okay guys i am here again! thank yall so much for the amount of views im getting! it is amazing! i cant fathom that little old me in texas could make ppl love a story so much. so once again thanks!

olivia's mind is all fucked up sadly. but maybe she's playing rowan and trying to get out. we will see, im hoping the last few lines are well presented in this chapter. although it might upset a few people. in any case, im not try to cause a riot like shonda so please dont kill me! thanks! sorry for typos! im sooo tired :)

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"What do you mean you don't know?" Fitz bellowed in angry towards Tom. "Lauren!"

The petite and slightly frightened secretary ran into the room. "Sir?"

"Get Cyrus in here now!"

Lauren scurried out of Fitz's presence as soon as she could. He frown as the door closed behind her. In this past year, he had seen many people's backs and doors being closed. Usually people running to get away from him. He was hard to live with. Hard to work with. The only other person he wanted to be around him was Teddy. And Teddy seemed to want him around. Plus he was the only person who could cheer him up.

"You summoned?" Cyrus asked with an edge in his voice.

Fitz's face scrunched up, prepared to tell him to watch his attitude but he couldn't. He wanted someone to talk too. He needed someone to confide in. He just need someone.

"Cyrus." Fitz said defeated.

"Sir?" Cyrus stepped into the oval unsure. He frowned at the sight of the weakened man in front of him.

"Where is she?" He asked.

"I don't know."

"She is your person, Cy."

"She's yours too." Cyrus reasoned back.

Fitz sighed, unsure where to continue. She was his person. They had the perfect plan. They sat up the whole night making love and discussing the plan. Discussing the plan and making love. Well mostly making love but they made time to come up with a plan. But when it was time to execute it, she skipped town. She left him...again. She left him all alone.

"We had a plan." Fitz confessed.

"What?"

"A plan. We gathered a list of 12 trusted sources together and leaked Olivia's name to the press. It was our plan."

"And how in the hell did either of you think this was a good plan? How did you think this would help you in re-election?"

"We had gotten word Mellie was going on live that next night. She was going to announce to the world that Olivia was my mistress. Mellie was going to throw her to the wolves. When we woke up that morning, I was going to leave. We would leak it to the sources then Olivia would go out for a causal run."

"Olivia doesn't run. She swims. She does not run."

"And that was the genius part. It would look totally unsuspected on her part. It would look like a regular woman, going about her regular run, on a regular day. It was all a set-up. A set-up that we... set up."

Cyrus slumped down heavily on the couch. His face turning red as he thought about all the problems that could arise from that "plan." He glanced to Tom in the corner, "And you allowed him to do this?"

"I serve at the pleasure of the President." Tom answered stone faced.

Cyrus threw his hands in the air. "And this great plan. What happened when it aired on the news live? What happened when they did they public stoning live?"

"They weren't going to do it live. They were to come to Blair House entrance after Liv ran back to her apartment. They would wait for Mellie and I to exit. Right before we were to walk out, I was supposed to remind Mellie of what I told her in the hospital. How she better not mess this up for me. When the reporters "mobbed" us, I was to explain that Mellie and I were just coming to together to discuss details. And I would be holding a press conference at 7 that night."

"None of that happened. Why?"

"We were only to go ahead with the plan when Liv texted me. It was an all clear type signal.

"And..."

"I never received the text."

"And the reporters?"

"They never showed."

"So you are telling me, Olivia and a dozen reporters disappeared...on the same day?"

"No, Olivia and two reporters disappeared."

"And the other ten reporters?"

"Swear up and down they have never heard of an rumblings about Olivia being my mistress."

"How is our favorite girl today?"

"Started screaming about two hour ago."

"Is she okay?" Rowan asked intrigued.

"She seemed fine. She wasn't crying. She was just screaming. Maybe like she was frustrated."

Rowan smiled. "That is excellent. She doesn't like being ignored. She has finally understands I am not playing any games or holding her hand anymore. She still has a little bit to prove to me before she's moved."

"I await you instructions, sir."

"And Hal, just so we are clear. You are a secret agent in a secret spy group. The key word in all of this, is the word secret." Rowan said, making his point obvious.

"Yes, sir."

"Who called this meeting? And at a coffee shop no less." Harrison said sitting down at the table.

"Did you really feel comfortable at the office once Huck found the bugs?" Quinn asked rolling her eyes.

"No, but I thought Huck cleared that up."

"I did but I want to see if they put another batch of them in there. And this time, I have my camera waiting for them." Huck smirked creepily.

"Down, killer." Abby said with a smile. "Liv wouldn't want that."

"Doesn't want that. Why do you always talk about her in past tense. Like she's not here?" Harrison hissed.

