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Fitz had been finished wrapping up some paperwork that he would be sending to Stephen for review. It looks like they were moving forward with the work from the Seattle based company that wanted to do an expansion here in the bay area. He had spoken to the owner several times and felt like they were a proper fit for each other. He shared his thoughts with Stephen and they agreed to accept the terms on their end.

Now that that was finished, he was having a light lunch when his phone rang. He answered the call and was alerted by the movers that they were 30 minutes out. Finishing his lunch, he grabbed Olivia's keys off and headed over to her flat. Opening the door, he walked around and made sure the wood floors were covered in the hallway. That way the path the movers had to walk towards her bedroom would be protected. Fitz honestly was proud of the work his crew had done in such a short amount of time. Walking through the kitchen he checked out the fancy backsplash Olivia wanted. It delayed his crew a full week waiting for it to arrive. Then he chuckled at the pot filler that was installed behind the range. Before this project, he did not even know what that was. When Abby gave them the must have list for Olivia's kitchen it was on there. The funny thing is that per Mrs. Pope Olivia did not cook. I wonder what she will be using that with. Maybe she will shock her mother and actually cook a homemade meal for her family. Turning to face the island, he brushes his fingertips across the quarts countertop. The fabrication looks like marble with the grey veining. Looking at the built in microwave installed in the island. Well at least she can make her popcorn.

Heading to the bay window. He contemplated what it would mean to have her this close. Spending those four days with Olivia in Seattle while brief affected him. He had not had a connection with someone that strong in a long time. They talked about any and everything. She opened up about her loss and her dreams of the future. They had a lot in common. While Fitz was three years older than Olivia was at this time in their life 3 years did not really mean much. If they were much younger, it might have seemed like they were at two different places in their life. From what she shared about work, she had been very ambitious and it has paid off.

The movers pulled up and he came out to greet them. They began unloading the truck. Fitz tried to stay out of their way as much as possible. He took a seat on the window ledge while the men worked.

Up north, Harrison and Olivia had been on the road for a while. They had crossed into California. They had spoken to their parents this morning as well as Abby. While in the car, Harrison and Olivia had caught up. She found out Harrison had just gotten the go ahead to move forward with the app he had developed for a gaming company. He was excited. Liv was proud of her younger brother. He worked hard, but it was at a job he loved. He had always been a techie. Now he gets to play with gaming consoles. That sounded cool to her. The conversation steered towards their love lives. Harrison asked if Liv was leaving anyone special behind in Seattle and she was glad she could honestly say no. She was thinking of a diplomatic answer if Harrison pressed further. Harrison fancied himself a player so when she asked him about if he was dating anyone he named a couple of women. She wondered when he would settle down. She thought about Harrison as husband and father. Shaking her head because he had some growing up to do before he got there. He is definitely the cool uncle though.

Glancing over at Liv "Where did you go?" Harrison asked.

"What?" Liv tried to laugh it off.

"Don't what me." Harrison answered back just as quick. "You zoned out on me. What were you thinking about right now? Or should I say who?"

"You can say who. You are the who." Liv teased while poking his side.

"Cut that out. I am driving. You know I am ticklish. What about me?" Harrison tried to get out with annoyance in his voice.

"I was trying to visualize you in a serious relationship. You already have to cool uncle down pat though." Liv quipped.

"Yep, I'm just waiting for you to add another niece or nephew to the crew. Your kid will be spoiled just like you." Harrison teased.

"I'm not spoiled."

"Oh come on Liv. You most definitely are. Dad has spoiled you. His little LIvvie."

Olivia rolled her eyes.

"How about we check and see if the movers arrived?" Liv wanted to give off the subject of spoiled. Both her brother and sister called her that and she did not like it or agree.

Hitting the Apple Car play. She Fitz name on the contact screen. It read FTGIII and hit the call button. After three rings, his voice filled the car.

"Hello, OOOOhhhlivia" he answered in singing voice. He kept in mind she was in the car with Harrison. The flirting would have to be subtle.

"Umm, Hi Fitzgerald" Olivia replied coolly.

