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AN: So a surprising number of you thought that she should at least try with Jake. Others thought that she needed to be honest and get the hell out. I'm kinda in middle, I haven't made up my mind towards either way yet. Again, I want to say thank you for all the wonderful reviews, they give me so much life, lol. Anyways, let's see why Fitz called Olivia to the hospital parking lot.

Fitz jiggled his keys in his hands as he impatiently waited for Olivia in the parking lot thirty minutes after he sent the message. Checking his watch, he noted that it had only been thirty seven seconds since the last time he checked it. She never texted him back and he was starting to worry that she wouldn't show. Scanning the concrete structure, he saw no sign of her and was starting to get the feeling that she wasn't going to show up. Sighing in defeat, he was turning towards his car when he heard her voice.

"How did you get my number?" Her tone was angry, but the smile hinting at the corner of her mouth made it null and void.

She was standing about ten feet away and he had no clue how she was able to sneak up on him. So far Fitz had seen her in a skin tight dress, scrubs, and naked. While the latter was his favorite by far, she looked so sexy standing in front of him in a pair of khaki shorts, gray JHMS t-shirt, and TOMS. There was something about seeing her look casual and completely comfortable that turned him on. Truth be told, she could be wearing a potato sack and he'd be turned on.

"I have my ways," he told her and she knew that there was no way he was going to tell her his source.

Olivia discretely eyed Fitz up and down. He was clad in a white v neck, blue shorts, and a pair of Converses. Aviators covered his eyes and his curls were gelled to perfection. He looked like he should be on some type of magazine cover, not standing in a parking lot waiting for her.

"Why did you call me here?" Olivia asked, curious to see what he wanted.

"It's a surprise," was all he told her before he unlocked his car and headed to the passenger side to open the door for her. "You coming?"

She squinted her eyes and cocked her head in a way that said 'are you kidding me' and topped it of by placing a hand on her hip. "So I'm supposed to just get in the car with you and go God knows where to do God knows what?" This man couldn't be serious, but she had to admit that the thought did intrigue her.

For last few days that he and Olivia worked together at the hospital, Fitz would quietly observe everything about her. He noticed how she would hold the hands of the younger patients to let them know everything was ok, how she would rush to wherever she was needed without hesitation to save a life, how she would ask people questions that out of the ordinary to try and pinpoint a problem. But he also noticed that she used familiarity as an excuse to hide and would only show her true colors when she was thrust into the unknown. He suspected that's one of the reasons why she was a doctor, to try and create some excitement in what otherwise had to be a boring existence. And that's where he came in. He was going to shake up everything she knew and would make her question whether she truly wanted to be in her marriage. And he was going to start with their outing today.

"Yup, that's the plan." He gave her the crooked grin that sent her system into a tailspin and stood by the car door waiting for her to climb in. "Come on, Livi, you know you want to."

There was just something about him that she couldn't resist. She knew that she should've just gotten in her car and went home to wait for Jake. But she didn't want to do that. She wanted to go wherever Fitz was taking her and that's exactly what she was going to do. Rounding the car, she got in and buckled up, all the while completely aware of Fitz's triumphant smirk.

"Exactly where are we going?" She asked after they had been traveling for close to forty five minutes.

"Maybe you should Google the meaning of the word surprise because I don't think that you quite grasp the concept," Fitz teased, which earned him a light smack to his arm.

"Fine, since you won't tell me where we're going, tell me something else," Olivia bargained.

"I'll tell you anything you want to know," he told her and took his eyes off the road for a second to smile at her. She couldn't help but to smile back.

"Okay. Why do you strip? It's not as if we get paid minimum wage as doctors." She had been trying to figure out the answer to her question for a while now but kept coming up empty.

"I need the money," Fitz stated simply.

"Why? Are you in some type of trouble? Have a gambling debt that needs to be paid?" She needed more information than he needed the money.

A smile that didn't reach his eyes came across his face and he sighed. "No, I'm not in any type of trouble and I don't owe anybody any money. Except for the bank. College and medical school were extremely expensive and while my pay check from the hospital helps, it's not enough to pay back the loans."

"So why stripping?" Olivia didn't think that was a logical solution to his problems.

"It's fast money and the schedule is flexible," he said as if it were obvious.

"And your parents couldn't help you out? Mine did and that's why I'm not debt." Her family was pretty well off with her father having some government job and her mother being a psychiatrist.

"Initially, they were until I told them my major. You would think parents would be proud of their kid going pre-med, but not mine. From a young age, they wanted me to be in politics. My father was the mayor of our town and he wanted me to follow in his footsteps. When I didn't, he cut me off completely, sticking me with an expensive car note, an apartment I couldn't pay for and tuition for eight years of schooling," he told her and Olivia could see that he held some animosity towards his family.

