Olivia:
My phone was ringing. I looked at my phone sitting on the coffee table. It was Fitz. I rolled my eyes and sat back in the couch, picking up my wine glass as I leaned back. It was sent to voicemail but immediately after he called again. I ignored it. He's so persistent. I heard a knock on my door. The nerve! I got up and looked through the peep hole. Fitz was standing with a big grin on his face as he fixed his tie. The confidence in his stance was intimidating. I opened the door with a straight face. "Liv! You know I got you that phone to answer, not to ignore." He said stepping ever so closer to me. I stepped back, "Not tonight, Mr. President." He walked into my apartment and stood by the couch. I had no files on my desk, nor did I have my tv on. "Doesn't seem to be a busy night." I closed the door, "Doesn't mean I want you to come into my apartment just for a late night booty call." He moved so that his body was mere centimeters away. "Liv, I would never make you do anything you didn't want to do, you know that." He said tenderly. "How do you know that I want this right now." "There's a specific look in your eyes that gives me a hint, there are so many different looks, this one is my favorite." I rolled my eyes visibly. "Liv...I," he put his hand on my face and put his free hand around my waist. I melted in his arms sighing deeply. Every intention of keeping my composure flew out the window. My arms went around his head as our mouths met with passion. He started unzipping my dress but I stepped back. I turned away and lightly touched my lip. "We shouldn't be doing this, your divorce, it's too risky." He sighed. "We've been doing this for the past four years, the press is just as observant as before if they haven't noticed us yet then who's to say they ever will?" He leaned closer to me. "Anyways in the next year or so I plan on making you my First Lady." He whispered ever so quietly. I grinned. "So what are you saying, Fitz." He smiled, "See you've relaxed, that means you are letting me in, I have to do this every time, but it's so worth it. Everyday, every hour, every... minute I get to spend with you, is like a moment in heaven, and if I have to fight for it I will, until the end of time. I will never stop fighting, so if you don't want me now, then that's ok, I can come back later, I... love you. And you know it, and you've said you loved me too, so I will never forget when you said those words." I blushed and tried to hide it. He lifted his hand and pushed my hair behind my ear and leaned in to kiss my cheek. Before he pulled back he held his face close to mine. His breath smelled of peppermints. I took my chance and kissed him soundly. He welcomed the kiss and slowly turned his head to kiss the other side of my lips. His kisses were amazing, they were mesmerizing. He held my face between his hands as he pushed me lightly against the wall with his body. I started sliding off his dress jacket as he kissed my neck. I tilted my head back exposing more skin on my neck. I ran my hands through his loose curly hair. He came back to kissing me so passionately I almost melted at his touch. Every time we were together I was the best version of myself, but sometimes I just couldn't bear becoming unstable. I'm known as Olivia Pope, the fixer, but when it was just me and him, he was the fixer of my conscious. He was breathing heavily in the anticipation of what was to come of the night. He took his dress jacket off completely. He reached behind my back to unzip my dress as he kissed me deeply. I slid out of my dress and he stood back for a moment. I pulled him closer by his tie. I hadn't been wearing a bra that day so when I took off my dress it revealed all of my exposed skin. I loosened his tie as we kept our grip while kissing. I took it off as he grabbed my waist and hoisted me up so that I was sitting, legs wide on the table against the wall in my dining room. His breath was hot with passion as he started unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his well chiseled chest and defined abs. My arms went around his head as he unbuckled his belt. His lips curved into a smile as I unzipped his pants and started pushing them off his waist. Our lips separated after long passionate kisses, and I opened my eyes to see him gazing over my body then up to my eyes, the whole time he had a huge smile on his face. "It's been 3 months and 4 days since we've been like this, I just want to take my time." I smiled in return. "Then let's not waste time, Mr. President." I said in a seductive tone. "See when you say it like that.." I cut off his train of thought as I brought him into another kiss. I pushed him back so I could stand up. I took his hand and led him to my bedroom. Before he followed me he finished taking off his pants, leaving just his boxer briefs to be discarded later. Before I could finally lead him into the room he grabbed my waist and brought my body close to his. "You're beautiful." He said stepping so that I stepped back as he pushed me towards the bed. He laid me down on the bed and took off his boxer briefs. I grabbed the nape of his neck and pulled him into a kiss. Our tongues fought for dominance as he reached down and slid my thong off. He held my thigh and lifted it as he brought his waist close to mine. My breath hitched as our bodies became one. He leaned over me so that his chest was against mine. After the action of the night I laid beside him with my head on his chest. His left arm was around my shoulders and his other hand was resting on my arm which was extended over his torso. I gazed at his relaxed face, but I knew he couldn't stay all night. He opened his eyes and met my gaze. He sighed deeply. "All I ask is that I get one full night with you, sometime