Hello Darlings…here is your next piece of OLITZ goodness. Lots of tender, cute moments in this chapter. So be prepared to laugh out loud, gasp for air, and shed some tears at the end. You will learn a little more about Emmy's dad. That part may bring you to tears so beware. Enjoy and leave me goodies. Me's
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Chapter 6: "DA-POTUS and His SuperPowers…"
Flashback to Abby's Reaction to Fitz….;-)
Abby was searching high and low for "Sadie." She looked under the couch, chairs, and coffee table. She was about to call for Olivia and let her know that she couldn't find her when there was a knock on the door. She asked Olivia if she was expecting anyone. Olivia said 'no," and she went and answered the door.
She opened the door and saw a man, dressed in a dark suit, earpiece, and blond hair. She had never seen this man before, but he was fairly good looking. She looked him and down and said, "Um, can I help you?"
"Yes Ma'am, does Olivia Pope live here?" Tom asked her.
"Yes, she does. Why?" Abby was not just letting anyone into the door. She stood their blocking his forward motion.
"Is there anyone else besides you, Miss Pope, and her little girl in the residence?"
Abby looked at him strangely. She lowered her eyes at him, and squared herself off at him holding onto the door. "No. But you ain't setting a foot in this apartment their handsome, until you tell me who the hell you are?"
Tom tried to move past her, and she was not budging. "Ma'am I need to make sure the residence is secure." Abby was not moving.
She looked right at him and said, with her hands on her hips, "Unless your with the Secret Service, and the President of the United States is here to see Olivia Pope, then your ass can stay right there lover boy. Now move away before I knee you in the crotch."
Tom stood there in shock, he about to respond when he heard, "Tom it's okay. I'll handle her." Fitz finally said walking off the elevator.
"Who in the hell?" Abby said and then she saw Fitz. "Holy Shit!" She let out the biggest gasp off air totally not believing WHO she was seeing on her best friend's door step.
"Is Olivia and Emmalynn here Miss?" Fitz asked her.
Abby just stared at him unable to form a coherent sentence. She looked at the Leader of the Free World, holding Emmalynn's stuffed pink elephant. She tried to think of something to say to him, but nothing was coming out of her mouth.
"Sir," Tom leaned in, "I think you rendered her speechless." Tom could feel the biggest smile creeping on his face.
"What are you smiling at lover boy?" Abby then said to Tom. Fitz turned his head and chuckled.
Abby finally composed herself and said to Fitz, "Mr. President, um, what we owe this honor? Olivia was just, um, getting Emmalynn ready for bed."
"I wanted to return Sadie to Emmalynn. I know it would be hard for Olivia to put her to sleep without her favorite elephant." Fitz said to Abby.
"Okay," she said with a lot of curiosity in her voice. "I'll um, get her for you. Would you just um, well, wait right there with your agents?"
Fitz nodded. Tom then said to her, "When Miss Pope sees you Sir, she is going to freak!"
"Yes Tom, I know." Fitz couldn't wait to see her and Emmalynn again. Her reaction was going to be EPIC seeing him.
Abby took a few steps back and said, "Liv, I found Sadie! You best come see with Emmy where she was hiding?"
Fitz heard Emmalynn and Olivia start to run down the hallway. They must be right on the other side of the wall he was next to. He could feel their footsteps under his own. With each step in his direction, increasing in speed, his own pulse and breathing did the same. He felt like he was meeting his destiny any moment. These two ladies changed his life so much already. The anticipation of being at her apartment, was causing his heart to just about stop.
Then Fitz got a look at Emmalynn as she rounded the corner. Fitz knelt down and Emmalynn saw Sadie realizing that it was him with her favorite bedtime friend. Emmalynn ran into his arms, surprising Abby. Right when he saw Olivia begin to slide across the floor, Emmalynn yelled "FIZ!"
The moment their eyes met, it was all over. It didn't matter that her friend was there, or that his agents were behind him. All he saw was Olivia. The smile and elation he felt just seeing her again, made his heart gain wings, and fly in the clouds. She looked beautiful in her bedtime clothes. She had on light blue silk pants, a tank top and a long sweater.
Olivia froze dead in her spot unable to move or say anything. She was in total shock that the Leader of the Free World was at her door, holding her daughter's stuff animal and her child his arms. He looked handsome before but now, my lord, he looked even better. He had on a pair of dark pants, dark sweater, with a shirt underneath. His sweater was light weight and showed every curve on his arms, and chest. She was dying to reach out and rub her hand across his chest. He was holding a light weight jacket in his other hand.
"HI," Fitz finally said to Olivia, hoping she wouldn't tell him to leave. He waited, unable to breath, for her to respond. The smile on his face grew bigger as he watched her eyes grow from large to small just staring at him.
"HI," she finally squeaked at him, unable to say anything else.
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The "DA-POTUS" Effect….
"Olivia," Fitz said to her.
"Mr. President," Olivia could barely get out. Her voice was shallow like she couldn't breathe.
