Fitz woke to Olivia screaming in her sleep. He shook her and she jumped up in a panic, breathless.
He was quiet as he watched her take breaths until she calmed, then he caressed her cheek, "what was it about?" He asked though he had some idea.
"Herman."
Fitz reached to the nightstand and handed her a bottle of water.
"Do you need to talk to someone?"
"Someone?" she asked as she took a sip of water.
"A shrink."
"I'm fine…really, I am, I don't know why I had a nightmare. Did I say anything?"
"Leave me alone."
"What?"
"That's what you were saying," Fitz said.
"Oh. I feel fine, maybe there's something in my subconscious triggering this and if it continues then maybe I'll get some help but this was just one nightmare and after what happened that's not uncommon."
"What happened?"
"Do I have to tell you?" Olivia asked.
"No."
"Okay, I don't want to tell you."
Fitz nodded.
"Do you know what time it is?"
Fitz grabbed his phone from the nightstand. "It's just after 11am."
"Holy shit...that's probably why I had a nightmare, I slept too well," she said with a chuckle.
Olivia stood slowly from the bed and walked to Fitz on the other side. "Are you okay?" She asked as she caressed his cheek. She was directly in front of him where he sat at the edge of the bed.
"I can't guess what's going on with you. If something is wrong, you need to tell me."
"I know...I told you, I'm fine."
"Okay, but when you stop being fine, tell me."
Olivia nodded then smiled and leaned down and kissed him.
Fitz ran his hands up the back of her thighs until he reached her ass and cupped it in his palm. He kissed a line from her stomach to her crotch. Olivia instinctively jerked forward with a gasp.
Fitz placed his last wet kiss just where her lower lips opened and before he could lean up Olivia shoved him back in the bed and climbed on top of him with her legs spread on both sides of him. She reached behind her back and felt for his morning wood and shoved it into the folds of her dripping pussy.
"Mmm...fuck," she whispered.
Fitz reached up and wrapped his fingers around her throat and thrust faster.
"C'mere," he growled, deep and low, pulling her towards him.
Olivia gritted her teeth and pressed her hands into his chest to brace herself as she rolled her hips back on him, meeting his thrusts, riding his dick as hard as she could.
"Fitzzzz-" she bawled out with a dry throat from her labored breathing. "Right there...Right ther-" she called before her words dropped and she fell on top of him as she orgasmed and her legs began to quake.
Her walls tightened on him. Fitz closed his eyes and held her face pressed against his chest and her free arms behind her back as he came inside her.
Usually, she ran from his penis after she came but this time she stayed put on top of him with Fitz inside her. A mixture of her cum and his dripped down her walls and leaked out of her down Fitz's penis and balls.
Fitz leaned her up slightly after a moment and pulled out slowly. He immediately felt a dollop of cum plop on his stomach. He quickly flipped Olivia on her back and kneeled between her legs to watch her cream pie in action. White cream was slowly meandering out of her pink and brown flesh.
"Can you push it out?" Fitz asked her.
Olivia nodded and clenched her walls. Another dollop ran out of her hole.
"Holy shit," Fitz said, amused. "Again."
Olivia clenched her walls again and more ran out of her, dripping down into her ass. Fitz watched the gaping hole his cock left in her close slowly as her muscles moved back in place. He couldn't watch anymore and leaned up and closed her legs.
"Alright stop, I'm getting hard again."
Olivia giggled and lifted her feet and pressed them against his chest as he stood at the edge of the bed.
Fitz ran his hands up her legs. Her skin was soft.
Suddenly, he grabbed her and lifted her around his waist, and held her against his chest.
"It's after 11," Olivia said with a smile, "hopefully Camilla made an appointment with the decorator, I really want to talk to her today. It will be fun working with Camilla," she added sarcastically.
Fitz chuckled, "I'm sure you can handle her, can't you? For the time being?"
"I can, I deal with difficult people every day. I just don't want to keep arguing with her because it's not about anything other than you. She's not worth how worked up I would get being mad at her for everything she does… so I just ignore her. I don't think I have to do anything other than exist in your life to anger her honestly."
"I'm gonna find someone else. I was trying not to because it's gonna be hard finding someone I'll trust to know everything she does."
"I know that's why I keep going back and forth on it. You don't want to get rid of her and honestly, I guess it's okay. I don't want you to jeopardize yourself trying to replace her. I can deal with Camilla."
Fitz let Olivia down and walked to his phone and texted Camilla to come to their room.
"You say that now but when she's annoying me you'll be mad she's still here."
"Of course I will," she said with a chuckle, "but it's fine. I'll let you know when it's not anymore."
"Hmmm," Fitz said with a nod, though he still planned on replacing her.
"As long as you don't think she'll go all obsessed and try to do something to me."
Fitz shook his head, "she's crazy but she's not stupid." He walked to her and lifted her again, "come on, let's wash some of this cum off."
"Wait," she said as she walked her to the bathroom, "can we order food first, so it's ready when we get out. I'm starving."
Fitz turned around and walked to the nightstand where the hotel phone was and let Olivia down to the floor. She took the phone and put it by her ear.
"Press 1," Fitz said.
She pressed the digit and then the main desk answered. She explained her order then looked to Fitz for his order.
"Just tell them the platter," he said.
"And a breakfast platter," Olivia said then hung up.
When they both walked out of the bathroom clad in towel robes, Camilla was sitting by the table where the hotel staff laid out their breakfast.
"Oh great," Olivia said with a smile, "you're here." She walked to the table and took the large pill bottle that read prenatal vitamins. She watched Camilla read the label then turn away. "Were you able to schedule something with the decorator?"
"Yes, today at 12pm."
Olivia checked her phone on the table, it was after 11:40.
"Move it back an hour. I need time to eat and get ready."
"What? I can't just push it back," Camilla said.
"You can," Olivia said, "and you will because I can't make it there in the 20 minutes you've given me."
Olivia opened her prenatal tablets and swallowed her dosage with water then she walked to her rack of clothes. She pulled underwear under her robe. Fitz sat at the table and took a sip of his orange juice.
"I need you to tell Francisco to get the plane ready for a flight to Nantucket and rent a beach house from tomorrow until…" he turned to Olivia, "when would you want to come back?"
"Maybe Friday night...so I can have the weekend to settle in the apartment before I resume work on Tuesday."
Fitz turned back to Camilla, "Friday night."
Camila was quiet for a moment. It was evident to all she was in a mood but Fitz was happy to ignore her.
"Are your parents going?" she asked as she opened the MacBook laptop.
"It's not a family trip."
"That's a good idea, they could come, it could be fun," Olivia said as she walked over to Fitz and sat on the table.
Fitz ran his hand up her legs under her robe, "do you want my parents to hear you scream."
Olivia's mouth fell open into a smile, "no," she said shyly. "And in my excitement about going away with you, I forgot that my mom is probably going to be discharged tomorrow and I'll need to take care of her. I can't confirm until I see her."
Fitz chuckled and pulled her plate closer to her, "eat and let me know when you decide."