"So that's why you strip in a president costume? A final eff you?" She figured out.

"That's exactly why," Fitz laughed.

"How long have you been stripping for?" He was a pretty good dancer and looked like he had been doing it for a while.

"Not too long actually, just a few months. My buddy told me about it and I decided to give it a shot. So far, I've earned enough between both jobs to make a sizeable dent in my debt."

"Really?" she could've sworn that he wasn't an amateur.

"You sound surprised," Fitz chuckled and spared her a glance before returning his eyes to the road.

"I am. It's just…that night, you didn't seem like you were new to the club," she told him then added, "Not that I know what a seasoned stripper looks like."

"That's because I was trying my absolute hardest to impress you. And lucky for me, it worked," he said and waggled his eyebrows.

Olivia was about to respond when she saw a sign that read 'Kings Dominion next right' up ahead of them. "Fitz, please tell me that we are not going to Kings Dominion," her voice was shaky due to her mild panic attack.

Turning off on the next right, he just gave her a villainous laugh and followed the rest of the signs directing them towards the amusement park. Olivia prayed that they were going somewhere else. Even as they pulled through the entrance, she still hoped that maybe this was all just a big mistake and he'd turn the car around and take her somewhere else. No such luck. Fitz parked the car, cut the engine, then got out and went around to open her door.

"I'm not going in there," Olivia grumbled and crossed her arms, having no intentions of getting out of the car.

"Get out of the car, Olivia," Fitz stood and waited for her to get out.

"No."

"Olivia, I didn't just drive an hour and a half for you to sit in the car all day," his tone slight irritation that she didn't really appreciate.

"Well, you should've told me where we were going and you wouldn't have wasted your time." Olivia didn't move an inch and kept her eyes forward.

Fitz took in a deep, calming breath before shutting her door and heading off in the direction of the ticket booth. At first Olivia thought he was joking as he joined the other thrill seekers in line, leaving her by herself in the hot car without the keys. She just knew that he was going to come back, but instead, he kept moving up in line until he was only a few people away from entering the park. Huffing, Olivia got out of the car, making sure to lock the doors, then sped off in his direction.

She was a bit out of breath by the time she reached the line and chose to ignore the dirty looks from the people that perceived her as a skipper as she made her way towards Fitz. She reached him just as he was pulling his wallet out to pay for his ticket and she was surprised and a bit irritated to see that he bought two. Was she that predictable?

"What took you so long?" he teased and handed her her ticket.

"Oh, shut up."

They went through the checkpoint then were let loose into the park. There were hundreds of people buzzing about with happy expressions on their faces. Piercing screams filled Olivia's ears as she watched people whiz by on a roller coaster. The metal monstrosity towered above them at dizzying heights that looked too high to be structurally sound. She immediately felt a little queasy at the thought of riding one of those things.

"Which one do you want to get on first?" Fitz asked, overly excited at the prospect of climbing one hundred feet in the air just to plummet down at a near ninety degree angle.

"None. How about we go ride the carousal or the tea cups or something," Olivia suggested, hoping that he'd agree.

"Liv, we aren't five. How about that one," he pointed to a coaster with a volcano theme.

She watched as the people were flipped upside down and twirled about on the rollercoaster he was referring too. There was no way in hell she was getting on that.

Seeing the look on her face, Fitz asked, "What's wrong, you've never ridden a rollercoaster before?"

"No," she answered, then said something that he couldn't quite make out.

"What did you say?" he asked, needing her to speak up some.

"I said I'm afraid of heights," she said a little louder, but just barely.

Trying not to laugh, Fitz repeated, "You're afraid of heights?"

"Yes, so can we please go somewhere where my feet will be nice and safe on the ground?" she pleaded.

"It's gonna be fun, I promise," he tried to convince her.

"Fitz…"

"I dare you." He had no idea that he had just said the magic words.

"If I die, I'm coming back to hunt you," she threatened, then walked in the direction of the Volcano.

The line was long and it gave Olivia ample to time to regret her decision. Fitz rubbed her shoulders and told her over and over again that it would be alright. She didn't believe him. Before she knew it, they were up next. They stepped up to the platform and waited. She watched the people step of the ride, wide grins spread across their faces as they high fived each other.

"Next..."the ride operator called. Moment of truth.

She was shaking as she took her seat. This particular ride didn't have the typical cart-like seating. No, this one left her feet free to dangle which scared Olivia even more. She was trembling and cursing her fate as one of the park workers came to snap her over the shoulder security thing in place. She put her hands on the designated metal pieces and held on for dear life. Beside her, Fitz was grinning and gearing up for the ride of his life. Unexpectedly, he put his hand out for her to hold, offering her some sort of solace. Taking it, she heard the ride start up. Closing her eyes, they started to move.

