As the end of their honeymoon drew near, Liv and Fitz found themselves missing the children more and more. Of course they Skyped with them every night, but it had been 13 days without their babies, and Liv wasn't sure she could last another minute. They had been alerted that the ship was almost back at the harbor, and they would be on their way to their last stop of their honeymoon, Italy. Liv wasn't sure which part exactly, as she had allowed Fitz to plan this part of their journey.

As much as Fitz loved the quiet time, he too felt like he was about to explode from the lack of Karen and Jerry. They only had a few more days to go, and he was sure they'd survive it. He knew Liv missed the kids terribly, and as much as he wanted to allow his "not so little Fitz" to guide this decision, he'd ultimately let Liv choose.

They made their way to the airport and Fitz watched as Liv stared at the information board. There was a flight to DC, as well as their flight to Italy, both leaving around the same time. Fitz watched as Liv chewed on her bottom lip, clearing weighing her options. He walked up to his wife and knew she had made her decision. As he slid his arms around her waist, he felt her relax, and knew that whatever path she chose, it would be the right one.

"Liv, are you sure?" Fitz asked, wanting to make sure there would be no regrets later.

With a heavy sigh, Liv turned around in Fitz's arms and responded with"I'm absolutely positive."

Fitz kissed her forehead, then the tip of her nose, before finally claiming her mouth with his own. After a few beats, Fitz pulled back and searched his wife's eyes. She was definitely sure.

"Ok, let's do this."

XxXxX

Sitting in their seats in first class proved to be more of a challenge than Fitz thought. Once the flight had taken off, Liv had lifted the arm rest and had snuggled into Fitz as close as she could. Her hand was massaging dangerously high on his thigh, and her head was pressed against his chest. Liv couldn't explain what it was, but she always found the sound of Fitz's heartbeat to be very soothing. She inched her hand higher up his thigh, just shy of what she knew was a now very painful erection and rubbed small circles on the inside with her thumb.

"Come with me to the bathroom Livvie." Fitz breathed into her ear.

Liv wanted nothing more than to go, but there were people on this flight. There was no way she'd be able to follow him undetected.

"Fitz, no. I am not joining the mile high club with you." Liv hissed as Fitz was now retaliating against Liv's ministrations by massaging circles dangerously close to her sex.

"Come on Livvie, you know you want to." Fitz stated, hoping she would agree this time.

"Fitz, no." Liv said although the aching between her thighs was screaming for her to say yes.

Fitz took Liv's hand and placed it firmly over his erection. He leaned down and whispered into her ear "Fine, I'll just excuse myself and take care of this... by myself."

Liv was utterly flustered as Fitz stood and made his way back towards the bathroom. Weighing over her options, Liv felt herself stand, smooth out the wrinkles in her dress, and slowly make her way towards the bathroom, before she had realized what she had been doing.

When she entered the tiny room, she smiled as she saw Fitz had placed his jacket on the edge of the sink. Without warning, Fitz had Liv hoisted onto the sink. His lips came crashing down on hers as her hands sought out his hair.

Liv felt the slight pain of her panties being ripped from her body, and was thankful that Fitz's mouth was able to swallow the loud moan that escaped her. Her hands expertly undid his belt and pants, as she bit down on Fitz's bottom lip. Her hands slid his pants and boxers down just enough to expose his throbbing erection, before her legs hooked around his waist.

Without warning, Fitz plunged into his wife's depths and began thrusting hard and fast. Both knew they didn't have much time, so there would be no time for foreplay or tenderness in this moment.

"Fuck Liv, how are you so wet? So tight?"

"Shut up!"

Liv's body was hungrily swallowing Fitz with every thrust, and when they hit a small patch of turbulence, Liv thought she would die when she felt how deep the planes shifting caused Fitz to drive into her.

Fitz looked into Liv's eyes and began thrusting even faster as he saw the hunger and love that battled for dominance within them. Fitz felt the familiar clenching of Liv's walls around him, which brought on a familiar tightening of his own. With one final thrust, they both came hard, crying out for each other far louder than they intended.

Once they were both appropriate again, Fitz took Liv's not ripped panties, and shoved them in his pocket before making his way back to his seat. Liv turned and looked in the mirror and noticed a few new love bites, a reminder of how wonderful their honeymoon was truly going.

