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The crowd was even bigger than he had expected, and for a moment Fitz felt overwhelmed and lost. His train from D.C. had arrived in New York City's Penn Station less than five minutes ago, and he was now searching the sea of people for a familiar face. It was the day before Christmas Eve and the all-busy train station was buzzing with activity. Travelers were arriving and departing everywhere and it was difficult for him to figure out where he needed to go. Fitz had been to New York City before, but it had been years and he hadn't taken the train back then. His eyes roamed over the crowd again and that's when he saw her.

Standing calmly among hundreds of people was Olivia. She was dressed casually in jeans and boots and a cream-colored winter coat. A pale pink scarf was wrapped around her neck, and her hair was framing her face in those beautiful, wavy curls that he loved so much. Her eyes were still scanning the crowd of arriving passengers, and she hadn't spotted him yet. A family of four crossed in front of him, and for a second Fitz lost sight of Olivia in the crowd. When he saw her again, she was looking straight at him.

He saw the moment that she finally found him, for her entire face seemed to light up. Immediately, Olivia began walking towards him, and by the time they reached each other, she was nearly running. She threw her arms around his neck, and Fitz picked her up, pulling her body as close to him as possible.

"You're here.", she breathed.

"I am.", Fitz replied, and he felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulder.

He was here, with her. Finally.

After four long months of separation, he was finally able to hold Olivia in his arms again. She loosened their tight embrace slightly and looked down into his eyes. Her smile was radiant.

"You're really here."

Fitz had to laugh at the almost childlike wonder in her eyes, like she couldn't believe that he was actually holding her. If he was being honest, he couldn't quite believe it either. He closed the small gap between them and kissed her, trying to convey all of his love for her with the first kiss in so long. They kissed passionately for a moment, the crowd around them completely forgotten. When Fitz broke the kiss, he put her down and wrapped his arms around her.

"Hi."

"Hi.", Olivia giggled, and the sound made his heart swell with love.

She reached up and traced his handsome features with the tips of her fingers. Suddenly, she couldn't wait to get him alone – to rediscover him. Fitz took her hand in his and pulled his small suitcase with the other one. When Olivia had suggested that they could spend her Christmas break together, he had immediately agreed. She had told him that she would come to D.C., but Fitz had declined her offer. He wanted to see where she grew up, and he wanted to meet her parents, so they had agreed to meet up in New York City instead. Although Olivia's family had offered that they could both stay with them over the holidays, the couple had opted to book a hotel room instead. She was excited for him to be introduced to her family officially, but she didn't want to share him every day for the ten days they'd have together.

Together, they walked outside into the crisp winter air. The sun was shining and the city looked beautiful with its countless lights and Christmas decorations. Olivia stopped a taxi, and Fitz simply watched her, admiring how comfortable she looked in the busy, crazy world that was New York City. The ride was short, barely ten minutes, but they couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. Fitz was stroking her thigh, and with every new touch his fingers inched a little bit higher. Olivia had been imagining this day for months now, and now that they were so close to finally being alone for the first time since her internship in D.C. had brought them together, her heart was racing.

They had talked every day. Sometimes, when they were both busy with cases and school, they'd only sent a few quick text messages back and forward. Other times, they would talk for hours on the phone. On days when Olivia was forced to stay at the library until after dark, Fitz would call her and talk to her until she was safely locked into her dorm. He knew it wasn't the same as actually walking her home, but it was as close as they could get, and it made her feel safer nonetheless. Fitz had taken to visiting Caitlin's grave every other Sunday, and on his hour-long ride home Olivia would call him to cheer him up or simply listen to him talk about his daughter. They had an unspoken agreement that no distance would ever stop them from supporting each other.

"This is it.", Olivia said when the cab pulled over.

They checked in and took the elevator up to their room. The view was stunning, and the couple took a moment to enjoy the sight of Central Park, covered in a light dusting of fresh snow. When Fitz had booked their hotel room, Olivia had told him that the place he had chosen was too expensive and fancy, but he had insisted. He wanted to spoil her, especially because it was Christmas. Now that they had arrived, Olivia was stunned by how truly gorgeous the place was.

"It's beautiful."

"Yeah, it is.", he smiled, and she knew he wasn't talking about the room or the view.

They undressed each other unhurriedly, and when they were finally able to touch bare skin against bare skin, the long, lonely months were forgotten. Fitz made love to her so slowly and gently that it reminded Olivia of their first time together, and it was nearly overwhelming. She told him, over and over again, how much she loved him and how much she had missed him.

Afterwards, when they were both blissfully satisfied and tired, they cuddled in bed for hours. Fitz told her about his latest case, and Olivia told him about school and her parents. Although they had talked on the phone before, Fitz was slightly nervous to be meeting them. She loved that about him – that it mattered enough to make him nervous. They opted for room service later that night, because it meant that they could stay in their robes, and eat in bed, and make love again whenever they felt like it.

It was after midnight and Olivia was already half asleep when Fitz slipped out of bed and went to retrieve a small, rectangular box from his suitcase. He returned to join her under the blankets and pushed the small gift towards her.

"It's Christmas Eve.", he smiled. "Open it."

"I left your gift at my parents' house.", Olivia replied worriedly. "I don't have anything to give you."

"I don't care. There's another gift for you on Christmas. This is just… something I wanted you to have right now."

Olivia wanted to complain about the fact that he had gotten her more than one gift when he was already paying for an overpriced hotel room for the two of them, but Fitz' eyes were shining with anticipation like he had been waiting a long time to give this to her. So she chose not to say anything and simply enjoy the way he was treating her.

She pulled the shiny, blue ribbon off and then worked on undoing the tape that was holding the white wrapping paper together. A grey box was revealed, and Olivia opened it slowly. She gasped and looked up at Fitz. He was looking at her nervously.

"Do you like it?"

"It's too much, but I love it.", Olivia admitted. "Fitz, you're spoiling me."

"You should be spoiled."

The box held a delicate diamond bracelet that sparkled beautifully even in the relatively dark room. It was the kind of jewelry every girl dreamt of, and Olivia was no exception, but she could have never afforded anything like this. She traced a finger along the tiny, expensive stones in awe. Then she scooted closer to him and kissed him sweetly.

"Thank you. It's absolutely perfect."

Fitz was thrilled. He had purchased the bracelet the week after Olivia had left D.C. in the summer, and he'd been holding on to it ever since, anticipating her reaction when he would finally be able to give it to her. He had contemplated sending it to her to surprise her, but he'd wanted to see the look on Olivia's face when she opened it, so he had kept it for months.

"Take it out.", he urged her.

Olivia pulled the bracelet out of its box carefully, almost afraid that she would break it. Once again, he had managed to make her speechless and to completely take her breath away. It was exhilarating to love a man that wanted to make her happy with everything he did.

"I love it.", she sighed happily.

"Flip it over and look at the back of it.", Fitz said, and she thought he sounded slightly nervous.

She turned the bracelet carefully in her hand and stared at the letters engraved on the back of it.

It wasn't a wordy confession of his love, and it wasn't a clichéd statement that could be found on so many pieces of jewelry. It was simple and personal and everything she could have ever asked for. The tiny engraving simply read:

Forever.

~ The End ~