Love and Art

by Starfish81

Fitz is a big time art Rep & owner of Grant Art inc. He's the big shot that everyone wants to know. Olivia is a young and hopeful artist hoping to branch out her art beyond her friends shop. What happens when Olivia meets with Fitz for a job at his company? How will Fitz deal with his obligation to his company, while dealing with new and growing Feelings for the newest staff member

17. Chapter Seventeen: What Could have Been

Chapter Seventeen: What Could Have Been (Part one)

Fitz sat patiently waiting on his couch, reading over a few emails on his IPad. He and Olivia were going to Alex's show at the amateur music fest. At first, this was the last thing Fitz felt like doing on a Saturday afternoon. The crowds, the loud music, a bunch of kids, the whole thing just didn't sit well with Fitz, especially the crowds. He hated being in large crowds, it bothered him immensely. But this was important to Alex, so there for it was important to Olivia so now it was important to Fitz. And after a while of thinking about it, he thought it couldn't be that bad. Live music and a funnel cake weren't a bad combination after all.

So Fitz got up early that Saturday morning, did a little workout, ate some breakfast, showered and got dressed. All while Olivia still soundly slept back in his bed. Olivia wasn't a morning person, but she normally didn't sleep this late. Fitz let her sleep in, until about an hour ago. He'd woken her up, much to her dislike. He eventually coaxed her out of bed with a plate of bacon. After she ate, she showered and since then has been getting ready. Fitz didn't understand why it took some women so long to get ready, but he learned not to rush a woman. It took his dad a long time to figure that one out from his mother.

"Fitz why didn't you tell me the time?" Olivia asked, rushing down the steps as she clipped her earring I her ears. "We're going to be late."

"Olivia I told you to get up a long time ago. But you threw a pillow at me and told me to leave you the freak alone." Fitz said with a smirk on his face.

"I didn't say that."

"You most certainly did." Fitz put his IPad down on the seat next to him. "Then I gave you a plate of bacon and you were just fine. And anyway relax, we've got time. I'm never late." Fitz winked at her. "By the way you look beautiful." Fitz complimented her. Although he didn't particularly like how her tight jeans just made her plump ass pop out even more. He knew what a great ass she had, he didn't want others seeing it as well.

Olivia smiled, looking down at her outfit. She was wearing a simple pair of tight white jeans, with one of the shirts Alex had made for the band. It was lime green with the band logo on the front and #Free Spirits on the back. Olivia thought she looked like plain Jane in just jeans, at-shirt and converse's but to Fitz she could've been wearing a couture gown. She had to admit though he did look rather handsome in his dark jeans and dark pink polo shirt. She never really seen him dressed down before, and she found it looked just as good as Fitz in a suit.

"Why thank you. You don't look half bad yourself." Olivia smiled up at him as she stood in front of her. Without her heels, Fitz easily towered over her. Fitz reached over and tugged at one of Olivia's springy curls. She'd washed her hair the previous day, and hadn't bothered to straighten it.

"I didn't straighten it yesterday and I didn't feel like doing it today either."

"I like your hair curly. It does something to me." Fitz growled in her ear.

"Well calm yourself mister, because we're going to be late." Olivia gave him a light shove off her, and went to find Pongo so they could leave. Since the even was outside Olivia wanted to bring Pongo. After a two minute search, they found her lounging on Fitz's bed asleep. That mattress was really comfortable, anyone could catch a nap on his bed.

They finally left the house only about fifteen minutes behind schedule, but with the New York traffic, there was no telling when they'd actually show up. Fitz and Olivia were in the back of the car, with Pongo up front with Tom driving. It was a rather quiet drive, with exception of the soft music playing from the radio. When they got to the venue, however, it was drastically different. There was already a band on the stage, and they seemed to be a rock band of some sort. Guitars blasting through the speakers, heads bopping, loud screaming and the crowd jumping to the beat. Olivia didn't know what to expect before she got here, but this wasn't it. The crowd was twice the size she thought it would be, and she knew from the look on Fitz's face that he was already anyone with the amount of people here. The man really didn't like crowds.

After they'd gotten their things out of the trunk, they walked around to find a good spot to wait for Alex's turn on the stage. They were walking for only a few minutes when Olivia hear Quinn calling her name. She was sitting on top a small hill off to the side and a little ways from the crowd that had gathered in the center. They had to walk around several people on blankets and lawn chairs before they finally made it to Quinn. He was sitting with two other people, a man who Olivia knew as Alex's friend Peter and a girl whom Olivia hadn't met before.

"Hi you made it!" Quinn said, as Olivia bent down to give her a hug.

"Yeah we're a little late. We didn't miss her though right."

"No, no you're good. She's got a couple of bands ahead of her. Your parents not coming?"

"No. My mom is working a case somewhere I think, and dad has a Saturday tutor session today."

"Oh, bummer."

"Yeah, well I promised to record everything for him to see later." Olivia helped Fitz spread out their blanket beside Quinn's. They had also brought a little picnic lunch basket, which they really didn't have to thanks to all the food trucks and food stands around. But Olivia much rather preferred one of the chicken salad sandwiches she brought along. But she was for sure going to get her a funnel cake and a candy apple before they left.

"Liv you already know Peter, but this is Allison. Alex and I met her a few weeks ago. She's a tattoo artist, crazy hilarious and a mad fun chick. Ally this is Olivia Alex's sister."

"I can see the resemblance, like a lot. Nice to meet you."

"You too. This is my boyfriend Fitz."

"Nice to meet you." Fitz gave her a firm handshake, before grabbing a bottle of water from the cooler beside them.

"And who's this?" Ally asked, talking about Pongo.

"Awesome. I love Dalmatians. It's one of my favorite movies as a kid."

"Thank you. I swear you're the only other person in New York who's heard of that movie. Every time I take her to a dog park and people ask me what's her name, they look at me like I'm crazy."

The five of them sat on the blankets, chatting for a while waiting for Alex's turn on stage. After a while, their small group gradually grew, as other people with chance and Jordan began to show up. Olivia had met them a few times before, but wouldn't really call them friends. More like acquaintances. Olivia like Ally, she seemed like a fun person, and like Quinn had said before she was really funny too. And Olivia also loved how Fitz was getting along with her friends. It would make a lot of future events with the two go a lot more smoothly, if they happen to like each other's company.

Olivia was currently snuggled into Fitz's side, as they laid on the blanket listening to the band on stage. When Olivia notice Patrick walking their way.

Olivia's head raised off Fitz's chest, a scowl already forming on her face. "What is your brother doing here?"

"What?" Fitz asked, he hadn't seen Patrick yet.

"Your brother. Why is he here?"

Fitz looked up to the direction Olivia was looking in. He spotted Patrick and immediately knew he had had a few. He wasn't sloppy drunk yet, but Fitz knew the stupid lopsided grin Patrick wore was a telltale sign that he had had a few. "Fuck." Fitz whispered to himself, thinking no one else heard him. But of course Olivia did, and she gave him a little look. "Sorry. Stay here."

Fitz quickly made his way over to his brother, and intercepted him before he could reach Olivia and Quinn. "Pat, what are you doing here?"

