Thank you so much for all of the amazing reviews on the last chapter. I'm so glad you guys liked that little twist. This chapter also has a couple twists, so I hope you enjoy it.

Also, what about that episode last night? Crazy right? I was so mad after it was over, but then realized it will all work out in the end. It always does. :)

"She's onto us." Rowan said, talking to someone on the phone.

"What did you tell her?"

"Just a little white lie. I'm hoping that it will put a stop to her investigating this."

"Eli, don't you think she should know?"

"No. She can never know. The truth could hurt her more than anything."

The person on the phone sighed. "You're right. Just continue to keep her safe."

"I will. Good night." he said as he hung up.

As soon as he got off of the phone, he dialed Cyrus's number.

"Cyrus Beene." Cyrus answered.

"Do you have everything in control at the White House?"

"I'm not quite sure. Fitz has been very distant, cold, and mean. He's been drinking a lot. Not sleeping. It's bad."

"Good. That's the way I want it."

"I don't understand. Fitz didn't kill Olivia's mom. Why do you want him and Liv to believe he did?"

"So the truth never comes out. This way, they both quit looking, Olivia stops talking to him, and I am a happy camper."

Cyrus instantly became outraged. Yeah he wasn't Fitz and Olivia's biggest fan, but he loved both of them and wanted them to be happy. He hated seeing them so broken and upset.

"Is that fair?"

"When did you suddenly start caring about those two?"

"I always have. They are both my friends. I care what happens to them."

"You need to decide what's more important, your precious friends or this presidency. Take your pick Cyrus."

He sighed. "The presidency. You know that."

"Good. Your job is to now make sure that the President doesn't completely fall off the rocker."

"I don't think you understand. The only way he will be happy is if he has Olivia. You think that I can just snap my fingers and make him fine? He loves that woman. There is no Fitz without Olivia."

"Make it happen!" he yelled, pissed off. "Or I will handle it myself. Trust me, you don't want me to handle it, cause if I have to, there will be no Fitz."

Cyrus gulped. He hated when Rowan threatened him. "Yes sir."

"Great. Have a good night Cyrus."

"Mr. President, may I come in?" Cyrus asked, standing at the door to the Oval Office.

Cyrus was very disturbed after that phone call. He knew going into his office that he was going to have to play good cop and bad cop. He wanted to show that he cared about Fitz and Olivia, but he couldn't show that he cared too much.

"When have you ever asked before?" Fitz answered, very sarcastically.

Cyrus laughed. "That is true. How are you?"

"How does it look? You were right. You're always right."

Fitz put his head down, taking another drink of Scotch.

"I wish I wasn't sir. But…you can't go down this rabbit hole again. I know Liv isn't talking to you. I know that hurts. But…you have to step up and be a man. You are the President of the United States. You shouldn't be sitting here sulking because your girlfriend won't talk to you. You should be doing presidential things. We should be talking re-election strategies. Strap on those presidential balls that you have and show America what you can do."

Fitz was tired. Tired of being yelled at, judged, and controlled. "I don't want to do this anymore."

"Excuse me? I don't think I heard that correctly."

"I don't want to be President anymore. I thought that was blatantly obvious. This job has taken 10 years off of my life. I'm tired of constantly being judged and told what to do."

"What did you expect? You knew what the costs of being President was. Did you think that this was going to be some walk in the park? You're constantly in the spotlight. That's no surprise. You're just upset because your girlfriend hates you for killing her mother. Once again, what did you expect?! You killed her mother. You can't just expect her to be like 'Oh, it's okay Fitz. I still love you.' It doesn't work like that. You made a mistake. Now you're going to have to live with it, without her. Be a fucking man for once. Win this election on your own. Show the world how great Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the Third is. Be the best President that this country has ever seen. Cause you have it in you. I know you do. I'll make sure that Operation Remington never gets out but you have to promise to let it go. Let the past go, let Operation Remington go, and let Liv go. Face it, Jake's a better man for her anyways."

Fitz was fuming with anger. He wanted to punch the daylights out of Cyrus. His face was red and he was taking short breaths.

"Don't you ever mention Liv's name to me again. I don't want to hear her name out of your mouth. Don't bring up Operation Remington, don't bring up Jake, don't bring up anything. The past is the past correct? It's time to start acting like it. We'll talk re-election strategies in the morning, but for now, get out."

Cyrus was taken aback, hurt, and pleased at the same time.

"Yes sir. I'll see you in the morning."

"What happened?" Jake asked, as Olivia walked into her apartment.

She couldn't believe that she had just agreed to pretend that she never heard what her father had told her. She wanted nothing more than to be done with him and call Fitz to tell him that she forgave him. Not completely, but more than she did before. But now, she had to continue to live a lie.

"What are you still doing here?" she asked.

"I figured you were going to need someone to talk to."

"No, I don't. You can leave now."

She walked past him into her bedroom.

"Olivia stop!" he yelled. "I already told you that I am tired of being walked on by you. I am not a doormat. If there's any chance of us being together, you need to stop treating me the way that you do."

"I'm sorry, I thought I made myself perfectly clear when I've kicked you out how many times this week? I understand that you want to be here for me, I truly appreciate it. But I need some space. I'm not used to someone hovering over me all of the god damn time. So please, if I need you, I'll call you. Until then, you can show yourself out."

He sighed. "There's going to come a day when you need me Olivia Pope, and I'm not going to be there."

He started walking to the door, when her heard her start crying.

"Olivia, I'm sorry." he said, turning around.

"It's not just you. It's…everything. I can't handle this. I am so broken right now. My father is a psycho who ordered to have my mom killed, Fitz is the one that did it, I care about you but want you gone at the same time, I just…I don't know what to do."

He walked over towards the couch. "Olivia, sit down. Listen to me, okay? I'm not trying to stalk you or constantly be up your ass. I just want to protect you. I am so in love with you, Liv. You're amazing. Everything about you is just…amazing. I'm not worried about getting in your pants or anything like that. I just want to be here for you. I want to be the person that you can turn to. I want to be a shoulder to cry on. I want you to feel loved like you've never felt loved before. I know that you and Fitz have something special, but come on. He's done so many bad things to you and just in general. He's not the man that you think he is. I know I'm not him. I can't make you feel the same way he does, but I can try, right? You deserve so much more. If he gets re-elected, that's another four years that you two can't be together. You have someone right in front of you that promises to be with you, stand by you, protect you, and love you. Just let me be that person."

"I'm scared." she whispered, tears in her eyes.

He looked down at her and licked his lips. "Why?"

"I'm afraid something is going to happen to you. I'm afraid that at any moment, you can be killed by B613. My dad makes it impossible for me to be with anyone. I just…what if it doesn't work out? My father will kill you, for more reasons than one. I just…don't want anything to happen to you."

"Olivia, I promise. I am here to stay. I will talk to your father. There's a reason I'm here, and it's because he knows that you're being protected. Just let me try to fix things. I won't be going anywhere. I will never leave you Olivia."

She leaned her head up and kissed him. They started making out, but Jake cut it off.

"No Liv. Just…let me hold you. That's all I want. Lay your head right here." He said, tapping his heart. "You can cry, scream, whatever. I will hold you until you feel better. Then, we will go in your room and cuddle, and eventually fall asleep. Does that sound like a plan?"

"It sounds amazing Jake. Thank you."

Who do you think was on the phone with Rowan/Eli? Did I make you guys want to vomit with the Olake scene? I hope you all enjoyed it. Thoughts, concerns, criticism, etc. is all greatly appreciated in reviews.

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