"You're calling me." He responded.

"I'm calling you. Have the movers arrived? She asked hopeful

Teasingly Fitz said, "Yes, they are here now. I'm just relaxing in your living room on the window ledge getting some sun."

Clearing his throat Harrison made his presence know.

"Hey Harrison. How is it being in the car stuck with your big sister?" Fitz asked jokingly.

"I've had better road trip partners that's for sure. She won't even let me change the radio station." Harrison whined.

This caused both Fitz and Olivia to burst into laughter.

"You are such a baby Harry. (She knew he would hate her calling him that.) You are lucky to have me as a car friend. Anyone would be lucky to have me," she sassed.

"You are right. Anyone would be lucky to have you." Fitz said softly.

Realizing what he said he added "As a car buddy for sure."

The car got quiet and Liv stared at the center console letting the words sink in.

Harrison watched his sister with just the smallest upturn to the sides of her mouth sitting quietly staring at the FTGIII on the screen.

Harrison was smirking. There is something going on here. He is not sure to what extent, but there is something.

Harrison breaks the silence asking how far along are the movers.

"It looks like they are making good progress. Your sister has a lot of stuff you know."

"Hey, I need everything that I had transferred from Seattle there. Thank you very much Fitzgerald!" Sassy Olivia returned.

Holding his hands up in surrender as if Olivia could see him. He said "Okay Okay. I know better than to mess with a woman and her things. Growing up with Abby and a mother who loves fashion I should have known better."

"That's right."

"So where are you all on the road? We are about 8 hours out."

"Okay well when the movers finish setting everything up I'll leave your keys with your parents. You will probably be tired. I will stop by tomorrow to make sure you do not have any questions about how things work. Have a safe drive Harrison and Olivia." Fitz said.

He was ready to get off the phone and set a few things in motion. Since they were getting in later that evening Fitz decided, he would make sure she had a comfortable place to lay her head for her first night at home. In addition, just in case Harrison wanted to spend the night with her he would make sure the guest bedroom was also set up.

Once the movers set up the furniture in the master bedroom Fitz looked for a box marked master bedroom linens. Thank goodness, Olivia was super organized. This made his task easy. Opening the box, he saw Olivia had a brand new comforter set and sheets. He was not expecting that. He hoped it was okay that he was opening this. He assumed this was her plan. After making her bed. He even did hospital corners on the sheets. His mother would be proud. She raised him and his siblings to do housework. He stood back and admired the made bed. He actually liked what she selected. It was nice and not too feminine. He waited for the movers to set up the guest room. Once that was done about 2 hours later he worked on that bedroom as well. Those were two things Olivia would not have to worry about. Two hours later Olivia's mom stopped in to see how things were coming along. She had just gotten home from some appointments and was pleasantly surprised. There were boxes everywhere, but you could see the main pieces of furniture set in place. She went to the bedrooms and was surprised at what she saw.

"Did the movers set up the beds and make the beds as well?" She asked.

"Umm, no. I just figured that would be one less thing Olivia would have to worry about when she arrived home. They had another 8 hours on the road so I knew it would be late when she got home." Fitz explained.

"Oh Fitz that was so nice of you. Liv will be so happy. I am sorry I did not think of it myself. I know she'll be happy to walk into her own bedroom and get a good night's sleep after being on the road all this time." Mrs. Pope gave him a motherly hug.

Eventually the movers had brought the last of the boxes in and they had left enough space for Olivia to move around comfortably and access all the main areas of her home. Fitz thanked them for all their hard work and assured them he would let the owner of the moving company know how pleased he was with their professionalism and work. Olivia he was sure would take the time to give a glowing review. An hour later Fitz brought Olivia's keys up to her parents' home and headed over to his place. By now, Olivia and Harrison should be in the home stretch of their trip.

