"I don't have many for now because it's late and we have a trip to get ready for but I need to know a few things," Gina looks at him and Fitz looks at her, Abby and Quinn.

"Ask away?"

"Do you love her?"

"I do."

"Why and why haven't you left your wife," Abby pipes in. She was all for her friend falling in love but he was the president and very much still married.

"First she is the reason for me waking up ever day. I live for her. I want to be a better man for her. Plus she the air I breathe she is my world, I just love her. And as far as me being married still I have tried to leave and I want to but she opened up my eyes that it wouldn't be that easy, so I stayed till I could get every detail I possibly could to perfection."

"You have a plan?" says Quinn

"Yes I do and when you all come back I will like to hire you in this plan to make it work. I need the best." Hoping that his answer eased their minds a little he sat up straighter and looked at all of them as they soaked what he just said in.

"That's all I needed to know…. for now, we should get going so we can pack and be back here early."

"Well since that is it my agents will escort you guys downstairs to your car so you guys can go home and pack."

"Dang he's pushing us out the door so he can get some," says Abby shifting the mood.

"No ladies. Jut sleep."

"Night Mr. President. See you when we get back."

"Good night ladies."

After bidding Abby, Quinn, and Gina goodnight he told his agents he was turning in for the night. Closing and locking the door he makes his way back to Livs room where he finds her already sitting in bed.

"I was prepared for battle again. I'm surprised you haven't fought me to go back to the white house."

"What's the point? I'm tired your tired, and plus your letting me borrow a plane to go home."

He looks down at his feet, "you called it home" he whispers barely loud enough for her to hear.

"I knew you would catch on. Come here and don't look so sad."

"How can I not your leaving me."

"I'm not leaving you. I'm giving us a break to clear our heads, figure out a plan and our issues before we can become us. You have to remember you are the President, married, kids, and white. I am a political fixer who has been linked to you already, seemingly unattached to anyone, and black. No matter what way we spin it I will always be the younger home wrecker, gold digger, mid life crisis that you are going thru. I can hear them now saying ' the President is taking a walk on the wild side with all people Olivia Pope. Is he fit to run the country anymore?' It is as if I am an itch you need to scratch and I am plotting to take down America along with the white man."

"Liv..."

"I know I'm not those things but we have to pop the bubble we made and open our eyes to the possible backlash that will come. We just have to spin it correctly that it looks less dramatic than it is. I need to be able to wake up in the morning and look in the mirror to be okay with any decision I make. So tomorrow you're going to wake up and be great while I go… think."

"Will you come back to me?"

"You act like I'm running to hide forever. Yes Mr. President I will come back. I know you; you will have eyes on me anyways."

He doesn't say anything because she is right. He knew where she was going and she wouldn't be alone but it put him at ease knowing that someone was there to protect her even when he couldn't, which he felt like it was all the time. That was why as soon as she got back the plan would be put in place whether she agreed with it or not.

Pulling him under the covers and grabbing his face in her small hands after he gets comfortable, "I'll make you a deal. You and your goon squad can escort me and my girls to the airstrip, I'll call you the second we land and are locked in the house, deal?"

"I'll take that deal," leaning in he kisses her forehead, eyes and lastly her lips.

"One minute."

Sighing, "one minute."

"You are very needy tonight," she hugs him and after what seems like an eternity of looking in each other's eyes and breathing Fitz moves to lie on his back and pulls her in closer so her head is lying on his chest above his heart.

"I love you," she doesn't say it back but she does bury herself deeper in his chest and that's all he needs before closing his eyes and falling into a comfortable sleep.