Olivia heard her doorbell chime and walked quickly to the door to open it for Tucker and Carson.
"Hi guys, thanks for coming."
"Thanks for inviting us back."
She gave them each a kiss on the cheek and stepped aside so they could bring their suitcases in the apartment.
"Girl, why didn't you tell us you were going on a date with the president?" Tucker said exaggeratedly.
She smiled.
"Is it bad downstairs?"
"Yep, it's like a bunch of thirsty people in the desert and you're the water, and their begging for a drop, 'please give us a drop, we beggeth for a drop',"said Carson jokingly.
Olivia laughed.
"Sorry."
"Don't worry about it girl, let's get started, let's get you beat."
She took them to her closet and stood by as they set up.
"So, what's the occasion this time?" Tucker asked.
"We're going out again, to a karaoke bar."
"What are you wearing?" Carson asked.
"Uhm a pair of AG dark gray jeans and this white off the shoulder long sleeve button down top I got from Stella McCartney."
"What shoes?
"Black suede Louboutin so kates."
"Nice, what about jewelry?"
"I have like three ear piercings, I'm gonna wear these little gold knobs and-" Olivia went to her jewelry box and took her necklaces out and held them up, "these tiny little gold necklaces."
"Those are cute, I'm thinking we could do a middle part and keep it sleek and straight," said Carson.
"Okay."
Tucker motioned for her to sit in the chair and she did. As they did her hair and makeup, they began asking her questions.
"So what does it feel like being the most talk about woman in America?"
"Uhm, I've been trying to avoid the news and stuff, I really haven't been online either, just to check my emails."
"Really?" Tucker asked.
"Yeah, I've been unplugged, I had to go the buy a dress yesterday and I had to sneak out and wear a hoodie and glasses and it was 80 degrees outside."
They were quiet for a while and Olivia wondered what was wrong.
"Can we ask you something? Please don't get upset."
"Uhm okay," Olivia said nervously.
"Do you mind if we tell people we are your hair and makeup stylist? If not then we totally understand," said Tucker.
"Are you kidding me, of course, especially if it gets you guys more business, I don't mind at all."
She saw them visibly take a sigh of relief.
"Thank you so much, see Tucker, I told you she was cool."
She chuckled.
"I got nervous for a sec there."
"No, we just want to make sure it was okay with you first," said Tucker.
"No, thanks for asking."
They continued working on her her, when Tucker was almost finished with her makeup he stopped.
"I'm gonna do a light pink gloss, no lipstick this time, okay?"
"You guys are the experts, I'm fine either way," she said with a chuckle.
A few minutes later, they were finished. She stood up and looked herself over in the mirror.
"Love it!"
They laughed.
"You know we had to hook you up."
"As always, thank you guys so much."
She disrobed and started to get dressed, putting on her jeans and jewelry first. Afterwards, they helped her with her top to make sure no makeup got on it.
"Can we get a picture of you to put on our Instagram?"
"Sure."
Carson pulled out his phone.
"In front of the vanity has good lighting."
Olivia walked over to the vanity and posed for the picture and then they brought her over to the standing mirror and they took a selfie together. As they were packing up, Olivia went through her bags, trying to choose one for her outfit.
"You have a lot of stuff in your closet, nice stuff," said Carson.
"Yeah, I like my money right where I can see it, hanging in my closet."
They both laughed.
"I know that's right?" said Tucker.
"I really like that mini Hermes Birkin, the orange one, it's cute, I think you should wear that one."
Olivia picked the bag and stepped in front of the mirror and looked over her outfit.
"You're right, it does look cute, this is the one."
After a few more minutes, they were all packed up and ready to go, she showed them out and kissed them goodbye and then headed back to her closet because it was almost time for Fitz to pick her up and he was always on time.
By the time she got her shoes on and put her wallet in her bag, she heard Fitz clear his throat behind her. Before she got a chance to turn around, he was behind her with his arm around her waist.
"You look great," he said as he kissed her cheek.
"Thank you."
"You ready?"
"Yep."
She felt his slap her ass and she squealed.
"Fitz!"
"Shut up, you like it," he said jokingly.
She chuckled.
"Come on, let's go."
She grabbed her purse and they headed out.
