I am so sorry that it's been so long since I updated this story, and I so wish I had gotten further through it. But I have been extremely busy with my last semester of uni, and all the other things building. You know how it is.

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It had been a week and a half since the worst few days of Olivia's life. She didn't want to think about Fitz. It wouldn't hurt then. But not thinking about the love of your life was easier said than done. Everything related back to him. The news had constant updates on what the President was up to. She knew he had been out of the hospital, after he had been given a clean bill of health, and was now back in the Oval. Though that was what the media had been given, it didn't mean it was the truth. She knew all too well that the press never knew the whole story. She was usually on the other side of this. She hated being on this side. But it was her choice. And it was one of the hardest decisions she had ever made.

Abby asked everyday if she had reconsidered. But how could she? Fitz didn't know who she was. The man who she loved, and who loved her couldn't recognise her from anyone else in his life. It broke her. She was broken. Her heart ripped in two. Those few words played over in her mind. Each word felt like the twisting of a knife in her stomach. On the outside she looked like Olivia Pope. But on the inside she felt like a shell of the person she had once been. Life would never be the same for her. And she wasn't ready to accept that.

What if they hadn't of fought? What if they accepted the situation they were in and just waited it out. What if she never pulled away? What if? These were the questions she would never get an answer to. And maybe it was better if she didn't. She was having a hard enough time with this, if she knew it was her fault, she would never forgive herself.

It was hard to think of a world that she and Fitz weren't whatever they were. They always had some type of relationship. Even if they hadn't seen or talk to each other in months they were still together in some way. If they were in a fight, that signified they had a relationship and a reason to give the silent treatment. There was always a reason. But this was a cruel injustice. The universe playing a sick prank on the both of them. This wasn't the way it was meant to end.

Olivia stared out the window in her office, not bothering to even attempt to get back on task. She just needed a minute, or five. Outside everything seemed like it was meant to. Nothing was out of the ordinary. The sky had the normal amount of cloud cover. She could still see into some buildings across the road. The trees swayed with the breeze, the leaves flickering like static on the television. The world was how it had always been, and yet her world couldn't feel more abnormal.

She watched as a bird tried to fly against the wind, and as it landed on a branch she heard her phone. She was almost going to ignore it when she saw the two words she didn't think she would see again brighten up her screen. White House. Liv almost pounced on her cell. She took a deep breath before answering. There was no way she could know who was calling her, or even what they were calling about. She couldn't get her hopes up. For all she knew it was some aide requesting that she hand in her pass.

"Hello?" Olivia answered anxious to know who was on the other end of the call.

"Ms Pope?" The all too familiar voice asked. There was a waver in his voice, like he wasn't too sure if he was talking to the right person. There was a time that he would know it was her by a little word like 'hi', now he had to ask for classification.

"Mr President?" Olivia replied. She had to remember she wasn't talking to her Fitz, and she had to watch what she said around him. It wasn't appropriate to call him by any nickname. Even if she had once been given permission.

"I was hoping you'd be able to come in for some time, later today or tomorrow," he stated. It wasn't really a question of if Liv could.

"May I know what this is regarding?" She could hope he was getting his memory back and just needed a push, and this was just his unique way of asking. But she also knew it was no use holding her breath.

"That's something we can discuss when you arrive. When can I expect you?" He asked.

Olivia removed the phone from her ear to look at the time. She knew she didn't have any appointments for the rest of the day, so there was no reason she couldn't go to him. But she was hesitant. She didn't love the idea of seeing this Fitz again. It was too hard. But she also needed to know what he wanted. And the hope of him remembering her was too much not to give into. "I can be there within the hour," Liv suggested.

"Excellent, I'll see you soon Ms. Pope," Fitz said, and if there was a slight second that Liv had forget the situation they were in, she was quick to remember.

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Olivia walked through the West Wing, and watched as the workers stared at her. It felt as if she didn't belong. With the way people were staring it was as if they knew about everything. But Liv knew that was impossible. She was most likely projecting her feelings of insecurity on to them.

As she turned the last corner that would lead her into the hallway for the oval, she heard the tapping of heels along the floor. They were heavier than they once were, but when you are holding an extra twenty pounds of baby, that's too be expected. When Mellie saw Olivia her face changed. Liv could see the confusion in Mellie's eyebrows.

"What are you doing here? I thought we both agreed you would stay away," Mellie asked. It was her job to keep Liv in the loop of what was happening with Fitz. And for what she had seen nothing had changed since the hospital. But after all it wasn't unlike her husband to keep secrets from her, especially when it was regarding Olivia.

"He asked to see me. I don't know why," Liv informed Mellie.

"Does he remember?" She asked. Although at the beginning she was concern that Fitz didn't know who Liv was, now she had become accustomed to it.

"I don't think so," Liv replied, and watched as Mellie became a lot less tense. It was then she realised that Mellie wasn't on her side. How could she have been so stupid? Of course Mellie wouldn't want Olivia back in Fitz's life. She'd go on pretending as if there had never been a problem between the pair. "But I did agree to see him, and I don't want to be late for the President," Liv said as she waved Mellie off, and continued to the Oval.

She stopped herself from just walking in, like she had so many times in the past. But she waited. Lauren looked at her, she had very rarely seen this women wait to be announced, but here she was. "He's ready for you," Lauren said. Liv took a deep breath, to calm her nerves. This was so unlike her. Liv twisted the handle and took a step into the Oval.

Fitz smiled when he looked up and saw her. Maybe he did recognise her. Maybe his memory had come back and he was just lying to Mellie to keep it secret. Maybe he wanted to tell Liv face to face, because this wasn't the news you share over the phone. Maybe, just maybe, her Fitz was back.

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