She was at the office late that night, she sent everyone else home. She heard the door open and looked up to see a secret service agent. She walked out of her office into the hallway ready to meet Fitz.
"Liv." Karen and Jerry said from the door. Olivia was dissapointed in herself, she was honestly hoping it was Fitz.
"What are you guys doing here?" she asked walking over to them.
"We just wanted to visit. Is that so bad?" Karen said a little too defensively.
"Guys, I'm fine, you don't need to check on me." She said with her hands on her hips.
"We brought wine and food." Karen said as Jerry held up a bottle in one hand and the food in the other, a large hopeful smile on his face. Olivia just turned around and they followed. Olivia went to get some glasses while Jerry set up the food on the board table.
"Hey, are you trying to bamboozle me, your not 21 yet Karen." Olivia said sternly.
"Come on Liv, I'm 21 in like 2 weeks and you know mum and dad let me have a wine or two." Karen said tugging on her arm, putting on a girlish smile. Olivia laughed. She popped and poured three glasses of wine.
"How's Franklin?" Karen asked. Olivia laughed.
"I'm pretty sure you guys talk to him as much as me."
"Well that's probably only going to get worse. I'm coming back after Andre graduates and I'm going to start midwifery." Karen said proudly.
"Karen that's fantastic."
"Thanks." Karen said.
"So where is Jake?" Jerry asked, deciding they needed to talk.
"At home." Olivia shrugged. "Look, I really don't want to talk about that. Tell me about school." She said grabbing for some food.
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When Karen and Jerry left Olivia turned on her tv one last time for the night, just while she packed up. The voice that filled the room though made her tense.
"Kimberly, we know that people are dissapointed in us, but political ideologies change, especially when provided with personal experience. We don't want to lie to the amercian public when we move into this next phase."
Olivia was glued but only a few words stuck.
"changes nothing…committed as ever…senate run…best for our children…"
An anchor cut in, at which point Olivia cut off the television.
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Olivia became a zombie of sorts. She hadnt told anyone about her and Jake, so every night she went home and the loneliness she felt only grew. She functioned, barely. She attended work and answered questions when asked, but would sit at home at night and her loneliness would swallow her whole. She didn't answer her phone unless it was work. Jake hadn't called and neither had Fitz.
Franklin and Lilly were coming back for a week for Karen's birthday as well as Ella's, but Franklin hadnt heard from her in over a week, which for her was odd. Olivia knew she had to pull herself together for when Franklin returned, especially because she would have to see Fitz twice over the week he was here.
Franklin was due home on Saturday morning but she was sitting at home on Wednesday night when she heard her door open. She turned her head as the door opened and found him standing in the doorway. He closed the door behind him and dropped his bags on the ground and raised his eyebrows as she looked at him.
No words were exchanged. He knew about her and Jake. Tears filled her eyes and his filled with concern. Olivia covered her mouth with one hand, the other hand grasping her elbow. A sob escaped her mouth and Franklin wrapped her in a hug as quickly as he could get to her. When she could get words out she spoke.
"What are you doing here early? Wont you be missing class?"
"I have a class on Friday, but a friend is going to skype me so I can be there." He released her and sat on the couch behind them. "Why didn't you tell me about you and Jake?" he asked. She shrugged.
"What happened?" he asked. She hesitated.
"We went to lunch and he said he knew about Fitz and I and that until I figured out what his divorce meant that we should take a break."
"So have you figured it out yet, what it means?" he asked.
"I havnt even spoken to him, so no." she responded before standing up and walking to the kitchen. "So is Lilly back too?" she asked putting the kettle on.
"Yeah, she came back yesterday, which is how I found out about you and Jake." He joined her in the kitchen. Olivia nodded.
"Tea?" she asked.
"Yes please."
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The next day at work Olivia's mood had visibly improved. No one knew the cause until the end of the day, around 7pm when Franklin waltzed in.
"Come on peeps, grab your stuff, lets go eat!" he announed from the doorway to the board room.
Everyone looked up and greeted him with a hug or a high five.
