A/N: This is a story that's been on my mind for a while. I wasn't too sure about posting it, because it's totally different from The Game Plan and First and Goal. Just know that Olitz is endgame. It's just a matter of getting there.

Chapter 1: Reunion

So long I've searched for you.

So long but now it's true.

Girl it's our reunion…

Since last we loved

No one's come near

No girl can ever compare

To you my dear

Girl it's our reunion.

Fitz smoothed down his tie and picked imaginary lint from his shirt. He looked at the sterling roses in his hand. Maybe he should have gotten red. No, these were her favorite. He took a deep breath and finally released it when his finger connected with the doorbell. His nerves finally started to dissipate. He had waited his whole life for this moment. He was ready. The door finally opened.

"Hi," the little boy said. "Are you here for my auntie?"

"Yes," he said, knowing the little boy with the reddish brown hair and freckles was Abby's son. He smiled as he remembered how close Olivia and Abby were in school. He was happy that Olivia still had her best friend.

"JJ, what have I told you about opening the door by yourself?"

Her voice floated through the air and his heart skipped a beat. She still sounded like an angel. And, he could only assume she still looked the same. His hands started to sweat at the prospect of seeing her again. She rounded the corner and it was better than he could have imagined. She looked the same as the day he left. An image that had burned itself on his brain and refused to leave. The only thing that kept him going from day to day.

Her eyes connected with his and her legs almost gave out.

"Fitz," she whispered.

He finally stepped inside prepared to help her. But, she grabbed onto the couch for support and steadied herself.

"Hi Livvie."

"Mommy, you were right," the little boy said, going to her side. "He's here for auntie."

He literally felt the dagger in his heart. "Mommy?" Fitz whispered. When did that happen? Why did it happen? "You have a son?"

She didn't say anything. She just stared at him, unsure if what she was seeing was true.

Suddenly a high-pitched cry pierced the air, breaking her from her daze. She turned to the little boy. "Can you go talk to your sister until she falls back asleep?"

"Okay," he said and ran off, leaving the two of them alone.

"These are for you," Fitz said, holding the roses out to her. But, she didn't acknowledge them.

She reached out with a shaky hand and touched his cheek. "You're really here," she whispered as she gazed in his eyes, instantly reconnecting with him. It was as if the years had never passed. "You came back."

"I said I would."

He felt the cold metal of her rings on his cheek and tears filled his eyes. He reached up and touched the rings. She jerked her hand away.

"I thought you were going to wait for me," he said quietly looking down at her hand.

She needed to put some space between them and quickly so that she could think. She took the roses from his hand, grabbed an empty vase off the mantle and went in the kitchen to fill them with water.

Ten years. It has been ten years since she last saw him. Why was he there? And, why did she have butterflies from seeing him? Why could she still feel the softness of his cheek on her fingertips or the tenderness in his touch that did not match the betrayal in his eyes?

"Liv, babe, why is the front door open?"

She gasped at the sound of her husband's voice and tried to quickly finish cutting the stems off the roses.

"Who are you?" She heard him ask.

Fitz looked at the man standing in front of him and honestly had the same question. But, then he noticed the reddish brown afro and freckles and it all made sense.

"Fitzgerald Grant," Fitz said extending his hand.

"Fitzgerald Grant? That name sounds familiar."

"Ms. Laura's son," Olivia said as she joined them in the living room.

"Oh. So, I'm guessing you two grew up together?"

"Yes," Olivia said, wrapping her arm around his waist. "Fitz, this is my husband, Jonathan."

She saw the hurt in his eyes as he shook hands with Jonathan. "Nice to meet you," they both said.

"Where are the kids?" Jonathan asked.

"The nursery. JJ is entertaining Gabby."

"I'll let you and your friend catch up," Jonathan said and gave her a quick kiss before going to the nursery.

"So, how long have you been married?"

"Six years," Olivia said without looking at him. "Your mother didn't tell you I was married?"

"No. We don't talk about you." He regretted the words the moment they left his mouth. They were true, but not in the way they sounded.

She took a deep breath and tried to conceal the hurt. But, he saw it.

"Liv, I didn't mean-"

"Don't worry about it. You don't talk to me. You don't talk about me. At least you're consistent."

"That's not what I meant." He rubbed a hand over his face. This was going horribly. "This isn't going the way I expected," he admitted.

"I didn't expect not to hear from you for 10 years," she replied. She tried to hide the hurt, anger, and bitterness in her voice. But, they both heard it.

"Mommy," JJ came running in the room. "Daddy said we can get pizza tonight."

"Good. If we order in, it'll give me more time to tackle this hair of yours," she said as she ran her hand over his unruly hair.

"Aah man," JJ whined. "Comb Gabby's hair."

