"We'll call this one the mermaid," Fitz said.
"That's very creative," Olivia replied softly with a chuckle. She was laying on her back on the couch. Fitz sat up beside her looking way too excited. There were empty cartons of Chinese food on the coffee table in front of them and the tv was on. It might have been the first time that it was turned on. She was so busy she never got to watch it. "Explain it to me," she said.
He smiled. "The position you're in works just fine. Just lock your legs together and raise them up. I'll take care of the rest."
She laughed, "explain it to me like I'm five," she said.
Fitz stood from the couch and pulled her to him. She covered her mouth and laughed. "God," he mumbled, "every time I'm getting ready to dick you down I look at you and I just wanna fucking eat you. What's that called?"
"Short attention span?"
Fitz laughed and leaned on top of her, between her legs, utterly amused by her. Her soft brown skin and full lips, her flushed cheeks, and her slightly matted hair from sweaty sex. "You might be right."
She was already naked and wet between her legs. That was from their first position. He kissed her lips and Olivia ran her hand through his hair with closed eyes, tenderly caressing him- down the back of his ear, up and down his jawline and neck. He brushed his tongue against her lips then sucked slowly, alternating between tasting her tongue and lips. Fitz broke the kiss, just barely hovering over her.
"I love it when you kiss me like that," Olivia whispered as she stroked up and down his bicep.
"Yeah," Fitz entreated, "not the other way."
She giggled, "of course I love that one. It's all I dream about."
Fitz smiled as he leaned up further and began to move Olivia into their position. "Do you know what I dream about?" he asked.
Olivia rolled her eyes playfully, "me, hopefully." He chuckled and pulled her legs together and raised her hips.
"Me...right? You have to say it."
"Always you…" Fitz admitted, "and money."
She chuckled and licked her lips, preparing herself for him. She felt sensitive but in a good way. The way that would make her orgasm quick and intense.
He lifted her legs over his shoulder and then held on to his length and slowly slid himself into her.
Her ass rested just on his thigh and it was heavenly to feel the soft flesh of her ass move against him with each thrust.
Olivia had smartly spread a blanket on the couch under them before the...festivities. She raised her hands up to her breast and held them tenderly so they wouldn't bounce up and down from Fitz's thrust. Fitz hugged his arms around her thighs and squeezed them together and pumped into her slowly and purposefully.
"Shit-" Olivia groaned as she closed her eyes lustfully. "Don't stop."
"I wasn't going to-" Fitz choked out and then he stopped thrusting and they both burst into chortles.
Olivia pressed her hands against her cheeks and smiled, "god, I love you."
Fitz leaned on top of her and turned her underneath him. Her legs were to the side now and partly opened vertically, like scissors. He thrust once, just to hear the moan escape her lips and then he leaned down and kissed her hungrily. "I love you too." He continued pumping into her but with more urgency now.
Olivia's phone rang on the floor but she ignored it.
She ran her hands through his hair as she continued to moan into his mouth between kisses. Somehow he managed to reach a finger down to massage her clit in those feathery strokes that drove her so mad. "Ahhhh," she choked back a gasp and gripped his hair. "Baby, I'm gonna cum," she mumbled. "Mmmm...it's so good."
Fitz bore down deeper, "yeah?" he teased.
"Uh-huh," She groaned as she reached down between her legs and grabbed his balls. If he wanted to multi-task, she figured she could too. He jerked back the moment he felt her hands on him. Olivia squeezed him gently and began to move her fingers in circles over his soft skin.
His forehead fell against her. "Fuck!" He cursed against her lips.
Olivia's orgasm took her and Fitz was just seconds behind. He sped up his thrusts and just as it seemed like he was slowing down as his orgasm waned she felt him suddenly speed up again. She yelped as their position changed slightly, he was between her legs now. She looked up at him. His eyes were piercing down at her, his bottom lip bitten under his teeth as he stiffened.
She reached up and caressed her cheek softly as he finished. His thrust slowed and his breath deepened until she milked everything from him and he pulled out and gently fell on top of her. Olivia took a breath too. She was raw in the best way and even more thrilled that she could tease Fitz about his double orgasm once he regained enough energy to move. As it stood, he was limp as steamed asparagus.
Suddenly he fell off her and landed on the floor with a thud.
"FITZ!" She screamed as she sat up quickly to make sure he was okay.
He was smiling on the floor, exhausted. "Don't scare me like that," Olivia scolded.
He chuckled. His penis was shriveled and wet. She reached down, careful not to shift her legs that felt like jello, and poked his penis. "It looks like your big guy has seen better days," she teased.
"He hasn't," Fitz responded then he turned on his belly and sighed, tired, "fuck!"
Her phone rang again. Fitz groaned at the loud buzz by his ear. Olivia reached for it quickly and saw that it was Abby. She debated answering for a moment then finally decided to answer.
"Olivia, I've been calling you," Abby said.
"I've been a little busy."
"Alot busy," Fitz mumbled.
Olivia smiled and rolled her eyes.
"We want to come over and hang out. It's just me and Justin and Shadai."
"Uh-no, not tonight-"
"Is your boyfriend there," Justin yelled into the phone, "tell him I love him, and if he needs a friend I'm here."
Olivia laughed.
"Justin is obsessed with your boyfriend," Abby said, "like everyone else since the party."
"Tell him he can't have him," Olivia said, laughing. "Anyways you guys can't come over."
"Why not?" Abby asked.
"For starters, it's almost 10pm, I have work in the morning at 6am and I'm not in the mood to entertain."
"You don't have to entertain us, just leave us downstairs, we'll drink and hang out."
Olivia looked down at Fitz who was half asleep on the carpet.
