Cyrus came barging into the bedroom to find two bodies clearly engaged in some intimate act, moving under the plush comforter that was covering the bed.

"Oh god yesss! I...I... I'm almost there!"

"Cum for me baby, let those sweet juices flow!"

"YESSSSS!"

"GRRRRRRRRR!"

"GET UP!" Cyrus screamed, breaking some sort of sound barrier even he was surprised he could cross.

The bodies sprang up, clearly shocked and somewhat perturbed their moment had been ruined.

"Cyrus! What are you doing in here? GET OUT!" He spat at the top of his lungs.

"GET OUT!? GET OUT!? Do you have any idea what I woke up to this morning?" both of them shook their heads "no". "I got up out of my comfortable bed, in my comfortable home like I do every morning. The only thing that would make it more comfortable than what it is now is if my husband, God rest his soul, was here to spend the morning with me. Anyways, I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth like all good little boys and girls are supposed to do. Then, THEN I proceeded into the room down the hall, the one that my DAUGHTER occupies and walked over to her bed to say good morning. So, imagine my shock when I went to kiss her beautiful face hello, and was met with just a note with two words on it; Olivia Pope. Now, I know Liv didn't take my daughter, she's Ella's godmother so I know she wouldn't harm a hair on her head but someone SOMEONE has Ella and it's because SHE couldn't be a good little girl and stay on a damn plane with Jake Ballard!"

"Cyrus? Ella's missing?"

"Did you not hear my prior rant? Well her is the shortened version in case you missed it- YES! ELLA IS MISSING AND I BET MY ASS THAT PRINCESS MAGIC THIGH'S FATHER HAS HER!" Cyrus spat throwing his hands up in the air.

"Cy, I am so sorry. We will do everything in our power to get Ella back. He surely wouldn't harm a child." Mellie said, not realizing the severity of dealing with Rowan Pope. He was after all Liv's father and she had chased Liv away on numerous occasions with a few simple words. He wasn't that bad... Was he?

"Mellie, you don't understand. Having a child means giving part of yourself. ALL and I repeat ALL of the goodness this man had inside of him, all of the compassion and caring went into the creation of Saint Olivia Pope. He kept the evil for himself. It's probably why she's an only child." Cyrus scoffed.

"Now calm down Cyrus-"

"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN ANDREW.. Andrew... ANDREW! MELLIE, DO YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND NOT UNDERSTAND THAT THE WHITE HOUSE IS NOT A FRAT HOUSE?! It is not some place for you to whisk off for secret rendezvous with your respective lovers. And why the hell are you so high and mighty over Liv and Fitz when you're screwing the VICE PRESIDENT!" Cyrus screamed and they could see the veins bulging out of his neck as his face turned a scary shade of crimson.

"Cyrus, it's not like that!"

"Then tell me what it's like because it sure as as hell is beginning to look like some fairytale petting zoo in here! You can't keep your thighs closed just as much as lover boy who is still missing can't stop pining after the magical thighs of Olivia Pope and as a result, MY CHILD IS MISSING! One would have thought the two of you would have learned after Jerry! The man will not stop until his daughter is away from your HUSBAND! Why is has it in so bad for Fitz is beyond me. My guess would be that NO FATHER WANTS THEIR DAUGHTER SCREWING A MARRIED MAN!"

"Cyrus!" Both Mellie and Andrew yelled in unison. It wasn't long before the middle of Cyrus' statement began to sink in.

"Cyrus what do you mean Jerry? What does this have to do with Jerry?" Mellie asked clearly becoming frantic. They did after all still have to worry about the welfare of Karen and Teddy still.

"Apparently the Pope's don't feel Fitz is good enough for their precious Olivia. Fitz pissed off papa bear and you don't piss of the man who runs the nation's top secret government spy organization! There is a price. There is always a price for going toe to toe with Rowan Pope and Jerry was the price he paid, unbeknownst to Fitz of course. But now, now this man has Ella and I myself wouldn't be shocked if the White House didn't explode in a few hours, taking out the rest of us. Now cut the bullshit and tell me where Olivia Pope is!"

Mellie sat frozen as Cyrus' words sank in. She knew that nothing good could ever come from Fitz. Everything he touched turned to shit and she spent plenty of time making sure she cleaned his messes up before the public found out about it. Now, Fitz has cause a shit storm so bad, Mellie wasn't sure she could clean it up. She wasn't sure she wanted to anymore. All she knew was that her son was dead, and ultimately Olivia Pope's father was the reason why. Olivia Pope was the reason why.

"Does Olivia know about this? About Jerry?" Andrew asked needing to know. Andrew being the voice of reason couldn't believe that Liv would be part of something this heinous given the way she felt about Fitz. Andrew hadn't been around long, but he knew they were in love. Fits looked at her the same way he assumed he looked at Mellie.

