Chapter 4

A/N: I know I'm making this story really boring by just re-writing what happened in the finale but don't worry, I've written original scenes and we'll get to the good shit soon. Below, you'll find a sneak peek for the next chapter. Enjoy this chapter and happy holidays!

"Jesus Christ Huck! What is the damn hurry? We're in traffic! What do you want me to do? Pick the car up and move it myself?" She rhetorically asked.

"That would be helpful." Huck muttered under his breath

"Why are you in such a rush anyway?"

Huck ignored her question and pointed out that the cars in front of her were starting to move. "The cars are moving."

Quinn focused back on the road. "Finally!" She gasped as began to drive.

"So?" She said to Huck

"So what?" He answered

"Why are you in such a hurry? What's going on?"

"I'm not. Nothing's going on."

"Bullcrap! You've just spent the past 15 minutes trying to get me out of traffic."

Huck glared at Quinn, still thinking about whether he should tell her what was going on with him or not."

"Nothing."

Quinn took her eyes off of him and put them back onto the road. "Okay." she said as she continued driving. About 5 minutes into their journey. Huck started to realise that the route they were taking lead nowhere near his home, which is where Quinn was supposed to be taking him. "This isn't the route to my apartment." He told Quinn.

She ignored him and continued to drive

"Quinn, where are we going?"

Mellie awoke that morning in a state of shock. And the lack of sleep didn't help at all. The revelation from last night had taken such a toll on her, she couldn't even think straight. She hadn't spoken a word to Fitz that morning and completely ignored him for most of it. She had later found herself stood outside Cyrus' office where she then began to fidget and walk in small circles trying to decide whether she should enter or not. She had her both of her hands in a praying gesture and held them both to her forehead, eyes closed and breathing heavily.

The White House – Lincoln Bedroom, the night before

"You look worried, what's the matter Fitz?" She asked looking up at his eyes.

He took his seat next to her and slowly placed his hand on her lap.

"Fitzgerald, I do not have the patience for this just spit it out."

He took in deep breath and continued to look into her eyes. "Mellie, I..."

"WHAT IS IT?!" She said frustratedly.

She finally shook everything off and stormed into Cyrus' office leaving his door wide open.

"He knew! He knew all this time and he didn't...HE KNEW!" She yelled slamming her hands onto his desk.

Cyrus just stared at her perplexed, totally oblivious to what she was talking about. "Mellie? What are you..."

She began heavily breathing and held her hands on her chest trying her hardest to calm herself down. "JERRY! He knew...who killed...Jerry...my baby!" She shouted in a wheezing way in between breaths.

Cyrus rose from his desk chair and walked over to her. "Mellie what are you talking about?"

"He told me who killed Jerry."

"What do you mean? Who killed Jerry" Cyrus asked her.

"Rowan Pope. That's right. Olivia Pope's father killed my son for some sort of sick payback at Fitz for taking Olivia from him. WHAT KIND OF SICK BASTARD DOES THAT?!" She yelled before knocking an ornament off of Cyrus' desk.

"How could I have been so stupid? I want to kill him, I WANT TO KILL HIM WITH MY BARE HANDS." She yelled flailing her fists in the air. "And...it wasn't enough to have my baby killed, he had me kill all of those jurists. And he had the nerve to threaten me with Remington and the affair with the VP..."

Cyrus had stopped listening to a her a little while ago and was currently just pretending he was, but the mention of the Remington mission in the middle of Mellie's angry tirade had him snap back into reality. There was no way he could allow the truth about that mission to resurface.

"Remington? What does he know about Remington?" Cyrus asked her slowly rising up out of his seat.

"Everything! I mean, what are we going to do? This could ruin all of us." Mellie said with concern.

Cyrus rose out of his seat and began to usher Mellie out of his office in a slight panic that he tried to hide "Nothing, I will handle it." He said as he opened the door for her to leave

"Are you sure about this? You don't need anything?" Mellie enquired as she turned around by the doorway to face him.

"Yes! Now go!" He demanded shooing her out of his doorway and she left. He quickly closed the door behind him and rested his back against it. He then ran his hand over his face, stopping it at his mouth and widening his eyes. This situation struck him with so much concern and he knew there was only one thing he could do, and he really didn't want to go through with it. He strolled over to his desk to pick up his phone and make a call.

"We NEED to talk." He said to individual on the other line and left it at that.

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Cyrus had arrived at the Smithsonian with one mission and one mission only, get to the bottom of whatever sinister plan Rowan had in mind and stop it before it got out of hand. He found Rowan sitting by a desk worktop working delicately on what looked like a dinosaur fossil. He was so focused, he hadn't noticed Cyrus' appearance until he spoke.

"Demascus Banbridge? Really?" Cyrus asked him rhetorically

Rowan stopped brushing the delicate fossil and looked up from his work and slowly raised his goggles. He gave Cyrus a sinister smirk. "So, I can't have a sense of humour now."

"But that wasn't funny and you're not funny and never did think you were funny!"

"Don't bite the hand that feeds you Cyrus." Rowan responded turning back to his work.

"Help? You call that stunt you pulled with the First Lady help?"

"Yes, I would call it help, do you know why? That grand jury were going to expose my operation and everybody linked to it. That meant you and the President. I did you a favour, so now you owe me."

Olivia knew what she had to do that morning and now everything was in place, all she had to do was wait for Quinn, Jake and Huck to arrive at the CIA with what she had requested from them the night before. She had been waiting a while, seeing as the three should have turned up half an hour ago but were still nowhere to be seen. She soon spotted the three of them entering the building, Jake with a white filing box in his hand and Quinn and Huck by his side, and she immediately left her seat to go and meet them.