They went out to their favourite restaurant and had a great night. They ordered wine but Abby refrained. Olivia looked at her oddly and she gave her a weak smile back. When Olivia's eyes showed recognition Abby nodded, letting her know she was right. Olivia kept her excitement under wraps until Abby went to the bathroom and Olivia followed. Abby confirmed audibly that she and David were expecting their first child.
They stayed out till late that night and they all really enjoyed themselves. Olivia and Franklin arrived home and went straight to sleep, not before Franklin kissed her cheek goodnight.
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Olivia was going to take the next day off but Franklin said he was going to do some school work so Olivia went to the office.
Franklin hadnt been entirely lying when he said he had school work, he did, he had that lecture. But before that he headed out. He took a leisurely strole across town, figuring out what he was going to say when he arrived at his destination.
He arrived at the security gate and he pulled out his hard pass and greeted Morris. He made his way into the White House and walked through the familiar walls. He rounded the corner and found Lauren sitting at her desk typing away. She looked up and smiled.
"Franklin, havn't you grown. How are you?" she asked.
"Fine thanks Lauren, what about you?" He asked kindly.
"Pretty good, busy, as always." She motioned around the room.
"I was wondering if the President was in at the moment?" he asked, cutting to the chase.
"He is up on the Hill at the moment, but he is scheduled to be back at around 10:15am and then he has 20 minutes until his next meeting."
"Would it be ok if I came back then?" he asked.
"Of course." She nodded and Franklin left.
Franklin wandered down to the press offices and found them mainly empty, then he wandered around to Cyrus' office, only his secretary was there, he was with Fitz on the Hill. He just sat down on one of the seats and waited. He pulled out a book from his bag and began reading.
45 minutes later a secret service agent walked up to him. "excuse me sir, may I see your pass?" Franklin looked up.
"Tom?" he said then standing up.
"Franklin, I didn't recognise you. Good to see you, but I have to continue my sweep, see you soon." And he walked off. Franklin looked down at his watch and realised that Tom was probably sweeping for the President's return. Then he began noticing members of the press wandering back to their offices, which definitely meant he was on his way back. He packed up his book and waited a few more minutes before heading to the Oval. He sat at a chair across from Lauren and waited. He heard her buzzer go and she picked up the phone quickly before putting it down again. She stood up walked around her desk to the door to the Oval, nodded and smiled at Franklin quickly before opening the door and annoucning his presence.
Franklin picked up his bag and walked into the room.
"Franklin, good to see you." Fitz stood up and held out his hand to shake. Franklin shook it, tightly. Fitz realised why he was here but nevertheless played ignorant. "What brings you here today?"
"I'm here about Liv." he said seriously. Fitz nodded and motioned for the couches. They sat.
"Her and Jake broke up." Fitz hung his head. "Is that why you did it, got a divorce?" Fitz shook his head no.
"Then why? Because I hope it was worth ruining her over." Franklin was quickly lossing his composure. "She was making a life with Jake, she was moving on." He was pacing now, circles, clearly something he had picked up from her. Fitz smiled breifly to himself.
"Honestly Franklin, Mellie and I did this for us. Nothing we have said in the media is a lie. And I never meant to ruin things for her and Jake. I thought she had a right to hear from me, rather than the news, I had no idea she would break up with Jake, I told her it didn't change anything."
"She didn't break up with Jake. Jake broke up with her." Franklin's voice was becoming louder.
"What do you want me to do here Franklin. You think this doesn't hurt me?" Fitz said, now too becoming more upset, his voice rising.
"I honestly don't really know." Franklin calmed. "I just know she is hurting and I need you to fix it." With that Franklin picked up his bag and stormed out of the room. If Fitz wasn't upset by the conversation, he would have found it amusing, another thing he had effectively inherited from her.
