412Hello my pumpkins…this story will be based on the "Truth or Consequences" episode of Scandal, and my take on what happened previously on the show. This story will also have sections from the song "A Thousand Years" by Christina Perrri. Many parts of the story will contain sections of this powerful song. No copyright infringement intented.
I chose this song because it is perfect for Olivia and Fitz. It seems that they have been waiting "A thousand years" for each other. I know all us die hard "OLITZ" fans will "SAY YOU'LL WAIT FOR ME!"
All characters belong to the wonderful Shonda Rhimes and ABC.
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"A THOUSAND YEARS…."
"Heart Beats Fast, Colors and Promises…."
Heartbeats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall…
Fitz had gotten home from the hospital earlier that day. Between cleaning up Mellie's mess over forging his signature, the briefing on East Suden, and the Press conference he had to give, he was exhausted. With help from Mellie, he had gotten changed, and was laying in bed. She was standing on the side of the bed, rambling about their political future and that things could go back to the way they were.
Listening to her speak, he thoughts raced back to Olivia from earlier in the day. Cyrus had called her to come and speak to him about doing the Press Conference. Mellie tried to tell him not to do, and so did Cy, but he wouldn't listen to any of it. Cy called in the "big guns" and tried to get Olivia to talk him down.
She walked into the Oval, and she immediately took his breath away. He was happy he was sitting down because he may have collapsed from how incredibly beautiful she looked at that moment. His heart beats fast, and colors and promises. He remembered how he had let her go, and he had heard that she became the press secretary when he was shot. The hell she went through, was not showing now. She was there FOR HIM.
She took off her jacket, and long gloves and placed them in the chair next to his desk. She told him the press conference was a bad idea, but he was going to do it anyway.
"Can you tell me why?" She asked him, standing in front of him.
"Because, I'm stubborn." Fitz answered her. Olivia then took his handkerchief out of his jacket, and patted his sweat off his face. He melted under her soft touch. As she was touching his face, he closed his eyes and savored every second of her pampering, never wanting it to end. She was really here with him, where she belonged.
Before she could pull away from him, he pulled her into his lap. She was completely taken off guard by him doing this. Not expecting him to do this at all.
"Fitz you are going to rip out your stitches. What are you doing? Be careful." She said to him.
He just looked into her eyes as she sat on his lap. She was trying to process what he was going to do.
Olivia then looked into his eyes. "You almost died."
"Yes I know," he answered her.
"Don't do it again." She said powerfully to him.
The only thing he could say was "Okay."
Olivia then placed both her hands on the side of his face. She leaned forward and kissed him ever so sweetly and gently. She lingered her lips on his for a brief moment before pulling away gazing into his eyes. Once her lips left his, he was still savoring every moment of that sweet kiss that brought the will to live back into his body.
"Livvie, I felt you at the hospital you know." He said to her.
"What do you mean Fitz?"
"The day I woke up. You came to see me didn't you? I felt you hand touch mine and you laid your body across mine. Then you placed your hand upon my face. It wasn't a dream was it? You were really there. You saved me." He had tears in his eyes now.
"But how did you know? How could you have known?" She sounded so confused. He was unconscious, in a coma.
"I felt you Livvie. The moment your hand touched mine. The moment you laid on my body. I knew it was you. I don't know how, but I knew." Fitz touched her face with his hand.
She was not sure what to do. She almost lost him, and to have him back was a true blessing. She wondered, looking at him, how to be brave. How can I love when I'm afraid to fall. Instead of fighting the urge to pull away from him, she nestled herself into him, in his chair. Fitz instinctively wrapped his arms around her, holding her as close as he could without hurting himself.
She looked up at him, and he looked down at her. Neither one of them spoke. They just gazed into the other's eyes. Their eyes said everything that needed to be said for them. At that moment their heart beats matched, and they breathed finally in sync.
Olivia finally stood up, and Cyrus entered the room. She told Cy that he was going the press conference live with questions. After Cy left the room, she prepped him more, and how to show the American People he was ready to lead the Nation again.
"Wait before you go Livy. Come with me." Fitz said to her, getting up off his chair, taking his jacket off, and sitting on couch. He then layed down. Olivia stood there watching him wondering what he was doing.
"Fitz, what is going on?" She asked him.
He stretched out his hand for her. "I need ONE MINUTE of just you and me, laying here together. I don't care about the cameras, who walks in, or anything else. The last time I you did this I was still unconscious and could not hold you properly. Now I want to do it right. So come here Livy."
She raised her eyebrows at him, and even though she knew it was wrong, she could not deny him. "I'll hurt you Fitz."
"No you won't. And if you do, it will be worth it. Now come here please. I need to hold you in my arms. One Minute." His eyes now had some tears in them.
