Chapter 8

A/N: It's really hard writing two characters you can't stand to be the complete opposite of what they are. Anyway, thank you for the reviews guys

Fitz sat in the White House living room going through a briefing with a glass of scotch in his hand. It was the only way he could get through his work as the thought of lying to Mellie and her possibly never forgiving him really worried him.

To his surprise, Mellie came to find him. When she entered the room, she didn't say anything to him until he set eyes on her. As soon as he did, he immediately put his drink and papers down.

"Mellie, hi." He said nervously

"Look, before you start selling my some story, save it."

"No Mellie, I have to tell you that I am deeply sorry for keeping the truth from you. I should have never done it." He continued.

Mellie gave him a soft and saddening look.

"And I understand if you can never forgive me." He uttered with slight tears in his eyes

Mellie couldn't tolerate his upsetting face any longer. She could see in his eyes how guilty he felt and how honestly sorry he was, she had been married to him for nearly 20 years. She got up out of her chair and went over to hug him.

"I do forgive you Fitz. It wasn't your fault after all, and you were in a tough position..." She took a deep breath before continuing as what she was about to say made her very uncomfortable.

"And, she is important to you, more important to you than I am...so after some long thinking, even though it upsets me, angrily upsets me, I understand why you did it."

Fitz ended the hug and gave her a remorseful look. "Mellie, I.."

He was cut off by Mellie placing her hand on his chest in a stopping gesture. "No, don't finish that sentence."

She pulled back from him and moved towards the door. "I'm going to get ready for bed. Goodnight Fitz." She said before leaving the living room. Fitz watched sadly as she did.

"Mellie?!" He called as she reached the door. "I really am sorry."

She gave him a small smile, implying that she knew he meant every word.

As soon as she shut the door, she immediately ran down the hall to look for Hal, one of her family's trusted SS agents. She trusted Hal a lot and he never let anything get past her. She found him stood outside of the oval office.

"Hal, could I have a moment please."

"Yes mam." He replied before following her out to the hallway.

"Hal, we've always been close, yes?"

He gave her a confused look. "Uhm, yes, mam."

"And we usually tell each other a lot right?"

"Yes."

She continued. "And we can depend on each other right?"

"I guess so mam."

"Good, because you and I are going on a little trip and my husband can't know about this, understood?"

"Understood mam."

Javi was still sat down by his mother's corpse, utterly devastated. He had just lost his Mother and he didn't know what to do. She had always been there for him since birth and now he was forced with having to continuing on in life without her. The thought of this made him break even more.

He gently stroked his Mother's face as his tear fell down on her and rested onto her cheek. His Father was a few yards away from him, trying his hardest to stifle the yearning scream that he could feel coming on and trying his hardest to control his sniffles. He held his hands at the sides of his face and ran them down.

"We...have to call an ambulance." Javi uttered through his cries and sniffling. Huck knew that this wasn't possible as he would have to explain the B613 business and reporting Command would just make things ten times worse than they already were. He hated having to lie to Javi but he couldn't risk putting him in danger too. He had to man up and do right by Javi from this point forward, he was all the kid had.

He wiped his tears and put on a brave face for Javi before turning around. "Javi, I'm sorry we can't. We're just gonna have to handle this ourselves okay."

"Okay Dad." He answered looking directly into his father's eyes.

"Good boy. Go and wait in the car so I can deal with this." He told his son. Javi gave his mother one last kiss and did as his father said. Huck took Kim's body and carefully placed her into the trunk.

Huck anxiously drove over to OPA with a crying and tense Javi in the back seat. He wanted so badly to just go back and comfort his son but he had to get off the road as soon as possible, he did have a body in the trunk after all, and if the cops pulled him over, the consequences would be disastrous, regardless of whether he was responsible for her death or not.

The two of them finally arrived at OPA. Huck had his arm around Javi and they both stepped off the elevator, searching for Quinn. She heard the sound of the elevator doors opening and came out of her office to see who it was.

"Who the hell is this at this time of night..." The sight of a very distressed and upset Huck and Javi stopped her from finishing her sentence.

"What's wrong?" She asked concerned. She noticed their red tear filled eyes and the fact that Kim wasn't with them and began to worry.

"Javi, go into Olivia's office, just down there and go and watch TV, I'll be with you in a minute." Huck told Javi through his tears, desperately trying to hold it together.

Javi walked off in the direction his father pointed in and Quinn watched as the boy moved down the hall.

"Huck what's going on? Talk to me."

He didn't say a word, he instead broke down into tears and fell to the floor, forcing Quinn to intervene and comfort him. "They...they got Kim, they killed Kim."

Quinn was absolutely gob-smacked. She knew how important rebuilding a relationship with Kim was to Huck. She couldn't even begin to imagine how poor Javi felt. The poor boy had just lost his mother. She felt for both of them and she was going to do everything she could to help them through this traumatic time. She continued to comfort him in her arms as he rocked backward and forward in distress.

Huck gathered himself together and raised himself up off the floor. He wiped away his tears before looking back at Quinn.

"I need you to watch Javi for me." He pleaded

"Of course, why though? Where are you going?" Quinn asked in a concerned tone.

"I have to end this once and for all." He said referring to Rowan's reign of terror on those around him.

"What are you talking about?" Quinn asked him in a confused yet slightly worried tone. "You're not going to do what I think you're going to do."

"Just please, stay here and watch Javi for me." Huck pleaded as he went into his office to grab his gun. Quinn quickly intervened to stop him. She ran in front of him and barricaded his door.

"NO! I can't let you do this. Taking down Command? On your own? Are you crazy?"

"QUINN I HAVE NO CHOICE! I CAN'T DEAL WITH ANYMORE!" Huck yelled. Quinn back off of him in fear. She was completely against senseless murdering, but in that moment, she could see the amount of hurt Huck had and she couldn't just say no to him. She also knew that there was no other way to take down Command.

"You can't do this alone, it's a suicide mission. At least let me come with you." Quinn begged.

"And what about Javi?"

"Don't you dare talk to me about leaving Javi when, you his father are planning on doing something this stupid and reckless and risky knowing damn this could be the last time he sees you!" Quinn angrily explained

"Quinn please! Javi is without a mother because of that bastard."

Quinn looked at him sadly. "Fine." She shifted out of the way for him to pass. "Do what you need to do." She watched as he exited the office slowly

"Quinn?"

"Yeah?"

"Just in case this is the last time you see me, when I said look after Javi, I wasn't just talking about for tonight."

"I know Huck. Be careful." She said with tears in her eyes, and she watched as he got on the elevator

Fitz was done with his work in the oval and had decided to check on Mellie once again. He knew when she left the oval, she wasn't in a right state of mind. He went over to her room and knocked the door.

"Mellie, can I come in?"

There was no answer, so he assumed she was just sleeping, but he entered regardless.

"I just wanted to check..." He looked over at her bed and noticed it was empty. It hadn't been touched and she wasn't in her bathroom either.

"Where the hell is she?" He thought to himself, and he went on to seek an SSA agent to ask where she had got to.