The next morning when Fitz woke up and readied himself, he pushed back his early briefing and headed straight to the hospital. Stephen told him that they were allowed to see Olivia again and he was nervous; the last time he saw her, she barely acknowledged him and that worried him, he also wondered if she knew about Gerry's part in the kidnapping. The CIA had been dying to speak to her since she came back, they wanted to wring as much information out of as possible but her doctors ordered them to stay away until her psychiatric evaluation was finished. Late the night before, her psychiatrist gave them the go ahead so a few CIA agents were going to meet him at the hospital to question her. He was worried about what she would have to say and more so worried about the trauma she suffered while there.

When he arrived at the hospital, Abby and her crew weren't there which made him happy because he would get to be alone with her. His joy was short lived because as he was walking to her door, Stephen emerged from the opposite end of the hallway.

"Mr. President, good morning, you're here early, I was just about to go see her."

"How was she last night?" Fitz asked.

"Well she's talking again and according to the nurse she slept all night."

Fitz smiled sadly.

"That's good right?"

"Yeah well, let's see how she's actually doing," Stephen said with a smile as he led the way into Olivia's room.

She was sitting on a chair by the window wrapped up in a blanket. She was staring through the window once again and appeared to either be ignoring the fact that they were there or hadn't realized that they were there.

"Liv?" Stephen called.

She didn't answer.

"Liv?" He said again as he walked closer to her.

"Liv?"

He tapped her on her shoulder and she jumped out of her chair, completely terrified. Stephen held up his hands to show her he meant no harm.

"I was calling you and you weren't answering," he said softly.

She was visibly shaken and out of breath, her eyes were red and puffy, she looked as if she hadn't slept all night.

"I- I didn't hear you," she stammered.

She looked at Fitz who was frozen where he stood and then Stephen who was approaching her again.

"Don't touch me."

Stephen stood back.

"Olivia you shouldn't be out of bed, you have pneumonia for Christ sake, you need to rest and by the looks of it you haven't slept all night, let me help you to your bed."

"I'm not tired."

"You are tired and you've been crying, let me help you back to your bed and we can talk," Stephen offered.

"No, I'm not moving," she insisted.

Stephen didn't want to upset her further so he decided to back down.

"Okay, you can stay by the window, I'm sorry if I frightened you by the way," Stephen said jokingly.

"It's okay," she said as she sat on her chair and began staring through the window again.

"So…" Stephen began.

"Is there any pain? Any discomfort?"

"No."

"You also haven't been coughing as much right?"

"No."

"Good that means your getting better fast, we're going to get you some solid food today, I know how much you like food, right?" Stephen joked again.

She was practically ignoring him at this point and he wasn't sure how to continue.

"Some intelligence officials are coming to speak with you in a few minutes, I just wanted you to be prepared for that."

"I'm not talking to anyone."

Stephen looked at Fitz a little unsure of what to say next.

"Okay, how about we just cross that bridge when we get there."

"I'm not speaking with them," she said again.

Stephen decided to change the subject.

"Okay, how about migraines, any migraines since you woke up?"

"No,"

"That's good-"

"Stephen I just want to be alone right now, leave me alone."

"Olivia you need to talk to us, Dr. Jennings said you need to talk-"

Stephen was cut off by Tom opening the door. Two gentlemen dressed in suits stood directly behind him.

"Sir, the intelligence officers are here," said Tom.

"Tom tell them to wait," said Fitz.

"Yes sir."

"Dr. Finch can you give us a minute?" Fitz asked even though it wasn't really a question.

"Uh sure, I'll be right outside," Stephen said as he left.

Fitz treaded carefully, he didn't want to scare her or make her feel uncomfortable. He walked closer and sat in the chair that was directly beside her.

He felt nervous, like he didn't know her. He could see how vulnerable and afraid she was and all he wanted to do was to take her fear and pain away and make her feel safe.

He pulled his chair closer and took her hands in his, he waited for her to pull away but she didn't.

