If I had no more time
No more time left to be here
Would you cherish what we had?
Was I everything that you were looking for?

If I couldn't feel your touch
And no longer were you with me
I'd be wishing you were here
To be everything that I've been looking for

I don't want to forget the present is a gift
And I don't want to take for granted
The time you may have here with me
'Cause Lord only knows another day here's not really guaranteed

So every time you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you'll never see me again

Every time you touch me
Touch me like this is the last time
Promise that you'll love me
Love me like you'll never see me again

-Like you'll never see me again

Alicia Keys


HUSBAND

"Who are you?"

Olivia asked again staring blankly at Fitz. His hands raked through his hair; this couldn't be happening, the love of his life just woke and now is asking who he is? Maya and Eli woke up and rushed to Olivia's side.

"Oh my baby. How are you feeling?"

Maya asked as she grazed her forehead.

"I'm sore mom. Why am I in the hospital? And who is he?" Olivia brought her left hand up to rub her eyes but stopped as she saw the beautiful ring.

"I'm married? What- what is going on? What has happen to me?"

Olivia started to panic and her father shushed her and kissed her forehead.

"Sweet pea, it's okay. Everything is going to be just fine. Maya, go find her doctor."

Maya nodded and left the room. Fitz watched Olivia's eyes connect back with his. She looked like his Olivia but she didn't act like it. The world beneath him was starting to crumble.

"I'm Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III, Fitz. you and I are married we met eight years ago. Livvie. Please say that you remember."

Olivia stared at him with curious eyes. She closed them briefly and opened them to look at him again. Tears formed and Fitz watched her intently.

"Livvie?"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I don't remember. I don't, I can't."

Olivia burst into tears and her cries filled Fitz ears. Even though he knew she couldn't remember him, his instincts kicked in and he stood up and sat on her bed, bringing her head to his chest. She clutched at his hospital gown and cried into his chest. She couldn't remember who he was yet her body seemed to remember him perfectly.

"Mrs. Grant."

Fitz patted her back and she looked up at him and then at doctor Varma.

"I guess that's me. If your last name is Grant and we are married then, I am Mrs. Grant."

Her tone was soft, and unsure but her face became relaxed.

"We want to take you to get a MRI. It won't take long and you will be back here with your family in no time."

Olivia sat up and sighed. Everything was so fuzzy. All she could remember was moving to Vermont for a job to be an elementary school teacher. She had just bought the dress she was going to wear for the first day and now she was in the hospital without proper explanation. Not only were her parents there, over barring, persistent and constantly telling her that she should've went to law school, she didn't want them there and wish that she could make them disappear. Her eyes cast down to look at the masculine hand wrapped around hers. It was a mystery to her; a man that says that he is her husband, yet she can't remember a single thing about him nor their time together, was still showing her affection. She closed her eyes and tried to think. Tried to picture him and her being together, trying to remember their first date or being married and how most likely he kissed her good night and kissed her good morning. She opened her eyes and a few unwanted tears escaped.

"Livvie. I will be right here when you get back okay? I promise I won't leave you."

Olivia nodded and he squeezed her hand. Two nurses came in and wheeled her away to find out what damage was done that they missed. He was now left alone with Maya and Eli.

"How could you? I knew she should've came back home when she said that she was getting married."

Maya said as she moved out of Eli's embrace. Her eyes pierced into Fitz. If eyes could kill, Fitz would've been dead the minute they walked in and saw him by Olivia's bed side.

"You know what, this is not the time. This is not the time to blame me when you have absolutely no idea what the hell you are talking about"

Fitz eyes danced back and forward between them. He wiped his sweaty hands on his gown and rolled his eyes at the mere thought of having a gown on and being restricted by a wheelchair. "Maybe the two of you should leave. She doesn't need the both of you shaking her world upside down even more than it is now. She doesn't need that and neither do I."

Eli squinted and glared at him.

"We don't need your permission to stay. She is our daughter and she will be coming back home with us. She's made enough mistakes and staying with you would be a bigger one."

Fitz scoffed and stood up against his bodies wishes to do so. He refused to show any sign that the feeling of standing made him want to release a blood howling scream.

"She is my wife. Regardless if she remembers me or not, she is my wife and I know her better than any of you know her. I am the one who was there for her. Did you forget that she left Washington to get the hell away from the both of you? Olivia is smart and brilliant and beautiful. She will overcome whatever is going on right now and I will be beside her. Till death do us part, I took an oath and I won't bend it for neither one of you."

Eli reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a check book and Maya handed him a pen from her purse. They moved in sync together like robots under command. He took the pen and started to write and then tore it from the check book. He stepped closer as he tried to hand Fitz the check. Fitz didn't move a muscle as Eli shook it to make him take it. Fitz snatched it and tore it in half and threw it back at him.