"Fitz, you can't sleep on the carpet."
He groaned and ignored her.
"Come on, Olivia, don't be like that," Abby said.
"Another night Abby, I promise. I have to go," Olivia said quickly then hung up. She tossed her phone to the side and laid back against her pillow. "Come on Fitz, get off the floor and cuddle me." She waited for an answer and when there was none, she leaned over the edge of the sofa and looked down. He was sleeping.
The next morning, she woke up in bed with her head on Fitz's chest and her arms wrapped across his torso. She wasn't sure when she fell asleep although it must've been right after him and she wasn't sure when he moved her. She leaned up from his chest and realized she'd drooled a puddle on his skin. She wiped her mouth then reached for the sheet to quickly wipe her drool away from his chest then she pulled his arm from her waist. She scooted out of bed quickly and checked the time. It was almost 5am.
She went to the bathroom quickly to bathe, brush her teeth and comb her hair. She walked back to their shared double closet and dressed in leggings and a sweater and packed clean scrubs in her tote bag to change at the hospital.
She slipped on gold Cartier earrings she bought with Fitz and then she felt arms around her. Fitz kissed her shoulder and pulled her closer.
"Why didn't you wake me?" he asked.
"Wake you? After what happened last night," Olivia teased.
She could feel him grinning behind her and suddenly he smacked her ass in her leggings. "Do not get me started," he said as he kissed her neck, "that shit was amazing." He rubbed circles around her stomach. "How's my daughter?"
"She's perfect since she isn't giving me morning sickness yet!" Olivia said then half turned from her torso and kissed his lips. "I'm gonna miss you today. I work a 30 hour. I'll be back in time for Christmas eve."
He shrugged but she could tell he wasn't pleased. Olivia turned around fully so she was facing him. "I'm nervous about your Christmas gift. By the way, don't get me anything big okay. If you haven't gotten it as yet."
"You can't tell me what to do," he said as he kissed her neck. Olivia rolled her eyes, "I'm serious, I'm not spending your money to buy you a gift- so I got you a gift from my checks I've been saving."
"Whatever you decide, just make sure it's good."
Olivia took a breath, "don't say that, you're gonna stress me out."
He smiled and stepped back and then she realized he was doing it on purpose. "Not funny," she scolded.
"I'm gonna shower so I can drop you to work," Fitz said as he headed out of the closet.
Olivia nodded and smiled.
She went down to the kitchen to find breakfast while Fitz showered. She had some meal prep options that Simone left in the fridge. Fitz was dressed and ready as she finished her last bits of food. They headed down to his car in the garage and it was a quick ride to the hospital. He pulled up to the curb since she was just on time with about 5 minutes to spare. Olivia leaned in and kissed him softly. "I'll see you in 30 hours."
"I'll probably want to see you before that," Fitz said.
Olivia grinned, " that's what I wanted to hear." She kissed him again then ran out.
Fitz watched as she headed into the hospital then he drove off.
Olivia changed into her scrubs and took her prenatals before heading to the nurse's station.
"Here she is ladies," Avila said as Olivia approached. The group of nurses turned to look at Olivia and then they erupted into quiet but enthusiastic applause. It was playful and sarcastic.
Olivia rolled her eyes and as she reached the desk they stopped.
"What now?" Olivia asked.
"We're giving you a round of applause for the fine piece of man you have at home."
Olivia giggled, "oh my god, you guys, stop."
"You are living life," Another one teased.
"I'm sorry but if my man had me living like that, I wouldn't be here," Avila said.
"I've been in school my entire life for this, I'm definitely gonna keep working," Olivia said.
Avila smiled, "he's so confident but don't tell my husband I said that."
Olivia gasped then her lips curled up into a smile, "I'm out of here." She grabbed a stack of papers and a clipboard and headed down the hall.
"Those are the wrong patients," Avila called out. "You're on volunteers, remember?"
Olivia jogged back and grabbed a different stack then jogged away. She went back to the resident office while she waited for the volunteers to come in. Her day was definitely lighter because Dr. Roberts, usually she would have been doing rounds on patients and making notes. It was almost 10am when Dr. Roberts came looking for her in the resident office. He knocked before he entered this time.
"Good morning Dr. Pope."
Olivia took a breath and prepared herself.
"Good morning, Dr. Roberts."
"I have an emergency craniotomy, you're running point, let's go, OR 4," he said, then turned out. Olivia was confused but she stood and followed him to the OR. It was a 6-hour surgery and except for a nipped artery, the surgery was flawless. She scrubbed out in the scrub room and met Dr. Roberts outside. His attitude had changed from the past two weeks. Inside the OR, he was not as curt which was unusual.
"Good job on the surgery. I have a scheduled tumor removal, it's pretty small. You're doing that one too. It's in an hour."
"So, I have to ask, am I off the volunteers now?"
He nodded.
"Why?"
"I'll see you in surgery," he said with a smile. "Oh, by the way, never mind about that dinner."
Olivia nodded, even more confused. Still, she went along with it. In the 30 hours that she was scheduled, she had 7 surgeries, four long and three rather short, and no sleep. She barely had enough time for a phone call and each one of them, Dr. Roberts made her perform with barely any intervention from him. She barely had a chance to talk to Fitz and when her shift was finally over, she could barely feel her feet on her walk outside to Fitz who was parked on the curb waiting for her. Her nipples were itchy and tender and her back felt strained, still, she was excited. Seven surgeries for a resident were heard of.
She opened the door and plopped into the seat. Suddenly Fitz pulled her over in his lap and kissed her, hard. Olivia wrapped her arms around him and smiled, exhausted.
"You looked wrecked," he teased when he pulled from her lips and gazed up at her.
