Fitz was in his conference room with the rest of all his executives, discussing the details of the upcoming contract with the government.
His phone chimed, he looked down at his screen and saw a text from an unknown number. Why was an unknown number texting him?
He unlocked his phone and opened the message and saw the picture and it was as if time froze, he couldn't hear anything being said in the room, he couldn't feel anything.
It couldn't be her, he'd spoken to her less than 10 minutes ago but it was her, the same hair, the same body and the same clothing he'd dropped her off to her atelier in earlier, only now she was covered in blood and was unconscious. Where was Lily? Was she alright? Where were their guards? What the fuck was going on?
He flew up from the head of the conference table, without a word, gripping his phone so tightly that it could break apart.
"Mr. Grant?" Louis, his senior vice-president of operations called as he walked through the door.
Fitz walked straight to the express elevator, which was waiting for him since he alone could use it with his code. The moment he stepped inside he called Olivia, her phone rang without answer and went to her voicemail.
"Hello. You've either called me at a bad time or I've ignored your call, either way, leave a message, bye." Her voice sang through the phone.
He stood calmly for a few seconds and closed his eyes, collecting himself after he realized that everything had gone terribly wrong.
He took a deep breath and opened the app that received updates from her tracker on her location and got coordinates on her location and then switched to Lily's tracker and got her coordinates as well, they were in the same place.
He saw that one of the guards that was on Olivia's detail was calling him. He answered it immediately, on the cusp of a breakdown.
"If you fucking tell me, what I think you're going to tell me then you are dead fucking man!" Fitz screamed through the phone as he punched the elevator wall in a sudden burst of anger. The elevator jerked as it shot down the shaft.
"Go ahead Stuart, fucking tell me," Fitz said, trying to calm himself enough to hear. "Say that shit and you're fucking dead."
There was silence on the line.
"SAY IT!" Fitz screamed.
"I'm sorry sir...there was an incident."
"An incident? Is that what your fucking calling it! Where is she?"
"She's in an ambulance en route to Beverly Hills hospital."
"Where is my daughter?"
"She's heading there as well sir but she hasn't been hurt," he said quickly.
"Are you in the ambulance with them? You better fucking be." Fitz said.
"Yes sir, I'm riding with them. The other guards are trailing."
Fitz hung up and stood quietly in the elevator with his eyes closed, taking deep breaths until he reached the underground garage. He didn't wait on guards or even tell them where he was going, though he knew they'd know soon enough, instead he jumped into his car and sped out of the garage to the hospital, breaking stop lights and stop signs, all the like.
As he was driving, he called Kirk.
"Get his wife, get his sister, get his mother, get his kids, get...fucking….EVERYONE!"
"You got it boss."
He hung up and pulled up in front of the hospital and jumped out of his car and ran into the building, not caring if he got a ticket or if his car got towed.
He ran up to the front desk.
"Olivia Pope and Lily Grant, where are they?"
"What is your relation sir?"
"Are you gonna tell me where they are or do I have to find them myself?" he asked angrily.
The receptionist looked up at him, annoyed at his attitude.
"Can I see photo id sir?"
Fitz reached into his pocket and pulled his id from his wallet and slammed it on the desk.
The woman looked at the id, "Fitzgerald Grant," she paused, "are you late senator Grant's son? I think...I saw you on that capital hill hearing."
Fitz stared at her but said nothing and the woman took his scowl as her cue to stop talking.
She made a copy of the id quickly and printed it unto a tag and then gave Fitz a visitors pass.
"Olivia Pope and Lily Grant checked in just a few minutes ago, they are on the first floor in the trauma triage area, we haven't gotten the room number yet so just go to your left and down the hallway."
Fitz took his id and visitors tag from the counter and turned and walked quickly to the trauma center that wasn't too far away.
The first open door he came across down the hallway had two guards standing outside and the sound Lily's crying emanating from the open door. When he looked in, he saw Lily and Sonia sitting on a doctor's table as a pediatrician tried to calm Lily down with a toy.
