AN: Hahaha! I absolutely love everyone's reaction to Amanda. It's like she's another Mellie or something. So funny. You guys, the hiatus is almost over! I'm so excited! I made sure I wasn't scheduled to close! lol. And how about all the pregnancy rumors about Kerry? I've honestly been feeling like she was pregnant from her secret wedding was exposed (I'm horrible, I know, but I've shamelessly been on team Terry since day one. the wedding broke my heart! lol :/) But anyway, I saw some article about it not being her husband's child! Lawd, these people are crazyyyy! We'll all see in a few months, i suppose, even though she really does seem to be showing (and hiding). And the season 3 promo! Lawd! I love Olitz. This has absolutely nothing to do with the story lol! But I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

"Oh Fitzy!", Marsha cried out walking into the room, followed by the rest of the family. "Look what they've done to you!"

"Mom, please..", he said, trying to keep her from crying. "I'm fine, a little shaken up, but I'm fine. Please, relax".

"Fine! Shaken up! You're lying in a hospital bed! You have a bandage across your forehead!", she exclaimed, clearly past the point of calming down.

"Marsha, please, calm down. If he says he's fine, then he's surely okay", Anthony interjected. "Fitz, please excuse your mother. They've had us downstairs for hours and no one has told us anything. We're all just a little confused, that's all".

"I asked them not to say anything Dad". He knew hell was about to break loose once he told his family that he had specifically told the nurses to not disclose any information to them.

"And why on earth would you do that Fitzgerald?!", his voice taut, forgetting that he was trying to calm his wife only a few seconds ago.

"Dad..", he began before getting cut off.

"Dad nothing! Why in the hell would you call us here to have us sit in a waiting room for nearly twelve hours, the have the nerve to ask that two women, who are complete strangers to us, be sent in to see you first. Fitzgerald, what in the fuck were you thinking? How selfish could you be? Why would you want to keep information from us?!"

"Because his girlfriend was in the car with him.", everyone in the room turned their heads to Kelly's direction. Fitz looked at her, confused and puzzled on how she even knew. "His girlfriend, Olivia, was in the car. The passenger's seat. She was hit head on. They have her in the ICU. She's in a coma."

"Kellz, how..how did you...", he tried to ask her.

"I heard the nurses talking. They said you were on your way to the party and a drunk driver ran the light. They said you worried about her the whole time. You refused treatment until they had to drug you", she was now trying to hold the sobs in between words, as Brandon and Sean hugged her to comfort her.

"Fitz, sweety, is this true?", Marsha asked him, no longer upset, but now saddened.

He shook his head yes, fighting to hold back the tears in his eyes. "Mom...", he choked on the word as he began crying. She walked over to the bed, holding him, letting him rest his head on her chest, as his tears overtook him. "Oh Fitz. You were bringing her to meet us. My baby, I'm so sorry", the guilt overtaking her as she began crying with him.

"Is she alright?", Brandon asked softly, on the other side of the room, still huddled up with Kelly and Sean.

"I don't know. She..she got all the damage. I got a cut on the forehead and she's in a coma. They don't know when she'll wake up. It's possible she won't. They're discharging me today and all I can think of is if they'll ever get to do the same for her".

"Fitz, she'll be okay", Sean spoke up, finally understanding what his brother must have been going through.

"Fitzy, we're so sorry this happened. And here I was getting upset and this poor girl is in here clinging on to her life. Please, please forgive us", Marsha begged, ashamed at herself and for the actions of the family.

"Son, whatever it is that needs to be done, you tell those doctors to do it. You make sure that she makes it out of here alive. No matter the cost. We'll pay for it".

"Dad, you don't have to. I wouldn't dare ask".

"Are you kidding me? Fitz, this girl, your girlfriend, is in a hospital ICU bed. Granted we don't know her, but if she was good enough for you to want to introduce her to us, she must have been important to you. So she's important to us. Kelly, Brandon, and Sean, go get a nurse from the station. I want her moved to a private section of the hospital. Constant nurse care and attention. Nobody goes in or out of that room unless they have been approved. The finest doctors and specialists to cater to her needs and treatments. I don't want anyone that isn't the best of the best, the cream of the crop, near her. And make sure no one gives you no for an answer!"

He couldn't believe his father. He couldn't believe his family. They were standing by him and even looking out for Olivia. They were making sure Olivia was okay. The love of his life was going to be okay. He couldn't be more thankful.

