The White House was quiet at night, during the day it was loud and noisy. Interns moved through the halls, lobbyists did their best to influence anyone who would listen and everyone else passed by each other in the hallways chatting amicably. Yet when night came the halls became empty, only the ghostly sound of expensive boots could be heard as Quinn walked down the halls. She walked to their office and stepped inside, Huck was on his laptop.

"You were rough on him." Huck said, Quinn saddled up next to him and opened up her own laptop.

"On who?"

"The kid." Quinn looked over at his laptop and saw the feed from a car lot. "Did you at least apologize?" Huck asked. Quinn watched as she walked up to him before her wrapping her hand around his throat and shoving him backwards.

"No, I got my information and burgers and left." Quinn looked down to see Huck looking at her fingers. "He didn't put up much of a fight."

"And if he did?"

"I could handle myself." Quinn stood up and walked to the window, she knew it would be another night of awkward silences. She looked down at the city below, the streets glowed and the people moved back and forth like busy little ants. Was she once one of those people? Had she been so wrapped up in herself and her life to realize that it was passing her by? Friends and family had faded away so quickly, she had been an entire different person before she came here. Before Olivia Pope.

"You're quiet." Huck said from behind her, she jumped at the sound of his voice. When had he even gotten up? The chairs in this room had the annoying habit of scraping against the floor, how had he moved without her noticing?

"You scared me."

"Sorry." He said from behind her, "Will you look at me?"

"I am." Huck looked up and saw her eyes meeting his reflection. He knew he had messed up, this was worse than the torture, she was right here in front of him and yet so far away.

"Quinn..I... I know you haven't been sleeping well and if you want to talk about it, we can."

"I haven't been sleeping well, you're right about that." Huck stepped next to her and looked down out the window.

"Why can't you sleep?" he asked.

"You." Quinn said, she continued to look down at the people below unaware that Huck was staring at her. "You keep running through my head, and it won't stop. You won't even address me outside of work, so I walk. I get up and I walk since my family moved."

"Emily and David?" Huck asked, Quinn nodded her head. "Why don't you just get-"

"I don't think everyone is meant to have a family, I might be one of those people."

"Just because it's not with me doesn't mean-"

"All I want is you. I want you to be my family, but not the way it is now. I don't think we could have a child, Command might not approve." Quinn said and turned to stare at Huck, "I mean... this is all hypothetical... I won't... I wasn't saying-" Huck grabbed her and pulled her close to him, his hands fell to her waist and he studied her. Quinn had saw him give her this look a million times, initially she thought it was because he was weird but it was something else. Those penetrating hazel eyes studied her, broke her apart like broken code and tried to fix the problem. Only he was capable of fixing what was broken, Quinn leaned forward and brushed her lips against his. Huck wondered if it was a test, to see if his feelings were still there.

Of course they were still there, he tried to block her out but she was always there.

His Quinn.

His hands tightened around her hips as he leaned forward pressing for more than a kiss. Seeing her earlier on the feed reminded him why he had wanted her, he backed up and looked at her. Her pupils were dilated, her breathing was labored and she was tugging on his shirt. Quinn released his shirt looking slightly embarrassed before looking back out the window. Huck began to walk away, his hand hovered over the doorknob before he turned back around and looked at her. He told her he had already told her he would never speak to her again but that was a lie, here he was. He promised himself he wouldn't let her get to him again but then again here he was allowing it to happen. Quinn Perkins broke all the rules and he somehow began to bend his own for her, why couldn't he just admit what really was happening?

Quinn stared down thinking about all the events that occurred. Huck had kissed her back, his tongue had been in her mouth and he tasted like a mix of whiskey and coffee. His hands had been on her body, his fingernails digging into her hips while pulling her against him and then he stopped. He always stopped, he never continued and it was beginning to annoy Quinn. Suddenly she was thrust against the window, Huck's body pressed against her own while he moved his lips down her neck.

"You want me to say it, don't you?" Huck asked, he licked and sucked her neck while his hands moved to undo her jeans.

"Say what?" she questioned, she pressed her hands against the glass allowing him to do what he needed. He was strong, powerful, and shedding the facade of the man he was before.