Franklin left the White House grounds, but didn't return home yet. He was still upset, but he didn't really know why. Was it because Liv was hurt, was it because Fitz had ruined what Olivia had with Jake, was it because he was pissed off at Fitz for not standing up for what he wanted. He was confused. From the moment he found out about them, he thought less of Fitz for wanting to stop being the president, but now he found himself thinking less of him because he didn't follow through. He had found out first hand the impact Fitz had on Olivia. While she was almost always guarded, when they had really become friends, Olivia was so happy. And yes, she was happy with Jake, but she lacked a sparkle when she looked at Jake, and on the few occassions he had to wake Olivia for one thing or another she never found them as wrapped up in each other as Olivia was with Fitz in France.
They had both become such father figures to him, which only compounded his confusion. He wanted to call Lilly badly, but he wanted to talk to her about this, and that wasn't fair. Since he had been friends with Lilly, Fitz had been such a non-factor that it had never been an issue, especially with Jake around, but he couldn't tell her now in case it got out. He huffed, accepting that, then strolled back to the appartment and skyped into his lecture.
When Olivia got home from work that night Franklin had made dinner, just pasta, but it was delicious. Franklin was about to talk to her about his visit to the White House when there was a knock on the door. Olivia answered it. A familiar face greeted them.
"Tom, how lovely to see you, have you had dinner? Why don't you join us?" she asked.
"Ma'am, I have strict instructions to escort you to an undisclosed location."
"And what if I don't want to go?" she asked and Tom shifted uncomfortably.
"Ma'am, I would be required to carry you?" he said looking at his feet.
"Carry me? Really, he told you to carry me if I refused?"
"I believe his words were 'any means necessary'." Olivia frowned. Franklin came up behind her.
"Just go Liv. You need to figure it out, sooner or later, and for all our sakes please do so before Ella and Karen's birthdays."
"Fine." She said turning to Franklin "I'll be back soon."
"Ahh, Ma'am, I am also instructed that you will need an overnight bag, and you might want to change into something more comfortable, it might take a while to get there." Olivia looked at him incrediously, but blushed slightly. She recovered quickly and stormed into her room, changed her clothes and packed another set of clothes and toiletries. She returned to the front door where Franklin and Tom were talking casually. Franklin kissed her cheek then practically had to push her out the door.
They drove for half an hour before the car stopped. "I thought you said it might take a while?" Olivia asked Tom from the back of the car. Tom didn't respond, he simply got out of the car. As soon as his door was open Olivia heard the sound of a blade cutting through the air and when Tom opened her door she saw the helicopter.
"Where the hell are you taking me?" she asked, a little annoyed.
"I'm sorry Ma'am, I am not at liberty to say."
"Tom, I think we are beyond the Ma'am crap. Where the hell are we going that we need a helicopter." Tom remained silent and she shot him daggers, which he didn't take personally. Olivia reluctantly got in the helicopter, in the passenger seat, where instructed. She was surprised to see Tom hop in next to her.
They put their helments on and activated the intercom. "You can fly a helicopter?" she asked. He nodded.
As the chopper rose through the area Olivia had a birds eye view of the field of lights which were Washington D.C. off in the distance. It was a great view. Tom flew the chopper for about five minutes before they were in almost complete darkness. From her seat at the front she could see the stars above, and the small clusters of lights that appeared off in the distance, or just below them. Olivia's sense of direction was completely off, she really had no idea where they were or where they were going.
About three hours later Tom visibly engaged the controls more which Olivia assumed meant they were landing, and she was right. The landing was soft and Olivia observed her surroundings as they landed. They appeared to land in a large paddock with a house just up on the hill, but with the limited light from the house, that was about all she could see.
As she approached the house she realised how large it was. It was probably only two storeys high but with high ceilings. She was too busy trying to figure out where she was, and more importantly why, that she didn't see Fitz standing just inside. He watched her examine the exterior of the house, not knowing whether she was pleased by what she saw or not.
Olivia paused far enough away from the house that she could admire it all, but also trying to put off the inevitable. She stood there for probably five whole minutes before Fitz opened the back door.
"Are you coming in?" he asked with a slight smile. She nodded and entered. He closed the door behind her and she saw Tom and Hall, and a few other agents standing guard.
