Happy Valentines day. Hope you all have a great day and enjoy.
Song choice: Watch Me-Labi Siffre
Watch me when you call my name
See me sparkle, see me flame
Singing a song, playing a game
Oh, I'm so glad you came
Watch me when you look my way
See me smiling, be my night and day
Touch me in your own sweet way
Feel me tremble you take my words away
In My Dreams
X
She's sore in the most magical way. Every part of her body aches from her toes to her breast. She smiles with elation when she thinks about what had transpired, how he was so close to escaping from her grasp, the idea of him leaving still causes her heart to ache in pain, but just as quickly as he broke her heart, he soothed it by his kiss and touch, and gentle caresses of a future.
She pulls the blanket down a little and smiles softly at the markings on her legs; if she believed their day was dream a mustered from her mind, her body and his words are the only verification of their truth.
She covers her face to hide the smile emerging as she recalls a funny event. Fitz was in the throes of passion, moving passionately on top of her as they pushed and pulled towards one another until a large noise shook the room, frozen at the sound he falls on Olivia with obvious joy laughing hysterically as he looked down at Olivia and told her that he had bumped his head on the headboard. What was once steamy sex quickly evolved to tender, languid sex as the two laughed in-between the rocking of their hips and whimpers of pleasure.
"That was surreal." Olivia whispers gasping for air.
Fitz nods as he too struggles to catch his breath.
"I don't know about you but we just perfected the art of making love"
"I can't feel my legs." Olivia exclaims
"I need a cigarette." Fitz acknowledges standing up from the bed to grab his pad and pencil.
Olivia laughs watching him jump back on the bed.
"What's that?" Olivia lays her head-on Fitz's shoulder noting the journal filled with sketches.
"Oh." Fitz says excitedly "this was my old journal." He opens the book showing Olivia his childhood sketches as they look through them together.
"Fitz, this incredible!" Olivia notes looking at the life like drawings
"Thank you, I've never showed anybody this journal before or any of my journals to be honest."
"But you should me?"
"Like I said. You aren't just anybody."
"How do you do it?"
With a new piece of paper Fitz begins to draw "I just see a picture and I draw it."
"What are you drawing now?"
"That's a surprise." Fitz winks
"Lover boy, what am I going to do with you?" The statement was kind in tone but Fitz heard Olivia's question and her obvious dilemma.
He sighs before looking at Olivia quickly "well, I think you and I are going places Olivia. I think you are the girl for me and I am damn sure going to try and be the guy for you."
"Even if Daniel was there?"
He pauses and looks at Olivia clearly pained at what this would mean to him and just how much hurting his brother will hurt him.
"That I'm not sure." Fitz smiles sadly "Daniel, and I do not have the greatest relationship but he's still my brother and me doing this was horrible in every way."
"I…I..I didn't mean for this…."
"I know." Fitz cuts Olivia off grabbing her hand warmly in his "I know that, neither of us wanted this but you are the one for me. And I've never said that before but you… We are going places Olivia Pope, I don't know where just yet but I know we have something that could be real."
"I feel horrible, Fitz. I came on this trip to know Daniel and his family and I have found myself in a bed with you. None of this is right."
"I know. I feel guilty too, believe me. Daniel and I always had a tumutlous relationship and I promise I tried to not look at you but I did."
"Where do we go from here?"
"Only one place to go..."
"Your head is in the clouds, lover boy."
"Well maybe we should stay there until the storm comes."
"Okay." Olivia agrees.
"Alright, then." Pushing Olivia further in his arms Fitz kisses her on the forehead as he begins drawing once again as she drifts off to sleep.
/
"Why are you smiling?"
Olivia jumps at the intrusion, turning to find Daniel entering their room and laying on the bed beside her.
"Oh just thinking of something."
"What?"
"You weren't there." Olivia lifts her hand absentmindedly to end the conversation
"Are you ready to go home?"
"Not really."
"Wow" Daniel turns to stare at Olivia shocked by her statement
"What?" Olivia looks at him
"I expected you to be the first one to run out of here."
Olivia shrugs her shoulders clearly not wanting to add more attention "I've grown to like it here."
"That's good."
"The people." Olivia clarifies.
"I understand."
"I'm sorry about our fight earlier, Olivia."
"That's okay, let's just forget it."
"Don't you think we should talk about it?"
