Fair and Square

Fitz strode confidently up the stairs at the south portico of the White House with a huge smile on his face. It was a gorgeous April afternoon. Still warm enough outside that the sun felt good on your skin, but there was a crispness in the air as well. Winter was trying to remain in control of the weather in DC while spring tried desperately to break through and make her presence known. It was the kind of weather where a sweater or a jacket was needed in the mornings and in the late afternoons, but completely unnecessary during the day because it was too warm.

The springtime weather in Washington, DC made Fitz want to be outside. Looking out the window longingly from his office or walking in and out buildings for meetings were about all the time outside he got these days. He wanted to spend time with Olivia outside while it was warm enough to do so. She spent the vast majority of her time inside just as he did. Some fresh air would do both of them some good and that was exactly what he had planned for tonight.

I was the day of their first official date. Fitz was not going to take the same well traveled road as the men who had come before him. He was fairly confident that Olivia was sick of eating dinner in a public restaurant like a hamster in a glass cage as the press kept their noses pressed up against the windows and photographed everything. No. Fitz was going to do something a lot different, because he wasn't her typical date. He was her forever.

He stopped at the landing and experienced a sense of déjà vu. Without giving it a second thought, he leaned over the railing and plucked a single white daffodil. The plain flower with the yellow center looked lost beside the large arrangement of beautiful purple tulips he had stopped to buy for Liv ahead of time, but Fitz thought it was perfect. The underdog always held the most surprises and Fitz had a few of his own up his sleeve for his date with Olivia tonight too.

When he got to the door, Fitz was greeted by an armed guard who asked him for the reason for his visit. He couldn't help the proud smile that crossed his face when he replied, "I have a date with..."

"There you are." Olivia interrupted as she made her way towards him down the narrow hall. She had been full of pent up energy, waiting for Fitz to pick her up for their official first date. She felt like a teenager with butterflies in her stomach and she spent her time alternating between watching the clock, pacing around the residence, and looking in the mirror to check her appearance.

Knowing his habit of punctuality, she had made her way towards the south portico entrance earlier than necessary just so she could see him when he arrived. The two of them had been texting all day long, and
Olivia wasn't sure if that helped or made the waiting worse. She couldn't wait to get him alone in the car, and away from the watchful eyes of other people.

She took in the sight of him and practically bit her tongue in half to stifle the sensual girl noises that wanted to bubble up from her throat. Fitz was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a blue and white button up gingham shirt. Damn, Huck was right. His eyes really did pop against the blue material. Chest hair beckoned her fingers to touch them from the opened top button. His curls were poking out from the edges of his American University cap, and his crooked little smile was looking very kissable. Fitz in casual clothes was a very nice change of pace.

While Liv tried not to openly stare at her sexy man, he was looking at her with fresh eyes and new appreciation. The President of the United States had on spotlessly white tennis shoes instead of high heels. She also had on a pair of faded, well worn, blue jeans instead of one of her beloved, stylish, designer dresses. As his eyes traveled upward, Fitz looked at the lightweight navy blue sweater with thin gray stripes that Olivia had chosen for being outside tonight. Her hair was in two long braids and she had on hoop earrings instead of the sensible studs she usually wore at the White House. Her outfit of incognito was topped off with a George Washington University baseball cap. Fuck if he didn't want her right now.

He snapped out of his haze and recalled some semblance of how to act human. His manners kicked in and had him addressing her properly in front of the men standing nearby who worked for her. "Madam President." Still, he was devious enough to put her on the spot too. "Did I get the time wrong? I apologize if I've kept you waiting."

Damn him for seeing through her eagerness and calling her out on it. Luckily, she was well versed in exactly how to handle Mr. Grant in front of others. "No, I came down to tell you that I'll have to take a raincheck for our date. Something literally just came up and demands my attention. I'm very sorry."

The hand that held the pretty flowers dropped in surprised defeat, as did his face. This was not how he imagined their evening together. He knew she was the most important person in the world, and her time was valuable. If she had been called into a last minute meeting, there was nothing he could do about it. "I understand, Madam President. You could have saved us both some time and called to let me know. We might as well reschedule while I'm here."