"Liv," Abby said. Olivia and Fitz were still staring wide eyed at other as if they were the only two in the room.
"Livy!" Abby said this time, trying to get her attention.
"Olivia," Abby said to her. Olivia still did not respond. She was still staring at Fitz in complete shock.
Fitz whispered to Emmalynn, "Sweetheart, I think I totally left your mom speechless."
Emmalynn giggled at him, and said "Yup."
Abby then stood in front of her and said "Woo-who…," waving her arms and hands. Tom, Fitz and Emmalynn totally cracked up behind her.
"What's so funny?" Abby said to all three of them.
"Mummy lost her voice!" Emmalynn said.
"She's lost more than that. Emmy can you have the President put you down and come see me for a minute darling."
Fitz put her down and Emmalynn went over to Abby. Abby then asked her to go and grab something out of the kitchen for her. Emmalynn knew exactly what it was, and did what she was asked, taking Sadie along for the walk. Fitz stood there leaning against the door frame with his hands in his pockets.
Olivia still didn't say another word. She literally had no words at the moment. She tried to think of something to say to him, but nothing was coming in her brain. The tension in the room was so great, that if something wasn't done, someone was going to explode. Abby couldn't believe the chemistry she was feeling there standing in between them. She felt HOT herself, being in the same room with her best friend and the Leader of the Free World.
Emmalynn came back into the room and gave Abby what she asked for. Fitz eyes widened wondering what the heck she was going to do with what Emmalynn handed her. She walked up beside Olivia who was still staring at Fitz. She jumped in front of her one more time saying "Woo-whooo," but got no response.
Abby then took the basting brush that Emmalynn gave her and wacked Olivia right on the ass in front of Fitz, Tom and Emmalynn.
Olivia jumped in shock and said, "OUCH! WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR ABIGAIL!"
"Because Olivia Carolyn Pope, every attempt I took before now to get your attention didn't work. Your eyes have been locked on to HIS baby blue over there. I've only been trying to do so since you first saw President McDreamy."
Fitz stood up a little straighter. Tom actually had to back up and let out his laugh behind Fitz.
"President McDreamy? Seriously! Miss that is not my name." Fitz told Abby a whole lot of embarrassed.
"Abby that is not his name. I know you know who this is." Olivia said to Abby.
"Yes Liv, I know who this is. Of course I do. I may not have voted for him, but I know that this is the President of the United States. But I would like to know why is he here at your front door, with Sadie, and Emmalynn knows him!"
Olivia then heard Tom outside say to the other agent, "I told you Sir that she was going to freak!"
Olivia heard him and said "Agent Stanton, would you come here please," glaring at Fitz.
Tom came to the doorway and stood by Fitz. "Ma'am?"
"You would be willing to pick a switch for the President right?" Olivia asked Tom. Fitz turned and looked at Tom.
"Ma'am?" Tom asked her.
Abby looked on in shock. Olivia then walked up to him. She was only a few feet away from Fitz who was now leaning against the wall.
"Tom, isn't it. If I you HAD to, you would pick a switch for the President right?" Olivia asked him again.
"Yes Ma'am." Tom said to her, then looking at his boss. Fitz was shaking his head 'no' but Olivia glared at him and he stopped.
"Good, because if you don't I'll make sure I pick the biggest one I can find and use it on both of you. Do you understand?"
"Absolutely." Tom said to her, fearing that she may actually hit him.
"Good, next time warn me before you bring HIM this way again. I don't want Cyrus Beene having a heart attack dying and going to hell. IF he dies I'll know he'll try to take it over from the Devil." Fitz was trying really hard not to lose it.
"Good, now that's settled." She then turned to Fitz, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE! You can't be here. If anyone had seen you coming here!"
"Mummy bad word." Emmalynn said to her.
"Sorry pumpkin." Olivia said to her daughter.
"Olivia, no one saw me. Emmalynn left Sadie in the motorcade. The agents were cleaning it out, and found her. She was brought to up to me and I knew she wouldn't be able to sleep without her. I couldn't let Emmalynn sleep without Sadie." Fitz told her flashing his best smile, hoping to get on her good side.
Olivia was just shocked that he did it himself. "You didn't have to bring her yourself, Mr. President. You could have sent Sadie with an aid or agent. This is a risk you didn't have to take. My daughter and I are not worth your safety."
Fitz walked right up to her, looking down into the most beautiful eyes he's ever gazed into, and said, "But then I wouldn't have gotten to see you again Olivia. You're worth the risk and more." Fitz blurted out, right in front of Abby.
Abby placed her hand over her mouth, and looked at Olivia mouthing "Holy crap."
Olivia stumbled back realizing what he just told her. She then reached forward and pulled Fitz into her apartment with Tom, shutting the door behind them. "Do you two know how much trouble you can get into if ANYONE knows that the President of the United States is not in the Residence where he belongs? Are you two out of your minds? How in the heck did you convince them to bring you over here? I gave you my number not my address."
