Thanks for the reviews...There's a bit of angst in this chapter…

June 15, 2003 –

Rowan sat at the desk behind his chair, waited for Maya and Jerry to take a seat. "We have to fix this and fast," Maya said. "Olivia is starting to act like the rebellious teenager that I've had the joy of never having to see until today."

"What would you recommend?" Rowan asked.

"How about we have Olivia catch Fitz with another girl? That would sever any connection they have," Jerry suggested.

"Fine, just do it," Rowan said. Looking at Jerry with disgust, he didn't like the idea of hurting his daughter, but in this case, he'd make an exception, no Grant man was good enough for his daughter. If history was to repeat itself, like father like son.

He could still remember it like yesterday. He'd come home early from a job out of town, walking into a dark house, he'd wandered upstairs sorting through the mail and he'd heard panting and moaning. His heart had fractured further, he'd known that Maya had grown distant from him, but he didn't think that entailed cheating on him.

He pushed open the door and saw Maya giving some man a blowjob, as he moved quietly into the room, he saw it was his next door neighbor, Jerry Grant, who had moved in next door, 6 months ago. Maya had seemed more light and alive in the past six months, now he had his reason why.

He watched as his wife gave another man a blow job and tried to remember the last time she had shown him that much passion. His mind drew a blank. He'd been married to Maya for 20 years and the spark had gone out a while ago, he had tried to talk to her about it, but she wanted nothing to do with him and now he knew why. He wondered if Jerry was the first, he was sure as hell going to be the last.

Clapping his hands, "Bravo, no encore performance needed," he picked up Jerry's shirt, tossed at him. "Get the hell out of my house and if I ever catch you near my wife again, I'll kill you," his tone meant business.

Jerry looked at him in shock, his erection had shriveled down to nothing. Quickly doing up his pants, he gave Rowan a wide berth and quickly stalked out of the house and back into his own.

"So how many men, have you slept with since you've been denying me?" Rowan walked over to Maya, grabbed her by the jaw and watched her squirm in pain.

"You really want an answer to that question?" she pulled out of his painful grip, looked at him, smirking, she lit a cigarette. Inhaling sharply, she arched her eyebrow and waited for him to start yelling.

"What I want is for you stop fucking everything with a pulse in our neighborhood, it will get back to our daughter, and how do you think she would feel about her mother being a slut," Rowan looked her with disgust.

"If I catch you fucking anything with a cock in a 100 mile radius of this house, I will kill you," Rowan said quietly in her ear as he left the room.

It had been five years since that night and she'd been true to his word and had kept her affairs out of town. He had done the same, finding out that his baby girl had slept with Jerry's son was an abomination. He couldn't abide it to continue and so he allowed Maya and Jerry to do the dirty work to break his baby girl's heart.

Rowan watched as Maya and Jerry schemed in his study, he heard the shower shut off upstairs. He looked pointedly at them, "I will keep Olivia busy for the day, bring her home after 6, and then she will go over to your house. Make sure everything is set up."

Jerry nodded his agreement, Rowan escorted Jerry from the study and out a side door so that he could go back to his house without being caught by Fitz or Olivia.

"This is payback for denying me your wife," Jerry said to Rowan. "I loved her and she ignored me from that day forward. Karma." Shaking Rowan's hand, he squeezed it with all his strength. Failing to get what he was looking for by attempting to over-power Rowan with his strength.

"History is repeating itself in your son and my daughter and I won't stand for that," Rowan said. "Make my daughter hate your son, or I will." His threat stood heavy in the air between them. Rowan turned and walked back into his house, shutting the door and locking it.

Olivia came down the stairs as he walked down the hallway, "Baby girl, let's go out and celebrate your graduation," pulling her into a hug, he couldn't help feeling that he would regret what today would bring and the pain it would cause his daughter.

"Ok Dad, have you seen Mom?" Olivia poked her head around his shoulder and looked down the hallway.

"Your mother has gone back to bed, she got one of those nasty migraines, you know how she's down for the count when those happen," Rowan lied. "Go get changed and we'll spend a nice day together, it's been too long."

