"Mr. President, you have a press conference in a week and you never prepared your speech yet. We should get to it." Cyrus pushed.

Fitz sighed. It has only been a day or two, he couldn't remember, since the dinner, and even though it ended horribly, he missed her. He admits he has anger issues sometimes, but deep down he feels that he's losing her. He doesn't know what to do, and he feels that nothing he does will make her trust him again.

"In a minute…I need some time." He poured himself a drink.

Cyrus chucked, but then he turned serious because someone knocked on the door. He answered, and a news article was handed to him.

"Well Mr. President, you've managed to entertain the media again." He smiled. His smile faded as he read further down. Fitz could've swore he turned a few shades paler. He got out of his chair and took the article from him. He read it out loud.

Dead Men Tell No Tales

It appears that police have found the body of a young former white house aide. She was allegedly killed soon after people found out that she and the President had an affair. The Investigation is still open, so police have possible suspects, including our President. It will be hard to recover any evidence, but the possibilities of President Grant's impeachment could be high if he is found guilty of anything relating to her death.

He dropped the newspaper. He also stumbled back into his desk. He grabbed his chin and thought hard, until it hit him.

"Liv.." Cyrus looked at him hopelessly. Fitz picked up the phone and dialed her number by heart.

AT POPE ASSOCIATIONS

"He is definitely hiding something I just can't put my finger on it yet." Liv paced around the table. She didn't think they would take the client unless they knew more.

"I'll see how far I can get with these brownies." Abby smirked. Her food was too good to resist.

"I'll also go pull some strings. I don't think I like him too well." With that, Finch took off.

Huck was already hacking into the Motor vehicle database to see if they had any general info on him.

Quinn was profiling him, and that left Harrison to interrogate him.

"So what's your mom's name?" Harrison probed.

"What does that have to do with this?" He seemed annoyed.

"I don't know you tell me. What's your real name? What's your angle?"

"Mark Couffer. My mom's name is Kristina Thaxton. She passed and I don't like bringing her up." Mark looked away.

"What do you want…" Harrison's conversation faded as Olivia headed towards her office. She knew what her gut said, but lately, she never found the cutoff point between her gut and hear heart. Just then, she turns to the Fox 5 News just in time to hear more about Amanda Tanner's case.

"…it seems they found her in the ocean not too far out from Washington DC. Cops are suspicious because it went viral that the President was sexually involved with her. They plan on interviewing him as a main suspect. Later on, stick with us to find out about the 7 year old boy who drove home. What a risky little boy. I'm Tina…and I'm Mike broadcasting the local news here on channel 5…"

She dropped the remote. Her phoned buzzed a half an hour later and it was from him. He texted her.

"Meet at our place…"

She was stunned. She texted back, "kk."

She was taking the case. Who Killed Amanda Tanner?

LATER AT THEIR PLACE

Liv waited for five minutes before he showed. They didn't hug or kiss and make up. She nodded and he stuck his hands in his pockets. It was awkward, but they needed to talk.

"Ok so start from the beginning. What really happened between you two?" She hit 'record' on her phone.

He sighed. He seemed stressed.

"This is all a big mistake! We never had anything together! I met her shortly after you left and I was always upset." He blew out a breath and then continued.

"She noticed that I wasn't happy. We spoke more and I did an interview with her. She was young and…and she reminded me a little of you." He cried silently.

"A few nights out of the month, I'd come to our spot and cry. She would hold me and wouldn't question anything. I never told her anything about you or us…I…I just needed her you know." His tears died and surprisingly, Liv didn't feel a thing.

"That's all that ever happened. We spoke about light topics and art and things we want on our bucket list. She was my friend and I would never want to harm her." He looked sincere. Liv stared into his eyes and she believed him.

"So if you were framed, then who is the person framing you?"

She gasped. The only two she would think were Cyrus and Mark.