It has been 10 years; 10 LONG Years since Olivia and Fitz have seen each other. It was a night that both will never forget. It is a night that they would both like to forget. The night that broke them apart. The night that everything was ruined. Olivia has hated herself for 10 years because she let him go. Fitz has hated himself because he never tried to fight for her. She was the love of his life, and he was hers. Truth be told, its still true.

Now, today, they are going to see each other again after 10 years. They both thought many times about not going because she didn't want to see each other again. That's a lie because they want nothing more than to see each other. They could never control themselves around each other. But he's the happily married Governor of California. She's the youngest person, woman, to ever hold the distinction of Attorney General of New York and she's married to the perfect man. They've moved on with their lives, or have they? But a wedding between friends is bringing them together again. The flame is still Burnin!

The wedding was everything it should have been between Mellie and Andrew. Andrew and Fitz graduated together. Mellie met Olivia her last year of law school and they remained friends. Mellie and Andrew witnessed it all with Liv and Fitz. Mellie chased after her career and so did Andrew. Marriage wasn't a priority for Mellie or Andrew but now that Mellie is the Junior Senator of Masachussettes. She and Andrew moved their and opens a law practice together. Everyone was surprised when they decided to finally tie the knot. Fitz always said if he ever decided to run for President, his obstacle would be Melanie Harper. Fitz didn't make it to the wedding, airline delay. Liv has been silently thanking the heavens.

"I can't believe you two did it, fianally," Olivia says to Mellie.

"I can't believe it either. This is the longest shack up in history," Mellie laughs.

"Are you forgetting Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell?" Olivia laughs.

"Good point!" Liv is trying not to look around the room but Mellie notices. "He texted Andrew and said he's on the way. Delay in California."

Liv tries to act like she doesn't know what she means. "Who?"

"Don't play dumb with me Attorney General," Mellie scolds.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Olivia rolls her eyes.

"You are looking for Fitzgerald Grant to come walking through those doors and make you weak at the knees," Mellie chuckles.

"Fitzgerald Grant is a married man. Just like I am a married woman," Liv answers.

"And where is your amazing husband?" Mellie asks.

"He had a business meeting out of the country," Liv answers flatly.

"When?" Mellie says.

"When what?" Liv whips back.

"You can be a single Attorney General woman. Who cares Liv?"

"Maya and Eli Pope care."

"Well, they've only ever cared about appearances and their smart as whip daughter making the Pope name proud," Mellie says sarcastically.

"My parents love me," Liv defends.

"They control you," a booming voice says from behind. Liv and Mellie turn quickly to see Fitzgerald Grant standing there. Olivia was almost drooling. To her, he looked exactly the same. God he is beautiful, she thought to herself. Olivia is almost certain her legs were giving away. Mellie could see it. She got behind her looking at her and then Fitz.

Fitz stood, watching them from behind for who knows how long. Being in the same room with her was like heaven. He was so close and yet felt so far. There she was, there was his Tinkerbelle. She hated that name but that's what she will always be.

"Fitzgerald Grant, as I live and breathe," Mellie says as she bumps shoulders with Liv. Olivia couldn't find the words.

"Good to see you too Mellie," Fitz says as he never takes is eyes off the woman he's long for, for so many years. "I know I've aged a bit, but I can't look that bad," he says to Olivia.

Olivia takes a silent gulp and sheepish smile, "You look okay."

Fitz's cheeks can't help but blush, "I'll take okay."

Mellie looks at the both of them, "I need to go and find my new husband. And I am sure you two need to talk." She reaches up and gives Fitz a kiss on his cheek. "You look okay," she chuckles as she walks away.

Of course, all eyes are on Fitz and Olivia. The Governor of California talking to the Attorney General of New York. They both have enough security that rivals only the President of the United of States. Fitz decides to break the ice, "Always the most beautiful woman in the room."

"Fitz," she drops her head embarrassingly.

"I can only tell the truth," Fitz smiles.

"Well….," Olivia takes a breath. "You've never lost your charm."

He resists the urge to reach out and caress her beautiful face. He shakes his head and looks at her, "I'd say I did."

