AN: Okay guys, so this chapter and further on will be the "present", basically it goes back to the beginning of the story, where Fitz has been waiting for four months. Thanks so much for all you guys' support and encouragement to continue the story. I might have gotten my mojo back! lol I hope you all enjoy, but I'm sure you all will (:

She hears his voice again. She hears it everyday. He comes in and talks to her, telling her how much he misses and loves her. She smiles on the inside. Yesterday, he read her some story in the newspaper that featured her after school program. Today, he's telling her about some new client at work.

"Babe, this woman damn near wants a resort as a home. She has this "plan" of having this huge pool and backyard, with palm trees and lights everywhere. She wants a man-made cave under the house and her own valet garage for when she has parties. I'm surprised she didn't want us to build her a lobby and provide her with concierge service!"

He sounds frustrated and she wants nothing more than to reach out to him and calm him down. But she can't. No matter how close he is to her, he always feels a million miles away. She doesn't understand. She randomly opens her eyes every once in awhile and calls out his name. But he isn't there. He's never there. No one's ever there. She can never figure out where she is because after a few seconds of opening her eyes, she falls unconscious again. It happens often, with the periods of her being awake becoming longer, but they're never long enough.

His voice isn't the only voice she hears. She hears other people talking too. Not too her, but about her. She hears a woman sometimes too and she's almost certain she heard the woman say that she would have killed her. Who is this woman?

He can't believe that it's been four months already. He's trying his best to hold on and wait for her, but it's getting harder and harder every single day. The doctors tell him that her condition has improved significantly and that she could be waking up any day soon. He can barely get himself to leave her side, in fear of him missing her waking up.

It's 8:40 and visiting hours will be over soon. If he wants to make it out of the room and avoid Amanda for the night, he has to leave within the next five minutes. He gathers himself and stands up to walk closer to her. He's holding her hand and rubbing her palm across his cheek. He can't wait until he will be able to feel her do it again.

"Livvie baby, the doctors say you should be waking up soon. I can't wait for you to come back to me. I miss you so much. I will wait for you as long as I have to Olivia, I would wait for you forever".

He's leaving her again and it breaks his heart every time. He's managed to get out the hospital undetected by Amanda yet again. He's driving home, with Olivia on his mind. He's pulling into the driveway and his cellphone begins to ring.

He's running. He tosses his car keys to the complimentary valet attendant, not even bothering to stop and speak with the person he has left responsible for his car. His feet barely hit the ground before they're off in the air again, carrying him through the hospital hallways. Nurses and doctors that are in his path try to stop him but he dodges every one of them. He can't stop. He has to get to her as soon as possible.

He makes it into the elevator. It's empty. He presses the button for the 8th floor as soon as he steps in, waiting impatiently for the doors to close. He says a silent prayer in his head, hoping it doesn't have to make any stops along the way. The elevator dings each time it passes a floor and when it finally reaches the 8th floor, the doors open and he's running again. He passes Amanda and he doesn't even respond to her as she calls out to him. She's confused and she follows behind him.

He's there. It felt like it took him forever, but he finally made it back to her room. He swings open the door and sees the room filled with doctors and nurses, all now looking in his direction. He walks past everyone, going directly to her bed. He reaches for her hand and he can't believe the sight before him.

"Hi", he says to her, his voice cracking with
emotion.

"Hi", she's barely able to respond.

He falls to his knees, resting his head on the side of the bed, still holding on to her hand as his emotions finally take over him. He turns bright red, his body shakes uncontrollably, his sobs and sniffles fill the room. She runs her hands through his hair. She doesn't know how long it's been since she last felt his touch. The doctors tell her she's been in a coma for a little bit over four
months. They explain that he comes to see her every single day. Her mind blocks out everyone's voices as they try to tell her the details of the accident and her condition of the past four months. All that her mind can process is the fact that Fitz waited for her to wake up for over four long months.

