FITZ'S POV

"How do you know about Remington?"

"Tell me what happened Fitz, who gave you the command to bring down the plane?" I watched as she stood by the window.

"Your father" she already knew she just was hoping for another answer

"329 people were on the plane"

"I can't forget that" i paused "my father reminds me every day"

"Your father? Rowan black mailed Big Gerry"

"Said if we didn't get married he would tell everyone about the president's killing spree"

She looked towards me "it wasn't your fault Fitz, you were following orders"

"Do you know who he thought was on the plane?" I asked, i had no clue after all these years i had none "who?" I asked after she nodded

"Me" she whispered

"You were only 10"

"Yeah" she looked back out the window "i'm going to stop him Fitz, i don't know how but i'm going to stop him and i could use all the help i can get"

"I believe i can help" i nodded "i'm in"

(Break)

There was a silent agreement between Liv and i since the pentagon. We had become a team, in residency and in public. Things weren't perfect but we were being civil we had even eaten a meal together alone.

"Are you going to Emmy's recital tonight?" She asked coming into the oval. She had her coat already on. With her navy dress under it, her hair was in a low bun

"Yes" i stood "we can leave now"

"Together?" She asked in shock

"Yes" i chuckled

"Okay" she waited as i got my coat from Alex my new secretary.

"Your new secretary is handsome"

"He's also straight so watch it"

"You didn't have to get a male secretary"

"I think it's good, fresh start"

(Break)

There were photographers outside of the recital. Liv and i smiled for a few pictures before being escorted to the first two rows. There was a gap between us and the rest of the audience but she hardly noticed she was staring at Emmy as she danced across the stage. She never took her eyes off of her the whole show.

"Did you see me mommy?!" Emmy came down after the show was done and took her flowers from me after she hugged me running over to liv who looked just as shocked as i did that she was calling her mommy.

"I did, great job sweetheart. I think this calls for some ice cream"

"Really?!" Emmy wiggled her eyebrows at me "thanks mommy!"

Liv stayed quiet and watched as i picked Emmy up "what's wrong with her? Why is she crying?"

"I think because you called her mommy"

"Does she not want me to call her mommy? I can call her mommy right daddy?"

"Sure sweetheart"

"You okay mommy?" Emmy reached for Liv and we switched her between us

"I'm good"

Emmy smiled and kissed her cheek "ice cream please!"