Olivia walked into her old college professor's Cyrus Beene's office with one thought in mind 'Why was she here?' it was simple really. Olivia was a fixer, and not just any fixer a nation wide fixer, as well as a starlet with millions of fans in her back corner. Cyrus would never have called Olivia if it wasn't a last resort so she knew something big was happening.

"Ah, Olivia. There you are." Cyrus said, standing from his seat at his desk. He walked around to give her a hug which made her smile, she hadn't seen him in a total of six months and she missed his antics and brilliant personality. He looked free now that he'd ditched the stepford act and was being himself, in an exclusive relationship with his life partner James Novak.

Once he'd let go and retreated back to his seat, Olivia noticed a man seated in one of the arm chairs in front of the bid mahogany desk. His back was to her and he was furiously typing something, she keyed in that he was the one that Cyrus called her about. She moved towards Cyrus's desk to get a closer look, the man had a mane of thick, curly s-shaped brown curls and a God-like face. He had an Adonis-like body that made her just want to swoon for days, she couldn't get a good look at his eyes without being obvious but from what she could see it was a dark cobalt, dark grey color or maybe a mix between the two.

"Fitzgerald Thomas Grant The Third, meet Olivia Pope." Cyrus said, the man- Fitzgerald stood up and looked at Olivia. He allowed himself to take in the mocha-colored Goddess that stood merely a few inches away from him. She had long black, nearly brown hair that stopped at mid-back, large chocolate brown eyes, full pink, pouty lips and an hourglass figure. Her skin a soft, smooth and glowing mocha texture, what he wouldn't give to have her small frame wrapped around him.

"Hi." He said, finally able to talk.

"Hi." She said, their eyes locked, deep cobalt blue meeting wide chocolate brown. There was so much transferred in that first look, Olivia couldn't help but blush at the fact he was staring at her so intense. He was intimidating and that wasn't an easy feat, Olivia Pope never met someone who intimidated her. She was the Lioness in the white hat after all, but looking at him he was the top dog.

"Olivia, we have a problem." Cyrus said, breaking the pair out of their intense gaze. Olivia snapped her eyes over to Cyrus, he was calling her 'Olivia' which meant that he was deadly serious. She wondered what was so bad, that he wouldn't call her 'Liv'.

"What's the problem?" She asked, removing her jacket and gloves. She set them on the chair next to Fitz, along with her purse and walked around the large desk to stand next to Cyrus's seated form. She stared at the file in front of him, a picture of Fitz with a woman was on the right side. The woman had dark brown hair, a shade lighter than Olivia's and cold, blue eyes. She was just a little younger than Fitz by appearance. She read 'Millicent Grant' in bold letters, her heart dropped at the thought of Fitz being married.

"This is Fitz's wife-"

"My bane of existence, more like it." Fitz spat with venom, Olivia knew she was missing something. Based on the picture, she could tell they were faking it. By their facial expressions, she knew they weren't all smiles because the smiles didn't reach their eyes. Fitz looked like a man who hadn't been screwed in nearly a decade, whilst Millicent looked like an over-pleasured, cold-hearted bitch.

"Mellie, she's been a constant problem in his life and now she's out of control." Cyrus continued, as if Fitz hadn't interrupted him.

"What do you mean?" Olivia asked, flipping the pages to photo's of Mellie meeting with different people, she noticed a few as key players in the nation's circle.

"I married Mellie out of blackmail, she was blackmailing my family and my father forced me into it. My parents have so many skeletons in their closet and normally I wouldn't give a damn, but I love my mother and I don't want to see her suffer because of them." Fitz said, with a passion. He needed to get rid of Mellie, she was starting to spiral out of control and he knew it wouldn't be long before she blew the top off his island.

"What's she been up to, by the looks of it she's had quite a few key conspirators." Olivia said, in curiosity.

"Mellie loves Fitz." Cyrus sighed, Fitz rolled his eyes. "She does, she may be bat shit crazy but she does love you and the fact you're always shitty to her is putting us in peril."