The outside of her building was crazier than the first time, Fitz held her protectively and walked her to the car and then they took off. The karaoke bar wasn't very far from her apartment, within 15 minutes they pulled up to the front of the karaoke bar. Secret service controlled the crowd of reporters as they walked in.
Olivia was surprised to see that there were regular people in the bar. Fitz could tell that she was surprised.
"Don't worry, they won't bother you, secret service already spoke with them, they'll probably hide and take pictures though, I thought it might take away from the experience if I had it emptied out."
"No, I don't mind at all, I prefer it."
Upon realizing that they had entered, everyone stopped and stared, even the man that was on the stage singing Aerosmith. A few awkward moments passed then the patrons started cheering. Fitz smiled and waved and walked her over to the bar. Even though it was a karaoke bar, it was less of a bar and more of a lounge. There was a live band, tables and booths for people to sit and order food and a stage for everyone to take turns and sing.
"Do you want something to drink?" Fitz asked.
"A beer."
Fitz turned to the bartender.
"Two beers please."
The bartender nodded quickly and went to fetch the beers. The man on the stage started singing 'moonage daydream' by David Bowie.
Olivia smiled and rocked to the music.
"I love this song."
"Are you gonna sing?" Fitz asked.
"Oh no, I can't sing in front of all these people, I'm not like you."
"Come on, one song."
She smiled.
"No, I'm shy, you know that."
The bartender came back with the beers.
"Two cold beers."
"Put it on the tab."
"Yes sir."
"Thank you," Olivia said with a smile.
Fitz handed Olivia her beer and then took her hand and walked her closer to the stage. A new person walked on the stage and his song came on, Olivia stood watching the performance until Fitz broke out in song.
"That's how I knooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, there's no me without youuuuuuuuuu, there's no me, without youuuuuuuuuu, yeah yeah yeah, that's how I know baby."
He wasn't loud enough for the entire bar to hear him, only those close by because the karaoke machine was pretty loud.
Olivia couldn't help but laugh, he had no qualms about showing her affection in public.
"You gonna sing to me all evening?"
"Absolutely," he said with a smile.
She could see the people sneaking and taking pictures of them but she pushed it to the back of her mind and tried not to get nervous about it, Fitz didn't seem to care.
A few songs passed and then Olivia finally felt comfortable enough to sing along.
"Just a small town girl, livin in a lonely world…"
Fitz joined.
"Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit."
Olivia laughed and then the chorus came on.
"Strangers waiting...up and down the boulevard, shadows searchin in the night…Don't stop believin, hold on to the feelin... streetlight people…"
As the song ended Fitz laughed.
"Does this mean your ready to go up there?"
"You first then I'll go."
Fitz took a sip of his beer and handed it to her to hold.
"You're on."
He headed up the the stage and stood by the mic and waited for his song. 'how deep is your love' by the Bees Gees came on the karaoke machine.
She rocked to the beat as he sang. She had no idea how he could be so calm and collected in front of so many different people or how he knew how to play up to them so well.
"How deep is your love, how deep is your love,
I really mean to learn,
Cause we're living in a world of fool,
Breaking us down when they all should let us be,
We belong to you and me…"
He kept his eyes on her the entire time and as the song finished, she could tell he was about to invite her up. The next song that came on was one of their favorites, it was the song they sang together when he woke up from his coma and she was examining his memory and how much damage was done to his brain, 'the boys are back in town' by Thin Lizzy.
"Come on Livie, this is our song," he said into the mic.
Everyone looked at her and she couldn't help but smile. Tom came over and took the beers and her purse and helped her up to the stage. The man operating the karaoke machine gave her, her own mic and then played the song from the beginning.
Fitz smiled at her then started singing.
"Guess who just got back today,
Them wild-eyed boys that had been away,
Haven't change, had much to say,
But man I still think them cats are crazy,
They were asking if you were around,
How you was, where you could be found,
Told them you were living downtown,
Driving all the old men crazy,
The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town.."
As Fitz sang, somehow something fell away for Olivia and she no longer felt nervous and joined in even though pretty much everyone had their phone out recording them.
Then billy Idol's 'rebel yell' came on and they continued singing until a couple songs went by and the finished with Tommy Tutone's '867-5309 Jenny'.