Fitz walked in a beeline directly to Sonia and took her from Sonia's hands and hugged her tightly against his chest and kissed her head. He closed his eyes and thanked god she was okay, actually okay, where he could see her with his own eyes.
"Mr. Grant," Sonia said, she'd wanted to call him but had dropped her phone in the cafe.
"It's okay Lily, daddy's got you, it's okay….you're okay…." Fitz turned to Sonia, "where's Olivia?"
He kissed her head again and hushed her as she cried.
"The doctors have her, I don't know what room, we got here just a few minutes ago
He digested what Sonia said without reply. He could feel Lily's tiny hands gripping on his shirt. She was scared but she seemed to be calming down as he hushed her. He took her pacifier that was clipped to her sweater and slipped it in her mouth. He kissed her wet cheek. "You're okay peanut."
Lily closed her eyes as she sucked her pacifier, she was ready to nap.
"How is she doing? Do you know anything?"
"No," Sonia hesitated, "she looked...bad but I think she's gonna pull through alright."
Fitz swallowed hard.
"What happened?"
"We went to lunch, half way through she told me she needed to use the bathroom and I didn't hear anything unusual but after 10 or maybe 15 minutes...I think it was 10, she wasn't back so I called her and this man that was walking from the bathroom had her phone, I wasn't sure at first I thought maybe they could've just had the same ringtone but when I hung up, the phone stopped ringing, I saw he had scratches on his face and I got a bad feeling and so I don't know, I just screamed and he pulled out his gun and started shooting but the guards took him down before he could hurt anyone else."
"And Olivia? What happened to Olivia?"
"I don't know, when they brought her out of the bathroom there was a lot of blood but I don't know." She said, sobbing quietly.
"My daughter's okay? Are you sure she wasn't hurt?" he asked the pediatrician.
"No, she's okay," the pediatrician said, "just frightened. The sound of the gunshots frightened her."
"Where is the man that attacked her?" Fitz said, turning to Sonia.
"He's here, I don't know where but the police handcuffed him to his stretcher, I don't think he's gonna make it, if he hasn't already passed."
Fitz looked down at Lily, she was lying lazily against his chest with her eyes closed, though she wasn't asleep as yet. He kissed her again and then turned and walked out of the room and stopped directly in front of the two guards that were standing against the wall.
They looked down to the ground, avoiding Fitz's stare.
He stood still, trying his hardest not to hit anyone, especially with Lily in his arms and then he heard footsteps coming down the hallway and saw her lead guard Stuart walking down the hallway. When Stuart saw him, he stopped mid step, hesitated, and then continued walking.
Fitz turned and walked to him, taking long strides strides until he was directly in front of him and grabbed him by the neck with his free hand and slammed him against the wall.
"What did I tell you would happen?" Fitz said angrily.
A nurse down the hall saw what happened and quickly ran down.
"Sir," she said, calling Fitz.
Fitz held him stiff against the wall, too angry to let him go.
"Sir, please," the nurse said, "or I'll have to call hospital security."
Fitz took a deep breath and let Stuart go then turned to the nurse.
"Do you have an update on Olivia Pope?"
"No." The nurse responded.
"Can you go, and get, an update on Olivia Pope?"
"I'm sorry sir I'm not assigned to her."
"So then why don't you go to the person you were assigned to."
The nurse saw the point he was getting to.
"We have a sitting area if you'd like to sit while you wait, it's right down the hall."
Fitz stared at her, waiting for her to leave and once she did, he turned back to Stuart. He wanted to have the conversation with him but he was too angry and too scared about Olivia. He took another deep breath and walked down to the sitting section further down the hall.
As he sat waiting, he began calling more guards to come to the hospital as a precaution and he called his associates that he had all over the globe to try to figure out what they know.
The longer he sat there waiting, the more emotionally detached he found himself becoming, a habit of his for when he found himself in overwhelming situations.
After Sonia calmed down, she walked from the examination room to sit beside him and Lily. Olivia's assistants had been examined too and then gave statements the police and after a while they sat waiting as well until Fitz sent them away.