"I'm always shitty to her because she's a manipulative bitch!" Fitz snarled. "I don't need her in my life, Jerry was the only reason I stayed with her even with the blackmail but now that he'd gone. I want out, she's taken this too far. She's always been horrible and the fact she treated her son with less than anything but love isn't lost on me, the woman wouldn't know love if she'd been shot in the ass with an arrow by cupid himself."

Olivia was shocked and slightly aroused, at the tone he'd taken as well as the way his pupils dilated when he spoke. She watched as he ranted off about their son, she wondered what he meant by gone. He couldn't be more than twenty-seven, maybe twenty-eight. So his son would have to be young, seeming they both came from respectable families. At least used to, Millicent Bradford now Millicent Grant's family had lost their fortune and high status due to her father's alcoholism and countless affairs.

"Gone?" Olivia questioned.

"Jerry, Fitzgerald Thomas Grant The Fourth, died three months ago." Cyrus said, in a nonchalant tone. Olivia knew Cyrus hated children, it was no secret so she wasn't all that shocked when he spoke in the tone he did. At least he had the sense, to show some remorse, which was a lot coming from Cyrus Beene of all people.

"I'm sorry for your loss." Olivia, said, looking at Fitz. He simply shrugged.

"He's better off, my life is an epic cluster fuck and Mellie is no better. I know he's in a better place now and that's good enough for me, to keep my mind at peace." Fitz said, Olivia could see the sadness in his eyes and it made her slightly sad.

"What does she have on you?" The question that had been hanging in the air, ever since Olivia laid eyes on Fitz's and Mellie's picture.

"Not me, but my mother." Fitz corrected.

"Alright, what does she have on your mother?" Olivia asked.

"I can't go into descriptive detail, but lets just say when my mother was younger she did some things that would ruin her, the third party and of course my family's reputation. What she did, is enough to send this nation into a tail spin. It would tear down a well respected public official, as well as her. It would be a death sentence, if the truth ever got out." Fitz said.

Olivia nodded. She didn't need him to go into detail, at least for now. She could help them as long as they all kept a straight head, they would need all the man power they could get because it seemed like Mellie Grant was playing hard ball. She already had a few key conspirators in her back corner, so she was safe for now but Olivia was going to tear her apart. For some reason she felt a protective and possessive claim over Fitz and she was going to help him, she was going to free him.

X X X

Fitz finished up with Cyrus quickly and made his way out of his COO's office, rushing after Olivia. He found himself wanting to talk to her again, he felt a connection to her and he knew she felt it too. He couldn't let her get away from him, without at least finding out if she was single. 'As if that matters' he thought, he wanted her, needed her and he wouldn't let anything get in the way of what he wanted.

When Cyrus first brought up the idea to bring a woman in to help, he wasn't all that thrilled. He wanted him to go with Leo Bergen, because he'd helped with the Sally Langston scandal. He'd covered up the murder of Sally Langston's husband by making it look like a suicide and attempted assault.

He knew Leo Bergen, he didn't know Olivia Pope though he heard she was the 'It' of the nation, she was number one; whilst Leo Bergen was second to her Queen of England. Now that he'd met Olivia and they'd gone over a number of plans, he could tell Cyrus had made the right choice.

Olivia was a smart young woman, he knew she'd do her best to turn the whole situation around on Mellie. He wasn't keen on destroying Mellie because she was the mother of his deceased son and he owed it to Jerry not to slander her name, but he wasn't sure yet. He wanted to be absolutely sure, Mellie had nothing to do with Jerry's death which was caused by Bacterial meningitis caused by poisoning.

He still didn't have all the facts but as soon as he found out, he would condemn Mellie. He would crucify her for murdering their son in cold blood, once it was confirmed. He just had to wait and be smart about it, not offering too much up yet. He hadn't spoken to anyone about his concerns because he had a feeling Cyrus had a loyalty to Mellie though he was helping Fitz.

Fitz was brought out of his thoughts when he noticed Olivia talking to a man with sandy blonde hair and green eyes, he was muscular and wore a sharp black suit with a white dress shirt and black tie. He wore dark glasses and was holding a white Mercedes Benz CLA car door open for her as they spoke.

