Hi everyone and welcome to my OLITZ fanfic! Honestly, I just started watching Scandal a few weeks ago and I'm HOOKED. I know the show stopped at season 7 but I wanted to write this fanfic inspired by an idea I had while watching season 5. This story takes place DURING the season 4 finale. Fitz has fired Cyrus, Olivia's dad is in jail, and Fitz has thrown Mellie out of the White House. This story starts right when Jake was standing at Olivia's door telling her to go take what's hers! The difference is, Olivia is scared to go take what's hers. She sees Jake as the SAFER option instead of taking the RISKY option and going after Fitz. Review and let me know what you guys think! I definitely need constructive criticism from my readers (if there is actually anyone out there who still watches Scandal like I do). Even though there is a Jake/Liv scene in chapter one this story is still all Olitz. Olitz is endgame obviously :) xo

"Olivia, go take what's yours" Jake said as he stood in my doorway.

I heard every word come out of his mouth, but I didn't know how to respond. Jake was telling me to go after Fitz but I didn't know or think it was the right call. What was I supposed to do, walk through the white house doors demanding to see Fitz at 11:00 at night? I really don't think so.

"What am I supposed to do Jake? Walk through the doors demanding to see the president of the united states at 11:00 at night? I don't think so" I laughed and waved him into my house.

I shut the door behind Jake as he walked towards my couch. I locked all four locks on my door, still feeling paranoid about someone breaking into my apartment to kidnap me again.

I watched as Jake eyed the glass of wine which was sitting on my coffee table. He picked up the glass and took a sip of the delicious aged red wine.

"This is some good stuff Liv" He laughed as he took another sip. "Get me a glass?" He asked politely.

I walked to the kitchen and grabbed him a glass. How could someone not like the aged red wine? It's honestly delicious. A sudden chill went through my body as the mention of aged red wine made me think of my father.

"So, why don't you go get what's yours Liv? I know you're in love with him" Jake said as he sat down on my couch.

I took a seat next to Jake and handed him the empty glass. He took the glass from me and started pouring himself some wine.

"For starters it's not easy to get what's mine" I laughed. "He is the president of the united states after all. After all this time I still dream about the day we finally go to Vermont together. The day when we stroll hand in hand down our perfectly green lawn with our seven children running all around us" I laughed once again and picked up my glass from the coffee table.

Jake sipped on his drink and watched me intently. I could see the pain in his eyes from the mention of Vermont. Even though it pained Jake to listen to my talk about Vermont with Fitz, it was the truth. Even though I wanted Vermont with Fitz that didn't mean I still didn't think about the sun with Jake. I still thought about it every single day.

"But…" My voice cracked as I spoke the word softly. "That doesn't mean I still don't think about the sun with you" I smiled and looked down at my glass.

"But, you also think about Vermont with Fitz" He laughed as he looked into my eyes. "Liv, I want the sun with you too but you're giving me nothing. I've told you I will gladly run away with you again if that's what you want. I know that's what you want, to run away, to escape everything and everyone. Even though your father is in jail that doesn't mean he'll stay there forever. We can still go Liv, we really can" He said with a serious tone.

I believed every word Jake was saying and honestly…being with Jake would be easy. I wouldn't have to hide my relationship with him, I could actually go out in public with him, and I wouldn't have people making me feel ashamed for my relationship with him. Being with Jake would be easy, probably too easy, but maybe easy is what I need. But is easy what I want? Things have never been easy with Fitz and I like that. I like being with him in secret, the thrill of sneaking around with him behind closed doors gives me a thrill which can't be described. Even though I can't walk around out in public holding Fitz's hand does not mean I couldn't build a real relationship with him. I know a relationship with Fitz could happen, it would just be tough like everything else in my life. Between my father and my mother my life is endlessly tough. Somedays being a gladiator is hard, getting out of bed is hard, and dealing with Abby is even harder. My heart hurt at the thought of how distant Abby and I had become ever since she started working at the white house.

"Liv…I lost you didn't I" Jake placed his hand on my knee.

His voice immediately broke me away from my thoughts and brought me back to reality. Back. Here. With. Him. In. This. Moment. Even though I should feel comforted by his touch I didn't. Even though I want the sun with Jake I also don't. I don't know what I want right now or who to choose, but one thing I am certain of is that I do want Vermont with Fitz.

