A/N Hello my dear Olitzers, Gladiators...I hope you're OK after this weeks episode of Scandal. I'm not...Therefore, I wrote and wrote, trying to get that stupid Joke and his rants out of my head. So this loooooong chapter happened. I wasn't sure if I was going to write a flashback to that event ten years ago that Olivia is still mad at Fitz for, but after last nights episode, I needed some steamy Olitz. I hope that the person formerly known as formidable OP makes more sense to you in this story than in season 4 of Scandal! Sorry for this long rant, and for even longer chapter, cos I needed to clarify some things in this story (I don't like plotholes like Scandal writers do ;)

Once again, thank you for all your kind words, reviews and favorites! Please, send me a feedback on this one. Olitz is the endgame of course, but you'll first get a glimpse of why this story is called

"WILD CAT". ;)

Without boring you to death, enjoy sweethearts and follow me on Twitter if you like OoohSuzyQ. PS (I don't own Scandal, Shonda Rhimes does)

Olivia was carefully monitoring the Pope Oil refinery looking for any sign of movement or security guards coming. The coast was clear, but still that didn't make her heart beat any slower and she'd tighten her grip on the sheets she brought like her life depends on it.

At first, she didn't want do this tonight...until Fitz reminded her who she really was deep inside. "Well, fuck you, Fitzgerald Grant!", she grunted, getting more angrier. He first kissed her and made her loose her mind and then phlegmatically commented how her company lost millions of dollars fixing an oil spill!

That evening, just for a split second, she thought he's maybe changed. Now, while her skin was shivering in a cold night outside, her mind was clear. There was no sexual haze in which she fell at that garage with Fitz. Everything in her screamed that Fitzgerald Grant III will always have the mighty dollar as his life priority. He mocked her obligation to another man. He considered her engagement a joke ten years ago, as he does now. A man with no morals!

But, she'd never forget that night. It turned her life into a nightmare.

At that time she was engaged to a guy named Edison she met at a Law School. They've got along pretty good, it wasn't the most passionate relationship in the world, but it worked for both of them. Once they've finished school they had a plan of starting a Law firm and be partners. Olivia was the one with a better financial position, so they used her money. He passed the bar exam at first attempt, but she failed twice. Her next exam was scheduled just three weeks before their wedding. To say she felt tremendous pressure was the understatement of the year...So she went to her friend Quinn's birthday party the night before, desperate to blow off some steam, knowing she would probably have a sleepless night worrying about the bar exam.

That's where Fitz found her.

Flashback 2004 (ten years ago)

When she arrived at a club in down town she was blown away by the atmosphere. There was definitely more people than she expected, but her bestie Quinn always knew how to celebrate birthdays. Abby and Quinn were her roommates in Law school and Olivia knew she found friends for life in them.

"Liv, come here!", Abby was waving at her from one corner close to the bar. She was laughing and talking to two guys. One, Liv recognized as David Rosen, Abby's associate at a firm she now worked.

The other guy in a blue shirt and cream colored pants had his back turned away from her, so she couldn't see his face. She approached them, squeezing herself through a crowded club.

She kissed Abby on a cheek cheerfully, shook David's hand and turned her face up to look at the tall man next to him.

"Do I get a kiss, Livvie?", he smiled at her, leaving her absolutely stunned.

"Fitz...", she could barely speak a word, recognizing her old family friend, the boy she wanted as her prince when she was young, the man she secretly googled to find out his whereabouts from time to time before meeting Edison.

Before she could react, he was in her space hugging her tightly and kissing her cheek.

"Long time no see, beautiful", said Fitz sending shivers down her spine with his sexy baritone.

Abby and David looked at each other confused.

"You guys know each other? And pretty well, if I may say so!", Abby was always the one with no filter.

Fitz checked out Olivia up and down with no shame. She sure has grown into a beauty! Her hair was different than he remembered. It was curly, with bangs. Her body was definitely different. She had a pair of skinny jeans that fit her perfectly and especially hugged her incredible ass in all the right places.

