A/N: Hello Gladiators! I would like to start by thanking you for picking this fiction to read. I just started watching Scandal about a month ago. I am absolutely in love. Sorry Olake fans but this girl is an OLITZ all the way. This is my first Scandal FF. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter One

Life was starting to spin out of control. Olivia was the common denominator in everything. Maybe if she took herself out of everyone's lives then maybe things would calm down.

The election had just ended. Her job was done for the president. And he was not going to leave his wife now. They had just lost a son. Their child was murdered! She didn't want him to be paying attention to her. Instead if she wasn't there then he could be paying attention to his wife and two other children.

Her father had offered her a plane to head off to another place. Now she was seriously considering taking him up on the offer.

She had most of her apartment packed up just in case she didn't come back for months. She put some suitcases together to take with her.

"Dad, is that offer still available?" She asked into her cell phone.

"Yes." He responded. He couldn't help but smile a little. He wanted her to get away for a while. Maybe for good. Start over fresh somewhere else.

"Can you call them and let them know that I am coming."

"Where are you going?" Her father asked.

"I am not going to tell you or anyone else. Thanks!" She said and then hung up her phone.

She grabbed her suitcases and headed to the airport.

~Scandal~

The White House and the Oval office was eerily quiet. For a building that was almost always in constant go, go, go. You could hear a pen drop. Fitz walked into his office with such sorrow on his face. He just knelt down on the Presidential seal. All his energy to do anything left.

Mellie walked into his office and was surprised to find him on the floor. She quickly walked over to him and laid a hand on his shoulder.

"Fitz...what do you need?" Mellie asked in a very quiet voice.

"Liv." He breathed her name. "Where is Liv?"

Mellie pulled his office phone from his coffee table and dialed her number. She knew the number by heart. As much as she didn't like the fact that her husband was having an affair with her, she was needed some times. 1, 2, 3, 4 rings and still no answer.

Mellie just shook her head. "She is not answering."

Fitz put his head into his lap. Where did she go? What happened to her? Why wasn't she here?

~Scandal~

Olivia walked up to the front door of this gorgeous house. There were mountains in the distance about 5 miles away. Just a little snow on the peaks. The land was flat with luscious green grass for as far as she could see. There was not a single house around for miles. She didn't have to worry about being bothered.

This wasn't a house that she could rent. This was a house that she had the keys to. He gave her the keys the first time he had brought her here. This was their house. The spacious house that he had built for her, for them. The house that they were going to grow old in. Have children and make jam. This was their dream. And he built it for her.

Fitz was the only person that even knew this house was here. No one from her world knew that they even had one. What a better place to run off to then their house.

She walked into the very spacious two story living room and just smiled. The last time she was here, they spent the night on that floor in front of that glorious fireplace. Their first time in this house was magical and beautiful. Even though their first few moments were filled with fighting. Now she couldn't even remember what they had fought about.

She put all her things down and walked into the kitchen. This kitchen would make a chef jealous. It was spacious and with restaurant equipment. She searched through all of the cupboards for the one thing she couldn't live without. She opened a door that lead to a closet sized cellar. Walls covered in wood with wine bottles from top to bottom.

Her heart skipped a beat. He had thought of everything in her dream house. She grabbed a bottle. She poured herself a large glass of wine and started to explore the house. The last time she was there they hadn't had time to tour the house. She walked through all the rooms.

There was a massive office for both Olivia and Fitz. He knew that even though she would move to Vermont, she wasn't going to give up her job. There were four guest bedrooms. They were all decorated as if you were living in a log cabin in the woods. Large windows to with views to the mountains in the distance.

Finally, double doors at the end of the hallway opened up to a very spacious, vaulted ceilings and floor to ceiling windows, master bedroom. The room was filled with lots of natural lighting and wood beams along the ceiling. She stood in the middle of the master bedroom and studied it. There was something wrong with it, but she couldn't put her finger on it. A minute or two later it hit her. She was going to have to put a little woman's touch to it. Fitz tried but it was still too manly.

She just smiled to herself as she looked at the furniture and the decorations. She then walked into the massive closet that somewhat reminded her of the walk-in closet at the white house. More than enough room for the two of them. She then found the master bathroom. There was a beautiful crawl foot tube, a full glass shower and his and her vanity sinks.

He really had thought of everything. Their house was breath taking.

She went and settled herself in.

~Scandal~

Fitz was sitting at his desk staring blankly at his cellphone. Just hoping for it to ring. For it to be her voice that was coming through. Where had she gone? Had she really left him? He knew things were tough but they were getting along. He thought they were getting along.

"Tom?" Fitz yelled out into the hall.

"Yes sir?"

"I need to see for myself."

"Sir?"

"I need to see if Olivia left." He looked at Tom with conviction in his eyes.

Tom didn't say anything. He simply nodded his head yes and walked out of the office.

They arrived at her apartment. He got a key from the landlord. The one good thing about being president of the United States was that most people didn't question his requests.

He walked into her apartment and left his secret service detail outside. Dread fell over him. The sight of her empty apartment was one that he thought he would never have to see. That was until they were moving to Vermont together. He walked into her bedroom. Her bed was still there. He just stared at it. Almost as if he could force her back just by his stares.

Tom heard noises coming from inside and decided to go in. As he walked through the apartment he heard screams as if someone ran their nails down a chock board. He walked in to find his boss on his knees along Olivia's side of the bed.

Fitz had just lost a son and now the women he loves more than anything on this earth.

He had stayed at her apartment for hours. Fallen asleep in her bed just trying to be closer to her. She was his downfall. The one thing that would make him do anything. Tom came to wake him up.

"Sir!"

He hadn't heard him.

"Sir...Mr. President!"

This time he stirred out of his sleep. Within moments the dread and sorrow were back. Tom handed him his cellphone and walked back into the living to wait for him.

"Don't worry, I am safe."

(How was that? Of course this is my first Scandal FF so please leave comments and feedback. I know I am late to the party but I couldn't help it. This FF wouldn't leave my mind. Next we will see if Olivia tells Fitz where she is. Any suggestions, feel free to leave a comment.)