Olivia laid in her bathtub, surrounded by warm water and bubbles. Almost an hour after being given an evaluation and cleared by the base's doctor she was able to get some time to herself. As she laid in the tub, she thought about everything that happened on the island. She still couldn't believe she took that step with him and she still didn't know whether to congratulate or kick herself. She was waiting to see how he would treat her once they were back at the base before she made that judgement.
She was hoping to go home and take some time away from everyone, to regroup. There wasn't much time left before everything was suppose to go down and she need to be clear about her feelings for him before that happened.
She eventually fell asleep in the tub and woke up a little later when her room bell rang.
She stretched and stood up then took her time getting out of the tub, she still didn't feel like herself and that nagging pain she felt in her lower abdomen from sex was still lingering.
She wrapped her towel robe around her body and went to answer her door. It was Fitz.
He looked like his usual self, freshly shaven, hair combed and wearing black long sleeve and black pants.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
She stepped aside and let him in and then went to sit on her bed. The first thing Fitz saw were her wet legs and he felt the urge to cover them up so he could focus and ask her what he meant to ask her.
It was awkward because neither knew what to say to the other, now that they were back in familiar territory.
Olivia cleared her throat.
"So, uhm, I want to go home, just for a day, I just, I really need to get out of here."
He smiled because he'd planned to take her away anyways.
"Get dressed, I'll get the plane ready."
"Really, you're letting me leave?"
"I'm taking you."
She smiled.
"Get dressed and meet me in bay 08 in 20 minutes."
"Okay."
Fitz left and Olivia quickly dried herself and got dressed in black leggings and a t shirt and a pair of flip flops. She grabbed her Chanel bag and headed off to meet Fitz in the bay.
She found him standing by a small jet.
"To New York we go," she said as she walked up to him, "by the way, please don't crash again."
"Shut up," he joked.
She walked up the steps and into the cockpit of the two passenger plane and proceeded to strap herself in. Fitz joined her shortly after and strapped himself in as well.
They took off shortly after on the southern runway. Once they reached high altitude, Olivia relaxed into her seat.
"Do they know who shot us down?" she asked.
"Don't worry about it, we always find out, sooner or later."
"Who's in charge when you're not there?"
"Akio, he's second in command and acting commander when I'm absent."
"Who'd win in a fight, you or him?" she asked curiously.
"The record stands, 8-6, I've won 8 times, he's won 6."
"You've lost 6 fights against him?"
"Yes, he's a tough motherfucker. He kicked my ass every single time."
Olivia laughed.
"So how's your chest, what did they do to it?"
"Stitches."
"Does it still hurt?"
"A little."
"Didn't they give you pain medication?"
"I don't take pain medication and the worst pain is gone anyways."
"Why don't you like to take pain medication?"
"I like to know where on my body hurts and I don't want to get dependent pills on either."
"So when you're in pain you just take it, you don't do anything to stop it from hurting?"
"When I'm in pain I smoke a joint and drink a beer then I go to sleep, that usually helps."
"Well that's one way, I suppose."
"How are you?"
"I'm okay, happy to not be stranded anymore. The first thing I plan to do when I get to New York is to get a chip butty and a latte. I just want to sleep in my own bed."
He chuckled because she wasn't going to New York and he wondered how she would react once she knew.
After three hours, they were cruising over pacific ocean, he was waiting on clearance to land at the Los Angeles international airport. Olivia still had no idea what was going on, she had fallen asleep an hour earlier.
"U.S. navy aircraft 34-2145n you are cleared for landing on runway 12."
Fitz signaled that he got the notice and then flew inland and proceeded to land the plane.
Once he landed, he nudged Olivia to wake her up.
"Liv, wake up."
He checked his watch, it was after 11pm.
"Liv."
She sat up, slightly disoriented.
"We've arrived."
He opened the hatch so they could exit the plane. They had airport personnel waiting for them on the ground. Fitz helped Olivia out first and then he followed.
"Welcome to LAX, general, good to see you again," one man said.
Olivia raised her eyebrow in confusion.
"LAX, we're supposed to be a JFK?"
"I took a pit stop."