After a few hours of sleeping, Lily eyes fluttered open, she was awake and began fussing.
"She's hungry, I'm sure, I think I saw a juice store not too far from here, I can probably have them puree some fruits and vegetables for her."
Fitz nodded and reached into his pocket for his wallet but Sonia stopped him.
"Don't be silly, I'll be right back. Just call me if you hear any news but I shouldn't be long."
Sonia walked down the hall and disappeared through the double doors.
Fitz looked down and checked the time, it was almost 5pm.
His phone rang and he answered.
"We only got one kid but the wife, sister, mother, brother and a few others are all with us," the man said.
"That's fine, just bring them here and in the meantime, I need to know everything that's going on."
Fitz hung up and sat Lily up on his lap.
"I know your hungry, Sonia went to get you food, she'll be back soon."
He kissed her cheek and slipped her pacifier in her mouth. When he turned, he saw two police officers walking towards him.
"Mr, Grant?"
One officer said.
"First of let me just apologize to you for the situation you're in, I can't imagine what you and your daughter are going through."
Fitz donated a few million to the Los Angeles police department every year and he was sure the officers knew that and that was the reason for their courtesy, he expected nothing less than courtesy for his money.
"It appears that this might have been a sexual assault gone bad. We won't know for sure until and unless we speak to Ms. Pope but we've reviewed the security footage from the cafe and we see that he waited outside of her bathroom door until she was attempting to leave and then he shoved his way inside. We can't tell for sure what happened in bathroom but based on the injures they both sustained, it's pretty clear that the gentleman attacked Ms. Pope and she fought back. Based on my experience, I'm guessing that she put up too hard a fight, he panicked, beat her up, took her phone and tried to escape."
The second officer handed Fitz Olivia's phone.
"If you don't mind me asking Mr. Grant, why did you feel the need to give her armed guards?"
"Where is her attacker?" Fitz asked.
"Unfortunately, he didn't make it through surgery. He won't be able to face justice for his actions."
"Olivia's injuries? How bad are they? Do you know?"
"No, I'm afraid not."
Fitz nodded and turned his attention away from the officers. He unlocked her phone and saw a few missed calls on her newly cracked phone screen, his missed call was one of them.
Sonia returned 15 minutes later with food for Lily. She attempted to take Lily and feed her but Fitz stopped her.
"Taste it and tell me if it's okay," Fitz said to Sonia.
"What?"
"Taste it."
Sonia looked at him awkwardly and took the plastic spoon and scooped a spoonful of pureed vegetable and swallowed it.
When Fitz saw that she swallowed and was okay, he took the food and spoon and began feeding Lily.
It took Sonia a moment to realize why he'd asked her to taste it but when she did, she was insulted but said nothing.
Having Lily in his lap was the only thing that was keeping him calm and as he began feeding Lily, he saw a doctor and nurse heading towards him.
"Mr. Grant," the doctor said, "I'm doctor David and this is Olivia's attending nurse; Pam, I just want to get straight to the point, Ms. Pope is stable, when I say stable, I mean that currently, there is no immediate risk of loss of life, she's resting and I can take you to see her now so we can speak further about her injuries."
"Thank you Jesus," Sonia blurted out in praise.
Fitz dropped the spoon in the small cup in Sonia's hand and stood up, clutching Lily closely. He followed the doctor and nurse down the hall to a private recovery suite.
The doctor dropped a file in the holder at the door and then opened the door.
Fitz walked to Olivia by the bed. She had breathing tube pushing air into her nose, her right eye was fine while the left was swollen shut and purple underneath.
Her left cheek had a large dark purple bruise on it, covering a quarter portion of her face. The bridge of her nose was a slight purple and bruised and the side of her lip was swollen and as well with stitches holding together a cut. Most of her neck was covered in dark purple marks. He couldn't see anything else because the blanket covered up to her shoulders.
