Liv and Lauren are sitting at a quaint table at Via Carota in Washington Square park. Olivia and Fitz are going back to LA tomorrow and he had an emergency meeting. He didn't want to leave Liv alone since Maya had to go back to DC, so he enlisted Lauren to babysit which turned out to be the best 've been laughing and talking for 2 hours with people giving Olivia occasional glances of acknowledgement.

"I can imagine that can get weird," Lauren acknowledges.

"Yes, the nods are okay I guess. The weird running up to me can sometimes get daunting."

"You are good at what you do, don't diminish it," Lauren answers.

"Thank you…," she says but there's no enthusiasm in her voice which Lauren notices.

"What's wrong?

"I have been trying to figure out how I am going to say goodbye to my audience," she says sadly.

"Goodbye?"

"I am leaving the show for a while and I totally feel good about it but it will be hard. The last almost 6 years kept me sane and I didn't even know it was. Me and my best friend Abby, we created magic with that show and she was able to build her station..and I…," Liv stops and takes a deep breath.

"You don't want to hurt your friend or leave her hanging," Lauren finishes.

"Yes and she's pissed but I have to do this for me and these little angels in here."

"Listen, its human nature, you know that to get territorial over things in our lives and you two were a pair before my very good looking brother came along. She will be alright in time. She knows you have to think about your family. She's just not wanting to put on her big girl panties."

Liv laughs, "But she's afraid I won't come back and to be honest, I don't know that I will."

"If you don't, you don't! Either way, she'll be okay. A healthy delivery and healthy babies is all that matters."

Liv studies her, "You and Fitz are very much alike," this decree makes Lauren laugh. "He always knows how to calm me down. And sometimes it's just that crooked smile, which you kind of have."

"I noticed," Lauren says as she jokingly hides her face.

"What was it like entering this family the way you did?"

Lauren takes a beat, "It was so fucking awkward. I was the kid that shouldn't have existed and the dirty little secret that lost her mom at 20 and gained a family at the same time."

"I am sorry about your mom," Liv says, understanding the loss of a parent.

"Cancer sucks," Lauren answers. Liv nodded in agreement. "Anyway, Barbara made sure Gerry did his duty even then but I was hell bent on taking care of myself."

"That was me when I lost my dad. I was so angry with my mom. I was determined to be independent."

"Didn't work out so well for me," Lauren says.

"Me either," Liv laughs and then she winces in pain and grabs her stomach.

Lauren notices immediately, "Are you okay?"

Liv nods as she drops her head to let the moment pass, "They are more and more active everyday," she answers taking a deep breath.

"You sure you are okay. We can go," Lauren says.

"No, I am enjoying myself plus if you tell Fitz that you had to take me back to the hotel, he'll flip out and make a big deal when it's just the babies kicking. I know what happened at the restaurant freaked him out. It freaked me out. But sometimes he can over do it."

"He loves you. He can't help it. He does it to me all the time. He worries about the people he loves."

"I know he does. And I love him."

Lauren laughs, "He can't help but be overprotective. There is some cocky bastard out there sending his wife flowers and professing love. That is the kind of shit to make a man go crazy and hover. . I can only imagine he's 10 times worse with the love of his life who's carrying his twins."

"Way to make me feel guilty…," Liv adds. She stops smiling and contemplates a question she has been wanting to ask anyone who will answer, knowing that person won't be Fitz.

"What you thinking?"

"Something about that note seems familiar to me. I can't place it. But, I heard that phrase before but I can't remember where."

Lauren then looks a little concerned, "You think you might know this person."

"It's possible," Liv answers and she grows quiet again.

Lauren studies her more, "What else are you thinking?'

"I know this is crazy. I know I shouldn't be worried about this but I lived in the past with a man for years. My past made me live an existence I shouldn't have. Fitz married Mellie because his father made him but he was in love with Tracey. Tracey was his real choice. I worried about the past and how it sometimes has unfinished business."

Lauren looks at her incredulously, "Liv, you are the love of Fitz's life and you are right, Tracey is the past. She's not unfinished business."

"But he loved her. They didn't break up. They were pulled apart."

"And you two were brought together. He didn't decide to go and find Tracey because he missed her and was tired of living a lie. His heart found you and he went for it. You are what he wants."

"What was she like?"

"She was nice and she was cute but she wasn't you. No contest!"

Liv takes a sip of her water, "You are just saying that."

