Olivia stepped into the hallway.
She was about to close the door when Abby stepped out and grabbed Ginger from Fitz and then stepped back in and closed the door behind her.
"Why are you threatening Abby?"
"Why is she even here?" he said ignoring her question.
"I needed a friend and she's my best friend, why wouldn't she be here."
She sighed.
"Look Fitz whatever we need to talk about, I don't wanna talk about it in front of your agents."
"Tom how can we make that happen?" Fitz asked.
Tom pondered for a second.
"Sir the elevator, we can stop it so that no one else can enter. You two would be alone."
Fitz nodded.
They called the elevator and waited awkwardly for it to reach the floor.
Once the elevator came, they stepped in.
"Sir if you need to get out just bang the door three times."
Fitz nodded again.
The door closed.
"Fitz you can't keep showing up and my apartment like this."
"I needed to talk to you," Fitz said solemnly
"Oh, now you wanna talk." Olivia said almost raising her voice, "For 7 months you pretended I didn't exist, but now you wanna talk," she was yelling now.
"Olivia, I'm sorry, I thought…" she cut him off.
"You thought what Fitz, that I helped rig the election. Of course I did, I mean why not, why wouldn't I, I am just the most horrible person on the planet right, I go around and I sleep with married men and I steal elections, because I'm just horrible right. I am just the dirty whore you can't get rid of."
She started to cry.
Fitz stood quietly, he let her continue.
"And you know what the worst part was, you didn't even ask me, you just assumed I did it," she sniffled, "It's makes me wonder what you really thought about me all along. For two years you told me over and over again I wasn't your mistress, I was more than that, you know I almost start to believe you, I started to believe I was more than that and then the first chance you got, you threw it in my face."
She started crying harder.
"Calling me a mistress, a whore, and not just any whore, your whore as if I didn't already know that. Telling me I'll never be anyone's wife."
She wiped her eyes.
Fitz was heartbroken. He reached out to touch her but she backed away.
"Olivia, the way I treated you, the way I spoke to you, I was wrong, I was so wrong…" she cut him off again. She felt like she needed to get everything she had been holding in off her chest.
"For months I agonised, I tried to replay every single moment we spent together in my head to figure out where I went wrong, to try to figure out what I did to make you hate so much."
"I didn't hate you, I could never hate you, I was just hurt and I was angry and I was stupid. I was so stupid, I am so sorry." Fitz's voice was full of emotion.
"It doesn't matter because you don't love me. That's what you said. You said that to me, and I believe you."
She started tearing up again.
"Olivia you know I love you," his voice cracked.
Olivia sniffled.
"You don't love me Fitz, you've made that very clear."
She took a deep breath.
"I have to go."
She turned and faced the elevator door, she was about to bang on the door so Tom could let her out.
"I killed Verna," Fitz said monotone.
"What," was all olivia could choke out as she whipped her head around. She saw the agony on his face.
"I killed verna. So if you're going to hate me for all the things I've done, then you should hate me for that too," Fitz said as his eyes never left the ground.
Olivia was speechless.
He banged the door three times so she could get out of the elevator.
She was about to step out of the elevator.
"Olivia," Fitz said quietly.
She stopped, she didn't turned around.
"I love you, you might not believe it after all the things I've done, but I do. I don't blame you if you never want to speak to me again. I'll leave you alone, if that's what you want, I promise."
With that the tears started to flow and she hurried back to her apartment.
She stepped in and close the door.
She couldn't believe Fitz, her Fitz, killed someone.
She looked over to the couch and saw Abby and Ginger fast asleep
She took and deep breath and headed to the kitchen and grabbed her last bottle of bordeaux, popped the cap and started gulping. She drank the whole bottle and stumbled her way to her room where she cried until she fell asleep.
The next morning she woke up and barely made it into the bathroom to throw up.
She was slumped over the toilet when she felt someone pull her hair back.
"Abby?" she said slowly.