"I am, it's the first time that I actually, physically feel pregnant."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Fitz asked.
"Well, when my nipples feel like they're gonna fall off, my feet hurt and my back is killing me then it's not really a good thing."
"I'll take care of your nipples in a minute," Fitz said.
Olivia smiled then a yawn escaped.
Fitz's eyes opened wide, "no."
"What?"
"Please don't do this to me…"
"What?" she asked again.
"You're going to sleep. You're not gonna make it home."
"No, no, no, I'm gonna stay up, I promise," She said as she kissed him again then scooted back to her seat. Fitz pressed the ignition button and sped off, driving as fast as he could at 12pm on a Wednesday. He was home minutes earlier than usual but still, Olivia could barely keep her eyes open during the ride and found herself falling in and out of consciousness for moments at a time. He parked in the garage and could barely keep his hands off her on the elevator.
"Your mom texted me, she said they should get here by 6. They'll be staying at The Four Seasons again."
He nodded though he didn't respond. The elevator opened up and he walked her out. They walked down to the door and Fitz opened it with his key. Olivia was barely dragging by and it was hard for him to ignore. When they stepped inside she took off her coat and kicked off her boots. Fitz removed his shoes and coat as well then swept her up.
She smiled but not as lively as she usually did.
"Come on," Fitz said, "let me take you to bed." He headed to the stairs and went up to the bedroom. "I can't believe this is how he's gonna play this. It's clever but still."
"What?" Olivia said through a yawn.
"That asshole doctor left the party realizing that you want for nothing and that if he was gonna stand a chance, it wasn't by forcing you into it, he was gonna have to give you something I can't, so he's giving you surgeries."
When Fitz said it, it made sense and she wanted to kick herself for not realizing that. She knew he was up to something, she just wasn't sure what angle he was coming from.
Fitz walked into their bedroom and laid her on the bed.
"It's clever..not as clever as he thinks. I could give you surgeries."
Olivia chuckled lazily, "how?"
"Run people over, shoot at homeless people, start a fight in a bar. Those are the easy ones, I could get more creative."
She chuckled, "you're bad."
Fitz shrugged as he pulled off her sweater. "And as a happy coincidence, you're too tired to fuck me when you get home. I might just have to kill him."
"I'm fine," she tugged at his pants but he stopped her.
"You're tired, go to bed. My dick will still be hard when we wake up in a few hours."
"No, I'm totally-"
"Go to bed," Fitz said again and then pulled the sheet over her legs and kissed her lips.
"Wake me in 2 hours, baby."
Fitz nodded and watched as she fell asleep immediately.
Hours passed and Olivia barely turned. She fell asleep before 1pm and when Fitz took care of all his business, ordered take-out, took a shower, and crawled into bed closer to 11pm, Olivia was still asleep. She asked him to wake her at 3pm but he didn't. After 30 hours awake, he didn't think she'd be able to function in the way he needed her after 2 hours of sleep. He wanted her rested and alert and until he felt she would be, he planned to let her sleep. It was easier said than done. He fell asleep with an erection and woke up an hour later with the same erection suffocating in his underpants.
He sighed and turned on the floating lamp by his side of the bed. It was excruciating and he noticed his boner was leaking so he pulled it from his underpants. It was pointing in the air, thick and engorged at almost a right angle.
He looked over to Olivia, who was still deep in sleep, drooling on the pillowcase. He turned to the nightstand and checked the time.
It was time for her to wake up. When he turned back to her, her eyes were open but she was staring blankly as if she was sleeping with her eyes open.
"Livie?"
She smiled and then suddenly, she reached over and grabbed him in her hand.
"Oh good, you're ready- great because I'm fucking ready."
He reached behind her and pulled her leggings and panties down in one swoop but he barely got to her knees before she was pumping up and down his shaft. Olivia pushed his hands away and got on her knees between his legs. She pulled his underpants further down and pressed both hands on his shaft and twisted softly.
"Mm…" she moaned as she drooled spit on the tip of his penis to lubricate him. Fitz's mouth fell open. That was very new for Olivia and he loved it. He leaned up so he could have a better view as she twisted around his shaft and then took him deep in her mouth on the first try. Fitz bit his lips and grinned. Olivia pulled back and took him in, again and again, bobbing her head up and down as she twisted her hands in opposite directions around his shaft. Fitz wrapped his fingers around her ponytail and drew in a breath.
She tried to take him even deeper but couldn't and gagged. She pulled up and took a breath then continued sucking hard on him as she moved up and down his shaft.
She felt him begin to stiffen under her. Knowing Fitz was close would make her smile if her mouth wasn't stuffed with him. She released him from her mouth and moved lower to his balls and licked the partition between them and then sucked each one until they were both wet with her spit. She moved back up to his penis and he seemed closer now than he was before. She carefully pulled just under his tip and sucked and immediately he exploded into her mouth. Fitz pulled back just a bit to watch his cum shot against her pink tongue.
When he finished, Olivia leaned up and drooled some of his cum on the tips of her fingers and reached down between her legs, and slipped her fingers inside her vagina. She was greeted with wetness as she began to finger herself. She swallowed the rest of his cum.
Fitz let out a breath and looked down at Olivia. He lifted her and spun her around her so her ass was open in front of him and he could watch as her dainty fingers thrust in and out of her wet hole, slow and with purpose.
She slowly brought herself to the edge of orgasm and when Fitz saw that she was close, he slipped his fingers in with hers. He heard a deep, loud gasp and as she attempted to pull out her finger he stopped her.
"No. Both." He leaned up and pushed his fingers deeper and wiggled them. Olivia screamed his name into the sheets. "Come on," Fitz said, teasing, "I like watching you finger fuck yourself. Give me something to look at." He slapped her ass with his free hand.