She didn't say word. She kicked off her heels and layed her body as gentle as possible ontop of his. Both let out the biggest sigh. She felt his arms wrap around her body and his head rest ontop of hers. Like Fitz promised, they stayed this way for a minute, maybe longer.
After their minute was over, and she stood up, her last words to him were, "Now show them who you are."
She cupped his face in her hands and kissed his lips again. She smiled, and all was right in Fitzgerald's Grant world in that moment. HIS Livvie was hear with him, giving all the empowerment he needed to go out there and show that he was ready to be Commander and Chief again.
Fitz was brought of this most pleasant memory by Mellie asking him, "If you could have anything, what would that be?"
Fitz looked at Mellie, "I want a divorce."
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The next morning, Cyrus was sitting in his office shuffling through paperwork. He was so engulfed that he was startled when Mellie came into his office.
"You need to get your guy under control, or I swear to god." Mellie yelled at Cyrus.
"Good Morning, my aren't we a blast of pregnancy hormones this morning."
"Cyrus do you bloody job and get your guy in line before he brings this whole house of cards down!"
'Okay I have no freaking clue what you are talking about. Pregnancy must be screwing with your brain. Two, he's our guy. We share custody remember."
"HE ASKED ME FOR A DIVORCE!" Mellie screamed at him.
"He did what. Holy Shit! Why the hell would he do that for? Is he nuts?"
"Yes he's nuts, off his rocker, lost his freaking marbles. He got shot, and now he's seen the light, or baby Jesus, or the Tooth Fairy, who knows. Now he thinks he can do anything he wants. Fix him Cyrus, or I swear to God, I'm going to have this baby right F-in now."
"I'll get into it Mellie."
Mellie sat down in his chair, not feeling so well all of a sudden. "Mellie you okay. Look why don't you go lay down and get some rest. I'll talk to Fitz and straighten our boy out okay. Don't worry about anything. I've got this."
"Cyrus, you best fix him. I can't let him ruin the last 20 years of our life together, and throw it all over for Olivia Pope."
Cyrus helped her up and ushered her to the door. "Breeders, I am so happy I'm a man and can't get pregnant."
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Cyrus then gathered himself and walked over to the Oval Office to see Fitz. He walked in and Fitz acknowledged his presence right away. He was in a meeting and Cyrus right away asked if they could have the room. Fitz leaned against the Resolute desk knowing what was coming.
"You know what I love about this job. It's all big ideas, and it's your job to make sure to work out the details to make it happen." Fitz said to him.
"How are you feeling Mr. President? I am asking because you took a bullet to the head not too long ago, and I was wondering."
"I feel fine Cyrus, never better. Why do you ask?"
"Well one of the possible side effects of getting a bullet in your frontal lobe of your brain, is rash decisions and recklessness. Making old declarations, new again. Declarations like, I want to kiss my Presidency good-bye and divorce my 9 month pregnant wife."
Fitz interrupted him. "Cyrus," but he kept speaking.
"Another common problem with getting shot in the head is delusions. You must be having one hell of a grade A delusion, that you think while in office you can divorce Mellie and move her out of the White House. Then maybe marry your mistress, and move her in."
Fitz stood up and got into his face. "Don't ever Liv a mistress Cy. We both know better."
"Liv is a beautiful, smart woman, and I can't get enough of her. Apparently neither can you, but think of your Republican party. They'll burn you at the stakes. What concerns me is how big this delusion is for you?"
Fitz gathered his thoughts before speaking. Cyrus was normally one for being over the dramatic, but this took the cake. He thought about his next words.
"Here's what is great about having someone try to kill you and fail. You're being rushed into the emergency room, on a gurney, and there is blood coming out of your body. You hear everyone tell you that you are not going to die. You suddenly stop and realize that you're not afraid of anything or anyone anymore. And when you don't die, and open your eyes, everything is so crystal clear. You come to realize that you have nothing to lose anymore. Nothing at all, and no time to waste. This is going to happen Cyrus. I am going to divorce Mellie, MARRY Olivia, and remain President of the United States when I do so. I am not spending anymore time away from her. That is today's big idea, Work out the details."
Fitz tapped him of the chest, and walked away.
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Well my pumpkins, there is the first chapter of this new story. As you noticed I changed some of the things that happened in Episode 11 where Liv came to see Fitz in the Oval to get him prepped for the press conference. I would have loved to see more of them holding each other before he went out there. I also changed up some things that happened in last week's show too.
I hope you enjoyed this first installment. I hope she waits for him. But something tells me Shonda won't be that nice to us. She is going to drag this out a while.
Leave me hugs and cuddles,
#iwaitforyou….#iwatchforyou….
Peace, Luv and Pumpkins….;-)
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