Hello my favorite #DancingJudges. I must say I was quite shocked at how well my email went bonkers as the last chapter posted. I know I left you at #Hi, but a fanfic writer has to do what's she's got to do.

So without further gibberish from me, here is your next chapter. Enjoy the #FireWorks. Cuz trust me, you'll see them. Leave me your #JudgesScore at the end. Me's

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Chapter 4: Every Time Our Eyes Meet…

(Flashback to when Fitz saw Olivia…)

"Amazed by You…"

Fitz sat back and continued to talk to Cyrus as the competition was about to start. He watched each couple come out and do their routine. The judges were harsh on some and other they seemed to really like. Nina and Bells kept asking when Olivia was going to be dancing.

"Girls I don't know," he heard Abby say to both. "But I think she's like one of the last couples."

"Aunt Abby will she see us sitting here," Bells asked, as the clapping died down.

Abby looked over at Cyrus, who mouthed, "You bet your Ass she'll see us sitting here."

Abby stared at him. Fitz looked at Bells, not catching on what was going on between Abby and Cyrus. "Yes honey she'll see us. They announced that I was here, so I'm sure she knows by now. I can't wait to meet her."

"Me too Daddy," Nina said, getting more excited by the second. "I can't wait for you to see her costume and see her dance to their song Daddy. It's perfect. She's perfect," Nina gushed.

"Yes Daddy, she's perfect for you," Bellie piped in. Fitz rolled his eyes, not sure why everyone keep telling him that she's perfect. They are only going to be dancing, it's not like he's going to fall for her or anything. He found their mother and he did not want to be with anyone else.

Fitz wrapped his arms around the girls and was about to say something to them. He started to talk but then heard just the announcer say;

"Ladies and Gentlemen, doing the Viennese Waltz; please welcome Olivia Pope and her partner Max ChimKophskia."

Fitz mouthed literally fell open at the beautiful creature that lightly stepped out onto the dance floor with her partner. She was adorned in a white flowing costume, made of chiffon, and sequence. Around her chest had a sweet-heart neck-line and long white gloves that went up to her elbows.

Fitz eyes literally danced over all her curves. The dress, even though fanned out at the bottom, showed her gorgeous body of brilliantly. Fitz was so dumbstruck, that he could not take his eyes off her even if he tried. "What the hell is happening to me," he said to himself.

Fitz eyes glanced up to Olivia's face, as Max stopped and they got into the dance's starting position. Her make-up was flawless accentuating her high cheek bones, succulent lips, and eyes. This woman's eyes; they twinkled as the lights from the danced floor hit them.

Fitz felt a twinge of jealousy as he watched her partner's hand, wrapped around her tiny waist and pull her backwards into his frame. "How can I be jealous? I don't even know her….,' he almost said out loud.

He watched her partner whisper something in her ear, and the most adorable smile, grace her lips. That smiled melted his heart, right then and there. "This can't be happening," he voiced out loud, so that Nina could hear him.

"What Daddy," she asked.

"Nothing Sweet-pea," he said, and kissed her forehead.

"Daddy," Bellie whispered, "isn't she the most beautiful woman you've ever seen, besides Momma."

As the chords to Lonestar's Amazed began to play, Fitz swallowed hard. He was unable to find his words. Fitz loved Bellamy with all his heart and soul. He told himself after she died, that he wouldn't be able to look at another woman the way he looked at her. But seeing Olivia Pope, drastically changed that for him in an instant.

When Olivia then opened her eyes and then looked in his direction, he noticed first how she looked so happy to see his girls. A perfect smile graced her lips, and she nodded to acknowledge both twins.

But when she saw him, and looked deep into his eyes, she shivered. Fitz and Olivia were locked in a heaving stare down, as her partner began to move her back and forth to the music. In that fleeting moment, he realized Bellamy was right; someone would come along and turn his world on its axis.

He froze, unable to pull away from her stare down. He literally felt every coherent thought leave his mind, as her eyes connected with his. He about stopped breathing he heard these words;

"Every time our eyes meet
This feeling inside me
Is almost more than I can take"

"No," he told himself. "This is not happening. It CANNOT happen." His entire world was beginning turned upside down by one look from this woman; this incredibly beautiful woman.

