Two days passed before Fitz could make it back to her apartment. Once again, he worked so late that by the time he got there, Olivia was fast asleep, so he showered and went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of scotch.
He took his drink to the dining room and sat around the table to finish reading through the bill congress proposed, it was 300 pages of confusion and they just wanted him to sign it into law without hesitation before they went on recess at the end of the week. He'd been working on it for a couple days and he had a couple more to finish and decide whether he was going to sign it or not.
As he sat reading, he heard the patter of footsteps coming his way and looked up. Olivia stood directly in front of him in only a t shirt, underwear and fuzzy socks.
"Fitz it's like 2 in the morning, why are you out here?"
"I have some stuff I need to go over and I didn't want to disturb you."
She smiled.
"I don't mind being disturbed, what are you working on?"
"Congress proposed a bill, they want it signed before recess."
She leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips.
"I missed you."
He smiled.
"I missed you too."
She kissed him again, longer this time.
"You have aides to do this you know."
"Yeah but what I think is wrong with this bill and what my aides think is wrong are two completely different things."
She moved his arm and sat in his lap.
"How can I help?"
"Um-"
"How about I run through it and I'll sort it, I'll let you know what's just fluff and I'll put that to the side and whatever is concrete and has to do with the actual bill I'll pass over to you."
"That's perfect. I've done everything in the pile on the right already."
"Okay."
She smiled and kissed him again.
Olivia looked at both piles.
"How many pages it is? 305 right?"
"How did you know that?"
"I guessed."
"You guess that?" Fitz asked skeptically.
"Well, I calculated the width of a single page to figure how many were in both piles."
"You did that just now?"
"Mhmm."
"Okay smarty pants."
She took a sip of his scotch and began sifting through the pages quickly searching for anything of importance.
Fitz noticed that as she read, she fidgeted a lot, it was something he never noticed about her before and as hard as he tried to focus on his work, he couldn't because all he could think about was the fact that she was in his lap in really sexy underwear.
"Do you usually fidget this much when you read?"
"I'm sorry, it is bothering you."
"No, not at all, I've just never noticed that about you."
"I don't usually fidget this much it's just that," she learned closer and whispered, "I'm really horny."
Fitz let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank god, I thought it was just me."
She laughed.
"But we have to finish this."
"We can finish in the morning, I have until Friday to sign," Fitz suggested as he pulled her back so she was leaning on his torso.
"If you have until Friday why are you up at 2 in the morning doing it?"
He wrapped one arm around her waist and used the other to trace his finger up and down the crotch of her black lace underwear.
"Do you think I became president by procrastinating?"
His voice was raspy and she thought it was the sexiest thing in the world.
"Aren't you procrastinating right now?" she teased.
He chuckled.
"Yes but only cause you're making me."
She smiled and turned around so she was facing him then she straddled him and wrapped her arms loosely around his neck.
"Look at my handsome man," she said as she kissed him.
She was about to take her top off when she felt a sharp pang.
"Ouch Fitz, migraine," she whimpered.
He felt her tighten her arms around him as she buried her face in the crook of his neck to hide from the light. He quickly reach back and flipped the switch that was on the wall behind them.
They sat in the dark together in silence, Fitz caressed her and gently ran his hands up and down her back, waiting for the migraine to pass. It was something he could never get used to but, she handled it so well that he didn't panic as much anymore. As the minutes passed and he began to feel her arms loosen around him, he looked down and realized she was asleep. He took her to the bedroom and snuggled her under the blankets until he drifted to sleep as well.
The next morning when Olivia woke up, she noticed Fitz was already gone from the bed. She checked the time and realized it was still early so she knew he was probably getting ready to leave. She headed straight to the bathroom to find him shaving by the sink bare chested.
"Hey baby," she said as she wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his back.
"How are you feeling?"
By his tone, she could tell he was worried and she hated that he worried so much.
"I'm good, in fact I was hoping we could finish where we left off last night… in the shower maybe?"
Fitz smiled.
"Why don't you gauge the water and get in, I'll be right behind you."
"You got it, Mr. President."
She stripped naked and turned on the faucet to gauge the water, Fitz finished shaving and joined her moments after she got in the bath.
She smiled widely as he stepped in the shower in front of her and instinctively grabbed his face and kissed him. As they kissed, she grabbed his shaft and stroked him slowly until he spun her around and pushed her up against the wall. She widened her stance and poked her ass out for him and watched as he used his saliva to lubricate his tip and then he entered her.