Instead of thinking or choosing anyone I just acted in that moment. I grabbed Jake's hand and slid it off of my knee. I set my wine glass down on the coffee table and straddled Jake. I put both of my hands on his face and looked into his eyes. His eyes, his beautiful green eyes looked confused but still sparkled from the reflection of the light. I watched as Jake set his glass of wine down on the table next to my couch. His hands then immediately found their place on my hips where they comfortably rested.

I leaned my head in towards Jake's face and started kissing him. The minute my lips found his I heard a quiet moan escape his lips.

The next thing I knew I was being carried to my bedroom. I kept my legs firmly wrapped around Jake as he carried me to my bed. He softly set me down on the comforter and started kissing my neck. His hands moved to the bottom of my shirt where he began to take it off.

Is this what I want, is this what I really want? My mind started racing as I thought about the sun with Jake and Vermont with Fitz. Am I taking what's mine in this moment?

My mind continued to race as Jake slipped my shirt entirely over my head. I instinctively found the bottom of his shirt and started lifting it over his head.

His lips found my chest where he continued attacking me with his kisses.

Jake started kissing down my chest until he reached my breasts. I heard him sigh when he realized I still had my bra on. I let out a quiet chuckle at his annoyance. He reached his hands around to my back and unhooked my bra. I let my bra straps slide off of my shoulders and onto the comforter of my bed.

"You're so beautiful Olivia, did you know that?" He said right before kissing my lips.

I mumbled a "mhm" as he continued to kiss me.

His hands immediately found my naked breasts as we laid down on the bed. I suddenly started to feel cold from my lack of clothing, causing chills to run through my entire body.

His lips softly kissed my left nipple and then he moved to the right one, his favorite one. He started sucking on my right nipple causing a quiet moan to escape from my mouth. Even though I was here with Jake in this moment I couldn't get Fitz out of my mind. I thought about how Fitz likes to lightly bite my nipples rather than suck on them. The memory of the way Fitz's teeth lightly grazed my nipples caused a sudden warmth between my legs. I suddenly felt extremely turned on by the memories of Fitz. I felt guilty for thinking of another man while I was being intimate with Jake, but I couldn't help myself.

Jake must have sensed my sudden arousal because he started unbuttoning my pants while continuing to suck on my right nipple. I watched as his sucking turned into a slow licking.

After slipping off my pants, I started to help him take off his own pants, needing to feel something other than the kisses he was providing me with.

Jake got the message and winked at me as he slipped his boxers off.

I grabbed his dick with my right hand and started moving it up and down. I bit my lip as I heard him moan from the contact of my hand. I slid my hand up and down his dick slowly, causing him to let out another moan.

"You make it really hard to try and take things slow Liv" He barely got the words out.

I nodded my head at his words and continued to slowly jerk him off.

He used his right hand to start sliding off my panties, clearly not wanting to wait any longer to get inside of me.

As I watched Jake slide my panties off I remembered the last time Fitz took my panties off, with his teeth.

The memory of Fitz made me get even wetter than I knew I could. I felt more guilt take over my body as I watched Jake, the naked man right in front of me, take my panties off. Why can't I get you off of my mind tonight?

My thoughts of Fitz stopped just as quickly as they started when I felt Jake spread my legs and position himself over me. I felt his tip touch my wet and ready lips, realizing he was teasing me.

"Come on Jake" I closed my eyes, preparing myself for his entrance.

I cursed silently as I kept my eyes shut at the realization that Jake didn't even have a condom on. Even though I took my pill religiously I knew I should be using a condom with him anyway, just in case.

Jake slid his dick inside of me slowly, teasing me, making me want it even more. I moaned as the sudden filling of my tight hole hit me. It hit me good, really good. I needed this, I really needed this.

Jake lowered his head towards mine, placing a soft kiss on my lips. I wrapped my legs around him, feeling his body slowly move between my legs.

I thought about all the times I had been in this exact position with Jake and Fitz.

Jake's hand found my clit as he placed another soft kiss on my life. His thumb started rubbing my clit in a way that was undeniably pleasurable.

"Olivia! Olivia Pope are you home?" I heard sudden yelling coming from outside my front door.

The undeniable pleasure I was feeling was short lived when the yelling from outside my door started both me and Jake.

Jake quickly jumped up, causing his dick to quickly slide out of me. The loss of contact caused a quiet gasp to escape from my mouth, immediately missing the feeling of him inside of me.

