Fitz knocked on Olivia's door and within seconds he heard the patter of her tiny feet approaching the door. He had a key but he hardly used it because he loved seeing her open the door with a huge smile on her face.

"It's almost 12, I really didn't think you were gonna come, you said you weren't."

He smiled and stepped in.

"I didn't think I was either but I also didn't want to sleep alone tonight so here I am."

She puckered her lips for a kiss and Fitz happily obliged, leaning down to give her a soft kiss on the lips. He kicked his shoes off and Olivia helped him take his suit jacket off.

"I'm glad you came, I'm binge watching Martin."

"Martin, is that a show, I've never heard of it before."

She giggled.

"I think you'll love it, it's hilarious. Why don't you change into something more comfortable and I'll fix you something to eat in the meantime."

"Thank you baby."

Fitz headed to the bathroom and took a quick shower before changing into his pajamas and meeting Olivia in the kitchen. She was standing by the kitchen counter with her back turned to him. He stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and kiss the crook of her neck. She made a low humming sound, almost a moan but not quite, regardless it was one of pleasure.

Fitz looked down at the counter, he realized she finished making the sandwich and was eating some of it and apparently she made the humming sound because she was enjoying the sandwich so much.

"Hey?"

She turned around with a mouth full of the turkey sandwich she made for him. She smiled and finished chewing and then swallowed.

"What? All the kings have taste testers."

"Yeah but not from the people who make the food," he said with a chuckle.

She picked up his sandwich and fed it to him. He took a huge bite and swallowed.

"Oh shit, it's really good."

She chuckled and grabbed his plate.

"Come on let's go,"

She pulled him over to the couch and once he sat she handed him his plate then she sat beside him and threw her legs over his lap then she turned up the volume on the tv.

Fitz took a bite of his sandwich and pulled her closer to him and settled into the couch.

"So what's the premise of the show?" He asked to get a little insight.

"It's a sitcom, Martin and Gina are together, their friends are Tommy, Pam and Cole and basically it's just them navigating everyday scenarios oh and they have a neighbor named sheneneh, it's absolutely hilarious."

Fitz smiled and turned his attention back to the tv.

They only watched a couple episodes because it was getting to the wee hours of the morning and Olivia was mindful that he had a full day of work in the morning.

Olivia practically had to drag Fitz out of the couch to get him to go to bed, he insisted on watching one more episode and when she obliged and let him, he insisted on another so turned the tv off and dragged him to the bedroom. They were both tired so they fell asleep effortlessly in their comfortable spooning position.

Around 5 in the morning Fitz felt shuffling on the bed and woke up. Olivia was having a nightmare and was tossing and turning.

"Please don't hurt me," she mumbled barely loud enough for Fitz to hear.

He tried tapping her to wake her up but she seemed to still be very deep in her sleep.

"Please, I can't breathe."

She started crying in her sleep and Fitz shook her harder to wake her up.

"Come on Liv, wake up."

He shook her again and he didn't stop until she jump up out of her sleep. She was hyperventilating and terrified and immediately Fitz tried to calm her down.

"Liv, I'm here, it was just a nightmare."

She stared around blankly for a moment and then she hopped off the bed clumsily.

"Liv?"

She didn't answer, she just started crying hysterically. Fitz instinctively ran to her side and tried to calm her down but should wouldn't let him touch her.

"Where were you?"

Fitz shook his head, slightly confused.

"Liv what do you-"

"Where were you Fitz?" She said as she continued to sob, "I needed you."

"Liv I'm sorry."

He reached out and tried to console her.

"Don't touch me."

She wiped her eyes and tried to walk quickly out of the room.

"Livie please talk to me," Fitz said as he tried to stop her.

He'd seen her have nightmares before but this wasn't a nightmare, it was a full terror episode.

As Olivia rushed out of the room and Fitz followed, he could see that she was heading straight to the bathroom and after what happened in New York, he didn't trust her to be by herself in the bathroom, not in her condition.

"No, you are not going in there by yourself."

Fitz stepped in front of her, blocking the bathroom door. Olivia was still a little despondent and crying and she seemed indifferent to anything Fitz had to say.

She didn't respond she just tried to push past him aggressively and when he wouldn't budge she started hitting him chest out of frustration. Fitz grabbed her hands and held them in place in an attempt to calm her down but she only got more agitated.

"Let me go," she began screaming.

"You remember what happened the last time you went into the bathroom like this. I'm not letting you go in there."

"Let me go please Fitz," she was still trying the wry herself free of him.

"Only if you promise to calm down and talk to me."

"Fitz let me go now."