"I thought the right thing to do was to tell you personally. Besides, I'm just kidding." she told him with a grin. She watched his face go from confusion to understanding very quickly. She forgot how fun it was to keep Fitzgerald Grant on his toes. Pointing at the flowers, she boldly asked, "are those for me?"

She would pay for that later on, Fitz decided. "They were." He replied seriously. He kept his eyes on her and handed the colorful blooms to her Secret Service agent and said, "here, Tom. For all you do to protect our President."

Tom eyed the flowers and then flicked his steely gaze back up to Fitz. He felt ridiculous being in the presence of his boss, in the White House no less, wearing blue jeans. It was the most uncomfortable he'd ever felt on the job. But, when your boss asks you to dress down to blend in a little better, you comply.

He knew these two were going to require his full attention with their first outing as a couple. From everything Tom had witnessed, they were the real deal. He might not be permitted to have an opinion he could share when it came to his boss, but Tom knew without a shadow of a doubt that she was in love with Mr. Grant. It was obvious to him. Of course, Tom spent most of his waking time with the President, and probably knew her better than most of the other people who worked with her.

Tom didn't know what had driven her to marry William Swann a decade ago, but in the amount of time he had been with the two of them, it had been very clear that the First Gentleman was not the man for her. The President hadn't talked to him like she does Mr. Grant. She hadn't flirted with him either, as far as Tom had seen. In fact, the way she acted whenever Mr. Grant was around was the complete opposite of how the President had acted with her husband. Tom was glad to see her happy after going through so much shit, both professionally and personally. Still, he was not about to touch the flowers.

Olivia chuckled. "It doesn't appear that Tom has an appreciation for tulips and...is that a daffodil?"

"It is." Fitz answered proudly.

"Did you pick that outside near the steps?"

"I did."

"You're going to be a handful tonight, aren't you?" she asked with a grin.

"Aren't I always?" He kept eye contact with her, knowing the double meaning wasn't lost on her. She was in rare form this evening, it seemed. He couldn't wait to get her alone.

Olivia avoided answering that loaded question. Fitz handed her the flowers. "So, where are we going on this date of ours, Mr. Grant?"

"I'm afraid that information is classified." Was she staring at his lips right now?

He was so handsome, just standing there flirting with her. She was trying really hard not to openly stare at his mouth but was losing the battle and not caring who saw it. "Alright. Are you ready to leave?"

"I need to make a quick phone call first. Is there a room I could use for that please?" he asked.

"Of course." Olivia led him to a nearby door, not caring which room it was and turned the knob. "Let me just make sure no one is in here." She said loud enough for anyone to hear.

Fitz shut the door behind her and yanked her into his arms. "Hi."

Thank God for his sneaky side. She put her arms around his neck and gave him a smile. "Hi."

This was not on the schedule for their first date, but he hadn't been able to wait another moment to have her alone. Dipping his head, Fitz could smell the perfume she had put on her skin just for him. He would give her the honest sweet words later. Right now, he just needed her lips on his. She opened her mouth for him immediately and slid her tongue against his. He tasted like the minty green mouthwash he kept in his hotel room when she had been on the campaign trail.

His hands ran down over her backside and slid into the pockets there. "You know, when I said our evening would be a little better if you were unrecognizable, I didn't think you had it in you to surprise me, but..."

"But I did?" she asked with a grin.

"You definitely did. You look perfect for what I have in mind. You'll be able to mingle with the public and probably won't be recognized."

"Where are we going exactly, where we will be mingling with the public?" She wanted to know just as much as she wanted to be surprised. He was never going to tell her before they got there, but she could ask. "Am I going to be able to kiss you if I want to?"

Fitz leaned down and pecked her lips with a grin on his own face. He hovered just above her lips and replied, "nice try, Liv but I'm not telling you where we are going. As far as the kissing, you never have to ask."

She got up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his. The moment her tongue snuck back into his mouth, she held onto him a little firmer and began to entertain ideas of the two of them staying in the White House tonight. Fitz must have read her mind because he abruptly broke the kiss, took her hand, and said in a disproving tone, "you need to stop. The point is for us to spend some much needed time outside. Get some fresh air for a change."