"I have to wait a bit but I'm so hungry."
"Why can't you eat?"
"I just like to give my prenatal a bit of time on an empty stomach before I eat. It's better for absorption."
"Oh...I'm surprised you don't throw up more. I mean you threw up on Herman but I guess that's different."
Olivia chuckled, "morning sickness usually happens around 10 weeks, when I did my rotation with the vaginey squad I saw it first hand."
"Vaginey squad?" he asked, confused.
"The ob/gyn surgeons in the maternity ward at the hospital," Olivia said.
"You guys call them the vaginey squad?" he laughed.
Olivia nodded and laughed, "Well, they're around vaginas all day, aren't they?" Then she reached for a cheese danish on the table, "I'm sorry, I'm starving." she said as she stuffed it in her mouth and chewed.
Fitz laughed and ate some of his eggs.
"How much are you gonna need for the place?" Fitz asked.
"Hmm?" Olivia asked as she took another bite of her danish.
"When you meet with the interior decorator, she's gonna ask your budget, what are you gonna tell her?"
"Um…" Olivia said, covering her mouth so food wouldn't fall out, "I don't know."
"It'll be a hundred grand, at least, not including her fee."
Olivia spat the food out of her mouth accidentally.
"What?"
"Yeah, she has to buy appliances right, a good refrigerator is maybe $7,000, a stove is maybe about $5,000, dishwasher, laundry machine, a bunch of TVs, a couple of sofas is another 10, a bed for every room is another maybe 25 grand. That's just $47,000 for a stove, some beds, a fridge, and a couple of sofas. I'm estimating."
"Why are you estimating so high? There's no way it costs that much, that's insane."
"That's what my place in New York cost, something like that, didn't it Camilla? You worked on that one."
"It was around that," Camilla answered, with her face buried in the laptop. She refused to witness whatever affection they showed.
"See," Fitz said to Olivia, "it'll be fine."
"No, it's too expensive, that's crazy-"
"You're not paying for it so don't worry about it," Fitz said matter of factly.
Olivia frowned, "it's not funny."
"I've been racking up a bill of around $20,000 a day at this hotel. Just in case you needed perspective."
"$20,000? You're lying."
"$5,000+fees for our penthouse, then Arianna's room is about $1,500, as well as Camilla, Alesander, Andrey, Gregory and a few others who are here too and room service. It adds up."
Olivia's mouth fell open, "I can't talk about this with you."
"Okay, talk about it with the designer."
She turned and stuffed a piece of her cherry Belgian waffle in her mouth.
"Maybe we just shouldn't talk about money."
"Maybe you should stop worrying about how much I spend. This couple hundred thousand I'm spending on this place, it's nothing." Fitz lifted her off the table and sat her in his lap, "and we need a place until we get a house before the kid gets here so buck up."
Olivia smiled and grabbed his cheeks and kissed him, "awww our little green pea."
"I texted Julia and she said that 1 pm is fine," Camilla interjected.
"That's fine," Olivia said, "I want to meet her at the condo. I want to get started right away."
Olivia kissed him again and hopped off his lap and walked to the couch. She slipped on a pair of jeans under her robe then walked back to the table and ate another piece of her waffle.
There was a knock on the door.
"Who?" Fitz asked.
"Ari," his sister called.
"Camilla let her in," Fitz said as she drank more of his juice and ate his food.
Camilla stood and walked to the door and let Arianna in.
"Hey Fitz," Arianna said. "Hey Olivia."
"Hi," Olivia said with a smile.
Fitz nodded at Arianna.
"So I was just talking to mom and she wants us all to have dinner tonight."
"I'd love that," Olivia said.
"She wants your parents to come. I know your mom is in the hospital but I didn't tell her."
"Yeah, I don't think it's a good idea for my mom to come and my dad isn't in my life so it's just me."
Arianna nodded, "oh no problem, I'll have her make the reservations and stuff, there's nothing my mom loves more than to plan something, even a stupid dinner."
Olivia chuckled, "I actually need to call my mom and check on her. She should be out of the hospital tomorrow."
Arianna nodded, "should we do it tomorrow then?"
"Her mom hates me, she's trying to be polite about it but even if she gets out of the hospital she's not gonna want to sit at a table and eat dinner with me."
"Decent moms everywhere hate you," Arianna joked.
Fitz fake laughed and then stopped and grimaced at Arianna.
She walked to him and slapped him playfully, "ass."
"How's my niece or nephew," Arianna asked Olivia.
"Good."
"Aren't you excited, I bet you can't wait for your belly to swell with a scrumptious little baby inside," Arianna said the words and looked to Camilla for her reaction.
Camilla made eye contact with Arianna and realized it was on purpose then stood and stormed to the door.
"Was it something I said," Arianna mumbled with a smile.
"Where are you going?" he asked Camilla.
Camilla stopped and turned around, surprised.
Fitz asked again, "if you're going to do your job, fine, but if you're storming out because my sister made a comment about my kid then that shit's not gonna work. Olivia is my girlfriend and you're my assistant so start fucking acting like it or you're done and after what you pulled on the boat you're on really thin ice so don't fuck with me."
Camilla cleared her throat, "I'm not like you. Am I supposed to just act like I don't have any feelings?"
"Only when you're around me and my girl."
Arianna cackled and then covered her mouth, feeling sorry for Camilla but finding their entire interaction too funny to hold back laughter,
"Can I at least have a minute or I am not good enough for that?"
"Fine," Fitz said.
She continued to the door and stepped outside.
"What's wrong with her?" Olivia asked.
"I went to her room last night and she was crying about how you don't love her and mad Olivia is pregnant- blah, blah, blah."
Fitz shrugged.
"What happened after the boat?" Olivia asked,
"there was this big thing. I lost my temper, fired her, left her stranded in Rome then she managed to find me and beg for her job back, and because I needed her I let her come back."
Olivia nodded.
"I'm not telling her something different than I'm telling you which I why I just said that with you here. I want us all to be on the same page," Fitz said, annoyed.
"She does this every time you're in a relationship or even seeing someone you like, she'll get over it," Arianna said.
"I don't care what she does, as long as she keeps it to herself," Fitz quipped. He stood from his chair and walked to the bathroom leaving Olivia and Arianna alone.
"Should I be worried about Camilla?" Olivia asked honestly, "she acts like he's her everything, it's…"
"Creepy," Arianna said, "I'm his damn sister and sometimes she acts like she has more of a claim to him than me. It's creepy, sure, annoying, yes, but apart from her doing petty things she'll never do anything crazy. We've been down this road before, she'll back off."
Olivia nodded.
"Really it's Fitz's fault, if someone is that into you and you're not then don't fuck them or this is the result."
Fitz walked back into the room from the bathroom and sat, "what are you two saying about me," he asked with a chuckle.
"I was telling Olivia I'm headed back to New York in a couple of days. I wanted to get started working on my plan, I can't believe you're letting me sell my stuff- it's cruel really."
