Chapter 11: No Running

3 days has passed since Fitz left for London. 3 days of Olivia being a single mother to a newborn baby girl. Today, Olivia spent nap time looking around their Vermont home in detail. He had built this home for them when he thought there would be chance for them and showed it to her when he was going to sell it. Sell their dreams because she would barely talk to him but now they have a newborn daughter and have made it. They made it out of the years of standing in the shadows and stolen moments. It is her turn to be his and for him to be hers.

Olivia stands in her office that she has decorated over the 3 days. She didn't know if they were going to be staying in Vermont for much longer since she is the Chief of Staff and Washington will always be calling her. But Vermont will always be their get away, the place of peace and where they can be one Grant family.

The Grant Family. She hadn't heard from Fitz since he left and she is over being mad. She spent the moment since he left till now, being Olivia Pope angry. Now, she understands him. This is his opportunity to be more, to do more with his foundation and she is proud of him. Fitz has always wanted to make an international influence and now he took that chance. It all is just hard - not having him here to help and love his two girls.

Athena's soft cries on the baby monitor she has been carrying around from room to room, calls her upstairs.

Nap time is over.

She walks quietly into her daughter's nursery, "I'm here, baby." She whispers, scooping up the crying baby girl. Athena goes quiet the second Olivia holds her, looking up at her mommy with big blue doe eyes and caramel glowing skin. Her curls are beginning to grow in.

"Hello Athena. You are so beautiful." Olivia whispers, kissing her daughter, "Did you sleep well, angel? I bet you did. You had a full milk drunk tummy." Olivia whispers, giggling. She lays her down on the changing table, changing her diaper and putting her in a different onesie.

Olivia carries her downstairs, "What should we do? Make dinner and work?" Olivia asks, looking outside at all the acres of land with orchards on them. The apple trees are over flowing with juicy, ripe apples. It is mid September and its harvesting season.

"Or why don't we go pick some apples? Do you think mommy can handle that?" Olivia asks Athena, smiling down at her chubby baby in her arms. Athena looks at Olivia, cuddling into her more and making soft baby noises.

"I'll take that as a yes." Olivia laughs, laying Athena in her bassinet in the living room while she goes to find a light jacket to wear and Athena's carrier that she can strap to her chest.

Soon Olivia is out the sliding back doors with Athena bundled up and strapped to her chest, "The fresh air is nice. I just wish daddy could be here to do this with us." Olivia whispers, her heart aching for Fitz. These are moments she wanted to do as a family. Harvest apples off their trees that stand for hope and promise.

Athena takes in nature as she walks to the trees with a basket. Olivia Pope is a mother and finally wanting to be a family.

After spending a little while picking apples and calming Athena down 2 times, Olivia decides it is enough for one day.

"Maybe I'll attempt to make apple pie." Olivia says softly, laughing at herself, "Mommy will probably burn it." She whispers to Athena, walking back into the house and taking Athena out of the carrier. She puts her in her bassinet as she cleans the apples and makes dinner.

She is trying her best to learn how to cook and knows she needs to eat nutritious as she breastfeeds. The night ends with Olivia watching Athena do tummy time as the news is on.

Olivia lays in bed that night, staring out the window in their bedroom and sighing, "I can't do this." Olivia says up to the darkness. She can't go without Fitz. He wasn't contacting her so she would fly to him. He may be childish for leaving but she won't let her family be left out in the cold.

The following morning, Olivia is carrying Athena's car seat, diaper bag and her purse into a private jet as her secret service agents load her bags.

"Good morning, Ms. Pope." The pilot says, smiling politely at her.

"Morning." Olivia says softly, beginning to get Athena situated on the plane and her car seat adjusted. It is the first time flying with her and she is having to do it alone. Olivia thought she would never feel alone again but she is drowning in the feeling of being in the alone.

"We are going to see daddy." Olivia cooes to Athena, holding her close to her chest and wrapping a blanket around her. The flight goes smoothly with only a few tears from Athena. Travelling with a newborn is a challenge.

Before she had left Vermont, she was given Fitz's office and apartment address in London. The plane lands on the European tarmac in the middle of the night.

Olivia walks out of the plane, carrying Athena's car seat and looking around in the lighten up airport runway.

"We have a car waiting for you, Ms. Pope. We will take you to President Grant's apartment." Her secret service agent says, helping her to the car. Soon a convoy of 3 unmarked SUV's take off towards the core of London.

Olivia has no idea what to expect from him but all she knows is that she's here and she's trying. She's not running anymore.

