Her phone buzzed but pretended she didn't hear it. Her head laid on his chest as he breathed in and out. Olivia wondered why she had fought this for so long. Fought them for so long. He rocked her softly, his hands soothing her as they ran up and down her back. She held onto Fitz tight, not wanting to let go of this moment. Not wanting to let go of him.
"Liv, your phone…"
She moaned in frustration as he let go of her and moved towards his desk. She grabbed her purse from the sofa and then opened it to grab her phone.
"It was the first lady."
"Huck?" Confusion came to her brain. What was he talking about?
"The first lady released the tape. She was the one who fed the story to Gideon Wallace."
Olivia's jaw tightened. "Are you sure?"
"Positive. Gideon told me himself."
"Huck?" A moment of concern.
"I'm fine, Olivia. He's fine too."
Olivia nodded her head, understanding the effort that took Huck. "Good job."
"How do you want to handle it?"
Olivia looked at Fitz who was now becoming curious about her conversation.
"It'll be handled. Don't worry about it."
James carried a big box inside of Pope and Associates that was his husband's life work. Going through his things in the aftermath of his death had been both revealing and heartbreaking. Cyrus had kept many things a secret from him and he had been so in love with him that he ignored everything that his reporter instincts had told him. That Cyrus was up to something. That he was a hardcore political player. That he was ruthless and maniacal. That in some ways he was a bit of a monster.
It was a much different side than the Cyrus he saw and loved. A man who was gentle and affectionate. A man who took care of him and believed in him in his own cranky way. A man who was a patriot to his country. A man he still deeply loved despite knowing what he now knew.
Inside this box was enough to destroy the American Government to its foundations. And now he was handing it to the biggest fixer in Washington.
Mellie sat furiously looking at her husband, Olivia behind him, and knew that she had been outmaneuvered. He had a slight grin on his face, as if he were playing with a mouse, and continued on with what the new phase of their relationship was going to be.
"You will confess to being the woman on the tape. We will go onto 20/20 with Diane Sawyer and confess that the audio from an intimate tape had been leaked to the press. That we made the tape in an effort to fix our marriage but it was unsuccessful. We will announce that we are going to have a trial separation but you still support me as President of the United States and believe in the efforts of the administration."
"I'm not finished." Fitz declared. "You will keep the title of First Lady and all the duties within other than being my spouse. But you will move back to Santa Barbara where you can do with your time what you like while still preforming duties of a First Lady. If you can do that, then I will be charitable enough to endorse you for the Senate seat of California and will use the power of the White House to your advantage. My ex-wife will deserve nothing but the best."
"And what of you and Olivia? Do you think reporters won't dig for the real reason for the separation and divorce?"
"We've both agreed to some separation in an effort to look like a natural transition. But other than that it's not your concern." Olivia said simply. Fitz gave her a slight nod and continued.
"We will have shared custody of the children. And we will both treat the other with respect around them. You are free to visit the White House at any time, just let there be notice that you are coming."
"And if I don't do any of this?"
"Then I am prepared to release the biggest storm of scandal the world has ever seen." Olivia pronounced. The two women gazes met and Mellie saw the steel in Olivia eyes and dared not to challenge it. "Mutual destruction is not something any of us want, Mellie."
"This is to be a mutually beneficial relationship, Mel." Fitz said simply. Mellie met his eyes and for a moment Fitz saw the woman he knew long ago. The one who could laugh and smile. The woman who had bared him children. And she knew he was returning the words she had said to him long ago. Words that had hurt him then and had returned to hurt her now.
She gave a sardonic smile, her perfectly white teeth showing, and stood up. She stared directly at Olivia.
"He thought he loved me once too, Olivia. Always remember that."
And then she made her way out of the Residence. Fitz turned to look at Olivia as Olivia came to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders and neck.
"I'm going to miss you."
"Six months isn't too long a time, Fitz."
"It's forever when you know you are finally getting everything you ever wanted."
Olivia felt tears come to her eyes and Fitz kissed her forehead and then her lips.
"I'm going to miss you too. I love you, Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III"
"And I love you, Olivia Carolyn Pope. I always will. Nothing will ever change that."
Olivia Pope returned to find James sitting in her office. Stephen told her that he had been waiting a good portion of the afternoon for her with a box he wouldn't share the contents to.
"Olivia. It is good to see you." He stood and shook her hand. Her eyes went to the plain cardboard box and the back to his.
"What is this?"
James looked at her wearily. "I always knew that there were some things Cyrus wouldn't share with me. Some things he would keep to himself. I never...I just never thought."
Olivia looked at the box again and then moved towards it. She slowly opened it and then shook her head once she saw the contents.
Inside was the dossier of every major politician in Washington D.C. including President Grant. But the biggest was the dossier that had her name on it.
They both returned to the house James shared with Cyrus.
"It still feels like he's here. Like I keep…"
"I know." Olivia said, tears in her eyes.
James began to build a fire in the marble fireplace when they went into the main den as Olivia put down the box full of dossiers. She burned Fitz's first, not really wanting to know secrets that existed past his beautiful gray eyes. Then she went through the Senators. And then the Congressmen. Then the ambassadors. Then the aides. She finally reached hers and paused.
"I didn't look, Olivia."
"You could have taken all of this information and won that Pulitzer. Why didn't you?"
James shrugged. "I figured I'd have to give Cyrus half the credit and that bastard isn't going to get the satisfaction of getting half my prize."
Olivia giggled. "I can see him dancing around at the thought."
"Smug bastard." James commented. "He always loved you. Always."
Olivia nodded her head. "I know."
She then threw her dossier in the fire and watched her secrets burn away.
"You didn't say anything about phones."
"I can talk to you. This is a secure line. I can't not talk to you for six months. That's not how love works."
Olivia gave a small smile. "You are treading a very thin line, sir."
"I like it when you call me, sir."
"I can call you other things."
She could feel his grin through the phone.
A/N: And this is the end! Thank you guy for sticking with the story and reviewing. It has kept me up and kept me writing. I hope you enjoyed it.