On her way home that evening Olivia stopped by the pharmacy to find the morning after pill but they were all out. Her IUD had expired 6 months earlier and she removed it but decided against reinserting a new one. She bled a lot with her first IUD and while she wasn't opposed to having another one inserted, she wasn't up to the side effect at the time.

She tried stopping by the pharmacy in the morning to get the plan b pill but it was too packed and she had to get to her office early so against her better judgment she decided to wait till the evening. She was just in time to catch the pharmacy before it closed. She walked the aisle looking for the pill but when she realized that she wouldn't be able to find it, she asked one of the pharmacists.

"I'm sorry Ma'am we're all out, we sold the last one about an hour ago, we should get more stock midday tomorrow when the truck comes in."

"Uh… thanks."

She walked out of the store and began searching her phone for a nearby pharmacy for stock of the pill. Unfortunately, they were 3 miles away and closed in 5 minutes.

"Shit!" she cursed.

She decided to get it first thing in the morning, it was effective up to three days after and she knew she had to take her chances.

She went home and headed straight for the shower. She made sure the water was as hot as she could take it. A girl committed suicide so she couldn't really rejoice in averting the tape disaster. Aside from her anxiety from not being able to get the pill, she was still blissful from her night with Fitz. She had an unusual mix of emotions at play.

She couldn't believe that less than 24 hours ago, Fitz was lying in the tub with her. She replayed the night over and over in her head, every time he kissed her or touched her or made her scream. She could feel the goosebumps rise all over her body. She closed her eyes and touched herself to thoughts of him and when she came, she was so tired from her lack of sleep the night earlier that she fell asleep the moment she climbed into bed.

The next morning she woke up a little later than usual and ran to the bathroom for a quick shower, the heater was on full blast and she needed to cool off. Once she finished her shower and curled her hair, she ran to her closet to get dressed. It was a cold January day and she needed to dress warmly. She picked out camel skinny pants with the matching tuxedo blazer. She paired it with black suede pointed knee-high boots and a black Max Mara wool coat. She threw her Saint Laurent bag over her shoulder and headed to the pharmacy. She had to go to the pharmacy that was further from her house since the one down the street from her wouldn't have the pill until afternoon. She jumped in a cab, the traffic was terrible. It took her over an hour to get there and back but once she got back to her apartment, she dropped her bag and coat and headed to the bathroom.

She stood in the bathroom for about 20 minutes, staring at the box on her bathroom vanity. She wasn't exactly sure why she was so nervous to actually take the pill but in the midst of it, she found herself imagining what would happen if she didn't. She gave herself an awkward pep talk into taking the pill and as soon as she was about to open the box, her phone rang. She looked at the caller id and realized it was Abby.

"Abby, I'm a little busy right now."

"Liv where the hell are you, the office is filled with military guys, get down here now, they are demanding to talk to you," Abby yelled through the phone.

"What? What kind of military guys?"

"They won't talk to us, all they have said since they got here is that they need to speak with you."

"Okay, okay, I'm coming right now."

She hung up.

"Shit!" she cursed as she ran to the living room and grabbed her coat and bag and headed out.

She didn't get home until after 9 in the night, the entire day was so hectic she scarcely had time to have lunch. On her way home, she realized she was being entirely ridiculous for hesitating to take the pill, and the minute she walked through the door she ran to the bathroom and took it. She was hungry from a tiring day so she ordered takeout and showered as she waited for it to be delivered. She dressed in pajamas and collected her food from the delivery man when he arrived. She poured herself wine then sat on the couch and ate her Thai noodles and shrimp as she watched tv. She planned to work on a case after she finished eating but when she heard a knock on her door she immediately jumped up and ran over to the door. She looked through the peephole and saw Fitz.

She opened the door and let him in. Fitz lifted her and hugged her tightly. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," she whispered.

He let her down and she walked over to the couch and he followed after he slipped off his shoes. Olivia sat and Fitz laid his head in her lap. She ran her fingers through his hair then he raised his head and stood.

