Olivia went home and dressed for work after Cyrus dropped her off at her car at school. She made sure she had everything she needed for the next day as per her usual routine. She didn't want to change her whole life around for something, she thought, to be as minor as being raped. When she got to the diner to start her seven o'clock shift, she saw that there weren't many people there.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

In the corner booth was Cyrus. "We came for dinner. We both have to eat sometime," Cyrus answered.

"And it just happens to be here? Come on, Cy; I know you better than that. You hate coming here because it's too far away from home and you hate the food."

"I decided to give it another shot. Sometimes the third time is the charm. Maybe I'll try a salad, I know I don't like the pasta and the burgers aren't too bad. Can you get me a refill though? I'm still deciding on what food I want."

Olivia took his cup and refilled the Coke a bit irritated that he was there. "Here, when are you leaving?"

"Are you always this rude to your customers? I thought you might be nicer to them."

"I'm nice to them, be nice to me and I won't spit in your food."

"You wouldn't."

"Try me. I don't need your protection Cy. I'm a big girl and can take care of myself. I've been doing it long enough now. I'll make you something to eat, then you can go home to James. Don't make a big deal out of this."

Cyrus let her go make his dinner and read the paper while he waited. When she came back with his food he made her sit down. "It is a big deal. They violated you, raped you. It's going to change you and it's okay for that. Let us help you through this. Whatever you need, anytime, call me. I'll be right there alright?"

Liv nodded and went back to work. Cyrus didn't leave until 10:30 when Fitz showed up while Liv was in the back doing dishes. She came back out front ready to take the new customer's order.

"Hey there, what can I get for… why are you here?" she asked, knowing the answer already.

"I am hungry, why else go to a diner?"

"Ever heard of McDonald's? They are open all night too and you can even take it to go home. You're leaving, Cy, so you bring in the new puppy?"

"Hey, I'm not a puppy. Guard dog is what I prefer. A big, mean, vicious, guard dog," Fitz responded.

Olivia crossed her arms and stared down both of the men. "I am NOT happy about this."

"You don't have to be happy about it, you just have to deal with it. I'll see you for lunch tomorrow," Cyrus said as he kissed her cheek and walked out.

"The only reason you're here is because Cyrus sent you."

"Wrong, I'm here for food and to make sure that you are okay. Also, because James is out of town and Cyrus sent me," he mumbled.

"What do you want?"

"Burger, fries, and a coke please."

"I ought to spit in his food," she thought as she walked away.

"Spit in my food and I'll fail you on every test for the rest of the term."

Liv turned around and stuck her tongue out at him and he did the same.

The diner was empty around 11 and she started to clean up. Fitz had offered to help her clean but she told him no.

"You could leave and go home, to bed maybe? You have school in the morning."

"So do you. I'm not leaving until this place closes and I make sure you are home safely."

"Great, will you eat this cake then? I don't want to waste it."

Fitz sat at the counter and ate the chocolate cake until he broke the silence. "Why do you call him Cyrus? It doesn't seem professional."

"He's a friend of mine now. We're more than principal and student. We've had lunch together every day for four years. I've been to his house for dinner and Christmas, New Years, Thanksgiving. He's my best friend."

"We could be friends."

"Actually, we can't."

"What? Why not?"

"You are my teacher and you called me a 'fucking bitch' because you lost a debate. You are a sore loser. Besides, you hardly know me."

"I know enough about you to start a friendship. I think that counts for something."

"The only reason you are here is because Cyrus told you not to eat anything and come play babysitter for me." Fitz was shocked that she knew so much about it. "He thinks he can hide it from me but he can't. And besides he wants us to be friends so that he doesn't have to lose every time I take him to debate against me. Though, I'm not sure why he thinks he can trust you with me."

"You mean he can't? I can be trusted with you."

"Okay," she forced.

"I can be. We could be trusted with each other. Why do you think otherwise?"

"I have my reasons. It doesn't matter though. Cyrus is Cyrus and he will think and do whatever he wants without realizing the consequences."

"You seem to have put a lot of thought into this."

"Every outcome has a consequence. It's just how life works. I'm almost done out here, I need to do the dishes. You can go now."

"I've already told you. I can't leave until I know that you are safely home."

"Is that your rule or Cyrus's?"

"Does it matter?"

"It matters. They aren't going to follow me home. They only the money out of the register. I was a bonus last night. It's not going to happen again."

"And I'm going to make sure of that."