"Mom, Dad. Thank you so much. I don't know how I would ever make it up to you".

"Nonsense, Fitzgerald", Anthony said.
"Oh sweety, we wouldn't have it any other way." Marsha smiled at her son, wiping a tear away from his cheek.

The family sat together, chatting and joking. Fitz told his family about Olivia; Kelly yelling out that she knew it all along, which of course made everyone laugh. He never made it to the party, but the family brought it to him. He enjoyed their company for a few hours before they left to get some sleep at the hotel. They had decided to extend their stay for another week, making sure that Fitz would be okay once he was released, as well as being their for him as he waited for Olivia's condition to get better.

He had only been inside her for a few seconds before she raised her arms to his chest to stop him.

"Livvie, what's wrong", he said, sure that she had either instantly lost the mood or he was hurting her.

"Nothing. I just..wanna be on top". He smiled at her, relieved that she was okay. How was it that she looked so innocent and sounded so sweet in the middle of them having sex. He gave her a soft kiss, before pulling out of her and rolling over so he was laying on his back.

She got off of her back, walking across the bed as she positioned herself on top of him. She wasn't ready to take him just yet, opting to have a little fun first. She leaned over, curling her tongue in his ear as she ran her hands across his chest. "How bad do you want me?", her voice sultry as she whispered in his ear, grinding her core on his lower stomach. She could feel his heart beating faster and him trying to move his hips so he could come in contact with her center. "I said, how bad do you want me?", moving her body up higher.

"Bad. Baby, I want you so fucking bad. Please, let me have it". She was teasing him. He was so turned on, his cock begging to be inside of her.

She kissed him, slowly moving herself back down his body, until she was right above his member. She rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing her wetness along his shaft and she heard his release a soft groan. "Livvie..baby..", he begged. She loved hearing him plead for her and it made her so horny, knowing she was the one in control.

She propped herself up on her knees on both sides of his body, hovering her middle above him. She reached down, taking him into her hands. She massaged him slowly, playing close attention to his tip. She watched him grow even harder in her hands, surprised that the condom was still able to hold him without breaking. She slowly rubbed him between her slit, teasing them both. "Please", his whispered, and she knew he couldn't take it any longer. She positioned him to her opening, slowly sliding herself down his member. She took all of him in, the both of them letting go a gasp when she had him buried to the hilt. She sat still, allowing herself to adjust to him. No matter how many times she had taken him before, her body was always shocked at his length and girth whenever he entered her.

"Baby, you gotta move. You're killing me here", he mumbled out. As much as she wanted to hear him beg for it, she couldn't deny the fact that she needed him just as bad as he needed her. She rocked herself him, back and forth, slowly. She leaned over to kiss him and the new position had him in the perfect angle to hit her spot. "You like it baby?", she asked, looking him dead in the eye while she kept her pace. He could barely speak. Feeling her walls holding him in place as she rocked above him was pure bliss. "Mmm", was all he could get out. "Is it good baby?", she was now rolling her hips in circles. "God, so good. You feel so fucking good". He was biting his lip, trying to hide that fact that she had the best of him and it was nearly impossible for him to contain himself.

The sound of his praises and the image of him biting his lips so hard had her body on fire. She stopped moving, changing her position so that she was balancing on the tip of her toes, her hands on his chest for extra support. She lifted herself up, withdrawing him from her slowly before she slammed down on him. His head flew back on the pillow, a guttural groan coming from his lips. She withdrew him again, before he heard her say, "Fitz, watch me fuck you".

He opened his eyes, and stared at her. No longer did she looked sweet and innocent. Her face was hard; determined. She was in full control and she wanted him to know it. He lifted his head so that he could so see where their bodies connected. She slid back down him again and the sight of him disappearing inside her drove him insane. She kept the same pace, withdrawing him fully and taking him whole again. She looked at him, staring at their bodies coming together. The look of ecstasy on his face made her knees go weak.

Her thighs burned and she could barely hold herself up anymore. She moved around, settling herself back on her knees, leaning back as she supported herself with her hands behind her. She continued riding him. picking up the pace.

"Uhh, baby. It's so wet. So tight. Damn Liv, keep fucking me", he moaned out beneath her, placing his hands on her waist to hold her in place. "Fuck", she whispered out; his hold on her hips made it possible for him to hit her spot every time she moved.

