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I just wanted to say thank you for all the wishes and prayers, Grad school is coming along slowly but surely. And thank you to those who send reviews or private messages, they are the absolute best as are all of you. Not sure when I will be able to post again, hopefully soon! But just know I love this story and I appreciate you all for sticking with me.
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Part 2:
Previously:
"Daniel." Olivia walks out of the room as security attempts to escort Daniel out of the hospital.
"Olivia? What the hell are you doing?"
With her head held high and shoulder pushed back; Olivia looks proudly at Daniel and says
"The right thing."
X
He hears Olivia talking and Daniel yelling, he wants to go out there and finish the fight with his brother and take Olivia away for good. It's not her job to fight his battles and he sees that now. What has been done cannot be undone. His eyes are open and he sees clearly now what he must do. He's been far too relaxed about his family and the levels of their wickedness. He sees the error of his ways and he's ready now more than ever before to put an end to this disjunction.
He can hear Olivia's voice strong but faintly through the door. He smiles at his own personal gladiator defending him, her actions have resonated so deeply in his marrow that he feels the compulsion to claim and protect her from those who seek her for their own personal gain. He knows Olivia is valuable to the company but more importantly to Daniel. He has to watch Daniel, he's clearly underestimated his brother, and to his own fault he vows to never make that same mistake again.
He turns to the door, hearing Daniel yell once again. He bites his lip, struggling to remain seated and spend this much needed time with his mother.
The yelling stops, and Fitz's fist eases, he turns back to Helen, smiling apologetically at not focusing on her.
"I'm sorry, mom. There's a lot of commotion outside your door and it's getting me a little side track but I'm present now...mom... I've tried being the good guy, the man you want me to be but…" he stops himself " I am not certain I am the man you believe me to be… I'm tired of people like dad and Daniel winning. How the rich get richer and the poor get poorer. It angers me that I have to talk to you like this..." he freezes for a moment, he holds her hand in his, he's breaking. "This shouldn't have happened to you...not someone as perfect as you."
He bites his lip to stop himself from sobbing. "I think I should talk about something more positive." He takes a break to focus his energy on something positive. "My kids are amazing, they have me both excited and fearful of having children." Fitz laughs "but then again having a baby with the right person can never be a bad thing."
A beat passes. The monitors beep to remind Fitz where he is at and what state his mother is in.
"Mom, I told you that you would be the first person I come to when I fall in love." Fitz laughs "Well, I'm in love. Let me tell you this women is so far out of my league, she's as beautiful as she is brilliant. She is self-depreciating yet completely perfect in every word and adjective. She's inspired me to be better, and not just generally speaking but I'm better financially, emotionally. This women…she means the world to me, and her name is Olivia Pope." He stops talking to look at Helen, somehow expecting for her to come out of her coma and talk to him about the bomb he's just unleashed.
"I know what you are thinking, this is a mistake. But a mistake can lead to something quite beautiful, lead you to a place your never imagined yourself going. She broke up with Daniel months ago, and we found one another and have been together ever since… We both tried to fight our feelings for one another but when the heart speaks, it speaks."
He looks at Helen, smiling at her. "She looks after me and I look after her. We both have suffered so greatly but with each other we have found happiness."
He kisses Helen's hand "I wish you can see her through my eyes."
"If you could see and feel what I feel for her then you would know the sincerity of my heart and understand completely why I am hers."
"Lover boy strikes again." Fitz laughs sadly as he looks at his ventilated mother.
/
"Why are you here? And why am I not allowed to enter my mother's room?"
"Why don't you ask yourself why Fitz wasn't allowed to enter his mother's room?"
Daniel stops talking and stares at Olivia, coldly.
"Are you screwing him?" his voice drops an octave, his eyes menacing
" Who I am screwing is none of your business, let me make that clear to you." Olivia says firmly
"Then why are you here? And why with Fitz?"
Placing her black Prada purse next to the chair near Helen's room, Daniel walks over to Olivia who has yet to move. "What happened, was that you called me and told me about your mother and I came to be of support. But imagine how I felt when your brother found my number and pleaded with me to somehow change your mind."
Daniel stares at Olivia with such disdain in his voice. "He found your number and went crying to you?"
"He thought we were together." Olivia answers calmly "he acted on desperation and thought that I could change your mind. And he has every right to be angry. Daniel, what the hell are you doing? How can you deny your brother the opportunity to see his mother?"