"I forgot I have to use the bathroom. I'll be right back."

He walked to the bathroom and left the door open behind him to urinate.

"Hey, you better not leave the seat up," she called loudly so he could hear.

"Okay," he called back.

He washed his hands and dried them with a paper towel and then opened the bin to discard the trash and saw the plan b box staring at him. He took it out of the trash and walked back to the living room.

"What is this?" he asked as he held it up so she could see.

She looked up."How did you find that?" She paused, "Did you go through my trash?"

"I wouldn't go through your trash. It was at the top when I opened it."

"Oh."

"Olivia," he called, waiting for an answer.

"I went off birth control so I needed it."

"Why weren't you on birth control?"

"My IUD expired a few months ago. I took it out and didn't replace it because I wasn't having sex with anyone and I wanted to be off birth control for a while just to remember what my body feels like without all the side effects and weird periods."

Fitz sat beside her on the couch and placed the box on the coffee table.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," she said. She hesitated before she continued, "it's weird, it hesitated before taking it and I don't know why." She leaned closer to him and laid her head against his chest. Fitz wrapped his arm around her and began stroking her shoulder gently.

"No, you know why. You just aren't ready to tell me."

Olivia didn't disagree but she couldn't admit it.

"Do you want children? I've never asked you,"

"Two, a boy and a girl," she said with a smile. "Maybe just a boy, since you've already gone ahead and taken care of the girl part."

Fitz smiled, "no, don't try to use Karen to get out of two," he said playfully.

Olivia smiled.

Fitz gently pulled her around so she was sitting in his lap and stared into her eyes as he spoke."If you were pregnant, I don't want you to be scared, okay. We'd figure it out together."

"Would you be upset, if I was?"

"You're joking right?"

"I just want to be sure," she said shyly.

"When have I given you any indication that I would not be ecstatic if you had my child, Olivia?"

She laughed and shook her head, "the timing would be catastrophic."

"It would mean we'd have to get our shit together and when I say we- I mean me, I'm the married one."

Olivia laughed and caressed his cheek.

"I could separate from Mellie and get her out of the house if filing for divorce takes a while. We could say we'd been living separately for a while and were trying to co-parent- that part would be true, we don't even share a room and I'm sure a couple of maids could leak that to the press with no problem."

"You've given this some thought," Olivia teased. "You're making me nervous."

"Why?"

"No matter how we spin it, a good chunk of the country would hate me viscerally."

"You're hardly unlikable Olivia. You came on the campaign trail and had everyone eating out of the palm of your hand in a couple of weeks, the entire staff, the volunteers, donors, and media, fucking loved you. The only person I've seen dislike you is Mellie and who wouldn't dislike you after watching their husband drool over you for months. You're magnetic, you're beautiful, you're smart, you're funny. You have it all Olivia, don't forget that."

"Thanks, I needed that," she mumbled as she leaned in and kissed him softly at first then deepened it as moments passed. She was beginning to get aroused but that was dangerous because the last thing she needed was another pregnancy scare. She broke the kiss, panting from the heat of it. "We can't have sex," she said, staring into his eyes, leaning across his chest, "but we can do other things."

"Mm…" Fitz groaned, " take off your clothes."

Olivia stood from the couch and pulled her pajama top over her head and tossed it to the floor then she pushed down her shorts and panties and stepped out of them. Fitz ran his hands up her thighs and sighed as he stared at her naked body, "you have no fucking idea what you do to me."

Olivia leaned over and began to undo his pants, "show me what I do to you," she said.

Fitz smirked and leaned back and raised his hips and pushed down his pants and boxer. His engorged cock bounced back and forth as he moved and stepped out of his pants then pulled off his sweater. He sat back on the couch with his cock pointing in the air.

Olivia kneeled between his legs on the floor in front of him. "I want to watch you stroke it?"

Fitz wrapped his hand around his shaft and pumped up and down slowly as Olivia requested. As he did this she leaned over and opened her mouth as wide as she could and took his tip-in and between sucking hard against his urethra. He always filled up her mouth with his girth.