At about 9pm that evening Fitz was relaxing in his den when he heard the front door to his sister's flat slam shut. Then he heard hurried footsteps as if someone was running down the steps. After a few minutes, the unmistakable squeals could be heard from his sister and no doubt Olivia. Getting up, he went to his window and looked past his parents' home to the car parked in the Pope's driveway and could make out the two women embraced in a tight hug bouncing and moving in a small circle. Harrison stood at the back of the vehicle with his arms folded across his chest. HE could not make out the look on his face, but from his body posture, he is sure it was judgmental.

Soon Olivia's parents and his parents were outside greeting Liv and Harrison. Next, he heard the door upstairs open and close. The footsteps were much slower and lighter than before. They stopped midways and then a knock on his door. He opened his door to find Stephen outside.

"Hey Liv and Harrison made it. Are you going to come say hi?" Stephen asked.

"Umm, I think maybe I'll just go over tomorrow." Fitz replied.

Stephen reached up and touched his brother in law's shoulder. "I think you should at least say a quick hello."

Fitz thought about it and said, "Sure, let me grab my coat and shoes." Once he got those on he and Stephen walked over.

Fitz met Harrison at the back of the car and asked him if he needed any help carrying things inside. It looked like it was only two small carry-on bags. They packed lightly. Therefore, he grabbed one. As he and Harrison took the bags up the few steps, everyone else followed them. Before they walked inside Abby said wait. Liv should be the first one to enter her apartment. Harrison and Fitz stepped aside while Mrs. Pope handed her the keys.

Olivia's heart was pounding. She knew she would love the place because it was her grandmother's gift to her. Her eyes started to well up with tears. She had to keep them at bay. She opened the front door enough to see the new more open floor plan. She pulled it shut quickly. Everyone was quiet.

Her dad stepped forward and patted her back. She assured him she was okay. It was just overwhelming the changes she could see in that quick peek. Reaching for the door again, she pushed it open and stepped over the threshold. Her hand covered her heart what she could see of her new house was beautiful. Everything she had put out there in her endless collaborations with Abby was right there before her. She turned around and realized all her family and friends were crowded on the landing outside her doorway. She told them all to come inside. Everyone filed in and chatter about how great it looked could be heard.

Olivia made her way to her bedroom. When she walked in, she took in the sight before her. Her bedroom was set up just how she wanted it. Then she noticed her bed was made with her new comforter set. She assumed it was her mother. Abby came in and checked out everything. She walked back out and hugged her mom. She thanked her for what she did, but then Catherine had to let her know it was she.

Olivia's face was clouded with confusion. "The movers did all that?"

"No honey. Fitz did it as a gift to you so you would have a place to sleep." Catherine lovingly told her.

To say she was shocked was an understatement. Her eyes began to search the room for him. His back was turned to her as he was talking to her dad and Harrison. He was letting them know he was going to head back home. He would stop by tomorrow to see if Liv had any question. As he turned to leave, he caught her eye. She beckoned him over. He met her half way as she was walking towards him. When he got close enough she told him her mom told him what he did.

"Thank you so much Fitz. You didn't have to, but I'm really glad you did." She spoke to him softly.

"It was no problem. Just trying to help." He answered while looking into her eyes.

She reached up and embraced him in a hug. He hugged her back, Olivia inhaled his manly scent, and Fitz could smell the sweetness of her shampoo. The two held on a little longer than friendly, but pulled back. They shared a sweet smile.

Little did they know where seven pairs of eyes were all watching the interaction.

Fitz announced he was heading out and waves bye to everyone.

Olivia volunteered to walk him out. She stepped outside the door when he walked onto the landing and pulled the door up behind her. Once they were both on the landing, she hugged Fitz again and he brushed a hand along her cheek and kissed her forehead softly.

"Good Night, Liv"

"I'll see you tomorrow?" Olivia said hopeful.

"You will." He confirmed and headed down the steps.

Walking back into her apartment she had this weird feeling they had all been talking about her.

"Can I get anyone something to drink?" she asked awkwardly.

Marching to the kitchen, she looked for the box labeled glasses. She was not about to field questions. NOT TONIGHT, she said in her head.

Fitz walked into his apartment and flopped down on the couch. Boy, he was in trouble. That girl was going to be the death of him. He was sure of it.