"Because that is not his mother!" Daniel yells angrily, he allows the tears to fall down his face "I did what I had to do!" Daniel argues.
Olivia nods her head "and so did, I."
/
"She's the reason I'm here with you right now, mom. Olivia, and her brilliant mind were able to get me here to be with you. I …I … I don't know where I would be without her." Fitz says softly as he looks at Helen.
"I'm in love and I wanted you to be the first person I told because someday soon I plan on marrying Olivia. I am going to marry her." Fitz promises
"Olivia is going to be my wife and afterwards the mother of my children. So I need for you to get better. Because you have a life and a family waiting for you…"
He intertwines their fingers swinging them from side to side
" So you get your rest and take all the time in world healing because I'm not going anywhere. I am going to stay here with you in California and nurse you back to health." Fitz nods his head with confirmation of his plans "I have you, mom. Forever and always." Fitz hugs Helen, wrapping his large arms around her small frame.
"You left me in charge for a reason, and I won't let you down." Fitz promises kissing Helen's forehead as he vows to not to cry.
/
"Olivia, what did you do?"
Calmly, Olivia opens her purse and hands Daniel the legal papers.
"What is this?" Daniel ask without looking at the papers
"That is Helen's Power of Attorney."
She watches Daniel drop the papers on the floor as he stares at her broken.
"She made Fitz her sole decision maker." Olivia decides to rub the already oozing wound.
"I'm her son."
"And so is Fitz."
Daniel yells angrily "She gave birth to me! Fitz's mother is dead and now you will make sure that I won't see mine ever again."
"That will be Fitz's call to make, and considering the stunt you pulled I feel Fitz is well within his rights to deny you the same opportunity. "
"You are punishing me?"
"Not me. But Fitz has the power to do what he pleases. He makes the calls."
"He doesn't get to make them!" Daniel shouts
"Actually, he does and he will. As of now no one is allowed to enter Helen's room without Fitz's authorization or approval."
"What the hell are you doing, Olivia? Are you here for me or him?"
"I'm here to do the right thing. Because obviously you are incapable of being a decent person. Incapable of being the man I once thought you were." Olivia spews with such venom that she's disgusted at the thought of Daniel.
" How can you live with yourself?" She finds herself asking Daniel without much control
"When I found out, I knew I had to make a choice. If I told Fitz then I would lose my mother, she wouldn't care about me because he would be there and for once. For once I wanted her to know that I am her son and that I would be there for her. I was trying to step up!" Daniel pleads
"By keeping your brother out." Olivia counters
"By being her son for the first time in our life." Daniel clarifies.
"And losing your brother in the process."
"You don't get it. Fitz, had a mother and then he found another mother in my mom. I don't have that luxury, she is it for me Olivia. Do you get that? She is all I have."
"You should know better than anyone that I understand, but I wouldn't deny someone the opportunity to see my mother even if I want to be selfish and keep her just to myself."
"I made peace that I was going to take back my mom and lose my brother."
"Take peace in knowing that if Fitz wishes to pursue legal action I will be representing him."
"That's a conflict of interest." Daniel seethes
"Too who? You? Cause I only work at the firm and there is no professional gain for me." Olivia walks away from Daniel
"How about personal?" Daniel spews
She turns to Daniel at the jab. "It's not me that would be the conflict of interest, but you. You knew your mother made Fitz the executive and her sole power of attorney, you had your buddy write up the will and you signed as a witness."
Daniel stares at Olivia with tears in his eyes, his anger and embarrassment palpable.
"You are threatening me?"
Olivia moves closers to Daniel
"I don't make threats. I make cold, calculating decisions where I know that I will win. If Fitz wants to make things right he is well within his rights to do so, and I will represent him free of charge."
Daniel stares at Olivia in both horror and wonder, the fire lit inside her today is unlike anything he has ever seen from her. She's dazzling yet he knows if he moves too close to her she will burn him.
"Do you hate me?" Daniel asked with such dejection that Olivia even softens her flames.
"I don't hate you." Olivia answers "but I don't know you. Not anymore."
"Is he bothering you?" Fitz asked calmly from the door
"No-"
"You son of a bitch, you went and told my girlfriend on me?" Daniel yells with his anger rising at Fitz's presence and Olivia's rejection.
