Olivia never went back to sleep. She couldn't.

Lily didn't wake at her usually early time, she slept a little later 'til after 7, giving Olivia time to shower, brush her teeth, take her pills, get dressed, make herself breakfast and eat out on the balcony, enjoying the sweet morning air as she checked her emails and saw that the therapist had emailed her back just minutes earlier, inviting her to come in.

Olivia emailed her back and asked her if it was possible for the therapist to come to her, explaining that she had a young baby and was apprehensive to leave her at home or take her outside. Minutes later, the therapist emailed her back saying she didn't make home visits. Olivia responded that she was willing to compensate her handsomely and understood that she was asking a lot, to which the therapist responded that she would be happy to make an exception and accommodate her, she had a recurring slot for 1pm that was available the following day. Olivia emailed her, thanking her for her time and then the therapist replied thanking her as well, informing her that her assistant would reach out to her for directions to the house and she was looking forward to their meeting tomorrow.

By the last email, she heard Lily fussing from the bedroom.

"Coming pumpkin," she called out.

When she stepped in from the balcony, Fitz was just getting up as well. He scrunched his face and looked down at Lily then he looked around the room and realized he spent the night in Olivia's bedroom, which surprised him, he'd only meant to put Lily to sleep then return to his own room but in truth, he hadn't been looking forward to leaving the room after the dream he had.

Olivia stopped beside the bed and picked up Lily.

"Good morning sunshine," she sang.

Lily stretched and yawned faintly.

"Good morning, good morning," she continued singing.

She walked off with Lily to the nursery, leaving Fitz sitting up in the bed.

As she began to nurse Lily, Fitz walked into the nursery, over to them by the rocking chair.

"When I said you could stay here for Lily, I didn't mean in my bed," she said lightly, her voice flat of emotion.

"My bad, it wasn't on purpose."

She shrugged and looked down at Lily, gently caressing her hair as she fed.

"Are you going to be here all day?" she asked, still looking at Lily.

"Do you not want me here?"

"Just a question," she said.

"Alright," Fitz responded, "I start work tomorrow so I wanted to spend the day with her."

Olivia nodded apathetically, to which, Fitz shrugged and waited for her to finish nursing Lily so he could burp her.

They went through their usual routine of getting Lily ready for her day. By 9, all the workers, except Pam who was the weekend helper, had arrived and began working. Olivia had been corresponding with the therapist's assistant through the morning and by noon, everything was in place for her appointment with the therapist. As she was walking up the steps, back to the nursery where Fitz and Lily were, the chef and helper walked through the front door with several paper bags of groceries. She sent them out with a list of things to buy, well, she'd sent the helper specifically but the chef accompanied her because he wanted ingredients for a special recipe he'd planned to prepare for dinner. She kept walking to the nursery, where she found Fitz and Lily laying on the fluffy carpeting. Lily was laying on her stomach, propped up slighty by her tummy time pillow and Fitz was laying beside her on his stomach as well. There were staring at each other.

Olivia couldn't help but smile as she watched them for a few moments and then turned back downstairs, leaving them in peace.

Fitz left that night, just after Lily was put down for her nap. It was the first night he was spending away from Lily. It didn't hit him until he laid in bed that night, twisting and turning restlessly. His house was deadly silent and he used to like that but now the silence felt like emptiness. All the times when Lily would cry and scream for her milk in the night were replaced with silence. He couldn't hear her light snores on the monitor anymore.

He'd resigned to staring at pictures and watching videos of Lily in his phone until he drifted off to sleep only to jump up from his bed hours later. This time, unlike the night before, it was bright out.

His nightmare, he couldn't remember, it was like trying to catch water with his hands, the tighter her grasped, the more it slipped away and as he regained his wits about him and stood up, the memory of his dream, be it terrifying or sweet, had vanished.

"A blessing in disguise," he thought to himself.

He checked the time on his phone: 7:12. He knew Lily was awake so he video called Olivia and waited for her to pick up. She didn't. He tried again but still there was no answer.

He sighed and threw his phone on the bed and headed to the bathroom. He showered and dressed, but as he got dressed in his closet, he heard his phone chiming from the bed. He jogged over to it and realized that Olivia was video calling him so he answered quickly.

"Hey," he said with a dashing smile.

"I'm sorry I missed your call," Olivia said, not returning the smile but she didn't seem angry at him either, "I left my phone in my bedroom."

"Oh no it's okay, I was calling because I knew she was up, I wanted to see her."

