FITZ'S POV
I woke up to the house phone ringing in the middle of the night. I groaned and rolled over to find Liv still not home yet.
"Hello?"
"Uh... Is this the um ..?.. Erm Mr. President?"
"Yes?"
"Sir, there's been a .. Situation..with Mrs. Grant.. We're going to need you to come down to Santa Barbara Cottage Hospital"
"Is she alright?!" I froze as i set my feet on the bedroom ground.
"She's alive and awake, you should get down here as soon as possible sir"
"Thank you" i hung up quickly and dialed my parents house phone.
"Fitz? Everything alright?" Dad answered the phone
"Liv.. The hospital called.. Something's wrong they wouldn't say.., someone needs to be here for Emmy, Gerry and Sophia when they wake up"
"Your mother and i will be there in a few minuets" he hung up quickly. I contemplated waking up Emmy, Gerry and Sophia . I knew Emmy was now 16 but Gerry was only 9, both of them very attached to Liv. I didn't even think of waking our little baby Sophia, she was a surprise to all of us but she was the happiest baby, even still at three years old with her ringlets down to her waist i knew she was going to break hearts later on.
"Daddy?" Gerry's voice made me jump out of my thoughts as i headed to the stairs. He was having a hard time sleeping in his new room since We had just gotten settled in California since after i had completed my second term Liv wanted to stay in Washington a little longer since i had a bunch of Presidential duties even after a new one got elected. We stayed for a few years but moved to our home in California when things had cooled down.
Gerry was the cutest boy i had ever laid my eyes on. He was lanky and tall but his face was round like Liv's and he had light brown, almost blonde short ringlets and the brightest green eyes.
"Hi buddy"
"Where you going?" He smiled as i lifted him even if he was 9 years old he always loved a good cuddle.
"I have to go pick mom up"
"She's not home yet?"
"No, poppy is going to be here when you get up okay?"
"Kay" he kissed my cheek and ran over to Emmy's room. I watched as she lifted her covers slightly and cuddled into her brother. The two of them were inseparable.
"Fitz? What's going on?" Mom asked as i opened the door to our home.
"They called and said she was awake and alive.. There had been a situation.. That i needed to get there"
"I'll go with you?" She offered
"No, stay here. Call Abby Whelan, chief of staff, if it's big we're going to need to handle this and keep it from the press, also -"
"Fitz, go. Tom and Hal are waiting outside"
"Thank you" i ran a hand over my face.
(Break)
It was another 30 minuets. I cursed myself for letting her leave, we had a fight like any other married couple. She wanted a night without her details and i refused to let her be in danger. She threw it in my face that i was the reason she couldn't be normal, we could never be normal because of who i was. So i told the agents to back off, her agents took the night off and if they didn't she probably wouldn't be in the hospital. As soon to the hospital and as soon as i got to the hospital i knew something was wrong. The staff on her floor had been looking and whispering towards me as i waited for the doctor.
"Mr. President.."
"Where's Olivia? Is she alright? Would you please just tell me, no one has told me anything"
"You should sit down sir"
"I'm fine standing" i said sternly
"Sir.."
"Just say whatever it is"
"Your wife was raped sir" the whole room went quiet not from the people but because i had tuned them out, everything went silent and my world froze.
"Where.. Where is she?"
"Room 304, she's shaken up of course"
".. Did you do a rape kit?"
"Running it now, along with an STD check and pregnancy test"
My stomach dropped, we had been trying for months to get pregnant again. Liv was in her mid 30's now and she had little hope that she would get pregnant after being on birth control for so long.
"When will you have the results? 48 hours, at the least, she should stay here until then. She has a few injuries"
"Injuries?!"
"Cuts, bruises but the most important one is she has a broken wrist"
"I need.. I need to see her. Now"
"Of course sir"
I followed her down the hall to a private wing of the hospital and watched as she pulled back the door and revealed Liv in her hospital bed. Over the years she had grown her hair our and it was now long, it was straightened like always but it was messy as if someone had tried ripping it out of her head. She had stitches across her lip and collar bone, bruises on her arms and a cast on her left hand.