"Fitz!" Patrick yelled happily. Now that they were up close and his mouth was open, Fitz could really smell the alcohol on Patrick's breath. "What wrong? I came to enjoy the music and the fesvit- festiviv-"

"I got it Pat." Fitz gripped Patrick by the sleeve of his jacket and pulled him towards the parked cars. "Did you drive here?"

"Dude I'm almost seeing two of you, how the hell can I drive?"

"Tom will take you home." Fitz was almost dragging Patrick over to the car where Tom was waiting.

"Home? Why… why do I have go home? Its Olivia isn't it? I saw the look she gave me when I came over."

"Well Pat you did fuck around on her sister. I think its well in her rights not to like you, or want you around."

"I just want listen to music man."

"Patrick you're drunk, you can barely form a complete sentence, and I refuse to let you embarrass yourself and the family out here. You're going to get in this car and Tom is going to take you to moms."

"Mom's?!"

"Yes. If I send you home, you'll do nothing but open another bottle. Get in the car."

"No!" Patrick drunkenly shouted. "Why- why do you always tell me what to do? You know I'm not you're scrawny little brother you use to beat up. I'm a full grown man now. And- and I can take you." Patrick put up his hands, and took one swing at Fitz and missed terribly. Fitz just shook his head at his brother, not in any mood to deal with him.

Fitz swiftly smacked Patrick with an open palm twice in the face. He didn't hit him to bruise, but Patrick sure felt the sting. "Get in the fucking car before I put you in the trunk." Fitz pushed Patrick in the car and slammed the door shut. "Tom please take him to my mother's home and no stops. I don't care what he ask for. If he has to vomit, you hang his head out the window."

"Yes sir."

"Un-fucking-believable." Fitz waited until the car pulled always, before he walked back to Olivia and the others.

"What happened?" Olivia asked Fitz the moment he sat down.

"Nothing don't worry about it." Fitz placated her as he sat back down on the blanket.

"What was he doing here?"

"Liv he's gone okay I handled it. Let's just enjoy the rest of the day."

"But-"

Fitz cut her off with a quick kiss on the lips. "Stop it." He followed it with another quick kiss.

Olivia hated when he did that. Placating her feelings, and always cutting her off with kisses or caresses to throw her off, and it always worked. But she didn't have long to dwell on it because Alex's band name was announced and they were up next. Fitz swore Olivia was the loudest one in the crowd. She jumping up and down, screaming, yelling out the names of each of the bands members, just losing her mind right alongside Quinn. And the band hadn't even started yet. Fitz loved how supported Olivia and Alex were of one another. Since he was much taller, Olivia gave him the camcorder to shoot the entire performance for their parents to see later. He had just pointed the camera on the stage when the music started.

White knuckles and sweaty palms
From hanging on too tight
Clench of jaw, I've got another
Headache again tonight

Eyes on fire, eyes on fire
And the burn from all the tears
I've been crying, I've been crying
I've been dying over you

Tie a knot in the rope,
Tryna hold, tyrna hold
But there's nothing to grab
So I let go

I think I've finally had enough
I think I maybe think too much
I think this might be it for us
Blow me one last kiss

You think I'm just too serious
I think you're full of shit
My head is spinning so
Blow me one last kiss

I think that life's too short for this
I'll pack my ignorance and bliss
I think I've had enough of this
Blow me one last kiss

I won't miss all of the fighting
That we always did
Take it in, I mean what I say when
I say there is nothing left

I am sick whiskey dick
No more battles for me
You'll be calling a trick
Cause you'll no longer sleep

I'll dress nice, I'll look good
I'll go dancing alone
I will laugh, I'll get drunk
I'll take somebody home

I think I've finally had enough
I think I maybe think too much
I think this might be it for us
Blow me one last kiss

You will pay for our sins
you'll be sorry my dear
All the lies, all the wise
Will be crystal clear

I think that life's too short for this
I'll pack my ignorance and bliss
I think I've had enough of this

So blow me one last kiss

X

"Free spirits!" Quinn, Olivia, Fitz and the rest of the band members all clinked their glasses together.

After their show, the band came and sat with everyone else and watched the rest of the show. They all told them how great they did, how great they sounded and looked on the stage. Alex was still wired from their performance after their show and during the rest of the performances. And after the show ended, she just wasn't ready to go back home to do nothing. She wanted to go to a club and do some celebrating. Everyone was on-board with the plan except Olivia. She like to dance, but the club scene just wasn't her thing. She really had to be in the mood for it, and today she wasn't in the mood. But she didn't want to tell her sister no, Olivia wanted to be supportive and wanted to help her sister celebrate a good day today.

Olivia thought she would have to do a little convincing for Fitz to come along, but he gladly accepted. Olivia was glad, she knew her sister would drag her out on the dance floor, which was something Olivia didn't do without a little liquid courage. But she also didn't want to hold up a wall by herself like a lonely looser either. Plus she just didn't want to go without him.

So here they were, almost ten o'clock at night. Olivia didn't realize it had gotten that late. And to be honest, it was probably because she was really enjoying herself. She hadn't been drinking as much as her sister, Quinn and Chance, but she'd had enough to get her tipsy. She'd danced with her sister and everyone for a while, and even got Fitz on the dance floor. He was a lot better than Olivia imagine he would be, but he still looked very awkward out there. He's more of a black tie ballroom type of dancer.

But now after all her dancing, she was tired and hot. She was sipping on something cold and fruity in a tall glass and snuggled next to Fitz in a booth in the corner. Fitz was cool and calm, his foot lightly tapping to the beat of the music. His first beer still resting in his hands, only taking a few sips here and there. Fitz originally didn't want to come tonight. Going from a large crowd outside to an even larger crowd in a crowded club didn't seem ideal to him. But he could honestly say he was enjoying himself. He surprisingly had a long chat with Mar, the band's drummer, which was new for Fitz. He didn't really like meeting new people, and small talk with strangers was not one of his attributes. But there was no way he was letting Olivia come out tonight by herself. He still remembered the last time Olivia went out to a club by herself, and the drunken phone call he got. Anything could have happened that night, and he didn't want a repeat of it. Even if her sister and friends were with her, he still felt better knowing he was right next to her.

And next to her he was. The entire night, Fitz made sure to keep an eye on Olivia at all times. If she wasn't with him, he stalked her going to the bar, to the bathroom, dancing with her sister. He wasn't letting his eyes off her all night. Nor was he oblivious to the attention Olivia was receiving from the other party goers. There was one man in a bright yellow polo shirt, paying special attention to Olivia. It wasn't hard to miss him with that shirt on, and Fitz sure noticed him. Every time Olivia walked passed him, his eyes were trained on her ass. The entire time she was on the dance floor, yellow shirt was watching. Fitz didn't react yet, nor would he until yellow shirt crossed a line. Fitz wasn't one to make a scene, but he would if he had to.

"What are you thinking about?" Olivia asked, looking up at Fitz. She was still curled into his side, her head resting on his chest, with her leg slightly over his. She was enjoying the feel of being in his arms. She especially loved how his left arm was thrown over her and his hand resting low on her hip. Every so often he'd give her a slow rub, or his fingers would skim back and forth. "You've got your serious face on. Very focused."

"Just people watching." Fitz answered.

"Anything interesting?"

