Hey guys, not much to say up here but please check my author note at the bottom for some news :)

Olivia showed her pass and walked through the gates into the White House. It was the first time she had been there since she left Fitz two months prior. No matter where she looked she couldn't hide from someone else's gaze. They were all staring down at her stomach. It wasn't a surprise, the news wouldn't have reached these people yet. But Olivia didn't care, she had more important business to attend to.

She walked straight ahead determined to reach her destination. She didn't bother getting the go ahead from the assistant guarding the door, instead she twisted the handle to the office not caring if she was intruding.

"Olivia?" Mellie said as she looked up startled. She had not expected to see her husband's mistress today, and really she hoped that after her ultimatum last night she was never to Olivia again, or at least not for a very long time. "Why are you here?" She asked bitterly.

"I'm here to give you my decision," Liv replied as if it was obvious.

"A phone call would have sufficed," Mellie said glaring at Olivia's pregnant stomach.

"Actually, it wouldn't have," she said as she took her phone out her bag. "See if I called I couldn't show you this," she said as she opened the video file that had been recorded an hour prior.

"What is this?" Mellie asked after Liv handed her the cell. The video started to play, and the screen was filled with a scene of Olivia standing at a podium as she was asked questions.

"Ms Pope, is your surprising pregnancy the reason you are no longer working on President Grant's campaign?" A reporter in the crowd asked.

"Although I am not personally running the Grant campaign, Olivia Pope and Associates still are. After some early complications in my pregnancy, the Grant's, who are very close friends, agreed that the stress that comes with a campaign was too much and my health was more important. Mrs Grant, who pushed for it, as a new mother herself, was extremely understanding and has become a closer confidant, and I share everything with her," Liv answered.

"That's not even true," Mellie said disgusted as she threw the phone back into Olivia's hands.

"I know that, but the media doesn't," Liv began. She knew exactly what she was doing, and exactly what she would say. There was no way she was going to walk out of the First Lady's office without getting what she wanted. "I also know that your image is the most important thing to you. Now you may go to the press, do an exclusive interview, get your side out there, and they may or may not believe you. And even if they did, because of this press conference, you would no longer come out as the victim. All they would care about was- how much you knew and when you knew it. You wouldn't be able to play the scorned wife angle, which you're so greatly relying on. You would be a late night punchline, a laughing matter when it came to politics and Washington. A joke. Nothing more."

"You can't be serious," Mellie said shocked by what she just heard. This was not the Olivia she had encountered last night. Mellie wouldn't admit it but what Olivia was saying scared her. She'd known for a while that after Fitz's re-election she wouldn't be needed, but she always thought that given the right spin that that wouldn't be a problem. There was no one better at spin than Olivia and she wanted Liv on her side when the time came, but this pregnancy threw her for a loop and changed everything she'd had planned.

"What makes you think you'll get out of this alive? You know me. You hired me to run Fitz's campaign. You know I can destroy anyone that's in my path. Why would you think you'd be safe? You will have no career. Forget about running for anything more than a small town's councilwoman, because you'd never be elected anything higher. Even as a lawyer no one would hire you. No one will want you. You might get rolled out when a talk show wants a guest host to boost ratings for a day. But all they'll want to hear from you about is what you think about what the people you used to run with are wearing. They won't want to hear what's in your brain, or about how educated you are. They won't want to hear from Mellie Grant, because no one will care about Mellie Grant. You won't be anything more than a footnote on the bottom of a high school textbook. I will see to that. Or I can see that you'll get out of this with not only a good reputation, in Washington and to the people, but also have whatever semblance of career you want," Liv continued.

"And if I don't agree?" Mellie asked. She still felt that she had a card to play, but she was starting to weigh the outcomes and could tell they might not come out in her favour.

"Usually when it comes to you I'm lenient, forgiving, mostly because I feel I have to be. But not this time. You won't just be going after me or Fitz. You'd be coming after my child," Liv said and placed her hand on her stomach. "And I will not stand by and take it."

Olivia stared Mellie down, telling her that she was serious. She could read every expression that flashed across the woman's face. Most of it was filled with anger. But Mellie knew Liv didn't lose, and wouldn't lose. "What are my options?" Mellie asked.

"Stay quiet for the next few months, until the time comes when it is appropriate to break the news and get a life you'd be satisfied with after all was said and done, or tell the world, be in the headlines until all this is nothing more than old news. You might get a book deal, which no one will want to read. You'd be too ashamed to show your face anywhere, and you'd have to move to a small town where you would only hope that no one would be able to recognise you. Though the choice is yours, I know what I'd pick," Olivia said laying out the only two options that were available to the First Lady.

