Disclaimer: I don't own Scandal
AN: So I loved reading you guys' guesses as to what Jake's secret was. The best was that he was a flamboyant cross dresser, lol. The majority thought that he was a cheater, but that's way too obvious. A few that he had a love child and I did toy around with that idea but that brings us back to the way too obvious cheating. Anyways, let's see how Olivia deals with Jake's interrogation.
"Where the hell have you been, Olivia?" Jake's voice was angry and demanding.
And there she was, standing at the corner of truth and lies having to decide if she was going to take a left or a right. To the right, truth. She could confess everything right now. She could tell him that she slept with someone else the night before their wedding and that she slept with him again last night. She could tell him that that same man crowds her thoughts 24/7 and that he makes her feel something that Jake never could. She could tell the truth.
Or, she could go left. She could lie. She could preserve his feelings, could keep the heart that he gave to her instead of serving it back to him crushed on a silver platter. She could make a real go of her marriage and promise herself that she'd never speak to Fitz again. She could promise herself that she'd block him from her thoughts, would guard her heart against him, would turn down any further advances he made. She could lie.
"Olivia…"Jake warned, needing an answer now.
"Didn't you get my note?" she asked to buy herself some more time.
"You mean that note?" he questioned and nodded towards the wadded up piece of paper that lay by his feet.
"Yes, that note," she said as if the note held more than just a bullshit excuse as to where she was.
"Stop playing games and just tell me where you were," his voice was rising but he remained seated on the sofa.
"I was out with a friend from work. We went to Kings Dominion and we were too tired to drive back so we crashed at a nearby hotel until one of us was awake enough to drive back," she half lied, deciding to go straight instead taking a left or right.
He nodded, but not in a way that made her think that he believed her story. "Kings Dominion is only an hour and a half away. You expect me to believe that you were too tired to drive an hour and a half? And you couldn't call me to let me know?"
Pulling the ticket stub out of her pocket, she handed it to him and he examined it like it was a fake twenty dollar bill. "We went to a local club afterwards and time got away from us. I left my phone in the car for the majority of the day and didn't see that you called until after I woke up," the story wasn't all false, she did leave her phone in the car while they were in the park.
"And this friend from work, have I met them before?" he asked, still suspicious of what she was telling him.
"No. They're new to the hospital." That was a whole truth.
"I see. And is this person a male or a female?" Damn, that was the one question that she couldn't tell a half lie on.
She was running out of excuses and was boxed into a corner. She raked her brain for options. She could say girl, but then he'd ask her name. She could say male and lie and say that Fitz was gay, but then he'd want to meet him just to be sure. So she did the only thing she could do to defend herself.
"Are you accusing me of cheating on you?" She avoided the question and tried to turn the blame on him.
"Well you have been acting distant lately and then this? It's not like you Olivia. What's going on?" His voice went from angry to concerned and it made Olivia feel even worse.
Taking a seat beside him on the couch, she grabbed his hands and looked in his eyes. She took a deep breath, ready to just tell him everything and lay it all on the line. "Jake I…"
His phone ringing interrupted them. He looked down at it, then gave her the one second sign, and answered it. "Yeah…yeah...okay, I'll be there as soon as possible." He spoke in clipped tones and Olivia was thoroughly confused as to what was going on.
Getting up, Jake looked down at Olivia and told her, "When I get back, we will finish this conversation," then started heading towards the door.
"And exactly where are you going?" The irony of the question was not lost on either one of them.
"To get some fresh air," he replied and left her sitting alone on the couch wondering where the hell he was going. Not unlike how he was just an hour ago.
Olivia thanked her lucky stars that she was called into work later that afternoon. Jake had yet to come home which was fine with her. She needed some time to figure out how she was going to tell him about Fitz and what she was going to do afterwards. All she knew was that she couldn't keep going on like this. But in the meantime, all contact with Fitz needed to stop. If she was going to leave Jake, she was going to have to do it with a clear head and a somewhat clear conscience.
Walking into the ER, she groaned when she saw him. She just couldn't catch a break today. He spotted her and was on his way towards her when Mellie blocked his path. She didn't exactly like the thought of Mellie talking to Fitz, but right now, she'd take what she could get. With one last glance towards him, she turned and went to check in then review some charts.