There entire time she danced with Max, he could not remove his eyes from her body, face, and costume. She was gorgeous. He was sure Abby was watching, but in this moment, Fitz didn't care. In his mind, he felt she was dancing for him and only him. He was totally mesmerized by Olivia's movements on the floor. She totally threw herself into their routine.

Each time she passed him, he felt this magnetic pull. This pull-attraction -connection was a feeling he had never felt before. He was not sure what he was though. Was it lust for a beautiful woman? After all it had been quite some time since he had been intimate with anyone. Was it admiration for how well she graced the dance florr, or was it something else entirely? He had never seen her before, so how could she be bringing these emotions out of Fitz. It made no sense.

Bellamy's prediction COULD NOT be happening, or could it? How could she have known? Could this moment been she told him about before her death; not to give up on finding love again? His wife was a smart woman, but there was no way she could have known this was going to happen to him.

As Olivia danced close to him and the kids, this next part of the song played, sending his senses into overdrive.

"The smell of your skin
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the dark
Your hair all around me
Baby, you surround me
You touch every place in my heart
Oh, it feels like the first time every time
I wanna spend the whole night in your eyes"

Every single word of the verse Fitz heard sent his heart, and mind into overdrive. He imagined her hair around his face; it's texture, was it curly when it was wet. Would he love to watch her press her hair? When he cuddled her from behind, did their body's mold perfectly together. Was she, IS SHE the missing piece he's been secretly hoping to find. How she would whisper his name in the dark, when it was just the two of them and he was not "Mr. President."

Then he began to think about how she "tasted." He immediately shifted in his chair, feeling a part of his body begin to revive. He became almost uncomfortable because it all his years married to Cristina and Isabelle's mother, he did not remember ever reacting to her this way; just thinking about how she tasted.

He felt this jolt of electricity anytime their eyes met, during their waltz. Love at first sight was something that happened on Once Upon a Time; in children's stories, or in the show's case, Storybrooke, Maine. It did not happen in real life, and definitely not to the Leader of the Free World. He didn't believe in that, but whatever was happening to him, he felt like she was bringing him back to life. A life of love, he gave up on when Bellamy passed away.

Fitz felt his heart pounding out of his chest as Olivia and Max danced to the last part of the song;

"I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Baby, I'm amazed by you"

As the song ended Max sent her into a spin and she stopped directly in front of Fitz and the girls. When Olivia opened her eyes and realized where she was, he noticed her blushing as he stood up and clapped with the audience.

She took a bow in front of him, but as she did so, her eyes were not able to pull away from his. "There's no way she feel this too. She can't feel THIS to, or can she?"

Fitz swallowed hard and clapped for her. The longer they looked at each other, the more both of them felt those "butterflies" in their stomachs, aching to be let free.

The burning gaze from both their eyes, made their body's come alive for the first time. Fitz felt his heart ready to pound of his chest. He knew he had to have some time with her at the end of the show, but had to figure out how. By the way Olivia was breathing before him, he knew the feeling was mutual. He had never felt this alive in his entire life, and it scared the hell out of him.

Fitz played the last part of the song's lyrics in his mind. He felt, but was scared to admit it, but she chose this song for him; THEM. But how was that even possible. She didn't know him when she picked this to dance to, so that made no sense. That terrified him. The chorus spoke to him directly, and even though he did not know her, he felt like all his life he was waiting for her to show up.

"Every little thing that you do," Fitz gazed into her heart speaking to her with his eyes, "Olivia Pope I'm amazed by you."

They stared at one another, like they were the only people in the room. No one else mattered; it was just them in this moment. He had to say something to her, to see if she felt THIS too, but what. He could only think of one word, that he could mouth without alarming the crowd of watchers.

"Hi," Fitz mouthed out, finally smiling at her. He watched her legs go weak, and nodded.

"Hi," she mouthed back, as she practically stumbled backwards, practically falling over.

