Chapter 1

Olivia got into the back seat of her chauffeured car. She was leaving the Lincoln memorial on the night of the inauguration. She had just finished sharing a bottle of wine with her good friend Cyrus Beene. Only thing is, after what she had just learned she wasn't exactly sure that Cyrus could be trusted.

She felt excited. She had delivered the oval office to Mellie and she was chief of staff. Not only that, but she had swooped up the top secret spy organization previously run by her father. She had never before considered taking over B613, but after a conversation with her mother earlier that day it seemed like the right thing to do.

"Where to Ms. Pope?" Her driver asked her.

"You can take me to my apartment." She replied.

She needed to go home and get some rest. She had to figure out the best way to get Cyrus in as vice president since he knew her B613 secret, also since she had to have Luna killed before she did any harm to everything that she and Mellie had worked hard for.

Liv didn't want to believe that she jeopardized a life with the only man she had ever truly loved for nothing. If she wasn't going to be happy with former president Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III then it all had to be for a good reason.

Once home in her apartment Olivia pulled her long straight hair up into a bun on top of her head. She showered and pulled on some pajamas. Afterwards she got a glass of wine and started thinking about how she would suggest Cyrus for VP once the world found out that Luna Vargas had died from a heart attack.

While Liv sat in her bed thinking, there was a knock at her front door. She walked to the door and looked through the window. Her breath caught in her throat. She quickly undid the locks and yanked open the door. She said, "What are you doing here? You left. I saw you leave. You're supposed to be in Vermont."

Smiling at her devilishly Fitz responded, "Are you going to let me in."

With a full smile Olivia opened her door wider to let him enter and nodded to his secret service agents. She closed and locked the door behind them. Turning towards him she asked again, "Fitz, what are you doing here?"

"I know that I have to go. I know that I can't be here. Especially right now. I know that I need to lay low and allow Mellie to get her footing as president, but I also know that I can't and don't want to live without you." Fitz explained to her.

"Fitz, I don't know what you mean. We have an understanding. You go to Vermont, and I stay here and be what I was destined to be. The woman running the world."

Fitz took a seat on her sofa and said, "I am not here to stop that. I support that. I just don't understand why that has to be to the exclusion of us."

"Because you will be there and I will be here. It can't be any other way." Olivia tried to reason with him.

"It can be any way that we want it to be. We are probably two of the most powerful people in the world. You're chief of staff to the president of the united states of America, and I am the former president of the united states of America. If we really want it we can make it work. So my question to you is, do you really want it?" Fitz asked and he stood up to look down into the eyes of the woman who he loved more than life itself. Liv licked her lips and said, "Fitz, we know how I feel about you, but it's not that simple. The optics alone-"

"Olivia that is bull and you know it. Ever since we have been together we have always spoken of our future together. It never happened because I was the president, and I was married. I am no longer married, and I am no longer the president. I've watched you fix things for years, but never not once have you tried to fix us." Fitz said to Olivia in a oddly stern voice.

Swallowing Olivia said, "But-"

Fitz cut her off again and said, "But nothing. At this point in our lives we have nothing to stop us. Either you want us, or you don't. We can even start over. We can date lowkey and then once Mellie is established we can progress our relationship as we see fit. Either way you need to decide do you love me like you say you do, or are you ready to move on. I don't want to move on. I want you, but I am not willing to keep playing these games with you."

Exasperated Liv yelled, "Games? With me? Fitz, if anyone was playing games it was you. Every time there was an opportunity for you to leave Mellie and be with me you chose the easy way out. Oh, and don't you dare say I pushed you into those decisions. Because truthfully if you wanted me you would've chosen me no matter what I said and/or suggested."

Fitz folded his arms, not at all flustered by Olivia's accusations. He said, "None of that even matters in this moment. I am offering both of us a fresh slate. It won't be easy, but if we decided that this is what we wanted. That a life with us having children and living in that house I had built in Vermont is what we want ultimately, then we start working towards that today. Right now. If not I will find it incredibly difficult, and I may never love another woman the way that I love you, but I will move on."

"So just like that I am supposed to stand here and make a life altering decision?" Olivia asked with venom in her voice.

