"Ma'am please."

"Where is my son, where is Jerry?"

"He's gone. I'm so sorry."

"What do you mean he's gone? You are supposed to be the best….he was just talking, I just talked to him. He just was laughing and his eyes were open, he was alive."

"Liv…" Fitz tries to get to her but she moves out of his grasp and gets in the doctors face.

"No! What did you do wrong?"

"Ma'am we did everything we could and I believe he did everything he could but he wasn't fully healed yet and when we went back in there was a lot of bleeding….."

"No no no….JERRY!" She breaks and falls to the ground screaming and crying.

7 hours earlier

It was the day of my father's last big deal with a country. We were all home, he made his rounds and we are going to have a picnic in the yard with family friends and a few leaders. Zaire was going to be there with his parents so my day was made that he was there. I spotted him from afar and he looked cute in tan shorts, white v neck that hugged his pecs and arms nicely, with white Toms on. I guess I was staring hard because he looked up at me and smirked, I gestured for him to follow me to a hidden willow tree on the grounds. Of course my agents follow me but I tell them where I'm going and I who would be meeting and they walk a head to check it out before giving us some breathing room, we get the all clear and walk underneath the curtain of leaves and are hidden.

"So what's up Grant?"

He leans against the tree and is trying to play all hard to get but two can play that game, "nothing much I just wanted to talk."

"Really is that all you wanted to do."

"Sure, unless you have something else in mind."

"I do, but I guess talking is more important at the moment."

He was baiting me and I know it but I was not going to break first. I was going to break him before he got to me or at least try, "so how's your day going?"

"Good. My parents are bugging the crap out of me of course and there's this girl they keep trying to throw at me to date. She seems nice and she is pretty."

In my head I was a raging ball of jealously it only has been 2 years together, 1 year since the whole ordeal and since he took me back but I was still scared all the time he would change his mind. I guess my fear was showing because they next thing out his mouth was reassurance.

"Don't worry Grant I'm all in with you but she could be your type."

"I know it's just my own insecurities and girls aren't my thing. I actually already have all I could ever want."

"Do you want me to help with those insecurities," he says while walking toward me.

"And how exactly are you going to do that?"

"First I'm going to do this," he says while gently tugging on my shirt to bring me closer to him. He lets his back rest against the tree and pulls me closer.

"After I let go of your shirt I'm going to look you in those beautiful blue eyes and say I love you. Once that's done I'm going to kiss you with so much passion that your knees go weak that you break the kiss only to put your hands on either side of me and take us on a whirlwind make out session. And after that we will walk away and sneak glances at each other for the rest of the event. We will graze each other hands getting drinks, find small ways to touch each other and when all is said and done you will pull me in to a closet somewhere and have your way with me. Does that sound like a plan?"

I nod my head because I knew he had me and he knew it too, "you have a lot of faith in that me."

"I do."

With that we spread I loves yous and kiss like no other, "you know this is our first kiss in public without disguises."

"And it's at the White House; this has got to be a first."

We kiss a little more and laugh till we both agree we have been gone long enough. Making our appearances decent again, we walk back and make a promise for later once everyone is asleep to meet up again.

"Oh look our dads are talking maybe we should go say hi."

While we were walking over to them something in my gut was telling me something bad was going to happen. I have been having this feeling since my dad won the second term. It's a feeling of utter pain and coldness, I have accepted it and took every precaution I could, but it was still there. We make it to our dads but once we get there the feeling intensifies and Zaire notices something change in me.

"Is everything alright Jerry?"

"No something is wrong. I don't feel right."

"Jerry what do you mean something is wrong?"

"I don't know Zaire, I have this feeling and my gut is never wrong."

"Jerry my boy your father here has the best security around I'm sure everything is okay."

"Son what is it?"

"Dad…."

That was the last thing said before all chaos broke out. Everything was moving in slow motion and all I heard was screaming and people running around. I grabbed for Zaire's hand just as the agents swarmed us all. But it was too late I felt a warm sensation in my chest I look up at Zaire and his face is terrified, I see my dad trying to get to me and I see Liv running towards me. Looking down I see what has everyone so scared. Blood so much blood….