"Where are we?" Olivia asked, walking around the room they were standing in.
"Vermont."
"So this is Vermont. This is all you got in your divorce." She swallowed at the word. "Is this where your going to live once your term is over?" she asked curious. "Because it is beautiful."
"I havn't decided yet." Fitz said putting his hands in his pockets and looking down. "Do you want the tour?" he asked shyly.
"Sure."
"Well this is the family room, fireplace, piano, couches" he said pointing to objects hidden under white fabric. Olivia nodded and then she followed him as he exited out of a door on one wall. Stairs took them down to a large room.
"This is the basement, there is a giant wine cellar off there." He said pointing to a door. "And I suppose this is supposed to be like an entertainment room, with the bar." Pointing to the bar in the corner, which appeared to be stocked, but otherwise the room was empty. Then they walked back upstairs and back through the family room through some swinging doors.
"This is the kitchen." He said leaning up against the counter. It was massive and Olivia's mouth gaped open. She slowly spins slowly looking at all the cupboards and appliances. Everything was white, it was perfect. When he felt she had looked enough he moved through the other side of the kitchen to the large dinning room. "Dining room." He said only walking through it, not stopping.
The next room was the front of the house. It was perhaps the most magnificent thing Olivia had ever seen. About 2 feet above the front door was a landing with two sets of stairs leading to it from either side of the door, and then from the landing two more sets of stairs went up to the next floor, making an X. The railings were elegant black iron bent into elegant but ornate patterns all the way up. Sitting between the top two stairs was a round stained glass window that projected a kaleidescope of colours onto the middle collum of the house, it was simply breath taking.
Fitz began walking up the stairs but turned when he didn't hear her. She was once again turning around admiring the whole room. "Are you coming?" he asked and she scurried up behind him. He took her off to the left where the ornate iron railing continued all the way along what felt like a mezzanine. You could see half of the lower ground, and the other side of the second storey. Fitz went along opening doors, showing her the four bedrooms, and the shared bathroom, and guest room at the end which had its own ensuite. He then took her to the other side where he showed her the office, and a library which also had a desk, and there were two more bedrooms on that side.
Fitz was going to end it there when Olivia walked to the end "So is this the master?" she asked. He tensed up slightly but nodded. "Can I have a look?" she asked and he nodded again. She opened the door to find a room which spanned the whole back of the house. In the middle, against the wall was a large green four poster bed. While the roof met at a point throughout the rest of the house, the roof above the bed was flat. She turned on the light to get a better look, flicking the top switch on the right as you walked in the room, but the lights didn't come on, instead the flat part of the roof revealed a glass ceiling.
Olivia stepped further into the room but Fitz stayed on the other side of the threshold. Olivia then walked up to the glass wall and looked out upon the paddock with the helicopter she had arrived in earlier. She turned around to talk to Fitz but saw him walking back down the hall.
She found him sitting on an unveiled couch, near the fire. "This place is incredible." She said as she entered the room. "Not really what I imagined you retiring in. I imagined something a little smaller." She laughed. "But why are we here?"
"Franklin came to see me today." He said calmly. Olivia was reeling inside. "He told me about you and Jake." Fitz said and Olivia crossed her arms. "He told me I needed to fix things."
"So you brought me to Vermont?" she asked skeptically. He sighed.
"I didn't bring you here to fix you. I brought you here because I am hoping that I might be able to change things." She looked at him confused. "I'm sorry that I didn't give you time to adjust to the divorce, I was trying not to complicate your life any more, but apparently I failed regardless. I can see that Jake makes you happy Liv, so if you want to be with him, I will do whatever it takes for you to forget about me." She titled her head sadly. "But before you make a decision, I had to bring you here to see the dream. This house, I had built for us."
"What?" she whispered.
"When there looked like there was a chance for us I bought the land, had plans drawn and the house built." Olivia turned away from him, looking at the house in a new light. She swore she heard the pitter patter of tiny feet and squeels of delight echo through the house. She turned back around to face him.