"Oh there's a lot of interesting things I need to keep my eye on." Fitz spoke, looking down at Olivia. She looked so relaxed and chilled. And also a little bit buzzed. He knew Olivia didn't drink much, mostly because she was a little bit of a lightweight, but also because she just didn't feel the need to. She knew how to have a good time without pilling on the drinks. Now her sister was a different story. Alex could probably out drink Patrick.

"I think I'm getting sleepy." Olivia whispered.

Fitz smiled and laughed a little. "I can see that." He brushed one of her curls away from her face. He loved the natural beauty Olivia had. Fitz thought every woman looked beautiful with or without makeup, but he loved that Olivia wasn't the kind of woman to wear too much makeup. She preferred to wear the minimal, and sometimes none at all. And Olivia had so much natural beauty that she really didn't even need it.

"You should grow a beard." Olivia reached up and tickled Fitz's chin with her index finger.

"No. I've tried before and I didn't like it. I looked like a crazy serial killer."

"I think you would look great."

"Did you not hear the words serial killer?" Olivia laughed. "I'm talking about the kind of killer that never sleeps, just sits in his car stalking people for a month before he kills them." Olivia laughed again, this time a loud snorting laugh. Fitz laughed too, at her silliness. Those drinks she had were really catching up to her. "You my dear are inebriated."

Olivia smiled. "That I am, and I'm getting very tired. I think I've helped Alex celebrate enough, can you take me home."

"Of course. I'll text Tom. He shouldn't be too far away, he likes to stay close by." Fitz took his phone out his pocket and sent a quick text to Tom that they were ready to leave. Tom sent a message right back that he was about ten minutes away. "I have to use the restroom before we leave."

"Okay. I'm gonna go tell Alex we're leaving."

It took Olivia a moment to find Alex, but she finally spotted her on the dance floor with Chance. Those two had been dancing for the majority of the night, Olivia didn't know where they found the energy. Between the drinks and the heat in the club, Olivia was drained. She' planned on having some adult activities with Fitz tonight, but with the way she was feeling as soon as her head hit that pillow, she would be out for the night.

"Lex!" Olivia shouted over the music, pushing her way through the crowd of people on the dance floor. "Lex!"

"Liv you dancing?" Alex asked, still dancing to the music. Olivia wasn't sure what song it was, but the beat was catchy.

"No, Fitz and I are leaving."

"What why?" Alex whined.

"It's late, I'm tired. And it's past my bedtime."

"Liv you're twenty-three not three, you don't have a bedtime." Alex laughed.

Olivia gave her sister a quick hug. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Text me when you get home!" Alex shouted, because Olivia was already walking away. She was feeling way to hot in the club. She needed some air to clear her head and cool down. On her way out the door, she bumped into a man in a bright yellow shirt, nearly knocking her to the floor. She recognized him as the man who had been watching her all night long. She'd watched Fitz's line pf vision and saw he was glaring at the man in a yellow shirt. And after that, everywhere she went, she could feel the guy's eyes on her.

The guy apologized quickly and Olivia smiled before walking past him and out the door. The cool air felt so good against her skin. She felt like she was suffocating in that club. She was leaning against the wall, bent over when she heard someone come up beside her.

"Hey." Even though she'd felt him near before he spoke, he still startled her and she jumped up from the wall. It was the same man in the yellow shirt, the one she bumped into on her way out. "I didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to apologize for nearly knocking you on your ass back there." He chuckled, but Olivia felt weird already. He'd apologized before why'd he feel the need to follow her outside and say it again.

"It's no problem, I wasn't looking where I was going." Olivia started walking back to the club, feeling the need to be around more people. There was a few people milling around at the entrance, but they weren't paying any attention to the two of them.

"I'm Chris."

"Nice to meet you." Olivia said, instead of telling him her name.

"You're not leaving are you? I was watching you in there, I like the way you move. I was hoping to get a chance to dance with you."

"No thanks. My boyfriend and I are about to leave." Olivia said boyfriend with a little more emphasis, hoping the guy would take the hint and go away.

"One dance won't hurt, I'm sure he won't mind."

Olivia looked at him like he was crazy. "Oh he will definitely mind." This time when Olivia tried to side step him, he put his body in front of her blocking the way. Now Olivia was alarmed.

"One dance is all I'm asking for."

"I believe she said no."

Olivia breathed a big sigh of relief, when she heard Fitz's voice. In her head, she'd been asking where he was and now finally here he was. She quickly made her way past the man and over to Fitz who was already scowling at the man.

Fitz had come back from the bathroom, to find still dancing and Olivia nowhere in sight. He'd gone back to their corner booth, and didn't find her. And when he finally decided to check outside, his blood boiled at the sight of the same man in the yellow shirt who had been stalking Olivia all night long. He powered walked his way over to them, and could hear the man asking Olivia for a dance and Olivia repeatedly saying no. He also saw how the man was cutting off Olivia's way, not letting her get past him.

"You must be the boyfriend." Chris said with a smug grin on his face.

"You okay?" Fitz aske Olivia, and she nodded her head. She wished Tom would pull up in the car right now, so they could just leave.

"Let's go." Fitz took Olivia's hand, and walked them towards the end of the street. There was a black town car, and Olivia saw it was Tom. She hadn't noticed he was there already.

"You must keep her on a pretty tight leash huh." Chris yelled out to them as they walked away.

"Fitz please ignore him." Olivia pleaded, she could feel the pressure tightening on her hand Fitz was holding.

"With an ass like that, I'm surprised you let her out the house."

Fitz stopped, let go of Olivia's hand and started advancing towards Chris. "Fitz please." Her pleads may have worked the first time, but not this time. There was only so much Fitz would allow a person. "Fitz just let it go please."

Fitz ignored her, and walked over to the man. He grabbed him by the color of his shirt and slammed him up against the nearest wall.

"Fitz please stop it." Olivia wasn't a confrontational person, she hated being in any tense situation and this was beyond tense. Fitz hadn't hit the man, he was just giving him stare down that gave the same effect as getting punched in the face. "Let him go. Now."

Fitz heard the worry in Olivia's voice, and let the man go. He was walking away, but this guy had some set of balls on him. And he just wouldn't shut up.

"Call me doll face. I'll show you what a real man can do with that ass."

It happened in a spilt second. The moment those words fell from the man's mouth, Fitz was heated. He walked the short distanced to the man who was still talking. Olivia thought he was going to punch the man, or thrown him up against the wall again. Instead, Fitz throat punched the man, effectively cutting off his next words and his oxygen supply. Chris fell to his knees, coughing and hold his throat.

"Fitz!" Olivia gazed down at the man on the ground with unexpected empathy. He was an asshole, no doubt about it, but did he really deserve getting punched in the throat. He was still on his knees, dry heaving with drool coming out his mouth. "Was that necessary?" Olivia asked Fitz, who was standing over the man with an unapologetic look on his face. He was daring the man to get back up.

"Is everything alright Mr. Grant?" Tom asked, jogging over to the two of them.

"Everything's fine." Fitz spoke, before taking Olivia's hand and leading her to the car with Tom following close behind them.

Olivia didn't speak, until they were in the car and Tom had pulled away. "What was that?"