He sighed, "well if you don't want to do that then I'll give you another option. I'll give you whatever you need upfront but if I do then you can't fuck around. You're gonna have to turn it into something or that's it."
Arianna jumped excitedly, "thank you, thank you." she screamed and hugged him excitedly, "I won't let you down, I swear. Camilla called me unemployed last night and I swear it was my rock bottom."
Fitz laughed, "alright get out of here so I can feel Olivia up in peace."
"Fitz!" Olivia scolded.
Arianna laughed again, "I'm gonna buy a dress for tonight with mom, I'll see you later," Arianna said.
"Later," Olivia said.
Arianna gave her a quick hug and headed out.
Olivia pulled off her robe and clasped a bra around her breasts then pulled on a sweater. Fitz watched her intently throughout, smirking slightly.
"Stop staring," she complained.
Camilla walked back inside of their room without knocking. She sat at the table and opened her laptop.
"Anything else you need, boss?"
"Did Jaime's partner fly in as yet?"
"He came in last night. Jaime said he would talk to her mother today at the hospital and have them give her statement."
"The lawyer is talking to my mom today and the police? Should I stay with her?"
"You can talk to her when she is with the lawyer but not the police," Fitz said.
"Do I need to?"
"Jaime will be there to keep me up to date so I don't think you need to worry about it. I don't think your mother will say anything she shouldn't say."
Olivia nodded and walked back to the table.
Fitz and Camilla continued talking while Olivia ate her breakfast. When she finished breakfast, Fitz and Camilla had mostly finished their work as well. Olivia walked to him and sat in his lap, "Are you coming with me?"
"I have some stuff I have to take care of, I won't be able to."
She pouted and Fitz pulled her to him and kissed her lips, "Greg's gonna take good care of you."
"Mmm…" she moaned against his lips, "but I want you to take care of me…"
Fitz chuckled, "you're good."
"Did those guys leave?" Olivia asked, "you know, the ones with Marco."
Fitz nodded.
He reached across the table and took one of his credit cards from his wallet and handed it to Olivia, "get whatever you want and if they give you a hard time Camilla has one for me, use that one."
Olivia took the card and kissed him again.
"I'm serious, I want you to come, you can't just give me your card and tell me to spend it, I don't know how much is too much or too little and you're gonna live at this place too so I don't want to choose furniture you won't like."
"As long as you don't paint our bedroom pink or yellow I think I'll live, you have great taste."
"Well not that great if I'm with you," Olivia ribbed.
Fitz laughed, "fine, you want me to come?"
"You can't," Camilla interjected, "you have that call with Mr. Zhang-"
"Postpone it until tomorrow."
"He's not gonna like that, he's expecting you too to make a deal about that shipping thing-"
"Stop," Fitz said, "put it off until tomorrow, and if he has a problem with that then fuck him."
Camilla shook her head and began typing on her computer, doing as she was told.
"No, if it's gonna take you away from stuff you have to do then it's okay, I can just go with Camilla, I wanted to stop by my mom after I'm done anyway."
Fitz nodded, "are you sure?"
Olivia smiled and nodded.
Fitz leaned in and kissed her, "okay."
When they arrived at her condo after retrieving the key from the agent, they saw an average build brunette woman and a tall grey-haired man in the living space.
"Hi," Olivia said as she walked through the door with Camilla behind her, frowning.
"Hello, hello, welcome, welcome," the woman said as she walked to them quickly with an outstretched hand. She shook Olivia's first, "Olivia-" Olivia interjected.
"Olivia, such a pretty name and a beautiful face to match," she said, "I'm Marcy and this is partner Stan."
The man walked over quickly and shook both Olivia and Camilla's hands.
"Let's get right down to business, do you want the same design as your property in New York City?" the woman asked.
"That property is my boyfriend's and I'm sure it looks bachelor pad-y so probably not, I want something that's a mix between art deco and comfy."
Camilla chuckled.
"Of course! That sounds interesting," Marcy said as she turned to Olivia, "I have some look books for you to flip through."
Olivia nodded and followed them across the room by the kitchen island where a stack of design books stood, Camilla walked with her.
Marcy opened the books and they flipped through.
"I like this one," Olivia said. "It's kind of what I had in mind."
"Fitz would hate that-" Camilla said.
Olivia stopped and looked to Camilla for a moment before smiling and turning back to Marcy, "I'd love a chandelier in here, what do you think?" Olivia said.
"A beautiful crystal, perhaps," Marcy said as she jotted down notes in a book.
"Yeah, I think so," Olivia said with a chuckle. "I like sparkly things."
Marcy flipped through one of the books quickly and showed Olivia a chandelier on the pages.
"How is this one?"
"I love it?' Olivia said, "it's perfect."
Marcy smiled, "Camilla, what do you think?"
"I know Fitz better than anyone. He is gonna hate that but whatever, what do I know, I've only worked on three of his other places."
Olivia smiled, "well, it's pretty evident his tastes have changed and if you don't realize that then maybe you don't know him as well as you think." Olivia turned to Marcy, "I'm definitely getting that chandelier."
They looked through books and swatched fabrics as they walked from room to room while Olivia and the designers talked about how fast they could finish the decor. They worked their way back down to the first floor of the condo, going through the kitchen, dining, study, and then the living room. All the while Camilla never again voiced disapproval but it was clear she was upset.
"What about art?" Marcy said as they neared the end, "any suggestions."
"I was thinking baroque-ish and rococo for the kitchen, since it'll be more light and kind of classical and for the living and dining and study maybe more romantic going to impressionist, borderline contemporary maybe some Monet, Manet, and Gogh," Olivia paused, "Is that weird?"
"No, not at all," Marcy chimed, "A different era of art for each quarter of the house, dear I say it's brilliant."
Olivia sighed then smiled, "I think maybe we're done...um...just please remember not to put any books in the study, I have two shelves of books at my old apartment which is plenty to fill the study and also don't fill up the place too much, I want to be able to add my own little touch here and there."
Marcy made a note in her notepad, "yes, I will remember, no worries. It's your place, I want it to feel like it."
"We can clean out the old apartment if you want," Stan said, "if you need, you really don't have to lift a finger, we can take care of everything."
"No, it's okay, I don't have access to my apartment right now anyways so even I couldn't get in there."
They both nodded.
"I think everything is good, maybe we should talk about money now?" Olivia said, a bit nervously.
"Yeah sure," Marcy said, "Our fee is 15% but for an expedited timeline, we ask for 20% and the cost of shipping and handling of course. You saw the prices of the furniture so I think, roughly this looks like just upwards of a $100,000 furnishing cost."
Olivia nodded.
"We take 5,000 as our minimum for any task upfront and the balance at the end."
"Sure, you can continue to correspond with Camilla, she'll give you all the updated credit card info and everything else you need. We'll have that 5 grand sent to you tonight."
Marcy nodded and smiled, "we'll get right to work. This place will be done by the end of the week."
"Yay," Olivia said, "I'm really excited, our first time moving in together."
From the corner of her eyes, Olivia saw Camilla roll her eyes.