"Mmm," he groaned behind gritted teeth.

Olivia took him deeper and moaned with him in her mouth.

"Fuck-" he breathed out.

He watched her move her hand down between her legs but stopped her. She usually liked to pleasure herself while she sucked him and he usually enjoyed watching her but since penetration was off the table for the night, he decided to make her wait so he could do it himself.

"I'll take care of you," he whispered as he pulled her hands away.

She smiled for a moment before taking him back into her mouth and sucking him as she twisted back and forth around his shaft until he erupted in her mouth. She swallowed all of him and then licked and kissed up his torso and chest until she was standing. Fitz leaned back against the cushion, drawing in deep breaths to regain himself. It pleased her to see.

He rested for a moment before he leaned up and suddenly grabbed her ass and pulled her on top of him. Olivia gasped as she lost her balance and found herself landing on his lap.

She watched him trail his fingers slowly up her thigh, arousing her in ways only he could. He ran his index finger down her slit, making feathery strokes over her skin, and felt wetness. He slipped his middle and ring finger inside her and thrust back and forth with a quickness. She was dripping and when she felt the pleasure she opened her legs wider to take more. She wrapped his free hand around her ass and pulled her into him. She leaned forward and ended up with her lips against his as she began to fiercely fling her hips back and forth on his fingers. A screaming orgasm took her and left her breathless against him. His penis was between her legs but growing harder every moment still.

"It's taking everything in me not to sit on it," she whispered against his lips.

Fitz spanked her ass lightly as he pressed her crotch against him."Be a good girl," he teased. "Just for one night."

"I'm trying," she whispered.

"Let me help you. come here," he said as he lifted her and brought her crotch up to his face. He held her in the air with her legs split open around his head and began licking her.

Olivia grabbed into his hair and squeezed her eyes shut. Just knowing that he was strong enough to hold her suspended in the air as he licked her ferociously aroused her so mouth she felt fresh liquid run down her walls. His entire face was pressed between her legs, she could feel his lips, chin, and nose moving up and down in her wetness. When he moved lower and slipped his tongue inside her and began to fuck her with it exactly the way she like her legs spasmed around his head and she tipped back but Fitz caught her before he lost balance. He wasn't deterred, instead, he lean back further against the couch, giving himself more balance against her weight, and dug in deeper.

When she came her leg's flailed around her and deep, erotic moans echoed from her throat. When Fitz let her down she crashed her lips against him, kissing him hungrily.

After a while, they settled against the couch. Olivia laid against his chest, holding his hand that was pressed against her cheek and stroking it gently.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you," she whispered, "that's why I hesitated to take the pill. For a moment, I thought about what would happen if I didn't take it and ended up pregnant. I tried to imagine how you'd react, how you'd be during the birth, and what our baby would look like. I think I got as far as our life after your presidency then it just stopped because I remembered that it's not our reality right now and so I took it."

It was hard to hear but he was glad she told him. He hugged her closer, "all I need you to give me is time- just give me time so I can give you what you want. Once I'm divorced, I'll give you whatever you want."

"I like the sound of that," Olivia agreed.

They lay on the couch until Olivia drifted to sleep. Fitz picked her up, brought her to her bedroom, tucked her in, and kissed her forehead. He went back to the living room and dressed. There was a black phone in his pocket that he'd brought for her. It called him directly. It couldn't be traced or hacked and so it was the safest way for them to communicate. He walked back to her bedroom and stood beside her then gently woke her.

"Hmmm?" she said sleepily.

He placed the phone in her hand and wrapped her fingers around it, "use this to call me. For anything, you need at all, even if it's just to talk. I won't be able to come here for a while because in a couple days I leave for a 7-country trip and when I get back I plan to work on my divorce so it's not a good idea to be sneaking into your apartment at night- no matter how much I might want to."

Olivia smiled as he leaned down and kissed her.

"I love you."

"I love you too,"

Fitz brought the blanket back up to her shoulders to cover her and kissed her one more time before leaving.