"Let me tell you a quick story, " Lauren says. Liv's eyes become immediately widened with curiosity. "Late one night about 10 months ago, I got a call from my brother. He said, he found the one," She grabs Liv's hand, "Don't be embarrassed, but we are very candid in our talk. He told me the night before he made love like he had never made love before and the more you he got, the more obsessed he became. He said everything felt right. His body, his soul, his heart, and his mind. He said he knew that night where he belonged, with Olivia Pope."

Olivia's face immediately became flushed with an embarrassed smile, "Oh my God, I can't believe he told you."

"Transparency is the Grant's middle name."

"I just want him to be happy. I want to make him happy."

"You do make him happy and he couldn't be happier."

"Full transparency?" Liv poses.

"Yes," Lauren answers.

"I felt the same way he did that night," Liv confesses.

"Well damn, that's called true love. Where is my Prince Charming?" She answers with a laugh as they both laugh.


Fitz, Marcus, and Cyrus are sitting with inspectors and the construction team. They meet to form a plan for the duration of the build. Tom is sitting in the meeting as he's made it to the city as they discussed. Fitz is obviously irritated by what the investigation produced.

"The investigation, as you know, showed that rods were tampered with. The boards were tampered with and any type of jolting weight would cause what happened. I don't know how the hell someone was able to get on this site and do this, but they did."

The construction manager, Joe, speaks up, "Sir, I have no excuse for what happened or how it happened. I can only promise that going forward we will take better precautions for the security of this building."

Marcus chimes in, "We have talked to the city. They are having the broken cameras on this street fixed. As luck would have it, they weren't working."

Joe speaks, "We always lock up sir, when we are done for the day. I can't answer for Eduardo being here after work hours. He has access to the building, keys to locks, but he shouldn't have been here."

"As Fitz has said, we are taking care of his medical builds so that he and his family don't have to worry about that."

"I guess, we lucked out it was only one person in the building and at the time and not during work hours. The damage could have been much worse," Fitz concludes.

One of the workers asks, "How can we prevent this from happening going forward?"

"I am hiring 24 hours security for this building during work hours and after hours. If anyone tries to trespass on the building, he or she will be arrested."

"When will security start?" Joe asks.

"First thing on Monday, the security company starts plus you will have Tom here for a few weeks on Grant Realty's behalf." Tom nods his head at everyone. "At 5pm every evening all keys and locks are to be turned into Tom. He will not be here to oversee your work. He will be here at 8 in the morning to give out keys and back at 5 to retrieve them. Any overtime that will be done will be reported to Tom and myself or Marcus by Joe. It's business as usual. Just extra precautions. This is a big job and I don't want anything else to go wrong."

Everyone understands Fitz's instructions. "I guess welcome to the team is in order for you ," Joe says.

"Thank you," Tom says dryly, which is just his way.

"With that being said, the work has been amazing and I thank you all for a job well done," Fitz says as he looks down at his phone. There's a message from Liv: "Going back to the hotel, going to lie down. Just a little tired. Lauren got a consulting call. Love you." He's immediately distracted and focused on her.

Marcus clears his throat, to get Fitz attention. Cyrus knows that look, he knows it must be Liv, "Fitz would also like for you all to sign these non-disclosures. Just saying they'll be no discussion of any work matters with the general public especially the media. They are asking questions. We want to keep this matter private. Understood," Cyrus says.

Everyone nods their head in agreement as Marcus passes out the agreements. Fitz answers Liv, "You feeling okay. I'll be back to the hotel in a little bit. I love you too."

Liv looks at the text and laughs, "I'm fine. Just pregnant and tired."

Fitz looks up realizing he's mentally left the meeting, "I apologize. My wife is pregnant with twins and the pregnancy has had some complications. I get jittery. Where were we?"

Marcus chimes, "The signing of the NDA's."

Fitz shakes his head, "Yes, I don't want this getting out that this job site was potentially sabotaged. It will give this job and my company unnecessary press and exposure. I like to do good work and do it quietly which is what I expect of anyone working for me."

They all understood he meant business. Fitz continues, "I have to get my wife back to LA tomorrow. She needs to be around her doctors. So, I am leaving tomorrow. Marcus will be here for another week and as mentioned before, Tom will be here. I've provided lunch for us, so let's eat then I need to get back to the hotel."

