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Chapter Four – Excuses Are Useless

Ring Ring

Ring Ring

Ring Ring

Fitzgerald Grant sighed as he listened to the dial tone on the phone. It had been two weeks since the press broke the news that Olivia Pope was the mistress of the President. He had not spoken to her since their conversation in the oval office almost two and half weeks ago. And he hated it. He wanted to know how she was doing, what was going on in her world. To be frank, he missed her…a lot. He wanted to see her, to hold her and never let her go. And while he did agree to stay away, he was like a drug addict when it came to Olivia Pope. He was the addict and she was the drug

God, I sound like fuckin' Edward from bloody Twilight…why I ever agree to watch that movie with Karen I have no idea…he thought to himself. Sure, sometimes she would ignore him but not like this. He was starting to get worried, because he had not heard from her. He had even sent Tom to try and run some surveillance on her but Tom could not find her or track her down. He knew that he had made a promise, but this was ridiculous. It was like she had disappeared. He thought he would have seen a news broadcast or something like that, something recent to show him that she was okay.

He scoffed when the phone kept ringing and so hanged up in anger, getting up from his seat and putting his jacket on. As he did, Cyrus walked in and closed the door behind him.

"Mr President, what are you doing?" Cyrus asked, walking into the office and sitting down on the couch.

"I am off to see Olivia. I have not heard from her, I have not seen her and Tom has not brought me any new information about her. I know I made the promise to stay away from her but nothing has come up. No news story or ever a recent picture of her. This is not like her, disappearing like this, so I can only assume that she's avoiding me or there is the possibility that she has disappeared, which would be incorrect because she would have said goodbye or some sort of final saying to me or she's dead, which is impossible and quite frankly I refuse to think like that. So, I am going over to her workplace and if she is not there, then over to her apartment and you will not stop me." Fitz told him, standing before Cyrus. Cyrus sighed and looked at Fitz, who nodded and began walking to the door.

"Mr President…" Cyrus began.

"Goodbye Cyrus…" Fitz bellowed.

"Mr President, she's gone!" Cyrus yelled.

Fitz stopped; his hand on the door handle. "What?"

Cyrus sighed. "She left…disappeared. I tried to stop her, but she was stubborn and got on a plane and left. It was her father's doing sir, her father forced her onto a plane and…"

Fitz was not listening. His heart had stopped, his body had shrunken because Olivia, his Livvie was gone and had disappeared. He could feel his body tense up and his eyes glisten at the thought that he might, and maybe would not see his Livvie again. She was gone…

"How long?"

"Mr President?" Cyrus asked, knowing that Fitz was in his own world.

"How long has she been gone?" Fitz demanded to know, turning around to face Cyrus. "How long has she been gone and more importantly, how long have you known? I mean were you ever going to tell me or where you just going to let me wonder why she wasn't calling me or why Tom couldn't find her? How long?!"

"Since the news broke out that Olivia was your mistress." Cyrus told him.

Fitz laughed sarcastically. "That's why you had a change of heart…Of course…silly me for thinking that Cyrus was finally approving my relationship when really you realised until it was too late."

"Mr President…" Cyrus began.

"Don't….Whatever you have to say, don't. You knew this whole time and you decided not to tell me? What gave you that right? What gives you the right to not tell me that the love of my life suddenly upped and left the country and that she might come back? What gives you that right?!" Fitz bellowed.

Cyrus scoffed. "What gives me the right? Well, I don't know…maybe perhaps because she called me and not you and maybe because I've known her longer than most, oh and let's not forget that you are the President of the United States and you sir, have a job and I needed to focus on that instead of wondering about, worrying about your precious Livvie." Cyrus snapped.

"You should have told me…" Fitz hissed, walking up to Cyrus.

"Fitz…" Cyrus mumbled.

"Do. Not. Interrupt. Me. You should have told me Cy. The second you found out that Olivia was gone, you should have told me and I would have been able to stop her." Fitz spoke, his rich baritone voice lowered. He pushed past Cyrus and walk behind his desk.