Fitz couldn't help but smile at her. Her eyes were filled with such passion. Her breathing was labored causing her chest to rise and fall, beneath her white tank top. He couldn't help but look down and get glimpses of her cleavage as she breathed. Olivia became conscious as to what he was looking at every so often and pulled her sweater closed even madder at him. Fitz blushed realizing that he was caught checking her chest out. He titled his head, and raised his eyebrows at her. He bit his lip then showed her his best politician smile.
Abby then said, "You gave him your number. Olivia how did you two meet? I didn't know that you knew the President."
"Crap," Olivia said.
"I met Olivia this afternoon on the way to our god-child's christening. Ella, Cyrus's daughter is our god-child. Her car broke down on the side of the road and I lent her a hand. She road with me to the ceremony and back to the White House for the Reception. I even had her car repaired so now it's better than new." Fitz finished.
Olivia then backed up, and Emmalynn said, "Mummy go in time out now."
"Emmalynn," Olivia said to her in total shock.
Abby was looking at both Fitz and Olivia. She then realized everything her best friend told her was about the President of the United States. He was Ella's god-father. The same man Olivia was swooning over not that long ago. IT all made sense now.
"You're Ella's god-father Mr. President?"
"Yes Miss," Fitz stopped.
"Oh I'm sorry, I'm Abigail Whelan. Liv's best friend, who she best starting explaining things too real quick."
Fitz outstretched his hand, and they shook hands. "I see you met Agent Tom Stanton already."
"Um yes. Nice to meet you. Oh sorry about calling you 'Lover Boy." Now Abby was embarrassed.
"It's fine Ma'am," was all Tom said back. "Sir I'll be right outside. Let us know when you're ready to head back."
Fitz nodded and thanked him. "But in answering your question I am Ella's god-father. Olivia and I had never met until today."
Abby without thinking about what came out of her mouth next, she screamed, "You called the President of the United States DELICIOUS!" Fitz took a step back, gulped, blushed about ten shades of red. He felt himself become more embarrassed than he's ever been in his entire life. He's been called many things in his life, but 'delicious' was not one of them. Tom and the other agent heard it from outside the door, and broke out laughing.
"ABIGAIL!" She took the spoon out of her hand, and wacked her with it this time. "You weren't supposed to say that in front of him. Filter." Olivia was so mortified that she had to leave the room, and quick.
She looked over at Fitz, who looked like he needed some cool air and a drink. She imagined that when he came by, this was not the encounter he was hoping for.
Olivia finally gathered herself to ask, "Emmy honey, how about you and the President take a seat over there on the sofa. I think one of your 'Sophia the First' books is over there. Why don't you show it to him? Remember he's never seen Sophia before, it may be a good idea to show it to him."
Emmalynn looked at her mom and said, "Otay." She walked right past Abby, taking Fitz's hand in her own. "Come, sit with me. Mummy gonna make Auntie Abby pick a switch."
Fitz laughed quietly to himself, and said, "Emmy I would love to see Sophia. Your mom said earlier that I can learn a few things from her." He looked right at Olivia as he walked by. He reached out his hand to graze her, but she moved just out of his reach.
Olivia then grabbed Abby and dragged her down the hallway. She closed the door to her bedroom and leaned against the door with Abby in front of her. Abby stood there with her arms crossed waiting for her best friend to explain herself. Olivia finally relented and told her everything that happened between them earlier in the day. She even told Abby how she met Mellie.
"You told off the First Lady too!" Abby said to her in disbelief.
"Yes. But she was being mean and horrible to the President in front her own children and Emmalynn. I would have stay in the car like he asked but Emmy had to use the bathroom."
"Geez Liv, I am speechless. Shit girl, you have the President of the United States wrapped around your little finger. You have the most Powerful Man on the Planet, weak in the knees for you."
"I do no…" she tried to say.
"You do to and you know it. The leader of the free world brought over your daughter's stuffed PINK elephant himself. He more than likes you Olivia. And you like him. I've never seen you look at a man the way you look at him. Jeepers Creepers what are you going to do?"
"I don't know. I am not ready to date Abby you know that. He's not even divorced yet. I can't get into a social situation with the Leader of the Free World."
"Oh come on Liv. If he wasn't the President, you would give him the chance. I know you would. That has nothing to do with it and you know it Liv?" Olivia was going to say something else to her but Abby interrupted her again.
"Abby I just don't know. I'm not ready for anything. Ever since Emmy's dad…you know…" she stopped herself.
"I know Livy, but you don't know if you don't try. Don't think of him as the POTUS just think of him as 'Fitz."
"How come you can say his first name so easily and I can't. I think I rather call him President McDreamy."
Now both of them started to giggle. "Well he OBVIOUSLY likes you, and Emmy adores him already. Takes things slow. Lord knows you both need some happiness. Now I am getting out of here so you can have alone time with DA-POTUS over there."
"DA-POTUS?" Olivia asked her. "What the heck does that mean?"
