AN: Hey guys, just to let you know I share this account so some of the stories are not mine. This is my first Mellitz fic so bare with me. If you have any questions you can find me on twitter Gladiator4liv. Hope you enjoy! :-)))))
"Olivia still isn't answering" It was Mellies third time trying to call her husband's mistress, but she didn't care as long as he was happy. "Honey, you need to get up. You have a speech to give."
Fitz stood up and grabbed Mellie's hand to help her up off the floor. He kissed her forehead, "Thank you for trying" he whispered.
They walked out of the Oval Office together. It had been the first time that either of them could remember walking the halls of the west wing hand in hand. It was almost like going back in time for them, before the White House, before Olivia Pope, and before the rape. But the fact was the reason that they were this close again was because of the death of their son, which made Mellie sick.
Mellie stood proudly behind her husband while he gave his speech. They decided they would impress America by going out and putting smiles on their faces. Mellie wanted to be happy about the fact that she would get to spend another four years in the white house, or that Olivia was nowhere to be found, but all she could think about was the death of her son. Yet she kept a smile on her face like she had always done.
That night Fitz drank a lot. Mellie thought about drinking with him, but she decided not to just in case Fitz was to do something stupid.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Fitz said intently "You had so many opportunities"
Mellie had been waiting for this question. She was ready to answer the question as honestly as she possibly could. "I guess it was because I felt like you would be disgusted at me, because that's how I felt about myself. There were so many reasons I could not tell you Fitz."
He sat there for a minute, taking it all in. They had not really had time to process everything that happened. "You got raped… Our son is dead" Fitz said with a sense of horror in his voice.
Mellie collapsed to her knees. "I can't believe he is really gone" she sobbed. She never thought she would have a breakdown like this, especially in front of Fitz. He probably thought she was pathetic. She tried gathering herself, but nothing she was trying was helping her calm down.
Fitz saw that she was trying to hold it in. Was it because of him? He went over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders, "Mells, it is okay to let go. You can cry, let it all out, it's just you and me." They both were sitting on the floor while he took her in his arms.
After that Mellie did not hold anything back. She let out painful screams and sobs, muffled as she buried her face in Fitz's shoulder. Hearing and seeing Mellie like this caused Fitz to also let a few tears fall down his face.
Fitz looked sternly into Mellie's eyes, "Listen to me, we cannot leave each other's sides now. We have been through way too much. We can't abandon each other and we definitely can't take our time with the kids for granted. We will probably never fully get over Jerry dying, but we have to learn to accept that he is gone and move on with our lives. Mellie nodded as Fitz wiped away the left over tears on her cheek. They laid down in bed "I love you Melody, goodnight."
She couldn't help a smile coming across her face "I love you too."