Well fanfiction wouldn't let me publish a story for the first 12 hours so I decided to just write chapter 2 as well. This is all going to be a flashback to the night mentioned in the previous chap. Here goes!

Chapter 2

*flashback*

The team was in Chicago, one of their stops about two months into the campaign trail. Olivia and Fitz have been getting closer and closer over the previous weeks. Ever since Fitz apologized to Olivia in the oval about not listening as much as he should have, all of her feelings for him that she tried to suppress were getting harder and harder to ignore.

It started with them talking more and more often. Talking led to flirting. And it felt so normal. It was so nice to be able to just relax and talk with him, no pressure. No pressure of the White House or of wives or of secrets being held. They would begin to go out of their way to find time to sneak in a small conversation, their days wouldn't feel complete without it. And Olivia realized that this is what she wanted and needed in her life. She has always wanted to be with Fitz, but being in the White House, being First Lady, was not for her. But his term was almost over… and after experiencing this normalcy with him every day… she knew that there is nothing that she would ever want more.

Fitz started to bring Olivia her tea every morning, which was precious in itself. And one morning Liv got a text that read:

Come and get it. I'm in the conference room.

She smiled and started to walk, a little faster than she would've liked to admit, to the conference room.

She walked into the conference room and saw the back of him and she just took a moment to stare. His gorgeous waves, that he had been allowing to grow out, looked as good as ever. And he was wearing a pair of jeans, and one of his hundreds of grey t-shirts. His ass in those jeans and his rippling back muscles showing through his t-shirt was the perfect way to start this early morning.

He turned around and caught her checking him out. Her face showed slight embarrassment and he just gave her a dazzling smile.

He handed her her tea, "Here you go, Liv" he said, with that smile still plastered on his face.

She smiled her thank-you and decided to take it a little further this morning, and after a beat replied, "You look really good." And pretty shamelessly, looked him up and had been flirting but no comments on physical appearance until just then.

His face flushed, and he replied "I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt."

"Yea, well I guess it's time you learn that I think you in a grey t-shirt is…" and she couldn't find the proper word to express to him just how sexy she thought he was so she made a satisfied 'mmm' sound and nodded her head with an adorable smile.

"Oh yea?" And then he smiled and winked at her and she could've sworn she felt her heart flutter. He looked her up and down, wearing her skinny jeans, black high heels, and white blouse that fit her perfectly and replied, "Well… you look freaking gorgeous. But then again, you always do."

She shook her head and looked down, only allowing herself to ever feel shy or modest in front of him. And then she quietly mumbled a childish, "stoooppp."

He chuckled and replied, "Fine! You look hideous this morning. I'm trying to keep my eyes from burning from the ugliness."

And that made her laugh and she looked up into his precious laughing face and threw her head back in laughter. Fitz would do anything to see her laugh like that. It was his favorite thing in the world, only second to her gorgeous smile.

When the laughter died down they stared into each other's eyes. Liv slightly bit her bottom lip and Fitz licked his. He had to kiss her. Looking at her biting her gorgeous lips like that… he just had to kiss her. And she didn't look like she would object. He started to so-very-slowly move in and just when his hands moved up and barely grabbed her hips, Quinn came bursting through the door with some 'very urgent' excuse having to do with the campaign. They quickly stepped back from each other and Liv mumbled, "Well I've gotta go."

Fitz smiled at her and said "We'll have time to talk later. We have that dinner, remember? With that mother's group? And then I was talking with your people and we thought maybe we could go out and grab some drinks… blow off some steam."

"That sounds perfect," Liv nodded, very flustered from almost kissing him.

"Great. I'll see you later, Livvie". And he tenderly squeezed her lower arm and left the room.

Liv heard her heart in her ears. Livvie. 'Oh my god,' Liv thought to herself.

The dinner with the mother's group went amazingly well, and it was a decided fact between Liv and her people, and Fitz, that going out to a bar to celebrate had to happen. They hadn't allowed much time for leisure in the past few months and Fitz had gotten close with Liv's staff so they all thought it was a perfect night. They decided that they would go back to their rooms to change into something more casual.

Since Fitz was still president, they shut down a bar in downtown Chicago and invited everyone from the campaign to come out. They didn't want it to just be a few of them in a closed bar, they wanted it to feel as normal as possible. Around 75 people ended up coming, and the campaign had been going great so everyone was in a great mood and the alcohol was definitely flowing. Olivia had been there for 15 minutes, it didn't take her long to change because she knew she wanted to wear a brand new pair of ripped and faded jeans that fit her amazingly and a pretty revealing tank top with her new push-up bra. Fitz hadn't really seen her out of work or formal clothes in close to a year and she really wanted to impress him.

Fitz, however, was taking forever to arrive. He went back and forth between wearing a button-up blue shirt or just a plain grey t-shirt because he now knew Liv loved him in both. He ended up wearing the same outfit he wore briefly that morning just for the slight chance Liv would look at him the same way she had that morning. After he was dressed, he couldn't decide whether or not to bring Olivia flowers or not. He didn't want to be over the top, but at the same time… he did. He knew they had been getting closer and closer, but something shifted that morning and he couldn't take the slowness anymore, he wanted her now.

