"Why did you build the house?" Olivia asked. "It's a beautiful house. But why?"

Fitz sat on the edge of the couch staring at Olivia. "I wanted to start on the life that we were going to have together. It was the dream that we were imagining together. We were supposed to move to Vermont and live there with our kids. That's why there are so many rooms. For however many kids you want to have. Vermont is for us. For you and me to be together forever. That way, when I was done being President we can move right into the house, even if I was still married."

"It's a beautiful house and I love it. Thank you for building it. I can't believe that you were able to hide all of that from everyone, even me."

"I came close many times to telling you about the house but it never seemed like the right time."

"And the right time came when we were disagreeing and I wasn't speaking to you so you have Tom come and drag me to the plane."

"We had to talk, that was the only way I could get you to talk to me. I wanted to show it to you before I sold it."

"You were never going to sell it were you?"

"No, I hoped you would come to your senses."

"Well, I did I guess, that brings us to the next subject please."

"Maya. You wanted my help with her."

Olivia looked at the clock on the table. 6:19 am. "I didn't think she was a danger then. She seemed to be fine and not threatening to anyone. I thought I had all the facts. I mistrusted my gut again and I end up doing the wrong thing. And it cost people their lives. They are dead because of me."

"It's my fault. I got a plane for her to go on to get out of the country."

"But I asked you to. If I didn't ask you to help then those people wouldn't be dead. I shouldn't have brought you in for help."

"I asked you if I could help. I wanted you to count on me if you needed anything. I could have told you no at any point."

"Really? You could have told me no?"

"Hypothetically, yes I could have told you no. If it came down to it."

"Remington. You should have told them no. You didn't have to shoot down a plane with 329 people on it."

Fitz was irritated with Remington by now. "It was an order. I had no choice. You do not disobey orders from your superior in the Military. It's not a choice."

"You killed 329 people. And…"

"And I have to live with myself for doing that every day. And for the rest of my life I will regret doing that. It was an order I didn't agree with but had to follow."

"What did you tell my dad when you had him taken under the Pentagon?"

"Nothing much; it was just a way to get your mother safely out of the country. It was a way to stall him. He called me privileged and self-riotous. I told him how much I love you and how much I want to be with you. That you mean the world to me. I may have also said a few things that I'd prefer you not hear. I wanted him to tell me why he chose me to shoot the plane down."

"What did you say to him about me?"

"Liv, you don't really need to know."

"We said no secrets. I won't be mad."

Reluctantly, Fitz answered her. "I said that we were screwing and I could tell him about the way you taste." He watched her move uncomfortably in the chair, as if she was trying to hide her body. "You said you wouldn't be mad."

"I'm not mad. Just a bit… uneasy."

"Imagine how your father felt when I told him."

"Not too happy. But I don't suppose any of that conversation was meant to be happy. He wanted me to get on a plane when my name was leaked. He wanted me to go somewhere out of the country and start a new life. Get a fresh start and move on so I wouldn't become a public scandal. But I couldn't leave. You… you and my team needed me. I was going to go but I thought better of it. That we should work through it together. I'm glad I got the answers I needed when you held him under the Pentagon. I needed those answers."

"I'm glad I was able to get them for you, and that you didn't leave. I had to make Jake command."

"But you don't trust him."

"I didn't trust him with you. I needed you by my side and you had to pretend that you were with him. You were with him before that. Then you were with him and I don't know if it was pretend or real."

Olivia picked up the book next to her on the side table and threw it at Fitz, hitting his chest. "Your damn wife wanted me to get a boyfriend so I wouldn't be an embarrassment to your administration. I didn't want to be with him, you ass. For fuck sake! He put me in the damn hospital, why would I want to be with him?"

"Then why, of all people, did you choose Jake to be your pretend boyfriend? To hurt me?"

"He was the only one who knew that I couldn't actually love him. That I would and could only love you; he understood that. And he wasn't on Mellie's damn list of the 'approved' men to date."

"Alright, it's over so let's go on please."

"Fine, Sally?"

"You wanted me to throw the debate, I threw it. What's there to add?"

"Nothing. We've discussed all of that. Now that is done. The interview."