Olivia thrust her fingers and Fitz matched her pace as he wiggled his fingers up and down her walls. He watched Olivia stuff her fingers from her free hand in her mouth and began to suck them. He thrust faster, outpacing her, and quickly she came with both their fingers stretching her.
Fitz pulled his fingers out slowly and Olivia followed then fell down on the bed. Fitz turned her over on her back and watched as she licked her lips and smiled then sucked off the juices from her wet fingers. "We taste good," she teased.
Fitz raised his brows as he watched her. Utterly taking in every bit of her. Her learning curve was astronomical. Months ago she'd never orgasmed yet alone touched herself, now she could cum, trembling, with both of their fingers inside her as she sucked his cum and hers from her wet hands.
Olivia watched him stare down at her for a moment before she leaned up to him. He was kneeling on the bed as she kissed and licked slowly up his torso. Her touch caught his attention and pulled him from his thoughts.
She continued kissing and sucking until she reached his clavicle and nipped it with her teeth. "Mmmm...fuck," he moaned.
Fitz grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against him as he leaned back against the pillows then he reached down and slapped her ass and ground her against him. She licked up and down his neck in light feathery strokes until she heard him suck in a breath and felt him smack her ass again.
"Put your finger in my ass," Olivia whispered as she bit his ear. Fitz popped his middle finger in her mouth and then slipped it in her ass.
"Holy shit," she moaned as she began to ride his finger. He moved his finger in and out, up and down and in a minute Olivia came in rapture and against him. Fitz pulled his finger out and switched their positions so she was under him. He pulled off her leggings and underwear that were dangling around her knees and then he took off her shirt as well. He then turned her on all fours and widened his stance behind her. He was hard again as he immersed himself inside of her, pumping quick, punctuated thrusts into her. He pulled her arms behind her and held them together with one hand while the other hand was gripping her hair.
"Mmmm baby...fuck me," Olivia bawled into the sheet. Fitz pushed her down lower, so she was almost flat on her belly. Her arm fell out of his grip and he intertwined them and continued. Olivia drew in a deep breath, gagging on air. It was her favorite position and Fitz knew it. He bit his lips and closed his eyes and thrust harder as Olivia moaned uncontrollably under him. Her legs began to tremble. "My nipples-" she bawled out. He reached under her and pinched her nipples between his fingers.
"H-h-harder," she mumbled now, barely able to get the words out of her mouth.
Fitz decided to give her more than she asked for and fucked harder as he pressed more pressure into the circles he rubbed around her nipples. It sent her into a fit.
In seconds, they came together and fell flat on the bed and rode out their orgasms. When Fitz pulled out and laid beside her, she was dazed, seemingly half asleep with her ass half-cocked in the air.
In the morning when Fitz woke Olivia was staring at him with a wide smile on her face
"What?" he asked.
"I had the best dream last night," she said. "I woke up horny because of it."
"When did you have time to dream?" Fitz mumbled sleepily.
Olivia smiled, "it was a sex dream."
"A sex dream after we had sex?"
"We had sex-wait...that was real?" she screamed.
Fitz sat up a little bothered by the fact that she was unclear about their night, "you thought you were dreaming?"
"Oh my god- that's why I feel so raw. Oh my god, I actually spat your cum out on my fingers and fingered myself with it. Oh my god!"
Fitz grinned. "So is that what you dream about?"
Olivia covered her face, "oh my god, I was wondering why it felt so real...and I woke up naked and I'm wet, I thought that was from my dream too."
"That's a little scary," Fitz said. "So the entire time you were unconscious of what you were doing?"
"I remembered so I was conscious it just felt like a dream. This is what 30 plus hours of no sleep does."
Fitz nodded, "That's insane, you were talking and everything. Do you feel alright now?"
Olivia nodded, "nipples aside I feel great." She smiled, "I'm like 25% mortified honestly and I know it's stupid but I am."
Fitz grabbed her and pulled her on top of him and pulled her nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard and let it go with a pop then took the other. Olivia curled over on him and wrapped her fingers in his hair.
"Don't be embarrassed. The most disgusting thing you can think of I guarantee I've done worse."
Olivia chuckled and rolled her eyes. "You are disgusting aren't you?"
"I'm a fucking sicko. Merry Christmas eve by the way," Fitz said, teasing her as he let her nipples fall in and out his mouth. He lifted her from the bed as he stood. "Merry Christmas eve to you too," Olivia said with a smile.
They showered together and when Olivia finished she left the bathroom and searched for her phone on the bed.
"It's not there," Fitz said. "Probably downstairs."
"What time is it?"
Fitz grabbed his phone from the nightstand. "It's almost 2pm."
"What?" Olivia said. "The dinner is at 3. I bet my mom's been calling me. Is Simone even here?"
She jogged to her closet and slipped on a robe then headed downstairs to find her phone and check if Simone had begun to cook dinner. The second she hit the stairs she smelled the faintest aroma of delicious food and calmed down. She saw her bag by the door and walked to it to grab her phone. She saw Maya had called her 5 times and immediately dialed her back. Seconds later, Maya answered.
"Livie?"
"Hey mama, I'm so sorry I missed your calls. I did a 30 with no sleep and I was dead to the world for like almost a day."
"Maybe it's the baby, that's got you sleeping so long."
"I'm positive that's what it is. Are you on your way over?"
"No, I didn't want to leave until I heard from you."
"I'm getting ready now so you can head over."
"Alright, I love you honey, bye."
"Love you too mom, bye."
Olivia hung up and walked to the kitchen. As she passed the dining room she could see the table set with beautiful porcelain plates. In the kitchen, Simone still wasn't finished cooking.