"You are both even more disgusting than I could possibly imagine. I will not take your money. Olivia is not up for sell, she is my wife and when she gets back she will chose me over the two of you."

"There is damage to the frontal lobe. She is suffering from short term memory loss and from what I've gathered, she thinks that she just started working here in Jericho. I am truly sorry but she is very lucky to even be alive."

Maya let out a sigh and Eli dropped his head. Fitz stared at the doctor wishing that everything that was being said was not true and an actual dream. When Olivia called his name he snapped out of his sulking state.

"Yes, baby?"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I- I can't remember and I can't be-"

Fitz immediately got on the bed next to her and pulled her into him again Once again she let him hold her as if nothing changed. She was scared and worried and had no one but the man holding her.

"What's the treatment? There is a treatment correct?"

Fitz asked as he rubbed soothing circles on her back.

"There is none. She can talk and her memory isn't resetting every five minutes so there is really nothing we can do. It is possible that her memory will come back one day. Sometimes certain foods, smells or places can trigger it. The main thing is to be patient with her and help her remember."

Fitz nodded and didn't loosen his hold on her.

"Can we take her home?"

Maya asked as she stepped closer to the doctor.

"Yes, she can go home today."

They didn't let him finish until Eli was calling her name to get up. Fitz glared at him and then lift Olivia's head up by her chin.

"Look at me Olivia. You can choose who you want to go with. The choice is yours."

Olivia looked up at Fitz and then toward her parents. Everything was moving so fast. Her mind was literally playing tricks on her and she didn't like it one bit. Feeling hopeless and fragile like a newborn. She was a grown woman, a fearless woman who got things done; valedictorian from high school and graduated magna cum laude from Yale. She was brilliant but now she just felt like a complete waste.

Olivia took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Olivia are you okay?"

Maya asked nervously.

"She's thinking."

Fitz said without masking his annoyance. Olivia opened her eyes and smiled at him. Fitz couldn't help but mirror her as it had been the first smile he saw on her face since the night before. For a split second it almost felt as if everything was normal and back to how it use to be.

"I'm staying here. I love it here in Jericho and it wouldn't be right if I just left" Maya and Eli were about to speak up when Olivia shook her head. "Plus this man is my husband. I may not remember him but clearly he has taken good care of me to the point I went against what I said and got married. I'm staying here. Vermont is home. Mom and dad and even though I don't have my full memory, I still stand firm to my choice of leaving my old life behind in Washington. That has not changed" Olivia looked down at the beautiful ring on her finger and gave it a half smile before meeting her parents eyes again. "But I do appreciate you two being here to check on me. Thank you."

Eli and Maya stood there stunned. Once again that spoiled privilege boy was able to charm Olivia into staying. They just knew that Olivia would agree to go with them after something like this.

"Well, I will go get the discharge papers and Mr. Grant, if you could go back to your room so that we can take the IV out and go over your injuries you sustained."

Fitz looked at Olivia for permission to leave her side.

"You can go. I'll be okay, I can't really go anywhere anyways."

She said with a slight smile. He squeezed her hand and the nurse tried to help him back into his wheel chair but he refused politely. Fitz kept looking at her until he was wheeled out of the room and toward his room. Maya shook her head and placed her hand on her hip.

"Olivia, I think that this accident has clouded your judgement, you really should come back home."

Olivia rolled her eyes at the condensing tone that she was using and chuckled slightly. Maya and Eli stared at her in confusion.

"What's so funny about that Olivia Carolyn Pope?"

Eli said as he folded his arms. His hair was covered with gray and she could tell that years of being a pompous ass was taking it's toll.

"It's funny that you say that you think the accident has caused a shortcoming in my thinking. As if I am so vegetable lying here in this bed with no hope and no future. As if you could just pull the cord on my life support" Olivia's voice was rising as she used her left hand to give more meaning to her words. "I was in a accident a terrible accident that I can't even remember. Apparently there is a nine year gap in brain that I have no access to right now but that does not make me unequipped to think for myself. I can't believe even now you two are invalidating me. Now I think it's time for you both to leave. And I'm not going to ask you nicely."

Olivia pinched the bridge of her nose as she took a few breaths to calm herself down. Maya and Eli moved closer to the bed and eyed her. She could feel their eyes burning holes into her body, her soul. She slowly looked up at them and met their cold distant eyes. The same eyes they use to give her back home.

"This is a mistake and when you realize that, you know where to find us."