"Fitz, you know it was never about your charm."

He lets out a sarcastic laugh, "Your parents."

"Let's not do this here. This is a special occasion. Two of our best friends got married and we are happy for them. Let's celebrate them. We can't change the past," Olivia answers.

"This was us Livvie," he says looking around the beautifully appointed room.

Liv looks at him confused. "What do you mean?"

"This should have been us finally making it official. Although I would have married you 10 years ago if you hadn't had run away."

She almost forgets their surroundings as heightens her voice, "Fitz, I didn't run away…"

Fitz clears his throat, looking around.

Liv looks around, "Can we not do this here?"

"I don't care where it's done, but it needs to be done," Fitz answers.

"We are both married. We are both political figures. You are more than me. The past is the past."

Her words just make him angrier, "The past is the present Olivia. You and I both know we have unfinished business."

"Let sleeping dogs lie Fitz." Fitz walks close to her. She feels nothing heat rise in her body. They haven't been this close in 10 years. 10 long years of longing. She lets out this deep breath as her body starts to shiver. "Don't," she whispers.

"Don't make me," Fitz answers.

They are now eye to eye, cheek to cheek, "What do you want me from after all this time?"

"What I've always wanted," he answers. "I'm staying at The Mandarin in the Presidential Suite. I happen to know you are staying there too. You know where to find me," he whispers much to close into her ear. He starts to walk away, "See you later."

Liv hates him. She hates that no one knows her like he does. She's brought out of her thoughts by another old friend, "He is still drop dead gorgeous."

Liv looks, "Quinn, it's good to see you."

"Am I allowed to hug you?" She asks.

Liv turns to her detail, letting them know it's okay. She turns back to Quinn, "You better hug me." They both hug and then laugh.

"I can't believe you are the Attorney General at 35 years old. This is insane but you were always the smartest one in our class."

"Shut up! You are a damn good lawyer too," Liv smiles.

"So are you two going to fuck each other's brains out for old times sake," Quinn says, looking at Fitz now talking to Andrew.

Liv quickly brings her hand to Quinn's mouth, "He's the married Governor of California."

"If you say so," Quinn rolls her eyes.

"And I am the married Attorney Genera of New York," Liv stresses.

"What's your point?"

"It's over Quinn. It has been for 10 years."

Quinn looks at Fitz who has been stealing looks at Liv since they adjorned to separate sides of the room, "It was just delayed."

Andrew and Fitz are standing in a safe spot near the dance floor, "Can you be more obvious?"

"What are you talking about?" Fitz asks innocently.

"You have undressed her at least 5 times since we've been standing here," Andrew answers. He pats Fitz on his back. "She is even hotter than she was, I'll give you that."

"Aren't you a married man now?"

Andrew laughs, "I have eyes." Andrew looks around, "And the women here have eyes for you. How do you do it? They just drool looking at you."

"Don't they know I'm a married man?"

Andrew eyes him, "Are you married man?"

"As far as the paper goes, I still am," Fitz says.

"Liv is still married to Senator Davis. They've been pegged Black Royalty in Washington," Andrew answers.

Fitz shakes his head, "I want her back. I let her go once."

"And how do you plan to get her back?"

"If all goes well, it will start tonight," Fitz says as he drinks what's left of his scotch.

"What are you going to do?"

"What needs to be done?" Fitz says sternly.

"Remember who you are Fitz," Andrew scolds.

"I am and that's what I am doing. I am a man who let the love of his life go for the sake appearance. I am not doing that again," Fitz pats his back and walks away. Fitz's security detail follows.


Fitz has been sitting in the presidential suite waiting for Liv. He could see it in her eyes, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He just needed her to take that leap. The leap that she was so afraid to take all those years ago. His special private investigator aka spy, Huck, had gotten her phone number for him but he didn't want to push her. He wanted her to come to him. But if he must go to her, he would. He decides to wait a little longer.

Meanwhile Liv is sitting in her suite. Her head is telling her to be wise and be smart. Her body is telling her to run to the man she's never stopped loving, eventhough she would never say it out loud. Truth be told when she came back to her room, she had to take the coldest shower she's ever taken. Being in the same room with Fitz was like being in sauna. The burning for him was still there. The familiar need she always had for him, was stronger more than ever.

