It has been a week since the movers brought everything into Liv's condo. With the exception of her clothes, nothing had been unpacked. Apparently news had spread like wildfire that the OPA was officially open for business, and everyone wanted a piece of Olivia Pope's time. Liv had been in her office all of an hour when her first client arrived. Throwing everything she had into the case, it was no wonder the women all picked Friday evening to help Liv unpack.

Abby and Quinn arrived shortly after work and stood as they took in the mountain of boxes before them. Since it was just the girls, Liv had thrown on a pair of black jogging shorts and a white tank top, along with her black and white cross trainers. Her hair was up in a high ponytail, and her face was clear of all makeup. This was definitely not the Olivia Pope that Abby had come to know and even love in the past week. It didn't matter though as Abby and Quinn were dressed in similar attire.

"Thank you both for helping." Liv said as she docked her iPhone and sought out an upbeat playlist.

"No problem." Abby and Quinn said in unison. They figured the sooner they finished unpacking, the sooner they could begin girl's night and grill Liv about her past with Fitz.

Since Abby and Quinn were helping her unpack, Liv decided to turn this into a girl's night in, set with Chinese food, wine, old movies, and lots of girl talk. Seeing as how Liv was planning on drinking a lot, she suggested the women both bring a pair of pajamas, along with an outfit and something comfortable to wear as thy unpacked.

Liv grabbed the bottle of wine that had been sitting on the counter, and poured a glass for each of them. After downing the first glass at an incredibly fast pace, Liv refilled her glass and reminded herself to take it slow tonight. She didn't want to reveal too much information.

"Liv, how is it you've been here a week and still haven't unpacked a single thing?" Abby asked as she shook her head. Although Abby was now working for Liv, she loved that their work and personal relationships were separated. Liv turned to Abby as she backed slowly towards her iPhone. She pulled up the playlist and Abby laughed at the song that began to play, as Liv began swaying her hips while singing to the music.

I remember being young and so brave
I knew what I needed
I was spending all my nights and days laid back day dreaming
Look at me—I'm a big girl now, said I'm gon' do something
Told the world I would paint this town
Now bitches I run this

'Cause I put it (down like that, down like that)
And I'm making (all these racks, all these racks)
And I'm moving (round like that, round like that)
When I do it (I don't look back, don't look back).

I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want
I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want

Abby and Quinn began laughing harder as Liv continued dancing around the apartment while putting things away. The two women shared a look then shrugged as they joined in on fun.

They love the way I walk
'Cause I walk with a vengeance
And they listen to me when I talk
'Cause I ain't pretending
It took a while, now I understand
Just where I'm going
I know the world and I know who I am
It's 'bout time I show it

I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want
I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want

Liv stood on top of the coffee table and continued dancing and swaying to the beat as she used a hairbrush as her microphone. They women were dancing and having such a great time, they didn't even notice Fitz standing in the doorway watching them.

I can be bad if I want
I can say what I want
I can live fast if I want
I can go slow all night long

I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want (whatever it is)

I'm a grown woman
And I know that I got it (got it got it)
I'm a grown woman
Ain't got no room in her pockets
I'm a grown woman
Look down, got you so excited
I really want to know if you got it like that
Cause you got a cute face
And that booty so fat

Not realizing Fitz was there, Liv dropped to all fours on the table and began popping her ass as Quinn and Abby sang the next part.

Go girl (go girl)
She got that bomb (that bomb)
That girl can get whatever she wants.
Go girl (hey girl),
She got that tight (that tight).
Them boys,
They do whatever she like.
I'm a grown woman

Fitz couldn't help but feel the tightening in his pants as he watched Liv dancing and singing in such a carefree manner. Her smile seemed to brighten the room, and Fitz felt his heart grow to the point he thought it would burst.

I'm a grown woman

I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want (I can do what ever I want)
I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want.
I'm a grown...

Fitz had to stifle his laughter as all three women were lined up facing the window shaking their butts to the music. They all began to finish out the song, but when Abby and Quinn realized Liv had a very beautiful and powerful singing voice, they backed down, happy to just be backup.