The ER stayed mostly busy which kept her mind of off the whole thing with Jake. She took her time going over each one of her patients, asking tedious questions just to prolong the exam so she wouldn't have to face Fitz. She'd feel guilty about using patients like that if they weren't also getting helped. It was nearing five and Olivia was due for a break. Closing the curtain behind her, she left the patient with a prescription and headed towards Abby who was standing by the nurses' station.
"Hey, you wanna go get something to eat?" Olivia asked, her stomach rumbling.
"Uh, sure. We have some stuff that we need to talk about anyways," Abby told her as they headed towards the cafeteria.
They remained silent the whole walk there but she just knew that Abby was biding her time until she could rip into her. They went down the line, a slice of pizza and chips for Olivia and a half a sandwich and a cup of soup for Abby. After paying, they took a seat at a table in the corner and were half way through their meal before Abby seemed to explode with questions.
"Where were you? Who were you with? Scratch that, I already know. What were you thinking staying out all night? And why didn't you call me? Is the sex that good?" Abby paused and Olivia gave her a look, "Never mind, don't answer that. Do you have any idea how much we were worried about you? And what about Jake?" Olivia didn't know which to answer first.
"Fitz took me to Kings Dominion for the day. After that we went back to his place and I didn't call you because we were...um…busy," she blushed. "And yes, the sex is that good."
"What the hell am I going to do with you," Abby laughed sadly, shaking her head.
"I didn't mean to worry anyone. Time just got away. And as for Jake, I have to tell him that I think we made a mistake getting married. I just don't know how. I need a little more time," Olivia told her, the latter more to herself than to Abby.
"And what are you going to do about Fitz?" Abby asked the next logical question.
"I don't know. Maybe once I'm divorced we can take a real shot at what we have. But for right now, I have to stop. I can't let him be the reason I'm ending my marriage. I'm ending it because I'm not happy and haven't been for a while."
"Well, you know that I have your back with whatever you decide, right?" Abby said sincerely and gave her friend a smile.
"Thanks, because I'm going to need it."
"Do you have it?" the voice in the other car asked.
"Not yet, but I'm getting close," Jake responded.
They were in an abandoned parking lot, their cars pulled up beside each other's with the windows rolled down so they could speak. The other person wore dark shades and a hat so that their identity would be hidden. Jake dressed similarly, taking every precaution not to be discovered by anyone.
"Time is running out," the voice said, the tone fed up and angry.
"I know that. Look, I'll have it to you soon," he promised, knowing that if he didn't, his life would be in danger.
"And your wife?" the voice asked.
"Doesn't suspect a thing," Jake said confidently.
"Good. Keep it that way. Remember, time is ticking." The window rolled up and the car pulled off before disappearing completely.
Jake didn't know how he got in so deep, but he had. Now there was no turning back. He made his bed a long time ago, but he'd be dammed if he'd lie in it. He was getting close, that wasn't a lie. All he needed was a little more time and he'd have everything he ever wanted. Rolling his window up, he pulled off, headed back to the apartment with every intent on finishing his earlier conversation with his wife.
"Olivia?" he called out as he shut the door behind, and like déjà vu, he got no answer. Once again there was a note.
Got called into work, not sure when I'll be back. Dinner is in the fridge, just heat it up. -O
P.S Call if you don't believe me.
He crumpled the note up and threw it towards the other one. There was something seriously wrong with her and he was bound to figure it out. He was positive that she was about to confess to something earlier, but that phone call had been important. He didn't think that meeting would take that long, but duty called. Throwing his keys in the designated dish, he pulled out his phone and called the hospital.
"Dr. Pope, you have a phone call. It's your husband," one of the nurses told her as she and Abby got back from the cafeteria.
"Ok," Olivia replied, going towards the nurses' station to take her phone call. She didn't think he'd actually check up on her.
"I'm at work Jake, I can't really talk," Olivia huffed impatiently.
"I just wanted to make sure you were where you said you'd be. Oh, and we will continue that talk once you get home," he told her then hung up before she got a chance to reply.
Slamming the phone back into its cradle, Olivia headed to the on-call room to take a breather. She was happy that it was empty, needing a few minutes alone. She sat down on the cot and put her head in her hands and sighed. Her life was a mess right now and she had no one to blame but herself. She got herself into this mess and now it was time for her to get herself out. She heard the door open and didn't even have to look up to know who it was.
