Around midday the next day, she heard an announcement calling all deltas to the upper deck. She arrived the same time as most of the other deltas. They formed a circle around Fitz and of course Olivia made sure she was standing farthest away and it was not lost on Fitz that she was keeping her distance.
"The mission is a quiet raid, there is a spy compound in Macedonia, they're running some sort of computer analytics hacking system targeting military bases in the area, we need to go in quietly and shut it down. We rendezvous in the afternoon at 1400 hours on deck 4, I want delta team 1 suited up and ready to go, Huck I'm counting on you copy all the information off their system so be ready, we'll go over the entrance and exit plan during transport."
Fitz signalled the end of the meeting and everyone dispersed to prepare for the mission. Olivia went to the armor room to get ready while also trying to prepare mentally for another mission when all she wanted to do was stay locked up in her room or leave the base entirely, preferably the latter.
It was awkward the way he ignored her, he never spoke directly to her, he never looked directly at her, it was as if she didn't exist and what bothered her even more was how indifferent he seemed, as if it didn't bother him one bit. If she was being honest, it wounded her pride to watch him act as if she didn't matter.
At 2pm, she went to deck 4 to meet up with the team. They boarded the jet, went over the entrance plan, positions, what each person was to do during the mission and the exit strategy. After a 3 hour flight, they were flying over the Macedonian airspace, nearing their target location.
"THREE MINUTES FROM TARGET LOCATION, PREPARE TO DISENGAGE TRANSPORT," one of the pilots said over the pa system.
Everyone stood up, preparing for the drop from the plane.
"Commander, can you lead us off with a prayer," Scott teased.
Fitz didn't strike her as someone who prayed so she was curious to see what he would do.
Fitz cleared his throat and bowed his head, "Whatever deity guides my life, dear Lord, don't let me die tonight, But if I shall before I wake what shall I say but 'I accept my fate'."
Scott laughed, "Fucking Jay-Z, that was his best album, that's not debatable."
"I know right," Fitz said, jokingly.
It was then that Olivia realized he didn't actually pray, he just recited Jay-Z lyrics. She rolled her eyes and put her mask on. Both her and Abby attached each other's bungee cord to their body harness and then braced for the drop.
"30 seconds out," the pilot announced.
"HELL YEA!" Scott yelled.
"HELL YEA," everyone repeated, except Olivia.
"Everyone in position," Fitz said then he tapped his earpiece and spoke into it, "Disengaging transport, ready for the drop?"
Two crew members were standing, guarding the control panels in the plane.
"Ready for the drop," the pilot replied.
"GO, GO, GO, GO, GO," the working crew said as they opened the hatch door under their feet and they dropped 30 feet from the plane and landed on the ground with a soft thud of their boots, on the dirt yard.
They stormed the building. Since there were no trees on the ground, Olivia's position was at the rear of the team, guarding their back incase anyone tried to attack from behind.
They were met by gunfire with Fitz, Akio, Mellie and Scott at the forefront, they went into a head on fight with the men guarding the building. Huck, Harrison and Anton went straight for the computers to copy all the hacked information.
The mission was almost over when a group of heavily armed men stormed the building from the rear. They immediately swarmed Olivia, who was closest to them. She felt three hard stings in her bullet proof vest before she was able to discharge her gun, shooting two of the men.
She screamed, but already, the team was rushing to her.
"Cherno Diablo, Slattern, hurry," Scott yelled into his earpiece, calling Anton, Huck and Harrison.
The man that was closest to Olivia slammed her into the wall, face first and then stepped back to pull his gun on her but before he could attack her again she shot him in the leg with her small handgun and that was when he lost his balance and fell on her against the wall, gripping his hands around her throat tightly as he screamed in pain.
"You fucking bitch," he screamed in a heavy eastern european accent as he choked her.
"Hold on Vision, I'm coming," Jake yelled.
Her throat was on fire, he was squeezing so tight no matter how hard she tried there was no way to get air into her lungs. She struggled to bring the gun up to shot him somewhere that was fatal, she wrestled and brought the gun up to his neck and as soon as the gun went off, Jake was in between them.
"Romeo, watch your back," Fitz yelled, taking down the masked man that attempted to shoot Jake in the back.
Olivia stumbled to the ground and by the time she regained her balance and stood up, clawing at her throat because it burned so much, it was over. All the men were down.