Fitz walks to Daniel calmly before throwing him to a wall and chocking him. "I wanted to see my mother and you denied me. I should kill you." Fitz murmurs softly to Daniel as Olivia struggles to push him off Daniel.
"let him go." Olivia pleads before all of them get kicked out.
"You are dead to me."
"Fitz, enough."
With a final squeeze he releases Daniel and attempts to walk away
"You stole my mother and now my girlfriend hates me! What kind of man does that?" Daniel yells
"What kind of a man would be so selfish that he would only think about self-righteous ego." Fitz counters walking back towards Daniel.
Daniel smiles coldly. "I forgot lover boy, we all don't have the luxury to play in the sky. I had to work in order to provide, something you don't wish to do. And let me tell you this. Helen is my mother."
"Everything you are is because of me. I refuse to be Jerry's puppet but you are so desperate to be loved that you are willingly to sacrifice the little bit of your soul. Who are you Daniel without Jerry? You live in his shadow doing his dirty work and you are happy being his yes man. You are an accomplice "
Olivia stares at Fitz curiously at what he is referring to. It appears she hasn't touched the surface of the Grant family secrets.
"I don't know what you are talking about ." Daniel says firmly to Fitz his eyes darkening as he stares at Fitz menacingly. "What I do know is that Helen is my mother, Fitz. I gave her to you but I am taking her back."
"What you feel is guilt, Daniel. You failed our mom and now you are trying to make up for it. And you didn't give Helen to me, she loves me like a mother should and I love her like a son should. Despite your indifference you hate the fact that she loves me and she always will."
"You have to always be the best right!" Daniel yells "You can't let me have a girl. You have to have them all."
"let it go." Olivia demands as she stares at Fitz sternly who walks pass her.
"I am taking my mother away from you and Jerry, this will be the last time you see her."
"I won't' let you!"
Nurses from each hall run directly into Helen's room bypassing the commotion of the brothers
"What's going on!" Fitz yells as he watches the nurses grab a crash cart and a doctor running in.
"We are going to need for you all to step outside."
"No!" Fitz yells as he pushes towards Helen.
"Fitz!" Olivia yells grabbing Fitz's arm trying to stop him.
The nurses push Fitz back as he looks past them towards his mother who's now being shocked with the crash cart.
"Mom! You hang on! Don't you leave me!" Fitz yells as he gets shoved out of the room.
The group is silent. Olivia stands in a corner watching Daniel pace as Fitz sits in a chair in what can only be confusion or shock, perhaps both simultaneously.
For what felt like an eternity, they waited and they waited until finally the doctor comes out and Olivia knew without a word being spoken that Helen had died.
She watches Daniel walk away crying while Fitz remains stoic, listening to every word the doctor says before asking any questions.
/
When she arrives at Stephen's home it almost feels like she's in a drunken stupor. The world is fuzzy and nothing makes sense but the unusual sensation of being sad, someone being amiss. Today almost feels like a dream, she's not actually in control of her movement, just going through the motions. She left the hospital before Jerry came, knowing that staying between the two brothers would only cause more destruction than what has already been caused.
Little by little she removes her clothes and slides into the warm bathtub. Completely submerging herself in the water Olivia hopes to accomplish the numbing feeling of losing conscious, not to the point of passing out or drowning but to feel the chocking sensation of your lungs crying out for air only to be deprived of such gift. Daniel begged her to stay but Olivia knew she had to go, and oddly so did Fitz.
But she's worried about him. Fitz said nothing after the doctor left not even to her, only that she had to go before Jerry came. She remembers pleading with him to say something but he couldn't or wouldn't. Fitz alone with those monsters can't be a good thing, and with Helen now gone who will look after him?
She emerges from the water, gasping for air as she looks at her phone ringing beside her.
"Hi."
"Where are you?"
"I'm here at Stephen's."
"You didn't call me."
"I'm sorry, I figured you had more important things to worry about."
"You are my most important person, now."
Olivia smiles in the phone sadly.
"When are you leaving?"
Sitting adjacent from Helen, he looks at her. "In a little bit. I've already called a funeral home, they will be here shortly."
"What happened?" Olivia whispers
"She had another stroke." Fitz whispers faintly "this one caused her to bleed in the brain."
"Oh God." Olivia whispers
"I need you."
"I'm here Fitz, I'll come to you."