Olivia panned the camera to Lily, cradled in her arms, sucking on her pacifier.

"Hey bud, I miss you," Fitz said as he smiled.

He watched the pacifier move slightly up and down as she sucked it.

"Lily?" he called.

She didn't move as she continued sucking on her pacifier, unbothered, which made Fitz chuckle.

"I'll see you later sweet baby." He puckered his lips for a kiss, "muah," he said to Lily.

Olivia flipped the camera.

"What time are you coming to see her?' she asked.

"I should leave work at 6 today, I'll head there right after to see my girl."

"Okay," she said before she hung up.

The day seemed to trail on forever as she waited anxiously for her potential therapist to arrive, depending on how the session went, she would know if she'd made the right move in seeking to speak with someone. She also struggled with the fact that she couldn't quite tell the therapist everything she wanted to, so much of it was illegal and even though she knew the therapist couldn't report anything she said, she was still uneasy about telling all.

The therapist arrived just minutes after 1pm. Olivia waited on the front door steps for her, after Linda, her helper, had buzzed her through the front gates. The yard had 4 bodyguards that she could see, roaming about which gave her a sense of ease.

Luis pulled the car in front of the steps and let himself out and then he opened the door for the woman and allowed her out as well.

"Ms. Pope," she greeted as she climbed up the steps to meet Olivia.

"Please call me Olivia and thank you so much for coming Ms. Lee."

Olivia shook the hands of the shiny black haired, pale skinned woman.

"Call me Suzie, please."

"Suzie," Olivia said with a smile and a gesture towards the house, "Please, come in."

Suzie followed Olivia inside to the foyer and took in the decor.

"You have a gorgeous home," Suzie said.

"Thank you."

They walked by the kitchen, "would you like some coffee, tea, water, pastries?" Olivia asked.

"No, thank you, I just had a very filling lunch," she responded kindly.

They bypassed the kitchen and headed up the stairs, she would've taken her to the study if she didn't have so much fabrics and sewing tools packed in there. Instead, she took here though her bedroom, where Lily was taking her midday nap in her bassinet. She showed her out to the balcony where they sat on the antique iron worked chairs beside a round table.

"Olivia," Suzie began.

"Wait-" Olivia said, "first let's discuss you're rate?"

Olivia didn't inquiry about it over email because she had a peeve about discussing money over email, text or phone.

"Well, as we had already discussed, each session last 50 minutes but my rate is $150 per session."

"$500, that's what I'll pay you for a session today, I hope that will suffice?" Olivia said.

Suzie smiled, "I can't say I'm unhappy about that," she took a notepad from her bag and crossed her legs, "Why did you want to see me today?"

Olivia leaned back in her chair and tried to relax.

"I needed to talk to someone...anyone."

Her tone was light and calm.

"It's that bad, you couldn't talk to anyone around you?"

"I don't have anyone around me, I have my sweet daughter, she's just over a month old, that's all the family I have."

"No friends?"

"No, I hope to make some L.A. but right now I have no friends."

"Did you just move to Los Angeles."

"Yes."

"Why don't you have family or friends now?"

"My family is dead, all of them," she paused, "and as for friends, when my father was alive he'd always scare them off, I realized that it made no sense to have friends."

"So, it's your father's fault that you have no friends?" the therapist asked.

"A lot of things are my father's fault," she began.

Olivia spent a half hour, talking about her father. She was so deep in conversation that she hadn't heard Lily cry, not the first time but with the second cry Olivia stood.

"I'm sorry, can you excuse me a moment, she's hungry," she said as she hurried off to get Lily.

She returned moments later and sat on the chair with Lily cradled in her arms and began breastfeeding, not caring if Suzie was okay with it or not, she felt it was natural and she wouldn't hide and do it.

"You say you have no family or friends," Suzie began, "what about your little one's father?"

Up until that topic, Olivia had managed to keep her emotions in check, when she spoke about her father, she didn't feel sad, she felt relief. It was the sweetest kind of catharsis, to vent about all the ways in which she thought he'd ruined her life even though she'd only scratched the surface.

"I'm not ready to talk about him," Olivia said quietly.

The reason she felt the need to talk to a therapist in the felt place was because of Fitz, well, at least partially because of him but now she just couldn't talk about him. She didn't want to cry or feel sad, it had been going relatively well up until then, why ruin it.

"Why don't you want to talk about him?"