They all look pleased with the meeting as they get up and prepare to eat. Fitz steps away for a moment to check on Liv. Her phone rings as she's taken off her shoes, put on comfortable clothes and is propped up on the bed, flipping through channels.

"Yes Mr. Grant, can I help you?"

"You already know," he answers.

"Yes, I do. You needed to hear my voice to make sure I am okay."

"Don't tease me. I worry," he says.

"I know and your sister told me it's because you worry about the people you love," she assures him.

"She's absolutely right. You mean everything to me Mrs. Grant. I'd be totally lost without you," he answers.

"I'd be lost without you too," she answers.

"Take a nap. I'll be back soon."

"Yes hurry back, it's our last night in the Big Apple and I want to spend it in your arms."

"You have a date! I do believe I haven't eaten all my chocolate yet. I can't let it go to waste," he flirts."

"You don't want to use it too fast. Don't you want to savor it," she asks.

"I savor every single moment my lips and tongue is on your skin."

She gasps instantly flushed and flashed with him pleasuring her body licking her body clean of the chocolate she smeared all over the most erogenous places. "Then you better hurry back!," she says.

"You better be ready!," he says as he snickers and hangs up the phone. He knows he has her hot and bothered. He hangs up and walks back to everyone as they enjoy a late lunch.


Abby is sitting in her office, chewing nervously on the pen she's holding. She's just gotten the best news for the station and for Olivia at the worse time. She is trying to be happy but she's sad at the same time. She looks at the note, that reads, Congratulations to KPIX on their National Association of Broadcasters Crystal Heritage Award and Marconi Awards. She takes a deep sigh. This is the first time they've gotten so many awards at once.

"Congratulations," she repeats as there is a knock at the door. "Come in," she says.

Harrison enters the office, "Red, what's up?" Abby gives him the eye. He clears his throat, "Boss, you wanted to see me."

"Yes," she responds motioning him to close the door.

Harrison has noticed Abby's strange behavior for the last couple of days but he decided not to ruffle any feathers until he was sure it was okay. "So, are you finally going to tell me what's wrong?"

Abby looks up, still reading the announcement again, "What makes you think something is wrong?"

"You've been moping through here in your Abbesque way you mope when you are upset. I didn't want to stick my nose in it. But every time Liv's name is mentioned you twitch. What's up?"

Abby can't help but take a breath. That's one thing she hates about Harrison. He could always see through you and he always sees what you are trying to hide, your feelings. "How do you do that?"

"Do what? I have a PhD in women. That's why I can't keep a relationship. I know the ticks and I tock at them when I get to comfortable."

Abby laughs, "So you sabotage your own relationships because you are scared of commitment."

"I am not scared of commitment."

"Okay, then what is it?"

"I'm scared of losing myself in love."

"Does Candace know you are afraid of losing yourself in love? She's moving here temporarily to be with you. It will be shitty if you don't tell her that you aren't made for monogamy."

Harrison looks surprised, "How do you know about Candace?". He closes his eyes shaking his head, "Liv told you."

Abby gets up, and gets a yogurt from her fridge, "Actually it was Quinn. It sounds like you are falling for Candace, so your quest for no strings attaching you is not working."

"No, we aren't doing this. We are talking about you and Liv, not my love life. What's going on with you two?

She figures there will be no good time to tell Harrison. Rip on the band-aid she thought to herself. "Liv quit. She gave me her 3 week notice this week."

Harrison looks stunned. That's something he thought he would never hear. "I can understand her wanting to get ready for the twins."

"She's quitting indefinitely," Abby corrects.

Harrison's understanding turns to a bit of shock, "Whoa..," then he stops letting that sink in. "She finally has a reason to want to be home."

Abby looks up at Harrison surprised that is his reasoning, "What do you mean?"

"Come on Red, this radio station, even though she loves it, was an escape. When she was here she didn't have to be even though she didn't know she was running from it. This place saved her as much as this place saved you. And now, she's finally getting that family she wanted with a good man. She wants to enjoy it."

Abby soaks in his words that should make her happy for Liv and there is a part of her that is happy. But the other part of her is sad about the nagging feeling that this loss will be too great for her and KPIX to recover from it. Her selfishness has gotten the best of her and she hates herself for it, "What happens to this place? You can't work 24/7."

"We will figure it out," he answers.

"I know it looks like I'm being a bitch but I'm trying to achieve something too. I'm a woman, running a radio station and the men would love to see me fail. They'd love to see my little ass fall flat on my face."