"No." Fitz shakes his head as he watches Daniel and Jerry talk from outside the room "you stay away from here."
"Fitz, I don't trust them."
"I don't either, which is why you stay far away from here and them. I will be leaving shortly."
"I'll pick you up." Olivia says jumping out of the bath tub.
"No." Fitz says firmly "You stay far away from here, do you understand me?"
"Fitz." Olivia begs
"These people are monsters, Olivia and I won't have you near them."
"What about you?"
"They can't hurt me, anymore."
"Leave right now then."
"I'm waiting for them to leave first." He stares at Helen, never once taking his eyes off her "besides I have somethings to do before I go."
Quickly Olivia looks at her phone and notices Daniel calling her.
"Daniel is calling me."
"Answer it."
"I don't want to."
"Do it." Fitz promises
With a sigh, Olivia clicks over.
"Hey."
"How are you?" Olivia ask
"Not good. My heart is broken, I wasn't expecting to lose her."
"I know."
"Where are you?"
"I'm away, for good."
"You don't have to do that."
"No, I do." Olivia promises
"Liv…"
"You and your brother have tension and I don't want to be a part of that. I came to be supportive."
"And you are and I appreciate it."
"Good."
"I need you more now than ever before."
"No, you don't."
"Liv."
"What you need is your family."
"My mother is dead."
"I'm not talking about your mom."
"You are my family." Daniel says
" I am not your family, Daniel. You have a family and it's not me. I don't want to be your family."
"Olivia."
"Goodbye, Daniel."
/
The air is thick. The ground saturated from the rain from earlier. The humidity stifling. He smells the imminent rain signaling the sign for an looming storm heading their way.
He licks his lip, tasting the copper of his own blood. His mind can only go back to the fight in the hospital. Jerry was gone, and Daniel kept making cheap shots but Fitz wasn't responding, he wasn't going to give Daniel the satisfaction of seeing him react, he knows how to cause pain and silence hurts Daniel more than words ever could.
Fitz blocked much of his punch but he allowed Daniel to punch him so he could feel something, anything. He believed Daniel punching him would wake him up some way, that this entire day would somehow be a cruel joke, but all he felt was the irreversible numbness shooting through his nerves to remind him that today did happen and that his mother is still dead.
He pushes open their bedroom door, stumbling to the room in search of Olivia.
Out of instinct, his arms are drowning to protect her from his tears that have turned into a storm.
"I'm so sorry, baby." Olivia whispers in his ear, her voice struggling to remain strong.
There it was. The crack in his cemented foundation, he lifts Olivia in his arms, not paying attention to her daggling feet that soon wrap around his waist. He hides in her breast, sobbing loudly.
She kisses his forehead as she looks ahead.
Setting Olivia back on the ground, Fitz wipes his red eyes "My mom died."
Olivia nods her head sadly but doesn't respond.
"She's dead' he whispers again before sobbing once more. His words finally hitting him that he has lost his mother."Why did she leave me?"
"She's still here with you, she loves you Fitz. This much she told me."
He lifts his head and stares at Olivia wondering how she can say that.
"At the ranch, Helen told me that loving you was easier than loving Daniel and that you saved her life the day you walked into it."
"She said that?"
"She did." Olivia nods " And that the two of you would go volunteer at the local homeless shelters because you wanted to save lives….What she didn't tell you was that the first life you saved was hers.
His eyes well with unshed tears, his throat painfully constricting. Why did Olivia tell him this?
"Yet I couldn't save her." He whispers pained
"You saved her." Olivia acknowledges, her fingers intertwining with his.
"She saved me." Fitz 's head falls in despair as he covers his face with his hands and begins to cry once again. "I didn't get the chance to tell her thank you."
"She knows, Fitz. She knows you love her, it's why she entrusted you to look after her in her time of need. You two found each other and have been together ever since.
Fitz nods his head "I told her I was happy but I didn't expect for her to leave me so soon."
"What did you tell her?"
"That I was in love and that it was you."
Olivia's eyes widened in surprise. "You did?" her voice drops as she tries not to cry herself.
"I did." Fitz smiles sadly "I told her, I planned on marrying you and starting a family. That she was going to be a grandma soon if I had it my way."
Olivia felt her heart skip a beat at the prospect of having a child with Fitz and his calmness about their future. Does he see their future so clearly? Does he want a child now? Does she even want children? Her thoughts go to several places before returning back to him
" I told her, she didn't have to worry about me anymore…" he looks down at his hands " I just thought we had more time."
