"Wait, one challenge before I go to the hospital."
"Excuse me?" Olivia said.
"If you can get my arm down, I won't call Fitz again until he calls me."
Olivia laughed, "I'm going to break your other hand."
"You're soft and weak."
Olivia smiled and Angela followed her to the table.
"No."
"I'm not going to hurt Olivia Fitz."
"It's okay. I want to break her other hand."
Fitz didn't want them arm wrestling. He knew Angela could really hurt Olivia.
"Are you ready?" Olivia asked, when their elbows were on the table.
"Yeah."
For a few seconds, Fitz didn't know who would be the winner. Olivia's arm leaned downward and she came up. Fitz could see she was using all her strength. Angela struggled to keep her hand up. Olivia pushed downward harder. A second later, Angela's hand hit the table a lot softer than when he slammed her hand on the table.
"I won!" Olivia said.
"I let you win."
"You're the weak bitch!"
Olivia couldn't stop laughing. Fitz shook his head. This had to be humiliating for Angela.
"Let's get to the hospital, or do you want to get embarrassed again?"
"We can go now."
When they were in the car, Fitz asked Angela if her other hand was okay.
"My hand is fine. I guess this means I won't be calling you anymore."
"Only if you have an emergency."
"Okay, I can respect that."
A few hours later, Fitz took Angela home. Her hand was broken, and the nurses at the hospital had a lot of questions. Angela let them know Fitz didn't attack her. They were arm wrestling. When he dropped her off, he drove to his house. Olivia was sleeping, and he didn't want to wake her. He would see Olivia and Karen in the morning.
