Ok so, I began this one shot yesterday, and wasn't sure if I wanted to keep it a one shot or make it a story. The amount that I have written for this chapter alone, sort of answered the question for me and I have to break this one shot down into multiple chapters. So a mini story it is. My Christmas gift to you all is that there will be no games, no angst, no Mellie or Jake, and honorable mentions of everyone else. This is thirteen days of overly sweet, diabetic inducing, Kleenex wasting, nauseatingly fluffy Olitz. I hope you all enjoy, and Merry ChrismaHanuKwanza to you all. XO
The First Day of Christmas
It has been snowing for the past three days, but today had to have been the worse. The plows were out in full force, but their efforts proved futile as the paths they had cleared, were covered again mere minutes later. The airports had been shut down just moments ago as it was growing harder for planes to be prepped for safe landing or takeoff. A State of Emergency had been declared down the Eastern coast, spanning from Maine to North Carolina. It was the storm of the century, and he could only pray she'd be arriving soon.
The blizzard was definitely growing in intensity, and was showing no signs of stopping. The winds were howling, and Fitz shivered as he heard the harsh winds ripping through the air. This was one of those moments where you could see, hear, and feel the cold. It was a drastic change from the dry, sunny days in Santa Barbara that he was used to, but he wouldn't trade this weather for the world.
Fitz and his best friend Stephen were trying to decide how they wanted to spend their winter break. It was Fitz's senior year of undergrad, and he wanted a change from sun and sand this Christmas. Since their fathers (who were the owners of Grant & Finch oil) would be overseas conducting business and their mothers would be joining them, Fitz and Stephen decided they wanted to spend a few days on the slopes. After some strategic planning, the guys settled on Vermont. They spent a scheduled Christmas with their parents on December 23, and left for Vermont on Christmas Eve.
When Fitz and Stephen arrived at their cabin, they were shocked their parents had booked such a huge place for the two of them, but they were thankful as this meant they would have enough space to throw a killer party. There was no arguing over sleeping arrangements, as the cabin had two master bedroom suites of equal size and identical in amenities, one located on either end of the house. They spent Christmas just relaxing in their cabin, both absorbed in a NBA 2K10 tournament as the game was Fitz's present to Stephen. Afterwards, they indulged in a lengthy game of Madden 10, as that was Stephen's gift to Fitz.
It wasn't until the 26th that they finally had everything unpacked. They were now bored out of their minds with their games, neither knowing why they didn't just use Gamefly and rent them instead. With the walls of their cabin finally beginning to close in on them, Stephen and Fitz went on the hunt for people to invite to their gathering. What began as a mission to invite the hottest girls at the lodge for their get together was quickly thwarted when Stephen set his sights on a tall red head sitting by the fireplace, drinking hot chocolate.
"Fitz, I'm gonna go find out the deal with red over there."
"Be careful dude, she looks like she bites."
"I'm counting on it."
Stephen walked over to the redhead with a newfound assurance. The closer he got, the more confident his strides became. But the moment she looked up and their eyes met, Stephen knew she was more than a conquest; he needed to know any and everything about the woman sitting before him.
"Hello" Stephen said, his shaky voice betraying his feelings.
"Hey" The redhead replied as she looked at the man standing before her. He was tall, slightly muscular, and his accent... Abby clenched her thighs together and prayed this wasn't some cruel joke God intended to play on her this week.
Stephen cleared his throat and extended his shaky hand. "I'm Stephen Finch."
"Abigail Whelan. But my friends call me Abby."
Only the sounds of the crackling fire filled the room as Stephen and Abby's eyes locked once again. They said nothing for what seemed like forever, until Fitz appeared in the distance, motioning for Stephen to ask her out.
"Have dinner with me" Stephen blurted out, his face immediately turning red with embarrassment at his brazenness.
"I'd love to, but I'm here with a friend. I can't just leave her behind." Abby replied although she really wanted to get to know this man more.
"Well.. Um... Bring her along." Stephen said, earning him a questioning look from Abby. "What I mean is, I'm here with my friend and probably shouldn't leave him either. But if we bring them, maybe we could let them do their thing, while we get to know each other better?"
Abby sat quietly for a moment chewing on her bottom lip as she pondered this offer. She'd probably have to endure the rant from hell, but she did want to know more about Stephen as well. "Ok.. Let's do it."
The smile that crossed Stephen's face made Abby blush a deep shade of red. Stephen gave Abby the address to the cabin, and told her that they could dress casually if they liked. Abby looked at her watch and realized she had been gone far longer than she intended to be. The two made plans to meet at his cabin at 7, and then parted ways to get ready. With an extra bounce in his step, Stephen walked back over to Fitz and slapped him on the back.
"Time to get ready." He said with a devilish smile on his face.
Fitz looked at Stephen as if he had truly lost his mind. "Ready for what?" Fitz asked incredulously.
"For our dates tonight. Abby is bringing her friend for you, something about not wanting to abandon her."
"So wait, you spend the night with the hot redhead, and I what? Get the ugly fat friend with pimples who won't even leave their room? Nah, I'll pass."
"C'mon Fitz, please? What if her friend is hot and ends up one day becoming your future wife?"
Fitz thought over it for a minute and decided that there would be no harm in one night with this person. It's not like he'd ever see her again. "You owe me."
"I definitely do."
While Stephen decided to begin getting ready early, Fitz decided to go check out the slopes for a bit. It was there he saw her. She was dressed in a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, and a pair of white ski boots. She had on a white North Face coat, and the cute white earmuffs he'd ever seen.
Since when are earmuffs cute...
