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Chapter Ten: Teenage Dream
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I will be young forever
You make me feel
Like I'm living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on I can't sleep
Let's run away and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops when you look at me
Just one touch now baby I believe
This is real so take a chance and
Don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
- "Teenage Dream" Katy Perry
Fitz spit the toothpaste out of his mouth and into the sink in Olivia's apartment. He wiped his mouth on a towel and straightened as Olivia came into the bathroom. Olivia wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, "So you gonna tell me what is going on?" She whispered as she kissed his shoulder blade.
Fitz turned around and pulled her up against him, "Well I saw something interesting tonight." He chuckled.
"What?" He continued laughing so she slapped his chest, "What did you see? Fitz!" Olivia found herself laughing with Fitz as she leaned up against him waiting to hear his news.
"I saw Mellie tonight."
Olivia frowned, "When? You were with me all night, when did you see her?"
"From the window of the bar when I was getting us another round." Fitz squeezed her ass.
"And why is this so exciting?" Olivia gave his bicep a squeeze tauntingly, "You missing her?"
Fitz laughed loudly at the thought, "It was so much seeing her as who I saw her with."
"This is like pulling teeth Fitz, who the hell did you see her with? What is this all about?" Olivia asked exasperated.
"I saw her with Stephen."
It was Olivia's turn to burst out laughing. She leaned into Fitz for support , "What are you talking about? Stephen and Mellie? How much did you have to drink tonight?" She paused, "Or when you and David went out to smoke those cigars were you really smoking something else?"
Fitz rolled his eyes and picked up one of her hands, kissing the back of it, "I swear we smoked very lovely, very expensive cigars to celebrate not completely losing to you yesterday." He tapped her nose and she just shook her head laughing. "And yes he met her cab, paid for it and then they walked down the street holding hands. Mellie actually holds hands with people. It was so weird. I thought she was Satan's spawn."
Olivia laughed at Fitz's description of Mellie, "Seriously Fitz, I don't know the woman but she can't be that bad."
Fitz took her hand and led her out of the bathroom and into her bedroom. He sat on the bed and pulled her onto his lap, settling her against him and slipping his hands around her waist, just slightly under silk cream tank top, "She was horrible. The only thing she talked about was me running for Governor and then President. It was like I was some tool for her upward mobility."
Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck, letting her fingers tangle into the tips of his hair. She pressed her lips to his and then pulled back, "Well I hope you know that I will never use you like that. Whoever you want to become, whatever you want to do I will support you. Except maybe serial killer, rapist, drug dealer, human trafficker, anyone bad pretty much."
"There are a lot of exceptions to that Ms. Pope, and here I thought you'd just love me for who I was." Fitz pressed his hand to his heart in mock hurt.
"Well I tend to draw the line at serial killer." Olivia patted his cheek, "But hey if you run for President on that platform Mellie will surely take you back."
"Low blow." Fitz rolled her over as she squealed.
She reached up and ran her hands through his hair, "I promise," she ran her hand down his chin, "I promise to love you forever and to support you in whatever your endeavors. I will always support you Fitzgerald Grant, III. I love you."
He ran a hand down her side, settling it on her hip, "And I promise to do the same Olivia Carolyn Pope. Even if you are a pain in David's ass."
She giggled and rose to kiss his lips before settling back on the pillow, "I promise to always be a pain in David's ass. It's fun to aggravate him."
"You really love me?" Fitz asked, Olivia nodded and brought his head down to hers in response.
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"Do you have to go back to Texas?" Stephen wrapped his arms around Mellie's waist in the lobby of the airport.
Mellie rested her hands on his chest and smiled up at him, "I have to go home."
"You know Mellie, you're an adult. Your home could be here." Stephen pulled her closer, "Or at least you could try it here."
Mellie's smile widened, "I'd like to try it here, for a while, to see where this," she motioned between the two of them, "us, goes before I do anything permanent."
"Then why are you going back to Texas?" Stephen whined.
She laughed and pulled him close, pressing her lips to his, "I need clothes."
"I like you without clothes." He protested.
"And shoes, and everything that is at my apartment in Dallas. I will bring them all back with me. No looking back, I want to move forward with you." She promised.
"Not with Fitz then?" Stephen fished.
Mellie shook her head, "No, not with Fitz. I want to move forward with you and only you. And if you'll have me, I think we can maybe make this work."
Stephen leaned down and kissed her, wrapping his hand in her hair, when he pulled back he leaned her forehead on his, "Call me when you land safely."
She nodded and pressed a kiss to his lips one last time, "I'll see you in a couple of days."
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Olivia tossed her purse in her office and walked down the halls of the Olivia Pope and Associates, "Everyone in the conference room now." The conference room was immediately flooded by Abby, Huck, Quinn and Harrison. She looked at them and frowned, "Where is Stephen? We need all hands on deck for this."
