I don't know what the point is of extending or continuing a story in a made-up universe, but I loved the 100th episode and I found myself wanting to know what would happen next for Fitz and Liv after they commit to working things out. Would they be able to? Would he run for president again? Why did he decide not to run in the first place? Would they face some of the same challenges they faced in the real Scandalverse if he does? So here is yet another time-wasting endeavor that I am working on instead of doing what I should be doing.

I have not decided at this point whether I am making this alternate universe real or whether it still takes place in Olivia's head.

I am going to continue the alternate timeline in later chapters, but first I am filling in a few gaps in it. This first part takes place shortly after the proposal scene.

"I missed you," Fitz says as Liv curls up on his chest. He kisses her forehead and smiles down at her with that loving look in his eyes as they both catch their breath. "I'm guessing from the way you yanked my clothes off and told me your bedroom was too far away for the first round that you missed me too."

"Mmm, maybe a little," she concedes coyly. "What?" she asks when she sees the look on his face.

"Nothing, I just...I've never seen you be so...on the campaign trail I was always the one yanking you into the room and frantically trying to get you naked."

"Are you complaining?"

"No, I liked it," he says with a grin.

"On the campaign trail I had to worry about making sure nobody saw us, and that I didn't make too much noise or leave any marks on your skin that your wife might notice, and keep an eye on my phone in case...oh, crap!" She sits up suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Fitz asks.

"I was supposed to meet my date an hour ago, and I left my phone out in the hall."

Fitz grins. "But then I showed up and made you feel so good you forgot all about him?" he brags. She rolls her eyes and wraps herself in the sheet to go get her phone. "Stay there, mister," she orders as he gets up to follow her.

She sneaks the door open just wide enough to reach for her things, then goes back into her living room and calls Leo.

"Leo, hi, it's Olivia. I am so sorry for standing you up. I..." she starts trying to think of an excuse but then Fitz comes up behind her and starts tickling her and kissing her neck. "I'm getting married!" she tells Leo, then quickly hangs up the phone giggling at how bizarre it is to tell that to someone you were supposed to have a date with that night. At this point, she is too caught up in the moment to think about the political implications of tipping off a Republican operative who might one day work for one of Fitz's rivals that they were engaged so soon after the election and after he left his wife. Her giggles turn to happy shrieks as Fitz picks her up and carries her back to bed.

THREE WEEKS LATER - INAUGURATION DAY

Olivia comes home from work and feels a pang of guilt as she sees Fitz watching coverage of Reston's inauguration, a defeated look on his face.

She puts her bags down and cuddles up next to him on the couch.

"You okay?" she asks gently.

"I am now," he says, wrapping his arms around her. It's been a rough day and he's really glad she's finally home. She feels another pang of guilt wondering if she should have found an excuse not to go to work and stayed home with him so he didn't have to spend the day alone. The truth is, she isn't sure she could have handled watching the inauguration with him, knowing she'd taken away his chance.

She touches his cheek sympathetically. "You want to order some food?" she asks.

"We could go out to a restaurant, like a real couple," he teases.

"Fitz, we've been over this."

"Yeah, I know. Keep it on the DL a little longer so it's not obvious that our relationship began as an affair."

"Especially today. You're not even supposed to be here, in DC, on Reston's inauguration day."

"Fine," he pouts. He knows she is right, but he doesn't like having to still keep things secret.

"Do you think we made the right decision?" Fitz asks a while later as they sit on the couch eating their food, watching recap footage of Reston taking the oath and giving his speech. The question catches Liv completely off guard. Does he know about Defiance? How could he possibly know? She looks at him curiously.

"Not using the opposition research on Reston?" he clarifies. "Not listening to my father. It sucks to think that maybe he was right after all."

His last sentence breaks Olivia's heart. This is exactly what she was afraid of - that if he lost the election he would internalize everything his father said about him not being a winner. It's why she came closer than she wants to admit to going along with Hollis' vote rigging scheme.

"I can't say if you would have won or not. You might have won some votes by attacking Reston for taking Prozac, but you also might have lost some. For what it's worth, I can tell you that that moment in the debate when you decided not to go there, that's the moment I decided who I was voting for."

He smiles. "Most important vote out of 150 million."

Olivia chuckles. "You realize that I'm registered here, in DC, which you didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of winning?"

"I don't care. You're the most important person in my life," Fitz responds, kissing the top of her head. Olivia smiles, trying to shake off the nagging feeling of guilt.

He notices her looking sad and wistful watching Reston and his wife dance at the inaugural ball on TV, just as she did watching the inaugural balls in 208, albeit for an entirely different reason.

"Come here," he says, getting up off the couch and holding out his hand. She takes his hand and lets him lead her to the area in front of her dining room table, where he puts his hand on her hip and starts dancing with her. On her TV screen, they show Reston and his wife dancing at one of the inaugural balls.

"Fitz, what are you doing?" she asks.

He nods over to the TV screen. "I wanted to win the election, I wanted to be president. But if I had won, I'd be at one of those balls with Mellie carrying on the illusion of a happy marriage, never getting to dance with the one person I really wanted to dance with. Instead I'm here, with you."

Olivia's heart melts when he says those last words. She wraps her arms around his neck and starts kissing him, gently at first. The kiss quickly grows more passionate, and after a minute he backs her up against the dining room table, making a mess of the papers she had neatly laid out to prepare a mailing for work before laying her back on the table.

She pushes him away. "Fitz, stop," she whines. "You're messing up my mailing."

"Mmm, I can't stop. Can you?" he challenges.

She answers him by sitting on the table and giving him a seductive look, the mailing be damned. Their lips find each other's again and they eagerly taste each other's lips and tongues as the kisses grow more passionate. As he starts trailing his lips down her body, she finds herself fantasizing that they are in the Oval Office and she is sitting on the resolute desk instead of her kitchen table. She is wearing a white dress instead of the jeans and sweater she has on, and he's wearing a tux with a bowtie. "Uh...uh...oh yeah," she gasps, throwing her head back in pleasure and continuing to indulge in the fantasy as his lips trail lower, moaning when he plants a soft kiss on her most sensitive spot.

The next part will address why Fitz decided not to run again in the AU and why Liv started pulling away, so it will be a bit angstier. Then the story will proceed to after the alternate universe ended with Liv showing Fitz pictures of a townhouse in Georgetown, which I am psyched to write because it seems like a much more realistic and interesting path for them than making jam in Vermont, which they couldn't do for more than an episode and still it be the same show. Reviews are highly appreciated and keep me motivated. Please feel free to be brutally honest.