Late summers in DC were no joke. The rising temperatures - with the added humidity - were so strong, it could break a person's will on a consistent basis. Air conditioning units and fans on full-blast, but it proved no match for the heat. No wonder it was normal for federal employees and whoever lived in the area, to migrate to cooler conditions.

Work was slow in August for Olivia Pope & Associates. But always the vigilant soldier, she continued to keep the doors open, just in case a client from out of town, or just about to start a new Congressional term, needed her help. So, they were set on cleaning old files, replying to emails to tried and true clients, and preparing for a new wave of cases to handle. But the limited relief blocked the crew's productivity.

"It is too hot for this," Abby griped, pulling her long red hair into a ponytail. "We should be at the beach, or drinking cold ones by the Marina."

Harrison twisted his necktie off, trying to cool off temporarily. "Is the AC even on?"

Stepping down from the ladder, Olivia sassed, "It's blowing frigid air. See my goosebumps? Maybe you and I should switch places and then you have some relief."
"Ha, ha," he sneered. "You just want me to stack those boxes."

Olivia continued, "You got it. Hey, if we get this room cleaned up, we can go."

Abby huffed, slapping a folder on the table. "That may take forever."

Familiar with her verbal antics, Olivia smiled. "Well, that's not my problem. But I do have some wine and beer in the fridge, if you want some. Let's go to my office." The three journeyed to her spacious room, very cool, thanks to a decent A/C unit.

"So," Olivia started, plopping into her chair. "What's new?"

Abby shot a dirty look and Harrison began to drink from his beer bottle. They started to divulge about future vacation plans, random dates, and some of the foolishness they've heard from others in the city.

"Hey."

Quinn had arrived from running errands. "I brought some lunch."

"What about you, Liv," Harrison asked.

Here we go, she thought, they want updates. Taking a long sip of her wine, Olivia squinted her eyes, using the action to carefully maneuver around this. This was her thing. Spinning stories well so she could look good.

"Fine."

With a haughty laugh, Abby corrected, "Oh no, there's no 'fine' between us. We literally set you up with this man ourselves! Is he treating you right? Do you have passionate love sessions whenever you're together? Do you flutter around, thinking about him? I think we deserve some kind of update."

Olivia side eyed Abby, before breaking out her coy smirk. "Things are going well. I'm having him and his son over for dinner on Thursday."

Harrison nodded, while Abby and Quinn squealed and clapped. The excitement almost irritated her, but Olivia knew her friends were looking out for her, wanting her to succeed in all areas of her life. They had been with her long enough to know that she wasn't cavalier with her relationships.

"I'm looking for a recipe. Something easy but will be delicious." Olivia expressed while clicking around on the laptop. "I've told him I don't cook, but I want to impress him."

Quinn interjected, "You can't go wrong with pasta. Heat up some sauce, sprinkle your favorite cheese, and you're good to go."

"There's a primavera I make," Abby stated, "l'll email you the recipe."

Olivia thanked the two. "Any thoughts, Wright?"

Shaking his head with a mischievous look on his face, Harrison answered. "Just have a good time. You know Grant doesn't need much to be pleased. Am I right, or am I right?"

Olivia rolled her eyes then searched for a hard object to throw at him. "You go too far! His child will be there. No funny business."

As the room filled with laughter, Harrison lifted his hands. "Everything will be great."

Thankfully showing a smile while waving him off, Olivia reminded, "Good thing I love you, I'd give you so much hell for that."

"You do love me," Harrison replied. "I'm happy that you're happy. We're all happy."

The four sat in silence for a minute. Abby calmly observed, "You're really into him."

It was time to reveal her true feelings to her friends. Olivia smiled - albeit bashfully - while pressing her eyes closed. It was now or never to do this.

"I am. I do like him a lot. I think... I think this could be something more."

After she finished, Olivia took a deep breath, and gulped more wine. Being transparent and vulnerable was not strong suit, but these were her friends, her team. They would go over a cliff for her. She noticed that they were willing to support, professionally and personally. All she had to do was allow them in.

She watched Abby smile and Harrison nod. Quinn raised her beer bottle.

"To Liv and Fitz."

"Hi."

"Hi."

Opting to use FaceTime on her iPad, Olivia wanted to chat and still see Fitz. Their visiting schedules had been funky since their weekend together. So, they made a point to talk or videochat at least twice a week.

