"Answer the phone Olivia! Come on!" Fitz yelled at the phone as it rang for the millionth time. When it finally went to her voicemail he let out a deep sigh. "Olivia, we need to talk. Call me back so we can figure out what to do. Just call me please."

Fitz hung up the phone as he sat in his office. It'd been three days since Olivia left his apartment. He'd been calling her every half hour since she left. No matter what she wouldn't answer. Fitz had thought about what she'd said the other day and realized exactly who she was. Her saying sweet baby triggered everything in his mind to the day they met.

After Olivia left the apartment in a hurry she went back to her apartment and buried herself in her bed. She was beyond upset with the way he had been treating her since she arrived in DC but felt lower than dirt with the way he talked to her three days prior. She turned off her phone when Fitz called her for the tenth time in four hours the day she left. Feeling down, she went to bed falling asleep. When she woke up at four in the morning she checked her phone seeing the thirty messages from Fitz and a couple from Jake. She listened to the first message from Fitz just for her own curiosity.

"Liv. I know you're pissed. But please let's talk about this. We can talk about this and make it work. Call me back."

Olivia deleted the message and moved on to listen to Jake's.

"Hey, Liv. Saw you weren't in class today. I took notes for you maybe we can get together and have dinner and I'll give you the notes. Let me know when you can get with me and we'll get Chinese or whatever you like."

Olivia closed her voicemails and sent Jake a text telling him she wasn't going out for a while.

Fitz flipped through some notes for his next lecture though he couldn't focus on it. He put the notes down when he heard the knock at the door.

"Come in," he said hoping more than anything it was Olivia.

"Sir," Jake popped his head in. "I just came to drop these off for you." Jake walked in handing Fitz some letters.

"Thanks. Have you by chance heard from Ms. Pope?"

"Nope, not for a couple days. She wasn't feeling well I know that."

"She's sick?" Fitz said a bit worried.

"Stomach bug I think. She's hopefully feeling better."

"Ok, I've got some things I need to talk to her about. If you hear from her will you tell her we need to talk about her assignment please?"

"Sure. Anything else?"

"No that's all, Mr. Ballard."

When Jake left and closed the door, Fitz pulled out his cell phone and called her again.

"It's me again. I just talked to Jake. Hopefully you're feeling better. I sent you flowers. I hope you got them. Liv, let's talk please. I can come over and talk to you through the door if you'll listen. Let me know how you are. I did call my mother and she says hi. She also told me not to fuck things up like I usually do. I guess it's a little late for that. Olivia, please let me fix this. I'll fix us just give me a chance. Call me please."

After a few hours of sleep, Olivia checked her messages again. She heard the latest one from Fitz and was irritated. Before she could set her phone down, Katherine called her. Olivia thought about it for a moment but decided she better answer.

"Hi Katherine," Olivia said still groggy.

"Hey Liv, want to explain what happened?"

"Right to the point, huh?"

"It makes things easier. Now what happened between you and Fitz?"

"We just had a fight. That's all."

"There's more to it. I know you helped Fitz when he was drunk again. Thank you for that. But he said the fight was the next day. What happened?"

"Katherine, I promise, it's nothing you want to get into. I stayed the night to make sure he didn't die or anything and when he woke up… it just didn't go well. So how are you doing? How's George and Abby?"

"They're fine. He's with your dad at the golf course right now. We want you to come back for Christmas. Your father already agreed to spend the holiday with us. So what do you think?"

"Let's talk about that when it comes closer. I've got some homework I need to finish. I'll let you go, Katherine. Relax about my issues with your son okay?"

"I can do that as long as you promise to fix the issue."

"I'll do my best. Bye Katherine."