"Someday, we'll run into each other again, I know it. Maybe I'll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens, that's when I'll deserve you"

- Gabrielle Zevin.

It was the first day on set and Olivia had never been so nervous in her life, she had been working on films for as long as she could remember but today was her first day on the set of the newly and finally titled "Addicted." It had been 3 weeks since her dinner with Fitz and she had been keeping her distance. Seeing him again had thrown her for a loop, her feelings were all over the place just like every other time she had seen him. She lay in bed and for one moment she let herself remember the night, the night she realised she needed to get away from Fitzgerald Grant before she threw everything away for him.

It was 2008 and Olivia Pope had just ended her engagement with Edison Davis, she was happy with her choice, marriage wasn't for her and neither was Edison. For once in her life she had made a decision that she wasn't going to regret, however she was now regretting not doing it a few weeks later because here she was at an event with a man who had been on her mind for years. She hadn't seen Fitzgerald Grant for months until a few weeks ago when she saw him at restaurant, it was the 3rd time they had ever seen each other, she had briefly told him about her engagement ending and she had kissed him on the cheek goodbye. Now she was about to attend an event hosted by MGM, there was no way they wouldn't see each other, it was an intimate setting as well, exactly what they didn't need. She had pulled a red skin tight dress out of her cupboard for the evening, the strapless sweetheart neckline emphasised her breasts, displayed her washboard stomach and her curves; she looked good. Looking around the room she gasped when she saw him, Olivia had only been there for 10 minutes and she would be lying to herself if she hadn't spent all of them scanning the room looking for him. He looked handsome as always, he seemed to be getting better with age, she wondered if his wife Mellie was here tonight, Olivia had never formally met her, just heard things from Fitz about her. Her thoughts were interrupted when a hand was placed on her back and a champagne glass was in front of her face, spinning around she saw Fitz.

"Hi." He said softly

"Hi." She returned quietly.

"You look beautiful Liv." He looked her up and down, her dress was stunning and her hair was in loose curls, accentuating her cheekbones and her makeup was minimal with a bright red lip. "Stunning." He finished as she smiled.

"Thank you. You don't brush up to bad either." She subtly eyed his tuxedo which made him look like he'd stepped straight of a runway, there was no way they could ignore the attraction between them tonight, it was already simmering, she needed to divert them away from the topic. "So is your wife here tonight?" Olivia asked looking around the room.

"Nope. She's at home with the kids." Fitz replied sipping his champagne.

"Ahhh Karen and Gerry right? How are they?" Olivia asked not sure if she was relieved or not that his wife wasn't there.

"Good. Growing up so fast." He smiled softly thinking of his kids, they were truly the highlight of his life.

"I can imagine. And you and Mellie? You guys are good?" Olivia asked, she needed to know; the last time they had discussed his marriage Fitz had given her a lot to think about.

"Ehhhhhhhh." He said chuckling lightly. "I don't think I've had enough alcohol to get into that." He downed the rest of his glass of champagne.

"Well let's get you another one." Olivia said with a saucy smile.

The rest of the evening went well, the champagne was flowing between Olivia and Fitz, they weren't drunk but they definitely weren't sober. They had moved to a secluded booth in the back corner and had been quite touchy-feely for the past hour. Fitz's hand was high on Olivia's thigh, thankful for the slit in her dress and she had her arm slung over his shoulder, her fingers lightly stroking his hair and neck. To the public they would look like a couple in love, the conversation flowing freely between the two.

"Are you cold? Do you want my jacket?" Fitz said as he noticed her shivering.

"Thank you." He wrapped his jacket over her shoulders, his hands running slowly over her back and neck. "You're the perfect gentleman." She said smiling at the man next to her.

"Only for you Liv. You deserve it. Edison didn't deserve you." Fitz said, his hand taking his place on her thigh again, a little higher this time, her hands now clasped in her lap.

"Maybe I didn't deserve him Fitz. I'm not perfect, far from it." She said looking down.

