On her way home that evening Olivia stopped by the pharmacy to find the morning after pill but they were all out. She'd stopped taking birth control during the year she'd broken up with Fitz and last night was no different. She tried stopping by the pharmacy in the morning to get the plan b pill but it was too packed and she had to get to O.P.A. early so against her better judgement she decided to wait till the evening. She was just in time to catch the pharmacy before it closed. She walked the aisle looking for the pill but when she realized that she definitely wouldn't be able to find it, she asked one of the pharmacist.
"I'm sorry Ma'am we're all out, we sold the last one about an hour ago, we should get more stock midday tomorrow when the truck comes in."
"Uh… thanks."
She walked out the store and began searching her phone for a nearby pharmacy to see if they had it. Unfortunately, they were 3 miles away and closed in 5 minutes.
"Shit!" she cursed.
She decided to just get it first thing in the morning, it was effective up to three days after and she knew she just had to take her chances.
She went home and headed straight for the shower. She made sure the water was as hot as she could take it. The day was a disaster. Fitz was annoyed at her for her dumb plan, a girl committed suicide so she couldn't really rejoice averting the tape disaster. She couldn't believe that less than 24 hours ago, Fitz was lying in the tub with her, she replayed the night over and over in her head, every time he kissed her or touched her or made her scream. She could feel the goosebumps rise all over her body. She closed her eyes and touched herself to thoughts of him and when she came, she was so tired from her lack of sleep the night earlier, she fell asleep in the tub.
She woke up in the middle of the night and realized she was still in the tub and got out and quickly went to bed. The next morning she woke up a little later than usual and ran to the bathroom for a quick shower, the heater was on full blast and she needed to cool off. Once she finished showering and curling her hair, she ran to her closet to get dressed. It was a cold January day and she needed to dress warmly. She picked out black skinny pants from Theory with the matching long v-neck blazer and a white Armani silk cami underneath. She paired it with black suede pointed ankle boots and a cream Max Mara waterfall coat. She threw her Saint Laurent bag over her shoulder and headed to the pharmacy. She had to go to the pharmacy that was further from her house, since the one down the street from her wouldn't have the pill until afternoon. She jumped in a cab, the traffic was terrible it took her over an hour to get there and back but once she got back to her apartment, she dropped her bag and coat and headed to the bathroom.
She stood in the bathroom for about 20 minutes, staring at the box on her bathroom vanity. She wasn't exactly sure why she was so nervous to actually take the pill. She gave herself an awkward pep talk into taking the pill and as soon as she was about to open the box, her phone rang. She looked at the caller id and realized it was Abby.
"Abby, I'm a little busy right now."
"Liv where the hell are you, the office is filled with military guys, get down here now, they are demanding to talk to you," Abby yelled through the phone.
"What? What kind of military guys?"
"They won't talk to us, all they have said since they got here is that they need to speak with you."
"Okay, okay, I'm coming right now."
She hung up.
"Shit!" she cursed as she ran to the living room and grabbed her coat and bag and headed out.
She didn't get home until after 9 in the night, the entire day was so crazy she barely got to have lunch. On her way home she realized she was being completely and ridiculously stupid for hesitating to take the pill and the minute she walked through the door she ran to the bathroom and took the pill immediately. She was starving so she went to the kitchen to try to cook the same meal Fitz made for her a couple of nights earlier but failed miserably, she burned the pancakes and over cooked the eggs, the only thing that she could really eat was the bacon. She showered and made herself wine and popcorn and sat on the couch to watch tv. She was halfway into dozing off when she heard a knock on her door and immediately she jumped up in excitement and practically ran over to the door. She looked through the peephole and saw Fitz.
She opened the door slightly and poke her head out.
"Can I help you sir?" she asked coyly.
"Let me in."
She opened the door and let him in, she walked over to the couch and he followed.
Fitz decided to cut the small talk and get straight to the point.
"So… are you going to tell me exactly what you were thinking when you came up with that terrible plan?"
"First of all, it's not like I sat and concocted that plan. Mellie pulled me in the office and we were just brainstorming I guess and she just picked out what she liked and called it my brilliant plan, I never actually thought that getting her pregnant would be a good idea."
He fell over and laid his head in her lap.
"Good."
She ran her fingers through his hair.
"But I think you were a little harsh on Mellie and by a little I mean you were brutal."
Fitz sighed.