"That will be all Cyrus. Get out…"

Cyrus sighed. "Mr President…

"I said get the fuck out of my office…Now!" Fitz said angrily, staring at Cyrus.

Cyrus took a deep breath, then nodded walked out of the Oval office. Fitz watched him go, and then sank down into his chair. He took deep breaths, loosening his tie and could feel the emotions build up inside him. His Livvie was gone…his sweet baby was out of the country and god knows when or if she would ever come back. He wanted to cry, he wanted to pick up the lamp on his desk and throw it across the room. Instead, he pushed and threw the entire contents on his desk off and onto the floor in anger and rested his head in his hands, tears threatening to fall. He closed his eyes and took more deep breaths, then stood up and walked to the door.

He needed to bring her back. He needed her, as she was his reason for living and his reason for being the man he his. He needed, no he had to bring her back. There were only a few people who might know where she was and right now, he was angry at one of them. But he wasn't angry at the other He walked out of the office and nodded to Lauren, then motioned to Tom to follow him.

"Tom, get the car ready. There is someone we need to pay a visit to." Fitz said to him as the moved through the corridors.

"Of course sir."

0*0*0*0*0

"Are you ready?" Jenny asked, holding the small white stick in her hands.

"Yes…just do it…just tell me…" Olivia whispered.

Jenny smiled. "It's positive Olivia…you're pregnant…"

Olivia looked at Jenny, who held up the test for her to see. There were two pink lines on the small white stick that told her that she was going to have a baby. She then grabbed the other packets of pregnancy tests and raced to the bathroom. Jenny, who stood there speechless, shook her head and threw the test in the bin and then sat down on the edge of the bathtub, waiting for Olivia to re-emerge. After a few minutes, Olivia walked back into the bathroom with two tests in her hands. She put them on the bathroom sink counter and then sat down next to Jenny.

"What'd you do? Shoved them both under there while you peed? The first test was positive." Jenny stated.

"I need to be sure…I know it was positive…but I need to be sure." Olivia muttered.

"That's why we will book a doctor's appointment later on and then they can confirm it for you. But it is pretty obvious… I mean, didn't you feel sick or queasy or anything?" Jenny wanted to know.

Olivia nodded. "I did, for a little while but I thought I had the flu or it was the stress. I was tired a lot and I thought I was coming down with something. Never in a million years, I thought it would be this."

Jenny stared at her. "Honey, logic says that you get sick in the mornings and start feeling tired and cranky, it's guaranteed to be something along the lines of pregnancy. Trust me, I'm a doctor."

Olivia smiled. "You're a psychologist. There's a big difference."

"I'm still a doctor though." Jenny pointed out.

Olivia smiled and then looked at the tests. "Do you think I'll make a great mum? What if I fail as a mother?"

Jenny nodded. "I think you'll make a great mum…and if I see you failing, this kid will have its Aunty Jenny by its side. But honey, you are gonna be a wonderful mum. Trust me…you will be fine."

Olivia nodded and hugged Jenny, then stood up and grabbed the tests. She gasped at the sight of it and could feel the tears swell up in her eyes. Then she collapsed onto the ground, sobs breaking out of her. Jenny got up from the tub and threw her arms around Olivia.

"Woah…woah…come on, be calm…be calm honey…" Jenny whispered to Olivia as she held her. Jenny pulled Olivia close to her and they leant against the wall.

"I'm an idiot! What was I thinking? I left…I left him and now I have a baby to think about! What was I fucking thinking? I'm…having a.." Olivia muttered.

"You're having a baby, so calm the fuck down or I will be forced to throw cold water on you." Jenny stated.

"I'm an idiot, aren't I?" Olivia asked.

Jenny sighed. "No…you're not…like I've told you before, you did what you thought was best. And now, shit just got real because, well, you're pregnant with the President's baby. It is Fitz's right?"

Olivia nodded. "Yes…I'm sure…I used protection with Jake."

"Hang on, you used protection when you did the deed with Jake but when it comes to Fitz, you don't?" Jenny questioned.

