AN: I laughed at some of the reviews I got from the last chapter – too funny guys. The last chapter was over but that doesn't mean that the argument is. Hope you enjoy this new update! Oh lookie another chapter a day after :)

The next morning he felt his head pounding as his eyes slowly opened to face the brink of day. He stretched his hand across the bed in attempts to feel the warm body he'd grown accustomed to sleeping next to. He groaned remembering last night's arguments. "I was such a dick" he murmured. Stretching his body out and looking at the time on his phone. It was 7 in the morning and he wondered if Liv was awake. He hurriedly clambered out of bed and went to relieve himself in the bathroom. When he was finish taking care of his morning business he slipped on a pair of sweats and shirt on his boxer clad body. He made his way out from the guest room a few doors down from the master room. He and Olivia needed to talk and he hoped that she was already up.

When he made his way in front of their room he found the door wide open, he took it as an invitation and went inside seeing the bed neatly made without the presence of Olivia. Fitz looked around the room and everything seems to be intact except for the one person he was looking for. He made his way inside and saw the bathroom door was open as well and he knew she wasn't inside. She would never leave the door open when she's using it.

"Liv?" Fitz called out in an easy voice. He met deafening silence. "Olivia!" He called out a bit louder. He moved all through the house calling for her but received no answer. He checked the garage to see if her car was there and it was parked safely next to his. Fitz begun to fell sick to his stomach when he finally checked her walk in closet to see clothes strewn all over the floor. It looked as if someone had been packing and unpacking.

Fitz dropped in the middle of the floor feeling his world had fallen apart. Maybe she's out exercising, he thought but she didn't exercise on the weekends. He grabbed his iPhone from his pocket and dialed her number. At the first ring it went straight to voicemail. Fitz felt himself panicked each time he dialed the number to hear her soft voice saying she's not available to take his call.

He made his way downstairs to the kitchen and ran into his housekeeper unpacking groceries. "Good morning Mr. Grant" Martha called out.

Fitz made his way to her, "good morning Martha. By chance did you see Olivia?"

Martha smiled fondly remembering when she'd first met Olivia. As always on Sunday she would clean when necessary and stock groceries. Well one particular Sunday a few months back, she came to work and was making her way to the living room when she heard moans escaping. She hadn't thought anything of it knowing that those kinds of things are shown on TV. She was shock to see bare vanilla and chocolate skin intertwined with each other. She'd immediately retreated out of the room unheard and chuckled at what she'd seen. It'd taken her a while to look either one in the face without feeling flushed. She likes Olivia and she feels that she's a good match for her boss. Coming out of her thoughts she answered him, "no I haven't" looking at his worried face.

Fitz dragged his hands through his hair feeling the stress weighing down on him. He didn't want to panic since only an hour had past. He grabbed an apple from the counter and bit into it with all the pent up frustrations he was experiencing.

"Is everything ok?" The older woman asked genuinely curious.

Fitz let out a long sigh, "I don't know" he answered truthfully. He truly didn't know if everything was alright or not. He thought they'd made some form of common ground last night but he guessed that he was wrong. He couldn't imagine living a life without Olivia and deep down he knew she felt the same way or did she?

"Señor, I don't know what happened and you don't have to tell me but hear me when I say, Love allows for forgiveness. As long as love is there forgiveness will happen sooner or later. "

Fitz nodded trying to believe it. Love allows for forgiveness- Love allows for forgiveness, he thought over and over. "Thanks ma'am" Fitz replied giving the woman a warm hug. Martha had been working for him for over five years and she felt like an aunt to him rather than his employee. The two have a great relationship with each other. She was a hard working woman, full of wisdom too. She wasn't afraid to speak her mind but she'd always done it in a respectful manner.

Martha smiled at him, "let me make you breakfast. Go upstairs take a hot shower and I'll cook you something before I leave. Ok?"

Fitz smiled, "thank you." He decided to go take a long shower trying to clear his mind and to relax his muscles. As promised Martha left him a breakfast sandwich and freshly squeezed orange juice. He sat at the kitchen island eating still questioning where Olivia was. The house felt twice as big without her. He prayed that she would return soon or contact him.

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It was now noon and Fitz found himself extremely worried about his girlfriend's whereabouts. Her phone still went to voicemail at the first ring. The one thing he dreaded to do he was about to do now. He didn't want Alexis knowing about their problems but he was curious and wanted to know if she'd heard from Liv. Fitz scrolled through his contacts until he reached her name which wasn't very far down the list. He pressed the call button and heard the phone ringing twice before there was a distinct "hello" on the line.

