Ok, I was suppose to post this chapter ending November or early December, meanwhile God had other plans. But you guys should blame PAPERFRAMES for deciding going to graduate school is more important than fanfiction lol.

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Olivia burst into uncontrollable laughter, causing everyone to glance at her in concern.

"Olivia, are you OK?" James asked.

After seeing the worried look on everyone's faces, Olivia tried to calm down, but couldn't. A few seconds ticked by and finally she sat down. She looked at Michaela, laughing still, and asked, "What made you think I'm capable of taking care of another human being?"

Her laughter suddenly subsided. "Do you know where I live at this moment… in rehab because I'm unable to function as a proper human…." She paused, her thoughts far away, the five suicides attempt under her belt, talk less of the countless number of men she has given herself to, "Michaela, minus what you know of our situation …." She couldn't say it, because she didn't want the images of her assault in her head, "Child service will not only make sure I'm not your guardian, but give me a restraining order so we are at least 10 feet from each other…."

She was certain her next sentence was going to be harsh, but she needed to be understood clearly, "Even if they say it's ok for me to be your guardian, I will never agree or accept you, ever." Picking up her bag, she walked out.

Michaela burst into tears, hugging her mom.

Fitz wanted to go after Olivia, but decided she needed sometime alone. He turned to Maya instead, "Are you sick? You look fine."

Looking dejected as Olivia departed, Maya replied with Michaela still in her arms, "Sickness was long ago, now I'm just passing time,"

"What's wrong with you?" A very sympathetic Jerry asked Maya.

Seeing how concern Jerry looked, she smiled lightly just to take some of his worries away. She reached out, caressing his face, "Well, honey, let's just say Jesus forgives, but there are consequences for our actions. My past finally caught up with me. My liver is not what it used to be plus a sprinkle of high blood pressure."

"How much time do you have left?" James asked.

Finally, Michaela let go of her mother and sat down, replying to James' question on her mother behalf, "We don't know, she was supposed to be gone six months ago. I've been begging her to let me meet Olivia, but she refused; now I know why. We are never going to be sisters because she's never going to see me as such," She covered her face as the tears started falling.

Maya couldn't take the pain Michaela was going through, and was certain Olivia too was going through something much worst. "I didn't want to see Liv again because I know I won't have time to make amends with her. I didn't want Michaela to meet her because of obvious reason. Even though I want them to get to know each other and be close, I also know it's unfair to Olivia. This is why I refused to see her, but you guys insisted; now God only knows the amount of salt we've poured on her wounded soul."

"What about the salt on my wounded soul too?" Michaela angrily asked her mother.

Maya let out a little chuckled, "Oh, honey you're going to be fine, you have just three more years before you turned 18. I know how much you want to be able to make and take your own decisions without grandma and me messing things up."

The boiling frustration inside of Michaela came flowing out, "You keep saying that as if it will make me feel better. It's your entire fault! Why were you a bad mom to her? Why did you treat her like that? I would've had a sister right now, but you were selfish and mean to her! And for what, my stupid rapist of a father? Just die now or whatever, I don't care anymore!" Michaela shouted and ran out.

Standing in utter astonishment, Maya fought back tears, she couldn't believe her ears. Michaela had never spoken to her like that before.

"She doesn't really mean that. She's just a kid who doesn't know how to deal with all that is happening," Fitz said to Maya.

James reached out to Maya and hugged her. He felt bad for everyone, "This whole situation is messed up," he said with Maya in his arms. "If you really do believe in God like you say you do, you better pray for a miracle because I can't see any way out of this whole thing."

After calming down, Maya pleaded for James and Fitz to take care of Olivia, "Please, I don't think I'll ever see Olivia again. I'm begging you two to keep an eye on her. I know you guys said she has been making progress, please try your possible best to keep it that way, please!"


While on the plane, everyone was silent. Fitz didn't know what to say to Olivia. He couldn't imagine what she must be going through. He was now certain Maya and Olivia were both right in not wanting to see each other. He had a feeling Olivia was going to regress, and it hurt so damn much due to the progress she had made.