"No," he said firmly.

She was beginning to panic because she was feeling helpless and she wasn't strong enough to fight him so she did the only thing she could think of to get free, she hit him squarely in his balls with her knee.

Fitz instantly fell to the floor and let out a loud wail. Olivia rushed past him and locked herself in the bathroom.

Tom and the other agents came rushing in when they heard Fitz howl out in pain, they had been rather quiet up until that point.

"Mr. President," Tom yelled as he ran over.

"Tom get her out of there!"

Fitz laid in the floor, holding his groin, writhing in pain.

"Sir, what happened?" asked Tom.

"I'm fine, just open that door and get her out!"

Tom instructed three of the agents to open the door and he immediately went over to the bathroom and proceeded to bang loudly on the door.

"Ms. Pope we need you to exit the bathroom immediately," they ordered sternly.

They continued banging on door. Fitz was trying to figure out how to get her out but he couldn't think straight because he was in so much pain.

"Leave me alone," she screamed.

Fitz signaled for the agents to step back.

"Olivia please open the door," he begged.

She didn't respond.

"Tom open that door," Fitz commanded.

"Yes sir."

"Charles, get a chef knife from the kitchen," Tom ordered.

Charles quickly ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and brought it back to Tom. Tom took the knife and jammed it between the latch bolt and the strike plate, after a few attempts he was able to force the door open. Fitz stood up slowly and limped into the bathroom.

She was laying in the dry bathtub with her eyes closed but he knew she wasn't sleeping.

"Olivia, what happened to you?"

She didn't respond, she just laid still in the tub with her eyes closed, he knew she was awake because he could see her eyes moving.

He waited and waited and still there was no response. After a while Tom came and offered him ice which he took gratefully.

It didn't take Olivia very long to fall asleep in the tub. He waited for a little while before he picked her up and brought her back to her bed and covered her with her blanket.

It was heartbreaking to hear everything she said, he knew now that she didn't fully forgive him for everything that happened when she was taken and while he hoped they would be able to talk about it sooner, it would have to wait until the evening because he had a busy day including a meeting with the British prime minister and there was no way he could get out of it.

He sat on the ground icing his groin, consumed by his thoughts until the dawn light began to peer through the windows. Realizing it was soon time to leave he went to shower and dress. He hoped Olivia would wake up before he left but she didn't so he instructed Tom to keep a guard close by just so he could have updates in her throughout the day to keep his mind at ease.

When Olivia woke up later in the morning, everything that took place during the early morning came rushing back to her. Most of the things that she said, she didn't mean, she was just freaked out by her nightmare. She knew Fitz must've felt terrible and she wanted to talk to him but she was also embarrassed and worried he might be angry after what she did to him.

She slowly crawled out of bed and headed to the bathroom but she was surprised to find an agent standing right outside her door.

"Uhm what's going on?"

"Good morning Ms. Pope."

"Why are you in my apartment?"

"The president requested that I stay inside the apartment."

"Why?"

"To make sure you were safe."

"I'm fine, you don't have to stay in here."

"I have to ma'am, president's order."

Olivia stared at him awkwardly.

"I mean okay, well you don't have to stand there, you can sit."

He seemed relieved.

"Thank you ma'am."

He headed to the living room and sat in the couch quietly.

She went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth and freshened up then went back to her bedroom and dialed her therapist. She woke up so late that she missed their usual appointment time of 9am but she decided to give it a try.

"Hello Olivia, you are late," said Savannah.

"I know, I overslept, can you talk for a little bit?"

"Yes, I'm free at the moment."

"I had an episode last night, Fitz was hear, it wasn't good, after I freaked out on him pretty bad, I hit him."

"You hit him?"

"Yeah in his- private, I don't know why I did that, I wasn't thinking straight, I panicked."

"Did he do something specially to cause you to panic?"

"Well, I was trying trying to get to the bathroom but I guess he got scared maybe he thought that I might hurt myself if I went in there alone anyways he blocked the door so I couldn't get in the bathroom and I started hitting him in the chest and he held my hands and I tried to get free but I couldn't because obviously he's way stronger than I am, he wasn't holding me tightly or hurting me he was just restraining me but I still hit him in the private."

"What was his reaction?"

"I don't know, I saw him fall to the floor and then I shut myself in the bathroom. After a few minutes, his guards managed to get in, he tried talking to me but I didn't answer."

"Was he angry?"

"No, if he was angry he hid it very well because I couldn't tell."

"What triggered all of this, was it a flashback or nightmare, what was it?"

"Nightmare, a bad one, I thought I was okay, they'd been seldom since I moved here so I thought I was healing but I guess not."

