Hi! Here my second Scandal fic, this will surely be a story with multiple chapters. I love to receive reviews so anything you think you can say it! Hope you like this. Mellie is my queen and it really broke my heart to see how much it hurt her to end things with Marcus. I thought I could give it a little expansion.


-I need to talk to you. -Mellie said in an evidently tense voice tone. Her face was contracted, like it was when something worried her and she didn't know what to do. Olivia recognized her body language at the first second.

-What is it?

Mellie kept her head down, her eyes fixed in the hem of her skirt. -I, uh… I'm late. -she almost whispered, like a shy little girl who did something terrible and feels ashamed of confessing to her parents.

-Wh… what do you mean? -Of course she knew what she meant. But the shock of the sentence, she needed to hear her say it.

-My period, Liv. It's late! -She repeated, and this time, her voice kinda cracked a little at the end. Someone else wouldn't notice, but it was Olivia she was talking to. She noticed.

-Okay… How many days?

-Uh… -she shut her eyes tightly trying to recount. -Three.

-Fine, that doesn't necessarily mean something. It's an acceptable margin.

-I vomited this morning, Liv. All my breakfast. And I've had three pregnancies, I know how my body feels and reacts and behaves. -She looked at Liv with wet eyes. Liv saw the tears coming at the edges of her eyes, and she felt sorry for her.

-Mellie… -she stood up, rounded the desk, and sat beside her to wrap her arms around her. -You do not have to worry, we will figure this out. I am going to help you.

-But will he?

Liv remained quiet for a few seconds, because she honestly didn't know how to respond to that. She knew Marcus would take his responsibility for this, but she couldn't be 100% sure. -Don't think about that yet. First we… Are going to verify it. Is it okay?

Mellie nodded yes.

-Good. Then, what if you go home, take a bath, get in bed, try to relax, and I go in a few hours with… You know what I'll bring.

-Yeah. -she smiled. -I do… That sounds good. Thank you. -she stared deep inside Liv's eyes. -Thank you for everything.

-Don't have to. Now, wipe those tears away, stand up, and go take care of whatever you have left in your schedule today.

-Okay. -Mellie smiled shyly again, stood up, grabbed her coat and left.

Liv remained looking through the glass of her office's doors for a while. Involuntarily thinking about the possible outcomes this may bring; the optimist good of life or the fatal shameful terror of a ruined career. The reactions. The harassment of the media.

In that second, her phone rang and woke her up from her non asleep dream. She walked to her desk, and took her phone, checking the identifier before picking up as she always did: Abby Whelan.

-Abby.

-Hey, everything okay?

-Yeah… how are you?

-Don't ask that.

Liv laughed shortly. -Okay.

-Listen, do you wanna have dinner with me tonight? IIII NEEEED YOU..

She laughed again at her friend's humor, who obviously needed to talk and relax. They knew each other better than anyone.

-Sure.

-Okay, can I land into your house?

-Yeah, bring the booze.

-That cannot lack. -from her chair at her office, Abby was craving for the time to leave and see Liv.

-Okay. See you.

-Bye.

She hang off the phone, then picked up the few papers still spread over the desk. She grabbed her coat and walked out of her office.


As soon as she closed the door of her apartment behind her, she took her phone and dialed Quinn's number. She instantly picked up.

-Liv.

-Hey, are you busy?

-Not much. Why?

-There is a pharmacy near your house, right?

-Uh… yes, why?

-Can I ask you for an enormous favor?

-Tell me.

-I need two pregnancy tests.

-WHAT? -Quinn's voice almost made her get her phone farther from her ear.

-I can't tell you what it is, but I'm fine. It's not me.

-Okay… anything else?

-No. Thank you Quinn, love you!

-Yeah. Bye -she replied with her already known sarcastic tone.


Liv took a look at the clock on her wall: 8:20. She was already on her fourth glass of wine and it was delicious, but she decided it was enough. If she was going to Mellie's house with such an important task to do, she couldn't be even dizzy.

She heard a knock on the door, and she instantly stood up walking impatiently to open it.

-Hey, come in.

Quinn stepped inside with a white plastic bag on her hand. Liv closed the door behind them.

-Here. -She handed her the bag. Liv took it, and opened it quickly taking a small glimpse of it. She saw two boxes.

-Thank you. -she smiled. -You want wine?

