A/N: I want to apologize that I left this chapter out. It is chapter 20, and one of my favorites. I just realized I left it out. I will upload the ones that were up before and a new one. I am sorry and thank you for reading!

More on Sam, but also Fitz and him wanting to be protective. I hope you enjoy.

Song: Turn Right by the Jonas Brothers

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing from ABC's Scandal or anyone/anything else.

By seven the next morning, $200,000 was in Sam's account and we had a team out searching for him. We had warned state police of him. I had one of my lawyers, Timothy, by my side.

It was around eight when I got his dreaded call. Ben and I were down the hall in the chapel, the only free room we could get ahold of, with my lawyer, waiting to hear from him.

"Good morning, Fitz. I assume you're still recovering well," Sam said smugly.

"I'm fine, Sam," I said, annoyed. I didn't want anything to do with this man.

"I also see you've held up your end of the deal," he said, seeming satisfied. I hoped he was. I hoped he would leave us alone. I didn't need to publicly go after him and have one more thing in the news.

"Since you've complied so easily with me and I see, let me find it...yes, I see that you have released a statement on your condition. Very brave move, Fitzgerald. I might consider...changing the terms of our agreement. I've also gotten word that Mellie will be doing an address this afternoon," he said. "I plan to be there."

I was about to lose it when Ben held me back and told me to stay calm.

"What are the new terms, Sam?" I demanded. I couldn't let Mellie go without me today, but there was no way I could get out of here.

"We'll just have to see after the address, won't we?"

And the line was dead.

"You make sure he doesn't get close enough to say anything. He will try to screw everything up. He's only doing this because he hates me. He doesn't really want to see her. He wants her with someone else," I told Ben as Timothy started discussing my options with me. We heard a brief knock on the door and Jones stuck his head in and whispered something to Ben, and he turned back to me.

"She would like to speak with you, sir," he said quietly, and I sighed. I didn't want to tell her anything.

"Ok," I said, and Mellie came in, dressed in jean shorts and a beautiful sleeveless pink top. I saw her look over at Tim, but she never said anything.

"Hey baby," I said, and she came over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing my cheek.

"How are you today?" She asked, and I pulled up my gown for her to see my leg.

"A lot better today. What about you and munchkin?" I asked with a smile.

"We're fine," she laughed softly, running her fingers through my hair. I could feel her tense up and sigh, and I was getting worried.

"If you don't mind, can Fitz and I have a moment alone, please?" She asked nicely of Ben and Tim. They all nodded and stepped out, and she sat in a chair beside me.

"Fitz, why is Timothy here? And why did I have to ask before I could see you?" She asked me, clearly extremely concerned. I could see it in her eyes.

I stopped and I gathered my thoughts. I wasn't about to hide anything from her.

"Look, I'm not going to hold back anything, so I want you to be prepared for what I'm telling you, ok?" I explained, and I watched as all expression left her face.

"Ok," she said quietly. I got up and she helped me over to her, where I sat on the table in front of her. I needed to be close to her when I told her.

"The other day, I got a phone call," I started off. She looked into my eyes and it was killing me to tell her.

"It was Sam," I said, and I immediately saw the hurt in her eyes and the color drained from her face.

"He wants to see you."

She sighed and I could feel her anger coming from her.

"Why?" She asked, her voice breaking.

"He didn't say. He only said if I didn't let him see you, I would regret it forever."

"What else did he say? I need to know everything, Fitz," she said sadly as she began to tremble.

"Ben," I hollered, and he came back in, knowing things weren't good.

"Play her the tapes, please. All of them."

He nodded and began playing the recordings of all our calls, each terrible, miserable call. Each one came back to mind, worse than the first time I heard them.

"Come near her, and it's all over for you."

"I want to see my daughter."

"When were you going to tell me, Fitz?"

"She's still blind to who you really are."

"You refuse to show her the real side, the side trained to kill, to defend yourself at all costs."

"I would do anything for her."

"Here's how this will work. I see her within the next two weeks, alone, place of my choice. You will regret this for the rest of your life if I don't see her."

"You have $200,000 in my account by morning, and the game will change. Possibly even in your favor. Understood?"

"I plan to be there."

Mellie looked over at me and I saw her fighting back tears. I knew she didn't want to waste any on him.

"Two hundred thousand dollars?" She whispered in disbelief. "And he's going to be there today."

I nodded in response and she sighed. "He won't hurt you. He won't even be able to get near you," I explained.

"I'll have to do as he says, Fitz. I don't want any more trouble," she said, already thinking up a plan. "What did he mean, the...real side of you?"

"You do have the real side of me, Mellie. He's trying to convince himself I'm a bad person. He thinks because I was a SEAL on a special mission that I'm a trained killer and I'm crazy. He just doesn't want you to be with me," I said. "I would've told you, of all people, if I had another side."

She nodded and stood up to hug me as I opened my arms. It felt good to feel our bodies together for the first time in almost a week, to have more human contact than a nurse sticking me with needles or her holding my hand. It felt good just to feel her.

I held her close as I listened to her sob quietly, her entire body shaking against mine.

"He knows," she sobbed into my shoulder quietly as I stroked her soft brown hair.

"I'm not going to let that stop us from living our lives in the best way possible," I assured her. "I won't let him near our child."

In that moment, I realized I had no room for error. I had to be the best father possible for our child, because every other man close to her had made her life a living hell, and they both claimed to be a father to her.

I wouldn't do the same.