"Of course Liv doesn't know. This was all some sick game to break Olivia. A series of unfortunate events if you will, that would drive her insane enough to believe we'd all be better off without her."

"Well... It's true Cy. We would be better off without her." Mellie spat wishing now more than ever that she had never agreed to allow this affair to go on for as long as she had. She pushed them together. She silently blessed Liv for taking Fitz's load in a manner of speaking.

She was overjoyed when Fitz stopped pressing her for sex and began following Liv around like a puppy dog begging for a treat. She watched as her husband stood, sat, begged, and rolled over at Olivia's command, and she loved every minute of it. That is until things became serious between her husband and his mistress. Until said mistress threatened her cushy position as First Lady. Until said mistress showed her that Fitz was so far beyond considering Mellie as being anything to him, including a partner. Until she lost her son.

As hard as Mellie tried, she couldn't even blame Jerry's death on Olivia Pope. Jerry's death was on her as she allowed this "relationship" to go on past the point of destruction. Mellie had ultimately killed her own son.

Cyrus flinched as Mellie took on a somber tone, lowering her head. "Blair House. They are in the Blair House." Mellie said as tears began to flow from her eyes. Mellie was now being slapped with the consequences of her own selfish actions.

If she had just let them be in their little bubble. All politicians had a woman on the side right? Why couldn't Fitz? Because he wanted to leave her for that woman. If she had just agreed to the divorce maybe Jerry would still be alive and Ella wouldn't be missing. If... If... If... But everyone knows that we don't live in a world of "ifs". We don't live in a world of coulda, shoulda, wouldas. We live in a world where every action has a reaction and Mellie was now being slapped in the face with hers.

Cyrus nodded his head and turned to leave the room as Mellie folded into Andrew's arms. Andrew pulled Mellie tightly and began placing kisses on her forehead as he held her as tightly as he could.

"I killed him. I killed my son." Mellie sobbed onto Andrews chest. Andrews eyes flew open at what he was hearing. How could Mellie think she was responsible?

"Mellie, listen to me," Andrew said as he tilted Mellie's chin upwards, forcing her to look him in the eye. "You are not to blame for Jerry's death."

"I fought their love. That's what it is, love, they are in love with one another. I was so worried about losing everything after all of the time I put in to make Fitzgerald what he is today. I didn't want to lose my rightful place in this house, and now that I look back, none of it was worth his life."

"Mellie..."

"No Andrew it's true. I manipulated my way into destroying them by convincing Liv to talk Fitz into conceiving Teddy. I induced labor early, threatening Teddy's health and safety because Fitz asked me for a divorce. I threatened to go on national television when he spent the night in the hospital with her, then I followed thru with the interview when he chose her over me, over his presidency. Everything leads back to me. If I had just told Fitz about... About his father instead of rejecting him maybe things would have never gotten this far. No man chooses love over power. Unless... Unless it's true love. Painful, difficult, devastating, life changing, extraordinary love. I bet you they didn't even sleep together last night... In the biblical sense. No, they probably just held one another and laid there in silence as they drifted off to sleep because that's... That's the kind of woman Olivia Pope is. She's perfect. No wonder he's so in love with her."

Andrew remained quiet as Mellie's words sank in. In a way she was right. If she had been honest with Fitz, the dominos would have never shifted. But that would mean that neither of them would have had the moments they have shared together, leading them into one another's arms. Damned if Andrew wanted to consider a life without intimately knowing the wonder that is Mellie, without feeling her love for him pour out in a kiss, or in the way they made love. Andrew shuddered at the thought of not experiencing Mellie the way he has. She was the love of his life, his hallelujah heroine and reason to breathe. Mellie was his everything.

"Mellie, when two people are destined to be together, I mean really truly destined to be together, the universe stops at nothing to make sure their paths are perfectly aligned. Fitz was meant to be with Olivia, and you, you Mellie, were meant to be with me." Andrew said lovingly as he wiped Mellie's tears away. "I'm in love with you Mellicent and if you'll let me, I will shower you with that love everyday of your life. I can't change the past, or bring Jerry back to you, but I can make sure from this moment forward you are as happy as you deserve to be."

Mellie looked up at Andrew and saw nothing but the purest of love and admiration in his eyes. Mellie knew she was in love with Andrew, but she didn't necessarily want to give up her power for that love. She had to admit to herself that being first lady was as good as it got foe her. Being first lady would open numerous doors for her political career. There was no guarantee that Andrew would ever become president, but she did love him. Had she been going about this all wrong? Was love supposed to be the forefront in one's life.

Fitz woke up to an empty bed. He looked around the room and discovered all of Liv's belongings were gone. He went to pull Liv's pillow closer to him and found a note on her nightstand.

