Fitz saw Olivia a lot earlier that he wished for. He bumped into her at an urgent meeting at Pope Oil that morning. His grandma was behind her like a watch dog.

"Livvie, go home. You're sick.", he whispered to her going into the conference room. She was pale, but not from sickness. She was nervous about the latest Green Angel action. Uncle Hal was drinking whiskey at a world record pace, until her father yelled at him to stop.

Liv sat beside Fitz like she usually did for the last couple of weeks and found her father's death glare on them. What is his problem?!

"I'm better now, Fitz. How could I not be with all those medications you've sent to me?! It's a shame you didn't live in the middle age, you could've fought the plague all by yourself, babe."

"Or killed all those people!", Linda jumped in from the left and Fitz felt his anger increasing.

"You should be taking care of her, grandma."

"Why do you think I'm here?! By the way, if Olivia is sick, I'm a sea turtle, she took all of my money playing cards!"

"What?!", Fitz was stunned.

"Oh, don't be like that, Fitzy! Besides, that will be my donation to the Greenpeace." Linda smiled like she saved the Planet on her own with that gesture.

Greenpeace?! Fitz started wondering what were the lengths of Olivia's involvement with the organization these days. His thoughts were interrupted by Hal Pope.

"I see that we are all here, so let's start! Linda, please leave the conference room!"

"Like hell I will!", her voice startled both Fitz and Olivia. "Liv is sick and I'm here to look after her."

Fitz knew this wasn't the reason. His grandma was just too curious for her own good.

"I'll call the security then..." Hal reached for his cell phone, but Linda stood up.

"You pompous ass! Clark shoud've fired you long time ago!"

"Linda, you..."

Olivia jumped in trying to calm the situation.

"Uncle Hal, I'm sure Linda won't tell the press anything that goes on in this room. I would like her to stay. Please!"

To say everyone including Fitz was shocked by Olivia's plead was the understatement of the year.

"She'll stay." Hal sighed grabbing his glass again.

"By the way, Linda knows everything. She was with me when aunt Judy called me about the meeting. If she didn't call me, I wouldn't even know there is a meeting today!" Olivia pinched Fitz's leg under the table letting him know that he should've been the one to call her.

"Behave.", he whispered clearing his throat and squeezed her knee to reciprocate, but regretted it instantly knowing how his day was destined to be filled with Olivia Pope-related fantasies. You're pathetic, Grant! he scolded himself internally, feeling the familiar twitch in his pants. Olivia read him right through and caressed the bulge in his pants smiling innocently.

Oh, miss Pope, just let me get you out of here!

"Is it the Green Angel, again?", she asked with a calm voice like she didn't just flipped Fitz's world upside down with her "under table moves". Her hands were on the table now, giving him a chance to finally breathe.

Hal Pope was angry like a bulldog.

"That lunatic has blocked the river near our factory with a dam and then called the whole world to investigate a possible pollution."

"Possible pollution?!", aunt Judy was on Olivia's side like she predicted. "There IS a pollution, Hal and the environmental police has confirmed it. It seems that our filters aren't working properly."

"That's an accidental oversight, Judy." there was Eli Pope to defend the evil empire.

"Is it an accidental oversight that we have a secret pipeline that goes from our factory to the river?!"

Olivia couldn't help but react, although she regretted instantly sharing such a key information with all in the room. Something about her father always taking uncle's side was irritating her so much.

The wheels in Fitz's head started to turn. How did she knew there was a secret pipeline?

"Olivia, you stay out of this for heavens sake!", her father yelled at her and she suddenly felt small. "We've hired Stephen Finch to clean up this mess and he will. If you can't work with him, then I suggest you go to the jungle like you use to. Maybe you can save some baby gorillas or whatever else you use to do to feel significant in this world!"

Her mouth gaped at her fathers rant. She felt the tears coming to her eyes. Don't cry, Olivia! Don't give him the satisfaction!, she repeated in her head.

Fitz was beyond furious, hearing Eli Pope belittle his daughter in such way in front of her colleagues and family.

"Eli! You are one smug son of a bitch!", Fitz stood up rolling up the sleeves on his shirt and Liv was afraid he was gonna beat the crap out of her dad. That would brightened up my day!

