So Ive been getting some good and bad feedback, some people dont like the direction the story is going in, and I understand that, but i do want to stress- please dont leave just yet, just wait for the election.

To the people who dont want to leave thank you for sticking by :) also sorry for not updating earlier, had a family emergency on friday, and last night ffn was down so i couldnt update, and also the week just kind of disappeared.

This is a longer chapter than normal, just cause i was originally going to spread this over two (or more) chapters, but cause i know people want me to get back to happy Olitz i joined them up.

Thursday

Fitz sat on the sofa's, he knew Olivia would be in the White House any minute for the next campaign meeting and he wanted to finish reading the report he had before she got there. As he reached the last page, he heard the door push open. He quickly scanned the last words before he looked up to see Olivia had already taken to the sofa across from him.

"Liv?" He was shocked that she had already made herself comfortable, he was sure she was just going to pop her head in and tell him it was time to meet.

"I've been so caught with how I was feeling, I never asked how you were doing. So I'm sorry about that. How are you?"

Fitz didn't even know how to answer. He wasn't ever expecting those words to come out of Olivia's mouth, especially today. "I have good days and bad ones, I'm sure you do too," he answered, and Liv nodded along, but she didn't say anything, which told him to go on. "It's all still seems so surreal, some days I still don't believe it, or I don't want to believe it," he explained moving the file to the space beside him before rubbing at his face.

"I'm sorry," she said warmly. Fitz didn't know what she was apologising for, it wasn't her fault she'd lost the baby, and how she was dealing with the lost was completely in character for her.

"But being able talk this all through with you, is making it all so much easier to deal with, so thank you for opening up to me, I think we both have needed it," he said, trying to put her at ease, no one was to blame for this cruel turn of events, and he thought knowing that would help her too. He was glad they had been communicating a lot more in the past half a week, it made a drastic difference in dealing with the grief.

"Yeah," she agreed happily, and Fitz was glad to see a smile back on her face.

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Tuesday

Fitz watched Olivia out of the corner of his eye, she was sitting facing him a few seats over in Airforce One. He was giving a few campaign speeches over the next few days in Ohio. Though at first she had decided to stay in D.C while he went, he was able to convince her that he needed his campaign manager and the trip would remain completely professional, especially with Cyrus, Mellie and a handful of aides tagging along. Liv sat looking at Abby, and he could only guess the two were talking about the campaign in great detail.

Cyrus sat across from Fitz rambling on about key points in Fitz's first speech, and about which points to hit hard. Fitz nodded along only taking in half of what he was saying. He looked over to Mellie and could see that she wished to be anywhere but here, which he could relate to. Across the aisle his gaze landed back on Olivia, and before she could react, their eyes locked and for a moment everything that had happened in the last few weeks faded away. She smiled before returning her attention back to Abby.

"Mr President, are you listening?" Cyrus said after looking up and seeing Fitz looking off to the side. It would only take him one shot to guess who he was staring at, who he was always staring at.

"Yes, budgets, go on," Fitz replied. Cyrus face scrunched up disapprovingly, as if he was a teacher and was trying to embarrass a student for not paying attention in class, but it backfired.

Within less than five minutes Fitz's eyes had fallen back on Olivia, and like she could feel it, she looked over to Fitz for the umpteenth time on the flight. Their conversation was inaudible, Olivia's eyes seemed to say everything she had been unable to. Fitz smiled that smile he knew could melt her, and then suddenly something flashed across Liv's face, and he was unable to read it once more. And as if nothing had happened Liv turned back to Abby and continued talking.

...

Sunday

"That was a good take," Olivia said coming out from behind the camera where she was standing with Abby. "But maybe lean back a little, and come off less serious," she instructed, and Fitz moved around in his chair. "And can we have someone come fix his hair," she called over to the hair and makeup people off to the side.

"What's wrong with my hair?" Fitz asked nervously touching at it.

"Trust me, you'll thank me later," she said swatting his hand away.