"That was a perfectly executed throat punch." Fitz spoke so calm like he was talking about a golf game. He took his phone out his pocket, and started typing a message to someone and that pissed Olivia off. She snatched the phone from his hand.

"What is wrong with you?" Olivia wasn't yelling, but she certainly wasn't quiet either.

Fitz was taken back a little by her tone and volume. No woman had ever talked to him like this before, maybe except his mother. But not his soft spoken Olivia. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with him?"

"You didn't have to hit him Fitz, you attacked that man."

"Attacked? I was defending you Olivia."

"You didn't have to hit him Fitz, you could've seriously hurt him."

"He's fine. He'll have sore throat for a few days, but he'll live. What do you care anyway?"

"Why do I care? Because I'm human Fitz, and anyone could see how much pain he was in, he couldn't breathe."

"Did you not hear what he said to you? After stalking you all night long, then he goes and harasses you outside and I'm the bad guy for defending my woman."

"You could've put him in the hospital."

"Olivia if I wanted him in the hospital, he'd be on his way."

"Fitz-"

"Did you hear what he said to you?" Fitz asked, but Olivia didn't answer. "Did you?"

"Yes. But that-"

"So you agree that he deserved what he got and maybe more. Don't tell me how to defend my girlfriend, I do whatever I see fit. And that punishment fit the crime." Fitz took his phone back from Olivia. "Tom please turn on the radio."

Olivia knew why he did that, so the music could drown her out. He had gone back to his cellphone, and was obviously done talking to her. Olivia huffed dejectedly back into her set and folded her arms. He wanted to play the silent game, she was the master of the silent game.

X

When Olivia woke the next day, it was barely morning. The sun was just beginning to rise, but it was still slightly dark outside. And even though it was a brand new day, Olivia was still mad about what happened yesterday as she and Fitz left the club. She was angry at that guy for ruining what had started off as a perfect day and Fitz. She was angry at the guy for being an asshole to her and not taking no for an answer. But she was also upset with Fitz. She was upset with how he handled the situation and how he just dismissed her feelings toward the situation.

Why couldn't Fitz just walk away and ignore him like Olivia begged. Why couldn't he be the type of man to handle things without throwing a punch? Olivia knew Fitz wasn't a talkative type, but why couldn't he just walk away, instead of handling everything with his fist.

And then the way he just completely dismissed her opinion in the car had her really upset. It was like he didn't even care. The way he just cut her off and ignored her for the rest of the car ride home. Olivia was half tempted to tell Tom to take her home instead of Fitz's. And she would have if they weren't already half there, and because Pongo was at Fitz's apartment. They had went to Fitz's place to change before going to the club, and left Pongo with Fitz's housekeepers. Olivia was glad Ms. Betty was such a dog lover, otherwise she'd feel bad about always leaving Pongo with her.

When they'd gotten home, Olivia went straight to the room. She grabbed some clothes to sleep in, one of Fitz's shirt and some underwear, and went to take a shower. She locked the bathroom door on her way, which she knew annoyed Fitz. She never locked doors, much to his dislike, but now she purposely chose to. Then she took an unnecessarily long shower, which again she knew would annoy Fitz. After she finally came out the bathroom, Fitz was waiting patiently on the edge of the bed, waiting for Olivia to get out the bathroom. Olivia faltered a little bit on her hard exterior, seeing Fitz in only his jeans and no shirt. He did that on purpose she bet. Just as she purposely wore the least amount of clothes without being naked.

She tried to walk past him, but he put his arm out to stop her and pulled her down sideways on his lap.

"Why are you mad?"

"I'm not mad." Olivia answered.

"You look mad."

"Do I?"

"Are you gonna stop with the attitude so we can have a real conversation?"

"Well I tried to have a conversation in the car, but you didn't seem to want to talk then.

"Olivia-"

"Look I really don't feel like arguing. Right now I just really want to go to sleep."

Fitz sighed and released her from his hold. "Fine."

When she was free, she got up from Fitz lap with a quickness. A few more moments on his lap, and she would have given in. Especially feeling his erection pressing into her thigh. She was already sleeping, when Fitz got out the shower, but now she was wide awake.

The center wasn't open on Sunday's so she didn't have to go in today, so instead Olivia was going to spend the day working on her paintings. She'd also planned to do it at Fitz's place instead of going home, she had enough of her equipment here at Fitz's to work. But she was changing her mind as she lay in bed next to a sleeping Fitz. She no longer wanted to stay here for the day, she wanted to go home.

So without waking Fitz, she got up and got dressed and packed a few of her art supplies. She didn't want to wake Tom up so early in the morning to take her home, so she leashed Pongo and headed downstairs. She knew the doorman would be able to catch her a cab to go home in. Olivia knew she was being petty, sneaking out of Fitz's place at the crack of dawn, but she didn't care.

X

A few hours later, Fitz was finally waking up. He'd had a good night's sleep, except for Olivia's cold bare feet on his legs. Speaking of Olivia, Fitz turned over in the bed and noticed Olivia wasn't beside him. He looked up at the bathroom, and the door was open wide and he could tell she wasn't in there. After putting on a plain white t-shirt, Fitz walked out his room and to the kitchen, he didn't find Olivia, but he did find Ms. Betty.

"Has Olivia come down yet?"

"No sir, not yet. Neither has Pongo."

Hearing she hadn't seen the dog yet either, Fitz got to thinking that maybe Olivia was gone. Pongo was always and up barking to get outside. Fitz called down to the concierge, Preston was his name, Fitz called and asked him had Olivia been down there or left this morning. The concierge told him yes, that Olivia left early that morning and left in a cab. Fitz wanted to be upset, but knew he didn't have a right to. He upset her last night and he knew it. He should've known better than start a fight with her around, she really didn't like confrontation. But he just wasn't a talk it out kind of man. His ay was much more effective to him.

Fitz thanked Preston, then hung up. He didn't have anything on his schedule for this Sunday morning, so he ate some breakfast, got dressed in a pair of jeans and another plain white tee and drove to Olivia's brownstone. He didn't like Olivia being upset with him. And if a woman felt the need to sneak out of your house before you woke up, that typically wasn't a good sign. And since Fitz was a smart man, he knew he had to go make it right, rather than letting bad feelings fester.

X

Olivia sat at the kitchen bar eating her bagel and cream cheese in silent. After she came home hours ago, she tried going back to sleep. But after thirty minutes of tossing and turning, she knew sleep wasn't coming anytime soon. So she decided to plait instead. She spent a couple of hours just painting, when she finally took a break because her stomach was growling.

"Hey." Lex and Quinn came walking in the kitchen in matching t-shirt and socks. "What are you doing here?" Alex didn't remember hearing Olivia come home last night. "I didn't hear you come in. I thought you were staying at Fitz's. I would've thought you two were rolling in the sheets right now."

"Yeah well I'm not." Olivia growled, ripping a piece off her bagel and shoving it in her mouth. Alex instantly knew something was wrong, by Olivia's tone.

"What's wrong?" Olivia didn't answer. "Did you and Fitz have an argument or something? You were fine when you left last night, so wat happened after you two left the club?"

Olivia sighed, dropping her bagel on her plate. "Last night Fitz got in a fight with someone after we left."

