Fitz decided that he, Tom, and Jason would ride with Liv to her house to keep from being spotted. If they were going straight to the White House it would be different, but they had to stop at Liv's place first so she could gather a few things. Besides her car provided just as much privacy and protection. The tint on her windows was dark enough where no one would be able to see who he was, and When she bought the car, Fitz paid the extra to have it custom fitted with bullet proof windows and siding.
He had Tom sit in the front so no traffic cameras spotted him on the way. He figured they could exit through the parking garage of her office, and enter her condo the same way. Thanks to Liv's life being in danger twice in one week, Fitz had Tom set up precautionary measures in her building.
No one could enter the hallway leading to her apartment without an access code. Anyone without the code would not be able make the elevator stop on her floor, nor would they be able to enter through the stairwell. There were three codes. Liv and Fitz shared a code. That way no one would be able to track his presence. There was one for Cyrus, and one for guests.
Anyone that punched in a code was subject to having their picture stored in the database. Tom even went so far as to make sure that no deliveries were taken up to her floor without her consent. Any surprise deliveries were all to be delivered at the front desk. When Fitz said he wanted her safe, damned if he didn't mean it.
"Fitz" Liv said looking into the rear view mirror at him. "If you are staying with me for two weeks at my place, what is going on for the next two weeks? There is no way that would work. You can't be away from the White House for an entire month Fitz. The Democrats will hang you for that."
"Livvie, I will be at work every morning, and every night I will be with you for the first two weeks. I'm not staying at your place and neither are you."
"Fitz, what are you talking about? You're not making any sense now." Liv was beginning to worry that Fitz was not only making sense, he wasn't answering her questions completely.
Fitz could sense the frustration in Liv's voice. He figured he'd better give her some sort of plan before their time together went to hell as it often does.
"Livvie, when I said here, I meant here in D.C." Fitz could see the look of curiosity on her face through the rear view mirror. He continued. "We are staying at Blair House for the next two weeks. After that, we are going to Camp David for two weeks where Cyrus will be joining us to help prepare for the following two weeks."
"Following two weeks?"
"Yes, the following two weeks, we are going to Italy."
"Italy? What are we supposed to do in Italy Fitz?"
"I have a convention to go to and I thought that it would be a great way for you and me to plan our wedding location and honeymoon. Don't you think?" Liv could tell by the look on his face that he was serious.
"Ok, Fitz, remember the doctor told you about irrational thinking after the gunshot wound to the head. I think you're having one of those moments now. Tom please tell me Fitz is joking."
"No Liv, I'm not. Mellie signed the divorce papers under the agreement that we act like a happy- loving couple for as long as I am in office. Patrick Keating made it official this morning, but he will not file them until I am out of office. As soon as I am free, we will be married."
Now her conversation with Mellie was beginning to make sense. Liv was overwhelmed with both excitement and fear. How did he expect either one of them to be able to just pack up and whisk off to Italy as if their jobs meant nothing to either of them? She had important clients to tend to, and that would mean making sure the team was prepared well before she left. There was no way that she would be able to do that given the schedule that Fitz just rambled off. She had to admit though, spending 6 weeks with Fitz sounded like a dream.
"Fitz, don't you think it's a little too early to be skipping off together? The press has barely stopped speaking about the affair."
"Olivia Pope, I want to be with you in the open. Not in the shadows, but everywhere. I want to be with you for the whole world to see. So, I'm taking charge of this situation and that's exactly what I'm going to do. Approval ratings be damned."
"So I have two weeks to prepare my team for the events that could possibly occur within the next month?"
"It's not like they won't have any way to contact you Livvie. Just say yes that you want to spend the next 6 weeks with me. No interruptions aside from work. It will be just you and me, together, alone."
Liv thought about the situation and figured that there wasn't really much that she had to be in the office to do anyway. Her team was more than capable of holding down the fort while she was gone. Besides, never has she been able to spend so much time with Fitz without him being torn away to deal with matters of the nation.
"Anything you say Mr. President." Liv's mouth turned upward revealing a devilish grin. "6 weeks together. What should we do first?"
"Ms. Pope, I can tell you what I want to do first, and as soon as we get upstairs into your condo, I plan on it."
"Mr. President…. BRING YOUR BEST." Liv said in a taunting tone that drove Fitz wild with desire. "But maybe we should wait until we are back behind White House gates. This could take all night."
"Very well then Ms. Pope. Consider it brought."
Tom coughed as to alert the two of them that he and Jason were still in the car. He was pretty sure that it didn't matter. He had witnessed the two of them together on numerous occasions, and once their eyes met, everyone else in the world vanished. Tom turned to Jason with a joking tone.
