I know that I have quite a few stories in progress at the present time. I promise that I will finish them but I also know that until our show returns, we need our Olitz fix. Here is my take on the Season Four ending and what happens next. We all know how much Shonda loves to time jump, so if she goes that route this story will fufill all of those questions. We leave off after a night of passion in the President's bedroom….

Olivia rose from a sound sleep. It was probably the most restful night she had in quite a while. She pulled the 1900 Egyptian count sheets around her body as she surveyed her surroundings. There were the ancient walls and the high arched windows. Antiques covered the shelves and the walls were covered with paintings. She blinked her eyes and then let them wandered over to the body next to her.

The sheets left little to the imagination. Draped over his body, it showed his preference for sleeping in the nude. The morning light illuminated the tall man as he enjoyed the best rest of quite a few months. Fitzgerald Thomas Grant had a stressful year to say the least. The year started off with the death of his son that resulted in his reelection for President. The death had taken its toll as the whole Grant family had suffered as a result of this tragedy. When things finally began to get back to normal, his hand was forced to declare war . If he didn't, then he would lose the most important thing in the world to him, Olivia. Between her return, Mellie's campaign, and Cyrus ' wedding, things were still far from normal. But Fitz had enough and decided that it was time to clean house. He found out that Mellie was up to her old tricks and threw her ass out. Then he continued his rampage by firing Cyrus and making Elizabeth North his new Chief of Staff. He knew what he needed to do next, go and find the love of his life. After a trip across town, he arrived at her apartment to find her not there. Disappointed, he headed back to the White House.

Olivia was still reeling from his visit . She didn't know what to make of what Jake said. He told her that his mission was over. He had done what he set out to do , take down command. He had tried to make her love him, but he knew at the back of his mind it was not to was in love with one man and the best thing to do was let go of her. Abby knew it wasn't any of her business, but this was her best friend and she knew she deserved some happiness. It made her think about her relationships as well. She had fun with Leo, but her heart still belonged to David. She had also heard that David had sacrificed for her. Olivia had suffered for so long, now it was time for her to be happy. Hearing the argument from the Oval, she saw the First Lady leave in shock as she gathered her luggage and made her way to the door. Abby knew what she had to do.

She had to make a decision, it was to be the biggest gamble of her life. For too long, she had put her life on hold. It had been a roller coaster ride that both of them had been on for six long years. Now it seemed that he was cleaning house. He had made the first move, now it was her turn. She gathered the Michael Kors sweater around her and then made her way. People had been talking about the actions of the day and how both the First Lady and Chief of Staff had been dismissed. Anyone who knew anything of the soap opera of the Grant White House expected her to come, but alas Tom was in prison and Lauren was on maternity leave. Abby had told her that she needed to get her butt over to the White House and on the double.

He had it, this time the bitch had gone too far. Twelve jurors had lost their lives and he felt that enough blood had been spilled for the good of the republic. In the past he had made threats, this time he finally got the balls and carried them out. He poured himself a celebratory glass of Glenlivet and lifted it in salute of victory. Both of them were gone. Defiance could finally be put to rest now officially, because he had gotten rid of the two cancers that were responsible. Verna was dead, Hollis had been dismissed, and there was only one other person who had been suckered into the mess.

Their time had come. He saw at Cyrus' wedding that she had put the ring back on. There had been a few little detours on the way back, but he figured that maybe she was ready to give him a chance again. He had been informed that her father had been imprisoned, so maybe there was a chance for them. He put his Brooks Brothers suit jacket on and motioned for his detail to follow him. All of them were quite familiar with the drill by now.

Fitz walked through Olivia's lobby with his detail and then knocked on her door. No answer.

"Sir, would you like to open the door?' one of his agents said.

Fitz licked his lips and then resigned himself to the fact that Olivia was celebrating with Jake. He gave it that old Navy try. Breathing through his mouth, he sighed and then said with resignation "No , that won't be necessary."

Olivia had passed through the lobby with her hard pass and headed for the Oval. Apparently, Abby had gone. Fitz's new assistant sprung from her desk and went to meet Olivia.

"He 's not here Miss Pope. I think he went to your place." Charlotte answered. "Would you like me to call him?"

Olivia got a plan in her head. She knew that Fitz would be back sooner or later. She would surprise him because for the day he had, he deserved a little bit of good. He deserved to have something go right concerning them for a change. "Charlotte, I am going to need your help. First of all, could you get me a glass of red wine please?"

Charlotte had a steward go to the wine cellar and pick out a bottle. Olivia looked at the label and smiled. She tasted it the way her father had taught her. Sipping the exquisite bouquet brought a smile to her lips. She hated to think how much this bottle had cost. Mellie was content to sip her father's moonshine from North Carolina while Fitz had his 200 year old Scotch, so she figured this was something they kept for state dinners and dignitaries. Charlotte then told her own account of Mrs Grant gathering her belongings and ushered out by Secret Service. Then she informed her that Mr Beane had been dismissed as well and ordered to clean out his desk. A smiling Elizabeth North moved in and took it over. Olivia took another sip and then smiled. He finally did it.