"Hey hey, look at me." When she didn't he used his other hand to lift her chin. "You are better than perfect Liv. God. I can't even put into words" He was cut off when she kissed him. Later, she could blame it on the alcohol, but in that moment she knew exactly what she was doing, he was the perfect one, all night he made sure she knew how good and worthy she was, she had never felt so loved in her life. The taste of his lips was exactly as she imagined, they were soft and she slowly snaked her tongue out begging for entrance, he obliged and before they knew it, the kiss was heated, their tongues duelling, their hands roaming each other bodies. Her fingers tangled in his curls and he moaned into her mouth when she pulled his hair lightly. She smiled through the kiss at his moan as he pulled away, placing kisses on her neck as she arched her neck. The kiss was everything Fitz had been waiting for, she was like coming up for fresh air, he hadn't felt this way ever before and she was moaning as he hit a sensitive spot on her neck, moving back up to her mouth he deepened the kiss as he went to pull Olivia onto his lap when they were interrupted by a buzzing on the table. She pulled away immediately, their breaths deep and heavy as she grabbed her phone.

"Hello. Edison. Hi." They kept eye contact and his hands were still on her body. "Yes. Okay. Bye." She ended the call. "I have to go."

"Liv." He said softly, moving a soft curl out of her face.

"Fitz. This shouldn't have happened. My fiancé needs me." She said as she began to pack the contents of her purse up.

"Fiancé Liv?" He said moving his hands off her waist and onto his lap.

"Oh whatever, same thing." She said as she began to take off his jacket.

"Liv. You're not engaged and two seconds ago you had your tongue down my throat. Don't run away from me and use some shit excuse." Fitz said sternly.

"Fitz we can't. Please don't make this harder than it is. You're married and I just broke off my engagement, Edison has some of my things he wants me to pick them up. I'm going and we are never discussing this again." With a soft kiss to his lips she was gone and on her way to Edison's, not leaving until the next morning more confused than ever, she had kissed Fitz and slept with Edison to get over kissing Fitz. Her life was a mess, she was never going to think of this night ever again.

There were a thousand people on set and Olivia was overwhelmed. Okay, she was exaggerating, but Olivia had never seen a set so full on the first day, it was usually a day for mucking around and getting to know each other but with sets already built she guessed they were getting right into it. The cast had met last week going over a table read with the production manager Cyrus Beene. Her co-stars were lovely people, the leading man in Josie Grant's life was Barrett James and he was being played by one of Hollywood's leading actors, Jake Ballard. Olivia had never worked with him, but he was a seasoned bachelor and she had heard many stories of him and his leading ladies. She was not about to join that long line of women, she already had enough men drama with Fitz, she didn't need anymore. Her day was long and she was exhausted, she hadn't even seen Fitz once, he was off with executives all day planning the final touches before filming officially started tomorrow, today was a meet and greet day but Olivia was thrown all over set, meeting every single person she could. Cyrus had basically treated her like a rag doll and she was literally dead on her feet. She basically fell in her door, almost tripping over Bellie on the way.

"Hi miss Bellie. How was your day munchkin?" Olivia picked up her dog, she was going to be able to take Bellie with her to filming so today was a one-off. "Mummy had a good day." Olivia said again to her dog as she almost threw herself on the lounge, she was about to turn on her television when her phone rang. She leant over to her bag, pulling it out and seeing that it was Fitz.

"Hello?"

"Olivia hi." His voice was beautiful; she had missed it in the past few weeks since she had seen him. "How was your first day?" He asked.

"Good, good. Long." She breathed out shuffling into the lounge, pulling a blanket over her body.

"You sound tired. Did Cy have you running all over set?" He asked sitting back into his chair in his office.

"Yeah." She stifled a yawn. "It was good though." He smiled at her responses, she was dead tired he could tell.

"I'll let you go Liv, I'll see you tomorrow?" Fitz asked smiling through his phone.

"Hmmmmm. Night Fitz." She said yawning again, her words drowsy.

"Night Livvie." He said softly.

"Fitz?"

"Yeah?"

"See you tomorrow handsome." And with that she hung up her phone, falling asleep with a smile on her face, tomorrow she got to see her Fitz and that's all that mattered.

A/N Your reviews are everything people, keep it up! Also, this is a current story so its set in 2013! Stay tuned, its going to be a messy ride! X