Months ago she couldn't imagine actually killing someone herself, now, it seemed like regular order.
"Are you okay?" Jake asked, before everyone else.
"I-I'm alright," she uttered hoarsely, holding her throat.
"Got it," Huck yelled as he ran towards them.
"Okay, let's go, let's go, let's go," Fitz said quickly.
By the time they got back to the plane and took off, Olivia's adrenaline died down, she began to feel more pain. Her armor had stopped the bullets however it still stung badly. She flexed her jaw and pulled off her mask, revealing her bruised jaw line. Her bruised neck was still hidden under her armor.
"Get some ice for her jaw," Fitz said to one of the crew members.
The crew member walked over quickly with an ice pack and handed it to her.
"Thanks," she said hoarsely to the man who handed her the ice.
"Are you okay?" Abby asked.
"Yeah," said clearing her throat.
"Yeah well, you did good, you kicked that guy's ass, he was twice your size," Jake said.
Olivia smiled faintly, "thanks," it hurt to speak.
"Look at you, with your tiny self, kicking grown men's asses, I always liked you, you know," Scott joked.
"Don't mess with her Scott, she a lot tougher than she looks," Harrison chimed in.
Everyone chuckled, except for Fitz for obvious reasons and Mellie who was annoyed.
"Ugh- she didn't do anything that special, gimme a break."
"Hater alert," Harrison said laughing.
"She's pretty ordinary if you ask me."
"Thank you," Olivia responded.
"Why, I just insulted you?" Mellie responded, perplexed.
"Did you? All I heard was 'pretty', I like to focus on only the positives in life, which I suppose Mellie, explains why I barely notice you."
Scott, Jake and Harrison began laughing too, Abby smiled not wanting to pick sides.
Once the laughter died down, no one spoke for a while, Mellie stared at Olivia, wondering why she demanded so much attention from everyone; Olivia stared at Fitz, observing that usually when she was hurt he would fawn over her but this time around he kept his distance; Fitz stared at Jake, wondering what was going between him and Olivia, Jake stared at Olivia, noticing that her and Fitz had been very distant for the past few days and wondering if maybe now she'd be open to him, he didn't know exactly what went on between them, knowing Fitz, it wasn't hard to guess but regardless, if he had a chance with her he'd take it.
When they got back to the base, Olivia went to med bay to get treated along with a few other deltas who went to tend to their bruises. When she was finished, she went back to her room.
Later in the night, after taking her bath, she heard a knock on her door and went to answer it, only to find Jake standing at her doorstep.
"Uh Hello."
"Hey," he said, standing at her door awkwardly, "I just wanted to see if you were okay, I know you're new at this but I have to admit, you handled yourself very well today."
"Yes, I've had some experience handling myself," she quipped.
Jake flushed with embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it sound weird."
"No, it's...not weird."
Jake stood there, with his hands in his pocket, leaning back and forth nervously.
"So, can I come in?"
"I'm sorry, I just don't think that's a good idea, not tonight, I-uh think I'm just going to go to bed."
"Okay, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Yeah."
Jake smiled and turned around as Olivia closed her door only to see Fitz headed his way.
"What are you doing here?" Fitz asked, as he stopped in front of Jake with Zeus by his side.
"I just came to check on Olivia," Jake responded.
"Olivia?" Fitz repeated with a raised eyebrow, "since when, since you pulled a man off of her that she'd already taken care of, some hero you are?"
"At least I was there, you saw him attack her and didn't do a damn thing to save her."
"Save her from what, she took care of herself and by the way there were three other guys heading towards her and two others heading towards Huck, and one that had a gun pointed at your head until I killed him but you were so consumed with saving the day that you didn't even notice but hey at least you impressed her right...great job."
"Are you jealous?"
Fitz chuckled.
"No, as your commander, I'm annoyed that you let a crush compromise you on an active mission," Fitz said, knowing he was being a hypocrite but he didn't care, he stepped a little closer, with Zeus growling by his side, "don't let it happen again."
Jake looked down at Zeus who was snarling at him, "seriously Zeus?"
Fitz stepped back and turned around, "goodnight Captain Ballard," Fitz said, effectively dismissing him.