Fitz,

There comes a time in one's life where they cannot hide from their truth. I have finally reached my time. I am in love with you, but I am beginning to wonder Just how good for you. I know you would want to Argue with me on this which is why I chose to leave you this note. I'm not leaving you exactly as I know this is a delicate Moment in your life. But I do need some time away, and you need to focus on being a great president. Don't worry. I've Never left your side. I just need time to rebuild my inner mountain so I can be strong for you.

Livvie

Fitz read the note a few times as it seemed like there was something missing. A few minutes later, Cyrus came storming thru the bedroom door of Blair House, demanding to know Liv's whereabouts. For some reason Fitz wasn't angry or hurt when he read the letter, but he knew there was something he wasn't getting.

"Where is she!?" Cyrus spat as he began combing the corners of the room as if Liv was playing an evil game of hide and seek.

"She left Cyrus." Fitz said solemnly, trying to keep the facade that he was hurting by her abrupt departure.

"Bullshit, I know she's here Fitz. Now where is Liv!?"

"She left Cy. Here, read for yourself." Fitz said as he showed Cyrus the note. Cyrus read over the note and agreed. It did appear that Liv had left.

"Why didn't she just leave with Ballard like she was supposed to!? She was already on the plane for Fuck's sake!"

"What!?" Fitz spat causing Cyrus to flinch as he hadn't realized he said that part aloud.

"Sir... Ella is missing. Apparently every fucking thing, Liv's mother, the bomb, Jerry, it was all some sick game put on by her father to get Liv to leave. To get her to leave you. I'm guessing once Jerry... happened... Liv couldn't take anymore and she broke. Her father was there to pick up the pieces. He wanted her to get on a plane a year ago sir. Well, he thought he succeeded when Liv begged him to take her away. Of course Jake Ballard was also on the plane. My guess is to make sure she remained hidden. However, the plane took off with Ballard, but not Liv. Ballard is in the wind sir for all we can tell, sir."

"No Cy, Liv's mother is the one that killed Jerry. Her father was in the hospital at the time. I saw him with my own two eyes. That's why he captured Liv's mother. It's why he killed her. It's why... It's why I reinstated B6-13." Fitz's words trailed off as the realization hit him that Rowan had used both him and Liv in his sick plot.

Fitz and Cyrus both flopped on the sofas opposite each other and as they brainstormed on how to get Ella back. Just when they were coming to the realization that no one outsmarts B6-13, Cyrus' phone rang.

"WHAT!?" Cyrus hissed into the phone.

"Mr. Beene, this is Natalie."

"Yes Natalie, what do you want?" Cyrus asked as he remembered he hadn't yet told the nanny of Ella's disappearance.

"Mr. Beene, I know I may just be the nanny and I work for you sir. And believe me I do in fact love my job."

"Will you get to the point?!" Cyrus raised his voice even higher as he was truly becoming annoyed.

"Sir, what in the name of all that is holy is wrong with you?! Leaving a poor toddler home by herself. I know Mr. Novak normally got Ella ready in the morning but I never suspected this!"

Cyrus jumped up as he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Wait, Ella is there, at the house?"

"Yes sir. There's a note with your name on it I figured maybe you left it in her room last night sp I placed it on your dresser"

"I'm on my way." Cyrus said as he hung up the phone and ran straight for the oval door.

Fitz had heard enough of the conversation to know Cyrus probably wouldn't be back for the rest of the day, or he'd have Ella play in the nursery with Teddy as he worked. As Fitz was left alone in the oval, his mind drifted back to Liv.

Fitz pulled out the note Liv had left and read it once again. There was something about the way Liv wrote it that just didn't seem Liv-like. Fitz narrowed in and noticed three words were out of place. The words themselves fit, but the way they were capitalized in the middle of a sentence made Fitz focus solely on them. Fitz grabbed a piece of paper and wrote the words Just Argue Moment over and over again, trying to figure out what Liv was trying to say. He finally managed to have the words placed one on top of the other and that's when it clicked. Fitz took the first letter of each word and got J-A-M. He smiled as he realized just how smart his Livvie truly was.

"Hal, Keith!" Fitz summoned for the two agents. Once they arrived, he wasted no time in letting them know what he wanted.

"Have Marine One prepped. We're going to Vermont."

Hey loves, I just want to make a few things clear. This chapter spent a lot of time focusing on more Mew than Olitz and with good reason. I want to try to keep this story both Olitz and Mew as best I can. Of course it will be mainly Olitz, but there will be plenty of Mew goodness in as well.

Secondly. Mellie's section of this chapter in no way shape or form reflect my views of Liv, nor is it meant to be anti Mellie. It was simply Mellie's POV but trust me it will serve it's purpose in chapters to come.

Lastly This story is more of a challenge for me because I am bringing in other characters for more than brief interactions. Therefore the chapter updates for this story I will try my best to accomplish at least once a week if I can.

As always I thank you all for reading and please, let me know what you think.