Tom had agents all over the streets of Paris and florence searching for Olivia. They began at the outskirts of Paris and made their way through all the districts. It took time, they had been working tirelessly so far and they had almost given up, the agents in Florence had no luck either.

Fitz had been getting quite frustrated, it had been almost 5 months since Olivia left and it seemed like they were never going to find her.

Fitz got tired of waiting with no result, he decided to take things into his own hands. He sat at his desk, with his hands at his temples trying to think of what he could do. Then finally a crazy but also effective idea came to him. He wasn't even sure if she was in France or Italy but he thought he'd give it a try. He paged Lauren and she came running to the office.

"Sir, you called?"

"Yea, I need the number for both the presidents of Italy and France, right away."

"Yes sir. I have them on file, just give me a moment, I'll call and them transfer them to you."

"Thank you Lauren."

Lauren left quickly with her usual awkward behavior.

About 5 minutes after, his office phone rang and when he picked up Lauren put President Mattarella through.

"President Mattarella thank you for taking my call."

"Hello President Grant, I was happy to hear from you, what can I do for you today?" his accent was thick.

"I need help finding someone who I believe is in your country, this isn't official state business so I would like keep it private."

"I believe I can be of help to you, I just need a name."

"Olivia Pope."

"I'll see what I can do, I'll let you know what I find."

"Thank you."

Fitz hung up knowing he would owe him a favor if Mattarella was able to find her.

Few minutes later he was on the phone with President Hollande.

"President Hollande, thank you for taking my call."

"No need to be so formal President Grant, what is up my friend?"

Fitz and President Hollande had a good relationship, they got along and their views were pretty much the same and France was also his closest Ally, next to England. President Hollande's accent was just as thick as Mattarella.

"I need help finding someone I think might be in your country."

"Sure my friend, who do you need to find?"

"Olivia Pope."

"Okay I will get my people on it."

"Also, this isn't official state business so I would appreciate it if you kept it under wraps."

"I understand, I will let you know what I find. Au revoir President Grant."

"Au revoir President Hollande and thank you for your help."

Fitz hung up because now it was just a waiting game, he was going to find her and he was going to do it on his own if he needed to.

Olivia was almost 5 months pregnant. She had gotten up early on a saturday to go to the doctor. She showered and got ready, she wore leggings, boots and a chunky sweater. She was happy because she had finally began to get an appetite, within the last week she had stopped throwing up as much. She couldn't feel the baby move as yet but she kept tickling her stomach hoping it would happen.

Olivia stopped at a cafe on her way to the doctor. She wasn't sure what Jake thought about her visiting the clinic so much but she didn't care because she knew he would be gone soon enough. She had been working on a plan to get rid of him, for her plan to be successful she would have to lose him for at least a day, enough time for her get herself away from Paris, she thought maybe she could go to another huge city or maybe somewhere remote would be harder to find her. She couldn't decide but she knew, she needed to act soon.

When she arrived to the doctor's office she signed in and grabbed one of the parental magazines and started reading. She waited almost an hour for her name to be called and when they finally called her, she headed to the back. The nurse checked her blood pressure and weight, her pressure was good considering everything she was going through. She had actually started taking mommy yoga classes to help calm her. Her weight was now 119 lbs, she had gained 10 lbs since the start of her pregnancy, which was good, the nurse said she would gain more as her belly swelled. When she finished checking her stats, she waited in the doctor's room. After a couple of minutes her doctor walked in, in her usual cheerful disposition.

"Bonjour allez-vous?"

(Hello olivia, How are you?)

"Trés bien merci"

(Very good, thank you)

"tout semble bon"

(Everything looks good)

"Merci"

They made small chat for a few minutes then doctor proceeded to perform an ultrasound, he gave her the option of finding out the sex of the baby but she decided that she wasn't ready to know. Everything else was perfect, the baby was developing right on track which she was really happy to hear. The only downside of the pregnancy right now was the back pain, heartburn and increased sex drive. The later would have been great if Fitz was around but he wasn't so she just had to deal with the consequences.

Fitz had just finished a press meeting in the white house press room and then had to make his way to a campaign event. He went to the oval office to finish up a few last orders of business before he left for the airstrip when his office phone rang.

"Hello Lauren" he saw Lauren's extension so he dropped the formalities.