It started off slow, not moving too fast, giving her a false sense of security. Because not ten seconds later, they were thrust into darkness at accelerating speeds and only going faster. They were blasted out the top of the volcano like lava, a big gust of fire heating their skin as they met open air. Olivia screamed as she felt herself go upside down and round and round. Fitz was laughing like a maniac beside her, the hand not being crushed by hers waving wildly in the air.

"Oh. My. God. That was so much fun," Olivia said giddily as they exited the ride. "Can we go again?"

"Of course, but let's get on the other ones first before we circle back," Fitz laughed, her enthusiasm highly contagious.

For the next few hours, they rode every ride, and because she was such a good sport, Fitz even got on the carousal and tea cups with her. Olivia had yet to let go of his hand and dragged him all around the park sampling turkey legs that was nearly as big as her, funnel cakes, and a variety of things that she didn't even know could be fried. He won her stuff toys and she convinced him to get a caricature picture. Before she was ready for it to, the sun began to set. They found themselves in the tower that was standing tall in the middle of the park watching the sun go down with other young couples. Fitz stood behind her, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist and his chin resting comfortably on her shoulder.

"Thank you for today," she whispered as the last of the light disappeared.

"You're welcome. Thanks for coming." Turning her around in his arms, he captured her lips with his.

Time stopped and the universe closed in until it only surrounded the two of them. He kissed her as if they had all the time in the world, as if there weren't people around, as if she was his to kiss. And she kissed him right back. Pulling apart to catch their breaths, they gave each other look and it was settled. She was going home with him tonight.

The car ride home was done in silence. Sexual tension filled the small space to the brim, making Olivia's pulse race and her head foggy. Every five minutes or so, Fitz would glance over at her to make sure that she was still there and that he wasn't dreaming. They pulled into the underground parking garage to his building and silently went the elevator hand in hand.

As soon as the doors closed, he was on her, pressing her against the wall. Fitz groaned, the feel of her soft curves beneath his fingertips creating a tightening in his pants. He lifted one of her legs and hooked it around his waist, the spark between them igniting and creating a blazing fire. Memories of their one and only night together assailed her. Memories of the way his lips found the spot below her ear, the way his hands gripped her waist tighter with every thrust, of how he'd made her scream his name over and over.

The elevators doors opened, signaling that they arrived to his floor and they stumbled out, still not breaking the seal of their lips. Reluctantly, Fitz broke away to dig his keys from his pockets to unlock the door. Needing to touch him, Olivia played with the curls at the nape of his neck and stood on tiptoe to nip at his ear. It took him a few tries to get the key in the lock with her hands roaming freely over his body, but finally he did and pushed the door open.

Lifting her up, Fitz didn't even bother with lights as he rushed them down the hall to his bedroom. He'd give her a tour later. Once in the bedroom, he turned on the lamp beside the bed then laid her down gently, lowering himself next to her once she moved over. Her arms crisscrossed, going to the bottom of her shirt to tug it off her body. She kicked off her shoes then lifted up some and pulled her shorts off to. She heard Fitz suck in a breath as he eyed her bra and panty clad form. She went to kiss him but instead, he backed away and got off the bed completely.

Temporary confusion was transformed to understanding as he hooked his phone up to his iHome and pressed play. A beat pumped out of the speakers and Fitz started to dance to it. A seductive smile played at his lips as he toyed with his shirt, exposing a bit of his abs then hiding them again. Olivia scooted to the edge of the bed and opened her legs for as an invitation. When he stepped between them, she pushed up his shirt, running her tongue over ever ridge of his abs. Fitz took off the garment the rest of the way while she went to work on his shorts. All the while, the music played in the background.

Baby, won't you spend the night?
Darling I don't want to wake up and you are not by my side.
And if you promise me tonight, yeah, baby that you'll let me in,
then I'm going to make you feel so special.

Olivia took great pleasure in pushing his shorts and boxers down his body and even greater pleasure in him climbing over her. Her body trembled and her core flooded with heat as he rubbed his muscular frame against hers. He trailed open mouthed kisses down her neck, nipping at her collarbone, then going lower to her breast. He unhooked the front clasp of her bra with his teeth and then ran the tip over one of her stiff peaks. She arched into him, silently begging him to take it into his mouth. He rewarded her efforts and long, low moan escaped from her lips.

The music faded into the background and all she was able to focus on was the tug of his lips and the hand that was traveling between them to dip into her panties. God, she had never been this wet in her entire life. She lifted her hips to meet his fingers and bit his shoulder to hold in the scream that was forming. She could feel her orgasm building from the tips of her toes, spreading heat further until her entire system was engulfed. She came hard, crying out her ecstasy for him to hear.

