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Olivia helped Elliot straighten his tie before looking at herself in the mirror, smoothing out the skirt and jacket that were laid out for her to wear that morning. Elliot closed the front of his jacket before putting his hands on her shoulders, running them down the length of her arms. "You look beautiful."

"I'm not going for beautiful. I'm going for professional today." Olivia stated before turning to him and kissing the corner of his mouth. "But, thank you." She took her wedding ring off the vanity and slipped it onto her finger. "Are you ready?"

Elliot smiled down at her softly. "Yeah, I am. Are you?" He saw her brown eyes dart up to his, something plaguing her mind. "What's wrong?"

Olivia shook her head, dismissing his question. "I'm fine." She went to double check the bathroom when Elliot gently grabbed her upper arm, turning her towards him.

"What is going on? You are acting really distant." Elliot asked her, eyebrows furrowing together in concern. He felt her tense slightly at the fact that he knew her so well. "Tell me. What has you so frazzled that you are shutting me out?"

"I'm not shutting you out." Olivia breathed after a moment, putting her hands on his chest. She closed her eyes and inhaled slowly when his arms wrapped around her waist. "I don't know what's going on. I just feel off, like something is going to happen today. I can feel it in my gut."

Elliot nodded his head once, immediately understanding what she was talking about. "Well, it is a big day. It is very rare that the entire cabinet gets together in the same building, let alone the same room. Just take deep breaths. It's just a check on all systems and functions. Think of it as an annual review."

Olivia sighed taking in what he said and cupping his face in her hands. "You are a good husband, do you know that?"

"Well," Elliot started, a grin gracing his features, "I do take pride in being your man."

A knock on the door interrupted them. The door opened to reveal Frank on the other side. "The cabinet is ready for you Madam President, Mister Vice President."

"Time to go." Elliot whispered before kissing her head. "Are you ready?"

Olivia felt the knot tighten in her stomach, but slid her hand into her husbands. "As I'll ever be."

Olivia sat in her chair, listening to the members of the cabinet talk about what they were doing in their department, waiting for her say as to what should happen next. Elliot sat at her left, taking notes for his own personal reasons. She knew how anal he was about knowing what was going on. He hated being in the dark; it aggravated him to no end. She watched as he continued to scrawl even after the review of that department stopped.

She was about to speak when Frank burst into the room with a member of Elliot's security. "Madam President, there has been a breach of security. We need to leave."

"A breach?" Olivia asked. Before Frank could answer, shots rang out from somewhere below them, followed by a series of screams.

"We need to go." Frank said before more secret service hurried in. They all hurried to protect their cabinet member. "We need to get to the bunker."

"How are we going to get to the bunker? We are about as inconspicuous as a pink elephant." Elliot questioned before more gunfire rang out, closer this time.

Olivia grabbed his hand and pulled him with her as Frank led them out of the room through a doorway disguised as the wall. "Ask questions later. We don't have a plan other than this." Elliot wrapped his arm around her when his guy hurried in front of them to join Frank. Two other members crowded behind them, covering all possible angles in the narrow hallway. As suddenly as the shots began, they stopped and someone started shouting. None of them could make out much from the thick walls blocking the voices from the other side. "Frank, what are the rest of them going to do?" She asked referring to the rest of the cabinet still on the other side of the wall.

"They will have to find another way. You are our top priority." Frank stated before opening another door. He brought up his arm to block them from going further. He looked around the corner and scanned the room until he was satisfied that it was clear. "Alright, follow me." He whispered before leading them through numerous rooms of the house. He held them back again when they reached the main entry. There was smoke still circulating around near the ceiling, masking what was looming beneath the gray clouds. Frank signaled for one of the other men to check the other end of the balcony. He moved around to the other side of the doorway, finding only a wall of fog. Before he could tell them what he saw, heavy gunfire plastered the corridor. One bullet sliced the skin of Elliot's secret service member before embedding itself in his skull. His body flew against the wall before slumping to the floor. "Shit! We're blown." Frank breathed before wrapped his arm around, pointing his gun towards the gunfire and started shooting blindly to try and hit one of them.

Elliot put Olivia behind him when he saw the flashes from down below before footsteps could be heard on the stairs. "We have to fall back. We're never going to make it through there."

"We need to get you to safety. Our safest best was the bunker, but we can't get to it. We're going to have to get a helicopter." Frank stated before backing them up the way they came, keeping his eyes on the doorway where one of his men laid.

"A helicopter? All the cabinet members have probably fled by now with them." Olivia said before they reached the kitchen. The gunfire from before came back, but this time louder. They were close, closer than any of them liked. She glanced at the dumb weightier before grabbing Elliot's hand and pointing at it. Elliot nodded before tapping Frank's shoulder. They motioned to him, showing him what they had in mind. He ordered one of the other men to stand in his place as he helped them.

Olivia hit the top button and watched as the little shelf started going up. Frank opened the door and helped Olivia get into the shaft, making sure her hands and feet were secure before she started climbing down. Next, he helped Elliot do the same. Elliot took a deep breath when he secured himself in the small, narrow shaft, but looked up with wide eyes when the little bell went up signaling that the car had made it to its floor. Frank slammed the door shut before gunfire became a steady beat yet again. "Go!" He whispered to Olivia who had stopped to look up.

They both continued down the shaft, feeling the blood pumping through their systems hearing the fight from above. Once Olivia felt the bottom of the shaft with her heels, she crouched down and lifted up the door. The dark room was musty and looked like nobody had been in there in years. She hopped out of the small elevator and turned to see Elliot. "It smells like rats down here."

Elliot closed the door behind him before taking her hand into his. "Well, this is supposed to be secret for a reason." His eyes quickly adjusted to the dark before he noticed the slight tremble in Olivia's hand. He could feel his own nerves start to well up. "You okay?"

"Physically, yeah. I just haven't felt this way in a long time." Olivia stated referring to her time served with him in the marines, how they met so many years ago. "Don't we have a stash down here or something?"

"I believe we do. We just have to find it. Did Frank ever say anything about it?" Elliot asked looking around for anything that could lead them to what they needed.

Olivia felt a pain in her chest knowing that he was probably laying lifeless on the floor right now three stories above her. She shook her head though. It was not the time to dwell on what was going to be lost by the end of all of this. "No, he didn't." She looked around and started feeling along the walls. She felt a slight difference in the rock before noticing the distinct shape with the tips of her fingers. "But, I think I found it." She pressed down the circular button under her finger before a light was turned on. A cabinet appeared with a rack of weapons from guns to grenades.

"Well, this is yours." Elliot stated grabbing the silver pistol on the very top of the full rack.

Olivia smiled feeling the cold barrel in her hand. "Yes, it is." She set it down on the top of the cabinet before opening one of the drawers, revealing a full wardrobe for both of them. "Please tell me there are work boots or sneakers in here. I can't climb and jump around in these heels."

Elliot opened another one of the drawers and pulled out two pairs of matching black work boots. "Wish granted."

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