"Her trachea is bruised from strangulation so she may have temporary loss of voice and soreness. She had a very severe concussion which means that she will be very tired in the upcoming days but luckily swelling in the brain is very minimal and so there was no need to perform any kind of surgery. There was severe internal bleeding in her abdomen, we had to perform emergency corrective surgery to stop the bleeding, she has a bruised sternum and 5 fractured ribs along with several contusions running up and down her body. We're waiting for her to wake up so we can see the full extent of the effects of her concussion but so far that is the extent of her injuries. Do you have any questions Mr. Grant?"
"How long will she be here?"
"I'd say up to 5 days, her injuries at the moment are non life threatening, assuming there are no further complications she can heal in the comfort of her home. I think the most difficult aspect of recovery she will have to face is the pain, she will be in a lot of pain, though her injuries look gruesome, her life is not at risk, I think she's a lucky girl, it could've been alot worse."
Fitz nodded and turned back to Olivia.
"Mr. Grant," the doctor said, "do you know if Olivia has a history of substance abuse?"
"What?" Fitz asked, completely caught off guard by the question.
"No, of course not, she gets drunk off of a glass of wine, she doesn't do drugs and she's been breastfeeding for the past almost 9 months."
The doctor nodded, "okay, just asking, we'll reach out to you further and we'll be periodically checking on Ms. Pope."
"What do you mean okay? You don't just bring that up randomly and then say okay, why are you asking?"
"I think we can discuss this further when Ms. Pope wakes up."
"What? No, why did you bring it up, why did you ask?" Fitz insisted.
The doctor sighed, "I'm sorry Mr. Grant, I can't discuss this any further until Ms. Pope wakes up."
"Did that son of a bitch inject her with something?"
"Mr. Grant, we really should discuss this once Ms. Pope wakes up."
Fitz shook his head in frustration, "fine, get out."
The doctor and nurse took that as their explicit que to leave and so they left and closed the door behind them.
He walked closer to Olivia's hospital bed and stood still, staring, he could hardly recognise her because her face was so bruised, she seemed so different and what did the doctor mean, why was he asking the question? He needed her to wake up so he could know.
Lily stretched to Olivia but Fitz held her close.
There was a knock on the door, Fitz turned around and through the screen he could see Sonia's silhouette.
He walked to the door and opened it.
"Can I see her?"
Fitz stepped aside and allowed her in. She walked over to Olivia's bed and gasped.
"Jesus christ, you poor, sweet girl."
Fitz watched as Sonia placed her hand on Olivia's hair and closed her eyes and began whispering a prayer.
Somehow it made him feel worse.
"Sonia, it's after 6, you should go home."
Sonia turned to him.
"Are you sure you don't need help? I can go and pick up some of Lily's things, some diapers and food."
Fitz nodded, "have on of those useless guards out there take you."
After Sonia left, Fitz walked over to Olivia and stared at her face. Lily stretched for her again.
"No, Lily, not yet."
He leaned her over and let her give Olivia a wet, drool filled kiss on the cheek and then he kissed her lightly on her cheek as well.
Her hair seemed different, her skin seemed different, her smell seemed different but he tried not to focus of that.
"Get as much rest as you need and then wake up, okay baby."
Fitz pulled up a chair beside her bed and sat with Lily. He gave her his phone to keep her busy and after sitting for a half hour, his phone rang. It was Lucky.
Fitz debated for a moment, whether or not to answer and decided against answering, he sent the call to voicemail and handed his phone back to Lily.
Lucky called a few more times but not before Fitz switched his phone to silent.
An hour later, Sonia returned with diapers, wipes, food and a blanket and carseat for Lily.
"Thank you Sonia."
"You need me to taste the food to make sure I'm not poisoning her?" Sonia remarked.
"No, you're off the clock, someone else will do it."
"You can't live your life like this Mr. Grant."
"Like what?" Fitz quipped.
"I don't know, you can't be so angry all the time, try letting god into your life."
Fitz rolled his eyes, "did god prevent this from happening?"