"Well, you are healing but there are long term effects, this is one of them, you maybe not have regular nightmares but they won't completely go away and they will almost always be about your time in captivity unless another major traumatic event happens in your life."

"I just regret that it happened, I said some things I didn't mean and I'm not sure how I'm gonna walk them back."

"So you haven't apologized yet?"

"I'm embarrassed and I also just woke up, I want to call him, I just don't know what to say."

"You can let him know how extremely sorry you are for your behavior, stress to him that you are still working through your issues and ask for his forgiveness."

"You make it sound so easy, should I call him now?"

"It's better for you to say this in person."

"I'll call to see if he's coming by tonight, hopefully he is and I'll talk to him then."

"Let him know you need to speak with him in person so he'll know what you want to talk about."

"Thank you Savannah, you're truly a lifesaver."

She heard Savannah chuckled through the phone.

"No problem Olivia, I'll speak with you tomorrow."

Olivia hung up and immediately dialed Fitz and to her dismay, he didn't pick up. She figured he was either too busy to answer or he was too upset but either way she was gonna keep trying.

She made herself breakfast and then waited a little while before she called him again. She listened anxiously as his phone rang and then he picked up.

"Liv are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine, I know you're busy but I just needed to ask if you were coming by tonight, I wanted to talk."

"Yeah, It'll be late but I'll be there."

He didn't sound angry and she was grateful for that. Savannah told her to apologize in person but she couldn't wait that long.

"Fitz, I'm sorry that I hit you last night, I didn't mean it, I don't know what came over me but I'm really, really sorry and I'm sorry I couldn't visit Gerry during therapy, I overslept."

"It's okay baby, don't worry about it, I'm fine, Gerry's fine."

"Okay," she said softly.

"I have to run, the prime minister is waiting for me."

"Okay, go, I don't wanna hold you up, I'll see you later."

"Okay."

Olivia hung up. She couldn't decide if she felt better for worse because Fitz wasn't angry with her but she put it to the side to deal with later once she was face to face with Fitz.

She didn't want to spend the day in the house with an agent so she decided to go out and find something to do, of course he was going to follow her around but at least he would keep his distance and she could pretend she didn't know him. She threw on a pair of jeans and a t shirt and sandals, grabbed her car keys and headed out.

She stopped for lunch at a cafe down the block then she drove to Barney's to look around and kill time but she ended up spending the entire afternoon in the men's department shopping for Fitz.

She got back to her apartment after 7pm. The guard that had been watching her all day switched with another guard who stayed at his usual post outside.

She wasn't sure if Fitz would be hungry when he came over, he usually was and she wanted to be on the safe side so she ordered Italian takeout from the restaurant down the street.

She lounged around for a little while, trying to kill time until she decided to take a shower. She stripped down and turned on the faucet and stood underneath the warm water and let it cascade down her body. She stayed in the shower a lot longer than she usually did because she busy chastising herself for her episode last night.

By the time she got out of the shower and checked her phone, she realized she'd been in there for over an hour. She quickly grabbed her towel and headed out the bathroom. When she got to her bedroom and opened the door, Fitz was laying on the bed by the lamp reading a stack of papers.

She was surprised to see him because even though he didn't give her a specific time, she didn't expect him until midnight because that usually the time he came over when he worked late. He was dressed casually so she knew he showered from the White House.

"Fitz, hey, I didn't think you'd be here so early."

"Me either but my day ended earlier than I anticipated."

It was awkward, he was fully dressed, she wasn't, except for the small white towel that she held around her body that barely did it's job of covering her and in that moment she chastised herself for not replacing her useless half towels with bigger towels.

She took a deep breath and walked over to his side of the bed and stood by the night table. Realizing that she wanted to talk, he put his papers to the side and gave her his undivided attention.

"I am so sorry about last night, I woke up and I freaked out and I said things that I didn't mean at all and I hope you didn't believe them because their weren't true."

"Are you sure that's not how you really feel, if it is then we can talk about it."

She reached out and caressed his arm.

"I'm sure, when I woke up I was freaked out but I promise that's not how I feel and I'm so sorry for hitting you, that was wrong, how does it feel, is it still hurting?"

"No it's okay, don't worry about it, it isn't the first time my balls have been abused," he said with small chuckle.

She smiled.

"So you forgive me?"

"There's nothing to forgive."

She still had one hand holding her towel around her body but she used the other hand to caress Fitz cheek softly and then she leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips.

"I'm sorry, I love you," she said again softly.

Fitz smiled.

"I love you too."

