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trumpetnista · 7 years ago

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CMW2/Trumpetnista: Shattering Expectations (159/?)

Summary from FFN: "Ideally, a Presidency lasts 8 years. Ideally, a marriage lasts 50. 8 years of a job, even the highest job in the Land is not worth 42 years of misery...";"What kind of coward was I to marry her and not wait for you to show up...why didn't I meet you sooner..."These two lines will be at the core of my latest AU Olitz fic;Rated for language and spice;7th in my 2013 SSS Project

Teaser from Chapter 159: Olivia's hand slid into his and he brought her knuckles up to kiss.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Life."

"Good things?"

"Mostly...I owe you everything, Livvie."

"No, you don't."

“I do. If you hadn't been there that night, if you hadn't said what you said to me that morning..."

"...then, you still would've been okay. You don't give yourself enough credit."

Disclaimer for the full story: “Honestly, it’s not mine!”

@douxbebearchives

The End of an Era pt. 4

"This is really happening, isn't it?"

"...it is."

With an amazed shake of his head, Fitz continued watching as the site was cleared. About 30 minutes from their Estate would stand The Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III Presidential Library. The building would be a combination of local wood and stone. The interior would be divided into several wings, exploring his whole life's journey. There would be artifacts, articles, statues...everything that went into making a monument a monument.

His life was actually considered worthy of having a monument.

Of all the things he had imagined growing up...he just wanted to be happy. Everyone else expected him to be a career politician, a career NAVY man, someone who was somebody. It was all about building a Legacy and amassing Power. To them, nothing else mattered. But Fitz only wanted to be happy. It didn't matter what the job was, how much power he got, what his reputation was...could he use his life to do something good? Could he be useful in more than word in only? Could he be happy? Growing up, Fitz had it drilled into his head that it was either/or. He could be somebody or he could be happy. There wasn't a way for him to have both, not without ruining everything for everyone else who was counting on him...

They were all wrong.

Fitz had proven them all wrong.

It was very possible to be somebody and to be happy.

Was it difficult at times? Absolutely, but it wasn't a pie in the sky dream.

He had become a 2 term President of the United States of America.

He had become a decorated NAVY veteran.

Most importantly, he had become a father of 4 children and a devoted husband.

That was what mattered most to him, at the end of the day: his family.

"This is your Legacy, babe."

"Maybe to the history books."

"Mm. How are you feeling? Everything is about to change again..."

"I'm nervous and excited. Mostly excited."

"Good."

What would his life be like if he hadn't met Olivia Pope? What would it be like if they had met later in life? Would he still have become President? Would he had married Mellie or someone else like her? Would he had have married someone the complete opposite of her? Would he have gotten married at all? Would he had stayed on in the NAVY for the rest of his life? Would he have children? Sometimes, he imagined a life where things had played out differently and while most of the scenarios turned out decently, Fitz knew that the life he was living was his best one.

Olivia had made it all possible. The morning after their first time...her words to him had been the call to action that he needed but had been too scared to do anything about. Olivia had inspired him to make a decision, a lasting decision about who he was going to be. She had forced the excuses away and basically told him to put up or shut up. If really wanted to be free of Big Jerry's Grand Master Plan, if he really wanted to be happy, then he would have to work for it. He would have to be brave and stand his ground when all the pressure came. It was his life to live and his life to shape, good or bad...

Olivia's hand slid into his and he brought her knuckles up to kiss.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Life."

"Good things?"

"Mostly...I owe you everything, Livvie."

"No, you don't."

"I do. If you hadn't been there that night, if you hadn't said what you said to me that morning..."

"...then, you still would've been okay. You don't give yourself enough credit."

"I would've been okay but I wouldn't have been happy. You made all of this possible, Olivia."

Her cheeks tinted pink, even as she leaned into his side hug and he kissed her temple. He liked that he could still make her blush after all of these years. And facts were facts. Olivia Pope-Grant made him a better person than he would be without her. She kept him grounded. She kept him thinking and she gave him everything that he had ever dreamed of.

She was the key to everything and he would continue to treat her as such.

It was the least he could do...

"I found a good spot for the foundation's headquarters. It's in the same neighborhood that Brandon Parker was from and that makes sense, doesn't it? If I'm going to advocate for equal rights and against police brutality, I need to be where the people who need it most can have access."