I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want.
I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want (ever I want)
I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want (ever I want)
I'm a grown woman
I can do whatever I want (ever I want)

When the song came to an end Fitz felt the need to alert the girls who somehow still hadn't noticed him and were now all piled sloppily across the sofa in a heap of laughter, that he was in fact in the room. Fitz began a slow clap that startled all three women.

"Fitzy!" Abby who was now on her third glass of wine screeched as she ran over to Fitz to give him a hug.

"Hey Abbs." Fitz responded as he embraced his friend, all while keeping his eyes locked on Liv who was downing her third glass of wine, and was quickly making her way through her fourth.

"Fitz, what are you doing here? Where are the kids?" Liv asked as her cheeks were still clearly flushed, a mix from both dancing and embarrassment that he caught her in such a carefree moment. She tilted her head as she watched his ears burning bright red, and wondered just how long he had been watching them.

"With Mellie for the weekend. You're unpacking?"

"I am."

"And drinking?"

"We are."

"Need help?"

"We do." Liv said with a smirk before walking to grab Fitz a glass. She filled up Fitz's glass and extended her arm to hand it to him. She laughed when he looked from her to the wine and back. "If you want to stay and be an honorary girl for the evening, you need to drink at least one glass of wine. There's beer in the fridge. Now, drink up Fizzyconda." She said with a wink.

Fitz winced when he heard Liv bring up her pet name for him. It brought back memories of their first time, seeing as how that was when she first called him by that name. Their eyes met, and their minds drifted off to that morning.

Flashback

Liv had woken up first the morning after their first time. She looked over at her "Fitzy" who had a head full of messy, frizzy bedhead. He was laying on his back, and was standing at full attention. Without a sheet to cover him, Liv sat for a moment and took in all of his naked glory. When Fitz opened his eyes, he caught Liv staring down at his morning erection. He gasped when he saw her lick her lips hungrily.

"Good morning Fizzyconda." Liv said as she straddled Fitz's torso.

"Fizzyconda?" Fitz asked with a smirk.

"Yea. You're Fitzy, your hair is frizzy, and um... Your... Uh" Liv shied away as she saw the smile forming on Fitz's face.

"So you're saying I'm packing like an anaconda?" Fitz asked as he raised one eyebrow.

"Well, there's not like I have anything to compare to, but I think you are biggest than the average man."

"Oh really?" Liv nodded shyly as Fitz pulled her body flush against his chest. "Well, I can live with that. However, I am going to get you for pointing out my frizz." Fitz said as he flipped them over and positioned himself between Liv's thighs. None of their encounters seemed to last long in the beginning as they were both still getting used to the sexual aspect of life. However, that changed as time went on, and Liv became flustered as she recalled just how long Fitz was able last.

Present

Abby cleared her throat seeing as how the look in Fitz's eyes screamed he wanted to take Liv right there against the wall. Fitz looked away first, clearing his throat as he glanced over at Abby. He knew by the look on her face, she'd be asking about his pet name later.

It took all of 4 hours for the four of them to finish unpacking everything in Liv's apartment. Once finished Abby and Quinn collapsed on Liv's end chairs, leaving the sofa to Liv and Fitz. Fitz had just finished setting up Liv's sound system, placing speakers throughout her living room.

Exhausted and slightly tipsy, Fitz sat first as Liv went to order their Chinese food. She yelled for Abby to pick out a movie for them to watch as she grabbed styrofoam plates, plastic eating utensils, and napkins. After everything the went through in the past four hours, dishes were the last thing Liv wanted to deal with tonight. She grabbed another beer for Fitz and a bottle of wine for them and made her way back into the living room. Liv placed everything on the table, and squealed as Fitz pulled Liv down on the side, almost completely on top of him.

"Hi." Fitz said as he stared into Liv's eyes.

"Hi." Liv responded somewhat flustered. The two of them remained like that until Liv remembered Abby and Quinn were there. Clearing her throat, Liv sat up and folded her knees under her on the sofa.

"So, what movie did you pick?" Liv asked as she wasn't sure of Abby's taste in movies just yet. Then again, it was her movie collection so the odds of her being in the mood for the movie were highly in her favor.

Liv pressed play, and smiled when the menu screen popped up. Abby had chosen Rush Hour. "I hope the movie is ok." Abby said nervously, waiting for Liv's response.

"Abby, we are going to get along just fine." Liv said as her mouth curved upwards into a smile.