"What?"
Fitz pulled out his specialize military id which allowed him to easily pass through customs with any one of his delta members.
"Thank you General," the other man said, "we can escort you to check out now."
Fitz nodded and followed behind the men with Olivia.
"Why are we in LA?"
"You said you wanted to see Beverly Hills, I'm going to show you."
"Don't you have to get back to the base?"
"No, the doctors suggested I take a few days off to heal, I decided to take those days at my home. We'll spend a few days here then I'll take you to New York, how does that sound?"
"I don't really have a choice, do I?"
"No, you do, if you don't want to stay I can turn around and fly you to New York right now, it's up to you."
Olivia took a second to think about it.
"I'll stay but I don't have clothes or anything."
"We can buy some tomorrow."
"Alright."
Fitz smiled and turned back towards the two men.
They quickly went through customs, Fitz showed his id and Olivia showed her passport and then within 15 minutes, they were out of the airport.
As they stood on the taxi curb, Fitz pulled out his cell.
"We're outside, do you see us...okay."
He hung up and put his phone back in his pocket. A black mercedes sedan pulled up moments later and slightly chubby, short hispanic man with long hair pulled into a ponytail stepped out.
"Fitz, what's up man?"
He walked over and embraced Fitz in a half hug.
"Nothing, you look good man, you growing, getting taller," Fitz teased.
"Fuck you."
He flipped Fitz the finger and then waved to Olivia.
"Hi, I'm Lucky."
"I'm Olivia."
Lucky smiled and turned back to Fitz.
"How's Zeus?"
"Good, couldn't take him this time."
"And Scott?"
"He's fine."
Fitz held the backdoor of the car open for Olivia and then got in beside her, Lucky went back to the driver's seat and took off.
They drove in silence for a while, Olivia stationed herself at the window. She'd never been to Los Angeles and she was excited to see where Fitz was from.
"Lucky, how do you know Fitz, because I know him and I'm trying to wrap my head around the fact that he has other friends?"
Lucky laughed.
"I'm nice," Fitz added in his own defense.
"He has no friends, that's why he has me," Lucky teased.
"Eat a dick."
Lucky laughed again.
"So, what's been going on with you since I last saw you."
"My girlfriend left me."
"That sucks," Fitz remarked.
"I got kicked out of my apartment."
"Wow."
"Yea and my dad got deported."
Fitz chuckled and Olivia slapped him on his arm.
"That's not funny," she scolded.
"Please, Olivia, I'm used to this asshole."
"No, I'm sorry, it's just- that's pretty fucked up," said Fitz.
"You're loco man but on the bright side I'm having sex with your maid in your house every night so that's makes me feel better."
"Who Veronica, isn't she married?" Fitz asked.
"Yep."
"Congratulations man-"
Olivia stared at him, scolding him.
"-I mean, shame on you, you need better morals, how dare you have sex with a married woman who is willing to have sex with you," Fitz turned to Olivia and smiled, "saved it."
"No, not really."
Lucky laughed and wondered who Olivia was to Fitz.
"So Olivia, where are you from, Australia, England, Scotland, it all sounds the same to me?"
Lucky had a slight spanish accent when he spoke.
"I was born in New York but I grew up in England and now I'm back in New York. Where are you from?"
"Me, I was born in Mexico but I came here with my family when I was 10, been here ever since."
"What part of Mexico?" Olivia asked.
"Mexico city, what part of England are you from?"
"London. How did you meet Fitz?"
"Are you sure you want to know?" Lucky asked.
"Yes."
"I was a valet for Philippe's and Benihana's a few years back, every few months, Fitz used to come by every night for maybe a week few with a few different girls, sometimes two at once, these valley girls don't play. He seems like a dick but he can be every nice, he used to tip me a hundred dollar bill every time I saw him so I fell in love with him."
Olivia laughed.
"One night we were talking while we we're waiting for one of the other valets to bring his car around and this obnoxious rich dick, no offense Fitz cause I know you're one-"
Fitz chuckled.
