A/N: Here is Part II, it's a doozy...moving to the present in the next chapter. Hoping you won't hate me after you read this. Thanks for the reviews :)
June 20th 2003
Jerry POV
"Seriously Dad, what's wrong with you?" Fitz yelled at him and stormed out.
"Shit," Jerry smashed his hand onto the desktop beside Maya's head.
"Guess, we've should done this at my place," Maya stood up, pulling her skirt, she stepped into her high heels. "I'll be next door when you're ready, don't keep me waiting too long, or I'll find someone else to play with," heavy lidded eyes teased him but he knew she was serious.
Jerry watched her saunter across the length of his study, once she was gone, he realized he was still standing there, pants down, dick out.
Tucking himself back into his pants, he zipped them up, storming out of his study, he went in search of Fitz.
June 21st 2003
Jerry POV
He'd spent all night driving around looking for Fitz, called his friends, even called Mellie, who'd almost hung up on him when he called her. She denied having seen Fitz since that night that she'd been blackmailed by him.
Finally, he drove back home and found Fitz sitting in his study in his chair with a glass of Scotch. "Get out of my seat," he growled at Fitz. Grabbing the glass, he cuffed Fitz on the side of head, which Fitz dodged, avoiding the brunt of the cuff.
"You're fucking Olivia's mother, is that why I saw her and her dad leave so quickly the other day, he finally caught you," Fitz was livid. Jerry could tell, his face was red and he was vibrating.
"Looks like we both like Pope women," Jerry said lewdly, licking his lips. "I know I do."
Fitz looked at him, disgusted, "You're disgusting, I like Olivia, so what you're just fucking her mother for the hell of it, at least I have some emotional connection."
"You know nothing, now get out of my sight, don't breathe a word of what you saw to anyone," Jerry sat down at his desk and poured himself 2 fingers of Scotch into his glass. Tossing it back, "What are you still doing here?" he looked at Fitz, anger etched in his tone.
"I want to know why Olivia left with her father and I want to know why she seems to think I did something horrible that made her think I cheated on her," Fitz demanded.
"Well didn't you?" Jerry questioned, devilry in his tone.
"What are you talking about?" Fitz moved forward till he was face to face with his father. "I want to know what you did that night. I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling like I'd been drugged and the last thing I remembered was having dinner with you," Fitz spat at him.
"I blackmailed Mellie into being in your bed naked with you when Olivia came over, it worked like a charm, you should have seen her face, she was heartbroken," lost in the memory, Jerry chuckled.
Fitz punched his father with a mean right hook right across the face, hitting his nose in the process.
Backing away from him, Fitz held his hand. Flexing his fingers, he looked pointedly at his father "You're a monster, I have no father," he said, no emotion in his voice.
"You're cut off, no more money or car and you can forget about Yale," Jerry threatened.
Fitz chuckled, "I don't care, I have Mom's money, Grandfather made sure I'd have access to it when I turned 18 and you have no access to change that." Walking across the room, he looked at his father, one last time, "I hate you and I will never forgive you for this."
Jerry heard the door slam and slumped back into his chair, "What have I done?" He sat there, head in hand, his mind racing.
Fitz POV
Fitz drove to the airport, he booked the first flight for Virginia, he could find. I will find you Olivia.
June 30th 2003 – Grandma Rose's Farm
Olivia POV
"So why did it take you 9 days to find me?" she asked.
"I had the name of the city and nothing else to go on but a last name and since your grandmother's last name isn't Pope, it took me longer to find her. I hired a private investigator," Fitz explained.
"I can't believe your father did that with Mellie, she's still a heinous bitch, but she was being blackmailed," Olivia cuddled closer in his arms. I'm so happy right now, everything is right with the world.
"I can't believe that my mother and your father, that's crazy, I knew my parents weren't happy together, but I guess it runs in the family, your father and my mother, and now you and I," reaching up to run her hands through his curls, she sighed happily when he leaned into her touch.
