This story takes place a week after the shooting and Fitz is still in the hospital unconscious. And is in the perspective of Olivia. Also this is my first story so please be nice. Enjoy!
It had been almost a week since the assassination attempt of Fitz's life. And for a week, which to me feels like a lifetime, I have been at the White House during the day aiding Cyrus in preventing Vice President Langston from destroying everything that Cyrus and Fitz had worked for, and at night I sit by Fitz's bedside hoping that he wakes up. Hoping that he will wake up the same man as I know him to be, the same man that I fell in love with.
I sit by his bed side and I hold my hand in his. The warmth of his skins sooths me, as it always has. I look at him and I see him sleep. It reminds me of the times we spent at Camp David, when I would wake up in his arms and look at him sleeping so peacefully. But now I fear that he may never wake up. Though my head always told me to try to move on and not to be this kind of woman, my heart always told me "This is right. This is what it feels to fall in love. To be in love with a man like him. A man who loves me for me, and accepts me for who I am and what I do."
3 weeks ago, when Fitz had "let me go", I felt as though my world was crashing down. The thing that I wanted for so long had finally been given to me. But when I received it, I realized that I had been living a lie. Knowing that Fitz was ready to move on, and be the man I wanted him to be at first seemed like what I most desired. But then it felt like my heart had been ripped out and everything that was once beautiful turned to nothing.
Now as I sit here with him all I want is to see him open his eyes. I want him to open his eyes and tell him that I love him so much that I can't breathe without him. That no matter what, I will always be his. I will be his Livy. I hold his hand between mine, and hold them near my cheek.
"Fitz. Please wake up. I need you. I'm lost without you. Without you I don't know who I am. My heart has always belonged to you. You are the only man that I have ever loved. So please wake up. I love you." As I say this I try to fight back the tears, but my voice shows how much I want to cry.
I wipe the tears from my eyes, and I feel something grapping my hand. I look down and its Fitz's hand. Immediately I look up at him and I see his eyes wide open. He smiles at me and says "I love you too."