"This guy was being a real dick because his car was taking to long to come around and he decided to take it out on me, I didn't want to lose my job so I couldn't really curse him out the way I wanted to but Fitz stood up for me, told him to fuck off and the guy backed off because I guess when your like 6'4 and jacked and also the governor's son people don't tell you to fuck off back. Anyhow, that's when I realized he was cool as fuck and we've been friends ever since."
"Wow and you drive a Mercedes now so I guess you had the last laugh with that guy who was being rude to you."
"Oh no, this is Fitz's car."
"Oh- sorry, I just thought-"
"It's cool, since he's away working most of the time he lets me drive his cars and stay at his house a few times a week just to make sure that burglars aren't breaking in and the gardener and pool guy doesn't steal shit. It works out for me because when girls see a fine hombre like myself driving a Maserati, all the panites drop."
Olivia laughed.
"Lucky for you."
"Ah you get it, you get the name, I'm Lucky man, I can't complain."
"So what's your real name?" Olivia asked.
"Oh, I don't usually tell people my government-"
"Your government?" Olivia asked confused.
"That means his full name," Fitz interjected, "his name is Bonifacio, his mom thought it was exotic."
Olivia laughed.
"Come on man, it's Lucky. Olivia please call me Lucky."
"I will," Olivia said with a smile.
Time flew, after just under an hour's drive, they were pulling into Fitz beverly hillside home.
It was huge, too big for a single man. Two story, with mostly glass paneling with brown wood floors and white concrete walls, a very modern and minimal design. The yard was big as well.
The gate opened automatically and as Lucky drove in, Olivia could see the gorgeous view of the city. Lucky parked the car in the yard, where there were three other cars, a Range Rover, a Maserati and a Lamborghini, all of them jet black.
Fitz opened the car door and stepped out and then took Olivia's hand and helped her out as well. She walked past the infinity pool leading out to the view of the city.
"Liv," Fitz called from the front door of the house.
She made her way over to him and Lucky.
"Bye Lucky, I'll see you in three days."
"Come on man, you've got like six bedrooms in there and I also got kicked out of my apartment."
"Stay with your mom."
"Fine but I'm taking in the benz,"
"No, take your car, I'm going out in the day tomorrow and I need it."
It was then that Olivia noticed an old nissan parked near the bushes.
"Fine, I'll see you on Sunday for football. Bye Olivia."
"I can't play soccer right now, I got my chest scratched up."
"I don't care if you got your dick scratched up, I'll see you at 10am," Lucky said, ignoring him.
"You gonna pick me up?" Fitz asked.
"No meet me by the field and by the way my mom said you should come over on Sunday for dinner, you know she loves you man."
"Okay," Fitz replied.
Fitz opened the door and stepped aside so Olivia could walk in, he followed behind her then closed it. The inside was huge, so much of the wall was glass that she'd already seen it from outside. Like she imagined, there was nothing personal about the decor, in fact she was sure he didn't even design it. It was modern, minimal, all the furniture was dark wood except for the sofa which was white, so were the rugs.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
"Uhm, not really."
"I'm really tired, so I'm gonna go to bed, if you wanna stay up, I have cable and internet, the wifi password is in the computer desk, the fridge should be fully stocked if you get hungry."
"Alright, goodnight."
"Night."
Fitz walked up the floating wooden staircase and disappeared on the second floor.
Olivia wondered what she should do, she slept during the day and she also slept on the flight so she wasn't tired, she also wasn't hungry but decided to eat something anyways.
She kicked off her flip flops and rested her purse on the entrance table then she walked to the living room. There was a huge flat screen tv in front of the couch. She took the remote, turned it on and began flipping through the channels until she found on of her favorite movies, 'Pretty Woman' but it was almost finished, luckily Fitz had tivo so she was able to rewind it to the beginning.
As the opening credits played, she walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge to find something to eat. There was a tray of beer so she took one and then she look in the cupboard and found potato chips and then headed back to the sofa.
Two movies later, she fell asleep on the couch.
The next morning when Fitz woke up, he realized that Olivia wasn't beside him on the bed. He wondered if she slept in another room and got up to go find her. He checked all the bedrooms upstairs and when she wasn't in any of them he headed downstairs. As he walked down the stairs he heard the tv and then saw Olivia sleeping on the couch, wrapped up in the throw blanket.
