All the continued Jake hate is noted, but all I can say is, I am a journey writer, not a destination writer, and I hope you stick around for the ride.
When Jake had disappeared from sight she turned to Fitz and she grabbed his hand. The trip to the hospital was about 20 minutes. They arrived on the top of the hospital and Olivia got out first, holding the little girl, Fitz with the assistance of some nurses and doctors. Once again the doctors tried to take the little girl but she continued to cling to her. Olivia told them it was fine and followed them to a room next to Fitz. But quickly they were lead back into Fitz room.
"I don't want either of you out of my sight." He said weakly before Olivia could ask.
"Ma'am we need to examine her." A nurse said to Olivia.
"She doesn't want to let me go, she is scared."
"Can you just turn her around then." The nurse asked. Olivia whispered to the girl in Swahili that the doctors needed to make sure she was ok, but that she wouldn't be taken away. She let go of Olivia's neck and Olivia turned her around to sit on her lap.
"She isn't wet at all, which means she should be ok if we change her clothes and put her in bed." And the nurse got to work and Olivia lay next to the little girl in the bed.
"Sir, it looks like you have broken your arm, and you have a deep gash to the side of your head. We need to take you for an X-ray." A doctor with a thick accent spoke.
Olivia looked over at Fitz who was squinting as the doctor examined his arm. His clothes had been cut off and he was now in a hospital gown covered in blankets. And moments later he was wheeled out of the room.
Olivia lay next to the little girl who had returned to clinging onto her. She began singing a lullaby she had learnt when she had done volunteer work over here. The little girl fell asleep before Fitz returned, but she was still singing when he returned. She stopped upon his arrival.
The doctors connected him to machines and things, and gave him medication before vacating the room.
"I have never heard you sing before." He said and she looked over at him with a smile.
"Please continue." He said. She looked down at the little girl and stroked her hair and sung the lullaby. The next time she looked up Fitz was asleep and she could hear his snores fill the room.
Not long after Quinn ran/hobbled into the room on crutches. She was about to speak when Olivia hushed her quietly. She looked over at Olivia, realised it was her and moved towards her.
"Is he ok?" She asked genuinely concerned.
"Gash to the head, broken arm, hypothermia, dehydration, but he will be ok." She whispered. "Are you ok?" Olivia asked looking at her crutches.
"I fractured a bone in my foot, but otherwise fine. Why did Fitz have to go and be the hero." She said shaking her head.
"What do you mean?" Olivia asked.
"He went back to save her." Quinn said motion for the little girl next to her. Olivia stroked her hair. "Also, President Langston has said she will send Air Force 1 to bring him back whenever he is ready." Quinn said.
Olivia's head shot up. Shit, she had momentarily forgot that he used to be President, and that the news would be everywhere about what had happened and that her father would know that he had found her.
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When Fitz woke up he turned to look for Olivia and the girl but they were no longer in the bed. He sat up in bed, feeling a shot of pain run through his, now plasterd, arm.
"Fitz, they have just gone to see about some food." Quinn said from a couch next to Fitz' bed. Fitz lay back down on his bed.
"Thanks. Are you ok?" He asked.
"What the hell were you thinking go back, you could have been killed." She said without telling him of her wellbeing.
"But I didn't, and she would have died if I didn't."
Just then Olivia walked back in the room with the girl.
"Your awake. Feeling better?" she asked walking up next to him. He moved his good arm, which was closes to her, to touch the little girl she was holding.
"Do we know anything more about her?" he said rubbing her arm. Suddenly, the little girl let go of Olivia and reached her arms out for him. He smiled and Olivia leaned down so she could hold him.
"No, no one has found her parents, someone came and took a photo of her, see if they can identify her." She said moving to sit on the other bed facing him.
"Liv, whoever she was with on that plane is dead. I think her neck must have snapped on impact. She was sitting on her lap though just crying when I found her."
Olivia's eyes grew sad. "Well maybe she has an Aunty or Uncle somewhere. She seems to respond to Swahili. She hasn't said anything yet, but hopefully with time she might let us know her name."
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The next day Fitz and the little girl were discharged from hospital, but as Olivia sat with her and Fitz as they were getting ready to go she looked up at Fitz.
"What happens now?" She asked. He shrugged.
"I can't go back to America until I know she is safe." Fitz said motioning for her to bring the little girl to him. She did and she went to him gladly.
"How do you ask what is your name?" Fitz asked Olivia. She told him and he asked her, gently caressing her face with his good hand.
"Zuri." She responded quietly. Fitz and Olivia looked at each other. Olivia sat down next to Fitz.
"Is that your name, Zuri?" Olivia asked in swahili. The little girl nodded.
"Her name is Zuri." Olivia said to Fitz.
"Hi Zuri." Fitz said.
"Jambo Zuri." Olivia said (Hello Zuri). The little girl smiled at them both.
"Liv." Quinn ran into the room. "I have information on the girl, her name is Zuri." Fitz and Olivia laughed.
"Yeah, we just figured that out."
"Her neighbors recognised her, they are coming in in an hour or so."
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An hour later, on schedule, an elderly couple walked into the hospital. They took Zuri to see them before Olivia spoke to them alone as they only spoke Swahili. They told Olivia that Zuri's mother had quite a hard life, she moved next to them when she was still pregnant with Zuri, the woman even helped deliver Zuri and had babysat her on a number of occasions. She had been raped when working at a clothing factory she worked at and moved to Zanzibar to work at a hotel. She was flying to Abu Dhabi because she had applied for a job there. But she had no family that they knew of. They said they wished they could take Zuri, but they were far too old and had many children and grandchildren of their own. She thanked them for their time and went out to meet Fitz and Quinn and relayed to them what she now knew.
She did get a last name though and hoped that might help in someone coming forward.
"I don't want to just leave her." Fitz said as she sat on his lap. He stroked her hair.
"You could adopt her." Quinn suggested. They both looked at her. "I mean, it isn't like you cant financially support her or don't have the time to dedicate to her."
"She doesn't speak English." Olivia pointed out. "And he needs to leave on Air Force One today, he can't just deny the offer from President Langston."
"She could stay with you until everything is arranged. Maybe you could teach her some English too." Quinn suggested. She knew she was probably overstepping it but she didn't much care right in this second.
They both sat there thinking for a few minutes.
"Ok." They said at the same time, turning to give each other a smile at the fact that they were in sync.
"I'll make the necessary arrangements." Quinn said, channeling her inner gladiator.
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