When Liv exited the bathroom she blushed as she saw an elderly woman side eyeing her from her seat which was positioned closest to the bathroom. The woman simply winked at her, causing a full blown smile to grace Liv's face. As Liv got closer to her seat, her eyebrows arched as she saw Fitz holding the flight attendant's hand. Her breathing relaxed when she saw the tiny bit of green sticking out of the woman's palm. She returned to her seat, and picked up her iPad to check her emails.

"Paying off the flight attendants, are we?" Liv said after a few minutes of silence between them.

Fitz leaned in and she could feel his lips curve upwards into a smile before he spoke. "I promised them each $100 if, they allowed us to play out our final honeymoon fantasy without alerting the pilot."

Before Liv had a chance to respond, an attendant came up to them with two glasses of sparkling cider."Congratulations on your wedding." She said as she handed them both a flute.

"Thank you" Liv replied as her blushing could be seen even with her freshly tanned skin. Forgetting about her emails in this moment, Liv set her iPad down, and nuzzled back into Fitz.

It was a little before midnight when the couple touched down in D.C. They would head to Santa Barbara in a few days to get the children, but first they just wanted to head home and relax. When they pulled into the driveway of their home, Liv was surprised, but not shocked to see Big Gerry's pickup parks in front of the home, mainly because it was normally parked in the in laws garage.

The moment Liv opened the front door, Fitz had her in his arms to carry her over the threshold. Their initial plan of heading straight to their bedroom was shot to hell, as they walked in and noticed Huck, Gerry, and Eli reviewing their security feed in the living room.

"What's going on?" Fitz asked as he walked into the living room with Liv still in his arms. It was clear by the way Eli and Gerry jumped that they hadn't heard them come in, but the look in Huck's eye told Liv he had.

"Um, hi. What are you two doing home? We weren't expecting you for a few more days." Gerry said, trying to figure out how the hell they were going to explain this now.

"We missed the kids and decided to head back. What's going on? What happened? Why are you viewing our security footage?" Liv asked as she tapped on Fitz's shoulder to let her down.

Eli looked at his daughter and knew he'd have to be the one to tell them what happened. He just hoped Fitz wouldn't do anything stupid as they hadn't exactly figured out who it was on the tape just yet. Trying to buy more time, Eli walked over to his daughter and embraced her warmly.

"We will tell you all everything. The home is fine, nothing was stolen as far as we can tell, and Huck had the locks changed. There was a break in, but according to the footage, the person was wearing a mask. We will show you the tape, but first, tell us about your honeymoon. How was it?"

Liv looked at her father and knew he was stalling. She looked over to Huck, who hadn't faced her since the moment they entered the room."The honeymoon was great. We enjoyed being able to just be and relax, and Fitz took the ultimate care of me and your grandchildren. Now daddy, can we please stop the stalling and show me this tape?"

Eli looked to Gerry who nodded for Huck to press play. Fitz who had been quiet up til this point sat on the sofa and pulled Liv onto his lap. From the looks of it, Huck had clipped the shots of the intruder, and pieced them all together into one video. The first shot was of a masked man picking up a false rock and grabbing the key. He opened the door and to Liv's surprise, the alarm hadn't gone off. She knew Mrs. Spencer had to have forgotten to set it when she came to water the plants.

All eyes shot to Liv, as she watched on with a blank face as the footage slowly made its way to the bedroom. She watched the man rifle through ONLY her belongings, then-

"Stop the tape!" Liv said as she jumped up and bolted up to their bedroom. Apparently she had seen something that even Huck failed to pick up on the footage. The men looked at each other and flew up the steps behind her.

Fitz made it to her side just as she was opening the door. They both took in the new bed, still in it's plastic, as well as a new comforter and sheet set which lay on top, still in its packaging as well. Liv swallowed the lump in her throat as she already knew without even seeing what had happened next in the film. She cleared her throat and walked over to her dresser drawer, the same dresser that housed the undergarments she was thankful had apparently been discarded of. She reached into the back of the drawer, and pulled out a piece of paper which simply read "I Will Always Love You".

As hard as she tried to keep a blank face, Fitz could read the emotions in her eyes. He knew that she knew who the intruder was, and as her anger began to rise, the other men could tell as well. Liv closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, the look she gave sent chills down Eli's spine. Huck knew that look as it was a look he had been waiting to see for a very long time. Liv was letting him off of his leash, and he could feel the anticipation rising. But he couldn't do anything until she said the magic words.