Her secret service detail escorts her in the side door of the apartment building, taking her into the elevator and going up to the top penthouse apartment in the building. Her stomach twists with uncertainty. But she's here. She's trying.

The elevator comes to a smooth stop at the top floor, her secret service getting out before her and being met by Fitz' own secret service.

"Ms. Pope." Dex says, Fitz' close secret service agent. Olivia smiles, "Is he in?" She asks, tucking her natural curls behind her ear.

"Yes. And this is probably the best surprise of his life. Well except the surprise of Athena." Dex says, chuckling. Olivia laughs. Athen definitely was a surprise.

Olivia knocks softly on the front door, it is late and she knows Fitz would be fast asleep but heavy footsteps are heard 2 minutes later.

He's not sleeping well either.

"Dex, why in the hell are-

Fitz says as he opens the door and is met by Olivia's big brown eyes staring up at him. He goes quiet, his eyes filling with relief and brimmed with tears, "Liv." He whispers out. His bags under his eyes dark from little to no sleep. He's missed her beyond anything.

"Fitz. I'm sorry. I just couldn't be okay without you. I'm done running. I want our family and every step of the way I want to be with you. To be with you and our daughter." Olivia says, wiping up relieved tears that roll down her cheeks. Olivia Pope is done running.

Fitz takes a deep breath, "Livvie, I'm so sorry for leaving. It was childish and I just left. I feel horrible and I couldn't face you. I want to go international so bad and I'm doing it but it feels so wrong without you and Athena. You and the kids will be left to my legacy and I want it to be a good one." Fitz says, taking Athena's car seat from her hand and smiling lovingly at his sleeping little girl.

"Come in, please." Fitz whispers, stepping out of the way and letting her into his modern penthouse apartment. Olivia takes off her coat and shoes, smiling at Fitz.

"I want our family. We need to communicate better. No more running. I want us. If you'll still have me?" He whispers, looking down at her with worried blue eyes.

Olivia shakes her head, "I'll always want you. You know that." She says, rushing to him and cupping his face. Kissing him gently and leaning her forehead against his.

"Always." She whispers, Fitz tilting her face up and kissing her with all his love. He pulls back before their bodies begin to respond, tucking a loose curl behind her ear and smiling.

"I love you so much. I'm so sorry, Livvie." He whispers, smiling sadly at her.

"No more sorry. We are together and will go home together when you are done." Olivia says, running her hands down his hard chest.

Secret service brings in Olivia and Athena's bag, "We will be outside. Anything else, Ms. Pope?" One agent asks, Olivia shakes her head.

"No. Thank you." She says, looking around the apartment. Fitz gently picks up Athena from her car seat, careful not to wake her and presses a kiss to her forehead.

"I missed you." Fitz whispers to his little angel, "Daddy even has a crib in here." He whispers. Olivia turns to look at him, smiling.

"You actually do?" She asks, putting a book away on the shelf she was looking at. Fitz nods, "I made sure there was a nursery in here. I have a newborn daughter, she needs a bed." Fitz says, smiling at her.

"Wow. Now you should be rewarded for that." She whispers, her voice dropping into a seductive purr as she looks at him. Fitz swallows, "I think I should. Now I'll be right back." He says, heading down the hall to put Athena to bed in her nursery.

"I love you so much. Thank you for being such a good little angel for mommy." Fitz whispers to her, rubbing her chubby cheek and leaving the room. Athena fast asleep from her travels.

Fitz returns to the living room to find Olivia not where to be found, "Liv?" He calls out, looking around and heading down the hallway to the master bedroom.

He peaks his head in to see her naked backside to him, he smirks at sight of her. Her tiny body glowing and her perfect behind waiting for him.

"Ms. Pope." He growls, walking into the room and watching her turn around to face him. Taking in her beautiful naked body.

"Mr President. Hi." Olivia whispers, biting her lip and looking at him, "You have too much clothes on." She purrs, gently reaching out and pulling off the NAVY shirt he has on. Her warm fingers running through his chest hair and tracing his hard, defined chest.

"A bit better. But these have to go." She whispers, pulling at the hem to his sweatpants. Her hand dropping to wrap around the outline of his hard, large manhood.

"Please Fitz. Get naked." She whispers, Fitz trying to reach out and touch her but she won't let him. His body aching to touch her and taste her.

"Olivia-

"Get naked, Fitz. Then you can have me." She demands, stepping back and watching his abs flex and relax as he tries to control himself. Fitz pulls off his sweatpants and boxers within the next second, his erection springing free and sitting heavy between his thighs.

