Ok, I know I've been gone for a really long time. Sadly, it's not because this chapter wasn't written I already had it done, but I needed a break from this site and the comments so I just decided to wait until I felt comfortable enough to come back so HERE I AM! I hope you like the chapter if not refrain from leaving your unwanted comment, Thanks!

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Back at the Oval.

"Standing in this office waiting for this man to show up is a serious waste of my time. I've done this too many times."

Mellie's been sitting in the Oval for over 20 minutes waiting for Fitz to come and acknowledge her, but what's new? This is the same story of past actions and if she stayed with this bastard it would be the same in her future.

After another 10 minutes Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III shows up to "grace" everyone with his presence.

"I didn't know you had anything on your schedule that would have me sitting in your office for half an hour waiting for to show up. I'm not surprised though you've never shown up for me unless it benefited you so I guess I was giving you one last chance. "

"A chance for what Mellie? Why are you in my office? Are you hear to yell at me or give me yet another passive aggressive monologue on just how much I've ruined your life? What do I get today?"

"You get these..." Mellie hands him the divorce papers. "I need you to sign these and give them back to me when you're finished with them."

Fitz reads through the documents scrunching his face and in complete shock after realizing what Mellie handed him.

"So you think you're just going to divorce me? A sitting US President. Where exactly do you think you're going to go without me and this White House, Mellie? With the people I have at my disposal I will ruin you."

"Oh, so before you I had nothing? If I'm not mistaken, Sweetie, I was a pretty successful lawyer and this move isn't about you. It may be because of you, but it's not about you it's about me and my emotional and mental health."

"Go ahead and play this game, Olivia and I will destroy you in the end and you'll be back. Or we'll just ruin any chance you have at using those skills you think you have. Leave my office and take these papers with you."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA oh shit! I'm going to cry are you insinuating that I just came in here with these papers and no back-up plan for whatever you may think you have coming. That woman you think you can use as a weapon whenever someone stomps on your dreams is done with you. If memory serves me right she's moving on with her new boyfriend. What's his name? Jake Ballard. Isn't that his name? That guy you had spy on her?"

"How do you..."

"Oh Honey, Honey, Honey, we talked about all of this over some pretty spectacular wines we got from the cellar. You may want to go and order some more while you're trying to fix the shit storm I'm about to leave in my wake."

"I don't believe you. Olivia would never talk to you, you both hate each other."

"We did not like one another, but when two people are sick of a person's shit that they both have a connection to a friendship ends up forming. Add the wine, anger, and intelligence and you have the worst combination."

Olivia on the other side of the door hears her name. "I really want to go in there" she whispers. "No Olivia, she needs to do this by herself. You can come in after you burn that house and destroy whatever he thought he had left with you."

After making the decision not to burst into the office she sits down and starts going through text messages and sees Jakes name pop up.

Hey, we have to come up with cute nicknames. I'm thinking….hear me out here. You can call me Bond. Cause I'm cool and a spy and uncontrollably sexy and suave…cool.

"I'm not calling this idiot Bond I refuse…and where the hell did he get suave from?" To control her laugher she holds her mouth and starts texting.

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Back in the office...

"I'm done with you, Fitz. Just sign the papers and let me leave. Weren't you so sick and tired of me? Didn't you have a plan to get me out of here already? Why don't you use it and stop toying with me?" Mellie croaks out trying to stop herself from crying-she continued. "It may sound like I'm repeating myself every single time I say that I've given up my WHOLE life for you, but it's true and I regret ever making that decision. I loved you so much and deep down I always will because you've given me three of the best things in my life, our children. In the beginning, it was all for you, everything I did was to push you above and beyond what your father thought of you and I let this life ruin me in the process. When we met, we both can't deny that we were head over heels, but things changed and I got harder, more closed off, less about me and more about you. And for way too long I thought being first lady and helping you get to the places you've always dreamed of going politically made me a better wife. I convinced myself that you getting ahead in life meant more to me than my own dreams. I made my dreams into yours and did everything in my power to keep you happy. I know now that I was never enough for you. For some sick reason I felt that if I were first lady I could make some sort of change and we could run this country as a duo…what happened to us wasn't just my fault….." Mellie pauses in an effort to catch her breath.

Fitz interjects, "You can't blame this all on me, Mellie! You're vindictive and you know you never loved me. I'm not having this fight with you tonight!"

Mellie wipes the remainder of the tears from her eyes and continues talking. "I'll let you believe what you want to about me. You obviously seem to know more than I do, Fitzgerald. But to end this conversation I want to say that I forgive you. I forgive you for cheating on me multiple times and lying to my face about it. I forgive you for blaming me for cheating on me. Which if I'm going to leave you anyway you should know that blaming your wife for you being an unfaithful bastard is weak and disgusting. And I forgive you for calling me every and any name you could come up with to destroy my self-worth. Fitz, I forgive you and all I ask from you is to sign those papers or I'm going to file them and leave your ass and your legacy is shambles."

Just as Fitz was gearing up Olivia walks in…

"Sign the papers, Fitz. Now."