"Olivia." Fitz said, the man's eyes snapped to Olivia's and he assessed Fitz.

"It's alright Dane, he's no threat." Olivia said, the man- Dane nodded and moved towards the drivers' door and climbed in, shutting it behind him. Olivia watched Fitz with curious eyes. "What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if you'd like to have dinner with me?" Fitz blurted, releasing a breath.

"Dinner?" Olivia repeated.

"Yes."

"With you?"

"Of course, unless you're seeing someone." Fitz said, raising both his eyebrows.

"No." She said, he felt his heart drop. "I mean, I'm not seeing anyone."

"So you're single?" Fitz said, watching her face carefully.

"Yes."

"So would you have dinner with me?" He repeated his earlier question.

"You're married." She pointed out.

"Soon to be divorced." He corrected.

"I don't get involved, with attached men." Olivia said, looking through narrowed eyes.

"I'm not attached, my marriage is a business deal, Olivia. A soon to be ended business deal." He said, careful not to go into specific details in case prying eyes and ears were near.

"I'll see you at OPA on Monday with Cyrus at ten." She said, dismissively. "Have a good weekend."

Olivia released a breath as the door shut and Dane took off, leaving Fitz behind with a determined mind. She could feel his gaze on the car as it moved down the street. She had never felt an overwhelming feeling before, he was so intense. She had a hard time saying no, but she knew getting involved with him would be messy.

"I will indeed, Ms. Pope." Fitz chuckled to himself. "Tom!"

The head of his security and personal bodyguard Tom Larsen was by his side within a millisecond, he stared at his boss waiting on instructions. All that was going through his head was 'Oh boy, Boss's got it bad' he'd never seen his boss look at anyone the way he did Olivia Pope. He knew what was headed their way in the future, just by the way the two looked at each other. Even if the pair knew it or not.

"Yes, sir?"

"I want a background check on Mrs. Pope and I'd also like it within the hour." Fitz barked, as they walked towards the black Bentley. Oh, Olivia was going to be his. He would make sure of it, he smirked to himself as Tom pulled away from GEI (Grant Enterprises Incorporated).

X X X

It was just after midnight when a call came to Olivia's phone, she was curled up on her couch watching late night news, sipping on a glass of sparkling cider and eating popcorn. She answered the phone without looking at the caller ID expecting her older brother Harrison or older sister Lydia to be calling her.

"Hello?" Olivia said, yawning.

"Hi." The smooth baritone voice said, she instantly blushed knowing just who had called her.

"Hi." She replied.

"So, have you thought about my offer for dinner?" He questioned.

"Fitz..."

"Livvie..." He countered, Olivia sobered blinking repeatedly.

"Livvie?" She questioned.

"It fits you." Was all he offered up.

"How'd you get my number?" She questioned.

"I'm the most powerful man in the business world, did you really think I wouldn't try to find you, Livvie?" He breathed into the phone, Olivia shifted her feet under her. "I know you felt the connection between us earlier, we could barely take our eyes off each other. I've never been so attuned to someone like I am you, a connection like ours is once in a lifetime according to my mother."

"Fitz I..." Her breath caught in her throat, she didn't know what to say. Would he be okay with the baggage that came with being Olivia Pope? Would he want her for a long term type relationship? Was he just using her for a casual one night stand? Was it only mutual attraction between the two? 'Lie' her mind told her, she felt more than just an attraction to Fitz and to be honest it frightened her.

"Just one night, Livvie." He begged, she could tell it wasn't in his character to do so. "One night."

"One night." She agreed, feeling out of her element. She'd never felt so out of control before.

"I'll come pick you up tomorrow at eight, is that alright?" He asked.

"Perfect." She whispered.

They stayed on the phone for one minute longer, in silence. It was safe, it was comforting, it was them. Olivia knew she was in over her head but she was going to place all her cards on the table, before they were in too deep. She wanted Fitz to know how she felt, she needed reassurance he wouldn't leave her or use her.