She blushed.

"I'm gonna go get dressed, I'll be right back."

"Okay."

She walked into to her closet and closed the door. She shifted around her huge walk in space, looking through her sleepwear drawer. She found some black silk shorts and a matching cami and decided to go with that even though it was sexier than anything she'd worn since she came back from Iran. She was feeling both brave and timid and she wanted to see where that would take her. If she was being honest with herself, she wanted to make up with Fitz after last night and maybe her guilt was a good push for her to start getting intimate. It's not like she didn't want to have sex, her libido had been sky high she just need the courage to go forward with her feelings.

She oiled her body and sprayed just a pinch of perfume and fluffed her hair and then turned to look at her image in the mirror.

"Go and make love to your man," she said to herself, in a effort to give herself a pep talk.

She didn't put any underwear on, just her shorts and cami and then she walked out of her closet to join Fitz in the bed.

When she stepped out of her closet, Fitz looked up with his mouth slightly open then he shut it but he still stared.

She climbed into the bed and laid next to him, facing him.

"Did you eat, are you hungry? I ordered food."

"I'm not hungry for food right now."

She was no hoping he'd make the first move.

Fitz cleared his throat.

"I have to use the bathroom."

"Okay."

He got up and walked out. She waited and listened, she didn't hear him turn on the faucet or flush the toilet so she knew he wasn't using the bathroom.

She laid on the bed waiting for him to come back, she could feel herself growing wetter by the minute in anticipation of what the night could turn into.

Within a few minutes Fitz was back. He stopped and leaned against the door post.

"Fitz, are you coming to bed."

He walked back to the bed and laid on his back beside her and began reading his papers again.

Olivia laid staring at him for a few almost a minute before she noticed the tent, formed from the blanket over his erect penis.

"SHIT," Fitz said when he felt it. He through the paper to the side and got up.

"No Fitz wait."

"Just gimme one sec-"

"No, come here."

He stopped and turned around. He looked down at the erection and then looked up at her and then he walked back to her by the bed and stood directly over her. She'd told him she wasn't ready so he was confused as to where she was going.

"Kiss me."

He hesitated at first, she could see that he was mulling something over in his mind. She wasn't sure what he was thinking but somehow it fell away and he leaned down to kiss her and she opened her mouth and welcomed his tongue like a desert nomad welcomed water.

Fitz gave her a series of kisses, each one deeper and more erotic than the last and he continued until Olivia was breathlessly whimpering underneath him and his erection was so hard that painful and he was praying she didn't stop because he need release...badly.

"Take it off baby," she said breathlessly.

Fitz obeyed, leaning up to pull off his shirt and then pulled down her delicate silk shorts and then he spread her legs open so he could see her.

He usually loved teasing her but this time he didn't have the patience or discipline, after a dry spell for months, all he wanted was to be inside her.

He knelt in between her legs and then leaned over on top of her. He could hear her breathing heavily in anticipation, he freed himself from his underpants and took a deep breath.

When he entered her, slowly and sensually, she nearly screamed. Fitz closed his eyes and stood still and basked in the feeling of being inside her.

When he opened his eyes and looked down at her, her eyes were drowning in tears.

He leaned down and kissed her and as he kissed her, he slowly began thrusting, fully removing himself from her before entering her again and again. She wrapped her hands around his neck and back and held him tightly as he kissed her and thrusted into her. Her moans were stifled by his kisses but once he broke the kiss, they were loud and breathy and erratic and filled the room.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," she chanted over and over again.

He held her tighter, almost squeezing her and then he kissed her.

"I fucking love you too."

He could feel her swelling up around him and he knew she was close but he didn't go faster, he went deeper, punctuating every thrust with passion and purpose.

It didn't take long for him to send her over the edge. She could feel her body kicking into a frenzy and she arched her back and spread her legs further apart and waited for her body to fully give in to him.

"Fitz-" she cried.

"I know baby, I know, hold on, wait for me."

"I can't- I can't hold it," she said breathlessly.

Before Fitz could say another word, Olivia was writhing underneath him, holding onto him tightly with her face buried in the crook of his neck, screaming. Seconds after Olivia orgasm took her, his body was thrown into a frenzy as well.

"Fuck!" he said pointedly in her ear as he felt his seed spilling into her.

He collapsed on top of her and they both panted breathlessly.

They laid quietly for a while, Olivia ran her fingers through his hair absently and after a while their breaths were insync.

She felt Fitz shift and pull out and sit up.

"There are no words, none, for how badly I need that," he said, with relief.

Once he was out of her, she felt all his seed spilling out of her and unto the bed.