"I told her the truth and honestly I think you are more affected by what I said to her than she is."
"What if she is just puts up a front, maybe she really does feel bad."
"Has it ever occurred to you that she's not that deep."
Olivia chuckled.
"Just be nicer, okay."
"Wait, why does it smell like burnt food," he asked.
"I might have tried to cook, it burned all of it."
Fitz laughed uncontrollably.
"Oh shit Liv, I gotta go take a leak, that was hilarious."
She punched him lightly in the stomach before he got up.
"It really wasn't that funny," she scolded.
He got up and jogged lightly to the bathroom.
"Hey, you better not leave the seat up or I will gut you," she yelled loudly so he could hear.
He was in the bathroom when he heard her.
"Now I'm going to leave it up on purpose," he called back.
He washed his hands and dried them with a paper towel and then opened the bin to discard of the trash and saw the plan b box staring at him. He took it out of the trash and walked back to the living room.
"What is this?" he asked as he held it up so she could see.
She jumped up.
"How did you find that? Did you go through my trash?"
"I did not go through your trash."
She folded her arms and huffed.
"Start talking Olivia," he ordered.
"I don't have anything to say."
"Olivia please."
She softened her stance.
"I wasn't on birth control so I took the morning after pill."
"Why weren't you on birth control?"
"I stopped taking it a little after I resigned because I wasn't having sex with anyone. Obviously I didn't expect to have sex with you the other night or else I would have had a condom handy."
Fitz rolled his eye at her condom remark.
"Okay but why didn't you tell me that?"
"I don't know Fitz, after I heard 'I'm sorry' I'm pretty sure I went blind. I didn't really have time to think about contraceptives even though that would've been a good idea."
Fitz chuckled.
"Damn it, I would have loved to get you pregnant, I could sue you for child support and ruin all your future relationships. I'd be the baby daddy from hell."
She laughed.
"Alright baby daddy."
"Okay so you have to call me that from now on alright."
"I'm not calling you that."
"Fine," he uttered resembling a spoiled child. He threw the box out and rejoined her on the couch. They bantered back and forth until Olivia drifted to sleep. Fitz picked her up, brought her to her bedroom, tucked her in and kissed her forehead and then he left.
When he got back to the white house, he checked in on Karen before he headed to his room to shower. He couldn't stop thinking about what would have happened if Olivia actually got pregnant. He never shared with her, his desire of wanting children with her, he didn't want to scare her off and he also married, trying to get her pregnant while he was married was moronic. He wanted another child, he wanted more than a child, he wanted children, just not with Mellie. If Olivia was ever going to take him seriously he knew he had to get his divorce in order, he been trying for months but every time he brought it up, Mellie shut it down. He was going to have to try a different approach if he wanted to get results. He'd been going through his pre-nup to see if there were any loopholes he could use to his advantage. The terms were less than favorable towards Mellie and she knew that, which is why she was adamant about not getting a divorce. He made a mental note to call his lawyer and Sanders Black in the morning, if he was really going to get out of is marriage, he was going to have to get creative because Mellie was nothing if not a fighter. In fact, that was probably the only thing about her he admired.
The next morning, he called his lawyer as soon as he got to the oval and began working with him to draft up the paperwork and once he was done with that, he scheduled a private meeting with Sanders Black and got to work.
It took him 4 weeks to gather everything he needed to properly confront Mellie. He'd gone through every detail of the files of dirt he had on her, he'd gone through the prenup and divorce papers in incredible detail. The only way he was going to get her to agree to this was if he had her backed in a corner. That night, he waited for her on the couch in the bedroom, with the divorce paper and a pen in one hand and the dirt Sanders Black found on her in the other hand. She walked in with her usual faux cheerful disposition, she proceeded to tell him about her day knowing he didn't care one bit but that had become their routine. Fitz stopped her in the middle of her speech.
"Mellie I have the divorce papers right here, I'm really gonna need you to sign them."
He could tell she was caught off guard, he'd brought up the divorce many time but never actually got the paperwork together.
"I'm not sure what's going on but I'm not signing anything."
"Mellie I don't want to fight, let's do this amicably. I don't want to be married to you anymore, I'm sure you can't stand me either and you know what, I don't blame you so let's just end it."
Mellie folded her arms.
"I'm not signing anything."
"Yes you are."