"Sir, it's President Hollande for you."

"Put him through Lauren, quickly."

Fitz could feel his heart pounding, it had only been a few hours, he was hoping for good news.

"President Grant."

"Hello President Hollande, I didn't expect to hear from you so soon."

Fitz tried to hide the nervousness in his voice.

"Well after my conversation with you, I asked my chief of staff to search all our database systems to see if she could find anything and she did."

Fitz was surprised he found anything so quick.

"That's splendid."

"Oui, we found an Olivia Carolyn Pope, born December 28, is that correct?"

"Yes it is."

"We found her in our private sector database. She is currently teaching at école élémentaire St. Francis, she teaches english to kindergarten pupils."

Fitz almost thought he was talking about the wrong person.

"Did you find out anything else?"

"Oui on her file was also her address. I will have my secretary fax it to you."

"Thank you President Hollande, I appreciate it."

"pas de problème, we friends have to help each other out."

Fitz knew that meant he expected a favor back, but he didn't care about that at the moment, he ended the call. He almost punched himself in the face for not doing that sooner.

"TOM!" Fitz yelled.

Tom came running into the room, along with other agents, when they all showed up Fitz realized that, that might not have been a smart decision.

"Sir, is everything okay?" Tom asked alert.

"Yes Tom, I'm sorry for the false alarm but I do need to talk to you."

Tom signalled for the other agents to leave.

"Tom I found her Tom, I need you to get one of your guys to do some reconnaissance right away, I'm getting her address right now."

"That's great Sir, I'll get my guys on it right now, I just need to address."

"She's in France so you can call of the guys in Florence, she's teaching at private school called St. Francis elementary, that's all I have so far. Lauren should have her address in a few minutes."

"Okay well I'll let my guys start heading to the school, so they will be there by the time you get the address."

Tom went ahead and made arrangements with his guys.

Fitz waited impatiently for Lauren to bring him the info but it had been 10 minutes and he was sure it should have come already, he headed over to Lauren's desk.

"Lauren, did you get the information sent from President Hollande's chief of staff."

He looked down on her table and realized she had it placed casually on her desk.

"Yes sir, I have it right here."

Fitz could feel the annoyance rising up.

"Did you plan on giving it to me?"

"Uhm yea, here it is." Lauren said awkwardly.

"Lauren if there is something you need to get off your chest, now is the time."

"Its nothing sir it just your campaign has been going so good, I wouldn't want you to get ...distracted."

"An you think Olivia will distract me?"

Lauren didn't say anything.

"Who does or doesn't distract me from campaigning is none of your business you're are my assistant not my campaign manager. You can take the rest of the evening off."

Lauren was about to say something but Fitz didn't wait, he stepped off.

There were a couple copies, Fitz kept one for himself and gave the other to Tom. Tom set his agents to purpose with their information and Fitz headed to his campaign event he wasn't sure exactly he was going to be able to focus enough to give a speech but he had to try there was no way he could cancel.

When Olivia finished her doctor's appointment she went to the spa, she hadn't treated herself in a while and thought it would be a good way to pass time. When she finished she resigned to her apartment for the rest of the evening. She took a nap as soon she she got home, then when she woke up she cooked herself dinner, she watched tv, she did yoga stretches, she pretty much did everything she could thing of to pass the day by until it was nighttime and then she fell asleep.

She woke up late in the morning, it was a beautiful spring morning. She was going to head to the farmer's market, since she was keeping food down, she thought it was a good idea to get some fresh fruits and vegetables because it would only do her good.

She got dressed and headed out. The farmer's market was only a few blocks away in the park and she was glad for the walk. As soon as she stepped down the stair of her apartment building, she felt someone beside her and of course it was Jake. He was walking a little too closely to her for her comfort, especially since she was hiding the fact that she was pregnant.

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah" Jake said calmly.

"Is there a reason you're walking so close?"

"Honestly, we've been here for months and never had a conversation."

"I had no reason to converse with you lest you choke me half to death again" Olivia remarked snarkily.

"I never apologized for what I did to you, I'm sorry."

He waited for Olivia to say something but she never did.

"Are you going to accept my apology."

"Oh you mean for secretly recording me and my boyfriend having sex and then waiting until he went out of town to attack me and then threatening my friends if I told anyone what you did. Yea, I think you can keep your apology and you can go back to staying as far away from me as you possibly can."

