"You two talked, right?"

"For quite a while. He saw that I was upset that you left in the morning and insisted that he come to bed with me, just to try it out."

As their Monday morning ritual, Jerry met Olivia at the coffee shop that Huck owned for breakfast after her run. Since it was typical that neither Jerry or Huck could spend Sunday night with her, Liv would work through the night and go for a run around four then meet Jerry at six. The line at the shop was always long on Mondays leaving Huck behind the counter instead of sitting with them.

"Fitz slept in bed with you? How'd that work out? It's only ever been me or Huck. I wasn't sure you'd be able to have another person in bed with you," Jerry asked her, shocked that she allowed someone else in her bed.

"I slept great. I didn't wake up until he got up. He's still in bed right now. Um… we had a long talk and discussed it. I've weighed the pros and cons of it. And I've made up my mind, then I told him yes."

Jerry looked at her a little confused. "Livia, I think you had a parallel conversation in your head again, that didn't make any sense. What did you discuss?"

"Fitz and I are dating."

Carefully swallowing his coffee, he waited a moment and set the cup down, clearing his throat. "You said yes when he asked you? I didn't think he'd ask you until much later."

"You knew about this?"

"He told me a couple weeks ago. But I figured he'd wait until the divorce was final."

"Fitz said he wanted to wait but then seeing you and me in the same bed made him do it."

"Made him do what?" Huck asked coming over to the table now that the line died down.

"Livia is dating my son," Jerry told him.

Taking the seat next to her, Huck picked at the muffin she had in front of her, stealing a piece of it. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"What's wrong with Fitz?"

"Yes, what's wrong with my son?"

"He's your boss. Letting him know you professionally is one thing, but personally, I just know you'll have a hard time doing it. Can you mix the business and pleasure sides of you, Liv?"

Liv gave herself a few moments to think about it. It had been a long time since she mixed the two and starting over wasn't what she had planned on doing, but maybe she could. "I won't know unless I try it. I won't make promises that I will do it, but I have to at least try it. Fitz and I could try to make this work."

"You know that you'll have to tell him everything," Huck reminded her.

"All of it. He's going to want to know every detail. And Fitz is very good at getting the truth out of people," Jerry added.

"I told him there were things that I would tell him and there were some things that I wouldn't be able to, or I might tell him later in time. I'm not going into this blind. At some point, he'll have to know things that I don't want him to know. And it'd be a hell of a lot better if it didn't come from either of you."

Both men were hesitant about it, knowing Olivia the way they both did, they knew some things were not going to be coming from her for Fitz to hear.

"Do you plan on telling him about the doctors?"

"Surgery?"

"Treatments?"

"Houses?"

"Money?"

"Richards?"

"That's enough you two! If and when the time comes, and only IF, I will tell him. I will tell him all that there is to know. It's not like he's coming into this relationship as an open book."

"Said his secretary who has access to every aspect of his life," Huck laughed.

Standing up, Liv put her jacket on, annoyed with the two of them. "I thought I was able to talk to you guys without the judgment. I guess I was wrong."

Before either could say anything else, she walked out the door. "I give it a month," Jerry smirked.

"A week tops."

Getting back to her apartment, she put her things down and headed into the master bathroom to get ready for the day. Putting her makeup on after her shower, she left the door open just a bit and heard Fitz start to stir as he woke up.

"Liv? Liv?" Fitz sat up on his elbows looking around the room for her, confused that she wasn't there. Seeing her step out of the bathroom only in a towel made his face light up. "Good morning, girlfriend."

"Good morning to you, boyfriend," she laughed and sat on the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing up?"

"It's Monday, there's work to be done. How'd you sleep?"

"Really good until you left."

"Oh please, you didn't even know I was gone."

"So is this going to be the norm? I go to bed with you and wake up without you?"

Moving off the bed to her closet, she looked over her shoulder at him. "You're pretty sure this is an every night situation, aren't you? I asked you for one night. Don't confuse it with more."

"As if you didn't sleep like the dead..." Fitz stopped himself hearing the words come out of his mouth. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that."

Though she heard it, and it did sting a little, Olivia ignored it and went on getting dressed. Coming out in her black and white dress, she went to his side of the bed and turned around for him to zip her up and turned around to face him.

"I know what you meant and thank you for being considerate of it. And I did sleep extremely well. Every Monday I have breakfast with Huck and Jerry after my run. I brought you your muffin and coffee too."

"You went on a run and had breakfast? It's only seven! When did you get up?"

"Four, same as I do every morning."