"You want to get rid of me so you can be with Olivia. What kind of man leaves his wife for his mistress," she bellowed.
"She is not my mistress, she is the smartest, most beautiful, loving, caring, sassy and funniest woman to ever walk this earth. You wouldn't know anything about those qualities, would you?"
At this point Fitz was just saying things to annoy Mellie.
"You will not leave me for Olivia," Mellie said through clenched teeth.
"I want more children, I want an actual loving marriage not one where I'm cheating on my wife and she's okay with it. You deserve better and I want to be with someone I love and that person is Olivia. Just sign these Mellie. I'm tired of the back and forth."
Mellie was becoming fraught.
"Please the only reason you interested in Olivia is because she's young and hot and will fuck you whenever you want. Although I'm wondering just what kind of jewels Olivia's got in between her legs that has you so whipped."
"Diamonds," Fitz interjected.
Mellie shrieked.
"Oh my god! Can you just take me seriously for one second," she half begged.
Fitz stood up and walked over to her.
"I think I've been more than generous with the settlement, it's a good deal Mellie. Take it because I'm serious about this," he spoke a little softer in hopes of getting her to finally agree with him.
"So you're really serious about it this time huh?" she asked.
"I am."
"And you really love her?"
"I do."
Mellie smiled.
"Then it gives me no greater pleasure than to tell you this."
"Tell me what?" he asked confused.
"In the ending weeks of the campaign, when it seems like the race was going to be too close for our comfort, we went ahead and took preventive measures that I don't think you will approve of."
Fitz sighed.
"What are you talking about?"
"Hollis, Verna, Cyrus, Gerry and myself got together and rigged the election in your favor."
Mellie paused and pretended to try to remember something. The look on Fitz's face cause a wide grin to spread across her face because she knew it was about to get worse for him.
"Wait… did I forget to mention that Olivia was in on it too."
"That's not true."
"It absolutely is true. Why don't you go ask her and see how tongue-tied she gets," Mellie said glibly.
"She wouldn't do that," Fitz said barely above a whisper.
FItz hadn't visited Olivia in the last few weeks and she was happy because she wasn't exactly sure what to do when she saw him. She was pregnant and she wasn't sure how to pass the information on to him. She had a feeling of doubt for weeks after she took the morning after pill but she wasn't sure that she was pregnant until she waited for her period for almost two weeks and it never came. It was the longest two weeks of her life. She took the pregnancy test a week ago, if she was being honest with herself, she'd known for weeks before, she just didn't want to admit it.
During that week of actually accepting the fact that she was pregnant, she tried going over her options. She knew that she couldn't actually keep the baby, he was still married and not only that, he was the president and she could imagine the huge love child scandal that would blow up in their faces if she actually carried the pregnancy to term. She could have an abortion but somehow it felt wrong to her, she was absolutely pro choice and probably would have aborted the baby already if it wasn't Fitz's baby and on top of that she knew that if she did it and he found out, he would be pissed. The third choice was adoption but she didn't give it a second thought because it made no sense to her. She knew she needed to go to the doctor just to figure out what was going on with her body. She was 6 weeks pregnant and some of the symptoms of pregnancy started to appear. The nausea, fatigue, swollen breast and worst of all the vomiting, which had only began in the last few days but seemed to be the bane of her existence.
She needed someone to talk to. Abby was her best friend but she had no clue about her and Fitz's relationship and she didn't want to tell her. She wasn't sure how Fitz would react and she wasn't at all prepared for a negative reaction from him, so she didn't want to tell him and Cyrus would just tell her to have an abortion, that she was sure off.
Another week had passed. She found it odd that Fitz still hadn't come to visit her. She told him every chance she got not to come and see her because it was too risky but he never really listened. It was now over a month since she last saw him, the last time he left they were on good terms, they hadn't slept together since that one night but they would talk or Fitz would cook her something and they would hang out for a while or until she fell asleep.
Abby come over that Sunday evening to cook her usual dinner. She knew if she left it up to Olivia, she would eat only junk food so she tried to come over and cook for her as often as she could. Olivia fell asleep while Abby cooked up a storm. When Abby finished, she plated the food and brought it over to Olivia on the couch. She was still fast asleep, Abby noticed that Olivia was a little more lethargic than usual but things at O.P.A. had been crazy so she just assumed that was the reason. She placed the food and wine on the coffee table in front of them.
"Wake up, lazy," Abby called out as she nudged her shoulder.
