Quinn spent the last hour watching Abby and Olivia go back and forth. Abby had accused Olivia of things and Olivia had accused her of things in return. Olivia continued to accuse Abby of was turning against her. Olivia knew Abby and David were dating but she never expected Abby to allow her personal life to interfere with her professional one but Quinn was sure there was one more nagging thought in the back of Olivia's mind.

"We were friends, first! Abby I made sure I got you the best divorce lawyer, I did things to that man that is unforgivable because he hurt you! David is using your car to go pick up an item that a well known criminal is after. Do you know the damage that could do? Do you know that he's putting your life in jeopardy, as well as his own, just to prove a point."

"It's just a stupid box! Does it even matter what's inside? Maybe the Molotov mistress can enlighten us on what's inside?" Abby turned to Quinn who was pouring coffee and looked up at both of them. "What's in the box?"

"I don't know, he would never tell me."

"I think she's lying, Liv! Maybe Huck's girlfriend is apart of that secret little club you won't tell us about. What David and I talk about discuss in our relationship is personal, yes I let him use my car but not for that. I didn't know what he's doing or up to. So ask the person who the box is originally connected to."

"Quinn, do you have any idea what the box could be connected to?" Olivia asked.

"It must have something to do with the election scandal. That's the only thing that is pulling Jesse and Penelope together, it's the only reason for the bombing and David is connected to the bombing unaware that it's connected to the election scandal."

"Then we need to get that box." Olivia said, "Abby you stay here, Huck and Quinn can go and get the box."

"And what if he won't give it to us?" Quinn asked.

"Then take it by force, do what you have to but get that box!"

"It's incredible, James." David sat across the table from James Novak. He didn't know who else in this town to trust. Most reporters had been bought by the people that were inside that box. David had to search for the man willing to spread the truth, but that truth had come at a price. Billy Chambers requested an unedited file on Olivia Pope, it wasn't easy to come by but he got it. Just as David suspected the names in that box led him directly back to Olivia Pope and Grants committee. Who could believe that the bomb was a coverup and they had rigged the national election.

This story was big, no it was bigger than big and David needed to let the truth be known. The American people had been duped and lied to and they deserved to know, and the President sitting in that office shouldn't have been there. It was the biggest story of the decade and would probably be one of the biggest in his career.

"When can I see the information?" James asked.

"If you wouldn't mind coming back to my office, it's there."

"You left that in your office? You do realize that you're outting not only Olivia Pope, but my husband Cyrus Beene, and Hollis Doyle along with the Duchess of Deception better known as Penelope Smith. Your head is on a platter, there are satellites watching us as we speak. David, don't be a fool."

"I have it in my safe, James."

"You need to hide it better than that. People are coming for you."

"Now, I think you're exaggerating."

"No, I am not. I'm being serious, just by meeting with you my life is on the line. If my husband finds out that I, James Novak-Beene, is talking about unveiling the story of a lifetime then he will most likely have me killed." James downed his glass of white wine, "And you too. Did you tell anyone else?"

"Yeah, my girlfriend."

"What's her name?" James pulled out a legal pad and pen.

"Abigail Wheland."

"Abigail Wheland? Abigail Wheland who works for Olivia Pope, who is best friends with Olivia Pope since their freshman year of college. Did you seriously tell her? David! You're going about this the wrong way, you need to get out of town for a while."

"No, I will not run but if you're too scared-"

"No, I am not scared. If I was scared I never would have met you, I wouldn't be advising you and drinking expensive wine. I'm married to one of the scariest men in the world. I'm not scared, but you should be. Abigail Wheland isn't just Olivia's friend, she's Olivia's best friend. When push comes to shove who do you think she's going to choose?" Jame asked, for a second there was doubt in David's mind. What if Abby did tell Olivia everything?

"Let's hurry up and get to my office."

"Here." Huck handed her two needles, they both had a clear liquid, "Don't poke yourself or even touch the tip, you might pass out."

"What is it?"

"M99. It knocks people out. You're going to David's office to check and I would hate for anyone to find you there. Be careful, Quinn, please." He pulled off his jacket, placed the needles inside and handed her a small black box. "Click this button on the side, it will knock out the security system and the feed."

"Huck I'm not sure I will be able-"

"You'll be fine." He placed the jacket around her shoulders and placed the box in the other pocket.

"Do I at least get a gun?"

"No."

"But what if-"

"This is a snatch-and-grab mission, not a murder." Quinn nodded her head and watched him get inside his car, she got into her own and headed towards his office. The objects in her pockets felt like lead weights, she couldn't believe she was going out on a mission on her own. Of course Huck had taught her things but she wasn't secure in all her capabilities.