She screamed as rubbed her clit and pounded her against the wall, sending her over the edge twice before he came as well.
By the time they got out the shower it was time for Fitz to leave. He dressed himself as Olivia brushed her teeth and then made a fresh pot of coffee in the kitchen. As she was pouring a cup of coffee for them both, Fitz walked in the kitchen holding two ties.
"Which one?" he asked.
She pondered for a moment.
"The Cyan."
"You mean blue?"
"Yes."
He handed it to her so she could tie it around his neck. As she tied it, he stared at her and grinned.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing," he said as he continued smiling.
"Fitz what it is?"
"Nothing, can't I smile?"
"You can but.."
"This morning was fun, I enjoyed it alot."
She slapped him on the arm.
"You could have just said that you know. Anyhow, I had twice as much fun."
"Quality over quantity, I came harder."
"Do you really want to have a debate about this, because I'm ready."
He chuckled as she turned around and handed him his coffee.
"Gerry's meeting me at the hospital at three for his x-ray."
"Yeah I remember, I'll try to be there."
"Okay and I have some stuff I need to talk to you about, not now though, later."
"What stuff?"
Fitz got a little anxious.
"It's nothing to worry about just whenever we have time, we need to sit down and talk about some things."
"Like?"
"Like the fact that I'm thinking of moving my office to D.C."
Fitz breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh thank god."
"What did you think I wanted to talk about?" she asked suspiciously.
"I don't know."
Fitz remembered that he wanted to ask her a question about the date and changed the subject.
"By the way, completely unrelated to anything, how do you feel about going on a boat?"
"Why do you ask?"
"No reason."
"Is it a big boat or a little boat?"
"Big."
"I guess I'd be okay with that, why?"
"No reason, just an innocent question."
"Okayy..."
He took a sip of his coffee and smiled.
"You aren't gonna try to buy me a boat or anything are you?" she asked with her eyebrows furrowed.
"No, do you want one, if you wanted one I would?"
"I do not want a boat, I repeat, I do not want a boat."
He chuckled.
"Fine no boat," he sighed, "have I told you how beautiful you look in the mornings?"
She blushed.
"Just go to work, before I hold you captive here."
"Okay, okay, I'm going," he said laughing.
He took a few more sips of his coffee then grabbed his jacket and his piles of paperwork.
"I love you, I'll see you later," he said as he kissed her goodbye.
"I love you too… MAKE GOOD DECISIONS!" she shouted as he walked out the door.
She heard him laughing in the hallway as she closed to door.
Once she was alone, she went back to the kitchen to finish her coffee and grab something to eat then she turned on the tv and grabbed her laptop to check her emails as she ate on the couch.
As she scrolled through her inbox, she saw an email from the board of MIT, inviting to her host a special lecture on the intersection of technology and medicine and how it played a part in her stem cell research. She got so excited that she fell off the couch and once she got up she called Fitz right away.
She waited impatiently as the phone rang and as soon as he answered, she began.
"Babe, you won't believe it, MIT just invited me to host a lecture."
"I think you qualify as their most successful graduate so I'm not surprised they asked you at all."
She smiled.
"I'm overthinking it already, it's a special lecture, school will be out, they invited a bunch of aspiring doctors from across the country and they want me to talk to them, I'm so excited. I have to call Abby and Harrison, I'll talk to you later."
She said quickly before hanging up without giving Fitz chance to respond.
She called Abby, Harrison and Stephen to share the good news. She wanted to call Huck but he would hardly understand what a big deal it was to her. After she responded to the email, she began her online search for a lab space in the area.
A little after 1pm, she started getting dressed to go to the hospital to meet Gerry. She threw on some Marni taupe chinos and a white cotton button down and her Gucci princetown leather slippers and headed out.
By the time she made it to the hospital, she had 20 minutes to spare so she hung in Stephen's empty office for a while until Gerry and Fitz arrived a little after 3pm. When Gerry walked in, he walked right up to her and gave her a hug.
"Woah, what was that for?" she asked with a smile.
"I'm walking again."
"Thanks for not calling me when that happened by the way, now I know where we really stand."
Gerry laughed, so did Fitz.
"Sorry, dad said you were sleeping, I didn't want to bother you."
