Hi all, so that's right its a new chapter, just like you asked for, and wow was I blown away by how much you wanted it back, and i know it took a while for me to write it but school, life, and others etc.

I really hope you like this one.

Olivia, along with her Prada handbag, strolled from the black SUV to Air Force One, that was currently located at Andrews. As she ascended the staircase on to the plane she turned back to see her suitcases being loaded on by the ground crew. She had enough clothes packed in her bag for about a week, before she had to start repeating outfits.

Two weeks alone on the road with Fitz. There was once upon a time where that meant secretly sharing hotel rooms, holding hands in the back of the bus, or kissing in an empty elevator, but now it just meant added adherence to a strict professional working relationship.

Liv had spent the half a week working round the clock getting everything prepared for the road trip across America. Though could it be classified as a road trip if they were mostly travelling by air? If Olivia was a weaker person she would have never suggested this trip. But she hadn't been able to become Olivia Pope without taking some good and proper hits along the way. It made her the woman she was today. The strong confident woman that could put aside the past and focus on the task at hand.

Or so she liked to tell herself.

In all honesty Olivia had no idea how she was going to handle the next two weeks. At least in D.C. she had people to vent too. On the road, her only option would be Fitz, and that was no longer an option.

She was one of the first people to arrive. She'd driven over with her small communications team. The President was yet to arrive. They had decided to do a theatrical departure with Fitz leaving from the South Lawn on Marine One, with Mellie waving him off. Liv had not wanted to watch that.

She had seen that show enough times. It always seemed fake. Which was something to appreciate. Even without her in the equation, Mellie and Fitz's relationship was nothing to feel threatened about. That gave her something to smile about, even if nothing else did.

Olivia set up in one of the offices at the back of the plane. There was a large table in the centre of the room, just perfect for working on. She assumed Fitz would head straight to the President's room when he arrived and boarded.

She couldn't be completely certain, but in the last few days it seemed as if Fitz was keeping his distance. But then so had she, so it probably wasn't anything to worry about. Or even think too much about. And yet it was all she could think about.

There were a few taps on the door, but before Liv could shout to whoever was on the other side, the offender of the knocking came in. "Mr President," Liv said, seeing Fitz standing in the doorway. Somehow, he looked handsomer than he was the last time she had seen him. And that was only an hour or two ago in the White House halls, though from a distance.

"Can I come in?" He asked, as teetered from foot to foot in place.

"Of course," she said, wondering why he was being so awkward. Fitz took a few steps into the room, over to where Olivia was set up. "Is there anything I can do for you, sir?" Liv asked, but internally recoiled. Was there anything worse than calling someone you used to have sex with 'sir'? It made her feel like just another secretary sleeping with her boss, and it had never ever felt like that with Fitz, not once.

"Just wanted to check in. I didn't see you before I left," he said.

"I wanted to get a jump start, get everything set up that I needed. After all, this will be my office for the next two weeks," Liv replied, there was no way she was going to tell him about how she despised seeing him a Mellie play pretend sucky-face.

Overhead, the speakers the captain told everybody to take their seats for take-off, and Oliva assumed that Fitz would go back to his cabin, but he walked over to a belted seat and clasped himself in. Olivia had no other option but to take the only seat next to him.

She kept her attention on the buckle, not really sure what to with her hands, or even her mouth. She had no idea what to say. It'd been a while since she let herself be alone in a room with Fitz. But she always had an out, when she did. Now she couldn't just 'excuse herself' until the captain said it was safe to roam about the cabin again. Sure, it was Air Force One, the safest plane in the world, but there were still rules you had to adhere to.

"So, Olivia," Fitz began and then took a deep breath as if psyching himself up for what he was about to say. Liv looked up at him, sure the next words out of his mouth were going to be about the trip. "Would you think I was crazy, if I said- I feel like we've done this before?" Fitz asked, grinning slightly.

"Been on a plane together?" She asked, not all that certain what he was referring to.

"No, no, we would have obviously done that before. I mean, this trip. Well, not exactly this trip. Unless I also don't remember being shot before now, which is a possibility I can't rule out. But no, I meant a trip like this. Just you and me, on the road, going to the people," he waffled on, not sure if he was making any sense.

"Do you remember?" Liv asked, her words getting caught in her throat. Slightly scared to hear his answer.

"I don't know. I don't think so. I know what you all are telling me. That we worked together on the campaign trail. That we have done this before," he explained, though he was sure he was just rambling on, and Olivia was just politely nodding along because he was the Commander-in-Chief.

"Oh," she let out, why she was going along with this conversation was beyond her, it was only going to break her heart again, like it had been a hundred times already.

"But it's different this time, I feel like we've done this before. I don't remember it, but usually when someone tells me something about you that I should know, be it Cyrus, Mellie or even you, I'm skeptical, thinking if it was the truth, I'd remember it, but this time, this time-"

"You feel it," Liv said, trying to keep her voice neutral, and not give away that he had just sent her heart, brain and stomach spinning.

"It's probably nothing, it's nothing," Fitz said.

"It's not nothing. You feel it. That is definitely something," Liv said decided not to hide her smile from him, and as soon as she did, Fitz smile grew about the two sizes bigger. "Thank you for letting me know, you should let me know if you feel anything else again," Liv said, still overjoyed at what this possibly could mean. Was it coming back to him? Would he soon remember? Would they be able to go back to the old Liv and Fitz? Liv couldn't believe this was happening.

"I sure will," Fitz said, it seemed he was just as eager to remember as Liv was for him to. And it was only fair Olivia be the first to know of any new developments. Fitz just hoped they would come.

So thoughts?

Is this the first real sign that Fitz is starting to remember?

Also what do you thinks gonna happen on this trip? Will it be a second beginning for these two?

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