Fitz's old high school was a very prestigious one, the building was in the shape of a dome with five different floors and it took up more than a mile of land. It had Abby's eyes bulging out, Harrison chuckled he'd went to the same high school with Olivia and he couldn't wait to tell her the 'Snake' went there.

"Dude... Who in their right mind would send their child to a damn football dome? Same education as public school, just more expensive." Abby scoffed, shaking her red mane. "It's ridiculous." She huffed. "I bet Republicans own this shit."

"It's alright, red." He smirked, throwing his arm over her shoulder and leading her inside the building. He made his way down the massive, but empty halls towards the front office where the same Principal, Principal Tenners was. The old woman had a crush on Harrison, which he would take full advantage of.

"Mr. Wright, I thought that was you." Mr. Haven said, seated behind the large desk. He looked up from the computer and gave a tight lipped smile, Harrison knew right then the man remembered him defiling his daughter on school property. He cleared his throat and raised a brow.

"Yes, can we speak with Principal Tenners?" He questioned.

"She's right through-ah you should know by now." Mr. Haven said, with little to no hospitality. Harrison smirked at him as he made his way towards the last door on the far wall, he knocked and waited as Abby went towards the Guidance counselors office. He gave the woman a smile as she called out for him to enter.

"Mrs. Tenners, I think we have a few things to discuss..."

X X X

Olivia woke up with a smile on her face, as she remembered the previous day. Fitz had shown her a private aspect of his life, and shared some things with her that she had to admit had her laughing more than she normally did. The helicopter ride back was different, though she still felt nauseous Fitz distracted her.

"Incoming!" Shouted Quinn. Olivia made her way out of her office and stood just in front of the doors, waiting on Cyrus and Fitz to enter the office.

"Good morning, Olivia." Cyrus said, she fought to roll her eyes. They were all well past the acquaintance stage, but Cyrus didn't know that yet. She gave him a quick hug and gave Fitz a handshake, the familiar electricity shot through her and she had to take a deep breath before stepping back and letting go of his hand.

"Where's big mouth and smooth talker?" Cyrus asked, as they made their way to the conference room. Fitz cocked an eyebrow as Olivia snickered under her breath.

"Abby and Harrison went to your old high school, and soon after that they'll follow some leads." Olivia said, Fitz's eyes never left her form. He found himself watching her movements, from the way she kept tucking strands behind her ear, to the way she was shifting from foot to foot as Huck and Quinn made their way into the room with their laptops.

"Are we ready to start?" Olivia asked, looking at Cyrus for confirmation.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Alright, Huck?" He gave her a small smile and passed each person at the table a small file with pictures and cliff notes.

"As per requested, I did a background check on Mellie. As we all know, she's from a blue blooded family that went M.C. Hammer broke-" He paused. "No pun intended." and continued. "She's had three boyfriends throughout her life. Malcolm Forbes, Justin Alvarez and Timothy Mack."

"Before you ask, yes that Forbes." He looked at his computer screen and pressed a button so the projector turned on. "She was interested only in men with money, and she landed quite the mark with Mr. Forbes until he left her for a blonde bombshell with plastic watermelons and an non-existent waist."

"Malcolm Forbes?" Olivia questioned.

Huck looked up. "Yeah, they were middle school sweethearts, until tenth grade. He was the last boyfriend she had until Fitzgerald-" He fought the urge to roll his eyes when Fitz, gave him a stern look. "Fitz."

Quinn took over. "Anyway, as of your wishes. We've been also looking into Mellie's present, it would seem she's made an appointment with Mr. Forbes for Wednesday in D.C." She started the slideshow, showing pictures of Mellie's dealings. "She's had a meeting with Hollis Doyle, who flew out about a week ago to meet with Big Jerry Grant. By the looks of things, I'd say she's gathering a very powerful storm."

"And guess who else, she's got in her back corner?" Quinn asked, with a impassive face. She changed the slide and Olivia and Cyrus gasped.

"Is that?" Cyrus asked.

"Verna Thornton..." She shook her head.

"What are they doing with U.S. President Verna Thornton?" Fitz asked.

"Mellie's playing a smart game." Olivia said. "But, we're smarter. She'll make a mistake soon enough, no one can be perfect. She'll get in bed with the wrong people, and they'll make a mistake, if not her."

Everyone nodded. Huck started going into detail, on the non-important things that Mellie had been up to as well as in her past. Olivia and Huck both agreed that everything small or big was important, even if it didn't seem significant. Fitz was getting pissed as they went into detail of all they had on Mellie so far.

