So Im not sure how you will feel about this. Hope you enjoy it.
For another 4 days things went more or less as they had the day before. Olivia would head over there by herself first. Sometimes Cyrus would join her, sometimes not. She would watch his heart breaking learning of the fate of his wife, he would yell or cry, make a comment about her and/or Edison and she would leave.
She would come back not too long after with all three of his children and he would be overwhelmed meeting his new son. Then the physiotherapist would come and she would stick around until he was exhausted, then she would let him sleep.
Then they would all come back later in the night to play board games or card games and have some food and she said goodbye with a kiss on his forehead.
However, just as he had gotten annoyed about the pervy physiotherapist, each day there was something that would adjust the way Olivia handled things the next day.
After the pervy physiotherapist she would wear much more loose fitting clothes, usually track pants and one of Fitz' old shirts because she didn't have a whole lot of loose clothes. She would try to avoid bending over or anything remotely flirtatious or revealing. And it seemed to work. He didn't mention it again.
The next day he had asked if they had found who had shot him and Mellie and Olivia had been honest with him about Sally and Billy. He was livid, trying to get out of his bed and wring Sally's neck himself. Trying to go back to work. The next time he asked, she lied.
A couple of days later she stayed a little longer after physio and he thanked her for the support she had given him and his children. He told her she makes a beautiful mother. While this warmed her heart, it also made her guilty. She wasn't trying to replace Mellie, she was just trying to be there for his children who he loved and had come to love herself. For days she kept thinking about what he had said and feeling terrible about it.
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Day five of not remembering felt a little different to Olivia. She had told him the horrible news and although he made a snarky remark about her and Edison, he quickly took it back and asked her to hold his hand, which she did. The whole day he didn't want her to leave his side, he would touch any part that was close enough to him whether it be her hand, her elbow, her back or her face.
He was doing well at physio. He could stand unsupported, take a fair few steps unsupported, and a few more with some help, so he had made the nurses remove his catheter. After his physio that day he said
"I would really love a shower right now." Having been the first time he had requested a shower since he woke up, she was surprised.
"Ok, how about I grab your things from the residents and maybe later we can ask the nurses." She said and he seemed content with that.
So when they returned later for dinner and board games she brought his toiletries bag with her. Cyrus was there in attendance that night. He was a sore looser, loosing trivial pursuit to Karen, but redeemed himself with some snap.
Fitz had asked Liv to sit next to him that night and she obliged. He didn't really play games much that night and held Teddy every opportunity he had.
At about 7pm Karen and Jerry were packing up the games when Olivia gave Fitz his farewell kiss. He grabbed her arm and pulled her down slightly so he could whisper in her ear "What about my shower" she shivered as his words were filled with seduction.
"Cyrus, do you think you could take Teddy back with you for an hour?" she asked.
"Sure" he said not really questioning why. So they all left leaving Fitz and Olivia alone.
"I am just going to go check with the nurse that it is ok for you to have a shower" she smiled and turned around to leave.
"Livvie. If you ask the nurses, one of them will come and do it. Cant we just have this as our little secret?" he winked at her. She huffed and walked out, returning with about 6 towels.
"I knew you would see it my way, you got plenty of towels for the both of us."He said.
"I got all these towels so you don't slip in the bathroom." But smiled at his insinuation.
Ok, maybe 6 was too many. She put two down on the ground in the bathroom, but the shower already had a slip free mat. She put the plastic chair in the shower so Fitz could sit down if he needed to. She set up all his toiletries within sight and reach of the shower and returned to Fitz, who was trying to get out of bed himself.
"Hold your horses" she said as she ran over to bring the bed a little lower so he could just stand up from the side. He grabbed her hand for support as he did so and wrapped his arm around her neck. His hand gently brushed over her nipple when he did this and he felt her tense up and heard her inhale quickly. She looked up to see him giving her one of his award winning smiles. "You behave Mr." she scolded.
"Your no fun" he said with a big pout.
She helped him to the bathroom relatively easily. He stood holding the handrail in the shower as she took off his gown. It was the kind that ties up on one side. The bottom knot was particularly difficult and she squatted to get closer to it. Fitz couldn't help but be turned on as he looked down at her.
Eventually she released the knot and took off his gown to find his semi erect penis between them. "Fitz" she said in a stern warning voice. He couldn't help but just smile.
"Looks like you might need a cold shower" she said reaching for the taps. He chuckled and turned around to face the water. He adjusted it to a good temperature and then turned around again.