Finally he freed her from the confines of her underwear, throwing it the floor with the rest of their clothes. He took her hips in both of his hands, aligning their bodies just right and began to push in. He groaned at the tight feel of her pulsing around him and dropped his head to her neck. She forgot how to breathe as he surged in all the way to the hilt. Her heels dug into the mattress, her toes curling so much that they were pulling up the sheets. He swiveled his hips and her nails clawed at his back.

She sucked in a lungful of air and expelled it as a whimper. She didn't know how much more he could take as he increased his pace right along with her pleasure. He was murmuring something in her ear but she couldn't hear him over her own moans. He went deeper, his hands leaving bruises on her hips as the intense feelings passed between them. She was getting close, her walls contracting around him in the sweetest of ways. With one last thrust, she exploded, her body going still before arching so high that she nearly bucked him off of her. Fitz followed her over the edge, the whole time only one word coming from his lips. Mine.

Jake entered the empty apartment at around four o'clock. He had had a good day on the green with his boss. It went so well in fact that they offered to take him to lunch. He schmoozed them, telling them whatever they needed to hear in order for him to get in their good graces. He couldn't wait to get home and tell Olivia. But as soon as he stepped in, he knew that she wasn't there but he called out for her anyways. Of course he got no reply, but then a piece of paper on the catch all by the door caught his eye. Picking it up, he read the note that was in written in her handwriting.

Went out for some fresh air, will be in later – O.

Pursing his lips at the vague description, Jake decided to send her a text to get a real estimate of when she'd be home. Since the day of their wedding, Olivia had been acting weird. He started to suspect that she found out his secret but quickly dismissed that idea. If she had, she would've said something by now or she would have at least hinted at something being wrong. Nevertheless, she was pulling away more and more and this random outing was proof.

As afternoon turned to night, Jake started to worry for Olivia's safety. He called her countless times and she never once answered. She never went more than a few hours away from him without checking in. He called her parents to see if they had heard from her and when they didn't, his worry increased. He called each one of her friends. Sarah and Quinn were useless but Abby seemed like she wanted to say something but held back out of loyalty to her friend. He even called the hospital to see if she was working and the police station to try and find out if she was in an accident or something. When all of the options were exhausted, he sat by the door and waited with baited breath, praying that it would open and she'd come through it in one piece.

The warm hand on her stomach woke Olivia up. It wasn't the hand per se, it was the lack of a cool metal band around a specific finger that woke her up. Shit, shit, shit. She had fallen asleep at Fitz's last night. Springing up, she hesitantly turned to look at the clock on the nightstand, terrified to see what time the numbers would read. 4:45 am. Jake was probably worried out of his mind. She pulled on her clothes as fast as she could, then remembered that her car was still parked at the hospital. She found her phone in her shorts pocket and saw that she had 30 missed calls from Jake, 15 from her parents, and 10 from Abby.

Deciding to deal with that later, she called a cab and quickly left Fitz's apartment. On the ride over to the hospital, Olivia constructed several lies, each of them sounding less believable than the last. She knew that he probably called the hospital, so saying that she got called into work was out. Maybe she'd say she went to a bar and got drunk and decided to crash in a hotel room for the night. No, that'd never work because she rarely drank.

Paying the cabbie, she walked over to her car and climbed in. She hit her head against her steering wheel repeatedly, chastising herself for being so careless. On the drive home, she hoped that she'd get stuck in a ditch or something so that she'd have a plausible excuse for where she was. But of course nothing happened. There was little to no traffic and all of the lights were green. It was like she was being punished as she made the normally twenty minute drive in less than fifteen.

She climbed the five flights of steps rather than take the elevator to buy herself more time but nothing was going to put off the inevitable. She put the key in the lock and opened the door. There was a single light coming in from the living room and like a moth to a flame, Olivia went towards it.

Sitting with his elbows resting on his knees and his head burrowed in his hands was Jake. He looked up at her with angry red eyes as he heard her come in. She guessed that he had been up all night waiting for her and the guilt washed over her in tsunami sized waves.

"Where the hell have you been, Olivia?"

AN: So I know that their little date was a bit unusual, but as Fitz explained, he wanted to take her out of her element. It seemed to pay off because he got a little something something at the end of the night, lol. Olivia was a bad girl and slept over, causing her husband to go crazy with worry. But did you catch the part about him having a secret? What do you think it is? Tell me in a review below, the crazier the idea the better. Oh, and do you think that Olivia will be honest or no? Honestly, I still don't even know yet, lol. Till next time.

Btw, the name of the song was So Special(hence the title of the chapter) by Lil Wayne ft. John Legend. If you're interested in listening to it, I suggest you use a site other than YouTube because they tend to distort the sound.