Olivia went back up the stairs and wondered how to let Fitz know that she'd be out for the day. Grabbing the phone book by the phone in the study off her parent's room upstairs, she looked and found the phone number for the Grants' next door.

Running to her room, she picked up the phone in her room, she dialed his phone number, hoping and praying he'd answer.

"Grant residence," a rough voice answered. Damn, it's his dad.

"Hi, Mr. Grant, could I please speak to Fitz?"

"One sec darlin'," he put the phone down and she heard him call Fitz.

OIivia heard the phone click and Fitz picked up, "You can hang up the other line, Dad."

She heard a click, "Hey," she said softly.

"Liv is that you?" he chuckled into the phone.

"Yeah, I just wanted to let you know that my dad is insisting on spending the day with me, to celebrate me graduating high school, I'll be back around dinnertime," she told him.

"Great, my dad is also wanting to spend some time with me, so how about you come over around 6, just come up to my room," he said.

"I can't wait to see you and pick up where we left off," she said excitedly into the phone.

"Me too, see you later," Fitz said as the hung up the phone.

Olivia walked through the front door of her house, her dad had dropped her off at a great day spent together. She couldn't remember a time when they'd had such fun together. They'd gone to an amusement park, gone on the rides, played games, eaten hotdogs and fries. She was looking forward to seeing Fitz though.

The house was dark as she wandered upstairs, her mother must still be sleeping. Olivia wasn't looking forward to their next confrontation, but she had Fitz on the brain, she walked over to her closet and wondered what to wear.

Picking out a white dress, she put it on, along with some flats. She walked downstairs and outside and over to Fitz's house, the front door was unlocked as he'd said it would be. There was no sign of his dad anywhere, she walked up the stairs to the third floor. The closer to his room she got, she heard some noises, what sounded like soft moaning and sheets rustling. Thinking he was watching a movie or something, she pushed his bedroom door open and walked in.

She saw Mellie naked on top of Fitz who was lying there not moving a lot. All Olivia could focus on was that Mellie was naked and on top of him. She stood there shocked, watching as Mellie looked over at her and didn't seem shocked.

Mellie got up off the bed, wrapped in a sheet, walked over to Olivia, "You didn't really think he'd want you again, now did you? Once he popped your cherry, he was done with you, he wanted to be nice and say it to your face, but I thought you seeing him with me would be more effective," she smiled maliciously at Olivia.

"Why doesn't he tell me himself?" Olivia pushed past Mellie and stomped over to the bed. She stood over Fitz as he laid in bed, half asleep. "How could you?" she screamed at him.

He seemed unaware of her, he mumbled, "Mellie," under his breath and fell asleep.

"You know how he is after sex, he always falls asleep, typical guy," Mellie patted Olivia on the shoulder.

Pushing Mellie's hand off her shoulder, she turned and slapped her hard, you could hear the crack in the silence of the room. Mellie said nothing, but triumph glowed in her eyes. "You can go now, you're beneath us," she said cattily.

Olivia stood there for a moment and seriously pondered beating the shit out of her, but her heart was breaking in that moment and all she could think about getting away. Turning on her heel, she ran out of the room, tears blinding her as she ran out the front door.

Once the coast was clear, a man stepped out from the shadows, "Well done my dear, you could be an actress," Jerry said.

"What did you give him anyway? He's totally out of it," Mellie poked Fitz in the chest, but he just grunted and rolled over.

"Not for you to worry your pretty little head about, now as we agreed," he handed her over ten thousand dollars in cash. "If you ever speak about this to anyone, I will ruin you." Steel was evident in the threat as he looked her up and down. "You know you're a pretty girl," he advanced on her.

Shocked, Mellie stepped back, the sheet caught on her foot and slipped down her body, she caught it quickly and wrapped herself in it.

"Still perky," Jerry reached out to touch her breasts and she backed away. Fear started to take over her, she felt frozen in position. "Just remember, if you talk, I will ruin you." Chuckling, he left the room.

Jerry walked into his study, picked up his phone and dialed a number, "Consider it handled," he said into the phone and hung up.

More soon…