Before starting the movie, Liv made everyone go to the bathroom and get what they needed as Rush Hour was a movie she refused to pause. Even when the food arrived, Liv refused to pause the movie for Fitz when he got up to pay. Abby and Quinn watched silently as Liv and Fitz inched their way closer to one another until Liv was snuggled up against Fitz, her head resting comfortably against his chest.

After the movie ended, they all began talking about Jackie Chan and how he did his own stunts. Fitz thought it was stupid as he recalled how the man had been injured quite a few times in the process. Quinn poked fun at Fitz saying he was jealous that Jackie's body was able to move in ways Fitz could only dream.

"I think my body moves in ways that many women could only dream. Isn't that right Liv?" Fitz asked, causing Liv and Abby to choke on their wine. Suddenly all eyes were on Liv, awaiting this confirmation. Feeling very good after her fifth glass of wine, Liv decided to throw Fitz a bone.

"That is how you got the name Fizzyconda, isn't it. You move very, very, very well." Liv said as she bit down on her bottom lip. Abby sensed the sexual tension between the two as it quickly filled the room.

"Please elaborate?!" Quinn asked as she figured they would reveal more in their inebriated state than they would sober.

Liv took a breath and responded "He was my first." at the exact same time Fitz responded "she was my first." Liv sat up and looked at Fitz as he had never shared that piece of information with her before now.

"So, why haven't you two gotten together yet?"

Liv looked at Fitz and sighed. It wasn't lost on anyone in that moment that she scooted away from Fitz once the question was spoken. Fitz glared at Abby as the mood in the room shifted.

"Because Abby, Fitz is still married. Yes, even though the divorce is underway. Until the papers are finalized, he technically belongs to someone else." Liv finished with a cough as she tried the hide her voice cracking at the end. "Besides, we've been friends for a very long time. We need to consider that as well." Liv added, trying to play off her drunken confession. It didn't matter though as the seeds in Abby's mind had already been planted.


It was 9 am the next morning and everyone was surprisingly awake. They had made plans to have lunch later in the afternoon, but for now, they had nothing to do. Abby was pacing the floor, and stopped abruptly as something came to her.

"Hey Fitz, need help cleaning out Mellie's closet?" She asked with a smirk. Even Liv could tell Abby was up to something.

"Sure Abbs, are you all really up to it today? I mean after unpacking yesterday?" Fitz was silently hoping the girls would help him clear Mellie's belongings out of the house. Then in that moment, he really wished he told her to take get things with her, but in all seriousness, he didn't feel she deserved a dime from him. Especially after running off with a man Fitz had at one point considered a friend.

"I'm willing to help anyway I can Fitz." Liv said as her words pulled Fitz out of his thoughts.

"Me too." Quinn added.

"Good. So Fitz, do you know all of what you're getting rid of?"

"Everything that was Mellie's."

"Everything?" Abby asked with an even wider grin.

"Everything."

The four of them made their way over to Fitz's house and went straight up to the bedroom. Quinn and Abby began grabbing everything in sight, until Liv told them to leave the jewelry.

"Leave the jewelry?" Abby asked wondering what Liv was up to.

"Yes, leave the jewelry." Liv said with an evil smirk of her own, before grabbing an armfull of clothes and something off of the dresser. She made her way downstairs with everyone quickly following. Fitz knew whatever it was that Liv was up to, was going to be big. They reached the kitchen just as they heard tires peeling out of the drive way. They ran out front, and saw Liv loading up the car with what she had been holding.

"Fill 'er up." Liv demanded as her smile grew wider.

An hour later, Mellie's 2002 silver Mercedes E320 was filled to the brim with all of her clothes, shoes, and purses, except for her brand new Prada bag. Abby kept that for herself. Just before the last of the items were loaded, Liv drove the car down the road to a field that Fitz owned. Seeing as how it was still his property, he was still able to burn trash on the land. There was no way Liv was jeopardizing any damage to any part of Fitz's 8 million dollar estate. Fitz, Abby, and Quinn jumped into Fitz's Lexus and met Liv down the road.

"Ok, so now what? We can't even get into the driver's seat Liv." Fitz asked as he looked at the monstrosity that was now parked in his field.

