Chapter Ten

People throw rocks at things that shine

"Aren't you worried about what she meant by that?" Abby pestered Olivia, following her around her apartment. They were waiting on Quinn, then girls' night would be in full swing.

Rolling her eyes, Olivia grabbed three glasses and started on opening the bottle of wine. At the rate Abby was pestering her, Olivia was inclined to pull a couple more bottles out, instead, she took a deep breath and attempted not to envision punching the redhead Quinn had brought into their lives, "No, I'm not."

"But why not?" Abby continued.

Olivia was planning on murdering Quinn for leaving her alone with the very inquisitive woman, "Because, Abby, I'm trying this thing called trusting Fitz and being happy. So, no, I'm not concerned at all."

Letting out a groan of frustration, Abby continued panicking, "But she said she'd be seeing more of you guys and"

"And nothing, Abby. Drop it, okay? If this is what girls' night is going to be about, then take the bottle of wine and have it at Quinn's place." Olivia tugged at her hair as she poured the glasses. The truth was, she was a little concerned about what Mellie (and probably Big Jerry) was up to. And while Olivia had learned her lesson in regards to Lizzie North, that didn't mean she should let her guard down where other threats were concerned. But it was exhausting to worry about someone breaking up their relationship. It was stupid and childish and damn it, they were consenting adults. She and Fitz should be able to do as they pleased, yet there was probably always going to be some outside force pushing them apart. As long as they stuck together, then it wouldn't matter what anyone said or did. Nothing could break them up. She hoped.

Holding up her hands in surrender, Abby nodded, "Fine, I'll drop it. I still think it's something you need to worry about. Where the hell is Quinn anyways?"

Olivia shook her head, trying to keep up with Abby. The woman shifted topics so quickly sometimes that it made Olivia's head spin. "Um, she said she had something to do and she was going to be a few minutes late."

Snorting, Abby took a sip of her wine, "More like someone to do." At Olivia's arched brow, she scoffed, "Oh please, have you seen how she and Harrison look at each other? They're totally doing the nasty." Abby settled into one of the overstuffed chairs in the living room. "I mean they spent his entire birthday party having eye sex."

Olivia giggled, "Gross, I do not want to think about them having sex!"

"Why not? He's hot. She's hot. I bet it so hot when they're together!" Abby leered.

"You are nasty." Olivia chastised as the door to the apartment opened.

"I'm so sorry I'm late. What did I miss?" Quinn asked, tossing her light jacket on the chair by the door. "Oh, wine, awesome."

Abby and Olivia shared a look. "So, how's Harrison?" Olivia asked absently.

"He's good, we just" Quinn mouth snapped shut suddenly. When Olivia and Abby burst into laughter together, she flushed, "How the hell did you know?"

"Oh please," Abby kicked at Olivia's foot lightly, "you two are totally obvious."

Olivia nodded her agreement, "You'd be shitty spies."

Sinking down into a chair, Quinn sighed, "We were going to tell you all when we hit two months. We just wanted to make sure that this was real, I mean we were really, really wasted when he was out in California this summer and it just happened and now we're not usually really, really wasted." She explained.

"This has been going on for two months?" Abby screeched. "And it started when he was in California and worked through the long-distance after he left? Oh my god, you're going to marry him, aren't you?" She sighed, "That's so romantic."

Quinn snorted, "Yeah, it was really romantic. I ralphed on him in the middle of the night after we'd had sex because I was still so drunk and all the rocking made me nauseous."

Olivia tried to suppress her laughter behind her hand, but couldn't, she wound up rolling around the sofa laughing hard, "That's priceless. Well, he must love you if he stuck with you after that."

"Bought me breakfast and everything." Quinn grinned.

SCANDAL

"Wow, so they're screwing or dating?" Fitz asked as he and Olivia slid into bed. With the first day of second year starting bright and early the next morning, she'd fought for a quiet night, kicking the girls out just as it was getting dark.

"Both. The screwing comes with the dating." Olivia grinned and slid under his arm, curling into his side. "That's really exciting for them. I'm happy they found each other. Quinn seems all giddy and flushed when she talks about it. I hope Harrison feels the same way."

"Quinn's way better than the undergrad girls he usually toys with. You remember the string of them from the community college? The ones that were only there because daddy would cut them off if they didn't do something other than just shopping?" He muttered.

"They were better than the few who only shopped and didn't do anything productive with their time." Olivia reminded him.

"I think the vegan, animal rights activist girl cured that one. The man loves his steak too much to give it up." Fitz chuckled.

"That man is a hot mess." Olivia snorted through a yawn.

"Sleep, Livie, we've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow." He reminded her, gently rubbing her back as her eyes fluttered shut.

SCANDAL

"I can't believe they knew." Harrison murmured, backing Quinn into a desk in Judge Poland's classroom, ignoring the few students who filtered in.

"Apparently we weren't that sneaky." Quinn's hand rose to tug on his tie lightly.

Dipping down, Harrison pressed a kiss to her lips, "Here's to not sneaking around anymore."

Quinn hummed against his mouth, "I like the sound of that." She murmured.

"So now that you two are out in the open, are we going to find you straddling each other in the Quad or something?" Fitz asked glibly as he and Olivia came up behind them, commandeering the two remaining seats at the long table they were at.

"I was actually thinking of mounting him right now." Quinn shot back with a twinkle in her eyes.

"I'm game." Harrison squeezed her hip lightly in response.

"So gross." Fitz muttered as he plopped down heavily in the chair next to Harrison.

"You totally walked into that one, though." Olivia chuckled, pulling out the seat on the end next to Fitz to sit down. She let out a little grunt when another body landed in it, "Hey!" She protested.

The woman who was now occupying the seat looked up, "Oh, sorry, there are other chairs available though."

Olivia's eyes narrowed, "Yes there are." She observed, "What the hell are you doing here, Mellie?"

Mellie smiled innocently up at Olivia and then over at Fitz, "Oh, I go here now."

Fitz straightened, "You go where?" He asked hesitantly.

"Harvard. Law school." She answered his question as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. The four continued to stare at her blankly. She'd transferred from Yale to Harvard just to be near Fitz.

"Yo, Fitz, Liv." The four turned to find Leo Bergen behind them, "This table holds five." He motioned to the table he was at that was still empty. Most students hadn't made their way to the classroom yet.

Without even thinking, the four of them moved up to Leo's table, leaving Mellie alone. "Thanks, man." Fitz patted his back.

"So that's Mellie Carmichael?" Leo asked with a whistle as he settled in next to Fitz. "What a bitch."

"You don't even know the half of it." Fitz muttered.

Olivia sighed and pressed her fingers to her forehead, sending Quinn a pointed look. It appeared Abby had been right, she has every reason to be worried about Mellie now.

SCANDAL

XOXO

MAS