"I want to go to Vermont," Olivia stated boldly.

Fitz turned his gaze down to the top of her head, as her face was buried in his chest. The couple was sitting on one of the many roofs of the White House, wrapped in a blanket with empty wine glasses by their sides.

"Yeah?"

"Yes. But I feel like… I want to wait until your term is over. But then I want to go up there and paint some walls and open some windows and…"

"Tune the piano?" he asked with a smile.

"Tune the piano," Liv agreed with a laugh.

"I want that too," Fitz said.

"It will make us more real. We have all these fantasies of living in Vermont, and you're not going to be Mayor and I have no intention of making jam, but…"

"We have a big empty house."

"And we can go up there on weekends, and I don't know."

"Fill the house with kids," he suggested.

"When we're ready."

Olivia turned her body so she could look at him in the eyes. They were the most shockingly blue eyes, and she couldn't help but hope that if they ever had kids that they would get his eyes. Olivia brought her hands up from around his waist to around his neck and ran her hands through his brown locks.

He gave her a small grin, trying to read her mind.

"What?" he questioned.

"Nothing…I…"

He cocked his head to the side, giving her a look.

"I just… I'm happy. That's all," she said.

"If you're happy then I'm ecstatic. That's all I want, remember?" he asked, bringing her hand with the ring on it, the gold band on her pointer finger sitting simply and beautifully.

"I know. And how could I ever forget the guy who gave me a ring called 'Sweet Baby?' Some guy like that, well, he's a keeper. Wish that I could find one of those around here," she said grinning.

"I might know a guy," said Fitz with a smile.

"Now that I think about it, I think I might know one too," she whispered, sliding her hands back into his hair and pressing her lips against his. Their kisses were soft and light, and not at all rushed.

"Tell me how again you figured out that we can eat on the roof of the White House?"

"Well, Gerry had found it originally. And we're technically not supposed to be here. You should probably keep this on the down low."

"I'll try my best," she said, turning around and settling comfortably in his lap, resting the back of her head against his chest.

"I wish we could see the stars better," he said.

"We can see all the stars we want in Vermont," she commented.

"That's true. But I can live without stars, you know. As long as I have you, I don't need anything else," he whispered, kissing the top of her head.

Olivia smiled.

END OF FLASHBACK

THIRTY MINUTES LATER

"I'm sorry, has anyone talked to Karen's secret service? Where the hell were they when this went down?" said Quinn.

Fitz sighed, and ran his hands through his curly hair. "She was going to a friends house, so Karen drove in the car with her. The secret service followed, and then waited outside the house all night. In the morning her friend woke up and Karen was gone. The secret service saw nothing. I don't… I can't begin to understand how the hell this happened," he whispered.

Olivia, Quinn, Huck, Stephen, and Marcus were all sitting on a couch in Congresswomen Polson's house.

Fitz sat with Abby next to him on the couch across, and the Congresswomen and her three sons opted to stand. Huck was hacking away on his computer, Marcus was taking notes, and Stephen, Quinn, and Olivia were listening.

"So her friend woke up and Karen was missing, she ran and told her parents who checked with the Secret Service… long story short she's gone. And a mere eight hours earlier Kayla Polson mysteriously doesn't show up for school, and doesn't come home later that day?" summarizes Stephen.

"What are you saying?" asked the Congresswoman.

"I'm saying that your son might be right. I'm not accusing your daughter of anything, but we're pretty sure that the two must be linked," he explained.

"Do you have any leads on either of them?"

Quinn, Olivia, Stephen, Marcus, Abby, and Fitz all turned to Huck.

"Well, I'm getting no signal from Karen's phone, it must be dead, and Kayla left her phone and laptop here. I'll need more information before I can look into anything else," Huck explained.

"Josh, was there any place that Kayla went with Karen a lot, maybe somewhere to eat or stay?"

Josh looked up, thinking.

"Well, a couple of weeks ago Karen and I crashed at this really nice hotel, and Kayla came randomly in the morning and she and Karen ended up having lunch together there. It was called the Red Roof hotel, I think. It's right downtown. Does that help at all?"

Olivia turned to Huck, who immediately started typing on his computer again. After a few seconds, it pinged.

Huck pointed at the screen.

"Liv?" Fitz asked.

Before she could respond the doorbell rang.

"We'll get it, ma'm," said the secret service to Mrs. Polson.