When he got back to the white house, he checked in on Karen before he headed to his room to shower. He couldn't stop thinking about Olivia's whispers in his ear about sharing the rest of her life with him. He never shared how badly he desired children with her before, he didn't want to scare her off and he was also married, trying to get her pregnant while he was married was moronic but to know that she felt the same and that in the future, children would be their reality was a feeling he couldn't describe. Divorce wasn't hypothetical anymore, he had to do it. He couldn't disappoint Olivia or betray her. She deserved much more than what he could currently give her. He wanted her beside him in public so the world could know that she was the woman he loved.

He decided to try a different approach with Mellie if he wanted to get results. He'd been going through his prenup, the terms were less than favorable towards Mellie and she knew that which is why she was adamant about not getting a divorce. He made a mental note to call his lawyer and Sanders Black in the morning, if he was really going to get out of his marriage, he was going to have to get creative because Mellie was nothing if not a fighter. In fact, that was the only thing about her he admired.

The next morning, he called his lawyer as soon as he got to the oval and began working with him to draft up the paperwork and once he was done with that, he scheduled a private meeting with Sanders Black and got to work.

It took him almost 4 weeks to gather everything he needed to properly confront Mellie. He'd gone through every detail of the files of dirt he had on her, he'd gone through the prenup and divorce papers in incredible detail. The only way he was going to get her to agree to this was if he had her backed in a corner. That night, he waited for her on the couch in her bedroom, with the divorce paper and a pen in one hand and the dirt Sanders Black found on her in the other hand. She walked in with her usual faux cheerful disposition. She didn't seem surprised he was in her room and ignored the papers in front of him. She proceeded to tell him about her day knowing he didn't care. Fitz stopped her in the middle of her speech.

"Mellie I have the divorce papers right here, I need you to sign them."

He could tell she was caught off guard, he'd brought up the divorce many times but never actually got the paperwork together.

"I'm not sure what's going on but I'm not signing anything, not in your wildest dream and definitely not without my lawyer."

"Mellie I don't want to fight, let's do this amicably. I don't want to be married to you anymore, I'm sure you can't stand me either and you know what, I don't blame you so let's just end it."

Mellie folded her arms."I'm not signing anything."

"Yes, you are."

"You want to get rid of me so you can be with Olivia. What kind of man leaves his wife for his mistress," she bellowed.

"She is not my mistress"

"I don't care what you call her. You will not leave me for Olivia," Mellie said through clenched teeth.

"I want more children, I want an actual loving marriage, not one where I'm cheating on my wife and she's okay with it. You deserve better and I want to be with someone I love and that person is Olivia. Just sign these Mellie, it's a good deal."

Mellie was becoming fraught.

"Don't pretend you're not just interested in Olivia because she's young and pretty and will fuck you whenever you want."

"How do you know that?" he teased.

Mellie shrieked. "Oh my god! Can you fucking just take me seriously for one second," she begged.

Fitz stood up and walked over to her. "I think I've been more than generous with the settlement, it's a good deal Mellie. Take it because I'm serious about this," he spoke a little softer in hopes of getting her to finally agree with him.

"So you're really serious about it this time huh?" she asked.

"I am."

"And you really love her?"

"I do."

Mellie smiled.

"Then it gives me no greater pleasure than to tell you this."

"Tell me what?" he asked, unimpressed by her veiled threat.

"In the last weeks of the campaign, when it seemed like you were going to lose, we went ahead and took preventive measures that I don't think you will approve of."

Fitz sighed."What are you talking about?"

"Hollis, Verna, Cyrus, Gerry and myself got together and we rigged the election in your favor."

Mellie paused and pretended to try to remember something. The look on Fitz's face caused a wide grin to spread across her face."Wait… did I forget to mention that Olivia was in on it too."

"You're full of shit. First of all, Gerry wasn't anywhere close to my campaign after what he did to Olivia and I know she would have never fucking ever go anywhere near him even if he was."

