"Aunt Abby's going to have a baby?"
Fitz and Olivia rushed apart when they heard their daughter's voice. He leaned against the counter while she went over to her.
"What are you doing out of bed?"
"I heard daddy yell. Are you fighting again?"
"Rayna, we aren't fighting. I just didn't want momma to take something," Fitz told her pushing the pill bottle in his pocket.
"Are you fighting, momma?"
Rayna looked at her mother, completely ignoring Fitz. "Let's get you back to bed."
"Aunt Abby's going to have a baby and it'll be my sibling?"
"Rayna, things are complicated right now. We can talk about this tomorrow, okay? Right now you need to get some sleep for school. You don't want to be tired in history tomorrow do you?" Rayna shook her head no and hugged Olivia. "Good, then let's go to sleep."
Olivia carried her back to her bed and sat with her until Rayna fell asleep. When she left the girls' room she thought Fitz might have left but she couldn't get so lucky.
"She's out?"
"It took a while but she is. Thank you for stopping me from taking the pills."
"I believe that you would have realized what you were doing before you did it. I have faith that you would have stopped before actually doing it. You didn't answer the question from before."
"I don't remember there being a question."
"Come home with me."
"That's not a question. That's Fitzgerald Thomas Grant's usual demand when he isn't getting what he wants from me. Quite frankly I am surprised you haven't told my agent to drag me back to the house and keep me there."
"I wouldn't do that to you."
"First time for anything, huh?"
"Olivia. I want you at home with Rayna and Mackenzie. It's where all of you belong. You only have six agents here instead of at the house where I know that all of you are much safer. The protection at the house is much better there than here."
"Have you forgotten to tell me about a threat on one of our lives? Or is this just your gibberish to keep me?"
Fitz let out a deep sigh and leaned back in the chair he was sitting in. "Do you want an ultimatum?"
"You aren't in a position to give one."
"What do you want from me? Do you want me to beg you to come home? I will get on my hands and knees and beg you if that's what you want. Do you want me to move out of the house so you and the girls can move in? Or move to another bedroom? I don't care what I have to do. It doesn't matter how much groveling I have to do but I want you to come home. Because this, I can't take anymore. It's been almost three months. I miss my family. Damn it, Olivia, I miss going to sleep with you every night and waking up every morning with you. This isn't what I need."
"But seeing you with Abby in our bed is what I did need? Fitz, I really don't care what you need. I need to take care of our kids because you're going to have to raise another kid and I want nothing to do with it."
"Olivia! I swear I did not get Abby pregnant! I will make her take a test to find out who the father is but I swear it isn't me."
"Fine, prove to me that the baby she's carrying isn't yours and we can discuss me and the girls coming back to the house. But we will ONLY be discussing it because I very highly doubt I will ever be able to forgive you for sleeping with my best friend."