"What? Is he okay?"

"Yeah he's fine, not a scratch. It wasn't some big brawl, I don't even think you can call it a fight."

"Well what happened?"

"I went outside to get some air and some guy followed me out there."

"Why did you go outside by yourself?" Both Quinn and Alex asked at the same time.

"Because I was hot in that club and- you know what can you just save comments and questions until the end. Anyway he followed me outside and he was kind of being a jerk and wouldn't take no for an answer. Then all of a sudden Fitz appears out of nowhere, I was trying to get away from the guy before Fitz could see him because I know how jealous Fitz can be sometimes. Anyway we were walking to the car, but the guy just wouldn't be quiet. He kept talking about keeping me on a leash, then he could show me what a real man could do with me."

"So he was being an asshole." Alex said.

"Basically."

"So what did Fitz do?"

"Well I got him to ignore the guy at first. But when he just wouldn't shut up, Fitz just lost it. He throat punched the guy, like he was in a James Bond movie. This guy is just coughing and spitting up, trying to catch his breath and Fitz is just standing over him all calm."

"So what's the problem?" Alex asked, she really didn't see a problem with what Fitz did. But it was mostly because she was attracted to macho men.

"What's the problem? Fitz attacked that man."

"Attacked? That's a harsh word, he was defending you."

"But the guy never touched me."

"He was disrespecting you. Fitz was right to defend his girlfriend."

"And I get that I do, but he didn't have to put his hands on the man."

"Well Fitz isn't the type of guy to talk things out okay, that's not the type of guy you're dating. Me personally I love a big macho man. I would've been pissed off if Fitz hadn't punched that guy. What happened when you talked to him this morning?"

Olivia shook her head. "Nothing. I left early this morning, he wasn't even awake."

"You crept out like a bad one night stand?"

"I didn't creep, I walked out quietly."

"Is Fitz hitting the guy all you're mad about?" Quinn asked, changing the subject.

Olivia shrugged. "I don't know. Sometimes I hate how jealous he can be. He doesn't even like for a man to stare at me too long. I thought he was gonna hit this guy in Aspen, and it scares me sometimes."

"But you're not afraid of him though right. Like for your safety."

"No, not like that. Fitz would never hurt me, I know he wouldn't. It's just the way he acts towards others, and some of the things he says that scares me. Like last night, when we were in the car, I told him he could've put that guy in the hospital. And he said 'if I wanted him in the hospital he'd be on his way.' Who says that?"

"Shit, that would've got me wet."

"Alex really? Can you just turn it off for a second please?"

"Well geez, I'm just not gonna say anything else." Alex held up her hands in surrender and walked out the kitchen.

Quinn rolled her eyes at Alex as she left. Typical Alex, always finding a way to make the situation about her. Quinn took a seat on the bar stool next to Olivia and gave her a comforting rub on the back. "Don't mind her, you know how much of a drama queen she likes to be."

"You know Fitz told me he could be this way. When we first started dating, he told me he could be jealous and had a bit of an anger problem. He said he wasn't a good guy, but I didn't listen because I really liked him."

"Well I hate to say the drama queen was right, but she kind of was. Fitz is just a manly man, there's not talking things over with him. It's probably how he's always solved his problems, it's all he's use too. He protects the ones he loves and cares for fiercely. I bet if you ask his sister, she'll tell you a few tales like this she's had with him. And you're just not use to dating a guy like that, so you don't know how to react to him and some of the things he does and says."

"So I just have to accept it?"

"No you don't have to. But understand that it's hard for people to change, if that's what you want him to do."

"But I don't want to change him. He's as close to perfect as they come."

"Then I guess you do have to accept it."

"Ugh." Olivia dramatically dropped her arms and head onto the bar. "Why are boys so stupid and complicated?"

"I'm sure they say the same things about us." Quinn c Huck led. Just as the both of them were laughing, Alex came back in the kitchen.

"Am I allowed to talk now?"

"Oh shut up you big baby." Olivia threw one of her grapes at Alex, and she caught it in her mouth. "Aren't you supposed to be getting ready for your new job anyway?"

"Yeah I guess so. But I'm only setting up my room today, tomorrow is my official first day."

Alex had gotten a job teaching a music class for teens at the same community center Olivia worked at. She was going getting her room set up and decorated for her classes the next day, and Quinn was helping her. This was the first job she was actually excited about having, and she was so excited to already have ten kids signed up for her class. It was a lot considering the last class only had about four kids, so Alex's expectations were rather low. She hoped that as time went on more and more kids would want to join. Alex loved her music class in high school, and she loved the teacher even more. She hoped that she could give the kids she'd be teaching the same inspiration her teacher had given her.

"But I'm having a hard time deciding what to wear. Do I go casual or break out my good dress pants?"

"Their teenagers Lex. And you're teaching a music class. You don't need to get all dolled up." Olivia answered. "Jeans and a nice shirt will do just fine. Just don't wear those tight peach colored jeans you have. You're teaching music not sex-ed." Olivia ate the last of her bagel, and let Quinn finish her grapes. "I'm gonna go shower."

"So I found these cute decals at the store the other day. They're little tie-dye music notes, and I was thinking we could put them up." Alex said, she too eaten the rest of Olivia grapes.

"They repainted the walls right."

"Yes and I am so glad. The mustard yellow was not okay. And I'm glad the funding came through as well. They were able to get me more instruments, most of them used, but they're in good condition. Oh and I'll be able to buy some music books."

"You sound real excited."

"I am, I really am. And you know I think that's was the reason it never worked out with jobs in the past. I just didn't want to be there. Who wakes up and says 'Ooh, I want to be an assistant!' No one, no one says that."

"Well we should get ready to go, we only have today to get it done. Typical of a procrastinator, like you, to wait until the day before to do something."

"Yeah yeah. You wanna go shower with me. Save a lot of time." Alex smirked, knowing if the two of them got in a shower together, it would do anything but save time.

After throwing away the paper plate Olivia was using, Quinn and Alex left the kitchen to head upstairs. Just as they were passing the door, the bell rang.

"I bet I know who that is." Quinn sang.

Alex opened the door, and sure enough Fitz was standing on the other side. "Well we've been expecting you."

"Good morning ladies."

"Good morning." They both answered at the same time.

"What have I told you about opening that door without checking first?"

"Oops." Alex shrugged.

Fitz shook his head. "Where is she?"

"Upstairs." Quinn spoke first then Alex.

"Showering." Alex said with a wink.

"Thank you." Fitz stepped passed them and made his way upstairs. He knew which room was hers, but it helped to hear the music and her singing loudly in the shower. Fitz walked into her slightly cracked door, and laughingly shook his head at the mess in her room. She had clothes and shoes on the floor, the bed wasn't made and her vanity was covered with papers, and her other art supplies for drawing. It was a lot different from his mother's the only thing on hers was her jewelry and, brushes, makeup and perfumes.

Olivia's bedroom was the largest, so she had a bathroom in her room. Olivia and Alex had play best three out of four in rock paper scissors to see who got the room. Olivia won the first two, then Alex won the third, but Olivia won the fourth game winning her the room. Alex had to settle for one of the smaller rooms and to use the bathroom in the hallway.