He already spoke with the team in the med bay so he knew Olivia was fine, it just annoyed him that Jake was at her room. Once Jake was out of sight, Fitz walked out to the deck to smoke his joint like he'd planned to do before he saw Jake.
A week went by, Olivia should have taken the pregnancy test days earlier but didn't. Now, after days of anxiety and fretting about the possibilities, she knew it was time. It was almost 6 in the morning, she had training in a hour and she thought that was enough time to process any news she got and gathered herself to go to training.
She sat on the toilet in her robe waiting for the results. The box said to wait three minutes, Olivia waited for 20 minutes and then took a deep breath and picked up the test.
"Calm down," she said to herself, "you don't have anything to worry about."
She took another deep breath and then looked at the results, two bright lines ran across the small screen, she was pregnant.
She burst into sobs, "no, no, no, no, no, this is not happening, not right now."
She began hyperventilating, fanning her face trying to cool down because she'd suddenly felt a wave of heat rush over her, beads of sweat ran down her face. She palmed her face and tried taking deep breaths.
"Calm down, calm down -breathe-breathe," she said to herself.
She stood up, still breathing deeply and walked to the sink and splashed her face with cold water.
"Phew, just breathe," she said again.
She stood for a minute in the mirror, drying her face and trying to regain her composure.
Once she felt like she'd regained her composure, she walked to her bedroom and pulled on some underwear under her robe then laid on her bed and wrapped up under the sheets.
She fell asleep and wasn't sure how long she'd been asleep when she jumped up from the sound of her doorbell chiming. She tried to decide whether or not to answer, she'd guessed that Fitz probably sent someone to summon her to training since she expected by now she must've been hours late. She reached over on the nightstand for her phone and realized that it was almost noon.
The doorbell chimed again, in an annoying, incessant buzz.
She got up and answered it, only to find Mellie.
"I wonder what makes you think you can sleep in when everyone else is outside working their asses off."
"I suppose it's because...I don't care."
Mellie shook her head, "I'm so tired of you thinking you can bat your eyelashes and at anyone and get whatever you want-"
"You're boring, I'm bored, speak faster," Olivia interjected.
"You spoiled little bitch-"
"-Why did you come here today Mellie? I suppose it's because of Fitz, you feel threatened, your crush lost interest and now the only logical thing to do since you can't be angry at him for not wanting you, is to hate me, but it's boring hate, isn't it? very typical and uninteresting-"
"Wait-what?"
"Don't get me wrong, I love a good fight but...not with you, you're not worth it; you have no self esteem, you're dull, forgettable and worst of all you're mediocre, I don't fuck with mediocre," Olivia took a breath, "don't ever come here again and if it gives you comfort, I suppose I should tell you that I'm off Fitz until he starts treating me better, in fact, you should probably take a page out of my book and do the same. Horse face."
Olivia stepped back to slam to door in her face but Mellie, who by now was seething realized that and quickly stepped forward, grabbing her by the collar of her robe, she pulled her out of her room, quite easily because Olivia was so much smaller than her and threw her down the 3 small steps that led up to her room.
All the other deltas that had gathered by the upper deck of the shutterdome for their midday briefing but turned their attention to Mellie when she stormed off on her own accord to find Olivia, they had been keenly watching the entire exchange. They hadn't been able to hear anything, however they did see when Mellie threw Olivia down the steps.
"Oh shit," Fitz screamed as he broke into a run in their direction, with Scott, Jake and the other deltas behind him.
Olivia fell on her back, hitting the back of her head against the hard, concrete hallway floor. Mellie stood at the top of the step, looking down at Olivia with a satisfied glare. Olivia got up quickly, not feeling the pain in that moment because she was overwhelmed with anger and frustration, not just at Mellie but at seemingly everything that was going on in her life, from the fresh pregnancy, to the failing mission, to Fitz. She climbed the steps two at a time and met Mellie at the top of steps, lurching at her like a tigress and shoving her to the ground in her room. Once on top, Olivia balled her fist and began pounding Mellie's face, with all her might, growling angrily as they wrestled on the floor. She was so enraged that blacked out until she felt arms wrapped around her pulling her off of Mellie. She looked down and saw her fingernails dug into Mellie's face, blood splattered over her fingertips. Mellie screaming. Her room was a mess, the couch had been shoved out of place, the nightstand closest to them had all the content on top of it turned over, including a lamp that was now broken but even with all the calamity, she was still angry.
