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Chapter Four: First Time
Looking at you holding my breath
For once in my life I'm scared to death
I'm taking a chance letting you inside
I'm feeling alive all over again
As deep as the sky that's under my skin
Like being in love she says for the first time
Maybe I'm wrong I'm feeling right
Where I belong is with you tonight
Like being in love to feel for the first time
We're crashing into the unknown
We're lost in this but it feels like home
- "First Time" Lifehouse
Olivia unlocked the door to her apartment, "So," she led the way inside, flipping on the lights as she went, "what made you move?"
Tossing his bag on the floor, Fitz grabbed her wrist and spun her into him, "You."
Olivia smiled and shook her head, "You've spent all of a few hours with me and I convinced you to move, just uproot your entire life, leave your entire family behind?"
Fitz's head dropped down to the crook of her neck. Placing languid kisses up it to her ear, "The only way I'd get to know you is if I was here. And you were right about everything." His teeth dragged along her earlobe for a moment.
"I'm always right." She murmured, slipping her hand under his t-shirt.
"Is that so?" One of Fitz's hands swept the hair away from her shoulder, the other slid down her back squeezing her ass. She murmured a 'mhm' as his lips moved down her collarbone.
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Olivia awoke to the ringing of her cellphone. Leaning over, she did her best to unwrap herself from Fitz's grasp. She picked up his t-shirt and darted out of the room to her purse, which was sitting on a chair in her kitchen. She glanced at the screen and flipped the phone open, "Huck? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just want you to know that she checked out of the hotel. I'll follow her. I'll make sure everything is set up."
Olivia leaned against the kitchen table, "Thank you Huck. I really owe you for this."
"You don't owe me anything Olivia."
Olivia sighed, "Oh yes, yes I do." She snapped her phone shut and closed her eyes, sighing heavily.
"That's some pretty deep sighing for 2am. What's on your mind?" Olivia looked up to find Fitz standing in her bedroom doorway in only boxers.
"Work." She waved her phone around.
"Your office has been open one day and you're already sighing, that doesn't bode well." He crossed his arms, "Want to try again?"
Olivia pushed herself off the table and moved to the wine rack, grabbing a bottle she set it on the counter with two glasses. "This is a wine conversation."
"Well shit." Fitz took the wine opener from her hands and opened the bottle pouring two glasses.
Olivia took one and the bottle and sat at the kitchen table, "My father is a truly horrible person."
"Eh, mine's not so good either." Fitz laughed as he took a sip.
Olivia downed half of her glass, "My father kills people for a living."
Fitz's hand, that was going to rub her back, stilled, "Excuse me?"
"Well not really, but yes. What I'm about to tell you is confidential. I stumbled upon it accidentally. Huck has no idea. If I tell him," She closed her eyes and choked on tears, "he will never speak to me again and I need him."
"What does your father do Livie?" Fitz leaned forward and swiped away a hair falling in her face, "I moved across the country for you. I'm not going anywhere."
Olivia chuckled, "You say that, but I think it's just the adrenaline from basically running away talking." Fitz shook his head to protest, but Olivia ran over him, "My father is in charge of a top secret organization for the United States government, they're untouchable, even by the president. They run completely on our their own terms, I don't know how they're funded, but it's never been a problem."
"B-613."
Olivia stopped and stared at him, "How do you know about B-613?"
"I was drafted to do a mission for them. It's how I wound up injured and honorably discharged. I had no idea it was a mission for them until afterwards. I was in the hospital and I heard some man talking to the doctors. He was tall, black, and scary as hell. I don't know much about the organization. They basically walked into the Naval Headquarters and demanded a plane and men. I piloted that plane. We shot down a plane and then in turn we were shot down. I was a PoW for two months." He finished his wine. "What exactly does your father do?"
"He's Command." At Fitz's look she elaborated, "More than likely the tall, black scary as hell man talking to your doctor." She finished her wine and poured them both glasses, "He destroyed Huck's life. He took away Huck's family. He broke him." She took a shaky breath, "And he broke me."
Fitz wrapped an arm around her body, "What is happening now?"
Olivia glanced at her phone on the table, "B-613 needed someone in particular to win the special election to fill Kerry's seat in Massachusetts. They placed a chip in a voting machine to alter the votes."
"Kerry's seat was filled weeks ago, what happened now?" Fitz's brows furrowed in confusion.