She smiled, "and we're expecting so it makes it even more special." Olivia said the words then looked to Camilla for a response.
"That's awesome, the first baby?" Marcy asked.
Olivia nodded.
"Congratulations! You didn't mention a nursery?"
"We'll only be here temporarily until we find a house," Olivia said.
"Ohhh okay, gotcha, well, hopefully, I'm the one you call to design the interior of your house. The good thing is that you can use all the furniture if you really like the decor."
Olivia's phone rang. She pulled it from her pockets and saw it was the hospital's chief of surgery calling.
"I'm sorry, I have to take this," she said as she quickly stepped away. She walked to the terrace to speak to the chief and returned minutes later.
"My boss needs me to come into the hospital so I have to run."
"No worries," Marcy said.
Olivia nodded.
"You work at the hospital?" Marcy asked. " how interesting."
"Yeah, I'm a surgery resident," Olivia said, "it gets really crazy."
"Okay we'll let you go and we'll get started here right away."
Olivia nodded, "Camilla will have that cleaning crew work on the condo tonight so you have a clean space tomorrow."
"Awesome!" Marcy said. She shook Olivia's hand once again and Olivia headed out with Camilla drudging behind her.
They went down to the lobby and Olivia found their car waiting in front of the building. One of Fitz's men stepped out from the front seat and opened the door for her. Camilla stepped in after Olivia and he closed the door.
"I have to go to the hospital right now," Olivia said.
The driver in the front nodded and pulled off.
Olivia turned to Camilla.
"It's time we talked," Olivia said.
"I have nothing to say to you-"
"That's surprising since you couldn't shut up an hour ago when we were upstairs."
"I'm gonna speak my mind," Camilla said.
"Not with me, I didn't bring you for your opinion. It's not your apartment, you won't live there and if Fitz wanted me to have his opinion on decor, he would have told me."
Camilla rolled her eyes and turned away.
"I understand it's difficult for you, you love him and that's obvious but he's not yours, he's mine. I don't care if that upsets you or saddens you...you're his assistant and I'm gonna need you to start acting like it or you'll be gone."
Camilla chuckled, "you believed him this morning? He's told every girl that for the last few years and I'm still here."
"Time's changed."
"You're so bad," Camilla said with a chuckle, "two months ago you were crying because you had to wax your pussy and now look at you."
Olivia smiled, "like I said, time's changed, and don't be fooled, I can be a vicious bitch...ifi need to be.."
They drove in silence until they reached the hospital. After the guard opened the door for Olivia.
"Come," Olivia said to Camilla.
With a sigh, Camilla opened the door and stepped out, and followed Olivia. Olivia first headed to her mother's room. As they made their way up Olivia spoke again.
"I need you to find my mother a hotel in the area, it doesn't have to be fancy and preferably something cheap, under $200 a night."
"Where am I supposed to find that?"
"The same way you'd find it if you needed a place to stay for a night but didn't have Fitz's money to spend to get it. Book it for at least a week and use my credit card. I'll give it to you when we get to my mother's hospital room."
They arrived at Maya's room to find her standing. Olivia noticed a large bouquet of flowers by Maya's bed.
"Mom," Olivia said. "What's going on?"
"I just needed to stretch my legs. The doctor said I could and that I can leave tomorrow but I don't know how that's gonna work with police still in the apartment...even when they leave I don't know how I'm gonna stay there after what happened."
"You won't," Olivia said as she walked closer and hugged her mother, "I'm getting you a hotel room for now until we can find a new apartment."
"Who's this?" Maya said, pointing to Camilla who was standing by the door.
"No one," Olivia said.
"Honey, that's rude," Maya scolded.
Olivia shook her head, "what? You probably won't see her again."
"Livie?" Maya scolded again.
"That's Camilla, Fitz's assistant."
"Oh," Maya said, then she turned to Camilla. "Nice to meet you."
Camilla didn't respond.
Olivia turned to her mother, "told you." Olivia leaned in her mother's ear, "she hates me."
"Well," Maya said, "be careful, hate is a very interesting emotion and I know that from experience, look at where I am."
Olivia shook her head, "we're past this."
She reached into her purse and handed Maya her credit card. "I have to go talk to the chief. This is my credit card, Camilla is going to find you a hotel for tomorrow okay."
Maya shook her head, "no, I can take care of this- although I think I left my purse at the apartment so I don't have my card."
"Mom, I've got it, don't worry. I'm gonna run to the chief and I'll be back as soon as I can."
Maya nodded.
Olivia kissed her cheek and headed out but stopped, "wait, did you talk to the police- it's so important but I keep forgetting about all of the craziness that's happening."
"The lawyer came by today and the police yes and one of your boyfriend's guards was there watching me like he was there to make sure I didn't say anything wrong, as if I would."
"Mom, I think he was just making sure everything went fine."
Maya shrugged.
"Okay well I have to run, I'll be back."
Olivia rushed out and headed up to the chief of surgery's office. He had a new batch of liability paperwork that the hospital's legal team sent over. It took just under an hour to read through all the paperwork as carefully as she could and to sign them all then she headed out to the employee elevator.
She pressed the button and waited until the door opened. She stepped in and pulled her cell phone from her purse to call Fitz. She dialed from her phone log and as she was about to put the phone to her ear a man rushed in just before the elevator door closed.
It was Jason, the paramedic.
He frowned when saw her.
"Are you here telling them more things to ruin my life?" he asked.
"I'd rather ruin your life than have you ruin mine, which is what you tried to do when you killed my patient."
"You still think you're funny…" he said, "just like you did back at the Christmas party."
"What are you talking about?"
Jason stepped closer.
"Don't come any closer," Olivia said, refusing to step back. "Don't presume to touch me unless you want to find yourself in jail a lot sooner," Olivia threatened.
"You think you're better than me?" Jason barked.
"What?" Olivia asked, confused about the turn the conversation took.
"You know," Jason said, "I wouldn't be so bad if you actually remembered."
"Remembered what?"
"Two years ago, at the hospital Christmas party, I asked you out and you gagged as if you were going to throw up for a full minute in front of everyone, all my co-workers and yours before you said no. It wasn't enough for you to turn me down, you had to embarrass me in front of the entire room."
Olivia thought for a moment before she remembered and then she cackled again before covering her mouth to stop the laughing, "that was you?"
"Don't laugh at me," he barked before the elevator door opened on the second floor where her mother was recovering. She stepped out quickly into a busy hallway of healthcare employees.
"Watch your back, smiley," Jason said then the door closed between them.
Olivia remembered she'd called Fitz and checked her phone to see that he was on the line. She put the phone to her ear quickly.
"Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you answered."
"Are you okay?"
She nodded but then remembered he couldn't see, "Yeah, I'm fine, it's fine."
"You're fine, it's fine," he said with a humorless chuckle.
She already knew the meaning of his tone, "don't get involved."
"It's too late," Fitz said, "when are you coming home, I fucking miss you."
Olivia ignored him, "what do you mean it's too late?"
"Um...when are you coming back?"
"I had to go to the chief's office to sign paperwork, I'll be back after I talk to my mom."
