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Well I have decided to continue the story. I hope you like!

This is a Mellitz fic. I warned you. So I don't need you to read it if you prefer Olitz.

She couldn't believe it. He lied to her! About Mellie! Normally she didn't care about her, they were married, they slept in the same bed, but… He said she wasn't anything to him! That they hadn't even kiss for a long time! Well, a real kiss, of course they kissed, in front of the camera, but not at the residence. And now… They had had sex. Just like that. Sex.

She calmed down. She took a breath. Maybe they didn't have sex. Maybe they just kissed and things became romantic but Fitz stopped. Yes. That was why Mellie was so angry. It had to be that.

Olivia had just left the White House when her Fitz's phone rang.

"Liv we need to talk."

"Do we?"

"Yes. I can tell you now. Or I can go to your place tonight. Or you can just come back."

"Fitz I think…"

"Please."

"I wait for you tonight."

"Thank you."

He didn't really know what he was going to say to her. "Hi Liv, last night I went with Teddy to Blair House, he wanted to see her mom but when I saw her I decided to have sex with her. To remember old times. And I left a hickey." His head was about to explode. "I'm a jerk. Why did I do that? Well… She was so… And…" he tough, picturing last night Mellie. "I know why I did that. Yep."

Meanwhile, Mellie was in the Capitol, she was a Senator then, and she couldn't miss her functions for some stupid hickey. She put a silk scarf on and she went on with her life. The press were there when she arrived, that was a historical moment, she was the first First Lady who was a Senator too. And she was so proud of herself. Her smile shine brighter than the sun.

She was on the focus. Finally, it was her turn. Fitzgerald Grant's show was over. And Mellie's had just started.

She arrived to Blair House expecting some news about Fitz. Maybe he was there, with Teddy or he had just left or he phoned her to ask about Teddy. But he hadn't. She was starting to worry about the fact he had completely ignored her. Normally he did, but it was a special day. She had just became a Senator! And it was her first day! He was furious with her two nights before, but they need a break. She needed a break. She needed to tell how big and important she had felt when she entered to the capitol and all that people waiting for her…

And suddenly, like a sing, like if someone up there had listened to her, her phone rang.

"What a surprise." She said.

"Well, I know you don't wanna know anything from me, but I had to call you."

"For what? Europeans bored you? Or maybe Europeans are bored of you? Maybe you don't find anyone to screw and you remembered me!"

"My dear Mellie, always so kind and nice."

"So, what is it, Andrew?"

"I've just wanted to ask you how was your first day at the Senate. I've saw you and you looked stunning, in everyway."

She didn't know what to say. That was what she needed but not from him. Not from her former lover who betray the President, the President who elected him VP and whose wife was screwing. She felt a pain in her stomach. She missed it, not him, that: someone actually caring about her. She deserved it.

"It was… amazing. I… I felt like I actually matter!"

She was getting excited. She just needed to talk.

"You've always mattered, Mellie."

But again, Andrew said the wrong words.

"Andrew… This is not right."

"I know, you don't wanna talk to me. I get it. But… I've missed you. I do. I miss you, Mellie. And at least I needed to talk to you."

"No. We're done."

Mellie hung up. She and Andrew was over. And she is happy with that. Yes, she missed the long talk, and the care, and the sex. Of course! She missed not to feel lonely.

She took a deep breath and suddenly a noised scared him. Fitz was there. Staring at her.

"Fitz I didn't…"

"Do you talk to Andrew?" he yelled.

"No!" she answered with anger.

"It doesn't look like it."

"He called me."

"And you picked up."

"And?"

"I don't want you to talk to him! I don't want you to pick up his phone calls! I don't want you to…"

"Stop it! You sound like a jealous husband. But you can't be a jealous husband, can you?"

Fitz looked at her and her smile. She was smirking. The President got mad about her and Andrew. And in his mind, some flashes of Mellie with Andrew appeared. He approached to his wife and took off her scarf.