He arrived at the bar with his agents 30 minutes after Olivia had arrived. He walked in and was scanning the room looking for her. He was carrying the bouquet of gorgeous flowers he finally decided on getting and he didn't even care that he probably looked so desperate. He spotted Olivia at the bar laughing with Marcus and quickly walked over to her. On the way over, he noticed her cleavage somewhat spilling out of her red tight-fitting tank top and black lace peeking through and he felt his mouth go dry. 'God, she is stunning,' he thought to himself.

He eventually popped up behind Marcus, and when Liv noticed him, she broke into the most gorgeous smile and when she saw the flowers she jokingly said, "Who's the lucky lady?"

"Oh.. I just… I thought… You had been.. I know you like these flowers... And you're doing such a great job with the campaign and I saw these back at the hotel and I thought maybe you would like them… but if you don't, that's okay! I'll just go toss them somewhere."

Liv was staring up at him with a tiny smile waiting for him to finish rambling. He is usually so confident, so when he does get nervous, she thinks it is the cutest thing in the world.

"Liv?"

"You were rambling. I was waiting for you to finish." She stood up from her barstool, grabbed the flowers and said, "these are so gorgeous. Thank you," and then she leaned over and pressed the sweetest and most gentle kiss on Fitz's cheek. "That was very thoughtful," she finished, and rubbed off the small amount of lipstick she left on his cheek with her thumb. And then she sat back down as if that one tiny exchange did not just knock Fitz's world off of it's axis.

Fitz was silent, and slowly lowered himself into the barstool next to Marcus, all while intently staring at her. When she raised her eyebrow at him to silently question all the staring and silence he replied, "Of course, Liv. You look really nice tonight, by the way."

Liv smiled at him and after a few moments of their love-struck doe eyes staring at each other, Marcus, who was sitting between the two of them awkwardly, stood up and said, "I'm going to go find Mellie. Have a good night, guys," and walked off quickly to get out of the middle of their sexual tension.

Fitz scooted over into the seat directly next to Liv and patted her hand three times and then asked, "can I get you something to drink?"

When Olivia smiled and nodded and didn't tell him what she wanted, Fitz decided to just order for them both.

He got the attention of a bartender and said, "I'll have two cosmopolitans please." He also asked the bartender to put the flowers in some water.

Olivia whipped her head to look at him and said, "Oh I see what you're doing, mister!"

"What!" Fitz feigned ignorance and pretended that one of their most memorable nights on his first campaign trail didn't start with them downing a few cosmos.

"Whatever… Just know that I'm onto you."

"You are lying!" Fitz laughed loudly

"I am dead serious, Fitzgerald!" Olivia whined. "Why don't you believe me!"

"I'm sorry! I can't imagine studious little Olivia Pope being a pothead. There is no way. I don't believe you."

"Well believe it. Undergrad was a hazy time."

"Oh my god, Liv… this is one of the greatest things I have ever heard. We have to do it some time."

"Seriously!? You're going to finish your presidency and then what… become a stoner? I am not partaking in this. Those days are long gone for me."

"It's happening Olivia. Be ready."

Olivia and Fitz had had a few cosmos and were definitely feeling the effects. They were both a little more than tipsy. The laughter and stories flowing from them from their undergrad years were giving them so much joy. Looking even deeper into the person they are in love with was filling them with happiness.

"Hi, can we have two more-" Fitz started to order two more drinks for them.

"-most definitely not. Thank you though," Olivia smiled at the bartender and then turned to Fitz, "are you insane?"

"I don't know what you're referring to." Fitz said cutely.

"I am barely holding myself together here. You KNOW that if I have one more drink, my shirt will be off."

"I don't see the problem with that."

Olivia just side-eyed him and shook her head, "Stop trying to get me drunk."

"I don't think trying is the appropriate word. I think I have succeeded, Livvie."

When Liv opened her mouth to give him a sassy remark in return, Beyonce's 'Freakum Dress' started playing and Liv's face lit up, she grabbed both of Fitz's hands and said, "This is one of my favorite songs! We have to go dance!"

"Liv, you can go… you know I can't really-"

Olivia interrupted him and flirtily whispered, "If you'd rather me dance with another man… that's fine." And then she stood up and started to walk away.

When she was a few feet away from him, Fitz bolted up and grabbed her hand and said lowly in her ear, "don't even think about it." They made it to the dance floor and Liv started to roll her body in time with the music. She was smiling and dancing for Fitz. He was standing there almost motionless other than his hands holding her at her hips, an arms length away. He stared mesmerized at her and said, "you're sexy."