She shuffled in her sleep.
"What?" she asked sleepily.
"Dinner's ready, get up hoe. I have old episodes of sex and the city ready to be watched."
Olivia sat up.
"This looks really good Abby."
"Thank you." Abby smiled.
Olivia picked up the plate and was about to start eating but then she brought it up to her nose and sniffed it. She gagged at the smell of the celery on her plate and ran to the bathroom to vomit. Abby followed her and found her kneeling by the toilet heaving.
"You're pregnant aren't you?"
"No I'm not."
Before Abby could reply, Olivia threw up again.
"Olivia I'm not an idiot, you're pregnant."
Olivia didn't respond, she just flushed the toilet and rinsed out her mouth.
"Just because you see me throw up once doesn't mean I'm pregnant."
Olivia walked back to the living room, Abby walked in front of her and took the plate of food to the kitchen before she could smell it again.
"Liv, I know you're pregnant for the last couple weeks you're tired all the time, you don't drink wine when we hang, which is usually the first thing you gulp down and you just barfed because you smelled celery, you used to like celery. You are pregnant."
"Okay fine, I'm pregnant," Olivia admitted.
Abby gasped and covered her mouth.
"Oh my god, really?"
"Yea."
"How far along are you?"
"7 weeks."
"I didn't know you were seeing anyone. Who's the father?"
"Not gonna tell you." Olivia chuckled humorlessly.
"Why not?" Abby asked.
"Because I'm just a little confused right now, I need to figure some things out first."
"So what's going on? Are you keeping it or not keeping it?"
"I have no idea."
"Did you tell the father?"
"No yet."
"Why not?"
"He's not exactly in a position to father a child with me at the moment."
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing I just need to figure out what I'm going to do before I even think about telling anyone."
Abby sighed.
"Well if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you 100%."
"Thank you Abby."
Abby rolled her eyes.
"Oh my god Liv, just tell me how you feel are you excited or you sad. Spill it!"
Olivia smiled shyly.
"I don't know, I'm excited but also terrified and oddly, a little scared," she admitted.
"That's normal, when I got pregnant for Charles I was terrified, I had to abort that baby so fast. I couldn't imagine having a baby for that monster, I could barely protect myself, there was no way I was going to be able to protect the baby."
"Did you ever regret having an abortion?"
"Sometimes I get curious and wonder what the baby would've been like but I don't think I've ever regretted it. Charles would've been a terrible father."
"He would have., Olivia agreed.
"So are you going to be okay, I think I'm going to head out being that you totally didn't eat my food."
"Yea I'll be fine, I'm just gonna go back to sleep."
Abby shrugged.
"Aww Fuck it. I'm gonna hang here with you tonight babymomma," she said as she made herself comfortable on the couch.
It took Fitz about a week to get over his initial shock and heartbreak to be able to even think clearly. He'd barely spoken to Cyrus, completely ignored Mellie and Olivia. He certainly didn't want to react without getting every facet of the truth and he definitely wasn't going to take Mellie's word for it. He knew she wouldn't lie about something that big but he also knew she would twist it out of context if she felt that would hurt him more. He watched as Mellie skipped around the white house carelessly, thinking she was in the clear, no one was. Firstly, he had to deal with Verna. After Sanders did some digging he found out she had lung cancer and was trying to hide it. He hired a second private investigator to stalk her and snap photos of her during her chemotherapy and then released them anonymously to the press. Within a few days, half of the country was calling for her to step down so she could properly heal and when she came to the white house to formally tell him she was stepping down, he wished her and long and speedy recovery and then he had the guards escort her off the premises. Next on his list was Hollis. He wasn't a fan of contract killers but he also wasn't a fan of being made a fool of so he had Tom hire some of his ex-marine pals to abduct Hollis, bring him to the middle of nowhere and beat him until he couldn't move and then they left him there.
Cyrus was next. He knew that the only thing Cyrus cared about was power, you take away his power and he would undo himself. It took him a few days to be able to actually control himself enough to sit with Cyrus and behave in a civil manner. One night after a long day and a late night of meetings, he called him into his office for a chat.