"It absolutely is true. Why don't you go ask her and see how tongue-tied she gets," Mellie said glibly.

Mellie's confidence was beginning to trouble him. She seemed too glib as if she was relishing the news. Mellie was a liar through and through but why would she lie about this. Something that implicated her as well.

He needed to hear from Olivia.

Fitz hadn't visited Olivia in the last few weeks and she was anxious because she wasn't exactly sure what to do when she saw him. She was pregnant. She had a feeling of doubt for weeks after she took the morning after pill but she wasn't sure that she was pregnant until she waited for her period and it never came. It was the longest two weeks of her life. She took the pregnancy test a week ago and it was positive. She'd felt happiness, sadness, panic, hope, and most of all terror at the world finding out while Fitz was married. If she was being honest with herself, she'd known for weeks before, she took the pill too late and knew it wouldn't work, she just didn't want to admit it.

During that week of working to accept that she was pregnant, she tried to think about her options. After her talk with Fitz, keeping the baby didn't seem like the catastrophe she thought, he was still married but she knew he would do whatever he could to make sure that wasn't the case when the baby came, still it was nerve-wracking to think about. Assuming he kept his word, the timing would still be an issue because as it stood, she was over a month pregnant and he was still- at least publicly- with Mellie. She thought about her second option, an abortion, but somehow it felt wrong to her, she believed in anyone's right to have one and probably would have aborted the baby already if it wasn't a baby she conceived with Fitz out of love. The third choice was adoption but she didn't give it a second thought because it made no sense to her.

She was in a conundrum because her overwhelming feeling was to keep her baby and that option was more terrifying than all the others.

She knew she needed to go to the doctor just to figure out what was going on with her body.

When she was 6 weeks pregnant and some of the symptoms of pregnancy started to appear. Nausea, fatigue, swollen breasts, and worst of all the vomiting, which had only begun in the last few days but seemed to be the bane of her existence.

Another week had passed. She found it odd that Fitz still hadn't come to visit her. She had a phone to call him but hadn't used it up to that point. It was now over a month since she last saw him and she missed him severely. She was leaning towards calling him on the phone he gave her. He'd called her a few times on it but it was weeks since their last call.

Abby came over that Sunday evening to cook them both dinner as was their routine. Olivia fell asleep while Abby cooked. When Abby finished, she plated the food and brought it over to Olivia on the couch. She was still fast asleep, Abby noticed that Olivia was a little more lethargic than usual but the firm had been getting more business than ever and they were all consumed with cases. She placed the food and wine on the coffee table in front of them.

"Wake up, lazy," Abby called out as she nudged her shoulder.

She shuffled in her sleep.

"What?" she asked sleepily.

"Dinner's ready, get up hooker. I have old episodes of sex and the city ready to be watched. Let's talk shit about Carrie."

Olivia sat up."This looks really good Abby."

"Thank you." Abby smiled.

Olivia picked up the plate and was about to start eating but then she brought it up to her nose and sniffed it. She gagged at the smell of the celery on her plate and dashed to the bathroom to vomit. Abby followed her and found her kneeling by the toilet heaving.

"You're pregnant aren't you?"

"No, I'm not."

Before Abby could reply, Olivia threw up again.

"Olivia I'm not an idiot, you're pregnant."

Olivia didn't respond, she just flushed the toilet and rinsed out her mouth. "Just because you see me throw up once doesn't mean I'm pregnant."

Olivia walked back to the living room, Abby walked in front of her and took the plate of food to the kitchen before she could smell it again.

"Liv, we tell each other everything and I know you better than anyone else. You're pregnant. For the last couple of weeks, you've been tired all the time, you don't drink wine when we hang out together, which is usually the first thing you gulp down and you just barfed because you smelled celery, you used to like celery. You are pregnant."

"I'm pregnant," Olivia admitted.

Abby gasped and covered her mouth."Oh my god," Abby took a moment to collect herself. "How far along are you?"

"7 weeks."

"I didn't know you were seeing anyone. Who's the father?"