/

"Judges Score…"

Fitz watched Max come and get her. Before she turned and walked away from him, he mouthed "beautiful," and gazed even more into her deep brown eyes. She blushed immensely, and lightly stepped away from Fitz and the girls. In the middle of the floor, he watched them both take a bow, and go and see the judges.

Each of the three judges said that Olivia and Max did an outstanding job. Karrie the first judge said, "I love how you each moved to the song. The eye contact and body language was well done. Keep up the good work and I can't believe this is your first competition."

The next judge Glen told them both, "My goodness you were really good. It was an enjoyable performance to watch and I can't wait to see what you can both do next week. I can only see you getting better. My only criticism would be for you both, is to work on your foot placement and extensions. Extend as far as you can go, even further if possible. Other than that I enjoyed the dance."

Max and Olivia nodded. He kissed her on the forehead. He looked over and saw Nina and Bells hanging on every word the judges were saying. Bells nudged her sister through their Dad because Glen said something not to nice. Max shrugged his shoulders but promised Olivia that they would only get better.

The last judge, Bruno loved their routine. "My DARLINGS," he stressed. "I absolutely loved this first showing. You danced with PASSION, VIBRANCE, and SEXINESS. Olivia, you got every man in the room, wishing they were Max right now." Olivia looked over at Fitz, and watched his cheeks flush.

"This can't be happening," she told herself. "I don't even know HIM. How the hell can I even have these feelings? This stuff does not happen."

Fitz placed his head down to hide the unmistakable grin on his face. Olivia knew by this gesture , he wished that he was the one dancing, holding her in his arms. She looked back to Max and let him hold onto her frame even harder. Max sensed something was going on. Her legs felt like Jello. She could barely stand.

Bruno then continued, "It shows that you have been dancing together a long time. My only advice would be for you both, is to work, on your body posture, and your lifts. Max, keep you BUTTOCKS in and connect with Olivia more in the dance. A few times during the dance, it looked like her mind was elsewhere. But other than that, you both did a marvelous job your first time out. I can't wait for next week."

Olivia took a quick peek at Fitz again, and saw him lick his lips and blush. She saw him cuddle Nina and Bells, talking to their Dad. She told herself, "Dammit, he distracted me. What's worse is that he knows it. Fuck this is not supposed to happen. I am so going to kill Abby."

After the applause calmed down, Olivia realized she had to walk by Fitz and the girls to go to the other part of the stage. Max gave her another huge hug. He reminded her in her ear if they placed well, he would get his 'date' tonight. She shrugged her shoulders, and looked back to Fitz and the girls. Olivia tried her best not to look at him, but his piercing blue eyes, kept bringing her back in his direction.

Every time their eyes met, this feeling inside her was almost too much for her to handle. What was worse was that he was not only a politician, but the Leader of the Free World. She wanted nothing to do with that life, but it would seem that fate had other plans in store for her. This was not supposed to happen.

Max took her hand and led her in their direction. She lightly stepped with him. She walked right by Fitz, the girls, Abby, Cyrus and James. Cyrus who was sitting a seat over from Fitz, stood up and gave her a hug. She went into his arms, and saw that Fitz and the kids were watching.

"I'm so proud of you kiddo," Cy whispered. 'I've never seen you dance like that before."

"Thanks Pops," she leaned in and kissed his cheek. "I don't know what got into me," kind of glancing at Fitz. "I have to go up there for our scores."

"Go," Cyrus told her. She leaned in and whispered, "I am SO go to HURT Abby." Cyrus looked at her, and then to Abby.

He gave her his 'knowing glace,' signaling to her that she was indeed in a lot of trouble. "We'll see you in a bit after the crowd clears out."

Olivia nodded and smiled at the kids and briefly looked at Fitz. Their eyes were already speaking an unspoken language only the both of them understood. She could see that every feeling she was having looking at him, it was mirroring in his own eyes. He was just a shocked as to what was happening between them as she was. He gave her a faint grin, making her heart flutter. She shivered, turned quickly and ran up the steps with Max.

Fitz looked at Cyrus and said, "You know her?"