She sits on the couch of her suite in her silk pajamas and UGG slippers. She has a pair in every color. She knows him. She knows he's going to come after her and if she had to be honest that was her intended plan. She wants to wheel him to her. She looks at her watch. She's timing him. She goes and pours herself a glass of red wine. There's a knock at the door.

Olivia opens to find her security guard there, "Governor Grant would like to see you."

Olivia clutches her glass of wine tighter, "Let him in and Charlie," she starts.

"I know ma'm," he answers.

Olivia steps back waiting for Fitz. He walks in as Charlie closes the door behind them. Liv walks over to the bar and puts her wine glass down. "You are gonna make me work for it aren't you."

Olivia turns to him as if she is innocent, "What do you mean?"

"You made me come to you," Fitz answers as he begins walking toward her.

"I just didn't think it was a good idea for me to be seen going to your room," Olivia answers weakly.

"But it was okay for me to be seen coming to your room," Fitz smirks.

"I didn't make you do anything," Olivia says as she looks down at her nearly empty wine glass.

He knows she can't stand for him to be too close, but he invades her space anyway. "Livvie I've waited 10 years for this."

"Don't call me that," she says quickly.

"You'll always be my Livvie. I don't care if you wear the last name Davis now."

"And what would your wife Abigail have to say about this?"

"Right now, it's just me and you. There is no Edison Davis and Abigail Whelan."

"But there is Fitz. We have new lives now. We have particularly important lives and important duties to the people we serve."

Fitz puts his hands in his pocket and takes a breath. "Before the state of California and New York elected us, there was you and me."

"We can't change the past Fitz."

"They took you from me," Fitz answers.

Liv walks over to her window, "My parents didn't do anything. I made the decisions I made on my own."

"Because they pressured you," Fitz says angrily.

"And why did you marry Abigail? I mean, your father couldn't be happier. You walked in his footsteps. The youngest Governor ever of California and second generation. I'd say Abigail is the perfect breed for that resume."

"We are not talking about horses here," Fitz answers.

"I am just making a point. You didn't do bad for yourself. I'm sure you'll be running for President before we know it with the beautiful red head by your side and maybe some babies." She knew her words came out snarky and yes, the jealousy has never stopped being there. The moment it was announced he'd be getting married she followed everything about him…and the woman who stole his heart. Just as he followed everything about her and Edison Davis.

"Abby and I are separated. We have been for some time," Fitz says. He lets out a laugh. "To be honest we were never truly together." Liv looks at him shocked. She couldn't have heard him right. "Business arrangements happen every day."

Liv knows exactly what he means she's in the same situation herself, but she could never tell Edison's secret. Not after everything he's done for her and her for him. "What are you talking about?"

"The first two years were great. They were fun. But once that wore off, the shine. We realized we were good at a lot of things but being married is not one of them," Fitz answers as he gives her concentrated stare.

"Fitz," Liv shakes her head.

"No one will ever be you. The greatest year of my life was with you. It will always be you," Fitz answers.

"I asked you before, what do you want from me," Liv says.

"I want you. You've always known that" Fitz says getting closer to her.

"You can't have me," Liv says as she tries to move away. He gently pulls her wrist, bringing her body to his. "Let me go," she whispers.

They are now chest to chest. Fitz grazes his nose to hers. He brings his lip gently across hers. "Tell me you don't want his and I will walk out of the door, and we will go back to our fake lives."

"I don't want this," she says as the tears fall. "I don't want you," she says barely above a whisper.

Fitz keeps his hold on her, staring into her eyes. "Say it like you mean it."

"I do….," she says out of breath. "I do…," she turns her head looking away from him.

Fitz presses his head into the crook of her neck, taking in her scent or juniper and jasmine. He closes his eyes in euphoria. She still smells the same or maybe it's just never left his senses. He gently lifts his lips to her ear, "I need you."

She turns her head, bringing her lips dangerously close to his. "We can't do this."