At that, Olivia bit her lip and flirted, "are you going to keep me this far away?" And Fitz immediately pulled her to his body and wrapped his arms around her lower back. Liv put her arms around his shoulders and started to roll her body against Fitz's. He was losing his mind. Having her body pressed against his after 9-or-so months, plus the alcohol… he was in heaven. He looked down and pressed his forehead against hers and grabbed her ass and pulled her even closer. Thankfully, everyone was pretty inebriated so no one was paying attention to the two of them. He started biting his lips as his woman was grinding against the beginning of his erection, and because he was looking down, he could see right into her tank top and see almost all of her breasts in the sexy black lace push up bra.

Olivia smirked at him and said, "it feels like you are enjoying yourself." And then after the song was over she pressed up onto her tippy toes and sexily whispered in his ear, "I have missed you so much."

Fitz lowered his head into the crook of Liv's neck and mumbled, "I've missed you more, sweet baby."

At the loving nickname, Liv turned around and pressed her ass to Fitz's now pretty solid erection and started swiveling her hips as Drake's 'One Dance' started playing. Fitz had his hands gripping Liv right by her hip bones and was pushing her back onto his dick. If everyone was not partaking in similar behavior, they would definitely be indecent and causing a show. They were grinding together and felt like they were floating, being both drunk and turned on was proving to be an excellent combination.

After a minute or so, Fitz bent his body forward over Olivia's and started sucking on her left earlobe and then worked his way down and up her neck with wet kisses before taking her earlobe back into his mouth. That was Olivia's undoing and after Fitz lowly moaning in her ear, she swiftly grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go to the roof."

After getting to the roof, they walked over to the ledge where they could see the beautiful Chicago skyline. Olivia stood in front of Fitz and grabbed his hands and wrapped them around her body. He pulled her in close and inhaled her scent, her usual perfume mixed with alcohol, and let out the most content sigh. "This doesn't feel real. I am so happy," Fitz whispered into the air.

Olivia turned around in his arms and leaned against the ledge. "I know." Then she moved her left hand up to start tracing the beautiful features of his face.

Fitz's urge to kiss her from that morning came back with full force and he wasn't going to let the moment pass him now. He slowly moved in and they both parted their lips and Fitz slowly and tenderly took Liv's bottom lip into his mouth. He sucked and slightly bit down, and then when Olivia moaned into his mouth, all restraint was lost. He had a hand on each of her ass cheeks and was thoroughly squeezing them. Liv had both of her hands tangled in Fitz's hair and when he opened his mouth to slip his tongue into her mouth, Olivia's eyes shot open and she jerked her head back. Fitz started at her questioningly and they were both breathing heavily.

"Fitz.. I can't do this." And before she was able to explain that she wanted to take things slow, that this was their Last Chance and they had to make the most of it, to do everything right… her phone rang. They both looked down and saw that Jake was the one calling. Fitz looked into Olivia's eyes willing her not to answer and to elaborate on why she stopped their breathtaking kiss. But Olivia had to answer, a few weeks prior she had given Jake instruction to only call her private cell if there was some type of emergency having to do with the campaign.

She pushed away from Fitz and turned around to answer her phone, "Hey Jake…. Oh my god…. I'm not doing anything… Yea I'll be right there.. *giggled*.. Ok bye".

Fitz's heart was breaking. She wasn't doing anything? Because them finally kissing after so much anticipation was nothing? He couldn't stand to hear her giggle like that with him so he quickly exited the roof and got his agents and had them get him back to the hotel as fast as possible.

Mellie had gotten really drunk and started to do some crazy things with Marcus that would not look great on the morning news cycle. So, Jake called Olivia to handle things, She really wished she could have stayed with Fitz but this could not wait. She knew Fitz would understand. When she turned around to explain, he was gone. She looked everywhere for him before having to leave. She was so confused. "Why did he blow me off," She thought to herself.

The next morning Olivia waited and waited for Fitz to bring her her tea. But it never happened. When she finally allowed herself to let the disappointment go, "Maybe he is hungover", she saw him smiling and laughing with a pretty aide. She stared at him until he noticed and then sadly shrugged her shoulders as if to ask, "What's happening?"

He walked over to her, and she felt a moment of relief. Everything was going to be ok. This was just a weird morning. And then he whispered, "It's fine that you don't want me. I know... we were drunk. I brought you flowers, you got your feelings confused. It's fine… you can be with Jake." And then he sadly smiled and walked away.

He left all before she could ask what the hell he meant. Why he was doing this. She needed to explain to him that she wanted and needed him. She didn't love Jake, never had and never will. But for the next few weeks Fitz guarded himself and his emotions. He couldn't let himself believe that they were going somewhere with their relationship. He believed he misconstrued what was Olivia's kindness with flirtation and potential of getting back together. And then they were drunk so he couldn't trust what transpired that night. So every time Olivia tried to get him alone or be more than business-friendly with him... he gave her the cold shoulder.

AN; So there's chapter 2. Explaining what went wrong when everything was going oh-so-right. Yes of course, Jake is the reason. This misunderstanding between them proved to be a big problem. Fitz doesn't want to get hurt again. Hope you enjoyed the chap! Chapter 3 will probably be up soon :)