"Yes," Cyrus commented back. Then it hit Fitz that this was where Cyrus worked now. He had heard from Abby that he was involved in a small business in the area, and knew now it was Olivia's studio.

"Holy crap," Fitz could not believe it. "You've been working with her, since you left my campaign."

"Yes," Cyrus responded. "I've known her a long time."

"Daddy," Bells asked him.

"I'm fine Sweet-pea. I'm good," he looked at Cy giving him that look that he wanted to talk to him later about Olivia. He didn't have to explain anything to Cyrus like Abby. Cyrus knew him fairly well.

Olivia and Max were now on the second level of the stage, waiting for their scores. They looked down and waited for the marks to show up. Fitz looked to Cyrus and asked him how they scored. Cyrus explained the scoring system and he waited in bated breath at how they did.

"Karrie…8

From Glen…7

Bruno…8

Total Score…23 out of 30 points.

That's puts Olivia and Max in a tie for third place."

Fitz looked up and saw Olivia jump into Max's arms, screaming "We're in third place. WE TIED FOR THIRD!" She was jumping up and down and Max twirled her around in circles. She was ecstatic.

He was happy for her but seeing her fling herself, into this man's arms, made his heart race, his jaw clench, and he balled hands into a fist. The girls felt their father's tension, and gave him a strange look. How could he be having these odd feelings for a woman he'd only seen dance. It made so sense, and it scared the crap out of him.

"You okay Daddy," Nina asked this time.

"Yes Sweetheart I'm fine," Fitz explained. "I'm happy she placed well. But I thought they would place better than third."

Cyrus looked at him. "Mr. President, the judges will knit pick the smallest thing. Overall her and Max did very well. I've known Liv for a long time, and I have never seen her dance that well, not even in practice."

Fitz turned and looked at Cyrus. "Really?"

"Yes Sir. Her and Max have been together for a long time." Cyrus whispered to Fitz.

"Together," Fitz dared to ask. Of course they were a couple. There was no way someone that beautiful was single.

Cyrus then told him. "They are not a 'romantic couple,' though. But they've always had this chemistry on the dance floor. But tonight was different. I've never seen her come alive in such a way before. She was extraordinary. I wonder what happened…" Cyrus said, trying to gauge Fitz's reaction.

Cyrus noticed Fitz's smile as the last statement left his lips. His noted how his behavior shifted the moment he saw Olivia come out onto the dance floor. He has been friends with Fitz a long time, and knows him longer than most people in his life. Cyrus knew how much he loved Bellamy, and would never do anything to betray her memory.

Cyrus also noticed how Olivia danced. The change in her was profound, and he FIGURED it had a lot to do with Fitz. Olivia had always been a great dancer, but the way she performed tonight was something he not expected. Cyrus was sure it had EVERYTHING to do with Fitz, and he had to talk to Abby soon.

"Daddy she came in third," Bellie screamed.

"Yes Baby she did. I'm happy for her," Fitz answered.

"Me too," Nina screamed. "I can't wait for you guys to talk after everyone leaves. Do we have to wait that long?"

"Yes sweetheart," Fitz explained. "We don't want the entire world to know she's going to be teaching me to dance."

"Okay," Nina said. "I just can't wait for you two to talk." He watched her on the second floor talk to the other dancers, and Max. Everyone was happy, and seemed surprised that she decided to compete.

/

"Chief of Staff Gets Poped…"

For the next 30-45 minutes, after the competition ended, Fitz was constantly being asked by guests in the Ballroom, if they could have a word with him. It wasn't for political reasons, but guests of the competition that wanted a picture or autograph from him. He complied of course, actually enjoying the moment.

It was nice to be a room of people that really didn't want anything from him except his picture or his autograph. Some of the kids in the Ballroom, even wanted Nina and Bells autograph. Of course the Secret Service agents were having heart attacks with everyone that had to be searched, but Fitz assured Tom that no one would harm him there.

By the time the Ballroom cleared out, it was about 60 minutes later. Abby looked at Fitz and was about to go and get Olivia and Max, but figured she was backstage talking with the other dancers, and event staff.