"Okay, don't take too long, remember we have dinner with my family."
"Yeah, I'll be back soon. I love you, bye- wait, why did I say that, no, I don't bye-"
She heard a thundering laugh through the phone as she hung up. Olivia rolled her eyes and headed to her mother's room.
Camilla was no longer there, it was just Maya sitting up in the bed.
"How are you feeling?" Olivia asked.
"Good, I feel normal."
Olivia smiled, "that's good." she walked closer, "did Camilla book the hotel?"
Maya nodded.
"Okay, I have to run because Fitz's family invited me to dinner but I'll be back tomorrow at checkout time to take you to the hotel."
"I'm not invited," Maya said with a chuckle.
"Actually, his mother invited you but I thought better of it."
"I would go. You two will be bonded for life over this child, I'll have to know who my grandbaby's family is."
"Well," Olivia said with a smile, "you're stuck here cause I'm definitely not gonna pull you out of here for dinner. Maybe Christmas dinner would be good."
Maya nodded.
"Wait," Olivia said as she remembered the flowers, "who sent you those."
"Someone named Catherine. I don't know who it is so I didn't touch it."
"That's Fitz's mother," Olivia said, "I think his sister told her you were in the hospital. That's very sweet."
"I guess it is."
"Mom, she's a very nice woman."
"I didn't say anything," Maya said.
Olivia chuckled, "I'll come by tomorrow but before then I need to see if I can stop by the apartment to get some of your clothes."
"Oh gosh, I really don't even want you back in there. I can go."
"Mom, stop, Fitz will come with me, we'll grab some stuff for you really fast, it'll be fine."
Maya nodded, "alright."
"Wait- tell me you love the flowers," Olivia said.
"Why?" Maya asked.
"So I won't have to try to lie when Catherine asks if you liked them."
"I love the flowers," Maya said.
Olivia knocked once on the hotel room door before opening it with her room key. When she stepped inside Fitz stood with the largest erection in his pants she'd ever seen.
"Ahh- what the hell?" Olivia screamed.
Camilla walked in behind her and stopped in her tracks.
"I told you I missed you, didn't I?"
Olivia smiled, "you missed me a little too much." she turned to Camilla, "I'm really sorry about this, please rush out, you shouldn't see this and put the 'do not disturb tag on the door please."
Camilla shook her head and walked out, slamming the door behind her.
Olivia walked to Fitz and pushed him back to the sofa and then leaned over him and kissed his lips then leaned up and stared at him, pointing at his erection.
"What am I supposed to do with this?" she asked with a smile.
"Whatever the fuck you want."
She smirked and leaned forward and pulled his erect penis from his pants then she kneeled down in front of him and wrapped both hands around his cock and twisted up and down then pressed her tongue against his tip and slowly swallowed him into her mouth.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Fitz whispered as he leaned back in the sofa.
She worked her mouth up and down slowly until she'd lubricated his entire length then she leaned up and stood.
A disappointed frown pulled on his lips but it turned upwards as he watched her unbutton her jeans and pull them down with her panties to her knees. She leaned against his lap and guided him inside her slowly from behind, swallowing him into her walls with some stretching until she was sitting fully on him.
"OOHHHH...," she moaned softly.
"Jesus Christ, you're gonna kill me," he groaned raspily.
Olivia fell back against Fitz's chest and felt his arms wrapped around her tightly. He pulled her face towards him and kissed her hungrily. Olivia could feel him shoving her sweater and bra up until he broke the kiss to pull them over her head and down her arms. She was at least half-naked, with only her jeans and panties clutching to her thighs.
She could feel the wetness between her legs and knew her body had enough time to adjust to him.
"Mmmm...baby, I'm ready," she whispered.
Fitz caressed her breasts with both hands and rocked back and forth to position her.
"God," she moaned when she felt him move slightly inside her. "Wait, wait-" she said as she pulled his hands from her breast. She held onto his knees and braced herself against him with her feet planted to the floor and raised her hips up and down on him.
Fitz melted back into the sofa and closed his eyes with his hands gripping her waist. Olivia pulled his hands away, refusing to let him take control, and continued riding his lap as he sat back on the sofa. She thrust her hips back and forth, up and down, riding him so fast and so hard that sweat began to spew from her pores.
She was enjoying his cock thoroughly and when she half turned to look at him and he was stiff behind her as if he was seconds away from cuming. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open. His breath was shallow. He began chanting breathlessly, "Olivia- Olivia-"
Olivia thrust harder with the last few reserves of strength she had and heard him howl out. Fitz grabbed her waist and slapped the side of her ass over and over again as he exploded violently inside her, shaking as he came. Olivia fell back on him and felt him grip her against his chest, her hands grabbing her breasts, as he thrust unevenly inside her, bringing her orgasm to a head.
Her legs shook as Fitz held her and covered her screaming mouth. Some liquid squirted from between her legs. It took her a while to calm against him.
Fitz raised her hips and pulled out slowly only to feel cum drip on his thigh from inside her. He ignored it and turned her around and pulled her pants off then held her against him so she was straddling him.
Fitz looked up at her sweaty, flushed face and laughed.
"Did I even tell you good evening before I jumped on you like a horny fucking rottweiler?"
Olivia laughed breathlessly, "you didn't, actually."
"Well then good evening," Fitz said with a smirk as he pulled her down and kissed her.
Olivia pressed her forehead against his, "that was amazing, thanks to me."
He laughed, "thanks to you, huh?"
"Uh-huh," she said with a nod.
Fitz flipped them both around so they were laying on the couch and kissed her shoulder then under her neck. "You're fucking perfect."
"Yeah?"
"Mhm…" he said as he continued kissing her, "your face...your skin...your tits," he reached his hand down and ran his finger over her clit, Olivia shivered.
"Are you cold?" he asked.
"No…" she said shyly, "I just want to hear you say it."
He chuckled, "Your pussy is perfect."
Olivia smiled, blushing.
Fitz caressed her cheek, "we have to go to my mom's dinner at 8 so you have about half an hour to nap."
"You know me so well," Olivia said with a smile then yawned, "that's all I need."
Olivia closed her eyes and tried to sleep then she remembered the 100 different things she needed to talk to him about, the most pressing was Jason.
She opened them and turned to Fitz.
"What did you mean earlier when you said 'it's too late?'."
"I meant nothing."
"Fitz," she whined.
"Olivia, I can't always elaborate, you know this."
"I know but...you can't do anything, this is my work, you can't… don't do anything."
"Please," he said, "I'm not stupid Olivia."
"I know you're not but-"
"But nothing. He remembers that you rejected him at some Christmas party two years ago and that's enough for him to still be angry with you now. I know men, especially men like him. Their ego is paramount. He's not gonna let it go," Fitz cleared his throat, "not on his own, anyways."
"I'm used to dealing with egos. I'm a freaking doctor. Do you know how many assholes are in my field?" Olivia said with a chuckle. "I had to do enemas for like a month once because I accidentally upstaged an attending."
