Quinn ended Ivy's impromptu soccer game after she finally clocked Charlie watching them. She remained as calm as possible when she encouraged all the kids to go home because she and Ivy had to go somewhere else. When they were back in the house Ivy turned around and asked, "Where are we going Quinn? I thought we were waiting for mommy."

Quinn crouched down, "I need you to do me a big favor pretty girl."

"What's that?"

"I need you to go to the most secret place that you can hide. Be very quiet and don't come out until I come get you okay?"

Ivy was worried, "What's wrong Quinn? Is somebody trying to hurt me?"

Quinn cradled her face, "I won't let anyone hurt you. Now go hide."

Ivy hesitated and held her fist out, "Knuckles to knuckles."

Quinn pounded her fist and kissed the top of her head, "Knuckles to knuckles pretty girl."

Quinn watched Ivy run away and pulled the gun out of her waistband. She started to slowly clear each room of the house. She sent a quick text to Huck {Charlie's here} Quinn peaked around the corner and saw the front door slightly ajar.

Ivy ran to hide as Quinn told her to. She was scared because Quinn looked scared. Ivy went into her closet and climbed on top of the dresser. She'd found a secret hiding place a few days after they moved in. She grabbed the bat that Harrison bought her and crawled into the opening at the top of her closet. She put her dark shirt over the opening so that no one would know where she was. She crawled until she was able to drop down into what was essentially a very narrow treehouse in the wall. Ivy pulled her knees close to her chest and hoped that no bad person would find her. Ivy wanted her mom…and she wanted Rip.

Quinn had slowly come back toward the living room when Charlie jumped her. He knocked her gun out of her hand and had her in a tight chokehold. Quinn stomped his foot and successfully headbutted him. Charlie used his chokehold to lift Quinn off the ground; she pushed against him until they both went backwards and his back slammed into a nearby wall. Quinn held tight to his forearm and flipped him over her shoulder. His large body broke the coffee table but he managed to trip Quinn up before she could reach her gun. They both heard tires screeching into the driveway and Charlie took the opportunity to punch Quinn in the face. Quinn was slightly dazed but managed to get a few shots off as Charlie ran out the patio door.

Huck, Nyla, and Harrison came bursting into Liv's house with their guns drawn. Huck started to search high and low for Charlie while Nyla went over to Quinn. She looked Quinn over for other injuries. "You alright?"

Quinn nodded, "I'm fine. Huck, he went out the patio door. He's probably long gone."

Harrison looked around worriedly, "Where's Ivy?"

"Shit" Quinn said just before she bolted up the stairs with everyone else following her. She started calling out, "Ivy! Ivy! Where are you pretty girl?"

Ivy heard her name being called and quickly made her way back to her closet, so that she could come out of her hiding place. Quinn opened the closet door just as she started climbing down. Quinn hugged Ivy just as tight as the little girl was hugging her.

Quinn could tell that Ivy was holding back tears, "I'm okay Quinn. Are you okay?"

"I'm okay pretty girl."

Suddenly, they heard Olivia's voice. "Guys, what's going on? Everybody's cars are—" Olivia stopped talking and ran upstairs after she saw the broken living room table. When she got to Ivy's room, she was out of breath. Olivia dropped to her knees, "What happened?"

Ivy stopped trying to hold back her tears and ran into Olivia's arms. Her loud cries broke their hearts. "Mommy, I'm scared. There…there…was a bad person. Quinn…tol…told…me…to…hide. What did I do? Why does a bad person want to hurt me?"

Olivia cradled Ivy as close as she could to her chest. "It's okay. It's going to be okay. None of us are going to let anyone bad hurt you. It's going to be okay my angel." Olivia held Ivy close as she stood back up and looked at Quinn, "What happened?"

Quinn hesitated, "Charlie was watching us. I didn't catch it until it was too late. He jumped me and we fought. I hit him at least once. I'm so sorry Liv."

Olivia rubbed circles on Ivy's back, "I don't blame you Quinn. Charlie was either sent here by Edison or Cyrus."

"It was Cyrus" Abby said from the doorway. Olivia had completely forgot that Abby rode with her. Abby held up a piece of paper, "Charlie got sloppy—or maybe he wanted you to know. Isn't this Cyrus' phone number? I remember it from the Thorngate episode."

Olivia looked over the phone and agreed that it belonged to Cyrus. Nyla held her hands out, "What you want to do Liv?"

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"Mr. President, I must say that this is a very unexpected and unique situation for me. There has never been a divorced President, let alone one getting divorced while in office."

"Look, Mr. Brennan can you do this or not?" Fitz asked impatiently.

"I can. What do you want your conditions to be?"

"I get full custody of the children. She can have all of the California and Virginia properties. I want the Vermont property as well as the Switzerland estate. She can have a one-time payout of $5 million dollars. She has to move out of the White House and into Blair House. Those are my terms."

"How much are the properties in California and Virginia worth?"

"11 million dollars combined" Fitz asked quickly.

"You want to essentially let FLOTUS walk away with $16 million dollars?"

"I want my children and Mellie out of my life. The only thing she loves more than power is money. My terms are non-negotiable. She has 24 hours to sign or I will air out all her dirty secrets."

"I can get this drawn up immediately and served to the First Lady before the end of the day."

"Thank you Mr. Brennan."

Fitz' secret phone—his Liv phone—started buzzing in the drawer. He grabbed it up and went into a more private place. "Livvie. Did you get my package?"

"Yes I got it."

"What's wrong Livvie? I can tell that something is bothering you by the way you sound. What is it?"