Fitz tried to continue on his path, but something was beckoning him to her. He noticed she was surrounded by a group of men, but none of them seemed interested in her and he couldn't figure out why. As he made his way towards her, he spotted a man who looked to be walking in his direction. The beauty placed her hand on his shoulder, and spoke a few words, causing the man to still. As Fitz grew closer his mouth went dry as he came face to face with the gorgeous snow bunny.
"Hi." She said with a smile that would brighten even the darkest of days.
"Hi." He responded in the highest squeak he's ever released since middle school.
She giggled at his apparent nervousness, and Fitz was in heaven. If her giggle made his heart flutter, he knew her laughter would bring him to his knees.
"Do you ski?" She asked as she took in his lack of preparedness to hit the slopes.
"Yea, I ski. I just wanted to tour the area, see what was out there today."
"Cool. Maybe we can ski together sometime." She said flashing another smile that made Fitz weak in the knees.
"Sounds good, but only if you tell me your name."
The mystery girl studied Fitz for a while, clearly pondering if she should tell him who she really was. Knowing her identity and who her father was, had the tendency to scare guys away.
"I'll tell you what. If you want my name, you'll have to earn it, just like any other man who approaches me."
"And how has that worked out for them?"
"Earn it and find out."
"And how exactly would I earn it?"
"I'm sure you can think of something." She said with a wink before pushing off down the slope, and disappearing into the swarm of men that had pushed off after her and were now blazing the trail around her.
Fitz stood there for a moment, in awe of what had just transpired. He wanted to scour the entire area until he found this woman again, but he couldn't. Instead of going after the woman he wanted, he had to go get ready for this blind date Stephen had gotten him into.
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Seven o'clock arrived much quicker than either Fitz or Stephen had anticipated. Instead of ordering take out or going down to the dining hall, Fitz and Stephen decided to prepare dinner for their dates, and create an intimate, yet respectable atmosphere. When they heard a knock on the door, Fitz jumped as he was suddenly nervous. He had no idea what Stephen had gotten him into, and all he could think about was the girl from the slopes. He silently prayed that he would survive the evening so that tomorrow he could search for her.
The two friends made their way to the door, and Fitz's mouth fell open when he saw Abby and her friend standing on the other side. Fitz just stood there in awe of the goddess that was less than three feet away, blocking out the cold air. Her skin was smooth, the color of mocha. Her hair was the shiniest jet black he had ever seen, and fell to her mid back in soft waves. Her lips were the plumpest, fullest, most luscious lips he had ever seen, and he could picture himself nibbling on her bottom lip, while her fingers were locked in his hair. She was the tiniest thing, maybe 5'3, but Fitz knew he wanted to know everything there was to know about the woman staring back at him with equal intensity. He wanted to pull her into his arms as he couldn't believe it was the girl from the slopes. He looked up once again and saw the group of men surrounding the girl, and realized they had to have been bodyguards of some sort. Who was this girl?
Abby and Stephen watched their friends take each other in and knew their lives had changed forever with one chance meeting. Technically it was their second, but neither Abby or Stephen knew that. The look of shock, wonder, intrigue, and... Love radiated from both of their beings, and they knew then that this meeting was supposed to happen.
Stephen jabbed Fitz in the side,reminding him that the two women were still technically standing out in the cold. He cleared his throat and extended his hand, all while his eyes remained locked on the most gorgeous chocolate doe eyes he had ever seen.
"Ummm... I'm Fitzgerald Grant."
"Olivia Pope."
'As in the daughter of Governor Pope... Shit' Fitz thought to himself. It honestly didn't matter who her father was, he was determined to have her in his life. Fitz looked in Liv's eyes and said the only thing that came to mind; the one word that would forever change his life.
"Hi."
"Hi."
It had been a five years since that chance meeting. Five years since Fitz allowed Stephen to bring the best thing that could have ever happened to him, into his life. There weren't many reasons for a man to give up sunny California, killer waves, movie stars, and partying til 3 am, for a life of shoveling snow and cuddling up by the fire in Vermont. But she was definitely worth him giving up the life most men only dreamed of, to settle down like his parents had been begging him to. Where his life of partying and being the envy of bachelors everywhere used to seem like a life well lived, Fitz now dreamed of starting a family with this woman.
The couples had just finished their dinner of baked ziti, and they had apparently entered their own little world, both forgetting about their friend. Fitz wanted to spend as much time as he could with Liv before be had to return to school, but he couldn't do so with Abby and Stephen yapping in the background.
"Can we go somewhere else and talk? Just talk, I promise."
Liv looked at Fitz and could tell he was being sincere. She chewed on her bottom lip as she pondered his request. She definitely wanted to know everything there was to know about this man as he made her feel things she had never felt before. She had only known him a total of an hour and a half, but it seemed as of she had known him all her life.
"Sure. Let's go." Liv said as a bolt of boldness coursed through her body.
The two of them made their way into Fitz's room and closed the door behind them. Fitz led Liv over to the sofa, and offered her a seat as he poured them both a glass of wine before he took his spot next to her.
"So, I'm assuming by the men surrounding the building that you are Governor Pope's daughter." Fitz said not being any emotion in particular.
"I am." Liv responded simply, knowing this was the moment that men normally fled the area.
"Well, now that that's out of the way, tell me about you." Fitz responded, shocking Liv with his acceptance of her father.
"You aren't at all worried about my father?"
"No."
"You don't care that he's the governor of Vermont?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because your father is a man whose name is Elijah Pope. That is who he is. His job title is governor of Vermont. His job title does not define who he is, and it doesn't define who you are either."
