Fitz Pov:

She really fainted. I've rendered many women speechless. But this...This was new. She actually passed out. He tried to not let it go to his head. "The little minx actually passed out" he said more to himself than anyone else. He got out of the bed and made his way to what he presumed to be the bathroom. He opened the door and flipped on the light switch "Lucky guess" he mumbled to him self as he washed his hands. He couldn't help but smile to himself as the memory of her riding his hand. He heard her begin to stir it was Showtime. He turned the light off and stepped into the cover of the dark just as she began to regain consciousness.

She slowly opened her eyes. The memories of everything suddenly hitting her. She threw the blankets off her body and scanned the room. Nothing well No one was there. She placed her hand on her bare chest and began to laugh. "Oh God it was just a dream" she was laughing so hard that she was crying.

"Hey now, I take offense to that" she jumped about ten feet in the air I couldn't help but laugh. I switched the light switch on. She looked scared and I instantly felt bad. She covered her body almost on instinct. "No need to be shy" I said waving my hand that had moments ago been inside her. Dare I say that she started to blush.

"What uh who are you?" she asked slightly above a whisper casting her eyes down to the floor suddenly… embarrassed. "No need to be embarrassed Olivia Pope, or scared I have no intentions on hurting you…Fitzgerald Grant the Third is my name and I've come to make you a sort of wager". I flashed her my lopsided grin.

"You broke into my apartment and you.. you.. did that to me and now you want to make a trade?" she started to cry. "Listen you can take whatever you want and I won't call the police just please, leave". He let her cry but only for a moment because he got this uncomfortable feeling in his gut. "I wish I could just leave because you really don't deserve this but as much as I hate it I need you. So get up and get dressed". She tried her best to stop crying "Why do you need me… I… I don't even know you?"

She looked at me for the first that night. There was that uncomfortable feeling again except this time it was worse. It's like she actually saw me and not the macho man display I carry on for everyone else. The real me Its like she saw everything I have ever hid from everyone else . It was making my skin crawl and left a bad taste in my mouth. It made me angry. Blood boiling actually.

"Put some clothes, unless you want to walk around naked" I squatted down eye level to her and whispered in her ear. "I can't promise to keep my hands to myself if you do" Her hands turned pale because her grasp on the blanket. "Don't worry like I said I am not here to hurt you". I stood up and watched he relax a little. " But I would put clothes on my guards don't really take no as an answer".

She just watched me. Which I found to be annoying. "Olivia we don't have all day" I said glancing at my watch 2:39. "We have only got a few more hours until I have to be…well out so come on speed it up". I snapped my fingers to show how serious I am. She starred at me like she wanted to say something.

"ugh women! what… what is the problem now. I've established that I am not going to hurt you and if you would get dressed I would tell you why I am here. So what are you waiting for now?" I was yelling by this point but not intentionally. "could you just uh it's just I need to get dressed and if you could I don't want you to see me". She finished shakily. I started laughing "Oh God your serious right now? You were gripping my shoulders as you came less than twenty minutes ago. Your suddenly embarrassed now and you want me to turn around?" this was getting annoying now.

"please?" she pleaded eyes carted down at the ground once more. I huffed and spinned on my heels. I am assuming she threw a shirt on to accompany the skimpy shorts she had been sporting this whole morning.

"Okay I'm dressed now" she stated and I turned back around. She was breathtaking she had a shirt on that clearly wasn't hers because it stretched down to her lower thighs. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun. But damn she couldn't have looked better even if she tried. I had to blink a few times to really take it all in. What the hell is happening to you Fitz get it together!! "let's go" she followed me into her living room. I directed her to sit in the couch.

"where are the body guards?" she asked glancing all over the room. "They make them self scarce until I need there assistance". She kept glancing around d the room in a way that made her look unstable I could tell she had some type of trauma issues. Which made me want to baby her and I hated myself for it. With that said I needed her present for this conversation "Come on out guys" they both came out of opposite sides of the rooms both hiding in plain site.

"Now let's talk" I smiled at her.

1 hours later.

She was crying again and it was freaking me out. She had been cr6ig. Sin e I broke the news about her precious Jake.

"No really isn't an option for you so I will need you to pack your things up and be ready by nine tonight. And obviously you will need to be discreet about this. And please stop the crying, you have made your bed and now it was time to lie in it. What do you say?"

"okay I..I uh I will do it"

" I'll see you tonight"