Eli grabbed Maya's hand and turned away. Olivia watched as they both disappeared into the hallway. She breathed a sigh of relief because now she could breathe completely without them in her space.

"Mr. Grant, you and your wife are extremely lucky. You have a sprained foot and and a few cuts that needed stitches but that's all" the nurse sighed and put on her gloves to take out his IV. "And I know it sounds like crap given the fact that your wife has memory loss but, it could've been worse. A lot worse. You both just need to keep each other close. Don't give up on her nor let her give up on you and herself" with one quick tug, the IV was out and a bandage was placed over where the IV once was. "All done. I'll go get your discharge papers, if you want I can bring your wife in here but first I will give you your clothes and bag. Also, chief Doger is here. He volunteered to take you and your wife home. I will be back shortly." And with that she left Fitz to himself to get dressed. Fitz reached for the sweats and put them on, followed by the shirt. He sat there and took in every bit of advice the nurse gave him and he promised that he would do exactly as she suggested. He sat up in the bed and reached for one of the crutches laying next to his bed now. He slowly placed it underneath his arm and slowly stood up.

"Fitz."

Those words were the best thing that would never get old. He turned around and saw her, now wearing something similar to what he had on. He smiled at her and crutched slowly to her. As he made his way toward her, his nurse came back in.

"Mr. Grant, Mrs. Grant. Are you ready to go home?"

They both nodded at the nurse and she smiled back at her. The nurse was a short blonde with dark brown eyes. She wore a small ring on her left hand finger, most likely a engagement ring or possibly a newly wed due to her undying glow. She grabbed the handles on the wheel chair and led them out of the room and into the hallway.

"Fitz!" Someone shouted from behind them and each of them stopped in their tracks to look back. The man walked closer to him, Fitz recognized him immediately.

"Oscar."

The man smiled and nodded.

"Fitzgerald. I've volunteered to take you two home."

Fitz totally forgot about the truck being totaled. All of the thoughts started rushing back. Maybe if they would've stayed longer on the hilltop then maybe that guy wouldn't have ran into them. If he had just took the short way home then they could've been waking up to each other relishing in each other's arms. His eyes started to sting with well over due tears. He want to yell, to cry, to kick that guys ass for taking the most precious thing to him away; his wife's memory and his unborn child. Oscar could tell that Fitz was in pain; his entire world was changing and he had to rely on another man to take him and his wife home. He could only imagine how that made him feel.

"Fitz, I'll go get the car." Oscar patted him on his back and gave Olivia a warm smile that went unnoticed since she was looking down. The nurse wheeled Olivia to the waiting room so that Fitz could sit for a minute. Olivia looked around the room and called out things she could see. Over there on the wall was a clock, to her right was a rack of magazines about homes and how to have the perfect body for summer, to her far left was a Fire extinguisher; glowing as the sunlight hit it revealing it's bright red hue. And then right next to her was Fitz. She knew everything, she recognized objects but couldn't remember him. She bit down on her lip to try to keep from crying; the taste of metal filled her mouth and she released her lip. Fitz reached over and gently placed his hand on Olivia's casted arm. She looked up at him and stared into his eyes. They were the riches blue she'd ever seen. More beautiful than the pool water she loved to swim in. He was beautiful.

"Told you I wouldn't take long. You two ready?" Oscar asked as he stared at Fitz and Olivia.

Fitz stood up and let the crutch support him, the nurse grabbed the handles and wheeled Olivia toward the doors and outside to the car. Oscar opened the back door and reached for Olivia's hand.

"It's okay, I got her." Fitz let the crutch lean against the car as Oscar moved out of his way. The nurse was about to speak up but Oscar patted her shoulder. Olivia looked at Fitz with worry and cleared her throat.

"I don't want to hurt you, Fitz."

He gave her a half smile, "You won't hurt me, you can't." Olivia took in what he said and grabbed his hand. She stood up on her left leg and she wrapped her arm around his shoulder. She ducked her head as he helped her sit down. The pain shot up in his foot but he didn't care; she was still his main priority. Always.

"Are you comfortable?" He asked as he clicked her seatbelt and stood back.

"I'm fine." Her eyes were closed and her head rested back as she held onto her broken arm. Fitz thanked the nurse and got into the car with his crutch and then reached for the bag full of their belongs off of the nurse's shoulder. She waved them off as the car headed toward their home.

Olivia opened her eyes and saw the beautiful home that stood in front of her. Her eyes took in the beautiful sight of the huge house. Her house, their house. She saw the porch swing hanging, the orchids toward her far left, the beautiful windows on each level and most of all, how everything seemed secluded. Like their own little secret hideout. A hideout that she had no remembrance of. Fitz got out of the car without the support of his crutch. He opened the back car door and helped Olivia up and out.