"Gerry, I'm kidding."
Fitz walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"You look great."
"Always."
Gerry laughed.
"So dad told me your giving a lecture at MIT."
"I am, in three weeks."
"Wow do you think I could come, you know and listen in?"
"I think that would be great but it's all about my stem cell research so it might get boring for you unless that's the kind of stuff your really interested in?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna be a junior next year, I need to start thinking about what I wanna do after high school and stuff and I was thinking medicine, you know after you helped me walk again, I wanna learn how to help people like that, really make a difference and change people's lives."
Olivia's heart melted into a big glob of goo.
"Aww Gerry, I'm gonna give you a hug."
"No, I'm not a baby," he said faking resistance.
Olivia ignored him and gave him one anyways.
"Hold up, are you sure you don't want to follow in your father's footsteps?"
"And take the worst job in the world, no thanks dad."
"Well, I'll let them know I have a plus one," said Olivia as she tried to rub it into Fitz's face a little more.
"Okay Gerr, let's get to the lab room for a final x-ray."
She led the way to the lab room with the waiting x-ray technician who performed Gerry's x ray and then she took them back to Stephen's office as she waited for the results, it was Stephen's day off and she was glad to have the office to herself.
"So Gerry, walk me through and tell me how it happened?"
Gerry cleared his throat before he began.
"I mean, I woke up and I reached for my crutches and stood up and as I was hopping to the bathroom, I felt silly, like I didn't need them anymore so I dropped one of the crutches and stood up straight and walked and then when I didn't fall, I dropped the other one and walked normally and then I was like 'wow I probably should have done this last week,'."
Olivia chuckled.
"It's good that you didn't rush it."
"Yep just in time for summer but unfortunately I'll be in California all summer thanks to dad."
"Gerry, you know your mother gets you on holidays."
"I know but I'm not a kid anymore, I should be able to choose, nothing against mom but I really don't wanna spend the entire summer with her rich beverly hills house wife friends and their loser children, I'd rather be in Martha's Vineyard with Kenna and my other friends, they all have summer jobs there."
"I'm fine with you going to martha's vineyard but your mom isn't, you'll be 18 soon and then you don't have to listen to either of us."
"You're not the problem dad."
Olivia found it fascinating watching them go back and forth until one of the nurses knocked the door and interrupted them. Olivia went and got the result from her and then glanced of over them briefly.
"Well like I expected, you're good, great actually, everything is perfectly in alignment, like nothing ever happened, all the bruising is gone."
"Great so I can go back to playing sports and stuff?"
"Woah, Gerry, not to fast," Fitz was quick to say.
"Light exercise for now, if you plan on playing football again you can do so in the fall."
"I sure will."
"Really, and what if you break your back again?"
Gerry chuckled.
"Dad, no one breaks their back twice in life, I'll be fine."
Fitz decided to not to push it any further and let him enjoy the good news for now. Olivia could see that he was uneasy but she didn't comment.
"Gerry, you should probably get regular massages, to loosen you up, by your posture I can tell that you're trapezius and splenius capitis are tense."
"My what?"
"Sorry, your upper back muscles."
"You see Liv, this is why I need to come to your lecture," Gerry said with a smile.
She smiled.
"You guys are good to go, this is the last back related check up you'll need."
"So everything is back to normal now?" Gerry asked.
"Yep."
"Great, thank you Liv, for everything."
"You can thank me by naming your first daughter Olivia."
"I do?"
"Gerry, I'm kidding."
He chuckled.
"You kid about the weirdest things Liv."
"What can I say, I'm weird."
5 Days later.
Fitz stood outside of Olivia's door, waiting for her to answer. He had a key but for the purpose of his question, he wanted her to answer the door. He heard the patter of her footsteps walk up to the door and then she opened it.
"Fitz, I gave you a key for a reason you know and aren't you suppose to have left for the G7 meeting?"
"I was, but I needed to ask you something first?"
She looked at him skeptically.
"Something you couldn't text me or call me about?"
"It wouldn't be gentlemanly to call you about this."
"Okay come inside."
"Nope, I'll stay right here."
"Fitz you're being weird and what if someone sees you."
"Can I ask my question?"
She sighed.
"Fine."
"Olivia Pope, would you allow me the honor of taking you out on a date?"
She was surprised, that was the last thing she expected. She was frozen for a moment then she answered.