"Look at this! I can't be jealous of Andrew because I know that I'm the only one who can make you feel like I did last night! And this hickey is the prove! You were so excited… You were So good with me inside of you that you didn't realise! You let me do it! You beg me! You provoked me! Not Andrew! Me!"

And when he finished talking, he realised of what he had just said. He had just called Mellie whore.

She didn't say anything. She stared at him, terrified. What had just happened?

"Get out." She asked.

"Mellie, I didn't mean to…"

"Yes you did. Now, leave."

"No, Mellie listen…"

"I DO NOT HAVE TO LISTEN! YOU'VE SAID WHAT YOU'VE SAID!"

He approached her and touch her face but she moved away.

"I'm sorry."

She couldn't help, she started to cry. The tears fell down her face.

"I'm horrible. I'm sorry." He whispered. "I was jealous. I am. Everyday. Everytime I remember. I can't help it."

"Fitz…" That was something she didn't expect to hear.

"But not just because you were screwing him. Really, Mellie, it wasn't that. It isn't that. It's…" He stopped.

"What it is, Fitz?" she asked, with the tears in her face.

He didn't know if he should say it. He felt insecure about Mellie. He had always been insecure about her. He had always thought he didn't deserve her. Even when she yelled, when she lie, when she became a political monster. Even when he said to her he had fallen for Olivia. Always. And since he discovered about the rape, more.

"I feel I don't deserve you, because I'm not here when you need it. Because I don't ask you. I don't hug you. When you drink… I feel like the worst man in the world. Because I think it's my fault. And when you talk to Andrew… I see you two so connected. I hate it! It should be us…"

"You once said they're not us. That I killed us. And I learn to live with it." Mellie mumbled. She bit her lip, she couldn't believe anything he was saying. That man wasn't the Fitz who kicked her out of the White House.

"No. No, Mellie, I was wrong, we still here. I'm still here, with you. It's you and me…"

"C'mon Fitz… Both of us know that's not true." She replied, trying to keep the distance.

"No! I came here to ask you how was your first day as a Senator, because I care about you! And then…" He didn't want to say what happened then.

"I thought you were mad at me."

"But I needed to ask you about it. Can't I be proud of my wife? I really wanted you to tell me everything. But..."

"But Andrew called."

"And I screwed up."

Mellie smiled.

"So, Senator Grant, please, came here, cozy up and tell me." He asked while he lied on Mellie's bed.

"Senator Grant… It sound so…"

"Amazing? Important? Stunning? Lovely? Sexy?" He asking the last one arching his eyebrow. Mellie laughed.

"Depend on what Grant is a Senator."

"Senator Melody Margaret Grant… Sexy."

"Fitz, you're going to make me blush."

She put her head on Fitz chest. Fitz kissed her head and took her hand. And she related her day to her husband. They were having such a good time, talking about the rest of the Senators and the press. Fitz told her the day on the White House. He said he missed Cyrus, but everything was so quiet that maybe Cyrus' back took a little bit more than expected.

They were laughing about something Elizabeth and Leo's fight when Fitz phone rang. He freezed. He hadn't realised it was midnight.

"Answer it." She said.

"I don't want to."

"Why? We're so good, so quiet, we don't need something to disturb us."

Something called I promised Olivia I'd go to see her and here I am with you. And like she could read minds, she picked it up.

"Hello."

"Mellie?"

"Oh, Liv, Fitz's here, one second."

She handed the phone to the President.

"Olivia Pope for you. Please, close the door when you leave."

He arrived to Olivia's late. He had invented an excuse, but Mellie picked up. Now there couldn't be any excuses.

"Hi." She said.

"Hi." They looked each other. "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize, you were with your wife, married people normally are with their wives at night."

"My marriage isn't normal."

"But you are married, aren't you?"

"Liv…"

He hugged her.

"What happened last night, Fitz? Tell me the truth. I deserve it."

He had no option. He had to tell her. Despite of the pain. She was right. She deserved it.