He turned off the tv and wrapped up the potato chips and placed it back in the cupboard and threw the empty bottle of beer away then proceeded to make himself a pot of coffee. Once the coffee machine finished brewing the cup, he left a little in the pot for Olivia if she wanted some and then walked back over to Olivia who was still fast asleep.
He wanted to wake her up but thought that would be obnoxious so he headed back upstairs to finish his coffee and shower.
Halfway through his cup of coffee he was seriously rethinking his decision to not wake her. He turned on his stereo system and played smooth alternative rock, loud enough for her to hear it hoping it would wake her. It did.
Olivia heard music emanating from all corners of the house and found it hard to sleep so she got up. She stretched and stood up, she figured Fitz must have been awake since the music was playing so she went to find him. She headed upstairs and the first room she came across was the master bedroom. There was a glass wall facing outside, a huge freshly slept in California king bed, a nightstand with a lamp on both sides of the bed, a large standing mirror, a rug and door to his closet, other than that the room was pretty barren for the large amount of space he had. Another thing she noticed was how cold it was, substantially colder than the other parts of the house. She turned to head out only to bump into Fitz's chest.
"Oops, I'm sorry."
He was brushing his teeth so he shrugged as if to let her know it was no big deal. She watched as he pulled off his watch and threw it on the bed and then headed back to the bathroom, she followed him.
The bathroom was completely white with marble tiles. There was a white tub on one side of the room and a clear glass door shower on the other side, there were also two bathroom sinks.
"Do you have a new toothbrush and a washcloth so I can take a shower?"
Fitz opened the door to the bathroom vanity and took out a new toothbrush and washcloth for her, then he walked to the bathroom closet and took out a towel for her to dry off once she was done.
She went to the other sink to brush her teeth and wash her face, Fitz finished a little before she did and walked over to the shower and turned on the faucet.
He pulled off his white t shirt and then his pajama bottoms, he wore no underwear underneath and then got into the shower.
She watched him, with every move he made his muscles flexed, all she could remember was their night in the tent and more so the next morning in the lagoon which was substantially more enjoyable for her, mostly because it was less painful.
The more the thought about it, the bolder she became and decided to join him in the shower, after all, he wouldn't have stripped naked in front of her and went inside a clear glass shower where she could see everything if he didn't want her to join him.
She began undressing.
When Fitz saw her, he smiled, he had been hoping she would get the message.
Once she was fully naked, she walked over and opened the glass door to the shower. Fitz stood blocking her path, with water dripping down his face.
"Can I come in?" she asked.
"That depends.."
"On?"
"Whether or not you want to start the morning off with a bang."
She chuckled, getting his not so subtle hint.
"Do you have a condom?"
"No, it's in my nightstand."
She grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her naked body and then walked to his room. She looked in the drawers of his nightstand and found a box of magnum condoms. She took one and then headed back to the bathroom. She dropped her towel at the shower door and stepped in.
She handed the condom to Fitz, he ripped it opened and then slipped it on his now erect penis.
He grabbed her and lifted her in the air and backed her up against the wall. He did it so suddenly that she couldn't help but squeal delightfully.
He pressed his lips down against hers, with his fingers gently pressed around her throat. Fitz picked her leg up over his arm. He spit on his fingertips and rubbed it in between her legs to moistened her up before he slid his tip in slowly and then began pumping into her as he kissed her up against the wall.
The moment he was inside her, he began panting uncontrollably.
"Do not cum, hold it, hold it," he kept saying to himself. He'd never been with a virgin before and he was still getting used how tight she was, he was trying and seemingly failing to hold back his orgasm.
He had to pull out and then he let her leg down.
"What's wrong?" she asked slightly out of breath and confused.
"Nothing babygirl."
Fitz kissed her and turned her around, he needed less friction, if that was possible.
He braced her up against the wall and then wrapped his arms around her body, planting his palm around her breasts.
"You're going to make me cum so fucking quick baby," he said said as he kissed her neck.
She blushed, she was still getting used to him in that way.