"That makes perfect sense. Can I help you with anything?"

"Not yet. When we start working, I'll definitely need you. You understand things in a way that I don't and... I want to do it right, Liv. I know that I can't fix the whole system or end racism but I want to do as much good as I can while I still can."

"That's why it'll work. I believe in you, Fitz. You've never given me a reason not to."

And if he had his way, he would never would.

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douxbebearchives · 4 years ago

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Meet the Author: ScarlettKate1013

Hi, ScarlettKate1013!

Stories can be found here.

Twitter.

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When did you start writing Olitz? Summer 2020

Tell us about yourself! What do you want readers to know about you? I’m an avid reader. I love music and have classical voice training, but I can’t play a single instrument. I’m a mom to two, an “evil Queen stepmom” to three and a grandmother to two, and I’m probably too old to read fanfiction, never mind write it, but it’s a lot of fun, so I do it anyway.

What drew you to Olivia and Fitz? I didn’t discover Scandal until the beginning of season 5, but I was hooked after one episode and quickly gobbled up the first four seasons. Olivia and Fitz were just everything - romantic, beautiful, angst-filled and gut wrenching at times, but what a ride!

What made you want to write about them? I started rewatching from episode 1 during quarantine and I’d started writing again, so I decided to jump in the deep end of the pool and write a one shot set during the early days of Fitz’s first term. I just wanted to see a tender moment between Olivia and Fitz before they - and we, the viewers - got blitzed by B6-13.

How would you describe your writing? I’m a pessimist by nature, but my writing tends to be fairly fluffy. I do enjoy writing smut. Don’t look for many earth-shattering plot lines from this gal because I’m only good for some fluffy, oftentimes smutty, goodness with a tiny bit of angst on occasion.

What inspires you to write / create? Usually, I envision a quick scene in my head, or I’ll dream up a short verbal exchange between characters, and I start making notes.

Favorite movies, shows, music? Too many to name, but I can’t live without the Harry Potter, The Lord of the Rings, Marvel Universe or the Star Wars films. Favorite shows are JAG, The Last Ship, Law & Order: SVU, Angel, Seal Team, Bones, X-Files, Once Upon a Time, Army Wives, This is Us and, of course, Scandal. I love pretty much all music.

How long does it take you to write a chapter? If I’ve kept up with my notes and I can carve up a bit of alone time, I can normally do a chapter in an hour or two...but it’s rare that I can carve out alone time.

Did the show’s themes and plots encourage you or discourage you from writing? Encourage.

Writing AU or Canon? Canon.

Reading AU or Canon? Canon.

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A favorite line, scene, or paragraph you’ve written.

From “A Lifetime Waiting”

His entire life, he'd been taught to accept what was dangled in front of him, to follow orders, do what was expected of him. He'd lived his life always afraid, hesitant, to get what he wanted. He'd never just stepped up and seized what he wanted, until Olivia. With her, he didn't have to wonder where he stood; he didn't question his worth. For the first time in his life, he loved and was loved, only for himself. His life had been spent waiting – waiting on his father's approval, waiting to be governor, waiting to be president, waiting to be happy. But one petite, raven-haired beauty had changed all that. It had been Olivia who'd broken the cycle of waiting and helped him start living.

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Fave Olitz moments? The Trail, Closetgate, Vermont, “Watch me choose you” from both Liv & Fitz, every single “one minute.”

Fave Olitz fanfic moments? There have been so many amazing stories I’ve had the pleasure of reading, both canon and AU. They’re all my favorites!

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Do you like it when readers engage with you via comments / social media? Yes.

Story Reviews: Love them, hate them? I like reviews, even if they’re critical. I welcome constructive criticism - it’s the only way to improve - but if the review is just flit-out mean and spiteful, well, I simply invite the reader to move along and find something to your liking. There’s enough hate in the world; no need to make it grow with a mean spirited review.

What advice would you give to a new Olitz writer? Do it. You won’t regret it.

Outside of your fics, do you have any fave Olitz stories or authors? I’ve enjoyed everything I’ve read in this fandom.

Do you talk to other Olitz authors? If so, do you like the camaraderie? A little bit, through a Facebook group. Everyone has been so friendly and supportive.