"Welcome home," he said softly.

Tears started flowing down her cheeks, she'd been waiting months to hear those words from him and it felt so much better than she imagined it ever could.

"I don't want to talk to them."

"Will you talk to me?"

She nodded.

Fitz kissed her hand and wiped away the tears that ran down her cheek.

"You don't have to answer anything you don't want to."

She nodded again.

Fitz took a deep breath.

"My father paid those men to kidnap you," he said it slowly and carefully to give her time to process it and gauge her reaction.

"I didn't want that to be the first thing I told you but I didn't want to keep it from you."

She seemed sad, not surprised.

"How did you know?" He asked shakily.

"They told me."

"I'm so sorry Olivia, if I had known-"

"It's not your fault."

"No, it is, you should hate me, look at what they did to you-"

"I don't hate you."

She stared at him for a while, after months of not seeing his face and believing that she had somehow dreamt him up she wanted to take a moment to appreciate that he was sitting directly in front of her. His eyes were filled with water and when a lone tear escaped and fell down his cheeks, she wiped it away.

They sat quietly for a while until Tom knocked the door, Fitz knew it was him by his silhouette.

"Tom?" He called.

Tom opened the door and walked in.

"Sir, the intelligence officers are requesting to speak with miss Pope, they say it is imperative-"

"Tom no," Fitz demanded.

"Sir-"

"I'm not talking to them," Olivia said softly from her seat by the window.

"Tell them she isn't feeling well and she won't be speaking with them today."

"Yes sir," Tom said with a nod as he closed the door.

Fitz turned his attention back to Olivia.

"Can you tell me what happened Liv?"

She turned back to the window and looked down at the people going about their business.

"Farrokh is a mobster, he doesn't do anything unless money is involved, there was no ransom, why would he keep you hidden for three months?"

She took a deep breath.

"He wanted to attack New York, he thought if he could get me to make him the chemical I used to make the prototype bomb I did 15 years ago then he could sneak it through customs and install barrels of it within the subway system, if he had enough of the chemical and detonated it all at once then he could level most of the city."

Fitz had to take a moment to form a coherent sentence from all the thoughts that were scattered in his head.

"Farrokh took you because he wanted you to build a bomb, how did he know - unless-"

"He worked with my father, my dad had me followed across Asia and then Africa, he had his men take because he thought Gerry was paying them to, when really he was going to take me all along he just thought he'd let Gerry pay for it. He made a deal with Farookh, they paid him and he handed me over, he said that if I just gave them what they wanted, then the'd let me go. They tried everything to get me to help them, sometimes I pretended to try so they wouldn't hurt me for a couple days."

Olivia was still looking through the window and although her eyes were filled with water, she kept them focused on the people walking around outside. She didn't see the expression on his face but based on the fact that he was silent, it wasn't hard to guess.

"Shocked? You shouldn't be, your father is just as bad, only he wouldn't hurt his own son and it makes me wonder what it is about my father me that makes him hate me so much that he would do this to me."

Fitz tried to reach out touch her but she pulled her hand away.

"What did they do to you Olivia?"

"Does it matter? It's already done."

"Liv-"

"Please don't ask me to talk about."

"I'm sorry."

Realized that she might have hurt his feelings when she pulled her hand away, she reached out and took his hand and pressed his palm against her cheek and closed her eyes then she felt his lips on her forehead.

He kissed her softly and then rested his forehead against hers.

"You are so strong and so brave."

He could feel drops of tears running down her cheeks.

"And I wish I could have found you sooner, I'm so sorry I didn't and I'll only ever make you one promise, and it's that I'll kill every last person that did this to you."

She looked led up at him.

"What about your father?"

"Don't worry about him, he's dead-…"

Just then Abby walked into the room and her mouth fell open and curved into a small nervous smile. It was awkward for her to see Olivia and Fitz together.

"I'm sorry - Stephen said you were doing better and so I wanted to see for myself."

Abby stood awkwardly.