"This is different," Fitz said with a chuckle, "if he still remembers something from two years ago it's because he's decided he's gonna make you pay for it."
Olivia sighed, "I hate men."
"Me too," Fitz said with a laugh. He leaned up and stood then stretched, "how was the thing today?"
"Awesome," Olivia said with a smile, "Marcy was great and I had a little book so I could pick all the furniture I like. Some stuff won't be there in time for us to move in but she said the condo should be 80% done by the weekend."
"That's good. I need to have Camilla fly to Spain and ship a lot of my stuff here."
"Can't one of your house workers in Spain do it?"
"Camilla knows what I like."
"She sure thinks so. She kept talking about how much you wouldn't like the things I chose."
"Well, did you tell her to shut up?"
Olivia nodded then chuckled then she turned on her belly and closed her eyes. Fitz leaned down and kissed her, "I'm gonna shower. Try to sleep and I'll wake you in a little bit."
Olivia nodded with her eyes still closed.
Fitz woke to the sound of banging on the door.
"Fitz, wake up," Arianna called.
He sat up from the bed and stood then stretched and walked to let Arianna in.
"I knew it," she said when she saw his red eyes and disheveled hair.
"Mom and dad are waiting in the lobby."
"Alright, alright, we'll be down in a minute."
"Where's Olivia?" Arianna asked.
"Couch."
Arianna walked over to the couch but then Fitz remembered she was naked and ran over to stop Arianna before she got there.
"She's...not...decent," Fitz said with a chuckle.
Arianna huffed "I knew it. You had sex and fucking exhausted yourself and now you're late for dinner. Dammit!"
Olivia said something and Fitz walked to the couch to look at her. She was still fast asleep.
"Olivia?" Arianna called, thinking she'd woken up.
"She talks in her sleep."
"Really?"
Fitz nodded.
"Go down to mom and dad. I'll wake her and we'll be done in 15 minutes tops."
"Okay, hurry," Arianna said, "I'm starving."
Fitz walked around the other side of the sofa as Arianna headed out the door. He nudged her slowly.
"I don't know why I married him…" she mumbled.
Fitz leaned closer to listen.
"I'm 22, I shouldn't have to go through this."
Fitz knew right away what she was talking about and woke her up. He shook her until she jumped up.
"Did I miss my page?" she asked, frantic.
He smiled, "you have the week off, remember?"
Olivia smiled then nodded and rubbed her eyes, "oh yeah."
"What time is it?"
"We're very late. We have 15 minutes to get downstairs."
"What? You didn't wake me?"
"I knocked out. After how hard you fucked me, what did you expect?"
She thumped his arm and ran to the bathroom. "Dammit, my legs." She complained of her achy glutes.
She heard a thunderous laugh from Fitz and slammed the bathroom door as she quickly took a shower.
She showered as quickly as she could and in a few minutes, she rushed from the bathroom. Fitz was dressed in pants and a button-down.
"You look...perturbed?" she said, noting his countenance as she walked quickly to find something to wear.
"I...I'm…" Fitz sighed trying to find the right words. "I'm just… you're a marvel, you really are. You are such an open book and still, you're so fascinating."
"What did I do?"
"You can hardly tell a lie and you blather all your inner thoughts and feelings in your sleep."
"Oh my god. Was I sleep talking? Fitz, when I do that you have to wake me up. It's not funny."
"I did."
"Oh," she said, then walked quickly to the rack of clothing, "well...what did I say?"
"You were talking about Herman."
"Herman?"
"You said you shouldn't have married him. That you were too young to be dealing with whatever he was putting you through then I woke you up."
Olivia didn't respond as she tried to get dressed.
"Are you gonna say anything?"
"I don't know what to say," she answered.
Fitz shrugged and decided not to press further.
Fitz met his family down in the lobby.
"Sweetheart, almost 20 minutes," Catherine complained.
"I know, I know," Fitz said as he reached for Catherine and kissed her cheek, "I'm sorry, I was supposed to wake Olivia but fell asleep."
"Yes, I'm so sorry," Olivia added.
"Never you mind," Catherine said, "I'm surprised you were able to get ready in such a short time. It took me almost 2 hours."
"She takes a notoriously long time to get ready, my wife," Gerry said, "but look at her, I can never bring myself to complain."
"I can't leave the house in any meaningful way without my face on."
"I'm starving you guys, come on, please," Arianna said quickly as she interlocked her arm with Olivia's. "I sent Camilla ahead to hold our reservation."
The group finally headed towards the cars waiting in front of the hotel and then drove to the Italian restaurant by the waterfront.
They were taken to their large, secluded corner booth table with a view of the ocean from behind the glass barrier. Camilla was seated there and stood when they walked towards her.
"Yeah, I wasn't expecting Fitz to actually get ready in 20 minutes but um you can go," Arianna said.
"I'm sure she'd like to stay for dinner. After all, she did come all this way to hold our table. You'd think a restaurant of this caliber would be more forgiving of lateness," Catherine said.
"I think that's why they aren't," Gerry said with a chuckle.
"I'd love to stay, Mrs. Grant," Camilla answered.
"Of course," Fitz said, sarcastically.
"Come on, come on, let's sit and eat, I'm starving," Catherine said.
The group sat in the booth with Camilla sitting beside Olivia who sat beside Fitz. He was sitting at the end of the seat as was Gerry on the other side of the booth. Catherine was directly beside Gerry and Arianna was in the middle, beside Camilla, to her irritation.
"I wanted to thank you for the flowers you sent to my mom, Catherine. She loved them."
"Oh no problem darling, I can't wait to meet her. I was so sorry to hear that she was in the hospital."
Olivia nodded with a smile, "she'll be out tomorrow."
"If you don't mind me asking, what happened to her. Arianna only told me she was sick."
"She had Takotsubo cardiomyopathy."
"I'm lost dear," Catherine said with a smile.
"Oh- sorry," Olivia said with a chuckle, "it's what we call a pseudo heart attack or some call it the heartbreak syndrome. It's most common in older women. Sometimes a pretty significant event happens which causes heightened stress or an intense emotional reaction and the result is an enlargement of the left ventricle into what looks like a Japanese octopus trap which is how it got its name Takotsubo. It diminishes how effectively the heart pumps blood which is why it's dangerous but it is also temporary. In a few weeks, my mom should be back to normal."
"That's great to hear," Gerry said as Catherine nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, I hope she feels 100% soon, and maybe then we can fly back and have brunch together or something. I really would like to meet her. We're going to be co-grandparents after all."
Gerry laughed, "honey, tell her what you did?"
"What?" Olivia asked with a smile.
Catherine smiled, almost embarrassed, "I know you and Fitzy said not to buy anything until you were out of the first trimester but I couldn't help it. Me and a couple of my old gals went to this little baby shop- I mean- the cutest little place you've ever seen and I did buy some things.
"Aww well that's really sweet," Olivia said.
"Mom, how do know what to buy, we don't know the sex as yet."
"It was just a few little toys and teddies and plus Fitzy, things they have nowadays, you can buy for a girl or a boy. It's not gendered."