"Huck, I need you to SHUT. THIS. DOWN!" And there it was. Liv said the magic words, just before storming out of the room and making her way down to the nursery.

Fitz went to go after Liv, but stopped.

"Sometimes you need to know when to give them space."

Richard's words of advice played in Fitz's mind. He decided to give her a few minutes alone, and finish up with Huck before going to check on her.

With all eyes now set on Huck, he decided to say one word and be on his way. He looked directly into Fitz's eyes when he said "I'm on it."

"Huck"

"Fitz"

"When you find him..."

Huck simply nodded as he knew what Fitz was thinking. He wanted a piece of the asshole who had defiled their sanctuary. Huck would give him that much. He'd let Fitz have his fun, before he had a little fun of his own.

Huck knew Fitz would try to go with him, so he waited until Fitz went to check on Liv before he slipped out into the night. He'd let Fitz have his fun with him, but first his concern needed to be for the well being of his wife and unborn children.

Fitz entered the nursery and found Liv rocking in her rocking chair. There was just enough moonlight peaking through the curtains to created a beautiful glow around her.

"Hi" He said as he slowly made his way into the room. He wasn't sure what was going through his wife's mind right now, but he didn't want to add to whatever it was she may be feeling.

"Hi." She responded, surprisingly... with a smile. Fitz thought maybe she hadn't fully processed what was going on just yet, but she seemed so furious just a few minutes ago. Picking up on his hesitation, Liv extended her hand for Fitz to take. He was on his knees by her side in seconds.

The two sat quietly, just taking in the room for a while, as Fitz wanted Liv to speak when she was ready. After a half hour had passed, Liv finally began to talk.

"So we'll get new bedroom furniture tomorrow?"

"We'll get new bedroom furniture tomorrow." Fitz confirmed, not wanting to push his wife any further. There were a few more moments of silence before she spoke again.

"When we were little, there was this boy, Reagan Jordan, that used to torment me. He used to follow me around on the playground and pull my hair. Do you remember him?"

"I remember."

"One day, he pushed me down on the black top, and I began to cry as I saw blood running down my leg. You were playing basketball at the time and saw what had happened. You stopped what you were doing, and ran to make sure I was ok. You wiped away my tears and you calmed me down. Then you stormed across the playground to where Reagan was. I had never seen you or anyone move so fast in my life." Liv smiled as she recalled a 10 yr old Fitz, flying across the playground to protect her honor.

"You tackled him to the ground and beat the shit out of that kid, then just as calmly, strutted back across the playground to me. Apparently a few teachers had witnessed the whole thing, but by the time they were halfway to me, you had picked me up, and carried me into the nurses office so she could take care of my knee. That's how fast you were that day. Anyway, you held my hand while the nurse cleaned my wound. Do you remember what happened next?"

"I waited for her to put the bandage on it, then I kissed your knee to make it all better." Fitz replied as he too found himself recalling that particular moment.

"We were taken to the principal's office and our dads came to pick us up. Big Gerry was pissed when he found out you were being sent home for fighting. He asked you what the hell you were thinking beating up a kid at school."

"I stood up tall and looked him in the eyes with my scrawny chest poking out, and said "No one lays a hand on my woman ever, and gets away with it." I told him that if I was wrong for beating up the kid that hurt you then I'd just be wrong because I was going to protect you until the day I die. He was stunned at my reaction, and I remember the exact moment his eyes switched from anger to pride."

"You're right son, I had never been prouder of you than I was in that moment. The way you stood up to that bully that was twice your size. You knocked out three of his teeth and gave him a black eye, all because he made your Livvie cry."

Liv and Fitz looked up to see their fathers standing in the doorway. Eli walked in and looked directly at Fitz when he said "I knew in that moment, that you were the only suitor, worthy of my daughter's hand. When the teacher told me how you didn't just calm her down, but you carried her through the playground and to the nurses office. When the nurse told me how you held her hand as she cleaned the cut, and kissed her knee to make her feel better, I knew then you were the one."

"And, I knew then that no matter what happens in this life, I'll be ok because I know I have you to protect me. Am I disturbed by what occurred in our bedroom, yes. I am beyond grossed out. But.. Am I afraid, no, because I know I have you to protect me Fitz. I know that no matter what I say Huck will handle this."

