I need..
Olivia
"I can't keep going like this. I need her strength; I want to feel safe and loved again
"Cyrus call Olivia."
"I don't think that's a good idea sir."
"Fitz is this really the time to be thinking about her?"
"Mellie, I feel like I'm about to die. I want to see liv."
"We need to get the doctor in here and see what is going on."
"No just please get me Liv."
"Cyrus..."
"Mellie, I work for him and if he wants Liv I'll get him Liv. Don't forget that woman handled the press, you, Senator Davis and held her head high after having her privileges revoked to see him, so don't."
I lay my head on the desk and try to breathe it hurts everything just hurts. What if I do die here in the oval office, that will be one for the history books for sure. I can hear them now 'here lies Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III he died working for his country after being shot and his last wish was for the love of his life to see him die'. I didn't really want to die or have her see that but the way I am feeling it might be going that way. I start laughing because I really wanted everything to be over but not over; and I am sitting here begging my wife and chief of staff to call the only woman I want to help me. I work hard for this country damnit and I want the pain to stop and I want my woman.
"Fitz what are you laughing at? After everything we have been through how can you sit there laughing?"
Before I can even open my mouth and try to spew words back at her it decides to spew my guts instead and of course that is when the door opens. I hear her shoes before I see her
"Mr. President."
"No please."
"Fitz."
I sit back on my knees and look up at my own personal fallen angel,
"Hi"
"Hi"