She felt the hands wrap tighter around her, pulling her away.
"LET ME GO," she screamed angrily.
She didn't know who was holding her until she managed to take a breath and smelled the familiar cologne.
She felt those same hands in her hair, pulling it away from her face. Olivia kneeled on the ground as Fitz lowered her down.
"Shh, shh, it's okay, calm down, it's okay," he said softly.
As Fitz tried to calm Olivia, Scott tried to calm Mellie.
"Get the medic," Fitz yelled.
"They're already coming," Abby said quickly.
Olivia was still breathing raggedly and crying but not loudly enough for anyone but Fitz to hear.
"Olivia, are you hurt?" Fitz asked.
She didn't reply.
"What happened?" Scott asked Mellie, who's been breathing raggedly as well, though not crying.
Scott helped her to stand up, and once she stood up she saw her face in the mirror and gasped. She'd felt the stinging sensation all across her face but she didn't know it was that bad. She had scratches all over her face and neck, four of them so deep, they revealed pink flesh.
"Looked at what you did to my face," Mellie screamed, now crying hysterically.
Olivia turned her head back to look at Mellie, Fitz still held her kneeling on the floor.
"You should be thanking me, it's an improvement."
Mellie lounged at her again, growling and screeching but Scott held her back.
"Calm down Mellie, calm down, the doctors are coming to look at your face," Scott said softly.
The base doctors walked in seconds later, "someone needed assistance?"
"Yes, these two women," Huck replied.
One of the teams took Mellie back to the medbay to treat her scratches.
"Olivia you need to let the doctors help you?" Fitz said.
"I'm fine."
"No, you're not, I saw you fall."
"I'm said fine," she was now sitting on the floor, "let me go."
Fitz let her go and stood up, Olivia stood up slowly as well.
"Can everyone leave," Olivia said.
Fitz looked at the group of deltas anxiously looking on and signalled them to leave.
"The medical team is staying here to treat you," Fitz said, not a question, more like a firm statement of what was about to happen.
"I'll be back in a few minutes to check on you," he said as he headed through the door.
"Olivia can you please sit on the bed so I can looked at your hands and knee," one of the doctors said as he picked up his doctor's bag from the floor and walked over to her.
Olivia sat on the bed and allowed the doctor to treat her.
Fitz walked into the room where Mellie was being treated.
"What happened?" he asked as the doctor used a cotton swab to apply some ointment to her neck.
"That little bitch-"
"Are you okay?" he asked, cutting her off.
"I'm fine."
"Okay what happened?"
"She scratched half my face off," she said turning to Jake and Scott.
"You hit her first," Fitz said.
"Of course I hit her first, she's fucking rude, you should have heard her, telling me how mediocre and ugly I was and said I dull and forgettable and that I bored her."
"That's fucking savage," Scott said laughing.
"If you guys are gonna be keep laughing just leave because it's not funny," Mellie said angrily, at Scott and Jake laughing.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Scott said laughing, "I have a vacation to go on so I'm just gonna go."
"Scott, call me when you land," Fitz said.
"Alright."
When Scott left, Fitz turned back to Mellie.
"You need to do something about her," Mellie said angrily.
"Like what?"
"I don't know, look at what she did to my face."
"Don't start a fight if you can't finish it Mellie, you went to her room after I told you to leave it alone-"
"But-"
"No, I told you I'd deal with her skipping training in my own time but you're so hot for her that that wasn't enough for you, you went to her room, provoked her, got your ass handed to you and now you're mad but I bet you won't do it again, will you?"
Mellie chuckled incredulously.
"What is it about her, that just makes everyone so taken with her, Olivia, Olivia, Olivia, I hate that little whore and as soon as I get the chance I'm fighting her again and this time I'm going to rip her apart."
"You're not gonna touch her."
"Watch me."
"I'm not asking you, I'm not begging you, I'm not daring you, I'm telling you Mellie, you're not going to touch her, let this be the first and the last time we have this conversation."
Fitz turned to the doctor, "take good care of her and give me a summary after her check up."
"Yes sir," the doctor replied.
"You're such a hypocrite, you and Jake and Scott and Huck fight all the time, most of the time for dumb reasons but I can't do it."
Fitz turned to Jake, "have we ever fought before?"
