Positive.

The fifth damned thing came out positive.

That couldn't be it. Not now. Not when the situation was at its worse. He called her a mistress; she wasn't good enough for him. He said it himself. He meant it. He was the President of the United States but she was the most powerful woman in DC no one treated her badly, she had no weaknesses. At least until she foolishly fell for him.

Yet, there she was sitting on her kitchen stool glaring at the pregnancy test like an idiot as if the result was a joke and that it would switch if she mentally strongly desperately wanted it.
Who was she kidding? Her period wasn't there at all. It's been far too long to wish the situation could change. She couldn't have him back; he let her go as she so hopelessly begged him to. After all that's what she so many times insisted on wanting. She'd never truly stepped down and tried to fix things so they could be fair to them, to what they had. No, she always had to look up to everyone's expectations. And by everyone she meant Mellie and Cyrus.

She passed her hands in her hair backwards before resting her fingertips on her temples slowly massaging them. Olivia returned her attention back to the stick on the counter. What the hell? How could she be so careless? Since he let her go she had no more reasons to stay on the pill and she couldn't possibly predict whatever happened in that electrical closet. If only she hadn't returned his kiss, nothing else would've happened.

Really Olivia? Nothing could have happened? Stop kidding yourself and get a grip. She told herself. For a second, her mind envisioned the possibility of telling him about the pregnancy. But what would that change? Whether he knew or not, the situation would remain a dead end. Sure, he will be mad, furious that she could hide something like this, someone that would tie them together forever. Under other circumstances, being pregnant would have made her so happy; she would have finally gave up pushing him away. But he had a point she is the mistress, the shadow that shall never be out. Mellie is his wife; she and only she can proudly have his children.

As if it could already be an instinct, she let her hand mindlessly stroke flat stomach where their child was growing up. There was no way she would let him know, she knew him too well but she couldn't just go away and raise the child. He would easily find them he's powerful with an army of people well-qualified and clearly able to find her wherever she tried to hide the baby from him. He just couldn't know.

Grabbing her phone she went through her contact list until she found who she wanted. She conveniently left the office earlier when the realization of missing her period hit her.

"Doctor, it's Olivia Pope"

"Hello Olivia, it's been a while!"

"I know, sorry I've been a little busy that's why I missed the renewal of my prescription"

"I understand. I guess that's why you're calling me now?"

"Totally, but before that I would like to confirm something"

"You're pregnant?"

"Yes, apparently I took 5 tests and all came out positive I would like your confirmation"

"Fine, my office tomorrow let's say at 9?"

"That would be great thank you"

"See you tomorrow then"

Olivia hung up the phone sighting. This would be tougher than she though. As much as she never imagined being a mother, she could bring herself to do what she knew she had to do. This kid, as much as she could possibly be aching for him or her to come to the world, she knew his or her life would be hell. It was crystal clear for her that her child shouldn't have to cope with the consequences of his parents mistakes, if Fitz got a wind of the decision she was about to make he would beg her to keep it promising her that they would raise the baby together. Her phone rang taking her off the trail of her thoughts. Cyrus's number. She muttered in frustration. She didn't want to answer it, she didn't need anybody's lecture right now nor piece of mind. She wanted the world to leave her alone, was it really too much to ask? Just one night?

Olivia reluctantly took the call, perfectly acknowledging that her mentor would harass her until she gives in and answer.

"What?!" She said annoyed

"Olivia! I just want to check on you it's been too long"

"Please, you just saw me yesterday"

"I called the office, something about you not feeling well? What's going on Olivia? You used to be so in control of your life everything seems to be falling apart."

"Cyrus, no lectures please, I'm not in the mood and I don't want to talk about it."

"Sometimes I just wonder what it would have been like –not that I regret what I did- if you haven't met him"

"I don't."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me right Cyrus, I don't regret him."

"Even after all what you had to go through? All the sacrifices you made?"

"Yes."

"You really do love him kid, don't you?"

"Unfortunate, it's way above my will Cy. I really tried, we really tried you know"

"Yes, I know. But hey Liv get a grip, get your life back together, you're brilliant, amazing, you have so much potential. You know you were my best non political student."

"I know Cy, I know. It's just.. it feels like so much have changed in a really short laps of time"

"You had to face so much Olivia, believe it or not but you're stronger than you think you are just focus back on what's really important, what's really worth your attention"

"I will Cyrus, goodnight"

"Goodnight Olivia"

Olivia made her way back to her bed. She flipped the covers before snuggling underneath them eager to fell the warmth and the softness of her blanket. She was about to sink into a deep sleep when her phone rang again. She wiggled with frustration. Who the hell could be calling her at this time of the night, she for sure wasn't expecting anyone. She thought it would be Abby checking on her after she left the office obviously preoccupied.

"Hello?"

For a minute, nobody spoke. Olivia grew angrier.

"Hello?" she tried again trying to relax.

"Is this a sick joke?" she clearly wasn't in the mood to be made fun of.

"Hi."

Olivia froze. Why the hell could he possibly be calling her? There was nothing more to say.

"Hi."

Happy 4th everyone! KW got married! I still can't believe it. Didn't see it coming but I'm really happy for her she deserves all the best!

Initially this was just an idea I had in the depth of my mind and I couldn't bring myself to write something so sad about Olitz (I'm all about the happy scenes! LOL!)

I may write other one shots if you like this one let me know in the reviews

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this ;)