So I had an idea for this story during math class today. Now I know I have like 3 unfinished story's but I really like the idea for this story so I'm just going to run with it and see where it goes. So basically this story is mostly about Jerry Jr but it will contain a fair amount of Olitz for the rest of ya'll. So this first chapter is just the prologue of the story and then after that it will switch to the present. Please don't forget to comment so I can know if this is worth pursuing. Hope you enjoy!

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16 years ago:

It was around 11:00 when Fitz finally got home. He had stayed late in the office coming up with a game plan for his presentation to the budget committee tomorrow. It was his first time addressing them and he knew he needed their support but he also couldn't seem too eager to please. He was deep down longing for their approval. He knew that if they liked him then he would have an easier time getting things done, and he truly did want to get things done. He didn't want to be one of those politicians who just cared about reelection not actually helping the people who had called on them to serve. He had just been sworn in last month but he had already introduced over 70 pieces of new legislation. He had so many great ideas about how to make California great again. At first he had been hesitant about running for governor on his military record. He had wanted to wait gain more experience and not run on his navy career which had resulted in the murder of over 300 innocent people. It had been Mellie who had convinced him that he could help millions of people if he ran for governor this cycle. Just the thought of Mellie mad him sad, angry and confused. Ever since she had had Jerry she had been acting strange. Much more emotionally guarded, constantly alone, and completely unsexual. They used to have this undeniable sexual chemistry, but in the last few months it seemed to have just disappeared. He knew he needed to talk to her … apologize for their fight this morning when he had been extremely harsh. He knew he needed to really sit down and calmly ask her what was wrong, but he just didn't have time. Between trying to be a good governor and a good dad he just didn't have time to fully devote himself to being a good husband. He knew something was wrong but secretly he was hoping it would resolve itself so he wouldn't have to deal with it.

He yawned as he headed to the kitchen. He turned on the coffee machine and brewed himself a fresh cup. Every bone in his body wanted him to go to his bedroom and just climb into bed and get some good solid sleep. Sadly this was not the case, Andrew had left some last minutes remarks in his office and he had to review them before the committee meeting. Fitz was so wrapped up in his thought that he didn't notice her until he tripped on her body. He watched as his coffee cup fell from his hand into the air before hitting the floor cracking into a million pieces. As he regained his balance he looked down to see what he tripped on. As he looked down he felt like he was having an out of body experience. He felt himself grab her and hold her in his arms as he shook her trying to get her to wake up. As he grabbed the phone and called 911 all he wanted was to get back to her body and try to save her. As the EMT's raced towards the house he pulled her cold limp body into his arms. He just kept shaking her trying begging her to wake up as huge wet tears ran down his face. It was only 2 minutes before the EMT's arrived but it felt like a lifetime. As soon as they burst into the house they forced Fitz out of the way as they tried to give her CPR. After about 1 minute they stopped

"Why… why are you stopping!?" He asked frantically

"I'm sorry governor but there's no use …. She's gone"

"No … No … No … You have to keep trying, you can't just let her die!" He exclaimed the tears running down his face

"I'm so sorry governor but from the color of her skin it's clear that she's been dead for several hours" The EMT explained. As she said this Fitz felt like he had been shot in the chest. He felt himself pull her into his arms as he buried his dead in her hair and sobbed muttering softly "What have I done …. What have I done?" For the next hour he just sat there with her limp lifeless body curled up in her arms. Despite the pleading from the EMT's , the staff and even his lieutenant governor and best friend Andrew couldn't convince him to give up …. He didn't want to let her go.

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3 hours later:

Fitz sat on the Sofa in the exact same spot he had since he had held her body. He couldn't move… he couldn't breathe … his wife was dead. She was dead and he had drove her too it. He had been selfish. Instead of focusing on her problems she made them all about him. He tried to push the thought out of his mind …. It wasn't his fault he didn't know... he didn't know his own wife was struggling. As he got lost in his sadness the world around him was a buzz. The staffers were trying to handle the media fallout and plan the funeral while the investigators tried to figure out what happened. As they began to get a clearer picture they reported their findings to Andrew. He then sat down next to Fitz to report the news to him.

"Fitz… I'm so sorry about all of this" he said softly

"What did they say?" he asked

"What?" he asked

"What did the doctor say?"

"Um … he said that she overdosed on pills and the doctor thinks that she was probably suffering from post partem depression"

"Post partem?" Fitz asked

"It's depression you get after having a baby" Andrew explained

"So …. So the baby killed her?"