"Not that I can remember," Jake replied.
Fitz turned back to Mellie, "get well soon."
Back in Olivia's room, the doctor had already found that Olivia had a mild concussion and a bruised knee but that was the extent of her injuries. He told her to get some rest, for which she was ecstatic because at least now she had an excuse to not leave her room for the next few days.
After the doctor left, she went back to lay in bed. Fitz had said he would be coming back but she hoped he didn't because she wasn't in the mood to talk to him.
She laid awake for awhile, she wasn't thinking about anything in particular but somehow tears began flowing again, not loud sobs, just quiet cries until she fell asleep.
Later in the afternoon, Fitz stopped by. After knocking on her door twice to no answer, he used his key card to open her door and walked in, only to find her asleep. He walked closer to the bed and sat on the edge beside her. He immediately noticed the dried tear stains on her cheek.
He sighed, feeling slightly frustrated about their relationship in the last two weeks. When he came into the room and pulled her off Mellie, she seemed unstable in a way that he'd never experience her before.
He leaned down and kissed her softly on the cheek and she shuddered, the way a baby would after going to sleep upset but still being angry in their sleep.
He chuckled and stood up, not wanting to wake her. The room was a mess so he took his time trying to tidy up, he moved the couch back to its original spot, shifted the rug back in place as well as the night table. He cleaned up the large pieces of broken glass from the lamp that fell and brought it to the bathroom to throw it in the waste bin but when he looked down in the bin he saw something that stopped him in his tracks; an opened first response pregnancy test box in the waste bin. He stood staring at it for a moment, too shocked to move. He took a breath and placed the pieces of glass on the bathroom vanity and picked up the pregnancy test box from the bin, as he did that he realized something was in the box. He shook it out the box into his palm and as he hoped, it was the pregnancy test. One line meant not pregnant, two lines meant pregnant, there were two lines bright as day on the small screen, Olivia was pregnant.
Fitz placed the test back in the box and placed in the bin exactly how he'd seen it. He brought the pieces of glass back to the floor, he arranged everything back to the way he'd seen it when he just got there and then he left.
Olivia woke up later in the night starving, she hadn't eaten since she'd woken up at 5am in the morning and now it was almost 10pm. She got up and washed her face, as she stood in the bathroom she was thankful that Fitz never came because she'd left the pregnancy test out in the open and she was dealing with enough personal drama given her current situation, she didn't need him making it worse. She ripped the box to shreds and smashed the pregnancy test and then got a trash bag and threw all her bathroom trash in it. She picked up the broken glass and destroyed lamp from her floor and tried to rearrange her room and tidy up then she changed into some leggings and a t shirt and headed to the kitchen. The privilege of being a delta meant they had a private kitchen for the first and second teams which was great because since the cooks were no longer working for the night, she could just make something for herself.
She grabbed whatever she could find in the fridge and made herself a panini sandwich and took a bottle coke and went back to her room to eat and spent the night laying in bed watching tv until she fell asleep again.
Fitz laid in bed trying to digest the fact that Olivia was pregnant. He couldn't honestly say he was shocked but he also didn't know how to feel, he was surprised that he didn't feel angry or as if the world was going to end but he wasn't elated either, he meant it when he said he didn't want kids which made him feel even more like an idiot because he'd always been very careful to avoid situations like the one he found himself in currently, he even considered a vasectomy but Scott convinced him not to. Once he started thinking about having a child of his own, he began seeing Elia's face and that's when he shut down any thoughts about children and family. If Olivia didn't say anything to him, he wouldn't say anything to her and he assumed if she hadn't told him yet she probably didn't plan on keeping it, while he didn't plan on bring up abortion to her again, he hoped she'd make that choice for herself.
The next day, she left her room twice, once for breakfast and once for dinner, she otherwise avoided coming into contact with anyone. She knew she had serious decision to make and she didn't want to waste time avoiding making a choice until it was too late but she also didn't want to do anything rash.