"Sir would you like me to go and check on her," Abby asked, dreading the moment Olivia got a hold of her.

"No that's okay. We can wait. I know don't know if the girls can though," Fitz looked and saw the twins, already bugging Cyrus and James on where Max's location was. Just as the girls were about to drag James off to go and find him, Max emerged from backstage without Olivia.

Nina and Bells saw him, and Fitz noticed how they went in full blown fan-girling mode. He did his best to keep a straight face, but he found it hard, not to laugh. Cyrus walked up to Max first and of course Fitz's agents searched him to make sure he was clear.

Cyrus then walked over with Max and introduced him to Fitz. "President Grant this is Max ChimKophskia, Olivia's dancing partner."

Fitz out stretched his hand, "Nice to meet you."

"You as well Sir," Max smiled. "It's an honor. Did you enjoy yourselves," he then asked looking to the girls.

"We did yes. Your partner and yourself did quite well," Fitz stated, casually looking for her to emerge from backstage.

"Thank you Sir. We practice hard, and Olivia's a terrific dancer- the best in fact. I am truly lucky to have her," Max trailed off, with a smile, that was not unnoticed by Fitz.

"IT would seem so," Fitz stated back. "By the way where…." Fitz started to ask but heard the girls starting to bug Max where Olivia was. Max explained that she was backstage either changing or freshening up.

Max then turned to Abby. "Abby, Olivia wants to see you. You best go."

Abby raised her eyes and knew she was in trouble. She excused herself and went to see her. Abby found out she was in her dressing room, and knocked on her door. Olivia told her to enter and she did. She leaned on the door as she closed it and could feel the tension in the room grow.

"Liv," Abby softly said.

"Abigail" she flatly stated back.

"Look I know your upset with me," she tried to get out.

"Upset" Olivia turned to face her. "Upset me, me no. What would make you think that?"

"What," Abby asked not sure what was going on

"Abigail dear," she cooed. "I am not mad at you."

"You're not," she asked not sure

"Nope," Olivia approached her, giving her a heated stare. "Mad is not the word I would use." She walked closer and stopped till she was inches away from her face. "I am going to KILL YOU. How the hell could you do this to me! Are you out of you mind?"

"Liv let me explain," Abby tried to say.

"No you don't get to talk right now," she screamed at her. "Out of all the people you want me to teach to dance. Why does it have to be HIM? Why can't it be someone else? You told me it was a politician. Why didn't you tell me it was President Grant? You know MY FAMILY Abby. Are you FLIPPING crazy?"

"I thought you'd recognize the girls," she countered. "He's really a good guy Liv. You just have to get to know him."

"Oh that's why you didn't tell me. You THOUGHT I recognize the girls. I don't follow that LIFE anymore for a reason. You KNOW my father. You know what that man wanted me to be. Now you're practically placing me in the Lion's Den. Are you crazy? You should have told me it was him. I CANNOT do this. I'll teach Nina and Bells but I can't teach him." Olivia walked away and began to take her costume off.

Abby now got pissed. "Stop walking! And yes you are!"

Olivia whipped around. No one tells Olivia Pope what to do. "I am not….," but Abby heard enough. It was time to bring out her Chief of Staff claws.

"You are GOING to go out there and talk to him Olivia. Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III is NOT like your father. He's NOT going to use you, like the others. He is a good, sweet, caring man and father. He has always been above the fray, and whether you like it or not, he's a one in a lifetime man."

"Abby, you know I can't be involved like this. If my father found out," she tried to explain.

"President Grant has the best agents protecting him, and in turn you. His daughters adore you Liv." Abby explained to her, hoping she would agree.

"I said I would teach Nina and Bells. I can't do TEACH him Abby. I just can't," she whimpered and walked away. Abby grabbed her hand and turned her around.

"Yes you can and YOU WILL. I saw the way YOU looked at him, and how he looked at you," Abby threw in her face.

"I don't know what you are talking about," she threw back.

"BULL SHIT," Abby screamed. "Yes you do. You're just to chicken shit to admit it. You've been pushing people away from your heart all your life. You can't deny to me that you FELT nothing when you looked into that man's eyes. I know he felt it too."

