Fitz and Olivia stand looking into each other's eyes for what seems like forever, when in reality its probably only seconds. Fitz clears his throat "thank you for all your help today Livvie." He begins to rock back and forth from heel to toe, nervous to take the conversation where he desperately wants it to go. What if what is happening is all in his head?

Olivia nods her head with a small smile, this isn't what she thought they would be discussing. He looks nervous. She notices he can't stand still, and he's never used thanks as small talk before. One of them is going to have to bite the bullet and start the conversation. Wringing her hands together, Olivia seeks the courage to speak the words she has thought for years. But what if he doesn't feel the same way? Will this ruin everything. "I can't lose him" a voice in her head whispers. At the same time she can't pretend to be his friend anymore. Here goes nothing...

"Fitz"

"Liv" he says at the exact same time. Great.

"Um, you go ahead" Olivia takes to easy way out.

Fitz takes two steps so he is standing right in front of her. Looking deep in her eyes, he finds the strength to put it all out there. "Livvie, please hear me out before saying anything, can you do that?" With her nod he continues "Liv. You have been my best friend and I never want that to change. But I can't keep doing this... Livvie, you're more than a friend, you're my other half. I know I'm with Mellie and trust me, that's about to change but it's you. You're the one I want to call when something amazing happens, the one I want to pick me up when I'm having a bad day, the one I want to lay beside me when I fall asleep at night. Liv I love you. I have for... ever. I can't keep it to myself anymore." After several moments of silence he pleads "please say something".

With one step, Olivia was in his arms, taking his face in her hands she kisses him. A simple peck, but Fitz wanted more and deepens the kiss. His hands begin to roam her body, over her hips, skimming her breasts before sliding back down to her ass and she groans into his mouth. Slipping his tongue into her mouth, wanting even more, he slowly walks her to the wall, pressing himself into her. Her hands slide into his hair, not wanting to miss a second of this moment. When she feels his hard length pressed between her legs begin to grind into her, she is brought back to reality. He isn't hers. No matter how they feel, he's still Mellie's, not in a property way but an emotional one. She gently pushed him away, breaking the kiss. Fitz looks into her eyes confused, searching for answers.

"Fitz, regardless of how either of us feel, you still have a girlfriend and I refuse to be that girl. Maybe we should take a step back. You figure out your situation and then we can talk." This was the hardest thing she's ever done, making herself walk away from what she's always wanted. At the end of the day she would wait for him, but until he was single she wouldn't go there. She was already feeling the weight of her guilt for a simple kiss and after all Mellie was her friend.

Olivia slowly gathers her things as Fitz watches her. Finally speaking up "Livvie I'm sorry, I crossed a line. I shouldn't have done that. Please forgive me. I don't want to lose you"

"That's not what is happening. Plus I was the one who kissed you remember. I just can't be the other woman. Figure out what you want and we can talk but It can't be like this." She softly kisses his cheek then walks out, leaving Fitz more determined to end his relationship with Mellie because if that kiss was any indication of what a life with Olivia could be, then he would never give it up.

On the other side of the door, Olivia slumps to the ground against the wall, tears streaming down her face. Why had she introduced them, why hadn't she kept hope? It was all so messed up. If they did this, how would thing unfold with Mellie, both for Fitz and Olivia. She knows they could both easily lose Mellie from their lives but would Mellie go quietly? Deep down Olivia knows it's not going to be easy, it'll be ugly but Fitz is worth it. As she dusts herself off walking to her car, she begins to prepare for the fireworks she knows are coming. Confrontation with Mellie is inevitable and Mellie's plays dirty. The only relief Olivia could take was that Mellie wouldn't be home until tomorrow night and who knows when Fitz plans to talk to her. For now she lives to see one more dramaless day.