Olivia kisses Fitz's hand "she left knowing that you were going to be okay, you gave her the comfort she needed to leave."
He turns to Olivia "You think so?"
Olivia nods her head "I do. Helen waited for you and after she saw her sweet boy and heard him say he was going to be okay, I think she felt at peace leaving."
Fitz sobs in his hands once again "I'm going to miss her so much. I could have been there for her but Daniel.."
"Don't mention his name."
Fitz nods his head.
"What happened to your lip?" Olivia turns Fitz to face her as she expects his face more closely.
"The one who shall not be mentioned punched me."
"Why?"
"I wasn't giving him the satisfaction he wanted so he punched me and I allowed it."
She cradles his bruised cheek before kissing his lips.
Fitz uses the opportunity to bring Olivia into his arms. His grip moves downward, squeezing her hips against him before untying the knot on her robe and watching the swell of her breast rise. Olivia feels her stomach turn to mush, her throat tighten, her cheeks blushing.
"Behave." Olivia shakes her head. Retying her robe as she walks to bathroom where Fitz follows closely behind.
"I'm behaving." He promises
They flick the lights on and are momentarily stunned by the grandeur of the room. The large room stretches on for miles until they end at a ceiling-to-floor window, obstructed only by a sleek porcelain tub.
It's shocking that they never actually noticed the tub before until this moment.
With the water running, Olivia helps Fitz take off his clothes. He drowns in her brown doe eyes, the gut-wrenching feeling of being explicitly vulnerable to another soul has both frightened and calmed him.
With the water's temperature perfect, she guides Fitz to sit and he obeys but not before requesting that she does the same.
"Aren't you going to join me?" Olivia can hear the genuine sincerity in his voice, and Olivia knows even without looking at him that he would be staring at her with those beautiful blue grey eyes of his.
She turns tentatively to face him, his eyes are darker, his curly hair is slicked back from the water, he gives Olivia a crooked smile that has her throwing caution to the wind.
Olivia carefully dips her foot in the hot water, and sits adjacent from Fitz. Somehow without her knowing Olivia found herself relaxing. She leans further into the water, her head falling, her eyes closing. With a deep breath she exhales a sensual sigh of peacefulness.
They sit like this in silence, enjoying the warm water and the companionship of the other.
The water swirls, and Olivia sees Fitz moving to massage her feet.
"Shouldn't I be taking care of you?"
"You do." Fitz promises as he applies pressure to Olivia's foot causing her to moan softly.
"We've never taken a bath together before." Fitz acknowledges
"Or a shower."
"I thought we did." Fitz murmurs
"No."
"But you saw me in the shower."
Olivia freezes, absolutely mortified. "I don't know what you are talking about." She slides her foot away from him, needing some form of distant to hide her embarrassment.
"You came to my room at the Ranch and saw me masturbating to the thought of you and well watching you…"
"You have a very active imagination." She plays ignorance
"Oh really?" Fitz jokes "so you weren't peeping on me in the shower?"
"Nope." Olivia shakes her head and Fitz laughs loudly, his first laugh since he arrived to California.
"That's a shame because I was definitely thinking of you."
"Have you.." Olivia begins to fiddle with the soap, anything to avoid Fitz's all-knowing gaze.
"Have I what?"
"Thought of me as you.."
Masturbate?"
"Yes."
"All the time."
"Really?" Olivia scoots closer to Fitz, overly curious about how and where he thinks of her.
Fitz nods his head as he slips down in the tub, his arms used as a head rest. "I think about you always. You are in my head constantly. I cum to thought of you. I smile at the image of you. I think about tasting you, and wondering if you will be as sweet as last time."
Olivia fidgets in the tub unsure whether the water temperature dropped, or her body temperature raised. He has completely unnerved her, just by the way his voice croons with the way he talks leaves her gasping for him. Will he ignite her burning flame or will he extinguish it?
"You think about that?"
"Amongst other things, yes. You are a constant in my thoughts."
"Mine too." Olivia whispers
They stare at one another, dissolving the words they just shared, the significance of them."
"Don't worry, I know you get wet thinking about me too." Fitz murmurs with his eyes close. This feels good, he acknowledges to himself. It feels right, him and Olivia sharing a bath and talking about nothing but each other. It's that bit of normalcy that Olivia gives to Fitz that leaves him satisfied.