"Abby, you're making SHIT up now," Olivia sneered.

"I am not. You both got butterflies when you looked at each other and you KNOW it. Now YOU ARE going to go out there and talk to him at least. And if you don't like him after ACTUALLY talking to him, then don't teach him. You have my word and I won't push the issue," Abby promised.

Olivia eyed her suspiciously. "Promise me Abigail that he's NOT like the others. That The President is NOT like my father."

"He's not Liv. Fitz REALLY is a good man. Please," she pleaded. Olivia heard her voice soften when she called him by his name. "He WON'T hurt you."

"Fine," Olivia agree. "I still HATE you right now. I thought you hated Republicans."

"I did until I met him," Abby shot back, taking Olivia's arm and walking her out of her dressing room. The stood behind the curtain and saw Fitz talking to Max, Cyrus, and James. No one was there now.

/

Every Time our Eyes Meet

"I hope she stays in her costume." Nina blurted out. "She looked so beautiful, right Daddy?"

"Yes she d…" he barely got out before she emerged from backstage with Abby. She was still in her costume. "She is exquisite," he said out loud, watching her walk over to them.

"LIVY," the girls screamed and ran into her arms. Fitz had never seen them behave like this before and was completely taken back. They of course did this for his sister Liz, and his mom. He watched as the force of their hug, sent her flying backwards, and onto the dance floor.

"GIRLS," Fitz bellowed, running over to where all three of them were lying on the floor in the biggest fit of giggles. The agents followed him along with Max, Cyrus, and James.

"Oh Hell," Abby huffed out.

"Oh my gosh LIv we are so sorry," Nina cried out. "Did I ruin your dress?"

"No it's fine" paying attention to the girls. "It's just a dress."

"You knocked her over you Twerp," Bells scolded her sister.

"I did not," Nina huffed back. "It's your fault too. I didn't do it ALL myself you TWIT."

"I am not a TWIT, you DORK," Bellie sneered. "If she's hurt, Daddy's going to be pissed!"

"LADIES that is ENOUGH," Fitz bellowed, finally making it over to Olivia and his daughters. "Off the floor now and Miss Pope," Fitz commanded. Olivia kept her eyes on the girls and nudged them to get up. She mouthed that she was okay and she was not hurt. She felt HIS eyes gazing down on her, but if she looked up with him towering over them, she'd be toast.

Nina and Bells got up and Olivia started to get up. She saw a hand, and someone bend down to help her. She thought nothing of it and grabbed onto the person for balance. The moment her hand made contact, she KNEW it was not Max. She closed her eyes, and felt the President of the United States, help her up off the floor.

She felt her entire body come alive, and all he was doing was touching her. The butterflies in her stomach felt like lightning bugs, sending an static charges that were firing all over her body. She felt her toes curl, sparks on her neck, and her breathing increased.

All the way up, till she was standing he did not let her go. He moved closer to her and was now holding onto her elbows. Olivia opened her eyes and could see his chest rising and falling as fast as her own. She could feel his breath on her head. My GOD he smelt so good- a mixture of pine and spice.

Before she could do anything, she heard him say to her, "Miss Pope, are you all right?"

With her head down, still unable to meet his eyes, she answered, "Yes I'm fine thank you." She swallowed hard, still unable to look up and meet his eyes. She was breathing rapidly, not sure what do to. She heard Abby scolding the girls, and Cyrus and James talking, but could not make out what they were saying.

She finally found her words and asked, "You can let me go now Mr. President. I won't fall."

"Only if you look at me first," Fitz asked. She tried to ask why, but Fitz whispered, "Please?" His sweet voice went through her entire body, like a knife through butter. His voice tone was deep but sweet, and sensual at the same time.

She closed her eyes and gradually raised her head. Olivia willed herself to open her eyes. When she did, Olivia was met with the most gorgeous pair of crystal blue eyes she had ever seen. Fitz smiled at her and uttered, "There you are," making Olivia blush.

"Hi," she said first not sure what else to say.