"Wow" Liv responded, taken aback by Fitz's candidness.
"Wow?" Fitz asked, not understanding what she meant it I'd what he said was good or bad.
"I've never met a man before who want intimidated that my father held an office of power. Normally they hear Pope and run for the hills."
"Livvie, I will admit that I will always be intimidated by Elijah Pope, but not because he is the governor of this state. If anything, I'd be more worried about the father part of him and if I could live up to the expectations of a proper suitor for his daughter's hand."
"Livvie?" Was all she said in response.
"I'm sorry I -"
"No. Don't apologize. I like it. My mother is the only one who calls me Livvie. My father thinks it's condescending, but coming from you, it's fucking sexy."
"I aim to please milady." Fitz responded with a terrible British accent. " So, tell me about you. Not the Pope legacy or some boring schpeel you give on the first day of class. I want to know what makes you, you."
The two of them spent the next few hours talking about everything and anything under the sun. They spoke of their hopes and dreams, and even had a lighthearted debate over whether ice cream or sorbetto was better. They talked as if they had known one another all of their lives, and soon they had fallen asleep, wrapped up in each other's arms.
From that moment on, Liv and Fitz spent every free moment together. They had hit the slopes both snowboarding and skiing, and they had even spent some time together in the gym, which was a suggestion of Liv's as the sexual tension was definitely building between the two of them. Every night they spent in either Liv or Fitz's cabin, just enjoying thr feeling of being in one another's arms. As much as they had wanted to, they hadn't taken that step yet, and they were both okay with that. They just wanted to get to know each other and see if what they were feeling could possibly be built upon.
After their week in Vermont, Fitz didn't want to return home. He learned that Liv and Abby were raised in Vermont, Liv's father who was now the state's finest Governor to date - Elijah Pope. Abby and Liv had grown up the best of friends as their fathers were partners in the most prestigious law firm along the east coast. Abby's father Austin Whelan now served as Vermont's Lieutenant Governor. The moment Fitz discovered that Liv resided in Vermont when she wasn't attending classes, Fitz knew he'd move mountains to spend his life there as well.
In the beginning Liv and Fitz took turns flying across the country just to spend time with one another. With Fitz attending Stanford, and Liv attending Harvard, they had very little time to be together, but they used every resource they had to keep in touch. They would text each other every morning at 7:00, the time they both woke up as they both had nothing but morning classes. Every night they would Skype, and they would even help each other with homework, and have little study groups between the two of them when a big test was coming up. Even though they were on two different coasts, Liv and Fitz were growing closer every day.
Being the first daughter of Vermont meant that Liv had very little privacy when he visited her in her home state, but Fitz didn't mind. He'd willingly endure anything just to be in her presence. If he had to go bowling or skating with her and 5 men, so be it. She was definitely worth it, and Fitz was the proper gentleman the entire time.
Six months into their relationship when they were out of school for the summer. It wasn't that she had been hiding him, her father just always seemed to be busy when both she and Fitz were in town. When Liv brought Fitz home to meet her parents he was an emotional wreck. He just knew the governor was going to dismiss him as not being the proper suitor for his daughter and the thought of that made Fitz physically ill. He had never taken the opportunity to meet any girls parents before, and to have a father who had men probably all over the country, it was very intimidating. However, all fears flew out the window when he sat down for dinner with Eli and Marie Pope. Liv's parents took to Fitz instantly, and they knew their daughter was serious about this man. They welcomed Fitz into their family with open arms, and Eli knew by the way his daughter looked at this man, he was definitely the one.
Liv's induction into the Grant family was far less stressful. Fitz's mother Elizabeth immediately took to Liv and began gushing over how gorgeous her grandchildren were going to be. Big Gerry fell back a little, and although he liked Liv, he wanted to see how she was with his son. It was during dinner that evening that Gerry fell in love with the woman who had captured his son's heart. She was two years Fitz's junior, but her academic level was on par as they had both graduated college this past May. It was clear to Big Gerry however, that intellectually, she was far superior to his son. The moment she put Fitz back on track without so much as a mention or insult to Fitz's plans proved Fitz had met his match. Gerry couldn't wait until his son made her a Grant. She was destined for great things, and he already had plans for their super intellectual-drop dead gorgeous offspring.
In the middle of dinner with Liv and his parents, Fitz had stood and announced that he had decided to not attend graduate school at Harvard like his father had intended. Liv almost choked on her wine as he began telling his family, and her of his and Stephen's plans to buy a food truck and set up shop in Vermont. Before Big Gerry had a chance to go on his rant of how ungrateful and wasteful his son was being with his life, Liv began to speak.
"You know Fitz, you know I will support you in any decision you make, but that really is a shame. You see, I start law school in the fall, at Harvard, and I was really hoping we'd finally be able to see one another at more than just the occasional holiday gatherings. My father also approved us moving in together, and I've already chosen the area of like to live. I thought someday next weekend we could go house shopping since I'm not allowed to stay in a campus apartment with the agents and all. That is if that's what you want."
Big Gerry sat back with the biggest smirk on his face as he watched this barely 5' something woman, ultimately lay down the law without even so much as delivering an ultimatum. The look on Fitz's face told Big Gerry and Elizabeth that he'd be changing his tune very quickly.
"We could live together?" Fitz asked, his tone betraying his excitement and change of heart. Fitz had yet to see this gorgeous woman in less than a bikini, and the fact that he would not only be able to see her naked, but they'd be living together filled his heart and body with excitement.
