Olivia has been having an increase in appetite from grieving. She's been extremely tired from so many hospital visits. She also have been having slight stomach pains and headaches and vomiting every once in awhile. Karen and Jerry began to worry about her health.
Olivia heard her phone ringing. She sat up in the bed took a deep breath.
"Olivia Pope."
"Hello Ms. Pope you are on the contact list for Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the third and he has awaken from the coma. We'd appreciate if you came-"
"I'm on my way." Olivia hung up put on her bed slippers grabbed her phone and ran to Karen's room
"Wake up! Wake up! Your dad is awake. Put on shoes let's go." Karen woke quickly and did as told following Olivia to Jerry's room. She woke him up and they all rushed out. They got to the hospital and took off running with secret service following close behind. Reporters was taking pictures and videos but they didn't care that they looked like they just woke up because they did. Olivia burst into the room with the kids following. Fitz looked at them like they didn't have heads.
Fitz P.O.V.
Did they run all the way here? They didn't even change out of there pajamas. They still have bed head. They still looked good.
She still look good. All sweaty bed head in pajamas and all she looked beautiful.
"Daddy." Karen whispered.
"Come here sugar." Karen smiled hard and ran to him. She got in bed and hugged him. Jerry walked up to the other side of the bed
"Hey old man"
"Hey" Jerry hugged him and stepped away. The doctor was filling Olivia in with the happenings since Fitz woke up. She heard how Jerry greeted him. Jerry walked right past her and out the room. She excused herself and followed him.
"What's wrong?" She asked gently.
"I'm sorry." He sat on the floor and she did too next to him.
"For what?"
He was quiet for a long time. "Let's go back inside and I'll tell you both." They got up and went back in.
"Can we have a moment?" The doctor nodded and left.
"I'm sorry for what Karen and I said. My dad didn't tell us that he was really trying to work things out with Mellie. He never said you were a mistake and he never said that he and Mellie were pregnant again. Dad I'm sorry for what Karen and I said. Olivia never snuck some guy named Jake in her house when we stayed the night so since there was no man. You now know they didn't have sex. We never heard Olivia on the phone telling the Jake person she love him. We are sorry. In all my 15 years of life I've never felt guilty and horrible."
"I'm sorry." Karen added
Fitz was the first to speak. "It's ok. We know you wouldn't intentionally do something like that." They looked at Olivia waiting for her to second what Fitz said and forgive them but there was no response just a blank stare and a tear.
"I need to step out for a minute."
Karen ran to her and wrapped her arms around her. "They said they'd kill you if you didn't go willingly. I didn't want you to die. I love you. I'm sorry please don't be mad. I'm only 11 and you're the closest thing I have to a mommy."
"I just need a minute." Olivia responded.
"Kids please step out." Jerry took Karen and left.
"Olivia are you ok?"
"Emotionally or Physically? Emotionally I'm drained. Physically I'm tired between visiting you and cooking taking care of your kids. I'm hungry all the time. I've throwing up and gaining weight from the past 2months."
"Are you sick?" Fitz asked eyeing her.
"I'm grieving."
"Who died?"
"I did."
"From being in this coma I have realized we can't be together. We aren't meant to be together."
"From the 2 months since our break up and the coma I have realized I can't live without you. I won't make it. And I'm not speaking figuratively."
"Should I be worried?" Olivia stared at him response less.
"Can we be friends?"
"Yeah. I'll be back later let the kids have some alone time with you."
"Olivia. Don't do that." She left anyways and the kids came back in. His heart was telling him he made the biggest mistake of his life but his head said it was for the best. It was too late to figure who was right because she left. He broke her and he knew it.
The guilt begins to feast on him.