"Hey Simone, I'm so sorry I didn't answer your call. I was knocked out?"
Simone smiled, "no worries, I just wanted to know what filling to add to one of the pastries but I decided to do both."
"Oh, great, I'll eat it all," Olivia said, "Is everything okay though, otherwise?"
"Yeah, almost done. I'm gonna plate it and garnish it in maybe 45. I'm trying to keep it warm until then."
"Okay, perfect," Olivia said, "I'm gonna get dressed. I'll see you in a few."
Simone nodded and continued as Olivia headed back up to her bedroom. As she walked she saw that Catherine texted her that she was on her way over. She responded and continued to her bedroom. Fitz was lounging on the couch, watching tv.
"Did you see what's for dinner?"
"Didn't I tell you?" Olivia said, "she's making roast duck and three-cheese au gratin potatoes. I think there's a seafood option too..maybe scallops? Yeah, I think scallops and some other stuff. It'll be delicious, don't worry. I didn't confirm if Ariana was coming? I texted her but she said she was gonna let me know and never did." Olivia walked to him and sat beside him on the couch.
"She's not coming. I talked to her. She claims she's busy with her store."
"When will that open?"
"Never," Fitz said.
"What do you mean?" Olivia asked.
"I know my sister. I hate to say it but she's gonna blow the money and I'm gonna have to cut her off."
"So you gave her all that money even though you knew she was gonna blow it?"
He nodded, "she needs to try and fail and realize that she needs to try harder. I've been making money as long as she's been an adult. She's never held a job, she flunked out of college, she has no discipline or drive or anything. I think the little money she makes comes from that fucking influencer thing she does."
"She does have a pretty big social media page. Maybe that's her thing."
Fitz shrugged. "She'll figure it out. I really thought she was serious too but it's been a month and she's been in fucking Ibiza half the time."
"So if she fails at it you're really gonna cut her off, completely."
"Not a penny."
Olivia shook her head, "you're just saying that. You love Arianna and you're the reason she's so spoiled. You'll never do it."
"Watch me," Fitz said. "And I'm not denying I have a soft spot for her. I love her to death and I've mostly given her everything she wants, of course I do, but I'm still gonna do it."
She chuckled, "oh please, you spoil her, just like you've been spoiling me and you can't help it."
Fitz wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down against the couch. "I spoil you because you're my woman," he said as he kissed her lips.
His phone rang in his pocket and he eased up and answered it. It was his mother, telling him she was a few minutes away.
"How many times a day does my mother text you?"
Olivia chuckled, "once a day, at least."
"Oh god, she's never gonna leave you alone."
"Shut up, she's really sweet," Olivia defended as she sat up. "Anyways, I have to go get dressed. You should too."
"Mhmm," Fitz said, then he turned back to the tv.
Olivia dressed quickly in her closet and put on light make up by her vanity then as she walked to the bathroom to fix her hair, Fitz got dressed as well. When she finished, she walked out of the bathroom just in time to hear her phone ring from her closet. She jogged over and answered. Maya was downstairs. She walked from the closet and saw Fitz hung up his cell. "My parents are here."
"Okay," Olivia said excitedly, "let the parents meet."
They headed downstairs and as they both reached the first floor, the front door opened and Alexander let both Gerry and Catherine in.
"Hello darlings," Catherine said brightly to both Fitz and Olivia.
"Hi," Olivia said as she reached Catherine to give her a hug, then she did the same to Gerry who returned a hearty hug as well. Catherine moved to Fitz and kissed his cheek and hugged him then Gerry hugged him as well.
Gerry was carrying a large gift bag and he rested it on the floor and then walked to Catherine and helped her take her jacket off then he did the same to himself and hung them in the coat closet.
The door opened again and this time it was Maya. Olivia walked over quickly and kissed her cheek then hugged her tightly. "Hey mom," she said softly. "You look really nice."
"Hey honey," Maya said. "Thank you."
Fitz walked over to Maya and hugged her lightly. "Hi Maya, you look really nice," he said.
"Hello," Maya managed to mumble out.
Fitz smiled and pointed to Catherine and Gerry.
"These are my parents, Catherine and Gerry."
Catherine walked over to Maya quickly and initiated a hug, "oh, it's so lovely to finally meet you. I was so sorry to hear that you were in the hospital a while ago. I hope you're feeling much better."
Maya smiled and nodded, "I'm feeling much better."
Gerry walked over and hugged her as well, "it's so nice to finally meet the woman responsible for such an amazing girl, I mean woman."
"Yes, Gerry and I talk about it all the time. We're just so happy Fitz has found someone so amazing and I'm even more excited that we get to join our families together."
Maya nodded, smiling but she didn't say anything.
"Uhh...can I take your jacket?" Gerry asked Maya.
Maya nodded and unzipped her jacket and handed it to Gerry. He hung it in the closet and then returned to the group.
"Okay, I think Simone plated all the food so we should go eat," Olivia said.
"Yes," Gerry said, "Catherine only allowed me to eat one breakfast."
"He's famous for his double breakfasts, my husband," Catherine joked.
Olivia chuckled and along with Fitz led the group to the dining room. Gerry grabbed the gift bag and brought it with Olivia. "This is for you and your mother, whenever you want to."
"Thanks so much!" Olivia said as she took the bag and placed it across the room.
"This place is beautiful," Catherine said, "very tasteful."
"Thank you," Olivia said.
When they arrived, the dinner table was set and Simone was standing by the table.