"Your poor dad," Fitz said softly.
"Yeah, I think my dad just had enough, your dad wasn't my mom's only affair, she would go out of town often and for days at a time, she would come back happy and then as the days would pass, she'd fall into a depression, it was a cycle that's been going on for years since I was 12," Olivia explained as her mind wandered through the past, her parents were human, but they manipulated each other almost as if it gave them pleasure to see the other in pain.
"Enough about them, let's enjoy us," Olivia smiled.
August 16th 2003 – Grandma Rose's Farm
Fitz POV
The past month and a half had been bliss for Fitz, he'd been able to spend the time with Olivia, blissful and uninterrupted time except for when Grandma Rose interrupted them, that woman seemed to know just when they were doing anything illicit. Thinking of his first meeting with Grandma Rose made him chuckle.
It had been the morning after Fitz had shown up at sunset, they had spent the night in that field, in the back of his truck bed, making love and just enjoying their reunion.
The fingers of dawn had started to stretch over the sky, Fitz had awoken, feeling a cool chill on his face had looked down to see her asleep, her face so peaceful in slumber. He had never felt so happy in his life. He felt at peace, like anything was possible. His future was set, he was to go to Yale and he'd already paid for the first semester.
Leaning down, he placed small kisses along the curve of Olivia's cheek, watching as her brow wrinkled. She burrowed in his arms, snuggling closer. "Fitz," she murmured.
Slowly, he watched one eye open and then another. Squinting, she looked at him, "don't want to wake up," her eyes closed and she snuggled closer to him if that was possible.
"This is real, wake up Liv," he kissed her lips, first the top one and then the bottom one. "We're together and nothing will ever drag us apart again." He whispered against her cheek.
She opened her eyes, "We should probably get back so Grandma Rose doesn't think I've disappeared in the shadows." Looking up at him, she smiled. "I'm so happy."
Slowly, they pulled themselves apart, limb by limb. Finding their clothes, they dressed, settling into Fitz's truck, she directed him back to the farm.
When they pulled up in the truck, a spindly limbed older lady stepped out on the front porch, her apron already on as if she were baking.
Olivia and Fitz stepped out of the truck, "Grandma I can explain."
"Bring your young man to meet me," Grandma Rose said. Hands on her hips, she sized Fitz up as he walked towards her, hand-in-hand with Olivia.
"What's your name young man?"
"Fitzgerald Grant, ma'am," he held out his hand for her to shake. Looking him up and down, which made him want to squirm. She stepped up to him, her head was almost up to his shoulders.
She reached out and hugged him. "You be bringing my baby girl home at a respectable hour and not keeping her out all night," Grandma Rose scolded him.
"Yes, ma'am," he said, sincerity and honesty in his eyes.
"What are you doing for the summer?" her old eyes assessed him.
"Nothing until college in the fall," he said. He wasn't going back to his father's, he really had nowhere else to be.
"You'll stay here and help Livvie and I for the summer, there's a nice groundskeeper cottage out back that you can stay in, it just needs a little elbow grease and some cleaning," Grandma Rose smiled at him and walked back into the farmhouse.
Olivia squealed, she jumped into his arms, "This is going to be awesome."
Fitz whirled her around, the air full of her laughter and his chuckling.
Drifting back to the present, he and Olivia had spent another time in the back of his truck, lying out under the stars, making love and being together. Their summer had been magical together. He'd fixed up the cottage, went into town the day after he'd arrived at the farm.
He'd called his dad, let him know he was alive and not to look for him. That was the last he'd heard from his father, which was a nice change. No pressure to fit into the image his father crafted for him. He hadn't heard from anyone, none of his friends or Mellie. He was due to go to Yale in two weeks, and Olivia was due to go to Princeton, they hadn't discussed that part of their future yet.
Olivia POV
Olivia had talked to her dad on the phone periodically over the past several weeks but he hadn't come out to the farm once to see her, which was good, because she hadn't told him that Fitz was out here. She had a feeling he wouldn't be happy.
