Rowan and Fitz returned to the room both looking as if they'd seen a ghost.
"Dad, Fitz, what's going?"
Both of them stood in the doorway unable to speak. Liv looked in Fitz's eyes and knew something was terribly wrong.
"Fitz, where are Cyrus and Hu..." Liv's words trailed off. Liv hadn't spoken their names together, but once they began to exit her mouth, she knew it couldn't be good.
"Fitz, what's happening? ANSWER ME!"
Fitz looked at Rowan who nodded for him to go ahead and clue Liv in. It was only a matter of time before she found out anyway.
"We think they are on their way to the White House." Fitz said not able to hide the panic in his voice.
"So what's wrong with that? Cyrus is your Chief of Staff." Liv asked still not understanding why Fitz was still panicking.
Fitz let out a deep sigh and pulled out Cyrus' cell phone.
"Fitz, why do you have Cyrus' phone."
"He left before I could give it back to him. There is something you need to hear. When you called Cyrus earlier you never had a chance to hang up. His voicemail caught your entire attack including who was responsible."
Fitz dialed the voicemail and handed Liv the phone. Liv listened for a while, her face growing horrified as she listened to her attackers arguing over what they thought was her dead body.
Fitz could pinpoint the exact moment Liv heard who was behind the attack because she began vomiting and crying hysterically.
"Mellie? Mellie. MELLIE PAID SOMEONE TO HAVE ME KILLED?!" Liv said choking the words out.
Fitz raced to Liv's side and held her as she collapsed and began crying uncontrollably in his arms. Liv wasn't crying because Mellie tried to have her killed. She would deal with Mellie in her own way later. Liv was crying because she knew exactly what Cyrus wanted Huck to do.
"Fitz, you need to stop them. You cant let Huck get to her!" Liv screamed at the top of her lungs.
Liv's concern wasn't for Mellie, it was for how torturing her or even worse, killing her would effect Huck's already fragile state of mind.
"Mellie is in the bunker and all access has been restricted including Cyrus. He and Huck will be detained and transferred to the Pentagon once they arrive. I thought about it and realized that death is too easy of an out for her. She will pay for her actions, her immunity has been revoked. But she will be dealt with my way."
"Fitz, you can't be around her either. You'll kill her!"
"Trust me the thought has crossed my mind, but no."
"Let me go."
"No. She's already harmed you once. You stay with me from here on."
"Fitz"
"Liv"
"I'm going."
"Like hell you are!"
"FITZGERALD!"
"OLIVIA CAROLYN POPE, YOU WILL NOT SET ONE FOOT NEAR THAT WOMAN! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!" Fitz spat at her much stronger than he had intended.
"Yes."
Fitz had never spoken to her in this tone before. It actually scared Liv a little. It also turned her on that he was being so protective of her.
Rowan stood in the doorway watching the couple engaged in a heavy stare down. It almost seemed like they were still communicating although their mouths weren't relaying any words. That is exactly what they were doing.
"Livvie, this is the third time I could have lost you in two months. I can't.."
"But you didn't. Isn't that the important thing?"
"Yes but still Livvie.."
"That's the important thing. It's over."
"I was so scared Livvie."
"I know."
"Promise you won't leave me. Ever."
"I will never willingly leave you ever again."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"If I weren't covered in vomit I'd ask you to hold me again."
"I'd hold you again even if you're still covered in vomit."
"You wouldn't."
"Watch me."
Fitz walked over to Liv and sat on the bed and pulled her into his arms. It felt so good just to hold her, even if she did need a shower. Liv sank into Fitz's arms and let out a deep breath. A few moments later a nurse entered the room with a new hospital gown and sheets.
"Do you need help with showering ma'am?"
"We'll help her." Abby and Quinn spoke up.
Abby could tell by the look on Fitz's face he wanted to be the one to help her but Abby returned his look reminding him of where they were and who he was. Abby was definitely a great friend. She was also one he was going to spend the rest of his life around having to deal with her sassy attitude. He was definitely all for it.
Quinn and Abby helped Liv into the bathroom and over to the shower. Fitz decided to help the nurse change the hospital sheets.
"Mr. President, you shouldn't be..."
"It's fine. Olivia is a great friend and you look as if you've had a long day. Everyone needs help at some point."
The nurse gave him a look that told him she was thinking of a respectful way to argue with the President of the United States.
"Before you try to argue just know I won't take no for an answer." Fitz said clearing any hopes the nurse had of shooting him down.
The nurse nodded and allowed Fitz to help her. She noticed he had a mess on his shirt and figured he may want to change. Once they finished making the bed the nurse turned to Fitz.
"Thank you Mr. President."
"No thanks needed."
"At least let me go find you a scrub top so you can change out of your shirt. You have a little mess there."
Fitz looked down and realized he had vomit all over him. He thanked the nurse and accepted her kind offer.
Once she returned with the shirt he quickly changed as he heard the ladies were almost finished in the bathroom. He looked over at Rowan who seemed to have been in the middle of a serious conversation and had just hung up the phone.
"Everything ok?" Fitz asked slightly worried about the man.
"Yes, Cyrus and Huck have been found. Cyrus was on his was to the White House, and Huck was on his way to Liv's apartment. Apparently Huck wanted to be sure no one was waiting there for Liv."
"She's not going back there for a while. At least until things are settled."
"She'll fight you on that."
