She stood before the mirror in her underwear, examining herself carefully from head to toe because she knows the woman that puts on the white suit will be different, refined and perfect, cut and tailored, the woman in the mirror is soon to be a ghost, a relic in the museum of the life that was Olivia Pope. Everything from now on will be the First Lady, the woman behind the man and the idea that she is . This was never part of the plan. The thought that tomorrow her face will be plastered all over the news once again. The idea that she'll be his forever, it terrifies her.

She stared too long and her eyes began running over her figure, tracing the outlines of the body that will be watched and examined from every angle. She sighed, she has no choice, no exit. She sat down on their bed and glanced at the clothes laid out. They were perfectly pressed and made, so much so that they're stark and blinding. The thought that she'll wear matching pencil skirts and blouses for the rest of her life weighted on her chest and she heaved for breath. She placed her hands on the bed either side of her, grounding her and breathing deeply as she heard the door open and watched him enter, his face worried and concerned.

"Liv, is everything okay?" He moved towards her and in front of her, brushing the tears she didn't realise that she she'd shed. She shook her head.

"I don't know if I can do this." He looked at her, searching her face for something but she wasn't sure what.

"You are so beautiful." He whispered as he kissed her cheeks softly before pulling away, "You shine so bright that you dazzle me. Do you know that?"

She nodded and he sat beside her.

"I'm not going to pretend that this was easy or that this was anything remotely resembling what I wanted our wedding to look like, but I'm not lying when I say that I love you. That I'll spend the rest of my life and our marriage, proving to you that I'm here Liv, for better or for worse, for always. I'm here."

She smiled shyly, "I thought I said, no vows."

He nudged her, joining her grin.

"That wasn't a vow, it's the truth. This isn't the way I wanted it but I'm not lying when I say that I like the idea of always being yours because nothing would make me happier."

She glanced at him, "Do you remember when I was seeing Edison again and you, being stupid and idiotic, got all hot-headed and jealous and summoned me to go hunting with you?"

He grimaced and nodded, "Not my finest hour."

"When you kissed me, I pulled away and told you that I wasn't yours." She sighed and leaned her head against him, "I don't think I'm ready."

"I know Liv, but that's actually okay. I'd rather you know and admit that than lie to yourself. We have all the time in the world to get used to each other. To learn what it means to be married to one another and it won't be easy but you're the love of my life and I think that's where everything stops because time and time again we've stood on the edge of endings and beginnings, but we've always come back to each other. I can't think that happens if we're not forever, married or not, you're it for me Liv."

"I love you too. It's just we've been so close so many times, I can't believe that we're finally here. I just love you, so so much that it terrifies me, Fitz." He stood and took her hands his his, bringing her upwards.

"You don't think I'm scared of you? Olivia, the whole world could crumble and all I'd care about is you. That scares me every day, that I would give up everything and anything for you but I know that whenever we're together, we're stronger for it."

She leaned up and kissed him quickly, smiling, "Basically you're just lost without me."

"Olivia Pope, love of my life and star of my fantasies, I have no hesitation in admitting I would be, I am, lost without you." He smiled but then the memory ghosted between them of a conversation so long ago where she'd remembered how true this was. How he almost couldn't, didn't, live without her. She brushed her hands over his lapels and the moment passed as they straightened themselves and his eyes raked over her body.

"Now I'm going to need you to get dressed because otherwise we won't leave this room for another twenty minutes."

Her eyebrow raised as she pulled away slightly, her hands on her hips.

"Only twenty minutes?"

He suppressed a laugh as he grinned lustfully, his eyes still trailing her every curve.

"Oh don't worry, we'll break in the marriage bed tonight. That's a guarantee."

She smiled, slightly hesitantly before her features settled as her thoughts held onto the part she longed for in his words.

"I'll hold you to that."

He chuckled darkly as he left the room, shutting the door behind him and leaving his fiancé slightly more at peace with the idea of being Mrs. Pope.

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A/N: This was a little painful to write if I'm honest. I just wished that episode wasn't a thing and I'm really not looking forward to the upcoming eps. It makes me super frustrated and there is a rant below that contains some fairly frank thoughts. I honestly just wanted to write some happiness for Olitz because we got nothing in that ep. This is less of a missing scene and more of a 'what I would have wanted to happen'. Anyways, stay strong Gladiators.

Rant and predictions, chose to read at your own risk: Last episode really gutted me and I just hated it so much. I loved Mellie dressing down Fitz because Bellamy is hella good at her job, but I didn't really get why Fitz was hanging everything on her like it was all her fault, I thought how she addressed it was spot on but I didn't really get why he'd say something like that in the first place considering that he has actually hurt her and caused damage in her life (both directly and indirectly) and he knows that. Strange writing. Speaking of strange, I just have to rant about how much I hated all the Olitz scenes throughout the episode. Particularly the fact that Olivia would rather let her mass murdering controlling crazy father, who she worked for two seasons to put away, out of jail because that's so totally a better option than marrying Fitz? LIKE HELLO WRITERS? WHAT THE HELL? I don't believe that is something Olivia would ever conceivably do. Let alone the fact that she would never advise one of her clients to do something like that. In the promo for next week she is kissing Jake and MY. GOD. I have no patience for this. Look, I hate to say it but I think we all know how this is going to end for the Winter finale. Fitz is going to find out what she did and throw her out of the White House just like he did Mellie, and to be honest if he does that I don't blame him. Olivia would rather set her father free than marry the guy, that's gotta hurt. I hope we can make it through all this because despite my annoyance at Olivia she and Fitz have always been endgame on this show, I just don't know how we get there*cries*

Much love and support to everyone!

Sam x