"No, we have a lot to talk about and this is one of the last things we need to talk about."
"What's there to talk about?" Daniel moves closer to Olivia, confused that they have some form of miscommunication.
Olivia begins shaking her head as she thinks about everything that has transpired. "Us." Grabbing Daniel's hands, she looks at him with tears in her eyes "let's just wait until we get home"
"Why?"
"Because we need to talk and this isn't the place."'
"About what? What do we need to talk about Olivia?" He looks at her for a few seconds trying to read her mind "your breaking up with me." He wasn't asking, he knew.
Olivia closes her robe around her chest, squirming slightly to create space between her and Daniel "that is not true."
"Then what is it?"
"We have to talk. This trip did not bring us together but made us drift further apart. When we go home we are going to talk about our relationship and where it is going. Okay?" She looks at Daniel finally waiting for his response.
He nods his head "for whatever it is worth; I'll fight for us."
/
The four of them minus Jerry sit at the dinner table, conversing and laughing amongst one another. The room is filled with obvious joy and laughter as Helen tells stories to Olivia about Fitz and Daniel's childhood. Biting into her asparagus Olivia looks at the two brothers and finally she sees the uncanny resemblance, their laughing and as Fitz hands Daniel a side dish; Olivia sees they are finally moving towards a more unified relationship. It's a relationship both brothers clearly want yet neither are willing to take that leap forward until now. After days of tension and animosity they are finally sitting and talking as siblings should, Olivia catches Helen's warm smile as she looks at her sons finally coming together in what might be one of their last dinners until they return home once again.
"Nice that y'all didn't wait for me." Jerry roars into the room and the once light room suddenly turned darker with his looming presence even Daniel became tense.
"We didn't know when you would come home." Helen counters
"That's alright, Helen. I brought company." Jerry walks in with Jake right behind him moving to sit beside Olivia who was now squished between him and Daniel while Fitz sat across from her.
"Nice of you to join us." Helen responded in kind.
Quickly the conversation dies as no one now wishes to speak up.
"Olivia?" Jake turns his chair slightly to look at Olivia "Have you enjoyed your stay?"
"I did."
"Was this your first time coming here?"
Olivia nods her head wanting the conversation to move elsewhere.
"And have you liked it?"
"Yes, everyone here has made a lasting impression on me."
Everyone smiles in kind at Olivia's compliment.
Jake looks at Olivia "well, that's good to know. I'm sure Daniel is treating you like a queen."
"I am." Daniel pipes up "Why don't you find a girl to treat like a queen."
Fitz laughs causing Jake to stare at him. "Was that funny?"
"I thought it was pretty funny and that's saying something considering Daniel is pretty dry."
"Where's your girlfriend? Sarah, right?"
"I don't have a girlfriend."
Jake takes a sip of his wine "oh that's right. You aren't ready for a commitment."
"And nobody is willing to commit to you." Fitz retorts
"That's enough." Jerry says silencing the room.
"Fitz, Jake has contacts on how we are going to work on your run?"
"My what?"
"Your run for Governor." Jerry says nonchantlay as though the conversation as been discussed for years
"I'm not running, I told you this years ago. I'm not the one."
Jerry wipes his mouth before turning to Fitz coldly "I told you boy, you are going to run for governor and then become a senator and finally you will be the President."
Fitz sighs frustrated "I'm not doing it. I'm not fulfilling your life goal because you have to many skeletons in your closest."
"Let's not talk about skeletons son because you have quite a few and it's still growing."
They stare at one another before Fitz resumes eating deciding instead to let the conversation die and not feed Jerry with chaos.
"How can you eat all that?" Helen asked Fitz
"I am a growing boy, and dinner happens to be the most important meal of the day." Fitz says loading his plate with more carbohydrates and protein.
The group immediately laughs. "Breakfast, Fitz. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."
"Says who?" Fitz asked taking a bite out of his bread
"Says dieticians and nutritionist." Olivia speaks up
Fitz throws his hand in the air "they don't know what they are talking about."
"They do" Olivia answers "They, have actual degrees in their field and did many studies and test to prove this now true theory."
"That dinner is the most important meal." Fitz responds making sure to watch Olivia laugh at his refusal to acknowledge breakfast as the most important meal, he shouldn't have done it but man does he look for her. If he could make her smile, a real smile- the one smile where her nose squishes and her eyes closes tightly as though to stop from crying…well, if he could get that one smile out of her then this dinner wasn't so bad after all, he thought.