When it came to the many years of Jerry's life, Mellie hadn't spent any time with Jerry and she didn't even take care of him as a newborn. She just pushed him out and went on with her life, like it was nothing. He found his blood boiling, as he realized Mellie had pumped out a kid to give herself more time. It was then he realized, that he'd been occupied with Jerry and his business so he didn't pay as much attention to Mellie as he did earlier on or now when Jerry wasn't around.

"Huck, I want you to keep digging. Find out what she's doing with President Thornton and Mr. Doyle." Olivia demanded.

"Anything, Liv." He got up to leave, taking his laptop with her. Quinn started clearing out the conference room as Cyrus left to make a call, Olivia went to her office and kicked off her heels.

X X X

The conference was a very intense one at that, Fitz has stared at her throughout the whole meeting with a faraway look in his eyes. She saw him tense, when he read what Mellie referred to their son as. 'Fitz's distraction' that made her own blood boil, how a woman, let alone a mother could speak about her child in such a way.

"Livvie." She turned to see Fitz, standing by her door. He shut it behind him, and walked towards her.

Before he could get to close, she spoke. "See through glass."

"I don't care." Fitz said.

"Cyrus will." Olivia sighed, as she sat in her swivel chair and stared at him. He had on a light blue Armani suit, with a white dress shirt, light pink tie and matching white Italian loafers. She swallowed, as she realized the man dressed for success. She wasn't naive enough to not notice how woman reacted when he walked by.

"Cyrus works for me, He doesn't have a say in my personal affairs." Fitz said, with conviction. Olivia snorted.

"You don't have the time for Cyrus's bitch fits. Mellie's already draining most of your time, as well as the account you've granted her. You should keep your head in the game, we're on official client and gladiator time." Olivia said, grabbing her PDA. She had a few minutes to spare, before her appointment.

"What's your schedule like, today?" Fitz asked, moving towards the chair in front of her desk. He sat, watching her tap away at her PDA.

"I have an appointment in thirty minutes, ten minutes away from here. So I'm just waiting on Dane to make his way up here, so we can head there." Olivia said. "After that, I should be free."

"What's the appointment for?"

"Potential Client." She said. Fitz nodded, as she pulled on her heels.

"What time will you be free?"

"Around four o'clock." Olivia stood, and placed her things in her Marcella DeGaree tote bag and walked around her desk and towards the door. "Why?"

"I'm taking you to dinner." He said, with certainty.

"Oh really?" She asked, as she leaned against the closed door.

"Uh Huh." He nodded.

"Will this dinner be in L.A.?"

"Of course." He said, his cobalt blue eyes shining. "Unless you'd like to go somewhere else?"

"No, L.A.'s fine." She said with wide eyes. He couldn't possibly bring her anywhere out of the state again, it was too much in her opinion though a very sweet gesture.

"Alright, well dress comfortable."

"Comfortable meaning no heels?" She asked, bringing his attention to the stilettos she was presently wearing. His eyes darkened at the amount of legs she was showing in her dress. The heels appeared to make her legs longer, the glowing exposed skin bringing very lustful thoughts to his mind.

"No, heels." He confirmed.

X X X

"Mr. Keaton, will see you now." A woman with brunette hair and hazel eyes said, Olivia stood and made her way to Campbell's office with her 'Work' face on. She was checking up on him, to get the feel of him. She always followed her gut feeling in these sorts of situations.

"Ah, Ms. Pope. Thank you for meeting me today." Campbell was a short man, taller than Olivia but shorter than Huck which wasn't saying a lot seeming Huck was Six feet tall. He had midnight black hair and dark brown eyes and a slender physique that just screamed 'Pretty Boy' He came around the desk to shake her hand as he closed the door.

"Mr. Keaton. What can I do for you?" Olivia asked, walking around him and taking a seat on one of the two arm chairs by his desk. He was momentarily put off by the amount of confidence she had, and the fact that she seemed unfazed by his charms or his looks. That was a real ball buster, Hollis Doyle didn't lie when he'd said she'd break your ego.

"A sex scandal is on the verge of being broke and I can't allow that to happen, my wife is in her final month and trimester and I can't allow for her to be stressed and hurt. She could go into early labor or even lose the babies or go into early labor." He said.

"Okay, can you tell me more about this sex scandal?" She knew not to judge, so she kept her face blank of expression. Her job wasn't to play judge and jury, it was to fix people and their lives that they leaded.

