Hi guys! This is my first ff so pleasssee bear with me! I've been thinking about writing this for a long time! Well here it goes! It includes flash backs and you will see a lot of familiar circumstances as well! Enjoy!

Hard On My Love

Sideline, Mistress, Home wrecker, Hussy, Whore.

Olivia swallowed hard trying to ignore the irritating feeling of a dry throat desperate for fluids. She reaches for the door handle and proceeds. The space was occupied by a sea full of piercing eyes and grinning faces. She didn't expect this. She would have never thought this could happen. How did she get here? Him. It was all because of the man she was now standing next to. He looked so good and so at peace. He stood tall and was wearing a black Armani suit, his curls perfectly fixed and his eyes. His deep blue eyes. Even though they were blue they had a clear marvel glaze in them. Tears forming. She looked divine. She looked like a Greek goddess with her hair falling to one side of shoulder. He looked at her and almost lost it. His Livvie was a beautiful woman. Especially in white.

"Do you Olivia Carolyn Pope, take Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III to be your lawful wedded husband. To have and to hold till this day forward"

She cleared her throat and slowly began to part her lips. She didn't want to cry but looking at him tearing up just sent her body into immediate panic. A panic that made her realize how much they meant to one another.

"Fitz. Of course I d…"

"NO! YOU WILL NOT MARRY HER! NO! SHE IS A WHORE! A HOME WRECKER! MEN DON'T MARRY THEIR MISTRESSES! THIS IS A MOCKERY BEFORE EVERYONE! YOU ALL WILL BURN IN HELL!" Mellie shouted as Tom and Bert grabbed her and escorted her out.

"Oh my god. Livvie baby I am so sor.. Livvie. Liv? OLIVIA?"

"Let us be!" Olivia shouted jerking up from her sleep.

"Livvie. Baby are you okay?" Fitz asked rubbing small circles on her back.

"Uhm yea, yea it's just... Never mind."

She said grabbing her phone off of the night stand to check the time.

"Liv it's just us. The entire weekend. Talk to me baby. Please tell me what's wrong."

"Would you ever really marry me? I mean do you really want me to be your wife someday?" She asked turning her entire body to him.

"Absolutely. Without a doubt. Livvie you are the love of my life and once this is over we will be free. Everyone will know we are together. You are my lady and I am your man." He grabbed her by her waist and started peppering kisses on neck and going down to her shoulder.

"Mmm." She moaned as he laid her flat on her back and slowly climbed on top of her.

"I. Love. You. "He whispered in her ear as he gently kissed it like it was a snowflake soon to evaporate. He left the ear and moved back to her neck, then to her shoulder-blade taking his time making sure he kissed her sensitive spot and moving down to her breast. He kissed her nipple and began to lick it just enough to earn a whimper escape her fully perched lips. Inch by inch he started to move down to her stomach. He stopped just before he indulged in her essences. He could feel the heat radiating from her now throbbing sex.

"Say it." He said looking up at her big brown eyes that where now filled with desire and anticipation.

"Use your powers on me. I, I mean sweet baby needs you."

He gave her a wide grin and without warning plunged into her wet waiting sex. He started off slow and eventually picked up speed as he felt her nails dig deep into his ravishing curls. He started to dart his tongue in and out of her, spelling her name and his as if he was marking his territory. She was losing it. This man could make her feel like the luckiest woman in the world. He started to insert two fingers as he continued to feast on his delectable woman. The pressure brought by his fingers caused her arch her back even higher and damn near pulling out a hand full of his hair.

"Oh Fi.."

Fitz groaned as she started to come. She tasted so sweet, a taste that completely controlled him and his every thought. As she reached the point of ecstasy, her body shuttered uncontrollably while trapping Fitz between her magical thighs.

"Mmm my sweet baby. Always mine. Forever Livvie." He said moving up to meet her eyes and palming her sweaty disoriented face.

"I love you too." Out of breath and slowly coming down. Olivia took one more look at him before she closed her eyes.

Present day

*****INCOMING CALL******

Olivia Pope

"Hi."

"Hi."

"Are you okay?"

Silence.

"I'm fine. How about you?"

"I'm good, Cy is about to go into cardiac arrest any minute now. He's hell bent on trying to figure out who released the news."

"That was your plan." She said gripping the phone so hard her hand began to shake.

"No. My plan was taken care of 24 hours ago."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"She gave up Liv. She signed the papers yesterday. We can start our life now Livvie. No more hiding. I don't know who released the story but I feel like a semi-truck has been lifted from my chest. Guessing by the lack of your input I take it you don't want this. You don't want me. You don't want us."

"It's just a lot going on Fitz. I'm happy but I don't know what to do."

"Okay, you don't know what to do? How about I make it easy for you, Good bye Olivia."

Olivia sank in her chair as she heard the phone dial tone. She loved this man so much and was willing to give up everything. Why now? Why back out now. She felt the burning sensation in her throat as she ran out of her office and into the bathroom. Clutching the toilet she began to sob uncontrollably. This was why. She was relieved none the less that the world now knew, but she couldn't be truly happy knowing something was off with her body.

"Olivia." Harrison said knocking softly on the stall door.

"Liv. You need to see a doctor. Do you want me to take you?"

"I can't. The press is on my ass. If I leave headed to a clinic the rumors will only get worse. What am I going to do? What if I am pregnant? I will be having this baby out of wedlock, my baby will be called a ba-"

"Don't you dare fix your mouth to say that Olivia Carolyn Pope. I don't give a damn what those vultures say, I know you. We know you. And if you are carrying his baby then so be it. You are a wonderful woman and this… whatever is going on with you will be just fine. First thing first you need to tell him liv. You can't leave him in the dark. You both have come too far to just shut down like this. Fight for him! Fight with him liv!"

"It's not that easy Harrison i..."

"What is wrong with you? What happen to the strong, defiant risk taking Olivia Pope? You are not Mother Teresa but dammit you are one hell of a helper, a fixer our gladiator. HIS gladiator. Go to him. Come on, I'll help you up."

******Incoming Call***

Olivia Pope

He grabbed his phone only to see her name flash across the screen. He was planning on throwing away the stupid burn phone liv gave him. It was a black sleek iPhone 5. One for liv and one for him, apparently Huck thought it would be a good idea to use for personal reasons obviously. Before he could answer it, it stopped ringing. Fitz stood hovering over the phone debating if he should call her back. Maybe she needed something. Maybe she just wanted to add salt to his wound. She was so happy and willing to give up everything to be with him once and for all. Now she was gone. Again.

"Mr. President. You have a visitor." Alice said opening the door wider to reveal Olivia.

"Fitz."

"Yes."

"We need to talk."

"No I am done with your games Olivia. I fight for us every single time and what do you do? You back out you drop out of the race. I know you love me and you've been through hell and back with me but you are very inconsistent. You're hot and cold all the time! I win you, correction EARN you and we are good for all of what 32 hours? I am tired of fighting for you but dammit I can't be without you I ca-"

"I think I'm pregnant."

She said palming her stomach only looking down at the floor.

"Livvie."