"Merry Christmas," she said with a smile. "The afternoon I have for you garlic and rosemary roast duck, pan-seared scallops, Gruyere, parmesan, and mozzarella cheese au gratin. I also have steamed brussels sprouts and a crunchy kale and red cabbage salad. For dessert, I made a Buche de Noel, nutella and strawberry filled puff pastries and some homemade Irish-cream ice cream with gingerbread streusel on top. Enjoy."
They thanked Simone and then she stepped off. Fitz sat at the head of the table. Olivia and Maya sat on one side of him and Gerry and Catherine on the next.
They took turns sharing their food and began to converse.
"So what was Olivia like as a child?" Catherine asked Maya.
"Very chatty," Maya said, "and very friendly. She was so good at everything she did and very well behaved."
"Well, I believe it because she is an absolute dream right now," Catherine said.
Maya nodded with a polite smile but said nothing else. The conversation felt very one-sided and it became awkward fast.
"Mom, you know Catherine owns a bakery in Santa Barbara. She has the best cookies and cakes you've ever tasted."
"I thought it would be gauche to bring my own food to dinner so I left the cookies I brought you at the hotel. We can drop them off later."
"The brown butter- chocolate chip ones, right?"
Catherine nodded with a smile.
They continued to make small talk, while Fitz and Gerry ate hungrily. They finished the main courses and Simone brought out dessert. Olivia didn't have the ice cream because it was alcoholic, neither did Maya.
The conversation had mostly died down so Olivia looked to Fitz and gestured to him that she was ready to tell them the news. He nodded.
"So, we have some news," Olivia said. "You guys know we went for a doctor's appointment a couple of days ago and we actually found out the sex of the baby. We wanted to surprise you."
Maya's mouth fell open. Catherine did as well then curved into a smile.
Olivia turned to Fitz. "you tell them."
"We're having a daughter," Fitz said with a smile.
Catherine jumped up and ran around the table to hug them. "This is the perfect Christmas gift. I can't wait to start shopping, I'll have to send everything here of course."
"Mom, take a breath," Fitz said.
Olivia looked to Maya who seemed shocked but not for the obvious reason.
Gerry smiled, "a granddaughter. Your mother was dying for a girl. I'll never hear the end of it until she comes."
Olivia chuckled.
"So, they finally decided to make us grandparents, huh?" Catherine said to Maya with a smile as she walked back to her seat. "I really can't contain my excitement so please forgive me."
Maya nodded, "Well, I am too. I'd be more excited if she had been able to finish her residency. It'll be so hard on her raising a baby."
Catherine grunted slightly, "well, she'll have plenty of help. My son will be just as much of a parent as Olivia and as you know Gerry and I will be moving over to Boston to keep the baby once Olivia is off of her maternity leave. This baby will have not only an attentive mom and dad but both her grandmothers and her grandfather pining over her."
"You're moving to Boston to take care of my granddaughter?"
Catherine smiled although now it wasn't her usual warm, inviting smile. It turned icy.
"Our granddaughter. And yes. Gerry and I are retired and really only work for pleasure so we are more than happy to spend at least her first year taking care of her during the days and nights that Fitz and Olivia are busy. I just don't think she should have to stay with a nanny when she could have her family take care of her. The first year is so important."
Maya looked to Olivia.
"It's the first I'm hearing of this," she said. Her voice was stern and angry.
"Well, we talked about it a few weeks ago," Olivia said, "I didn't get around to telling you because I was waiting to get out of my first trimester before we really made any concrete plans and now that I'm only a couple week from my 2nd trimester, I think it's maybe that time."
"Maybe it's not that time Olivia because I'm not okay with this and I'm also not okay with not even being told that you basically plan to give your daughter away to these people who you've met what-twice, maybe three times?"
"Excuse me- you're way out of line," Catherine interjected before Olivia could respond. "I really don't mean of our meeting to turn hostile but I don't like being referred to as a stranger. I will be just as much of her grandmother as you will be."
"Mom, just leave it alone," Fitz said. "We've already told you were taking care of her when she gets here and that's not gonna change."
Olivia turned back to Maya, "mom, you work and you can't quit your job and take care of her because then you won't have any money and you won't let Fitz take care of you so why are you upset about this? This is a good thing."
"I won't let him take care of me because he a criminal!" Maya blurted out.
"Excuse me," Gerry hissed.
Olivia watched Fitz's fingers clench around his drink as he took a sip.
She stood quickly and walked to Maya and leaned close to her. "Don't do this mom, come on, let's go," she whispered, trying to get her out of her chair gently.
"No," Maya said, "they're looking at me like I'm insane but if I'm insane it's because your son kidnapped my daughter on her way home from work at 12 in the morning and brought her back weeks later pregnant. If I'm crazy and if I can't stand sitting here and pretending everything is okay that's why."
"You really are insane," Catherine growled then she stood, "this dinner has been unbelievable."
"You don't believe me, go on the news-"
"Mom, let's go-" Olivia screamed.
"-The entire city was searching for her while your son had her with the rest of his drug lord criminals."
Catherine looked to Fitz and then Olivia. Gerry sat down, mute.
Fitz turned to Maya, "now that you got it off your chest, get the fuck out of my house."
"With pleasure." Maya backed out of her chair and walked out, proudly. Olivia followed her. Her head and heart were pounding. She was nervous Maya would be cold to Catherine and Gerry but she never imagined Maya would say what she did. She still couldn't believe it. Maya grabbed her jacket and headed through the door. Olivia followed until she was outside. The more seconds passed, the more her lips and hands trembled. A few steps down the hallway she found herself shaking and she stopped and sat down on the floor with her back pressed against the wall as she took deep quick breaths. Alexander was no longer standing by the door.
Maya stopped when she realized Olivia was no longer following her. She turned and walked back just in time to see Olivia drop her head in her hands and sob quietly.