Looking up at him with a challenging look, Olivia replied with, "I'll raise the window in my bedroom. That's a fair compromise."

"That's it! It's time for us to leave!" he demanded playfully and pulled his other hand free from her back pocket.

"Party pooper."

"We are going to have so much fun together tonight. No press either."

"I can't wait to see how you planned a date in the public for us without the press."

"You just need one more thing to complete this incognito look, Madam President."

"Oh yea?" She asked. "Like what?"

Fitz presented her with a pair of sunglasses, and slid them on her face. "Like these! No one is going to recognize you now. Let's go. It's gonna be so much fun!"

"I'm so excited for our first date!"

Olivia and Fitz held hands in the backseat of the bulletproof black town car being driven by Jeffery. Tom was in the passenger seat with his eagle eyes constantly taking in their surroundings. She snuggled into his side and sent him loving glances, knowing the public wouldn't be able to see anything going on inside the car due to the heavily tinted windows. It felt good to be close to him.

Her head whipped to the left when she saw the bright lights getting closer. When Jeffery pulled into the parking lot Olivia shrieked loudly. "Really? This is what we're doing tonight?"

Fitz grinned over at her obvious excitement. "You like the fair?"

"Who doesn't like the fair, Fitz?" she exclaimed and turned to look out the window. There were lots of people walking from their cars to the beckoning lights and sounds of the games and rides across the street.

"Honestly, I had no idea you were such a fan. I was taking a chance on it. I didn't want do something you've done to death with your previous dates. And I wanted us to be able to spend some time outside before the weather gets unbearably hot. This is what I came up with. I'm just happy I got it right." He explained.

She leaned forward and put her arms around his neck. "Thank you." she whispered into his ear. "No one has ever taken me to the fair before."

"No one?" he asked as he pulled away from her embrace.

Olivia shrugged. "Just my parents. The handful of times I've been to the fair was with them. The last time I went to a fair I was nine."

"It's a lot more fun as a grown up, Liv." Fitz told her with a grin.

"You think so?" she asked in a doubt filled voice.

"MmmHmm. I'm going to win you a prize tonight."

"We're going to play games?" she asked giddily.

"Hell yes we're going to play games. And ride the rides, and eat the greasy food. It's part of the experience."

"We haven't even gotten out of the car yet, and this is the best date ever." She looked out the window at the blinking lights, colorful signs, and the happy faces of the people who were also taking advantage of a nice night at the fair. Fitz really had thought of everything. There would be no press here hounding the two of them or interviewing anyone who happened to be within a twenty foot radius of them. The sun was already setting too, making the ball caps easier to hide their faces from passersby.

"You are so easy, Liv." Fitz teased playfully.

"Don't say that in front of my Secret Service agents." she hissed quietly.

"You got both of them to wear jeans. They know how easy you are. Come on, let's go have fun!"

Jeffery parked the car, and Fitz opened the door. He knew the thoroughly trained agents would react normally and open the door for their boss and wait until she got out. He thought for a split second about going around to open her door for her, but his brain told him it would make her look like somebody important. Instead, he held his hand toward the backseat, and watched her slide across it and accept his hand.

It was dusk, and Fitz felt completely comfortable holding Olivia's hand as they made their way towards the crowds of people. Tom and Jeffery kept their distance, but Fitz and Olivia knew they were closer than either of them realized. The first thing they came to was the ticket booth. Fitz pulled his wallet from his back pocket and paid the admission price for all four of them, as well as for the neon bracelets that gave unlimited access to all the rides. Once the brightly colored paper jewelry was looped around their wrists, they were on their way.

"What do you want to do first?" Fitz asked Olivia.

She looked around. There was so much to do and see, and all of the food smelled heavenly! She hardly knew where to begin. As she looked around for the answer to his question, it sailed overhead. She pointed up and said, "I wanna go on that!"

"Really?" Fitz asked in disbelief. "Okay. Let's do it!"

The two of them found the entrance for the sky lift and got in line. She leaned towards him as they waited and said, "I hope we get a red one!"

He chuckled at her. "You're always so patriotic."