"Do you know how crazy that sounds? We have got to get you on a better schedule. And you also need to tell the other countries that they have to leave you alone when it's the middle of the night here. Your phone rang all night long. I almost threw it out the window."

"You will do no such thing. I'll try to come up with something for the others. Maybe I'll just have them check in at the office phone and leave me a voicemail there."

Leaving Fitz to get ready for work, Liv went through her emails that Fitz blocked her from checking all day Sunday. Feeling the tap on her shoulder when he came out, Liv looked up at him and smiled.

"Um, how do you want to go to work?" she asked.

"Probably by car? It sounds like the easiest way," he laughed and sat down beside her eating his breakfast.

"Don't be a smart ass. I mean do you want Henry to come pick you up? Or drive separate?"

"Are you ashamed of being seen with me now?"

"Of course not. It's just you and I have never arrived at the office at the same time or together. I don't want people to get the wrong idea. If people see us walk in at the same time they might think that we…"

"Work at the same place?"

"Are together."

"Livie, we are together. And whoever sees us walk in together isn't going to care because it doesn't matter. Why does it matter to you?"

"Red spray paint."

"You have got to let that go! It was removed, the glass was replaced, the damage is done. Bringing it up isn't going to do any good. Let it go, Livie. Whatever Mellie has done is done. She's not going to bother you again. Now, let's get going before we are late."

Not wanting to argue about anything with Fitz right now, Olivia agreed to let it go. At least for the time being. Though he was right, anything that Mellie had done was done. It shouldn't affect her anymore. Once his divorce is final, I will let it go completely. Until then, stay on guard and don't let her come between us. She doesn't matter to him anymore. He wants me. He said so himself. He stayed with me all weekend, slept in bed with me, and didn't run from my problem. Let's hope he doesn't run from the rest of the issues.

Sitting at her desk, Fitz came back after a morning meeting seeing her working away. Failing to restrain himself, he walked right up to her and kissed her when she looked up at him.

"And that was for what?" she asked, wiping away the lipstick from his mouth.

"I got great news in an email during the meeting."

"I know, the stock market shot up twenty points. I'm pretty excited too. Not enough to run in and kiss you like that in the middle of the work day, but hey, what are ya gonna do?"

"Are you reading my emails at all?"

"See the last time I did that, you threw a fit because there were personal emails in there. None of which had anything to do with me, by the way. And I stopped. Now I only read the work-related ones."

"Remind me to give you my passwords. But that's definitely not it. The judge assigned to my divorce is Richards!" Fitz was thrilled when he read the email but now reading Liv's face, he wasn't so sure. "And you aren't as ecstatic as I am, why?"

Every time Olivia heard his name she wanted to throw up. Working for him for the year she did was enough for her. But now wasn't a time to rehash that in her mind. Thinking it over for a moment, she could see how happy Fitz was about it, but wasn't sure why. "He's your friend, he's going to have to recuse himself from the case."

"Well, one, we aren't necessarily friends. We have business lunches that happen to have liquor involved. Two, don't you see what this means? He's going to side with me and grant an automatic divorce. He's not going to do a whole waiting game over this."

"I know it's been a while for you, so you should refresh your memory. Judges are not allowed to preside over cases that they know the parties of. Let alone are friends or have liquored business lunches with."

"Then I'd have to go to New Jersey to find a judge!" Rounding the desk to close the door, he returned back to her and pulled her up to him. "Come on, Livie! James is going to grant this divorce and I will be free of that woman."

Putting her hands on his shoulders, she stayed trapped between his arms. "I get that you are excited about this. And I want you to be free of her too because it's what you want. But I'm sure there's another judge that is going to take over your divorce."

"Liv, I can call Richards' secretary and get a divorce granted by the end of the week. And that's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm not going to drag this out."

"Ten years."

"Ten years of what?"

"You were married for ten years. It's not an annulment. Ten years means something, even if you don't want it to. You spent ten years married to her, Fitz. There's going to be money and property that needs to be divided. I know a bit of family law. He's not going to just sign away."

"Then when I have lunch with him on Wednesday, we can discuss it then. I'm sure he'll sign it and we'll be done."

"You're having lunch with him? This week?"

"Yes, he sent me the email himself. We're going to go to the Mexican place to celebrate. You should come with."

"No!" she shouted without thinking. "I mean, it's a you and him thing. You guys do lunch together and enjoy."

Fitz studied her face, trying to find any clue as to why she just yelled but found none. "You can always join us. But if you're sure, I'll bring you something back for lunch."

"That sounds good. But for now, we have plenty to do."