I barely got any sleep thinking about Zaire and what I was going to do to fix this. Deciding that I was not going back to sleep I make my way to the kitchen and try to make breakfast but see that there's nothing in the fridge. I ask the agents outside if they can go get breakfast for us all. I make my way slowly down the hall and place my ear to the door. It was too early to see any part of them not clothed or going at it. After a few minutes I figure its and they are just sleep. Peaking my head thru the door I see them curled up together, pulling out my phone I snap a quick picture and run over on hop on the bed jousting them awake.
"What the hell," Fitz half awake yells
"Time to wake up I have to get my man back," I say as I keep jumping on the bed.
"Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the Fourth if you do not stop jumping on my bed this insistence.."
"Ohh the full name, sorry."
My dad is still trying to wake up and Liv has sat up in bed. Fitz was too tired to move so he flopped back down on the bed and asked, "Jerry what if we were naked under here."
"Please don't give me images."
"Enough you two it's too early. Speaking of what time is it?"
"It is 8."
"What?" Liv jumps out the bed and starts pacing, "Fitzgerald you need to get up right now you should have already been in your office, and the press and how do you think we are going to get you out of here?"
"Liv?"
"Shit Cyrus, Mellie."
In a sing songy voice, "Liv"
"Damn, I guess if we sneak you out the back and hide your face and make sure no agents are crowding you.."
"OLIVIA"
"WHAT"
"We are fine. I don't have any meetings of any kind today. I told you last night it was all handled," he says opening one eye and looking at her finally stop pacing.
"Jerry my boy please don't ever make your mother pace in the morning. It takes her hours to come down off her fixer high."
Placing her hands on her hips she stares at him, "you make it sound so easy you are the President, in my apartment having a sleepover with a woman who is not your wife."
Hearing the edge in her voice he sits up and looks her in the eye, "like I said I'm handling that. Right now I am not the President and you are not D.C. best fixer. You are Liv and I'm Fitz and we are going to help our son get his boyfriend back. So get your ass back over here and calm down, I'm fixing this one."
Not wanting feel like she was following orders she stayed still for a few seconds longer before relenting and getting back in the bed. Jerry on the other hand just watched their exchange with an amused smile. It wasn't everyday he got to see his dad just be a dad and be with the love of his life.
"You guys are truly in love," saying it as a statement not a question
"We are."
"Good. Now that mom here has freaked out a little how about I tell you my plan?"
"Son can I please have a cup of coffee before you start?"
"No we need to start now I don't have a lot of time. What if he moves, what if he changes his name, what if he just gets on a plane without telling me and leaves," I finish panicking
"Okay okay. I'm up and listening tell us your plan."
"First I was thinking that mom can call and see how he was doing and they talk while I die in the other room not knowing what they are saying. Next we go back to the White House and calm Mellie down because I have a feeling she will be blowing up your phone any minute. While that's happening I will be blowing up his phone until he relents and just answers to say leave him alone but by that time it won't be me on the phone it will be you dad."
"Me?"
"Yes you. You are a third party he doesn't know that I told you about us."
"Okay once I have him on the phone what do I do?"
"You be the charming guy that you are and get him to come here."
"Jerry…"
"No see he loves it here and if the President asks him personally to come he won't say no."
"There lies the problem he knows you're here and he knows that this is most likely a set up."
"Yes I want him to think that because I won't be there when he arrives."
"Where will you be?"
"I will be in one of the hall rooms printing out pictures of us, having flowers delivered and cooking and making the room into our own personal memory lane. I will make every wall a important time in our relationship. And there I will be standing in the middle of the room with tulips because they mean perfect love plus roses are to generic, and I will have our song playing while get on both knees and apologize till I'm blue in the face. And hopefully he comes and sits down with me so we can talk and I will let him lead the way after that."
I shift my eyes between them both while they think over my idea plans. They look at each and have a silent conversation that is driving me crazy. I was about to ask them what thought again when the bell rung, "that's breakfast since mom here doesn't have any food."
"Hey."
"I'll go get it but please have an answer when I get back," I hop out the bed and go get the food.
"What do you think?" Fitz asks out loud
"It's a plan. There's some holes but hey he's a teenager and he is trying."
"I'm still trying to wrap my head around that my son has told me he knew about us, is gay, basically living with his boyfriend and in love all in the span of 12 hours ago."
"Yeah I had more time to process and watch them grow together. Zaire is a really nice boy. His family is well let's just say they are mix of your childhood and mine."
"He's in love."
"He is."
"So we help him," he says while getting out of bed and pulling her out of bed with him and placing a kiss oh her lips while they walk hand in hand to the kitchen to help Jerry with operation teenage love.