"Huck and I went up to Boston and removed the chip." She sighed, "When I heard what happened, I just couldn't." She sighed, "Well B-613 was not happy when the election was lost and they blew up the floor of a building with the tech who made the chip. They framed it on his girlfriend. Now B-613 is untouchable, but we had to help her. Her name is Lindsay Dwyer. Huck created her a new identity. Once she's somewhat settled in here in DC, I'm going to give her a job at the firm. Just to keep an eye on her."
"I heard about that. She was painted as a crazy jealous girlfriend. The media said that her boyfriend cheated on her." Fitz leaned back in his chair as he continued to rub circles on her back, "You saved that girl. And the election."
Olivia nodded, "Yeah I did. Huck and I did. How can you do that though? Just take multiple lives? Or blatantly disregard the Constitution?"
Fitz shook his head, "I don't know Liv." He glanced down at her, "Last night I sent my resume to the district attorney's office. If I'm working there, could that in any way help you?"
Olivia leaned over and kissed him, "Yes it would."
"You're the good woman Liv, it's nice to know there's a woman like you out there. And I'm glad I found you."
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One Week Later
"This is all you have?" Olivia peered into the moving van in front of Fitz's new apartment complex.
Fitz wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He leaned forward and kissed her t-shirt covered shoulder, "Yes that's all I have." He kissed her cheek, "Come on let's get this stuff inside."
"Your sexy, strong movers are here!" Olivia and Fitz turned at the sound of car doors shutting. Stephen, Abby, David, Huck and Harrison were crossing the parking lot.
"What are you guys doing here?" Fitz grinned at them as they approached.
"Liv said you were moving, we thought you could use some help." Stephen gave Olivia a hug, "What can we do?"
David grinned and held his hand out, "Besides I wanted to personally welcome you aboard. We're excited to have you join us at the DA's office." He shook Fitz's hand.
Fitz chuckled, "I am happy to be joining your team." He looked down at his girlfriend, "You're not the only one who gets to wear the white hat now, huh, Livie?"
Olivia rolled her eyes, "Come on sweet baby let's get this stuff upstairs." She picked up a box and headed to the elevator inside the building.
"Sweet baby?" Harrison scrunched his face up, "Seriously? You two are disgusting and it's only been a week."
Fitz slapped his back, "Come on, this will have to go up the steps." He picked up one end of the sofa, "And yeah we're nauseating. You'll have to get used to it."
"Come on you guys!" Olivia called out from the doorway, "Fitz is finally home, let's get him moved in!"
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Melanie Carswell smoothed out her baby blue dress. She adjusted her pearls around her neck and leaned forward to grab the cup of coffee placed in front of her. "I'm sorry Jerry, but can you please repeat that for me?" She sat on the sofa in Big Jerry's home office across from her father, Cyrus Beene and Jerry himself.
"I'm saying he's left California." Jerry leaned back.
"What exactly does that mean?" Jonathan Carswell set his own cup of coffee down, "Where did he go?"
"He's moved to DC." Cyrus spoke up for the first time since they'd been introduced.
"To do what exactly?" Mellie patted her chignon to make sure it was still intact, "I thought the plan was to run for Governor of California first?"
"He's not running for any office, he's taken a job at the District Attorney's Office. He's also dating someone." Cyrus tossed four photos on the coffee table they were all seated around. "Her name is Olivia Pope. She was an attorney, now she's starting to make a name for herself as a fixer."
"What the hell is a fixer?" Jonathan, an oil tycoon from Texas who made his way politically as Governor, Congressman and Senator, was now retired and hoping his only daughter would find her way to the White House.
"She fixes people and their problems. She had a client the day she opened her doors, Congressman Shaw from Rhode Island. On Wednesday night of this week she rescued the Russian Ambassador's son from Russian mobsters. Lord only knows what will float through her doors next. She's only been in business for two weeks."
Mellie leaned forward and picked up a picture of Fitzgerald Grant and this woman. They sitting on the grass in a park eating ice cream. He was in a suit, it looked like he came from an interview and she was in a cream colored dress. Mellie wanted to scream, but instead she held it in, "How old is this woman and what are her credentials?"
Cyrus cleared his throat, Mellie was talking about Olivia like she was a target, "She's twenty-six. Graduated from William and Mary a year early, went to Georgetown for law school. Worked at a law firm for two years before quitting to open up this business. She's well respected." He paused, "Her mother died when she was young. Went to well-respected boarding schools. Her father is the curator at the Smithsonian."