"I want you." He bit her and she moaned feeling him mark her, "I love you." He yanked down her jeans and panties.

"Huck.. the window..."

"I don't care." He said, she did her best to nod her head. She knew he didn't care, he didn't sound angry at all. Quinn used her strength and pushed off the glass causing him to stumble backwards, she turned around and saw him fidgeting with his belt. "You want me to want you, but you have me."

"But you hate me."

"No I don't." Huck stop messing with his belt and walked over to her and dropped to his knees in front of her. He pulled off the boots one at a time and tossed them aside before tugging her jeans all the way off. "I hate the things you do, if you could just learn your place..."

"My place?"

"Not everyone is fixable." Huck said, he lifted one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder before doing the same with the second one.

"I don't want to to fix you," Quinn rubbed his head and he looked up at her. "I like you the way you are."

"I'm a monster."

"So am I." She said, he looked into her eyes seeing bits and pieces of himself. Maybe he could be whole with her, maybe he broken and chipped pieces fit with his own. He wanted them to mesh, he needed them too desperately. Huck stood up slowly lifting her off the ground and allowing the window to be her support. The first swipe of his tongue had been a test, she squirmed and held the moan back but it wasn't long before she was moaning, crying out his name and quivering. He loved the way she taste and was surprised that they hadn't fallen, his cock was hard and he couldn't stand it anymore. He knew he wouldn't last long so he wanted to give her something, he didn't want to embarrass her or himself. He slowly lowered her to the floor and she began to protest.

"No! I was almost-"

"I know, but it's my turn now so turn around." Quinn did as she was told with a smirk, she turned and faced the glass, she looked down at the people below and was glad she wasn't them. She was here with the man she wanted, he had told her that he loved her and he said it of his own free will. Huck grabbed her hair and pulled her back against him, she could feel him against her, he was hard and hot for her. He pushed inside her slowly and bit down on her shoulder to silence the groan that threatened to be released from the base of his throat. Quinn closed her eyes while feeling him stretch her, she pressed back against him and began to move as he threaded his fingers in her hair. His nails brushed against her scalp and she opened her eyes looking down on the city.

Neither of them heard the sound of expensive heels coming down the hall, Abby Wheland opened the door with one phone in her hand and looked up at them.

"Liv wanted me to..." Abby watched as they froze, "OK! No! Not at this job, too! When you gladiators leave I have to work here so stop this! It's gross!" Abby rushed from the room and Quinn looked back at Huck.

"Does that means Liv is coming soon?" Quinn asked.

"I don't know..." He jutted his hips forward before pulling out of her. Quinn turned around and grabbed his shoulder. "What?"

"We have a little time..." She moved her hand down his shoulder, sliding it down his arm and stopping to caress his hips. Huck watched as she dropped to her knees in front of him. The feel of her warm and wet mouth moving over him was mind blowing, it was soon that he felt himself pulling her away from him. He didn't want to cum in her mouth but she moved back and continued to suck, she swirled her tongue around the tip and that was his undoing.

"Oh and by the way, you two..." Abby walked back inside the office and turned around quickly slamming the door. "This is the White House! Not a sex shop!"

Huck and Quinn quickly dressed knowing that could have been Olivia and then they would have had to explain things fully. Quinn began to pack up her things and Huck watched with a confused expression.

"What are you doing?" Huck asked.

"Leaving. I don't want to be here when Abby tells Olivia what we were doing." Huck nodded his head and put his things away, "Oh and I'm going to your place to shower."

"Quinn-"

"You just came in my mouth, you don't get a say."

"But you wanted it."

"And you want me, can I go to your place or not?" Quinn asked. Huck nodded his head and followed her out of the tiny office, they ran into Abby on their way out and she threatened to tell Olivia everything. "What do you want, Red?"

"Why were you guys here?"

"It's confidential." Huck said.

"I won't tell, Liv."

"I mean, like Government classified confidential." Quinn said and followed Huck out.

"I hope you guys are using condoms!" Abby yelled out and ignored the odd look Cyrus Beene gave her as she returned to her office.