"Is that all of them?" She asked, taking the box out of Jake's hand

"Yeah, even the originals." Jake answered

"Olivia we shouldn't be here." Huck told her with concern

"Yeah I agree with him." Jake responded

"I have a plan" Olivia said

"Yeah, I figured that."

Huck interrupted again. "This is the CIA Liv."

"I'm aware of that."

"It's swarming with B613 agents."

She ignored his warning and gestured for the four of them to move over to the corner.

"He's right Liv, when I was Command, I was in regular contact with agents from here." Jake replied

"But not the director herself."

Quinn butt in. "Wait are you saying.."

Olivia cut her off. "I'm saying, what if the director found out there was a rogue element operating under her nose without her knowledge or approval? The whole reason my father is allowed to proceed with what he does is because so many of the people who's authority he undermines have no idea he exists in the first place, so why not tell them?"

They all took their eyes off of her for a minute to consider this decision. They knew it was risky but it was definitely worth it and they decided to it was the best thing to do.

"Okay, I'm in." Jake answered.

They both looked over at Quinn waiting for her answer. "Well if you're both fine with it them I'm fine with it."

Olivia took a sigh of relief. "Okay, well, they don't need all of us up there to tell them. I'll see you guys later?" She asked referring to Quinn and Huck

"Yeah okay. C'mon." Quinn said to Huck before proceeding to leave the building.

"Good luck Liv"

"Thanks Huck." She looked back over at Jake and he was staring back at her. She could tell he was preparing to say something to her.

"You good?" He asked her with a smile

"Yeah, c'mon let's go up." She responded

She and Jake made their way to the elevator which would lead them to the office. As soon as they stepped off the elevator, they both walked into the head office boldly with the box in hand and placed it onto the conference table looking everyone in the the room in the eye directly before explaining their situation.

After Olivia had explained everything going on with her father and B613, the director of CIA just gave Olivia and Jake a blank stare. "A secret spy organisation operating outside if my jurisdiction and it is run by your father" She rhetorically asked.

"Yes" Olivia boldly answered

"Forgive me but that might be the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard

Olivia turned back to look at Jake and took a deep breath. She then began to pull a file out of the box and she placed it on the table in front of her. "2011, uprising in Yemen, assassination of the president"

"A band of militant students" The director answered

"That was me actually" Jake intervened

Olivia continued to take files out of the box and place them onto the table. "Bombing at the Doncaster hotel in London"

"An Alqueda off shoot" The director answered again with uncertainty

"Wrong again, remember Senator Cromwell? Chairman of Senate Intelligence Committee?" Olivia asked rhetorically

"His plane crashed into the Rocky's, right?"

"After two loads of C4 blew the cockpit wide open" Jake answered her

Olivia continued to take files out of the box and these seemed to be the final two. "Libyan revolution, school shooting in Cherry Hill New Jersey"

"Distraction from the media while the B613 blew up the presidential palace in Kenya." Jake interrupted again.

"Miss Pope..." The director spoke.

Olivia cut her off instantly, knowing the director was about to dismiss everything "B613 is real and judging by the look on your face, I think you already knew that. So my question for you now, is what are we going to do about it?"

Olivia continued to give the director her infamous death glare waiting for an answer from her.

The director had formed concern in her eyes at this point. She continued to stare at Olivia and then used her hands to smooth down her jacket. She took a deep sigh and proceeded to leave the room. "Excuse me."

As soon as she stepped out of her office into the hallway, she was approached by her secretary.

"Excuse me miss? There's a man at reception waiting to see. His name is Cyrus Beene. He says it's urgent." The secretary told her.

"Okay, thank you." She told her.

She went downstairs to find Cyrus Beene hanging around and he gave her a sinister smile and she stormed over to him, trying to bring too much attention to herself and cause a scene in front of everybody there

"Is this why Olivia Pope was being auctioned off? Is this why you were so hell bent on having her killed?"

Cyrus laughed at her question. "She knows nothing but fairy-tales."

"Don't play with me Cyrus, we all know damn well B613 exists but it was supposed to be minor and kills only but this is too far, this is a top secret spy organisation operating behind the CIA's back for God knows how long."

"Apparently 30ish years, that's if it exists, which it doesn't." He answered

The two continued to glare at each other. "Well 'Im putting a stop to it now, this Rowan is going to be arrested and taken down because I wont have it!"

Cyrus walked closer towards her in a menacing way. "Honey, I'm gonna call you honey because I don't know your first name and I don't care, you wanna be reasonable about this because an secret intelligence organisation operating happily and powerfully inside the FBI and CIA, if there was such a thing, it would be like a sleeping bear, wouldn't it be safer to tip toe around the bear? Who's face do you think gets mauled when the bear is poked? I think it might be your face first."

With this threat, the director of the CIA gave Cyrus a worrying look and backed up from him. She returned upstairs to speak with the guards on what to do next. After this, she re-entered the room Olivia and Jake were occupying.

"So what's going on?" Olivia asked as she turned around and noticed a bunch of guards coming along and entering the room along with the Director. One of guards quickly approached her a pulled her out of her seat leading her outside. "Hey! What is happening?" She continued to ask. She then saw them doing the same with Jake. They were both lead out of the building and all they could think about was what the hell was going on. Before she and Jake knew it, they were put in handcuffs and placed in the back of a van.