"So in other words," Jonathan threw the photograph of the two of them running on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial back on the table, "good family."
Cyrus nodded, "Yes sir, good family. Her father is well-known and well-respected." He glanced over at Big Jerry who had his arms crossed and his chest puffed out in indignation.
"The plan was for you to marry my son." Jerry pointed at Mellie.
Mellie picked up her cup and took careful sip before replacing it on the table and adjusting the sleeves on her cream colored blazer, "I understand the plan Jerry. I signed up for the plan. Your son, however, did not. It does not look as if he's going to be running for president anyhow." She stood up, "I believe that my role here is done, unless you think you can convince him to come home."
Big Jerry stood up, "Please take a seat Mellie." He gestured to the sofa she'd just risen from, "And listen to my plan."
"So you have a plan?" Jonathan ran a hand over his white beard, "If you don't I will have Hollis pull his support for your re-election bid."
Jerry's eyes narrowed, "Mellie how would you like to take a trip to DC?"
Mellie sighed, "What good would that do?"
"I think it's time you use your persuasive female abilities to convince him of what's right and wrong."
"You want me to sleep with him?" Mellie crossed her arms, "Daddy," her eyes swiveled to her father, "I am not a prostitute."
Jerry raised his hands, "I never said sleep with, I just meant convince him you are better than this half-breed." He gestured to the pictures of Olivia Pope.
"Sir," Cyrus held up his hand, "if I may, Olivia is still in her twenties. She's still finding herself and what she wants. By the time Fitzgerald can even run for president it's highly likely that she'll have moved onto someone else." He paused, "You could let this little affair run its course."
"This little affair could ruin Fitzgerald's chance at winning any office nomination. Mellie should go to DC." Jerry concluded.
"I will have a plane arranged to take you." Jonathan stood and picked up his sport's coat, "Come Mellie, we have a flight to catch to Texas. It's time to get out of this liberal state." Mellie nodded to Cyrus and Jerry and silently followed her father out, knowing her opinion no longer mattered.
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Olivia opened the door of the DA's office. It was Fitz's first day and she wanted to surprise him with a special lunch. She stopped by the front desk, "Hi," she greeted the receptionist, Mary, with a smile, "I'm looking for Fitzgerald Grant."
She could see the heat rise up in the young woman's cheeks, "Of course, his office is in the back." She pointed towards the back right corner.
"Thank you Mary." Olivia waved to the woman and moved her way through the bustling room filled with clerks. She stopped at a door that had 'Fitzgerald Grant III, Esquire' printed on the door.
Grinning she knocked until she heard him call out, "Come in."
She opened the door and stood in the doorway, "I committed a murder and I need a lawyer." She drawled out slowly.
She watched as his head shot up from the file he was reading and he spun around to face the entrance, "Livie!" He crossed the room and picked her up in his arms, "What are you doing here?" He murmured into her hair.
She smiled and took a deep breath, taking in his scent, "I came to surprise you on your first day and bring you a homemade lunch."
She stepped back and pulled a brown paper sack out of her grey purse. He took it and opened it, "Is that peanut butter and jelly?" He asked.
She shrugged, "It's not the most fun use of peanut butter or jelly," she wriggled her eyebrows at him, "but it's what it was made for."
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, ignoring the stares coming from the open doorway. When he pulled back, his mouth moved to her ear, dragging his tongue down her earlobe he whispered, "You look so beautiful today." He pulled back to admire the khaki pencil skirt and silky black v-neck top she had on.
She adjusted his red tie ever so slightly, "And you look so sexy suited up." She murmured back.
A knock on the doorway stopped their conversation, "I thought I heard Olivia Pope come in."
She turned in Fitz's arms to face David Rosen, "David how are you?"
He grinned at her, "Great, are we still on for dinner tonight? 7:30 at Le Rouche?"
Fitz nodded, "Oh yeah, and then we're meeting up with Stephen and Harrison and maybe Huck for drinks right?"
David nodded, "Alrighty, as you were."
When he was gone Fitz spun Olivia around in his arms, "As we were." He pressed his lips to hers. And for the first time since he mother died, Olivia felt like she'd found her home in this man who she'd only known for a couple of weeks.
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XOXO
MAS