"Can I make a confession?" Jake asked the group "when I first met Olivia, I could have sworn Fitz was her boyfriend?"
The smile suddenly ceased from their faces as the two suddenly felt the chilling wind that finally dawned on them; despite their attempts at anonymity they are actually seen and worse they are found.
"Why would you think that?" Daniel asked wrapping his arm around Olivia's chair as though somehow the physical moment would somehow diminish Jake's claim.
"They just appeared together, that is all. But I will say that you are lucky to have found her and one another." Jake says standing up with his glass of wine in his hand "toast to the new couple, may you find an eternity of happiness with one another."
The group toast but the mood is not the same, they are not the same. Olivia, removes Fitz from her conscious acting instead on being the most devoted girlfriend to Daniel.
"Fitz, I bought you a ticket so you can travel with Daniel and Olivia to New York."
"Thank you, for that kind gift but that won't be necessary."
The group looks at him but Olivia opts instead to focus on her half-eaten food.
"Why not?" Helen asked
Leaning back in his chair, he smiles so calmly as he looks around the room "I'm going home and I'm taking my truck with me."
"Fitz, please tell me you are joking." Helen begs
"I'm not." He answers truthfully
"Why are you doing this?" Olivia looks up at Helen clearly upset face
"I'm not trying to hurt you, I promise." Fitz pleads "I'm going to go on the open road and find some peace.'
"That truck hasn't been driven in years, it has over a hundred thousand miles on it and you think it's safe to drive across the country in it?"
"Mom, let him be."
"Shut up, Daniel." Helen says coldly clearly upset that she seems to be the only one worried about Fitz if he got on the road with a truck that's over ten years old and poorly driven.
"Helen, we have company." Jerry speaks up
"If you want to drive then take a more stable and secure car."
"No." Fitz shakes his head "she's coming with me. I've been working on her little by little since I got home. She drives good as new."
"No."
"Mom, Fitz is a grown man let him drive his truck. What's the problem?"
"I am talking to my son, stay out if this." Helen pleads to Daniel.
"He is not yours!" Daniel shouts causing everyone in the room to stop and stare at him "Fitz is not your son, I am. It makes no different I was never yours."
"Daniel" Olivia shouts watching as he walked away with Fitz following close behind.
The room fills with awkward silence and cautiously Olivia turns to look at Jerry who she has found staring directly at Helen. "I told you growing attach to that boy was no good. You figure this out. Let 's go Jake." Jerry stands up walking out of the room with Jake quickly following behind.
For minutes neither of the two ladies speak, Olivia wanted to leave but how can she walk away when Helen clearly hasn't. so, they sit for minutes with silence echoing throughout the walls.
"I know you must think of me as a horrible parent, for loving a child that is not mine but I love my boys. I love them dearly. "she wipes the tears coming down her face before continuing "Fitzgerald is not my son; I did not give birth to him but he is mine in every way and Daniel is right…I have two sons and I've failed to be a good mother."
"I think you are pretty great." Olivia whispers out causing Helen to give her a sad smile.
"My marriage and family was not built on love and fidelity but the opposite. But because this started in chaos I had to trust and work on our relationship so that it would not end in chaos. I remained faithful and loyal in our marriage in hopes of atoning for my sins. I gave birth to a beautiful son but he was never mine." She looks at Olivia with tears in her eyes "he always belonged to Jerry despite my attempts to keep him with me. I was broken, depressed and absolutely hopeless but then one day Jerry brought home this young boy and he was so sad; his sadness mirrored mine and I thought that since he lost his mother and I lost my son we could be there for each other."
Olivia listen as Helen tells her story, at times she stops in between as though the memories are too hard or too sweet to relive.
"Fitz and I were not without our problems but we grew together and Daniel is right. I didn't protect him from Jerry, even though he was young, Jerry took Daniel and I never stood a chance but Fitz, I wasn't going to let that mistake happen again. Fitz, was mine to protect and I tried to protect both as best I could, I would take them places but Daniel never wanted to be there…" she looks down at her hands staring at the large ten carat diamond ring on her finger, fiddling with it before speaking once again "Olivia, please do not think that I do not love Daniel or Fitz. I love them equally. I do. But I love them differently."