When their turn came up, they went to stand side by side and wait for the continually moving lift to scoop them up. They sat down and Fitz lowered the metal bar in front of them as they began their ascent in the air. Olivia giggled, and Fitz joined in with his deep laugh. She turned around in time to see Tom and Jeffery plop down on the seat of the lift behind them. The sight made her laugh harder.

"This is quite possibly your best idea ever, but don't wait for Tom or Jeffery to ever admit it."

"Good thing I'm not trying to impress Tom or Jeffery, huh?" he asked with a lopsided smile. His arm came around her automatically. "What would you like to do next, Liv?"

She looked around below them as her feet dangled. "This is a really good way to see what's what and where everything is."

Fitz watched her silently with his smile in place. She looked so relaxed up here without a care in the world, smiling down at everything below her. To know that her most difficult decision was what to do next for fun was a nice change of pace. It made him want to bring her to the fair every night. "I know I shouldn't say this, but I really want to kiss you right now."

She turned her head in his direction and smiled at him. "What's stopping you?"

"Tom and Jeffery." he admitted.

"Tom already knows." she remined him.

"That just leaves Jeffery."

"We will be together publicly in a month or two. Jeffery isn't going to..." Fitz cut off her words when he leaned closer and brushed his lips across hers. Olivia reached a hand up to the back of his neck and held him in place as she continued the kiss. When they parted, she finished her thought. "...say anything."

"I was hoping you'd say that" he told her softly. "So, have you decided what you want to do next?"

"Go to your place." she told him honestly. She was thrilled to be at the fair with him, but having him all to herself to do with as she pleased was a much more tempting thought.

"On the first date? I knew you were easy but...wow, Liv." he chuckled.

"Fine. How about we play a game?" she said defiantly.

"You pick the game and I'll kick your ass." he said, giving her a smug look.

"Oh, it's on!" She declared.

Ten minutes later, the two of them were back on the ground. They waited for Tom and Jeffery's lift to safely deposit them before they took off toward the nearest game. It was a game where you shoot water from a mounted gun into the small hole at the center of a target several feet away. Fitz sat down in front of number four and looked to Olivia, assuming she would it down beside him. Instead, she shot him a look and sat down in front of number seven. He laughed at her before once again pulling out his wallet.

"Keep your money, Sir. This ass whoopin' is on me." Olivia boasted.

Fitz put his wallet back in his pocket, and sent her a grin. "This is gonna be a sweet win."

A little boy sat down at the number five spot and paid for his chance to win. Fitz looked at the kid before flicking his eyes over to Olivia. He nodded at the boy before shrugging. Olivia shook her head back and forth silently as she pointed at her date and then the ground.

Fitz grinned. Message received. She was telling him he was going down. She was cute when she was competitive. He winked at her.

"Okay, the point of this game is simple folks." The announcer began in an overly excited voice. "You have to aim the water towards the bullseye. The water sends the stuffed animal towards the top of the booth. Whoever's stuffed animal gets to the top first is the winner. Are you all ready?"

All three of them nodded and tightened their grip on their water guns.

"Alright then! One, two, three, GOOOOO!" he shouted loudly.

Fitz kept his focus split between his stuffed animal and Liv's. Which meant he wasn't doing so well. When he cut his eyes over to where she was sitting, he couldn't help the smile that crossed his face. She was awfully damned cute with the serious determined look. That was his fiercely competitive woman.

Olivia could feel Fitz's eyes on her, but at the moment, she wasn't paying him any attention. She was on a mission to kick his ass fair and square. She took a moment to feel bad for the kid as the announcer began with the rules, but then she forgot even him as her purpose became clearer. She'd make it right with him after this game was over.

"Lucky seven is the winner!" the man announced.

She took a moment to gloat. Even got to her feet to do a little happy dance. "Sorry guys, but girls rule!"

"Awwww, man." The little boy grumbled.

"Congratulations." Fitz told her.

"Pick your prize, little lady." The man running the booth told her.

Fitz chuckled and wondered if the man would change his verbiage if he knew he was talking to the President of the United States? Probably not.

"I want that one please." Olivia pointed to a large pink teddy bear. She wanted the life sized one, but knew that would draw unwanted attention to them, so she chose a regular sized one instead. She was handed the bear and told him thank you. Once that was settled, Olivia handed the boy a ten dollar bill and apologized for winning. He happily took the money and thanked her repeatedly.