"Umm can I hug you?" She asked Olivia.

Olivia wiped her eyes and nodded. Abby practically sprinted over to her to hugged her tightly.

"I'm so glad you're home."

"Abby too tight-"

"What?" Abby said as she pulled away.

"You were hugging me too tight, I couldn't breathe."

"Sorry," Abby said with a smile.

"It's okay."

Abby held onto her hands.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what to say, I'm just glad you're back, I really missed you."

"I really missed you too," Olivia said softly.

Abby squealed and grabbed on to her again and hugged her.

"I'm gonna go buy us some breakfast okay, and then we can talk when I get back."

"Okay."

"I'll be right back."

Abby left quickly leaving Olivia and Fitz alone again. As soon as they thought they were alone Harrison and Huck walked in.

"Liv?" Harrison said as he walked in with Huck in tow.

"Harry."

"Hey Liv, looks who up? C'mere girl, give me a hug," Harrison joked.

He walked over and hugged her and he was surprised by how frail she felt.

"You are 10 pounds away from disappearing girl," he teased.

"I've missed you too."

She stretched out her arms and Huck walked over shyly and hugged her.

"I'm glad you're back Liv."

She didn't know what to say so she just nodded.

They sat on the couch and after a while it was a little awkward because no one said anything.

A half hour later Abby was back with food.

"Okay, I pretty much got everything they had. Liv, I got you a Belgian waffle with strawberry and whipped cream and a whole bunch of bacon. Everybody else, fend for yourselves, I got you guys egg sandwiches."

Abby handed Olivia a paper box with her food and then placed the bag of food on the table.

"Help yourselves everyone."

Olivia opened the box and looked at the food in front of her.

"I'm not really hungry,"

"Are you sure?"

"Mhmm," she said quickly.

She took a deep breath and then started breathing quickly.

She was beginning to have very frequent anxiety attacks.

"Liv are you okay?" Fitz asked.

"I-I need to be alone."

Fitz looked to Abby, Huck and Harrison.

"Can you give us a minute?"

"Sure," Abby answered reluctantly.

They left quickly leaving Fitz and Olivia alone again.

He caressed her cheek and took her hands in his.

"Hey, you're okay, you're safe. I know it's gonna be hard to feel normal again-"

Tom burst into the room.

"Mr. President-"

"Does no one knock?"

"Sorry sir but you need to come, we have a situation."

"A situation? How bad is it?"

"It needs your immediate attention sir."

Fitz sighed.

"Tom give me one second,"

Tom exited quickly.

"I'm so sorry Liv, I have to go take care of this."

He said as he stood up from his chair.

"You're leaving?"

"I'm sorry-"

"Of course you're leaving."

"I'll be back as soon as I can. I'm so sorry."

He kissed on the forehead and then rushed out quickly to Tom.

"What the hell happened Tom?"

"Sir, militants stormed the Iraqi military base, they tried to rescue Farrokh."

"What? When?"

"The report came in moments ago."

"They still have him right?"

"Yes sir."

At this point they were rushing to the car.

"Any casualties on our side?"

"No sir, though there were some injuries."

"Thank god. I want him transferred here now and I need you to make sure all the top intelligence agents are waiting for me in the situation room. I need them to find someone..."

Once Abby saw Fitz rush out of the room, she went in.

"Liv what's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Okay well, I'm gonna hang here with you, if you wanna talk or anything."

"I'm fine."

"Okay but I just want to cheer you up so if you need anything, just let me know."

I'm fine," she said curtly.

She could see the disappointment in Abby face.

"Actually you can tell me what's been going on since I've been gone."

She sniffled and wiped her eyes and tried to smile.

"Really?" Abby said excitedly.

"Yeah, what have I missed?"

"Well first, I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you there, I was so scared I thought that if I was able to get help that they would find you but I was wrong and I'm sorry that they hurt you and I don't want to bring up anything you don't want to talk about, I've just been feeling so guilty that I just haven't been able to stand to even look at myself."