On one hand, having this child just might be the new start she needed, she had been trying to get away from the lifestyle her father had introduced her to, she wanted to be her own person, live her own life and a baby might just help her do that. Her father would have no use for her pregnant which would mean she could go off on her own but he also wouldn't be happy about it and she worried about his reaction. On the other hand, the type of life she lived made her a target, she would be forced to worry about the safety of her child. She had enemies, real enemies after her, capable of anything, she learned that the hard way two years earlier, she barely survived and she never planned on making that mistake again which is why with each passing day she was becoming more and more anxious being around Fitz, she felt like a sitting duck, like Fitz would find out at any minute especially since she assumed he was no longer distracted with her.
She had a lot of hard decisions to make, most immediately, she needed to figure out a way to get away from the base, for at least a day. The last time she tried to get away, she ended up in California having unprotected sex with Fitz, that couldn't happen again- wouldn't happen again because they were no longer 'together'. She had to keep reminding herself of that fact.
The next morning when Fitz woke up, he checked his phone to see if his brother called like he'd asked him to, to no surprise, he didn't. He sat up and dialed Scott and waited for him to answer, he'd been calling him for over a day and Scott never replied.
"What?"
"What do you mean 'what'? I told you to call me when you landed, it's almost been two days."
"I'm at a pool party, if I don't fuck a girl with big titties tonight, I'm drowning myself, do you hear me, and I can't do that if I'm busy calling you, do I bother you when you're on vacation?"
"So that's why you couldn't call me?"
"Don't you have your gray hairs to dye or your joints to rub, viagra to order in bulk for your erectile dysfunction," he teased.
"Fuck you," he said smiling, Scott managed to cheer him up.
Scott laughed over the phone and hung up on Fitz.
He showered, brushed his teeth and dressed, then went for breakfast. He hadn't seen Olivia since finding out about the pregnancy, she didn't come to training or meetings, she'd effectively been m.i.a. He surmised that she needed space to make some decisions and decided to leave her to it.
Five days had passed since Olivia found out she was pregnant and five days had gone since she'd seen Fitz. It was midday and after a long bath, she dressed and decided to go ask Fitz to leave the base for a day. She had no idea why she was making such a big deal about it, Abby told her they left the base all the time and he never really had an issue with that but somehow she felt like he'd have an issue with her.
As she walked to the door to head out, she heard an alarm go off. It wasn't the regular alarm, signaling a mission, she it was different, she'd never heard it before. She opened the door and headed out to see what was going on.
Fitz had been sitting in his office when a group of mission control crew members came running to his office which he thought was strange because they usually called him.
"Sir, there's been-" one of the man said, not finishing his sentence.
"There's been what?" Fitz asked.
"Sir, there's been an-"
"What?"
"Sir, your brother, sir, -" another man said nervously.
"My brother what?"
All the men held down their head, in a gesture of sorrow.
"MY BROTHER WHAT?" Fitz screamed.
"Sir, your brother's been killed sir."
Fitz felt dazed, barely hearing the last half of the sentence.
"He's been what?"
"Sir, he was found by local police sir."
"What- where?"
At this point, all Fitz could feel was pain running through his vain, it hurt but he stood still, he didn't know if it was real or if he was imagining it.
"In a dumpster."
"A dumpster?" Fitz said, swallowing hard.
"He's being flown to the base, the military convinced the local police to hand him over to your custody."
"They did all this without informing me?"
"Sir, we just received the information through the channels sir, we got it to you immediately."
"What is his e.t.a?"
"He should arrive in 45 minutes sir, he just flew over Australian airspace."
Fitz didn't respond, he just stepped back into his office and shut the door.
For the next 45 minutes, he tried convincing himself that what he'd just heard wasn't real, it was some sort of strange dream or a sick joke by Scott and he was going to show up perfectly intact with a smug 'gotcha' grin on his face. He truly tried to contemplate what life would mean without his brother, even the thought of it hurt. To lose the one person he unequivocally loved and trusted, the one person he could count on, the one person who knew him for the mess he was. What would he do without Scott?
45 minutes seemed like 45 days as he waited, somehow his breath was slow and even but his heart pumped like a bullet train through his chest.
There was a knock on the door, Fitz didn't answer, there was a lump in his throat that made it impossible.
He stood up and walked steadily to the door and opened it.
"Sir, he's arrived," the man said.
Fitz silently acknowledged the words the man spoke and followed behind him to the shutterdome, there he saw a plane waiting with two marine officers posted by the door.
By now everyone had heard what happened, they were all standing by the plane in a wide arc facing the open door where they would be carrying out Scott's body.