"Delicious-Ass-President-Of-The-United-States, of course. You are the one that called him that."
"Abigail Rebecca Whelan! Yes but you weren't supposed to tell him." Olivia said to her, tackling her. They both fell on the bed laughing.
Fitz and Emmalynn heard the laughing. "Emmy what's going on in there?"
"Auntie being silly with Mummy." Emmalynn told him.
Fitz smiled to himself and him and Emmalynn continued to look at the Sophia book. Emmalynn explained to him everyone in the book. Abby and Liv came out and saw them huddled on the couch together. Olivia smiled and noticed how they just "fit" just right. Abby told her, "Emmy's giving him a chance, now it's your turn."
Olivia pushed her and then Fitz and Emmalynn saw the ladies coming down the hall. Abby stopped and Emmalynn came to her and gave her a hug.
"You behave for President Grant and Mummy now okay. I'll see you tomorrow." Abby told her.
"Yes Ma'am." Emmalynn backed away and went back to Fitz on the couch.
"It was a pleasure to meet you Sir." Abby told Fitz.
"You too Miss Whelan. I hope to see you again."
Abby smiled and gave Olivia one more hug. "Something tells me you will Sir. Have fun and give me details in the morning," Abby said to her.
Olivia pinched her and she was gone.
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Goodnight Moon by "Fiz"
Olivia closed the door and leaned against it, and closed her eyes. She took in a breath, and then heard Emmalynn get up and come to her with Fitz in tow.
"Mummy, otay?" Emmalynn asked her.
"Oh yes pumpkin, I'm fine. Mummies head is just…," looking at Fitz who was now leaning on the back of her couch, "well I'm just…."
"Your head mushy gooshy."
Fitz smiled at both of them. "Yes baby it is 'mushy gooshy'. Come let's get your story and get you ready for bed."
"Mummy, Fiz read it too?"
"Um, if he wants to sweetie it's okay with me." Olivia then said, looking at him.
"Sure Em, what are we reading?" Fitz asked her.
Olivia then told her to run to her room and get the book. Emmalynn went down to her room and brought out Goodnight Moon, her favorite bedtime story. She handed the book to Fitz and he told her that Jerry and Karen loved this book when they were little too. He used to read it to them all the time.
Emmalynn's eyes glowed in delight. She took Fitz by the hand and led him back to the couch and sat down. Fitz wrapped his arm around her and Olivia sat in another chair. She watched for a few moments her little girl making the President of the United States melt instantly. She saw no worries, or fears in his eyes or face. She just so contentment.
Miss Emmalynn realized her mom was in the other chair. She said to her, "No Mummy. You sit with us. Fiz don't have coo-wee's."
Olivia broke out laughing. Fitz had no idea what he just said. "I don't have what," he asked Emmalynn.
"No Coo-wee's right?" Emmalynn said again. Now Olivia was really laughing. She sat down next to Emmalynn, touching her little girls face, and giving her special kisses. Fitz looked on and smiled.
"No Emmy honey." Olivia then gave her daughter a hug. She then looked at Fitz and said, "President Grant does NOT have cooties."
Fitz let out a laugh now. He nudged Emmalynn and told her, "No I don't have cooties but I do have superpowers," lowering his voice looking at Olivia was such intensity that she thought was about to faint.
Olivia leaned her head back and just looked at him. "Really now Mr. President, you have superpowers. Now this I just have to hear."
"I do ladies. I can make flowers appear from out of nowhere. Rescue damsels in distress. Change a flat tire and not get my shoes or expensive suit dirty. I can get rid of cooties with a kiss and tickle." He then scooped Emmy up in his lap and tickled and kissed her to death making her giggle.
He then continued, shifting his piercing eyes to Olivia "I can become Prince Charming on a whim. But most of all," inching closer to Olivia, stretching his fingers out to touch her hair. Her eyes were now the size of saucers, "I make the best homemade pancakes ever."
"That's your best superpower, making POTUS Pancakes. Seriously?"
"POTUS Pancakes," he let out a huge laugh again. "Well I have others but they only emerge when little princesses are asleep. Plus I've heard my pancakes are "delicious." His voice darkened and Olivia felt herself becoming increasing nervous and flustered. She had this bubbling feeling in her stomach that was growing.
Olivia bit her lip, knowing he was referring to what Abby said she called him. She shook her head and in attempt to calm herself down. "Okay Little Miss, let's read this book and get you to sleep."
Fitz kept his arm outstretched on the back of the couch, waiting to see if she would scoot next to him. Emmalynn then reached over, from Fitz's lap, and pulled her Mom over into Fitz's arms. The entire "yank" over, their eyes were locked onto the others. Olivia didn't want to be 'this' close to him, but there was no use protesting.
She then felt Fitz's hand, and then arm rest against her. He placed his arm lazily behind her and she felt herself jump. Emmalynn the wiggled herself that she could sit on both their legs, with Goodnight Moon in her lap. Fitz then placed his other hand to help Emmalynn sturdy the book. Olivia did the same on the other side. Fitz and Olivia then took turns reading pages of the story out loud to her.