She's about to speak when she hears a shrill voice cry out her name. "Olivia!", the voice gets closer and closer. She knows the voice but can't put a face to it. Then, she suddenly remembers. It's her, the woman.

"Olivia! Hi, I'm Amanda! I've been one of your nurses for the past few months, and I was Fitz's nurse as well. We've been just dying for you to wake up! I'm so happy to finally meet you!", the biggest fakest smile spreads across her face.

Olivia turns her head in the direction of the woman's voice. She's staring at her. She's this skittish blonde thing and her "smile" doesn't show an ounce of sincerity. Something's off about her and she almost has the urge to pounce on her. Instead, she plasters on a fake smile of her own, telling her "Thank you", before she turns her attention back to Fitz.

It's been three weeks since she's been awake. She's had spells of her falling in and out of consciousness, but one hasn't happened in the last three days. She's been taking medication and slowly weening herself off of IV fluids and to eating real meals. She doesn't like the hospital food at all, so Fitz, Abby, and Quinn cook for her and bring in meals when they come and visit. She's finally getting her strength back and the doctors tell her if her stats are good, she can finally go home this weekend.

He's sitting in the chair, staring at her again. She can read the look of guilt on his face. He told her about his plans to surprise her by introducing her to his family when they got into the accident and she knows the possibility of her not waking up must have been eating him alive for the past four months. She doesn't blame him. He had good intentions. It wasn't his fault. She's pretty sure she's not the only person who has told him.

"Fitz..", she whispers to him softly. He's on high alert, jumping out of his seat to do whatever it is that she needs.

"Fitz, come here", she scoots over on the bed, making space for him to sit down next to her.

"Livvie..", he's shaking his head no, "I don't think that's such a good idea. I...I don't want to hurt you".

"Come here Fitzgerald", she demands and he slowly takes a seat next to her. "Lay down", he follows her command. She shifts herself, throwing a leg over his body so she's sitting on his stomach, her hands resting on his chest. She smiles as she takes in his look of confusion.

She has a look in her eye and he knows her well enough to know it only means one thing. "Liv...right here? Someone could walk in at any min-", her lips crashing down on his cuts him off mid sentence. Her fingers tangle themselves in his curls as she playfully runs her tongue across his bottom lip. She hears him sigh and he wraps his arms around her back, pulling her closer to him. She moans into his mouth as their tongues fight for victory and his hands creep up to play with her hair.

She pulls her head up, leaning back to her sitting position while she's still in his embrace. "I'm not gonna screw you in a hospital babe. I just need for you to relax. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere". They smile at each other, sharing one last kiss as the door opens. Liv turns her head and Fitz leans up to see who interrupted their moment and their smiles instantly disappear from their faces when they realize it's Amanda.

"Oh, sorry to interrupt the love fest. Olivia, we have to take you downstairs to get some testing done. Fitz can stay here until you come back". She tries to hide her anger and annoyance at the scene she walked into.

"Well, aren't you two just the cutest couple", Amanda says, pushing Olivia in a wheelchair towards the elevator.

"Why thank you", Olivia says with a large smile on her face.

"And Fitz, he's such a sweetheart. He waited for you everyday. I couldn't imagine what would have happened to him if you never woke up. I would suppose he would eventually move on, but who would ever be worthy enough to replace his dear old Olivia?"

The blood starts surging through Olivia's body, her skin hot with anger. She tries to contain herself, especially since she's in the middle of the hospital with no one around but the psycho pushing her. "Well Amanda, I guess we will never find that out, will we?"

"No, I guess we never will".

"I think you're right, no one would ever, EVER, be worthy enough to replace me. Anyone that came after me would surely be second place. I mean, to have to be compared to me constantly, I wouldn't wish that on anyone. I wouldn't even wish that on you".

The chair stops suddenly, the wheels make a screeching noise throughout the hallway. She gets up, walking into the room for the testing, turning around for a quick second in Amanda's direction, happy to see the look of hurt and anger written across her face. "I'll see you around Amanda, I hate that we had to end our little chat", she winks as the door closes behind her.