"I'm man who wants to see you succeed and I wouldn't be offended if I got a glimpse of your little ass again doing it," Harrison charms.

Abby suddenly becomes flushed, "I had one drink too many."

"It was as good for you as it was for me."

"You have a double show to do and we are both involved with other people. We'll always have Jack Daniels."

He gets up and gives her a kiss on the hand, "You know I love you and always will. We will always be cool. And listen, you are gonna do great. Don't worry about it," he finishes as he leaves.

Abby takes a deep breath, trying to be as assured, "I'll do this."


Stephen is sitting in his office on the phone. He is checking through some files looking at his computer. He's deep in thought. His phone beeps.

"Yes Annie," he says.

"Mrs. Grant is on the phone for you."

"Mellie Grant," he asks.

"Yes sir, that Mrs. Grant," she answers.

"Put her through," he says.

"Sir, by the way, I am missing one of your receipts from New York. I am online checking your purchases. There's a charge here for some flowers, a bouquet."

Stephen stops her quickly, "Don't worry about that receipt. Just make sure all the others are filed away."

She complies and puts Mellie through. "Hi Stephen," Mellie says.

"Mellie, I am surprised to hear from you."

"I have a question. I know that the final payment of my settlement is to come after the divorce is one year out. I want to sell the house. The house is in his name if I sell it, who gets the money."

"Well, the house is in his name Mellie. He would get the money."

"But he gave the house to me. I can do as I see fit, correct?"

Stephen is looking at a phone of Olivia, actually more distracted by it. "It would actually be up to Fitz."

"Can you talk to him about it? I would like to get the house appraised."

"As soon as he is back I will have Cyrus talk to him and let you know."

"Thank you," she says hanging up quickly.

Stephen rolls his eyes, and his phone rings again only this time it's Olivia. He smiles and quickly answers, "Hello Beauty!"

"Stephen," she says,

"I'm sorry! Hey!" he says.

"I wanted to check on Marta and see how things are going."

"Liv, you shouldn't be worrying about this right now. You should just be worrying about your pregnancy. I found Marta a good lawyer for you. Fred is a good lawyer. He will do right by her and all the info on that bastard that was available on Edison, everyone understands why she would kill him."

"But it's still so sad Stephen. He was sleeping with her daughter as blackmail. If someone did that to my child, I would want him dead too. She protected her child."

Stephen is annoyed by this conversation. The last thing he wants to discuss while having the chance to talk to Liv by himself, "I promise you, Fred will do his best."

Liv takes a deep breath, "Stephen, I know I have no right to ask you for favors but this was a different case. I just really wanted to help Marta."

"You can always ask me anything. I love you and you know that."

Liv has avoided this confrontation more times that she wants to count but she knows she can't keep avoiding it, "I am sorry Stephen if I hurt you. If I ever hurt you."

"You didn't hurt me Liv. You could never do that."

"I want us to always be friends. That's only if you think that can be enough."

He looks at the missing receipt Annie was looking for, "I rather have you in my life as my friend than not have you in it at all."

"I'll be back tomorrow. Maybe next week you can take me to see her. I do want to see her," as she says this, she hears the door to the penthouse open. "I better get going, Fitz just got back."

Fitz can hear her talking as he makes it closer to the room, "Livvie, baby, you awake."

This makes Stephne grimace in pain hearing the endearment from Fitz, "You got it, now, go, your husband is looking for you."

Fitz appears in the doorway smiling at the sight of his beautiful wife, "Yes, he is," she answers as she smiles at him. "Thank you again Stephen." Fitz's smile drops quickly at the mention of his name.

"Bye Liv," Stephen says as he hangs up the phone annoyed.

"What did he want?" Fitz says quickly.

"I called him to see how Marta's case was going. She had to plead guilty. She didn't have a choice. I just...I just want to help her."

Fitz sits on the bed next to her, taking her feet and places them across his lap. He begins to massage them. He hits the pressure points immediately as she lets out a sloan moan of approval. "I know you do. I guess it just gets me that you had to go to Stephen."

"He was your divorce lawyer," Liv reminds him.

"That was before I met you and knew the history. I am surprised he didn't try to screw me on the divorce once you and I were official."

"He is a good guy and a good lawyer, you know that. You wouldn't have picked him otherwise."

Taking a small beat, "I think he was always lying in wait for you and Edison to hit the skids and then I came along." Fitz says as he presses into her achilles heel and massages the back.