"We could." Liv confirmed as she stood and walked over to Fitz. She pushed up on her tippy toes and pulled Fitz down so she could whisper in his ear. "And you know, I sleep naked" she said before gently licking the shell of his ear, and reclaiming her seat.
"Together? Like same house, same room, same bed?"
"We could, but sadly you'll be in Vermont serving food to my father and his friends sooo..."
Elizabeth shot a glance at her son who seemed to be changing his mind as Liv sat in her seat with a smug grin on her face. She looked over to Liv and gave her a knowing look, causing Liv to blush a bright red under the woman's stare. Liv was definitely going to be an asset to this family, and she couldn't wait to see the two of them together as a married couple.
Upon hearing Liv's plans of further education as well as housing and the perks of said housing, Fitz blamed his earlier outburst on the consumption of too much wine, and assured his parents and Liv, that he would definitely be accepting his spot at Harvard law in the fall. In that moment, Liv had won Big Gerry's heart and gratitude, and he knew she was the perfect match to keep his hard-headed son in check.
Just as promised, when law school began in the fall, Liv and Fitz woke up together and drove in to school together every morning, and returned home after their classes every night. It wasn't until the first night in their home together that they made love. Fitz knew that Liv hadn't dated much, but it wasn't until that night that she revealed to him that he was her first.
Fitz could see the snow beginning to fall even heavier, and all he could do was be thankful he had sent his driver Tom in the Hummer to pick her up from the airport. He originally wanted to be the one to greet her as she stepped off of her plane, but like Tom pointed out - there was no way he could finish setting up the surprise he had planned, and be at the airport at the same time. Each year they've spent together Fitz has done a 12 days of Christmas for Liv which started on the twelfth of December (which was today), and ended on Christmas Eve. As he glanced out of the window, Fitz chuckled as he recalled what was by far the best 5th day of Christmas he had ever planned. There is no way he'd ever be able to top it, he couldn't top it, no matter how hard he tried.
2 years ago - December
Fitz was preparing his twelve days of Christmas for Liv, but was extremely nervous about how this one would play out. He needed to time this perfectly, and according to the florist, all he needed was seven days.
He arrived home shortly after noon, from a day of running errands. He walked into the living room and smiled as he saw Liv curled up on the sofa, fast asleep. She looked like an angel snuggled up in the afghan his mother had crocheted for them. Her hair was pulled high on her head in a messy bun, and although he'd never tell her, even the tiny bit of drool that had escaped the corner of her mouth was truly adorable.
Fitz set his surprise for Liv down on their coffee table, and took a seat on the edge of the sofa. He placed a lingering kiss on her forehead, and smiled as she moaned and stretched in response.
"You're home!" She said dreamily, as if she hadn't seen him only three hours before. The excitement that shone on her face at seeing him come home was something he'd never grow tired of.
"I am, and I have a surprise for you." Fitz responded as he reached over and grabbed her surprise off of the table.
"Fitz, they're beautiful! Thank you!" Liv gushed as she took in the dozen white long stem roses that had yet to blossom.
Fitz chuckled at her appreciation over the gesture, and felt he needed to explain further. "I wanted to do a little project. We are going to place these roses under a special light, and record them continuously until they've fully bloomed. Then we are going to put the footage together and speed it up, and watch them blossom at a much faster speed. Do you mind?"
Liv smiled at Fitz and nodded her agreement. She had never seen a man appear to be so excited over the way roses bloom, but she thought it was cute. She loved that Fitz wasn't afraid to show her sensitive side. So, she grabbed his hand and led him into the dining room, and they set the roses and a video camera up on the dining room table.
Two days later, the twelve days of Christmas began, but Liv and Fitz couldn't help but stalk the roses' progress. Fitz had made it a rule that neither of them could leave the room before the other, and no one could touch the roses, other than to water them when the memory card was being changed. This managed to work perfectly fine as they would rise and get ready and leave for work at the same time. They also rode home together, so it was highly unlikely that either could tamper with the roses.
On the fifth day of Christmas, Liv and Fitz came out of the bedroom, both still in their pajamas, and made their way towards the kitchen. Fitz had noticed it the same time Liv had, and thanked God that his plan had worked out perfectly. Liv made her way over to the roses that were now in full bloom, and tilted her head as she noticed the center rose was sparkling where the others weren't. She pulled the vase towards her, and gasped as she noticed the 2 karat princess cut - diamond platinum engagement ring displayed in the center of the center rose.
"Fitz, how did..." She began to ask as she turned around, but immediately lost her words as Fitz was down on one knee, looking lovingly into her eyes.
"Olivia Carolyn Pope, I have known from the moment I first laid eyes on you on top of that snow hill, that you were the one. The past three years have been the best years of my life, and I thank you for challenging me to be a better man when you know you're doing it, and even more so when you have no clue you're doing it. When I look at myself 50 years from now, I want to say that I have done everything in my power to make and keep you the happiest woman on this earth. You asked me before to stand in the sun with you and honestly I can't, it's impossible. You see Livvie, you are the sun, you are MY sun. My day doesn't begin until I see your big bright beautiful eyes looking back at me, and my night doesn't begin until your eyes close, and you are locked safely in my arms. I want to grow old and have babies and grandbabies with you. I want us to be a family with a dog and fights over whose turn it is to wash the dishes and who has to walk the dog. I want days of feeding you soup when your sick, and holding your hair when you are pregnant with our child and morning sickness has taken over. I want forever with you. So Livvie," Fitz paused and took a deep breath before singing the next part in tune with the fifth day of Christmas "On this fifth day of Christmas, I'm down on bended knee, Will. You. Mar-ry. Meeeeeeee?"
