"Let me check my messages before I make any commitments to go with you to Europe for that," Fitz said.

He sat at dinner with his former chief of staff, Cyrus. Cyrus wanted him to attend the summit meetings in Europe for the new President since he was under the weather. Fitz pulled out his cell phone and typed in his passcode to his voicemail. He listened to the first one from the President then to the second.

"Hey, it's Olivia. Um… I have news, I wanted to tell you but I won't do it in a voicemail. Call me back, I don't care what time."

Cyrus saw the look on Fitz's face turn a little towards worry.

"What's wrong?"

"Olivia called. She has news."

"Well call her back. See what's happened."

"I'll call her later tonight. She just said news, but she didn't sound upset. Or happy for that matter. It can't be too important."

Cyrus went on with the conversation telling him how important the summit meeting was and that he should go to Europe for it.

"I have too many other things to take care of and I'm done being President. President Lucas Yates needs to understand that just because you are sick doesn't mean the world stands still. He volunteered and was elected for this job so he'll have to learn. I was shot in the head and still had to do the job. A little cold is nothing."

"Fine, fine. I will find another person to go. But you'll regret not going."

"I very highly doubt I will."

Fitz went back to his hotel and listened to Olivia's message several times trying to analyze her mood when she left it. After listening to it several times he decided it was best just to call her.

"Do you know what time it is?" she nearly screamed into the phone when she answered.

"You said you didn't care what time. And just so you know it's probably 1 in the morning where you are."

"It's actually 2 and I'm glad you called."

"What happened? You nearly sounded panic when you left that message. Are you alright?"

"Calm down. I'm more than alright. I'm probably the happiest I've been in a long time."

"You said you have news. So tell me, what has the Olivia Pope all excited?"

Olivia cleared her throat and was silent for a moment. "Fitz… I'm getting married."

Fitz stopped walking around the room and tried to sit down in the chair but missed falling to the floor. He didn't say anything for a couple minutes making Olivia think he hung up.

"Are you okay?" she asked him.

"When did this happen? What could you… how did you meet him? Who is he?"

"I'm getting married this weekend Fitz. I want you to come to the wedding. You can meet him when you get here. Please, please say you will come? I don't think I can do this without my best friend."

"Liv, Abby is your best friend."

"Will you quit dodging the question? Abby's already here anyway. She's the one who… Fitz please say you will be here? Please?"

"Is THE Olivia Pope begging?"

"Fitzgerald… it's important to me that you be here. Would you please just get on a plane and be at my wedding?"

"Olivia…"

"Nevermind Fitz. I'm not important to you anymore."

Olivia hung up and sat on her bed. She didn't want to tell Fitz in the first place but Abby knew she wouldn't get married if Fitz wasn't there and talked her into calling him.

After a minute her phone rang and she answered.

"I'll be on the next plane out."