"Hi," he answered back. She tried to pull away from his grasp but he she could sense that he did not want to let her go. "Are you sure you're okay Miss Pope?"

"Yes Mr. President I'm fine. Your daughters didn't hurt me I promise," she barely got out.

"Good," Fitz said back, watching her every move. "I…um…" he tried to say but Max came over t her.

"Gorgeous," making Olivia blush and finally step away from The President.

"Hey Lover Muffin," making Fitz give her the strangest look.

"I see you met your new student," Max said, standing next to Olivia. He wrapped his hand around her waist. The move and Max's hand on her body did not go unnoticed by Fitz. He definitely did not like it.

"I would seem that way," she glanced at Fitz and looked away quickly, unable to hold his piercing gaze, without feeling her cheeks flush.

Abby then came over and tried to introduce them, but Olivia told her, "I think we're good Abigail. Thanks." Abby knew she was pissed. Her voice tone was enough of an indication as was the daggers that were shooting out of her eyes. She agreed to meet and talk to him and hoped this was enough.

Abby stepped back, next to Fitz, who was could sense that Abby did not tell WHO she would be giving lessons to. The girls then went up to her and apologized for knocking her over. Olivia turned to them and told them she was fine, and to be more careful.

"So is third place good," Bellie asked her first.

"Well, it's not bad," Max stated to her first. "Next week we're hoping we place higher, right Gorgeous?" Max without having a second though, placed a kiss on her cheek. She looked to Fitz. He swallowed quickly, trying to seem like Max's kiss did not bother him, but it did.

"We'll see," Olivia stated, and quickly looked at Fitz, who had his hands placed in his pockets, to hide his nervousness. She saw him pierce his lips in, and when their eyes met again, she felt the same connection as before. She shook her head, and quickly turned away.

Fitz placed his head down, but kept watching and listening to her talk to the girls. The sound of her voice was tugging at his heart in every way imaginable. Each syllable, word, sounded like music it to his ears. He could listen to her talk forever.

Nina then spoke up, pulling on Fitz, "Daddy says we can come and watch you dance next week again."

Olivia turned to him, "Really? You don't have to."

"I want to see YOU dance again," putting emphasis on the one word he really wanted her to hear.

She raised her eyes, feeling even more nervous, and quickly leaned on Max for support. He whispered to her, "You okay?"

"Yes," she whispered, and gave Max a faint smile. Max also knew her well and could sense her uneasiness with the situation.

Abby knew she was in trouble, but decided to just go for it, or Olivia would never teach him to dance. "Mr. President, why don't we let Olivia and you have a few moments alone so you two can hash out your lessons. Is that okay Liv?"

"Sure," Olivia said, through grinded teeth. She was SO READY to kill her. She looked to Fitz.

"Yes I'd like that Miss Pope." Fitz answered.

Cyrus and James then suggested her and Fitz go walk to the garden in the back of the building. It was quite and they could have some time alone. Olivia agreed, and lead Fitz away from everyone.

"You'd Be Lucky to Dance with Me…"

Olivia and Fitz walked in comfortable silence, with his agents in tow. She wanted to change out of her costume but wasn't sure if he'd mind. "You can change you know. I'll wait here and you go ahead." She nodded and was shocked how he knew. She went and changed and came out in a light pink dress and shoes.

Fitz was stuck but how beautiful she truly looked. "Wow," he said to himself. She must have known what he was thinking because, she blushed.

She opened the door to the back of the studio and walked into the garden. "Wow."

"Mr. President?"

"I like it," Fitz said back, letting her go in front of him.

Olivia pointed to a bench and they went and sat down. She sat far away from him as possible, not sure sitting to close to him would be a good idea. "I don't have cooties you know," he chuckled.

"I know that," she breathed out.

"So why you over there," Fitz teased. She was afraid of him but he didn't get why. "I promise I won't bite. I would never hurt you Olivia."

When he said her name, she froze and finally met his eyes. She bit her lip, making Fitz smiled at her more. "That's good to know."

He moved closer. "So how does this dancing thing work?"

"Excuse me?"

"How does it work?"