Olivia sighed, "it's too..complicated, I'm just not ready to talk about him yet."

"Very well," Suzie said understandingly.

They never went back to the subject of her father, instead, she lamented about how lonely she felt for the remaining 15 minutes of her session. At the end, they'd agreed upon a 2 session a week schedule.

"He stared out the window in brooding silence," Lucky narrated as he entered Fitz's office.

Fitz turned around from the glass wall of his office and saw Lucky holding a bag from In n' Out burgers and drinks in a cup holder.

"What's up?" he asked.

"You've been busy all day, I'm shocked I found you alone," Lucky responded.

"Yeah, a month out, this is the first free time I've gotten all day."

Fitz walked to his desk and sat down. "You brought lunch?"

"Yep." Lucky replied as sat in front of Fitz's desk and tore open the bag of burger and fries and placed the drinks down as well.

Fitz took one of the sodas and sipped it as he bit on fries.

"How's my god daughter," Lucky asked.

"Good, she's getting fat, she's like a little basketball," Fitz said as he pulled out his phone to show Lucky the pictures. He'd always found it annoying when other people did it to him but now he was doing the same.

Fitz flipped through the pictures and videos in his phone, explaining each scenario and picture to Lucky.

"Ma wants to see her," Lucky said, "she couldn't believe you had a kid when I told her."

"Oh," Fitz said with a shrug, "well, she's too young, Olivia will never let me take her to see you mother, does she still live at the same place?"

"Yeah."

"You're making a lot of money now, why don't you get her a house in a better area?"

"She doesn't want a me to buy her a house, she bought her own house with her hard earned money and she's staying there."

"Well even when Lily gets old enough for me to take her out I can't bring her there."

"She can wait a few months and then she can come by your house to see her."

"Okay, sounds good," Fitz agreed as he bit into his burger.

"What's up with your Liv?"

"She hates me," Fitz said casually.

Lucky chuckled in response, "what did you do?"

"Why is it that you always think I did something, why is it always me?"

"Because I know you."

"I didn't do anything, I gently...gently rebuffed a kiss from her and she fucking hates me for it."

"What? Why?"

"I don't wanna talk about it," he said with a shrug but he did want to talk about it so he began again, "all I know is that for once I thought I was being responsible, I was thinking with my head and not my dick, of course I wanted to kiss her but I didn't - I actually should've taken my kiss it's probably the last one I'm ever gonna get, she's promised me that she'll never do it again and if I know her well, I know she intends to keep that promise?"

"I'm sure she was more embarrassed than anything else, she'll forgive you eventually but she's probably gonna make you suffer first."

"I know but I didn't mean for her to feel that way."

"It doesn't matter," Lucky said as he bite another bite of his burger, "don't complain when she has a new man and you daughter is calling that man daddy."

"Jesus christ, I had a nightmare about that the other night, don't even say it."

"What?" Lucky responded with a chuckle.

"Yeah, I dreamt that she was marrying this guy and Lily was all over him and calling him daddy as if I didn't fucking exist."

"Well, I mean if you're not with her mom then someone else is going to be and if they're serious then they might get married and that man will be her step father and vice versa, if you find someone then Lily will have a stepmom. It's not the end of the world."

"It is the end of the world, Lily is the only family I have, she's my blood I can't lose her to another man, are you kidding me?"

"So what's your solution, Olivia is just suppose to be single forever?"

Fitz didn't respond.

"Okay so then you'll be with her then?"

Fitz didn't respond.

"Can't have your cake and eat it too gringo, if you're not with her then she'll be with someone else, that's just life and you'll have to deal with that."

Fitz sighed, "so what then, I'm suppose to be with her just to stop her from being with someone else?"

"No, you're suppose to grow up. Whatever happened between you two and however you feel about that, you have every right not to want to be with her, if you're not attracted to her or if you just know it isn't gonna work then don't be with her but don't expect to have her single and docile for the rest of her life, that's not gonna happen. She's an attractive woman and this is L.A., guys are gonna be all over her."

"I know she's attractive," Fitz snapped.

Lucky held up his hands in surrender, "blue balls, son of a bitch isn't it?" he teased.

It was then that Fitz realized why he'd gotten so snappy.

"Jesus christ," Fitz said with a chuckle, "let's not even go there."

They sat eating in silence for a while before Fitz began again.

"She told me she loved me," he said quietly.

"Before or after you pushed her off from kissing you."

"I didn't push her off and it happened after."