Before you go, anything else you’d like to share? This was an amazing idea. I just want to say thank you to everyone who welcomed me into this fandom. Because of the encouragement I’ve received, I’m going to expand one of my stories and I’ve got an outline going for an AU of the season 3 finale.

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Thank you, ScarlettKate1013, for allowing us to feature you!

#Olitz fanfic authors #Olitz fanfic writers #meet the author #ScarlettKate1013

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scandalnewbie · 6 years ago

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9-1-1 Bathena, Mature Love

I wish there was more Bathena intimacy moments. Not sex but sexy. Mature love can be sexy, playful, intimate and caring. Couples over 50 feel love and passion like younger couples...it’s just shown differently.

I notice Bobby is touching Athena incidentally more ( which is great!) but still not seeing enough intimacy. When you love someone you are always subconsciously touching them. A kiss when you enter or leave a room, a hug, hand holding, tender loving looks as the cook dinner. Ok, I might be spoiled from my days of watching Scandal, Arrow and Flash. (olitz, olicity, Lord Mesa art). Again, I’m not talking about sex scenes but sexy scenes. Many actors, directors and writers are good about including the subtle moves, eyes, etc to draw the audience into the characters love for each other.

Crazy dream I had, Bobby sitting on sofa reading at his apartment, Athena comes out of bedroom dressed in a sexy dress asks Bobby are you ready for dinner...Bobby looks up and says “wow, I was but now I want to eat in” pulls Athena down on his lap and kisses her passionately and says I love you beautiful...then I wake up...

I had another dream this week were Bobby was at the firehouse, Athena walks in and Booby kisses her asks her if she wants something to eat and then he sees she is upset. He asks her what’s wrong, she tears up and he immediately hugs her. She had to shoot a kid about May’s age... who pointed a gun at her.

I miss tumblr fanfic...any of you great writers and fans of the show...please share some great stories...I don’t have that talent.

#bobby nash and athena grant #athena #athena grant #bobby nash #9 1 1 fox #911 on fox #911 fox #9 1 1 spoilers #911onfox #fanfic #olitz fanfiction #olitz #olicity #stephen amell #emily bett rickards #arrowverse #lordmesaart #scandal

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vitalinae · 7 years ago

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Am I the only one who don’t see a big deal in that 360° video ? It was the very last scene of S6 and an olitz scene…So Terry is centric Something made K(nT ?) burst out laughing you can see BY also laughing and staring at them (why is she ALWAYS staring at ThK ?) and as usual K leans (see how far her feets are) towards T who is never far. TnK Glued to each other and all this tenderness isn't new. As for T’s finger on her lips, I see him showing her something…Deleting the video though

I think the big deal is that they let something like this leak, we have not seen any proper Terry interaction in a while. As for their behavior with each other, yes, it is normal 😊😊

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trumpetnista · 7 years ago

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CMW2/Trumpetnista: Shattering Expectations (151/?)

Summary from FFN: “Ideally, a Presidency lasts 8 years. Ideally, a marriage lasts 50. 8 years of a job, even the highest job in the Land is not worth 42 years of misery…”;“What kind of coward was I to marry her and not wait for you to show up…why didn’t I meet you sooner…"These two lines will be at the core of my latest AU Olitz fic;Rated for language and spice;7th in my 2013 SSS Project

Teaser from Chapter 151: Fitz had nearly begged her to stay upstairs, to get some more rest but she had insisted that she would be all right. It was only a 2 hour dinner. She could make it through. She had made it through bigger occasions with headaches, backaches, babies sitting on her bladder with no problem...

Maybe it was the fact that she was in her 30s now or maybe it was just Karma's way of reminding her to check her hubris but after the first two courses, pain had laced through her head like a flaming sword. To those who didn't know her well, she was fine but Fitz could see it, as could Cyrus. Fitz being Fitz had slipped her an Excedrin and that had saved her from either vomiting or bursting into tears at their table. As dessert was served, Cyrus had gotten her a glass of ginger ale to soothe her stomach and chase the Excedrin and she had made it through. After a quick dance, Olivia had discreetly taken her leave, grabbing a glass of wine on her way to someplace quieter, with dimmer lights to wait for her husband.