"Livvie-"

"So, I don't want you worried about the intruder. I want you to focus on loving and protecting me and our children. Let Huck handle him, you... you handle us. Ok?"

Even in the darkness, Fitz could see the pleading in her eyes. He wanted nothing more than to rip the balls off the man that had entered their sanctuary, but his job was to give his wife what she needed. With a heavy sigh, Fitz nodded, telling Liv he would allow Huck to handle the situation. Liv lifted her hand to cup Fitz's face, and relaxed when he nuzzled his face inside of her open palm.

The fathers stood back and watched their children handling this situation, a situation that would understandably cause panic and chaos, in the calmest of ways. They patted each other on the back, and silently made their way to their downstairs to set the alarm, before heading to their rooms. They knew that Fitz, her husband was all she needed in this moment.

Fitz pulled Liv to her feet and sat down in her chair before bringing her back into his lap. He placed his hand over her stomach, and the two of them rocked silently in the chair until they both drifted off to sleep.

The next morning Liv wasn't surprised to wake up in one of the guest rooms downstairs. She was however surprised to see that Fitz wasn't with her. Liv looked over to the nightstand to check the time, and smiled when she saw a single white rose laying there. She looked around the room, and saw that Fitz had brought their suitcases downstairs, so she had everything she needed to shower and begin her day.

Once she was dressed, Liv made her way through the home and into the kitchen where the men were finishing up breakfast. The three of them were surprisingly in a happy mood, which she took comfort in. Liv realized last night that things could have been worse than they were, they could have been home with the kids, or she could have been home by herself when the intruder broke in, but she wasn't, and she refused to dwell on the shoulda, coulda, wouldas of life. Maybe she was in denial, maybe not. But as of right now, it didn't matter as long as she had her husband by her side.

Fitz was the first to notice Liv and wasted no time greeting his wife and babies. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and was relieved to see a genuine smile on her face.

Liv could see the anger and fear in Fitz's eyes. She knew he was taking the incident hard as someone had defiled his castle. No man would take something lightly. She was relieved to see his eyes soften as she genuinely smiled at him. They were definitely in this together, and that was all that mattered.

"Good morning Mrs. Grant." Fitz said as he placed a kiss on both sides of her neck, before pressing his lips to hers.

"Hmm, good morning Mr. Grant. Breakfast smells incredible." She said as her hands roamed the length of his back.

"Well, you have perfect timing as breakfast is just about finished. We have a spinach, tomato, and feta cheese omelet, bacon, sausage, biscuits, and jam for you, and a strawberry, blueberry, pineapple smoothie for the twins." He said as he led her over to her chair. Instead of sitting in her seat, Liv made Fitz sit in his, and took a seat on his lap. She needed the closeness.

As her head nuzzled into the crook of his neck, and her arms wrapped tightly around him, Fitz realized that this was her way of dealing with what had transpired the night before. He didn't mind, he would be as close as she needed him, for as long as she needed. Fitz wrapped his arms around her, his silent vow that he would always be her protector. He knew Liv would never verbally admit to needing protecting, but the silent pleas would never go unnoticed by him.

Fitz enjoyed feeding Liv breakfast. It was something he did as often as she allowed. It was even something he considered sensual in nature as he watched the fork glide from between her lips. This morning however, Liv's actions were down right erotic.

When he pierced the sausage with the fork, and brought it to her mouth, Liv traced the sausage with her tongue, before allowing it to glide back and forth in her between her full lips. When he brought the straw for the smoothie to her lips, she allowed her tongue to trace the tip of the straw before sucking on it hard.

The soft moans that escaped her lips as she would accept a bite of her omelet, had Fitz painfully hard beneath her. He was glad their fathers had entered their own little world and wasn't paying any attention to them in this moment as Liv wouldn't let up. When she felt his erection pressing into her ass, Liv began grinding herself against him causing him to bite his lip to stifle the moans. Fitz's mouth dropped open as Liv simply stood and grabbed his hand, and led him to the guest bedroom. Their fathers were so wrapped up in their own conversation, they hadn't even noticed them leave.