Their waiter walked over with a handful of booklet menus.
"Good evening, my name is Tony and I'll be your server this evening. I'll give you a moment to look over the menu and I'll be right back with some flat and sparkling water for the table."
They all nodded and flipped open their menus. After some discussion about what to order, the waiter returned and they all ordered their courses without issue.
"I guess I should just fess up about the reason I planned this dinner was to talk to you two about something your father and I have been discussing since Thanksgiving dinner," Catherine said.
"What's up," Fitz asked.
"So, I hope you two consider this and you can say no- you know, this is part of the reason I wanted your mother to be here because this is a decision we should make together-"
Olivia grimaced, unsure of where Catherine was headed.
"Oh no- don't be alarmed," Gerry said.
"Oh gosh nevermind-" Catherine said.
"Mom-" Fitz called.
"Your mom wants to watch the baby when it's born. She wants us to move up here, get a place close by and keep the baby when you and Olivia have to go back to work after leave," Gerry said.
"Instead of getting a nanny, we would keep him or her, you know, as her grandparents," Catherine added.
Both Fitz and Olivia didn't respond but they both seemed to be thinking about it.
Catherine became nervous and continued, "And obviously we don't want to disturb your time with the baby or anything so it would only be after your leave and again if you're not okay with it then we understand."
Olivia smiled, "why wouldn't I be okay with it, I think that would be great."
"Really?" Catherine said excitedly as she stretched and reached across the table to take Olivia's hand in hers. "You've made me so happy." she said with tears in her eyes.
Olivia was surprised by her emotional reaction.
Catherine sat back in her seat and Gerry leaned over and kissed her cheek and wrapped his arm around her.
"Oh gosh, look at me," Catherine said, wiping her eyes.
Olivia looked to Fitz to gauge his reactions and he seemed pleased that Olivia agreed.
"Are you alright?" Olivia asked Catherine.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just happy. This is quite pathetic, if I hadn't spent so many years pining over children I can't have I couldn't be so eager to intrude in your life as parents."
Olivia looked confused and Catherine realized Fitz might not have broached that subject with Olivia.
"I had three miscarriages before I had Fitzgerald. One after him, in the two years when we tried to conceive Arianna, and then I had two after her. If it were up to me I'd probably have a dozen children almost like that woman on that show. That was my dream. I just wanted to be a mother to many children. I love children. I wanted a big family but unfortunately, my uterus didn't agree. Even with Fitzgerald and Arianna, they were both through IVF."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I had no idea."
Catherine shrugged then chuckled, "well, this is why we hope for grandchildren. I think together we'll raise the most spoiled baby who ever lived."
Olivia laughed and agreed, "a scrumptious, spoiled baby."
Fitz laughed and kissed Olivia again then pulled her closer and wrapped his arm around her.
"Aww, I just love how you are with her. He's never been like this with anyone else."
"Mom!," Fitz said.
"Fine, fine," she said as the group excluding Carmen laughed at Fitz's expense. "Let's talk about something else...like probably the only time in the last 20 years that you've cried."
Fitz fell back on the cushioned seat and frowned, "not this. Please."
"No, I wanna hear," Olivia said.
"No," Fitz complained.
"Shhhh," Olivia said.
"It was after he broke his leg that night at that game. We had to hop on a flight to get to him since it was an away game."
"Here we go," Fitz grumbled.
"When we got to his hospital room he was sitting up in bed, they'd just done his surgery and I'll never forget this but as soon as he saw us, he burst into tears. I've never seen him cry like that, you know," Catherine said with a mischievous smile.
"He had boogers and runny snot. There was water dripping down his face. He could barely talk," Gerry said. "It really changed him. He left for Europe after that and we still can't get him to come home."
"She gets it," Fitz said.
Olivia was confused, that wasn't the story Fitz told her. He'd made it seem like he wasn't affected by the incident.
"Naturally mom starts crying when her perfect son is sobbing like a baby in her arms," Arianna added.
The server brought over the large tray with appetizers and they began to eat.
"So Olivia, tell us more about yourself," Gerry said. "Why'd you decide to get into medicine?"
"I don't know. I think I'd made the decision I was going to be a doctor by the time I was 8 or something. I just remember it always being the thing I wanted. I guess for my specialty I chose neuroscience because my mother is prone to strokes and I just remember wanting to feel useful whenever it happened to her."
"That's an awesome reason to choose medicine and I realized while chatting to my gals that your daughter or son would have a pretty strong, almost shoo-in chance of going to Harvard due to the legacy admissions."
"Yeah," Olivia said with a smile.
"Did you like Harvard? Would you want your child to go there?"
"Absolutely. I really enjoyed my time in both undergrad and med school at Harvard. I would absolutely recommend it to my child."
"Was it hard?" Arianna asked, "I know that seems like a dumb question but you're really smart so I'm just trying to figure out if it was hard for you."
Olivia smiled, "some courses were hard, sure, I think mostly what made it a challenge is just that there's a lot of information to consume. Mostly in med school. Undergrad wasn't that bad honestly."
"It's cause your smart. I tried college and Christ- it wasn't funny. Especially calculus- it was torture."
"Calculus was fun," Olivia defended but then noticed Fitz snickering beside her. "What? It was! Derivatives, integrals, differential equations- that was so fun."
Now the table enjoyed a laugh at Olivia's expense. All except Camilla. Catherine began to notice Camilla's sour mood as she paid closer attention to her.
"Are you alright dear?" Catherine asked.
Camilla forced a smile on her face, "yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for asking Ms. Grant."
Catherine nodded and continued eating her dinner.
Olivia watched and then turned to look at Fitz who shrugged. Just as she turned to continue eating her cellphone rang. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," she said as she quickly pulled it out to silence it. She realized it was Abby calling and wondered if everything was alright with Maya.
Olivia turned to Fitz. "It's Abby, I have to answer to make sure everything is okay with my mom."
"Of course," he said.
Olivia answered the phone quickly.
"Abby, is everything okay?" she asked.
"Yeah, I need your help-"
"But my mom is okay?"
"Yeah- she's fine. I need your help. I need you to take me through an aneurysm clipping."
"Abby, I'm at dinner. I can't talk right now but I'll call you back as soon as I can."
"No-" Abby said, "I'm literally in the operating room. You're on speakerphone. I've forgotten the procedure and Dr. Roberts is standing right here and refusing to tell me. I need help and this is the quickest way."
"Um...hi everyone," Olivia said.
"HEY DR. POPE," she heard from a chorus of surgical nurses and assistants.
"Is the patient open on the table?" Olivia asked.
"Yes," Abby answered.
She looked to Gerry and Catherine, "I'm so sorry for this, excuse me," she said then turned to Fitz, "Abby is about to operate and she needs me to walk her through the procedure."
"No, no, please stay," Catherine said. "This is interesting."
Olivia took a breath, flustered that they were all watching.
"I froze and went blank. I knew it before I came into the operating room. This is so embarrassing."
"Okay. Did you prepare the skull?"