A white long-line V neck cami top left little to his imagination.

Olivia felt like he was burning holes to her breast. She cleared her throat and faced curious Abby.

"Yes, we know each other. Our families have been friends forever, they're still in business together."

She looked at him carefully for the first time in three years. They've seen each other briefly at her grandpa's New Year's party. He was with his wife and she with her boyfriend, now husband to be. Fitz was gorgeous as ever. His hair has grown a little, just like she preferred it when he was young.

"What's your poison tonight, Livvie?", he asked politely, taking Abby's glass to freshen up her drink too.

"Tequila", she blurted out leaving Abby mind blown.

A shock appeared on Fitz's face because he always looked at her like a kid. He barely even acknowledged the fact that little Livvie is all grown up and could legally drink." He went to the bar completely confused about what to think.

"Are you INSANE?!", Abby slapped her shoulder. "TEQUILA?! You have a bar exam tomorrow, crazy!"

"Give her a break!", David intervened, "She's better out here partying than biting her nails at home!"

"OK, nut cases, drink away your future!, Abby shook her head., "Anyway...you know Fitz-The Hunk and you've been quiet for years?! What the hell, Liv?! I thought we were friends?!"

Olivia giggled and right away felt sorry for poor David who clearly didn't appreciate the nickname Abby chose for Fitz.

"He's married, Abigail! Chill out!"

"Actually, HE IS divorced!", said Fitz coming up behind Liv's back and leaving her with her jaw on the floor. Olivia turned 50 shades of red. This was a new information. None of her family members said anything. Even her grandpa who adored Fitz.

"I'm so sorry, Fitz...", she started to apologize reaching to take tequila from his hand. He held her hand a little longer than it's appropriate among friends.

"It's OK. How could you know?! David here was my divorce attorney, that's how we've met. On a particularly hard night, he took me out and we are friends since then."

Hard night?!, Liv was getting angrier by the minute, That bitch screwed him up somehow! I knew I didn't like her piggy face! She looked at Fitz again and noticed something she didn't before, from the excitement of seeing him here. He look tired. And wounded. Like a man who knew there was a huge, gaping wound somewhere on his body, but didn't have the energy to find it.

"What are you drinking?!", Liv was in a warrior mode and Abby giggled, knowing her friend is up to no good.

Fitz was surprised,"I drink beer."

"Not anymore!", she took his beer and put it on a table, than turned around. "Did you came here to relax and party or to be bored to death and talk about your sad ass marriage?!"

"Mostly door two."

Olivia shook her head. "Try the first for a while. See what happens!"

She gave him her tequila and ordered."Drink up!"

"Jeeze, does everyone just listen to you when you're being this aggressive?", Fitz was laughing wholeheartedly taking tequila from her.

"What do you think?!", Abby and David said unison.

"Do I get some salt, pretty please?", he was looking at her completely mesmerized.

She took a salt cellar, licked the skin between her thumb and index finger, put a little bit of salt on her skin and said, "Take a shot, cowboy!" holding her hand out to Fitz.

His blue eyes turned to gray as he gladly went along with her game. He licked the salt from her skin in a devastatingly slow manner. Olivia felt the heat spreading through her body like a fire. He looked into her eyes like he would devour her on the spot and took a shot of the drink in one gulp. She gave him a lime wedge to suck on quickly. He was closer to her than ever, feeling some kind of strange force pulling them together. They were gazing in each others eyes until embarrassed Abby cleared her throat.

"OK! Girls Gone Wild will definitely contact you after this, Liv! Let's dance.", she grabbed David's hand and dragged him to the dance floor.

That was hot! Fitz was still looking at her like she grew two heads. Please God, don't let her get away! That was all he could think about, trying to hide his obvious erection by putting his hands in pockets.

"I took your tequila. I feel a need to repay you."

Before she knew what's happening, he took her by her hand to the bar, asking for a bottle of tequila to be brought to them in a secluded booth far from the dance floor and DJ.