Olivia had to see him, but Charlotte had her own idea . She would keep Olivia in the office until the President returned and then she would send her out to the Truman balcony. Charlotte had been briefed by Lauren of the past history between Miss Pope and the President. She realized that Mrs. Grant had only been using him and not really in love with her husband. Olivia and Fitz were meant to be together. She told Olivia of her plan and she smiled. This would be a night that Fitzgerald Thomas Grant would not forget.

He had blown it . All the times that the two of them had told each other that they were done, she finally did it. He had lost her and he didn't know what to do. First of all, he was free. Maybe he would just enjoy the peace and quiet , try to get some sleep , and then come up with a way to win her back. Just like in that classic movie. "Tomorrow is just another day." He reasoned. He walked through the halls of the White House till he came to Charlotte's desk.

"I don't want to be disturbed. No calls." Fitz said as he headed for his own sanctuary. Charlotte knew this would be epic and was glad that she could be part of such a wonderful surprise. He threw his suit jacket on the couch and then headed for the balcony.

"Yes sir, Mr President." She smiled inwardly.

Fitz ran his hand through his mass of curls. His hair still had the brownish color, but they were now tinged with ringlets of grey at the temples. They had always said that the Chief Executive aged from the time of his Inauguration to the day he left office. That's the truth, he laughed to himself. The Office was bad enough, but add the stress of Mellie , Cyrus, his children, Jerry's death and finally Olivia, well he was very old. He walked through the doors to the balcony and then strolled to the railing. He looked out at the skyline of the Nation's Capitol. His domain and his city. He may have won the battle , but he lost the war. He sighed as he surveyed the lit Washington sky.

Charlotte knew he had returned and she pushed Olivia out to the back of the turned around President. Olivia took her glass and then smiled as she pulled her sweater around her petite body. It may have been spring , but there was still a nip in the air as she went out onto the balcony. She held the glass in her hand but then she stopped as she looked at a back view of the President. He obviously didn't know she was there. She just savored the moment.

There he was. The white dress shirt didn't do his body justice. It just seemed to be a covering for his muscular body. His biceps were budging under the material and covered nothing. Her eyes drifted southward to the well fitted trousers. They provided quite a nice home to that ass she had touched many times. She had to marvel at how firm it was for a man of his age. Sometimes he didn't look like a father of three. He was strong on the outside , but he was still just a man. He was her man, she hoped because recently things hadn't been so good between them. Was this a good idea? She could just look at him all night. But now she had to make her move and let him know that this time she was truly in it for good. She hated to break his reverie.

"Nice view.' She said softly.

Fitz couldn't believe his ears. Was he dreaming? Had he finally had the nervous breakdown that everyone predicted? He went to her place and figured that she had left him high and dry again. He had to make sure he wasn't losing his mind. He had to see if she was really there. Turning around , he saw her standing there with a familiar sight. She had a wine glass in her hand like he remembered her so many times before. He had to ask in case it was just a figment of his imagination.

"You're here."

There was that smile on her face. She knew she had made the right choice. "I'm here. Charlotte was very helpful and informative." Olivia said as she moved toward Fitz.

They had been down this road so many times before. He wanted to make the first move and she did something to stop them at every turn. He wanted to think that things would be different this time. Mellie was gone and so was Cyrus. There was no one to stop them being together. He wondered if this was finally it.

"So what happens now?" Fitz asked the love of his life. He was afraid of her answer.

Olivia just painted the sweetest and sexiest smiles on her face. She turned up the corners on her full lips and said , "Whatever we want."

He slowly walked over to her and took the glass from her then set in on the table. He then took his large hands and took her in his arms. It was home to Olivia to be encased in those massive arms and smelling his scent. She did miss it. He knew their bodies were like magnets that were drawn to each other. They felt each others life force and then moved back together like two pieces of a puzzle , two pieces that belonged together. Verna had said they breathed in sync and she was right. Olivia secretly hoped that wherever she was, she could see that her predictions were right. Their lips met and then her teeth went instinctively to his bottle lip. The force of her lips caused his mouth to open and their tongues were once again united in passion. After a few minutes, it dawned on Olivia that there might be cameras watching them.

"Fuck it. " Fitz said into her lips. He then put his arms around her shoulders and led her off the balcony into his room.

The night was going to get interesting.

Hello again, yes this was my version of the wonderful Season four finale leading up to the kiss. From here on out , everything will be what I imagine will happen. . . get ready for quite a ride and keep those cards and letters…oops I mean reviews coming.