"We need to do this," he says as his lips touches her. "I want my girl back."

She breathes into his mouth, lips grazing, "I can't be your girl."

Fitz doesn't argue the point. Instead, he lays a soft kiss on her that takes her breath away. He slides his lips into her eager, open, mouth. Their tongues meet in passion as they moan from the satisfaction of reaquaintence. He sucks her tongue as he breaks the kiss and sucks on her neck. "You'll always be my girl," he whispers back as he begins to suck on the other side of her neck as she brings her arm up to grab his back.

It's in her head, the song, playing in loop. She's out on a limb. She whispers, "I hate you," as she chases his lips back to hers. The song is playing in her head. Teena Marie's, Out on A Limb.

He gives her a mischievous grin that is followed by a searing kiss that weakens her knees.

Tender was the kiss when you held me captive in your sweet embrace.

My lips begin to burn and my heart beats faster than the normal pace
I try to resist that familiar smile; it melts me just like wax

But what's the use, I'm yours and that means forever, there's no turning back

He slowly kisses down her body. Her body is on fire, wanting to be rid of every piece of her clothing. She whispers, "Don't stop." He stops at her stomach, placing wet, soft kisses around her navel. He slowly brings his hands to top of her bottoms and starts to push them down, as he continues kissing her pelvis bone. She lets out cat's meow. The anticipation of having his mouth on her again is driving her insane. He skips her center, moving licking and kissing her thigh.

Baby, baby, baby, it's a mystery, ooh you got me spinning around
What have you done to me?
Suspended animation, I'm lost inside of you

I feel so insecure and yet I've never been so sure, what am I gonna do?
I'm out on a limb, I'm giving in to you again

He begins to bite the inside of her thigh, soothing the sting with his tongue in circles. She grabs his head, ruffling her fingers through his hair. She drops her head back to the wall as he lifts her leg bringing it over her shoulder. He places a soft kiss on her center, taking in scent. He moans. He lifts his head, looking up at her with hooded eyes, "Just remember I missed you." There was a look in his eyes she's never seen before or in 10 years. He delivers a quick swipe of his tongue to her core. She lets out a squeal that surprises even her.

"Shit," she screams, and she can hear a muffled laugh come from him. Fitz buries his face into cove licking and sucking her hungrily. He's missed this. He's missed her taste and her smell. He slurps her juices as her lips are wet for him. He darts his tongue in and out of her and swirls his tongue around her nub, licking like he's licking the best cream in the world.

She throws her head, "Oh God, right there!" She bites her bottom lip, nearly drawing blood as digs her nails into his back trying to hold on. He inserts his two fingers in and out of her as he sucks her clit without end. She moves her hips wanting all his magical tongue has to offer. He grips her ass, holding her in place as he nearly drinking her juice. She's close and he knows it. She hasn't changed. He knows her body. It's something he could never forget.

Baby, baby, I'm out on a limb, I'm giving in to you again

She slaps the wall, scraping it with her nails, "Don't stop." Her request just spurns him on more. He presses his fingers into her thighs as he fingers her expertly while sucking her clit. She screams as she comes. She wouldn't be surprised if their security details come running in thinking he was doing something to her. Damn if he's not. He's doing everything right. He rises to his feet, facing glistening in delicious essence. Before she can say a word, he picks her up. Before he can ask the obvious question, she points toward the bedroom. He kicks the door closes with his foot, throwing her on the bed. His dick is begging to be free from its confinements.

She lifts off the bed, grabbing his pants loop, hurriedly unbuckling his belt. She wants him now. He slaps her hand away, "I'm in charge." He looks down at her, "Take it off." He instructs of her top. She quickly rips the shirt away as he drops his pants. He pulls his boxers down, releasing his member. She drools at the site of his hard member that's already dripping with pre-cum. She grabs his dick, his voice hitches. She runs her fingers up and down repeatedly from base to tip. She swirls her fingers around his tip, bringing her finger to her mouth and sucking the wetness off.