"Olivia is one of the rare people in this room who actually cares about this company and its reputation! Just look at all the good work she's done with late Clarke to build up Pope Oil after that catastrophe of an oil spill!", he squeezed her shoulder to give her support and she whipped her tears away, beaming proudly at her man. I could kiss him right now! God, he's so handsome!

Her dad looked like someone punched him in the stomach.

"I suggest, you start to listen to Olivia more often and have a press conference about all the allegations sooner than later! She's not just a pretty face you know!" Fitz gave her his hand and she stood up following him.

"Ready for OUR big escape, Bonnie?", he whispered smiling mischievously.

"More than ready, Clyde!" she giggled like a school girl watching all those shocked faces across the room.

"What am I, chopped liver?!" Linda Grant followed them out the door.

Latest adventure of the Green Angel was a partial success for Olivia. All the tv channels had stories about Pope Oil on repeat for days, news papers were full of articles about the company and their silence about the accusations. Fitz's insurance company had to give them a big loan so they could pay off the environmental police penalty. Hal and Eli Pope were willing to go to bankruptcy rather than approach the problem as adults and deal with the media frenzy. That bothered Olivia.

She was happy for the last few days, enjoying Fitz's company, embracing the fact that he became her rock. The way he supported her in that room and stood up to fierce Eli Pope was something she'll always remember. She, always independent and courageous Olivia Pope, found herself completely and utterly smitten by Fitz Grant. They've texted and emailed each other every day and spent every night at her house making love for hours. Was it love?! Olivia finished her dinner and sat on the couch in her living room. Fitz never really said the four letter word yet and neither did she, but she felt it in every single gesture of his. She knew he was pretty emotionally closed off after his divorce and somehow two of them so imperfect made perfect sense as a couple.

Olivia sipped on her red wine, thinking of ways to tell him she is the Green Angel. Would he understand her motives for such extreme measures?! Or would he misunderstood her completely? There was only one way to find that out and that was by telling him the truth soon. She only had one more little assignment for her superhero self.

She was in her black leggings, black shirt and boots in five minutes and parked her car next to the factory in possession of Pope Oil in twenty. She had her camera around her neck and was thankful that

Fitz had a dinner meeting with some business partners from Tokyo. She wouldn't be able to get rid of him tonight if he was free. Nor did she want too, if the truth be told.

Was this fence always so high?!, she wondered, using all of her energy to climb it. She did it in her first attempt and thanked God for exercising frequently so she was in good physical shape. Uncle Hal, stubborn as he was kept this place with low security measurements and Olivia knew the few guards that he hired were now somewhere playing chess like her lab team use to do. She found the secret pipeline that environmental police knew nothing about, starting behind one of the montage houses on the property and she took pictures of it. Good! All I have to do is take pictures on every location from here to the river and send it to EP!

If only she could come into that montage house and take some pictures of the main source. Curiosity was killing her. She tried the door handle and surprisingly enough the door opened. Olivia Pope, you lucky bitch! , she couldn't believe her luck. She went in and turned on her flashlight pointing in the direction of...Fitz Grant!

"Hello ANGEL!", to say he was furious would be the understatement of the year. Before he could start of with his angry tirade, Olivia grabbed him by his elbow and pushed him towards the door.

"Not now, you idiot! The guards are near by."

Fitz was following her through some path he never knew existed here and then just stopped demanding an explanation.

Even in this dark he saw the silent plead in her eyes.

"Do you want to be caught as the Green Angel?", she whispered and he just didn't understand. They were running for a few minutes and when they were far enough from the factory, Fitz yelled.

"Have you gone insane, Olivia?! How could you do this to your own company?! What exactly have you done this time?! I demand an answer!"

Disappointment on his face was breaking her heart. What if he never understands?! I screw everything up! She tried to take his hand in hers, but he moved away and that hurt her.

"Not now, Fitz. When we are safe and far away from this place I'll explain everything, just not now."

Fitz sighed looking at her determent face. He knew better than to argue with Olivia Pope. He always seemed to loose. He took her hand, not missing out the victory smirk on her face and let her take him through the trees down to where her car was parked. All of a sudden she let go of his hand and ran like crazy towards her car. Oh, no you don't, you little minx!

