A/N: This is just to get it all started. I know, I know there's not a lot of Olitz in this chapter but I promise you there will be. So I know it's a really bad title. And a really bad summary, but just give it a shot. Read and Review!

Olivia Pope could not believe herself. This isn't who she was. She was not supposed to be almost holding hands in an elevator with a married man. A married man who was running for President of the United States. A married man who's wife happened to be her sister. The elevator doors opened before anything else could happen leaving Olivia to fall back against the wall and breathe. This couldn't happen. Mellie had been her best friend, and her family was nice enough to take her in after the death of her mother, and the disappearance of her father. Mellie had fixed her, and in return she was almost holding hands with her husband. What kind of person did that.

Flashback

Three days after new of Maya Lewis' plane crash reached Olivia Pope her father had disappeared. He went out one night and never came back. So she was placed in an orphanage, and the very first day she had arrived the Armstrong family whisked her away to North Carolina. Her adoptive parents, Larry and Elizabeth Armstrong were nice enough, but her true saving grace, in the South was their only daughter Melody Charlotte Armstrong. Or as everyone called her, Mellie. Despite their 11 year age difference, Mellie and Olivia became extremely close. Whenever Mellie wasn't out doing whatever 17 year old girls did, she could often be found at home with Olivia. Talking to her, playing with her, teaching her. They would talk about life in the south, and life before the plane crash, Mellie would spend hours braiding Olivia's hair while they watched the news, and playing countless numbers of board games, and Mellie would teach Olivia. About everything. Politics, current events and law mainly. Because even at the tender age of six, Olivia was proving to be very bright. Halfway through her first year in North Carolina, Olivia was already in third grade. But she never had any friends. Just Mellie. She was always so isolated. Until the night before Mellie went to college.

It was about 3 o'clock in the morning and Mellie couldn't sleep. She was going to college tomorrow. She was actually going to college. And not just any college. She was going to Harvard. And she was ecstatic, she was finally going to experience life on her own. Away from her parents, and she was going to start fresh. But on the other hand she was going to have to leave Olivia. The little girls parents had barely been gone two years and already she was losing someone else. Granted it was only college, but Mellie was all she had. It was just then that Mellie felt a small body climb under the covers with her.

"Melbel?" asked a soft voice "You awake"

"Yeah" replied Mellie smiling at the nickname Olivia used for her

"I don't want you to go. You're the only person I know here"

"Oh Ollie" Mellie breathed "You just have to get out there. Make friends."

"I don't know how"

"Just be yourself. You are beautiful, gentle, kind, smart, brave, and you are strong"

"You really think so?"

"I know so. Everyone will love you, you just have to let them know you. Like you let me know you"

"I'm gonna miss you Melbel"

"I'm gonna miss you to Ollie"

The next morning when Elizabeth and Larry went to wake up Mellie they found her hugging Olivia as they both slept. Unable to resist they took a picture, effectively waking both girls up. Olivia scampered out of the room immediately leaving Mellie alone with her parents, and leaving Olivia alone to cry. She didn't want Mellie to see how upset she really was. Mellie was her only friend. She sat like that in her room for a good half hour before realizing it was getting her nowhere. Crying didn't help her at all. All it did was waste time. She could be saying goodbye to Mellie, or making friends. So for the rest of that day she said goodbye to Mellie and she made friends. A friend to be exact. She went to the playground, and when she saw a boy taking away a girls doll. She got the doll back, introduced herself, and told the girl they were going to be friends. Her exact speech was "Here's your doll. My name's Olivia"

"My name's Abby"
"Lets be friends"

"Okay"

And they were inseparable ever since. That was the day she had made her first friend.

And it was all thanks to Mellie. Everything she became was thanks to couldn't do this to Mellie. Not after Everything Mellie had done for her. But why did it feel so right? Why did just standing next to Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III make her want go against everything she thought she knew- even her sister.

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