He loved this side of her, it drove him crazy seeing how sexy she was when she took the lead. He knew it would be a matter of time before he was ready to let himself go, but he refused to do so without bringing her to ecstasy first. He let go of her waist with one hand, sucking his thumb before he gently pressed it into her clit.

"Ohh, Fitz!", she screamed, still sliding up and down his pole. He started rubbing small circles into her nerve bundle, her wetness now increasing. He watched as he slid in and out of her, going in and coming out soaked with her nectar. "Mmm, yes baby, so wet for me, you're gonna make me come", he gritted through he teeth, as he pressed into her clit harder.

She couldn't control the waves of shock cruising through her body. His finger was an added bonus, bringing her closer and closer. She leaned up so her body was straight, taking her breasts into her hands. She kneaded them, squeezing her nipples as she felt her orgasm build. He leaned off the bed so he was now in a sitting position, one hand still on her waist and the other still teasing her clit. He took her nipple into his mouth, lightly nibbling on it before he began sucking it hard. "Oooohhh, babyyy, I'm gonna come. Oh Fitz, I'm gonna fucking come!", she moaned out, gripping on to him tighter.

He moved his hand from her center, hearing her gasp in disappointment, and placed it back on her waist. He held her in place as he thrusted his hips upward, meeting her thrusts downward. She screamed his name, digging her nails into his back as he pounded into her.

"Bab..ohh...I'm...JESUS! Fitz, ohhhh, harder, baby harder", she tried to get the words out, but the feeling taking over her body made it impossible.

"Livvie, don't stop moving, I'm almost there", he responded, moving one hand behind her back as the other found its way to massage her breasts.

One sudden thrust. One sudden thrust on his behalf was all it took to send them both flying over the edge. Their moans filled the room; him groaning loudly and her panting his name. They hit their peak at the same time, both of their bodies going limp as he fell back on the bed and she fell forward on top of him. Their breaths were heavy as they tried to grasp their composure.

"That was..."

"Amazing. God, so fucking amazing".

"Fitz, I love you so much."

"Baby, I love you too", he said, placing soft kisses on her neck, while they tried to settle down.

"If I'm ever dumb enough to try and leave you, don't be dumb enough to make me".

"What?", he said, looking at her like she was crazy.

"Don't make me leave you. Fight for me. Let me know you want me to stay. Beg for me, plead for me. Put your pride to the side and cry if you have to. If I'm ever stupid enough to try and leave you, remind me that I'll never find better".

"Liv..."

"Look, I know I'm hot headed and stubborn and sometimes childish. But, sometimes I need someone to bring me down to earth. I need that person to be you."

"Baby, are you okay? Is something wrong?", he's now feeling worried. "Did I do something? Are you leaving me?"

"No. I just felt like I needed to tell you. Just in case. You're a good man. I don't deserve you. I fuck shit up. Don't let me fuck this up."

"Olivia, baby, you're perfect. I don't deserve you. Don't let ME fuck us up", he leaned in, taking her lips into his. They kissed tenderly, sealing the promise of their fate. "I love you and I wouldn't dream of letting you leave me", he pulled away, tucking a loose peace of hair behind her hair as she caressed her face. "Let's continue this in the shower?", he asked her, smiling from ear to ear. "Sure", she poked him in the chest, giggling as she ran off to the shower.

The last time they had sex. The last time their bodies had connected. It was crazy how it was only hours before the accident. Her telling him not to let her leave him. It made so much sense now. His dream brought him to reality; it was a sign. He had to fight for her. He immediately woke up, the idea fresh on his brain, and saw Amanda in the room staring at him.

"It seems like someone was dreaming well", she said, tilting her head in his very obvious erection. "Dreams of Olivia, I hope", she giggled.

"Amanda, I'm sorry. So inappropriate."

"Fitz, it's perfectly fine. I've been here for five years, trust me, a little wet dream is nothing to be ashamed of. You're only human. The doctor won't be able to make up to you because he's stuck in surgery, but he says that all is clear and you're free to go. Just meet me at the nurse's station, when you're more appropriate, and you can sign the discharge papers". She winked at him, walking away from the room,

"If that's what he's working with, let's hope that she'll never wake up", she mumbled to herself when she was sure it wasn't possible for him to hear her.