Fitz looked at Rowan with bright eyes. "I don't think she will."
"Care to place a friendly wager?"
"Sure thing."
Rowan thought for a moment before speaking. "If Liv fights then you walk away from this relationship until your presidency is over."
"And if she doesn't?"
"I will personally walk her down the aisle and give you her hand in marriage."
Fitz thought for a moment before responding. "Deal."
Liv exited the bathroom and sat on the bed with her brush in hand. Fitz walked over to her and sat behind her, removing the brush from her hands, and proceeded to brush Liv's hair. Once he finished, he decided to settle the bet.
"Livvie, I don't want you to go back to your apartment. Not yet. At least not until things are calm down here."
"So where do you suggest I stay until then?" Liv asked not wanting to provoke another outburst like the one Fitz had earlier.
"At our home, in Vermont. At least for the next week until I'm finished campaigning in the area. By then you should be well enough to rejoin the campaign."
"Wait, you two bought a house?" Abby asked as Fitz's words sank in.
"I had it built for us." Fitz said never taking his eyes off of Liv.
"Liv! You have been harboring a house all of this time?" Abby asked feeling betrayed by her friend for not knowing about this.
"Abby, I just found out about the house. Three days ago Fitz showed me the deed." Liv responded never taking her eyes off of Fitz.
Fitz lowered his lips to hers and planted a gentle kiss on them. "What do you say? A week in Vermont?"
Liv thought it over carefully for a few seconds and looked up at Fitz as she cupped his face.
"If that is what will make you happy I will do it. I'll stay at our home, in Vermont. But only if my team comes too."
Abby and Quinn were curious to see the "Secret" home Liv and the president shared, or would be sharing. "Sure" they both said in unison.
"Ok then Fitz, I'll go." Liv said kissing Fitz again.
Rowan looked at the two of them realizing what had just transpired. He'd better start getting used to the idea of Fitz calling him dad, because he just agreed to walk his daughter down the aisle when the time came.
Fitz reclined back on the bed pulling Liv back with him and watches as she snuggled up against him.
Abby stood and turned to Liv. "Im going to head out for a bit. Is there anything you want to get from you apartment while I'm out? How about I pick up some decent food for you?"
Liv nodded and thanked her friend begging her not to rush. Abby nodded and she and Quinn headed out the door with Harrison not too far behind.
Liv closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. Once Fitz was sure she was sleeping peacefully, he pulled out his phone.
"Have the First Lady transferred to the Pentagon. She will be interrogated by Agent Pope."
Fitz hung up the phone and nodded towards Rowan who quietly made his way out the door. It was definitely time for Mellie to make her exit.
Mellie sat in a holding cell in the Pentagon unsure of what was going on. She hadn't heard from the men she hired and now she was in a holding cell. Something had to have gone wrong. Mellie grew more terrified as an angry looking male made his way into the room and slammed his chair next to hers and took a seat.
"Hello Mellicent, it's been a long time hasn't it."
"Hello Eli. How are you? It's been a very very long time." Mellie said slightly at ease that she knew the man.
"It's been what? 30 yrs at least? You and Fitz were just beginning to see one another."
"That's right. Speaking of which, how is your daughter? I'm sorry, I can't recall her name."
"She's had better days, in fact she had a little bit of an accident very recently."
"Im sorry to hear that. Tell me again, what was her name?"
"Olivia, Olivia Pope."
Mellie's eyes grew wide with horror as she kept from her chair and ran towards the door. She began banging and felt a stinging sensation in her leg and everything went black. Rowan had shot her with a tranquilizer dart.
Rowan picked Mellie up and transported her into another building. He strapped her to a table and began to set up. He pulled out various tools, and set them up around the room. He had no intention of using them but Fitz said to scare her and he planned on scaring the living hell out of Mellie Grant.
Mellie woke up an hour later and tried to move but couldn't. She looked around and saw that she had been restrained, and there were a bunch of tools lying around.
"Look, I'm sorry about Olivia, I didn't want her dead, just scared out of wanting to be with Fitz."
"We are going to have a little talk about why you will never mess with Olivia Pope ever again. You're also going to tell me who you hired." Rowan said as he picked up the drill and turned it on.
"I will tell you anything you want to know but I have one question."
"Tell me everything and if I'm happy with your response, I'll not only spare your life, I will answer your question.
Mellie spent an hour telling Rowan about the many attempts that have been made to break the two up. No matter what happened, they couldn't let go of one another. Mellie couldn't take being unwanted by her own husband, especially when she was trapped living out his dream with him. She also gave him the contacts she hired to perform the job.
Satisfied with the information he had been given Rowan held up his end of the bargain. He notified her that she would be leaving the White House effective immediately. She would be going through with divorce as scheduled, and she would never bother Olivia Pope or Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III ever again. He also Informed Mellie that she wouldn't be released until her information checked out. Rowan made one Final demand.
"Contact your men and tell them that Olivia Pope has been released from the hospital and you will increase their payment by a million dollars if they head to her apartment and finish this tonight."
Mellie looked at Rowan as he released one hand from the restraint and did as she was told.
Once Mellie finished, Rowan sat the drill down. He picked up his phone and called Huck notifying him of his pending company. when he finished giving Huck instructions, he hung up and returned his attention to Mellie.
"Ok, I am a man of my word. What is your question?"
"Where...where the hell am I?"
"Welcome to Wonderland Hun."
