AN: I really want your response to this particular chapter because I haven't decided if this will be mellitz endgame or not. Also check out my new story and let me know what you think :)

The kids got together for a final fun day before school. They invited all their friends and were having the best time.

Mellie watched them play soccer in the indoor field from a near distance. She had spent the last hour playing volleyball in the left court and was exhausted. She drank water and cleared the sweat of her face.

Mellie hadn't seen it coming. No one had. Carlos kicked the soccer ball so hard and it went right over her head and it hit the large cooler filled with canned drinks which landed right on top of her. Her men ran to her side.

Mellie laid on her bed, awake. She had been inside these walls for nearly six hours and she was beginning to feel uneasy. Every time she tried to move, her entire body protested. The Doctor had checked on her and left pain killers. The only problem was, she asked to be left alone and now she was in pain and couldn't reach the pills sitting on her nightstand.

She tried to get up to at least ring the bell to ask for help and couldn't. She only had one option left and so she yelled for help.

She expected one of her security men to come rushing in or even her doctor but instead Fitz walked in.

"What-what are you doing here?"

"I heard what happened and came in to check on you. I know it's not my place, but I thought I would come anyway." To Mellie's surprise he had left her alone for nearly a month. She thought after his display in the limo he would try to pursue her for sure, but he had stayed low. She didn't question him farther, but truth was she wished he had called.

"Thanks." She didn't know what else to say.

"Oh and Lauren said, Stephen Harper called. She didn't say for what though. Well she was going to but I was in a hurry to check on you so I kinda didn't pay attention."

Mellie's eyes went wide open. "Oh my God! The dinner! Stephen! I can't believe I almost stood up the Prime minister of Canada." She sat up too quickly and it felt like every single bone In her body were suddenly crushed in two. She let out a cry and Fitz rushed to her side.

"Would you stay put!" He gently pushed her down on the bed and got the pain pills and lifted up her head to give them to her.

She drank the water. "No, I have to go to this dinner. I've rescheduled about three times and..."

"I'm sure he'll understand. Mellie you need to lie down."

"Fitz I'm going to this meeting, so it's either you help me or get someone who can."

She was always stubborn. "Fine." He helped her off the bed. He could see she was trying not to wince at the pain but he could tell.

She saw him give her a worried look. "The medicine will kick in soon and I'll be fine. I'll be sitting for the majority of the dinner anyway, it's not gonna be any different than me laying on this bed all day." He didn't say anything.

She stood next to her closet and eyed the dress she had picked out for the dinner the week before. She tried lifting her arm to reach it and she couldn't. "Fitz could you please get this navy blue dress out of the hanger for me?"

Fitz reached up and got the dress. Mellie took it and thanked him.

She tried to untie her robe and got frustrated. "Okay I'm going to need you to help me dress."

Fitz swallowed hard. "Um...okay."
He walked over to her and tried to untie her robe. Mellie covered his hands.

"Wait, turn around. I have to put on a bra first. You can't see me naked."

He laughed and remained still.

"What's so funny? I'm serious. Turn around."

"Mellie I've seen you naked a million times. I've had my mouth all over that body. Why do I have to turn around?"

She blushed. "Because that was moons ago and things have changed between us and I need you to turn around."

"How are you going to put on a bra when you can't move your arms?"

She saw where the problem lied there. "Okay but try not to touch anything. Minimum contact please." She couldn't believe this was her life.

He grabbed a bra she showed him and untied her robe. He couldn't help but stare.

"Fitz..." She could feel his hot look on her.
He quickly came back to reality and gently placed her arms inside the loops and brought it up to her chest and hooked it in the back. "You see, I'm just helping you get dressed."

Mellie nodded her head. That wasn't as bad as she thought.

He grabbed the dress and looked it over. He unzipped it and bent down to get her to place her legs between the dress. He slowly lifted it up, trying not to hurt her. He was surprised how body-hugging it was. His hands were now touching her thighs as he continued lifting the dress further up. He stopped when his thumbs were on both sides of her ass. He couldn't help but look at her. She was still as beautiful as ever.

She had her eyes closed. She noticed that he was still now and opened her eyes. "Fitz what are you doing? Why did you stop?"

"Um no reason, I just ...no reason." He continue to lift the dress up. "You look beauti-" he stopped himself and gently put her arms through the sleeve of the dress. He walked behind her and slowly zipped it up. He walked over to her massive shoe closet and picked out the shortest pair of heels. He bent down and placed them on her feet. "There you go."

She gave him a shy smile and thanked him. "Could you brush my hair and place a little bit of blush on my face?"

"You want me to do you hair and makeup for too?"

"You did it when we were in college..." She remembered him giving her baths which usually led to more.

He smiled at the memory. "This doesn't leave this room!" He warned and grabbed a brush.

He brushed her hair and looked intently at her neck. Mellie was curious about something so she decided there would be no harm in asking. "Fitz, can I ask you something and do you promise to be honest."

He nodded his head yes and she could tell from the reflection on the mirror.

"If things were to get physical between us... Would that be enough or would you want more?" She asked because as much as she didn't want to get into a relationship with the one men who had the power to make her doubt everything she knew and not in a good way either, she really wanted to feel his strong body on top of hers. She really wanted to have him inside of her and the urge was going to damn near kill her soon.

Fitz pulled her hair behind her ear. "You think I'm over here brushing your hair for meaningless sex?"

She looked up at the mirror. "Are you?"

"No. God Mellie we have kids together, we have history and a huge portion of it is shitty but a big part isn't and if we..."

"What if I said I wasn't interested in anything meaningful?"

"What are you saying?" He knew what she was saying but he needed to hear it from her.

She turned around and captured his mouth. She let go on his lips and took a deep breath. "I want this."

He smiled and brought his lips to her. He bit down gently on her bottom lip and slid his tongue in the cavern of her mouth. He let go only when they both needed air.

"Fitz, I mean. I want this" she pointed between them, "but only the physical part of it. I don't want to be caught up in this again with you. If you're okay with it, then we can..." She ran her hands up his chest and took one of his ear and slowly bit down.

He wanted to tell her that he would never just want sex from her but right now all he could think about was her hot mouth on his neck. He pushed her away from him and looked her in the eyes.

"Aren't you going to be late for you dinner?"

She looked at the clock. "Oh shit, yeah! I have to go." She stood to leave and then turned around. "When you decide you know where to find me."