"How are you, my dear?"

Sitting back on the couch, she answered. "Doing well. How about yourself?"

"Fine."

"That's good."

Olivia felt her cheeks rise; the admiration she had for Fitz was growing. He always seemed to do something that would make her calm. Even just a simple "hi" would make her day better.

"Liv? What's up?"

Taking the hint that she was in her own little world and Fitz was pulling her back, Olivia answered, "Just thinking about Thursday." She almost burst out laughing when Fitz immediately looked panicked.

"You're not cancelling, are you?"

"Oh no," she spoke, "I was thinking about my gameplan. I wanted to know. Is Teddy allergic to anything?"

Fitz poked out his lips as he thought. "Not that I know of."

"You?"

"No. What are you planning?"

Olivia relented her secret, "I'm going to make dinner."

"Is that so?" The bridge of Fitz's nose crinkled and it was adorable. Olivia giggled.

"Yes."

"I thought you don't cook." Fitz gave a crooked smile.

Olivia shook her head, knowing he would remember her factoids. "I can make simple things. I want it to be a surprise though. But if it doesn't go well, I can easily call one of the restaurants to deliver."

"I trust in your abilities, Liv. Can't wait to eat what you make. Ted is very excited."

The mention of Teddy reminded Olivia of something she had needed to ask. They had been avoiding this conversation and she wanted to feel better about everything. "Fitz?"

"Yes, baby?"

Olivia leaned forward. "We've been skirting around this topic, but, I'm having concerns about our relationship with Teddy."

Maybe the question wasn't properly worded because Fitz's eyebrows lowered. His voice deepened when he asked, "What about it?"

"I don't want to mess anything up. Is he used to any of this?"

"What do you mean?"

Olivia clasped her hands, hoping to not ruin the mood. "Having someone sharing his Dad. Like a girlfriend."

Fitz cleared his throat. "Not as much. I was very particular about who got to meet him. But Livvie, he simply adores you. He always asks when I'll see you next."

Shifting around, she added, "We can't keep seeing each other in private. Sneaking away for a weekend won't do in the long run, especially if he only has you. You know? I want to have quality time, but I don't want to feel like I'm hiding. Around him."

"I know," Fitz replied in a calm voice. "You are more than welcome to come over and spend the night. We'll make it work."

"He's four."

His chuckle made Olivia believe that she was being silly. That she was being unreasonable. Olivia watched as he brought his phone closer so she could see every detail and expression. "Sweetheart, my son will be fine. We will be careful but we can't be afraid to move forward. This is all new territory for all of us. To be honest, he didn't seem as fazed by his mother dating now and I have no clue if her boyfriend lives with her."

Feeling her jaw drop, Olivia quickly snapped her mouth closed "Oh. I'm sorry. I forgot about that."

Taking a moment to let it all sink in, Fitz let out a sigh. "Yeah, it made me sad at first, but I finally believe we've all moved on. I'm at peace. But you know what? You help a lot, Olivia. You being here in my life. I haven't smiled as much as I do now with you. And you actually want to know my son. That means a lot. So don't worry. When the time comes to discuss more with him, we will do so."

His words resonated. If he wasn't worried, she shouldn't be worried. "I can't wait to see you. I miss hugging you."

"I know," Fitz smiled. His eyes were so bright. "I miss kissing you. You have the best lips. I could kiss you all day."

Olivia couldn't help but laugh. "You're too much, Mister."

"But I mean it. That's the first thing I'm going to do on Thursday. Kiss you." Fitz quickly ran his fingers through his hair. Olivia gasped. Everything he did was incredibly sexy.

"Liv..."

"I can't help it. I like looking at you." Olivia grinned at him.

They talked for another twenty minutes, shooting the breeze, finding more things to discuss. When they said their goodbyes, Olivia made Fitz promise to call her right before he went to bed. She admitted that she wanted his voice to be the last thing she heard she went to sleep. It caused him to smile extra wide. That made her happy.

Thursday night had arrived. Olivia decided to make it a half day at the office, so she could prepare. It took her twice as long to return from the grocery store. Bags full of vegetables, pasta boxes, cheese, and gourmet snacks. And drinks. Lots of drinks. Apple, orange, cran-raspberry, water, and lemonade. She didn't know what Teddy would like, so she decided to splurge.