Liv's hands shot up and covered her mouth, as the tears were freely flowing down her face. There was no doubt in her mind that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with this man. She wanted forever with him. She went to open her mouth to respond, but nothing came out. She closed her mouth and tried again to verbally respond, but to no avail. Finally accepting the fact that her brain was struggling to find the right words, Liv vigorously nodded her head yes, before falling into Fitz's arms.
With his now fiance in his arms, Fitz carefully reached up and grabbed the vase of flowers. He carefully removed the ring out of the center, then placed them back on the table. He then slid the ring on to Liv's trembling hand. Once he placed the ring on her finger, her arm slid around his neck, and pulled him into a passionate kiss.
When they finally broke for air, Fitz wiped away the tears that were still flowing down Liv's face. "How did you get the ring in there? How did I not see it before now?" She asked as she couldn't understand how a ring just appeared out of nowhere unless Fitz had tampered with the roses before she woke up.
"Quinn helped. I went to her flower shop and she helps me pick the biggest roses that hadn't bloomed. The center one was open a little, more than the others, and with a little manipulation, she was able to tuck the ring inside. Luckily your finger is extremely tiny, because the rose was able to conceal it. Because it was smooshed between the others, you weren't able to see it until it forced it's way completely open." Fitz responded, truly proud of himself. There was no one he knew of that had done anything like this as a proposal. It was tricky, and it was a plan that could have gone horribly wrong on his end, but at the same time It was original. Thankfully God was on his side, and agreed that this was the perfect day, and the perfect way for him to propose. After three intense rounds of lovemaking, the newly engaged couple decided to share the news with their parents.
Instead of delivering the news to their parents separately, Liv and Fitz decided to set up both of their laptops and Skype both homes at the same time. Of course Eli and Gerry knew it was coming as Fitz had asked Eli for Liv's hand, and Gerry helped pick out the ring, but neither knew how or when, and neither said a word to their wives.
When they delivered the news of their engagement, Liv thought her eardrums would burst from their mother's screams. Their parents asked for details, and when Liv told them of the roses and how the ring was hidden in the center rose, both fathers were very impressed with Fitz's creativity and faith in something as unpredictable as a rose's bloom.
After spending four of the most incredible years of their life together, Liv and Fitz finally said I do on Christmas day. At first their fathers thought they were crazy to get married on one of the most sacred holidays of the year, but Liv and Fitz explained that it was what they wanted as their life together revolved around Christmas. To them it was also the wisest choice as they could get all of their family together all at once, and not have to worry about doing it again in a few months. Also, their Christmas presents could also be considered wedding presents, so no one would have to spend too much money.
Their mothers understood the sentiment of being married on Christmas since they had met and were engaged during the Christmas holiday season. In fact, they were excited as they knew that they could go crazy with invites since the majority of the people they knew, would be traveling to their home for the holidays anyway. Of course the Grants would have to tweak their plans, but with the majority of their family being on the east coast, they were sure the change from Santa Barbara to Vermont wouldn't be an issue. With more than enough time to plan, Marie and Elizabeth began to prepare the most amazing winter theme.
Fitz looked as his watched and wondered how far away his wife was. He looked back out the window, and began to reflect on his wedding day, almost a year ago.
Fitz would never forget the moment the love of his life walked down the aisle in an icy blue - strapless Cinderella styled wedding gown that had been custom made by Alexander McQueen. The way the light shone on the gown made it hard to tell if the gown was white, silver, or blue as it changed with each step Liv took. He didn't remember much of their ceremony as he had been completely taken with the love of his life, but once their vows were exchanged, and they became man and wife, Fitz seemed to view the world in a whole new light.
Although Fitz wanted to wait until their wedding night to make love, Liv began attacking his pants as soon as they stepped into the limo.
"Tonight you can make love to your wife. Right now, you are going to fuck your wife. Deal?"
They had managed to go two rounds between leaving the church and arriving back at the governor's mansion thanks to the ridiculous amount of traffic along the way. When they stepped into the ballroom of the mansion, Liv gasped as she encountered the reception of her dreams.
After Liv had dragged Fitz to the premier of Frozen, she had fallen in love with the idea of turning their wedding reception into an ice palace that resembled Elsa's. Maya and Elizabeth had spent weeks transforming the ballroom of the governor's mansion into a crystal palace. The colors were a pale blue and silver, and crystal snowflakes hung from the ceiling. The dance floor was transformed to look like a giant blue snowflake, and every table had crystal vases which held blue and white roses as the centerpiece.
They spent the entire evening wrapped in each others arms. They greeted guests, spent time with family, and cut the cake as if their bodies were glued together. That night,they made love well into the early hours and the majority or the following day, only taking breaks to eat and shower before they were back at it again.
Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III couldn't be happier in his life than he was right now. He was 26 years old and married to the love of his life. Much to his parents' delight, he had chosen love over power, but ended up having both as he and Stephen were able to talk their fathers into opening an east coast office in Vermont, that he and Stephen would take over. Stephen ran the business aspect of the company, and Fitz was in charge of overseeing the legal matters. They had their dream lives with the women they loved, and their fathers were able to mold them to one day take over the family business.
Fitz was growing anxious, waiting for Liv's arrival. He was hoping she would have been home by now, before the weather grew even more ominous than it already was. But more than that, Fitz couldn't wait to begin the most important time of their year together. Not only did this blizzard mark the beginning of harsh winter, it was also the kick off to a wonderful holiday season. With only thirteen days til Christmas, Fitz hoped the snow would continue in manageable amounts as that would assure not only a white Christmas, but that he and his still blushing bride would be trapped in their home, undisturbed, during the winter holiday. He honestly couldn't think of a better way for them to spend their one year anniversary than to snuggle up by the fire with their favorite snack of wine, cheese, fruit and crackers.