"A few months ago my wife cut me off from sex, you know with multiples it's uncomfortable for a percentage of the women and unfortunately my wife had to fall under the category. It was fine at first, until one of the secretaries in the lower office propositioned me. It was just harmless flirting, until she spoke of me and my wife's nonexistent sex life..." He got a distant look in his eyes. "It shocked and intrigued me, intrigued me because she was a young little thing and she was beautiful with a figure to die for. But it shocked me because she was a new secretary and further more no one knew of our situation save my wife."

"She'd said it was alright to be calculating, because many men in my position whom think a lot won't usually make a spur of the moment decision. So she gave me a week, each day she'd pass by me in one of the tightest, shortest things I'd ever seen save lingerie. I fought the attraction, the pull but then on the day she came to ask of my decision she showed up in a trench coat and nothing underneath." He sighed, slouching back into his chair. "It was only supposed to be a one time thing, but you know the saying 'boys and their toys?' well she was my toy and I couldn't find it in my to stop so we developed an affair. About a month ago I broke it off, the woman was a complete nut job and on top of that she's delusional. Now she's selling her story to anyone who'll listen."

Olivia watched him, he was telling the truth. His whole demeanor was nothing but blatantly honest, he seemed to genuinely need her help. She wrote something down on a piece of paper and slid it over to him.

"What's this?"

"The price for your redemption." She said, with assurance.

"So you'll help me?" He asked.

"My team and I will discuss it, but I don't see a problem." She said.

"I guess that's all I can ask for." He nodded. "I've already had my accountant wire the funds over to OPA for this business inquiry."

"Thank you, Mr. Keaton." As she stood. "I'll see you, sometime next week with the teams decision."

Olivia walked out of his office with a grim look on her face, she knew his problem was genuine but there was something about the way he'd went about things that made her suspicious as to why he'd waited months later to call someone in to help him with his situation. She'd have to put him on the back burner until Huck did a full search on him.

X X X

"Didn't your Mamma ever teach you it's not nice to stare?" Olivia asked, watching Fitz stare at her as they walked through the garden. She was impressed, Fitz family ranch was absolutely breathtaking. He had managed to set up a dinner in the cottage past the ranch in the woods.

There were candles and rose petals everywhere, there was a lingering aroma of the turkey dinner that was so eloquently placed on the table. There were coral, pink, red and white rose petals that just made the moment so much more intimate and the ever blazing scent of vanilla and freesias.

What stood out the most was their was a portrait on top of the fireplace of Olivia. It was the day of their venture to Casa Del Grant, her hair was whipping wildly around her face; her eyes were shining and her skin was glowing. The background the grape vineyard and horses, Olivia's face was the center of an Opulent Orange rose.

She felt his breath on her neck, the warmth and spice of his own personal scent. "Opulent Oranges..." He whispered, moving her hair to one side and placing a kiss on the valley where her neck met her shoulder. "They're said to be the passionate kinds of roses, expressing a love of great passion."

Olivia inhaled as his hands ghosted over her small frame. "I felt it expressed you, your passion for things..." He whispered moving his lips along her neck. "The way your eyes light up in excitement..." He smiled against her mocha smooth skin. "The way your skin glows with such a caressing tone..."

She swallowed as his hands descended on her hips, squeezing slightly and caressing the small of her back. "You excite me, Livvie." He spun her around to look at him. "You're my passion, you're the other half of me. The better half of me."

She didn't know how to feel or even produce words, he was like a flame. He was so intense and fierce. There was something in the way he looked at her, spoke to her. He made her feel so many emotions at once it was like whiplash, their eyes locked as he placed a peck on her cheek.

"You're the fire in my heart, you're the one person in this whole world that can make me feel." He whispered, his warm breath inches from her lips. Her eyes fluttered closed, as he held her to him. "The only person who sees the real Fitz, and not just want I want people to see." He placed a kiss on each of her eyelids. "You mean more to me than life itself, Livvie."

And she believed him, it was all in his actions. They'd only met the passing Friday, but she could feel something between them the makings of a love that kept a couple together and just as passionate until death did them part. She suddenly felt like the world was snapping into place when she was with Fitz, as if there was no one but them in this moment.

It was always like that, never a passing moment when they couldn't feel the whirlwind of emotions, the chemistry was too deep to deny. Her hands moved along Fitz's broad chest and she traced the sculpted area with her fingertips, just wanting to feel him and only him in that moment.

X X X

"No one's ever went to such lengths for me before..." Olivia muttered, as they sat at the table. Fitz hand clasped with hers.