Abby looked down and then out the window, "He hasn't been in yet. No one knows where he is."
"Has anyone called him?" Olivia picked up her cellphone and scrolled through her contacts quickly.
"He hasn't answered." Harrison mumbled.
"Stephen Finch, get your ass into the office right now." Olivia threatened in a low voice, "I don't care who you're doing and who you are trying to get rid of, but we at the office are here to work. And we have a plane crash to deal with. So get here right now." She hung up. "Okay, there has been a plane crash. Quinn and Harrison you're going to the scene, Abby, you and I, without Stephen apparently, are going to the press conference. Huck, I want you to find out everything you can about the airline. We've been hired by the pilots' association. We have a lot of damage control to do and we have a press conference to get to."
"I am so sorry I'm late," Stephen took his scarf off as he came to a skidding halt in the conference room doorway, "I had a thing."
"Yes well, I'll fill you in on the way. Huck," Olivia directed, "give Quinn and Harrison the location of the crash. Let's just hope we get to the press conference before the pilots' union is stupid enough to let the airline speak first."
"What's going on?" Stephen wrapped his scarf back around his neck as he followed Abby and Olivia out of the conference room.
"Airline crash, we're representing the pilots' association." Abby whispered, "Where were you?"
"Dealing with something." He whispered.
"You know I was able to pry myself out of bed this morning. A bed with a very sexy man who I have very wonderful sex with to get to work. So was Olivia. Why couldn't you leave your whore?" Abby snapped.
"She's not a whore." Stephen barked back.
Abby's eyebrows rose as the three of them stepped into the elevator, "So you were with a woman."
Stephen's mouth opened and closed.
Olivia tried to suppress a grin, "Did you get her to the airport alright?" She asked.
Stephen stared, "Do you know who she is?" He shook his head, "Why am I not surprised?"
"And of course she's already told me," Abby placed a hand on his arm, "but don't worry, aside from David, Fitz, Liv and me, no one else knows."
"Yeah it'll definitely stay a secret." Stephen rolled his eyes.
"Melanie Carswell. Really Stephen? That's a high as you could reach?" Abby mocked him.
"Abby!" Olivia hit her arm with her purse as they stepped out of the elevator, "Mellie seems like a sweet woman, I don't know her well, but if you like her Stephen, try to make it work, don't treat her like you normally treat women."
"Please don't lecture me on my love life just because you two are nauseatingly happy and in love, now who's driving?" Stephen stood in the parking garage of the office building between their three cars.
"Me." Olivia clicked her Lexus open.
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Olivia marched up the steps and wanted to shriek. Someone from the airline was speaking. "Ms. Pope?" A man came up next to her, "I'm Kurt Sheehan, I'm with the pilots' association, the airline is making their statement right now."
"You let them go first?" Olivia snapped at them.
"Is that a problem?" Kurt asked with a confused shake of the head.
Olivia's attention was drawn by the speaker, "The airline has done a thorough inspection of the plane, there was no mechanical failure involved in this tragic accident."
Olivia groaned, "That's why."
"What happened?" Kurt asked.
"They just blamed the pilots for the crash." Abby stepped next to him.
"He didn't say that," Kurt began to object.
"Not in so many words, but yes, that's what he told the press." Stephen pulled his phone out of his pocket, "We have a lot of work to do."
"We won't be making a statement today. We don't need to. It will only come off as defensive. Right now we need to get all of our facts. We need to hear that recording. I want Harrison with us when we do it. Quinn can help Huck." She pulled her phone out, "You two are with me. We'll handle it." She told Kurt, walking past him. "We're going back to the office to regroup."
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Fitz slammed the paper on his desk, "This is bad." He looked up at David.
David sat down in the chair across from Fitz, "Olivia Pope and Associates is going to be very busy now." David paused, "If they get a client from it."
Fitz grimaced as his phone rang, "Hey Livie."
"Hey sweet baby," Olivia greeted him.
"Uh oh, you want something." Fitz joked.
"I don't think I'll be home for dinner. Abby will probably call David at some point today. We're representing the pilots' association. Have you seen the press conference?"
"Yeah we saw it." Fitz nodded.
"They destroyed the pilots of the plane. I'm expecting spouses to," Olivia paused, "I have to go. Someone is here."
"Love you sweet baby." Fitz murmured.
"Love you too." Olivia disconnected the phone.
Fitz chuckled, "I'm guessing you'll here from Abby in the next few minutes. Someone walked in their office, so whenever they get that figured out I suppose."
David stood up, "I guess I should cancel our dinner reservations." He waved and walked out of Fitz's office.
SCANDAL
XOXO
MAS