"You must be sick," Jake told Olivia packing up his things. "You did a great job pissing him off. What were you two really arguing about?"

"Jefferson and Hemings affair. That's all we were fighting about," Liv said looking at her bag.

"Well he's really pissed off now. You should just go home and let him cool down."

"That would only make him angrier. It'll be fine. He'll yell some more and that'll be all. It's not like he can do something terrible to me."

"He could if he wanted to. He could have you thrown out of the class and then you don't graduate in spring. Liv, I really think you should ignore him tonight."

"I'm going to his office Jake."

"If you insist on going, then I'm going with you."

"I think you're missing the armor, knight."

Olivia put her books in her bag and followed Jake down to Fitz's office. He knocked on the door and jumped back when Fitz's angry face appeared in front of him.

"What the hell do you want Ballard?" Fitz nearly screamed.

"Could I have a minute of your time now? I'd like to…"

"Tomorrow."

"But, Sir…"

"I said tomorrow. Get out of my sight."

Jake turned back to see Olivia who nodded telling him to go. Fitz's eyes never left hers. When Jake left down the hall, Fitz stood back and let her in his office. Once she was inside, he slammed the door behind her.

Unsure of what to do, Olivia stood beside the door hanging on tightly to her bag. She watched Fitz sit on his desk, his jaw clenched as he stared at her. Liv waited patiently, but uncomfortably, for him to say something. Carefully looking around, she noticed the lamp that was on his desk shattered into pieces on the floor.

"What the fuck were you thinking? Fitz yelled at her. "You do not go into my lecture and undermine me! You had no right to do that."

Olivia rolled her eyes and bit her tongue.

"Something to say?"

"Nope," Olivia said looking at the ceiling.

"Oh I know you do. You want to mouth off so bad."

"You don't know anything about me Professor Grant. If I had something to say, I'd say it."

"Fine. Be stubborn then." Fitz slid off the desk and back to his chair. "The shit you just caused in my classroom will never happen again. Do you understand that?"

Olivia nodded letting him continue.

"Mellie has nothing to do with anything involving you and me. Got it?"

Again, Olivia nodded.

"That little scene you showed in there was disgusting. You're acting very petty and jealous."

"How else am I supposed to act?"

"Like an adult. Like a very reasonable person."

"I've been your babysitter, your counselor, your parent…"

"You seem to be very cozy with Jake. Are you fucking him?"

Olivia stared at him like he had two heads, her eyes wide. She couldn't believe that he just asked her that. "Excuse me?"

"It's a straightforward question. Are you fucking Jake Ballard?"

"Now who's acting petty and jealous? How is that any of your business?"

"So you are. Interesting. I didn't take you as the slut kind."

"I would watch my mouth if I were you."

"Why? You going to run to my mother? I think she'd be very interested to know that you're a whore."

Olivia took a few steps closer to him looking straight in his eyes. Before he could get up, Olivia punched in the nose making it bleed.

"Take that to Katherine, asshole."

Fitz grabbed a tissue out of the box on the desk holding it to his nose. As he did Olivia walked over to the door ready to leave. Just as her hand was on the handle Fitz grabbed her waist pulling her away from the door, his nose still bleeding.

"Let go of me!"

"You just assaulted me. Sit your ass down."

Fitz took her bag and threw it to the other side of the room. He set her in the chair across from his desk as he grabbed another tissue finally getting the bleeding to stop. Olivia crossed her arms giving him an evil look.

"If you think I'm going to apologize you can think again. I'll be expelled from Georgetown before I EVER apologize to you," Liv barked.

"And I don't expect you to. I have no expectations of any sort of apology from you. I've been an ass and I deserved that punch. Which I think you may have broken my nose, by the way."

"It would serve you right."

"I don't disagree."

"Good."

"Do you like Jake?" Fitz asked her. He closed his eyes afraid of the answer.

Olivia sat in the chair not saying anything. He repeated the question to her. "He's a friend. My only friend in DC."

"We could be friends," he smirked.

"We couldn't be friends. We are so far away from friends we're on different planets."

"Did you listen to any of my messages? Read any of the texts I sent you? Or did you ignore all of them?"

"I listened to them. I read them. How does that change anything? You're still you. That won't change."

Fitz knelt down in front of her since she refused to look up to him. He got down so he could see her eyes as he spoke. "When you left my apartment two weeks ago, it finally made sense how I knew you. That night on the ranch seven years ago was amazing. I was so drunk that night that I thought all of it was some sort of dream that has haunted me for every night since then. So I've been a bit frustrated trying to figure out how you were real. And had you come to my office like I asked on the first day, all of this could have been avoided. I know this is my fault. Instead of being pissed off that you didn't show up I should have gone to find you. I haven't been thinking clearly lately. Then when you sent blue roses to Katie's memorial, and I still couldn't figure out who you were I got even more irritated with you. Olivia, I really need you to hear me when I say this. You are the exact thing that I've needed for years. Maybe if you hadn't run off when you woke up the day after, my life would be completely different."

"So you're blaming…"

"No; I'm not blaming you. My life is entirely my fault. Everything that has happened between when we met the first time and now is completely my fault. I have no one to blame but myself. I've made plenty of mistakes and that's probably going to affect a lot of things in the future. And it would affect you too. But what I mean is that you and I are the real thing."

"How can you say that? You don't know anything about me. Just because I gave you my virginity doesn't mean you know me. And I made the biggest mistake giving it to you. You left me that morning. I woke up and you were gone. Do you have any idea how that felt?"

Fitz moved to his knees and put his hand on her face. "It was wrong of me to just leave you there. I was going to get you breakfast but when I came back you were gone. I didn't know where you went. And trying to ask anyone where you went would have looked very suspicious and bad. Especially since Katie said you left the night before to go home. No one knew you spent the night in the hay with me. It probably wasn't the greatest night. I'm sure you had better after that." Fitz pushed the thought of her with another guy out of his head. "Livie, I want to put the past behind us and move on. I want to make you feel special because you are my something special."

"You've caused a lot of issues for me. I thought after the night at the ranch that it was me. That there was something wrong with me. In seven years I've been afraid to let any get close enough to me. I pushed Katie away because I didn't think you wanted to see me again. And that didn't go well. I've missed having a friend to talk to. And I should have been there for Katie but I wasn't. That's my fault. I suppose we've both had our issues and we're both pretty fucked up. I'm nothing special. I'm just me."

Fitz ran the back of his fingers across her cheek and stood up. "Come on, time to go."

"Where are we going?"

"Home… to my apartment. You haven't eaten anything in a while and you've been sick."

"And how would you know that I haven't eaten anything?"

"I… am going to be in so much trouble if I tell you."

"Spit it out, Professor."

"I've been trying to find a time to corner you so we could talk. You ignored my texts and calls for two weeks and we really needed to talk. So I've been following you and Jake and I sat outside your apartment for hours. I told you we had to talk, Olivia. You left me with no other option."

Olivia sighed and let it go for now. She picked up her bag and followed him out.