" I don't." Olivia huffs turning her head to look away from Fitz but soon enough she lifts her head to find him staring at her, seeing through whatever bravado she was trying to articulate.
"Prove it."
"What?" Her voice cracks a little, nerves start to form.
"Prove it." He says once again
her eyes roam over Fitz's defined abdomen, dropping even lower as she watches a figure grow from within the water.
Gathering the soap and a wash cloth, Olivia moves towards Fitz's side of the tub, lathers the soap before applying it to Fitz's hot chest, making gentle slow motions to his arms, neck, and abdomen.
Olivia pauses as she watches Fitz grow larger, his cock slowly beginning to peak from the water.
The tension between them is thick. Olivia looks to Fitz momentarily on what to do but he says nothing.
Reaching for the washcloth, he begins to wash Olivia starting at the top and working his way down. He ignores her whimpers and slight rocking of her hips. He stops at the spot she most desperately wants him to be, watching the pout form on her perfectly shaped lips.
He drops the towel and turns Olivia so that her back is towards him. She squirms in his lap feeling painfully swollen and uncomfortable but she says nothing.
His finger teases her entrance smiling to himself at the sticky substance she has produced.
"You are very wet." Fitz remarks teasingly as he rubs Olivia's clit and entrance with his fingers.
Olivia doesn't respond she's far to enthralled in the throes of passion to care about Fitz's slick comment; she is after all reaping the reward of being wrong.
He was watching her; his dark eyes trained on hers.
"Come here." Fitz commands quickly removing himself from Olivia
without a word of opposition or protest, Olivia turns around.
She feels their legs tangle as he pulled her into his arms, bringing her up against his chest. He slides a hand down her side, helping her sit in his lap, while his other hand supports her back.
"I'm going to fuck you." Fitz whispers in Olivia ear while she gazes down into his dark eyes.
She whimpers, feeling the painful throb of her cunt beating in pulse with her heart.
"Fitz" Olivia whispers in his ear as he guides Olivia to rub herself against his girth.
"You're sad." She whispers
"I am." Fitz whispers back "but being with you makes me a little less."
"I…are you sure?"
"You know what I need." He whispers on Olivia's lips breathlessly
"May I have you?"
"Yes." Olivia pleads on Fitz's lips. If he wants her body she will give it to him; to spare his own. If he wants her soul she will relinquish it; so his will remain unscathed. She will give herself to Fitz and he will give himself to her until there is nothing left to give.
Fitz watches as Olivia rocks her hips, feeling the usual spikes of pleasure that leaves her moaning for more. He tightens his fingers around her waist, helping her maintain a steady rhythm. Olivia whimpers on his lips as she slowly rolls her hips over him, stimulating them both.
He holds her in place, forcing her to look at him.
"You are my family now."
"And you are mine." Olivia whispers to Fitz.
She eases herself on Fitz's enlarged member.
"Take all of me."
And she does.
He swallows Olivia's moans as he pushes deeper and faster inside her. The lewd sound of their skin joining mixed with the splashing of water causes Olivia to whimpers even louder. Sex, has never been this exquisite with anyone else, the clear exchange of love, possession, yearning. Olivia buries her face in Fitz's neck, hoping to silence her earth shattering orgasm threatening to cause her to lose control but it does nothing to silence her powerful screams of pleasure.
Like a drunk man searching for the last remnants of his whiskey, Olivia sucks his tongue, still able to taste the traces of mint. She bites his ear before soothing it with her tongue, watching as the porcelain skin turns a burning shade of red.
He rises to his feet carrying Olivia out of the tub as he searches for the position that would end their disjunction. Despite being inside her, he's simply not deep enough. He needs her toes curling, back arching, her orgasm intertwining with his due to their connection. He wants to be so deep inside her that she questions where she begins and where he ends, all pain and sorrow slipping away from them as the journey to a world where only they know.
"Get on your knees, Olivia." Fitz orders, his voice ragged against Olivia's lips.
Olivia climbs into bed, positioning herself on all fours, she turns her head to look back at him with desire written over her face.
Fitz's hand rubs the length of her spine, before bending to kiss her sweet cunt, she's painfully soak.