He pulled her body closer to his and then entered her again, thrusting at a substantially slower pace.
"Yesss," she moaned softly, barely loud enough for Fitz to hear.
Fitz reached down and pressed his middle finger against her clit and rubbed slow, deep circles.
"Ahhhh-" she choked out before he bit her lip to shut herself up.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked.
"No-no-no," she said frantically.
"You want me to keep you fucking nice and slow, like this?"
She nodded with her eyes closed.
He moved his hand from her breast and intertwined it with hers while he kept his other hand on her clit. He could tell she close.
"I want you to tell me when you're cuming for me okay?" he whispered breathlessly.
"Mhhmm..… I'm cuming," she panted softly.
He moved his hand from her clit and locked both her hands against her chest so she had no choice but to succumb to the full force of her orgasm, she couldn't worm or squirm her way out of it. He continued pumping into her, never quickened or slowed pace until his orgasm took him.
"Fuck-," he cursed as he came.
This time he didn't have to fret about pulling out because they had a condom.
He ran his hands up her body, taking his time to appreciate her curves and the softness of her skin and then he pulled out and he turned her around slowly and continued kissing her.
He slipped off the condom and absently threw it on the floor in the shower and he walked then over to the faucet so they could bathe.
Once they were finished, she stepped out with Fitz in tow and then grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body, Fitz wrapped his towel around his waist and then led her to the bedroom.
Once she got into the bedroom, she went straight to the bed and plopped down lazily on the fluffy white comforter. Fitz walked over and sat beside her.
"What do you want to do today?"
She sighed.
"I had planned to get my hair done and maybe go to the spa because I feel like a total caveman but that was if you'd taken me to New York like you said you would, now I don't know what to do," she said playfully.
"We can still do all of that," he sat up, "get dressed, we can grab some breakfast and then walk down Rodeo drive and you can figure out exactly what you want to do."
"You'll take me to get all primped up."
"Yeah, unless you want me to hire a tour guide and then they can take you."
She hit his arm.
"Don't be a smart ass."
He smiled and stood up.
"Get ready."
He walked into his closet and threw on some navy blue chinos, a white t shirt and black slides. Olivia stood by his closet door, watching him get dressed.
"See something you like?" He asked as he dried his hair in the mirror.
She smiled and turned to head to the bathroom. As she was walking, Fitz snuck up behind her and picked her and threw her on the bed.
"FITZ!" She screamed.
He laughed and laid on top of her and pinned her hands above her head and then he kissed her lips. In the midst of all of that, her towel opened.
He kissed her neck and then kissed down her chest and over nipples.
"Mmm," she moaned softly.
He continued kissing down her stomach and then down her inner thigh, just to tease her and then he stood up.
"Get dressed," he said again.
She sat up and covered herself with the towel and then she walked to the bathroom and dressed in her leggings and t shirt. She combed her wet hair into a messy bun and lotioned her skin and used some of Fitz deodorant and then went looking for him.
She found him in the kitchen.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
"Yep."
"Um, what time is it?" She asked.
"Almost 10."
The front door opened and a small Latino woman with jet black hair walked in. She looked to be in her 30's.
"Good morning, Fitz, I didn't know you'd be back this weekend."
"Hey Veronica, how's the family, how's your husband? How's Lucky, have you two been getting along."
Olivia almost broke out into a laugh, it was so painfully obvious that he knew Veronica was sleeping with Lucky that she was embarrassed.
"Good, they've been good," she said awkwardly.
Fitz chuckled, succeeding in making it as awkward as he'd hoped.
"This is Olivia."
"Hello Olivia," Veronica greeted.
"Hi Veronica, it's so nice to meet you," Olivia said with a smile.
"Okay Vee, we're gonna head out, uh, you don't have to stay here all day, probably do a half day or whatever."
Veronica nodded, "thanks."
"Come on Liv, let's go."
The moment they stepped out the door Olivia elbowed him in his side.
"You're such a dick."
He laughed and threw his arm over her shoulder as they walked to his Benz. He opened the door for her and then walked over to the other side and got in. He opened the gate with the remote control and then pulled out and headed down the hill.