She and Fitz agreed that 6:30 would be a good time. Enough wiggle room to change out of her work clothes, start dinner, and prepare a kid-friendly environment. It had been weeks since Fitz had been instead the apartment; Olivia wanted to give a good impression.

Intently reviewing the primavera recipe, Olivia boiled the pasta and cut the vegetables. She bought a new apron that covered parts of her yellow dress. Her timing was going well, having all the elements in place.

Cooking was never her forte. Frozen meals and casseroles were the only things made at home, and usually her family were mainstays at the fanciest restaurants. So, being a domestic goddess was not in her future. But she wanted to try.

Olivia heard two sets of knocks. It had to the boys. Smiling to herself, Olivia smoothed her dress as she walked to the door. Taking a breath, she unlocked and opened it.

"Hello there."

Fitz smiled. "Hi."

"Livia!" Teddy's joyful greeting was the best way to start the evening.

"O-livia," Fitz gently reminded.

Teddy mouthed the phrase again to himself, then gave Olivia a warm embrace. "Hi, Livia," he whispered.

"Good evening! You can call me Livia all you want. Come on in."

Teddy and Fitz stepped inside. She watched the younger Grant take everything.

"Your house is very small. I like it."

"Thank you, Mister Grant."

Teddy's face crumpled. "Are you talking to my Daddy? Because that's his name."

"My bad, Teddy," Olivia corrected herself, "Thank you, Teddy. I want to show you something." The two made their way to the refrigerator. "What would you like to drink? This is what I have."

"Whoa." Teddy's eyes were so big, they almost fell out of their sockets. Fitz snorted. "Look at this, Daddy! Which one should I choose?

"It's up to you, baby."

Teddy paused. "May I have lemonade, please?"

"Sure."

Olivia twisted the bottle open, pouring a healthy serving over to Teddy. Fitz twisted his lips. "You didn't have to do all of this, baby."

"I want to. Here ya go."

"Oh!" Olivia exclaimed, "Where's my kiss? You said that it was the first thing-"

She didn't have a chance to finish because Fitz was already on the move, pressing his lips to hers. It was appropriate in the company of Teddy, but it was so sensual. It felt like the best kiss ever.

"I didn't forget," he announced. "I was waiting for the perfect moment."

"What are you making this evening?"

Olivia tried to cover the pans and hide the view from Fitz. Using her flirty moves, she playfully shooed him away, "That's none of your business for now. How about you and Teddy make yourself at home?"

"Okay," he replied, then bit his lip. "But you know I'll come back to check up on you."

Every now and then, Olivia would peek around the corner and watch Fitz and Teddy. They were adorable together. It was never lively at her place. Just her. Quiet evenings consisting of wine and popcorn, with paperwork sprawled all over her couch and coffee table. Catching news recaps and resting before another day at the office. Maybe a rare wine night with Abby, or a visiting girlfriend from Princeton. But this was something she could get used to. A life full of...life.

Taking a moment to sip her wine, she took the loaf of bread she got out the oven. Crusted beautifully to accent the pasta. Olivia congratulated herself on a foolproof success.

"How's it going?" She heard Fitz call out. Taking her glass, she joined the Grants at the table. Teddy was sitting on Fitz's lap. "It's great." Leaning down to give Fitz a kiss. "Couldn't be better." They both hmm-ed, pretty much starving for the next kiss.

Teddy slapped his hands on his cheeks. "Oohh! Kissing time!"

Olivia laughed, remembering that Teddy would notice anything. Not wanting to leave him out, she asked, "Would you like a kiss too?"

"Eww, no. You just kissed Daddy!"

Fitz surprised Teddy by blowing a raspberry on his cheek. The younger Grant squirmed, begging his father to stop. But Fitz kept going, placing kisses all of over Teddy's face.
They all laughed, thoroughly enjoying the company. Olivia asked how preschool was going - preparing for kindergarten.

"Daddy and I visited my new school yesterday. Or Monday. I don't know. But it's nice!" Teddy shared more about his new teacher, and the possibility of wearing an uniform every day.

"Hey, Livia?"

Finding his gaze, she lovingly asked, "Yes?"

Teddy's nose flared. "What's that smell?"

Olivia slightly turned to the kitchen and nearly panicked. Smoke was rising from the pan. Rushing about in the small space, finding water, towels to dispel the havoc.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!"