Her grandma had been so happy for her and had let her and Fitz do their thing. Olivia hadn't had any contact with her mother either, she figured that her mother was doing whatever made her happy and since she hadn't tried to contact Olivia, she didn't seem to care.
Her grandma rang the lunch bell and Olivia could see Fitz coming in from the barn, he'd been getting things ready for winter for her grandma. They had gotten to know each other so well since they'd spend the last month and a half together.
Her heart pounded with happiness every time she saw him. Well almost every time, they had gotten in the occasional fight, usually when Fitz thought he was protecting her. That he knew what was best for her. One of their fights had been when they had gone out for dinner to a restaurant. When they were leaving, an older man had been eyeballing her all night, according to Fitz.
When they were leaving the restaurant, the older man had approached her and offered to take her out for a drink sometime. Before she could even respond, Fitz was standing in front of her, telling the older man to back off and that she was taken. Olivia had watched them go toe-to-toe, shaking her head, she walked off, let them do their male posturing.
She went and waited by Fitz's truck, he came running out, looking for her. She started to berate him for being too overprotective.
"I love you, that's why I did what I did, he was looking at you like you were a steak," Fitz rambled on, trying to explain.
Olivia had stopped listening after he said he loved her. Covering his lips with her finger, "You love me?" her soft tone made him freeze.
"Yes," he ran his fingers nervously through his hair. He'd never said that to another person besides his mother. When she was alive. She died when he was 10.
"Oh Fitz, I love you too," moving into his arms, she hugged him close.
After lunch
The phone rang in the kitchen, while her grandma was baking, "Olivia can you get that please?" her grandma said.
"Hello?" Olivia answered the phone.
"Hi Liv, how are you?" her dad was on the other end.
"Good, how are you?" she replied distractedly, watching Fitz working shirtless outside. He'd grown even more muscled over the past month and a half.
"You've been keeping something from me," her dad said cryptically.
"What?" her attention was back on his voice.
"I see he found you, when were you going to tell me?" her dad asked.
"Soon," Olivia lied. She honestly hoped never to tell him.
"Well I'll be pulling up in 10, we need to talk, please be out front without him," the line went dead.
Her face went ashen, "What is it baby girl?" her grandma asked.
"Dad's going to be here in in 10 and he knows Fitz is here," Olivia croaked out.
"You have nothing to hide, go outside and be honest with your father, you're a grown-up," her grandma said.
Olivia nodded, walking outside, she saw Fitz smile that beautiful crooked smile of his at her. "My dad is going to be here in 10, can you go to the cottage or just not be here when he comes, he has something to tell me and he knows that you've been here and that I didn't tell him, so I need to talk to him alone," she looked up at him, hoping he wouldn't take it the wrong way.
"Liv, I want to meet your dad, man to man and tell him I love his daughter and that one day I want to marry her," Fitz took both her hands in his and looked her deep in the eye.
"Oh Fitz," her eyes shone with emotion and she kissed him tenderly. "Please just do this for me, I'll make it up to you, I promise," she winked at him.
He relented and walked back to the barn, disappearing just as her dad's black sedan pulled up. The passenger door opened, "Get in." Her dad was dressed in a suit.
He drove for about 10 minutes till they were back on the main road, which was mostly deserted. He stopped the car and pulled over.
"What are you doing with him?" her dad took off his shades, disappointment in his eyes as he looked at her.
"I love him, we're going to be together when we go to college," Olivia said. "He's going to Yale and I'm going to Princeton, it's not that far apart," she continued to ramble.
Rowan leaned over, tipping her head up to look at him. "You're not going to Princeton anymore, you will be going to Cambridge in England." He waited for the hysterics.
"What?" her jaw dropped, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Does this have anything to do with Fitz's dad fucking my mother, Fitz caught them together and his dad told him that was why you took me and left," Olivia said.
"No, this is just one of many reasons, the main reason that you can never see that boy again is that you two shared a sibling or at least you did till your mother had a miscarriage in her fifth month," Rowan pulled out a sonogram dated 6 years ago.
