hey guys! second update for the night :) hope you enjoy

q and a's

JFJD: this all happened the next day after. fitz has not embarked on his re-election campaign just yet. liv is somewhat of a sleep i guess you can say. we'll explore that when we go through her past.

mmrb0908: she's not cloned. she's be mentally altered lol

oceans00711: rowan thinks he knows everything! even the almighty rowan misses somethings. :)

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lorene: dont be sad...be scared. rowan has big plans for liv and fitz and huck :) the waiting is over, heres the new chapter

joanne: keep the thoughts coming :) i enjoy them and they sometimes open my mind up to new possibilities.

angchick: ikr! olivia is an evil wench but she is so fun writing.

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kelsey: a lot. olivia set up huck. she basically told on herself.

elleg: thank you. i still have a few under my sleeve. i hope you like them.

starinthem: liv is trying something with huck. the question is what is it.

demetria valentia: lol i love evil olivia. it fits here for some reason lol

marie726: chi-town! if i were a report, i would have so asked that question! lol i was told that quote one time by a guy i really liked and it always stuck with me. glad you like it too. im soo glad you like the story. i was really worried ppl wouldnt like it.

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Olivia walked over to the armiore with a curious smile. The secrets that could be contained within. She open the door to be taken back with disappointment. It was a safe. And she couldn't remember the code. Had she even purchased this piece of furniture? Because it match the color scheme, it could have been purchase in a rush. In need. Hmm. Four digits could be at least 4,000 different combinations. She searched around the office looking for little clues or maybe something.

Outside her door, Harrison stood staring at Olivia pace and snoop around. What was she doing? Was she looking for something? Hiding something?

"Has anyone seen Huck?" Harrison said over his shoulder.

"No, I haven't seen him in a while actually." Abby replied. "It's pretty late. He could have went home already."

"The door to his office is locked. The office is dark so it's safe to say he probably isn't in there."

"He hasn't started that 752 thing again, has he?" Harrison asked worried.

"No, he's been fine. He was acting a little wierd earlier. More quiet than usual. I thought he would be happy to see Liv back." Quinn said perplexed.

Harrison, with his eyes still on Olivia felt his stomach flip. He pulled his phone out, dialing Huck's number. It rung five times before a muffled hello.

"Huck, what's going on?"

"What, why? What happened?"

"Olivia is pacing around her office like she's looking for something. And you are gone. You weren't very happy to see her either. What is going on? Did something happen between you two?"

"No...we are fine. Has she left her office?"

"No, she's been in there since you left. Just walking around looking at stuff. Kinda wierd, even for Liv."

"Has she made any phone calls?" Huck asked as he watched a black SUV turn in front of him.

"Yea. She made a call when she went into her office earlier. Didn't say who she was calling but then again, she never does. So I guess that wasn't out of the ordinary but the fact that you haven't said anything to cut me off and assure me that nothing is wrong lets me know that something is wrong. What is it, Huck?"

Huck glanced behind him as another black SUV pulled in behind him in the street. He glanced around at the people out walking and shopping or milling about. Something's off. "Harrison, go to a window, any window in the office." Harrison walked to his office, glancing out the window. "What do you see?"

Nothing. No one walking around. No movement. Just cars."

"Are they parked, running idle in the street, what?

"I can't tell. Their aren't any in the street passing. A red van. A black sedan. A green SUV. A blue-"

"Okay. It's late maybe you guys should call it a night."

"Why the third degree about the cars? Is Liv still in danger? Or we in danger?"

"No Harrison. I just had a funny feeling. I was wrong I guess. We'll talk tomorrow."

Huck disconnected the call just as he stomped the gas, escaping the two SUV that was tailing him. He'd drive around another 30 minutes without incident before he head to meet the President.

"I'm leaving." Olivia announced, walking out of her office with her things.

"Pretty earlier, huh Liv?" Quinn asked.

"Yea, you never leave this early." Abby added

"I think my body is still on vacation. It's not back to work yet." Olivia answered with a laugh.

"How was that a vacation, Liv?" Harrison asked.

"Perfect. Just what I needed to get back on track."

Olivia offered another smile before walking away. Once she was in the privacy of her apartment, she pulled out her cell phone. She needed to talk to the President. Part two of her mission depended solely upon him.

Huck finally walked into the living quarters of the main cabin at Camp David. He was sure he ghosted himself from the undercovers after only ten minutes of trying but just to make sure he drove around an extra 25 minutes.