Olivia's eyes drop to it, licking her lips, "I want to say sorry." She whispers, looking up at him with dark eyes. Fitz takes a deep breath, pulling her to him and kissing her passionately. His tongue plunging into her mouth and tasting every corner of her mouth.

Olivia moans, pulling back as his mouth licks and nibbles on her neck, his large hands shifting down her smooth curves and sides. Gripping the globes of her ass as his erection digs into her flat stomach.

"Let me say sorry." Olivia pants, looking up at him and grabbing his face.

"You don't need to be sorry. I'm the one who needs to be sorry. Let me work." He growls, his voice husky with need. They have had sex many times but each time it gets better and better even though the first time was incredible.

"No, I want to say sorry for not listening to you." She says, her hand dropping down between them and wrapping around his shaft. Fitz grunting at her warm hand around him, "Liv." He whispers, shaking his head. She has never pleasured him like this before even though he loves going down on her and has down if countless times.

"I want to apologize. Let me." She whispers, shifting and trying to nudge him to the leather arm chair in the corner of the master bedroom. Olivia pushes him back into the leather chair, she stands in front of him in her naked glory and smirks at him.

He reaches out for her, massaging a plump breast in his hand and pulling her closer to he can wrap his mouth around one of her nipples, "C-careful." She moans out, his mouth feeling like ecstasy on her. Olivia grunts, pushing back, "Do not distract me." She snaps, pushing his legs apart and sinking to her knees in front of him.

"Hmm.." she whispers, Fitz' breath catching in his chest as she looks up at him then back down at his large, thick erection. He shifts in the leather chair, swallowing hard, "Liv, it's okay. Don't. Let me make love to you." He says, shaking his head and trying to pull her up off her knees.

Olivia shakes her head, "You can make love to me after. Right now, I want to taste you and please you like this for the first time." Olivia whispers, "Let me do this. You are an amazing man and father. Let me." She says, biting her plump lips and wrapping her hand around his large shaft.

"I-

He stumbles on his words as her mouth heads for his balls, licking and pulling at the sensitive skin. Fitz grunts, gripping the arms of the chair. She moves on after giving each ball attention, licking from his thick base to his large head. Wrapping her mouth around his tip and tasting his pre-cum.

"Oh lord." Fitz grunts low in his chest. Her mouth is taking him on the ride of him life. Olivia looks up at him through hooded eyes, making eye contact with him. Fitz growls low in his chest, growing harder in her mouth as she looks up at him. Her mouth works around him, her tongue moving up and down on him as her hands gently massage his balls.

She feels his hips flex as she takes him all the way to the back of her throat, Fitz gasping loudly, "Liv. Olivia." He pants, his hands going into her hair and pulling lightly. She pulls all the way back, sucking on his large head and tracing her tongue down the pulsing vein along his shaft.

She hums against him as she takes him all the way to the back of her throat again, watching his face contort with pleasure as he pulls gently on her hair and his hips flex into her mouth.

"I'm so close, Liv. I want to be in you." Fitz pants, having troubles speaking. Groaning as she repeats her movements again but quicker and his hips thrust with her again. Her plump lips a warm haven for him.

She doesn't reply, wanting him to finish now by her mouth. She squeezes gently on his balls as she picks up the pace with her mouth and tongue. Fitz flexing his hips every time she takes him all the way in.

"Oh god. Liv. Yes." He moans, pulling her hair as the fire in his belly explodes through his body. He moans loudly as he finishes in her mouth. Olivia smirking to herself as she pulls away once he's calm down.

"Come here. Now." He says, panting and pulling her up and into his lap. Cradling her and peppering kisses all over her face, neck and breasts.

He holds her face in place, "You didn't have to do that. It was incredible but you didn't have to. I love tasting you. It's one of my favourite things but you don't have to do it to me." He says warmly, kissing her and tasting himself on her lips.

Olivia kisses him slowly, "I wanted to. I love pleasuring you. You just never let me do it." She whispers, kissing his red ears as his erection begins to grow again.

Fitz carries her to bed, laying her down in the middle and smiling lovingly at her, "You are the most gorgeous, incredible woman in the world. Look at you and you're all mine." He growls, staring from her ankles and kissing up her body. Kissing up her inner thighs and stopping at the apex of her inner thigh. Nudging his nose against her sensitive nub and kissing up her flat stomach.

"I missed you." He whispers, kissing her rib cage and the silky skin between her breasts.

"I missed you. No more running."