"Why am I the only one that is naked?" he asked.
"Because you are the only one that wants a shower" she said handing him a loofah and bodywash.
He grabbed both her wrists and pulled her towards him. Even though he was not as strong as he used to be, he was still stronger than her and had surprised her. The whole front of her was saturated by the shower. She made a surprised face as her face went under the water and quickly stepped back.
"Fitz. Now I am soaked." She said annoyed.
"I know. That was the point" he said smiling. "Come here" he said as he sat down in the chair. He grabbed her hand and brought her closer to him when she didn't move. Fitz' back was under the stream as he placed his hands under the front of her very wet shirt.
"Is this my shirt?" he asked curiously.
"Yes" she said simply.
"Where did you get it?" he asked.
"Your wardrobe." She said not sure of how to explain any further. Good thing he seemed to let it go as he pushed the shirt over her head revealing her black lace bra. He moaned at the site. He placed kisses all over her tummy. He then began pulling down her track pants, she stepped out of them.
She was standing there before him in her matching black lace set. He began kissing her stomach again as he reached behind her for her bra but she grabbed his hands.
"Fitz" was all she said as she looked down at him. He saw sadness and desire in her eyes.
"I just want to feel your skin against mine Livvie. Please." He pleaded like a starving man deprived of his food.
"The panties are staying on!" she exclaimed as a compromise. He nodded and returned to his task of undoing her bra. Once it was discarded he used her shoulders to pull up into the standing position and wrapped his arms around her once he was standing.
He took a couple of steps back, still holding her, and moving the chair back as he went. They were both standing under the stream, just holding each other. She slowly pulled away and grabbed the loofah and his bodywash. She began washing him with the loofah, careful not to spend any more time than necessary on his penis. He kept a hand on her the whole time. When she had finished, he returned the favour. Then she pushed him into the chair and grabbed his shampoo and began lathering his hair. He seemed to enjoy this thoroughly and she could hear him moaning.
When she finished washing his hair she hear him say "Livvie, It is only fair I return the favour." And if his tone wasn't enough to convince her, he brought her around to stand in front of him by her wrist and brushed his lips over hers momentarily. With no protest, he motioned her to the chair and grabbed his shampoo. The massage he gave almost sent her to sleep.
She stood up when she thought he had finished but he slipped in behind her and pulled her to his lap. She felt him underneath the flimsy lace that was her underwear and became quite nervous. She knew what he wanted, and only had selfish reasons for denying him. She could remember every single time that they had been together. Every single time. Never had either of them been inebriated to the extent that they didn't remember the next day. And while she didn't know if Fitz could say he remembered every single time, she hoped he did, and if he wasn't going to remember it, she didn't want to do it. No matter how much he said he wanted her, no matter how much she wanted him, because she desperately did.
He could feel her tense up and noticed her avoiding his gaze.
"Livvie. Look at me." He said. She hesitated, but eventually met his eyes.
"I get it Liv. We don't have to. I just cant help how my body reacts to you." He said with a charming smile.
She doubted he understood exactly what she was thinking, but she appreciated the sentiment. She smiled at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He leaned in and rested his forehead on hers. They shared a brief kiss before Olivia stood up and turned the shower off.
She went to retrieve a towel for them both. "Fitz, what am I supposed to wear?" she asked annoyed. "Nothing if I had my way" he said cheekily.
She helped do up his gown and helped him back to his bed. She was wearing only a towel when Fitz shouted "TOM!"
Olivia looked at him like he was crazy and sat down to look as modest as possible while wearing a dress. Even though Tom had seen her in all sorts of situations, even some where she had less on than right now, she didn't know that at the time.
"Yes Sir" he said avoiding Olivia, understanding her embarrassment.
"Tom. Can you please go to Ms Pope's apartment and get her some clothes" he said. Tom at this point looked over at Olivia, both knowing that only her non-essentials remained at her apartment. She gave him a quick nod.
"And please stop by the White House to pick up some clothes for me. I would really like to change out of this gown."
"Yes Sir." He responded and walked out.
As soon as the door closed, she stood up "Fitz, I am wearing panties and a towel, you could have warned me before you called Tom in here." She said heading to the bathroom to get a towel to dry her hair. She returned from the bathroom with her hair in a towel wrap.
"Come here." He said to her patting the bed next to him.
She walked over and stood next to the bed, not quite satisfying his request. "Tom wont be back for an hour. Let me hold you." She got up in the bed forgiving him.
