Look i updated again, you guys really should be proud ahah.

I'm guessing not a lot of people like the last chapter, probs cause there was no Olitz in it, so sorry about that, but it was a necessary chapter.

Anyway hope you enjoy this chapter better than the last.

Fitz sat at his desk in the Oval as his now new campaign manager went over a strategy for the election that was now only a month away. "Is this your idea?" Fitz asked, he had heard tactics like this before but they usually came from someone else, someone he knew well. "Or Olivia's?"

"Ah, excuse me?" Abby said a little taken aback. "It's mine," she said, and Fitz could hear the waver in her voice, and he knew his theory was correct.

"Is she back?" he asked completely full of hope, maybe she only needed a month and not the two she suggested. After all she did only give a rough estimate.

"No, she's not," she said, and watched as the smile fell from his face.

"But you know where she is?" Fitz tried again, maybe just knowing where she was would help settle this feeling that had yet to disappear since she left.

"Olivia didn't tell me, she didn't tell anyone," Abby answered truthfully. She wished she knew that piece of information, but Olivia had guarded that very close to her. For all she knew Olivia could be anywhere in the country, even the world.

Fitz's eyes zeroed in, he could tell she wasn't saying everything. He might not have known the woman all that well, but he could tell she was keeping something from him. "You've talked to her though?" Fitz watched as Abby glanced around the room, trying to do anything but meet his gaze. "Please tell me," he pleaded. Though he wasn't sure if he really wanted to know that particular answer.

"I have, sir," Abby admitted.

"She doesn't answer my calls," Fitz said looking down. He had called a few times, he knew even trying was futile. His attempts always rang out, he thought she was doing that to everyone, but like always when it concerned Olivia, he was wrong.

"I'm sorry, I know this is hard on both of you," she apologised, though Fitz didn't want her apologies, all he wanted was to talk to Olivia.

"Let me talk to her," he instructed.

"I'm sorry, Mr President, I can't do that," Abby replied.

"That wasn't a request. You work for me," Fitz informed her, just in case she had forgotten.

"I don't work for you, sir. I work for Olivia," Abby explained. She tried to stand her ground against the President. She would do anything for Olivia and this was what Liv wanted, so she was willing to do it.

"And Olivia works for her clients. I am her client," he replied, his tone authoritative, like it always should be. "Olivia gives her clients what they need, and I need to speak to her," he said, and wondered if it would be enough to convince the red head to do his bidding. Abby took a deep breath, trying to decide what to do. She knew what Olivia wanted, but Olivia wasn't staring at her looking like a beaten dog. "Please," he almost begged.

Taking her phone out her bag, Abby went through her contacts until Olivia's name was on the screen and then passed her cell over to the President. He looked up at as if she had just handed him a golden ticket. She knew she would hear about it from Olivia later, but she also knew she could handle it.

Fitz stared at the screen, knowing that she was only a tap of the screen away was the best feeling he had had in a while. Hitting the 'call' button he put the phone to his ear. He hated that he had to lie to her so they could speak, but that didn't take away from the joy and excitement that was now coursing through his body.

"Abby? What is it? I thought you were at the White House?" Olivia answered on the first ring, the phone must have been in her hand. But he was so happy to hear her voice he didn't think about that.

"Liv," he said in a wary tone. He was assured she would hang up at knowing it was him. The line went silent. He could only imagine what was going through her mind upon hearing him. "Please don't hang up."

"Can you put Abby on," Olivia said finally, and although it pained him, he passed the phone back to the woman standing in front of him.

"Liv, I'm sorry, he worked it out," Abby said taking the phone back from the President. "No, just that-" she said turning and walking a few paces away from Fitz and lowering her voice. The rest of the conversation was inaudible, and he could only watch on and hope that the cell phone would be back in his hands soon. "Alright," she finished, her voice loud enough for Fitz to hear again. He watched as she walked back over to the desk and held out the mobile for him to take. "You have ten minutes, then I'm coming back for it," she said and then spun around and left the office.

"Thank you," he said placing the phone to his ear. He was over the moon that Olivia had decided to take his call. She could have hung up as soon as she was finished with Abby. "I miss you. I miss you every day. You've got me counting down until you're return, and I don't even know when that really is," he blurted out.

"Just one more month," she answered, and Fitz rolled his eyes, he already knew that, but that wasn't an exact date.

"I'm worried about you. Being on your own, no one knowing where you are. Tell me where you are," he said almost sounding defeated. Olivia went silent, and Fitz was worried he pushed too much too soon. He wanted to know, for his own peace of mind. He could fantasize about finding her, but he wouldn't act on it, knowing that when she came back it needed to be on her own terms. "Come back," he said, it had felt like the longest month of his life, not being able to see her, not being able to talk to her. He was so far passed just missing her.

"I'm not ready yet," she replied.

"To see me, you mean. You're not ready to see me," he said working something out.

"Fitz," she tried to console, but he continued.

"You said it was this place, this city, but really it was me. Wasn't it? You needed space from me," he deduced.

"No, it's not just you," Olivia tried to explain.

"Really Liv, because you won't take my calls, but you'll take hers. You're still working on the campaign, from wherever the hell you are. How can I believe you?" He asked, anger running through his words.

"Everything I told you when I left was the truth," she said trying to calm him down. "I take Abby's calls because she's running my business, so when I come back I have some semblance of a career to return to. A few phone calls here and there is not the same thing as being in D.C 24/7. It's not the same thing," she explained.

"Come back, I can't take you being gone for another month," he said.

Olivia fell silent again. He wondered about all the unsaid things between them. But then he remembered everything she did say before she left. How when she came back she wanted to give them a real shot, everything else be damned. That was what he was holding on to. The hope that once she returned they'd be together, truly together, screw what anybody else thought or wanted.

"So," he began after a minute or so of silence, deciding a change of topic was needed and necessary. "How are you? Has being gone been working for you?" he asked, he was curious, he was desperate to know if the time apart was worth it. He could only hope this wasn't all a waste of time.

"It seems to be. I feel unrestricted, and I don't have to lie or keep secrets here. It's freeing," she explained, and Fitz felt a little to blame for her needing to escape to feel that way. If it wasn't for him and their relationship she wouldn't need to hide away any part of her life. "It's definitely less stressful," she laughed.

"I'm happy you're doing better, Liv," he said glad that whatever she had been feeling back before she had left was disappearing.

"How about you, how are you with, you know?"

"I think I've finally accepted it, maybe it just wasn't the time for us," he admitted. Talking with Mellie really did help him, as surprising as it was, but he wasn't going to tell Olivia about that, not just yet.

"Maybe."

There was a knock on the door, and Abby popped her head back in. Fitz couldn't believe the ten minutes had been up already. Like always whenever he was with or spoke to Olivia time flew by. He just needed one more minute, and he put up his finger to show her that, to which she nodded and closed the door.

"Looks like our times up," he said dejectedly. "I love you, Olivia."

"I love you too, Fitz," she said, and he was shocked by her reciprocation of his declaration. He already knew it was true, but she very rarely said the words aloud. Fitz smiled, happily for the first time all month, before he ended the call.

No this does not classify Liv being back. So youve now made it 2 chapters without her...so well done (Only 1-3 chaps left now)

Like i said i do hope you liked this chapter better.

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