Obviously, she hadn't been discreet enough and this diplomat wanted to score brownie points with his bosses by getting a Statement from her. He was new, very green, and in better circumstances, Olivia would have patience, even a bit of humor for him but this was not the time. This was not the night. She should've stayed in the Residence...

Disclaimer for the full story: “Honestly, it’s not mine!”

"So, what are the chances that we'll be attending one of your State dinners, Madame First Lady?"

"Slim to none."

"That is unfortunate. You would be a fine Leader to this country, even better than your husband."

"Perhaps."

Almost as exasperating as the amazement that her marriage was still strong were the people constantly trying to get her to change her mind about going into politics herself. If it wasn't Cyrus, it was an interviewer or in this case, a diplomat from one of their allied countries. She couldn't exactly remember which one at the moment.

Olivia could understand their reasoning in her mind. After all, why rock the boat? Fitz had been a very successful President, one of the greatest. Everyone knew that she and Fitz were on the same page about many policies, both foreign and domestic. She was still apolitical, which made bipartisan cooperation more likely. Everyone appreciated a neutral viewpoint, even though they were determined to bleed red, blue, or green for the rest of their lives. She was intelligent, beautiful, and had the pedigree, both professionally and personally, to do the Job. She could do any job she wanted in national or local politics.

Olivia knew all of this, accepted all of this in her mind but it was taking every bit of cultivated self control not to throw her half empty glass of red wine on the next person who brought up the subject. Honestly, she should've stayed in the Residence. She had been nursing a migraine for the last 36 hours. Fitz had nearly begged her to stay upstairs, to get some more rest but she had insisted that she would be all right. It was only a 2 hour dinner. She could make it through. She had made it through bigger occasions with headaches, backaches, babies sitting on her bladder with no problem...

"There you are, Livvie...are you okay?"

"...no, I'm not."

Her voice cracked on the last syllable and she downed the rest of her glass, setting it down on a coaster reflexively. She didn't want to create more work for the Staff than necessary. Cleaning up a glass ring on a mahogany end table, cleaning up splattered wine from her justified but still not a good idea temper tantrum, cleaning up vomit...oh, god...

"Excuse us, please."

They had made it halfway to the Residence before the nausea got to be too much. Fortunately, she was right near a bathroom and dimly, she registered Fitz gently rubbing the nape of her neck as she panted for air. Reaching, she flushed the toilet and stood up, tears sliding rapidly from her eyes. Fitz dipped a handkerchief into the sink full of cool water and tenderly cleaned her face before drawing her into a gentle hug.

"My head...baby, it hurts..."

"I know, sweetheart. Let me help?"

"…'kay..."

"Fitz? You were right. Thanks for not rubbing it in..."

"I wouldn't do that."

"Liar."

"I would but in a situation when you're not hurting..nice Spongebob reference, by the way."

"I'm a parent. Parents are required to have at least an associate's degree in Spongebob."

Reaching from her cocoon of blankets, she took another sip of tea and ate two saltines. After a nice shower, she had a bowl of chicken broth and another Excedrin before laying back down. Their bedroom was dark, lit only by a peppermint scented candle and it was cool, perfect for getting rid of a headache. Still, she had her head underneath her favorite pillow and her Fitz was holding her.

Everything felt better when Fitz held her.

"Thank you, baby."

"I'm here for you, Livvie."

"I love you, Fitz."

"I love you too, Livvie. Always."

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trumpetnista · 7 years ago

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CMW2/Trumpetnista: Safe (7/?)

Summary from FFN: NOW A WIP: She was Olivia Pope, not Alex Jones, not Julia Baker, and she was a mess;In this AU of 4x16, instead of Alex seducing Russell to feel alive again, Olivia decides on a better course of action, a course of action that starts with a phone call to Fitz;HEAVY SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4 WITHIN;Rated for language, imagery, and later Olitz lovemaking;4th in my 2016 SSS Project

Teaser from Chapter 7: "Look, I know that I shouldn't have broken in but I've been worried about you. You won't take my calls. You won't answer my texts and when I tried to come see you at your office, I couldn't even get past the front door before Michael..."

"His name is Marcus."

"...stopped me. What did you tell him about me? What did you say to all of them?"

"Nothing other than if you came in, I didn't want to see you."