Turning her head to Fitz, Olivia tried to break the silence, "I know that was pretty awful of me; how I handle everything, not caring about Maya's health and laughing at Michaela, but," she paused, thinking of how best she could tell him she wasn't superwoman. "Fitz, I'm not that strong a person."

Fitz on the other hand couldn't believe Olivia thought he'd considered how she reacted awful.

"Liv, there is nothing awful about your reaction," he reassured, speaking as a psychologist, "You are way stronger than you think. The fact that you actually went through with this trip shows how brave you are." He needed Olivia to really believe that last part of his speech.

But Olivia saw through him. "I know you think saying this will make feel better, but I wish I never went through with it. I'm certain I didn't get any closure from that. The only thing I got is hopelessness."

"Livve, please do not talk like this. I can't take hearing you talk like this." He took her hands and kissed them both almost in tears.

Knowing Fitz was hurt made Olivia felt more depressed than she already was. She removed her hands away from his, eyes filled with tears she turned her attention to the cloud outside the plane's window. She was certain she couldn't take the pressure of her life anymore.

The tears that were on standby in Fitz's eyes went down his cheeks and he wiped them off, then gave his own attention to the plane ceiling; praying and begging God for Olivia not to give up.


The plane landed and they all step out. Olivia tried to strike a conversation with Jerry, but he seemed to be mad at her. He ignored her and put on his headphones instead.

Fitz knew it wasn't a good idea for Olivia to be left alone. He spoke to James privately about it, mentioning her earlier suicidal remarks, and then asked them if they could all have dinner together just so Olivia wasn't left alone with her thoughts. But Olivia objected, saying she'd love to be left alone. James insisted a distraction was exactly what she needed right now, she finally accepted to go with them. They went to a very nice building not far from the center that had excellent food on the fifth floor.

While the guys were eating, Olivia just stared at her plate. She told them she'd like to take a stroll around since she didn't have an appetite. Both Fitz and James looked at each other, but also didn't want Olivia to be suspicious of their concern. So, they both said fine, but she shouldn't go too far since they'd be done soon. She told them she'd just be outside the balcony for some air. Fitz was please since he could easily keep an eye on her on the balcony. As Olivia left, James engaged Fitz in a conversation how he'd talk to Cyrus about fostering Michaela. Fitz and Jerry were both excited at the idea. And they got deeper into the conversation of the possibility of that.

"I know Olivia would like to know Michaela is taking care of. She acts like she doesn't care about her, but we both know she does," Fitz said to James.

"But why was she mean to her then?" Jerry asked his father.

James got a feeling Jerry was mad at Olivia "Jerry, I saw you ignoring Olivia after we landed, was it because of the way she spoke to Michaela?"

"Well yes, I told Michaela she was the best person ever, then she treated her like that. It was very mean."

"Jerry, Olivia and Michaela relationship is complicated." Fitz said, adding, "Michaela's father raped Olivia."

"Well that's bad, but why should the sins of the parent rest on the children, Michaela didn't do anything wrong."

"Jerry, I just said Olivia was raped by Michaela's father and you're more concerned about Michaela that you just met?"

"I mean, I'm sure it was a long time ago. This is exactly what Uncle James taught us in his session a week ago, not to let our terrible past dictate how we treat people in the future because that's just weak and a cheap way out of life, and Olivia was in that class."

"You were actually paying attention in that session? I thought your phone was more important that day."


Olivia went to balcony and thanked God she was the only one there. She looked at the cars passing on the street. She tried to concentrate on how beautiful the light of the cars and that of the street looked combined together, but couldn't. Her thoughts kept going back to her mother and her brand-new sister; what happened to her as a kid, her father's abandonment, and her rape.

Her thoughts were loud, chaotic and dissonant; they wouldn't leave her alone. The horrible life she led and all the useless men she gave herself to flashed through her memory. She covered her face with her palms and the most horrific thought that she was accustomed to came into her brain. Death.

She opened her eyes, turned her head towards the dining room to find Fitz laughing at something James must have said, 'He'll be hurt for a while, but he'll get over it eventually.' She placed her hands on the balcony to lift up herself, but paused, suddenly noticing that she wasn't the only one there. There was an elderly man with a teenage girl of about 19 years of age at one dark end of the balcony. Having been so consumed with her thoughts moments ago, she must've missed the couples' arrival. She saw the elderly man groping and threatening the girl in a very calm, but chilling manner that made her spine shiver.