Throughout the story, they would steal glances at the other, with Emmalynn looking on. She leaned back resting her head securely on both her Mum and Fitz. By the time she they read the last page that said, "Goodnight Noises Everywhere," the little girl was out. The adults closed the book and Olivia placed it on the other side of her. Olivia placed her hand on Emmalynn's and Fitz reached out and touched hers.
His hand felt warm and inviting. His touch was soft, and sensual. He ran his fingers over the top of hers and felt everything in his world shift even more into focus. He began to lace his fingers with hers. He kept gazing into her eyes, not wanting to let her go. She initially wanted to pull her hand away but then she looked up into his eyes and stopped. She said to him "She's out."
"It appears that way," he whispered back to her.
She then moved her hand away and tried to slide out from underneath Emmalynn. The little girl felt her Mum wiggle out, and turned herself onto Fitz. Fitz heard her let out a sigh, and nuzzle into his chest.
Olivia looked at him and smiled. "She's thinks you're quite comfortable."
Fitz smirked at her and said back, "You care to see for yourself." He then raised his eyebrows at her waiting for a response. To hold her like this would be a dream come true.
Without missing at beat, and with Olivia beginning to bend down to scoop her up, she said him "In your dreams President McDreamy. Make yourself at home, I'll be right back."
Fitz was so taken back at that statement he didn't reply at first. He leaned forward and Emmalynn fell into her mother's arms. Olivia started to walk away when she heard him say, "I'll be dreaming of you from this moment on Olivia."
She stopped, and turned her head to look at him. She shook her head vigorously and continued to walk Emmalynn to her room. She mouthed to herself, "Oh my god," with her eyes practically coming out of her head. Fitz watched her with the biggest smile on his face. He then got up and walked around her living room.
The first thing he noticed was the amount of light colors and white. From the furniture, to the walls, just about everything had white. Even the perfect bouquet of orchids she had on her table were white. It's the purest color in the world, and now it had a whole new meaning for him. Anytime he saw white from now on, he would think of Olivia.
Then he saw the piano in the corner of the room, toward the back windows. He walked back to it and saw pictures gracing its top cover. He saw one of her with Emmalynn and Cyrus and James. Then another with he was assuming it was her parents and family. Then there was another of her "very" pregnant standing in front of a window. Her hands were placed over her belly and she was looking down upon it, smiling.
The sun was setting and in the photo and was showing just about the tip of her "bump." This image gave her and angelic quality. Her skin was glowing on all levels. He saw golds, oranges, yellows, and where the light hit her just right, white. He had never seen a more perfect pose of someone so beyond beautiful pregnant before. He was about to grace it with his hand, when there was another shot that snapped his attention away.
He turned to see a picture of Olivia, with a man in a Marine Dress Uniform, with a very small Emmalynn in his arms. He probably was over 6 feet, blond, with light hazel eyes. Emmalynn was in a long white baptism gown. It was the same gown that Ella had worn today. He saw no sadness in her eyes, and the couple looked happy. Fitz tried to make out a name in the uniform but he could read it. He was sure this must be Emmalynn's father, but wondered where he is now. Olivia then came out and saw him looking at this photo.
She took in a deep breath and said to him, "You can ask you know."
Fitz turned to face her now. "Oh," he said startled, "I was just, I mean, looking at your pictures on the piano."
Olivia smiled at him and walked towards him. She took in a deep breath and said "This one if my favorite too." She said picking up shot of Emmy's baptism. "Emmalynn looks adorable in the antique gown that I wore, and that Ella wore today."
Fitz then noticed how she graced the face of her dad. She still loves him, he thought to himself but where is he. She could feel the tears in her eyes and placed it back on the piano. She walked to the window and looked out into the DC skyline. Fitz then walked over to her, and leaned against the other side of the window.
"Are you okay?"
"Yah, just a long day, that's all." She turned to look at him now. "Why did you come by here? I mean really. You could have sent Sadie with someone else. If you were seen by anyone, the replications could get you into serious trouble with more than just Cyrus. Why are you here?"
Fitz placed his hands in his pockets and thought about his next words. He took in a breath and said, "It was my chance to get out of the White House and feel normal. Living in that bubble 24 hours a day, 7 days a week is exhausting. I never get to be just me. I just wanted to feel normal. For a little while I wanted to feel that I am not the President of the United States. I wanted to feel like a normal average guy like everyone else. I want to be just Fitz Grant."
Olivia's heart was breaking for him at that moment. She got closer to him and placed her hand on Fitz's cheek. It startled him at first, not expecting her reach out to him. She said, "You're normal to me," in the softest and purest voice. She then started to rub her thumb across his cheek. Her hand was soft, and dainty. Her touch soothed his fears, doubts and worries he carried with him day to day. She then walked forward and did the same to the other cheek. It was the most relaxing touch he's ever experienced in his whole life.