I got out of the bed and slid my pants over my legs, buttoning them quickly. I asked Jake to quickly hook my bra as I turned my shirt inside out. I slid the shirt quickly over my head and ran towards the door. I couldn't tell who was yelling my name or why someone was yelling my name at 11 at night.

I quickly looked over my shoulder at my bedroom as I saw Jake continuing to get dressed. I was thankful he decided to put some clothes on.

My hands immediately found the four locks on my door and started twisting them. After quickly twisting the locks, my door was open.

"Oh thank God you answered" Michael said as he let out a loud sigh. "I was afraid Cyrus would kill me if I couldn't get in contact with you" He laughed.

"What the hell is going on Michael?" I furrowed my eyebrows and placed my hand on the door frame.

"Something happened to Ella, something really bad" Michael said with a look on his face I couldn't quite read. I was usually very good at reading people.

"What happened to her? Is she ok?" I asked.

"I-I.." He mumbled.

"Damn it Michael" I let out a loud sigh. "Where are Cyrus and Ella right now?"

"Hospital"

"Hospital?" I asked, suddenly feeling very worried from the lack of information Michael was giving me and for my God-child's health.

"She started having trouble breathing and wouldn't stop coughing. Cyrus thinks she swallowed something big" He said with big eyes.

I grabbed my purse and shut the door behind me. I guess this night won't have a happy ending after all.

Michael was silent on the ride to the hospital until we stepped through the hospital doors. He kept talking and mumbling information about what was wrong with Ella but he was making no sense.

"I can't believe you don't know what exactly is wrong with Ella, you do live in the same house with her" I said as I looked his way.

We continued walking down the hallway of the hospital and headed towards a small waiting room. I immediately saw Cyrus pacing up and down the waiting room with a nervous look on his face.

"Cy" I said as I stopped walking.

Cyrus immediately stopped pacing and started walking towards me. At first I thought he was going to hug me but he stopped before invading my personal space.

"Liv, I'm glad you're here" He said. "It's not good."

"What exactly happened?" I said as I crossed my arms over my chest. "Your husband was very vague on the ride here" I shot Michael a look of disappointment. I could see he was clearly worried out of the corner of my eye. Even though Michael and Cyrus weren't in love they still lived together and were raising Ella. Cyrus considered Michael to be an important part of his daughter's life now.

"The doctors think Ella has pneumonia or lung cancer" Cyrus face dropped and he took a seat in one of the many chairs behind him. I sat down right next to him and uncomfortably shifted my body in the seat.

"I'm so sorry Cy. How did all of this happen?"

"Where do I start?" He said as he barely managed to laugh. "After your boyfriend, I mean Fitz, your ex boyfriend, aka the president of the united states fired me-"

"Did you say fired you?" I cut him off, feeling shocked.

"Yeah, he fired me" Cyrus laughed again. "That asshole fired me" He placed his hand over his face and then slowly moved it down to rest under his chin.

"Why? What did you do?"

"It wasn't me who did anything, it was Mellie, that bitch. After being fired by Fitz I headed home. Ella came into my room right when I got home and she was coughing a bit" He paused and thought about what to say next. I could see how upset he was by everything that had happened to him tonight. "I didn't think her coughing could be more than a simple cold, I thought maybe she caught something from daycare. She woke me up at 10:00 and I noticed she was wheezing, coughing, and gasping for air."

"Oh my god…" I started imaging how scared Cy must have been just by the pained look in his eyes while he was telling me the story. Cyrus Beene isn't scared of anything anymore except for losing Ella and his job at the white house. He was scared of losing James but that fear is gone. I started to remember the last time I saw Cyrus this shaken up and I remembered what a mess he was after James died. I don't think he'd survive if he lost both his job and Ella. He might have a nervous breakdown and hire someone to kill people for him.

I startled as I heard my phone start ringing in my purse. I got up from the chair next to Cyrus and excused myself to the hallway. I started digging through my purse trying to find my phone. I found my cell phone but realized it wasn't ringing, it was our phone that was ringing. The phone was finally in my hands and I instinctively pressed the green button.

"Hi" I said into the phone, not knowing what else to say. I wasn't surprised to be hearing from Fitz but at the same time I was. We hadn't been speaking much lately and he rarely called me on the phone anymore.

"Hi" I heard him say.