Chances at Love? Please remember to leave a review! Until next time!