"What happened this morning? I woke up and you were gone. Why'd you leave?" Fitz asked her, shutting and locking the door behind him.
"Is that a serious question?" Olivia wanted to know. The reason she left was more than obvious. "I'm married."
"So you keep telling me," Fitz chuckled humorlessly.
"Because it's true. Look, we have to stop this," she told him again and got up and walked towards the door.
She pushed past him and had reached to door, her hand on the handle, when his palm shot out effectively stopping her exit. He grasped her forearm and turned her so that she was facing him then letting her go, boxed her in with a hand on either side of her head. Her breathing turned to pants and her nipples hardened against her bra at just his nearness. He smelled so damn good. He crowded her, his head dipping to kiss her. At the last second, she turned her face.
His lips went to her neck instead, sucking at the skin there almost to the point of creating a mark. Before her skin could bruise, he moved to the other side, licking a blazing path across her throat and making Olivia squeeze her thighs together to try and quell the throbbing.
"W-we can't do this," Olivia told him unconvincingly.
His erection brushed against her belly, stiff and hot and ready for her. Her hips tilted up towards his, involuntarily seeking the heat he was emitting. One of his hands traveled up under her shirt and up her torso. It stopped just below her aching breasts, waiting for her to make the next move. She arched her back, curving her spin in attempts to meet his palm. He let his finger circle one tip, drawing it tight against the cup and driving her insane.
"Tell me you don't want me," Fitz challenged, "tell me you want me to stop."
He slipped his hand under her bra and tugged on her nipple causing pleasure to shoot from the aching nub straight down to her core. She tried to stifle the moan, but it proved impossible with Fitz pressing his hips in the juncture of hers. She was so wet and he had barely even touched. His other hand found its way into her scrub bottoms and into her panties. He used his middle finger to circle her clit, drawing a ragged moan from her parted lips.
"I-I want…"Olivia couldn't finish her sentence as one impossibly long finger entered her slick channel.
"What do you want, Livi, tell me," Fitz whispered in her in, twirling his tongue around the inside then sucking the lobe into his mouth.
He moved his finger in and out, slowly stroking her until she was moaning his name. He added another one, her muscles greedily clamping around the digits. He found her spot, pumping against it until she was ready to come. Fitz stopped before she could, pulling out of her to draw her shirt up and off. She unsnapped her bra, quickly taking it off. He groaned when her breasts bounced free then dropped his head to lick her nipple. Her pussy contracted and quivered, needing him to stop teasing and take her. Her fingers found their way into his hair, holding him to her breast.
"Tell me," he said, releasing the tip with a pop and looking into her eyes.
"I want you," she admitted on a groan.
He took her mouth then, thrusting his tongue in the warm cavern and swirling it around hers. She moaned and kissed him back harder, pressing herself to him as close as possible. She felt him pull down her pants and underwear and she shook with anticipation as she stepped out of them. His came down too and he lifted her up. Her legs went around his waist and he groaned into her mouth as her hot entrance kissed the tip of his cock. One hand went to her ass, holding her steady against him, and the other went to his shaft so that he could guide himself into her dripping channel. He circled her clit with the tip before pushing in. Her head fell back against the door.
"Oh, god," she whimpered as he steadily pushed into her clasping walls.
"You feel so damn good," he groaned against her neck, pulling out only to surge back in.
He took her hard and when the door began to rattle, he moved them to the adjacent wall. With the extra support at her back, he slammed into her over and over again while she begged for more. He was hitting her spot and whispering the dirtiest things in her ear. She nipped and tugged at his bottom lip then slipped her tongue into his mouth. Their moans were muffled as they would not break the kiss. She moved her legs higher about his waist and he slid in deeper. His fingers moved back to her clit, stroking it in hard circles that made her muscles tighten around his cock.
"Please…"she begged for the climax that was so close but yet still out of reach.
He moved faster, pushed deeper, stroked harder. She bit his shoulder against the scream that threatened to bubble forth. He was killing her as he swiveled his hips and ground down against her. She needed him more than her next breath and he knew it. She met him thrust for thrust, inching closer and closer to the pinnacle of their coupling. Then he sucked her nipple into his mouth and she exploded, coming so hard that spots appeared in her vision. She could feel him jerk then go still inside of her, his orgasm coming only milliseconds after hers.