"What?" Olivia didn't believe it.
"Call her then if you don't believe me," Rowan held out his cell phone.
Olivia took it and called her mother, who confirmed that it was true. She'd been sleeping with Jerry since he moved to the neighborhood shortly after Olivia was 12, she fell pregnant a month later and miscarried in June of the following year.
"How could you never tell me?" she yelled into the phone at her mother. Hanging up on her, she turned back to her father.
"Why does this mean I can never see Fitz again?" her tone was rebellious.
"Because if you ever see him again, I will have him killed," her father threatened, iron resolve in his tone.
"But why? I didn't cheat on you, mom did," Olivia screamed at him.
"It doesn't matter, he is part of that family. I don't want you to have anything further to do with him. I figure putting an entire ocean between the two of you will help. But know this, I will be watching you and if you contact him in any form, I will have him killed. I have the means," Rowan said.
"Does my happiness mean nothing to you?" Olivia asked him bluntly.
"Your happiness means everything to me, but you cannot be with him, that is my decision," Rowan told her.
Olivia sat there, tears streaming down her cheek, at the thought of never seeing Fitz again, never kiss him again. Never touching him again. "I hate you," she hissed at her father.
Grabbing his phone, she dialed her grandma, "Grandma Rose, can you please get Fitz for me," she asked, her voice wobbling.
"Liv, when are you coming back, your grandma made brownies and they smell amazing, but she said I can't eat them without you," he teased over the phone.
Looking at the phone as if it were a snake, "Fitz I need you to listen to me very carefully, you will never see me again after today, don't come looking for me, your life depends on it, I love you so much, but we can't be together, I love you." She whispered brokenly into the phone.
She hung up on him as he started to speak.
Throwing the phone at her father, she sobbed heartbrokenly as he drove. Not paying attention to where he was taking her. She looked out the window, dead eyes staring at the scenery.
Fitz POV
Fitz looked at the phone and then at Grandma Rose, who gave him a sad smile. "I'm so sorry, dear, my son is a monster, if he has decided that you will not be with my Olivia, then that is how it shall be." Patting his shoulder, she gave him the room for his grieving.
Fitz collapsed onto the ground, his body shaking as he realized that this was going to be a reality. He couldn't go to his father for help. Running over her last words, Don't come looking for me, your life depends on it, I love you so much, but we can't be together. I love you.
A broken man, he walked back to the cottage, shut the door and collapsed onto his bed. Pulling out the bottle of moonshine, he'd unearthed when he was cleaning the cottage, he opened it and started to drink.
Fitz spent the next two weeks drowning in alcohol till Grandma Rose kicked him back to reality, telling him that someday he would be able to see Olivia again on the day that her son was dead. She told him that her son was head of a very powerful government organization that would follow any order that her son gave, but if and when her son was dead, then the price on Fitz's head would lift. Then he could see Olivia. She invited him to come back and visit her anytime.
Fitz packed up the cottage, kissed Grandma Rose and headed off for Yale.
Olivia POV
Olivia spent the first two weeks she was in London, plotting her father's death and wondering how she could hire someone to kill him, but her father had showed her a scary reality before he put her on the plane. He took her to Wonderland, where they trained new recruits for this job of his where he was the boss, he showed her the hole and that it would be the kindest place for Fitz to be if she ever tried to see him again.
Hating her father with every fiber of her being, she got on the plane for Cambridge. She would not step foot on American soil for 10 long years.
Moving onto the present in the next chapter
A/N: Olivia's mother didn't care that she was pregnant and was happy when she miscarried, she loves Olivia, but it's a twisted love just Rowan's love is. Rowan is a lot like his character in Scandal. He tries to protect Olivia but a time will come when he washes his hands of her. As for Fitz, he went to Yale and moved on in a matter of speaking but he never got over Olivia. Olivia never got over Fitz. Her hatred for her father grew over the years.