"I said I was sorry, I don't know he makes me crazy, I guess I took out my hatred for him on you. We don't have to be enemies, I can be your ally if -"

"Oh my god, why are you still talking to me. Leave me alone or I will scream." Olivia sped up and Jake gave up and fell back to his usual undetectable distance.

She took her time to walk around the market and pick fruits, vegetables, breads and pastries she could understand why Jake suddenly wanted to apologize but she didn't care for anything he had to say. When she was finished at the farmer's market, she sat in the park for a while.

She got bored of being in the park and felt like she could take a nap so she went back home to sleep. When she woke up from her nap it was late evening, she fixed herself a fruit salad from the farmer's market fruits she purchased and sat in the couch to watch the american news coverage of the election until she fell asleep again.

The next morning, she woke up and readied herself for school. Her back pain was getting worst but mostly in the two spots where the bullets hit her last year. She did some stretches before she got dressed and then walked to school like she usually did.

Tom's agents started reconnaissance on Sunday. They started observation outside of Olivia's apartment, they we told not to confront her just to stay from afar and observe. They watched her all day Sunday and Monday, snapping pictures and taking note of her routine to report back to Tom.

They compiled a file full of pictures and notes. Tom had instructed 3 of the agents to stay and keep a watchful eye while the other agents travel back to report to him all the information they compiled.

When the agents arrived, they gave Tom all they had gathered. He didn't look at the folder instead he brought it straight to Fitz.

Fitz was in the oval office with Abby, Huck, Quinn, Cyrus and Harrison working on campaign strategy. Tom walked in during the middle of their discussion.

"Sir, I need to speak with you." Fitz saw the folder in Tom's hand and knew what it was.

"Okay I think we've done enough work for today, I think we can pick up tomorrow early in the morning before we go to florida for the campaign fundraiser."

They all nodded in agreement and said goodbye and left.

"Tom what do you have for me for?" Fitz asked.

"Sir, this is everything my team picked up in France. It's a file consisting of photos and notes of her schedule that they picked up in the last 2 days."

Tom handed Fitz the folder.

"Thank you Tom, I think you deserve some really good vacation time for this, I 'll put in the request for you." Fitz chuckled but he was nervous.

"You said it not me." Tom chuckled back and then made his way outside of the oval office.

Fitz sat looking at the folder for a while, he didn't know what to expect so he had a hard time actually opening it. He was finally able to convince himself to open it after a long debate with his conscience.

He opened the folder and the first picture was of Olivia in a classroom, it was shot through a window, the kids were gathered around her, she was smiling. His couldn't help but smile, it was weird for him to see her like that, he never thought she would do something like teaching.

She second picture was of her leaving out of her apartment. He skipped through almost a dozen pictures before he froze at what was infront of him.

It was a picture of Olivia and Jake walking side by side on the sidewalk. He couldn't believe it. He ripped the folder up and threw everything off of his desk which caused a loud crash. He couldn't understand why jake wasn't in the pentagon where he was suppose to be and moreso why he was with Olivia. Tom heard the crash and came rushing in his office.

"What's going on Sir?"

"Did you know that Jake Ballard escaped the pentagon and was in Paris with Olivia." Fitz wasn't yelling which somehow worried Tom more, his voice was calm.

Fitz was trying everything possible to not completely lose all reason but he could feel his blood boiling. He left betrayed by her, it was one thing for her to leave but it was another thing entirely for her to leave with someone who hurt her the way Jake did.

"What?"

"Did you know?" Tom could hear the anger and betrayal in Fitz voice.

"No sir, I didn't look at the folder, when I received it I brought it straight to you. If I had known sir, I would have told you right away."

Fitz didn't reply instead he began taking deep breaths, he was trying to calm himself down. He got up from his desk and walked over to the bar and tried to pour himself a glass of scotch but ended up hurling the bottle of scotch into the wall causing it to smash into millions of splinters on contact and then he hurled his glass cup as well.

"Has she lost her fucking mind. I should have killed him when I had the chance." Fitz spoke to himself.

"Sir, tell me what you need me to do and I will see it done."

Fitz was quiet for a while.

"I need you to bring her to me."

"And ballard sir."

"Ballard is a dead man, bring him to me and I'll kill him myself."