"Ohhhh," she moans.

"He will never fully give up on you. He wants a second chance with you."

"He knows we will never be more than friends and he's okay with that."

Fitz scoots closer to her side, slowly pianoing her legs in the process. "No man is ever okay with losing something that he thinks should be his. If I lost you, I wouldn't give up until I got you back."

"You are not going to lose . You are stuck with me," and they both start laughing, as the babies join the conversation, kicking immediately. "I'll rephrase that, you are stuck with us."

"Best punishment I can think of," he says moving in to kiss her.

She smacks him, "We are punishment."

"You know what I mean."

"Mmmhmm," she moans as she brings his face closer to her and returns the kiss.. "So, where are we going tonight?"

"You and I are going to have dinner on the open sees sailing around the Big Apple and enjoying the night lights of the city on the sea."

"Why are you so romantic? You think of the most romantic things to do."

He kisses her sweetly before answering. He then traces her face with his fingertips, "I try to imagine what would take you by surprise. Then I imagine getting you to look at me like I hung the moon. So it pushes me to outdo myself."

"You did hang the moon and the stars," she smiles.

They begin to kiss heavily. His tongue parts her lips and their tongues meet. They taste the essence of each other. Their tongues swirl around each other's mouth lavishing a language that their body understands. The message that their passion seems to grow every day for each other. They are moaning into each other as Fitz hands begin to wonder around her body. His hands find the curvature of her breasts as he begins to massage her. Their lips are sparring for dominance with each other. Liv takes his bottom lip into hers, tugging and pulling it into her full pouty lips. He loved when she kissed him this way. When she treated his lips like her own person kissing pod.

"Baby," he's able to get out through the kisses.

"Mmm," she moans as she takes this moment to lick his lips.

"Damn, I love these lips but we have to get ready for dinner."

"Do we have to? My lips had more plans for you."

He clears his throat, realizing the palm of his hand has never left the comfort of her breast. He squeezes in response to her dirty talk. "Plans like what?"

"You'll just have to wait and see," she answers as she slowly moves his hand from her breasts. She motions him to help her up. She begins to remove her clothes making a trail to the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" He asks as she's down to her maternity bra which is full with lusciousness, which he's come to love and her panties which are barely there.

"You can come if you want," she says as she stops and rests her back on the door. She begins to lock her fingers into the sides to pull them down.

He rushes to her, "Let me," he says as he gets on his and starts to pull them down as she removes her bra. Her body is fully bare to him. He looks up from between her legs, wanting to delve his tongue into her cavern and make her scream his name.

"We have to go to dinner remember," she teases as she turns away from him, leaving him on his knees wanting more. Her full round ass which is more prominent thanks to the pregnancy, turns right in front of him as she keeps walking.

He taps her ass gently, "All mine when we get back."

"Maybe," she says as she giggles and keeps walking.


Eduardo, the construction worker from Fitz's job site is resting in his room when someone comes in for him.

"What are you doing here?"

"It seems you didn't do the job cleanly. I think they figured out it was sabotaged."

"I did what you wanted me to do," Eduardo answers.

"I wanted you to do it clean."

"I almost fucking died."

"Suck it up! That SOB stole that job from under me and my partners . We could have gotten it back if you had done it right."

"What do you want me to do next?"

"Nothing. I may have lost this job but…," he gnashed his teeth. "This wasn't my only plan for Mr. Fitzgerald Grant."

"When do I get my money?"

"You don't get your money. You screwed up."

Eduardo is unable to move from his bed as Keith walks out of the room.


It's later on that night. They are on their private boat for the night as it slowly strolls around New York City. The chef is preparing their meal while they lie on the seat sipping a non alcoholic beverage.

"Thank you," Liv says.

"For what?" He says as he gently caresses her arms with his fingertips.

"For loving me and spoiling me."

"Thank you for letting me," he answers.

"I know you don't want to talk about it and you don't want me to worry but have you gotten everything squared away at the building site."

"You are right! I don't want you to worry. I am handling it."

She intertwines her fingers with his, "We share with each other. Your problems are my problems."

"Yes, we do. But we will recover from this. We are losing a couple million in damages that I would have preferred we didn't but it could have been a lot worse. I think whoever did this got scared and botched it."

"I just don't understand why someone would do that. Maybe it was just some kids playing around."

"No, someone tampered with the boards and one of the small cranes."