"Welcome to the big leagues J. This is where Olitz jumps off and we make it happen. What goes on here- stays here. That is if you value your job. If not, you can spend the rest of this presidency guarding the halls of Karen and Jerry's private school. Very boring job from what Hal has been telling me."
Liv and Fitz were so wrapped up in one another they didn't even realize that Tom had been speaking.
Jason took in Tom's words for a minute as he watched the intense stare off that was happening through the rear view mirror of the car. He watched as Fitz got out and shut his door. He watched Fitz open Liv's door helping her out of the car. He watched as Fitz pulled Liv into him and placed the softest kiss on her lips. He watched as one tear rolled down Fitz's cheek, and Liv wiped it away. He overheard Liv assuring Fitz that everything was going to be ok, and they were together now. That was all that mattered.
It was then he realized that this job would be no simple feat. In the beginning he thought that the relationship between President Grant and Olivia Pope was just some tawdry fling, but what he was witnessing at this very moment spoke of anything but.
"I'm good Tom, you have nothing to worry about. The quicker Mellie is out of the White House the better. Besides, I'm more afraid of Olivia Pope than Mellie, or spending my days guarding the halls of a private school"
Tom laughed at the response that Jason offered him. "Jason, you are one very smart man. Olivia Pope may be tiny, but her actions can be more lethal than sitting on an active mine." They both laughed knowing that it was true. Olivia Pope was the perfect woman. She was brilliant, dedicated, and a force to be reckoned with. The fact that she had one hell of a body didn't hurt either. She was definitely the perfect woman that defined perfection.
"So Tom, what do we do now?"
"It's simple, we go upstairs, make sure the floor is clear, then we spend the next 6 weeks envying President Grant for being the luckiest man in the world. He's got Olivia Pope back in his life and trust me, that was no easy task."
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"Liv" Fitz said as he sat on the sofa in her living room and turned on the news.
"Yes?"
"Do you know what I keep thinking of whenever I look at this couch?"
Liv knew that Fitz was going somewhere with this, but she didn't want to ruin the moment by blurting out an answer. "No Mr. President. Tell me, what do you think about every time you look at my couch?"
Fitz stood and walked towards Liv with love filled eyes. "I think about the look on your face when I showed up at your door just a few short weeks ago." He stepped closer to Liv and her heart started to flutter. "I think about how we sat here for 22 minutes while I proved to you that you are the love of my life. That you are the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with."
Fitz took one final step closing the gap between them. He began caressing her cheek with the back of his hand. "I think about the moment you realized that I was serious about this relationship, about being with you. I think about the way we made passionate love on the sofa, the dining room table, the kitchen counter, your bed, and the shower. I think about how good it felt to hold you through the entire night. I think about how we are going to have that for the rest of our lives. It's happening sooner than you think."
"Fitz" Liv sighed unable to think of anything else to say. She remembered that evening. She remembered the way he sauntered into her condo and sat on the couch. She remembered how terrified she was that him doing so would mean the end of his presidency. She remembered the feeling that came over her as the clock struck 9 and the world hadn't imploded. Most importantly, she remembered the way they both cried as they made love through the night. It was a moment they had both been waiting on for far too long.
"Livvie, do you remember what I said to you that night as we lay in bed talking picturing our future together?"
Liv thought for a moment and it was clear to her now exactly where he was going with this. She looked up at him and placed her arms around his neck before responding.
"Yes Fitz, I remember."
They recited the words together; "Faith makes things easy. Love makes things possible. Faith in our love makes us unstoppable."
Liv pulled Fitz down to her and drew his lip into her mouth sucking on it slowly. She repeated the same with the lower one. Fitz lifted her up and deepened the kiss parting her lips with his tongue. Fitz broke the kiss for a moment.
"God I've missed you Livvie. You have no idea just how much I've missed you."
Fitz's words sent a warm feeling through Liv's body and she began kissing him with such urgency and need. She tangled her fingers in his hair and wrapped her legs around his waist.
"I've missed you too. But if we keep this up, we're not getting to Blair House tonight." Fitz didn't want to admit it but he knew that Liv was right. If he was going to tell the press corps that he was going to put his vacation off for two weeks, he'd better be back in time to explain why.
"We should go." Fitz said with sadness filling his eyes.
"Yes. We should go. Fitz, you never did answer one thing"
"What's that?"
"How are you going to explain not being at Camp David for another two weeks?"
"Easy, I delayed my trip to tend to very important matters. The first matter is you."
Hey everyone, I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter. I'm going to be gone until Sunday so unfortunately I won't be able to do any updates until then. As always, I welcome all comments. Thank you so much for reading.