"Hello Mrs. Pope I mean Alexis. How -"

Before he could've finished she interrupted. "Fitz? This is a pleasant surprise. How are you dear?" The two would usually correspond with each other but things got a tad bit strained when Olivia was in the process of moving in with him. Alexis didn't want her daughter to be among the statistics of those who live together but never marry each other. She wanted the very best for her only child and she wasn't afraid to voice it.

"I'm ok. And you?" Fitz replied.

"What can I say? I'm alive, the weather is good, I have good health - I'm doing well. Where's Livvie?" She asked wasting no time.

"Actually I was wondering if you spoke to her today." Fitz said trying to tread lightly on eggshells not trying to give away too much information.

"No the last time I spoke to her was yesterday morning. Why? Is everything ok Fitz?"

"Umm yes and no. We're fine just a little hiccup but we'll get pass it" he spoke swiftly trying to convince her that everything is ok.

Alexis knew something was wrong and she knew that if there was a fight Olivia would've left the house for a few hours at a time to clear her head. She'd often did that when they'd live together. After all she was an Aries and Aries needed to be left alone from time to time. "If you say so, Fitz. Let her call me please."

"I will" he replied feeling relieved that she didn't interrogate him.

"And Fitz?"

"Yes ma'am?"

"She'll come back home" with that Alexis disconnected the call.

Everyone was so sure that she was coming back home except for him. He was tired from the over activity his mind was performing. He resigned to himself and grabbed a book from their library. Lying in the sofa he proceeded to read from a book he'd long promised himself that he would read.

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A lot of time had passed by as Olivia was finally making her way home on her bike. She'd woken up early that morning still pissed about last night and decided to go for a morning ride on her bike. She was happy that she'd shipped down her bike from Seattle as it offered her to travel long distance easily without being on foot. She wasn't a big fan of running so having a bike compensated for that. It wasn't until she'd moved to Seattle that she'd become so active. She was in such a rush that she'd made a mess of her closet looking for her bike clothes and helmet. She needed her bike bottoms especially since it has additional cushioning inside which offers her extra comfort on long rides. With quick quiet movements she was able to get out of the house without waking Fitz. It wasn't until a mile into her ride that she'd forgotten her phone was left in her purse from last night. All she had on her was a bottle of water, a $20 bill that she'd always kept and her iPod that she was listening to music on.

She rode for miles until she found the park she'd came across one day with Fitz. There was a bike terrain and she'd decided to ride through it. It was tough and long but she'd made it. After finishing the course Olivia was both tired and hungry. She was thankful for the money she'd kept and made her way to a diner where she sat in one of the booth eating pancakes by herself. Thoughts about their argument last night flashes through her mind and she knew that they're going to need to finish their talk.

Olivia made her way out of the diner and saw a flea market at the end of the street. She rode towards it and hopped off her bike locking it at the designated area for bikers. She walked around the local flea market enchanted by all the different artsy stuffs they had on display that she didn't realized the amount of hours that had passed by until she heard her tummy rumbling again. Feeling tired and drained she slowly rode home on her bike.

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She opened the garage door using the keypad on the outside wall and rode her bike inside. He's home, she thought seeing all of his cars parked.

She made her way through the garage door which brought her to the hallway and then into the living room. The sight before her made her heart constrict within her chest. Fitz was sound asleep on the couch with one of his arm thrown over his head while the other held a book that was covering his face. She chuckled at the sight before her long forgotten that she was hungry. She made her way over to him and gently pulled the book from his hand and grabbed the throw from the arm of the chair to pull over him. Olivia stopped when she heard him mumble in his sleep, at first she thought she didn't heard him clearly but he repeated what he said. She felt tears sprang to her eyes as she watched him in fitful sleep murmuring "Livvie, don't leave me."

She shook her head swiftly making her way out of the room. She rushed to the kitchen turning on the faucet to the fullest splashing water on her face. She felt so sticky and boxed up her chest heaving and she felt as if she was having a panic attack. She dropped to the floor feeling horrible about leaving this morning without any thought. She didn't want him to feel as if she'd just abandoned him, hearing him calling for her in his sleep made her believe that he truly loved her. That even in his subconscious state he was reaching out of for her.

Looking down at her sweat laden skin and clothing she decided to take a quick shower before Fitz woke up.

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Olivia made her way downstairs wearing a comfortable strapless cotton dress with her hair piled on top of her head in a messy bun. Her shower afforded her tranquility as she now felt relaxed and calm. Still feeling hungry, Olivia made her way to the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat.