The office was cold and quiet, there had been no one in the elevator and no one on the floor. Just as Huck had said the small box had knocked out the security and the cameras, David's door opened and she crept inside. She began to look through his desk when she heard voices and they began to fidget with the door.

"Shit, shit, shit…." Quinn cursed under her breath rushing towards the door, she pulled out one needle as the door clicked open. She allowed both of them to step fully inside the room and close the door.

"... See, no one is here." Quinn struck right before David turned on the light. The needle pierced James skin easily and he fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. David looked up at her and backed up quickly. "What are you doing here?"

"Give me the box."

"I don't know what you think you're doing but-"

"David, give me the damn box!" Quinn lunged forward and he rushed around the desk, Quinn grabbed the letter opener and jumped over the desk knocking him onto the floor, she placed the letter opener against his throat and pulled out the needle full of M99.

"It's in the safe, God, please don't kill me!" He yelled. "It's in my safe, in the closet…"

"What's the code?" Quinn asked.

"One. Eight. Six. Five." He said, and she slid the needle into his neck watching as his breathing slowed and decided to finally get up. The door opened and Quinn stood up and saw Olivia and Huck standing in the doorway.

"Quinn, what did you do?" Olivia asked.

"It's in the safe in the closet, the combination is One. Eight. Six. Five." Quinn dropped the letter opener and looked at the two men on the floor.

"They'll be fine…" Huck said from behind her, Olivia walked over to the safe and removed the box. "This is James Novak, Cyrus' husband."

"He'll come and pick him up." Olivia said, she opened the safe and removed the box.

"And David?" Huck asked.

"We'll take him home, put him in bed." Olivia said, "Abby wouldn't appreciate us leaving him on the floor in the middle of the night."

Huck heard his door creak open, he looked up from his bed and saw Quinn standing in the doorway. He wasn't sure when he had become so trusting of her, normally he would have already grabbed his gun and started blasting.

"Huck… are you awake?"

"Yeah." He sat up and waved his hand, she walked over to him slowly. "Is something wrong?"

"No… that's the problem." Quinn sat on the edge of the bed, for the better part of the evening she hadn't been able to focus. Everything she had done in that office had been based on instinct, she had never felt so alive, that was the problem. Was something wrong with her? Taking down David Rosen had felt great, and taking out James had been fun as well. Why? "Nothing is wrong. I should at least feel bad but I don't. Is something wrong with me?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with you."

"But doing that… taking him down like that, I held a letter opener to his throat. I could have really hurt him but I didn't care. I actually liked it…" She looked up from the floor and turned around to look at Huck. "Doesn't it make me a little bit bad?"

"I'm not going to look down on you if that's what you want. Olivia asked you to do something and you got it done, that's all that matters. If I tell you you're bad then that makes me even worse." Quinn's eyes bulged in the darkness, she wondered if he could see her surprise. Was he admitting something about himself to her finally?

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not a good person, Quinn. You are a good person, but what happened was necessary…" He sighed while pinching the bridge of his nose. "You did what you were supposed to."

"So I'm not a bad person for liking it?"

"No." She turned around and stood up, she wanted to stay in his room all night and talk about exactly what he meant. Why was he a bad person? She didn't want to push him too much and chance him shutting her out.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have woken you up."

"It's fine, Quinn." He said, he watched her leave and laid back down in the bed. There was so much he wanted to tell her but he couldn't. He wished he could tell her that she wasn't bad for doing what she had to do, he had done so much worse than knocking a man on the floor and knocking him out. His door opened again and he looked up to see Quinn walking into his room. She neared his bed and hovered over him.

"Thank you." She said and kissed him on the cheek and rushed out of the room. Did she think he was asleep? As he drifted off to sleep he wondered why the hell he was smiling.

"Tell me more about him, Charlie." Penelope cuddled close to Charlie resting her head against his chest. Sleeping with him had been apart of the plan but she hadn't expected to enjoy his company so much. Granted, Charlie was funny but his humor was dark and matched her own.

"He's crazy."

"How so?" Penelope asked.

"There are people who are good at what we used to do, and then there are those who bring it to a distinct science. The man was a genius, he studied his targets, looked into fears and phobias and made sure the torture was the worse thing the person would experience." Charlie stroked her hair while he spoke about his old partner, "He doesn't care about people, emotions and things like that which makes this so weird. What does he want from that girl?"

"Your guess is as good as mine. We'll definitely have to get back on the trail of finding that box. My name might be in it."

"I'd hate for something to happen to the duchess."

"You know I don't like that name."

"Do I?"

"You know me better than most people, Charlie. You might not think so but I've divulged more information to you than anyone else."