When Fitz walked in the bathroom, he couldn't see Olivia, because the curtains were pulled closed. He took off his shoes, and the rest of his clothes and slowly pulled the curtain back halfway. He stopped for a moment to appreciate the sway of Olivia's ass to the music. She was listening to En Vogue's Free your mind and rocking out. If they didn't need to talk, he would've stood there for the duration of the shower. Fitz pushed the pause button on the little Bluetooth radio on the sink counter.

Olivia stopped dancing when the music went off. She turned to see what happened, and nearly jumped out her skin, seeing a naked Fitz standing behind her. When had he gotten there? How long had he been standing there, and why hadn't she noticed?

"Fitz what the… How long have you been standing there?"

"That music was too loud Livvie, you didn't even know someone was standing here. I could've been anyone. Especially since you girls don't lock doors."

"Well lucky for me it was just my stalker, pervy boyfriend." It was as if Olivia just then realized that she was in the shower, and was completely naked right now. She moved her loofah between her legs, and used her other arm to cover her breast. She didn't know why she was hiding from him, like he was just as naked as she was right now. Nor was it like he'd never seen her naked before. She took a step back, when Fitz move to join her in the shower.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

Instead of answer her, Fitz said, "You snuck out this morning."

"I didn't sneak out, I just left early."

"You quietly got dressed, so you wouldn't wake me and then quietly left out the front door. All while the sun had yet to come up." Olivia didn't say anything. "Why?"

Olivia shrugged. "I might have still been upset about last night."

"What did I do that was so terrible?"

Olivia looked at him like he had two heads. "The fact that you don't know ticks me off a little."

"Are you still upset about me hitting that guy? I don't understand you Olivia. Plenty of women would feel better that their boyfriend's defend them."

"Fitz you didn't hit him because you were protecting me not entirely. You hit him because he was watching me all night long and you didn't like it." She could visibly see Fitz's jaw tighten. "He was only looking Fitz."

"Well he was looking too damn long." Olivia rolled her eyes. "Can you honestly say you'd be okay with another woman watching me like that man was watching you?"

"No, I wouldn't be. But I wouldn't put my hands on her either."

Fitz sighed, clearly this back and forth wasn't going anywhere. "Okay, I'm sorry I scared you last night. But that's just the way I handle things, and it's always has been. I'm a fierce protector of people I care about. It's just my nature and don't ask me to change it because I can't."

Olivia didn't answer him for a while. "Sometimes you scare me Fitz."

"Olivia you have no reason to be scared of me. I would never lay a hand on you."

"I know that. It's just… you can be intense sometimes. Like real intense, and it frightens me."

Fitz backed Olivia into the wall, and took her face in his hands. "You have no reason to fear or be scared of me. I'm intense because I care, if I didn't care as much about you I wouldn't be so intense as you say." Olivia looked up at him with an expectant look, and Fitz sighed. "I promise I will not hit anyone else… in front of you."

"Fitz."

"That's the best you're gonna get, now be quiet."

Olivia didn't have a choice but to be quiet, when Fitz pressed his lips against hers in a tender kiss. Fitz expertly caressed Olivia's lips with his, before sliding his tongue in her mouth. Olivia moaned, and tightened her arms around his waist. She'd forgotten what they were even talking about. All she could think about now, was Fitz's lips on her and his hands slowly skimming down her body.

Olivia's back arched out, when Fitz palmed both her breast in his hands, and gave them a rough squeeze. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, until they were stiff and perked. His hands traveled down the length of her body and down to her ass. He squeezed her cheeks, before lifting her up. Olivia obediently wrapped her legs around Fitz's waist and hung her arm around his neck.

"Fitz." Olivia moaned, as Fitz sucked on her neck. She was sure he'd leave a mark, but right now she couldn't bring herself to care. He was making her feel too good. How could she go from anger to ecstasy in a matter of minutes. That was the power Fitz had over her and her body. He could make her forget any and everything with a gentle kiss and caress. He knew her body inside and out. He knew just where to kiss her to make her toes curl, he knew where to caress her body to arch her back. He knew what spot to hit to have her calling out his name. It was like a magic show, a puppet and his master working the strings.

Olivia felt Fitz moving his tip to her entrance, and she held her breath as he slowly slid inside of her. She got that same warm and fuzzy feeling she always got. Her inside turned to jelly, and her face heated up. Her legs were already quivering and shaking, and he'd only just got started. She wished he hadn't turned off the music earlier, because she was sure to get loud in the very near future.

She was clawing at his head with her left hand, but Fitz had pinned her right arm to the wall. His right hand was keeping a tight grip on her thigh, if she wasn't feeling so high right now, she might've felt the pain. She did feel the pain, however, when Fitz bit her breast hard enough to leave a mark. She hadn't even realized his mouth was anywhere near her breast. Olivia yelled out, but she liked it and moaned when he did the same thing to her left breast.

"Faster." Olivia moaned in his ear, and a moment later her request was fulfilled. Fitz let her arm go, and hooked both of her legs in the crooks of his arms. Her legs were spread out as far as Fitz could get them and Olivia had her arm tight around his neck ready for the ride.

All that could be heard was Olivia moans, Fitz's grunts and the sound of two wet bodies slapping together. It felt so good, that Olivia didn't want it to end. If this was how he apologized after an argument, Olivia might have to pick up some more fights in the near future.

Olivia moaned as her orgasm washed over her. Her legs twitched in is arms, and her inner muscles still clenched with an ache. Her arms slacked on Fitz's shoulders and her head fell in his neck, she was exhausted and he'd done all the work.

Fitz was gently kissing her shoulder and neck when he told her, "I'm not through with you yet."

X

Alex and Quinn quietly walked into the back into the brownstone around nine that same night. They'd spent hours getting Alex's room ready for her classes tomorrow. Quinn didn't realize it would take them so long to get everything ready. It didn't even seem like they had a lot to do, but it took them most of the day to get it finished. They first had to clean because the room was dusty and smelled like feet. They swept the floor, dusted, and washed the tables. When they were finished, they decorated the walls with the decals Alex bought. She had some postures and pictures she put up as well. Then they rearranged the room, moving the tables and the few book shelves in the room. When they were finished, they filled the shelves with music books and arranged Alex's desk. The room was really coming together, especially with the few chairs and beanbags chairs Alex got from the center. Whenever another teacher left and left things behind from their room, instead of throwing it out, they kept it. Now it looked great in Alex's classroom. And when they were all done, she was glad the room no longer looked like a cluttered storage room and smelled of feet. But now it was organized, clean and smelled like the lemon scent of Lysol.

They stopped on the way home for some burgers, and were eating them as they walked in. They wanted to be quiet, because they knew Fitz was still inside. And if they were still doing what Quinn and Alex heard them doing earlier, they didn't want to interrupt. It was weird for Alex to hear what was going on in that room. That was her little sister in there. And even though Alex has shared plenty of her sex stories with Olivia over the years, it was weird that Olivia would finally have a story to tell. Alex figured she'd just gotten use to Olivia being a virgin that she never thought about the day she finally met someone who would change that.

Alex was glad there was no noise coming from Olivia's room, except a few mumbles and some laughter. Now Alex new how Olivia felt whenever she and her 'guy friend' or 'girl friend' would get too loud for her.