They bowed and then Fitz helped her off the stage and took her back to the bar as the crowd cheered.
Olivia was a little out of breath from all the singing and dancing and asked the bartender for some water.
"Wasn't that fun?" Fitz teased.
"It was, it really was, I'm glad I did it."
The bartender handed her the water.
"Thank you so much, I didn't get your name?"
"Eli, ma'am."
Olivia almost spit out her water.
"Are you alright?" Fitz asked.
She wiped her mouth and smiled.
"Yeah, I'm fine, thank you... Eli."
Bartender nodded and walked away.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Eli's my father's name."
Fitz almost kicked himself for not making the connection right away, when he was searching for him, he mostly knew him as Rowan.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize."
"It's okay, thousands of people are named Eli, that was just so random it caught me off guard."
"Do you want to go?"
"No, I'm fine, the music here is really good, I wanna stick around for a while longer."
Fitz smiled.
"Okay."
They hung out by the bar for a half hour before Fitz closed the tab and tipped the bartender generously then they headed back to the car. As they drove back to her apartment Fitz could tell her mood got somber. He kept quiet about it in the car but when they got to the apartment and she took her keys out her purse to open the door, he decided to ask.
"Liv, are you sure you're alright?"
She opened the door and turned to face him.
"I'm sure."
They both walked in and Fitz closed the door, he decided to press her a little more about it what was going on with her.
"Have you been talking to your therapist?"
"Yes," she lied.
She hadn't spoken to Savannah since the morning of Sahara's birthday.
"She still doesn't think we should see her together?"
"No, not yet."
"Okay."
She took off her heels and walked to her closet, Fitz followed. She stood in front of Fitz and swept hair to the side so Fitz could help her take her necklaces off.
"Did you want me to stay with you tonight?"
"Fitz, everyone just saw you come up to my apartment, you definitely have to leave in the next 15 minutes or people are gonna think we're in here fucking."
"We could," he said as he kissed her shoulder, "you know I don't care."
She chuckled.
"I know."
She turned around and faced him.
"I'm okay, I promise, I had so much fun tonight, I still can't believe you got me to go on stage and sing."
Fitz smiled.
"I'm glad you had fun."
She got on the tip of her toes and kissed him softly and then slapped his ass.
"Come on, time to go tight buns."
"Okay but I'm gonna call you once I get home and if you don't sound 150 times happier I'm coming back."
"Fitz I'm fine, I swear," she said as she laughed.
"Okay."
He kissed her again and then headed to the foyer. He was worried she wasn't being honest about her feelings but he also knew he had the tendency to over blow things when it came out her and he didn't want to push her if she in fact was okay.
"Okay, you said you had a dress for tomorrow right?"
"Yeah, I have to pick it up tomorrow, I needed it altered."
"Please tell me you didn't pay for it?"
"No, I used the card you gave me."
He smiled and kissed her again.
"I'll see you tomorrow at 6pm sharp."
Fitz opened the door.
"Love you," she said as he headed out.
"Love you too."
Once Fitz left, Olivia undressed and took a quick shower today get ready for bed. Within an hour Fitz called to check in and make sure she was alright before he went to bed as well.
The next morning when Olivia woke up she was a little drowsy from suffering multiple nightmares about her father and struggling to go back to sleep after. She had a lot to do throughout the day, she needed to pick up her dress from Versailles, an opulent French boutique in the area then she had yoga class (which she'd been skipping all week) then at 2pm she had a meeting with the director of the biospace research facility and she also had to get back to her apartment to get ready for the opera by 4pm the latest.
She brushed her teeth and freshened up quickly then she made herself some coffee as she called Fitz just to chat before they both started their day. Since she had yoga class, she dressed in a high waisted grey yoga legging and matching spaghetti strap bralette with a white slouchy shoulder ballerina cardigan that tied around her waist and accentuated how tiny it was. Versailles opened at 11am, so she had some time on her hands before she had to leave.