"Yes," Abby said.
Fitz leaned over and took the phone from her ear and turned on the speaker then smiled at her. He liked to see Olivia in action.
"Where is the aneurysm?"
"Frontal."
"I'm just walking you through it. Did you give them mannitol?"
"No, but I'm doing that now."
"Okay. After the mannitol, you need to create a lumbar drain for the Cerebrospinal fluid."
"You're a godsend. continue."
"Perform the craniotomy and expose and open the dura mater. Use the retractors and open a channel to the artery and when you find the aneurysm remember to control the blood flow before even attempting to place the clip."
"I'm nervous about placing the clip but then again I always am. This is my 2nd aneurysm clipping."
"You have an attending there Abby. This is not even supposed to be happening. I'm a resident too."
"I know but you either help me or Dr. Roberts watches me screw up so he can gloat about how horrible the new incoming doctors are."
Olivia sighed, "when you see the aneurysm you'll know which clip to use. If it ruptures, Dr. Roberts won't have a choice but to step in so don't worry about that part. If it doesn't immediately rupture, check to make sure it isn't biting on the parent artery and if it isn't then drain it and close up. You have an awesome 5 hours ahead of you."
Abby sighed, "thanks. It's been a bonkers day. By the way, I'm so mad at you. So much has happened with Herman and everything and you've been m.i.a. And you haven't introduced me to that scalding hot guy who picked you-"
"Oh no Abby, I have to go. Bye."
Olivia hung up quickly and looked at Fitz, he had a small smirk on the corner of his lips.
"Um...Can you excuse me for a second?"
Fitz nodded and stood from the booth, allowing Olivia out. She headed in the direction of the bathroom.
"As I said, I just love how you are with her," Catherine said again.
Fitz chuckled.
"So son, what are you thinking?"
"About Olivia?"
Gerry nodded with a smile.
"Oh- she's amazing. I've never met anyone like her. Did you just see that?"
"Yeah," Gerry said, impressed.
"The other day she drilled holes into a woman's head on the sidewalk."
"You're kidding?"
Fitz shook his head, happy to show off Olivia. "There was an accident on the street as I was driving her to work and we stopped and she stepped in. She opened the woman's chest and drained blood from it then drilled holes into her head and the woman regained consciousness."
"Wow," Catherine said with a grin.
Camilla rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"Would you like to excuse yourself, dear?" Catherine said to Camilla.
"I'm sorry?" Camilla said.
"For the entirety of our evening, you've rolled your eyes, laughed at inappropriate times, and shook your head. I won't pretend to know what your issue is but if you don't want to be here then I think you should excuse yourself. I invited you to enjoy an intimate evening with my family because you've worked with my son for so long but this behavior is surprising, Camilla."
Camilla was frozen. She'd always managed to stay in Catherine's good graces and she didn't know what to say.
"I...um..I-"
Fitz stood and went to find Olivia, leaving Catherine grilling Camilla. He walked in the direction she'd headed off in and waited outside the bathroom. A couple of minutes later, Olivia stepped out.
"Are you okay?"
She nodded with a small smile.
Fitz wrapped his arm around her and walked her back to the booth. Camilla was gone. The evening progressed.
It was early morning and Fitz was deep in sleep when he felt someone tap him. He opened his eyes and it was Felix and Alesander.
"What?" Fitz asked. He looked over to Olivia and she was deep in sleep, cuddled under his arm.
"You need to hear this," Felix said.
He eased Olivia off him and sat up. He was in pajama pants and walked over to the table with Felix and Alesander. Felix pulled out a phone and played a recording.
"It's very important none of you have a phone in here," Jake said.
"Yes, yes, why are we here?" Marco said, impatiently.
"I think we can work together. He's the main problem here. He's been a step ahead of all of you. I can help you with that. I know how he works and I know how he thinks," Jake said.
"Why would I work with a man who tried to shoot my daughter?" Eli said.
"I'm happy to turn my ire from your daughter to who should've been shot in the first place," Marco said.
"Do I have your word?"
"Yes," Marco replied.
"He's in the states now. So if we were do make a move-"
"I'm not moving on him in the states, too much trouble, too many eyes," Eli said.
"That's the only place where he's relaxed. To beat him, you have to think like him. He knows you won't make a move there, which is exactly why you should," Jake said.
"My daughter is with him. The only way I can agree to this is if my daughter is not even in the same country when this goes down. If not then you have yourself an enemy," Eli remarked.
"Fine," Jake said, "then we rain bullets down on him whereever he goes and at all his properties. Hit him hard, everywhere, every time until you get him. That's what he would do," Jake said.
"Why should I trust you," Marco said, "After all, you were just as much involved at the club."
"I reached out to you and I apologized. I was loyal to Fitz so of course I'm going to defend him but as soon as it was over I told him he should have never done that. Not over her."
Eli chuckled and turned to Marco, "so wait, I should kill him for defending my daughter from you?"
"Don't lose sight of the big picture if he hadn't taken your daughter none of this would've happened. He's out of control, this is your opportunity to get him. He's in Boston right now, probably fucking your daughter. Is that what you prefer?" Jake asked.
Eli stood. "If this happens, my daughter isn't involved. I'll agree just because it's time to put him down. He's out of control but if my daughter gets hurt in the crossfire, then all bets are off."
The group nodded.
"It'll be hard to coordinate when he listens on the phone but I know how to get around him. He can't track me. I'll reach out to you like I did but our first move has to be to pull him away from Boston," Jake said.
"How do you propose we do that?" Marco said.
"One of his businesses...target it. Burn it down, shoot it up, do whatever you have to do to get his attention, and pull him away. I suggest you do this Marco, he'll be expecting a move from you."
Marco nodded, "and while I'm waging war with him, what are you two doing?"
"I know where he goes...I worked with Eli before and I'll do it again. We'll target him, wait for him where I know he goes and try to get him."
The group nodded.
"What is in this for me?" Eli said. "I want a piece of what he has."
"I can't get you his money, it's legit and in America. There's no way to get it. Even I can't get it."
"He has other things?" Marco said. "Villas, hotels, restaurants?"
"He willed them all to his parents and sister. You can't get those either if they decide to fight for it but I have info on his contacts, when he's dead, they'll be looking for new people to do business with. I can help you there. His boat and cars are mine but after this, I'm done with what we do. I'll give you all the information I have."
The group nodded.
"One more thing," Marco said, "why did you decide to betray your friend, and how do I know you won't betray me?"
"He betrayed me first," Jake said.
The recording stopped and Fitz looked over to Felix and Alesander.
"When did this happen?"
"This morning. Marco didn't give up all his phones. He kept one, it was encrypted and he thought it was protected but Wade managed to get the recording. We still can't figure out how and when Jake contacted them the first time but we think it was before he met with you."
Fitz nodded.
"Alright."
Felix and Alesander stood waiting for orders.
Fitz stood and stretched, "he's gonna hit Sicily."
"How do you know?"
"He's predictable. Get the plane ready."
They both nodded and headed off.