Olivia waited a few minutes before she said, "Cyrus sent someone after my kid."

Fitz hung his head, "I am so sorry Olivia."

"Are you?"

"What's that supposed to mean Livvie?"

"He's your pitbull Fitz…not mine."

"Olivia" he pleaded

"Get your house in order Fitz. I'm coming for any and everybody that's trying to hurt my daughter."

He blurted out, "I'm divorcing Mellie."

"Good for you. You still need to watch your back. You're about to have Mellie and Cyrus teaming up against you. By the way, Sally talked David into starting a custody hearing on behalf of Edison."

"I had no idea Olivia."

"Sure you didn't."

They were both silent for a while. "I love you Sweet Baby"

She sighed, "Get your house in order."

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James came into the bedroom raging at Cyrus. "What have you done?"

Cyrus jumped at David's yelling. "What are you talking about honey?"

James bounced Ella on his hip as he thrust the letter into Cyrus' hands.

You crossed a line with me that I never thought you would. I've had your back –even when you are completely wrong. I was loyal to you for more years than I can remember. What you've just done cannot be forgiven or undone. I'm letting you know right now that I'm resending the offer of being Ella's godmother. I can't stand your existence and I won't be hypocritical enough to stick around her life. You're right, you are a pitbull. You've underestimated me Cyrus. I'm not a pitbull or political monster…I'm the devil. One of the perks of being raised by pure evil is that I can stoop far lower than you think you can. You've crossed me for the last time.

Olivia "Motherfucking" Pope

"I'll ask again. What did you do to Olivia?"

Cyrus waved his hand from side to side, "Honey that's Liv. She has a flare for the dramatics when she's upset. This will blow over in a few days."

James shook his head, "I don't believe you. I'm sleeping with Ella tonight."

Cyrus was raging when he called Charlie, "How could you have fucked up so badly?"

All of OPA decided to spend the night at Olivia's house. They managed to get Ivy back into good spirits, but she kept asking for Rip. Olivia called him and he showed up within the hour. Olivia was sitting on the bottom of the staircase so that she could still see everyone in the living room. Rip sat next to her, "She doing okay…all things considered?"

Olivia nodded, "It was Cyrus. Cyrus sent an assassin after my daughter."

When Olivia started to cry, Rip wiped away her tears. "Don't cry. It's okay. She's fine."

Olivia looked up at him, "Thank you for coming."

He shrugged, "I'll always come when you call." Rip stared deep into her eyes and leaned in to kiss her. Olivia let his tongue part her lips and caress her own tongue. Their kisses got deeper and she was on the verge of letting out a moan. Olivia pulled back and contemplated her next move. Rip nudged her leg, "Your mind is not in that space right now. Just come here and let me hold you."

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Hollis tapped his fingers impatiently and glared at the three people in front of him. "The three of you love to make me out to be the bad guy but at least I can get my shit together when I do something. Not only have the three of you pissed off the wrong person, you've also tipped your hands to her. Quiet as kept, the only way you fix this is to take her out."

Mellie's jaw dropped, "You want us to kill Olivia Pope?"

Hollis leaned back, "I don't want you to do anything. This wasn't my idea. I'm just telling you the options. My dust up with Olivia Pope will never come to fruition."

"What about Ripley Cartwright?" Cyrus challenged.

"What about him?"

"Charity."

Hollis pointed his finger in Cyrus' direction. "You shut your filthy mouth Cyrus."

Cyrus shook his head. "No I won't." He looked at both Sally and Mellie and confessed. "Hollis had Rip Cartwright's wife murdered. Made it look like a traffic accident."

Hollis was seething. "I don't give a damn that you know that information Cyrus. The three of you are off the reservation. Taking the kid will make her do whatever you want. Killing her kid will make her hunt you down for the rest of her life. Why Sally and the First Lady want to go after her kid makes no sense to me. Why is that a personal mission for you two?"

Sally pursed her lips, "I want no more parts of this situation."

Mellie hissed out, "Sit your ass down Sally. We all know you killed your husband and had it covered up. None of us have clean hands. You went to Rosen, so you're more involved than anyone."

Sally turned her head towards Mellie, "Of Course. The First Lady has once again come out of this looking innocent. Well not for long. I will drag everyone down with me."

Hollis looked at Cyrus, "I don't trust you. She's your protégé. What's to stop you from playing both sides?"

Cyrus pursed his lips, "Olivia removed herself from me and my family's lives. I don't have a loyalty to her."

"You have a loyalty to my husband" Mellie pointed out. "We all know that he'll move heaven and earth for her."

"Look, I'm tired of this chitter chatter. Either come up with a plan or shut up." Hollis demanded. "If it were me, I'd keep the original plan. You want to knock her down a notch—you do it through her kid."

After Hollis said his peace, they quickly ended the meeting. A woman caught up with Mellie before she entered the residence. "I was instructed to give you these Madame First Lady."

Mellie snatched the papers and went into her bedroom. "A divorce? He wants a damn divorce!" Mellie stormed back out in search of Fitz.

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"What did you find out?" Edison asked Sally.

"Olivia does have a child."

"My child" Edison clarified.

"The semantics are not my problem. Where is my child?"

"I don't know Senator Davis."

"Now, that I find hard to believe."

"What exactly do you plan to do to the child?"

"That's not your concern. I want to know where my child is."

Sally shook her head, "I don't know. I just know that she exists."

"She?"

Sally became uncomfortable, "I have another meeting to get to Senator Davis."

Edison watched her leave and pulled out his phone to call a well-known number, "I found her. I've got a daughter. I want to move forward with our plan."