Fitz looked around, Olivia wasn't there.
He walked up in front of the open hatch door, not looking at anyone directly. The marine officers saluted him and the horn went off, after all he was a general, and then they walked into the plane and carried out a black body bag and laid in on the floor in front of Fitz.
"I'm so sorry for your loss General Grant," one officer said.
"Me too sir, I'm really sorry."
Fitz replied to neither. He kneeled down infront of the body bag and zipped open around the edge.
It was Scott.
Fitz heard a mixture of gasps, cries and screams from the deltas gathered behind him as they saw Scott's body.
His face was barely recognizable, half his skull had been smash in, his right eye was missing, his nose and right jaw were fractured, as if he'd been beaten in his head with a hammer or a large rock. His flesh tore from his cheek.
There was no blood, he'd been clean by the the local police department pathologist but his skin was puffy with dark purple bruises all over his face and body.
Fitz zipped the bag down further. Scott was naked and as he pulled down the bag, he saw the words "ur next commander" carved into Scott's chest.
As Olivia walked closer she saw all the deltas gather and she could begin to make out the sounds, there were cries and screams and a clutter of inaudible sounds, like voices talking but not loud enough to be heard. She got closer and could see Fitz kneeling on the ground beside something but everyone was gathered so closely she couldn't see what it was.
Once she could clearly see faces she got worried, with everyone crying she couldn't imagine what happened. She walked closer to Abby and stopped by her side, far enough away from Fitz on purpose. Once she had a view of everything, she looked down and saw Scott's dead body.
She squealed in horror and turned her face.
Olivia had no doubt that her father did it.
Fitz kneeled on the ground staring at Scott's dead body, he felt a hand on his shoulder, just by the feeling of the hand he could tell it wasn't Olivia.
He was feeling too much grief to speak so he jerked his shoulder, forcing Mellie to move her hand.
He took a deep breath and zipped the body bag shut and stood up and turned around and walked away with a word said to anyone.
"Take him to the medbay," Akio said to the crew members, then he turned to the deltas, "everything is cancelled for the rest of the day, go to your quarters, grieve, pull yourselves together and then be ready for whatever he have to do to avenge our brother."
It took a while for everyone to leave, after they'd stood watching Scott's body being taken away they began drifting off in little groups back to their rooms.
Olivia was the last one to leave, she felt grief- but for Fitz, all she could think about was Fitz and what was going through his mind, he'd lost his brother in a terrible way. She didn't know what to do, she wanted to go find Fitz and comfort him but she didn't know if she could face him now, knowing without a doubt that her father had killed Scott. Killing Scott wasn't apart of the plan which meant he was improvising because she hadn't gone back to him with a report, she'd tried to do when she asked Fitz to go to New York but instead of going to her father she spent the time in California with Fitz.
As she walked to her room, she decided to go to Fitz, she just couldn't leave him alone after his brother died, she needed to see him and know he was okay.
As she walked up the steps to his room door she dried her eyes with her shirt hem, she didn't really think crying would be helpful.
After taking a deep breath, she knocked.
He didn't answer.
She knocked again and still there was no answer. She decided to check to see if the door was open, she slowly twisted the door handle and rejoiced when it opened.
She walked in, the room was dimly lit and she could see him sitting on the bed. She looked around for Zeus but didn't see him.
"Fitz," she called softly as she walked towards him slowly.
When Fitz heard Olivia call his name, it felt as if he was in the desert and her voice was cool water, it gave him solace in a way he couldn't describe but somehow he felt worse because now he felt more vulnerable. He didn't want to feel vulnerable, he wanted to feel angry. Anger would get him through his brother's death, anger would keep him focused on finding Scott's murderer and it would keep him distracted from all his grief until he avenged his brother and then when he was done being angry he hoped there would be no more grief.
Olivia walked over to him and kneeled in front of him, resting both hands on his knees.
"I'm so sorry," she said, trying to not to cry but failing.
She couldn't read his face, it was emotionless but in a sinister way. Fitz didn't reply, instead he stood up and pulled Olivia up as well and then pulled off her shirt.
"Fitz I-"
Before she could finish her sentence, he kissed her, as he walked her back to the wall then he began pulling down her leggings. He got frustrated when they weren't coming down fast enough so he ripped them and then ripped her panties off.
