"Fitz you cannot keep calling me like you've been."
"You said we could still talk, Olivia. I need to be able to talk to you."
"Yes you can still talk to me," Olivia told him sitting down across the table from him for lunch. They had been able to make their schedule work so they could have lunch together every other day for the past two weeks. "But you can't call me every other hour like you have. We need our space to figure things out. You need to go to therapy and work your issues out with Dr. Griffin and I need to work out myself."
"I know, you're right. It's the only way that we're going to get back to being us. I just miss you. There's never been a time since we met that I couldn't come over to your apartment or have you come to the White House. It just feels like we're ending this."
Olivia twirled her fork through her pasta and looked at him. "I believe there were ten months that we didn't speak."
"That was different."
"Imagine it's like that again."
"I can't do that."
"Fitzgerald, we have lunch every other day. I call you when I wake up and before I go to bed. You call me every two hours throughout the day and we talk for ten minutes. It's not healthy for us to keep doing that."
"And your suggestion is?"
"For two weeks we go without and phone calls or lunches. No messages through Tom or Cyrus. No flowers or sending me lunch."
"Nothing, no contact?"
"No contact. I think it will work for us. We'll be able to go through everything that we need to go through and think about what we really want. After two weeks we can have dinner and talk about what we really want from each other. Then we can go from there."
"You think it's possible to go fourteen days without any contact?"
"We've done it before."
Fitz knew she was right. They'd gone without any contact to each other for several months at a time. But this seemed like a different time. This time they'd be getting back together for good.
"And no agents trailing me," Liv added.
"But Olivia…"
"It's not negotiable. We have not contact and no agents trailing me. Not even Jake."
"And you aren't going to be talking to Tom or David? Cyrus?"
"Cyrus is my friend but we will not talk about you if we do talk. And Tom and David I won't talk to. It'll help us get what we want, Fitz."
Fitz finished his food before he said anything else. He took every moment to watch Olivia, memorizing her again.
"In two weeks we'll meet in Vermont. I'll have Marine One take you there and we can talk. Two weeks without any contact and you won't leave the city and I won't try to kill myself."
Olivia nodded and finished her food. "I'll agree to that. I don't plan on leaving the city unless I have a client who needs me to. But I won't leave the country."
"Good, thank you."
Pulling money out of her purse, Fitz put his hand on her wrist stopping her. "I got this."
Getting up, Liv was about to walk away but turned around and kissed him hard. "One minute." He stood up, still kissing her and pulled her to him.
"I'll see you in two weeks."
"Two weeks."