Without thinking, Olivia walked over to them, "Hey mister, I don't care if she's your wife or whatever, but you don't handle anyone like that." Olivia could tell the girl was relieved to see her.

"Hey lady, this is none of your business you better go back in there and eat or do whatever you came here to do." He took a step toward Olivia.

But Olivia stood her ground, "I'm not going anywhere without her."

"Excuse me?" The older man asked.

"You are excused," She said, then turned to the young girl, "Hey you, come let's go."

The girl wanted to go, but was clearly too scared out of her mind to follow Olivia.

"Yes, you're damn right; you better not move an inch." The man said to the girl.

"You don't have to be scared, you are with me." Olivia said to her.

"You don't understand," the girl whispered, "he owns me. Just leave and you might be safe. His guys will be here at any time, he also owns this building."

The old man smirked at the girl's respond.

"I'll call the police." Olivia said to him.

He laughed mockingly now, "let's see how long they take to get here and if they actually get to know who called them. Do you still want to play savoir?" He asked in a threatening manner.

"Oh mister, if only you know what I've been through you'd know there's nothing I can't handle. And today is the right day for me to test how crazy I can be."

The man was done making small talk. He took his phone, dialing a number. Olivia waited until the person at the other end picked before she grabbed the phone. The man was now certain Olivia wasn't scared. Olivia informed the receiver she was waiting for whoever they were to show up.

After she did that, she went inside the crowded restaurant and climbed on a table, calling everyone's attention to the older man and the young girl at the balcony.

Fitz, James and Jerry all rushed to her asking what she was doing. But Olivia paid them no mind.

"Everyone, you see that buffoon in the dark corner there," Olivia pointed at the man outside who was dumbfounded and confused, not knowing where to hide. She continued," He thinks he could really claim ownership on a person in 2017 because he owns this God forsaken building and has boys who can make people disappear."

People were already with their camera phones, videoing taping everything.

But Olivia wasn't done yet, "He was forcing himself on that young lady because he can, and there's nothing anyone can do about it." She paused then looked at the girl, "Come, what's your name?"

She took some baby steps to where Olivia was. "Miriam," She answered in a quirky voice.

"Miriam, come tell the world what this man has on you,"

The girl was still nervous.

"You don't have to be scared this is your freedom, you have to fight for it. There's only so much anyone can do for you. You have to be able to stand up for yourself and stop making excuses for what you are going through, say enough is enough. Show up for yourself and let everyone else be dame."

Miriam was thinking this might be her last chance to fight for their freedom, scared out of her mind, but hoping this might be the day. She ceased the opportunity to tell her story, "I was abducted from Guatemala and they're fifteen of us in the basement of this building who provide services for Mr. Bruce." Miriam rushed and held Olivia's hand, looking up to Olivia on the table

"Please tell me I'll never go back down there, to the basement."

Olivia stepped down from the table, "You'll never go back down there," She said and hugged Miriam.

Mr. Bruce was already at the exit point trying to dodge the crowd and video phones due to everyone concentrating on Miriam and Olivia, but Jerry saw him. "He's trying to escape," Jerry shouted.

The police were in the building in no time to help rescue the other girls. And Mr. Bruce was apprehended.


Olivia didn't talk much as they drove back to the center. Her speech to Miriam was the only thing in her head.

But all kinds of thoughts were going through Fitz's head. He knew he couldn't handle what Olivia just witness and did. Hell, he couldn't handle what she had been put through all her life. He was thinking how all what just happened today might be the limit for Olivia; it was all just too much for a person this fragile to handle. Fitz was certain Olivia was going to try to hurt herself soon.

As they arrived at the center Jerry said his goodnight and left to his room. Olivia told the guys she would like to take her bath and go to bed because she was very tired. Fitz and James both asked if she needed company and that they could both stay still she fell asleep.

It then came to Olivia's attention Fitz and James has been too protective of her since they stepped down from the plane. Then she remembered telling her mom in front of Fitz how she has been fantasying not being alive.