X X X

Fitz stood at Olivia's loft door with a bouquet of tiger lilies, his Security Advisor Gideon Wallace told him they were Olivia's favorite. He also told him, Olivia's favorite color is white. He'd barely slept a wink the night before, his thoughts surrounded by Olivia. He knew tonight was the make or break it, he had to sweep her off her feet if he wanted a future with her.

He just hoped she would agree to him, he knew he had a lot of baggage but he was working on freeing himself from the confines that enslaved him. He wanted Olivia, he wanted her as his wife, and as the mother of his children. All last night he'd thought of her, and a boat load of kids with a blend of their skin tones, eye colors, and features.

It was four o'clock, he was early and he knew it but he was anxious and needed to see her. He couldn't wait any longer so he had Tom and Hal bring him by earlier than planned. He took deep breaths as he thought of finally seeing his Livvie in person again. 'His' was what went through his mines. He didn't want her to belong to anyone else.

He finally knocked on the door, waiting as he heard the faint sound of footsteps and finally the door was thrown open to a scantily clad Olivia, with a mane of thick curls that were a bit tighter than his s-shaped ones. Olivia wore a silk light blue robe, that stopped at mid-thigh and a red lace bra and panties set.

"Hi." She said, surprised he was there so early.

"Hi." He said, clearing his throat. He had to think of something very gross or at the very least erection throwing because he was growing hard just looking at her, as she bit her lip.

"You're early." She said, breathing in his masculine scent.

"Sorry, I just couldn't wait. I had to see you." He said. Olivia's eyes lit up as he handed her the bouquet. "These are for you."

"Thank you." She smiled, she gave him the once over. He looked like he stepped straight out of a GQ magazine, with his grey suit and light blue tie. She could feel her cheeks warming as thoughts of him taking her claimed her mind as well as thoughts. She was starting to become someone different when she was with him, someone she hadn't been in years.

"Come in," She said, finally remembering her manners. He smiled as she moved for him to enter her loft, he stepped inside and watched as Olivia hesitated for a second before walking into the hall. He stared at her in question as she knocked on the only door on the other end of the hall.

"Ms. Pope?" Dane questioned.

"Dane, would you mind if-" She looked towards Hal and Tom in question.

"Tom."

"Hal."

They say at the same time, she smiled and nodded.

"Would you mind if Tom and Hal, hang out with you until I leave?" She asked.

"Sure, not at all." He said, gesturing for the pair to enter. They were hesitant at first, but one look from Fitz told them they were to do as she asked.

As soon as she entered her loft, they went inside of Dane's apartment. Olivia smiled at Fitz as she went to the kitchen to put her flowers in water. Fitz followed her, as she walked through her loft. It took up most of the floor, with a small but big enough apartment space for Dane her personal security.

"So you did a background check on me." Olivia stated.

"How'd you?"

"My Security Advisor, Huck told me. A Gideon Wallace, someone under your payroll looked me up and went even farther than what was legal to gain access on me." She shrugged, as she placed the now watered bouquet vase on the kitchen counter.

"Are you mad?" He asked.

"I guess not, but it would have been better if you'd have just asked me." She said.

"I like control, I exercise control in all I do." Fitz stated, he was a natural born leader. It should have been expected by all, that he was controlling and territorial, as well as possessive. It was who he was, in a way or at least apart of who he was as a whole.

"I guess we have a common factor." Olivia said, walking back towards the living room where they sat on her white sofa. "I like control, I hate being out of control. It frightens me..."

"Yes, well. I can understand that." He said.

"So what have you found out about me?" Olivia questions, staring at him with a cocked eyebrow.

"You love the color white, you hate when your hair is curly." He reaches out and twirls one of her curls, between his fingers liking the silky smooth texture. "I love them by the way." He grins. "You're twenty three, a brain child and a award achieving actress. You own your own Crisis management firm and you're the daughter of Jeffery and Vivian Wright."

"You have a twin brother, Harrison who's older than you by an hour because you were breached. You have an older sister. Lydia who is married to D.C. Senator Edison Davis, who has three children. You have a grandfather Eli Pope who works at the Smithsonian in D.C. as the curator." He smirked. "Your brother is your partner, but you have a friend Stephen Finch, who's a silent partner."