After a quick touch up, and a few more takes, they both agreed they had what they needed. Leaving the film crew to pack up, and Abby to get the footage, they went back to the campaign room.

"So I think we should work on your speeches for the next few rallies," Liv said taking a seat at the large table. Fitz took his at the head.

"Liv, look around," Fitz said, and Olivia glanced around the room. "We're alone, we don't have to talk about the campaign."

"What if I want to talk about the campaign," she said, with hint that she was fine not talking about the campaign. Fitz wheeled his chair over closer to Olivia. He took her hand off the table and played with her fingers. He could hear her breath quicken, and he was glad he still had that effect on her.

"I've missed this," he said. And he really had. He missed their stolen moments, just quick moments of alone time, which he of course wished could be longer, but anytime they could have together was worth it, no matter the length.

"Yeah," she smiled and she rested her head in her free hand, as she looked up at him. They didn't say anything, but each stroke or brush of her fingers spoke wonders.

"Do we want to review the footage now, or?" Abby said walking in and interrupting the moment, she shot them both an apologetic look seeing she had disrupted them, and turned to leave, but Olivia called her back and waved her over.

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Saturday

It was late, Fitz sat in the Oval going over some things he needed to sign. It seemed that the country could not run if he didn't sign the same stack of forms each day. He rubbed his forehead in exhaustion, all he wanted to do was go to bed, but as he stared over to the phone he knew that the bed in the residence was not the one he was yearning for.

He wondered if Olivia would be home, or even awake, and if she was would she accept his call. They had been on better terms recently, but he was always scared she was fall back into being as closed off as she was before. He knew there was only one way to find out, so he picked up the phone, asked for a secured line and dialled her number.

"Hi," she answered on the second ring.

"Hi," he replied a little astounded that she answered so quickly. Did this mean she actually wanted to talk to him, or was she going to push him off the phone like she had a few times recently? "I just want to talk," he said honestly. Fitz could say he had a question about the campaign, but everything to do with the campaign had been talked to death, and he didn't want to force her into a conversation she didn't want.

"Alright, what about?" Olivia replied in a tone that suggested she was actually happy that she was on the phone to him.

"Oh," Fitz stammered a little taken a back, he hadn't thought this far into the conversation, he was really calling because he needed to hear her voice. "I don't actually know," he answered, and Olivia let out a short chuckle, which was music to his ears.

They went silent, and Fitz didn't so much mind the lack of talking, he was just happy to be on the phone with her. It was nice to be like this, it had felt like it would take forever to be able to return to this place. He could only hope she felt the same.

"Hal and Tom are on tonight, I could come over," he said breaking the silence. He knew asking was risky and that being so forward could get him into trouble, but he needed to try.

Olivia remained silent, Fitz could only guess she was going over his offer in her head. Would she say 'yes'? Would they be able to take another step forward in mending what had been broken? Would he be able to sleep in the same bed as the woman he loved and not with his wife?

Olivia took a deep breath before answering. "I don't think that's a good idea," she began, and Fitz sighed. "You have a cabinet meeting in the morning and then you're going to Virginia for some rallies, you shouldn't be sneaking out the night before all that," she continued, and Fitz knew she was right. He also loved the fact that she knew his schedule better than he did.

"Maybe another night then," he conceded without putting up a fight. "Does this mean I should hang up now?"

"Only if you want to."

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Wednesday

Fitz sat in yet another campaign meeting, he loved watching Olivia work her magic, but the amount of meetings they were having was feeling excessive. Sure running for President was no easy task, and although four years had passed since the election, he didn't remember having this many meetings the last time he'd run. But he got to see Olivia, and most days that was all that mattered.

"So now that Reston is out of the race, it's down to you and Sally. And we've beaten her before. So doing it again shouldn't be a challenge. We have you up in the polls, if we can keep the press painting you in a good light, and keep any scandals from the nightly news and morning talk shows-"

"And by 'scandals' you mean you, right?" Mellie interrupted in a snarky tone, and then flashed a smile as if she had said nothing wrong. Fitz studied Olivia, but she seemed unfazed by what had just been said. He looked around to see who was actually in the room and realised everyone knew about their relationship, and even a majority knew about the pregnancy.