"Guys, I'm not going to harm myself. I promise. Plus, I'm too tired to actually do something like that," She tried to convinced them.

"Olivia, we just want to make sure you are ok, what you have been through today would be hard for anyone," James said to her

"True, and that's why I really need to get some sleep, like yesterday."

"If you say so," James said and told Fitz they couldn't really guard her the whole day.

"Yes, I could," Fitz said firmly.

"Guard who?" Cyrus joined the conversation.

They all greeted Cyrus and he asked how Olivia was doing since James had already shared everything with him through text before they got there.

"I'm fine, I just need a bath and sleep, but they are thinking I'm going to hurt myself."

"Are you?" Cyrus asked her.

"No" She answered

"Then go take your bath and get some sleep."

"Thank you, Cyrus."

"I don't think she should be left alone at the moment," Fitz said to Cyrus and James after Olivia left.

"She's tired and wants some rest. I suggest you all do the same." Cyrus ordered.

"I can check up on her from time to time." Fitz suggested.

"You know very well she's going to want to take her mind off things with sex, and you think you checking up on her is a good idea, you of all people? Do you really want her to get well?" Cyrus' patience was running out with Fitz.

"If taking her mind off things through sex can prevent her from attempting another suicide, then I'm all for it."

Cyrus walked in front of Fitz with anger and Fitz did the same. Trying to avoid an alteration, James stepped between Cyrus and Fitz.

"Hey, hey, hey," He said to them, "let's try to make everyone happy here. Fitz, Olivia is very vulnerable at the moment, and you checking up on her isn't going to help her or you, since we all know your feelings for each other, but we are not 100% sure she's going to hurt herself. While don't I be the one to check on her from time to time?"

"Fine," Fitz said and back off Cyrus.

At that very instant James got a call concerning his mother breaking a hip from climbing the stairs. And said he has to check on his mom.

"Then I'll be the one checking up on Olivia." Cyrus said.

"You who sleep consumes like a baby?" Fitz mocked.

Cyrus approached Fitz again and Fitz stood his ground to see what he could do. James was so over it at that instant.

"My mother just broke a hip and might die and you two are…."

"Don't be dramatic," Cyrus and Fitz said to James at the same time.

"When has anyone died from a broken hip?" Cyrus added.

James clutched an invisible pearl on his chest and shifted behind in a dramatic manner at Cyrus, "She's old," he screamed almost in tears.

Fitz and Cyrus burst into laughter from the way he said 'she's old.' But nothing was funny for James. He stormed away like one drama queen.

Fitz and Cyrus couldn't help, but laugh some more.

After the laughter subsided, Fitz breathed out, and became serious, "its ok, you can check on Olivia." He said to Cyrus, "I know you mean well Cy, but when it comes to her I'm irrational. She has consumed me. My whole life is her now. I don't even know what life was without her and I can't imagine life without her. It's all very consuming, but…."

"I know Fitz, and this is why I don't want you to mess this up. You two have a connection very special and rare that everyone with eyes can see. You two are going to be great together, but I need you to listen and respect my decision. I've known you for a long time and it'll kill me to see you destroy a good thing."

"Thanks."

Cyrus nodded. "Now let me go check on that drama queen. Olivia must be bathing now. I think you should get some sleep. After I finished with James I'll check on her."


It was hours since Cyrus left, but Fitz was still on the same spot. He knew he won't be getting any sleep tonight unless he was sure Olivia wouldn't do anything stupid.

He decided to check on Cyrus to know how Olivia was doing, but when he got to Cyrus place the maid told him Cyrus was sleeping and hasn't left the house ever since . James left some few hours ago to check on his mom. She asked if she should get Cyrus up for him, but Fitz told her no. He decided to check on Olivia himself.

When Fitz got to Olivia's door he noticed her lights were still on which meant she wasn't sleeping. Olivia once told him she couldn't sleep when the lights are on, and the eye mask didn't do it for her.

He banged on her door quickly and repeatedly, dreading the worst.

Olivia opened the door thinking something was wrong. "What happened, what's going on, is everyone ok?" She asked Fitz.

Fitz hugged her tightly instead, "Thank God you're ok."

"What?" Olivia asked him, confused.