"Give it to me," she says sexily as she pushes back on the bed and opens her legs. Her nipples are hard and pointing to the air. Her wet center, glistening before him. He slowly starts to crawl toward her. She brings her hand down and starts finger herself. Fitz stops, taking in the naughty and delicious site before him as she rolls her nipples between her fingers.

"You've missed me," he whispers as he crawls toward her. He brings his hand on top of hers as she pleasures herself. They pleasure her together as he's moved her fingers and begin sucking her nipples slowly.

She wants to scream at him to make love to her for the rest of her life because she hasn't been made love to in so long, she's almost forgot how good it could be. There was one guy after Fitz and then Edison and sex doesn't come with their relationship. It's not supposed to. The last time she made real love, it was this man who's bringing her to second orgasm without being inside of her. The man that always knew what her body needed.

As he rolls his tongue around her other nipple, she grips his back, whispering back, "I've missed you so much."

That's all he needed to hear, he lines himself up with her center and enters her slowly and pulls out. He enters her slowly again and back out. He's missed being inside her. She's missed having him there. They both let out a moan as he enters her again and begins to thrust inside her. Her legs are wrapped around him so tightly as she wants to fill him forever.

Their kissing and moans sound like a symphony as he makes love to her slowly. He doesn't know there's been a song in her head the whole time. This is happy, this is love. This is what she's missed since she let him go. She lets the tears fall. She loves this man, she never stopped. He looks up at her, wanting to look into her eyes as they made love. He sees the tears, but he sees the love. The love he feared at left but there it is. He gently wipes away the tears as he thrusts her deep. He buries his long hard dick deep inside her. She grabs his ass pushing him in deeper.

Sweeter than the taste of a midnight rendezvous, so sensual

The look upon your face when you love me tender, and my cup was full

She flips them over, wanting to be on top. She pushes him back inside her as she starts to ride him. She brings one of his hands up to her mouth as the other grips her ass. She begins to kiss his fingers, sucking each fingertip. Her breasts are moving up and down to the rhythm of her ride as she places his hand on her breasts. He begins to squeeze and massage her breasts as she rides him fast and hard. He wasn't her first. But he was her best, and right now she wants him to know that will always be him. He's guiding her up and down on him. He's always loved her ass as guiding her in love on him is the reoccurring dream he's had for 10 years that's finally come true.

"Just like that baby! Just like that," he says through his moan. She grounds her palms into his chest as she stretches her body on him, ass perched out, as rocks him perfectly.

Baby, baby, it's a mystery, ooh you got me spinning around

What have you done to me?
Suspended animation, I'm lost inside of you
I feel so insecure and yet I've never felt so sure
What am I gonna do?

Her walls are starting to grip his dick as she's getting close. He wants her to come before him. He can see the satisfaction on her face. He watches as she lifts and down on him, watching his dick go in and out of her, coated in her sweet juices. The moans are louder. The grunts are louder. He wants them to both have what they have been robbed of for so long, explosion and ecstasy. He lifts on the bed, they are the human lotus flower, watering each other's bud. He kisses her lips. They hold on to each other as they kiss, still thrusting each other. He moves to her neck, sucking and biting the skin again and then it happens, they come together. She quickly bites into his shoulder to stifle her scream. It's messy! It's sticky! But it's perfect. They hold on to each other for dear life, not wanting to let go. Not wanting to lose feeling of completion. They rock from side to side as he caresses her back.

Hold me, keep me warm inside you and love me
Love me right away
This one thing is true, I would die for you
Baby, I'm out on a limb, I'm giving in to you again
Baby, baby I'm out on a limb, I'm giving in to you again

He gently flips her back over, laying her down on the bed. They never even bothered to undress the bed. He starts to get up. She grabs his arm, "Where are you going?" He reaches back down and gives her a kiss. He gets up, goes into the bathroom, and cleans himself up. She understands as she hears the water running. He comes back out with a warm towel and wipes her clean. He pulls the throw from the sofa and brings it across them. They are cuddled in each other's arms, skin to skin.

He's kissing the top of her head, over and over again as she pulls him in tighter. "Was it everything you ever dreamed?" He says playfully.

She looks at him incredulously, "What makes you think I've been dreaming about you?"

