Cyrus and Fitz didn't show up that night to the diner, making Olivia very happy. She wasn't sure how to handle the new situation though. She could go explain to Mr. Grant that she didn't mean it, but he knew she'd be lying. This was the time that she would have to ignore him, again. Skip his class by hanging out with Cyrus through lunch and after. She did not want to go to his class and face him again.

"So you and Mr. Grant talked last night?" Cyrus asked.

"Sort of, and I do not appreciate being blindsided about that. You could have told me that you were sending him instead."

"Well, you ran out of here so fast, I couldn't tell you. So it's settled between you two?"

"Um, sure, if that's what you want. We worked it out."

"Why don't I believe you?"

"Probably because I'm lying."

"Well, let's go." He got up and made her follow behind him as he personally took her to Fitz's class. He opened the classroom door and let her in. Class hadn't actually started yet but Fitz was in the room grading paper. "I need the two of you to get over it and start getting along. Whatever you two have to do to start getting along, do it now."

Olivia went to her desk and started to set up for class, ignoring both Fitz and Cyrus.

"Cyrus, I don't think it's a good idea," Fitz told him.

"Why not? You two could have a lot in common but you don't know yet."

"Leave it alone, Cyrus. This is something you don't want to get involved with," Liv scolded.

Cyrus heard her tone and feared the worst. "What did you do Fitz?"

"ME?"

"She was perfectly fine before you got here. What did you do to her?"

"You were the one who sent me to make sure she was okay. Anything that happened is your fault."

"Cyrus, he didn't do anything. And neither did you. Things change okay? Now leave him alone."

"Liv, obviously something is wrong. For now, I'm going to let this go but I want my Olivia Pope back. Bring her back soon please, or I'll have James force her to come back."

"I'd like to see how that one goes."

Cyrus left the two of them in the classroom alone. They left the room silent for several minutes.

"Do you want to talk about this?" Fitz asked. She shook her head no. "I think we should." Again, she shook her head no. "So we are going to ignore all of this?" She nodded yes. "I don't think that's healthy."

"Fine, I should not have said what I said yesterday. I should have kept quiet about this. It was highly inappropriate."

"But if that's how you feel then you should say something."

"I did say something and then it made everything uncomfortable between us. So from now on, I'm not going to say anything to you or about you to anyone, and that includes Cyrus. Please do me the same curtesy."

"Olivia, it doesn't work like that. You either need to face your feelings or push them far away."

"That is what I am doing! I am pushing them away and I will not deal with them. It's just a stupid school girl crush that means nothing."

Fitz moved to the desk in front of her and turned to see her. "You and I both know that you are wise beyond your years and that you have been taught by the greatest. You act, think, and look more like an adult than any other adult I have ever known. Face the feelings you have and work it out with me. We could be great together."

"What are you trying to say?"

Instead of giving her a verbal answer, he moved in and kissed her lips showing her what he meant. Their kiss lasted for three minutes as they tried to tell each other through it how they felt.

Olivia was the first to pull away. She didn't feel the need to run or to say anything; she just stared into Fitz's eyes.

He could tell that she meant every word of what she said about the feelings for him. That kiss was filled with love, perhaps a bit of passion added in. He pulled away from her and left the room, leaving her alone to wonder. Running to the bathroom, he splashed cold water on his face trying to come back to himself. How could he just kiss a student like that? Especially one that was considered to be Cyrus's daughter? He knew he would be in a lot of trouble if Cy ever found out.

Olivia left the room taking everything of hers along. She scurried down to the office and filled out the form she asked for handing it to the secretary as Cyrus opened his office door.

"I'll take that, Linda." She handed him the form and he read it. "In my office, now." Slowly, she walked in feeling the disappointed tone in his voice. "This must be a mistake. My Olivia wouldn't transfer classes because of a stupid argument against her teacher."

"I screwed up. I shouldn't have said anything about it, but you know me and my big mouth. None of this is his fault, don't fire him okay?"

"I'm not going to fire him. I just left the two of you to discuss it twenty minutes ago and this is what happens? I'm glad I didn't leave you alone with him any longer."

"Cyrus, don't blame him. I caused this. It's not his fault. Please, he did nothing wrong. Everything that happened was my fault."

"I really wish those boys hadn't raped you. You've changed for the worse since then."

"I NEVER want to hear anyone talk about that again. It's got nothing to do with me now. And this has nothing to do with that. I'm sorry I argued with him."