"Huck, you're late."

"I ran into some problems."

"Is it Olivia?"

Huck studied the President before answering, "No, sir. I was being tailed."

"By who?Could it be fallout for the mole thing?"

"I don't see how. The mole and his 'helper' have both been uncovered and the problem contained. I'm not entirely sure what is going on actually."

"Tell me about it. I've been more lost the last year than I care to share. Did you find out anything?"

"I was able to get a little out of Olivia. She claims she went on vacation."

"I thought you were tracking her bank accounts and credit cards."

"That's just it," Huck said grabbing his laptop pulling up a webpage, "Olivia didn't touch any of her money.

None of it."

"Then how did she go on a vacation?"

"She said she has a trust fund."

"Trust fund? I didn't know Livvie was so well off. Well, I mean well of enough to have a trust fund from her parents. She never speaks of them."

"I know." Huck whispered think. "We don't vacation. We don't hide things. We don't lie. At least not to each other. Olivia and I, we have no secrets between us. We know everything about one another. This isn't right."

"This is Ms. Pope. Nothing is ever easy with her." Tom offered.

"Yeah, what are you saying Huck? She went on a vacation, found her long-lost evil twin and switched lives?" Fitz chuckled. Tom stifled a grin too at the thought.

Huck's head jerked up, as he stared off into space. Fitz and Tom stopped their giggles immediately. Hick was on to something. They may not get it but he did.

"That's it! That's it!" Huck said before typing furiously on the keyboard. "She said she was in a car wreck, totaling her car. With any car rental place, you have to give your ID and a major credit card. She is covering for someone or someone is covering for her. Her credit cards were not used. I can hack into all the car rental places to see if they rented to her. Maybe they let her pay cash. But whoever rented to her would have a copy of their insurance claim because she not only wrecked the car but totaled it! I also know she went out of the immediate area. The immediate area is her apartment, her office, my house, Quinn's house, Abby's house, Harrison's house, Jake's house, the White House, Camp David, places you would expect to find her."

"Did you try breaking into the GPS on her phone?"

"When she first came up missing. GPS was off. However-" Huck pulled up the cached information, "The last beam from that phone was...here." Huck looked at the address again. It seemed familiar like he' been there before. He pulled up google maps, typing in the address.

"That's not far from her apartment. What is that, a couple blocks?" Tom asked over Huck's shoulder.

"It is." Fitz chimed in.

Huck continued the browse down the virtual street until the address popped into sight. He jumped from the tape, sliding against the wall.

"No, no, no, no, no." Huck chanted.

"What? What is it? What is that place?"

"Aceme Limited Paper Company. Who names a paper company Acame Limited?" Fitz asked. Tom backed away from the table, as the color drained from his face. No, it can't be.

"That...it's...this is really bad. This is really, really bad."

"Wait, what? So she went to a badly named paper company? So, what?"

"That's not...it's a front. It's not a paper company. They are hiding in plain sight. They are hiding so close.

They are two minutes away from her house. Ten minutes from the White House."

"Who are they?" Fitz asked confused.

Tom had his back against the wall, wheezing trying to talk in air. How did this happen?

"They...Sir, you know me."

"Yes, Huck I know you."

"No, I mean you know me. I'm a special type of guy. I was a marine. I was pulled from my tour of duty after I took some test. I was summoned to that paper company, Aceme Limited Paper Company for an interview. When I had no choice but to accept the job they offered, they begin to train me."

"Train you for what?" Fitz asked worriedly.

"I was apart of a small group of special agents. B6-13. No one know of us. Only a very, very selected few. They trained us to do thing. Things that would make you ashamed to call yourself the leader of this country. We did things." Huck muttered.

"Are you telling me what I think you're telling me?" Fitz looked over to Tom, "How did you not know this?"

Tom was sicken to his stomach, running to the trash can before he soil the cabin floor. Fitz turned back to Huck with a distraught look, "Are you sure?"

"She is...one of my kind, Sir." Huck whispered painfully. How did he miss it? How did he not read her like a book? It was his job to check on people's background and he was usually a good judge of character. But he failed big time with this one. Olivia was his best friend...his only true friend and she had played him this whole time. An anger suddenly bubbled to the surface. A hatred so strong he could literally taste the death of Olivia Pope or whatever the hell her name was. He paced like a caged animal around the office, drowning out the dry heaves of Tom and the deafening silence from Fitz. Olivia Pope, when he figured out all he could about her mission, would be a dead woman.