Olivia had set Amanda up in an apartment in a quiet area just outside Georgetown. It would give her enough space to not feel suffocated by the press and The White House. "Olivia I seriously cannot thank you enough for everything you've done for me." "Don't mention it, just don't talk to the press. I understand what you're going through, I really do." The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them. Hopefully Amanda wouldn't read too much into it and brush it off as her having been Communications Director.
"You mind telling me what's on this tape I received, Sir?" Cyrus had shaken the tape in front of Fitz. Noting Fitz's confused face, Cyrus continued."It's a very interesting tape sir. You're very lucky it's not in the wrong hands because it already would have been on the news. Otherwise, the American people would have heard the President of the United States having intimate relations with some woman. You and I both know the woman on the tape isn't Mellie right? Don't believe me? Listen to it yourself."
Fitz plugged in the headphones and pressed play. "Take off your clothes." Olivia had tangled her fingers in his hair, kissing him so deeply that his senses were overwhelmed with her. "Say my name Livvie." The way she said his name so softly made him believe that there was no other sound more beautiful than his name on her lips. He wanted to taste her, every inch of her. He trailed kisses down her skin. God, she was so beautiful. Fitz was jarred from his thoughts of Olivia Pope by none other than Mellie herself. "What are you listening to?" "Some music." Fitz muttered, not feeling like discussing it further with her. "Well, it must be some very interesting music if it has you all worked up like this." Mellie whispered; noticing Fitz's ears turning red and his current state of arousal, before exiting the Oval.
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"I'm supposed to spoil you, the least you can do is say my name. Say it with me, Abby." Ever since Thomas had learned to talk a couple of weeks ago, Abby had made it her mission to teach him more words. "Abby, what are you doing with my 8 month old?" Olivia had appeared in the doorway. "He can say everyone's name in the office except for mine. He can even say Harrison, and that is a lot more letters than Abby." "Abby." Thomas said, looking up at Abby from his place in his mother's arms. "Now you say it. You little show off. I swear he's going to be a heartbreaker with those eyes."
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Olivia had the sinking feeling that something was wrong. She couldn't shake it, although everything seemed to be going well. Her phone buzzed, new voicemail from Amanda. It was left a couple hours ago, why had she been alerted to it now? She pressed play.
"Hey Olivia, it's Amanda, I owe you the truth. I- I did sleep with the President but the baby isn't his. It's Billy Chambers', he made up this whole plan to try and blackmail Fitz so he'd get impeached and Sally would get the Oval. If Billy finds out that I told you, he'll— well he's got a temper. I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you or him." The door slammed, Amanda's voice became more frantic. "I'm so sorry, I have to go." The voicemail ended, leaving Olivia's heart pounding and her mind racing. She hadn't suspected that Billy had been behind it, that he could be capable of something like this. Then again, it was usually the people you'd least expect, like Charles— the wealthy politician that Abby had been married to, before she had gotten Abby the best divorce attorney in the state.
Olivia's heart was still racing as she dialed Huck and told him to meet her at Amanda's apartment. The door was locked. Fortunately, Huck came prepared and was able to open it in a matter of minutes. There were no signs of a break in, it was merely as if she had just vanished into thin air.
Hey guys, I'm sorry for the late update. I've had major writer's block. Thank you so so much for supporting my story and I will try and update as much as I can over summer break. As always, let me know what you think :)