soon this can come true, but for now…" He paused and sat up on the edge of the bed. I came behind him and put my arms around his waist. I leaned my head on his back. "The country needs you bright and early, we can always savor these moments, makes them more significant." He got up off the bed and turned towards me. He smiled. "Too bad there are no vacation days as president. We could spend some time in the… sun." He said leaning towards me to kiss me yet again. I held his face in my hands as I gave him a goodbye kiss. He gathered his clothes from around my apartment and changed into them. He opened the apartment door and I watched him look out into the hallway. I was still in bed, with sheets covering my bare body as he turned back at me and gave a slight grin my direction. His secret service agents had been waiting patiently in the hallway. He stepped out and closed the door behind him, I laid back on the bed and fell into a deep peaceful sleep. I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed, Fitz and I were back on good terms, hopefully I won't do anything to screw it up next time. Most likely he'll push my buttons and something will go down, but for now, I couldn't wait to go to work. I got dressed into a white dress, classy and elegant, I liked to show my clients I was in charge, it was something I liked to call "The White Hat", meaning I had the upperhand in situations. I picked up a ring from off my nightstand. It was a Doux Bebe, a gift from Fitz, it was technically a promise ring but only he and I and a few select coworkers such as Quinn, Abby, Huck, Stephen and Harrison knew about it. Marcus was too new of a recruit to know this. Eventually he would know but that's not at the top of my priorities. I grabbed my purse and walked out of my apartment. I had no visible expression on my face I walked through the lobby of my apartment complex, people stared as if I was the only person walking with a proud ganter. I walked out the door to find paparazzi surrounding the building complex, a typical morning. I walked to my car, successfully getting through and blocking out the questions of the news reporters. One question made me turn around, I had heard a simple question, saying, "Are you the President's mistress?" I looked him in the eye and said, "Do you think the President is dumb enough to risk his position as leader of the free world on a woman?" I turned back around and got into the car. I knew what I just said was wrong, in different ways, but I couldn't raise suspicion. I drove off with the lingering thought that some random journalist found out about us. I pushed it as far back in my mind as I possibly could. I pulled into the parking lot of my company and paused for a minute. I gained my composure like I do everyday and walked in with confidence. Quinn was arguing with Huck I noticed the engagement ring on her finger, Charlie finally asked her. He had asked me permission since Quinn had no father or mother to ask. As soon as he did I knew how perfect he was for her. Despite his rough past, he's changed in a way that's suitable to at least start a normal life, well what was normal for him and Quinn. I intervened in the conversation and calmed Huck down. "Thank you." Quinn said, "Charlie is one lucky guy," I said in return. (Part after in chapter 1 [skipping to when she leaves to go to the White House.]). After a couple hours at the office and a requested visit to the White House by Mellie, I headed out again. I reached the White House gates and parked my car. I got out and walked up the security check in. "Ms. Pope, good to see you again." The guard said, "How's the family?" I asked while still walking, "Doing well, doing well, thank you. Have a great day," He said watching me walk past him. "Right back at you." I said looking back for a second so that he could hear me. He waved. I waved back by putting one hand up and I kept walking. I entered the White House and made my way towards the Oval Office. I heard the person in the desk across from the office calling out to the President "Olivia Pope, Mr. President." "Send her in." I heard his voice saying. I walked into the room and he had a smile on his face. "Close the door, Emily." He said to the lady who introduced me into the room. "Yes, sir." She closed the door as she exited. Fitz started walking towards me. I stood firm in my place. "Mellie said you needed me?" "I always need you." He said taking me into his arms. I cleared my throat and got out of his arms. I walked to the corner by the window behind the Oval Desk. He followed me eagerly. I put my hand behind his head and brought him into a quick embrace. I released him but he came back in for another kiss. We stood there, hiding from the cameras like we had for the past 4 years. We stood close to each other in silence as we took in each other's presence. These moments were sacred, the eye of the world was always prying and our quiet moments were scarce. With the finalizing of the President's and First Lady's divorce, the outside eye was looking closer than ever to discover the truth about the cause of the separation. I pushed him gently away. "We need to slow down, we're getting careless, we can't..." I said putting my hand on his chest. "But we can, Livvie. This is our safe spot we're safe. You don't have to worry, I'm not careless." He said pushing my hair behind my ear. He cupped my face. "I would never jeopardize this, I know my way around." I smiled. "You know we can't do this as often. Not with the re-election on top of Mellie and your divorce. It's not... smart." "Can we please stop talking about my divorce like it's an open wound. It's the best things that's happened to me throughout the entirety of my presidency, if only I had known you before