"Livvie" i whispered and watched her look up at me.
"I'm... I'm so sorry Fitz"
LIV'S POV
I watched as Fitz crossed the room. He looked so hurt and sad.
"You have nothing to be sorry about" he whispered, raising a hand and i flinched as he went to push my hair behind my ear.
"Sorry" he whispered
I shook my head and looked to the doctor asking for some privacy
"I'll be back in a few hours to check on you"
"Thank you"
I watched as the door closed and Fitz sat down on the edge of the bed looking at me.
"I... I fought... I promise... I fought him"
"Livvie, it's.. It's okay. It's not your fault"
"I'm so sorry Fitz" i felt myself let go of everything as he bent down and pressed hugged me.
"It's not your fault Livvie" he whispered as i heard a knock on the door. We both sat up and watched as Tom entered the room with a police officer.
"Mr. President, Mrs. Grant, i'm sorry but i need to take a formal statement if you want to be starting an investigation" Fitz and i both nodded "Would it be easier if your husband waited outside ma'am?"
"No, we should.. Just get this over with"
I was thankful when Tom stepped back outside and Fitz turned his palm up so i could hold his hand.
"Run me through the night"
"I uh.. I went out.. With a couple of my friends from college that recently moved out west without my agents"
"Where were your agents?"
"My husband called them off, at my request"
I was thankful that the only male in the room was Fitz.
"Where did you? With your friends?"
"We went our to eat at The Kensington Grill then we.. Well we decided we wanted to go out for a couple of drinks since i wanted to blow off some steam"
"Did you two have a fight?"
"A disagreement" Fitz nodded
"Because you wanted to go out?"
I felt Fitz tense "No, because i wanted a night out without agents. Even though my husband is not President anymore we are still required some agents"
She nodded "How many drinks did you have Mrs. Grant?"
"One shot, two glasses of wine but i was sober by the time i left the bar"
"Okay, so you went to your car?"
"I was.. I was walking towards my car" i started to feel light headed but Fitz held my hand tighter. "It was right across the street, it was late, 3am so no one was outside and i was almost to my SUV but then i got pushed to the ground" i felt the tears start pooling in my eyes. "My knees were hurting because he pushed me down so hard but i managed to turn around and kick him, i screamed and started to run but he reached me again, pulled my hair and dragged me behind my SUV, he ripped my underwear and .. He was angry that i had kicked him. I tried to scream and fight but he was so strong... And.. Then he ... He raped me" i looked away from Fitz.
"Did you see his face ma'am?"
"He wore a ski mask like a coward"
"Height, weight?"
"6'2 maybe? A bit skinner than my husband, white.. His hand was white"
"Okay, the doctors are working on all your tests and we are working the scene. We are going to do everything in our power to find the man that did this to you ma'am"
I nodded and watched as Fitz and her exchanged cards.
"We have to make a statement.. Abby has to make a statement after the news gets released, i forgot that i didn't ask them to keep it quiet.. And we have to explain it to Em and Ger and i should-"
"Livvie, breathe" Fitz looked down at me " I will take care of it, you just get some sleep okay?"
"I.. I can't... I feel disgusting"
"You didn't shower?"
"I did., after the kit but... I... I can't sleep Fitz, i'm scared"
"Hey, i'm here okay? I'm so sorry i wasn't there for you Livvie but i'm going to make it right okay?"
I nodded and moved over "Please Fitz"
I watched him hesitate before he nodded and kicked his shoes off. Over the last 10 years we had bad times like any marriage but he showed me every single day how loved i was as a wife and a mother. The first four years after Gerry we couldn't keep our hands off of each other, once he left the white house i thought we would finally start our own life together but i was quickly reminded that he had duties and it put a strain on our marriage for a few years but we had gotten through it with our therapist like we always did and now we were stronger than ever at least until last night. He laid down carefully and i laid my head against his chest.
"I love you" he said firmly "no matter what, this was not your fault. I love you and you are going to get through this. We are going to get through this"
i rubbed his chest not able to agree out loud. He was the one person who calmed me down other than our kids but i didn't know if i was ready to face this.