"Do you have any idea where she might have gone?"

"Fitz, if I knew where she was or going don't you think I'd tell you to send Nathan after her? Besides, you're the one who always had someone watching her, you mean to tell me that you haven't been getting every moment of updates on where she is or who she's with?"

"If I had those don't you think I would have known that she was engaged to a psychopath?"

"This isn't helping us at all!" Abby threw up her hands and sat down on the couch in the hotel room. "She's in a wedding dress that weighs fifty pounds and has a four-foot train, she couldn't have gotten that far."

Fitz nodded and let Nathan and Daniel into the room. "She ran again but this time she didn't run from me. Good to know that I'm not the only one that scares her away."

"Sir," Nathan spoke up, "she was headed towards Portland. Does she know anyone there, Abby?"

"She might, she knows a lot of people. But she doesn't have a lot of friends."

"No, she just has enemies."

"And it's not like her family is around."

Fitz swung around to see Abby. "Wait, her family!"

"Olivia doesn't have a family, Fitz. Huck, Quinn, and I are her family. The only one that isn't here is Huck and he's in California on some scavenger hunt Olivia put him on. Portland is the opposite way. Plus, I already called him and he hasn't heard from her."

"No her actual family. Eli and Maya."

"But no one's heard from them in years. They've been in hiding it'd be impossible to find them. They are on the FBI's top wanted list. I highly doubt they're even in the country."

Fitz pulled out his phone and called Cyrus. "I need you to check on Maya and Eli. Use that facial recognition system that the NSA uses. Whatever you have to do."

"Don't you think they would have found them already if they were here in the states?"

"No, the NSA system is different than the FBI. It's more detailed and shit like that. I was supposed to be paying attention in that meeting but I was actually falling asleep and told them to go ahead with it."

"Some president you are," Abby joked.

Fitz hung up and stepped out to the hall to find Blake. "You've been with her for the past couple years. Where would Olivia go if she was mad at you?"

"Olivia doesn't tell me where she's going and when she's mad at me it's best to just let her be mad until she cools down. I don't know where she would go."

"You have got to be the most useless excuse of a human. How do you not know where she could be? She has how many enemies and you don't even bother to ask where she would go? Thank God she isn't marrying you."

Fitz went back into the room slamming the door shut.

"Fitz, maybe we should give her the night. I'm sure she's fine and she's just weighing her options about what to do. Liv's got everything handled like she usually does. We just have to trust her. She's going to come back tomorrow and we'll discuss whatever help she needs from us. Until then, let's just relax and go downstairs and enjoy the food from the reception."

Abby led him downstairs to the rest of the party and watched him just sit at a table for the rest of the night.

He went back to his hotel room around 11 and sat by himself calling Olivia's phone every hour for the rest of the night. He watched the news to make sure that nothing came up about Liv. After a while he got tired of sitting around doing nothing and decided to go out to find her. He went to Abby's room and started to loudly knock on the door.

"What are you doing?!" She yelled opening the door tossing on a robe.

"Get dressed we're going for a ride."

Deciding not to argue with him, Abby threw on her jeans and a top and headed out with him.

"Where are we going?"

"Towards Portland. That's where Nathan lost her on the exit to Portland. She's got to be in Portland somewhere. We're going to try and find her there."

"Fitz…"

"Abby, don't try to argue with him, please," Daniel begged. "We've tried to talk him out of it for the past hour."

After hours of driving around, the found themselves in West Port, Oregon. He heard his phone go off and quickly reached for it.

"Fitz?"

"Thank God, Liv are you okay?"