As his back slammed into the wall, Fitz wasn't sure if he was more afraid or turned on by the aggressiveness of his wife's actions. Liv was relentless as she tore away at his pajama bottoms and t-shirt. There was nothing gentle about this moment when her nails raked their way down Fitz's body as she lowered herself to her knees. Liv's eyes locked with Fitz's, and he saw a flash of fear in them before the look of determination took over. His brain was telling him to stop her, but her eyes were daring him to utter even a single word.

Fitz moaned as Liv's tongue toyed with his balls before pulling them gently into her mouth. Her eyes never left his as she licked a path up his erection, before licking away the salty pre-cum that collected on the tip. Her breathing became ragged as her mouth savored the taste of him on her tongue. Fitz remained frozen, helpless to do anything but watch as Liv took him in her mouth until he hit the back of her throat.

Her head began to bob back and forth, while her mouth created just the right amount of suction. Liv loved pleasuring her husband this way, but right now, it wasn't about that. Liv needed this moment as she was suffering from what happened, but not how people would expect her to be suffering.

She needed Fitz to release his seed as many times as he could, however and wherever his body would allow. Liv needed this moment to fully feel like Fitz was once again the dominant male in their castle. She needed to help him find his release physically, as a thought or a picture, or possession of hers had helped someone else. She needed to show him that she may be another man's fantasy, but she was his reality.

Liv being on her knees, deep throating her husband repeatedly until he reached his climax, with his fingers locked into her hair, was the most vulnerable she would ever allow herself to be. She welcomed this moment as she showed her husband he was in fact king of this castle. She would never hesitate to submit to him and only him, fully.

As Liv's arms locked around Fitz's thighs, preventing him from ending the moment, he knew what she was doing. They had never had a dom/sub type of relationship, but he knew she wanted him to know he was the only man that would ever have power or control over her. He felt the familiar tightening, signaling his climax was near, and thrust his hips once, spilling his seed into the back of his wife's throat. Liv continued to suck him dry, until every last drop was consumed. She didn't release him until she felt him hardening in her mouth once again.

Fitz pulled her up, carried her to the bed, and proceeded to make love to his wife. He wanted her to know that their love would conquer all. He wanted to assure her that he would always be her protector, whether she needed him in that role or not. He wanted to confirm, that no one in this world would ever come between them for what they had, was unparalleled in nature.

As Liv reached her climax, she felt Fitz's words surrounding her and holding her tight. As Fitz buried his head into her neck with their bodies firmly locked together as he lined her walls with his seed, she felt safe and secure. Most importantly, as his lips covered hers in the most gentle of ways, when he moved to the side of her and pulled her into his arms, she felt loved. They both knew they'd have their moments, but they'd get through them together.

The afternoon was spent with Liv and Fitz shopping for a new bedroom set. After visiting five different furniture stores across D.C., Liv finally settled on a cherry wood four poster king sized bed with matching cherry wood dressers and nightstands. Fitz made sure they would be delivered later in the day, as there was a team in the home, sanitizing their bedroom.

When they arrived back at their home, Liv went off and found their fathers while Fitz remained outside, claiming he had to take a very important phone call. Once he was sure Liv was inside, Fitz placed his phone to his ear.

"I know who it is. I need you to come to the office now. Come alone."

"I'll be there in 20." Fitz said as he hung up the phone and made his way to the garage. He shot Liv a quick text and told her he had to tend to something at one of the restaurants and that he'd be back shortly. Once she responded with a "K. ILY." Fitz jumped into his Range Rover and took off for K Street.

Fitz arrived at Liv's office in 15 minutes. He wasn't to shocked to find Abby and Harrison waiting with Huck in the conference room when he arrived. The moment he entered the room, Huck stood and nodded for Abby to begin speaking.

"Ok, so we pretty much know who it is, scratch that. We know who it is and this fucker is sick. He's been following Liv for weeks. His room is full of pictures of her everywhere! I told Liv when she first met with him not to take him on as a client but of course like alway-"

"Abby, can we just get to the point?" Harrison interjected, earning him a death glare from Abby. She looked over to Fitz and saw the wild look in his eyes. He was trying his hardest to be polite, but she could tell he needed her to just spit it out already.

"Ok, so, we checked Liv's personal voicemail in her office. We were expecting a client to call, and when she didn't, we figured she may have called Liv's line instead. Well, Liv's inbox was full, but none of the calls were from our client." Abby waited for Fitz's nod before she pressed play. She watched Fitz's eyes go from a nervous blue to a stormy grey as the messages began to play.

