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Chapter 53 – Retribution
Fitz was ushered into Olivia's room as a paranoid Cyrus frowned. "What are you doing here?"
He moved closer noticing that she is asleep. His eyes perused her body, looking for injuries or blemishes. There is a bandage on her forehead and it's a reminder of the danger and he hates that she had been hurt. "You really think I wouldn't come to see her? How is she?"
Cyrus wanted to wring his neck. "I am here so you wouldn't have to be. She's fine. She has a concussion so they are keeping her here overnight."
Fitz tore his eyes away from her and glared at Cyrus. "I'm not leaving."
Cyrus growled. "You have meetings all day. You can't just cancel them and I need you to go back to the White House and do your job."
Fitz was livid. "I need to be here with her, so just deal with it, Cyrus."
Cyrus rubbed his forehead and started pacing. "Let's make a deal. You go back to the White House now and get back on schedule and I will arrange for you to be brought here later that way you can stay. We are basically detaining anyone who tries to come into the wing, so if a nurse has to check on her, then we'll escort you next door until they are done. I don't want anyone knowing that you are here."
Fitz leaned against the wall and sighed. Even though Cyrus is right and he can't stay all day, he still is annoyed. "Fine," he said before moving next to Olivia. He kissed her softly and then turned his attention back to Cyrus. "Let her know I was here."
Cyrus nodded. "I will."
Fitz left the room and headed back to the White House. He didn't know how he was going to get through the day when she is all he can think about.
"Tom, find out how long it will be before I get a report."
"Yes sir."
Fitz wanted to know who was responsible for this. He already has a theory, but if he gets confirmation, Blake won't know what hit him.
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Blake was watching CNN when breaking news about the shooting was announced. His man was killed which made him very upset. They didn't say that it was Olivia that was hurt, but he knew it must be her. He didn't understand how it could have happened since it was not his intention. He made some calls and grabbed his keys and headed to the hospital.
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Gideon had driven back to the office. Everyone was now sitting around the conference table.
"I don't think that they will let us in," Harrison said softly.
"I'm going to try anyway," Abby said grabbing her purse.
"Did you go to the bar last night?" Gideon asked.
Abby nodded. "Quinn's mark didn't say anything but mine did. Apparently, Blake is renovating his basement to make it soundproof. That's all he said."
Gideon glanced at Huck as they seethed at the implications. Abby grabbed her keys and headed to the hospital.
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Blake strode up to the wing that Olivia was in. The secret service opened the door and ushered him into a room. "Wait here, sir." Blake nodded. He was a little surprised at the level of security that was being used.
Cyrus appeared out of nowhere. "Blake? What are you doing here?"
"I heard what happened and wanted to make sure that she was okay."
"She will be fine. She has a concussion."
"May I see her?"
"Last I checked, you two don't get along."
"I would never want her to get hurt, Cyrus. We're all on the same team.
Cyrus cleared his throat. He wasn't buying the shit Blake was selling. "She's sleeping and I don't want her to be disturbed."
Blake stared at him for a moment. "Fine, tell her I stopped by," he said before starting to leave but then paused, a few steps away. "Why all the high-security measures?"
"We think that this has something to do with the Nasim transfer; maybe retaliation for her part in his capture." If Blake believed the lie, it will be good for all of them.
Blake nodded and left. If Cyrus was telling the truth, then they had no idea that he was involved which is good.
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Abby entered Olivia's room. Cyrus had let her come in and asked her to stay with Olivia until he could come back.
Olivia stirred and looked around. "Abby?"
"Hey there. I came to check on you. How are you feeling?"
Olivia motioned for some water and Abby poured her some. She took a gulp and then settled again. "My head hurts, but I'm fine."
"Cyrus was here and so was Fitz." She sat in a chair next to the bed.
"Fitz? I thought I was dreaming."
Abby smiled. "He'll be back later today."
"Who brought me here?"