"Fitz," Olivia chuckled humorlessly.

Abby's mouth fell open, gaping for a full minute before she was able to close it again. "I didn't know you two were seeing each other again."

Olivia nodded.

"Are you keeping it or not keeping it..."

"I want to but I don't know if that's possible."

"Did you tell him?"

"Not yet."

"Why not?"

"I'm going to tell him. He just hasn't come to see me yet."

"You're seven weeks, you need to decide if you're gonna keep it, the earlier the better, you know. You should tell him."

Olivia shook her head, "I know, don't you think I know.

"Well if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you 100% like always."

"I know Abby," Olivia said as she pulled the blanket up to her shoulder and covered herself on the couch.

Abby rolled her eyes and smiled, "Just tell me how you feel, are you excited or you sad. Spill it!"

Olivia smiled softly."I don't know, honestly, I'm excited but more terrified than excited and it's scary because I'm getting more and more attached to the pregnancy to the point where now- I don't think I could abort it. If people found out I'm carrying his baby, they'd rip me apart," she admitted. "He's told me he won't let that happen. That if I ever got pregnant he'd divorce her before I had that baby but I'm almost two months pregnant and they're still married. Even if he files for divorce, people will know and I feel like no matter what I do, no matter how I try to spin it, that will always be something that hangs over me and the baby- if I have it."

"It's normal to be terrified," Abby said. "When I got pregnant for Charles I was terrified, I had to abort that baby so fast. I couldn't imagine having a baby for that monster, I could barely protect myself, there was no way I was going to be able to protect the baby."

"Did you ever regret having an abortion?"

"Sometimes I get curious and wonder what the baby would've been like but I don't think I've ever regretted it. Charles would've been a terrible father and I didn't want to have a connection to him forever."

"He would have," Olivia agreed.

"So are you going to be okay, I think I'm going to head out since you barfed in response to my cooking. You hurt my feelings."

"Yea I'll be fine," Olivia said with a chuckle, "I'm just gonna go back to sleep."

Abby shrugged."Aww Fuck it. I'm gonna hang here with you tonight," she said as she made herself comfortable on the couch.

It took Fitz about a week to get over his initial shock and heartbreak to be able to even think clearly. He'd barely spoken to Cyrus, completely ignored Mellie, and stayed far from Olivia. He didn't believe Mellie initially but as time passed it didn't make sense that she would lie about it all, maybe some parts of it but he didn't want to react without getting every facet of the truth. The only problem was that he didn't know who to trust to get it. He watched as Mellie skipped around the white house carelessly, thinking she was in the clear, but no one was. He had to deal with Verna. After Sanders did some digging he found out she had lung cancer and was trying to hide it. He hired a second private investigator to stalk her and capture photos of her during her chemotherapy and then released them anonymously to the press. Within a few days, half of the country was calling for her to step down so she could properly heal and when she came to the white house to formally tell him she was stepping down, he wished her a long and speedy recovery. She was none the wiser.

Next on his list was Hollis. He had Tom hire some ex-marine to abduct Hollis, bring him to the middle of nowhere, and beat him until he couldn't move, and then they left him there.

Cyrus was next. He knew that the only thing Cyrus cared about was power and without that, he would undo himself. It took him a few days to be able to sit with Cyrus and behave civilly. One night after a long day and a late night of meetings, he called him into his office.

Fitz sat at his desk in silence. Cyrus knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for a reply.

"You wanted to see me sir?"

"Have a seat. We need to talk," Fitz said without looking up.

He signed a couple of documents and then made his way over to the couch opposite Cyrus.

"I know that you along with Mellie, Verna, Hollis, Gerry, and Olivia got together and rigged the election. Start from the beginning and tell me what happened."

Cyrus got a little tongue-tied.

"Sir - I - I …"

"Calm down, start from the beginning and speak coherently," Fitz commanded calmly.

Fitz got up and poured himself a glass of scotch and then went to sit down.

"Who's idea was it?"

"Gerry and Hollis came up with the idea."

