His Possession (OLITZ /Scandal - short story)

Never Say Goodbye

A/N: This takes place several years after the first chapter. Fitz and Olivia's journey if he was already divorced when he began his campaign for the presidency.

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"Liv?" Fitz answers his cell phone when he sees it's his wife, Olivia, he has no idea what she could want. Normally, she sends him a goodnight text before she goes to bed when she's out of town on business.

"Hi, Fitz, I forgot a crucial file with all of my case notes, can you overnight it to my hotel?" She asks with a winded voice.

"Hi...Sure, where did you leave it?"

"Hmm," she pauses and takes a breath, "It's on the nightstand I think- I think I tossed it down with my iPad when I was packing. I can't believe I left it there!" She sounds flustered. "The hotel info is on a sticky note on the fridge, along with the address, phone number, along with my itinerary. Thanks, love you." She hangs up before he can respond.

Fitz and Olivia have reached that point that so many couples arrive at. They are like planes passing on the runway. Lately, the only time the couple has together is when they are exhausted and all they can think about is sleep.

President Fitzgerald Grant was born to lead. He has checked every prestigious box on the way to the White House. With an Ivy League degree, decorated military service, and years of experience as the Governor of California.

Olivia Pope is the best fixer in D.C. She doesn't just fix problems, she fixes people. They come to her at their lowest moment, on the worst day of their lives. Olivia takes on the biggest scandals of the era, all the while trying to hide the fact that she's one of the key players at the center of it all.

Although their sex life has suffered, for several years; the couple sparsely spends more than an hour together. During that time, they eat, get dressed, and prepare for work. Sometimes they are together less than that before Fitz has an emergency, or she has to take over a case. Today is no different as Fitz expects to be apart for a week. When they are in the same place at the same time, the couple would be surrounded by staff at a meeting, event, or press conference.

It is not soon after that the pair pass out from exhaustion with nothing more than a snuggle and 'I love you, goodnight'.

And through all the turmoil, the love the couple shares with one another has never faltered.

But tonight is different...

Tonight, Fitz walks into the house and is stunned at the almighty phenomena in front of him. His mouth goes dry and his heart starts pounding in his chest. His wife is standing at the stove with her back to him; she has a white frilly, ruffled apron on with a big red bow tied at her waist. Her curls are trailing down her back and she has a pair of the highest stilettos he has ever seen on her...and that's it. He couldn't contain his smile, he smiled so widely that his eyes nearly pinched shut.

She turns to face him slowly, her long eyelashes batting at him under dark and sensual eyes. Her lips shimmered with a fire engine red lipstick that matched the trim color of the apron.

"Welcome home, baby. I've missed you." She says.

"I've missed you too beautiful woman," He swiftly confesses while abstaining from squeezing the erection growing in his pants.

"What are you cooking?" He asks although he can tell she is not cooking anything, he finds pleasure in playing along.

"Me..." She hummed with the naughtiest smirk on her flawlessly made-up face.

The way she said 'me' caused an involuntary growl from deep within his chest and in two strides he closed the space between us "What is this, Olivia?" he whispered in her ear, wrapping her into his muscular arms.