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There was a lean to one particular option if Liv should take the job or not, so I hope those who wanted the other option aren't to upset.

Olivia sat tapping her pen on her desk. There was something she needed to be doing but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't get Fitz's job offer out of her head. She kept weighing the pro's and con's of taking the job. She wished it had leaned obviously to one side. But for every con there was a pro. She wished the decision was a straight-forward one, but of course nothing about this situation was straight-forward, so why would her decision be?

"Liv," Abby said as she came into Olivia's office, not bothering to knock. "Here are the reports you asked for," she said as she handed to files to her boss.

"Thanks," Liv said and began to look them over. Abby continued to hover, she wanted to know if there was any more she could do, but really she wanted to know if there had been any developments been Liv and the President. She knew Liv had gone to see him, but had no idea what had transpired during the meeting.

Olivia had yet to notice that Abby hadn't moved. Frustrated that she hadn't been noticed, Abby turned her attention to the TV. Liv had been watching the news to distract herself but it hadn't worked too well. Fitz rarely didn't make the news, and of course his shooting was still hitting the airwaves.

"Oh, ain't this guy a hack," Abby said as she watched a press conference from the White House. "Can you believe that this is the best they could find? This guy's just a big flashing light pointing to the problems with the administration," Abby added, and waited for Liv to join in with the mocking.

"He's doing the best he can," Liv replied, and Abby's eyebrows furrowed. She knew her friend was hurting, but she didn't think she would be this tense. Making fun of Liv's replacements was their thing.

"Do you think they're looking for a proper replacement?" Abby asked, Liv used to be her eyes and ears into White House life. She could usually get a lot out of her friend. But that was before. She didn't know if that was still the case.

"Fitz already has someone in mind," Liv answered. She wasn't sure if she should tell her friend or not, but she needed someone to tell her how irrational it would be to take the job.

"He does? Who?" Abby questioned.

"Me," Liv said and watched Abby's reaction. Liv could tell Abby was surprised. Obviously not as much as Olivia had been when Fitz asked her, but still up there on the shock scale.

"You?" Abby needed to make sure she had heard Olivia right.

"He offered me the job," Olivia confirmed letting out a breath. It was weird to say out loud. She even hoped that just saying it aloud would help her make her decision. Verbalising things usually did help her. It made it seem real, and that it wasn't all in her head.

"He offered you the job?" Abby said still processing it. She couldn't imagine Olivia returning to the White House. Or even the President asking Liv back. But then she also couldn't imagine the President being shot and losing his memory. But it happened. So nothing was out of the realm of possibility.

"Well, my old job," Liv corrected.

"Your old job?" Abby asked again, as if expecting Liv to shout out that she was joking.

"Can you please stop repeating everything I'm saying?" Liv requested. It was starting to get annoying.

"Sorry," Abby said breaking the mimicking spell she was under. "It's just, he really doesn't remember," she continued voicing her thoughts without a buffer.

"Thank you for reminding me," Olivia sighed. It wasn't as if she forgot. There was no way that that piece of information would slip out of her head. It would be a lot easier if she, like Fitz, could forget. But barring a bullet in her brain, she knew that wasn't possible.

"So?" Abby asked as she sat down. She needed to know what Liv was thinking. Olivia was not the simplest person to read. And even after so many years of knowing her, she could still surprise her.

"So what?" Liv asked, not sure what Abby was referring to.

"Are you going to take it?" Abby questioned.

"I don't know," Liv answered honestly. She was lost. She had never been this lost. Not when she decided to leave the White House, not when she fell in love with Fitz. Not even when she found out he had been shot. Her brain and her heart were pulling her in completely different directions. And she didn't know which was the right one to listen to. A week ago she had agreed to walk away from Fitz, for that had been the easiest thing to do, but now she wasn't so sure she was right.

"You don't know?" Abby said in shock. There were very few times that Olivia Pope didn't know what she was going to do. She always had a plan. She always knew ten steps in front.

"Abby!" Liv exclaimed, She really wanted was for the repeating to stop. Olivia took a deep breath, stood up and turned the TV off. "I told him I would have an answer for him today, and I still don't know what to do. I was thinking about it all last night. But nothing is clear. How could it be?" she admitted.

"So what are you thinking? I know you. You have to have some thoughts," Abby said, she wanted to help Liv, she hated seeing her in this much pain, and if she had to be a sounding board to help, then so be it.

"I want Fitz to remember me, and maybe this is the only way," Liv admitted and began to pace back and forth. "But then I think 'what's the point, there's a reason he doesn't remember me', and I don't want to face that reason. Also at the hospital Mellie seemed just as concerned that he didn't remember me, and yesterday she was worried that he did. She's not going to tell me anything. I'm going to have to find out myself," Liv explained. These were just some of the thoughts that had be spinning around her head. Abby nodded along trying to follow what Olivia was saying. "And what about my duty to this country, and the administration I helped get elected. I cant just leave them with some baffling idiot as their spokesperson. But I've done my part. It shouldn't be up to me. I have my own business now, I have to think about that and you and everyone else. I can't just leave. But I loved working at the White House, and the job was fast and important and something I crave, and I only left because of Fitz, and he's no longer the problem he once was. And he's assured me that my employment would just be a Band-Aid solution until they find the right person for the role permanently. And that's all well and good, but do I really want to make that change if its only going to be for a few months, it seems like a lot of hassle, with no reward. Like I said, I don't know what to do," Liv said finally coming to a halt. Abby felt like she got a new look into the inner workings of Olivia's brain. And she thanked God that she wasn't in this position, because she wasn't sure if she could make it.

"Do you want my opinion?" Abby asked. She could see Liv was stressing. She'd never seen Liv rant like that and knew different measures needed to be taken.

"Please," Liv said as she sat back down.

"There's no right or wrong option here. Either way you win, either way you lose. Don't think about anyone else, but you. What do you really want? If you want to go back, Harrison and I can hold down the fort. If you want to stay, will you be able to live with the 'what ifs'?" Abby asked. 'What ifs' could be someone's downfall, just as much as living in the past. She didn't want to see Liv fall into that.

Olivia looked down at the ring on her left pointer finger and slowly slid it off. She marvelled it as she held it in her hand. Opening her desk drawer up she placed the ring safely on top of some papers. "Alright," she smiled. Abby made the decision look simple, and Olivia decided to only look at it as if it was. "Thanks Ab," Liv smiled knowing she had finally made her choice.

Abby realised that she was no longer needed and left the way she came. Olivia waited until her friend had closed the door, before picking up her cell phone. She scrolled down until she found he right number, she couldn't use the direct line, so she had to call his secretary. Thankfully she didn't have to wait too long to be transferred to Fitz.

"Ms Pope, I've been anxiously waiting for your call all day," Fitz said as he answered his phone.

"I'm sorry I didn't call earlier, Mr President," Liv said. It was foreign for her to call him that, almost as foreign as it was to hear him call her Ms Pope.

"Perfectly fine, it's a big decision," he said.

"You have no idea," Liv muttered, and then remembered he could hear her. "Sorry, you're right, it was."

"Was? Does that mean you have decided?" He asked eager to hear what he hoped he would.

"I have," Olivia announced. "I'll be there tomorrow."

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