LIV'S POV
"Can we play outside" Emmy pressed her nose against the glass door and smudged her tiny fingers as well as she stared outside. Fitz was in the office taking a conference call so we decided to watch a movie but that only worked so long on a five year old little girl
"Sure" i smiled and followed her to the front of the house where our winter clothes were.
"Ma'am?" Tom asked as we opened the door
"We're playing outside today" i explained as i did up Emmy's snow suit and her hat.
"Let's have a snow fight" Emmy declared and after a while the five year old was kicking my butt until she disappeared.
"Em?!" I called "Em, you win okay? Come out so mommy can see you!" I called out as Harrison and Huck looked around for her until i felt something hit the back of my neck. I turned to see Fitz holding Emmy, both Grant noses red from the cold but they snickered loudly
"Traitor!" I called to Emmy turning back towards the house until i felt two little hands push my legs in and collapse on top of me into the snow. She giggled loudly as i tickled her until she gave up.
"Mama?" That was a new one but it was more than welcomed
"Yes?" I watched as Fitz sat down across from us in the snow. He was wearing jogging pants that looked dripping wet now but he was decked out in winter clothing.
"Are you going to be here for my birthday? Because my other mom left right before my birthday. But you are my best friend! Other than my boyfriend" she explained as Fitz's eyes narrowed when she said boyfriend
"I'll be there, all day. No meetings or anything" i promised
"Really?"
"Promise, it's your special day baby" I kissed her forehead
(Break)
"We haven't really talked about her birthday, i know it's on December 15th but are we having a party for her?" I asked Fitz nervously as he poured himself some scotch. Drinking was always a had sign when i was growing up but i needed to learn not everyone who drank was mean
"Quinn can plan it -"
"No, i'll do it"
"Alright" he chuckled sitting down across from me at the living room table.
"Do we have to invite certain people?"
"We could invite anyone that she's friends with. Cyrus and James, Ella of course then some politicians with kids. i'll have an aide give the list to Quinn and her school friends, your sister.. My parents"
I gulped and nodded though Fitz's parents were still married i had no idea if his mother or father liked me or even each other.
"They'll love you Liv" he smiled
"Are we doing a theme?"
"Em said ballet theme"
"Okay" i watched as his cellphone lit up. He looked at the caller ID and denied the phone call. It happened 3 times after that until i snatched the phone from him. He sighed as i answered
"Hello?"
"Is Fitzgerald there?" A woman's voice filled the phone "I was supposed to call him at this Cyrus said?" My heart actually dropped.. He was seeing someone on the side again.
"Your phone" i stood and walked upstairs to take a shower.
I was so annoyed already when I came out of the shower. I opened my luggage to see that Abby did not pack my straightener and i had washed my hair already. I sighed towel drying before dressing in pajamas.
FITZ'S POV
i removed my clothes in the closet and walked back to Liv's side of the bed. I had never seen her hair so curly before, i sprang from the roots as i pulled on one. She woke up and gave me an annoyed look.
"What? No more phone calls with your other mistresses?"
"What?"
"That's who you were talking to right? It's fine but as long as you are getting erections from someone else you are not sleeping in my bed"
"Liv, i'm not -"
"I'm tired Fitz, please leave" she turned to face the wall.
"NO" i shouted "No, i wasn't ignoring the call because it was my mistress. I don't have one, nor do i want one" she still faced the wall
"Then who was it?"
I huffed out, relieved she was still speaking to me. I laid down in the bed beside her and turned her to face me. I felt horrible, her face was blotchy and red revealing she had been crying. I moved closer towards her and listened as her breath hitched.
"It was Mellie"
"You're ex wife?" I nodded watching her covering her eyes "oh gosh, i'm sorry i assumed -"
"It's fine"
She sat up and looked down at me nervously "what did she want?"
"She wants to see Emmy. I said i would have to speak with you" i only agreed because Mellie wouldn't go away until she got what she wanted.
"Me?"
"You are her other parent"
"I'm her stepmother"
"Her mother" i corrected "Look Livvie. We always just go day to day without talking about our situation and that has to stop. We are married and i thank god everyday that you are a big enough woman to take on someone else's daughter and love her like your own. You are her mother and she needs you, i need you. We're a team right?"
"We're a team" she whispered back as i leaned in towards her. She gulped loudly and turned red. I kissed her gently on the side of her mouth and watched as she moved her face to kiss me fully, it sent sparks through out my body but it was a soft kiss. She smiled as i pulled back
"Night Livvie" i turned off the light and laid on my back. She huffed and laid against her pillow a few seconds later. I smiled at the fact that we had both enjoyed our first real kiss as a married couple. Not a fake kiss for the press, a kiss that mattered.