"Show me the house again." He looked at her confused this time. When he didn't move she grabbed his hand and walked down the stairs into the basement. "What is this, really?" she asked. He looked at her hesitantly before he spoke.
"A parents retreat." Immediately images of the two of them lounging around sipping fine wine sprung to her mind. She stood for a couple of moments before leading him back up and through the kitchen to the front room. This time she imagined a kids corner full of toys, a pretend kitchen, a ride in car, Fitz stepping on a toy and jumping up in pain.
She pulled him up the stairs and over to the bedroom side. She would go past each room, open the door and look at him expectantly. He would tell her who's room it was. Teddy's was first. A red theme popped into her mind, a little race car bed in the corner. Karen was next, moave, with a big white four poster. Then Jerry was green, she could even see his mess on the floor. She realised that there was another bed room and a guest room on this side. She opened the fourth room and looked at him, less expectantly. He cleared his throat.
"Franklin." He said and she smiled more broadly, if that was even possible. She saw a room much similar to his room at her house with a beige colour scheme with a couple of eclectic items. Then she opened the last door to the guest room.
"I mostly think of Cyrus and James, but it could be anyone." He shrugged. She liked the idea of James and Cyrus coming to visit for birthday's or christmas. She then pulled him to the other side of the house. The first door was his office, then he confessed that what was currently the library was his idea for her office. She released his hand and examined the room more thoroughly, running her hand over the books and the desk. She noticed a door at the back of the room. She opened it and it went throught to Fitz' office, she smiled. She moved to the bedroom next door.
"Baby number 1. A girl I think." He said becoming more confident in his vision for the house each minute her smile remained unwaivered. Pink, this room was pink in Olivia's mind.
"Baby number 2. I was thinking another girl?" he said as she opened the door. She frowned at this though. His heart sank.
"Why not a boy?" she asked.
"Then it would be even." He shrugged. "Or maybe Ella's in the meantime." He said looking at the room again. Then they were at the door to the master bedroom. She smiled at Fitz as she led him into the room. She went through the doors on either side that she had missed last time she was in here. One side was a large walk in wardrobe with room for plenty of shoes, and at the other end was a large bathroom with a spa. She badly wanted to jump in it right now but refrained. There was also a double shower and two basins.
She moved back into the room and lay on the bed while Fitz looked out the floor to ceiling window. He heard her move onto the bed but didn't think he could look around without wanting to pounce on her so he didn't.
"Fitz." She said when they hadnt spoken for a few minutes. "Hmmm" she heard him sound back.
"Come here." She said. He turned around this time and walked towards the bed. She patted the spot next to her. He sits on the edge of the bed but she pulls him back against the bed by his jumper. They lay there looking up at the stars through the skylight.
"What are their names?" Olivia asked Fitz and he responded without even having to think.
"Clara and Lillian." She smiled.
"What about a boy?" she asked.
"Benjamin?" he turned his head to look at her. She burst out laughing. "Fine, not Benjamin." He said a little offended.
"Then we would have Benjamin and Franklin." Her laughter stopped. "What about Angus?"
"I like Angus." He said turning his head back to the stars.
"You really thought about this place didn't you?" she asked and he chuckles.
"Only ever spare second for the last 7 years." He said honestly. They hadn't been touching on the bed until Olivia rolled onto her side and snuggled into him, his body reacted bringing her as close as possible. She rested her head on his chest looked at the sky through the back window. Both imagining their lives together here, until they fell asleep like that.
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Olivia woke up first the next morning and extracted herself gently from Fitz. She took another lap of the bedrooms, lingering on each one. Then she went down stairs and retreived her overnight bag before going to shower. She desperately wanted to use the double shower in the main ensuite but knew she would probably wake him and he would come looking for her, so instead she went to the guest room and showered there. Then she went back downstairs and started making omlets, which she had become pretty good at.
Then she squeezed some orange juice and toddled back up to Fitz. As she sat on the bed he stirred. His eyes shot open when he realised she was still there.
"Hugry?" she asked.