With a roll of his hips, he enters Olivia, watching as she immediately lowers herself to bed as he buries himself in her. She grips the comforter as she finds herself floating amongst the stars. The sound of their skin slapping together echoes through the room mixed with their ragged breathes. Fitz enters Olivia repeatedly with such bruising force he feels her slick walls tightening around him as he moves deeper inside her, observing the curvature of her spine as she moves to take more of him. The angle is completely unfamiliar to Olivia, the level of impact, the raw adulation being expressed through their love. The pace is fast and rough, but she relishes it, pushing back with equal fervor meeting Fitz thrust for thrust.
She bites the pillow, attempting to silence her screams but Fitz climbs over her, bringing her panting lips to his own, kissing her with such passion and intensity as his movements become slower but the penetration becomes deeper.
His fingers roll down Olivia's hips and he begins to play with her clit. Helplessly Olivia rolls her hips creating the perfect amount of friction, as she rides her climax with Fitz soon following her in momentary bliss.
/
He watches Olivia sleep, finding solace in her rhythmic breathing, that she even exist. She lulls him to sleep but he awakens every time with a jump or startle as he goes back to his mother's lifeless body in the hospital room.
Daniel and Jerry refused to see her after she died but he stayed in the room with her, unable to bring himself to leave her. More than that, Fitz believed that maybe the doctor was wrong about his mother. God is a miracle worker and maybe today his mother would be the recipient of that miracle.
He stares at the ceiling in agony.
How can he rest knowing her body lays in a cold metal container. Did she feel pain? Was she at peace? Did his mother welcome her to Heaven?
He plays with his great grandmother's ring on his finger, the few physical reminders he has of his mother. Now he must find a way to remember Helen as he does his mother, a way to honor the women in his life.
"Baby." Fitz jumps at the contact.
He wipes his tears quickly "what are you doing up?" he smiles at her
Olivia moves to sit beside him on the couch, watching the waves hit the shore. "Trouble sleeping?" she offers
"Yeah." He whispers wiping his tears "I keep thinking about her."
"Me too." Olivia whispers "but she's not suffering anymore."
Fitz sniffles "it seems I'm cursed."
Olivia stares at Fitz peculiarly.
"There can only be one women in my life at time. I loved my mother and I lost her when Helen came…then I found you." He gazes at Olivia
"Fitz you aren't cursed."
"I am." He stares at the window "I love so much that I can only love one person at a time, and now it's you." He turns to Olivia.
She gazes at him, noticing the little stars in his eyes. He has such kind eyes, the sort of kindness that leaves you mystified that he actually exist.
"My mom gave me this locket when I was going to the navy. It's a picture of her and I…she wanted me to wear it so she can always feel close to me. I wore the locket every day that I was away from her but once I returned I stopped wearing it as I was home….I'm going to wear the locket Helen bought me since we are parted once again."
"You don't need the locket to know she is with you, but that is a beautiful gesture and symbol."
Fitz plays with the ring on his finger. "When people I love leave me, I tend to honor them by wearing something that belongs to them. It makes me feel close to them, connected. My great grandmother's ring on my neck, and now Helen's locket…it's a lot to carry."
Olivia nods her head but she doesn't say anything.
"I was wondering if you could hold on to this for me." He places the gold ring in Olivia's hand.
"Fitz…"
"That ring is one of the few possessions that I have of my mother, it is very rare. And I kept it with me for all these years because I was saving it for you."
Olivia stares at the two interwoven bands, there's a simplicity to the ring that Olivia finds perfect. Inside the bands sits a single diamond, subtle, perfect.
She remembers this ring clearly. The necklace always attached to Fitz. They discussed their family heirlooms at the ranch, she knows the history of the ring but the significance of the symbol radiates deeply within her. Fitz openly giving her something so precious to him, has caused an unraveling in her core. They've shared so much with each other yet he's still wanting and willing to give her more of him, and she'll take it. Olivia will take all of Fitz, if no one in this world wants him she always will.
"I remember this ring."
Fitz smiles down at the gold band in Olivia's hand.
"Good. Then you know how much it means to me."
"Fitz this belongs to you and should stay in your family."
"You are my family."
She's can't speak.
"If you would wear this ring for me then I would have a way to remember all the women I love. I can look at that ring and see the past and our future."
"Fitz…" she's breaking. Her eyes are swelling, her voice cracking.
"I just want you to have it." Fitz says simply "if we are ever away from one another then I'll know how to find you."
