Hey Guys, apologies for no new chapter last week, I went back to home to graduate from University. So now I am officially a university graduate, so yeah that's why there was no chap last weekend.

But I do hope you enjoy this one.

Fitz found that his and Olivia's conversation the other day had really helped. She seemed less reserved, as if she had been stepping on eggshells. She seemed more like the Olivia who he had come to know since she'd been working with him. She was the only person he felt didn't have a second agenda. He could usually see that in his employees. He could see it in Cyrus, he just usually chose to ignore it, until he worked out what his true motives were.

He liked that Olivia didn't over step her duties. She stuck to what was required of her. So many people would try to make their name known in Washington, but she wasn't like that. Maybe it was because she was already as big as she wanted to be. Or she really was invested in helping the administration back up on his feet. Fitz respected that. It showed her true character.

That was one thing Fitz liked about Olivia. But there was something else he had noticed when he went to her office for the first time. He noticed she wasn't like other employees, she wasn't like other friends. No, there was something more to it. Something more to her. And that was what drew him into her. He wanted to know more. He needed to. Which was why he felt so conflicted.

He was married. His wife was pregnant. And he was having feelings for someone else. This was only the beginning of the complications. He didn't even want to think about how this wasn't how a President acted, or really not how he wanted to act as President.

Fitz was stuck in his thoughts. He was meant to be reading FBI reports on his case, and yet his mind was elsewhere. He was trying desperately to remember who Olivia was before he was shot, and even though quite a large portion of his brain, larger than a married President should want, was being used for this task, he was still coming up with naught. The only things that were coming to the surface were memories that he knew were from after he was shot.

He was so lost in thought that he didn't hear anybody sneak up on him. Their hands landed on his shoulders and started massaging them. He shivered in response. "Sorry, I was just trying to help," Mellie said as she pulled her hands back to her side.

Fitz turned to look at his wife. He could see how apologetic she was, but he didn't care. He was sure that Olivia was the only thing he had amnesia about. He knew what his relationship with Mellie was, and it was not this. "What are you doing here?" Fitz asked.

"An aide just told me about the trip you had planned," Mellie said. It was then Fitz remembered that he had forgotten to inform his wife of his travel plans.

"Yes, Olivia thinks that the people should see me in person and not behind a camera, and I happen to agree with her," Fitz replied.

"You can't go," Mellie said sternly.

"And why is that?" Fitz laughed. He was looking forward to hearing this answer.

"I'm about to give birth. What if I go into labour and you're off in New Mexico? I need you here," Mellie answered.

"You're still months away from that. And even if somehow the boy does happen to come to his senses and want to get away from you, I have access to a private jet. You might have heard of it- it's called 'Air Force One', it goes really fast. So even if we're in Alaska, we would still be back before you were screaming out in pain," Fitz said, not really minding how mean that came off.

Mellie decided to push passed his comment, he had said far nastier things in the past. She came in here for information, and she wasn't leaving without it. "Who's 'we'?" She asked.

"Olivia. Olivia's Communications Director, she coming to, you know, direct communications," he answered rather sarcastically.

"Olivia?" Mellie said a little shocked. She was completely against hiring Olivia back and this was exactly the reason why.

"Yes?" Came a voice from behind them, and they both turned to see the aforementioned women standing near the door. She looked nervous to be in there, this was the first time she had seen the two together since the hospital. Not to mention Olivia had barely seen Mellie around since she started back at the White House. Mellie turned to look at Olivia. Fitz couldn't see the exact facial expression across his wife's face, but it was one of distain and anger, and it was directed at only Olivia, and Olivia knew why. "I can come back," Liv said not particularly wanting to get into the middle of the pair.

"No don't, Mellie was just leaving," Fitz said, which made the First Lady turn back to her husband with the same look she was just shooting at Olivia.

"Weren't you?"

"No-" She began.

"Yes, you were. Olivia and I have a lot to discuss, and you are not needed for that," Fitz said and waited for Mellie to move.

Mellie wasn't sure what was going on with Olivia and Fitz. She had always been able to work out when something was going on between them, but this time was different. It was like old times and yet wasn't. She couldn't imagine why they would start being discreet if they were sneaking around again, they both knew she was no stranger to their relationship. Deciding it was better to give up than fight, Mellie left the oval with her tail between her legs.

"What was that about?" Liv asked.

"I didn't tell her about our trip. She came in wanting answers. So I apologise, you shouldn't have seen that," Fitz said.

"You don't need to apologise. From the moment I met you, I knew you and Mellie had problems. So, I am one of the few people who has seen you two at you're worse," she said coming over to sit on the opposite sofa to where Fitz was sitting.

"See, this is what I think is unfair, you know everything about me and my past, and I feel I haven't even scratched the surface of you," Fitz said, causing Liv to hide her pain behind a smile.

"That's probably right," she replied. Liv wanted to get off the subject as quick as possible. It was like a tight wire act. She had to tread very carefully and slowly. "We should probably talk about the trip," Liv said, and Fitz nodded. "So, we've got twenty-five stops so far, now this could go up or down before we leave, but for now it's twenty-five. That's approximately two a day. There will be some nights we'll have to sleep on the jet, but mostly we'll be in a hotel. We'll be starting in New York on Monday, and we'll be in Philadelphia that night. Then we'll go south, going to Georgia and Florida, before travelling to Texas and through the mid-west, and we'll finish up in California. I have scheduled a few rest days if need be, but if those days come and you feel up to it, I've got some backup stops in the flyovers that we've missed. Do you have any questions?" She asked.

"No," he said. Though that was a lie. He had many questions, but most of them were about Olivia. But he knew better to bring them up. He just loved her work ethic and passion. He both hated and loved that she was a mystery. The fact that he didn't know who she was meant that he needed to know what made her special. Now most people who were forgettable- were just that. But Olivia didn't fit into that mould. She had something that pulled you in, she was the type of person that girls wanted to be and guys wanted to have. And he could definitely a test to the latter of that sentence.

But he could never ever let that get out. Because he knew if he ever worked out what he was really feeling for Olivia, it wouldn't amount to anything. She had made that perfectly clear. Not so much with words, but with how she freaked out over the supposed hand incident. Of course it was completely innocent on his behalf, he had no idea what he was doing, he truly did think he was touching the chair. And even thinking back to it now he could not remember touching Olivia the way she said. Though he did believe her. There was no reason she would lie.

"Okay, but if you do, you know where to find me," Liv said as she stood up and left.

Fitz just sat there. He knew he had to forget about whatever he was feeling towards Olivia, but as irony would have it, Olivia seemed to be unforgettable.

Ohhhh If only Fitz knew.

How long do you think until he remembers? Do you think what he's feeling is what remains of the past, or are they new feelings?

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