Chapter 2

"Hi Ms. Pope, my name is Fitzgerald Grant."

"As in Governor Grant of California?"

"Yes."

A little shocked she asks, "What can I do for you?"

"I will like to set up a meeting with you in person."

"That can be arranged. As you being the Governor do you want me to come to you?"

"I'll come to you but with that being said it will have to be after hours."

"That works fine. When?"

"Tomorrow at 10pm?"

"I look forward to meeting you Governor Grant."

"You as well Miss Pope. Till tomorrow, have a good day."

"Goodbye Governor."

Hanging up the phone Liv calls everyone into the conference room.

"We have another public figure coming thru tomorrow."

Quinn was the first to speak up, "I hope this is juicy, who is it?"

Looking at each of them before speaking Liv states, "our great Governor Grant."

"Figures, he basically was the only one went haven't helped yet. So what we got impregnate his side piece or drugs or both. No wait I got it embezzlement?" Harrison quips.

"I didn't ask. He will be here tomorrow night at 10." Everyone nods there head as the agreement of being on board. Taking a steadying breath to calm her nerves Liv turns back to the team.

"In other news today I had my procedure done and hopefully in two weeks I will have an answer."

Huck had no emotion on his face when he spoke, "you really did it?"

"Yes I did," squaring her shoulders showing that her decision was hers alone but secretly wanting all their support.

Getting up to leave to do a check on her doctor, pregnancy, and Grant he places a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "okay, just let me know if you need anything."

"Boys," Quinn says shaking her head, "well congrats. I can't wait to meet my little niece or nephew."

"I actually wanted to talk to all of you about that. Abby and Quinn I was wondering, and I know it's too soon but I wanted to ask you two if you will be godparents/aunts? And of course Huck and Harrison will be godparents/uncles."

"Wow I will be honored."Quinn says

Harrison speaks, "You don't even have to ask me. Over a cliff Liv."

Abby was shocked to silence which was hard to do. "Without a doubt Liv, I'm going to spoil this kid rotten."

The next day- Fitz Meeting

Fitz was in his car over to OPA. He did his research on different lawyers and fixers before deciding on OPA. She had accomplished a lot and has heard her name around town. What he wasn't expecting how beautiful and vibrant she was. Her beauty wasn't the only thing that attracted him but brains and her no holds bar attitude. Law and politics was a grueling world which usually aged people beyond their age. He was lucky that he wasn't hit with it himself. Upon arrival his stomach did a flip like when a kid walks into a candy store and its all for them. Shaking off the feeling he steps out the car.

"Ughh republicans."

"Abby it's only 9:58."

"This means he is late."

"What did you find on him that's got you all riled up?"

"Nothing."

"Huck how about you?"

"He's pretty clean. Comes from old money, married to Mellie Parker, now Grant. No kids out or in the marriage, was a standup lawyer. Did years in the Navy and became Cali's youngest governor. No drugs except that one time at a Coachella festival no woman on the side from what I see but always has some woman claiming he slept with them."

Scoffing, "a clean politician, no such thing. Huck maybe you're slipping."

"Never red never"

Ten on the dot they hear the elevator ding. Before he walks off the elevator his agents make sure it's secure.

"Sorry to keep you waiting I had a meeting run over. I'm Fitzgerald Grant," holding out his hand to Olivia. Her picture didn't do her justice. She also couldn't be more then 5'3 compared to his 6'2.

"I'm Olivia Pope. Welcome to OPA what can we do for you?"

"I trust we have full confidentiality here?"

"Of course but before we take you case I need know if you can handle my 3 conditions 1- Never lie to me we need full disclosure to do our job. 2- Do not try to overstep us and go over our heads and 3-We have your back till the end. Do you think you can handle that?

"Seems easy enough. I'll get straight to it, I want a divorce."

"That's it, a divorce?"

"That's it."

"Governor if you will follow me into my office," c losing the door after he sits down. "Mr. Grant we are a crisis firm. Yes we do have lawyers here but we do not practice it."

"Miss Pope I'm well aware of the business you run. I also know that you use to practice law and was damn good at it but you're also great at fixing problems. I want you as my lawyer and fixer. Here's the thing I need you to draw up the papers but also fix the Mellie problem. I am an elected official she is vindictive. Our marriage was a shame from the moment we met. I needed someone quick and she was picked by my father. I was a coward for going along with the plan and staying as long as I did."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why now? Tell me why."

"I want more. I want to be married to someone who stands by my side and is fighting with me not against me. Someone who doesn't throw that they gave up their life to be with me in my face all the time. My term will be coming to an end soon either I can run again or throw my name in the hat and run for President. All honesty I don't know which I want to do but I want someone by my side who will except me either way I go even if it's to give it all up and become a judge. Mellie wants to think for me and control my hand in decisions that have nothing to do with her. How she put it "I'm her stupid idealistic, optimistic, love ridden husband that can be controlled if necessary". What I need from you is to make this divorce happen and make sure she stays in her place without media attention, which she loves."

"Okay. First I'm going to need your terms of divorce, the pre nup if there is one and we can go from there."

Reaching in his jacket he pulls out the papers. Liv raises an eyebrow at him

"I really want this," he laughs with Liv joining him a second later. "So Miss Pope I have shared something about myself, tell me about you."

"Mr. Grant all that you shared was needed information. I don't see what telling you about myself can do for you."

Giving her an intense stare and a small smirk, "humor me."

Liv knew that she was in trouble the moment he walked in. He had a baritone voice that sent chills down her spine, his eyes were like precious jewels; he was tall and well built just from looking at him you can tell that he worked out regularly but what got her was his smile. She never crossed that line with any of her clients but she would gladly with him. Snapping out of her fantasy of basically drooling over her client who happens to be governor, "what would you like to know?"

"Did you vote for me?"

"I'll never tell. There is not much to tell you about myself."

"I believe that there is but I'm going have to work harder for it. It's getting late and I should head out and let you get home to your husband."

"Not married."

"Oh than your boyfriend?"

"Nope single. I'm married to my job."

"See now that wasn't hard to do now was it."

"Smooth Governor. Smooth."

"It was a pleasure Miss Pope I look forward to hearing from you."

"Don't worry governor you're in good hands."

"I don't doubt that." With that he sends her a wink and walks out the door.

"Okay I have a confession to make."

"And what is that Abby?"

"That man is sexy as hell, there it is I said it."

"Abby Whelan do you have a crush on a republican?"

"I wouldn't go that far. So what's the verdict?"

"We get him a divorce and keep his wife from ruining his name."

A wink did the Governor just wink at me and was he flirting? Deciding not to think much into it Liv packs up stuff for the night. Getting home she realizes she hasn't eaten since that afternoon. If she was pregnant she was going to have to start eating and give up one of her loves: red wine. But tonight was a celebration. Heating up some leftover mac and cheese and pouring her last glass of wine till she knew her status of her pregnancy she turned in for the night.