"Oh my god Fitz, how much cum did you leave inside of me."

He smiled mischievously.

"It's been a while okay."

She chuckled and rolled her eyes.

"You're such a little troublemaker," she said breathlessly.

She was still winded, her orgasm took a lot out of her.

"Oh please, you love it when I cum inside you."

"You're right, I do love it when you cum inside me."

He laid on the bed and then pulled her close to him.

"There's plenty more where that came from."

"I'm counting on it," she said seductively.

Fitz looked down at her and smiled.

"I got you some stuff today," she began.

"What stuff?"

"I stopped by the Barney's men department and I ended up getting you a few little things as recompense for kicking you in your beans. You should've seen me struggling to carry the bags back to the apartment, it was pathetic, Stewart had to help me."

Fitz laughed, he knew she went to Barney's because the agent told him but he decided to feign ignorance.

"If you couldn't carry the bags that's more than a few little things."

"I got you this really cute Canada Goose parka for the winter, some shirts and pocket squares and a really great pair of boots that I can really see you rocking this fall."

Fitz laughed.

"If you're going to buy me stuff and then make me orgasm like that because you kicked me in my silver bullets then you can kick me in them every other day. I'm sure at some point they'll stop working but it'll be worth it."

Olivia burst out in laughter.

"Silver bullets like Bob Seger and the Silver bullet band?"

"Yeah how did you know, wait of course you knew that, you're amazing."

"I won't object to your observations Fitz, they are very apt."

"Amazing and smart and gorgeous…"

He leaned over and kissed her on the lips then he slowly worked his way down her neck and chest then kissed over the silk fabric of her cami down torso and then he kissed his way back up.

Olivia loved it, she closed her eyes and relished in his kisses.

"You have to kiss me like this everyday okay."

Fitz smiled.

"Deal."

She thought she had him in a good enough place where he'd be open with her so she decided to ask him something that had been nagging her.

"Fitz do you worry that I might hurt myself again?"

He cleared his throat and shifted his body.

"Honestly I believed when you said it would never happen again but after last night I'm not so sure anymore."

"Fitz I told that won't happen again, you have to believe that."

"I know, I want too but I'd be lying if I said a part of me didn't think you were capable of doing it again."

She was silent for a while.

"Maybe we can talk to Savannah together."

"You don't mind us seeing someone together?"

"No, I think it'll be good."

He smiled.

"I'm in."

She reached up and kissed him on the cheek.

"I'll talk to Savannah and see when we can set something up."

"Okay."

"Well I'm exhausted-"

"I did that," Fitz said proudly.

She chuckled.

"I'm going to bed."

"You can only sleep if you take your top off so I can look at your boobs until I fall asleep."

"Is that an order?"

"Yes."

She smiled and pulled her cami off and threw it to the floor.

"Oh lord, welcome back Harold and Kumar, it's been too long."

Olivia laughed.

"You named my breasts?"

"Of course."

She shook her head and laughed.

"Goodnight babe, I love you."

"Gimme kiss," he ordered as he puckered his lips.

She leaned over and kiss him.

"I love you too, goodnight."

Fitz paused.

"Wait. Can I kiss Harold and kumar goodnight too."

"Fitz."

"They deserve love and attention too Olivia."

"Fine, one kiss each," she as she tried to keep a straight face and not break out into laughter.

Fitz leaned over and instead a kissing her breast, he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked it.

"OOOOH god," she said as she grabbed unto his shoulder, she was completely taken by surprise.

"You like that?" he teased.

"Yes!" she moaned.

Fitz took her nipple and sucked it again.

She shoved his hand down between her legs, demanding to be fingered. Fitz took her silent cue and licked his two fingers before he slid them in slowly and began fingering her as he sucked on her tit until he took his time removing his fingers and entered her with his penis and moved up from her breast to her lips and began kissing her.

He could begin to feel her tightening around him, a sign of her impending orgasm. She grabbed unto his ass as he moved in and out of her.

Moments later, she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding tightly. "Baby, I'm cuming," she whispered breathlessly.

Fitz thrusted forward and sent them both into a hot orgasm that left Olivia moaning breathlessly for a full minute after she came. Fitz on the other hand, was panting on top of her.

He was going to pull out when Olivia stopped him.

"No, I missed you, don't move."

He smiled, "okay but I weigh 200 pounds," he flipped her so he was on top of him, he was still inside her, "I'll suffocate you if I just lay on you," he said with a chuckle.

Olivia smiled and laid her head against his chest. He stroked her hair as they both laid quietly until they drifted off to sleep.