"You hate sleeping with the lights on, but your lights are still on at this time. When I saw it I thought you've…"

"Hurt myself. Really?" She angrily demanded.

"Can you blame me?" It came out in an accusatory manner.

Olivia couldn't find her words. Fitz's words hurt a lot, but he was right, she couldn't blame him. In fact she was about to end it all at the restaurant earlier. Yet still, Fitz's question was like an arrow to her heart. Her eyes were full with tears.

"Oh, honey! I am very sorry." Fitz said and hugged her immediately after he saw the pain on her face. "The last thing I want to do at this moment is to cause you more pain, I was just worried"

Olivia calmed down, then asked Fitz to enter and closed the door. Fitz entered and sat on the sofa. Olivia wiped her eyes and sat on the same sofa too.

"I wasn't feeling sleepy. I was just thinking about life," she said and relaxed on the sofa.

Fitz wished he could stop her from thinking about her life. He knew her thinking about life after everything she has been put through today was bad for her mind at this moment. "I wish you would stop thinking."

"That would be amazing, but that can't happen unless I'm dead."

"Olivia!"

"I didn't mean anything by it."

"Can we talk about your suicidal thoughts?"

"I'd rather not, but I feel like I'm never going to have such thoughts again."

"Really, since when?" It was more like a rhetorical question from Fitz.

"You won't believe me so we better talk about something else."

Fitz didn't want to force the topic, "ok, what are your thoughts on your mom and Michaela?"

That subject hadn't really crossed Olivia's mind since the restaurant. She hadn't really thought about her visit to her mom and her brand-new sister because she couldn't stop thinking about Miriam and the other girls that were in the basement. She had been thinking what the girls must have been through and the trauma they were likely to carry for the rest of their life. Comparing it with what she had been through wasn't fair to the girls because kidnapping and being force to be a sex slave was just too unthinkable.

Fitz's question made her knew she had been thinking too much about Miriam and the other girls because she was avoiding thinking about her mom and how she now shared blood with her rapist.

The atmosphere was quiet, and then all of a sudden Olivia started crying. Fitz allowed her to cry but she wouldn't stop crying. He hated himself for the timing of that topic, it was just too soon. He cursed himself for not giving her enough time to process everything. He desperately needed to take the pain she was going through at all cost. Fitz knew of what could take Olivia's mind off her situation at this moment, but also knew Cyrus would crucify him.

At that very moment, Olivia stopped crying and rested her head on his shoulder. Fitz kissed her forehead and Olivia looked at him with red eyes, then her eyes shifted to his mouth. The sadness he saw in her eyes was too much. He would do the unthinkable to take that sadness away and Cyrus could crucify him later. All he wanted at the moment was for that sadness to be gone even for some minutes. He kissed Olivia's mouth, and Olivia just stared at him. He took off his shirt quickly then proceeded to kissing Olivia's neck. He tried taking Olivia's top off, but Olivia asked him to stop.

"Are you sure?" He asked Olivia.

"Yes, I'm not in the mood."

"Olivia?" Fitz called, already rock solid, but very shocked.

Olivia stood up from the sofa, "Please can you leave? I just want to be left alone."

Fitz's astonishment was off the roof, "Olivia, you just turned down sex, from me."

That caught Olivia by surprise too. It was just so surreal for her, "Wow, something must be wrong with me." She thought she was dreaming, but was certain she had never turn down sex even in her dreams.

"No, baby, nothing is wrong. You are getting free." Fitz stood up and lifted her in a big hug. He was so caught up in the excitement of the moment, and was about to kiss her again, but Olivia refused. She was repulsed by his erection on her lower abdomen and pushed away from his embrace.

Still in the high spirit of it all, Fitz went in for another hug, but Olivia shifted away.

He now felt utterly rejected and didn't know what to make of it. He backed off from her slowly and took his shirt on the floor, heading for the door.

Olivia could see the embarrassment in Fitz demeanor, "Fitz!" She called, but not having an explanation to give him as he touched the doorknob.

"Sleep tight," Fitz smiled at her dryly before leaving.

After Fitz left, Olivia felt livelier than she had felt in ages. She just turned down sex from a man she thought she couldn't do without, she knew Fitz's feelings were a little hurt, but also knew he'd get over it.