Olivia reaches over the table grabbing Helen's hand in hers. "I understand." Olivia whispers "I really do." Her voice cracking at her own acknowledgement and love for the two brothers.
"I was so unhappy but Fitz came and suddenly I had a purpose. Life was given to me. I was given a second chance. I wasn't going to squander it." She laughs happily at her fondest memory with Fitz "Fitz, wanted to be a superhero growing up, he whispered it in my ear one day and I asked him why and he told me because 'they save people.' I wanted to inspire his dreams so I took him to the 'Union Rescue Mission' and there we spent every Saturday passing out breakfast and lunch and donating, but I will never forget what happened after the first day. Fitz was upset and he wouldn't cry but he was discouraged and he finally told me that he didn't like that they were living like that and that he couldn't save them…" she wipes the lone tear "I told him that saving a person doesn't always require an emergency event. That sometimes a person just needs to see someone with a gentle heart, a pretty smile and a dash of hope. And I promised him that if he continued to come he would see how many lives he has saved; with my life being first."
There's a pause as the two women absorb the meaning of Helen's words. Helen, didn't save just Fitz. Fitz, saved her too.
"Why did you stay?" Olivia
"What life did I have outside of Jerry? I had no income and no family. Jerry wouldn't have let me take Daniel and most certainly not Fitz. I couldn't protect them If I left them, but here I was able to watch over Daniel and guide him as best as I could, as much as he would allow me."
"Why not leave now?"
"I'm content." Helen nods her head "I've raised my children to the best of my ability and now I'm okay. I've found joy and Jerry and I have grown as people."
"Was he abusive?" Olivia whispers
"Not physically. But the problem is that wounds heal but words stay forever. I love Daniel and I love Fitz and I'm sorry that I failed my son. I truly am."
"You didn't fail him. Daniel, is a great man. He is kind, successful and he's generous. Olivia says "you raised him well, both well." Olivia clarifies
Helen shakes her head still not quite satisfied "Fitz is easier to love… that's not his fault but it's mine. Daniel and I have memories together and I know he doesn't see it but I was there for him; every step of the way. I was the first word he said, I was the first person he walked to, and I was the first person at every game cheering him on."
"Daniel, loves you." Olivia speaks "and I think you two should talk. I think you two miss each other and it's never too late to learn and grow."
Helen reaches for Olivia's hand kissing them warmly in appreciation of her wise words "you are so wise and kind. My son will be lucky to have you as a wife and I will be honored to have you in my family."
/
With everyone in their respective rooms, Olivia reaches the door to the room her and Daniel share, but before she opens the door; Fitz enters from the far end of the hallway. Olivia can't stop the way her heart flipped at just the sight of him. His eyes meet hers and he smiles tenderly as she moves towards the moon light where he stands waiting for her. Daniel forgotten now.
"Fancy seeing you here." Olivia whispers
"I was in the library working on something." He whispers equally soft
"Should we get out of here for a minute?" Fitz whispers and with a nod of her head he leads them to a vacant area of the mansion; his old room.
She touches the dresser filled with dust "do you dust?" she quips jokingly
"Well, I don't live here anymore but to answer your question, no I do not dust. It's nice to see Jerry taking such good care of my stuff." He jokes
"Good dad."
"Oh he's the best."
A comforting silence enters the room. Words too heavy to be spoken, feelings to louder to be ignored. He reaches to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear, and she leans into his palm, warm despite the chilling environment.
"Man, I've missed you."
"Fitz," she murmured, bringing her hand up and stroking the backs of her fingers along the planes of his face. He closed his eyes and leaned into her hand, and she felt as if her heart were being shredded into pieces as she studied his freckled skin, kissing the faint scare on his forehead.
"I'm so glad you came." He whispers in Olivia's ear feeling her tremble at his words. he breathed, leaning his face suddenly against her shoulder
"Me too." She was pleased at the strength of her voice when it left her but inside, she was trembling.
"This was a deep day."
"Yeah. How are you?" He asked
"I'm not sure…" she answers honestly "I'm confused. And I'm ashamed and I just don't know…but I know what I want." Her pulse was throbbing in her throat. Moving slowly, he lifted his hand to her chin, and used his fingers to tilt her face upwards to meet his eyes.