She checked her email and then lounged around on couch, she had a half hour before it was time to leave. She really been trying to hold out with watching tv but as she sat in the couch she realized how unhealthy it was to completely cut herself off from cable and the Internet so she finally decided to take a peek at what they we're saying about her. She grabbed her phone and went on Twitter first and search her hashtag. The video of them singing was all over the feed and it made her smile and then she saw what people were saying, she read everything, from people saying she was beautiful and smart to others who said she was an opportunist whore and worse. Oddly enough, it didn't affect her as much as she thought it would, the positive things made her smile and the negative things made her roll her eyes. She checked her Instagram and realized she had thousands upon thousands of new followers and then she went on Facebook and it was the same.
By the time she finished, it was time to head out, this time she decided not hide and go through the freight or side exit, she was going to exit through her lobby. She grabbed her Ray bans and her Hermes bag and called her guards.
When they brought her down to the lobby, the crowd was wild. She took a deep breath and then allowed her guards to hustle her through the crowd.
"Dr. Pope are you and the president in a relationship?"
"Olivia are you and the president dating?"
They brought her through the crowd and to the car. Within minutes, she was at Versailles waiting to try on her altered dress. Once she tried it and was pleased with the fit, she took her dress and headed to her yoga class, worked up a sweat while people stared and secretly took pictures then headed back home to shower and change to go to her meeting with the director of the research facility. She arrived for the meeting just in time and sat outside the director's office waiting for the director to appear.
A tall Man of Indian descent appear from his office and cleared his throat
"Dr. Pope?"
She stood up quickly and walked over and shook his hand.
"Mr. Uddin, thank you for meeting me."
"Absolutely."
He stepped aside and let her in his office and then closed the door and took a seat at his desk.
"So, I invited you here just to have you sign a few documents including the lease-"
Olivia was confused.
"We haven't discussed a price or-"
"A price was already discussed and the space you requested has been retained for a one year period, all we need is for the lease to be signed to make it official."
She closed her eyes and smiled, she was going to kill Fitz.
"When was this discussed?"
"Everything was discussed and finalized by Monday evening, a rather quick timeframe but when the president makes a request, you don't say no, also it seemed to have been an oversight on our part, had I known that a scientist of your stature and recognition had interest in our facility, surely we would have pushed you up to the top of the list."
Olivia had no idea what to say so she smiled and signed everything she needed to sign and the second she stepped out of the office she called Fitz.
"Hello?"
He voice was so innocent and unsuspecting it made her smile.
"Why didn't you tell me you paid for the lab space for a whole year!"
She could hear him laughing.
"I figured if you're going to do research to benefit the human race, you shouldn't have to pay for you own lab space, I'm investing in the human race."
"I'm am going to kill you when I see you later on-"
"What was that Cyrus, sorry, Cy is calling gotta go."
"Fitz, don't hang up-"
He hung up mid sentence and she couldn't help laugh and remind herself to thank him thoroughly for what he did.
She went home and showered and waited for Tucker and Carson. As usual they were exactly on time. She ran to the door and let them in.
"Hey guys, I promise it's the last time for the week," she said she kissed them and walked them to her closet.
She allowed them to set up and then took a seat in her chair.
"You know what we're gonna ask, where are you going and what outfit?"
She smiled and pointed to the garment bag hanging on the hall.
"We're going to the opera."
Carson walked over and opened the bag and pulled out her Naeem Khan dress. It had a pretty pearl and jewel beaded bodice and a satin metallic lavender draped skirt that had a slit up to her thigh and didn't quite touch the ground.
"Lord hold me," Carson said dramatically, "this dress is gorgeous."
Olivia smiled.
"I know exactly what you need for this dress, were gonna give some nice bouncy old Hollywood curls with a side part and a nice natural look to go with it," said Tucker.
"Perfect, I love it already."
She sat and watched as the did her up, it took longer than usual but they finished with enough time to help her get dressed before Fitz arrived.
"How business?" She asked them as she strapped on her heels.
"You wouldn't believe how many people wanna work with us after we put that picture up on instagram, we actually raised our rate," Tucker said with a chuckle, "not for you though, you get a discount."
Olivia chuckled.
"Well I'm happy for you guys."
She put her diamond knobs on and check herself in the mirror.
"I love it."
"You know we're gonna ask for a picture," said Carson.
"Of course."
They stood in front of the mirror and as they were taking pictures Olivia heard Fitz clear his throat.