"Damn," Lucky said shaking his head, "so you pushed her off and she still told you she loved you."

"I didn't push her-you know what? Get the fuck out, you never take anything seriously."

"Calm down braveheart, what did you say after she told you?"

"I asked her what I was suppose to do with that?"

"You didn't?"

"I did but-"

"But she just gave birth to your kid, you couldn't have found another way to say that?"

"It sounds worse than it was," Fitz said in his own defense.

"I get that you don't love her but you didn't have to fucking say it."

"I didn't say: 'I don't love you,' I just didn't say it back."

"Oh, you totally saved it," Lucky said sarcastically.

Fitz rolled his eyes, "obviously I care about her?"

"I care about the guy who makes me my bacon, egg and cheese in the morning; I care about my 2nd cousin who keeps calling me to beg me money; I care about alot of people, however I love my mother and brother and sister and you, believe it or not, even though you're a dick. She's the mother of your only child, you can do a little more than just care about her."

"You know me, you know I love her, I just can't say it."

"Why not-"

Megan knocked on the door.

"Come in," Fitz said, grateful to escape Lucky's scolding.

"Mr. Grant," Megan said as she entered the room, "your conference call is set to begin in 5 minutes. Mr. Beene is waiting for you in the conference room."

"Okay, thank you Megan."

Fitz took another sip of his soda and wiped his hands in a napkin on his table.

"I'll see you later," he said to Lucky as he headed out.

Later in the night, after Fitz left his office he stopped by his house and packed a suit and some overnight clothes to take with him to Olivia's, he was going to spend the night. He also decided to bring Zeus with him, it was high time he met Lily.

After a quick 15 minute drive he pulled in front of Oliva's gate and one of the guard let him inside. As he pulled up to the front of Olivia's home, he could see a guard in front of her door.

"Come on boy," he said to Zeus as he opened the back door and allowed him to jump out.

Fitz grabbed his garment bag with his suit and a small duffle bag and then opened the door with his key and let himself in.

"Liv?" he called.

It was almost 8pm, no one was downstairs but he could hear Lily screaming upstairs so he kicked off his shoes and washed his hands then made a beeline for the stairs.

"Come on boy, come on Zuzu."

Olivia came up with that name for Zeus, he'd complained that it was feminine but he found himself calling Zeus that from time to time.

When he walked into Olivia's bedroom, she was pacing back and forth as she rocked Lily.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Olivia turned around and was surprised when she saw Zeus. He was practically her size now.

"What is he doing here?" she asked.

"I brought him to see her-why is she crying?"

"Fitz, you can't just bring him here and not tell me, he's a really large dog."

"What's wrong with Lily?" he asked, ignoring her complaints about Zeus.

"I think she has colic."

"Here," he said stretching for her, "you must be tired, let me hold her."

"I've got her, it's fine."

"I can help, you don't have to do it all alone."

"I have been doing it all alone!" she snapped.

He gulped hard and took a deep breath.

"Olivia, up until two days ago, I've been with you everyday since you gave birth."

"And what about before that? What about when I spent hours in the day throwing up from morning sickness or when I thought I'd miscarried half way through my pregnancy or when I got my first sonogram or when the doctors had to sedate me because I couldn't because I was so scared your band of psychopaths would murder me and my unborn child in my sleep," she said angrily. "Not that I was surprised, I've been alone, I've felt alone, for most of my life, birthdays, the new year, christmas, graduations, it was all the same, I was surprised you made an appearance at her birth," she said bitterly. "I don't want that for her, you have to be there, for birthdays and christmases and graduations. They mean something." she began to cry, realizing she was really venting about her father, feelings had carried over from her therapy session.

Lily was still fussing.

"I'm sorry, I'll be there for her, I love her, you know that," Fitz said softly. He stepped forward and gently took Lily from her. "I'm going to take her for a walk, where's her paci?"

Olivia stepped back, perplexed, she stared at him for a moment then she walked over to Lily's bassinet and her pacifier and slipped it into Lily's mouth.

Fitz turned and kneeled beside Zeus, he let Zeus sniff Lily from head to toe and then he stood up.

"Good job buddy, that's Lily." Then he turned to Olivia, "you look like you could use a walk too, do you want to come?"

"Um...no, I think I'll stay here."

"Okay."
Fitz disappeared from the bedroom with Zeus close beside him.

She sighed and palmed her face in frustration at herself.

Almost an hour later, Fitz came back with Lily, who was fast asleep. He laid her in her bassinet and kissed her on the stomach.