"She's not here! She hasn't been here for almost a year. We've been looking for her for a year. She never went back to her apartment, her credit card has no activity on it. Her bank account untouched. She vanished off the face of the earth."

"Excuse me. Olivia Pope and Associates?"

"Minus Olivia Pope." Abby said under her breath.

"Who are you?" Harrison and Quinn asked at the same time.

"Gideon Tanner."

"Gideon Tanner, really?" Abby asked.

"What agency do you work for?" Quinn asked.

"That is not important. What is important, is the holes that you Lindsey Dwyer drilled into Billy Chambers. Or the multiple felonies that you have committed. So many felonies that they could land you jail for the rest of your life. There was that pesky crime scene you fixed by making it look like a burglary."

"Harrison Wright. Do you know how many of your former inside trading criminal friends are looking for you? Jimmy Thork, or maybe you know him has No Fingers, is particularly interested in finding you. Something about you joining the no fingers club. I would advise you not to rush into this battle, gladiator."

"Huck. But we all know that isn't your real name, right Jose? Oh. Damn. I guess I spilled a secret. I don't need to tell you what I'm capable of. Because you know, don't you? You want to know what 752 means, try me."

"And you. You're a pretty girl. So pretty, very pretty. Do you remember a Charles Putney?" Abby's eyebrows furrow with anger and fear. "Looks like you do. He is very interested in find you. I told him I could track you to Virginia. He's there looking for you know. That's not very far from D.C. you know?"

"What do you want?" Huck muttered.

"Olivia Pope."

"We don't know where she is." Abby answered.

"I know. And that's the way I want it left. You stop looking for Olivia and your past "friends" will stop looking for you. Oh and Ms. I Would Love To Have Your Sock Drawer David, if this conversation stays between us, your true location stays between us also. I know how scared you are of him."

The man stood to his feet, took a sip of Abby's coffee, handed to back to her with a smile then walked off.

"Arrogant bastard."

Fitz stood gazing out the window at the Rose Garden, Olivia's favorite place on the grounds. When ever they needed to get away and just be, that's where they went. The roses seemed to make her even more irresistible when they were hiding amongst the hidden trails. How could she literally go off grid? Where he didn't doubt her ability to do it, he did questioned the timing. Had she left him again? Did she not want to be with him but didn't have the heart to let him down easy?

The door open and he knew instantly it was Mellie. It was as if the once warm and sunshine filled room became cold and dark in an instant.

"You didn't come to the residence last night." She said with a sigh.

"I was working."

"Like you're doing now?"

"No, I needed a break. What do you want Mel?"

"I just wanted to see you. Make sure you're ok."

"I'm fine." He said in a huff.

The was a pause, "Did you find her yet?"

"Find who?"

Mellie sighed annoyed, "Olivia. You precious Olivia. Have you found her?"

Fitz paused thinking, "How did you know she was missing?"

"What do...what do you mean?" Mellie asked fidgeting.

"You asked if I found her. I'm asking how you knew she was even missing?"

"Everyone knows. Hal told me you had him searching her apartment."

Fitz furrowed his eyebrows. "Where is she Mellie?"

"I don't know. But I wish I did. I'd make her stay where ever she is. Maybe we can make it through the rest of your term with you out you being so damn weak."

"Get out of my office, Mellie."

"My pleasure. But don't forget what I did to get you here." She said with a smile.

Fitz ran his hands through his hair. What is going on? Hal was on vacation. What was he doing in Olivia's apartment? How did Mellie know he was there? She knew something. Something she was not letting on. Something she wasn't going to tell. Something he need to get out of her. Maybe Cyrus and Tom could help.

The door opened with a familiar click. A click that Fitz would know anywhere. A click that could wake him from the dead. A click that had indeed brought him back from the edge of darkness when he was in a coma, it was her shoes. It was her walk. She had a unique sound all her own. Mellie tried to imitate it often but it was never quite duplicated. It was his Olivia. Fitz turned to doorway, his body ready for a sight he had not seen in nine months. A sight that he cried for every night before bed and every morning before he started his day. She stood before him, a pillar of confidence and strength. His Livvie. Her ever-present white suit with a soft pale blue undershirt. An outfit he had never see before. Her white stilts, at least five inches, clanked as she approached him with a warm smile.

"Livvie." Fitz choked out.

"What? No. I'm Olivia, sir. Olivia Pope."

Fitz stared in confusion as Olivia smiled on. Her eyes bright with ambition and focus.

"Mr. President, it has been so long!" Olivia exclaimed with a smile and a handshake. "I was hoping I could assist you with your re-election campaign."