"Yea Liv, I'm right here," Abby answered..
"Liv you're in bad shape, what happened last night," Abby said, her voice was full of concern.
"I don't wanna talk about it okay," Olivia snapped.
"I told you not to talk to him. Nothing good..."
Olivia felt a sudden wave of anger.
She couldn't listen to Abby anymore.
"Abby we are done, me and him are done, so you can stop telling me how bad he is, you can stop talking shit about him, because were done alright, so just leave him alone okay," Olivia said angrily.
"Fine!" Abby said as she stormed away.
Back at the white house
Cyrus was in his office going over paperwork.
"Well hey there mr. Beene. Would you be so kind as to give me a minute of your time."
Cyrus could recognise that country accent anywhere.
"Hollis what are you doing here?" Cyrus asked annoyed. Hollis was the last person he wanted to show up at the white house considering all the defiance drama that had been going on.
"Well Cyrus,I am here because we here had a deal, I get your boy Fitzy in this here whitehouse and I get all the big sweet juicy oil deals. Now it could just be me, but, correct me if I'm wrong, but you're boy just awarded two big oil contracts to someone who was not me or Doyle industries. How did that happen. I thought you said you would keep him in check."
Cyrus' face was red with anger.
"Do you want to say that any louder, ya hick."
"Now Cyrus, name calling is not very nice and that is no way to treat a friend," Hollis teased.
"After all I could let it slip how ya boy Fitz really got that big oval office he likes so much."
Hollis said with a smirk.
"What! Is that a treat? did you just threaten the president inside of the white house hollis, becuase I hope you're not that stupid," Cyrus was seething.
"Now, now, don't get you're panites in a twist old lady, I'm just saying, that Fitz still has three contracts left to award, I don't care if you whisper my name in his ear, read him a bedtime story with my name in it or whatever of funny business you and el presidente indulge in, but just make sure I get those contracts," Hollis said seriously
"Or what" Cyrus said calmly.
"Or you can tell the president to double his security cause' I don't play about mine."
With that Hollis walked out.
"I do not need this, I have high blood pressure, I do not need this, I could've been running Harvard, why didn't you just settle for Harvard," Cyrus said to himself.
Fitz made his way to the oval.
He didn't get an ounce of sleep, he didn't expect to after how things went with Olivia.
Last night once he got back to the residence, he pondered whether or not to drink himself into oblivion but decided against it because he knew it wouldn't help.
He stayed up all night thinking about his argument with Olivia, he couldn't concentrate. The fact that she didn't believe he loved her, hurt him more than anything else. Everything she said just kept going through his head over and over again. He felt ashamed of the way he treated her, he knew that things he said were unforgivable and he knew it was best to let her go. All he wanted was for her to be happy and if leaving her alone was what it took, he was going to have to do it.
He sat at his desk. He was trying to read through some info packets but he couldn't focus so he threw the papers on the resolute desk and went to lay on the couch.
He had three government contracts to hand out and he had been avoiding giving it to Doyle industries, so he had to find other worthy companies to award it to.
As he was laying on the couch he heard the door open.
He didn't bother to look who came in.
"Sir, I need to talk to you," Cyrus said hastily.
"Now is not a good time Cyrus," Fitz was irritated from lack of sleep.
"Sir, it's important," with that Fitz sat up.
"It always is," Fitz sighed.
Cyrus noticed how disheveled fitz looked.
"Sir, you look terrible." By rus said matter of factly.
"Really, I thought I was you're flyboy with a good head of hair," Fitz tried to smile but it didn't reach his eyes.
"Let me guess, you spoke with Olivia last night," Cyrus said a he dropped himself on the couch.
"How could you tell?" Fitz asked sarcastically.
"Sir, if it makes you feel any better, she wants nothing to do with me either."
"Well it doesn't," Fitz said flatly, "So what was so important Cy."
'It's Hollis, he's insisting on being awarded those contracts," Cyrus said as he scratched his head.