"And then there were two..." she smiled nervously. What to the hell you're doing, Olivia?! You are engaged!, everything in her was screaming this truth, but she remained silent.

They were sitting next to each other like a couple in love. Fitz talked about his life in New York constantly touching her hand, shoulder, leaving only few inches apart. Olivia listened, giggled like never before with Edison and drank. She was tipsy very soon. Her hand end up on his left thigh.

"You work out, Fitz?", she was insanely turned on by his closeness, his perfume, him touching her hair.

"Yeah, regularly.", he was afraid to make a move, not wanting her hand off him. "I actually have a gym at my house. You should come some time, I'll show you my equipment." He knew how corny that sounded the second those words came out of his mouth, but he truly didn't mean it like it sounded.

"Oh, I can imagine.", Olivia felt bold and her hand slipped down to his groin, feeling his full erect member. Fitz wouldn't have it anymore. He grabbed her by her waste and she was in his lap in no time.

"God, Livvie...What are you doing to me?", he whispered with their foreheads pressed against one another. If she wasn't who she was, he would've gotten her in his car and back to his place instantly. With his last piece of sanity he tried to give her an out. Olivia grabbed his hair and dragged his head down to her, grinding on his member and trying to get as closer as she could.

"Fitz...Shut up and kiss me!"

That was all the confirmation he needed. They both felt this inexplicable bond.

His mouth came crashing down on hers. It swept through him in a rush, all the needs, the desperation, the frantic urges that coalesced into blind lust. The taste of her exploded inside him, the ripe, the greedy heat of her fired in his blood. Her mouth fed from his until hungers never awaken before showed up.

"Fitz...", she was moaning in his mouth, begging him not to stop. Her hands went under his shirt feeling every muscle of that incredible body she imagined. His hands were on her ass, caressing the globes expertly. He couldn't get enough of Olivia Pope, her mouth, her throat, her breasts. Her gasps and moans and cries were like lashes against his need, driving him to take more. His hand was in her jeans rushing to her panties, crazed to feel the wet, the warmth.

Olivia was in a dream. This cannot happen!, her guilt was building up, remembering Edison. Was she going to cheat?! Is she that kind of woman?! Fitz has awaken her senses like no other man ever did, He was like climbing a quit hill and having it turned into a volcano. She wanted him, those sad eyes, strong hands. But she didn't know what he can give her besides hot sex and lust.

"Fitz!", she said it more firmly now and got his attention."Please, stop!"

And he did. Disappointed, but always respectful.

"I'm engaged...", she thought the truth is the best.

"I know.", he was trailing her bottom lip with his finger trying to memorize that face forever. "I don't care, Livvie... This between us, it doesn't come often."

I know!, she almost yelled, but then remembered his whole comment and got angry. "Wait, what?! You don't care that I'm engaged and I'm going to be married in three weeks?!"

She stood up from his lap, zipping her jeans and fixing her clothes. She wanted to scream.

"Your not marrying that douche-bag!", he was laughing. "You're better than that, baby!"

"Don't 'baby' me, Fitzgerald!", she sat beside him so she wouldn't make a scene." .NOT. -BAG.", she was in his face again. Wrong call, because Fitz grabbed her cheeks and closed her mouth quickly, making her glad that she was sitting.

"Does HE kiss you like this?", he was whispering, mouth barely apart from hers. "Are you wet for him like you are for me, Livvie?"

She was shaking with desire in his hands, not being able to outer a word.

"Come home with me, Livvie...", he kissed her nose, then took her plumped lower lip and thug it with his teeth, "Make love to me, baby..."

She was wet beyond words, just hearing his baritone. She took his hand in hers and got up, ready to leave, when her cell phone start ringing.

SHIT!, Fitz looked at her with a plea in his eyes. It was Abby, Olivia picked up.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, LIV?! ALMOST FUCKING FITZ OUT THERE?! GO HOME, YOU'RE DRUNK! THIS ISN'T YOU! YOU HAVE A BAR EXAM TOMORROW! YOU'LL THANK ME LATER!"