"Ms. Pope, this is Jason. I was wondering if we could meet for dinner to discuss my case a little further. Please give me a call when you can..."

"Ms. Pope, this is Jason again, you know your client that plays for the Yankees. Look, I'd really like to take you to dinner to thank you for all of your hard work. Call me back..."

To Fitz the first two messages didn't seem so bad. He was used to clients inviting Liv to dinner to thank her for her services. He didn't like the attention she got from the males, but it's not like she ever went anyway. It wasn't until the ninth message began to play that Fitz's jaw clenched, and he began seeing red.

"Olivia Pope, you really think you're better than me don't you? All I'm trying to do is take you to dinner and you fucking ignore me like I'm some piece of trash in the street? Just... Just call me back, I really need to talk to you! I love you and I need to see you!"

Huck stood and left the room as the tenth message began to play.

"You know I'm laying on your bed touching myself right now, looking at this picture of you and this guy who claims to love you. He doesn't love you like I can. He'll never love you like I can... Oh, oh this picture is so much better. You in this white string bikini. You look so beautiful in white. The guy may be a douche, but he definitely keeps the good stuff hidden in his nightstand. I wish you were here with me baby. I'm laying here stroking my hmm -"

"Turn it off! Turn it the fuck off!" Fitz boomed as his fists made contact with the table. Abby ran to turn off the recording and for the first time hid behind Harrison because she was afraid of Fitz in this moment. His eyes were wild and his chest was heaving. Abigail Whelan never backed down from any man, but in this moment, Fitz was not someone who she wished to cross.

"I don't give a fuck what you have to do, but I want this fucker and I want his ass now!"

Fitz ran his fingers through his hair, trying his hardest to calm his nerves. He looked up at Abby who was staring at the doorway behind him with wide eyes. Fitz turned around slowly, and saw none other than Jason, duct taped to the chair in front of him.

The next few moments flew by so quickly, neither Harrison or Abby had time to respond. Fitz flew across the room and tackled the duct taped man, knocking the chair backwards onto the floor.

Fitz wasn't aware of what had come over him, but all he knew was he had somehow left his body, and was now floating, looking down at himself.

"You son of a fucking bitch I will kill you! I will fucking kill you!"

"Please stop! I.."

His hands were moving rapidly, and the clapping noise of his fists making contact with Jason's face were accompanied by blood splattering across the room.

"You pathetic piece of shit, I should cut your fucking nuts off for causing my wife the level of stress you have."

"I'm sorry man! Look, I've got money..."

He saw Harrison move to stop him, but Huck held up a hand, effectively halting Harrisons actions. He watched on as his hands clenched tightly around the man's neck as he repeatedly bashed his head against the floor.

"I'm sure no one will miss your sorry excuse for a being you dirty fucker!"

He was sure with one more blow he would have killed the man, but Huck suddenly intervened, pulling Fitz off of him. Fitz scrambled to his feet and took in the battered man before him. There was blood everywhere, and Fitz wasn't sure exactly how the fucker was still alive.

"Fitz, go home. Liv needs you. We'll take care of things here."

Fitz turned and Abby could tell he wasn't himself just yet. She cautiously walked towards Fitz, and waited for the stormy grays to show a hint of blue before reaching out and touching his face. The moment Abby's hand cupped his face, Fitz, broke. Abby pulled her friend into a hug and allowed his tears to soak her shoulder as his muffled screams filled the room.

"Fitz, it's ok. We got him. Liv is safe, the kids are safe. I want you to go home and take care of your pregnant wife ok? Can you do that for me Fitz?"

Fitz's sobs quieted to hiccups, and finally silenced completely as he stood straight and gently nodded his head. He walked towards the door and froze as he locked eyes with Huck. For the first time ever, he could hear Huck's thoughts and knew Jason would not be harming anyone else, ever again.

When Fitz pulled into their driveway, he cursed himself as he saw Liv standing out front with their fathers. Since there was no way to conceal what he had done, he pulled up to the front of the house, and climbed out of the car.

Liv watched as Fitz climbed out of the car with his head hung low. Her heart sank as she took in his blood stained clothes and bruised knuckles. She knew he had broken his promise to her, but in this moment, she couldn't bring herself to care. All that mattered was her husband was breaking, and she didn't know how to help him. She started to walk to him, but was held back by Big Gerry. Big Gerry loved his son dearly, but he had never seen him like this and wasn't sure where his mind was. In this moment, Gerry's concern was for the safety of his daughter and unborn grandchildren. The three of them watched as Fitz sluggishly made his way over to his wife, and collapsed on his knees at her feet.

