Hey y'all I know it's been a while since I wrote anything and there is no excuse for it but I want to thank everyone who still reads and those who continue to favorite and review. It really means a lot to me. So this drabble is just a little something I imagined.

Dr. Olivia Pope was on break at a medical conference in New York City when her phone rang. She excused herself from her concert and answered the call.

"Hi baby, sorry I didn't call you this morning but we started the conference really early and I didn't want wake you."

Fitz, are you there?" Olivia asked as she pulled the phone away from her ear and checked to see if the call was still connected.

She heard Fitz bump into something and immediately began to pace in circles.

Fitz, baby I need you to answer me."

'Livvie-e-e, Olivi-a." Fitz slurred

"Baby, what's wrong?"

Olivia never got a response and the line went dead.

"Liv, come on we're getting ready to start back up," Cyrus said

"Cy, I need to get home to Fitz. He called me and it was weird. I need to see if he's okay." Olivia responded.

"I understand. Go and call me if you need anything Liv." Cyrus answered

Olivia had just touched down in Vermont an hour ago and the ride from the airport was 20 minutes. Fitz had called her 4 hours ago and she could tell he had been drinking she just didn't know why. She immediately left the medical conference in New York in order to be with her husband of four years.

"Fitz?" Olivia called out in a small voice

When Olivia received no answer she began to panic. She walked further into the foyer and saw a hole in the wall. Her eyes widened and she knew that whatever happened wasn't good.

"Fitz." She called out again.

Panic began to sink in and she ran from room to room on the lower level. She checked his office and then the backyard. She finally ran upstairs to their bedroom and found him outside on their balcony. He was staring across the field into the nearby forest and she could see his bloodshot eyes.

"Baby." She said as she ran to him.

She squatted before him and looked up into his eyes.

"Fitz, what happened?" Olivia asked

"Livvie, he's gone."

"Who's gone?"

"My father Livvie, he died this morning in his study."

"Oh my gosh, Fitz I'm so sorry. Baby, I'm so sorry." Olivia said as she brought his head to hers.

If you knew Fitz then you know that he and his father Fitzgerald Thomas Grant II were extremely close. Fitz was nearly devastated when he found out his father had colon cancer 2 years ago but after his cancer had gone into remission Fitz had started to relax again.

"What am I supposed to do, Liv?"

"Baby, we're going to get through this. I'm here by your side."

"Let's go inside and get your hand cleaned up."

They walked inside the house and into their bedroom. Olivia walked into the bathroom and got the first aid kit.

"I'm sorry about the wall Livvie."

"It's fine we'll get it fixed."

"I'm sorry you had to leave your conference. I should have held it together until.."

"Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III stop apologizing. You needed me and I'm here. I don't want to be anywhere else but here right now."

A Couple of Hours later ...

"Thanks for coming home so fast Livvie."

"You don't have to thank me but you are welcome."

"My father loved you, you know? When I first brought you home to meet him, he said Tripp don't screw this up. That girl is amazing."

"Yeah Pop was such a character," Olivia said chuckling.

"Remember at our wedding when the priest asked if anyone had any objections and he stood up with a baseball bat and stared at the audience?" Fitz asked

"Oh yeah, our guests were so scared," Olivia said

"I'm really going to miss him, Livvie," Fitz said in a quiet voice

"I know babe but he'll be in your heart forever," Olivia said looking up at him.

Fitz leaned down to kiss Olivia.

Fits soon drifted off to sleep knowing that he could get through the loss of his father because he had a wife who would make sure he was okay.

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