"Olivia, what's wrong," Fitz came into the kitchen. With one hand placed on hip, lip trembling, Olivia was stirring the pasta frantically.

"No! Go back, Fitz."

"What?"

"I ruined it, Fitz!"

"Liv. Livvie."

Mumbling more words, Olivia slapped her hand on the counter. "What the fuck is wrong with me!"

Fitz took the spatula from her and tried to reassure her. "No."

Switching off the burners, she cursed herself, "Look at this. It's not supposed to look like this." Pulling her apron off in frustration, Olivia began to walk around. Fitz placed his hands on her shoulders, halting her pace. Moving down to her arms, he held her close. Hoping to comfort her. "No, it's not. You tried and we appreciate it."

"I should have ordered something before you arrived. And now you all have to wait longer. Oh my gosh, this is horrible."

"Daddy, is everything okay. Livia, why are you crying?"

Standing in the doorway, Teddy's brown eyes were doe in shape, like Olivia's. It made her cry some more. Turning away to wipe her tears, she confessed, I messed up the recipe for our dinner."

"Oh," he responded. "It's okay! We do that sometimes, right, Daddy?"

Fitz nodded. "Yes."

Even with their sweet efforts, Olivia was fuming. She failed. Failing was never an option. Reaching over Fitz, she took the saucer, ready to dump the pasta into the garbage.
"Liv."

"Scoot over," she commanded, using her disappointment to start cleaning.

"Baby, it's okay."

Olivia did not answer, using whatever brillo pad or towel in sight to scrub off the visual disaster. Fresh tears began to form, as she continued to scrape the burnt remnants.

"Pizza?"

Olivia stopped, turning towards the voice.

Teddy stared directly at her. "We could have pizza."

Fitz knelt to Teddy, giving him a big kiss on the cheek. "That's a grand idea, Teddy. What do you think?"

Olivia swallowed, quietly replying, "That's fine. I'll call in." She took a deep breath, as Fitz rushed to her, massaging the center of her back. "Let me take care of it." With three quick kisses on her cheek, he called for Teddy, and they moved to the living room.

What a mess. The one moment that she conjured up in her mind that would absolutely perfect, was everything but. Then as she royally embarrassed herself, her boyfriend had to come in and "save the day".

Olivia couldn't stop sniffing. Placing the raw vegetables back in the refrigerator, trying to clean up this shit fest. It wasn't working. Olivia snuck away to her bedroom to try to pull herself together.

Ten minutes later, a soft knock on the door interrupted her tears.

"Livia?"

"Teddy, I'll be there in a minute."

"Can I come in?"

Olivia tried to compose herself, wiping her eyes, hoping they weren't too puffy. Things couldn't possibly get worse. "Sure," she croaked. The door slightly opened, and the brown-haired boy, carefully walked to the foot of the bed.

"I'm sorry that our dinner got burned. You're not a bad cook. We all make mee-stakes."

"Thank you."

Teddy rocked on his toes - a habit most likely picked up from his father - "If you want, we can try again another time."

"Yes. That would be great."

Then, he displayed the sweetest of smiles that melted Olivia's heart.

"Come here, sweetie."

She watched in amazement as Teddy took off his flip flops, and climbed to where she was sitting. As if they knew each other for years, Teddy quietly snuggled into her arms, and she held him like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"I'm so sorry."

"It's okay."

"It's not okay. I just wanted to impress you and your Daddy."

Teddy mumbled, "Why?"

"Because I want you to like me."

"But I already do."

Olivia wasn't expecting him to tell her this. "Well, I don't see you often, so maybe you forgot."

"Oh. But I remember," Teddy explained, "I don't forget people who are kind to me and make my Daddy smile."

Olivia pressed her lips on the top of Teddy's head. "You're so sweet." They sat quietly, using the moments to mentally reset.

"Livia?"

"Yes?"

"Do you love my Daddy?"

Olivia pulled away to view Teddy's face. Calm as can be, with sweet brown eyes that were large with curiosity. Waiting for an answer.

"Teddy, I don't understand the question."

"Do you love my Daddy?

Not knowing how to correctly respond, Olivia blurted what sounded good, "I love how he takes care of you. I admire that about him. I think he's a wonderful man and I love how he loves you and treats you like a prince. He's a great Daddy."

