"Good morning Alex, ready to go for a walk?" Liv asked her handing Alex a cup of orange juice.

"You could bring me coffee instead you know."

"Coffee is bad for you and I'm having tea. And you don't like tea. Put your shoes on so we can go."

"Yes mom."

Olivia waited while Alex got ready so they could go for their morning walk through the garden.

"Morning, Mr. President. If you're going to make a morning run today, you better get going," Cyrus informed him.

Putting on his jacket, Fitz replied. "Actually I'm going to Rosewood to have a morning walk with Alex. She's always inside so I thought I'd go with her for an hour today. Then have my meetings of torture."

"You are the one who wanted to be President. This is what you signed up for Fitz."

"Don't remind me."

"Take Abby with you, she can give you your brief in the car."

"Way to kill two birds, Cy. I'll be back in a bit."

Fitz called for Abby to meet him at the car.

"Where to, Sir?" Abby asked after being summoned.

"We're going to see Alex. I thought she could use some fresh air. And I need a morning run so what's better than hanging out with Alex."

"We're going now?"

"That's what the car is for. We are going now."

Abby got in after Fitz slid over. "Sir, there's something that I have to tell you before we get any further."

"If you have a crush on me Abby, that's fine. Just know that it will never work out. I'm never going to be over Olivia," Fitz smirked.

"You aren't my type to begin with. I'm a Republican. But this is serious."

"Alright, spill it."

"The situation that Cyrus had yesterday was Olivia. She's not dead, she's alive. And she's in DC."

Fitz sat up straight staring at Abby. She could tell that he was about to blow up.

"Do you think that's funny? That whatever joke you and Cyrus pulled out of your ass is to be funny about Olivia. You and Cyrus have been yelling at me for weeks to stop drinking and stop grieving for her because she's dead and then all the sudden you think it's funny to just laugh at me and tell me she's alive? You two just piss me off lately. Neither of you are funny."

"I wouldn't joke about this. This isn't funny. But I'm serious. Olivia is alive. And she's…"

"Just shut up Abby. Don't talk about her again to me."

For the rest of the car ride, Abby kept her mouth shut. He was certainly in a mood now. When the car stopped, Fitz got out heading down to Alex's room with Abby behind him. Fitz looked through the window in the door seeing if she was in there.

"Excuse me doctor," Fitz stopped the man walking past, "have you seen Alex?"

"Yes, sir, she's out in the garden. She'll be back any minute. You can wait here. The garden is pretty big so it may be easier waiting for her here, Mr. President."

"Sure, thank you."

Fitz opened the door and sat on the couch with Abby moving to the chair across the room.

"Thanks for the orange juice," Alex said opening her room door. Walking in she saw both Abby and Fitz. "Oh my God! You're back!"

Standing up, Fitz braced himself for Alex running to him and hugging him. "Yeah, I thought we could go for a walk but it seems that you've already done that." Looking up, Fitz saw Olivia. With Alex by his side, there was no doubt that he could tell that was her. "Livie." Fitz nearly started crying. Olivia could hear the little catch in his voice when he said her nickname. "You are here."

Olivia tilted her head staring at him. Slowly, she moved towards him and stuck out her hand. "Olivia Pope. You seem to know Alex well. And you are?"

Fitz stared at her, ignoring her waiting hand. "What are you doing?"

"Unless times have changed in these seven years, introducing myself seems to be the proper greeting. Did I miss something new?"

"What the hell are you talking about, Olivia?"

Before she could say anything else, Abby jumped in beside Liv. "Sir, if you would have let me continue earlier, I could have explained all this. Olivia is missing seven years of her life. She does not know who you are."

"Abby, can I talk to you in the hall for a minute."

Fitz held the door open letting her out and closed it behind them.

"You should have told me about this."

"I tried to tell…"

"This was important."

"I know. I did try…"

"Who else knows about this? Who knows that she is actually alive?"

"You and Cyrus and Edison and me. Sir, I was trying…"

"And why doesn't she remember the last seven years of her life?"

"She was…"

"And what about Edison?"

"Fitz! Shut up and let me finish!" Abby yelled making Secret Service turned to them. "Okay, sorry I had to yell. If you want answers, you have to let me talk."

"Alright go ahead."

"The doctor told her that she was probably trying to get out of the car when it exploded and the explosion threw her and she hit her head on a tree or something. She hit her head and lost the last seven years of her life. She doesn't know you or anything about you. She doesn't know that you're the President or about your relationship."

Fitz sat down on the floor next to the door. He put his head in his hands and let the tears fall down his face for a minute. Giving himself one minute to let go of the world and feel what he didn't want to. When his minute was up, he stood up and walked back into Alex's room.

"Olivia, I'm Fitzgerald Grant. Call me Fitz," he said holding out his hand.

Liv stepped towards him shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you. Alex tells me you're the President. Congratulations."

"Thank you, would you mind joining me for the day? There's some things that I would like to talk to you about."

"I suppose I can do that. I'll get a cab to the White House and meet you there."

"Actually, I'd prefer if you rode with me."

"I'm not so sure about that. I don't know you."

"That's funny. I'm the President and Abby is riding with me. You'll be fine riding with me."

After a minute of arguing, Olivia finally agreed to go with him. She told her sister goodbye and left with Fitz and Abby. In the car, Abby pulled out her cell phone sending Cyrus a quick text.

"She's in the car with us. Be back soon."