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Chapter One You're Fired.

"I can't believe that the first thought you had about me was to get rid of me." Olivia said after she read the first chapter and closed the book.

"Well to be fair the first words that you said to me was that I don't screw Mellie." Fitz said laughingly. "That isn't the kind of thing to say in front of a crowd."

"You knew you were in trouble." Olivia sang in a sing songy way waving her finger.

"Yes I did." He nodded his head.

"You were standing up there in front of that crowd and they were worshipping you. Cyrus said he knew you were the real deal. That is what he told me when he called me. I have to say I wanted to hear every word you said and I wanted to believe you could change the world." Olivia stated.

"I just remember the world stopped when I heard your voice. My heart started beating faster and then I started to sweat. I also remember that a certain part of my anatomy came to full salute." Fitz grinned.

"You're terrible." Olivia took her hand and slapped him in the head. "Remember there are children present."

The problem is your marriage.
It looks like you don't screw your wife Which would be fine, except that family values matter to Republicans.
It's why they vote for who they vote for.
And since Sally's got Jesus firmly on her side, that just leaves family, marriage, and yours whatever the truth may be from the outside, it looks cold, distant, dead.
Where is your wife, by the way? (Chuckles) People want to like who they're voting for.
Voters thought Al Gore was a big stiff until he stuck his tongue down tipper's throat.
They put George W.
in office because he and Laura seemed like a fun couple to have a beer with.
People have to want to invite you in for dinner, and right now, you and your wife are standing in their doorway, not looking at each other, letting in the cold air.
That's why you lost Iowa.
It's why you'll lose New Hampshire.
And you are? Olivia Pope.

"You had more insight then any of those eggheads from Harvard had . And that is a lot coming from a Bulldog alum. Cyrus knew what he was doing and I trusted him. Boy that was stupid." Fitz said.

"We couldn't see what he was thinking or had no idea all the rotten tricks that he pulled. I always thought of him as a father figure. Well, I had more respect for him than that person who supposedly called himself my father." Olivia said with sadness in her voice. " I never saw it coming that Cyrus was working with my father and they both tried to keep us apart for so long." Olivia wept for the father she never had and for the friend that she had wasted so much time at odds with. Now both of them were gone.

Ms.
Pope? Ms.
Pope, wait.
I apologize for firing you.
Why? Why do I apologize? Why did you fire me? I had a job, a paying job, from which I took a leave of absence to do a favor for my friend Cyrus because I am good.
I am brilliant.
I would eat, breathe, and live Fitzgerald Grant every minute of every day.
You would be lucky to have me.
Just because you don't like hearing the truth about yourself I loved hearing what you had to say.
I agree with every word.

And you're right.
I would be lucky to have you.

"I ran down that hall like I was never going to see you again. I was so afraid that I was . Cyrus was right , at least about that. Once I found you. I just wanted to stare into your eyes. I wanted to hear that voice and most of all , I wanted to just learn about every curve and bump on that body."

"You were a dirty old man." She shook her head .

"I hadn't had sex in ten years. Internet porn became my friend. Mellie would shirk away when I touched her. Then I found out she had been screwing Andrew. Boy! Andrew, the foot guy, and who knows who else." Fitz replied.

"I am happy that she finally found happiness. Her and Marcus have been together for many years. It took Marcus for her to understand us. I just am sorry that the kidnapping finally took its toll. I admit that I lost it that day, but he was chiding me and made me feel like some black whore." Olivia made a reference to the day that she murdered Andrew Nichols.

"He had it coming . I wish I got there a little sooner. I may not have killed him but I would have fucked him up but good." Fitz was proud of his fighting skills. " The Navy teaches you that."

Olivia got a sour look on her face. "Well let me tell you something. Abby was a good friend and a snitch at that time . She told me that you had some sores and bleeding knuckles on your hands. I remember going to see Jake and his face looked like he had been in a fight and lost . I wonder, was your face on the other end of his fist?"

"Do you want to know what that punk was saying? " Fitz started "He was bating me about how he made love to you. How he touched you in ways I couldn't. He literally told me how he fucked you ten ways from Sunday. He was asking for it. I started out wanting to kill him for killing my son and then I wanted to destroy him for taking you away from me and touching my property. You were mine!" he screamed.

"I was Helen of Troy.' Olivia said slowly as she remembered the conversation she had with Tom. "I was an ideal, a woman that a man would go to war for. There isn't anything that you wouldn't do for me. You listened to me run the country. I was the President. I had the Oval and my father couldn't have been prouder. I wasn't a woman anymore. I was a monument that no woman could stand up to. Those kidnappers and Andrew knew my value and they capitalized on it.

"Elizabeth North was the biggest pain in my side. She wanted to destroy us all. She wanted Mellie to be a Senator so she could destroy me and then she had a vendetta against Cyrus. Her and Mellie romantic rivals who would share the same man." Fitz stated.

"There was actually a time when I thought that Mellie might have been behind my kidnapping." Olivia admitted. "But when she told me how worried you were and how all you could do was sit in the Sit Room and plan and strategize what to do. She said that she asked you what you wanted and you said me back safe."

"All she wanted was the Oval. That's all she ever wanted. I am not even sure she wanted me. She just wanted to use me." Fitz wiped his eyes. "I was so naïve. I thought our meeting was chance and then I find out that all it was a setup so my father could find me a trophy wife. He paid her off and she finally admitted it."

Fitz pushed himself up off the chair and walked with intent over to Olivia. His large hands wrapped around her tiny body. He had to be careful because he wasn't as young as he used to be. He slowly wrapped around her waist and then whispered in her ear. "I came to life the day I met you. I never had known love before and now I never want to live without it." His voice was slow and intense. He leaned over and then put his mouth on hers. Time didn't matter to these two. Her mouth opened to accept his tongue in the privacy of their bedroom. Her hands were shaking as she caressed the silver curls at the back of his neck. They may not have had the moves they once did , but his large hands moved down to caress her breasts. Olivia threw back her head and began to moan.

"I still got it." Fitz smiled.

Chapter Two The Worst Days of Our Lives… we may want to forget them, but they were the days that shaped our favorite couple. Coming up… please keep up the reviews