Maya slowly kneeled beside her. "I know you don't understand this right now but in time you'll see that it's best for you to be away from him and everything he comes with."
The sound of Fitz and Gerry yelling began to emanate from her apartment. Catherine's voice could be heard in between them.
"I can't believe you just did that," Oliva said.
"I'm sorry but this really is for the best," Maya said, then attempted to kiss Olivia's hair but Olivia moved away.
"Don't touch me."
Maya nodded and walked away.
The yelling and screaming continued and after what seemed like forever until the door opened and Catherine and Gerry walked out. When Catherine saw her on the ground she stopped and stooped beside her. "I'm so sorry," she said then she hurried away with Gerry, not waiting for a response.
Olivia stayed seated on the ground for another few minutes before she summoned the strength to get up from the floor and go inside. Fitz wasn't in the dining room when she got there, but Simone was there, cleaning up the remnants of dinner. Olivia realized she must've heard everything but that was something she couldn't worry about.
She headed upstairs to their bedroom. Fitz was sitting on the couch. The tv was on but he wasn't paying attention. She walked to him and stooped beside him by the couch.
"I'm so sorry about what happened?"
"What are you sorry for, you didn't do anything," he said, still staring at nothing in particular. His voice was hard and apparent he didn't want to talk.
"I didn't know she-"
"I'm not in the mood to talk right now," he said sharply and then grabbed the remote and began flipping through the channels.
It was understandable, Olivia thought as she got up. A part of his life was turned upside down. A part of hers too.
She walked to the bathroom and took a long shower then soon after she was in bed just before 6pm. The entire time, Fitz never said a word to her.
When she woke in the morning, after laying in bed for hours waiting to fall asleep Fitz was gone. She showered and dressed and when it was almost 5:30 and he still was nowhere to be seen she decided to text him. She went in the kitchen to eat something quick and then called him and there was no answer. She walked back to her closet and took his gift from hiding space and rested it on his side of the bed, by his pillow.
She drove herself to work. It was the first time she'd done that when Fitz was in Boston. He never answered and after a usual drive, she parked in the lot and finally texted him 'Merry Christmas' then headed into work.
Halfway through the day, she saw Justin and Abby run over to her. "Did you see it?" Abby asked.
"See what?" Olivia asked.
"There's a sick ass car in the lot. Some guy standing beside it said it's yours?"
"What?" Olivia asked again. Dr. Roberts wasn't in the hospital for the day but there were some minor procedures he scheduled for her. She was tired already and it was just afternoon.
"Come look," Justin said.
Olivia followed them outside and when she got to the other end of the lot she saw a silver Bentley with a giant red bow on top. Alexander was standing beside it.
"This car is fucking sick! Oh my god," Justin screamed.
Olivia walked up to Alexander, "Is this mine?"
He nodded and opened the door. "Where is he?" she asked, softly so Abby and Justin couldn't hear.
"He's home," Alexander said.
When she turned to look inside the car she saw a small group of nurses and CNAs at the entrance of the hospital, looking.
When she sat inside the car's luxe red leather and black interior there was an envelope pinned to the dashboard. Her name was written on it in Fitz's handwriting. When she opened it and pulled out the paper inside, she screamed and dropped it.
Abby and Justin ran over and poked their head into the car.
"What? What happened?" Abby said.
Olivia turned the check to Abby and her mouth fell open. "HOLY SHIT!" Abby turned to Justin, "he gave her a million dollars." She said, "literally a million dollars."
Justin shoved Abby away playfully and popped his head into the car. "Lemme see, lemme see." Olivia turned it to him and showed him. "What the fuck!" he cursed. He walked back to Abby in front of the car.
Olivia slipped the check back in the envelope and pulled out her cell and called Fitz. He answered this time.
"Hey," she said, unsure of where to start. She tried to sound excited but with everything that happened, it was hard to fake cheerfulness, even if she was just made a millionaire.
"I..um ...I saw your gift...well I have it. It's really amazing and just way too generous."
"You're welcome. I have to go," he said then he hung up.
Just like that, she was deflated again. He was definitely upset with her, even if he was saying it wasn't' her fault. It didn't feel like a regular fight because during their fights he was never the one upset, it was usually Olivia.
She opened the door and stepped out of the car with her envelope. Alexander showed her the key fob for the car. "I'll drive it home for you."
"Thanks," Olivia said, then she walked back to Abby and Justin.
"I'd be alot happier if my boyfriend just gave me a million dollars and a Bentley," Abby said.
"I am happy," Olivia said with a fake smile. She headed back to the hospital where an audience was still waiting. When she got to the door, one of the nurses asked. "Is that car yours?" Olivia nodded and passed through them and headed down the hallway.
The next morning at 6am, her day ended. Strangely since the entire ordeal, Maya hadn't called once which was unusual, not that Olivia had any intention of speaking to her.
When she got home Fitz was on the phone out on the balcony. She took off her coat and dropped her bag as she waited for him by the sofa. It took him a few minutes before he stepped inside in his robe. It was very cold out but there was no snow.
"Hey," Olivia said when he stepped in.
"I'm leaving tomorrow night," Fitz said.
"Leaving? Why? I thought you were gonna stay until after your birthday?"
"I have stuff to take care of."
Olivia frowned, "that's very specific."
"Well, that's as specific as I'm gonna be," he said.
"Look, I know you're mad at me-"
"I'm not mad at you Olivia, I just need some space, Fuck!" he barked.
"Fine, Fitz, fine, I'll give you all the space you want." She huffed and stood and stormed back to the door. She grabbed her jacket and bag and threw on her boots headed back out the door, slamming it behind her.
