Olivia shot up in bed after hearing the constant knocking on the door that wasn't going away after five minutes. When she looked at the clock the first time she heard it, it was 5:49 am. By the time she decided to get up and answer it, the clock read 6:00 am. She pulled her gun off the nightstand and headed to the front door. Liv managed her way through the dark to the front door peeking through the hole to see who it was. Seeing it was Fitz, she really didn't want to answer but knew he'd keep knocking, if not break the door down, to get the apartment.

"Are you trying to get yourself KILLED?!" she yelled at him when she opened the door. Josh and David saw the gun in her hand and pulled theirs on her. Liv opened the gun and dumped out the bullets from it on the floor and set it down on the side table next to the door. "What the hell are you doing here? Do you know what time it is?"

"Nine."

"Maybe in Vermont. What could you possibly want that you don't already have, Mr. President."

"You still don't sound sexy when you call me that."

"Good, it wasn't my intention. Is there a particular reason that you are standing at my door at six in the morning? I'm not doing booty calls anymore."

"Don't need one. Let's talk."

Fitz tried to step inside the apartment but Olivia blocked him.

"You and I have done plenty of talking. Actually we've done none, still, I do not want to talk to you. You have a daughter, you met her, you'll get to know her and things will magically start to work to the way you want them to. They always have. Now, I'd like to go back to bed."

Liv tried to close the door but Fitz pushed it open and stepped in, closing it behind him.

"I talked to Mellie. Why did you tell her about Ileana and not me?"

"I didn't tell that woman a damn thing. And I sure as hell never told her I was pregnant. She figured that out alone."

"Even then, after she found out, you wouldn't tell me. Why couldn't you just tell me you were pregnant and let it all go the way it should be?"

"So you could be impeached? Or resign? Your goal, your dream, was to be President. I had no right to take that from you. I would never take away your legacy. You wouldn't be happy with just me and Vermont and kids. There would always be one more thing that you wanted. Always be something I couldn't give you. And you would resent me for you not being President. I don't need, I don't want that type of resentment. You resent me for not telling you I was pregnant. I can take that. I have dealt with it. I added it to the list of things you hate me for. Believe me, that list is pretty long. Well, I've dealt with that. I moved on. Everything from that time in my life, is done, I'm over it."

Fitz looked back at the table. "But you still carry a gun around."

"I'm over what happened between us. I didn't say I've made a mends with things that happened in that time frame."

"I should have known."

"Fitz, there are a lot of things you should have known. There's a lot of things that I should have told you and not keep a secret. But I can't change that now. I wish I would have changed them; I wish I did things differently. Maybe we would have ended up together with two kids in Vermont making jam and being mayor. But I'm not a fortune teller so I have to deal with what I have."

He moved over to the couch and sat down as she took the other side on the arm. "Do you really hate me?" he asked staring at the floor.

"I don't hate you. I could never hate you."

"Did you throw it into a lake or something?" Olivia knew what he was talking about.

"No."

When he heard her say it, he turned to look at her. Liv held up her hand showing him the she still had the ring he gave her at James and Cyrus's wedding.

"You still wear it?"

"Every day for over twenty years. I promised you that I would wear it. I don't break promises, Fitz."

"How can you not hate me? I hate myself."

"I hate some of the things that you've done to me. But I don't hate you. You're angry, you've been angry. I get that. I've been mad, furious, enraged at you but I couldn't hate you."

"Liv, I never meant to hurt you."

Olivia couldn't hold back the laugh she had. "Yes, you did. You wanted to hurt me and you got your way. I've been hurt for sixteen years."

"You started this knife fight, Olivia. You let him out of prison! The person, your father! He killed my son and you let him out of prison. How you managed to do it I will never know. But you did. Did you have Huck join that little treason party? Or was that single handedly you?"

"Oh, the things you never know about. I had nothing to do with that!"

"But you did, you made me sign it making me think I was signing something else."

"Bull shit! You didn't look very closely at that signature."

Olivia ran into her bedroom and pulled out a box from under the bed. Rifling through it, she found a copy of the document that released her father from prison.

"HERE!" She handed it to him. "I didn't sign that document and neither did you. Mellie signed that!" Liv pulled out another paper that was his request to be reinstated after his assassination attempt. "They are the same! You know Mellie signed the reinstatement letter and forced you back to work early, the signatures are the exact same!"

Fitz looked over them closely and could see no difference between them. "But why would she do this?"

"So you wouldn't be impeached. Rowan had dirty little secret files kept on everyone in power. He made a deal with Mellie that would get him released and you stayed safe as president. I had nothing to do with that!"

Fitz put the papers on the table and looked at her seeing her nearly crying. "Livie…"

"Do not do that!"

"Olivia, I didn't know… you had the most to gain if he was released. You had him back as your father if he was out of prison."

"I didn't want him released! That's why I agreed to marry you! So that I wouldn't have to testify. It wasn't the best time for us to get married and we both knew that but when Mellie called and told me to meet her in the tunnels, she had him with her. And Tom too. I wanted both of them to burn for what they did to you… to Jerry and SHE let them out!"

"I will take care of this. She will pay for this; I promise you that."

"Fitz, what's the point? There's nothing left."

"We have everything left. We have Ileana and Teddy. We can make up for the lost time we had. Livie, we can do anything. You and I can be together and make this work."

Olivia stared at him stunned he could actually say these things. "Are you serious?"

"Very."

"You can forgive me that easily? After everything you just found out that had nothing to do with me, you forgive me?"

"None of this was your fault. I've been mad at the wrong person for sixteen years. I can make it up to you. You didn't do anything for me to forgive."

"I don't forgive you. I don't know if I can forgive you."

"What?"

"Sixteen years, Fitz. That's not something I can get over just because you snapped your fingers. You have done so much to me that, even though I love you and want to be with you, I don't know if I can forgive you."

"Olivia, you know that I am truly sorry."

"I missed Christmases, birthdays, anniversaries, everything because of you! I wasn't allowed at Karen's wedding after she begged me to come. I got to the damn gate and secret service would not let me in! Ella's sweet sixteen, I couldn't go to because you said you didn't want me there. Teddy's birthdays. Christmases for sixteen years. Karen's daughter, who is named after me, I've never even met and she's six! Ella's graduation, Karen's graduation, Cyrus's funeral, any gala. I've missed all of those things and more. And you want me to forgive you for that? I sent you letters every month for nine years and never got a response. I sent you Christmas gifts and birthday presents and not once did you have the decency to even pick up the phone and tell me to stop. Everything that's happened and you want me to just forgive you?! I can't do that, Fitz. I have to forgive you and forgive myself for letting you treat me like shit. So no, we can't be together."

"Olivia, we CAN be together. We can be together and you can forgive me for everything. I will make it up to you. I will make up every day for what happened. We can be the family we wanted to have."

"I have a reminder every day about what happened. I look in the mirror and I have this constant reminder that we aren't a family. There's something else you don't know about."

"Then tell me. No more secrets."

Olivia took a deep breath and pulled her shirt up to her chest after taking a step back from Fitz. He looked down to see what she would be keeping a secret under her shirt and saw the marks. The scars she had from something. Six scars across her stomach an inch in length could clearly be seen on her.

"Olivia… what the hell happened!"