Abby told her what Gideon and Huck had relayed. "Gideon has been going out of his mind with worry. They feel like they failed you."
Olivia sighed. "They didn't fail me. Blake just has too many connections."
"You really think it was him?"
"Yes, I'm pretty sure it was."
Abby looked away. Things were getting ugly, and she wondered how long it will be until someone really gets hurt.
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When the door starts to open, Olivia's head jerked up. When Fitz appeared, she smiled. "Hi."
"Hi." He made it to her in a few strides and then touched her face. "I almost lost it when Tom told me that you had been hurt. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you."
Olivia squeezed his hand that she now held, "I'm not going anywhere."
"When was the last time that a doctor or nurse came in?"
"About ten minutes ago. Why?"
Fitz smiled and took off his shoes. "Move over."
Olivia grinned and moved onto her side. Fitz slid in next to her and she savored his warmth.
"It seems like forever that I've been waiting to get you in bed."
Olivia chuckled. "I just wish it was under more amorous circumstances."
"Me too," he said rubbing her arm. "I have a confession to make."
She peered into his eyes. "Okay."
"I met with Cyrus earlier. I told him that I wanted Blake gone and that if he didn't do it, then I'd handle it personally."
Olivia started to protest. "Fitz…"
"Olivia, I know everything you're about to say, but no one hurts my woman and gets away with it. He's lucky I haven't ripped him from limb to limb." Fitz paused to calm himself. "It needs to be done. He is out of control. Abby told Cyrus that Blake is renovating his basement so that it's soundproof. He had someone go check it out and it looks like he was building some kind of holding area next to a possible torture chamber. There were a bed and chains." Fitz shuddered at the thought of Olivia being held down there. "I will not risk your life by allowing him to continue with this insanity. He's delusional and you are his muse. I'm done," Fitz said loudly.
The rage was oozing off of Fitz's body.
She swallowed hard. "Okay."
They didn't talk for a few more minutes which gave Fitz a chance to calm his breathing.
"If it was the opposite situation and you were lying here, I would have done the same thing."
"Thank you. Now get some rest. I'm not going anywhere."
She smiled and closed her eyes. "Good."
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Cyrus sat at his desk and rubbed his temples. The meeting with Fitz kept playing over and over in his mind.
FLASHBACK
"Cyrus, do you think this was Blake?" Fitz asked angrily.
Cyrus sighed."Yes, I do."
Fitz slammed his hand down on his desk. "I want him dead."
Cyrus pinned Fitz with his stare. "Do you realize what you are asking me to do?"
"Did I stutter? Kill his ass. I will not let him get away with what he has done. It was bad enough that he forced himself on her and now, he tries to kill her—enough! And don't even get me started about how he was going to break the person out of jail that just spit on everything this country stands for. He could have escaped and killed more people."
"Abby gave me some information and we had it checked out. I think he was planning on kidnapping Olivia and holding her in his basement." He threw some photos onto his desk.
Fitz grabbed them and then sunk into a chair. He clenched his jaw as he flipped through the pictures before throwing them back onto the desk. "I want him dead by tomorrow."
Cyrus took a deep breath. "Fitz, I hope you don't get mad, but I saw this coming. I already had it in motion."
Fitz blinked a few times. "You went behind my back and ordered a hit and didn't care that I asked you to think about it before making a hasty decision? What the hell Cyrus," he said incredulously.
"With all due respect, I saw the storm coming which happens to be my job. I am supposed to protect you and it is not my job to do the right thing. I only do the best thing for all parties involved. You were dragging your feet and I knew we needed it to be handled swiftly and efficiently. He's going to Florida tomorrow, so it is the perfect time to annihilate him."
Fitz rolled his eyes. "The next time you decide to kill someone under my watch, can you at least discuss it with me first?"
Cyrus smirked. "I'm not going to answer that."
Fitz shook his head. Cyrus is brilliant and scary at the same time. Thankfully, he is on his side.