When Olivia and Fitz walked away, he couldn't help but comment on what she had done. "That was a really nice thing to do."

"I couldn't help it. I felt bad for making him a casualty as I beat you. What do you want to do next, Grant?" she asked looking up at him as she proudly clutched her bear to her chest.

He had an uncontrollable urge to kiss her. The sun had long since set and Fitz knew they were dressed in a way that no one would possibly be able to recognize them. It was one thing to kiss her a few hundred feet over the heads of everyone at the fairgrounds where no one could see it. It was quite another to kiss her as they stood in the midst of them.

Liv was standing there, looking absolutely beautiful in her jeans and braids with a huge proud smile on her face as she held onto her pink bear. Before his brain had the chance to rationalize the moment away, his hands came up and cupped her cheeks. He leaned down and captured her lips in a soft kiss.

He was no longer nervous about kissing her. In fact, he was starting to feel much more comfortable the longer his lips stayed in contact with hers. Thoughts of Tom or Jeffery and what they might think about seeing them kissing never entered his mind. It seemed that Liv was in no rush to end the kiss either, and her empty arm came around his waist, pulling him closer.

The fixer in him was whispering into his brain that they didn't need to make a spectacle of themselves, but Fitz was wishing that the reasonable part of his mind would just shut the hell up and enjoy it. After another moment or two though, he broke the kiss, but pulled her bottom lip into his mouth and sucked on it before releasing her. "Your mouth is very addictive." he told her quietly.

When Olivia's eyes finally fluttered open, she saw him looking down at her. People were walking all around her and Fitz, paying them no mind at all. Okay, they were dressed in a way to spare them from being noticed by the average citizen out at the fair, but the President of the United States had just been kissed by her handsome fixer in public. And nobody cared! The realization made her feel so intoxicated. Light headed. It felt so liberating!

She wasn't hiding how she felt for him. A contented smile slowly crossed her lips before she grasped the front of his shirt and brought him down for one more kiss. When she released him, Olivia watched his shy smile turn proud in an instant. He leaned down and kissed her again. Just a peck this time, but it was so nice to be open with it. She sighed, completely content with herself. And him. "So are yours."

"I'm sorry did you call me Grant?" Fitz asked when he remembered what they had been talking about before he kissed her.

"I did. Do you like it?" she asked with a grin.

"Ask me later." he said, and bumped his shoulder against hers before taking her all hand in his.

"Let's go on another ride. How about the Ferris Wheel?"

"Mmmmm, maybe we'll get stuck on the very top and can make out up there like teenagers?" He suggested in a low voice.

"I was thinking we could FaceTime with Huck while we're up there."

Fitz whipped his head in her direction and shot her a glare.

Before he could even begin the lengthy list of reasons why that wasn't going to happen, she broke into a grin and sang, "gotcha!"

He had no response to that.

"I was just kidding. But just so you know, this date is definitely in my top five." She replied with a serious look.

Fitz stopped walking and shot her a look. "Top five my ass."

The two of them got in line for the Ferris Wheel and waited their turn. They didn't have a lot of conversation while they waited, but they did hold hands and exchange loving glances. At one point they both craned their heads back and looked up at the slightly rocking bucket at the very top. They looked at each other and grinned knowingly. It was almost their turn!

When they were finally seated and the seatbelt securely fastened, the purple metal car began its accent. With the sun long gone, the chill was back in the air. Fitz stretched his right arm across the back of the seat. Olivia immediately curled into his side as he held her closer and rested his hand on her hip. "This is very cozy." she told him with her hand on his chest.

"And you wanted to stay at home to have your way with me." Fitz scoffed.

"Yea, what was I thinking?" Olivia asked humorlessly.

"You would have missed this great view."

"Your body is a great view too." Her hand slid down his chest and came to rest on his thigh, where she began to massage him through his jeans.

"Liv! We're not even at the top yet." he reminded her.

A quick look around showed her that they were nearing the top. High over everyone's heads below them for sure. She crawled onto his lap, straddling him, and got into his ear. "If we had stayed at home, I would have already been on top of you."