"How do you do it?" Olivia asked.

"She farted on me for about 10 minutes before she fell asleep, I think she just had gas."

Olivia chuckled softly.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow," he said to her as he walked to the door.

"I'm sorry," she said, sitting from her same spot on the bed for over an hour, "I don't know what's wrong with me."

Fitz stopped and turned around.

"You're angry with me., that's understandable."

"Not just you, I don't think so, I just think that lately I've been reflecting a lot, on my childhood and all the cruel and mean things my father you to stay to me are starting to feel true. I saw someone today, I'm going to be seeing her twice a week...maybe that'll help."

He walked over to the bed and sat beside her and wrapped his arms around her shoulder.

"If you're angry at me because you think I don't care about you," he cleared his throat, "or love you then you shouldn't be angry because I do."

"Is Lily the only reason you do?"

"No."

She shook her head at herself, "sometimes I feel like a concubine or an incubator, I feel like the only reason you put up with me is because of her."

"That's not true Livie, you know that."

He kissed her temple and rubbed her shoulder gently and then stood up.

"I'm gonna grab a shower, you gonna be okay?"

"Yeah."

Fitz nodded.

"Okay."

"Where's Zeus?"

"He's in my bedroom, sleeping by now I think."

"Okay, I'll see him tomorrow."

He nodded and headed out.

Later in the early morning, Olivia had been in peaceful, dreamless sleep, which was unusual for her, when she heard her phone chime. She'd learned to sleep light because of Lily so she heard the phone on the first ring and quickly reached across her nightstand and grabbed it and put it by her ear.

"Hello?" she said groggily. She hadn't checked the time and she'd answered it so quickly as to not wake Lily that she hadn't bothered to think who could possible have been calling her at those hours in the morning.

"I know you're father's dead" a man's voice said.

That was enough to get Olivia to open her eyes but she didn't respond.

"You don't recognize the voice?" he chuckled, "good, it makes for an all the more interesting reunion."

"Who are you?"

"Sleep well Olivia, you'll be joining him soon-"

She hung up on the man and quickly jumped out of her bed, dropping her cellphone on the floor in the process. She turned on the nightlight and realized that no one else was in the room. All of a sudden she was out of breath, a panic attack imminent.

She rushed over to Lily's bassinet and took her and ran out the door. Fitz's bedroom was only down the hallway but by the time she got there she was hysterically sobbing.

Fitz was fast asleep on the bed, snoring lightly when she walked inside. She sat on the bed beside him and tapped his arm.

"Fitz, wake up."

"Huh?" he said sleepily, his eyes still closed.

"Fitz wake up."

He could hear her crying as he sat up rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Olivia what's wrong?"

He stretched over and turned on the nightlight, Zeus got up as well and barked.

"Livie why are you crying, did you have nightmare?"

He caressed her shoulder as he tried to console her.

She held Lily against her chest, she began to fidget a little as she was waking up from sleep.

"No, someone, a man, just called me saying that he knows my father is dead and that I'm next," she sobbed.

"What? Just now?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

"I don't know."

"Where's your phone?"

"In my bedroom."

Fitz stood up.

"I'll be right back."

He headed to the door, Olivia got up and followed him, Zeus followed behind them. Fitz walked to her bedroom and searched until he found her phone where it fell, slightly hidden under her bed.

"Open it," he said to Olivia as he handed her the phone.

She unlocked the phone and handed it back to him. He went through her call log and found the blocked number that had called her.

"Fuck, it's a burner phone."

Olivia shook her head in despair, "I knew this would happen."

Fitz dropped the phone on the bed and walked in front of her and held her cheeks.

"Nothing happened, just someone trying to scare you."

He walked out to her balcony and saw the one of the guards working the overnight shift, he couldn't directly spot the other but the light was on in the guard room by the gate.

"Are they outside?"

"Yes."

"Do you trust them?"she asked.

"No, but I trust that they're afraid of my reputation enough to not do anything stupid, if I didn't, I would've never brought then here to guard you."

He walked back to her and wiped the tears from her cheek and then kissed her forehead.

"Don't worry," he said. "We'll find out who he is. He's just trying to antagonize you, don't let him."

She nodded and wiped her eyes.

Now it was Fitz who found himself wanting to kiss her, if nothing else, just as a way to comfort her but her knew it would feel good only for a few moments and then it would permanently complicate things after so he refrained.