01 | Birthday Shots
It was the night of his 50th birthday party. The same one he didn't want to have. The same one his wife had made him go. But here he was, sitting inside the limousine on its way to his birthday party. He laughed at the thought of having a birthday party. He was the president - he had better things to do than having a huge party but Mellie had made him go. It'll be good for the rates she had told him. And he knew that indeed showing more affection towards his family, specially towards his pregnant wife, would give him some positive points. So, he had no other choice but to go to his birthday party.
Mellie looked out the window as their limousine got closer to where Fitz' 50th birthday party was being held. All of the sudden she was feeling nervous and she couldn't understand why. She had planned everything, every single detail. And now there they were standing in front of the building and she just couldn't move. She was petrified. There was something in her telling her to not go to that party.
"What if we just? I don't know. Let's skip this whole thing and go home" She couldn't put her finger on it but something just didn't feel right
"Is it the baby? Are you feeling okay?" Fitz immediate concern was about his unborn child.
"I feel fine… I just…"
"What's the problem?"
"I just don't wanna go. I'm sick of smiling. I'm sick of acting like we are happy. I just wanna go." she needed to find an excuse, a reason for her change of mind. And something better than a gut feeling.
"Is it because she's gonna be there? Olivia. She got cleared by security so I'm sure you know! And all of suddenly you forced to have this big party and now you don't wanna go? Because of my mistress? Let me give you a fun fact, she is not my mistress anymore. So back up, you won." Fitz was sure that there was only one reason for her mood change. He knocked on his window so the secret services could open the door.
Mellie grabbed his hand before he had a chance to the leave the car and once again she told him she didn't want to go. But just like so many times before Fitz didn't listen to his wife. And in that moment she knew she had no other choice but going to the party. She put on a smile the moment she walked out of the car and in that same moment she could feel her heart fall. She walked towards him and took his hand on hers as they walked to the door. She stopped for a brief moment to look him in the eyes, hoping that this time he'd see the fear inside of her. She was about to say his name when she fell against him. His name was almost out of her lips when shots were heard. Fitz put his hand on her and all he could feel was something wet. He looked down and all he saw was blood.
"Mellie?" he started calling out her name as secret service agents took them back to the limousine "Mels?!" he called out for her nickname but all he could hear was his agents screaming. "Mellie!" he screamed out her name once again but her voice was something he didn't hear back. "Where are they taking her?" asked Fitz as secret service agents took him back to the limousine and others took his wife to other car. "Where are they taking her?" he asked once again but no one would give him an answer. He was not even sure if they were listening since sirens were echoing and people were screaming. And for the first time in a long spare of years the first thought on his mind was her and her name was all he was able to say. "Mellie!" And for the first time he was afraid of losing his wife.