"Don't you dare give me that shit," Fitz yelled at her. "You were and always have been the most important thing in my life aside from my children. I thought it was best to give you some space. I thought if I gave you space you wouldn't run, but that's what you did. You ran!"

Olivia stood up on the stairs, getting eye level to him and in his face. "I did not run. I walked away. You want to treat me like shit, fine; you go right ahead and treat me like shit. That's what you damn good at. You want to speak to your wife, than do it. But don't you ever expect me to just stand there while you talk to her like I'm a damn servant. I worked my ass off for you because it was my job, because that's what I was supposed to do. So don't you ever try to hold that against me."

"I know what your job is. I knew it from the moment you started. When you came back, it was to help me get reelected."

"Exactly, it wasn't to be treated like the damn help!" Olivia kept her eyes locked with Fitz's. She could feel them soften from the anger as he took in how she would have felt after their last discussion.

"Livie, I…"

"You what? Never expected me to actually do something about it? You thought you could just treat me like shit, like a whore, and for me to accept it. That was never going happen. I thought you loved me, like you kept saying, but apparently that was just an idea my imagination blew through."

"I do love you. More than anything. Don't you get it? I've been moving the whole world to find you."

"Well, you did. So if you came back here to make me feel like Sally again, you can take your happy ass out of my life right now."

Fitz took one step higher towards her. "Don't you ever say that to me again. Don't even think it! We are not Sally and Thomas. We never were. You could have said one word and I would have dropped everything to be with you for real. So we wouldn't have to be in the dark anymore. I wanted you to be by my side out in front of the world. I never wanted you to be in the shadows waiting. But you never let me! You didn't want to be with me. It's why you always run away. You're afraid of the commitment."

"I am not! I gladly would have taken the step forward to be with you. But you are the one who needed Mellie. To stay President, you needed her."

"I would gladly have given up being the President. If it meant being with you and moving to Vermont to live the life that we wanted, I would have done anything."

Olivia sat down on the steps, putting her head in her hands. "We never would have made it to Vermont. Fitz, we're too different and all the love in the world couldn't change that. There's just no way. Eventually you would have realized that all I am is the whore mistress that could satisfy you when your wife wouldn't. You would have eventually seen that you had nothing if you were with me. You would have thrown me out and…"

"What's the point of you degrading yourself like this? You know none of that is true so why bother saying it? To push me away? But I'm not going away. So there's no point in even trying to push. I've found you and now you're stuck with me. And before you even say that you'll call the cops to remove me, you better remind yourself of who I am and all I have to do is take a picture with a cop and they're on their way without having anything done. So you trying to kick me out of here isn't going to happen. On to the next, why did you really leave?"

Fitz sat down beside her waiting for her answer. The room was so quiet both of them had finally realized that they were together again and breathing seemed so much easier. At the same time they took a breath and again let it out.

"I got tired. I couldn't be the help anymore."

"You weren't the help to begin with and that seems degrading again."

"That's what all of us were Fitz. Cyrus, Lauren, Tom, me: we all are help. You needed us to keep your job going. But you needed me to satisfy yourself. And yes me to but you needed something to let your mind drift."

Fitz was getting a little pissed off with the way she was talking. "So what? You think you were only a fuck?"

"Can you tell me I was more?"

"I built you a damn house Olivia! How else do you want me to show you? How am I supposed to prove anything to you when you don't give me a chance? You run all the time." Both of them were quiet for several minutes. The silence wasn't too uncomfortable but there was still a hint of anger between them. "I know the way I treated you before you left wasn't right. I regret it every day. I should have run after you the second you ran when Mellie and I were talking. I should have trusted you about Andrew, about Mellie's secret, about everything. I don't know why I didn't listen before. I'm sorry about that."

Olivia moved closer to him, putting her head on his shoulder. "I know."

About ten minutes went by before either of them said anything. They just enjoyed the silence and the company of the other before Fitz spoke.

"Kyra?" Fitz asked not finishing.

"Is yours," she stated firmly. "I was four months pregnant when I left. It's kind of why I left."

Fitz nodded and stayed quiet for a moment. "So you knew you were pregnant with my child and took off anyway?"

"No. I knew I was pregnant and I took off."

"You didn't know she was mine?"

"There was every possibility that she was Jake's and not yours. I didn't know who her father was. And when she was born, it didn't really matter because neither of you were there to worry about it."

"How do you know she isn't Jake's daughter?"

Olivia pulled out her cell phone and handed it to Fitz showing him the picture of Kyra. "Look at that and tell me she's Jake's daughter."

"She looks exactly like you; you never know."

"Fitz, look at her eyes, her smile. She's you! You can honestly look at that picture and say she isn't your daughter? Because if you can, you need more than your eyes examined. She looks just like you."

He stared at the picture of Kyra on her phone looking past all the parts that were Olivia. "She has the Grant smile. She's going to be a dangerous teenager."

"I'd like to focus on the fact that she's five and in the fourth grade before I think about her being a teenager."

"Where did you get Kyra from?"

"Cyrus. It's the female name of Cyrus. She's named after him."

"What's her entire name? I heard you yell it but I wasn't listening."

"Kyra Lucille Grant Baker. Her last name can be dropped at any time because it's not even real."

"Then why use it?"

"It was so you couldn't find me. Pope would have been too obvious. I used Baker when I left. The best teacher I ever had was Mr. Baker. So it was easy to use that name."

Fitz handed her back the phone and she set it down as he put his arm around her pulling her to him. "Livie, tell me where to go from here. What do we do?"

"Answer me this. How are you not screaming your head off at me right now?"

"For six years I've been looking for you. I finally found you in the same city I've been living in. I don't have the energy or strength to yell at you. I missed you too much. And I'm afraid if I do, you might run again. So I'm staying even with you. I want to see my daughter and get to know her. I want to know what she's like and get to the point where she calls me dad. Honestly, I don't think that's asking too much."

Olivia shook her head no. "I think she'd like that. To get to know you and Teddy then Karen and Jerry. She'd love to know them. But please, don't take out what I did to you on her. She's very difficult to understand if you haven't known her for her whole life. She's not a normal child."

"She's Olivia Pope's daughter, what part of her life could ever be normal?"

Olivia stood up and went down the steps to the hallway before turning back towards Fitz. "She has some studying to do when Quinn gets here. And Huck was going to show her a new computer trick as a reward. But I think she'd like to spend time with you instead. So if you want, you can stay here when they return and study with her with Teddy."

"How about I play a game with her? She doesn't need to study all the time."

"Kyra doesn't play games. And she doesn't have toys. She doesn't do anything but study or play an instrument right now. Ask her to play you a song and the piano. Kyra will tell you toys are for babies."

Fitz nodded and followed after Liv to the kitchen. "Where is this leaving us, Livie?"