Hey sorry everyone for not updating this story sooner, but I had to marinate on where I wanted to take this story. I got some good ideas and I'm ready to take a few more bashes at it now. Hold on to your hats! Thank you, thank you for all your reviews and follows. You give me strength and inspiration. I made this chapter a little longer to atone for my absence. I do not own Scandal.
Migel had decided that they should take the southern route, although it was going to take longer he wanted to make sure that no one knew where they were. They stopped their first night in a small town in Arizona. Miggie thought it was best that they stopped in El Paso to pick up the burner phone. What better place to get a burner phone than the Mexican cartel held city. They got something to eat and went back to the small motel they were staying at. Miggie thought that Fitz had a little more to tell him so they got a few beers and settled in for the night.
"Fitz. Why didn't you trust my Dad and me with the truth, all of it. We could have done something to protect you better."
Fitz smirked at Miggie naiveté.
"And what would you have done Miggie? You were a teenage boy and your father was still in the military. Me being at school was like an oasis, and now I find out that even there Big Gerry still managed to ruin me before I even had a chance." A tear slid down Fitz face as he laid on his back.
"No one in my family cared what happened to me. My own mother couldn't stop him so how the hell were you and your Dad suppose to protect me? The only person who protected me was my Grandpa. He was my save haven, but he went back to Russia and that's when it started. That's when Michael couldn't take the beating anymore and killed himself. My brother thought death was better than living in this family. Sometimes I think he's the lucky one. The only thing that has kept me here was Olivia and the boys. Miggie, he's taken everything away from me. If I can't get Olivia and the boys back, there is no reason for me being here."
Migel sat on his bed stunned into silence. Migel sat up and looked over at Fitz on his bed. He wanted to make sure that Fitz heard every word he said.
"Fitz, look at me. I want to make sure that you hear everything I'm saying."
Fitz shifted his head to look at Miggie.
"I love you as much as any brother could and my Dad loves you too. If I ever hear or think your thinking about taking your life, I will kick the living shit out of you in all seriousness. There is a distinct possibility that Olivia will not take you back, but your boys need you, that will never change. Olivia said she would not keep them from you, so you need to keep that uppermost in your mind. Now sit up and lets talk about getting Olivia and the boys back."
Fitz shook his head to let Migel know that he heard him and sat up.
Louis was on point with the assault on the home at night. He knew they would cut all power to the house, so some of the stuff he had in his duffel from his home contained an old pair of night vision goggles. He mapped it out with the two entry points they could use on the main floor. He wanted to make sure that he had an escape route if he needed one, so he would draw them into the main floor and fight his way down to the basement. He made sure they could not gain entry from the outside to the basement, but left it so he could use it as an escape point.
He knew that he had a limited time to call the police, so as soon as the power was cut, he called to let them know that their were armed men breaking into the house. He told the operator that he was going to protect his home with his own gun and alert the police that he was armed on the inside. Then he crouched down as he heard the locks on both the sliding glass door and the front door being jimmied. He created a barrier in the hallway that lead down to the basement. He wanted to create a shooting alley to drawn them down. He could deal with them one at a time.
Louis's heart beat reached his ears like it always did before a fire fight. He counted six intruders. As soon as the first lined up into his sights he fired off a round dead center mast to his head. He dropped like a sack of potatoes. Then the rest opened fired on Louis's position. He low crawled to the laundry room to take up another position as they approached his last position. Just like he planned it they come barreling down the hallway and Louis took them out one at a time like in a shooting gallery. He nearly got all of them before his gun jammed. He threw it down and started to use his had gun. Two were still spraying bullets all over the house with their automatic weapons. Louis need to get down to the basement, there were more guns and ammo. He made a mad dash to the stairs, just as he got to the door leading down to the basement, he got hit in his side. He nearly fell down the stairs from the impact.
He made it down stairs and took up position behind the safe as the last two made their way down the stairs, he got the first one, but the other one dashed to the side and blocked the door leading out of the basement. This was it. Either he was going to die or Louis.
Abby and Quinn made it back to OPA with all the info they were able to squeeze out of Daniel. Now it was time to put all the pieces together. They hadn't communicated with Miggie and Fitz, so they need some help from Olivia.
Harrison called Huck and told him to bring Liv and the boys to the office. They had gone as far as they could with what they had, but they needed Olivia to put her gladiator suit back on and help with putting the pieces together on why her parents were marked for termination. They wanted to keep Fitz's name out of it for now. It was his place to tell her what he believed to be true all this time. So they told her they were working with Miggie to uncover the identity of the Banker. Since they didn't have that information yet from Migel.
Harrison hoped that giving Liv something to think about other than her family situation would help her return to old self. Harrison would check in on Liv each day and Huck said that she hadn't left her bed yet. The boys loved uncle Huck so she kept them occupied.
When they got into the office later that morning, Olivia looked like a zombie. It looked like the life had gone out of her eyes. Harrison had Abby and Quinn take the boys and Huck went to his office. Harrison took Olivia to her old office now his and sat her down. He took a chair opposite her, he took a moment to compose himself before he spoke to her.
"So is this the way you want your kids to see you? Are you trying to abort your unborn child?"
She lifted her head to look at Harrison and although he saw nothing but rage, it was better than what she came in the office with.
She croaked out, "you don't get to tell me how I want to feel or how I'm presenting myself to my children. And you sure as hell don't get to tell me about this baby I'm carrying!"
"Good, because I thought I saw a coward had crawled up inside you and not a gladiator. If your done with the pity party you've been having, we need your help on a case we just caught."
Olivia couldn't believe what she was hearing, but she knew he was right. Even when her parents died she never grieved this bad before. She knew she needed to pull herself together, she just needed someone to kick her in the ass to get in gear.
"What do you have?"
"Well it has to do with the death of your parents. Miggie called us a few days ago to help him with finding a Russian Mobster they call the Banker. He might have had something to do with the death of your parents. The only problem is that we need background on your parents and the only person who can answer that is you."
Olivia perked up at the information.
"Tell me what you have so far on my parents."
They went back into the conference room and looked on the window at the pictures of her parents. He told her that they knew that her father had worked at Grant Investments as the head of the accounting department. He had an initial appointment with the FBI to discuss some irregularities he found at Grant Investments. The FBI had arranged for him and your mother to go into protective custody, but they never made it. "Can you remember anything or do you have anything that your Dad had or said?"
Olivia sat there stunned. She had no idea what was going on with her parents. That brought back a memory she had totally forgotten after her parents death. She had a strange call from her mother a few days before they died.
"My mom called me a couple of days before she died. She wasn't her regular bubbly self. She said that she sent me a package and that I needed to put it somewhere safe, like a bank deposit box. Damn, I haven't thought of that for years. I think it's still here in DC where I moved it when I moved down here after law school. I couldn't bring myself to open it after they died so it's been sitting there ever since."
"Liv if this is what I think it is, your Mom and Dad just cracked this case from the grave."