Teddy began to squirm as he whined, "But Livia…You are 'voiding my question!"

Olivia's jaw dropped in amazement. "How could you tell?"

"Daddy does that sometimes. It's because he's a lawyer." Teddy smiled proudly. "But guess what?"

"What?"

Teddy crawled to his knees, cupping his hands to Olivia's ear. "I think he loves you."

"Really?" Her eyes opened wider to try to connect with what Teddy was implying.

"Yes."

"How do you know?"

Teddy began to shrug. Olivia could he was going to attempt to explain, so she waited.

"I don't try to eavess-dwop," Teddy struggled to find the perfect word, and it came out adorably. Picking at an imaginary piece of lint on his shirt, he started, "But I was playing with my toys when he was talking to Uncle Harrison. 'Livia, I heard Daddy tell Uncle Harrison on the phone about love and you and stuff like that. So I was wondering if you knew."

Olivia blinked. Harrison wasn't going to give her a heads up? That joker. "And what did you hear?"

Deepening his voice to emulate his father's, Teddy answered, "I love her, buddy. It's crazy to know that I can feel so passion-ly about a woman like her."

Laughing to mask her confusion and intrigue, Olivia didn't know what to say.

"There were other words, but I don't remember," he resumed his toddler ways.

"Okay, honey."

"So, do you?"

"Do I what?"

"Love my Daddy."

Olivia pursed her lips. How was she about to confess to this child about how she felt about his father? This man who had reminded her of how good love could be, if given properly. It didn't seem like a good idea to tell him and not let his father know first.

Teddy snuggled more into Olivia, placing his head on her chest, "It's okay if you don't know. I just wanted to see if you loved him back."

"Where did you get all of this wisdom from?"

Teddy giggled. "Easy. Daddy and the internet."

The two laughed some more as Olivia pulled Teddy in another hug. "Thank you for checking on me."

Another knock startled them. Fitz entered with a smile. Olivia blushed slightly, knowing that he would be very enamored by seeing his son and his girlfriend bonding.

"Hey, sorry to interrupt, but pizza should be here any minute. Teddy, want to wash up?"

"Okay!" He scooted up to kiss Olivia's cheek.

Fitz was surprised by Teddy's actions. He waited for his departure to talk to Olivia. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. You've raised a wonderful son. He's so caring."

"He has a sweet soul," Fitz wrapped his arms around Olivia. "And I'm so glad you two are getting along." Olivia sighed as Fitz kissed her again. "Let's go eat."

Two pizzas - pepperoni, and sausage with peppers - later, the trio was stuffed. Olivia helped herself to a large glass of her favorite wine, while Fitz nursed on the Scotch that was left for him. After the pasta fiasco, the chill atmosphere was needed. Olivia put on some music and they enjoyed each other's company. As the hours past, Teddy looked like he was ready to pass out.

"What's wrong," Fitz massaged his son's back, kissing his temple.

Teddy kept mumbling. "I just wanna go to sleep."

"Okay."

Olivia asked, "Do you…want to put him down in my room?"

Fitz glanced in surprise. When she nodded to show that she was certain in her request, he replied, "Sure. Teddy, how about you to go lie down on Livvie's bed."

After being set down on the floor, Teddy slowly left towards to her room.

Olivia and Fitz exchanged glances. "I'm sorry for all of this. I should have been thinking logically and taken the easy route."

"Don't ever be sorry," he quickly stated.

Olivia sighed, crossing her arms. "It's part of my nature. Growing up, I had to be perfect. Failing is not an option. Even the little things, I had a standard to live up to. Work twice as hard to be twice as good."

"It's going to be alright." She watched Fitz leave his seat, making quick work of the distance, standing next to her. She reached for his hand. "Do you want to stay here? For the night?"

"What about…"

An intriguing smile rose on her face as she added, "I don't mind. I just don't you two to leave. I like having you here. "

Fitz rocked on his heels, with a slight grin. "Is that so? Well, I love being here with you. I might have some extra clothes in the car. Let me go check. Ok?"

"Ok."

"Daddy?"

"Yes, buddy."

"Where's Livia?"

Olivia called out, "I'm right here."

Teddy let out a yawn and quickly returned into her arms, putting his head down on Olivia's lap. She peered over to Fitz, and he just allowed it happen. She wasn't ready for his willingness to come to her.