"Liv I'm home." Alex yelled out, as she and Quinn passed Olivia's door.

"Okay." Olivia yelled back from her room.

"What time is it?" Fitz asked, lying on the bed with Olivia on top of him, straddling his waist.

"I don't know. Would you sit still." Olivia turned Fitz's head back forward. She was currently drawing a picture of Fitz. After spending most of the day making love and eating junk food, Olivia and Fitz were still relaxing doing absolutely nothing. Olivia had asked Fitz if she could draw his portrait, and Fitz agreed. But she had been at it for about an hour now, and Fitz was getting restless. She was just about finished, just making a few finishing touches to the rough sketch of him. But he wouldn't sit still. He kept turning his head, and checking his phone whenever it dinged, which really felt like every five minutes. Fitz sure was a popular man. Olivia wanted to ask him who kept texting him and sending him emails, but she didn't.

"Are you almost finished?"

"Yes. I'm doing your lips."

"It's taking you this long to do my lips?"

"Well they're so thin, I'm not use to drawing thin lips."

"Hey." Fitz pinched her bare thigh left out in her tie-dye rainbow underwear and t-shirt. Fitz had to admit that he loved Olivia better in lace and silk, but he loved that Olivia could lounge around him in her rainbow and duck printed underwear and not feel embarrassed. Which was a big difference, when she would hide from him when she was naked and bare. As many times as he's seen her naked and kissed all over her body, she still hid from him sometimes.

"Ow." Olivia smacked his hand, a little too hard, hurting her own hand in the process. Fitz laughed, and Olivia pinched one of his nipples, since he wasn't wearing a shirt.

"And you say I'm too violent."

"Shush." Olivia spent another thirty minutes on the drawing, before she finally finished.

"What is it?" Fitz asked. Olivia had this weird look on her face as she gazed down at the picture she just drew.

"Well I decided to draw a mustache and beard on you to see what you looked like."

"Is it that bad?"

"Well you were right, you kind of do look like a serial killer." Olivia laughed, and turned the pad around so Fitz could see it. "But the wired thing is I like it, it suits you."

"Really? The serial killer look suits me?" Olivia burst out laughing, not having a response. She dropped her head down on Fitz chest, and continued laughing.

"Your phone is ringing again." Olivia lifted up and grabbed Fitz's phone off the nightstand. This time she saw who the caller was before she gave the phone to Fitz. "It's your mother."

"Hello." Olivia kept on top of Fitz as he spoke to his mother. But she frowned deeply when Fitz told his mother he was on his way. "Yeah, be right there."

"You're leaving." Olivia pouted.

"I'm sorry." Fitz cupped her face, and ran the pad of his thumb against her lips. "I can come back tonight if you want." Olivia didn't answer, she was still pouting. "Stop it." Fitz pecked her lips a few times, before playfully tossing her off his lap, making her laugh.

Olivia lay on her bed, watching Fitz get dressed. She was upset that he was leaving, but she'd kept him locked up in her room for most of the day anyway.

"Do you want me to come back tonight?"

This time Olivia answered. "Yes."

"Okay, see you later."

"Okay."

After another quick kiss, Fitz walked out her room and a few moments later she heard the front door close. Shortly after he left, Alex and Quinn came bursting through her door, both of them sucking down milkshakes.

"Well don't you look satisfied." Alex teased. "Is it safe for me to sit on the bed? I am wearing black."

Olivia smirked. "Shut up." Olivia scooted over on the bed, Alex sat next to her, and Quinn laid down at the foot of the bed.

"No but seriously here." Alex put something in Olivia's hand. "You and Fitz will be needing this more than I will."

Olivia opened up her hand, and saw a couple of condom packs. "What's this?"

Alex gave her a look. "They're condoms. What do you mean what's this?"

"Why are you giving these to me?"

"Because I no longer need them. And if what I heard from you and Fitz earlier is a regular thing, you need all of them and more."

Seeing the condoms in her hand got Olivia thinking. She and Fitz have never used condoms before. She hadn't even been thinking about it the first time they made love, she was just too anxious and excited about finally losing her virginity. And after that, she couldn't remember Fitz ever putting on a condom before they had sex, and she certainly wasn't on the pill. So they'd been having unprotected sex all this time. How could she have not caught this before? Especially with what happened to Tabitha, Olivia could be the next one with an unexpected pregnancy.

"Fitz and I… we've never used condoms." Olivia said, still staring down at her hand and the condoms.

"What?" Alex asked. "When did you get on the pill?"

"I'm not."

"Excuse me? So Fitz has been hitting that raw this entire time?"

"I don't know. What does that mean?"

"Oh my god Olivia. You and Fitz have been dating for what four, five months now and you've never used a condom?"

"We weren't even having sex the first three months." Olivia defended.

"You could be pregnant right now."

"Alex I am not pregnant, stop being so dramatic."

"Uh you're not being dramatic enough. I'm serious, you could be pregnant right now."

"I think I'd now if I was pregnant." Wouldn't I?

"Oh and how do you know, have you ever been pregnant before? I don't think so. How could you have not being using condoms?"

"I don't know. I wasn't in much of a habit of telling guys to put condoms on before we have sex."

"We have to go to the store." Alex was already up off the bed.

"For what?"

"We have to go get you a pregnancy test."

"No that's not necessary, I'm telling you I'm not pregnant."

"Well thank you, but I will feel much better after I see one strip instead of two. A no instead of a yes and a not pregnant instead of a pregnant. Get up, put some pants on, we're going to the store."

X

"Really Olivia, I thought those overalls got burned months ago. Did you really have to wear them?" Alex groaned, looking over at her sister in her baggy, paint stained overalls.

"Alex you practically drug me out of the house. If these overalls hadn't been on the floor, I'd probably be out here in my underwear."

"Well right now, I think those would be better."

"Could we just get the test and get out of here?"

"I think there with the hygiene stuff." Quinn said, she was carrying the basket for them as they waked around the store looking for pregnancy test.

"Great, you all go get those. I want some hot fries."

Olivia left out in the opposite direction than Quinn and Alex, but she heard Ale when she said, 'Cravings starting already?' Olivia really wished she would give it a rest. It was kind of funny before, but now Olivia was just getting annoyed. She wasn't pregnant and she knew it. No she'd never been pregnant before, but Olivia knew he body, she would know if she was pregnant or not. Wouldn't she? But Alex did have a good point about Olivia and Fitz using condoms, or Olivia being on the pill. As much as Olivia loved kids, she wasn't ready to be a mother. She's hoped to have the career she wanted, and be married when she had her first child. Not still trying to make a name for herself, and still sharing a brownstone with her sister. And with what recently happened with Tabitha and her getting pregnant, Olivia knew she and Fitz would have to start taking some precautions.

Olivia had grabbed her bag of hot fries and something to drink. When she found her sister and Quinn, they were still on the aisle with the pregnancy test, trying to find the best ones.

"Well how about this one."

"Just get one so we can go home already." Olivia said impatiently, standing behind them. She looked down at the basket, and saw there was already three other pregnancy test in the basket. "Why do we need so many of them? Why not just get one and go?"