As he stood looking out of the window with his hands shoved deep in his pockets, Fitz couldn't help but smile as he finally saw the lights of a car, pulling into the driveway. Without thinking he ran to the front door and opened it, but the harshness of the storm forced him to go back inside and bundle up, even if he would only look like an eskimo for a minute. With his hat, coat, boots and heavy scarf on, Fitz made his way towards the driveway to meet the car that was arriving.
He watched as Tom exited the vehicle first, and ran around to open the rear passenger door. His heart jumped as he saw her make her way out of the town car, and he had never been more thankful that she had made her flight before the airports were shut down. Fitz ran out the front door and was at his wife's side just as a gust of wind threatened to knock her over. With his arms wrapped around her waist, Fitz pulled his wife into his body, shielding her from the harshness of the cruel winter winds.
"You're home."
"I'm home."
"Hi."
"Hi."
"How about I get you inside, and um... Warm you up little?"
"Sounds perfect."
O•L•I•T•Z•M•A•S
When Liv entered the home, she sighed in contentment at the feeling of being home. Of course their home was magnificent, it was the envy of many of their friends and neighbors, but that wasn't the best part. The best part was being in the love of her life's arms. After being gone for a week, scouting locations for where her firm would be opening a new office, she was finally home.
At 24 years old, Liv was the youngest partner in her firm, rising to the position in under two years. Part of her knew that her father being governor may have had something to do with how quickly she rose, as everyone always fought to remain in Eli's good graces. It didn't matter though, because regardless of who her father was, her reputation far preceded her everywhere she went.
Liv had gained a reputation for being formidable, and men and women alike prayed they never had to go one on one against Olivia Grant. Her name alone struck fear in the hearts of many. However, when people saw her for the first time, they had the tendency to underestimate her as most 12 year olds seemed to tower over her. Those were the people she had the most fun with because the moment she opened her mouth and showed them who she was, the looks of shock and awe on their faces were priceless. As much as she loved being known as "The formidable Olivia Grant", there was no better feeling than being just "Livvie", at home and curled up with her husband.
"Why don't you go change into something a little more comfortable, and I'll get dinner on the table." Fitz offered as he pulled his wife into his arms.
"You're so good to me."
"I know."
Liv went upstairs and changed into her favorite silk pajama pants, a light pink - fitted tank top, and her favorite cashmere sweater. She piled her hair on top of her head in a messy bun, and slipped on her favorite fuzzy slippers before heading back downstairs. When she reentered the family room, Liv smiled as she realized Fitz had the Christmas tree lit, and it was serving as the only lighting in the room.
She smiled as she heard music begin to play, and Fitz arrive in the threshold behind her. "May I have this dance?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around Liv's waist from behind. She turned in Fitz's arms, and wrapped her arms around his neck as the song began to play.
Hang all the mistletoe
I'm gonna get to know you better
This Christmas
And as we trim the tree
How much fun it's gonna be together
This Christmas
Christmas had always been a time of magic and wonder for Liv, but the moment Fitz entered her life, it became so much more. Everything about Christmas just seemed better now that he was there. The snow seemed whiter, the trees seemed greener, and the beautiful Christmas lights shone brighter. The more time they spent together, the better the Christmas season became.
Fireside blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me
"Fitz baby, you know how much I love Donnie Hathaway. That voice just does something to me."
"You do know you weren't even a thought in your daddy's nuts when this song came out, right?"
"I know, but still, there is something about his voice. It's just soothing. Yours is much sexier though."
"I won't say his voice is sexy 'cause, yeah. But this song is the shit. I think whoever allowed Chris Brown to butcher this song needs to be charged with disturbing the peace."
Liv chuckled as she knew how much Chris Brown irritated Fitz. She thought it was cute when one of his songs would pop up on Pandora, and Fitz would fly across the room to "thumbs down" it and press skip.
Presents and cards are here
My world is filled with cheer, and you
This Christmas
And as I look around
Your eyes outshine the town, they do
This Christmas
Liv rested her head on Fitz's chest, and closed her eyes as they allowed the moment to wash over them.
Fireside blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me
"You know, you never told me what you wanted for Christmas." Fitz said as he began rubbing circles on his wife's back.
"Hmmmm. I honestly don't know what I want. I mean I have everything I want or need, right here."
Shake a hand, shake a hand now
"A new car?
"Negative"
Fireside blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me
"Hmmm... So a new Prada Bag?"
"Nope"
Hang all the mistletoe
I'm gonna get to know you better
This Christmas
And as we trim the tree
How much fun it's gonna be together
This Christmas
"Jewelry?"
"Negative"
Fireside blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me
"A baby?"
"..."
Merry Christmas
Shake a hand, shake a hand now
Wish your brother "Merry Christmas"
All over the land
"Liv?"
"I mean I have been thinking about it lately, a baby I mean. Abby and Stephen have been married for two months and she's already expecting."
"So do you want to try for a baby?" Fitz asked, trying his hardest to hide his excitement.
"I mean, I want to try, maybe in a year or so. I mean after things settle down at the office and everything. We've only been married a year, and I kinda don't want to have to share you yet. Moments like this would be hard to come by with a little one needing our attention all the time."
"But you do eventually want to try?"