"Gerry had been in the hospital for a week and had his jaw wired shut- how was he able to be involved?"

Cyrus hesitated as Fitz stared daggers into him, "they'd been talking about it since the late summer, making a plan in case they needed it. In the end, all Hollis had to do was make a phone call once everyone agreed."

Fitz gritted his teeth and squeezed his fist in anger. He was used to people lying to him, manipulating him, and using him but to learn the extent that they, including Olivia, were plotting around him hurt him to his core. He took a breath. "How did you actually pull that off? I'm curious."

Cyrus was confused by Fitz's demeanor, he seemed very angry and very calm.

"Hollis paid a tech guy to manipulate the voting machine software in Ohio. That's as much detail as I knew."

Fitz raised his eyebrow in skepticism.

"You know more. Tell me."

Cyrus sighed,"They switched out the chips in the voting machines and programmed it so that no matter what people voted, the outcome would be in your favor."

Fitz stood up."resign effective immediately."

"What?" Cyrus asked in a panic.

"Wait? You didn't think I was going to keep you here, did you?"

"Fitz I know you're angry but let me explain -"

"Resign tomorrow or I will fire you, publically."

"I did this for you Fitz."

"Didn't do it for me, Cyrus, you did it for yourself. You wanted power so much that you were willing to do anything to get it so now, I'm going to take it from you to show you who has the real power."

Fitz walked over to his desk and grabbed his jacket.

"Cyrus, get out of my office, we're done here."

Fitz held the door open for Cyrus and waited for him to exit the room. He walked out behind him and found Tom in the hallway.

"Tom. Can you bring the car around?"

"Yes sir," Tom said with a nod.

Fitz was at Olivia's door. All the anxiety he had for the past few weeks since he found out about the election rigging had come back with a punch. He stood in front of her door for about 10 minutes, trying to calm himself before he actually knocked on her door. He was shaking.

Olivia was asleep on the couch when she heard the door knock. She fell asleep over some case files.

When she looked over at her phone she saw several missed calls from Cyrus. It was almost 1am. She heard a knock on the door again and she finally got up to answer it. The moment she checked the time she knew it was Fitz, he was the only person that ever came to visit her so late in the night.

She was nervous to see him after weeks apart especially since now she was pregnant and needed to tell him. Although she wasn't showing, she grabbed the blanket from the couch and wrapped it around her body quickly, and then opened the door for him.

He walked in without a greeting and she immediately knew something was off. He usually greeted her with a kiss or a hug, he would tell her he missed her and had been looking forward to seeing her.

She noticed but didn't say anything and tried not to read too much into his greeting. She stared up at him and he was visibly angry. His lips were tightly pressed together as if he was trying to contain his anger by keeping his mouth closed. She thought he might have gotten into it with Mellie and reached to him to hug him but he held out his hand to put distance between them. "Don't touch me."

It stung and immediately her mind began to race to try to figure out what was going on. She didn't know what to say because she'd never experienced him that way before. He was staring intensely at her and it quickly made her uncomfortable.

It was quiet and she couldn't find her words. It took her a while but she finally could speak. "Are you alright?"

He didn't answer.

Olivia reached out to him, "Fitz-"

"I said do not fucking touch me-" he barked.

Her breath caught in her throat and she pulled her hand back. She still wasn't sure what was happening and she was quickly becoming overwhelmed.

"This will be the last time you ever see me. Don't contact me and we can both pretend that the other didn't fucking exist."

Suddenly her eyes were stinging so bad she could barely see as she rapidly blinked away tears. She tried to get words from her throat but the burning wouldn't stop. She couldn't get them out.

Fitz was still staring and he never turned away for a moment. She took a breath and tried her hardest to speak and once again nothing.

"With Mellie, at least I knew what I was getting. She was always honest about what she was. Cyrus, Verna, Hollis, and Gerry, I knew what they were but you- you surprised me."

The minute he listed out the name she knew that he knew and finally found her voice.

"Please let me explain," she begged with streams of tears flowing down her cheeks.