"I am," Fitz asked her totally surprised.
Olivia sensed his surprise in her statement and told him why. "Being President of the United States is not who you are. That is your job and it's an important one. But the man I got to see today, and was just as normal as I am. Right here, right now, I don't see the President of the United States."
"You don't?"
"No I don't. I see a man who loves his two children and this country more than anything in the world. I see a man who will do anything to protect his kids from harm, even from their own mother. But most of all I see a man, who leads this nation with a heart of gold. You are the President, but that is not what defines you. Being a great father to your children, and having them look to you for guidance and love, is what makes you the perfect choice to lead this nation. That is makes you who you are. That is what I see. I see you, the real you. And you, are about as normal as they come."
Fitz wanted to say something else to her but he just stood there in amazement. This woman was incredible. Just being around her made him feel things that he didn't think were possible. He had been looking for someone like her his entire life. Now that he finally found her, he didn't' want to ever leave. He looked down at her in a way that made her melt.
They stood there like this for a few moments. His breathing slowed down and hers followed. Their eyes totally lost in the others, not willing to break contact. With her hands were on his face, and he stepped forward and reached out to pull her into his embrace. She saw him and dropped her hands and pulled away.
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More than just "superpowers"….
She saw him smirk at her, and blushed. He stepped closer to her again, and she finally asked him, "Are you hungry?"
"What?"
"It's not a trick question Mr. President. Are you hungry or not?" Olivia asked him again with her arms crossed, staring at him.
"Sure a little, why," he asked her beyond curious.
She stared to walk away from him and then he moved to her spot by the window. "Well, I was hoping you could show me some of your superpowers."
Fitz gulped and was processing in his mind which one she was referring to. He lowered his voice and waltzed right up to her. "Which one are you referring to? I mentioned a few of them earlier."
She stepped into his 'space' and said, "Well you did say you make the best pancakes," she let her voice get higher, letting her train of thought linger a moment.
"I did."
"It's obvious that your superpowers worked. Now you have me curious how well the Leader of the Free World can cook. Are you up for the challenge?" Her voice was seductive, and alluring.
"Miss Pope I have found out that after meeting you today, I am always UP for a challenge." The way he was looking at her. The way he just dropped his voice, made this aching in feeling in her stomach that she had been fighting, even more intense. She had not felt anything like this in so long.
"Well," she put out her hand for him, "let's see what your made of then." She paused, winked at him said, "Mr. President," in this sultry tone.
Fitz swallowed hard, took her hand. The way she just said "Mr. President" was so sexy. He walked right up to her. She led him into the kitchen. The entire way she could feel his eyes on her. His hand that was laced in with hers was perfect. She felt him rub his thumb in the palm of her hand. His touch is so tender, velvety, affectionate, and welcoming. It made her not fear him but yet a part of her remained guarded.
Once they hit the kitchen, she dropped his hand. He asked her where the bathroom was so he could freshen up. She showed him and off he went. While he was gone she attempted to get things that he would need. She got out her flat grill, a ladle, and spatula. She did not know the ingredients, but put the flour and milk out on the kitchen island just in case.
She then opened the cabinet to get a bowl. "Figures it's on the top shelf," she grimaced. "And the stool is in the bathroom that he's in, urgh."
Olivia hopped onto the counter in an attempt to reach the bowl. She got on her knees because sitting down she was still not tall enough. She reached up to grab the glass bowl and voiced, "there's never someone tall around when the freaking need them."
"Oh I beg to differ on that one Olivia," Fitz said to her. He was right behind her. He reached his hand up to meet hers on the bowl she was after. Their hands touched sending a heightened level of intensity through them both. His body was pressed against hers, and all she could smell was his spicy, cinnamon cologne.
She turned her head and looked into his eyes. "Thanks," she said.
Fitz backed up very little and looked her over from behind. Olivia watched his eyes dart up and down her body in her pajamas. The shear force from his blue eyes, was making her body do things that she didn't think were possible. To ease the moment she said, "What's the matter? Haven't you seen a woman on a counter before Mr. President?"
He backed up some so she could turn and sit down in front of him. Her silk pajamas were calling out to his hands to place them on the top of her legs and rub them up and down. He placed his hands in his pockets and refrain himself from doing it. She tried to close her legs or move them but he was already to close. He took a huge breath and said to her, "Mr. President, I think we're past that don't you."
She shrugged her shoulders at him and let out a small nervous laugh. Before Olivia could jump off Fitz said to her, "Wait, can you stay right there for a minute. I have something for you."
She gave him a mystifying look, wondering what in the world he could have for her. "Sure," she said and he walked into the living room. He came back and with something in his pockets. He then asked her to close her eyes for him.
"Why," she asked him.
"Because I am asking you to trust me, and it's a surprise," Fitz told her flashing his best prize winning smile.
"I don't like surprises."
"Trust me you'll like this one." He took one step forward. "Now Close. Your. Eyes," he told her forcibly.