"Why?"

"Why do you think?"

"...you and Fitz aren't going to last forever. You never do."

"Fitz has nothing to do with this. It's about you and the fact that you're not a good influence in my life. You're dangerous. You're unstable. You're B613. You're Rowan's puppet, his loyal little lapdog that he can order around at whim. You may think that you're free now, that he's forgotten all about you and maybe he has but I haven't. I know who you really are, Jake. I've seen who you really are and you are not someone that I want around me as a friend or as a lover, anymore. Now, I've got 5 more bullets and the next one is going in your head if you don't leave."

"You would kill me right now?"

"...not that head, Jake."

Disclaimer for the full story: “Honestly, it’s not mine!”

"Fitz, what's going on? Why are you whispering?"

"I'm hiding in the Residence from Mellie. She thinks I'm still in the Oval."

"Are you seriously hiding from your wife?"

"Olivia, she is drunk off moonshine, eating fried shrimp, and she's singing showtunes...butchering showtunes and... the last time she drank like this, she actually asked me to have sex with her on the dining room table and I just... yes, I'm seriously hiding from my wife. I'm scared and hiding and I'm waiting for her to pass out."

"You poor, poor soul...should I send some earplugs? Gettysburger? An Exorcism kit?"

"...you're not funny."

"I'm funnier than you."

Fitz's laughter was warm in her ear and she sighed, walking towards her office windows. She could see the White House in the distance, brightly lit and beautiful. Fitz had once referred to it as the Crown Jewel of the American Prison System and that label had merit. Yes, the White House was beautiful. Yes, being the President of the United States was a great honor, the pinnacle of Power but it changed everything.

There was no true privacy. Everywhere a President went, there were Agents, staff, members of the Press around. There was always a bubble. A President couldn't just go grocery shopping or just go and get a new phone without a big to-do. There were always schemers around, people who would stab you in the back just to get a slightly bigger piece of the pie. Every person had to be vetted. No one, not even family could be trusted.

It was one of the most noble and truly one of the loneliest Jobs in the world.

And if it wasn't the President themselves being targeted, it was their loved ones.

Gerry Grant had been murdered by Rowan because of his connection to Fitz, his connection to her. Karen Grant had been recorded and blackmailed while under the influence, while having sex because she was the President's daughter. The conspiracy to kidnap her had been in the name of the Presidency. Andrew Nichols and Elizabeth North had wanted the Power by any means necessary. Rowan had wanted Power and revenge for a perceived unreasonable slight against him. Fitz hadn't done anything wrong. Gerry hadn't done anything wrong. Karen hadn't done anything wrong and Olivia was growing to accept that she hadn't done anything wrong, either. She hadn't been the one to murder Gerry Grant, to put the sick idea into Rowan's mind. She hadn't asked to be kidnapped. She didn't deserve to be kidnapped, despite all the things she had done.

It wasn't her fault.

Not every bad thing that happened was her fault.

It was not her fault and it certainly wasn't Fitz's fault, despite what she had screamed to the contrary.

To monsters like Rowan, it wasn't about people, not as more than pieces on their chess boards.

It was all about hoarding & abusing Power. It was all about creating Legacies that they could leech off of. It was all about soothing their malignant egos, regardless of who or what was destroyed...

"If it helps, she didn't really lose by a large margin. She had good numbers. She could try again in a few years, maybe even sooner. Seats open up all of the time and once you're out of Office..."

"You know she doesn't care about any of that."

"What? Facts?"

"You might be hearing from her soon, Livvie. She made it pretty clear who she blames for this."

"You, me, Cyrus, God, Satan, the weather, the Patriarchy, a random passerby who just couldn't get to the Voter's Booth and secure her rightful place in history..."

Fitz snickered and she continued unrepentantly, "She can blame me and the World all she wants. I don't care. I told her that I wasn't going to help her. I told her that my helping her would be seen as nothing more than nepotism and that she needed to wait, build up her own political capital, and come up with a more approachable image. She didn't want to. She didn't want to put the work in. She wanted to cut corners. She wanted everyone to do the heavy lifting for her and give her cue cards so she could reap the benefits, just like before. I was right to say no and she was right to lose."

"Consider it Handled."

"Exactly."