"Yes, I'll allow you the honor of taking me out on a date," she said with a smile, her cheeks were burning red.
"Yes!" he said with a fist pump, "and you'll be fine here with me gone right?"
"Fitz you went on about this for three days, I'll be fine."
"Yeah but are you sure."
"Fitz!"
"Okay sorry."
She chuckled.
"When?"
"Friday, when I get back. I'll pick you up at 8pm sharp."
"Where do you plan to take me?"
"It's a surprise but don't eat anything because I'll be feeding you. I have to run, I was supposed to have left an hour ago."
He kissed her and hurried down the hallway.
"What should I wear?" she yelled down the hallway.
"Something tight," he yelled back.
She laughed and closed the door before anyone could open their door to look.
Seconds later she heard another knock and checked, it was him again. She opened the door and shook her head.
"What now?"
He smiled and reached in his pocket and pulled out a credit card.
"I almost forgot, buy something to wear, if you want."
He hurried off again.
She looked down at the card, it was a black Amex with her name on it. She knew he just wanted an excuse to give her, her own credit card and in usual Fitzgerald fashion, it was an unlimited card.
Olivia was beyond excited about their date, she had only two days to prepare and she had every intention of blowing him away when he came to pick her up. He didn't give her much details so she didn't have anything to work with but knowing Fitz , he was going to go all out.
In the morning after Fitz left, she woke up and showered and got ready for her day.
She held off the urge to call Abby in the night and even in the morning she was still seriously considering not telling her. Even though Abby was mostly okay with their relationship she was still a little bitter about that fact that she left New York for Fitz and she really didn't have the patience for any negative commentary because she was sure Abby would go out of her way to find some.
She made a pot of coffee and headed to her closet to see if she could find anything to wear on Friday. She stood in the middle of her closet and she didn't know where to start so she broke her resolve so she dialed Abby and waited for her to answer.
"Morning Liv, what's up?"
"I need a dress for a date, I thought about about buying a new one but I want to go through my closet first?"
"A date, with who?"
Olivia rolled her eyes.
"Who do you think?"
The line was silent for a while.
"Abby?"
"Oh my god, I'm so excited."
"I didn't expect that, I thought you'd have something smart to say."
"Like what?"
"I don't know but uhm what do you think I should wear?"
"First, where are you going?"
"He didn't tell me, he said he's going to feed me though but I don't think it's just dinner."
"What about the that Prada dress, the red one?"
"No, too short."
"Uhm okay, what about the Herve ledger, that white one?"
"Too sexy."
"Oh I know, what about the Balmain?"
"Too gauche. Abby, I need something perfect."
"So then buy something."
"He did give me a credit card with my name on it."
"What, and you aren't freaking in Barney's right now buying the entire fucking store?"
"I don't want him to think I'm just with him for his money, I'll buy my own stuff."
"Sometimes I just wanna punch you in the face, he gave you an unlimited credit card with your name on it, he wants you to use it so use it."
"You know what you're right, I don't know why I'm being weird. I'm gonna head to Barney's, I'll call you if I find something I like."
"Okay, promise?"
"I promise."
Olivia hung up and grabbed her bag and shoes and headed to her car followed by her agents. Most of the time, she had no idea where they hid out until she left the house but they were always close by.
She made her way to Barney's in search of the perfect dress. As soon as she entered the store a personal shopper walked up to her and greeted her.
"Good afternoon, how can I help you?" the woman said politely.
"Hi, I need a dress."
"I can take you to the dress floor and we can look around."
"Perfect, thank you."
As they walked to the elevator, she shopper asked her more questions about what she was looking for.
"What kind of dress are we thinking of?"
"Something classic, sexy but in a subtle way."
"What's your budget?"
"I don't have one."
"What's the event?"
"A date, I don't know the details though."
"Okay, color, style of the dress, any more details?"
"Something fitted, color wise maybe black or white, it can be sleeveless, in fact I think I'd prefer that."
"Okay, I have a few things in mind, I'm sorry what's your name, I didn't catch it?"
"Olivia, and yours?"
"I'm Kate, Olivia is such a pretty name."
"Thank you."
Kate walked her up to the styling suite and gave her a room.
"You can stay in the suite while I pull some dress for you or you can walk and pull with me if you'd like?"
"I think I'll walk with you."
"Okay, perfect, follow me."
