Quickly, two agents approached Cyrus, and as they grab him. Fitz yelled, "I need an agent!" They looked at the glass and saw that Jake was standing upright, and Fitz was standing across the table from him. Mark replied, "Banks and Carter, get him out of here. I'm going inside. Brown, come with me." The agents pulled Cyrus out of the room, as he yelled, "I'm going to have your job for this! Damn you! You can't treat me like this!" Mark took a breath and shook off the tense moment between him and Cyrus, as he stepped inside the interrogation room per Fitz's request.

When he got inside he saw the two men at the height of their anger. Fitz was still looking very calm, despite having pure rage bubbling beneath which was noticeable in his eyes. Jake on the other hand was visibly angry. And said, "I knew you couldn't face me on your own. You calling your goons already, huh?"

Disregarding his comment Mark and another agent standing beside him said, "Sir you called." Fitz doesn't break his gaze with Jake. Instead he said, "Remove the cuffs." Mark was in shock. He responded, "Sir. I don't…" Fitz interjected as he said, "Mark I am not asking you. I'm telling you to take off his hand cuffs. Either you do it. Or I will take the keys, and do it myself."

Everybody in the room was surprised by his request, except Fitz. Despite his request being levied at Mark. Fitz never stopped his gaze at Jake. As he stared at him post request. He saw the shift in Jake's eyes. He doesn't know what to make of what was going on. He didn't expect this at all. But he too doesn't break his gaze with Fitz. It's now a matter of pride.

Suddenly, he realized he had the ability to move freely. He then looked down and saw his hands and feet were no longer shackled. The rage and intensity that was in the air moments ago was still present, however not at the same level. Additionally, there was a tinge of uncertainty present as well on Jake's part. He was trying to gauge what was next; but was completely baffled.

The silence broke as Fitz said, "Mark you can go." Mark refused as he replied, "Sir, with all due respect. I can't leave you alone with him unshackled. It's a matter of national security sir." He didn't want to waste any more time arguing with his security. So he said, "Fine. One of you can stay. But not both of you." Mark opted to stay in the room, and the other agent goes back into the observation area.

When the door closed Fitz responded, "Now we can talk like two men, as you requested. No barriers between us. I believe you said if you were unrestrained you could teach me a lesson." Jake swallowed hard, as he nervously replied, "I'm no fool. You're not going to have your body guards jump me again."

Fitz smiled as he challenged his manhood further. He said, "I thought you'd jump at the chance to get a swing at me. But I guess we now see who the real bitch is huh?" Jake took a step toward Fitz, and Fitz squared up to him. But when Jake stepped to him. Mark also took a step forward.

Jake saw Mark out the corner of his eye, and he backed off as he said, "I ought to beat your ass for what you did. But you're not worth it." Fitz responded, "Even without chains you're still cuffed to the bull shit of what you believe happened. Aren't you?"

Jake asked, "What in the hell are you talking about?" Fitz replied, I'm talking about how you were conned. Along with dozens of other men and women who paid the ultimate price, for someone else's agenda to be fulfilled, which had nothing to do with the plight of our country's agenda." Jake scoffed as he said, "Conned by whom?" Fitz replied, "By Rowan." Jake replied, "I think we all know he's no boy scout. That's no surprise there genius."

Fitz responded, "But did you know you were conned from the start? And it just continued after I left? Jake asked, "What do you mean?" Fitz replied, "Rowan's been playing the long game here. He's a patient son of a bitch, and doesn't need immediate results to get what he wants. He set me up to take the fall for shooting down that plane that he directed me to shoot down." Jake is annoyed at the rehash of what he already knew about Rowan. He replied, "That's is old news Fitz. We already know this."

Fitz replied, "But you're failing to see how this all fits into his overall plan. He knew who I was from the start. He resented my family's wealth and connections. But he didn't count on me being fully committed to the process. He underestimated my commitment to the military. I thought that's what he was doing; I thought he was testing me. Like you did and like so many others who were picked to be under his command. We worked hard to be good soldiers, patriots for our country. We signed up to do a thankless job, serving as the Navy's elite black ops unit. And we did so with pride. I drank the kool-aide just like everybody else. But after Operation Remington. After i left. I found out that this was never about me, or my commitment to the military."