-No, thanks, I am tired so I just really wanna go home.

-Okay. Thanks again.

-Liv… are you sure you're okay?

-Yeah, why you ask?

-Well, because you asked me to bring you two pregnancy tests all of a sudden.

-Quinn, it's not for me, I told you.

And Quinn remained in silence for a few seconds, just staring at Liv sensing something else was going on. If this wasn't about her, then it must affect her in some way.

-Really, you don't have to worry. -Liv assured.

-Okay. -she slowly walked to the door and left.

Liv took a deep sigh, closed her eyes and thought about what she should do next.

She left the bag on the table, grabbed her phone, and called Mellie.

-Hey.

-You're awake?

-Yeah, I wasn't going to sleep until you came.

-I'm on my way. -she finished, and grabbed the stuff to leave.


Mellie was lying on her bed, guarded under the blankets that kept her body warm, yet nothing that could keep her soul in peace.

She hadn't eaten anything for hours, she couldn't eat. Not only for the nerves devouring her but also, she felt her stomach wouldn't tolerate anything. She really, really felt the sickness increasing every hour.

She heard the doorbell ringing, and she quickly stood up, tied her robe and went downstairs.

-Come in. -she said to Liv.

-Okay. Upstairs?

-Upstairs. -Mellie indicated her.

-Have you eaten something? -Liv asked her as they climbed up the stairs.

-No.

-Mellie. -she turned around and gave her this look a mother gives to her disobedient child.

-I can't eat, Liv, I feel like my stomach is going to come out of my body.

Liv didn't reply. She kinda knew a thing or two about sickness.

Both entered her bedroom, and walked straight to the bathroom. Mellie lowered her panties and sat, while Liv unpacked the two boxes and read the first's instructions.

-So?

-So… -Liv put the paper down and grabbed the little container the first test had attached. -Here. -she handed it to her.

-Okay -she whispered back.

-Do you want me to leave you alone? -Liv asked her as Mellie positioned the container between her legs.

-No, please stay… can you?

-Sure. -she smiled back.

The urine filled the vessel, and she carefully placed it on the floor. Liv grabbed it and with the same care, put it over the sink. Mellie cleaned herself, put her panties back and stood up. -We're doing it now?

-You want to fill the other one, and do the two at the same time?

Mellie fixed her eyes at the container, and remained a few seconds thinking at it. Her mind felt like wanting to drag her to a blur state and then put her to cry, but her will refused. There was no time for that. She had to face whatever the truth was. -No. No, let's just do this one.

-Okay. -Liv pointed at the box inside the sink, and Mellie pulled out the test. She put it inside the container, and breathed deeply. She felt like trembling, he was actually trembling.

-You're shaking. -Liv said. -C'mon, let's sit. You need to calm down.

Mellie followed her to her room like a child, and both sat on the edge of the bed. Liv took a look at her. She was looking to her legs. She stretched them, then bent them, and crossed them. She was obviously dead with nerves. -Mellie… -Liv took her hand in hers. -Look at me.

And she lifted her blue eyes to meet Liv's. -You have done this before.

-I can't be pregnant, Liv. I can't.

-Mellie, stop. Stop feeling pity for yourself.

-I know. Right? I'm being a child.

-Yes, you are… -she kept in silence for a few seconds, and noticed again the anguished expression in Mellie's face. -Let me ask you something.

-Yeah.

-In case it comes out positive… Do you… WANT, this baby? Mellie?

It took her some seconds to process her question. -Uh… yes. I mean, yes… I would love my child. In case there is a child.

-Good. Then, that's what you have to put your attention on. Nothing else.

Mellie smiled. -You always manage it to be right.

-I know a thing or two.

-What do you mean? -she frowned.

-Nothing. Just kidding. -she trying to dissimulate her mistake and promised herself to be more careful not to mention anything like that again.

-Let's check it. -Mellie said.

-Yes.

Both stood up and walked to the bathroom. -You want to do this alone? -Liv asked.

-Uh… yes, please. -Mellie replied, and Liv left closing the door behind her. Then she sat against it.

Meanwhile, Mellie stared at herself on the mirror. She felt like nothing was crossing her mind anymore. She didn't know if it was the calm that chatting with Liv may have brought her, or she was too tense to think about anything coherent. Anyhow, she couldn't wait anymore.