"No one's ever seen this part of me..." Fitz admitted, his eyes burning into hers as they finished their dinner. He couldn't for the life of him fathom why he hadn't met Olivia earlier on. He supposed it was for the best, the prior years hadn't been the best in his life and he wouldn't have wished for Olivia to have a first class seat to the dysfunction that was the Grant's and Bradford's.

"Did you paint the portrait?" She asked.

"Yes, it was when you'd saw Casa Del Grant for the first time. Your eyes lit up so bright and in that moment you looked so carefree and just happy... When I told you about it being my first visit the way your face looked, had been captured like a photograph in my mind. I had to paint it, for the last few days all I've ever done was paint you."

"You're very talented, it's beautiful." He smiled.

"I try..." He said coyly, she rolled her eyes. "What? Modesty is everything." He joked.

"If that's being modest, I definitely need to work on my modesty." She snorted, giggling. "So Mr. Grant, why is it you're pulling all the stops? I'm not worth so much trouble, you know."

"You're worth it and more, Livvie." He said, sipping his scotch on the rocks.

"So two dates in what? two days? Is that some personal record?" She raised a brow, as she dabbed her mouth with the napkin that had been on her lap, and placing it on the table by her plate.

"Well yes, I've never had to woo a woman before. The snake as you so eloquently put it blackmailed me in college and I was forced to give up dating and seeing other women. And before then, I didn't date. I wasn't interested in the manipulative sluts that were breed from this town." He said, disdainfully. Olivia nodded.

"A funny fact, we went to the same high school." Olivia said, smiling as she recalled Harrison texting her. She was shocked to say the least, it had only been them and Mellie but they were barely in school due to their parent's travelling schedules so they wouldn't have seen Fitz even if he hadn't graduated before them.

"Now that's fate, telling us we could have had it all... so long ago." He teased, she laughed.

"Adele, doesn't do well to plagiarists." Olivia said, sticking out her tongue. The air between and around them was so carefree, she could be herself without having to put up the extra front and have people like her parents or clients judging her.

"Eh... call it what you want." He shrugged. "You know..."

He leaned closer to her and looked in her twinkling eyes. "When I first saw you, I fell in love and you smiled because you knew." He winked, knowing she was a bookworm just like he. He remembered her telling him William Shakespeare wrote the greatest love of all.

Olivia giggled at the tone he spoke in, shaking her head. "I see you've been studying." She said, watching him from under her eyelashes.

"You told me, he wrote the greatest love." Fitz said, inhaling her divine scent. "And in another time I'd probably have of agreed with you, but knowing what I know now and feeling what I do..." He smiled wistfully. "The greatest love story would be one of passion, I disagree with the concept dearly of anyone keeping lovers apart because if it were you and me. I'd fight until the die I'd very well die to be together."

She blushed. "So you wouldn't die if I died?" She stared at him.

"No, because I'd be too busy beating the fuck out of the fucker who tried to keep us apart." He smirked, and then added. "And then, I'd die."

She shook with laughter. "It's weird to say the most..." She said, blinking. "One moment, it's romantic, the next it's hilarity, and then it switches." She swallowed. "You confound me, in the better of ways."

"You amaze me," He smiled, leaning back into his chair.

She finally looked away. "Opulent Oranges..." She mumbled.

"What?"

"The rose, why that rose specifically?" She said, he'd told her before but not why he chose that particular rose for the photo. "You could have chosen any rose for the portrait... Why Opulent Oranges?"

Fitz stood and took her hand in his, leading her to the portrait by the fireplace. He stood behind her, wrapping an arm around his waist and burying his face into her coconut smelling hair. "The look in your eyes..." He started, remembering when he painted the portrait. He was stuck on the red rose and the opulent oranges rose, simply because romantic reds was a beautiful color and expressed how he felt about Olivia wholeheartedly.

The opulent oranges was an intense color, it reminded him of Olivia when she blushed. The excitement in which she reacted to things big or small, the passion in her eyes when she spoke of something she held near and dear to her heart. "You held so much passion, when you looked at the landscape. The blush that tinged your cheeks..." He lifted a hand and caressed her cheek, gently.

X X X

So, It's been a while but I've been starting another story that I'll be posting within this week.

It's about Olivia and Fitz and it's a story that's very close to my heart.

Specifically because I wrote it on word pad so many months ago and I love it so so much.

Any who! Dome Highschool?

Mellie & Company?

Keaton meets Livvie?

Livvie and Fitz second date?

Aw!

R & R!