"Sit down." He asked. "Before I tell you, please, try to understand it. It's difficult, I know, but try it." She nodded and looked him in the eyes. "I went to Blair House last night, with Teddy. He asked me to see his mother. I didn't want to go, I was angry. Not with her, because I had been thinking and I had realised it wasn't her fault, but I was angry because I didn't want her to be blackmailed. I couldn't bear the fact that I allowed it. She had suffered so much and I don't want her to suffer more. "

Liv couldn't believe what she was hearing. He talked like a real husband.

"I owe her. When I arrived to Blair House her door was blocked. I worried, it was only nine in the evening, so I asked the secret service what was going on after I left Teddy in his bedroom. And after a little argue with her agent, she opened the door, completely drunk and on her underwear."

"Fitz, I don't know if I want to hear more. She is your wife."

"Liv…"

"Fitz, sometimes, both of us forgot that I'm your mistress, but I am! Mellie is the wife. Your wife. And if one night you feel like have sex with her you don't have to lie me!"

"That's not true and you know! I don't feel like have sex with her one night, or two, or three!"

"So what happened last night?"

"I… I…" Fitz stopped. Last night he felt different when he saw his wife. He remembered old times, when they met, when they have sex for the first time, he remember why he married her. Maybe it was a political marriage, but if he would had said no, they hadn't married. He remember that girl he used to love. That happened. "I don't know." He lied.

She looked him and she saw something different. She didn't saw the anger while he was talking about Mellie.

"A minute?" he asked. And she nodded.

She rested on his chest and she smelled Mellie's perfume. She erase the picture of Mellie and Fitz hugging on the residence and she closed her eyes. Fitz was tired, like her, and they both fall asleep.

Fitz started to mumble on the middle of the night. Olivia woke up and looked at him, trying to understand what was he saying.

"Come back, please, forgive me." He whispered. "Please!" He repeated louder.

"He's having a nightmare." Olivia thought.

"It's you and me…" he shocked his head and repeated please a few times more. "Little darling, It's you and me…"

Olivia started to shake him. "Little darling?" Liv though, "I've never listened him called me that."

"Fitz, are you okay?"

He was confused. He was with Mellie, in the residence, in their bedroom. They were talking, he tried to kissed and she… And now he is with Olivia.

"Yes… I was…"

"You were dreaming."

"Yes… I… "

"Fitz it's late. You have to come back to the White House before down."

She knew. And Fitz knew she knew.

It's been more than a week since they had sex. Mellie was happy, finally the hickey was gone. It was Friday, and more important, it was June 15th. It was the day before their 20 anniversary. Such a number! 20 years… and 10 fighting. She looked herself in the mirror. Probably that was their last anniversary.

She was zipping her dress when she received a message.

"I want to see you."

"I have to work."

"Breakfast? I promise, Senator, you won't be late."

She didn't answer. Why did Fitz want to see her?

"Mels, please, Thurman balcony and pancakes?"

That really surprised her. And she couldn't refuse pancakes. "If you insist…" she replied.

She was wearing a beautiful Chanel outfit, a pink one. She really love those fancy clothes. She was born for them.

"Why the hurry?" she asked when she arrived.

"Morning, Mels, sit down. Take one pancake."

"Okay… What's going on, Fitz? This is…"

"Tomorrow is our 20th anniversary." Mellie silenced and almost choke on her last bite. "What's wrong? It's like you've seen a ghost. Haven't you remembered?!"

"What? Of course I have! It's just… I didn't expect you do."

"That's very mean…"

"Sorry, I…"

"No apologizes. I didn't call you to fight." He took a sip of his coffee and looked her in the eyes. "I need you to clear your schedule. For tomorrow night."

"What? Why?" She had nothing for tomorrow night. It was Saturday and she was a "married" woman. She hadn't planned anything but watch a movie on the sofa eating ice-cream.

"Because I have a surprise for you. And don't ask questions!"

She stared at him. A surprise? For her? On their anniversary? She felt enthusiastic. But… she had one question. One important question: why?

I know it isn't so long, but it takes me years to write in English.

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