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Olivia sat in the back of the town car that was sent for her. The windows were blackened and it was near impossible for the outside world to see inside. She's put up a little fight when the car had pulled up outside her apartment building, but soon quickly gave up and slid across the backseat. There were a few papers in view. Fitz and Mellie were still making the headlines. Each paper gave their own in depth version of the First Couple's life leading up to the divorce, they were all wrong.

This boasted well for all parties. They were spinning the tale, and the media was eating it up as if there was no tomorrow. Olivia reached out for The Washington Post, which was now a difficult task given that she was holding a basketball where her flat stomach had once been. She flipped to the first page that had a mention of Fitz.

The President Retreats

With the news of the First Couple's divorce being made public a week ago, President Grant is leaving the White House for some time off. All though this is tradition after the re-election of a sitting President, the timing does lead people to believe this is due to the divorce. The President will be heading to Camp David for the weekend, where he is believed to working on the next term of his presidency. Grant will arrive Friday afternoon and is expected to stay until at least Monday. As Camp David is closed to the public, including the press, it can be deduced that President Grant is using this opportunity to have some time away from the public scrutiny and perception that has come since the divorce.

Olivia laughed. Her name had yet to be mentioned. That meant the first part of the plan had gone off without a hitch, and that meant it was almost time for part two. Part two was Fitz and Olivia being seen in public together, just a little bit more. Though this wouldn't start occurring until at least after Christmas, and possibly not until the new year. It all depended on when the 'divorce scandal' would be old news, or not as making as many headlines. Of course being seen more publicly did not mean being out as a romantic couple, no they just wanted the world to know they were close friends, closer than they realised.

Of course this meant that in the mean time, there could be no inkling of anything more than old colleagues. Meaning they could not be seen publicly together for some time. Something they had mastered years ago. Fitz had been sneaking over to Olivia's apartment for quite a while. But the media was on his tail almost 100% of the time, just looking for a new and different reason for the divorce, so his midnight White House escapes were no longer permitted. It had been weeks since Fitz and Olivia had been able to see each other, the phone calls were no longer cutting it. And to know this was going to be going on for another few weeks was agony on them both.

Olivia thought back to the last phone call she had with Fitz. It was only an hour or so ago, just before she got in the town car. He'd been able to convince her oh so easily to get into the car he had sent. And that was how she was on her way to a place she had only been a handful of times. The last time she had been to Camp David she had gone by helicopter, but that was not an option. One, because she was now over seven months along in her pregnancy and flying was no longer a possibility, and two, the weather had been terrible for the last few days and flying would not be safe.

Finally the car came to its first stop. Liv's agent showed his identification to the guard manning the entrance, and the gate opened, allowing them to continue on their path. Trees filled both sides of the driveway, making it feel even more secluded then she remembered. Leaves had fallen to the ground, making a blanket of reds and yellows. The car was filled with a late fall early winter smell, a mixture of dead leaves and the crisp cold. The car came to another stop, and the agent turned off the engine, and Liv knew they were finally there. The door was opened and a hand outstretched for her to take. She held on as she swang her legs out. Fitz stood in front of Liv and refused to let go of her hand, even when she was safely out of the car.

"Thank you for coming," he said as he placed his lips on her cheek. Obviously there were people around, and he didn't think it appropriate to openly display their affection. Even if thye were paid to be discrete.

"Of course," Liv replied. At this point in time there was very little chance of Liv giving up a whole weekend with Fitz. Especially when the chances of getting caught were at an all time low, and the consequences weren't dire. This didn't feel like sneaking around, well not as much as him coming over in the middle of this night usually did. Plus if something Presidential came up they wouldn't have to leave. There was very little he couldn't do from here.

Fitz led Liv up to the main cabin, the President's cabin. In the past, out of safety and discretion, she had only been in the main cabin for work. If they were ever together in a not so President and Communication Director way they would be in Liv's cabin. There was less chance of getting caught that way. No one ever rushed in to Liv's cabin in a panic, the same could not be said for Fitz's. It showed a new level of their relationship. It showed he was an unmarried man who could be with anyone he so choose. Not to mention everyone currently on site knew about Fitz and Liv's relationship, and had for a while.

"So here it is," Fitz exclaimed as they entered the part of the cabin that constituted as the living room.

"You are aware I've been here before, right?" Olivia asked, the place hadn't changed in the last three years, there was no reason for him to announce the room as if it was an unveiling.

"Well I know somewhere you haven't been," Fitz smirked and continued leading Olivia around. He led her down passageway, still holding her hand. Olivia smiled knowing exactly where he was taking her. "I always wanted you in here with me," Fitz said as he opened the door and let Liv into his bedroom.

"You're right, I have definitely not been here," Liv nodded, and Fitz pulled her in closer to him. He brushed some hair out of her face as he stroked her cheek. He lifted her chin up with a single finger, leaned in and laid his lips on to hers. Liv continued the kiss, not wanting it to end. She couldn't even remember the last time they had had this much privacy. She didn't want it to end. Here they could truly be themselves. Show their true selves, show their true love.

"I wish I thought of this earlier," Fitz said as he broke the kiss and wrapped her in his arms. He was referring to being alone at Camp David with Olivia.

"It wouldn't have been possible earlier," Liv reminded him. There was no way he could have left for a weekend while he was campaigning, and he couldn't have gone incognito when the news of the divorce first broke, it would look as if he was hiding, and that didn't fit into the plan.

"True," he agreed. "But I still can't believe we get to spend a whole weekend together without worrying about what other people see," it was unbelievable. The timing just worked. It was as if everything had fallen into place just for this weekend. As if the universe knew exactly what Fitz and Liv needed, and so desperately wanted.

"I know," Liv smiled and leaned her head into his chest. He pulled her closer in order to keep the warmth between them. She hoped the weekend would be unbelievable. And the little kick she felt told her that it would be.

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