Okay, a couple of quick shout outs: I want to thank everyone who's been reading this story since the beginning for sticking with it, possibly sharing it with others, and just always giving me reviews. None of you know this, but this is my first fanfic, and the reviews really do help me and make me happy. Shout out to lovescandal1, because she/he/they are the only person who saw this twist coming. I'm surprised more of you didn't think of this. Another shout out to Scandalised, your review had me DYING. I was in tears by the time I got to the Kuzco UH HUH UH HUH. Also yes, I made up the word chemistratic. I just felt like there needed to be a word to explain the chemistry between Liv and Fitz, because there's is one of the most strongest bonds ever. Anyway, here's the chapter. Reviews, as always, are loved and appreciated! Let me know what you think!

Chapter 11 Part II

Fitz felt his stomach lurch. He knew that he wasn't the father, but he was related to the person who was. Meaning only one thing.

"Mellie, you fucked my father? I knew you were demented, but that's just sick." Fitz had no problem showing his disgust. He began to grow nauseous, visions of his ex girlfriend and his father together, in his bed. He wasn't jealous; he was disgusted. He and his father shared the same woman.

Olivia was gaging Fitz' reaction. He looked a pale shade of green. Her hands instantly went into her purse, before they settled upon the bottle of water she was looking for. She handled the bottle to him, and he mumbled his thanks under his breath.

"Fitzgerald, I may be manipulative, and I may be a bitch, but I did not," she put an emphasis on the word, "sleep with your father."

"Really Mellie? Then who did you sleep with? My dead grandfather? An uncle, perhaps?"

"I slept with Jake!"

Olivia gasped. "Wait, but that means that-"

"Jake's my brother?"

Dr. Wallace sat there in silence, a slight smile dancing on his lips. This is some Maury kind of shit, he thought.

"Let's go." Fitz snapped.

"Where are we going, Fitz?" Olivia asked.

He turned to her, lacing his fingers with hers. "We're going to Big Jerry's."

Olivia held his hand as Fitz kept one hand on the wheel. They drove down the highway, in complete silence. This was like something out of a bad movie; Fitz' ex thought she was pregnant with his child, but ended up being pregnant by his current girlfriend's ex, who in fact, was his brother.

She rubbed soothing circles on the back of his hand, and looked up at him, but he kept his eyes on the road. So much was going through Fitz' mind. His father of course knew, but how long had he known? Did he purposefully set Olivia up with Jake, knowing they were brothers? Did he pull strings to get Jake in his unit in the Navy? Hell, did Jake even know he was related to Fitz?

"Mellie?" Fitz finally broke the silence, speaking softly.

"Yeah, Fitz?"

"Can you call Jake, and tell him to meet us at Big Jerry's? We should be there in another 10 minutes."

Mellie nodded, taking out her phone, searching through her contacts for Jake Ballard.

They got off at the exit for Alpine, New Jersey, and it wasn't long before they reached the mansion estate of Big Jerry Grant. Olivia stared, openmouthed, at the large mansion in front of her. They drove up towards the house, passing a field of green grass. In the middle of the field was a giant fountain, water spewing into the air. They made it down the graveled road, parking in front of the front door. Olivia got out, her eyes making their way over the grey stoned building in front of her. On the second floor she saw a balcony, which wrapped around the entire house.

Fitz made his way around the front of the car, lacing his fingers with Olivia's, walking up to the front door with Mellie in tow. He rang the doorbell, and the intercom went off.

"May I help you?" a female voice said.

"Ingrid, it's Fitzgerald. I'm here to see my father."

"Fitz? Oh it's so good to hear your voice! Come in, come in!"

The door sprang open and the trio walked into the house, standing in front of a grand staircase. To Olivia's right was a long hallway, where she could make out a large kitchen, followed by a living room. To her left, was a family room, with pictures of the Grant family; his father, mother, and some pictures of Fitz and Mellie over the years. Everything had a grand décor to it, and she was amazed that this was the house Fitz grew up in.

Exiting the family room was an older woman with greying hair. She had a wide smile on her face as she walked right up to Fitz, giving him a hug around the waist.

"Hi, Ingrid. Long time no see," Fitz hugged the woman, her smile contagious. Fitz had so much love in the world for the woman in front of him. She taught him how to ride a bike, she snuck him meals when his father would decide that he didn't deserve dinner that night, and aside from his mother growing up, she was the greatest person in his life.

"It's so good to see you, Fitzy. I've missed you so much, you really mustn't stay away for so long, no matter what the old man has done."

He smiled at the childhood nickname Ingrid and his mother had for him. He nodded, vowing that he would come visit more often.

At the top of the staircase, Big Jerry appeared; his arms on both sides of the banister. "Fitzgerald, to what do I owe this surprise?"

"How about the fact that you failed to mention that Jake Ballard is my brother?"

Big Jerry stared at the group, silently. He made his way down the stairs, standing directly in front of his namesake. "How did you find out?"

"Oh, that's easy. When Mellie told me she was pregnant with my child. I wanted a paternity test, and we found out that I'm not the father, but I am however, related to the father. So I thought she slept with you, only for her to tell me that she slept with Jake."

Big Jerry looked over at Mellie, a look of utter loathing upon his face. "You can't do anything right, can you? I tell you to get him away from her, and you end up sleeping with Jake, and on top of that, getting pregnant by him. It's like I have to do everything myself around here."

At that moment, Jake walked in, sensing the tension in the room. "Everything okay guys?"

"So tell me dad," Fitz walked next to Jake. "Does he know?"

"Do I know what?" Jake asked.

Fitz ignored him, continuing with his thought. "Did you somehow manage to put us together in the Navy? So that your two boys could bond and get to know each other?"