Olivia nodded. "Huh, so you basically know what everyone else knows. Well minus the silent partner thing. That is in fact silent for a reason."

"I understand." He said.

"Is that all he's found?" Olivia demanded, wanting to know what else he knew.

"Yes, for now. He's still looking."

"Why?"

"I want to know everything there is to know about you." He shrugged, as if it was obvious.

X X X

After Olivia got dressed and applied makeup, as well as straightened her hair they traveled to Vito, his building that he owned and lived in. Fitz lived in the penthouse, the whole floor was together, the windows went around the whole penthouse. She found herself loving the view, he had.

His housekeeper, Mrs. Madden had already started on dinner and they were waiting in the great room. Olivia was marveling his view, she absolutely loved the LA skyline especially at night. She left him before she saw him, he walked up behind her, making the little hair she had on her body stand up.

"What can you tell me about your childhood?" He asked.

"Well, one time. Harrison and I were left alone with Lydia, while our parents had their weekly date night. Well Lydia decided to be sneaky and invite her boyfriend of that time over to the house, it was so funny because she sneaked him in and everything and she put us to bed early. Harrison and I decided to mess with her, because we didn't want to go to bed and we didn't like her boyfriend." Olivia smiled. "He was a bit of a jerk and he'd grope her all the time, no matter where they were. He was even bold enough to do it in front of dad, anyway. They were in the family room having a heated make-out session, when Harrison and I got our family's dog Archie dirty. He came barreling into the living room covered in mud and shook all the dirt all over the place, Lydia's face was priceless."

"Archie didn't stop there though, he went to attack her boyfriend. He ran screaming, trying to get away from Archie but what was funny was Archie literally followed him. When Archie finally tackled him, he started to hump him at the exact moment mom and dad came home." Olivia giggled. "Our dad was pissed, he literally went for his shot gun, whilst our mom grabbed the broom and started swatted at the guy."

"Harrison and I, kneeled by the steps and watched. Lydia was grounded for a whole six months, only able to go to and from school. While Harrison and I, got to go to the family's fun spot with Mom, Dad and Grandpa." Olivia reveled in the memory of that year.

"You guys, seem like the evil spawns. Middle-aged mothers warn people about." Fitz teased, Olivia pouted and he swallowed. He moved in, and Olivia followed in sync as if a magnet was pulling them towards each other.

"Sorry to interrupt, but dinner's ready." Mrs. Madden said. Breaking the pair out of their private morning, Fitz cleared his throat and nodded at her. "If that's all, I'll be downstairs in the living room until your done?"

"You may retire for the night, I'll take care of the dishes." Fitz said relieving her, Mrs. Madden nodded and bid the pair a good night.

Fitz helped Olivia up and led her to the kitchen, they sat together at the breakfast bar and Olivia marveled at the meal. He had everything down pat, Fettuccine Shrimp Alfredo, Chocolate Mousse and Renteria Cabernet Sauvignon Red Wine, her favorite. She sighed as she knew she couldn't indulge in the wine.

Fitz sensing her disappointment asked her. "What's wrong?"

"I..." This was it, she had to tell him. She was scared of his reaction.

"Livvie?"

"Fitz..." Her eyes were sad.

"You can tell me anything, Livvie." Fitz pleaded, wanting to know what was on her mind. "Please?"

"I'm Pregnant." Those two word, broke Fitz's heart. Gideon didn't tell him she was pregnant or that she was seeing anyone, and she told him herself she was single. He couldn't fight the possessive, jealous and silent rage that tore through his whole being.

"What?" He said, his voice cracking. Olivia winced, at the look in his eyes.

"It's not what you're thinking. I can explain." She said.

X X X

So far we have Fitz & Liv meeting.

Olivia and Fitz's immediate attraction, Fitz business arrangement marriage.

Olivia's fears, and loss of control.

Fitz in power and control.

Mellie a manipulative, snake in the garden.

Cyrus's loyalty?

And let's not forget, Liv's pregnant?

Olitz & HEA Ending.

I know where this story is going, just give it a chance :)

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