"Um care to elaborate," Olivia asked him back, not sure.

"Well obviously we need to set up lesson times. I would like to know when you are free so I can clear my schedule. Then I have to set up times for the girls, right?" She nodded and they worked out two days and times for the girls. Fitz said they both were fine.

Olivia was ready to head back to the others, not wanting to be alone with him anymore. She started to get up until Fitz said, "Oh yes I am sure you need to dance with me, to see how bad I really am," Fitz winked at her, making her cheeks flush.

"Um," she didn't think she could be that close to him again. Fitz being close had her senses in overdrive. "We don't have to do that now Sir. We only supposed to be working out lesson times and such. The actual dancing can wait."

Fitz knew she was trying to get out of it, but could not figure out why. He decided to take literally the first step. "So," Fitz said standing up. "Dance with me?"

"What? Now"

"Yes now," he insisted. "There is no one out here but you and me. It's just US."

"But," she was definitely not ready to start teaching him right this second. The thought being in his arms, was sending her five senses into overdrive.

He placed his hand out, waiting for her to take it. "There's no one here but you and me. Abby sent us on this walk so we could talk and harsh out a few things. So that's what we are doing."

"But I just got dancing for the evening," she said, in an attempt to get out of it. "I don't want to dance anymore tonight."

"Is that so," he said challenging her.

"Yes Mr. President it is," she shot back.

Fitz knew something was up. He felt it, and he knew she did too. "What are you afraid of," he blurted out.

Olivia stared at him. "I AM NOT afraid."

"Then come here and dance with me," but she didn't move. "You don't think you're good enough to teach me do you Miss Pope."

"Excuse me," she answered back, getting upset.

"You heard me," he countered. "You DO NOT think you're good enough to teach me to dance, so you're chickening out."

"I am NOT," she said back, letting her emotions get the best of her. She stood up and faced him, head on. She just met this man and he was already getting under her skin. How in the hell was that possible? Her eyes were darting back and forth in her skull, filling with passion. Fitz was so turned on, he had to steady himself.

"So" he walked to her. "If you don't want to dance with me, or teach me I can just have Abby find someone else."

He started to walk to the door, but Olivia without thinking grabbed his hand and turned him around. Fitz felt the jolt of electricity as she pulled him back. She got in front of him with FIRE in her eyes. "I am good. I am brilliant. You are here with your children because of a favor to my best friend in the whole world Abigail Whelan. I would waltz, quick step and samba around Fitzgerald Grant every day. You would be lucky to have me teach you. You just didn't like the fact that I immediately didn't jump at the chance to dance with the President of the United States…" she started to say.

"I LOVED watching you dance tonight Miss Pope," Fitz said, stepping into her personal space. "I agree with every word you said, very astute. And you're right?"

"Right," she asked not sure what was happening.

"I would be lucky to have you," Fitz said letting his voice deepen and stare deeply into her eyes. He stepped closer to her again. She looked up and both were now breathing heavily but in sync. They gazed deep into the other's eyes, feeling their connection between them strengthen. She felt the instant pull towards him and backed up.

"Maybe we should," she tried to say.

"Go out there and," breathing heavily.

"Dance," she finished. She headed for the door, and lead him back out to the grand ballroom, not sure what the hell was happening between them both.

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TBC

SO I am SERIOUSLY going to leave you #Dancing right there. I know I normally don't do updates this soon but decided to do this REALLY early. I hope you enjoyed it and as you can tell are two LOVE BIRDS are all ready in too deep.

Both felt "something" and neither one are sure what to do about it. She's not running away. He's not sure what the hell is happening to him either. Abby got the verbal beat down but she didn't back down either.

So the next chapter, you'll see their first dance, (Maybe) and a whole lot more. If you have a song choice, for the rest of the competition you'd like to see me include in a later chapter, please feel free to DM on Twitter or PM on . Either way I'll follow your #JudgesScore all the way home.

Thank for reading and Happy July 4th weekend. Me's

(No copyright infringement intended by using Lonestar's Amazed.)

P.S. Yes the Judges are the same ones on DWTS. ;-)