Fitz balled his fist as her reaction confirmed what he feared to be true. "I broke my father's jaw for you," Fitz said, "I put him in the hospital for a week when I found out what he did to you. I did that just for you to sit with him and plot with him behind my back."

"No-that's not true"

"You're a liar and manipulative cunt," he barked in an eruption of anger. "I regret ever fucking being inside you. I regret being too distracted by your face and tits to see the real you." Fitz stepped closer and lowered his voice. "Most of all, I regret letting you into my life and letting you get anywhere close to my kid."

Her voice broke audibly as a fresh set of tears came and he knew he'd hurt as he intended.

He turned the knob on the door to open it. Olivia walked over to him and held onto his hand.

"Please forgive me. I was wrong," she said through tears. As much as she tried to fight to speak clearly she couldn't. Her words came out broken and mixed with sniffles. "You're angry and hurt but please don't leave me. Not now. I need you. I love you. I can't live without you. I'll do anything to make it right."

She barely whispered enough for him to hear, but he did. She saw him hesitate momentarily before he shook his head as if he convinced himself not to. "Your manipulation won't work anymore. You fucking disgust me. Stay away from me and keep your fucking mouth shut about the affair." He took her hand that touched his and pulled the ring he gave her from her index finger, then opened the door and walked out, slamming it behind him.

He waited until morning to confront Mellie. He hadn't slept in the night and got up early in the morning to shower and get dressed for work. He had his coffee and waited on her sofa for her to wake up and when she did, he began.

"Mellie, I have the divorce papers here for you."

She yawned.

"Not this again. I thought we were fine."

"I think it's funny that you still thought we were going to be together after this. If I can leave the woman I thought I loved more than life itself then what did you think I was going to do with you?"

"I was the only one who told you."

"You didn't tell me because you cared about being honest, you told me to hurt me and it worked. You fucking destroyed me, Mellie. The only reason I waited to bring this up again was that I amended the terms of our divorce agreement."

"I'm not signing those, now that you're not with Olivia what does it even matter if we're together, we can pretend the way we've always done for years and no one would be the wiser."

Fitz ignored her and handed her the papers. She reluctantly took them and began reading, Fitz sat back and waited for her explosion because he was sure it was coming.

"10 million. No fucking way! NO WAY!"

"Well, I've rounded up all your extramarital affairs over the years and if I'm not mistaken, which I'm not, our prenup states that if there is evidence of cheating on your end, you get nothing."

"We've both cheated, I will tell the entire world about your whore."

"You signed a Nondisclosure Mellie, legally you can't utter a word of anything that's happened in our marriage, I didn't sign anything so I can say whatever the fuck I want. You could try and go out there and tell the world that I cheated, you could, but then I'd let them know that you cheated too and we'd leave it up to double standards to see who the country forgives and who it doesn't."

"You have billions, there is no way you're going to keep that all to yourself," she screamed.

"The prenup stipulates that you have no claim to my inheritance, only up to 40% of my personal non-inherited wealth not including my trusts, that is now 25 million and the only reason you're getting 10 million is so you can buy yourself a little house and a fucking car so that when our daughter comes to spend weekends or holidays wherever the fuck you end up, she'll have a decent place to stay."

Mellie was up and out of bed, frantic

"I won't be able to live the rest of my life with 10 million, Fitz. You've gotten me used to a certain lifestyle, you can't just take that away. That's not fair."

"Well, I was going to give you a 60 million a few weeks ago but then you opened your mouth. I would suggest you find a job so that 10 million stretches a little longer."

Mellie was breathless as she rushed over to him."Fine, I'm sorry. I'm sorry Fitz, is that what you want to hear," she said, almost in tears.

"If you sign right now I'll give you 20 million, I get full physical and legal custody of Karen and you get the house in Beverly Hills."

"I want 50% legal custody of Karen. If I give her to you, I still need to have some say in what goes on."

Fitz thought for a moment, "Okay but I want you out of here tonight. Agreed?"

"Agreed."