"What do you want?" his breath was barely a whisper
"You" Her guilt nearly overwhelmed her, and she felt a sudden need to flee, but Fitz's face was moving down towards hers, and she could not oppose the pull. His kiss was soft and unsullied. Delicately he presses his lips against hers only faintly, as if taking a sip of scotch and letting the remains settle on his lips.
After a moment, he pulled away and looked down at her. With a small smile, he said, "are you sure?"
"yes" she breathed as he came back to her immediately.
He moved his hand to cup the side of her face and brought his other arm around her waist, pulling her to him. Feeling the pit of her lower stomach turn liquefied, a small sound escaped her throat. Of a sudden, he released her, and drew back with a ragged breath. One hand remaining firmly on her neck to keep her in place.
"What are you going to do about Daniel?"
Somewhere in her consciousness, she felt something snap. The guilt that lurked in his voice, and the implications of her own wrongdoing within it.
"I have to break up with him, I'm doing it when I get back home."
His face was a blend of desire and sorrow, and he began to say "I'm sorry," but she cut him off "I can't talk about it. Because if I think about it then I won't do it."
He pulls her back so he could look at her "hey, I don't want you doing something that you will regret."
"Why do I have to choose?"
He had begun to smile softly "you don't have to." He promises. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt them fill with tears. Anxiety was rising in her throat, and she was torn between her panic at the thought of parting from Fitz and her shame at the thought of greeting Daniel.
"Kiss me wonder girl." He commands with his signature crooked smile and happily she obliges. Her breath stuttered and her heart began to beat erratically that she was kissing him again. All questions, all the guilt evaporated the minute his lips touched hers. Cupping the sides of her face he pulls her towards him, he kisses her deeply. Her lips are soft as velvet they caress his mouth. Her breathes deepens as she feels his calloused fingers ghost around her warm flesh.
He tastes like home.
She lets out a sharp gasp as her lips remove from his, her lips are red and swollen, her eyes are glowing with passion and warmth, her skin burns with touch and thoughts. She caresses his clean shaved face before walking to the door, knowing that if she didn't move away from him she would stay with him all night and watch the sunrise. Olivia freezes at the door, turning around she looks at him and smiles softly at him without uttering a word.
"See you later, babe." He said with a soft smile.
/
"You okay?"
She finds him sitting in the dark facing the window.
"Not really." He turns to look at Olivia, smiling softly at her before turning back around "I was hurtful and cruel to my mom"
"You were hurt."
"But that doesn't mean I should hurt her." Daniel sighs "I feel invisible at times especially with this family. I'm chasing a shadow and the shadow doesn't even belong to me. No matter how hard I try, I will never be my brother." He looks at Olivia and she sees Fitz, the honesty and sincerity of his words, why is it now that he's finally revealing pieces of his world to her.
"I think you two should have a talk, she misses you and you miss her. It's not too late to patch up your relationship and grow from your past mistakes."
"You're right. I'll talk to her tonight before I go to bed."
"Did you and mom, have a good talk?"
"We did." Olivia moves to sit beside him on the window seat "she talked and I mostly listened."
"That's good."
Olivia nods her head "how was your talk with Fitz?"
"Nice. I think we are starting to grow up. It was a needed talk for both of us."
"Well at least something good came from this trip after all."
"Not the only thing." Olivia manages a smile in response but doesn't respond.
/
She couldn't believe that she slept well last night, after saying goodnight to Fitz and speaking with Daniel, Olivia was emotionally spent and more than that she was finally okay. What she thought after sleeping with Fitz would lead to an epiphany only lead to further confusion and heartache. her mind and her heart were torn between the two brothers both vastly different yet so oddly familiar.
She walks downstairs with Daniel and they find Helen sitting at the kitchen table clearly upset.
"What's wrong?"
"It's Fitz." she whispers crying
Immediately, Olivia felt her world come crashing at the mention of his name, her ear's started pounding defiantly in her ear, she swears for a few seconds her heart stopped.
"What? Where is he? Is he okay?" She spits out moving towards Helen.
"He's gone."
Olivia bites her lip to stop from crying "Gone where?"
"He went home, he went back to New York."
Olivia shakes her head "No, he was here last night."
"He left last night. He took his truck and just like that he was gone...he wrote letters for everyone." She hands Olivia her letter and Daniel's his.
Olivia touches the white envelope paper etched with her name written, hiding the obvious tremble of her hand.
"You knew he was leaving? Why didn't you say something?" Helen asked turning to look at Daniel.
