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"What is this?" Mellie said storming into Fitz's office, her hand grasping a yellow envelope. Fitz looked up from the report he was reading over to see what his wife was referring to.

"I know it's been a long time since you've practiced but I assumed you were a good enough lawyer to recognise divorce papers when you saw them," Fitz quipped. He was just over the moon that he finally been able to serve her with those papers he didn't really care about the consequences.

"I know what they are," Mellie replied dryly. "Why do I have them?"

"And you brag about being top of our class?" He mumbled rhetorically. "Our marriage is over. It's time to make it official," Fitz said trying to hide the glee he felt by saying those words.

"A piece of paper does not make our marriage over," Mellie argued. They had been here before, but they'd always worked their way through it. Fitz just needed to see it.

"You may be right. But what does make a marriage over? Because I'm in love with someone else. I'm in a relationship with someone else. I want to marry someone else. I'm having a child with someone else. All those things and many more say 'over' to me, why don't they say it to you?"

"We've been here before Fitz, it never works out," Mellie said, but even she didn't truly believe what she was saying.

"It's different this time," Fitz said calmly. He could see the distress Mellie was feeling. While his world was finally coming together, hers was falling apart. Fitz stood up and walked over to his wife, he took the envelope from her hands, and laid the papers out on the table. "Sign the papers Mel," Fitz said holding a pen out for her to take.

"No," she said swatting the pen out of his hands and then watched as it dropped to the floor.

"Why? Why do you insist on being a bitch all the damn time?" Fitz yelled and Mellie's eyes locked with his. He could see the anger and disgust that filled her orbs and went quiet.

Neither said a word and an eerie silence filled the room. Mellie was shotting daggers at Fitz, but he was holding his own. They had both learnt in over fifteen years of marriage how to stand up to one another. And at this moment neither was going to back down. The only thing that was able to break them from their stance was the door to the office opening. They both turned to see who had entered the den.

Olivia stared on at the scene she had just walked in on, and tried to make sense of what she was seeing. "Well if it isn't the reason all this is happening," Mellie said looking bitterly upon seeing Liv.

"Excuse me?" Liv asked walking further into the room, something she wasn't sure she should do.

Fitz bent down to pick up the pen, and as he came back up attempted to give the pen to Mellie. "I already told you I'm not signing those damn papers," she said not taking the pen.

It was with those words that Liv finally understood what was playing out. He'd lived up to his word of asking Mellie for the divorce. A small smile crept to her face, but it quickly disappeared when she realised it wasn't going to be easy to get Mellie to sign on the dotted line. Though that wasn't really all that surprising. This was Mellie's last piece of real power, of course she was going to hold on to it for as long as she possible could.

"What do you want Mellie?" Liv asked. She knew while Mellie had that power she would squeeze as much as she could out of it.

"I want my husband to not have knocked up his mistress," Mellie said turning her gaze to Olivia's pregnant stomach.

"Hey," Fitz called out. He hated when anyone called Liv his 'Mistress', because she was so much more than that.

"Okay, now what about something that's actually possible?" Liv asked again.

Mellie thought over what she wanted, but nothing really came to mind. "I don't know!" She shouted frustrated.

"For starters, how about you choose how this plays out in the press? We'll agree to anything you want to say, if of course it's not detrimental to Fitz's presidency. You could say it was an amicable split or that I'm a home wrecking mistress. You could say you asked for the divorce, or that Fitz sprang it on you and you had no idea about everything happening behind your back. We could lie, tell the truth, spin any story you want. All you have to do is say the word," Liv explained. She knew it was going to be a lot more work this way, but if it got Mellie to sign those papers it was worth it.

"It's not enough," Mellie began. "You've humiliated me," she said turning to Fitz. "You've taken everything from me. You've tarnished my name and ruined the last fifteen years of my life. And you think a nice spin to the press is going to fix that?" Mellie said addressing the room. "It's not enough. It will never be enough."

"What else do you want?" Fitz asked. He'd give her almost anything she asked for. He just wanted this over with as soon as possible. Why did she make everything so difficult?

"I. Don't. Know," Mellie said through gritted teeth.

"Then how about, you go back to your office, take the papers with you, read them over and think about what you do want. Then come back when you've decided," Olivia suggested, it was the best thing she could think of for the time being. She didn't particularly want to spend any more time than she needed to with the First Lady.

"Fine," she agreed agitatedly. She hurriedly picked up the papers, and stormed out the room.

"She's not going to make this easy on us," Fitz said once the door closed.

"We knew that already," Liv reminded him. Fitz walked over to where Olivia was standing. "Hi," she smiled as Fitz placed his hand on her stomach.

"Hi," he echoed before placing his lips quickly on hers. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired," she answered honestly and Fitz nodded in agreement, it had been late by time she got home last night, the party and celebrations of Fitz's win went on until at least after midnight. "Also a little happy. You actually gave her the divorce papers," Liv added.

"I told you I was going to," Fitz replied.

"I know, but so many times we say we'll do something, and then someone or something will get in the way and it never happens. I'm just happy that that didn't happen this time," Liv confessed. Looking back at the last four years it was hard to see how they got here, but she was so glad they finally had.

"Well, she still has to sign the damn things," Fitz said bitterly.

"And she will. She's just holding out so she can get something out of it. You'd do the same thing if the tables were turned," Liv tried to assure him.

"Enough about Mellie," Fitz said, tired of wasting time on his wife. "I didn't think I was going to see you today, what are you doing here?"

"Wanted to see you," Liv answered.

"Really?"

"Actually, Abby left a laptop here. But I selflessly volunteer to come get it," Liv confessed.

"And I'm glad you did," Fitz said happily as he put his lips back on hers briefly. "You want to stay and help me with some work?" He asked and as she nodded he pulled her over to his desk.

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