"He wont be gone that long" she said.
"What. Why not?" he questioned.
She cleared her throat. "Because all my clothes are not at my apartment."
"Well where are they?" He said hoping to god they were not at Edisons.
"They are at the White House" she said more quietly than her normal voice. He moved his head away so he could turn his head to face her.
"What?" he questioned.
"I kinda moved in a week or so after everything happened. It was just easier with Jerry and Karen and it was closer to the hospital." She said timidly.
He didn't say anything. He just let the thought overtake his mind, everything he had wanted and he was missing it. Before he knew it, she had fallen asleep in his arms. He was sure to cover her up in the event anyone came in.
When Tom arrived she was still asleep. Tom placed their things on a chair and left without a word.
Not wanting to ruin it, but Fitz thought he should wake her up. He rubbed her back and whispered her name in her ear hoping to stir her. It worked. She woke up with his scent filling her nostrils. She smiled at the sensation.
"Livvie, as much as I would like you to stay, I don't think you would be very comfortable." He said kissing her forehead before she moved.
She got up slowly and dressed herself and organized the bag Tom had brought of Fitz' things. When she had procrastinated leaving enough, the guilt of leaving Teddy at Cyrus' and the desire to get back to Karen and Jerry to say goodnight influenced her to finally say goodbye. For the first time since he woke up she was able to give him a proper goodnight kiss.
She left that night with a smile that lasted only till the car. The sad truth of the matter hitting her hard. He wouldn't remember any of it tomorrow. She held Teddy a little tighter as she picked him up at Cyrus'.
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The next morning she woke up, once again with Fitz' scent inhibiting her senses. His shampoo and bodywash lingered on her hair and body. The sad realization that she was alone washing over her before she had even opened her eyes. Opening her eyes did little to quell the sad feeling.
She started her day like the other 5 before, and the outcome was as the majority of those that came before. He remembered nothing, she had to break the sad news and introduce him to his brand new son.
Most of the day she was distracted by the memories of the night before, being in his arms, feeling his lips on hers, his body against hers. Everyone could see that Olivia was off, distant, distracted. Even Karen.
Nobody questioned her, understanding that she was probably very stressed and drained.
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Olivia woke the next morning with a bad feeling. She couldn't place it but it was there. She checked on all the children to make sure nothing was wrong before starting what had become her daily routine.
When she entered Fitz' room he didn't make eye contact, not unusual. She was careful not to hold his hand, or get too close. He made no Edison comment, but wept for much longer than previously at the news of his dead wife. She let him be.
When she returned with Karen, Jerry and Teddy, his mood didn't improve. He was just as happy to see them as he always was, but would not touch Teddy. They stayed not longer than half and hour before departing. He allowed her to stay for his physio, but as he was just working on stamina there was really no need for her to.
For dinner and games they did return, but Karen and Jerry could tell he wasn't interested and in turn were less interested. She had dropped Teddy with Ella before she came, aware of his bad mood. She was a bit annoyed at his behavior by this point and sent the kids home earlier after barely a word was shared between them.
When they left she turned to face him. "Fitz. What's going on in that head of yours?" he just huffed and shook his head.
"What Fitz? Talk to me!" she walked up to the side of his bed and placed her hand on his.
He pulled away straight away and said "Don't touch me." She put her hands by her side.
"Fitz. Please talk to me." She pleaded. Seeing him this upset was making her sad and his reaction to her was scaring her.
"Don't you get it? I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU! I WANT MY WIFE. YOU ARE NOT MY WIFE. I WANT MY WIFE! WHERE IS MY WIFE!" he yelled.
"Fitz. Im so sorry. She was shot, and her gunshot wounds were too severe, she didn't make it." She said trying to help him understand.
"I WANT MY WIFE! WHERE IS MY WIFE? I WANT MY WIFE!" he continued.
She stepped back and yelled "TOM" who followed moments later.
"Can you please get the nurse" she yelled over Fitz.
The nurse returned with a doctor and they tried to get him to calm down but he was becoming more hysterical, not less. The doctor made the decision to sedate him for his own good. They had removed all his IV lines so they had to inject a needle. The doctor asked the secret service to help out while they did so to avoid injury.
Olivia stood on his left hand side and grabbed his hand, while Tom and David held his right. As they injected the sedative his left hand flung out of Olivia's grip and his fist hit her in the face. She fell back clutching her right eye crying. Fitz shortly after settled into what looked like sleep.
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