What was so amazing was she wasn't consumed with how she was able to say no to Fitz. Instead, she couldn't stop thinking of the girls who are now free because of her, and the feeling was just too amazing. She also thought how she almost committed suicides earlier on, and felt grateful to be alive to experience her current state of mind. She said to herself she'd never do that again. Her contentment with life was off the chains.


Certain Fitz was going to be pissed at him, but wanted to inform him Olivia was still alive and didn't try to hurt herself, Cyrus went to Fitz's office the next morning to explain he couldn't check on Olivia because he fell asleep, but had done so this morning.

"I know she's fine. I went to her yesterday," He informed Cyrus.

Cyrus was waiting for further explanation, "And?"

"And what?"

"Nothing happened between you two?"

"No."

"She didn't try anything with you?"

"It'll surprise you to know I tried something with her instead, but she turned me down?"

"You what?" Cyrus was almost breathing flames

But Fitz wished the flames were real to burn his rotten flesh, "I know, I wanted to take her mind off things, but thinking about it now, I think it was my selfish way to satisfy my unwell mind by using that as an excuse to justify what I tried to do," Fitz was very disgusted at himself, "I mean, how sick can one be to take advantage of someone's weakness knowing full well it won't be good for them?"

Cyrus found himself feeling bad for Fitz, but at the same time too proud of Olivia, "She really turned you down?"

The memory of yesterday refreshed in Fitz's mind, "Yes, even when I tried giving her congratulatory hug for turning me down."

"She turned you down for just a hug too?"

"Cyrus, I need help from myself. My feelings for her are unhealthy, it isn't normal."

"Oh, you are just experiencing love for the first time. This is what we call being in love."

"What's call being in love?" James asked as he entered Fitz's office.

"Back already?" Cyrus asked James.

"It was just a minor fall, but you guys, my mom is such a drama queen."

"Good to know who you took after." Fitz added dryly.

They all laughed and James asked of Olivia. Cyrus updated him on everything.

"Wow, with all what she went through yesterday? I've heard being pushed to extremes either sends you off the edge or make you stronger. Thank God her case is the latter."

And just there Olivia walked in. She greeted them, "Hello guys, I was told you all are here."

Fitz immediately stood up from his chair, "Olivia, I would like to apologize for yesterday. What I tried to do was unethical and wrong on all level. I now know I need help too."

Olivia stared at Fitz for some seconds without saying a word, then looked at James and Cyrus, knowing they were all aware of what happen with her and Fitz yesterday, she gave her attention back to Fitz, "what is important was you stopping after I asked you to."

But Fitz wasn't done beating himself, "But I shouldn't have tried that in the first place."

Olivia wasn't in the mood to cater for his emotions or make him feel better. She brushed it off like no big deal and shrugged, then told them why she was there, "Guys, I came to tell you all I'm ready to leave."

They all looked confused.

"Leave what?" James asked her.

"Leave this place."

"Olivia, you are doing well and making a lot of progress, but there are stages and tests you must past before we give you a clean bill of health, the fact that you think you are ok, doesn't mean you are ok," Cyrus.

"I'm not asking for you guys to give me a clean bill of anything, and I don't think I am ok, none of us are. I'm now just ready to accept and face anything that I've been through, and would go through. I'm ready to face life. I'm ready to laugh, I'm ready to cry. I'm ready to be hurt. I'm ready to make mistakes. And I don't need your permission to leave I'm telling you guys because you've all been very kind to me. I want you all to know I'm ready and not scared."

"So, when do you want to leave?" Fitz asked her

"I've packed already I just came to tell you guys, bye."

"Bye? What about us?" Fitz asked her.

Olivia was about to answer Fitz when her cell phone started ringing, she put on her ears and was informed her mother was dead and her little sister was nowhere to be found.

She gave her attention back to Fitz, "If 'us' is meant to be, then it'll be, if not, I'll be totally ok with that too." She looked at James, Cyrus then Fitz, "Thanks for everything guys. I have to go," She left.

"Did that just happen?" Fitz asked no one in particular.

"I guess you have to win her heart from scratch now," Cyrus winked teasingly at Fitz.