"Are you still at the office?"

"Not for much longer. I wanted to help with the paperwork. You know how it is. Get rid of one stack..."

"...and three more appear. How is Quinn working out as Second in Command?"

"It's good. It's really good, Fitz...I'm glad that she stayed. She had every right to leave."

"OPA is her home. You and your Gladiators are home for her."

Olivia nodded and sighed again, looking wistfully at 1600 Penn...

"I wish I was there with you or that you were here with me."

"You really don't want to be here right now, Liv. She's gone from showtunes to Dolly Parton. Poor Jolene..."

She laughed and replied, "That's not what I meant and you know it, Mister."

"...I know. It'll happen, Livvie. We'll make it happen."

"I hope so. Well, tomorrow night, if you're still alive, I'd love to hear from you. Just don't make 23 people have to stay, okay?"

"All right. Bye, Liv."

"...bye."

It was still a bit of a novelty to be leaving OPA at a reasonable hour. By the time she got to her apartment, it would be a little past 8PM instead of midnight or in the pre-dawn hours. She would be able to watch live TV if she wanted to. She could watch actual, non DVR'd TV shows instead of the news, infomercials, or porn. She wouldn't feel strange about cooking or ordering in at an odd hour. She would be able to go to her apartment and actually relax.

She had taken some of the weight of the world off of her shoulders. Olivia was still The Fixer, the go-to for help when it hit the fan, but it wasn't all on her. It had never been all on her but she was accepting help now, allowing herself to trust and delegate...

…but never drop her guard.

Exiting the elevator, Olivia could see that her apartment door was slightly ajar. It wasn't supposed to be ajar. She had locked it before she left and she wasn't expecting company. Huck was at his Veteran's Group therapy session with Quinn supporting him. Marcus was meeting with some representatives from Jack and Jill, trying to get their support behind adding classes to teach inner city youth about their Rights. Abby was at the White House. She had texted her earlier about Cyrus' latest antics and the ongoing battle for the Brandon Bill. She had just talked to Fitz and as much as she wished that he was inside her place right now, he wasn't. He was hiding from Mellie in what sounded to be a walk-in closet, possibly a bathroom like last time.

That didn't leave many options left for who could be inside.

The options she had to choose from were all bad.

Slowly, she set her bag down and pulled out her Colt .45, fighting through the icy fear that was creeping down her spine. Whoever was in her place had to go. Whether they would run for it or she would have to put a bullet in them before calling the police remained to be seen. She was licensed to carry and even though there were no signs of a robbery in progress, it wouldn't take much to...

Shaking her head, she made sure the gun was loaded before sliding out of her heels. If she had to run or hide, she didn't want anything slowing her down. Seeing movement, she pushed the door open and raised the gun. As soon as the person turned around, she undid the safety, the icy fear replaced with hot rage.

"Get the hell out!"

"Liv..."

"Get out of my apartment, Jake. Now."

"You won't shoot..."

A vase behind him shattered and she quickly loaded another bullet, thankful for the silencer.

"You broke in here after I told you to leave me alone. I can and will shoot you. Get out."

"I'm not the enemy here, Olivia! I brought you some dinner and..."

"I'm not hungry. Take the food and go. This is the last time I'm going to say it."

"Look, I know that I shouldn't have broken in but I've been worried about you. You won't take my calls. You won't answer my texts and when I tried to come see you at your office, I couldn't even get past the front door before Michael..."

"His name is Marcus."

"...stopped me. What did you tell him about me? What did you say to all of them?"

"Nothing other than if you came in, I didn't want to see you."

"Why?"

"Why do you think?"

"...you and Fitz aren't going to last forever. You never do."

"You would kill me right now?"

"...not that head, Jake."

"Olivia..."

"Leave and if I find any cameras in here or any of my things tampered with..."

"You're paranoid. You need to get some help."

"I am getting help. You just can't benefit from it. Leave!"

Jake flinched as a pillow exploded in feathers behind him and headed for the door, deliberately leaving the food on the counter. Although he was acting like he had made her a 5 course meal, it was Gettysburger and imported beer. The Gettysburger she didn't really mind but she hated beer. He knew that! He also knew that breaking in would make her uncomfortable, possibly trigger a full on panic attack but he didn't care. He was feeling scorned, feeling childish so he had pushed as many buttons as he could to get her attention.