"No, but it could've been worse, she's alive, be thankful that she is, Lily still has her mom and you still have your fiancée. I don't expect you to listen to me, but still, I just needed to say it. Maybe now you'll learn to be more gentle towards her."
She gave him a pat on the shoulder and ran her hands across Lily's hair. Fitz thought about correcting her assumption that he abused Olivia but he didn't have time to change her mind.
"I'll be back tomorrow."
She grabbed her purse and jacket from the couch in the room and walked out. Fitz didn't move from his spot on the chair as he reflected on what Sonia said.
A short while later, after he'd fed Lily again, she fell asleep.
He wrapped her in a blanket and laid her in her carseat and then he heard a knock on the door and walked to open it.
"You son of a bitch," Lucky cursed as he stepped in the room. "Why did I have to find out Olivia was hurt from the news?"
Fitz stepped out past Lucky and motioned for Stuart who was standing across from the door to come inside and then Fitz stepped back in the room.
The moment Stuart walked in Fitz's fist connected with his jaw in a hard loud crunch and fell to the floor.
"Jesus christ Fitz!" Lucky half-yelled from where he stood by Olivia's bed.
Stuart seemed unconscious for a moment but he was only dazed, his eyes fluttered open, he flexed his jaw and reached into his mouth and took out a loose tooth as blood dripped from his mouth.
Lucky walked over quickly and closed the door behind Fitz.
Fitz walked over to Stuart and stomped the foot on his neck.
"You're supposed to be the head of her security so tell me again stuart, how did this happen?"
"Fitz, I don't think this is the best way-" Lucky interjected.
Fitz turned around to Lucky, livid, "do you see her? Do you see what they fucking did to her?"
Fitz turned back to Stuart.
"What were you doing Stuart, while Olivia was getting assaulted in a bathroom, were you twiddling your thumbs, staring into fucking space? What?"
He eased up his foot so Stuart could speak.
"I was guarding the entrance," he choked out.
"Entrance of the cafe but not the entrance of the bathroom, which is where you should have been to prevent this from fucking happening."
Fitz pressed harder against his throat.
"I pay millions for security to avoid shit like this! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!"
Stuart didn't answer, he couldn't, Fitz was stomping too hard against his throat.
"You see Stuart, the only reasonable conclusion I came up with is that you think I'm a punk."
"Fitz, come on," Lucky said, trying to get him to calm down, "you're at a hospital and I saw a lot of cops, I don't want you to get yourself in any trouble."
"I don't care," Fitz kneeled down and pressed his knee against Stuart's throat. "You think I won't drive to Thatcher elementary and pull your wife Sarah out of her class in room 313 and put a fucking bullet in her head or maybe I'll walk down the hall to room 330 and grab Tyler from class."
Stuart's eyes opened wide in fear and shock.
"I will do anything to anyone to protect my family, no matter how cruel, not matter how vile. Don't ever forget that."
"Fitz! Let him go man," Lucky tried to convince him from behind but he could tell Fitz wasn't listening so the first thought that popped into his head was to wake Lily. he was certain Fitz wouldn't kill a man with Lily awake and cooing in the room.
Fitz pressed harder down on Stuart's neck, restraining his hands as Stuart tried to get free and spit froth from his mouth.
Lucky quickly ran over to Lily's carseat and picked her up.
"Hey girl, wake up, look at your daddy."
Fitz heard Lucky speaking and turned around and jumped off of Stuart.
"Are you crazy, don't wake her, she's had a rough day, she needs to sleep."
Fitz took Lily from Lucky and rocked her, even though she hadn't yet woken. It was then that what had happened moments ago came back to him.
"Why did he black out like that?" He thought to himself.
He turned to Stuart, who was still on ground, heaving.
"Get the fuck out." Fitz said. "By the way, that Benz you bought last week from the checks I send you, sell it, return it, because every penny I've given you, you need it give back, you have one week."
Stuart heaved in deep breath and climbed up to his feet and opened the door and stumbled out.
"Fitz, what the hell was that?" You can't just kick the shit outta people whenever you feel like it- what if you hadn't stopped and killed that man. Do you really think when your in jail, they'd be safe from whatever happened today?"