"Like I said before, I hadn't exactly planned to have hot slutty sex with Fitz at the White House. When Jake and I got together, it wasn't planned but he was prepared. Then I found out that he used me and now, here I am, sitting the floor and I have a foetus growing inside me. A foetus that has both mine and Fitz's DNA." Olivia softly spoke, hugging Jenny tighter.

Jenny sighed. "I know babe…are we happy about this or are we sad?"

"We're happy but guilty…"

0*0*0*0*0

"Mr President…." Harrison said, staring at the man before him.

Fitz smiled and sat down on the leather chair. "Harrison…I think you can figure out why I'm here."

Harrison nodded. "Yes sir…You're here because you've found out about Olivia."

Fitz nodded. "Yes…I have…it was not a pleasant conversation to have. Finding out that the love of your life has suddenly left the country because she forced to, was not easy to hear. So I'm here to find out what you know. I want answers Harrison. And I want them now."

Harrison gulped. "Of course sir. What do you want to know?"

Abby, Huck and Quinn had all arrived to the office and stood outside in shock. Harrison nodded and they walked in, with Quinn standing behind Harrison and Abby leaning on the desk. Huck walked over to the corner and stood, observing the scene before him.

"Everything…" Fitz demanded.

Abby sighed. "We are doing research on Olivia's dad, because he was the one that forced her out of the country. He has power, Mr President. Well, we think he does because he organised everything. The plane, the staff…it was very well organised, like he was expecting this to happen."

"I see…have you much luck tracking her down?" Fitz inquired.

"Sir, I…" Harrison started.

Fitz frowned. "You've found her."

Harrison sighed. "Sir…

"Where is she?" Fitz asked, standing up.

"Sir I don't think…" Harrison began.

"Where. Is. She?" Fitz demanded. Everyone stared, silence filling the room as Fitz stared down Harrison, but Harrison shook his head and stood up.

"Sir, as much as I want to tell you, I can't just yet. We need to be smart about this because if Olivia's father gets even a whisper about what we are trying to do, he might just shut us down and then Olivia will never come home. I want her home as much as you do and right now, she's safe. She's staying with a very good friend of hers who will keep her safe. I give you my word that Jenny will keep her safe." Harrison told Fitz. He heard Abby and Huck groan when he mentioned Jenny's name, but as far as he knew, the President didn't know who Jenny was or where she lived.

Fitz nodded and sat back down, lost in thought about what Harrison had told him.

"Who is he? Olivia's father?" Fitz asked.

"Someone we've never come across before. Someone who is very dangerous. I mean, from whatever information that we could gather, it's like he's invisible. The only we have is a name and a picture, thanks to Olivia. We've been working with Cyrus to track him down and on top of that, we have been working to try and bury Olivia's name." Harrison informed him.

Fitz nodded. "What's his name?"

"Rowan, sir…Rowan Eli Pope." Harrison said, pulling out a photo and handing it Fitz. Fitz grabbed it and his eyes widened at the person in the photo.

Fitz frowned. "This can't be…are you sure?"

Harrison looked at Abby and frowned. "Sir, do you know this man?"

Fitz nodded. "Yes…let's just say that he is a dangerous man."

"Okay…uh…sir, if I may…" Harrison stammered.

"Move on. Don't worry about Rowan. Just focus on Olivia now. You said that you were trying to bury Liv's name, squash the rumours. How are you going to do that?"

"We have a plan sir…but we're gonna need your help."

0*0*0*0*0

Fitz walked out of Harrison's office, saying goodbye and nodding his head at them. They had assured him of a plan that could potentially save Olivia and bring her home. It wasn't an ideal plan, but it was a plan that could be able to assure Olivia that it was safe to come home. But he didn't want to wait. He wanted to bring her home now and if that meant he had track her down through this person Jenny, then so be it.

He walked into the elevator and then leant against the wall. He hated this version of himself, this possessive version but if it meant that he could Olivia in his arms again, he would do anything.