"Abby, I just want to forget this whole thing happened and I can't do that but I can try. I don't want you feeling guilty for doing what I asked you to because the only other option would be that you would have been killed, I don't want you feeling sorry for me either, I just want you to help me feel normal again, can you do that for me?"

Abby smiled with tears in her eyes.

"Okay you want normal?"

"Yeah."

"Okay well I started dating Paul again."

"What?" she said softly, but still shocked.

Abby laughed.

"I'm just kidding that was a test."

Olivia smiled.

"The apartment is disgusting by the way, everything's been so crazy…"

Abby, Huck and Harrison talked Olivia's ear off for hours, more so Harrison and Abby than Huck. Dr. Jennings also spent a great deal of time talking with her and by the time Fitz came back to the hospital it was almost midnight.

Abby was sitting on the bed polishing Olivia's toes. He smiled at the sight.

"Hey Liv, are you still angry with me?"

He said as he walked over to her bed.

"I wasn't angry with you."

He smiled and handed her a pink box.

"I got you some cupcakes. I think you'll like them, I ate one on my way here, it was good."

He kissed her on the cheek.

Abby's mouth dropped open and curved into a smile as she gave Olivia a wink. Huck and Harrison were sleeping on the couch completely oblivious to what was going on.

"What happened earlier?" Olivia asked him.

"Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about sweetheart."

Fitz sat in the chair beside her bed.

"So can I get my toes done too."

Olivia smiled, it was the first time he'd seen her smile since she woke up, it was a small smile but a smile nonetheless. It made him smile.

"What color?"

"Well I'm a republican so red, I know Gabbygail doesn't like that."

"Did you just call me 'Gabbygail'?"

"Gabbygail, that's what I'm gonna call you from now on okay."

"Haha so funny," Abby said with a chuckle.

Olivia smiled as Abby finished up her pedicure.

"All done, don't mess them up," Abby warned.

"Okay."

Olivia laid with her legs hanging of the bed so the polish on her toenails could dry. A few moments later, Abby was curled up asleep on the end of her bed.

"It's after midnight Livie, aren't you tired, you didn't sleep last night."

"I'm not tired."

"Are you sure Olivia?"

"I'm not tired, I'm sure."

"I'm sorry I had to leave today."

"You're the president, it's fine."

Fitz could sense that she was disappointed.

"Did you eat anything after I left?"

"I wasn't hungry."

"Liv, you've been back for almost a week now and I haven't seen you eat anything."

"I don't have to eat anything Fitz, I have a needle in my arm that's giving me food."

"You wouldn't need that if you ate something."

She didn't answer.

"How are you feeling?"

She started to get teary eyed.

"I just spent almost three months in hell. I can't imagine anything worse happening to me than what happened there and just want to feel normal."

"You're not eating or sleeping, that's not normal."

"I- just, I'm trying, I can't sleep because everytime I close my eyes I'm feel like I'm there again."

He took her hand and kissed it.

"I hate it when you're in pain, just let me know what you need me to do for you and I'll try my best to do it okay. I love you so much and I just want you to feel safe again."

The tears streamed down her face as she smiled.

"I love you too."

"Enough to eat one of those cupcakes…"

She sighed.

"Okay, I'll try one."

Fitz smiled widely and opened the box on her lap.

"There is vanilla, red velvet and chocolate, which one?"

She pretended to think about her choices.

"Vanilla."

He picked up a vanilla cupcake and put it at her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and bit a small piece.

"Yum," he teased.

There was a small amount of icing on her nose. He wiped it off.

"Was it good?"

"Yeah."

"Do you want the rest of the cupcake."

"no."

Fitz chuckled.

"Okay, well at least you had a little."

He was beyond tired and as hard as he tried to stay up he couldn't and after a few hours of talking about his son Gerry and Kenna and other mundane things that Olivia seemed interested in hearing, he was knocked out.

He held her hand as he slept and Olivia stayed up all night listening to him snore lightly and watching him sleep.