This is a one shot of how I imagine Olivia finding out that Fitz knew about her abortion.

I see you

Abby goes to Olivia's apartment for a night cap as they share a bottle of wine. Olivia mentions going to the White House tomorrow and Abby freezes momentarily stunned.

"Why are you going to the White House?" Abby asked with her lips pressed to the glass of wine

"Fitz is giving a speech for Mellie's campaign. " Olivia responds simply as she lifts her feet on the couch

Abby nods her head "Fitz has really changed, I'm just surprised he wants to see you."

Olivia sits her glass down as she looks at Abby 'yeah, he wants to see me' Olivia says softly trying to ignore the butterflies at the idea of seeing Fitz again and so soon.

Abby shakes her head surprised and stunned 'wow, That's incredible. I can't believe Fitz is so calm about the abortion' Olivia's heart ceases to beat as she freezes at Abbys statement 'he doesn't know about the abortion' Olivia responds earnestly

Abby grabs her wine 'Fitz knows about the abortion, Olivia."

Olivia shakes her head" Fitz does not know " olivia exclaims as she gets up pacing around the living room in circles.

"Olivia, Fitz knows. I was there when he found out."

Olivia stops pacing as she runs to the couch watching Abby with the greatest concern

"Abby, how does Fitz know about the abortion. Did you tell him?" Olivia whispers as though afraid that someone could hear them.

"Of course not Liv; Fitz came in my office and he saw the file and read it. Why do you think I kept trying to keep you away from the White House" Abby looks at Olivia sadly as she watches the range of emotions spread across her face. "He didn't believe that you had an abortion" her eyes close painfully as she thinks about Fitz finding out; the amount of hurt he must have felt.

And suddenly the day in the oval flashbacks before her eyes. The way he spoke to her, how his eyes sparkled as he looked past her wardrobe and saw the depth into her soul. The moment they shared in the oval was something she couldn't describe . The tangible emotion she couldn't place, but under his tender gaze she felt seen once again by the one person that ever truly mattered. Silence filled the room as they absorb one another, how Fitz made sure to cherish Olivia as though it would be his last time.

Her eyes tear up as she replays the words that have been looped in her head since the day in the oval 'I respect your choice-not that you needed it anyways.'

It's all too much and yet it's not. For so long she has worried herself sick at what her actions might do to him and there he sat all along smiling at her and silently telling her 'I forgive you. I understand you. I see you'

Her breathing becomes labored as her lungs become obstructed and her heart becomes heavy. Fitz didn't yell or shame her; he respected her choice even though it undermined his own. The unselfish support he unknowingly gave Olivia leaves her speechless at how he has once again showed her what love feels like.

Olivia does not walk into the oval she practically runs, her body moves without choice, she has to see him, she needs proof, confirmation that he knows about the abortion, that he is aware of what she has done to their future.

Fitz can't possibly know about her Abortion, there is no possible way that he would be this calm- this understanding. If the shoes were reversed Olivia is not certain if she would be this understanding.

All Olivia hears is the clapping of her shoes on the tile floor as she walks pass Charlottes's desk, heading directly into the oval, making sure the door was shut closed so that it is only him and her as it always should be. No one should be privy to their interaction or conversation; this wasn't about Mellie, Jake, or Rowan this is about Olivia and Fitz and nothing more.

She watches him sit behind his desk for a minute and takes note of how the sun is shinning directly on him, how he lifts his head and smiles at her gently as if she is Christmas morning "Hello Liv" his rich baritone voice echoes throughout the room. Olivia stares at him trying to judge any oddities in his tone of voice, any malice or pent up anger . She hears nothing but the sweetest voice talking joyfully to her as though pleased by her appearance. Olivia too finds herself pleased to be in his presences and so she admires him as secretly as she could.

The irony of her break up with Fitz was that she assumed breaking up with him would allow her to be free yet she sees now that it wasn't her that became free but him; without her there to hold him back he has blossomed into everything she imagined him to be and painfully more.

"Can I help you, Liv?" Fitz's voice manages to snap Olivia from her daze as she walks over to the couch.

"You knew" Olivia whispers into the silent room. Finally looking at Fitz she sees the truth- the key glowing so clearly in his eyes. She stands still frozen on the seal as she watches him get up and move towards her.

"I knew" he whispers softly and suddenly the weight she has been carrying on her shoulders dissipates into nothingness at hearing those two words . Olivia pushes Fitz away in fear of him touching her and yet the thought of him not touching her would be one of the most painful action she has ever felt. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders as she holds onto him to survive, her body weakens in his arms but he doesn't drop her. Fitz caresses Olivia's ear with his lips as he says the words she has longed to hear "I'm sorry" he repeats again making sure Olivia heard him this time and felt the sincerity. Her lips tremble and she shakes head in disbelief "why are you sorry, you don't have a reason to be sorry. "

She scoots back from Fitz and he doesn't move, his feet remain planted on the floor where she left him.