He had gotten her attention but Olivia was certain that Jake had imagined a far different outcome.

He only cared about her when she was saving his fat from the fire or fucking him to forget.

Unless she was doing that, she was nothing to him, regardless of what he said.

His actions were his Truth.

Had he always been this immature?

As soon as he was in the vestibule, she slammed the door in his face and listened closely. He could decide to wait her out. He could decide to come back later, while she was sleeping and...

"Damn it!"

From the sound of it, Jake had punched the doors of the elevator as they closed and she was relieved that the fist hadn't touched her. Jake had pushed and choked her before. He had concussed her and pushed her into a puddle of glass shard filled water. He had pinned her to the wall by her throat in broad daylight. Punching her would be the next logical step in abusing her.

Some of their conversations involved manipulation on both of their ends. Nowadays, they ended with him yelling at her, judging her like the hypocrite he was or trying to derail her healing. Jake was dangerous. On more than one occasion, he had proven to be dangerous, lacking in humanity. Essentially, Jake Ballard (or whatever his real name was) was nothing more than a broken, rabid beast in human skin.

The fact that she had known all of that and yet still allowed him to touch her, be inside of her, and to be around her family & friends was even more proof of how disturbed she had become. How much farther would she have fallen had she not reached out to Fitz that night? If she had gone through with being Alex Jones, how much worse off would she be?

She didn't want to think about it.

She didn't want to think about hating herself and those around her that much.

Opening the door, she grabbed her bag and quickly went back inside, turning all of her locks. Jake had broken in. Only she and Huck had the keys. Huck wouldn't turn his over to Jake without her express say-so, a say-so that he'd never get again. As a matter of fact, she was tempted to call Huck and tell him what happened but that idea was quickly shelved. Part of delegating was allowing her people to have lives outside of the job. Yes, there was a rule that everyone had to be reachable and that after a certain amount of time, there was to be a search party formed.

What happened to Harrison, what Rowan had done to Harrison had been unavoidable but if she had followed the rule, if she had been thinking about more than herself, then Harrison's body would've been found sooner. However, it was no longer all about Fixing for herself or her People. And Huck was doing something at the moment to help himself get better. Olivia was not going to hinder that. That wouldn't be fair.

Still, something decisive had to be done about Jake Ballard.

It could wait until the morning.

For now, she had trash to throw out and a mess to clean up.

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Author Profile: Lynalexandria

Stories on FFN; tumblr: @lynalexandria

Your name/nickname/alias:

Alex

How long have you been writing?

5 years

How long have you been writing Olitz?

4 years

What drew you to Olivia & Fitz?

Scandal was the first ‘adult’ show I was allowed to watch (I was around 15 when it premiered) and I was instantly obsessed. After lurking around the Tumblr fan pages, occasionally Tweeting with the cast on Thursday nights, and binge reading fanfiction, I decided to try writing a little bit myself.

Outside of Olitz, where do you get inspiration to write?

My surroundings.

How do you describe your style of writing?

Chaotic. I have notes typed away in my phone and on the back of receipts hidden at the bottom of my purse, I have formats that I write, throw away, then recycle, and I never think to color code chapters in my documents. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Do you write (journal, pen/paper) or type first?

Always type.

Do you have a special notebook or writing utensil?

Nope. It’s just me and my MacBook.

Do you incorporate visuals, music, and/or poetry to help you get into the writing mood?

I’ve tried before but none of that really works for me.

Do you use mood boards/aesthetics/Pinterest?

I used to but not anymore.

Favorite kind of music or podcasts to listen to before/while you write?

I actually prefer to write in complete silence. If I’m listening to music I’ll have to turn it off once I get immersed in the story because it becomes a distraction.

Where do you like to write?

At home in my bed.

How long does it take you to write a chapter?

It’s hard to give a precise answer. There have been days when I’m super inspired and write 17,000 words by the end of the night but if I’m busy with school or traveling it can take me weeks to get 5,000 words down.

A favorite line or paragraph you’ve written.

Olivia carefully climbed out of her window and sat in the window sill, looking down at Fitz warily as he planted his feet in the grass.