His hands found her hips just as quickly as his lips crashed against hers. He brought her roughly down onto his lap and ground his center against hers, causing an appreciative noise to come from her throat. Olivia broke the kiss so her lips could wander into Fitz's neck. She planted little kisses on his jawline along the way. "Want you so...mmm...bad" she mumbled.

"Liv!" Fitz hissed, opening his eyes. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you've got to stop!"

She mumbled a breathy, "uh uh" before kissing and sucking the soft skin on his neck.

"Liv!" Fitz grasped her hands between them and pulled his head free from her lips. "We're about to be near the bottom again, and I'm guessing you wouldn't like for your ass to be featured on someone's YouTube video titled 'The bucket was rockin' at the fair tonight."

Olivia began to laugh. At his words. At the visual. All of it. She sat down beside him, but continued to laugh. When they had risen over the people on the ground once again, she took his hand and said, "I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for." he reassured her.

"I had to make the fixer come out on our date."

Fitz brought her hand to his lips and kissed the top of it. "I'll always look out for your best interests. That's my job whether I'm your fixer or your husband."

He knew just how to melt her heart. Her hand slid around to the back of his head and brought him close. "I love you more than you could possibly imagine."

"I have a pretty good idea. My heart is full of love for you too, Liv." His eyes flicked to over her shoulder and a smile crossed his face. "Look."

Olivia turned to gaze at all of the lights that were twinkling far below them on the ground. They were stopped at the top of the ride. The stars in the sky seemed closer to them than the ground at the moment. "It's so beautiful up here."

Fitz tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention. "Hey. What happened to the kisses you promised to give me if we got stuck up here?"

She shrugged. "It kinda pales in comparison to the view don't you think? Hey, let's take selfie while we're up here!"

He pressed his cheek close to hers and they both took a few photos with their phones. When they were back on the ground Fitz asked her what she'd like to do next.

"I'd like to get something to drink and then I think I'd like to see Tom and Jeffery on the Tilt-A-Whirl."

Fitz turned around to look at the two Secret Service agents who were walking several feet behind them. He laughed loudly. "That's so mean. Let's do it though!"

It turned out that Jeffrey, the man who would willingly take a bullet for the President, wasn't a fan of quick spinning rides. He turned an interesting shade of green as he sat in the blue seat, grasping onto the red metal bar that lay across his lap as if it were a life line. He couldn't see his boss, let alone protect her even if he did have eyes on her. He was spinning too damn fast. It felt like everything he had ever eaten in his life was going to come up at any minute.

Just when he thought he was going to make an embarrassment of himself, the ride slowed down. When it came to a stop, he watched the President step out of her own red and blue car and make her way back onto solid ground with Mr. Grant. The second he saw that she was safe, he ran toward the nearest trash car and vomited. He prayed that she wouldn't want to go on that one again! The thought of any more spinning had his head hung over the trashcan to make sure nothing else was coming up from his stomach.

"I'm sorry, Jeffery." Olivia said when he finally rejoined them. "I thought it would be fun to see both of you spinning and I..."

"Ma'am." Jeffery held his hand up and closed his eyes. He never wanted to hear the word spinning again.

Deciding to keep their feet on the ground for a while, Fitz led Olivia to another game. The object of this game was to pop inflated balloons pinned to a wall by throwing darts them. Fitz ended up being the big winner in this game, and he proudly handed his date a small stuffed frog. It was a lot smaller than the pink teddy bear Olivia had won, but winning gave him bragging rights until they played the next game, and that was something.

Olivia caught sight of the fun slide and she excitedly pulled Fitz towards it as Tom and Jeffery followed. "There's no spinning with this one! Just a race to the bottom and I'm going to win!"

Fitz gave her a huge smirk and said, "challenge accepted!"

The four of them each took a burlap sack from the riders who were exiting the slide. Olivia led the way up the countless number of steps, giggling and trash talking the men as she went. One the four of them were at the very top, they set their sacks down side by side.

Fitz leaned over with his hands on the sack, straightening it out as he turned to look at Liv. She had already straightened hers out and was sitting down waiting for them when she caught his eye. She giggled again as she watched him fold his large frame onto the brown sack. "No cheating, Liv." Fitz warned.

