Hey guys. I know, I know. "How could you leave us? How could you leave your story? How could you leave the character in limbo?" I suck and I had no inspiration. Season three did not suck to death but it could have bee a lot better. But lets put that behind us and continue with getting payback. This chapter includes a time jump. Lets see how our favorite family is coping after the visit to Nattie's grave.

Here is a little snippet into their life. Thanks for those how have messaged me and threatened to all but kill me if I didn't undated at least on of my stories. I'm going to try and update more often. if I take to long, just send me a little fire to get me going! oh and sorry for any typos!

-lonnii 3

Karen looked around the table in fear. Could she? Should she? Lately, it was just better to suffer through family time in quietness. It was exactly three months since the trip to California to visit with Nattie and thing were...different.

Fitz spent entirely too much time with Teddy, Karen and Gerry and not nearly enough time in the Oval. Olivia was almost never around anymore. She was acting like Fitz when the kids can home from school after Teddy was born. Fitz was mean and uncaring. Olivia wasn't necessarily mean and uncaring though. She was sharp and to the point. She was there if the kids needed to talk to her but other than that she was gone. She was always working. If this was why Fitz was sad all the time before, Karen could see why.

Karen glanced around the table once more. Gerry was pushing his mashed potatoes round on the plate. Something that was out of the normal. Gerry loved all things food, especially mashed potatoes. Fitz stared at Olivia, almost silently willing her to stop and actualy eat and interact with her family. Teddy happily stole food of of Olivia's plate while Olivia had her head buried in a stack of papers.

"Mom?" Karen spoke softly.

"Yes, dear?" Olivia answered not looking up from her papers.

"Umm, will you be able to help me with my science project?"

"I thought Gerry was helping you with that?" Olivia mumbled, flipping through papers highlighting.

"Yea, but you promised you would help. You said you had a great idea for the candy DNA strand."

"Yes, I did say that." Olivia answered noncommitedly. She finally stopped looking up from the papers, smiling widely. "When do you want to start?"

"Umm, after dinner? I don't have school tomorrow so I can stay up-"

Olivia picked up her papers, cutting her off, "Actually, I have to work tomorrow."

" ...unless you have to work again..." Karen finishing her orignal sentence sadly.

Olivia glanced at Karen after she heard the sadness in her voice, "I'm sorry Karen. I've been working so hard lately. I haven't saved anytime for you, have I?"

Karen shook her head no while Gerry answered, "You haven't saved time for any of us. If you actively miss one more meal, I'm sure Teddy will weight 200 pounds."

"Huh?" Olivia was confused.

"He's been eating off you plate for three months but you've been to damn busy to see-"

"Gerry!" Fitz disciplines him. "Stop or I'll send you to your room."

"Don't bother. I'll send myself." He stood abruptly. "I'm clearly not missing anything here but the usual silence." Gerry leaves with his dishes.

Karen and Fitz look sadly at the door.

Olivia cleared her throat, "Well, at least we know he'll get to bed on time tonight."

Fitz rolled his eyes standing from the table also. "He's been minding curfew for the last three months. Goodnight Karen." Fitz took his plate, grabbed Teddy and left also.

"And then there were two. I'm going to make more time for and your brothers and your Dad. I promise. So, what do you wanna do tonight?" Olivia said with a smile.

Karen frowned with a confused look, "Night Mom. Maybe I will work on the project tomorrow with Gerry or something." Karen stood, grabbed her plates and left the room too.

Olivia looked around the empty dining room. She pushed the half empty plate away with a smile. At least now she could get some peace and quiet to study. She had work to do. She had dirt to find. She had people to bring down. But most importantly, she had revenge she needed to get. They may not have led to the death of her child, but they had they're hand in trying to break up her happiness now. She wasn't going to stand for it. Not anymore. If they wanted the monster, she could give them a monster. And she know just who could help her get to that place. She looked around before taking a step outside the door.

Tom startled her with his sudden appearance, "Is there something I can assist you with Ms. Pope?"

"It's Olivia. If I have told you once I have told you a thousand times. Call me Olivia. That is unless you want me to call you by your last name?"

Tom looked around the deserted hallway, "That will not be nessasary Olivia."

"Well thank you. I may need that help later. That's if you'll still be around."

"Of course I'll be here. But it will not be a problem. If you can tell me where, I will get a route and plan in place-

"No, you don't understand Tom. I want to go by myself. And by myself I mean by myself. Not you and Fitz telling me I'm by myself and you are really tailing me."

Tom stilled himself . "I don't know what-"

Olivia cut him off with a chuckle, "I know when you are hanging about, Tom. I know more that what Fitz thinks I know."

"Yea?" Tom asked not really all that surprised.

"I know he had Huck have a little conversation with Millie's parents. I want to be alone. I have...I have to be alone please. You knew me before all of this, Tom. You knew me before you knew about Fitz's and I relationship. You knew me when I was just the new kid at the big and fancy boarding school. You knew me as the daughter of a controlling psycho, no offense to my Dad. I'm a private person. I need some time on my own. I'm suffocating here. I'm drowning. Please?"

Tom took in her ragged breaths and her pleading eyes. "Okay. Okay. Just please be safe. The President would kill me if anything happened to you when I let you sneak out by yourself."

"Thank you Tom. Thank you so much." she offered the shocked man a hug before walking back into the dinning room, closing the door behind me slowly, smiling slowly. 'Damn, that was easy.' She thought to herself. If Tom feel for the sweet, little begging act, than she could get the rest of the secret service to do anything. And if she could do that... she was unstoppable. But first things, first. She pulled out her phone, dialing the number. She was surprised she chose them to help. But hey, desperate times, desperate measures.

"Hello Olivia."

"Hello Father."

"What can I assist you with?"

"I need your area of expertise." Olivia answered with an even response.

"What are you trying to accomplish? What are you trying to do?" Eli was intrigued. Olivia never asked for help... even when she needed help.

"I want to get my evil wings..." she replied.