Jake doesn't believe his story. Angrily he yelled, "You showed your commitment by leaving, like a thief in the night!" Fitz matched his anger as he said, "Despite what you think. I assure you i was committed. And I was willing to do my fucking job. I obeyed orders and i did what i was told to do, with the idea that i was serving my country. But he on the other hand was out to send a message of his own agenda against me and affluence. And in the end he sacrificed innocent people to prove his vengeance, only to do so hypocritically. Because in the end, he wanted what my family had. He was fucking jealous, and he used the blood of others to achieve the status and power he felt he needed to play among the big boys. By stepping on the backs of men and women who thought they were fighting the good fight. But were really fighting his fight. Don't you see that he profited off of your works, and the works of others? Leaving you broken emotionally, mentally, and physically. While rarely participating in any of the dirty work himself, because that would mean he couldn't live the life of those he envied the most; which is the wealthy and the elite."

Despite his logical and true assessment of Rowan's manipulation, Jake asked, "What's the point of this epiphany!" Fitz was thoroughly annoyed at this point with Jake's refusal to see the truth. So he crassly replied, "The point jackass is you're blaming the wrong person for where you are right now. I'm not the reason your life was fucked up. Me leaving had nothing to do with how your life ended, or your relationship with Rowan. I don't bear responsibility for that. That's all on you and your misplaced loyalty." Jake yelled, "That's bullshit! You need to own your part in this!"

Fitz doesn't back down. He replied, "I've read your file. What's bull shit is the fact that you're following the very man who exploited your brokenness, and turned you into a hired gun for his own purposes. You're behaving like you don't have any other choices. When it's been your choice the entire time to follow him or not; just like so many others. But he's got you so fucked up you didn't know you had a damn choice. And yet you're blaming me for your actions, and your situation because it's easier to do that than it is to take responsibility for your own choices."

There it was, the truth of the moment that was honestly irrefutable. He finally said all that he wanted to say to him. He got it all off his chest, and he was done. Despite him being over the resentment he knew Jake held for him. The tension was still high and it spiked further as Jake, full of frustration and denial said, "Man fuck you! Fuck you and your bull shit logic. I was your friend damn it! I had your fucking back and you fucking left! You valued your privileged life over your commitment to your brothers in arms. And you returned to your privileged life without missing a beat!"

Fitz responded, "You're fucking impossible. I don't know why I bothered coming here. You're a waste of time and deserve to be locked up! Here was your one free shot at me man to man, and you're bitching out like I knew you would. Why did I even uncuff you? If you're still not going to be genuine." Jake saw him turning his back on him to walk away, and said, "Genuine. You want me to be genuine? Let's talk about what this shit is really about then. The real reason behind you imprisoning me."

Fitz's annoyance level was at an all-time high as he said, "I'm not playing this game with you. Your offenses are nonredeemable and that's what landed you here. Too many innocent people have died at your hand. And it's time you were properly punished for your actions."

With a smirk on his face he asked, "How can you even say that shit with a straight face?" You killed a federal judge to stay in office. After your team of enablers stole a fucking national election for you. So how in the hell can you possibly be high and mighty here? You're not a man of integrity. Hell you need to be locked up with me. You can save your self-righteous song and dance for somebody who doesn't know you for the philandering, fake ass man, and president that you are!"

Fitz refuted his comment, refusing to give it credence. He didn't know he knew about Verna's death or defiance. But he wasn't going to confirm his accusation. Knowing who would've been behind such a rumor. He quickly said, "Keep believing the shit Rowan feeds you and regurgitating it at will, thinking you sound smart. When really you sound like a fucking idiot. Because he's got you spewing lies. It's amazing you still haven't learned that very little, if anything he says, is ever true."

Completely caught off guard, Jake didn't count on his reply. So, he tried to deflect, as he responded, "This isn't about Rowan. It's about you." Fitz smirked as he replied, "Really? And I suppose he didn't tell you that bull shit story about a rigged election and me allegedly killing a judge, huh?"