She made a funny face at him and did so. Olivia then heard him reach into his pockets and take what was ever in them out. She heard his shoes make the "click" nose on her floor as he stepped more into her space. Each step he took into her space, he paused, causing her heart to race even more in her chest. The anticipation was killing her not being in control of what he was doing. She then felt him place something around her neck and another thing in her hand. She moved her fingers around and but couldn't not place what the object was.
Fitz whispered to her, "You can open your eyes now." He still stayed extremely close to her. He then leaned on the counter next to her. Olivia opened her eyes, and saw him standing on the side there right next to her. She looked down to the object that was in her hand and neck. It was white and in the shape of a credit card. She saw The White House logo on them and inspected them further.
She gasped for air, when she realized the names that were written on them. "Holy Crap, are these what I think they are?"
Fitz then had the biggest grin on his face. "You tell me. Read it," nudging her slightly.
She picked both objects in her hands, including the one that was around her neck. With a smile that she had not shown anyone in such a long time she read to him. "These are hard passes to access the White House anytime Emmalynn and I want to. We can come and go anytime and as much as we want without an appointment. All we have to do is show these to the guard and we're in. You gave my daughter and I unlimited access," she finally got out in shock and with tears in her eyes.
Before Olivia could stop them from falling, a tear fell down her cheek. She looked up at Fitz and couldn't believe that he was giving these to her. She then squeaked out, "You have done so much for me and my little girl today. Why this? Why now?"
He turned his body to face hers, still leaning on the counter next to her. "Because I want you and Emmy to be able to come and visit Cy, Jerry, Karen" he paused, and he placed the tips of his fingers on her face to wipe her happy tears away, "and me. I hope you will as much as you want. I hope you use these Olivia. Please use these. I want to see you and Emmy again."
She couldn't say anything back to him. She just stared at him totally spellbound. She finally muttered out to him, "Are you real?"
Fitz beamed at her and said, "Yes Livy I am real. I am as real as they come. This is real. Now you will come and see me right?" The hope in his voice and glimmer she was seeing in his eyes was incredible. He looked like a kid on Christmas morning opening his presents, waiting for that special gift he always hoped for.
"Yes," she barely got out. She turned and threw her arms around his neck and hugged him, startling Fitz for a moment. The force of her weight on him almost sent him off the counter. He felt her shed more tears as she placed her head on his shoulder. She laid her head there on him, and Fitz wrapped her up in his arms. My word did she feel incredible. It was like she had been made to be in his arms.
He engulfed her in his embrace and rubbed her back up and down. She was still crying and he placed his head in her neck breathing her in. He told her "Shh," but she was still crying on him. Olivia finally pulled herself up with her arms wrapped his neck still. She was embarrassed because she could not believe that she just threw herself in his arms like that. She then placed her hands on his chest and finally looked up his eyes. Her lips were quivering just being in his arms. She never did something that before. The reality of meeting him today and everything he has done for her and Emmalynn hit her even more.
"You didn't have to get these for us, you know. You fixed my car. The pink roses you gave us. You bringing Sadie here yourself too, risking your safety. I have no words," she told him still with tears running down her face. "Why would you do all this for me and my little girl? You hardly know me."
He moved his hands off her back and cupped her face. He wanted to tell her that he was falling for her but he figured that it would freak her out. The only thing he could say to her was, "Because you and Emmalynn gave me something today to."
She shook her head at him and said, "What could we have given you? You're the most powerful man in the world. What could we have given you that you didn't already have?"
"You both made me feel normal and that I'm not the President. You both make me feel like I am just 'Fiz," causing Olivia to laugh, because that is what Emmalynn calls him.
She gradually pulled herself out of his arms and jumped off the counter. Fitz immediately wanted her back in them again. In fact he never wanted to let her go. She motioned for him to come over to the kitchen island and he told her everything he needed to make pancakes. He threw them together fairly quickly and she turned the grill on.
Once the pancakes were made, they both ate at her kitchen island. She teased him that his pancakes were great but her "pumpkin" ones were better. He smiled back at her and told her he would love try them one day. She smiled back at him and said "We'll see." Not too much was said after that but they did swap stories about Cyrus. But the things that were not being said between them were enough.
Fitz then helped her clean up and they went into the living room. She looked at him and the time. It was almost midnight. She had lost the track of him since Emmalynn went to bed. "It's getting late. You should probably get going."
He walked over and grabbed his jacket off the chair. He turned to her before he put it on. "One Minute," he asked her in a pleading voice.
"One Minute," she said back motioning him to sit on the couch. He sat down and outstretched his arm, hoping against all odds that she would sit with him, so he could hold her.
Fitz raised his eyebrows, remembering what Emmalynn said earlier. "I don't have coo-wee's" you know," causing Olivia to shake her head at him and snicker. She then looked over at the piano to Emmalynn's baptism photo. She glanced back at Fitz who was watching her suspiciously.
"Olivia?"
