A/N: I'm so so so sorry I haven't updated in forever. I struggled with the decision to continue the story I finally decided... happy reading! XOXO

Some questions answered: Mellie was out of town when she was planning Olivia's departure, so no one suspected a thing. Mellie also knew that Abby was with her and planned for Abby's flight to go to Virginia, then from there the CIA agent picked her up and drove to NC.

Chapter 11 - You Found Me

"My whole life is you.

I can't breathe because I'm waiting for you.

You own me."

FLASHBACK: 12 weeks ago

FITZ' POV:

My assistant barges in and notifies me that Huck, one of Liv's co-workers, asked for a meeting with me and said that he has found something on Olivia. I immediately tell her to schedule a meeting as soon as possible.

My heart breaks again, day after day, when I open my eyes and realize my Livvie is gone and our baby is without a father. I love that woman more than life, my job, or my country. I was called to be President, that I'm sure of. Yet, the thought of giving it up for her, I have never hesitated. I would give anything to see her again or to hold her in my arms. The feelings I have right now are more confusing than words can describe. I don't know whether I should be angry for her escape, or mourning for absence. I need to know the whole story and who knows if I will ever get to.

Hours pass and I sign papers for what feels like days. Honestly, being president is a lot of paperwork. In the back of my mind, I can hear Liv saying, "Suck it up, you're the leader of the free world". Finally, my meeting with Huck has arrived.

The short, wide, dark/leather-dressed man enters the Oval Office. He greets me with a handshake, but says nothing. He's a weird fellow, I've always thought that. Liv has told me how they saved each other and for that, I am forever grateful. He looks almost as dead as me. He must be as lost as I am because he looks like he hasn't slept in weeks.

"So, my assistant said you've found something on Olivia? I wasn't aware you were searching, you never said anything to the agents I sent to OPA."

"Uhh, yes. I noticed Liv was being very unusual the last couple months, so we all urged her to go to the doctor. Then, out of nowhere she up and disappears. That didn't sit right with me."

"So, you started looking for her or?"

"Yes, but all dead ends."

"Okay... and, well Huck why are you here today?"

"I found something. I stopped searching for where she went and started searching for who knew where she was going. I tracked her every move for the days leading up to her departure."

"And?"

"Well, besides the various trips to Gettysburger and her "meetings" with you, she was seen with Mellie."

"Dear God, I hope you're not saying what I think you're saying."

"I looked into Mellie and I found out that she was snooping around some CIA agents, young males in particular."

"Please God, no."

"Mellie arranged for Liv to leave, I just can't find out where. Abby left too and I know she is with her, she has to be, but I've searched every near where Abby's flight went and nothing. So, I'm here today, with a man who has everything in his arsenal, for help. We both love Liv and owe her everything. So I need your help."

"Don't you worry, I'll get to the bottom of this."

"Do you want me to... you know, take care of Mellie?"

"What? No. I have a special place in hell for her."

Huck got up and left and I couldn't believe the conversation we just had. Melody Grant had something to do with Liv's disappearance and I was going to get to the bottom of it, fast.

I finished the rest of the paperwork and meetings I had today. I grabbed the divorce papers and headed to the residence, Mellie was sitting on the couch in our bedroom reading some papers when I barged in, unapologetic about how loud the door slammed.

"Honey, what's wrong? You look angrier than usual."

"Oh, cut the crap Mel. I know you had something to do with Olivia leaving and I want to know just how much."

"Dear, I haven't the slightest idea as to what you're referring to. I assure you, Olivia leaving was not my dream come true. It provided me with a grumpy, depressed, scotch-soaked husband."

"Keep lying and I swear Mellie, I will destroy everything you ever care about. Which is not much, I might add." With that remark, I stepped closer to the couch and my voice boomed against the thin walls. Mellie stood up as if to challenge me.

"You wanna play, let's play. I have far better weapons than you, dear."

"I doubt that."

"Don't test me, Fitzgerald."

"If you had anything to do with the love of my life leaving, believe that I will be doing more than testing you. You just made the worst mistake. Here."

I slammed the divorce papers down and stormed out of the room. I'll sleep in one of the many rooms there are to avoid being near that cold-hearted woman.

After my meeting with Huck, I immediately called some friends I have in the CIA and told them it was priority and to keep it within the list of names I give them. No way was I letting Mellie's boyfriends get a hold of the fact that I'm on to her.

It was days before they even got a hint of a lead. It frustrates me because I can't get anything out of Mellie and the investigation is hitting dead ends. I decided to move the scope of the investigation to find some lethal dirt on my wife. I don't understand how she was so slick in getting Olivia out of here with no trace. Even her friend Abby is undetected. I have no intention of ever ceasing the search though, whether it takes days, months, or years. I will never give up on Olivia or our child.

10 weeks go by and I have everyone I trust searching for my Livvie. Last night I laid awake for hours on end. Thinking about her beautiful face and how her belly must be growing bigger day by day. I wish so much that I could be with her while her body changes and probably her moods too. That I could be the person she takes her anger, from mood swings, out on. I wish more than anything, that she is safe and Mellie and her little helpers didn't hurt the only woman I have ever truly loved.