"Tom…" he began, looking at the agent who looked at him. "I need you to find out anything about this Jenny person. Do a background check on Olivia if you have to but I need information. Before Liv's team go ahead with the plan, I need to talk to her…assure her…let her know…"

"I understand sir…I'll get right on it."

0*0*0*0*0

'The White House confirms that it was not Olivia Pope that was involved in the affair, but it was aide Jeannine Locke that was indeed-'

'Sources can confirm that Jeannine Locke was the one that initiated the affair-'

'Locke-Grant affair, just how long did it-'

Jenny turned off the TV wordlessly and turned to Olivia who just sat on the couch staring at the blank flat-screen TV.

"Well then…that solves that problem…almost all of the TV stations are just buzzing with the news that it was not you that had the affair with the President but that poor girl Jeannine. Now see, if you were there, you could have helped." Jenny pointed out as she kept changing channel after channel on her flat-screen TV.

"Are you trying to make me feel guilty? I mean how can they do this? This was not supposed to happen. Why is this happening? I need to help her, I need to be there. Why did I have to leave?" Olivia rambled, suddenly standing up and walking behind the couch. She started pacing back and forth behind Jenny, who had turned around and was watching her pace. Jenny frowned and began to worry as Olivia was in a delicate situation.

"I need to help. I have to help…it is my duty to help her. I mean, I am a gladiator in a suit and I need to help because I know how she feels and it's not her that had the affair, it was me and it wasn't an affair, it was a relationship. A full blown relationship in which Fitz and I fell in love with each and other and he was going to leave Mellie and I was going to be with him and I'm having his baby but now, look…they've just told one lie after another and now some poor girl is in my place and it wasn't even her. And I knew Jeannine. She was a nice girl, she is a nice girl and I've done this terrible thing to her because I had enough, and I was tired and I was being selfish. If I just stayed, none of this wouldn't have had happened and I could have been happy, raising my child with the man I love. But instead I ran…like a coward." Olivia rambled on.

"Right…Okay, time to stop this little rant. You are pregnant and if you keep stressing out like this, I'm gonna have to take you to the hospital so that they can keep you on bed rest." Jenny insisted, jumping off the couch and standing in front of Olivia. "You thought you were doing what you thought best. Do not belittle yourself simply because they told the world a lie and just exposed an innocent woman. It is not your fault. Yes, you left, but that's okay because you're human and we are allowed to make hasty decisions that just might blow up in our faces but you need to calm down and just find a way to get home and I think now, you can. You'll be able to because the true story, the one where you had the affair, well relationship, is buried. And now, you are free…You're free to live…and free to raise this child in your home country."

Olivia sighed. "How can I live freely knowing that I…that it was my actions that drove them to exposed her? I need to help."

"Okay, obviously I'm no help…Look, it's happened, it's done and now, we need to move on. Yes, they used a young innocent woman to help you and that's wrong on their part but honey, they were thinking of you." Jenny assured her.

Actually, Jenny was angry that the team had gone in that direction but if it could help Olivia, she understood why the team went in that direction when there could have been any directions to take. But now Olivia was free and she could return home and be with the people she loved.

"Okay, now, dry those tears because we are celebrating…" Jenny said.

Olivia frowned. "Celebrating?"

Jenny raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? You've only just found out you're pregnant and now, it's dinner time and your name has been cleared. This is cause for a celebration. So, dry those tears, because I'm thinking pizza, ice-cream and sugar…lots of sugar…"

Olivia nodded and Jenny smiled, giving her a small hug then making her way to the kitchen. As she did, the house phone rang and Jenny groaned, knowing that it could be her father checking up on her. She did not want to deal with her overprotective dad.

"That might be my dad…can you get that for me please?" She shouted out from the kitchen.

"Okay!" Olivia shouted back and grabbed the phone, pressing it to her ear.

"Hi…"

Olivia gasped, dropping the phone, standing there in shock. She quickly composed herself and picked up the phone.

"Hi…"

Oh lala…I wonder who that could be…and how did this mysterious person find her? All will be revealed in the next few chapters…

Until next chapter,

Love bNd…