"As if" she casually threw back at him. "Besides, I don't need to cheat. I'm going to be at the bottom before you even reach the halfway point."

Smack talking Liv was kinda sexy, Fitz decided. "We'll see what happens. Is everyone ready?"

Tom and Jeffery nodded on his right. Olivia gave him the thumbs up as her eyes stayed straight ahead. "Ready? Set? GOOOOOO!"

The strangest sound to Fitz's ears was hearing Olivia's Secret Service agents laughter. He was glad they were enjoying this simple slide. Olivia started out laughing, but it quickly turned into whining when Fitz zoomed past her. Before he knew it, he was at the bottom of the slide, laughing until his belly hurt.

Olivia came to a stop just past him. Her arms were folded in front of her and she wore a scowl.

Seeing her pout just made him laugh louder. He got to his feet and said, "that's for saying earlier that you had to give me a raincheck for our date."

Olivia took his hand once again and her sour attitude evaporated quickly.

Their dinner was nothing short of fantastic on their date. It consisted of corndogs, French Fries covered with lots of ketchup, and funnel cakes covered with lots of powdered sugar. All of that was paired with an endless amount of iced down caffeinated drinks in plastic cups. It was greasy and bad for you, but each bite tasted better than the one before. Both Olivia and Fitz agreed that fair food was the best food.

In between the eating they rode more rides. They tried to keep away from rides that spun, but it seemed like every single one of them were spinning rides. Olivia pointed at the large swings, spinning high in the air and the two of them watched the riders enjoying the ride. Her look of wonder was unmistakable.

"Come on, Liv. Let's go for a ride." Fitz said encouraging her.

"We can't. I don't want to make Jeffery sick again."

Fitz made eye contact with the Secret Service agent in question and jerked his head toward the swings. Jeffery nodded. "Come on. He's fine with it. It's the last ride of the night anyway."

The four of them stood in line together, and Fitz just had to know. So, he asked. "Are you sure you're ok to ride this one? I mean, what makes this one more tolerable than the other one?"

Jeffery looked everywhere but at the fixer. "The other ride spun in little circles as the entire ride spun in a big circle. This is just everyone going in the same direction at the same speed."

"That makes a lot of sense." Fitz agreed.

Olivia loved the swings. It was her favorite ride when she was nine and had gone to the fair with her parents. This time around was no different. She sat in a chair beside Fitz and got herself strapped in safely, tucking her prizes under her legs. When the ride was in full speed, she experienced the same sense of freedom she had felt when she was a kid. Her arms were stretched out like bird wings. The air was cold against her face causing her eyes to water. She felt like there was nothing holding her down. One glance at the man floating beside her told her that he felt the same way. He sent her contented grin.

But eventually the swings began to slow down until they finally came to a stop. The last ride of the night was over. She did a quick peek at Tom and Jeffery, and was surprised to see them both smiling happily like two little boys. Happy that the evening had ended on a happy note, the four of them began to make their way to the car with the throng of people who had enjoyed a night at the fair as well.

When everyone was safely inside the car again, Olivia looked up at Fitz and said, "I had a really nice time tonight. Thank you for a memorable first date."

"It was fun. We'll have to do it again some time." Fitz put his arm around her and added, "those are the words you say when a date is ending. We're not home yet, and I think it's safe to assume that your other top four dates ended with kissing?"

Olivia chuckled at him before pulling him closer. "You know what they say about people who assume things?"

He couldn't stop looking at her lips. He licked his own as his head moved even closer to hers. "I don't really care at this particular moment."

Their lips tenderly came together as did their tongues. The was no reason to rush this kiss and they took their time to savor the moment. He caressed her cheek with his thumb while her fingers delved into the curls at the back of his neck. Their free hands came together and their fingers immediately intertwined before coming to rest on her lap.

She could happily spend hours kissing this man she was so in love with, but the exhaustion from a very busy day followed by the excitement of the evening was catching up to her. Olivia slowly broke the kiss and rested her forehead against his. They smiled contentedly at each other for a moment before she pulled him into her arms for warm hug. "Best date ever!" she whispered to him.

Fitz grinned into her neck and excitedly hissed, "yesssssss."