Liv takes a deep breath, grounding her head into his chest, "This is awful."

He kisses the crook of her neck as he gently sucks the skin, "It will be fine."

"You smell so good," she says as her nose is incensed with his scent. His shirt is open and her

"You think the flowers have something to do with your building."

"I hope not. I think it is possible. But, I don't know. I just know I have to watch everything around me. I have to watch you. I have to watch my businesses. But you are my first priority," he says, rubbing her belly.

" I was talking to your sister today. She and I are going to be real good friends," she chuckles.

"That's my biggest fear. You and my sister having a lot in common is my biggest fear," Fitz says.

"We have you in common," she says.

"That needs to be it. You two would be two little troublemakers."

"We talked about you in great detail."

The chef comes over, "I am sorry to interrupt. Dinner will be ready in 30 minutes."

"Thank you," Fitz says as he recounts Liv's words. "What did you two talk about?"

"We were talking about the past and how it can either come back to haunt you or set the course of your life."

"I'm not your past."

"No, but our past has baggage, so we just talked about it, that's all."

"My past is just that. You are my present and my future." She turns her head, kissing the exposed skin of his chest as his chest rises and falls slowly.

"I won't ask what that was for. You can do it again but what's that for?"

"I just wanted to."

"So what did my sister say?"

"She said you told her about the first night we made love. That you called her and told her it was the best night of your life. You told her I was the one."

"All true! My heart was so full, I had to tell someone who wouldn't judge our circumstance at the time.

Liv's face becomes flushed again, "I can't believe you told her. Did you go into great detail?"

"No, I didn't give her a visual but I was proud to tell her that I am pretty sure it was the best night of your life and mine."

"Well that's debatable. I mean it was good ..."

"It was phenomenal!"

Liv brings her hands up to his face as she strokes it, "I'll tell you a secret."

Fitz's senses are immediately heightened. He can hear the sultriness of her voice. He gets up from behind her and moves in front her, "What is it?"

"That was the best night of my life. No man ever made me feel that way. I never wanted you to stop making love to me. Even Though I felt guilty I knew it was right. I knew you were right. You felt good. It felt so good."

He reaches over and kisses her, "I felt all those same things. Everything about you feels good to me."

"I wish we were alone."

"Me too," he says looking down at her cute little Gucci dress she's wearing.

He looks down at his watch. "Perfect," he says.

"What?" She asks.

"Come with me! I have something for you," he says as he lifts her from the seat and brings her to the edge.

"What are you doing?"

"I told you once that we were written in the stars, remember that?" He asks

"Of course I do!"

"Look up!," He says.

"At what?" She asks. They look up in the sky.

All of a sudden, fireworks begin to burst high, and it reads, "You are the best part of me Olivia Pope! Forever my Juliet! From Your Romeo!"

Olivia is immediately overcome with emotion. "Fitz," she says. Her eyes glisten and lips tremble a bit. She wants to ugly cry. She turns her head to him with the wonder in her eyes he wanted. The look of love that only she can give him.

"There's the look! I did it again, I hung the moon."

She smiles at him and crashes into him, ravishing him a kiss so full of passion that it takes his breath away. The kiss seems to last forever. She finally eases away from him. Their lips stung from the pressure of the kiss. "When we get back to the hotel, I want to show you just how good you feel to me."

The chef walks up and clears her throat, "Dinner is served!"

"Don't you worry, I am going to let you show me." Fitz takes Liv by the hand and leads her to dinner. New York proved to be a new beginning for him and Olivia. It will always be their place now. There are forces outside of them trying to mess with their love but they are stronger now and ready for the invisible things they can't see. The lines are blurred for the people against them but the constant is that Olivia and Fitz belong to each other, no matter what happens.


Keith is sitting in his office looking over some drawings. He sees the little news report about the little fireworks show. The news anchor says, "You all probably saw the impromptu fireworks in the sky tonight. If you want to show the one you love how much you love them, do it this way, write it in the sky! Fitzgerald Grant surprised his wife, Radio Star Olivia Pope, with a fireworks show tonight.. Fellas, take a page from Mr. Grant! He's our modern day Romeo." She says as she goes to a commercial break.

He sits back in his chair annoyed by the story. Contemplating his next move which will take much longer than he expected.


Thanks everyone for reading. We are getting close to the babies birth and when will Liv figure out it is Stephen and Keith is a sore loser. The intrigue!