"One sec," she said and walked over to grab the picture and brought it back with her. She looked down at Fitz, then she graced the marine's face. She smiled sadly and sat down next to him. She knew he wanted to know about Emmy's dad but could she tell him. Something told him that she could trust him, but could she trust herself.
Fitz sensing her anguish, scooted closer to her, turning his body so that he could face her. "You don't have to tell me anything. It's okay," he whispered.
She placed the photo down in her lap, and could feel her eyes beginning to water. "Emmalynn was six weeks old when this was taken at her baptism. This is when her and Dad and I were happy, before," she stopped.
"Before," Fitz tenderly questioned, encouraging her to go on, if she was able to. He slid his hand on top of hers, that was holding onto the photo.
"Before he deployed to Afghanistan. We had her baptized the day before he left so he could see her, and be with her and I. She was his everything. Her and I both were. We were supposed to get married after his tour was over." She could feel herself starting to shake. Fitz placed his hand on her back moving it up and down. His touch was calming her to continue.
"Hey it's okay. You don't have to say anything else Livy. It's fine," he told her in the sweetest voice in the world.
She looked at him. Her brown eyes, looking into his blue calm ones. "No, I know you're wondering where he is now aren't you. I know you've been wanting to ask me about him since you heard me sing Amazing Grace to Ella and the kids. I know you almost came after me when you saw me take off after I finished the song."
"I did but Cy told me that you were okay. That you needed space."
"Yes, but," she stopped "I know you want to know why he's not with us now."
"Liv," he said feeling her pain.
Then with tears coming out of her eyes she uttered, "Emmalynn's dad isn't with us because he was….because he d…he was kil…" She placed her hand over her mouth almost unable to say the words to him. She starting shaking her head "back and forth" unwilling to believe still that he was gone.
Fitz knew it an instant what she couldn't say. Emmalynn's father was killed in Afghanistan. He just knew that what's happened without her having to tell him. "I'm so sorry," he told her, with tears beginning to form. She nodded her head and slid herself over to him, into his arm, and laid her back against it. She felt him place his head down on top of her own, with their eyes looking at each other.
She turned her body, slid her arm underneath his back, and threw her other arm over his chest, draping is lazily across his stomach, reaching the other side of his rib cage. She felt him let out a breath. He brought his other arm around her to pull her closer to him. His other arm then rested on her back, assisting him and pulling her into his chest, telling her with his arms that she was going to be okay. That he was going to there for her and Emmalynn.
"He left us all alone. He left me alone to raise our little girl," she whimpered out, into his sweater. He could hear her squeaks and could feel his own heart breaking for her. He just wanted to take all her pain away and shield her and Emmalynn from harm. He would do anything to protect them. She nuzzled her face into his chest and breathed him in.
"It's okay," Fitz told her, "I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. You have me. You and Emmalynn will always have me. Okay?" The implications of these words scared her and comforted her at the same time. They had only just met but he was making her feel the safest she's felt in a long time.
Olivia looked up and saw Fitz gazing down at her. She smiled through her tears, and shook her head 'yes." No one said a word after that. They both closed their eyes, not caring about the time, place or what was happening around them. Each breathed in sync, knowing that this is where they were supposed to be, together. Their breathing slowed down and both their bodies relaxed completely.
Then they both heard, "Mummy, wake up."
Olivia and opened her eyes, not realizing where she was or the time. "Hey Em, why are you awake honey? Are you okay?"
"Yes Mumma. Why Fiz here? The sun is awake."
Olivia then lifted her head up, and saw Fitz looking at her awake now. They looked outside, still holding onto the other, but sitting up. She smirked at him and both let out a silly laugh.
He reached and touched her face. "Morning," Fitz told her, winking at her. She snuggled into his hand, letting his touch making her melt again.
"Morning," Olivia told him back. Then it registered what she just said. "MORNING!"
Her eyes widened, and Olivia gasped for air. She looked at the clock. Olivia saw the time, turned to him and said to in shock "Twenty- Three People !"
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HOLY FITZ and 23 People is right! Yes I just left you there. I am so mean. I truly hope you enjoyed this LONG chapter. IT's my longest to date. I started writing and couldn't stop. But I hope you didn't cry too much at the end about Emmy's dad. I actually cried when I wrote it. My heart aches for her and to see Fitz be there for her is amazing. And for her to let him, whoa. But anymore info on WHO he is will have to wait. And she hasn't said "Fitz" yet either. Sorry pumpkins…not yet.
Anywho, Fitz used his "superpowers" in making pancakes and to top it off he spent the night. They didn't intend for that to happen but I'm writing this so oh well. Holy Mother of God!
The next chapter will be fun…promise. Oh and will Miss Emmy spill the beans to anyone that "Fiz" spent the night. Read on and see.
Leave me pumpkin seeds cuz they make me smile and do the "pumpkin" dance. The more reviews I get the happier I am. They truly make my writing worth wild.
Peace, Pumpkins and Peaches….Me's