Smirking FItz answered, "You need time to figure out if the man that you have loved for the last 9 years is the one? You know what. I don't need to figure that out, but since I love you I'll give you until this time tomorrow."

With that Fitz put on his coat and walked towards the door. Standing there confused Olivia asked, "Where do you think that you're going?"

Fitz turned towards Olivia and said, "I'm leaving to give you time to think. I am going to get a hotel suite for the night."

Walking over to Fitz in her barefeet Olivia whispered, "You don't need a hotel suite when I have a perfectly good bed for you to sleep in, or NOT sleep in."

Fitz stared into her eyes. He could never resist Olivia. Not even on the rare occasion when he hated her. He would always be weak for his Livvie. To Olivia he asked, "You want me to stay, Livvie?"

Pressing a kiss to his right ear lobe Olivia said, "I want you to stay, and I want to pick up where we left off this morning. No more being quiet in the White House. We can be as loud and as reckless as we want now. You're no longer the president."

"I want to be petty, and tell you that I won't make love to you until you've decided, but as usual the temptation is way too great." Fitz said as he effortlessly lifted Olivia into his arms and carried her into her bedroom.

Fitz had previously told Olivia in a phone conversation that had she been with him at that moment he would remove all of her clothes. He had told her that he wouldn't kiss her just yet. He had said that he would spread her out so that he could see every inch of her once she was naked and start kissing her from the bottom working his way up. He'd told her that he would do so slowly so that she would understand the choice in front of her. He had also said that he wouldn't stop until she was begging. The only difference between the present and what he had told her on that phone call was that she wouldn't be begging for him to kiss her. No, he was going to make her beg to be with him.

Olivia was struggling to catch her breath, but managed to croak out, "Fitz!"

Not letting up, Fitz answered, "What is it, Livvie?"

"Please. Umm. Please." Liv pleaded.

Fitz kissed the inside of her thigh and asked, "Please what?"

Olivia wreathed back and forth from the painful pleasure the man she loved was bestowing upon her. She wanted Fitz. She always had and she had a feeling that she always would. She was worried. What if she wasn't able to have it all? What if he found out that she was head of B613? What if he actually moved on? What if he married someone else? What if he had a child with some other woman?

All of that was way too much for Olivia to process. Fitz and her had broken up before. There had been other women. She had even had other men, but she knew Fitz had never loved them. She knew that he would never love them and he knew the same about her. However, thinking about his really moving on and making a life with someone else. Yeah, that was unacceptable.

Threading her fingers through Fitz's curls Liv whispered, "Fitz, yes."

Looking up from between her legs Fitz asked, "Yes what, Olivia?" Before she could answer he lowered his head back between her beautiful thighs and continued his onslaught.

Olivia took in a deep breath and stammered, "I...I want...I want to...I want to try." Her legs trembled and she gasped from the extreme pleasure.

Smirking Fitz countered with, "You want to try what?" Then he moved to hover over her trembling body.

Olivia was breathing heavily, but managed to say, "I want to try to be together."

Smiling Fitz asked, "So you want to try and have a real, and normal relationship? Me and you. No back and forth with Jake and Mellie. No presidency in the way. Just us working towards Vermont once you and Mellie have accomplished what you are here to do?"

"You act as if it is that simple. There will be obstacles. I won't always be available. You will be in Vermont. I will be here. It's not going to be easy Fitz. You get that? Plus you do realize that I am planning for Mellie to have two successful terms as president. So how far can our relationship go?" Olivia questioned.

"It won't be easy, but you're a fixer above all else. Handle the obstacles, Livvie. As far as our relationship goes, we can go all the way. We can get a home in Georgetown. We can get married, and we can have our babies. We are powerful people we can have it all. You just have to make it a priority." Fitz countered.

"Me? You're in this too." Olivia stated looking up into his handsome face.

Leaning to kiss her bare shoulder Fitz said, "I'm ready. I know what I want. It's you with all the reservations."

Olivia stared at the ceiling as Fitz went back to arousing her body. She did have reservations. She didn't know if she could have it all. According to her father she couldn't, but she had to try. She couldn't bare the thought of losing Fitz for good.