"This really isn't necessary." Cyrus muttered. "You are recovering from a gun shot. Nobody is expecting you to stand in front of the whole nation. Americans will understand, and it is really important that you take a rest."
"I'm fine, really." Fitz replied as he fixed his tie in front of the hand-held mirror. "And I have to show the world that I am not weak. That this nation has a strong president." He was frustrated that his tie would not stay in place and loosened it.
"Your tie looked fine." A familiar, soft yet charismatic voice came behind him.
He instantly turned around and saw her.
"Olivia." He quietly said as he gave her a warm smile. It was the first time he saw her after he came out of the hospital.
Olivia looked at his soothing yet piercing blue eyes as he found comfort in her brown, luscious eyes.
"Mr. President." She replied with a smirk, properly fixing his tie.
Cyrus rolled his eyes and walked away to talk to one of the producers.
After Olivia got his tie fixed, Fitz grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to him. Olivia looked surprised as she looked around and saw the busy producers walking around, readying for the press conference.
"I missed you." He said.
"There are people here." She replied, as much as she was worried and surprised, she had to admit she missed his touch.
He smiled at her, still keeping her inside his arms as leaned toward her whispering, "I don't care. I love you."
"...Okay." She spoke as she let herself free in his arms. "Now, get up there. Don't try to stare into the camera but make eye contacts with different people, keep a warm smile on your face, be confident in every word you say. Emphasize the fact that you are fine and recovering form the wounds and explain how grateful you were for the understanding of American citizens. Tell them how Mellie was always by your side and helped you get through this time... Everybody loves a caring wife."
Fitz nodded with his saddened blue eyes as one of the producers informed him that they were going live in 30 seconds. He walked into the press-conference room as the camera flashes and reporters were going wild.
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"First I want to thank the entire nation for the support of my recovery. My wounds are healing miraculously and this tragic accident would not interfere with my duty as the President of the United States." He looked around and saw reporters taking notes and recording every word he was saying. Then he saw Olivia standing in the back, looking into his eyes as he looked back at his speech that was on the podium. He took a deep breathe and took a sip of his water. "But today, I am standing here for a confession." The reporters started whispering to one another. And before he even knew, these words slipped out of his mouth. "I, Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the III, is in love with a another woman."