"I have two questions for you Fitz. 1. How much do you want for everything here? Including the car?"

"Nothing. I just want it all gone."

"Ok. Now 2. Anyone have a match?" Liv asked as she began pouring lighter fluid on the items inside of the car as well as in the trunk. Abby began jumping up and down as she realized what Liv was about to do. In that moment, Liv became her shero, more now than before.

Quinn reached into her purse and pulled out a book of matches she luckily still had from the restaurant. She handed them over to Liv, who handed them to Fitz.

"Hello. Yes, we need a tow truck at 1945 Sycamore drive... No, I can wait that long. Thank you so much... See you then." Liv spoke into her phone. She listened for a moment longer before hanging up. "Tow truck will be here in two hours."

Fitz smiled at Liv knowing this was probably the most childish thing they could do, there were after all places they could've donated the items to, but knowing Mellie could never get them, spurred Fitz on. Fitz struck the match and tossed it. Within seconds the car, along with all of the items inside had gone up in flames. Liv began walking as she took into account that cars do have gas tanks, and Mellie's was probably full. The others seemed to have caught on as they made their way back to Fitz's car.

"Abby, where did you get that?" Liv asked as she watched Abby pull a toasted marshmallow off of a stick and pop it into her mouth.

"The cupboard... What? A girl's gotta have a snack while she's watching the event of the millenium go down right before her very eyes." Abby replied as she offered Them a marshmallow.

"Do they even taste good?" Liv asked as she declined the treat.

"Taste like victory to me." Abby responded smugly as she popped another one into her mouth.

The four of them stood there and waited, Fitz wasn't sure exactly why, but he stood and watched the car burning along with the women. Fitz heard Liv mumbling to herself, and quickly realized she was counting down.

"5...4...3...2...1...Boom" As if on cue, there was an explosion as the fire reached the gas tank launching the car into the air.

"Fire please... Yes, there is a car fire... 1945 Sycamore Drive... No, no one is hurt... Yes... Thank you..." Liv hung up the phone and the four of them stayed until the fire had been extinguished.

Quinn tapped Fitz on the shoulder as she realized a man who looked like the fire Marshall approached.

"Sir, was this your car?"

"Yes."

"Did you start this fire sir?"

"Yes."

"Sir, you do know it's against the law to burn anything other than trash on your property, right?"

Fitz stood up straight and stared directly into the marshall's eyes when he responded "It was trash." The Marshall simply looked at Fitz as if he had lost his mind.

"Sir-"

"Don't worry, it won't happen again." Fitz said as he joined the women who were now waiting inside the car. Fitz threw the car into drive, and just like that made the first step in walking away from 11 years.

11 years of fake anniversaries and unpleasant Christmases. 11 years of feeling highly inadequate even through his success. 11 years of arguments and being verbally abused. 11 years of playing the loving devoted husband while paying for any and every unfinished adventure Mellie ever embarked upon. 11 years of his parents wishing he would divorce Mellie. 11 years of living with the biggest mistake of his life. 11 years without the love of his life.

As they returned back to the house, Liv told everyone to stay in the car as she ran back upstairs and collected all of the jewelry. When she returned, they left and made their way the jewelry store where most of the jewelry had come from. After explaining the situation, The store owner decided that since Fitz was a valued customer, he would buy back all of the jewelry, including pieces that were not their. Of course he couldn't give them full value for them, but walking out $450,000 richer wasn't too shabby.

Fitz sat and looked at the check that had been written out to him. He didn't want the money, it wasn't about that. This was about breaking all ties and sense of entitlement in regards to Mellie Grant.

Fitz stopped by the bank, and the women gasped when Fitz was escorted to the car by armed guards holding four briefcases. Fitz made four stops that day, one to each of the four churches in the area that had been struggling for donations for their outreach program.

Each church received a briefcase containing $112,500. Fitz knew this would make headlines in the morning but he didn't care. He had taken the symbols of Mellie's greed and selfishness, and turned it into an act of charity and selflessness. Fitz made a note to himself that he'd have to plan something big for Liv and the girls to thank them for never leaving his side.

Fitz wasn't sure how he lucked up to have such wonderful friends, even if they were women, but he knew he would be a fool if he ever got away. One woman in particular