"Can I join?" He teased.
Tucker and Carson jumped back.
"Mr. president," they said in shock.
"Hello-" Fitz stretched his hand to shake theirs.
"I'm Tucker, this is Carson."
"Hi Tucker and Carson."
Olivia smiled.
"Fitz you're here early."
He checked his watch.
"Only by 10 minutes, you look amazing by the way. Isn't she the most beautiful woman you guys have ever seen?"
Olivia smiled shyly.
"Thanks, Tucker and Carson worked their magic."
"She is gorgeous, I'm just in love with those cheeks, I just wanna pinch them all the time," said Tucker, "and she's the sweetest person ever."
Olivia blushed.
"You guys are embarrassing me," she said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, we're going."
They grabbed their suitcases, kissed her on the cheek and bid her and Fitz good bye then headed out quickly.
Once they were alone Fitz walked over to her and pulled her closer.
"Do you have any idea how good it feel to have the most beautiful woman in the world by my side?"
She smiled.
"Nope but I know how it feels to have to most handsome man in the world by my side."
She turned around and faced him.
"Thank you for the lab, I can't explain to you how much that means to me."
Fitz smiled.
"Anything for you."
He kissed her on the nose and she giggled.
"Come on, let's go."
He held her hand and walked her downstairs and into the car. The drive to the opera house was longer than she anticipated but she talked Fitz's ear off so time passed quickly. Once they arrived, Fitz took her arm and walked her in the theatre, even though the show wasn't set to begin for another 20 minutes, the theatre was packed with mingling politicians and each one of them were trying to get to Fitz.
Fitz introduced her to everyone that approached her and when the New York senator and her husband approached them, she had a hard time not fangirling out.
"Hello senator Gillibrand, Mike, this is Olivia," said Fitz.
The senator and her husband reached out and shook her hand.
"It's very nice to meet you Olivia."
"I voted for you," Olivia said quickly.
"Thank you," the senator said.
Fitz chuckled.
"She didn't vote for me," said Fitz.
Olivia slapped his arm gently.
"I wasn't in the country, is the excuse that I always give but really, I'm a crazy liberal."
They all chuckled.
"You know our oldest daughter is going to be at your lecture at MIT in a couple of weeks."
"Wow really," Olivia smiled, "what's her name, I'll look out for her at the lecture."
"Becca, she just graduated high school, she's going to Brown in the fall."
"Wow congrats-"
The usher announced that the show would commence shortly, cutting their conversation short. Fitz took her to the balcony to their booth and they sat and waited for the show to begin.
Olivia enjoyed the show thoroughly and after the show they mingled for awhile but when Fitz realized Olivia wouldn't stop fidgeting he cut the conversations short and took her back to the car. She thought it was weird that he'd just ditch the socializing portion of the evening but she didn't comment and just followed him to the car. The minute he had her in the car, he started laughing and pulled her on top of him and reached under her dress, he pulled her panties to the side and slid a finger inside her, in a swift series of movement.
She gasped.
"I knew it, dripping wet for me."
He pulled out his finger, soaked with all her gathered fluid and brought it up to her lips.
"Here baby, have a taste."
Olivia took his finger in her mouth and sucked it.
"Good girl, now let me taste your tongue."
Olivia slowly slithered her tongue into his mouth to meet his tongue. As they kissed, she felt him unbuckle his pants and pull them down and once he was free, he took his tip and slid it in between her wet folds and then stuck it in.
By the time, they pulled up to Olivia's apartment, Olivia was struggling to get Fitz to stop giggling like a giddy schoolboy, she was sure with the way he was behaving the second they stepped out of the limo everyone would be able to tell what they just did.
"Fitz, stop smiling, people are going to know," she scolded.
"Where did you learn to grind your hips like that, I was yelling like a mad man," he said with a smile.
"Fitz stop laughing it's not funny."
She could hear the press outside clamoring for them.
Fitz pursed his lips together.
"Okay, no more laughing, no smiling, nothing," as he said the words he started smiling again.
She rolled her eyes and started laughing too.
"Just come, are you sure my hair isn't messy."
"You look fine."
Fitz knocked on the door and one of his agents opened it, he stepped out and took her hand and they faced the crowd together.