"If you don't want it combed, Daddy can always cut it," Olivia said with a smile.

"No. No haircut," JJ demanded.

Olivia smiled. Threatening her son with a haircut, always worked. In JJ's mind, not having an afro meant he wasn't like his father, which was exactly what he wanted.

"I'll let you get back to your family," Fitz said, looking solemnly at the little boy who should have been his. "It was good seeing you again," he said as he left.


"Guess who's back," Abby said as Olivia sat on the couch with her later that night.

"He came to see me," Olivia said, quietly.

"What?" Abby exclaimed in a loud whisper, pulling her legs underneath herself. "No wonder you're in here, eating ice cream at almost midnight. What did he want?"

"To make good on that promise we made ten years ago," Olivia told her.

"Did you talk about it?" Abby wanted to know.

"No. Jonathan came home."

"You know they're having a welcome back party for him tomorrow."

"That's nice."

"You should go."

Olivia cut her eyes at her.

"What? Don't act like you don't want to talk to him and find out why you didn't hear from him for ten years," Abby said.

Olivia looked at her. She was right. She did want to know. She needed to know. "I told Jonathan he was a childhood friend. And, he's seen his mom at some family functions. I could go."

"You should go," Abby pushed.

"David called you," Olivia said, changing the subject.

"So since I've stopped answering his calls, he's decided to start calling you."

"He said he was coming by to see you, today. I thought it was him when Fitz showed up," Olivia admitted. "He sounds lonely."

"Good. He needs to be. He knew when I moved in that I wanted marriage and kids. Now, he's talking about he's not sure if that's what he wants. So, I'm letting him see how it feels to not have me," Abby said.

"I hope you two work it out," Olivia said.

"Unfortunately so do I," Abby confessed. "I miss his annoying ass."

"Well, the guest room is yours as long as you need or want it."

"Thanks."

"I'm going to bed." Olivia hugged Abby and made her way upstairs.

She climbed into bed with her husband and wrapped an arm and leg around him.

"Abby get in okay?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"She said they're having a welcome home party for Fitz tomorrow," she told him. "Do you want to go?"

He turned to face her. "He's your friend. Do you want to go?"

"Yes," she softly admitted. She felt the butterflies in her stomach at the prospect of seeing him again and she hated herself for it. She loved the man who was in her arms. There was no doubt in her mind that she loved him. But, something was still pulling her to Fitz.

The next morning when she didn't hear the TV in the living room playing cartoons, she checked in JJ's room for him. When she didn't see him, she immediately knew where he was. She peeked in Abby's room and saw JJ and Gabby lying on either side of her. She smiled at how much their children looked like them. JJ looked just like Jonathan. And little Gabrielle looked just like her. They each had a mini me.

"Where are our offspring?" Jonathan asked when she got in the kitchen.

"With Abby."

"They're going to take advantage of her while she's here."

"She welcomes it. Last night, when I heard Gabby over the baby monitor, Abby was already in there by the time I got to her room. She told me to go back to bed. I wasn't going to argue with it," Olivia told him.

Jonathan smiled. "Then, we should take advantage of it." He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.

He groaned when his work phone rang, interrupting them. He stepped out of the room to take the call and Olivia finished the pancakes that he had started. Mickey Mouse pancakes were a Saturday morning tradition at their house. They would usually cook breakfast and dinner together on the weekends. They would switch out the days throughout the week. She would cook breakfast and Jonathan would cook dinner on the two days she taught late at the local university and vice versa on his two late days of work. Friday was usually take-out.

"There's a problem at one of the construction sites," Jonathan began when he came back in the kitchen. "So, I'm going to have to go take care of that. Looks like I'm going to miss your friend's party."

"Oh," Olivia said. She didn't really know what else she was supposed to say, but she was somewhat thankful and glad that he couldn't go.

"I'll take JJ with me so you won't have to deal with both kids at the party," he offered.

"It's okay. Abby is here. And my parents will be there."

"Truthfully, I just want to take him with me," he said with a smile. "Kindergarten has gotten in the way of my buddy going to work with me," he confessed.

Olivia smiled. "Okay. I'll go get him up."

She lightly knocked on Abby's door and pushed it open to find Abby and the kids sitting in the bed watching cartoons.

"Hi mommy," JJ greeted her.

Gabby started crawling towards her and saying mama over and over again.

"Hi cuties," she said, kissing them. She picked Gabby up in her arms. "JJ, do you want to go to work with Daddy?"

"Yes," he said, excitedly.

"Go get ready," Olivia said and he jumped down and ran out of the room.

"So, Jonathan is going to miss Fitz's party," Abby commented.

"Yeah."

"Fate?"

"Or Satan."