When they had calmed, he lowered her legs and slipped out of her. The loss of his heat affected her more than she cared to admit. He found some paper towels and cleaned them both up while the silence hung heavy in the air. She knew what he wanted her to say. He wanted her to say that she was going to leave her husband. That she was going to stop, albeit unsuccessfully, pushing him away and give into their feelings. But she couldn't. At least not yet.
"I'm not going to deny that we have something between us," Olivia began once all of their clothing was back in place.
"Good," Fitz said that waited for her to continue.
"But we can't be together. Not right now. I need to get some things together first, to tell my husband what I've done. I need to make things right before we can move forward," she told him and a smile started to hint at his lips.
"So we are going to be together?" He asked, cupping her face in his hands.
"I can't promise you anything right now. All I can do is say that I want you, but I need some time," she repeated.
"I'll give you all the time in the world," he vowed then kissed her once more.
The next night, Fitz walked off of the stage with ones his hands and even more tucked into his waistband. He had just finished his last set and had to admit that he had done pretty well for himself. He counted the wrinkled bills on the way to his locker, mentally calculating how much he had made for the entire week. He then added it to the amount he made earlier that night in a locked box. He went to the showers in the back, quickly cleaning up then getting dressed.
He was meeting someone later on at a nearby club and was cutting it close on time. As he tied his shoes, he let his mind drift to Olivia. He told her that he'd wait for her but hoped that she wouldn't make him wait for long. She was something special, he knew that from the first second he saw her. He could see himself building a life with her complete with kids and a dog. He laughed out loud. He never considered himself the domestic type, but for her, he would be.
Not for the first time Fitz wondered what kind of man her husband was. He had to be one lucky bastard to get Olivia to marry him. He'd never been a jealous man but he was kept up at night thinking about if he was touching her, kissing her, just being with her in general. The only solace that he had was that she promised that she was going to get out and that she only needed time.
Heading out of the club, Fitz hopped in his car and headed toward the bar that he was meeting his friend at. He drove the three blocks and spent ten minutes trying to find a parking space. Finally finding one, he parked, got out, and headed inside. He looked around the bar, trying to find his friend when he heard his old nickname from across the room.
"Mac, over here." Pinpointing his location, he walked towards him with a wide smile on his voice.
"Hey, Jake, long time no see," Fitz greeted, giving the other man a bro hug then taking his seat.
Olivia had successfully dodged Jake for the last day and a half. He had told her that he was meeting an old friend for drinks which meant she had the rest of the evening to herself. During her lunch break, she called a divorce lawyer and got some information on how to start the proceedings. It was going to be a long process, but it would be worth it.
She poured herself a hot bath and a glass of wine and let herself soak. She thought of what she was going to tell Jake and what her life was going to be like without him. The thought made her sad but not as sad as dragging out the marriage. Then she thought about Fitz and how he made her feel. She was falling in love with him and could just now admit it to herself. It was scary and fast and it took her over when she least expected it. Getting out of the tub, she drained the water then went and got dressed.
She was settled in bed with a good book when the phone rang. It was nearing eleven and she wasn't sure who would be calling at this time of night. Looking at the caller id, she saw that it was her mother.
"Mom, is everything ok?" she asked then listened to her answer, "Calm down. What floor are you on and what room are you in? Let me get a pen to write that down," she told her then rummaged around on her nightstand for one.
Not being able to locate one, she went to Jake's side. Pulling open the draw, she saw that there was one tucked away in his crossword puzzle book. Pulling it open, she gasped at what she saw. She stared at the book, trying to figure out what she was seeing, but then her mother's frantic voice in her ear pulled her attention away. Olivia wrote down the address then put the pen back in the book then put it back where she found it. She'd have to deal with that later, right now, she had to head to the hospital to console her mother.
AN: So Olivia dodged the bullet with her half lies and a phone call. But I think it's more of a heat seeking missile rather than a bullet and will come back to find her. But she is planning her escape. We got more clues as to what Jake's secret is and it has to do with his crossword puzzles. Any guesses, let me know, again the crazier the better. Olivia just can't stay away from Fitz, can you blame her? And Fitz and Jake know each other. Before you saying anything, Fitz only knew Olivia's husband's last name, not first. Wonder if Fitz has something to do with his secret? Let me know what you think in a review below, they make me smile :)