"Hey buddy, what do you think about staying here tonight?"

Lifting his head from her lap, Teddy's voice rose, "Are we having a sleepover?"

Fitz chuckled. "Yes, we are."

"Yay!"

Olivia grinned, squeezing Fitz's hand.

"Can we watch movies?"

"Let me see if I can find something on-demand."

Fitz excused himself to change. Didn't take long for him to return in a t-shirt and gym shorts. There must have been some outfit in his closet that was ill-fitted; Olivia had not seen it yet. He looked so good, so muscular, yet very trim.

"Liv?"

"Hmm?"

She felt hot as Fitz winked at her. He caught her eyeing him.

"Teddy," he spoke, breaking the lusty silence. "I have some swim trunks that I want you to put on. These will be your PJ's for the night. Can you go put them on, in Olivia's bathroom?"

The boy followed directions, scampering away.

"Hey, are you sure about this?"

Olivia nodded. "Mmhmm. Of course. This will be good. For all of us." She walked to Fitz, looking at him with pride. It didn't matter what the conversation was, their eyes could talk for them. Even in silence, thoughts floated. She brought her hand, brushing her fingers through his hair as she kissed him.

"Hmm," he sighed.

"Fitzgerald."

"Olivia Carolyn." His voice dropped to that low register that made her weak in the knees.

Three quick kisses in a row; they giggled and smirked. Standing in the middle of the room, just enjoying each other, sharing a tender moment. Olivia

"You look great," he whispered, admiring Olivia's ensemble of a t-shirt and shorts. "We're matching."

Laughing quietly, she answered, "So do you."

Fitz pressed his lips on her neck. "You are amazing."

"Lies," she admitted.

"I know what I'm talking about. You make me incredibly happy."

"Oooh.."

"Mmmm."

"Mmhmm," he repeated, but in a drawn-out kind of way.

A set of high-pitched giggles filled the space. Olivia also giggled, tapping her hand on Fitz's chest. "We've been caught."\

"You love to kiss, don't you?" Teddy asked, with a mischievous grin, that mirrored his father.

Fitz rubbed his chin and turned to face his son. "I think so."

"This is my side," Olivia pointed to the left side of the bed. "Well, they're all my side, but I'd rather sleep there."

Fitz gave his acknowledgment. In her mind, Olivia replayed the last time she welcomed anyone into her room, her sanctuary. Finally, she had an opportunity to start over.

"Where do I sleep, Daddy?"

"The middle."

"Wherever."

Olivia and Fitz cancelled each other out with their responses. Teddy looked as confused as ever. Bowing slightly in deference, Fitz asked, "Which one, Miss Pope?"

"Find some space."

Teddy hurried to a spot that was suitable for him which was the far side of the bed. "Come on in, you guys. Daddy! Livia's bed feels really nice and warm. Not like yours. Livia, be next to me."

Olivia shook her head, and plopped down on the mattress while Fitz slid in behind her. Teddy giggled. "This is perfect."

"Okay, we need to go to bed, Teddy. So no wiggling around."

Teddy nodded. "Okay. Good night, Daddy Bear. Good night, Livia."

The two watched Teddy doze off. Olivia turned so she could face Fitz. He whispered, "Thank you."

"No," Olivia rubbed her hand on his cheek. "The pleasure is all mine."

It felt amazing to have Fitz in her bed. She was safe. Relieved. They weren't a secret anymore. The burden had lifted. "Now I can hear your voice before I go to sleep. It's very comforting you know."

"That's true," he agreed. "I feel the same way. I'm going in a little late tomorrow, so we don't have to rush out of here in the morning. Sometimes waking up is a pain for us."

Olivia shrugged, "No problem. I gave everyone off."

She exhaled deeply when Fitz dragged his index finger on the bridge of her nose. Their eyes were locked on each other, sharing an emotion they could feel immediately, without touching or speaking. Olivia

knew he wanted to say something, but whether or not he would, she had no clue.

"I…"

Olivia interrupted him with a kiss. Leaning back, Fitz gave her a look that let her know that she didn't have to worry.

"Livvie, you mean a lot to me. I'm glad that we're here."

As he gave her one last searing kiss, Olivia was able to decipher his words. She knew Teddy heard correctly.

Fitz did love her.