"Starving, but not for food." And Olivia blushed, probably more than she had ever blushed in her life, but then re-routed the conversation.
"You were always winging that I never cooked, and when I do you don't even try it. Im offended." She said cutting up part of one of the omlets and putting it in her mouth. In that moment Fitz was grateful for the tray the food was on which he moved closer to his stomach to cover his morning erection which was made particularly worse because she had been with him all night.
He cut up a piece and put it in his mouth. Surprised he looked at her and nodded. "This is pretty good." He said still chewing his food. They stole glances at each other while they continued to eat.
Once they were finished Olivia hopped off the bed. "We should talk."
"Why cant we talk here?" she gave him a look. "Fine, why don't we take a walk, I can show you the orchards."
"I'll meet you downstairs." She said leaving the room. She left the tray table with him not to embarras him and he brought it down when he came down, in a fresh set of clothes. Fitz put the tray down before he looked her up and down, determining whether her clothes were appropriate for the walk. He decided they were and he grabbed her hand walking her out the back door.
They headed around to the left of the property and Olivia audibly gasped. Rows of trees went on for miles. Olivia litterally couldn't see where they finished.
"Peaches, nectarines, apples, pears." He began leading her into the orchards.
"So what else did Franklin say to you?" she asked as they strolled.
"He said I ruined you, when you had made a life for yourself. I told him that it wasn't my intention. He told me that I needed to fix things." He let that hang in the air for a few moments before lightening the mood slightly. "Have you noticed that he paces, just like you. And he has become quite adept at the Olivia Pope exit." She smiled too. She had noticed the pacing, but wasn't sure if that was a positive influence or not.
"So why did you get a divorce then?" she asked.
"You know that Mellie and I havn't been a proper couple since before the election, and we just dont see a need to lie about it anymore. It serves no purpose. And her and Andrew want to be together, so…" he shrugged and kicked a small rock.
"So what does this mean?" she asked the question Jake had asked her.
"I honestly didn't expect anything to change. But I guess you know how I feel." He said motioning to the house and everything around them. When she didn't answer he pressed her. "So what happened with Jake?" she exhaled.
"The Monday the news broke he asked me to lunch and asked me if that had been what was bothering me over that weekend, I said no. He said he knew how you felt about me and assumed I felt the same. When I said I didn't know what it meant he told me that until I figured it out we should take a break." He pulled on her arm, stopping her from walking any further.
"Do you still want me?" he asked taking her now holding both her arms.
"It's not that simple." She said sadly.
"Why not?" he asked almost desperately.
"Because I have feelings for both of you." She said tears forming in her eyes.
"Do you love me?" he asked, she nodded. "Do you love Jake?" she nodded. He slowly brought her body closer to his and wrapped his arms around her whole body. The tears that had been threatening to escape Olivia's eyes fell silently as she clung to him.
When he released her, he kept a hold of her hand and they walked back to the house. "Tea?" he asked as they entered the doors.
"Yes please." And she uncovered a couch and sat. She saw her small bag in the corner and realised she hadnt checked her phone. She pulled it out and had 8 missed calls from Franklin and a text Are you ok? Call me when you get this! She walked to the kitchen. "Franklin has been calling, I'm just going to go call him upstairs if that's ok?"
"Of course." He said as he made himself a coffee.
She walked up the stairs and found herself in the library. She rang Franklin and he picked up almost instantly.
"Is everything ok. I was worried." He said quickly.
"Everything is fine."
"Where are you?" he asked.
"Vermont."
"What on earth are you doing in Vermont?"
"He owns a house here." She wondered if he needed/wanted the details, but refrained regardless.
"Well have you figured stuff out?" he said roundaboutly.
"We have talked."
"And…"
"I havn't made a decision."
"Flip a coin."
"Franklin, I'm not flipping a coin."
"I don't mean let it make the decision, but when you flip a coin, you realise what you really want. How about I flip it for you?"
"Franklin."
"Ok, I have a coin. Who is heads? You don't have to tell me but decide in your head."
"Fine." She sighed. Fitz was heads. She heard the coin fly into the air on the other end.