Liv looked up at Fitz, and caressed his cheek with the back of her hand. "I definitely want to let things happen naturally. I love surprises when they are something to enjoy with you. I think if we were to find out we were pregnant this time next year, that would be perfect."
"So we just let it happen after the new year?"
"We just let it happen after the new year."
"Sounds good to me. Now come, dinner is ready."
Tonight like many other nights, Fitz made it a point to spoil his wife rotten. It was officially the first day of Christmas, and Fitz was ready to begin his twelve days of spoiling his wife mercilessly, before the ultimate pampering on Christmas day. Last year she made him promise to not spend a lot of money as his pampering from previous years surpassed what many made in a lifetime. This year, he was given a budget, and challenged to stay beneath it. So Fitz decided to honor his wife's request, and pamper her in other ways. The materialistic spoiling would just have to wait until Christmas day, which was not a part of the deal.
After dinner, Fitz took Liv's hand in his, and led her to the family room where the fireplace was running, and waiting to embrace them with it's warmth. Out of all of the fireplaces in the home, this one was Fitz's favorite, even though it was the only one that was gas operated and not wood burning. When they designed the layout of their home, he and Liv had designed it so that a framed window was displayed just over the mantle, displaying a beautiful view of their backyard. Instead of a picture they would soon grow tired of, their fireplace was topped with a real life picture, that changed with the seasons.
Fitz handed Liv her glass of wine, and sat down, with his back resting against the front of the sofa. Liv took her spot, sitting between his legs, and moaned as she leaned back and came in contact with his firm chest.
"I've missed this." Liv said as she took a sip of her wine. "I know it's only been a week, but I have missed you like crazy."
"I think I've missed you more. Harrison from the environmental protection department had to throw me out of the office the last few days because I was afraid to come home. I can't sleep without you Liv." Fitz whimpered out before taking a sip of his scotch. Liv ran her hand down Fitz's thigh, soothing him completely.
"I think I missed you more. Abby actually changed rooms while we were in DC. Like she gave up the company paid suite, and booked her own room because she was so fed up with my talking about you. It isn't like she wasn't talking about Stephen every chance she got." Liv grumbled the last part which caused Fitz to let out a roaring laugh.
"You're so cute when you're irritated." Fitz said as he took another sip of his drink, then set it down on the floor next to him.
"So you think it's cute, huh?" Liv questioned daringly.
"Only when it isn't directed at me."
Fitz's hand slid up Liv's arms until they rested on her shoulders. He began massaging his wife's tired muscles, causing her to moan at his ministrations. "You know, if you keep this up, I may have to keep you around." Liv said jokingly as she sank further into her husband's body.
"I see. You only want me for my hands." Fitz replied, feigning offence.
"Sweetie, you know I don't just want you for your hands. It's what your hands do that make me keep you on my payroll."
"Just be quiet and accept your First day of Christmas massage. If you're good, you'll get your present later." Liv wanted to argue back, but the feeling of Fitz's hands working the tension out of her muscles rendered silent. The moans that were escaping Liv's mouth were causing Fitz to grow painfully hard in his pants. The sudden need to feel more of his wife's body, was more than he could bear. Without uttering a word, Fitz slowly began massaging down his wife's side, causing her to laugh when he hit a sensitive spot. He slowly grabbed fistfuls of her sweater, before pulling the fabric over her head.
"Hey beautiful, let's move this massage to its designated area." Liv nodded eagerly, and grabbed her sweater before allowing Fitz to lead her to their bedroom.
When Liv entered the bedroom, she couldn't help but smile when she noticed three strategically placed pieces of mistletoe, hanging on the ceiling, over the center of their bed. Before she had a chance to comment, Fitz was slowly peeling the clothes from her body, before leading her naked frame to the bed.
"Lay down on your stomach." He ordered in a voice so sexy Liv almost stumbled from the ache that shot through her core.
Liv obeyed, slowly positioning herself flat on her stomach in the most tantalizing of ways. She became slightly confused and somewhat disappointed when Fitz closed her legs and straddled her hips.
"Now, for the first day of Christmas, you get an hour long, sensual full body massage."
Fitz began with Liv's temples, massaging slow deep circles into her pressure points. He placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head and slowly began working his way down to her neck. He frowned when he felt the amount of tension is his wife's neck and shoulders, and vowed that even if it took longer than an hour, he wouldn't stop until her body was thoroughly relaxed.
Fitz took his time, working his way down each arm, making sure to massage even her fingers before placing a kiss on each one. He felt himself becoming quickly aroused as he began working Liv's sides and her back, as the moans that were escaping her mouth, reminded him of her moans when they were in the throes of passion.
Pushing his urge to strip off his clothes and mount his wife this instant, Fitz pushed forward, knowing their time was coming.
When he reached her lower back, and began pressing with slight force to work out thr kinks, Liv felt as if her body was about to explode.
"Fitz... Hmmm baby don't stop."Liv begged as his hands were working some serious magic on her tired appendages. She felt the moisture pooling between her legs, and whimpered out as she felt Fitz's tongue trail it's way down her spine. She jumped a little when he didn't stop at her lower back, but continued his path even lower between her luscious globes.
"Fitz..."
When his hands began groping her impressive cheeks, Liv felt as if she were on the verge of climax. Her husband was definitely talented, and her body was on fire, screaming for more of him.
"Patience, sweet baby. You still have another 30 minutes to go."
Fitz continued his path down his wife's body, paying close attention to each leg. He worked his way slowly down her left leg, and paid special tribute to her calf and ankle, before working down further to massage her foot. He carefully placed a soft kiss to the arch of her foot and each toe, before lowering her left leg and working his way up her right.