She was putting the final touches on the stir-fried chicken when she heard a loud bang and Fitz voice shouting. She rushed out of the kitchen to see what had caused him distress to find him holding onto his foot.

Fitz had woken up feeling worse than how he'd go to sleep. He smelled food cooking and wondered if Martha had returned. It wasn't until he heard her - his Livvie specific hum that he'd rushed off of the couch too fast hitting his left foot on the coffee table trying to get to her. He held onto it while shouting expletives at the pain he felt. He smelt her before he saw her and all sorts of emotions came rushing to him making him forget about the pain. He was happy, relieved and upset all at the same time. But as held onto his foot all he could feel in that moment was love and he was glad that she'd come home.

"Let me see" Olivia grabbed his foot forgetting everything about their supposed fight. She examined his foot and there seemed to be one tiny scratch on it. "Do you want me to grab an ice pack?" she asked searching his face for confirmation.

Fitz gives her a heartwarming smile; relieve to see her worrying over him.

"Fitz, ice pack?" Olivia repeated again.

Fitz shook himself out of his trance. "No that's fine babe, it'll pass."

"I'm still going to grab one in case you experience any swelling" she spoke matter-of- factly leaving him to grab the pack from the refrigerator.

She returned from the kitchen with a towel and an ice pack. She wrapped it in the towel and held it up to his foot. Fitz watched as she concentrated on looking after him. In that moment he loved her more than he didn't thought was possible. In that second he realized that he would lay down his life for her if that guaranteed her safety. He knew they still needed to talk but all he wanted to do was hold her. He gently grabbed onto her hand that was holding the ice pack not wanting to push too far too fast and was relieved when she didn't pulling away from him. They stayed like this for a minute until Olivia was pulling away her hands from the ice pack and replacing his hands that were holding hers on it.

"I'm cooking so you'll need to hold it now." She rushed out nothing making eye contact with him.

He nodded understanding, "ok."

Fitz held the ice pack to his foot for a few more minutes before standing on it testing its strength. There was a little pain when he did but it was bearable. He slowly made his way to the kitchen and saw Olivia setting two plates of food on the table. He couldn't believe that she would still treat him well even when he behaved like an ass to her. Before placing more thought into it, he made his way over to where she was standing retrieving cutlery and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm so sorry" he breathes deeply.

"I'm sorry too" she replied in the same breathe. "But let's eat first please, I'm so hungry."

He released her, "ok." He saw the two glasses of water on the counter next to the fridge and he grabbed them before making his way to the table. Shortly, after Olivia joined him. In that moment he didn't hesitated to say grace for them, they needed prayers and now was a perfect time as any to get some.

They ate in silence one that wasn't either comfortable or uncomfortable. Fitz complimented her on the meal and she replied with a simple "thank you". When they were finished eating they both got up and cleared the table and washed the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher. They tried to do anything keeping themselves busy - delaying their talk. Once everything was out of the way they made their way back to the living room and sat on the couch a few inches apart in quiet.

"You want to go first?" Fitz asked breaking the silence.

Olivia took deep cleansing breaths before begining. "Last night you hurt me Fitz. I thought we were a team. Didn't you think how much I had to humble myself and suck up my pride to move in with you in your house?" She held up her hand to stop him from speaking, "let me finish please. I packed up my stuffs from Seattle uprooting my life for us and you threw that in my face. That hurt so badly because I didn't have to come here." She spoke feeling the tears threatening to fall. She continued even though her throat felt tight with unshed tears, "I kind of get why you behaved like that at the party. Fitz" she called his name while turning to watch him in his face, "I'm sorry about the way I behaved at the party. It wasn't my intensions for you to feel jealous when I was talking to Bruno. With much thought I know if the table was turned I wouldn't appreciate it either. Case in point "Leah" she said with a little chuckle. "But that still don't give you a green light to behave the way you did. I'm sorry for not considering your feelings when I was acting like a fangirl to him."

Fitz listened to everything she had to say and she was right. He'd have to learn to better handle his frustrations when it comes to her. They sat in a silence when she'd finished talking allowing what she said to mull over them. Fitz turned completely facing her with their knees touching each other. He grabbed one of her hands holding it between his much larger ones craving some sort of contact.

He looked her in her eyes allowing his face to convey the emotions he felt. "Today I thought that I've lost -" he felt himself choking up from the emotion he felt earlier today thinking that she'd left him. He cleared his throat before he continued. "I don't ever want to feel that way again, Olivia. You have no idea how stupid I feel about what I said to you last night. Livvie, you have to believe me when I say I'm sorry and that I love you with all my heart. I would give you everything that I could" he spoke earnestly with pleading eyes and a tight grip on her hand.

