As Liv applied the finishing touches of her makeup, she reflected on the day she and Fitz shared. They watched movies, talked, and enjoyed just lounging around and being in one another's company. They talked a lot about what they both had experienced the past five years, they spoke of how their love for one another had never faded. They spoke about Zion, and Liv pointed out how many of the little things Zion would do reminded her so much of Fitz. They definitely had a very enlightening day.

Liv finished her makeup and pinned the top of her hair back. It had taken longer than she expected curl, and she hoped Fitz was still awake. She got her hair to finally cooperate with her and pin up the way she wanted it. Liv stood and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Ready or not..." Liv said as she looked at her reflection staring back at her. Pleased with what she saw, Liv was finally ready.

Liv walked into the living room of Blair House to find Fitz was nowhere to be found. She went to sit on the sofa and found a note.

"I wait for you, I watch for you, I exist for you."

Liv closed the note and walked to the door. She was surprised to find Tom still standing there when she opened it.

"Are you ready Ms. Pope?" Tom asked as he stepped aside and allowed Liv to enter the hallway.

"Tom, what is going on? Why am I so dressed up?" Liv asked as she pointed to the white floor length Donna Karen ensemble he had picked out for her.

"All I can say is the president has an evening planned for the two of you. I'm fairly sure you will love it." Tom replied knowing he couldn't give too much information without Liv figuring out the plan.

Liv looked at Tom wishing he would tell her more as he led her through the halls and downstairs. Liv was curious as they approached the doors to the oval but did not enter. Instead they took another door, a door that led to the rose garden. Liv walked through the doors that led to the rose garden and followed Tom through the rows until they reached the center. When they finally arrived Liv paused at the scene before her.

Fitz had a candlelit dinner prepared, and there was a band playing in the background. The pillars were laced with lights, and Liv noticed the gazebo had been as well. Liv stood there as Tom said his goodbye and made his way back towards the door. Liv stood there speechless until Fitz turned around. Liv forgot how to breathe as she saw Fitz standing there in his tuxedo.

"Fitz, what is all of this?" Liv asked as Fitz walked slowly towards her.

"I've spent all of my life dancing, but I've only danced once with you." Fitz said as he extended his hand towards Liv.

"Twice. We did dance on your inauguration night."

"That doesn't count. I've only danced through one song with you." Fitz said as he flashed Liv a smile. She should have known he would never forget his inauguration night. Eight years later she too still dreamt of that evening they spent together.

Liv placed her hand in Fitz's, and they made their way towards the gazebo. Once inside, Fitz pulled Liv into his arms and they began to sway back and forth with the music.

"Fitz, I've never seen the rose garden look so beautiful. This is amazing." Liv said as she allowed herself to give in to the moment.

Between the lights that were hung and the soft lighting of the moon, the rose garden lit up in a way Liv had never experienced before. Fitz definitely knew how to woo her. All Fitz could focus on was the way she looked. Liv was always flawless, but tonight, she was glowing.

"Do you like it? I wanted to make tonight special." Fitz asked as he twirled Liv and pulled her back to him.

"Fitz I love it! I can't believe you did this! Thank you." Liv said as she lowered his head to hers for a kiss.

Instead of responding, Fitz looked into her eyes. Fitz lost his breath seeing the way the soft rays from the moon's light touched her skin. Liv was the most perfect being he had ever encountered. Her skin was flawless and Fitz loved the way it felt against her skin as he held her close.

He twirled Liv one final time as the song came to an end. Fitz stood there for a moment still unable to take his eyes off of her.

"Livvie you look absolutely stunning. You have definitely taken my breath away."

"Thank you." Liv said as she felt the blood in her face rushing to her cheeks.

"I had a special dinner prepared for us." Fitz said as he took Liv's hand and led her towards their table.

Fitz poured Liv a glass of wine as the meal was brought out to them. Liv took a sip of her wine, then stopped to look at the bottle.

"Fitz, this is a $600 bottle of wine."

"It's a special occasion."

"Oh really,? And what may this special occasion be?"

"We, are the special occasion Livvie. Drink up, the night is still very young." Fitz stated as he raised his glass to Liv.

Fitz uncovered the dishes, and the two of them began to eat.

"Seafood and Steak Fitz? What are you up to?" Liv asked as she watched the smile on his face grow wider.