She just listened, not answering anything. Guilt kicked in, big time.

"I...", she stammered.

"You need to go, right?!", Fitz's eyes were even sadder than before. "So, I've heard..."

She let go of his hand not being able to look at him. She wanted him, she wanted to go to his home and finish off whatever this was, but she was scared of what tomorrow would bring. She remembered him as quit the playboy before he got married. Edison was good to her, he was safe.

"You know this isn't over, Liv?", Fitz was lifting her chin up to look into her dove eyes again.

"Let me go!", she was on a verge of tears. Grabbing her cell phone, she almost ran towards the club exit.

After a sleepless night of reminiscing and replaying every caress and kiss they shared in her mind, Olivia went to the bar exam. Totally shaken from last nights events and not being able to focus and concentrate, she managed to get the absolute worst result in the history of bar exams in that state. That disaster just led to all kinds of greater disasters. Edison called off their wedding, not wanting to work for her as her employee. His ego was just to big, and apparently he was a douche-bag like Fitz noticed.

He didn't even wait for the next scheduled exam, he was to embarrassed in front of his snob family.

Olivia blame that night with Fitz for her life becoming a mess. She had her whole life planned and he ruined it all. He ruined her! She never took that bar exam again. Instead, she took off to Brazil to work with Greenpeace on a project that involved saving tropical rain forests from deforestation. If she wasn't going to be an environmental lawyer like she planned, she might as well help on the field and become an activist for the worlds greatest environmental NGO. That decision changed her life for the better. She forgot about her messy love life and engrossed herself into wilderness for eight years. She traveled the world front to back, making a true impact with her friends. She was barely in the States for a few days every year. She didn't want to hear about Fitz, but her grandpa told her that he's the CEO of an insurance company and was on the board of management at Pope Oil.

Then in 2013, that horrible oil spill happen at Mexican Gulf and Pope Oil were the ones responsible. Olivia wanted to burn her families company to the ground with lawsuits regarding the pollution, but instead, on a plea from her grandpa Clark, she came to help and get that mess cleaned up. Thanks to them, Pope Oil payed for cleaning up miles of coast, loosing millions of dollars, but saving their reputation. Olivia was the star! She come to work for Pope Oil in a department for protection and development and got her seat at the table with big boys. She was also on the board of management with Fitz, but unlike him, she always sent her assistant on those meetings. They've barely seen each other on company's banquets.

Now, in 2014, she found another passion, to protect her grandpa's land in Vermont from her money-hungry family. If only she could find that damn, annex!

She wished she never told Fitz about it because she was certain the paper will remain hidden if he found it.

She looked at the fence of refinery cursing the long run she had to make. Hell, if her family didn't want to follow her grandpa's wish, she was determent to help them change their minds.

Tonight was the first one of her carefully considered missions. And it was smart to start this one off before she completely freezes to death!

Once she was sure that the guards are finished with touring the grounds of refinery, she walked from her shelter, sticking to dark places. That wasn't an easy task considering that Pope Oil had strong lights like they were the Alcatraz. The road near by was full of cars, even at 5 AM. She only needed few minutes.

Taking a deep breath, Olivia ran few meters of highly lighted ground, finding herself by the fence. It was at least three meters high. Holding one hand of the sheet in her hand, she climbed a tree next to the fence like a cat woman. Barbed wire wasn't a problem, it actually helped. She used it to put the sheet from one corner of the fence to another with a little effort. The sheet flew over the fence in all it's glory and size.

Olivia ran back to her hiding place in the bushes and took the next sheet. She repeated her actions until three large sheets were placed on the fence of Pope Oil refinery. Every driver on the highway near by could easily read what was written on them.

Once she was back in her car, Olivia found the time to breathe more calmer. Getting in the safety of a near by street, she smiled confidently.

The Green Angel has struck! And just in time. Before the morning rush hour.