‘You’re going to catch me?’ she asked softly, not wanting to draw any attention to them.

‘And then I’m going to kiss you senseless.’ he said as he held his arms up higher for her.

Describe yourself in 5 words/phrases:

Goofy, objective, introverted extrovert, sensitive, and just a lil’ materialistic.

Favorite TV shows/movies

Scandal, Game of Thrones, Chewing Gum, The Office, Parks & Recreation, Hoarders, Golden Girls, Pootie Tang, Monty Python, and a lot of other stuff.

Favorite vacation spot

Easy. Disney World.

Favorite books

Tender Is The Night, The Divine Comedy, The Iliad (but not the Odyssey), and Harry Potter.

Favorite authors

F Scott Fitzgerald

AU or Canon?

Typically AU

Favorite trope/scenario to read?

I like stories that showcase a younger Olivia. It’s refreshing to see how her character grows and develops into the formidable Olivia Pope and seeing and seeing all the stepping stones along the way.

Favorite Olitz TV moment/conversation?

All of 6x11, Trojan Horse. I still cry when I hear Ain't No Mountain High Enough.

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Summer Q&A - Week Two

Welcome back!

Each week, you will be introduced to several Olitz fanfic authors, who will share thoughts on various topics such as writing, personal favorites, advice, and of course, Olivia & Fitz.

This project is a fun way to get to know your faves who make our days exciting with their stories.

Week One

Featured Authors: Alex ( @lynalexandria) , Daydreamlover (@daydreamloverslane) , Glam/glamour02 ( @glamour02 ), Karla/NoLove10 ( @allshipscanon123)

What drew you to Olivia & Fitz?

The way TG looks at KW. And the chemistry of course. - Daydreamlover

Season 1/2 of Scandal is what initially drew me to Olivia & Fitz. - Glam

The thing that drew me to Olitz other than their burning passion, unconditional love and intangible chemistry is how real they can be with each other. I like that even though they’re both this powerful figure in a world as toxic as Washington can be, that there’s still room for vulnerability between those two. They see each other and they know all there needs to be known about the other and yet in spite of those things, they always come back to each other and that theme of vulnerability continues full circle again. They're magnetic and it’s the most beautiful thing. - Karla

Favorite Vacation Spot

Easy. Disney World. - Alex

Paris, France. - Daydreamlover

Cambodia. - Karla

Where do you like to write?

Home - Daydreamlover

Anywhere! Whenever the inspiration strikes I like to be left alone and escape to my own little world. - Karla

At home in my bed. - Alex

I will literally write any and everywhere I find a moment if I'm right in the middle of a story (including the checkout line in a store or even when stuck in traffic). - Glam

How long have you been writing Olitz?

My first story for the scandal fandom was published in 2015 on fanfiction, so I'm pushing onto 2 years. I hopped on the ship very late. - Karla

About 3 years. - Daydreamlover

4 years. - Alex

First Olitz OS was written November 2013. - Glam

How do you describe your style of writing?

I honestly have no idea how to describe my style of writing. - Glam

Fun and light. Packed full of romance and sweetness and humor. - Karla

Descriptive. - Daydreamlover

Favorite trope/scenario to read?

I love a good break up to make up story. - Daydreamlover

Probably what I'm writing now in Come What May with Fitz as an architect and Liv as an actress. - Glam

Favorite books?

The Color Purple, To Kill a Mockingbird, Les Miserables, Jane Eyre, A River Runs Through It, The Awakening, The Shack, way too many to name. - Glam

Tender Is The Night, The Divine Comedy, The Iliad (but not the Odyssey), and Harry Potter. - Alex

To Kill A Mockingbird, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, Charlotte’s Web, The Berenstain Bears book series - Daydreamlover

A Little Fact About Yourself...

I'm thinking about going back to school and getting my doctorate (something I swore I would NEVER do.) - Glam

I’m multi-lingual. - Karla

Author FFN Links

Daydreamlover

glamour02

Lynalexandria

Nolove10

A special “thank you” to the authors for taking time to email us with their responses. Our goal is to feature as many authors as possible, so all are welcomed to join the fun.

If you have a question you’d like to ask the authors, inbox us! Please state if it’s a general question or author-specific.

Authors - if you would like to participate, email us at [email protected].

Thanks!

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