I am as helpless as ever. I think about Olivia all day while at work, then again when I'm not working, and all through the night, causing me to get no sleep. Cyrus has become concerned and started saying I look like the walking dead. I feel like I am as well. Everywhere I look, I think of Liv.

I have finally had enough. Nobody is getting anywhere. The goons Mellie hired have fled and Mellie has been out of town on charity events ever since I confronted her. She gets back tonight and I am done playing her games while I suffer in silence. Times like this, I hate being the President. I hate having to hide my feelings and act like everything is okay. I am human. A human who has feelings and has lost the two most important things in his life. I cannot sit and watch while everything slips out of my control. Liv would hate the person I have become. I have let everyone run my life for as long as I can remember and it's finally time I stood up and took charge.

Mellie returns from her pointless trip late at night. I have her escorted straight to the bunker. I can only imagine the hell she gave her agents for leading her out of the way. They will get compensated nicely for that. I finish all my work for the day and head down to the bunker. I have never been a man to abuse or torture a woman, but Mellie will feel my wrath.

"Nice of you to join me in this hell hole, honey."

"Oh, it's just getting good." The way the word honey slips off her lips makes me nauseous. We were always in a marriage of convenience, but I have never found her as revolting as I do right now.

"What the hell are we doing down here, Fitz?"

"You're staying here until you tell me where Olivia is. I'm not playing your childish games anymore. She is a person, Mellie. You cannot just hide her or banish her from here. Whether she wants to be with me or not, this is her home. Where her friends and business are. This is unacceptable."

"And if I don't tell you?"

"I will release the video of you talking shit about the southern people of America, people you have called family on National television."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Cyrus put a video camera in your office when you had a meeting with your new campaign manager. Running for senator so soon?"

"You son of a bitch! That was a private meeting."

"I'm sure your constituents wouldn't very much like being called, how did you so eloquently put it?" I take out my phone and start playing the video where Mellie calls the voters of the great state of Virginia "stupid hicks who can't tell a voting booth from a McDonalds".

"I'm ashamed to even call you my husband. I have sacrificed EVERYTHING for you. EVERYTHING."

"Yes, we all know, Mellie. We know that I treated you awful and I didn't give you your dream residence and job. You want to be President? Start acting like one. The crap you're pulling will be publicized and I will be the one to do it if you do not tell me where Olivia is and sign the divorce papers."

"Fine. She's in North Carolina. I have a CIA agent there with her and her friend Abby. His name is Richard Smith. His number is on the burner phone in my top drawer of my desk."

"I would say thank you, but you didn't do this out of the kindness of your heart. Goodbye, Mellie. We're done here."

I decided to let Mellie stay in the bunker for a while longer, until I can figure out what to do with her. I don't want her dead, but I don't want her to go unpunished for her sins.

I jump on Air Force One as soon as possible to get to North Carolina. Of course, the press is all over it. Cyrus concocted a cover that I was going to pay my respects to the passing of a North Carolina senator. When really, the funeral wasn't for another day and I didn't plan on going, but now I may have to stop by or suspicion will arise.

I contacted the agent Mellie sent to guard Olivia and he told me the address of where she was being held. I suspected the agent would be long gone by the time I got there and I was right.

My agents started casing the outside of the small cabin in the mountains and I couldn't wait any longer. I got out of the SUV and stood outside a glass door until I began knocking. I only knocked twice when I saw Abby stand like a deer in headlights from the kitchen. The cabin looked beautiful, inside and out. Like a perfect hideout for me and Liv. It was then that Olivia came around the corner.

I can't explain the way my heart dropped at the sight of her. She was in relaxing clothes and her hair was naturally curly. I could spot her full lips from across the room. She saw me and dropped her glass mug to the floor, shattering. I opened the unlocked door and the next thing I know, Liv comes running at me, full speed.

She leaps into my arms and wraps her legs around my waist and starts sobbing uncontrollably. My heart feels like it could burst at any moment. Having her in my arms after worrying and thinking about her everyday gives me the most overwhelming feeling. Her love awakens my soul and makes me reach for more. She plants a fire in my heart and brings peace to my mind.

"Livvie, calm down. It's okay." I say, as I rub her back. Her belly is pressing against mine and it is then that I realize she has gotten significantly bigger. Her very small and petite body has grown. It settles the nauseous feeling I've had for weeks to think that she and our baby are okay.

"You found me", she says as she presses small, quick kisses all over my face. Still latched onto me like a koala bear, I take us to the couch.

A/N: Hi guys! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I loved writing it and I hope I cleared some confusion from the last chapter. If you have anymore questions, just ask! I hope my inspiration continues so I can deliver another chapter by next week, but writing doesn't exactly happen that way. I think there will only be 2 more chapters, but I'm not completely sure. Thank you for reading! XOXO