Hey guys so here's the next chapter ... I'm really facing some serious writers block of how to continue this story but I'm hoping If I just keep writing then some ideas will come to me . So anyway some of you guys have been asking if Fitz will find out about the rape but the thing is I can't think of a way that he would considering that the only people who know what happened are already dead. So here's the next chapter, I'm sorry that I didn't update sooner but I was on vacation and I didn't have wifi. So I will try to update soon but I still have the figure out where to go from here.
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He felt his eyelids slowly flutter open as he squinted at the bright artificially lit room. As he tried again to open his eyes, this time much slower he was finally able to let them adjust to the bright harsh light. Once he opened his eyes he had a few seconds of confusion where he didn't remember where he was. He began to soon as he felt the restraints on his arm and remember that he was handcuffed to a bed in the bottom of a presidential bunker. He knew that Cyrus and the Whitehouse spin team did not want this getting public and ruining the perfect Grant family Image so instead they kept him locked up down here and away from the light of day. He continued to try to pull on the restrains in a desperate attempt to break free. As hard as he pulled they refused to break. He knew it was no use but he continued to fiddle with them as he heard the door open and Kate the tall blond doctor entered the room. He quickly tried moved back into his original position in a hope that she would not notice what he had been doing
"I saw that … those things are made to stop suicidal people of all strengths so if they don't break for buff strong men then they definitely won't break for you" she pointed out
"Well I have to keep trying anyway, I mean I'm basically being held prisoner." He pointed out
"Well those handcuffs are your own choice, if you agree to answer my questions then I can take them off for a bit." She informed
"So if I cooperate I get freed?" he asked as a huge lightbulb went off in his head.
"Yeah … I believe in rewarding good behavior so if you cooperate then we help you"
"Okay fine I'll answer your questions"
"Great let's get started" she said in a chipper voice
"Wait no first you have to unchain me … that was the deal, you unchain me and then I answer your questions." He pointed
"Fine" she said as she grabbed a small key from her pocket and used it unlock each of the handcuffs. "So … let's talk"
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3 days later:
It had been 3 days since he had started cooperating and just as Kate promised he had been given more and more privileges. He had been allowed to walk around and he was even given his phone back so he could binge watch House of Cards on Netflix. Little by little he was revealing more and testing more boundaries. He knew that they would send Fitz to talk to him soon and he was read … ready to give the performance of a lifetime.
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1 day later:
It was early in the morning when Fitz arrived at the bunker. He had not been here since he left last week to go to California. After his whole breakdown he was trying his best to keep it together. After California he had to go back to D.C, and deal with a terror crisis in East Sudan. In fact he was so stretched on time that right after his meeting here he would be heading back to D.C to dive right back into nonstop meetings with the joint chiefs. He was worried right now though not about foreign issues but instead about what was going on with his suicidal son. As soon as he got to the bunker he was rushed into a waiting room where he was being briefed by a doctor
"So how is he?" Fitz asked
"He's really great actually, he's actually opening up and talking to the doctors are really going deep into his feelings."
"Seriously? I thought he was going to be all messed up and sullen" Fitz admitted
"Yeah I know it surprised all of us how open he's been but you know it's a good thing, talking and sharing will only lead to healing which is exactly what Jerry needs right now."
"That's great … is he any beter now?" Fitz asked careful not to get his hopes up
"He does actually seem much beter, in fact if you wanted to you could talk to him for a few minutes"
"Wait you mean like face to face me in the room"
"Yeah I mean if you want to sir"
"Yeah um … of course"
"Great I'll show you where it is." She said as she led him down the hallways towards a large metal door. He slowly pushed it open and entered the large bright white room. The second he closed the door Jerry turned around for one second to see him before turning his attention back to his phone.
"What you watching?" Fitz asked as he walked closer to him
"Oh um House of Cards … um by the way have you ever thrown someone in front of a subway or locked someone in a garage while their car is on in order to gain power?"
"I can't say I have"
"Ugh why is normal politics so boring I mean on house of cards they kill everyone to get to the top"
"Well I don't think that killing everyone is a good thing"
"If it brings you power it's a good thing … relax I'm kidding"
"Good I was getting concerned" Fitz admitted
"Don't worry I'm not going kill people … as Kate said that would be counterproductive"
"Yes killing people is wrong… killing yourself is wrong too"
"Yes well I see now that that was a stupid and reckless idea that would cause more harm than good"
"I'm glad … I just want to … I just want … ugh I listen I …. You know when you got to a hospital the first thing they ask you is to rate your pain from 1 to 10 and I remember one time when I was little my father beat me in a drunken rage and broke a couple of my ribs and I remember when I finally went to the hospital the nurse asked me to rate the pain and I gave it a nine. I remember later the nurse came back and she said I was strong because I get a 10 a 9 but the truth was I was saving my 10 and the day that your mother died I used it .. That was the hardest and most painful day of my life and I was sad and angry and I took that anger and that pain and I put it on you and I see that now and I realize how wrong I was and how much pain I caused you and I am so so sorry and I know you might never forgive me but … I'm sorry"
"I do"
"What?"
"I do forgive you … I don't hold any grudges anymore"
"Seriously? Are we really good?"
"Were good" Jerrys said as he reached out and hugged his father not letting him see the smirk on his face… oh what fools people could be.
