A/N For my gladiators in suits out there I hope you are surving this hiatus. I wrote this one thinking about Liv and Fitz never really get to talk and fight. Second fanfic. Whoo! Some of you are looking at me how you going to write a new story before finishing one im talking about those of you who read House of Their Own. Its coming. I apologize for the delay. Reviews are welcome and if you want follow me on Instgram just PM me. Well all cylinders people and enjoy the ride. All charcters and references belong to Scandal, the ABC Family, and the great Shonda (who I hope doesn't destroy me without giving us Olitz in season 5)

In All Honesty

"What happens now?"

"Whatever we want."

After twirling her around and kissing every part of her face he sets her down and looks her in the eyes.

"Please tell me now that this isn't just a stolen moment. Liv I can't live like this anymore. I need you, I want you. I tried letting go after that bastard Andrew took you and changed your life. I saw that I needed to back off because I didn't save you. I didn't, don't argue me on that, you even said it. But I would do it all over again if it meant having you back and alive... Yes I have guilt for those who sacrificed their lives for my selfness but it is my burden to bare. I tried with Mellie but couldn't fully commit and I couldn't do that to her and myself. She is not you and never will be and even if this is a fleeting moment for you it is not for me, but I will take whatever you give me. I know we need to talk about a lot of things but please say it; I'm begging you forgive me and say you're in love with me too."

Liv had no words. She saw how lost and broken he was just like her. Taking his face in her hands she softly but with conviction "Fitz were in this together. I can't run and live in the darkness anymore. I've been waiting to stand in the sun when it was shining right in front of me the whole time. Yes we have to talk but that can wait. I love you; I'm in love with you. Always have been and always will be. This moment I'm Olivia and you are Fitzgerald. I forgive you."

Pulling his head the rest of the way down to meet her lips she seals her promise to him. In-between kisses they make what may seem like small promises that should go without speaking to anybody else but they are big to them.

"I'm not going to run." Liv speaks

"I'll never hurt you again." Fitz promises.

"I trust you."

"I need only you." Picking her up in my arms she felt like a feather but the world at the same time. Carrying her to the bathroom he sets her on the counter. He just gazes at her, "Go to Camp David with me tonight." He didn't have to wait long for her answer, "Yes." While still gazing at her he talks into the intercom.

"Steve I need this to be discreet. No one must know. I need to go to Camp David for the weekend."

"Understood Sir."

"And if there are cameras on my balcony delete them now."

"Yes Sir."

"Do not double cross me. I need your loyalty."

"You have it Mr. President. Sir excuse me if I step out of line I just need confirmation if White Dove is there."

"White Dove?"

"It is her code name. Before I came on to your detail Tom filled me in on your locations with her a long time ago. I came up with her code name."

"Good, but Tom betrayed me. Will I have to worry about you?"

"No Sir. If you'll excuse me I'll get your car and location secured. We should be ready within the hour."

While he was discussing preparations Liv hopped down and got a shower ready for them so they could wash away the day. Stripping down she enters the shower.

"You didn't wait for me," he says with a smile on his face and taking off his clothes.

"Well you better get in here because I plan on using all the hot water."

He hears it in her voice. It sounds sad and fearful and he has no idea why. Was it him? Did he push her too far? Did she invite him in because he was there? Finally climbing in the shower he takes in the beauty of his Livvie. She was small, the water running down made her mocha skin glisten even more than it already did, and her hair was in its curly state. He loved her curls; he never got to see them much. Then there were her pink plump lips that always beckoned to him and lastly her beautiful big brown eyes. Those eyes told him everything she was thinking and pierced to his soul. Walking up to her wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her close to him he felt whatever he heard in her voice leave her body.

"Hi."

"Hi"