"Hey, I can get her, man. You should really stay off of that foot." Oscar said as he tried to maneuver around him and to Olivia.

"No" he said as Olivia's arms wrapped around his neck. He was carrying her fireman style; something that she use to love, now it just seemed like a kind gesture instead of a romantic routine. Oscar followed Fitz as he entered the house. Olivia was met with the smell of lavender and a mixture of mint. Fitz took her into the living room; it was beautifully decorated. The couches were a cream color and the accented pillows were a light gold. There were stunning curtains that covered the large windows; a woman's touch had made this house come to life, it was a dream, a house that she would've wanted. A house she most likely decorated.

"I'm going to go talk to Oscar. I'll be right back."

Fitz walked out of the room and into the kitchen were he gave Oscar a bottled water.

"What happen to the other driver?"

Oscar took a sip of his water and eyed Fitz.

"Hasn't woke up yet. Not sure if he ever will. Didn't they tell you everything?"

"No" he said rubbing the back of his neck. He didn't want to hear about the other driver at first. He just wanted to make sure Olivia was okay. "They tried to tell me but, but I told them that it wasn't the time. That checking Olivia was my main concern. Was he drunk?"

Oscar put the cap back on the bottle and closed it tight; he played with the wrapper around it.

"He uhm, he was. He was drunk and he fell asleep. There is a significant amount of damage done to him" Oscar caught the worry in Fitz eyes and cleared his throat to regain Fitz attention, "he won't get away with it. He's under arrest, if he knows what's good for him, he will stay in that coma. A lot of people in this town would love to get a hand on him. I'm not saying this as chief of police, I'm saying this as your friend. You and Olivia are good people. People who have done nothing but serve this city, that won't go unnoticed." Fitz let the words play over and over in his head. That's one of the reasons why he didn't worry, he knew someone would handle things while he handled Olivia.

"Thanks, Oscar. Thank you."

"No problem. Take care of Ms. Pretty, she needs you." And with that the two men stood and shook hands. Fitz led him toward the front door and showed him out. He closed the door and locked it, headed back to the living room to his wife.

"Do you want to go upstairs to our room?"

Olivia turned toward him and shook her head.

"Not right now. I don't want to lay down yet."

He nodded and made a mental note of the fact that his instincts were right in knowing that she would want to be in the living room were it was bright. He needed to start getting into the habit of remembering that Olivia was still Olivia. She was just missing a few details.

"Do you need anything? I can get you some water or some soup, if you want." He asked as he sat next to her.

"I'm fine. May I ask you something?"

"Yes, anything."

Olivia swallowed hard and took a deep breath.

"I don't know you... well, I don't remember you. I feel weird. I feel like someone is in a control room, orchestrating my every move to my body. I just ask you to not treat me like I'm a child who can't do anything. I know that I have a broken arm and leg and my neck aches and so does my head but, I am not damaged; completely. I know that you are my husband, I can see the pictures on the mantel right there of us. Even though I'm sure during the, the uhm... The, how long were we-"

"Together for eight and married for five."

Olivia bit her lip and nodded. "Eight years but I- nevermind. Forget it." She shook her head in defeat and mumbled something to herself. Fitz rubbed her arm and begged her to look at him.

"Olivia. You're right. You are one hundred percent correct. You are not damaged and I will not treat you like such. This is going to take some time. More than some time. There is a possibility that you can gain your memory back and then again, it could be gone forever. But I promise that I will do everything in my power to make you happy. To make sure that you get stronger everyday. You might not remember the love you have for me but I do. I still love you. I'm still in love with you and I don't want to scare you because I can only imagine how freighting this is. A complete stranger is confessing his love for you and-" Fitz looked down and took a breath. He had to remember to slow down and to breathe. He reached for her hand and she gave it to him. "I am here. I'm not going anywhere. We are in this together."

Olivia looked at their hands intwined and she felt a surge go through her. It was like a shock, a shock that felt rejuvenating, not painful. She felt it the first time he held her hand and held after she broke down. For some reason the man named Fitz; who is her husband, who was suppose to feel foreign to her, didn't feel that way. If the doctors were correct she shouldn't be able to remember him, and she didn't but she felt a connection. She wasn't suppose to right? Or was she because if she was truly in love, that love would remain. Her gut told her everything and it was telling her in that exact moment that he was a good man and he was right, they were in this together.

Thank you for the reviews and the follows & favorites on this new story. I hope you all will continue you with me on this unfamiliar journey of writing about a love that is end game but has a major set back right now. Once again thank you so much and since it's the summer, it's going to be hard to keep me away from this story and my other ones. Xox