"He can insist all he wants, he's not getting them."
"He threatening to talk sir, it might be in our best interest to just give him and be done with it."
"Is that coming from the self proclaimed political monster, you're just going to give in?"
"Well sir sometimes you have to pick your battles."
"You're right Cy," Fitz sighed and then laid back on the couch.
"Hollis doyle can threaten all he wants, you and I both know he won't talk because he was just as involved as everyone else and his ass would be on the line as well. I will not give him those contracts and you can tell him I said that Cyrus.. Will that be all?"
"Sir, it's not just defiance, he's threatening us about..."
"Will that be all Cy," Fitz cut him off.
"Yes sir," Cyrus said defeatedly.
Later that week, it was announced that Fitz had awarded all the oil contracts to a new company called Core oil Industries.
Cyrus knew to expect a call from Hollis and he was right.
He saw Hollis' number pop up on the screen of his office phone, he decided to answer.
"You messed with the wrong one Cyrus, don't say I didn't warn you," Hollis spat through the phone.
"Hollis, I thought you knew better than to threaten the the president of the united states. We do not respond to threats," Cyrus chuckled spitefully.
Hollis hung up.
Cyrus had to admit that Hollis' threats did worry him, but he didn't think Hollis was crazy enough to attempt anything with Fitz but he wasn't sure after what he did to the cytron office.
Olivia was in the office. She was still in a weird place with Abby after she snapped at her for talking about Fitz. Olivia was tired of the pettiness so she decided makeup with Abby. She paged Abby to come to her office. After about a minute Abby walked into her office.
"Yes boss," abby said flatly
"Can you have a seat," Olivia asked politely.
Abby sat in the chair in front of Olivia's desk.
"Abby I wanted to apologize for snapping at you the other day. I'm sorry Abbs."
"Aww Liv, you're forgiven," Abby said cheerfully.
"Wow that was easy, I thought you would give me a hard time," Olivia said as she chuckled.
"Olivia I don't want you to think I'm not rooting for you because I am, I know you love him and I know that even though you try to hide it you still want to be with him after everything that's happen. But I can't truthfully tell you that I support you and him being together because I don't. Not while he's married because it's not fair to you especially with they way he's spoken to you in the past."
"I know Abby," Olivia said sadly.
"Listen, on the bright side as soon as you get over this stink mood from the break up then you can go on that date with Jacob."
"Oh yea Jacob, he's been calling but I have been stalling, There is going to be a state dinner in a few weeks and he want's me to go with him but I don't think I want to go out with him again," Olivia sounded as she trying to convince herself.
"Wait, do you not want to go out with him or do you not want to go out with him because he want's you to go to the state dinner that a certain president will also be in attendance at."
Olivia wrinkled her forehead.
"Liv, you can't avoid him forever you know, you have to able to be cordial with him, that's a part of moving on.
"I know, I know," Olivia sighed.
"When did you get so good at giving advice."
"I try," Abby chuckled.
They heard a knock on the door.
Its was huck.
"Come in Huck.' Olivia yelled.
"Hello Olivia, hello Abby, I wanted to formally introduce you to uhmm… this is my girlfriend becky."Huck said in his usually husky tone.
"Huck I didn't know you had a girlfriend," Abby said.
"Uh yes, Becky and I have been seeing each other uhh...for a while now."
"Well congrats you guys, I'm really happy for you Huck," Olivia said.
"Uhh thanks," Huck said after abruptly leaving.
Abby flashed a smile.
"If Huck can get a girlfriend then you can go on one more date with senator Shaw."
"Okay aAby, I don't know why I let you convince me to do these things but fine I'll call him later," Olivia said chuckling.
Hollis had been fuming. How dear they pull out of a deal with him. Hollis had a contract killer on retainer for when he needed to take care of business the old way. A girl named Becky, a former black ops agent, who had been working with him since he had her blow up the cytron office. He pulled out his burner phone and gave her a call. He needed her to do a big job for him.