"In the hopes that I might tell you were Jesse Tyler is?" Penelope look up at him and frowned, "I'm not telling you because I don't want you to know, I'm telling you because I would hate for you to try to go in there."

"C.I.A.?" She said, a part of Charlie enjoyed watching her squirm for this information.

"Goodnight, Ms. Smith." He said while closing his eyes, but he wasn't sleep and neither did she. She was beginning to worry that Charlie was dispensable, but he had shown her that he had some valuable assets. Maybe he would be more willing to tell her where Jesse Tyler was if he knew just how valuable he was.

"Are you screwing her?" Huck asked, Charlie looked into the rearview mirror and grabbed his keys. "Don't try it, I told you to leave her alone."

"I can't help who hires me."

"I made it clear that Quinn was off limits. The duchess made you do it?" Huck asked, Charlie moved the keys closer and closer until Huck knocked them out of his hand onto the floor. Huck pressed the gun into the back of his head, "No one makes you do anything. You did it by choice. Why are you doing this?"

"What deal did they give you?" Charlie asked, no one got to walk out of Wonderland free of charge. Many people died trying to be free of that place, when you were young it was tolerable but as you grew older and lonelier it was an awful place. No one wanted to stay there forever, outside of Command but that was only because he made the rules.

"I didn't get a deal. I was considered broken. Instead of murdering me they kicked me out."

"You must have screwed up pretty bad for them to kick you out. So, what are you going to do with me?" Charlie asked.

"Leave Quinn alone." Huck said and left the car and walked down the street. Charlie checked his body, making sure he wasn't dead and was surprised to find himself very much alive. What was going on with that guy? Why was he protecting that girl?

"This is your fault!" Abby lunged at Huck as soon as he walked through the door, he caught both of her wrist and slammed her into the nearest wall. "If you and your girlfriend hadn't-"

"Hadn't what? Hadn't threatened him with a letter opener?" Huck's grip tightened on Abby's wrist, "Don't you dare blame Quinn for this."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot since you're banging the-"

"Huck! Abby! Stop!" Olivia yelled and walked towards them, "Huck let her go." Huck released her wrist and took a few steps backwards. "Abby, I'm sorry that David left-"

"Left? How do I know he wasn't kidnapped? How do I know whatever secret legion of doom running around the streets of D.C. hasn't gotten to him? It's Huck's fault! If he hadn't brought her in-"

"He didn't." Olivia said, she pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed, "I brought her in. I hired her. Huck is not the beginning and end of this problem. The problem is me."

"What? Liv? What are you talking about?" Abby asked, she rubbed her sore wrists and slowed down her breathing. Harrison stepped into the office with Quinn and closed the door. He held two cups of coffee and Quinn held another two.

"If you want out. If you want to leave, do it now. But if you choose to stay you are choosing to stand by my side through thick and thin, there is no going back after this. If you leave you any and everything is fair game." Abby hadn't moved, she hadn't budged but listened to Olivia's words carefully. "I rigged the election."

"He was right…" Abby cursed under her breath, "He said you had something to do with it, that it all led back to you. Why Liv?"

"Because I did and I thought we were safe but obviously we're not. We won't be safe until Jesse Tyler is gone for good. I have to go talk to someone about that now…"

"Olivia Pope, you better not have that young man killed." Abby said, she took one step forward and held out her hand to

"That young man is currently United States property and I've spent nearly a year bartering for his life, Abby. So please excuse me, I'm the only thing keeping him alive. When I come back, if anyone is gone I completely understand." Olivia left the building and everyone stared at each other.

"You better fix this, Huck." Abby said. "You brought this problem to the front door." Abby motioned to Quinn.

"If you have a problem with me just say it."

"Fine, we don't know anything about you then suddenly you blew up a building, then you didn't and now my boyfriend is missing after being assaulted by you. He wrote that in the letter he left, by the way. Everything went to hell the moment you showed up."

"Everything was going to hell the moment Olivia helped rig the election. She didn't do it alone. Your boyfriend isn't as innocent as he appeared, Harrison and I just came back from his office and who did your lovely boyfriend just sell out?" Quinn reached into her purse pulling out a file and handing it to her, "He gave that to Billy Chambers. The same Billy Chambers intent on ruining President Grant, he gave him that file that night in exchange for the box."

"Oh, David." Abby said and flipped through the file.

"I'm not the problem, Red." Quinn walked past her and headed into her office.

Author's Note: The next two chapters will be devoted to Huck/Quinn, there's been a lot more of other people and their problems and less Huck/Quinn so I'll try to rectify that and stick to the plot. Thanks for reading.