After taking Command, Olivia struggles with missing Fitz and wondering if he could still love the person she has become. My ideas for how the first episode of season 7 should go.
I posted the first chapter on ff a while ago, but don’t think I ever posted it here. I added two new chapters yesterday.
Here is a sneak peak from the first chapter.
I really appreciate reviews. And I promise Fitz will be in it soon.
LINCOLN MEMORIAL - NIGHT OF MELLIE'S INAUGURATION
"How does it feel to be the most powerful person in the world?" Cyrus asks.
"Right...it feels right," Olivia says.
"You don't seem too convinced," Cyrus says skeptically.
"No, I am," Olivia insists, not very convincingly.
"Look, I get it, Liv. It's only natural to feel a little squeamish about how far you had to go to get here. Honestly, I'd be concerned if you didn't."
"I'm not squeamish," Liv insists, insulted at his characterization. "I know that this job entails and I know the burden it carries. Turning two kids into orphans is not a decision I made lightly, but it needed to be done."
"I never said it didn't," Cyrus says. "Come on, Liv. We both know I'm the last person who's in any position to judge."
Olivia nods, her defenses coming down a bit as she realizes they are in the same place now. For years, Cyrus has insisted that playing dirty is the only way to survive in this world, and it's both liberating and depressing to finally accept that he's right and abandon all pretenses of being better.
"She said she loved him," Olivia muses. Cyrus looks at her questioningly. "Luna. She insisted she loved Frankie, and she as crazy as it sounds, I think she was telling the truth. As much of a monster as she was, I think..."
"Even monsters are capable of love," Cyrus finishes for her.
"Yeah."
"You miss him?" Cyrus asks sympathetically.
Olivia nods. There's no point in denying it, not after putting it out there for the whole world to see. "It's weird, being in the Oval and realizing it's not his office anymore," she admits.
"You're not alone in feeling that way," he says. "You did the right thing, though, letting him go."
"It wasn't my decision," Olivia says flatly.
"Oh, come on. You could have convinced him to stay if you really wanted to. But you didn't. You didn't want him to see this side of you, the side we both know he doesn't have the stomach for."