(Break)
It was monday evening and Liv was suppose to meet me in the formal dining hall for our dinner with some senator that was scheduled for months. She was late, probably helping Quinn with Emmy's birthday. She was stressed, i had sent Mellie an invitation which meant on top of meeting my parents she had to meet my ex wife as well. Emmy's birthday was in a week and it was her biggest priority. Quinn and her were planning from the moment we landed last night. I heard her heels running down the hall as she came into my view. She wore a maroon dress with black hesls, her hair was straightened as she fixed her necklace.
"Sorry! Sorry" she pressed a quick kiss to my lips. I stared in shocked, we hadn't kissed or even spoken about the kiss since Saturday night. She smiled as she smoothed out her dress
"What? You are not the only one who knows how to kiss someone"
"You little-" i grabbed her pulling her against me. This was new to the both of us but we were trying and that's all that mattered right now
"Sorry to interrupt Sir but you are late for dinner" Cyrus reminded me as i took Liv's hand and dismissed him. He was getting on my nerves lately and i had no idea why.
LIV'S POV
Fitz took me into the formal dining room as i took his hand with mine. I stopped when i saw Edison Davis standing by the window.
"Livvie?"
"Does everyone in washington know each other?" I hissed "shit"
"You know Senator Davis? From your father?" Fitz fixed my hair around my locket that seemed to have tangled. Touching him wasn't something that made me scared anymore, i found comfort in it sometimes.
"We uh... Used to date"
His eyes went wide "When i was at georgetown.. We were engaged" . He tensed as he looked over at Edison.
"You never told me you were engaged"
"I had a whole other life before you. He is just another thing my father took away and controlled. He uh left when i was at work one day"
"He just left you and never came back?" I nodded
"Olivia? Olivia Pope?" Edison was on his way over towards us as i smoothed out Fitz's tie. I smiled the first lady signature smile and looked up
"It's Grant now" i laughed
"You changed your name? You always said you'd forever be a pope"
"Hmm, until i met Fitz" i squeezed his arm as i noticed he hadn't said anything yet
"Mr. President" Edison reached out for a handshake which Fitz complied
"Shall we eat?" He finally said bringing me towards the table and pulling out my chair for me
"I can see you are still a vegetarian" Edison noted as i ate my pesto pasta instead of their steaks. In the beginning they had talked shop and gotten it over with rather quickly before moving onto Emmy.
"I am"
"She's already changed Our daughters opinion" my breath hitched when he said our daughter.
"So, how are you liking being a Grant?" Edison asked. I knew he was pushing me to get a reaction about him leaving.
"It's amazing, not the first lady part just being a Grant in general"
Fitz smiled and sipped his scotch "how about you Edison? Are you married?" He asked
"No, leaving Olivia was the hardest thing i ever did"
"What?" Fitz and i both said in unison
"Your father thought it was best if we took some time apart" he winced and i knew my father threatened him to get what he wanted.
"If you'll excuse me" Fitz stood "Good night Senator" he left the room abruptly and i sighed as he took his scotch
"You shouldn't have said that" i watched the door close
"Why? We all know your marriage is a sham, at least i do. You would never marry someone 10 years older than you and a white man? Liv please" He took my hand in his. I snatched it back as Harrison came into the room
"If you will excuse me i have to go find my husband, Harrison will escort you off of the grounds. Good night"
I checked the oval before heading upstairs. Fitz was sitting in the master bedroom. He was in a t-shirt but his dress pants were still on as he watched tv. He was flipping through the channels, his face screwed up like he was pissed off
"Fitz-"
"Do you want to go with him?"
"What? No" i walked over and turned off the tv
"Because he didn't leave you, he was forced to.. You could be happy, be normal"
"I don't want to be normal" i whispered "i don't want someone who doesn't love me enough to fight for me"
He looked over towards me "you're not leaving?"
"No" i smiled taking the scotch from him "i'm going to change, are you sleeping in here?" I asked shyly
He nodded still having a mask on his face. I got up and grabbed some pajamas from the closet. When i came back out he was in the bed. I took a deep breath and moved closer to him, he turned and looked at me confused. He wasn't pushing me away so i did it again and pushed my head onto his chest in between his neck with my hand resting on his stomach.
"I'm right here Fitz, i'm not leaving you" i whispered. He tensed but put his arm around me and into my hair playing with it "i'm right here, we're a team remember"
"You're here" he croaked
"I'm here" i repeated before i fell asleep against him.