Disclaimer: I do not own Scandal
AN: Hi everyone! I'm back from the gorgeous land of Australia! I can't believe we left to come back to snow and cold and blizzards and the general misery of reality, but we did. Thank you to everyone for all of their well-wishes and for your patience. This chapter is a short one, but it's a little set-up for our next chapter. The final chapters of this story are coming up and they should be fairly fast-paced. There will be another part, so once "Ours" is over, we're not done with the Grant family. Of course we'll follow them to the White House! Anyhow, enjoy! ~ XOXO MAF
People throw rocks at things that shine
Feeling a headache forming once again behind her eye, Olivia pressed a fingertip to her temple, "What is B-613?"
"It's a government agency. It's completely autonomous and its purpose is to protect the Republic." Fitz explained.
"Uh-huh, right, and you know about this how?" She asked slowly.
Standing up, Fitz began pacing, "When I got out of the Navy, I was injured and in the hospital. I wasn't sure what I was going to do, but I knew I wanted to get out of California and away from my father. Originally, I'd wanted to stay in the Navy, but I was discharged for medical reasons."
Groaning in frustration, Olivia snapped, "Yes, Fitz, I know this."
"What you don't know is that while I was there a man in a suit showed up. He said that I had the opportunity to serve my country, should I be interested. He didn't look like he was used to hearing the word no." Sitting down heavily, Fitz scrubbed his hand over his face, "He was in my room when my father came in. It was as if the two knew each other. I never heard from them again, but my father said that B-613 wasn't something I should be involved with. Once you're in you can't get out and that Command will control your life forever."
"And then what happened?"
"You know the rest." Fitz shrugged, "My father tried to take over my life again, I moved to Boston, I met you and fell in love and now we have our life together."
"What made you think of B-613 now?" She asked slowly.
Fitz contemplated her question and released a long sigh, "It was the way you described this made up organization. Protecting the Republic. That's the one goal of B-613."
"And you think that my parents and Huck are somehow involved with them?" She shook her head, "Fitz, this is giving me a headache and it's crazy. My parents are history nerds who like to dig up old stuff and put together exhibits. They're not super spies trying to save America. They're just trying to save history. Besides, I'm not sure my Dad even knows how to point a gun, let alone run a spy ring."
"Why do you assume your parents would be running it?" He asked quickly.
Shrugging, Olivia answered, "I don't know. I just did." Leaning back, Olivia closed her eyes, "Can we talk about this once we get home? And when can I get out of here?"
The door opened at that moment and Dr. Taylor appeared, "Do I hear someone is trying to make a break for it?" She asked with a grin.
"Yes," Olivia answered simply, "can I please go back to my life now?"
Dr. Taylor smiled sympathetically at the young woman, "Yes, but the police are here to ask you a few more questions. Take your time, the room is yours for as long as you need it." She paused in the doorway, "Be safe, Mrs. Grant."
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It was three hours later when the group was exhausted, but curled up on the plane to take them back to Boston. Olivia was asleep with Jerry snuggled in her lap. Fitz took that moment to find Cyrus and sit down alone with him, "I have a question that I'm sure you know the answer to, but I'm not sure if I want to know the answer myself."
Cyrus gave him a questioning look, but nodded, "Okay."
"B-613, has Huck or Olivia's parents ever been involved with the organization?"
Leaning back, Cyrus gaped openly at Fitz, "How the hell do you know about B-613?"
"I was recruited, but my father got me out of it."
"And what brought this up now?" Cyrus asked slowly.
"Olivia said something in the hospital room." Fitz answered, "We were talking about her parents just showing up in Birmingham when she'd been kidnapped and how no one has heard from Huck and she was being sarcastic, but she said something about a secret organization protecting the Republic."
"And you were reminded of B-613." Cyrus surmised. He glanced down to where Maya and Eli said, both watching steadily over their sleeping daughter, "It's crazy. Those two are just so. . ." he paused, "normal."
"Maybe too normal." Fitz pointed out.
"No," Cyrus shook his head, "you're not delving into this right now. We're so close to the General election. We're too close. And right now it's too close to call with Reston. You can't get sidetracked by some insane theory about Olivia's parents and Huck being spies. Besides, B-613 is not something to get involved with ever. They work outside of the law. They don't even fall within the President's jurisdiction. We need to focus on getting Olivia home and making sure she feels safe and then we have to prep you for your debate with Reston. Okay?"
With a sigh of resignation, Fitz let it drop, "Yeah, okay. Why don't you come over instead of going back to headquarters. Bring the debate prep with you. Chances are Livie and Jer will just stay curled up together. I can do debate prep while watching them sleep."
"I agree. I think everyone will want to stare at her for a few hours after this scare." Cyrus agreed.
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"You can go in, there's still a couple of hours left to the work day and Sally needs-"
"Harrison is going into headquarters to give Sally and the rest of the staff an update." Fitz shut Olivia down. The plane had just touched down in Boston and the cars were there to take them home, "Everyone else is coming to our house. Abby is going to pick up some food so no one has to cook. We can all work from home."
Biting her lip, Olivia nodded, "Do you think everyone needs to see me?" She asked softly.
Cupping her face in his hands, he shook his head, "Not until tomorrow." He pressed a careful kiss to her lips, "Let's just focus on you getting some rest and we'll worry about the rest tomorrow. Cy and I are going to do debate prep."
"Okay, I'm still so tired and I want a shower." She paused, chewing her lip, "Can Abby pick up something fried?"
"Of course she can, now, come on, let's get to the car. Hopefully the press hasn't gotten wind of this yet." He knew that was hopeless, though. He was sure someone was interested in knowing why he'd just jetted off and back with no warning and no statement.
"I can't even think about the press now." She admitted before sliding in the backseat of the sedan. Jerry was already in his car seat, still sleeping soundly.
"Just closer your eyes and try to relax, Livie. You're home now." He tucked her into his side after he'd slid in next to her.
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"What do you mean Olivia Grant was kidnapped?" Samuel Reston tossed a stack of poll numbers on his desk. "How did I not know this? How am I just hearing about this now?"
Reston's campaign manager cringed and adjusted his glasses, "It hasn't been released to the press. I know someone who works in the campaign. I was tipped off. Apparently there was never an announcement made and she's supposedly been found. Grant just took off with his inner circle leaving Sally and Billy Chambers to run the show."
Reston tapped his fingers against his desk. "I want you to leak it that we're so happy Mrs. Grant is safe. I want a media storm surrounding them. It could tip the poll numbers in our direction that they lied about this. Let's use the dishonesty against them and to get ahead of them."
"Of course, Governor."
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Fitz let out a low curse as the pack of cars pulled up in front of their home. The press was already waiting on the lawn. Olivia groaned and opened her eyes, "Are we home?" She slurred out sleepily.
"Yes, and we have guests." He nodded towards their yard.
Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Olivia sighed, "Just great." She tugged on her clothes, trying to right them. She was so thankful Abby had grabbed the extra clothes she had at the office. She left her pajamas in Birmingham, not wanting to bring them back with her. "Let's get this over with." When the car was in park, she unstrapped Jerry, handing him off to Fitz, he was still dead asleep, which Olivia was grateful for.
"Mrs. Grant, where were you?"
"Who took you?"
"Was this a publicity stunt?"
"Did you run away?"
"Why didn't you take your son with you?"
"Are you and Mr. Grant having marital trouble."
Olivia simply tightened her grip on Fitz's hand as the group made their way to the front door. The moment it was shut, Cyrus said, "I think the leak came from our offices."
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XOXO
MAS