"Livvie, I entered the White House with you by my side. I want to exit the same way." Fitz stated trying his best to hide the rising anxiety he was feeling.

They sat and talked as they finished their meal, and crème brule was brought out for them. Liv tried her best but couldn't eat more than a few bites. Liv took a mint off the the table and popped it into her mouth as she watched Fitz finish the dessert. Once the table was cleared, Fitz took Liv's hand in his and they walked a few steps until Fitz came to a complete halt. He turned to Liv and looked down at her.

"Livvie, do you remember this spot?"

"How could I forget it. We were standing in this exact same spot when I realized just how you really felt about me, about us." Liv said as she fought back the tears that were beginning to form.

"So it's only right that I stand in this exact spot as I proclaim my love for you once again."

Fitz took Liv's hand in his, and looked into her eyes. Fitz's eyes spoke volumes. They told of how much he had missed her, how the separation almost killed him. They told of how truly in love he was with her. They did not however clue Liv in to what was going on. Liv stood there, unable to take her eyes off of Fitz as she waited for him to speak.

"Livvie, from the moment I first laid eyes on you, I had no doubt in my mind that you were the one. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You have forced me to grow up and take a long look at myself. You made me realize that I needed to make changes in my life. You made me want to become a better man. You made me strive to become a better man. You made me a better man. Even though I have said or done things to hurt you, you never entirely gave up on me. My heart beats because of the love you showered me with as I laid in that hospital bed. You gave me a reason to want to live. My soul has linked to yours and I am a better person because of it. I know we said that we would take things slow, to give Zion time to adjust, but the truth of it is that my time in this White House is running out, and I will lose this opportunity forever if I don't act now."

Fitz got down on one knee and pulled a tiny box out of his pocket, forcing the tears from Liv's eyes. Liv stood perfectly still, trying her best to breathe as Fitz continued.

"Olivia Carolyn Pope, would you give me the honor of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?" Fitz asked as he opened the tiny box revealing the most beautiful princess cut diamond engagement ring Liv had ever seen.

Liv stood there sobbing, her vision becoming blurrier by the second. Liv had dreamt of this moment since she first stepped foot into the rose garden and ventured to this spot. Liv had resolved years ago, that this opportunity had passed. Now here she was, in the rose garden, presented with the perfect proposal, by her perfect man.

Liv wondered if they were in fact rushing things. They had known each other for eight years, they had fallen in love, made love, conceived a child out of love, yet they had never been on a date.

Liv heard the voices of Harrison and Abby pop into her head.

"Over A Cliff"

"Are we gladiators or are we bitches?"

Liv opened her mouth and tried to speak, but nothing came out. Liv took a deep breath and tried again.

"Yes Fitz. I would love nothing more than to be your wife." Liv said as the tears refused to cease.

Fitz slid the ring onto Liv's finger, then stood, facing Liv. He wrapped his arms around her waist as she pulled his head down to hers. The kiss was long and gentle as Fitz's tongue sought out Liv's. When the kiss ended, Liv looked up at Fitz.

"We will still take things slowly right? For Zion?"

"We have the rest of our lives. We will take as long as Zion needs." Fitz agreed as his mouth sought out Liv's once again. Liv's body melted against Fitz's frame as he deepened the kiss. When they ended the kiss, Liv looked up at Fitz.

"How did you? I mean when did you decide this? How did you buy a ring without the whole world knowing?"

"I decided this the night we went to view the constitution. I bought the ring the night that I chose you. I've held on to this ring for five years praying one day you would return to me." Fitz said, his voice full of emotion.

Fitz looked down at Liv and managed to find his words.

"I don't want to be without you for another moment. Not now, not ever again. Stay with me. Stand by my side as I walk out of these doors for the last time as president."

"Okay."

Liv's tears began flowing harder as she realized that Fitz had been planning this moment for almost his entire presidency. In his eyes, Liv was never the mistress, she was always the one. Liv looked up and saw the tears flowing from Fitz's eyes as well. Liv wrapped her arms around Fitz's neck and kissed him with all of the love in her body.

This is really happening Liv though to herself. Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III was completely hers for the taking, and she'd be damned if she was going to let this opportunity pass her by. Olivia Pope was beginning to realize that her happily ever after was beginning to form. She only wondered one thing.

How would Zion take the news?