"You have a tracker on here?" Olivia jokes trying to lighten up the mood.
"No, but inside the ring is an inscription."
Olivia turns the rings inspecting it closely. "what does it say?"
"It says doux bebe." Fitz says with an faint French accent. "Which means sweet baby in English."
"You want me to call a ring sweet baby?" Olivia teases
"I just want you to be happy."
She swallows the lump of saliva, her eyes burning at the sight of him yet she can't bear to look away, every bit of longing stored there called out to her. As if an invisible string existed between them, tentatively pulling them closer until they finally adhere like two atoms destined to collide.
"You make me happy." She kisses him tenderly before sliding on the family heirloom.
"You were meant to have it." Fitz lifts Olivia's hand inspecting the ring on her finger "It's fits you perfectly."
Conjoining their hands, Fitz marvels at their contrasting skin tones somehow blending together so perfectly. "We were always meant to be, Ms. Pope."
"What do I give you?"
Fitz smiles "you give me enough."
But Olivia shakes her head "you gave me your family ring and I'll give you mine." She slides her bloodstone ring off her thumb, smiling proudly at the stone before sliding it on Fitz's finger.
"Liv, I didn't ask for this."
" I know " she lifts her head up at him. "But you gave me a piece of you; it's only fair that I do the same."
"Liv..."
"Your ring fits my finger and my ring fits yours."
"Okay" he whispers smiling at their hands. He planned to give the ring to Olivia earlier but the timing never felt right, but today he found clarity amiss the storm. He gave her his heart and she gave hers in return.
"You're stuck with me now." Fitz jokes quietly in a soft chuckle that leaves Olivia giggling.
Olivia kisses him once again, somehow conveying to Fitz that what she feels for him can't be described by words but action. A women who always prided herself on remaining untouched and untethered to anyone has found herself tying the knot that binds her to him and she doesn't mind.
"Today has taught me a great deal. In such few minutes I lost a mother and then I lost my family yet somehow I've gained a new one with you." He looks to Olivia before turning back to face the ocean.
"I've been lazy and placid, I've let too much stuff go in the past because I didn't want to fight. Today, has changed me. It's made me harder, colder, but also aware. I forgot the family I come from. I forgot how cold and conniving they are. I forgot who I was. I see my family for who they are, and I'm done being nice." Fitz looks up at the ocean view watching the waves crash onshore "I'm going to finish what I started five years ago and take Jerry and Daniel down."
Olivia freezes at Fitz's statement, a thousand questions being raised by Fitz's statement but she keeps quiet.
"I'm going to destroy them. The dirty secrets that are buried will rise. Jerry wanted me to return, well he got his wish. I am going to finish what I started. Jerry will burn and I'm taking Daniel with him, and I just want you to know tha-"
"Do what you have to do." Olivia cuts him off
"Are you sure?" he turns to gauge Olivia's reaction
With her head held high she turns to Fitz "Jerry and Daniel know what they've signed up for. I'll help you beat them."
"But your job, Liv."
"There are more important things to worry about, and taking down those two monsters is one of them."
Fitz is silent for a moment, absorbing everything they have just shared and promised. "being with me…there's a chance that I will lose...that we will lose…are you sure you want to do this?"
She stares at Fitz for a moment, calculating the hundred ways this will end for them and most of them do not end well. The odds are stacked against them, and the chance of winning is slim to none. For a who women prides herself on winning, now faces the real possibility that she may lose. It's not a simple loss of a match but something far deeper and true, there's a considerable chance that they will lose, they will lose their integrity, the pieces of themselves they are proud of, and possibly each other. But for Olivia, losing also reflects her autonomy, her power, she stands to lose her fortune, her name, her livelihood, everything she's worked tirelessly for.
Is she willingly to lose everything she has worked for?
He waits for her response for what felt like an eternity, waiting for her to stop thinking of the several moves that will lead her to the answer she is searching for.
Her hand trembles as she holds his hand in hers.
"Win or lose, I am with you." Her voice breaks a little, as she makes her own sacred vow to Fitz.
"We're in this together?" Fitz whispers to Olivia
"We're in this together."
Buckle up, Gladiators...
Yes. I would suggest rereading 'Bloodstone' chapter of this story.
Commitments are being made, promises are being exchanged.
Ladies and gentleman we are hitting the climax of the story.
Until Next time...Muse XoXo