"Tails." She heard and her stomach churned. "See." Franklin said when he could almost hear Olivia thinking. "Well, anyways, you can thank me later. Remember you two have to be back for Ella's tomorrow." He said and he hung up, knowing Olivia was thinking. She moved out of the library/her office quietly before walking towards the master bedroom. She opened that door as quietly and entered. She sad down on the floor, cross legged looking out onto the property.
Downstairs Fitz heard her move from one room to another and decided to bring her her tea. He saw her sitting on the ground in front of the glass as he approached the door. Not wanting to invade her space he stood at the door. "Liv?" he asked and she smiled so he entered. He handed her her tea and groaned as he sat next to her. "I'm too old for this." He said and she laughed. They sipped their respective drinks and admired the view in silence for a couple of minutes before Olivia spoke.
"I want this with you." She said nodding her head and glancing at him. "That is all I have ever wanted. But I don't know how it would work. You are still the president for another 2 and a half years, and what would we do out here?"
"Be together." He said simply.
"It wouldn't be enough, for either of us, not in the long run." She shook her head as she spoke.
"I know I still have 2 more years, and I don't know how it would work after that, but Liv, we can figure it out. Together." He said grabbing her hand and looking at her pleading. "We could stay in D.C. I can help out at OPA or something. It doesn't matter Liv but if you want me, I will do whatever it takes."
"Ok." She said.
"OK?" he asked surprised.
"Ok." She nodded smiling at him. He smiled back and grabbed her face between his hands gently.
"Ok." He whsipered as he lent in to kiss her.
Their lips met softly at first, but before long she had pulled him closer by his shirt and was kneeling so she could get closer to him. When she was almost flush against him he grabbed her back and placed her on the ground with him on top. She unbent her knees which sat between his legs. He waisted no time in connecting their lips again.
Fitz began grinding his erection into her which had her panting. He ran one hand up under her shirt and back down to the line of her pants before she broke the kiss and grabbed his wandering hand.
"Fitz, as much as I want to christen every room of this house with you right now, the next time we make love I don't want to have to hide." She said looking up to guage his reaction. His eyes darted between hers and he could see it was important to her.
"Every room Livvie?" they laughed. "Can we still make out like teenagers?" he asked tilting his head. She nodded.
"I think that is appropriate." Before she was half way through he had latched onto her neck and was sucking. "Fitz." She said pulling his head off her neck. "No marks." He just crashed his lips back onto hers, undettered. He was still pressing his body into hers, letting her know how he made her feel, but remaining still helped to keep them grounded.
After a couple of minutes Fitz pulled back for some air. Olivia's eyes bulged as she saw how red his mouth was. "Fitz, you have pash rash, we should stop." She said scooting out from under him, but laughing lightly. She stood up and Fitz followed grabbing her around the waist before she could get too far. Her back pushed up against his front and he leant his chin on her shoulder.
"You have made me so happy Liv." She didn't know what to say so she just turned around and hugged him. He kissed her on the top of the head before they walked down stairs.
"We should probably get back to D.C., it is Ella's birthday tomorrow."
"It isnt that far, we could just go back in the morning." He suggested.
"I should talk to Jake before then." She said quietly. He wished she didn't have to talk to Jake, but he knew that they needed to end on good terms, especially considering he was Lilly's father.
"Ok then." Fitz said and he went off to speak to the secret service. He returned a couple of minute slater. "I have to stay a little longer, till dark at least, but Tom will take you back whenever you are ready."
Olivia looked at her watch. She really should get going. She took a couple of steps towards Fitz. "Thank you for bringing me here." He pulled her closer.
"Thank you for coming. Now, start thinking of a plan ok. Call me if you want to run it past me, or just pop by." He said casually. Olivia's subconcious had already begun forming a plan the day she found out about the divorce.
"I will." She said and he kissed her gently.
"Bye Fitz." She said as they disconnected.
"Bye Livvie. See you tomorrow." And he followed her out the door and watched the chopper as it lifted into the sky.