Fitz sat at his desk in silence. His time in the navy had really changed him, it made him tougher physically and mentally but it also made him more violent and aggressive. He was laid back by nature, always calm and placid but when he joined black ops they changed that about him. They trained him to be hostile and warlike. He was a specialized fighter pilot, best they ever had. That was the reason, they scouted him in the first place but when they saw his talent, they decided to train him in other areas as well. They trained him to master hand to hand combat and weaponry skills as well as sharpshooting to aid with his precision when attacking a target from an aircraft. He learn military tactic because one general in particular, General Hide; the head of the black ops subdivision treated him as a son, he allowed him to sit in security meetings and often times allowed him to give his opinion or suggest a solution to a crisis or plight. He trained Fitz harder than the other Black ops members and over time help him rise in rank in the few years he was in the military. He left the military shortly after General Hide passed and had been working on his temperament ever since, finding ways to calm himself when he knew that there was a possibility of him flying off the handle because once he was lost it, he saw red."
Cyrus knocked the door and walked in without waiting for a reply.
"You wanted to see me sir?"
"Have a seat. We need to talk," Fitz said without looking up.
He signed a couple of documents and then made his way over to the couch opposite to Cyrus.
"I know that you along with Mellie, Verna, Hollis, Gerry and Olivia got together and rigged the election. Start from the beginning and tell me what happened."
Cyrus got a little tongue-tied.
"Sir - I - I …"
"Calm down and speak coherently," Fitz commanded calmly.
Fitz got up and poured himself a glass of scotch and then went to sit down.
"Who's idea was it?"
"Gerry and Hollis came up with the idea."
"How did you actually pull that off? I'm curious."
Cyrus was a little confused by Fitz's demeanor, he expected him to be angry but he was oddly calm.
"Hollis paid a tech guy to manipulate the voting machine software in Ohio."
Fitz raised his eyebrow in skepticism.
"And how exactly did you manage to pull that off?"
"They switched out the chips in the voting machines and programmed it so that no matter what people voted, the outcome would be in your favor."
Fitz stood up.
"I expect your resignation letter on my desk tomorrow."
"What?" Cyrus asked in a panic.
"Wait? You didn't think I was going to keep you here, did you?"
"Fitz I know you're angry but let me explain -"
"I expect your resignation later on my desk tomorrow or I will fire you."
"I did this for you Fitz."
"Didn't do it for me Cyrus, you did it for yourself. You wanted power so much that you were willing to do anything to get it so now, I'm going to take it from you to show you who has the real power."
Fitz walked over to his desk and grabbed his jacket.
"Cyrus get out of my office, we're done here."
Fitz held the door open for Cyrus and waited for him to exit from the room. He walked out behind and found Tom in the hallway.
"Tom. Can you bring the car around?"
"Yes sir," Tom said with a nod.
Fitz was at Olivia's door within a half hour. All the anxiety he had for the past few weeks since he found out about the election rigging had come full swing. He stood in front of her door for about 10 minutes, trying to calm himself before he actually knocked her door.
Olivia was asleep on the couch when she heard the door knock. She looked over at her phone and saw several missed calls from Cyrus. It was almost 1am. She heard a knock on the door again and she finally got up to answer it. She was half surprised it was Fitz on one hand, he was the only person that ever came to visit her so late in the night but on the other hand he hadn't visited her in weeks. She was a little nervous to see him, she didn't want to tell him about the pregnancy until she decided what she would do about it. Although she wasn't showing, she grabbed the blanket from the couch and wrapped it around her body quickly and then opened the door for him.
He walked in without a greeting.
"Give me one sec, Cyrus called me a bunch of times earlier and I just want to call him back to make sure he's okay."
"He's was calling you to give you a heads up."
Olivia chuckled.
"About what?"
"I fired him."
"What?"
"Yea, I fired him. I leaked to the press that Verna had cancer so she would get kicked off the Supreme Court. I hired some guys to kidnap Hollis and give him a good and proper beating and leave him in the middle of nowhere, he just found his way back home a couple of days ago from the hospital. Gerry's dead so not much I can do to him…"
Olivia stepped back a few paces.
"Fitz, what's going on?" she asked a little shaken.
He didn't answer, he just stood as she put the pieces together in her head.
"Fitz please let me explain," she begged.
"It's funny that you think that there is anything you could say that would possibly make me be able to stand the sight of you," he said harshly.
"I didn't want to do it but when they told me it was already done. There was nothing I could do," she said frantically.
"There was nothing you could do... When did you find out?" he asked angrily.
"A week before," she murmured softly.
"A week before what?'