"This" Olivia exclaims as she points her finger at herself "is all my fault- I have destroyed everything in my path- "Olivia shouts into the Oval Office not caring who heard her just as long as he hears. "I am a black hole that devours everything in my way...you don't need to apologize to me. Not for that" Her voice fades as her hand covers her mouth to stop herself from crying.

"I'm sorry for pushing you. I'm sorry for not taking the time to look at you and see you." There is sadness and remorse as Fitz speaks about their past mistakes; how painful 'maybe's' actually are. Maybe had Liv spoken about her fears they would be happy and maybe had Fitz listened to them they would still be together. The unequivocal sadness looms around them as two people who are meant to be together never seem capable of such luxury. The sweet tragedy that comes with star crossed lovers; the universe wasn't ready and the stars never quite aligned for them.

His voice is ethereal like a whisper but the pitch vibrates throughout the walls and lands softly on her warm skin. She can hear it in the sound of his voice, the deep baritone.

"I still dream of Vermont" Fitz sadly declaraes as he looks at Olivia and sees his own reflection in her- a shattered mirror of what was and what could have been.

Tears begin to pool unabashed in her eyes, as she fights to not cry , she looks at her feet afraid that looking into his eyes will cause her to get further loss at the depths of his heart.

"So do I" Olivia whispers as she look at him painfully. If asked neither would be able to tell how they found themselves in each other's arms at that moment but they did. Olivia inhales his earthly scent, savoring it in hopes it will soothe her at her lowest moments.

They cry silently as they mourn the future they knew had the chance to experience and the love that has never stopped but was never on time.

Olivia's arms unravel from his, yet his arms remain firmly on her sides- waiting for Olivia to look at him and finally their gazes collide. He felt his chest contract at her wide eye stare, his breath ceases as she removes the air from his lungs and places it in her own. The pull towards her is stronger than anything ever felt before. He stands before her the manifestation of her dreams. The quest for power eventually lead Olivia to love. The truest power springs from love.

Olivia laughs sarcastically as she stares at Fitz clearly and sees the truth was always in the iris of his eyes. "This whole time I have been fighting and searching for this missing piece- this elusive key..." she pauses for a moment as her voice shakes "I've been looking for you." Olivia confirms as she shakes her head at the realization. She has wanted the White House and fought for it because she gathered from her subconscious that winning the White House would also include winning Fitz, she always assumed Fitz would be included in her quest for the White House.

Whenever she thinks of Fitz she automatically connects him to the White House, she knew Mellie was running for President but a part of her always thought Fitz would still be there even when his time ran out . She has never actually envisioned anyone else but him as President; the heir she fell in love with would be the president not because it was his birth right but because it was always his calling to lead and her calling to stand right beside him as his equal.

Fitz smiles gently at her confession, making sure not to interrupt her as she shares her deepest thoughts. With trepidation he caresses her wet cheek, wiping away new tears that fall from her brown doe eyes.

"I've been here; Livvie. I've been waiting for you."

Her eyebrow arches as she looks at Fitz curiously "Waiting for what?" Olivia ask shyly

"I've waiting for you to do whatever you needed to do. I just hoped that when you were done you would find your way back to me."

She smiles sadly "I didn't really think there was a place for me to go back too"

Fitz smiles cheekily at Olivia "There is always a place for you in my heart. If you ever get tired of the rain, I'll shelter you through the storm"

Her eyes are soft when they met his; rendering Fitz completely frozen and captivated by the look on her face. Olivia doesn't have to say it because Fitz feels it, she's in love with him.

"What do you wish for Olivia?" Fitz ask gently

Olivia met Fitz's gaze and answered truthfully, without her conscious interfering "to go home- to be free" Olivia whispers brokenly

He looks at her, aware of the yearning and exhaustion etched on her face. The sadness radiating from her eyes as her shoulders stoop, and her smile falters.

In her eyes she's broken and lost and in his, he swears he has never truly seen her before as he does now.

"Let's go home" Fitz says simply as though it was the simplest solution.

No word is uttered but silent confirmation, as they walk out of the White House with their hands entwined leaving all there troubles and fears here.

At last the universe becomes centered and the stars align just for these two people to come together and have the life they are owed- the life they deserve.

X

The ending is far more sappy then what I truly envision but because this is a one shot; I wanted to end this story on a happy note but I do see Abby being the one to tell Olivia about the abortion and Olivia and Fitz having a true moment of sincerity and understanding.

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Until next time ...xoxo