"Baby, the way you rode me, you lived out your dream, just like I lived out mine." She buries her face in his chair, as if she's embarrassed. He lifts her face to him, "I don't regret anything we just did and anything else we are going to do tonight."

"What makes you think we are doing anything else? We shouldn't have done that," she answers.

"Why?"

"You know why," Liv says, trying to avoid his stare.

"Two people who loved each other and never should have been apart just made love. There was nothing wrong with what we did."

"Two people who are married to other people just….and we shouldn't have," Liv answers.

"I already told you what the state of my marriage is. We are just waiting for the right time to announce we are divorced."

She tries to break from his embrace, but he won't let her. She takes a breath, "And that makes this, okay?"

"If you regret this, I'll go. We can act like this never happened. I'll go back to California wanting you and pining for you. You go back to Edison, who's too scared to come out to his peers and live his life and hides behind his beautiful wife who deserves better," Fitz answers.

Liv looks up at him shocked and surprised, "How?"

He puts his finger on her lip, "It's the worst kept secret in Washington. But there's so many skeletons in that town, hear no evil…see no evil." Now she's embarrassed that he knows what she has been putting up with. She can't look at him. She turns away. "Livvie, look at me. You shouldn't be embarrassed. Your parents got you in to this mess."

"I really fucked up my life," she says as the tears start to fall.

He wipes her tears away, "You know I could never stand it when you cry. Don't cry. I can get you out of this. You don't have to continue this lie."

"I feel like I have to," she shakes her head.

"You don't. People get divorced every day. People have irreconcilable differences every day."

"You make it sounds so simple," she says as she traces his thin lips with her fingers.

"It's as simple as we make it Ms. Pope," he answers.

"Are you two really divorced?" She asks.

"Yes, we are on paper. The NDAs are strong in the Governor's mansion. She has her living quarters and I have mine."

"Have you really been dreaming about me?" She smiles sheepishly.

"Every single day," he says kissing the top of her nose.

"What are we going to do Fitz? What can we do now?" She looks at him with pleading eyes. Is it possible they can get their lives back and get out of their business arrangements. Can they really be together now like they always should have been? Is it really possible?

"Yes, we can be together. We can make this work," Fitz answers as if he heard her thoughts.

"How did you know what I was thinking?"

"I know everything about you. I haven't forgotten one single detail. I couldn't forget, even if I wanted to. You are apart me and that's never going to change."

"But you are the Governor of California and I'm the Attorney General of New York. How in the world can we make this work? I am not giving up my job. I worked too hard for it." She's talking so fast; her thoughts are leaving her lips before she has a chance to catch up with it.

"I wouldn't ask you to," Fitz answers.

"But I wouldn't ask you to leave your job either. You are good Fitz. California is lucky to have you and they should have you," she answers.

"The only person I want to have me is you. I'll give it up for you, if it means we can be together. We've wasted 10 years and I don't plan to waste another 10. Being a Governor is great but being miserable and unhappy isn't."

"I'm scared Fitz…and I know I shouldn't be. I let my fear break us up before. I let my parents get in my head and look what happened."

Fitz reaches down and kisses her shoulder. "We found each other again. Being scared is not an option. We are going to figure this out and we are going to be together. I love you and I know you love me and that's all that matters here."

Liv kisses him softly, "I tried to stop loving you, but I can't."

"I'm a hard man to get over," Fitz jokes.

She slaps his chest, "I'm serious."

"I am serious too. I love you and I never stopped. I love Mellie and Andrew, but I didn't come for their wedding. I came for you and I'm not letting you go again. Not ever!" he says kissing her again.

"How much do you love me?" Liv asks playfully.

"What do you mean?"

"I said, how much do you love?" She repeats.

"More than anything in this world," he answers with that grant smile.

"Then show me how much," she says as she grabs his member and massages slowly.

He throws the cover back, looking at her beautiful naked body. "I won't be gentle this time."

She reaches up, kissing him, "I hope not."

Before she knows it, he's inside her again. They are making love again. They are out on a limb. Where can they go from here? They don't know but they know they'll be doing it together.