"The election."
Fitz chuckled humorlessly.
"You never told me. All you had to do was tell me and I would have stopped it. But instead you teamed with Gerry and Mellie. Gerry, Olivia - you knew how I felt about him and you still did it. "
"I'm sorry, I should have told you," she cried softly.
"You're sorry? Do you know what it feels like run a country that didn't elect me."
"They did elect you, they only took 5,000 votes in Ohio and you didn't need it because you would have won it regardless."
"Do you seriously think I would believe anything that comes out of your mouth anymore?"
"I'm not lying to you, I swear."
"It doesn't matter what you do anymore because we're done. Everything in my life has been fucked ever since I fell for you and lost myself. I really trusted you but you're just like everyone else."
"Don't say that," she cried.
"Olivia you were apart of the conspiracy and execution of the rigging of a national election."
"I wasn't apart of any conspiracy, I didn't plan anything."
"You knew and you didn't tell me!" He yelled angrily.
Olivia stepped back to put some space between them but Fitz saw that and stepped closer to her and leaned in so his face was inches away from her.
"Stay away from me and I mean that."
"You don't mean that. I know you don't, you love me and you'll forgive me."
He turned the knob on the door to open it. Olivia walked over to him and held onto his hand.
"I only did it because I love you. I know you're angry and hurt but please don't leave, let's just talk about this. I'll tell you everything, just please don't leave."
She barely whispered enough for him to hear, but he did. She saw him hesitate momentarily before he shook his head as if he convinced himself not to stay and then opened the door and walked out.
Mellie was the last person on his list. He waited until morning to confront her. He barely slept in the night and woke up early in the morning to shower and get dressed for work. He had his coffee and waited for her to wake up and when she did, he began.
"Mellie, I have the divorce papers here for you."
She yawned.
"Not this again. I thought we were back to normal."
Fitz bellowed out in laughter, which annoyed her to no end.
"I don't see how that's funny."
It took him a few more seconds to control the laughing.
"I think it's funny that you still thought we were going to be together after this. If I can leave the woman I love more than life itself then what did you think I was going to do with you?"
"Out of everyone, I was the only one who told you."
He chuckled.
"You didn't tell me because you cared about being honest, you told me to hurt me and then you walked around the halls thoroughly enjoying how much pain I was in for weeks. The only reason I waited to bring this up again was because I amended the terms of our divorce agreement."
"I'm not signing those, now that you're not with Olivia what does it even matter if we're together, we can pretend the way we've always done for years and no one would be the wiser."
Fitz ignored her and handed her the papers.
She reluctantly took them and began reading, Fitz sat back and waited for her explosion because he was sure it was coming.
"10 million is all I get. No fucking way! NO WAY!"
"Well I've rounded up all your extra marital affairs over the years and if I'm not mistaken, which I'm not, our pre-nup states that if there is evidence of cheating on your end, you get nothing. A detail Gerry was all too eager to add in there."
"We've both cheated, I will tell the entire world about that whore you've been banging."
"You signed a Nondisclosure Mellie, legally you can't utter a word of anything that's happened in our marriage, I didn't sign anything so I can say whatever the fuck I want. You could try and go out there and tell the world that I cheated, you could, but then I'd let them know that you cheated too and we'd leave it up to double standards to see who the country forgives and who it doesn't."
"You have billions, there is no way a judge is going let you keep that all to yourself," she screamed.
"Actually the pre-nup states that you have no claim to my inheritance, only up to 40% my personal non inherited wealth, that is now 25 million."
"No it isn't. You made hundreds of millions working at Grant Corp-"
"Yea, well I gave a considerable amount of my personal wealth to a few hundred charities around the world in the last few weeks, I have roughly 25 million left and you get 10."
"I won't be able to live the rest of my life with only 10 million, Fitz. You've gotten me used to a certain lifestyle you can't just take that away. That's not fair."
"Well I was going to give you a 60 million a few weeks ago but then you opened your mouth and you had a little too much fun telling me about the rigging."
"Fine I'm sorry. I'm sorry Fitz, is that what you want to hear."
"I don't care for your apologies but I'll throw you a bone; if you sign right now I'll give you 40 million, I get full physical and legal custody of Karen and you get the house in Beverly Hills."
"I want 50% legal custody of Karen."
"Okay but I want you out of here tonight. Agreed?"
"Agreed."