"You don't just get one Liv." Quinn said. "You need to get at least two to make sure the second result is the same as the first."

"Well you have three so let's go."

"No no, one more."

"No." Olivia pulled Quinn by the arm and out the aisle and to the checkout line. Olivia was putting her snacks in the conveyor belt when someone called her name.

"Roger…You uh, you work here?" Olivia asked uncomfortably, although the vest he was wearing with the store name and logo should've answered her question before she asked it. Also the fact he was standing behind the register should've been a dead giveaway.

"Yeah, two months now."

"What uh, what happened to your other job?"

"I might've showed up a little inebriated. Apparently that's frowned upon."

Alex scoffed, "Typical."

"Alex." Olivia said.

"Let me get you checked out. Hot fries, I see those are still your favorite." Olivia offered him a polite smile, but she just wished he would hurry up so she could leave. "And a pregnancy test. Three pregnancy test?" Olivia had almost forgotten the real reason she came to the store in the first place. "Are… are these for you?" Roger was so confused. Olivia was a virgin, wasn't t she? These had to be for Alex, she was the promiscuous one.

"What does it matter?" Alex asked with an attitude. "It's none of your concern anymore. Can you just ring us up please?"

"These too." Quinn tossed what looked to be the biggest box of condoms she could find onto the conveyor belt.

"Are you serious?" Olivia said, she was mortified already by the pregnancy test. Now add the thirty count box of condoms. "You wanna go find a bigger box?"

"Really? You think you'll need more?"

"No not really you pinhead."

X

"What did they say?" Alex asked as soon as Olivia walked out the bathroom. She and Quinn had been patiently waiting for Olivia to finally get the urge to pee, so she could take the test. It wasn't even her pregnancy test, and Alex was way more nervous than Olivia seemed to be.

"I only just peed on them, you have to wait." Olivia sat behind the two of them on her bed, resting on the headboard.

"Can you imagine if you were pregnant?"

"I'm not." Olivia said while she ate her hot fries.

"I said imagine." Olivia rolled her eyes, but indulged her sister. "First off, that would be the cutest baby ever. Secondly, he or she would have the coolest auntie ever. Although I hope you have a boy first, they're a lot easier. Girls are just too much. Also that would be the best dressed baby ever. I can see Fitz dressing his son in little baby suit and polo's and button down shirts." That actually made Olivia smile a little. A mini Fitz would be adorable. "And you know your baby's going to be artistic. How can he not be with both parents being artists and his auntie being in a kick-ass band."

"Alex I think you're more excited than Liv is." Quinn said.

"She is." Olivia had to admit though, she could see herself having a baby with Fitz. She could see them married and moving into a house, maybe even the house he already has. Although she would definitely have to put a feminine touch to the place and make it more kid friendly. And she certainly wouldn't be alone in all this, she'd have Fitz and her family. And it wasn't as if they couldn't provide for a baby. They could more than provide for one. Olivia wasn't ready to be a mother yet, but would it be the worst thing to happen?

The timer on Olivia's phone went off, and Alex jumped up. "Can I check it?"

"Knock yourself out."

Alex excitedly skipped to the bathroom and retrieved the three pregnancy test lined up on the bathroom sink. She looked at the first one and her smile fell. "One strip."

Olivia allowed herself a moment of disappointment, before regathering herself. "See, I told you."

"What do the other two say?" Quinn asked, although it really didn't matter.

"Negative and not pregnant. So I think that settles everything."

"Great, now can the two of you leave my room please."

"No prob." Alex tossed the test in Olivia waste basket by her door on the way out. Quinn stopped just at the door and turned around. She'd seen the disappointed look on Olivia's face when Alex read the results.

"You okay?" She asked.

"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just a little tired and Fitz is supposed to come back tonight, so I'm just trying to wait up for him."

"Okay, goodnight."

"Night."

Olivia felt silly. She didn't even want a baby right now, so why was she feeling even the tinge of sadness?

X

"Livvie." Fitz sat on the edge of Olivia's bed, by her head. He brushed her hair from her face and lightly shook her shoulder to rouse her up from her sleep. "Liv."

"What?" Olivia half groaned in her sleep. "How'd you get in here?" Olivia asked, after she cracked one eye open to notice it was Fitz. "Did Alex let you in?"

"No she didn't. I walked in, because you all never lock a door. Which is really beginning to anger me. Olivia this is New York, you can't not lock your doors. Especially in the city."

"Sorry." Olivia mumbled, not even sure what she was apologizing or in her half sleep state.

"I'm gonna go shower."

"Okay." Oliva's eyes lazily slipped back closed and she fell once again into a peaceful sleep. That is until Fitz got out of his shower and woke her yet again. His shaking was a bit more forceful this time around.

"Olivia wake up."

"What?" Liv slowly sat up in the bed, the sheets falling around her, exposing quite a bit of skin in the thin strap camisole she had on. Any other time, that would have stolen Fitz's attention, but right now he was focused. Olivia on the other hand was completely distracted by Fitz's wet body standing in front of her in a bath towel hanging low on his waist. But then she looked up, and noticed the not to pleasant glare he was wearing.

"What's wrong?"

"What are these doing in your trashcan?" Fitz held up three empty pregnancy test boxes in his hand. "Are they for you?"

"Yeah. Alex made me buy them."

"Why?"

"After you left, Alex and Quinn and I were talking and we got to the subject of condoms. And I told them we've never used condoms before."

"We use condoms."

"No Fitz we don't, and we never have. And I don't know how I, we let that happen. I mean with everything that's happened with your sister, you'd think we'd be more careful but-"

"Are you pregnant?" Fitz asked, only slightly alarmed. It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, but Fitzgerald Grant was certainly not ready to be a father. Now was absolutely not the right time.

"No." Olivia answered him. She saw the uncertainty on his face and sighed. "Look for yourself." Olivia dug the three test sticks out the trash and gave them to him. "So you don't have to look so alarmed."

"I… I didn't mean-"

"No its fine, I was relived too."

"You sure you're okay? You've got this look on your face."

Olivia shrugged. "Okay I may have gotten a little caught up in the moment when Alex was getting all excited about being an aunt, and I started to think about what could have been. I let myself fantasize about what having a child would be like. But I… I know having a kid right now isn't ideal. I mean we've only been dating less than a year, we certainly aren't ready to have a kid. And I don't even know if you want kids, then I don't know if you want them with me. And-"

"Liv stop. I uh, I actually don't know what you want me to say right now."

"I don't. I don't want you to say anything. I really don't want to have that conversation right now. It was a false alarm, there's really no reason to talk about it."

"Okay."

"But we do need to start being more careful from now on."

"Yeah I guess you're right."

"So you mister have to start wearing condoms, because I don't want to go on the pill."

"Fine. I can't believe I haven't been using them anyways, I've never done that before. I always-"

"You know Fitz, for the sake of our relationship, maybe you don't talk to me about you and other women. I think that's best."

"Roger that." Fitz gave Olivia a big bear hug, holding her a little tighter than necessary.

"Fitz?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm tired, like really tired." Olivia could feel Fitz's erection building against her lower belly. "Not tonight babe." Olivia gave him a two pats on the back and returned to the bed. "And put some pants on before you get into bed, I'm not falling for that again.

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