Mellie and I made the arrangements." I sighed, he doesn't know the risk he's putting on himself. If we were seen together there would be no chance of him ever winning the presidential debates. He'll have to be patient if he wants everything to work the way that I've planned. I looked into his blue eyes which were gazing into mine. "My plan is steadfast, we'll have to wait long enough to let America deem you as an eligible bachelor and then that's where I come in." "You know I can be patient. Sometimes I just choose not to." I laughed. "Well I know you choose not to a lot when it comes to things like this." He looked away and smirked. "Who would blame me?" He asked bringing me closer by my waist. I rested my hand on his chest and looked up into his eyes again. I kissed his soft lips one last time before I turned to leave. He grabbed my arm lightly. "Don't go." "You have a world to run." He smirked. He lifted his finger and traced my cheekbone. He backed away slightly and walked around me. He sat in his Presidency chair, the chair every patriot wants to sit in, and crossed his legs and sat, sophisticated as Charlotte, the Oval Office Communicator walked in, announcing the arrival of Mellie. Mellie walked in with confidence as she cane through the doorway. My phone started ringing. It was... Charlie? I answered. "Excuse me, one moment." I said covering the microphone of my phone so that Charlie didn't hear. I walked out of the room and lifted the phone to my ear.(Charlie "went to the bathroom" while him and Quinn were tutoring, and that's when he made this call). "Yes, Charlie? What is it?" He coughed. "Sorry" he said hitting his chest so he could clear his throat. "I wanted to do something special for Rob... er.. Quinn tonight. I have a dinner plan so we were already planning on doing that, but I was thinking maybe we could find a way to sort of have a celebration with all her friends and possibly her brother." He paused, waiting for my answer. "And you needed to call me, why?" "You're Olivia Pope, one of Quinn's closest friends," the name of Quinn didn't roll of his tongue, you could tell he rarely used her name when speaking about her. He continued, "I need someone to arrange it because my ways are definitely different and I don't think it's a smart way when dealing with a family member, I guess." I laughed. "You would be right, with the controversy aside and Hollis Doyle in jail for it I don't think there is any more reason to keep her secluded. People may think it's suspicious when they hear of her connection, but that's what we're here for, a new life is hers for the taking and I think she wouldn't mind if her brother was part of that. I think it would mean a lot." "Will it make her happy?" He asked genuinely. "You really love her, don't you." "I wouldn't be asking you to arrange a dinner for her if I didn't." "Fair enough. Leave it to me, I'll arrange everything and invite everyone, just make sure you're there by 6:15." He hesitated. "Would it really be considered as my gift to her if you did everything?" "Charlie if there's one thing I'm good at it's doing everything, and not taking credit. I promise the credit will be to you, for the sake of the occasion." "Means a lot, Liv, thank you." "Anything I can do for Quinn is like a privilege, if there's anything else you need, I'll do it. Unless of course it's.. B613 related." I said continuing to walk down the hall to the outside door. "Don't act like you don't want to be a big dog, Liv. You've got Command in your blood, you just don't see it. Thanks again, anyway I can repay you I will. See you tonight." "Bye, Charlie." I walked to my car and looked back towards the Oval Office window, I could see Fitz watching me as I opened the car door. My phone rang again as I saw Fitz dial a number into his phone. I answered, since he was watching anyways there was no reason to ignore. "Work." I said simply. "Did I say you could leave?" He asked smirking through the window. There was a glare so I couldn't see his eyes, but I could tell they had the soft wrinkles by the side when he smiled. "I have work, Charlie and Quinn got engag.." "Wait Charlie as in.. B613?" "That's the one, anyways, he's planned a celebration, I guess you could call it, in which I am attending and I am preparing it." "And I'm not invited? What a shame." He shook his head. I turned towards my car. "I have to go." "I'll see you later then." "You can't.." He hung up. I'm off to plan an engagement party I don't need to worry about what will happen later. I got into my car and closed the door. I inserted the keys and turned on the ignition. I drove off towards the office yet again. When I got there I had already called everyone I needed to, and scheduled the reservation. Bryan had become overjoyed in the announcement of his sister's still existence. He had thought she died in the explosion that took place, he would most likely be the first person there, ready to greet his sister, whom he though was dead for the past 4 years. I hurried into the elevator and up to the office. I rushed to my office and picked up a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon, my most expensive bottle of wine. It would be my gift as I did not have time to pick something else up somewhere, and it was fitting enough, for an engagement anyways, the wedding gift would have to be something more. I turned back around and went back to my car. I knew I would be the last one there, as long as Quinn and Charlie were there in time it'd be fine. I pulled up in front of the restaurant and I could see Charlie and Quinn sitting in his car. I got out of my car and walked to the back door, so that Quinn didn't see me entering the building. Everyone was there, now to wait for the couple to walk in.