"Can I leave my purse in the fitting room?"
"Absolutely."
"Okay."
Olivia dropped her purse in her room and closed the door and then followed Kate to the sales floor.
They walked around for a half hour pulling a variety of dress to try and then went back to the suite to try them all.
"I'm gonna hang around outside, just call me if you need help zipping up or anything, I'll be right out the door."
"You can stay in here if you want."
"Oh okay."
Kate walked into the fitting room behind her and closed the door. Olivia striped down to her underwear.
"Try the Armani first," Kate suggested as she took the dress off the rack.
Olivia nodded and took the dress from Kate and tried it on and then looked herself over in the mirror.
"I don't like this one, not sexy enough."
"Okay, let's put that in the 'no' pile."
Olivia took the dress off and handed it to Kate.
"Try the Cushnie et Och."
Olivia tried the white Cushnie dress and stared herself over in the mirror.
"Too sexy, way too sexy."
"You look hot, I love it."
"I do look hot, don't I," Olivia chuckled, "I love it but not for this date, I might buy it regardless though."
It was white and sleeveless and though it showed no cleavage, it had a very high leg slit and it was very short even for Olivia's height.
"What size is that dress?" Kate asked.
Olivia checked the tag under her arm.
"It's a 2."
"Its can be taken in a little under the arms and around the waist but it fits perfectly at the breast and butt."
"Yeah my size is a little weird, my butt and breasts are bigger but my waist is a 0. I have to have everything altered."
"We can call the seamstress over to alter whatever dress you go with."
"Great."
Olivia took the dress off and tried on of the dress she picked for herself. A black off the shoulder marchesa number with pretty black feather detail around the shoulder, it was fitted and stopped below her knees, longer than it was intended to because she was short but she loved it.
"This is the one, I need it shorter though, just below the knee and it's big around the waist but this is the one, it's perfect."
"I agree, it's gorgeous on you."
Olivia spun around in the the mirror.
"My butt looks great, this is definitely the one."
"I'm going to call the seamstress to have her take a look and see what she can alter."
"Thanks."
Kate left the room briefly to call the seamstress and Olivia pulled out her phone and facetimed Abby.
"Lucretia, I found the perfect dress."
"Don't call me that and flip the camera so I can see."
Olivia chuckled and flipped the camera and stood in front of the mirror.
"Jesus, that's nice, which dress is that?"
"Marchesa, isn't it pretty, I love it so much."
Kate knocked the door and walked in.
"The seamstress in on her way."
"Thanks."
"How much is it?" Abby asked.
Olivia checked for the price tag but she couldn't find it.
"Kate can you check if the price tag is in the back please."
"No problem."
Kate checked the tag at the back of the dress.
"It's $3995."
"Okay, I wonder if I should get shoes too," Olivia wondered aloud.
"I feel like you have shoes that can go with this," Abby said through the phone.
"Abby, I'm treating myself."
Abby chuckled.
"I hear that hot stuff."
The seamstress knocked on the door and Kate let her in.
"Hi, this is Elena," Kate said.
"What do you like me to do," the woman said in a very thick Russian accent.
"I need it shorter and tighter at the waist and thigh, I want it to fit like a glove."
"Okay, I fix for you."
Olivia held her arms up as the seamstress pinned her dress up accordingly.
"I need it by Friday morning, is that okay?"
"No, three days," the seamstress replied.
"No please, I'll pay you anything to get it ready by Friday, I absolutely need it by Friday."
"Okay, Friday afternoon, 3 o'clock, extra charge for you."
Olivia could tell she was going to try and hustle her.
"Perfect, as long as I get it in time."
After the fitting, Kate took Olivia to the shoes department and she bought a pair of black Giuseppe Zanotti swarovski crystal heels. She picked up a couple midi rings from Cartier and brought everything back to the suite to check out and then headed home.
Throughout the day, Fitz called her at the oddest times and whenever she tried to wrestle a few details out of him, he hung up.
The next morning, she made an appointment at the hair salon for a blowout and then scheduled for one of the hairstylist to come by her apartment to style her hair on Friday afternoon. After spending the entire morning at the salon, she went to the spa in the afternoon for manicure, pedicure and facial then headed home in the night.
She tried calling Fitz before she went to bed but she was sure he was on his way back to the states and he was most likely sleeping on the plane so she called it a night and went to sleep excited about their first date.