"Fitz, this won't make you feel better, you need to talk about what you're feeling."
"There's nothing to talk about," he said, with a silent anger that was unsettling to her.
He walked her back to the bed and laid her down then pulled off his clothes and kneeled in between her legs and shoved his penis in with a sharp jolt, entering her from tip to balls. He didn't give her a warning, or gauge to see if she was ready, he just entered her with no thought as to how it might hurt her. She grimaced and closed her eyes.
Olivia wasn't sure what she expected when Fitz wanted sex in his condition, but she didn't think he'd be completely callous but much like all the other times Fitz did something cruel or thoughtless, she made excuses for him.
"We haven't had sex in weeks, maybe he's just excited,"
He did it again, this time harder.
"Ah-ahhhh," she whimpered.
Fitz look down at her, directly in her eyes and did it again, even harder and that's when she realized he was doing it not because he wanted sex or because he craved affection, he was doing it solely because he wanted to hurt her.
Tears rolled down her cheeks and she broke into a sob, "stop it, you're hurting me. It hurts."
Fitz stopped, he couldn't remember the last time he shed tears but now that he saw Olivia underneath him crying, he eyes welled up and his tears began flowing as well.
What was he doing? He didn't know, it barely qualified as sex, it was borderline assault and he was doing it to Olivia who was pregnant and had only tried to comfort him.
Olivia felt tear drops dripping on her cheek, Fitz was crying and for some reason that made her panic.
"No, no, no, Fitz, don't cry," she said wiping his cheeks with her thumbs as she pulled his face down and kissed him softly on the lips.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I don't know what's-"
"-No, no, it's okay-"
It wasn't okay.
"-I'm so sorry, for everything-"
"-No, it's okay Fitz please-just don't cry."
"-He's dead-"
"-I know, I'm so sorry."
She wiped his cheeks again and kissed him and then she wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly as he cried quietly.
He was still inside her but now she was wet, not from being aroused, it was just her body adjusting to him being inside her.
It was surreal to see Fitz cry and it made her sad but she was also glad he was letting out the grief. She kissed his cheek again and ran her hands up and down his back, trying to comfort him until he calmed down.
They laid still for a moment after he'd calmed, until Fitz leaned up and attempted to pull out but she grabbed his arm and stopped him and gently pulled him back against her body and kissed him then she switched their positions and got on top, she wanted to make love to him.
Talking his silence as permission, she eased herself down on his slowly and then leaned against his chest and kissed him softly. The elephant in the room was the fact that they were having unprotected sex yet again, only now Olivia knew she was already pregnant so there was no need to fuss and Fitz also knew she was pregnant.
Olivia rocked her hips, painfully slowly, against him, kissing him as she went along. Fitz moaned against her lips, but it sounded painful.
She stopped and popped her head up, "am I hurting you?" she asked.
It was ridiculously ironic that she was concerned about hurting him after what he'd just done and that wasn't lost on Fitz.
He shook his head, it wasn't painful, it was amazing and she was going to bring him to tears again. Olivia took that as her cue to continue and leaned down once again and kissing him as she rode him slowly, this time she intertwined their fingers, grasping them tightly. She needed affirmation, to know if he was enjoying it but then she felt him wrap his arm tightly around her waist, the way he usually did during sex and that was all the affirmation she needed.
"Ahhh," Fitz moaned, Olivia knew that meant his was close.
Fitz pulled his other hand from her grasp and switch their positions so now he was back on top and slowly and sensually thrusted into her deeply.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, holding him tightly and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Fitz leaned down and kissed her, his orgasm was coming, full throttle, and so was hers. She held him tighter, all he could hear were her soft moans and ragged, panting breath. Their orgams built concurrently until they both came, holding each other tightly until it passed.
Olivia panted softly as she ran her hand gently through Fitz's hair and down his neck. He slowly eased out of her and laid beside her on his back, staring at the ceiling. Olivia turned on her side and gently laid her head against his chest. Fitz wrapped his arm under her body and hugged her waist.
She still wanted to talk to him about what he was feeling but he seemed calm and she wanted him to enjoy that before she brought up his brother.
A/N - Hi guys, sorry this chapter took so long, I really wanted to put a lot of thought into the direction I wanted to go with this story. I hope you guy can sense how undone they are both becoming and understand their flaws.