A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews...there will be a flashback to how Olivia dealt with being pregnant on her own, in the next chapter, also Olitz and possibly Fitz Jr...or that might in the chapter after next...there will be an update tomorrow :)

August 24, 2013 – Hallway of Reunion

Fitz POV

"Damn it Olivia, wait," he yelled down the hallway, irritated by the fact that she ignored him and kept walking, his long strides eventually allowed him to catch her. Grabbing her by the arm, he spun her. "Will you let me say something, I'm sorry about the way I reacted, but it was kind of a shock to me."

"Well how do you think it was for me, having to look at a mini replica of you every day, I love him so much, but looking at him, sometimes it just hurt so much," Olivia broke down and started to cry.

Fitz wrapped her in his arms, supporting her, "I'm here for you, for both of you, whatever you need," his soft words caused her to start sobbing.

"No one has been there for me in so long, it's so hard to be strong," Olivia collapsed into a dead faint.

He lifted her up in his arms and carried her to the elevator. Maybe if we talk this out in private, we can work through this.

The elevator opened and Fitz walked in, still carrying Olivia, using his foot, he was trying to hit the number eight button on the panel, to go up to his room.

A young woman stepped into the elevator right before the doors shut. "What floor?" she asked when she saw that he was carrying someone.

"Eight, thanks." Looking down at Olivia, he couldn't believe she was finally in his arms, after so many years, so many dreams where he saw her and could touch her again. It almost felt too good to be true.

"Is she okay?" the woman asked eyeing Olivia.

"Yes, she just fainted, we're here for our high school reunion," Fitz said.

The woman smiled and got off at the seventh floor. The doors closed and Olivia still didn't stir. The elevator moved up a floor, the doors opened and Fitz walked out and down the hallway to his room.

Standing in front of his door, his room card was in his back pocket. He bent and started to put Olivia down, her eyelids started to flutter, as her feet hit the ground.

She started to mumble, Fitz grabbed his room card, go the door open and helped Olivia stumble through the door.

Lifting her up again, he walked over to the bed and lay her there. Her phone started to vibrate, that seemed to awaken her. He watched her fumble through her handbag for it.

Olivia POV

"Hello?" her voice said dazedly.

"Mom, we're at the airport," Fitz heard a young voice say, his insides started to churn, that was his son on the other end of the line.

"That's good baby, I can't wait to see you, let me talk to Nancy," she said, her eyes looking at Fitz. His eyes were glassy and looked almost like he was about to cry.

Nancy came on the line and talked about the ride to the airport and how Fitz Jr. couldn't wait to get on the plane once he saw how big it was. Their flight was scheduled to leave on time and since it was direct. Nancy said she would text once they were on the plane and then again when they landed.

"Nancy, can you put Fitz back on?" she asked huskily. Fitz had turned away from her and she could see his back slowly vibrating.

Fitz Jr. came back on the phone and she said her goodbyes and how much she loved him and how when she saw him again she had someone for him to meet.

"I finally get to meet Dad don't I?" Fitz Jr said over the phone. He was a smart kid.

"Yes, you finally get to meet your Dad," the moment the word Dad left her voice, Fitz turned to look at her. Heartbroken, there was no other way to describe it.

"Love you baby," she hung up the phone and walked over to Fitz, her arms wrapped around him. He started to cry, deep heartbreaking sobs. She could feel the wetness of his tears on her hair. His arms banded around her as if he was never going to let her go again.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered into his coat, just holding him while he let it out. He cried for the years they could never be together and for so much more that was lost.

Once he seemed to have control over his emotions, she pulled back from him, kicked off her heels, took his hand and led him over to the bed. He followed her meekly, not saying anything, just looking down at her, his eyes luminous with emotion.

Walking behind him, she pulled off his jacket slowly, tossing it over a chair. She started to undo his tie, then unbutton his shirt. Once his shirt and tie were off, he stood there bare-chested, muscled and slightly hairy. "What are you doing?" his voice was hesitant and unsure.

"I think we should change into something more comfortable and talk," Olivia suggested.

Fitz nodded, moving over to his bag, he pulled out a pair of sweat pants and a shirt. Olivia started to put her high heels back on. "Where are you going?" Fitz asked, his eyes were sad, he moved over to her and handed her the shirt, "Please don't leave. Stay with me."

Olivia nodded and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door, she pulled off her dress and bra, pulling the t-shirt over her head, it smelled of him and she held it up to her nose and inhaled his scent. That familiar spark of comfort ignited and she was surrounded by his scent.

When she opened the bathroom door and walked back out in the bedroom, he was under the covers waiting for her, just like old times. For almost a second, she could feel like it was 10 years ago and they were young and innocent just having fun.

Padding across the carpeted floor, to the bed, she got under the covers beside him. She opened her mouth to start talking, he stopped her with a finger over her lips. "Can we just lie here together for a while?" his soft words silenced her, she moved into his arms and there they lay together. In each other's arms, they fell asleep for the first time in 10 years.

1am

Olivia heard something buzzing and reached for her phone, it was across the room on the couch in her purse. She knew that Nancy and Fitz Jr. must be on the plane and it was hopefully getting ready to take off.

Looking over at Fitz, she saw he was still asleep, as she started to pull out of his arms, to go look at her phone, he started to mumble in his sleep.

Moving slowly, out of the bed, she walked over to her purse, looked at her phone and smiled when she saw the text. On the plane, text you when we land, xoxo.

A soft groan caused her to look up, she saw Fitz had woken up, still half-asleep, he looked over at her through slumberous eyes. "Liv come back to bed," he pulled up the bedcover where she'd been.

She stood there like a deer caught in headlights, he was looking at her now like she was something he wanted to devour. The motion of his hand patting the bed had turned sensual.

"Fitz, we should talk first," the logical side of her brain argued as she got back into bed next to him.

"In a bit," he answered before he kissed her. It was like coming home, the taste of his lips against her, no anger on either side of the kiss, just pure passion and wanting.

More tomorrow...