He tackled her down on the ground just few steps from her car.

"Get away from me!", she tried to wiggle herself from beneath him. "You weigh like a ton!"

Fitz didn't move a muscle. He put her hands above her head.

"It seems you're trying to break your promise that you'll explain everything to me."

"So what?!", she growled.

"Don't play games with me! What were you doing out there?!"

"Nothing.", she pouted looking at her broken camera next to her.

"Olivia!"

Olivia?! OK, now he's pissed!

"I didn't have a chance to do anything, thanks to you!"

Impossible woman! What am I going to do with you?! He was angry at himself sensing his cock twitching, feeling her so close underneath him in those tight black leggings. Focus, Grant!

"Olivia, I swear if you don't tell me what you did this instant, I will drag you down that factory and make you repair whatever damage you have made!"

"Are you crazy, Fitz?! The guards are all over that place by now. We were lucky to get away unnoticed. Besides, it would be pretty bad for your company to be caught with the Green Angel, don't you think?!"

That is true. He had to agree.

"OK, we won't go back there. Just tell me what you did and I'll fix it somehow."

"I told you I haven't done anything!"

It was obvious to him that he's not going to get any information from her. The only hope was that this last adventure was as harmless as those previous were. He finally stood up and got her back on her feet not leaving his hands of her waist. She looked so small and harmless in his arms that his brain couldn't process the fact that she was this eco freak who scared everyone at Pope Oil. Not his Livvie!

Her eyes were stormy and full of anger and right then he remembered how she made a complete fool of him. There he was worrying sick about her and her allergies and she was off to one of her adventures and lied to him God knows how many times in these past few weeks. He felt hurt, and betrayed.

"Can you at least tell me why?", his voice was cold.

"Why what?"

Is she mocking me right now?!

"Why were you doing all of this?!", he pressed her body to her car feeling helpless, horny, mad.

"All of what?", she couldn't help herself. She lived to tease Fitzgerald Grant.

But tonight, Fitzgerald Grant III had no fucks to give. HE WAS FURIOUS! He grabbed her hand, took her broken camera and pushed her towards his car on the other side.

"Fitz, what are you doing?"

"I'm taking you home!"

When they got to his car, he took of his tie and wrapped it around her hands tying a knot. That wasn't an easy task because she fought like a tigress. He managed to do it somehow. Fitz-1/Olivia-0!

"I promise I won't run. Fitz, this is ridiculous!", she whimpered when he put her seat belt on in less than gentle way.

"And I bet you would keep that promise like you did the one before!"

He looked at her carefully before he put the engine on. Olivia Pope was the devil in disguise. Sent to this Earth to fuck up his mind and make him loose all control he ever had over his life. She could've easily killed a weaker man. She almost broke him on more than few occasions.

She sat there pouting her perfect plump lips like the world has done something wrong to her. Fitz felt his erection waking up thinking about where those lips of hers were just the other night.

Not now! Not like this! With her hands tied down, she was a challenge, but Fitz didn't want to take advantage of her in that way.

"What about my car?", she asked after few miles of driving.

"I'll send someone to get your car."

She rolled her eyes still trying to untie the knot on her hands, amusing Fitz immensely.

"So what? I'm just suppose to sit here and pretend I'm your prisoner until we get to my house?!"

Fitz smirked with satisfaction.

"Oh, you mean MY house, baby?!"

"I'm not going to your house!", she snapped at him.

"Did anyone asked for your opinion?!", he was having the time of his life.

"Fitz...you know this is crazy?!"

"No more than playing the Green Angel! You're the one who started playing these dangerous games. I'm deciding on the games that will follow."

If she was more angry, she would have steam blowing through her ears. Life can be so wonderful sometimes!, Fitz was humming, turning the car towards his lake house.

A/N Sooooo, our Angel is busted finally! ;) Did you expect it to happen this way? What will Fitz do? He is pretty angry at her, his enthusiasm over taking her home aside. No more Mr softy, I promise. He's putting his foot down. :P I hope you've enjoyed. Next I'll update "The Splendor of You". Xo