Fitz felt his erection twitch in his pants, when he moved to massage the inside of his wife's thigh, and found her drenched with arousal. He looked at his watch, and realized there were only 45 seconds left.
Meh... Close enough...
"How do you feel Livvie?" Fitz asked, remembering his earlier vow.
"Good. Baby I feel so good, but I need you to make me feel soooo much better."
Fitz growled at the need and desire that laced his wife's husky voice. "What do you need? How do you want me to make you feel better baby?"
"Baby please, make it go away..."
"Make what go away Livvie?" Fitz asked knowing exactly what his wife needed.
Liv began grinding her hips, pressing herself against Fitz's hand to signal what she needed. She whimpered in frustration when Fitz removed his hand from between her thighs. "Tell me baby. What. Do. You. Want?" He asked again, this time emphasizing each word with playful nips at her ass.
"Fitz.. Please... Touch me." She begged, needing her husband to put her out of her misery which had been building for the past seven days.
"Hmmm, why didn't you just say so?" He asked as his hand disappeared between her thighs, allowing his fingers to glide between her folds.
Liv moaned out load as Fitz's fingers began expertly manipulating her most intimate of places. "More..." She begged causing Fitz to smile at how much his wife needed him. He slipped in a thick digit and began slowly pumping his finger in and out of her core. "More..." She pleaded again, still needing more of her husband.
Fitz withdrew his finger and raised Liv's hips slightly. She wasn't sure why he stopped, but suddenly became thankful as she felt Fitz slide beneath her and forcefully slam her down as his tongue penetrated her walls. The yelp that erupted from Liv's throat served to turn him on even more, and he began to savagely feast away on his wife's core, until she was screaming his name in ecstasy.
Fitz slid from between Liv's thighs, and quickly disrobed as she was catching her breath. He thought of entering her from behind and pulling her hair and smacking her ass until she came hard, all over his length, but he wanted to take things slow tonight and stare into her eyes as he made love to her.
Once he was undressed, Fitz flipped Liv over on the bed, before placing himself between her thighs. Starting at her core, Fitz kissed his way up her body, and growled as Liv moaned appreciatively when he pay extra attention to her breasts that seemed to have missed him as much as the rest of her.
He could tell she was growing restless as he had yet to kiss her, but he wasn't going to give in just yet. No, he was going to make her beg. He slowly began kissing his way up her body, and knew the moment his lips latched onto her neck, that she would break.
"Fitz... Please..."
"Please, what? Baby..."
"Kiss me... Please?"
Fitz had never seen Liv on the verge of tears before, simply because he wouldn't kiss her, but there was nothing in this world that hurt him more than seeing his baby cry. Fitz's lips crashed into Liv's the same time he slid into her drenched heat. He had to still himself for a moment as a week without his wife almost had Fitz ready to cum on the spot.
After a few beats, Fitz began to slowly thrust in and out of her walls. He knew he had to pace himself as her walls were gripping him hard, and he wanted this moment to last. He looked up and was shocked when he saw Liv staring loving back at him. Their lips met again, and their tongues danced together in sync with their thrusts. Normally they would go at it in numerous positions, and over numerous surfaces, but there was time for that.
Tonight was about a melding of the hearts, a reunion of their souls. They gave into one another fully, until they both slipped into a state of euphoria, and fell onto the bed, a sweaty, tangled mass of limbs.
After Fitz had cleaned them both up, they met in the center of the bed where they cuddled together. Liv's head was resting comfortably on Fitz's chest, and his heart beat was beginning to pull her to sleep.
"Hey Livvie, at you awake?"
"Mhmmm."
"Are you really awake, or are you just saying that?"
"I'm awake enough to respond."
"Ok, well I guess I'll just have to give you your gift later I suppose."
Hearing the word gift caused Liv to sit up straight with a wide smile on her face. Fitz laughed at his overly anxious wife, and turned to reach into the drawer of his nightstand where he pulled out a light blue box.
"I know you said nothing outlandish, and I know I have a budget, but i want you to know that not only did I stay under budget as you requested, I managed to get you something I hope you'll love.
Liv looked at Fitz as he handed her the signature light blue Tiffany's box. She opened the box and squealed when she saw that it was a charm bracelet with a charm of a hand on it. She looked up at Fitz, unsure what the charm meant. She didn't really care either way as she had always wanted a charm bracelet, but her father thought they were too much hassle to find the right charms.
"If you don't understand by Christmas Eve, I'll tell you."
"Sounds good. Thank you baby. I love it and I love you."
"I love you too Livvie. Now let's get some sleep."
Liv sat up and reached over into her purse, and pulled out a black rectangular box for Fitz. "Not until you open your first day of Christmas present." she said with a devilish grin.
"Babe, this is my thing for you. You didn't have to get me anything."
"I know, but I wanted to give you something special."
"You are my something special."
Liv kissed Fitz gently on the lips, and watched carefully as he opened his box. Inside were hotel accommodations for a cabin at the lodge where he and Liv first met. He looked down at the date, and realized they were to check in on the same day they met, December 26th.
"I figured for our one year anniversary, we could spend one week at the place where it all began. Maybe I'll even allow you to leave our bed for one of those days."
Fitz was speechless as he had wondered if Liv did want to stay home for their one year anniversary, but he now realized that this was the perfect way to spend their week. "I love it baby. Thank you."
The two of them laid in the center of the bed, wrapped in each others arms. As they drifted off to sleep, they envisioned the looks on the other's face when they saw their presents for the second day of Christmas. If all went well, this would be a Christmas they would never forget.