"Liv, are you okay? Where are you?"

Fitz wanted answers fast to his questions. After a minute he could hear the sirens in the background on her end of the phone.

"Olivia, where are you? Abby and I will come get you."

"I'm at my parents' house. They're…"

"Ma'am are you okay?" he could hear a male voice probably talking to her.

Olivia moved her hand away from her stomach and the officer could see.

"I need a medic in here!" he yelled to the other officer behind him. They had to step over Eli's body and past Zach's to get to her. "Ma'am, what's your name?"

Olivia put pressure on the wound and handed the officer the phone. "Talk to him."

"Sir?" the officer spoke taking the phone from her. "Who am I speaking too?"

"Fitzgerald Grant. What is going on over there? Where are you?"

"429 Maple Street in Westport. Do you know the woman here?"

"Her name's Olivia. Is she okay?"

"She's been shot."

"IT'S A FLESH WOUND!" Olivia yelled.

"Olivia, it looks like it's more than a flesh wound," he told her.

"IT'S A FLESH WOUND, FITZ! DO NOT LISTEN TO HIM!"

"Officer, I'm about ten minutes away according to my agents. What's going on over there?"

"Sir, I think you should just get here as fast as you can."

Fitz hung up the phone and drove faster down the highway to get to her. He used his gps on his phone to find where the house was and drove up on the lawn throwing the car into park and jumping out, running inside the house. Fitz nearly tripped over Eli's body only seeing the front door open and Olivia on the stairs in her wedding dress covered in blood.

"Olivia!" Fitz ran towards her kneeling in front of her. "What happened?"

"They're dead. My parents are dead and so is Ashley. They're gone."

"Where are you hurt? Did he shoot you?" Fitz watched the medic check her for more injuries. "That's not a flesh wound, Olivia."

"I'll be fine. It's just a little pain." The medic put a bit more pressure on the wound making her scream in pain.

"Take her to the hospital," Fitz demanded. "She's been shot!"

"Sir, it's going to be okay, you need to calm down and let us do our job," the medic informed him.

"Why isn't she at the hospital already then? If you were doing your job don't you think she'd already be there?"

"She insisted on waiting for you to get here, Sir."

"Fitz, I'll be fine. I just need you to go to the hospital with me. You know how much I hate them."

He nodded and let the medics bring the stretcher in to take her to the ambulance. Fitz got in behind her and told Abby to meet them there.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'll be fine Fitz. I didn't…"

"What happened? Who shot you?"

"Later," she told him wincing in pain.

Fitz stood outside the door to the trauma room they took Olivia in, peeking through the window since he wasn't allowed in the room.

After an hour the doctor came out and told him what was going to happen.

"Ms. Pope will definitely be okay. I know the wound looks bad but with the material of her dress and the way that the gun was aimed at her, the bullet is stuck in her appendix. We're going to take her into surgery and remove her appendix. Pending no complications, Ms. Pope is basically having an appendectomy. Easy procedure."

"So the injury isn't bad?"

"Not at all. When she was putting pressure on it, she was still and didn't move which made it easier for the bullet to adjust itself to fit perfectly into her appendix. She's going to be just fine."

"And when are you taking her?"

"She's being prepped right now. And we'll take her up in a few minutes."

"Thank you, doctor."