"I'm making you acting ceo of my company."
"What?"
Fitz walked to Olivia's bed and stood over her. He couldn't listen to the speech he was sure Lucky was about to give him on temper so he decided to change the subject.
"Until I get back."
"Where are you going?" Lucky asked.
"I just need time to be with my family, make sure they're safe, today while Olivia was being assaulted and my daughter was in the middle of a shoot out, I was sitting in an executive meeting talking about defense contracts." Fitz ended with a sigh. "She invited me to come but I didn't. If I'd been there, this would've never happened….look at what they did to her face."
Lucky walked closer to the bed so he could get a good look at Olivia.
"I'm sure she'll look fine again, the swelling will go down."
Fitz turned his head to look at him, "what? I don't care about how she looks. I'm talking about the pain she must be feeling."
"Oh.. I'm sorry..I'm sure the doctors have her on good medication."
Fitz nodded, though he never turned his eyes away from Olivia.
The next morning, Fitz hadn't closed his eyes for a minute. After sitting with Olivia for a few hours, he spent the rest of the night and early morning on the phone; plotting, making arrangements and giving orders since he couldn't leave to do it himself.
By 6am, he'd had a new team of guards, ex-military, much more brutal and harcore, men who wouldn't obey Olivia if she asked them to give her space.
By 7am, Lily was wide awake, cooing and fussing for milk.
He fed her, changed her wet diaper and cleaned her up and then by he was finished, Sonia had arrived.
"Good morning, Mr. Grant, Lily." Sonia said as Fitz let her in the door.
He immediately smelled food and then realized that he hadn't eaten since breakfast, the day earlier.
"Hey Sonia."
She walked over to Olivia's bed.
"She still hasn't woken?" she asked.
"No, the nurses have been in and out all night. They said she needs rest."
"I brought you some breakfast...jamaican style."
She handed him a paper bag and took Lily from him in the same breath.
"Eat," she commanded.
"I'm not that hungry, I'm fine."
"Eat," she said again, "unless you left the hospital last night to get food, which I know you didn't, then you are hungry."
She took Lily's hand and kissed it.
"Hey little mama, how your night, were you a good girl?" Sonia asked Lily. she looked at Fitz, "Eat!"
Fitz looked into the bag and took out the packaged food and opened it. It looked strange, he'd never much eaten ethnic food.
"What is this?"
"I could tell you but you wouldn't know, just eat," Sonia took the bag and took out both spoons and used one to scoop a bit of the food from the plate and ate it.
"I didn't poison you, I had some so you can eat as well."
She walked over to the bin and threw the plastic spoon in the trash.
Fitz shrugged and walked to the seat beside Olivia and slowly took out a scoop and ate it.
It was good.
He took another spoon full of food and it tasted even better than the first time. Then he ate a piece of some sort of sweet fried dough, it was good.
Fitz ate it all and then threw out the empty plate and sat on the chair by her bed.
"I see new guards outside," Sonia said. "They look scary."
"I tried going to guards that could blend in, that didn't work so now I don't care so much anymore."
The nurse knocked on the door and walked in.
"Good morning everyone," she said pleasantly.
Fitz had seen her twice already and everytime she greeted him the same way.
She walked over to Olivia's bed and looked down at her, observing. She pressed her hand against Olivia's forehead.
"Is everything alright?" Fitz asked.
"Yes...I…"
The nurse leaned down and gently tried to wake Olivia.
"Olivia, it's your nurse, I need you to wake up so we can see how you're doing.."
She nudged her again, trying to wake her for another minute. Fitz could see that the nurse was getting nervous.
"I'm sorry, I need to get a doctor."
"Why?" Fitz said nervously.
"I think she might have slipped into a coma."
The nurse walked out quickly as she began paging Olivia's attending doctor.
Fitz walked over to Olivia and took both her hands from under the blanket.
"Livie, come on baby, I need you to wake up, just wake up to let me know your okay."