"He told me not to tell anyone, he said he was causing too many problems and that he needed space to clear his head."
"But he's driving that unsafe truck and he didn't even say goodbye to me."
"Mom, you know Fitz, he hates saying goodbye."
She wipes her tears clearly hurt understandably.
Looking at Olivia's softly trembled hand "are you going to open it?"
Olivia shakes her head "Not yet, I wish he would have said goodbye…I grew quite fond of him."
"He grew equally fond of you, Olivia."
/
Olivia sat down in the window seat. She placed her carry-on down in her lap rather than the overhead bin. Knowing there will be no way for her to retrieve the letter he written her from Daniel who was sitting in the adjacent seat.
Olivia sat back comfortably in her seat, watching the passengers board one by one. She prayed that Daniel's medication would kick in and he would sleep the entire plane ride. The last thing she wanted to do was talk or pretend that she was okay with Fitz's sudden departure. Just as quickly as he entered her life, he was gone. She's never been so angry before in her life, she came to him and told him that she wanted him and he left her reeling in the aftermath of his absence. She doesn't want to read this letter yet not reading it would only cause her more pain.
The plane took off without hitch, and patiently Olivia waited for Daniel to fall asleep before reaching in her purse and retrieving her letter, she turns to Daniel and watches him for a few minutes, fortunately he's out cold.
She opens the envelope gently with the upmost care, and there she sees a white sheet of paper.
A letter.
Her letter.
That was all it took for the anger to dissipate into nothingness as her world came crashing down by a mere letter.
Her fingers ghost over the delicate paper, feeling the tiny bumps of Fitz's pen. Her hand begins to tremble as she starts to read.
If you are reading this letter, then it appears that my cowardice has won the battle and I have retreated in shame that I am sadly not enough. The moment I met you, I knew you were someone I would not easily forget. If only I had met you sooner perhaps I would have been the man deserving of a woman as magnificent as you. My dreams are highly variable from day to day yet I have found the constant in all of them.
You.
In my dreams I lose the concept of time, it's something that I don't really mind because its gonna take me a while to find out everything about you that I can, from the gentle touch of your hands to your toes in the sand of this beach devoid of reality, these brief moments that you've given me have brought me to the brink of insanity, but I simply don't care; your hair swaying with the wind, our beating hearts making up the only sound in between whispers that carry secrets too heavy to be heard aloud.
You see, in my dreams every touch is gentle and warm, every kiss is filled with bliss, and every word that you say plays back in my head like the most beautiful song; and I struggle to hold on to the memories of the days where we laughed and played under the soft white bed sheets, the sweet smell of your perfume as you entered the room, those times where we would lay beside each other and smile as we stared at the moon, wondering if it was looking back at us and smiling too.
In my dreams, forever never seems quite long enough. So if this is all the time we have, just don't wake me up.
But in case you truly can't stay, I'll leave you with a final poem: "find me beneath the porcelain stars, amongst fragments of memories that define who we are, touch me like a snowflake grazes a cheek, feel me like warm sand sinking under your feet, And like lights that adorn the edges of streets, we touch the hearts of others as they pass through; People will come in to our lives and eventually they'll leave, but what always remains...is how they changed you.
Save the world, Wonder Girl. I'll be there cheering you on.
Love,
Your number one fan
LB."
Her eyes burn and her vision is blurry as tears fall heavily down her face. Using the back of her hand she wipes her tears as she finds another letter. Opening the letter, she freezes at the sight of her portrait, there she was laying in the chalk white sheets of his bed. Her eyes grow as it dawns on her that the drawing in her hand was the one he was working on while they laid in bed. Her hair is covering the pillow; the thin white sheet barely covers her chest yet she feels the warmth and safety she felt with his presences. Underneath the drawing he writes his final words.
The faithless will never understand the faithful devotion that I have for you. For every atom that I am made of was made for you.
I'll find you.
She bites her lip to stop from her crying, she shakes her head several times to remove herself from this emotionally grueling letter that managed to expose her in ways that still has her spinning. She holds the letter to her heart as she looks out the window wondering where he was.
With his head bouncing in rhythm to a song, we find Fitz on the road with the sun shining brightly on him as he cruises down highway 90 making his way back home.
It's going to be a good day.
*Majority of Fitz's letter to Olivia is a poem called 'In my Dreams' by Igor Oro