"Come Election Day we should come out on top," Olivia continued, disregarding Mellie's comment. "Alright, that's it for the day," she finished. Mellie and Cyrus were out of their chairs and heading to the door almost immediately. Olivia and Abby cleaned up the polling results and campaign material up of the table.

Fitz lingered in his chair, waiting for Liv to stop so they could talk. He wanted to tell her that he felt like they were returning to a good place, a place that they hadn't been able to be in the last month. But before he could say anything Olivia was following Abby out the door and he was now sitting in the empty room alone.

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Friday

"Can I talk to you?" Olivia asked after another campaign meeting came to a close. Fitz looked at her confused, she didn't need to ask permission to speak with him. "Privately?" Fitz nodded, and Olivia followed him out of the conference room and back to his office. They were both silent on the walk.

"What is it?" Fitz asked concernedly, as he closed the door leading into the Oval. Olivia walked over to the sofas but stayed standing. She looked down not meeting his gaze, as if what she was about to say was going to be difficult. "Liv?" He pushed after what felt like ten minutes of silence, but in reality was just thirty seconds.

"I have to leave," she began, and Fitz didn't know what she could mean. "Leave Washington," she continued, as if knowing what was running through his mind.

"No," he immediately said, without ever thinking. "Why?" Maybe if he could understand her reasoning he could somehow convince her that she shouldn't go, that whatever she was feeling they could work on together.

"I threw myself into the campaign and my clients, thinking if I could focus solely on that, then I wouldn't have time to think about anything else. And it was working. Until it wasn't," she started, and Fitz could see tears welling up, and getting ready to fall. "But being here. Seeing you. It's all becoming too much. I've tried, I've really tried to handle this all, but everything just feels like it's falling apart. And I need time to fix it, time for myself, time away from all this," she said gesturing to the room, but Fitz could tell she didn't just mean the White House and Washington, but him as well.

He understood, but that didn't mean he had to like it. "Liv, don't do this. If you want time off from the campaign take it, I don't care about that, just don't leave," he pleaded, taking steps towards her.

"I will be back, I promise you. And when I come back, I want to work on us, no more secrets, no more running, completely in, make it really work," she added, and although that all sounded amazing, he didn't understand why she had to leave for them to get to that place.

"Please," Fitz begged as he tried to pull her into his hold, but before he could even touch her she had pushed his hands away and taken a few steps back.

"I just need a month, maybe two,"

"The election's in two months?" he said confused, he couldn't believe she wouldn't be here for the election.

"My team will still run your campaign, Abby's just as good as me, and she's been working the campaign with me already so she knows everything I have planned. You'll be in good hands, I trust her, she's the only person I would trust, other than me, to run your campaign," Liv explained, but like Fitz had already said, he didn't care.

"No," was all he could say.

"You need to run like you want to win. I know you can win, and your second term will be one for the history books. I believe in you. Just please don't do anything stupid while I'm gone," she continued. She wasn't even listening to him, it was like she had practiced a speech before coming in, and she was trying to stick to it as close as possible. "I love you, but I really need to go."

"You can't leave."

"I'm not asking for your permission Fitz," she said stepping closer to the door. Fitz wanted to reach out and pull her back in, but he knew whatever he said wouldn't change her mind. "Goodbye," she said, her hand on the handle, and Fitz's heart dropped.

"Olivia," he called out, but she was already gone leaving Fitz standing astonished in a room that felt a lot emptier than it normally did. How could such a short conversation upend his world?

Okay i know i know, but Liv will be back within the next 5 chapter (could be 1, could be five im not giving spoilers).

So this chap probably didnt do much for the people who were thinking of leaving, but like Liv said, once she comes back shes going to really try for them, and I and she really does mean it, she just needs a break.

Anyway please leave a review telling me how much you hate me...i love it :D