Her hands reached out and caressed his face, before gliding into his hair and pulling him into her. The moment his head touched her womb, the driveway was filled with his tortured cries as his fingers dug into her hips. Liv stood in the driveway, biting her lower lip, as she comforted her sobbing husband. They remained like this for a few minutes longer, until Fitz's cried ceased. Once Fitz was all cried out, Liv took her husband's hands, and helped him to his feet. She cupped his face in his hand, and offered him a small smile.

"There you are." She said as he returned the smile, even if it was a slight one. She looked at her fathers who nodded and stepped aside, as Liv took her husband's hand and led him upstairs to their bedroom.

Fitz hadn't spoken a word as Liv carefully undressed him and led him into the shower. She removed her own clothing before joining him. She reached for his shampoo and washed his hair, before grabbing his body wash and sudsing up the rest of his body. There was nothing sexual about her movements, she was simply a woman who was taking care of her husband the way he needed.

Once he was rinsed off, Liv turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. She wrapped a towel around herself before grabbing one and helping Fitz out of the shower. Once he was dried off, Liv led him into the bedroom and helped him into a pair of boxers before helping him into bed. When he was settled, Liv went and grabbed a pair of boy shorts from the drawer of her new dresser, and slid them on. She climbed into bed next to Fitz, and pulled the covers up around them.

The moment Fitz's fingers began roaming her shoulder, Liv snuggled into Fitz's chest and and relaxed as she felt the tension leaving his body.

"Livvie, I-"

"Shhh. We'll talk later." Liv said as she placed a finger on his lips. She knew they needed to talk about what had happened, but for now, they just needed to sleep. With the both of them finally feeling secure in each others arms, their exhausted frames allowed sleep to take over.

It was dark outside when Liv woke up. She turned to her side and smiled as she saw Fitz watching her intently. She placed a kiss on his lips, and smiled as his arms wrapped protectively around her.

"You know, I came so close to killing him today. I don't know what happened Liv, it was like I was watching myself from outside of my body. Huck stopped me, from killing him. I.. I know I promised I would let Huck handle it but after... After I heard the voicemails he left you, something in me just snapped. I'm sorry Liv, I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you, if anyone ever hurt you more than you've already been hurt. I just love you so much."

Liv rolled over so she was now laying on top of Fitz. She wanted him to look into her eyes as she told him what she needed to say.

"Fitz, I could spend all day yelling at you for beating a man within inches of his life, but I won't. I knew you'd go after Jason and I knew when you did you'd cause him harm. I was secretly hoping Huck had gotten to him before you had, because I know killing someone, taking a life like that, changes you."

Fitz tried to turn his head as he felt the change and he hadn't even killed the man. He could only imagine how he would feel if he had. Would he feel vindicated? Would he feel like he was capable of protecting his family from the sick individuals in this world? Liv cupped his face in her hands, forcing him to look at her as she finished.

"I also know that you will protect me and our children no matter what, and that is why I feel safe enough to lay in your arms in this room. I love you, and thank you for being such an amazing husband. As for how i knew it was Jason, because I know you're wondering, all I will say is that my gut is never wrong."

Fitz didn't respond with words. Instead his hands made their way into Liv's hair, and he pulled her in for a lip scorching kiss. Liv moaned as she felt Fitz, her Fitz slowly returning to her. She gasped as he flipped them over so he was on too, then proceeded to surrender herself, mind, body, and soul, to fulfill her husbands needs for the rest of the evening. As their bodies joined together, giving one another the utmost pleasure, their souls were reconnecting on a higher, much powerful level. Tomorrow, the world would encounter the new Fitzgerald and Olivia Grant, and it was safe to say that no one would be ready for them.

Ok so, I know the part with the break-in was a little creepy. I have no idea why my mind went there, but it did so I apologize to those who were offended. I have never written a chapter like this one which needed to be done, again, I have no idea why my mind brought me here, but it did. The next chapter will be a time jump, not huge, just a week as I am officially done with this level of disturbance in this story. We get enough weird shit from Shonda. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and I'll see you all again soon.