"Liv, Dad's here!"
Karen opened the door for him and Teddy to come in for dinner since his hands were full of take out. This had been their routine for the past few weeks. Either Olivia would cook or Fitz would bring food in for them for dinner. Through the weeks that they had been there, Olivia would leave the apartment so Fitz could have quality time with his children. Jerry and Karen had been enjoying their stay with Olivia at her apartment. Against Mellie's insistent demands that her children stay with her, Fitz made sure that they spent the weekend at the White House.
"Finally, I'm starving!" Jerry screamed running to the table.
"You just ate an hour ago."
"That was then, this is now."
"The two of you need to hush up," Fitz told them putting Teddy in his booster seat at the table.
Olivia put Grace in her high chair and headed towards the door, "I left pie in the kitchen for dessert," she told them before walking out.
Disappointed that she wasn't having dinner with them again, Fitz dished out Chinese food for the kids and got Grace's baby food.
Olivia sat down across from her date.
"I was starting to think you weren't going to show up."
"Sorry, work got a little bit late."
"And the kids?"
"They are fine. They're with their father."
Olivia took a sip of her wine staring at her date, Henry. She met him at the dry cleaners two weeks before when she dropped off her suits before work one day. They ran into each other several times in two days and he asked her for her number then a date. A little bit of hesitation, Olivia agreed. Now, she'd been out with him four times. She found, through her research and Huck, he's 35, a lobbyist for animal rights, never married, and no criminal record.
"And are you comfortable with that?"
"It's alright. Anyway, what are we having tonight?"
Henry and Olivia sat at the restaurant for several hours. Before either one knew, it was nearly midnight and the waiter ushered them out. He called over a taxi and took her home, getting out on the curb with her.
"I'm thrilled you were able to get out tonight. I'd love to take you out tomorrow."
"Well, I'll check my schedule and see what I can do. But I highly doubt…"
"Are you ever coming back?"
Henry and Olivia turned around to see Fitz standing at the doorway of the apartment building.
"Mr. President…" Henry was stunned to see him standing there.
"I'll be up in a few minutes," she told Fitz while she kept her eyes on Henry.
"Olivia," Fitz started in.
"I said a few minutes."
"I think now is a better time. Get upstairs."
"Excuse me?"
Olivia turned to shoot death glares at Fitz.
"I think I should go, Olivia. I'll…"
"No, I think I should go," she told them. Without another word, Olivia started walking down the street ignoring Fitz calling after her. She saw Henry get into the cab and continued walking.
"STOP. WALKING." Fitz shouted at her.
Liv turned around and faced him. "What the hell was that?"
"Good question. What was that?"
"I don't have to explain a damn thing to you."
"I believe I have a right to know who is around my daughter."
"Thought she was our daughter?"
"They are my kids, Olivia."
"And he hasn't been within eye sight of them. All he knows is that I have kids. That's all he needs to know."
"Did you do a background check on him?"
"Did you?"
"Had I known you were seeing someone, yes I would have done one. Are you screwing him?"
"And who are you screwing?"
"No one, not that it's any of your business."
"Same to you," she told him walking back to the apartment doors.
"We are not done!"
"I believe we are. What I do away from the kids is none of your concern. If I want to bring someone home, then it can be your concern. But since it's not going to happen and you very likely just ruined any possible thing I had with Henry, none of this is your concern."
Olivia opened the door to her apartment slamming the door behind her in his face. After a moment, he walked in after her.
"Whatever you do concerns me. You have most of my children with you. Sometimes even Teddy. And anyone who is around them needs to be cleared by Secret Service. You know the protocol. Grace should even have an agent with her at all times."
"I already told you no to that."
"You really don't get a say. I'm bending the rules a lot for you."
"I broke all of mine for you!"
"Oh, don't even go there. No one made you do anything you didn't want to do. Don't play the victim here, we both know you aren't."
"You tend to be bipolar about me being a victim. First you tell me that I'm no one's victim, then you tell me that I am one and now you've decided that I am not. Pick a damn one! I committed treason for you. I broke my rule of never sleeping with a client. Never get too involved with a client. Once the job is done, move on. I broke all of them for you."
"That's on you, not me. I told you during the campaign that we could end it before it began."
"Really? 'It'? Use the real term, Fitzgerald. We've been having an affair that's gone on far too long. We need to just be done. I'll go my way and you go yours. We need to just end this. All we ever do is fight and argue. It's not good for either of us. And it's not good for any of the kids."
"We'll never be done with each other, Olivia. We have Grace. That's going to link us forever. And we aren't ending a damn thing."
"I think you should leave."
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Fine, I'll leave."