"I've left you numerous voicemail's trying to apologize, just call me back" Olivia said hanging up the phone. She wasn't too thrilled or happy with how there last conversation had ended. She left her office to see Fitz standing in the conference room doorway.

"Hi" He said starting off the conversation with one hand in his pocket.

"Hi" She said with a confused smile.

"I'm sorry" She said apologized

"No, I expected too much and you're right to fear the sake of your reputation" Fitz said drawing himself near to her.

"No, I don't care. I just care about making things right between us. If you want that, I'm okay with it" She said with ease.

"Just as long as you're happy" He replied

"So, do you want to have dinner tonight? Maybe at a public place..?" Olivia suggested.

"Actually I want you to come back the oval later today"

They both agreed and said their goodbyes until later that day. When the clock had turned to six Olivia had made her way to the oval.

"Oval Office Dinner?" Olivia said confuse as to what was going on.

"Lauren can you come out" Fitz called back into the hidden room that was disguised behind his Lincoln painting.

"I didn't even know there was a room back there" Olivia said, she stopped herself from further talking and observed the dress that Lauren had pulled out.

There was band of gold and silver sequins that were around the strapless area and the rest of the dress was gold and with it came a diamond necklace.

"This is beautiful" Olivia said

"I'm ecstatic that you like it because you're wearing it tomorrow night" Fitzgerald answered.

"Fitz I, wow, this is...This must've costed a fortune..." Olivia said stumbling over her words.

"Don't worry about that, if we are going to tell the American people about us we need to at least do it in style" Fitz said hugging Olivia.

"Thank you" She said. Olivia took her dress and accessories and put them safe in her office where it would be out of sight. She was working on a case dealing with a business manager trying to fix a mistake he made sleeping with the business owners wife. Olivia was working day in and day out on the case so the inauguration would ease the pressure. Liv hadn't thought about the scrutiny she would receive from being the presidents date after they both fervently denied having a relationship. Of course Andrew and Mellie would also receive some speculation but not nearly as much as Olivia and Fitzgerald. The next day had arrived and so many emotions were in the White House. Some aides were excited they got to spend another four years with the grant administration, some secretly wanted Langston to have been nominated, but Cyrus was the most ecstatic; he had justifications for being a monster for another term. It would be a long day and Fitzgerald helped himself to a pot of coffee one of his staffers had made. He was in the lobby of the White House greeting ambassadors and various other international allies Fitz had formed alliances with. It was 11:50 and the inauguration was scheduled for 1. He felt good about becoming president again like he earned it.

The time had come and everyone was raving about the inauguration. He had sworn in and it was official; he was president for another 4 years. Olivia who was getting ready in the White House felt this day would never come. That this moment of euphoria she sensed would never come but it did come and it started with the first ball. Hal escorted Olivia into the limo, she would ride by herself until Fitz got out of the luncheon he was in. She was stunning, her hair was slicked to the right side

with a waterfall of waves pouring down, her make up was much more defined and made her brown eyes shine, her lips were red, and her dress hugged her curves and complimented her petit figure; it was a perfect. She almost thought the worst of her coming, she started to overthink.

"What if I lose clients from this?"

"What if people think I am a whore or a jump-off?"

The were cameras flashing, reporters reporting, citizens jabbering loudly and American royalty stepping out of numerous limos smiling and waving. This was her chance she could smile and wave or she could turn around and leave her legacy untarnished.

"Ms. Pope" The limo driver said looking at her through the mirror. Olivia looked up.

"It's your turn" He continued. Olivia nodded. Having the door being opened she saw the rowdy crowd being held back by fences and security, she eyed prime ministers, some members of parliament, ambassadors, former presidents, presidents of other countries, congressmen, senators,

governors, etc. It was media circus.

"Olivia!" Cyrus exclaimed happily.

"Cyrus, you look great!" She said giving him a bear hug.

"No, I think people's magazine will name you best dressed, you look sexy" Cyrus said walking with her inside.

"I was looking for more elegant and formidable but I'll take whatever I can get" Olivia joked.

"Okay, fine you're a sexy elegant" Cyrus said laughing. They walked into the inaugural ball, seeing there were at least four hundred people in attendance Olivia didn't feel too out of place.

"He invited me as his date Cyrus" Liv said frantically.

"He what?" Cyrus said reaverting his attention back to Liv.

"You heard me" Olivia said

"I can't say this comes as a surprise" Cyrus said drawing out his hand hinting at Liv to dance.

"I didn't know you could ballroom dance" Liv said accepting his request to dance.

"Tons of things you don't know about me"

"I'd hope not, you're my dearest friend"

"ÉL PRESIDENTE ESTÁ AQUI" A Spanish ambassador yelled.

"Le president est ici" A French women reiterated.

"Wow the foreigners know how to make a scene" Cyrus mocked.

"He's here, he's actually here..I'm actually going to be with him in public and not in the shadows" Olivia realized. Olivia continued talking to Cyrus and even talked to a few other bureaucrats. Fitzgerald eyed Olivia, he was determined to make his way over to her.

"Liv" He said softly behind her.

Her face lit up she turned around.

"Hi" She looked at him. It was unbelievable, the amount of sexual tension they shared.

"Flawless, you look absolutely flawless" Fitz complimented her.

She wanted to devour him. He wore a black tuxedo with gold cuff links that were a similar shade to her dress and his wear was gelled down more than usual, she even noticed he had a tan, a natural glow to him. Fitz tried not undress Olivia in his mind, but he couldn't help that her dress emphasized all the right things.

"No eye sex today, just dance" Cyrus cut in.

"We weren't we were just" Olivia started to say but then the musician stopped playing music.

"It's now time for the annual President and First Lady Ball Dance" The announcer said. Fitz extended out his hand, she took his hand and followed him out onto the middle of the floor. The band started playing a familiar song. Fitz made a request to play I'll Be by Edwin McCain. He knew it was a song Olivia loved dearly.

"Fitz you didn't" Liv said slow dancing with him. They were very in sync and swayed well with the rhythm.

"But I did, I know this is scary and people as you know are taking lots of photographs and writing stories but me dancing with you and soaking up your beauty in this moment is just phenomenal and I'd never want to do it with anybody else" Fitzgerald said. The floor was theirs, everyone stood and watched them dance as if it was a wedding. Fitz stopped dancing and put his hand on Olivia's waste and her neck. His lips gently caressed hers. They both pulled back smiling. It was out and no one could take their moment away from them.