Jake looked over at Fitz, confused. "What are you talking about?"

"Ah, you don't know. You're my brother, Jake. Now let me let you in on how it is in the Grant household: our loving father probably got your mother knocked up, put you through school, and when he enlisted me in the Navy, he saw the opportunity for you to go as well, and probably got a favor from some high up lieutenant for us to be in the same squad. And when we got out of the Navy, to keep me from Olivia, he hired you to date her. You hired your own son to keep your other son from the love of his life, you sick fucking bastard."

Fitz walked right up to his father, throwing a punch at him. Fitz' fist connected with the man's face, and he pulled his hand back in pain. Olivia ran to his side, tugging on his arm. "Baby, he's not worth it. They can't do anything to us anymore," she whispered fiercely. He looked down at her, knowing she was right. He nodded, before straightening himself up. He wrapped his arm around Olivia's waist.

"I want nothing more to do with you. When I get married, you won't be invited. When I have children with the love of my life, you won't be in their lives. I don't want you to have any influence whatsoever on the upbringing of my children. I was lucky enough to have mom in my life to counterbalance the bullshit you tried to instill in me. You're pathetic, and miserable, and I won't have that in my life. Goodbye, Jerry."

He walked past Mellie and Jake, and walked to the front door, opening it for Olivia. He turned back at the last minute. "Ingrid?"

The old woman looked at Fitz with tears in her eyes. She was so proud of him for finally standing up to his father. "Yes, Fitzy?"

"When the time comes, and Olivia and I buy a house together, I'd love for you to be apart of that household, and to help with our children. And if you ever need anything before that time comes, please, don't hesitate to call me. We can go have lunch one day next week and catch up." He handed her a card with his number on it, and placed a kiss on her cheek. She placed a hand on his cheek, and tearfully said "your mother would have been so proud of the man you grew up to be."

He said goodbye to her, taking Olivia's hand in his, and walked out of the front door.

A full two months had gone by, and neither Fitz nor Olivia had heard anything from Mellie, Jake, or Big Jerry. Olivia nuzzled into his chest, and the arm he had wrapped around her, gave her a light squeeze. They lay in his bed, just in their underwear, with no intention of getting up to attend to the real world anytime soon. "Any luck?" she asked him, running her hand up his chest.

"I've had plenty of luck, you're the one who keeps saying no." He didn't take his eyes from the newspaper while he spoke. They had been looking at the open house section in the newspaper, and every time Fitz found an apartment that he thought would be perfect for them, Olivia would say no, because she didn't want him paying an obscene amount of money.

"Livvie, I want to give you the world. But I can't do that if you keep telling me no every chance you get. We both happen to be lawyers, I'm sure there's something we can compromise on here." He brought two fingers under her chin, tilting her face towards him. Her breath hitched up in her throat. After all this time, he still had the same effect on her. It was as if her body yearned for his touch. She leaned up, capturing his lips in a kiss that quickly turned passionate. She bit his bottom lip slightly, before running her tongue along it, begging for entrance into his mouth. He allowed her in, inhaling her sweet taste that sent tingles straight down to his manhood.

He turned over, hovering over her with both hands barricading her under him. His erection begged to be rid of the boxers surrounding it as he ground his hips down into Olivia's. She moaned at the contact, arching her body so that she could meet his hips. He leaned down; sucking lightly on the spot on Olivia's neck that he knew drove her wild.

"Olivia," his voice came out deep and husky; filled with his love and lust for her.

Her body shuddered at the sound of his voice. Even the man's voice alone could have given her an orgasm.

"Sweet baby," he crooned in her ear. "Let me buy us an apartment, please baby."

He teased her entrance with one finger, trailing it across the thin lace material of her panties. She ached for him to further the touch, but she wasn't going to give in to him. He pushed the panties to the side, before pulling himself through the hole in his boxers. He entered her abruptly, and Olivia moaned at the feel of him filling her. He plowed into her relentlessly, Olivia's hands on his ass, pushing him further and further inside of her. She tilted her head back as his tongue yet again found it's way to her neck, and she screamed from the sheer pleasure of it all.

"Oh god…Fitz…please baby. Don't stop. I need more."

He growled, slamming into her harder and faster than before, his thrusts getting more and more sloppy. He needed her to concede. "Let me buy you an apartment" he said in a series of pants.

Olivia shook her head no, and it took everything in him to stop. He laid inbetween her legs, his chest heaving. She opened her eyes, pleading with Fitz to keep going. "I'm not going to finish until you agree, Ms. Pope."

Olivia squirmed beneath him, the absence of him slamming into her taking it's full effect. She needed him to finish, she needed to scream his name as her orgasm hit. And all she had to do, was say a three letter word.

She nodded, and he thrust inside of her. "Say it, Livvie." He moaned.

"Yes" she whispered, earning another thrust, this time it was harder.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," she said, getting louder and louder each time, as Fitz because to drive in and out of her at the speed he was before he stopped.

Olivia screamed a series of yes' at the top of her lungs, as the bed shook from their lovemaking. The headboard repeated hit the wall as Fitz' thrusts quickened up. Olivia felt that burning sensation in her stomach, and it wasn't long before she dug her nails into his back, arching her body as her orgasm washed over her. She screamed his name as she rode her orgasm out, and knew he had reached his as his body jerked ontop of hers. They laid there for a minute, regaining their breath.

He rolled off of her, bringing her hand to his lips before kissing it. "I'm glad I was able to make you see my way of thinking. We'll go see the apartment next week sometime."

Olivia tried to glare at him, but was unsuccessful. She nuzzled back into his neck, drifting off to sleep as he continued to read the paper. After five years, she was happy again. And she was perfectly content with spending the rest of her life in his arms.

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