She didn't know where to go as she walked down the hall and since Fitz didn't come out to apologize it was obvious he wasn't sorry. It was after 7am. She decided to drive back to work and pick up an extra shift.
Halfway through the morning, he texted her that he was sorry but she ignored it. Her day continued and she tried to keep herself too busy to think about everything that had happened since the dinner.
Later in the night, once her day had slowed, she went to her on-call room. She took a quick shower in the small bathroom adjoined to her room and then changed into clean scrubs and went to bed.
Hours later, her pager went off and she jumped out of her sleep only to feel a hand over her mouth. She stiffened.
"Shhhhhh," the voice said.
It was a strange, rough voice but in the dark, she couldn't see who it was. Whoever it was moved closer to her face until she felt their lips by her ear. "It's been a long time, Olivia."
She recognized that Spanish accent and could feel hot breath against her ear. It was Marco. She felt something cold pressed against her temple. "I'm going to turn the lights on and if you make one sound, it will not go good for you."
Olivia closed her eyes and nodded. Her pager buzzed again. She felt him move from her and then she heard his steps across the floor then the lights flashed on it and it was the same tattooed, hard face she saw in the club so many months ago. He was dressed like a janitor.
He smiled and she noticed there were diamond grills on his teeth. He had a pistol with a silencer in hand. He walked across the room and sat by the chair close to her single bed. Her pager buzzed again.
"Turn it off," he said.
Olivia turned her pager off and sat up. She could feel the tears coming down. She couldn't fathom how Marco could be standing in her on-call room in the middle of the night. How he could get past Alexander or some other guard who she assumed was in the parking lot and hospital security and Fitz.
He watched her for a moment, silent then he stood from the chair.
"Come," he said, then he opened the door. Olivia didn't move, immediately but when he raised his hand with his gun, she got up and followed him. "Take your phone," he said. She stopped and grabbed her phone from the bed and stopped by him at the door. "Don't worry," he whispered, "no one will see us. I've learned a few tricks from your boyfriend's friend. Not even he will know I'm here."
He grabbed her hand and walked her to the exit door a few feet away from her on-call room. He drug her up the many flights of stairs until he reached the top floor then he opened the exit door that led to the roof.
Once outside, the cold air and strong wind stung against her skin like wasp bites.
"No-" she said as he pulled her further out on the roof.
"Don't fight me," Marco said, teasing.
He walked her to the edge of the roof and sat her at the edge.
"It's cold," Olivia said, shivering.
"It is," Marco said.
"I haven't done anything to y-you. W-why don't you leave me alone."
"You've caused a lot of problems," Marco said. "Whether you know it or not." He reached to her and snatched the phone from her fingers.
"Please-"
"-Open your phone," Marco said, cutting her off. He turned it towards her.
"What do you want?"
He grabbed her by the throat and shoved the front end of his pistol in her mouth.
"Open it and disable the code."
Olivia reached to her screen and entered her passcode then disabled it. He pulled the gun from her mouth and scrolled through the phone for a few moments then stopped. "I'm going to call his sister and you are going to get her to go outside to her balcony. That is all you will say and if you fuck it up, I'll throw you off the roof."
He pressed a button and put the phone on speaker. Olivia could see Arianna's name on her screen and she also saw that it was almost 10:30pm.
"I'm not- No, I'm not- no, I'm not doing that," she said, bawling.
The phone rang for a few more seconds and then Arianna answered. "Olivia? hey-I'm so sorry I forgot to call you for Christmas, I was so drunk. I'm sorry." There was a pause and Marco brought the gun closer to her head. "Olivia?" Arianna asked. She waited then asked again, "Olivia? Ughh this stupid phone." She said before hanging up. When the call ended Marco grabbed her by the collar and tossed her over the roof. She was over the roof and the only thing stopping her from falling 20 floors to her death was Marco's grip on her collar.
She screamed only to feel him pull her slightly closer to his face.
"Do not play with me," he barked. "You will do what I say or the next time I throw you over here I'll watch you fall."
He pulled her back over and sat her on the floor. Olivia finally drew in a breath. She was shaking from the cold and absolute terror. Her cell phone rang in Marco's palm. He answered it right away and placed it on speaker, close to Olivia's mouth. The minute she opened her mouth to speak, sobs came out.
"Olivia, what's going on, are you okay?" Arianna asked.
"I'm-ummm...can you talk?" she asked, barely able to enunciate her words.
"Yeah- sure," she said. "I'm a little worried, did you and Fitz get into it after the dinner or something. I know that was kind of rough."
Marco looked down at Olivia, deadly serious.
"We've...um...been fighting. I-uh..I can't really hear you. Is there somewhere you could go?"
"Um...my terrace but it's a little cold, let me grab my jacket. One sec," Arianna said.
Moments later, Olivia heard a door open then close. "Okay, can you hear me better now?"
Before Olivia could respond there was a loud choking gasp from Arianna and the phone fell.
"H-helpppp…" she heard Arianna cry weakly, in between coughs. "Helpp-" Marco ended the call and kneeled closer to Olivia, smiling. She was stiff and her mind was blank. What just happened?
"Thank you, I think this is enough to really piss him off, don't you?" Marco said then he locked her phone and shoved it in his pocket. Olivia looked up at him, at the realization that he would keep it.
"Oh, did you think I would give it back? So you can call him and tell him his little sister is bleeding out on her terrace? Oh no, no, no, she'll stay right there and you'll stay right here." He stood and stuck his gun behind his waist. "It was nice meeting you again, beauty," Marco said, then he walked to the exit door that led back to the staircase, stepped in, and locked it, leaving Olivia shivering on the roof on a 30-degree night.