So I had a little competition on my last story to pick what my next story was and a majority of the winners picked this option.

It's set in Season 2 just after Fitz has been shot.

This will be a multi-chap fic btw

Hope you enjoy :)

Olivia sat next to Fitz's hospital bed. A tear crept down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away. She kept telling herself that he would be fine, that he'd wake up soon and everything would go back to normal, but it was harder to believe that with every hour he didn't wake. She had pulled the chair right up close to the bed and had not let go off his hand since she was let into his room. It had been hard to finally get some time alone with him. She had to convince both Mellie and Cyrus, and then the Secret Service agents that guarded the door.

It was well after midnight that they allowed Olivia to be able to see Fitz. And after the long, tiresome and emotionally crippling day she had had, she was exhausted. Her eyes were bloodshot and cheeks puffy, and if she rested her head she would fall asleep. She could imagine sharing the bed with him, curled up into a ball with Fitz's arm draped around her while he repeatedly told her that he was alright. That would be the dream.

They had barely spoken in the last few weeks, and when Olivia thought back over the last thing they had said to each other it made her chest hurt. That fight couldn't be the last real memory, so he had to wake up so they could fix that. She didn't want that to be the last thing he would remember of her. She needed him to know that whatever they were fighting about was no longer important and she'd give anything to forget about it and leave it in the past. When he woke up they would move on from that and really try to make their relationship work. It was ridiculous that it took a bullet in Fitz's brain for her to see that.

Olivia heard a knock on the door but didn't take her eyes off of the sleeping Fitz. "Olivia," Mellie said as she stood in the doorway. Liv looked over upon hearing the familiar voice. "You should go home," Mellie said warmly, she knew how Olivia felt about Fitz and this wasn't the time for her snipes.

"I don't want to," Olivia replied. She wanted to be by Fitz's side when he woke, and if that meant staying there all night and not sleeping for two days, then so be it.

"You're working yourself to the bone during the day, you need to sleep. We'll call you when he wakes up," Mellie pushed again. Liv was stubborn but when faced with the rational thing to do, she usually did it. "If it were up to me, I'd let you sleep here…but," Mellie added. The doctors and the Secret Service had strict rules, even she wasn't allowed to sleep in the President's hospital room.

Olivia nodded along, thinking about what she wanted and what was best. "I'll go in an hour," she replied. It was the best she could offer. Mellie took a few steps backwards and left Olivia alone. Liv watched as the door closed and turned her attention back to Fitz. She rubbed the back of his hand with her thumb, hoping that he would feel it and know she was there. "Please, please wake up," Liv said for what felt like the thousandth time since she had been there. "I need you to wake up," the words catching in her throat as she said them. "I love you. Please come back to me," she continued and the tears began to fall from her eyes again.

Liv still could comprehend that he was lying there unconscious. But it was a hell of a lot better than the alternative. Others hadn't been so lucky. She would forever be thankful that he was lying in front of her and not in some morgue. Their happily ever after was still possible here, and that was something to hold on to.

Looking down at her wrist, and seeing the time she realised it had passed the one hour she said she would be. Reluctantly she stood up, not letting go of his hand and leaned over to place her lips on Fitz's quickly. "Please wake up," Liv requested as if he were Sleeping Beauty. After no response she stood up straight, let go of his hand, picked up her coat and bag, and left the hospital room.

…

Olivia woke up before her alarm to what she could only call a short nap. She could barely sleep when she got into bed. Every time she closed her eyes all she could see was Fitz lying in his hospital bed. The first thing she did was check her phone, maybe if she was lucky she would have missed a call while she was asleep, but when she went to unlock her phone there was no new notifications. She breathed out heavily in disappointment, and then tried to convince herself that no news was in fact good news, but that was easier said than done.

After a quick shower she got ready to leave her apartment. At all times her phone was no more than an arm's reach away, and more often than not it was in her hand just waiting to ring. While at the office, it was as if she had already drunk ten cups of coffee, she was flying around giving orders and doing her own work. She knew if she stayed still for too long she would fall into despair and over think things and be too worried about Fitz to function.

Once Liv had done all she could at OPA she headed to the White House to see where she could lend her expertise. Knowing they were still down a Communications Director, and as she was the only living person to have served the current administration in that role, she thought it best to lend a hand.

Then finally as she was making herself another cup of coffee her cell began to ring. Olivia knew by the name jumping up and down on the screen that it was the call she had been waiting all day for. "Mellie?" Liv answered, hopeful to hear the words she'd been wishing so desperately for.

"He's awake," Mellie confirmed, and the largest smile filled Olivia's face. Liv let out the breath she had been holding all day, and place her hand on her chest. She could feel her heart beating at rapid speeds, and she held in the tears that were forming.

"I'll be right there," Liv said as she ended the call.

…

Olivia stood outside Fitz's hospital room for a quick minute. She took a deep breath trying to compose herself. She couldn't believe it he was awake and talking right on the other side of the door. Just thinking about it brought a huge smile to her face, one only yesterday she didn't know would ever return.

With one last deep breath she pushed the door open and walked into the room. Both Mellie and Cyrus were in there and looked to the door as Olivia entered. Liv went straight over to the bed and held on to Fitz's hand. "You're awake," she said as her eyes glistened with the tears of joy that were about to fall.

Fitz looked over to Olivia, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Who are you?"

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