Mellie let out a sigh of hatred and contempt, she knew she had been backed into a corner, a placed she didn't want to be and a place she didn't expect to be. How had Olivia won yet again? "Fine," Mellie conceded, it was easier than fighting, and she believed Olivia when she said she'd stop at nothing.

"Excellent," Liv said walking over to Mellie's desk. She pulled a couple of pieces of paper out her handbag. "I'll need you to sign this nondisclosure then," Liv said handing her the document. Olivia could tell that Mellie was not expecting this part of the agreement. It wasn't that Liv didn't trust Mellie to stay quiet, she even knew that a legal binding contract wouldn't stop her from changing her mind and going to the networks. But this was proof that Mellie knew everything and was a willing participant in keeping this all secret, and that was something that Olivia would very easily hold over Mellie's head or bring to light if Mellie went to the press.

Liv watched as Mellie read over the papers twice. Liv had crafted the papers especially so there was nothing that needed to be adjusted or added. Mellie's head nodded at points until she read down to the bottom of the page. Mellie reluctantly took a pen from its holder and signed in the specified spot. After which she thrusted the papers back to Olivia.

"Now, can you please leave me alone," Mellie said rubbing at her head, she had a tension headache that would only be solved by jar of her daddy's hooch.

Liv nodded and turned to leave. As she reached the door she turned back, having one final thing to say. "Oh, and Mellie, don't come over to my apartment uninvited again," Olivia said before walking out the office.

Happily, Liv walked down the halls until she was outside Fitz's office. She was informed by Lauren that only Cyrus was with the President in the Oval, so Liv opened the door and walked in, not bothering to knock.

Cyrus stopped talking as soon as he heard the door open, and when he saw it was Liv, he was not pleased. He was still against the pregnancy, and now that the public knew, there was the increased risk of rumours about paternity flying around. Cyrus didn't even bother saying a word to his former student, and knowing that is was a matter of seconds before the President dismissed him, he left the room before Fitz had a chance.

"I saw your performance at the press conference," Fitz said as Liv walked over to his desk. "Tell me your talk with Mellie went just as well," and with the grin that was now on her face, he knew it had.

"She shouldn't be a problem until after the election," Liv replied, rounding his desk, until they were only a few feet apart.

"Good," Fitz said as he pulled her onto his lap. "Because we won't ever need her again after that," he placed one hand on Liv's belly and his lips on her cheek.

Things were actually working out, it was hard to believe. They both knew they had a long way to go before things were exactly how they wanted them to be. But right now it all didn't seem that far away. Liv raised her hand to caress the side of Fitz face and pulled him in for a proper kiss.

"I should go," Olivia said, though she didn't really want to leave. "I just wanted to quickly come in and tell you how things went," she explained. "Plus I have a meeting with my clients back at the office," she added. After Olivia had called Fitz to tell him what she had planned, she'd called Abby to put things on motion, the main thing being accepting the Montgomery's as clients. She'd set the press conference up quickly and paid someone to ask about her pregnancy, at the time, to anyone who was not in the know, it seemed like an innocent and unexpected question, it was anything but.

"Alright," Fitz said, but neither of them moved. Liv laid her head on Fitz's shoulder, she could've easily fallen asleep. It had been a long day, and it was far from over. Fitz patted the top of her head, slowly running his hand through the top layer of hair. If it was possible, he would have not moved and let Liv stay in that spot for the rest of the day, but he knew they couldn't stay like this for much longer. "Liv," he whispered softly after a minute, and Olivia slowly lifted her head. "I'll call you tonight."

I hope you enjoyed. And yay for Liv finally telling Mellie where to shove it ahah.

SO- I have two ideas for new multi-chap Olitz stories. But I'm very indecisive, and can not choose which to write. I don't like having multiple stories at one time unless i am a fair way through a story (which i feel i soon will be with this fic). So this is where you come in. I'm gonna have a little competition of some sorts. For each signed review for the next FIVE chapters i will write your name down and place it in a jar, and at Chapter 30 I will pull 3 names out and i will PM them on some details of the story ideas i have and they can decide.

I would go through all the reviews i have received and write the names down, but I dont know if early reviewers are still reading and it would be weird for them to receive a PM out of the blue if they won. This is in no means a ploy to garner more reviews, its just i'm in love with both ideas and i dont want to do them an injustice by only giving them half my brain space when it comes to writing them. and again i am very indecisive.

If you want to leave me a review but dont want to participate just leave a little extra in your review and i wont put your name in.

So quick guide-

-if you review five chaps your name will be in five times, three chaps in three times, etc
-Guest reviews wont count, cause then I wont be able to PM you (sorry, to the guest reviewers i do get, i hope i didnt just alienate you)
-Chapter 30 will not be the end of this story, just that i feel i will be far enough in at that point to start a new story
-Any other questions shoot me a PM or leave it in a review and i'll get back to you.

Thanks for reading

Pip xx