"Just go to hell, Fitzgerald. I'm done with the games you're trying to play and the drama you bring. I have all the protection I need from Huck. Your team has better things to do, like protecting you. You can't just send them to come get me and expect me to follow because you blew a whistle. My life doesn't always revolve around you. Why don't you understand that?" Olivia yelled.
"Because what you do concerns me. You have a very high profile client who is an enemy of the United States and yet you still insist on helping him, knowing how dangerous he his. You aren't thinking clearly and you're putting your life in danger. You need protection," Fitz calmly told her.
"The Secret Service is designed to protect you and your family. Nowhere in it does it say they are to protect me. You would have had to give a special order for them to do that."
As Fitz listened to her, he realized that she knew that she was being followed. "How did you find out? I told them to be discreet."
"You really think that I'm that stupid? That I wouldn't recognize the signs of being followed? And even if I didn't, Huck would have. And he did, before I did. Only because he was following me in which case, you were also having him followed, so you spooked the spook and he took care of business."
"What do you mean he took care of business? Agent Keller was assigned to protect and follow you. Oddly, he hasn't be heard from since last night at seven," Fitz paused. "Huck took care of business. He fixed what needed to be fixed because that's what he does," Fitz turned to Huck. "What did you do with Agent Keller's body?"
Before Huck answered, Olivia told him. "Agent Keller isn't dead, dumbass. Just unrecognizable in the hospital. You had a plain clothed agent following me. Assuming that he was stalking me, Huck intercepted. I swear, you don't think very well. I've been stalked before and Huck made sure I wasn't being stalked again. If you would have coordinated your stupid plan with Huck or me, your SSA would be perfectly fine. He's not dead, just messed up."
"What did you do to him?"
"Broken jaw, nose, cheekbone, black eyes, cuts, broken ribs, dislocated shoulder, missing teeth, and broken fingers. He'll be fine in a few days. James Madison hospital is taking very good care of him," Huck answered.
"That's why you couldn't come in last night. I was taking care of Huck to make sure your agent stayed alive," Olivia said. She turned to Huck and told him that she'd be fine for him to leave. He closed the door behind himself so Fitz and Olivia could continue talking. "When Huck feels that I'm in danger, there is no length that he wouldn't go to to make sure that I am safe. And when that happens, he isn't in his right mind. You couldn't come in last night because Huck just found out that it was you that ordered Agent Keller to follow me and he was pissed. Had you come in last night, I might not have been able to stop him, neither would your agents and you'd end up looking like Agent Keller is today," she paused to breathe. "The very thought that you would think that I would be with another man, less than two days after we got back from Vermont is enlightening. I can see now that you don't trust me. Having me followed wasn't something I agreed to. And I still won't agree to it. Secret service is meant to protect you and your family. You and your family, if I really do need to clarify that for you is: you, Mellie, Jerry, Karen, and Teddy. Take note that it is not me. We are not family. No matter how much we want it, we just aren't. You can't have me followed."
Fitz sat across from her seeing how serious she was. The thought that Olivia would cheat on him was making him sick. Deep down, he knew that she wasn't with someone else in that way but when she didn't let him in, he thought the worst.
"We may not be family, but you're my lifeline. If anything were to happen to you I would die. I know that Huck is dangerous at times but I also know he would never hurt you. He could probably hurt me if I did something to hurt you. And if I did, I'd gladly let him hurt me in any way he wanted to. I know you didn't sign up for a detail, but I assigned one to you anyway. You were helping dangerous people. El General is a very dangerous man. And you were…"
"Helping his wife. He thought he lost his children and wife. It turns out that she had just run away because she didn't love him anymore. And you know that case ended over two years ago. So don't even try to hold that against me."
"But it's not only him. You take on any case that walks through your door regardless of what it is. You can't fix everything, Livie."
"So what? You want me to ask your permission to take a case? Like I'm a child?"
"As nice as that would be, no. You take on whatever you want. I just want to make sure you have protection, more than Huck, when you do a dangerous fix. Won't you please let me protect you?"
"I've been protecting myself for 14 years, I don't need a babysitter to help me do it. I don't want your protection and I don't actually need Huck's. I'm not going to back down on this and I'll know if you do send someone to follow me again. And if you do, we are so much more than over."
Fitz smirked at her words. "Just to be clear, we aren't over now?"
"I'd say yes we are if it would make you leave sooner. You can't control my life. I have a good handle on my life now and don't need your help."
"Alright, I get it. No details, unless notified through you and Huck."
"No, no details, period. If you assign an agent to me or even think about it, I will make sure that Huck cuts both the agent and your balls off, understood?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Finally, here are these," she handed Fitz a file of papers. "Sign those ones and I'll take care of the rest. You need to head back to the White House before someone finds out where you really are. Especially Cyrus."
Fitz read through the documents and signed them. "I know you're waiting for an apology but I won't apologize for trying to protect you. I love you and that is part of the job description of loving you. Like it or not, you're stuck with me."
"Then it's a good thing I like you."