This is my first time writing Olitz so I really hope I did them justice.

A/N: tweets are in bold and italics:)

"Oh wow mom when did you take this picture with Uncle Fitz?" I say as I select the options tab.

"The other day, what was that Cyrus?" she answers distractedly as she talks to uncle Cyrus on the phone. Now that I think about it how is she on a cell phone when I'm holding hers in my hand? Weird.

"Can I send it to myself mom?" I ask as I do just that.

"Yeah sure Cece" my phone pings in the other room and I make my exit before she realizes what she just said yes too. See the thing with my mother is that when you want to do something or get something the perfect time to ask her is when she's on the phone. If she's distracted she's most likely to say yes to anything I ask.

"Man my mom and the president look like a total couple in this pic" I say as I wave the phone in my friend Aubrey's face.

"Let me see. Oh dang they're sitting pretty close to each other"

"Shut up Aubrey"

"No but seriously the president could so be your dad Cece. You guys have the same eyes I think" She says as she points to uncle Fitz face.

"You think so?" Now that I think about we do kind of look alike.

"Yup"

"Well let's see what twitter thinks!" I caption the picture, post it, and wait to see what others say.

"Aren't My Parents Cute"

"So what did your mom say about the movies?"

"Crap I forgot to ask"

"Cece"

"I'll go ask right now but omg Aubrey people are tweeting back about the picture"

"You posted it!"

"Susan just asked if the president was really my dad, that girl needs to chill"

" SusanLucy_ ccilllllll it was just a joke"

My phone kept vibrating with twitter notifications. Some were calling me a liar others actually believed that the president was my dad.

"God people are so stupid sometimes. I'm going to tweet that I was kidding"

"You do that but after can you go ask if we can go to the movies?"

"let's all be real here. if my dad was the president I wouldn't be wasting my time on Twitter:)"

"Done, i'll be back."

"Hey mom"

"Abby I'll call you back"

"Is it okay if Aubrey and I go to the movies?"

"What? no. Cece there's been a change of plans I need you to pack a bag"

"What?"

"Aubrey honey can you come here?"

"Yes Miss Pope"

"My friend Huck is outside he's going to take you home, I'll call your parents and let them know you are on your way"

"Mom what is going on? Aubrey was going to spend the night"

"I know Cyerra but something has come up. Now get going Aubrey Huck is waiting for you"

"Laters Cece"

"Laters" My mom walks into her room like nothing. Like she didn't just basically kick my friend out.

"Mom can you stop for a minute and tell me whats going on?" I say as I watch her throw clothes inside her bag.

"Why aren't you packing Cece?"

"Because I'm not going anywhere mom" She stares silently at me and takes off towards my room. "Hey that's my room you can't just walk in. Why are you taking my laptop? Mom what are you doing with my phone?"

"Cyerra stop asking questions and pack a bag we are leaving in five minutes!"

"Hey Quinn, yes I took it all I'm going to leave it on the table for you. Great bye"

"Mom you're freaking me out"

"CYERRA PACK A BAG NOW!"

I did as I was told because frankly my mom was scaring me. She looked nervous and out of control something she never is.

One flight later…

"Cece it's not like that." This is the first conversation we are having since she all but dragged me out of our apartment.

"Then whats it like mom? You think you're just going to tell me to pack a bag, take away all of my electronics and I'm just going to go along with it and not ask any questions? I don't think so."

"Think of this as a mini vacation, you've been asking to go away for a while."

"To the beach mom, not this place in the middle of nowhere."

"It's complicated Cyerra how about you go to your room and read or something"

"Mom you can't just say it's complicated and think it's okay."

"Yes I can now go on."

"This is bull-shi-crap mom."

"Cyerra Pope you watch your mouth. Now go to your room this conversation is over." I stomp away making sure she can hear how mad I am. I think my mom has gone off the rails.

"She going to be okay?"

"Oh hey I didn't hear you come in." I gesture for Abby to sit and pour us a drink, we are going to need it.

"Yeah I didn't want to interrupt."

"Yeah she should be. You know Cyerra dramatic till the end" My girl had the flair for the dramatic, even when she was a tiny little thing. If something wasn't right in her world she let everyone know it until it was fixed.

"Liv she's going to figure it out eventually you know"

"I know. I need to figure out a way to tell her before she does"

"Well if anyone can deal with hurricane Cyerra is you. Good luck to Fitz though cause not even the secret service can keep him safe from her wrath."

"Abby!"

"What? You know I'm right. Cyerra is a mini Olivia Pope."

"She does take after me doesn't she?" I say unable to hold back a proud smile.

"Aww look at you all proud mommy. Remember this moment when you tell her that you're the presidents mistress everyone is talking about! And let's not forget the other big thing…"

"Abby don't you have something else to do? An office to run in my absence?"

"I'm handling it. Huck took down all of her social media accounts. Quinn said something about wiping her computer and phone clean, I'm guessing you know what she means"

"Yes, good, now how are we going to fix this"

"I think you need to call the president"