"I believe you" she acknowledges in a small voice. Flashes of him calling out to her in his sleep crossed her mind.

"I'm going to work on controlling my jealousy. It's just that you're a beautiful, smart, kind, loving , sensual woman and some days I'm afraid that I would wake up and you're no longer with me. What if you move on and leave me behind? What if you realize that you do not want me anymore?" he added the last part in a broken voice.

Olivia couldn't believe that this strong confident man had his own set of insecurities when it came to her. She placed her free hand on their clasped ones, "Fitz I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. Ok? You're all that I want" she said trying to reassure him.

He nodded and they stared at each other, "I want you to be co-owner of this house. Our house."

Olivia shook her head, "no Fitz I don't want to do that."

"Are you sure? I was serious when I said what's mine is yours."

"I'm sure, we're not even married and I'm sure when that time comes you'll probably want me to sign a prenu-"

"Hell no!" Fitz couldn't believe that she would think he would ask her to sign one. Taking his possessions would be secondary to her taking his heart should there be a divorce. Had he screwed up that badly? "Liv I would never make you sign a pre..nup" he replied having a hard time saying the words.

Olivia removed her hands from his, "Don't be ridiculous Fitz. Famous people do this all the time."

He needed her to understand that he wasn't concerned about the materialistic things more than their relationship. He moved from off of the couch and knelt before her. Even though she was sitting on the sofa his face was on the same level as hers. He held her face gently with his hands holding her gaze, "listen to me Livvie. There will be no prenups. When that time comes there will be no such talk of prenups from me, you or anyone else. When I said we're in this together I meant it. I'm in this with you even when you don't want to talk to me or see me. Or when I upset you, I'll be in. This. With. You. I'm not going anywhere Olivia" he said each sentence with full conviction with his blues eyes blaring into hers.

"I'm not going anywhere either" she spoke with equal fortitude while her chocolate eyes burned into his. He may've had a lapse of judgment last night but she refused to throw away a good thing that's in front of her. He's not perfect and neither is she but they're perfect for each other. She leaned her head inches in front of him waiting for him to meet her half way and when he did they kissed each other as if their lives depended upon it. When they'd parted for air they pressed their foreheads against each other, breathing in the other's scent.

"Where were you earlier? Fitz asked running a finger on her bottom lip.

Olivia went over her morning adventures with Fitz and he was surprise to say the least as he didn't even thought to check for her bike.

"I saw your clothes on the floor and I thought you'd gone" he admitted meekly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to have you worrying about me. I just needed some fresh air. What did you do when I was gone?" She asked curious to find out his morning activities.

He related to her his initial reaction when he couldn't find her, then him asking Martha her whereabouts, to showering and finally calling her mom.

"Not ma..." Olivia groaned moving her head to rest on the back of the chair.

"She said to call her by the way. Apparently she knew you were temporary missing without me having to tell her. "

"Of course she did. I did the disappearing act quite frequently when we lived together. When we used to argue I would spend a few hours out the house to reconnect with nature. It helps calm me" she added answering his puzzled expression.

"Oh. Well next time would you tell me please?"

She gives him a sweet peck on his lips, "and missed you worrying about me. I don't think so Mr. Grouch" she teased poking his abs.

"Ouch" he said clutching his tummy from her assaults. "I guess it's time for Mr. Tickles" he replied showing her ten wriggling fingers.

"Nooo" she yelled while laughing but she had no way to run as he caged her in. Fitz tickled her belly until she was flat on her back laying on the couch as he was hovering over her not putting his full weight on. The atmosphere abruptly changed from a playful tone to one filled went sexual tensions. Fitz nipped at her lower lips and she opened her mouth expecting to feel his skillful tongue make its way between them.

Fitz watched as the desire clouded her eyes, her lips already parted inviting him in. In a low tenor voice he said, "You know what the best thing about fights is?" He watched as she sucked in air between her parted lips - too caught up to even answer him. He brought his lips to her ears and whispered, "Make up sex." He heard her moan and that was all the confirmation he needed to take them over the cliff.

AN: Ok I hate arguments, I'm sorry if this reconciliation was too fast for some. Life is too short to hold grudges. My babies moved on right over that bump building their relationship stronger. Let me hear your thoughts on prenups too. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and like always, please leave a review. Until next time, XO.