He ran his hands across her cheek and kissed her softly on the lips.
"Just let me know your okay and then you can rest."
He kissed her hand and pressed it against his cheek.
"Come on, Livie," he whispered.
Moments passed and nothing. It was only when he heard a small hoarse cough that his heart stopped. It was so quiet, he could have missed it if the room was so quiet.
"Liv," he said with a saddest smile just as the doctor and nurses walked in the room.
"Ms. Pope, you're awake," the doctor said.
"What's going on?" she asked, coughing louder and harsher. She had to hold her ribs because the pain was so bad. "Where am I?"
She spoke in an american accent, that confused Fitz and Sonia.
"Olivia," Fitz said, caressing her shoulders to stop her from coughing.
The coughing wouldn't stop and then her mouth felt wet, blood, she was coughing blood.
The doctor and nurse were now by her side, after realizing the coughing was only getting worse.
"Olivia look at me," the doctor said quickly as she flashed his light into her eyes.
She felt foggy. She could barely see through one eye while the other felt fine. Her face felt as if she'd been hit by a brick and with every breath, she felt an excruciating stabbing sensation in her ribs.
"Doctor-" Fitz said, unsure of what to do.
Without a word, the nurse ran out of the room and the doctor pulled out a vomit bag from the table and held it by her mouth.
"You need to regurgitate it. Come on Olivia, get it out," the doctor coached. She was being supported by the doctor against the side of the hospital bed.
She coughed and coughed until she gagged up a clot of dark red-almost black blood and then the doctor helped her lean back against the pillow.
She took a deep, hoarse breath that stabbed in the ribs and spoke.
"Who's Olivia and who are all of you?" she said, looking to Fitz. He was so handsome she couldn't take her eyes off of him.
Fitz looked to the doctor, confused.
The doctor held her face up to him gently, "you're name is Olivia Pope, you're in the hospital. Do you know why your in here?"
"Yeah...ummm...some guy jumped me in the alley behind my halfway house?" she said hoarsely. "I guess he banged me up pretty bad, I can't remember anything after I fell. What day is it?"
"It's wednesday Olivia," the doctor replied.
"My name is not Olivia."
"If your name is not Olivia, then what is your name?"
"Erin Pope?" she said, clearing her throat.
"How old are you Erin?" the doctor looked down at the chart in his hands to see if she could answer other questions correctly.
"27."
"What is your date of birth?"
"Christmas day."
"What is your mother's name?"
"I don't know."
"What's your father's name?"
"I don't have a father."
"What does that mean? You're father's dead?" the doctor asked.
"Hopefully."
"Olivia-" the doctor began.
"-my name is not Olivia, it's Erin."
"Okay Erin, how are you feeling? How's the pain?"
"It's nothing I'm not used to, I spent 4 years in prison, I can handle a little beating."
"What are you talking about Olivia?" Fitz asked confused. Did she really hurt her head that bad?
"Erin, the nurse will give you a higher dose of pain medication, I'll be right back."
The doctor looked at Fitz and signalled for him to follow him to the hallway, which Fitz did.
"What's going on?" Fitz asked.
"I've never seen that before, a patient remembering a completely different identity or…"
"...or what?"
"Or this could be after effects of her apparent drug use."
"She doesn't voluntarily use drugs, if the man who attacked her injected her with something, then that's a different story, what do you know?"
"We found track marks on her skin."
"Old or new?"
"Old."
Fitz turned around and walked into the hospital room straight to the hospital bed and pulled the sheet back from her body and opened her elbow to see the small dots in her arm where she'd injected drugs into her vein.
"Hey," she said hoarsely trying to pull her arm back, "I've been clean for a while now, I haven't done drugs since I've been out, my test are clean."
Fitz looked at the small and random tattoos over her arms, he was completely and totally beside himself in shock.
She isn't Olivia and if Olivia wasn't the one laying in front of him, then where was she?
A/N - sorry it took so long, I've been crazy busy. Hopefully there aren't too many errors, I did a quick proof read.