After a few moments of talking they came back with Leo Burgens.

"Leo? What are you doing here?" asked Abby, getting up.

"Senator Grant sent me. She is being addressed by the press right now, but wanted to know what was going on."

"You could of just called," said Abby.

"She wanted me to come in person. Besides, I haven't seen you in two days. You look… tired," he said, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Olivia laughed at Stephen's shocked look.

"We can talk later," said Abby, blushing.

"Sorry, don't believe we've met," said Stephen, stepping in between Leo and Abby.

"Oh, I'm Leo, Leo Burgens," he said, a bit taken off guard.

"Stephen Finch, pleasure," he said with an extended hand. Leo shook it kindly.

"So if I may ask, what business do you have here?" Leo said.

"I work for Olivia," Stephen said proudly.

"Oh, didn't realize that you were taking on another newbie. You going into charity, Liv?" Leo said, looking over Stephen's shoulder.

"Actually, Stephen worked for me a long time ago. He only recently moved back," she said.

"Oh, so you and Abby know each other?" asked Leo cautiously.

"Abs? Oh, she and I go way back. We were some of the original OPA members together," Stephen said casually. Olivia, Huck, and Quinn all shared a knowing look.

"Cool! It's funny, she never mentioned you," Leo said. Quinn laughed, but turned it into a cough when Marcus glared at her.

"We've kept in touch, yet she never mentioned you," Stephen shot back.

"Abby just isn't that much of a talker about her past, I guess. Likes to stay in the present."

"Oh, I haven't really gotten that impression from—"

"Okay, well seeing as that we have much more important matters on hand, we're going to move on," said Marcus, stepping in between the two men.

"Liv? What do you want to do?" asked Congresswomen Polson.

"Sarah, I'm going to have you and your sons on standby. Thanks so much for letting us come. Some of my people are going to interview Josh further. Stephen and Marcus, actually. Quinn, I need you and Huck tracking Karen and Kayla, okay? We just got intel that they were at the Red Roof Hotel two hours ago."

The four of them went off, Stephen and Marcus with Josh, and Quinn and Huck retreated to the van to drive to the hotel.

"Sarah, I will have my people notify you as soon as possible if we get something, okay?"

"Thank you, Liv, thanks to all of you. And Mr. President, I am so sorry about this mess," she said, holding the door open for Fitz, Olivia, Abby, and Leo.

"It most certainly isn't your fault. I'm sure that everything will work out," Fitz said in a stiff voice.

THREE MINUTES LATER — OUTSIDE THE CONGRESSWOMEN'S HOUSE

"Leo, I assume that Abby has filled you in? Okay, great. You can fill in Senator Grant on everything," said Olivia.

"Yeah, not so much," said Leo.

"Excuse me?"

"No, I mean, I'll tell her and stuff. But she's not Senator Grant anymore. She's changing her last name back to her maiden name. I don't actually know what that is, but…" the three turned expectantly to her ex-husband.

"Well don't ask me!" said Fitz defensively. "I have no idea what it is," he said.

Abby rolled her eyes. "Come on, Leo, I'll drive you." The couple left, and it was just Olivia and Fitz left sitting on a bench in the park across the street from the house. The secret service were standing around the bench, holding off the cameras. The two ignored everything, and their voices didn't carry so nothing they said was being heard.

"You seriously don't know Mellie's maiden name?" asked Olivia.

Fitz chuckled. "It's bad right? She practically changed her name the day we met. Well, her father did for that matter. It was so arranged." Fitz shook his head.

Olivia couldn't help but laugh. "I'm sorry, it's just really bad that you don't know Mellie's last name," she said.

Fitz grinned. "I know it, I just don't exactly remember it at this moment in time."

"Yeah, okay," Liv said with a role of her eyes.

"I'm good at remembering other stuff! Like I knew all of your associates names and last names."

"Well you just know everything, now don't you," she said, grinning.

"Everything about you, that's for sure," he commented softly.

They fell into an awkward silence.

"Liv?"

"I'll find her, Fitz. I promise. I… I care about her. I will find Karen."

"I know. You're the best."

Olivia turned to face him, offering an open hand. He gently placed his larger palm in hers. She laid her head on his shoulder, fitting perfectly into the nook in his neck. He wrapped his other arm around her shoulder.

In that minute, on a random park bench in D.C. with paparazzi around them flashing their cameras, they were peaceful.