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Sunday September 8, 2013 – 8:45 pm - London

Olivia POV

I was packing up my life and moving to another country. I was taking a huge risk leaving everything I'd become comfortable to and the few people that mattered to me behind. It was all because of him. Fitz, the love of my life. We were finally going to be together with our son as a family.

Nancy had been helping me pack up and she was going to ship over the rest of our things that I had put in storage. Once I knew where we were going to live.

I had been back over here for a week, going through our apartment packing up things. I hadn't moved since I'd moved into this apartment eight years ago. Looking around the room, it was going to be hard to say goodbye. I had made a few friends, good friends, it was sad to leave them. They were having a goodbye party for me tomorrow night.

Fitz Jr. hadn't wanted to leave his dad, so I'd left them together, so they could bond. I had come back over and given my notice for my job right away. My boss hadn't been too impressed, but since I'd had two months of vacation due to me, they just applied that and paid me out the rest.

I talked to my two guys every evening on the phone, because they were eight hours behind me. They usually called me at 9, which was soon. I taped another box shut and looked around the room, boxes everywhere ready for the movers to come tomorrow and take them away.

Fitz and Fitz Jr were picking me up from the airport in Raleigh, NC in two days' time. We were going to head to Grandma Rose's farm in Roanoke. Fitz and my grandma had remained close over the past decade. I hadn't seen my grandma since the end of that summer over ten years ago.

Grandma Rose was approaching her 80th birthday. My dad had been 58 when he passed away, my grandma had had him young

My cell rang, it was my boys. "Hello?" I was so happy to hear their voices.

"Mom, I miss you," I listened as Fitz Jr. told me about all the fun things they had done since the last time I'd talked to them. They were currently in Washinton, DC seeing some of the national sights and were going to head to Raleigh to pick me up in a couple days.

Laughing, I listened as my son passed the phone over to his dad. "How are things going?" I asked. I was standing by the window and plucked at the blinds, looking out at the bright lights.

"Good, but I miss you, I can't wait to get you alone," Fitz described all the things he was going to do me, I shivered in wanting and anticipation, also excited to be with him again.

I said my goodbyes and hung up the phone. There was a knock on my door, it was probably Nancy, she was due to come over and have some wine with me, my last night here. My flight left Tuesday morning at 10:30 and I got into Raleigh at 2:30pm, direct was the only way to go.

I looked through the peephole, not recognizing the person on the other side, all I could see was a black ball cap. It was late at night, I texted Nancy…Where are you?

Running late, be there in 10…was her response.

"Who is it?" I said loudly through the door.

"It's your mother, open the door Olivia," a distinctly recognizable voice that I hadn't heard in over ten years said through the door.

Keeping the chain link on the door, I opened the door a bit and looked through. It was my mother wearing a black ball cap, black bomber jacket, black jeans and black combat boots. "What do you want?" I looked her up and down, she looked the same, a few lines etched on her face, otherwise the same.

"Let me in, it's not safe for me to be out here," she said. Her tone was pleading, her eyes piercing, trying to win me over.

"Why haven't I seen you in over ten years?" I wasn't letting her in the apartment without knowing that at least.

"Your father blocked me from seeing you, I had no idea where you went after he took you from the house, I didn't know until he died," Maya said, looking behind her again. Her eyes running up and down the empty hallway.

"Where have you been for the last ten years?" I asked, suspicion in my tone.

"Cliffnotes version, I married Jerry, Fitz's dad and we live in Idaho, on a farm, we breed horses," Maya said, looking behind her nervously.

I debated internally whether or not to wait until Nancy got here or to let Maya in before that. "Why are you here now?"

"I wanted to see you, you're my only child, how could I not want to see you," Maya said.

My own curiosity couldn't help itself, so I unchained the door and opened it. "Fine, come in," I gestured. Closing the door behind her.

"We've seen each other, what else do you want?" I grabbed my glass of wine and took a sip. My phone buzzed. I'm here…it was Nancy.

A knock sounded on my door, "Don't open it," Maya pleaded with me. She grabbed my arm to stop me as I walked to the door.

Pulling my arm out of her reach, I opened the door, it was Nancy. She smiled at me as she walked in, swinging a bottle of wine, "Got some more wine to celebrate your move." Her smile froze when she saw Maya. "Who's this?" she put the bottle of wine down on a side table.

"This is my mother, Maya Pope, she's come for a visit," looking at Nancy, I shrugged my shoulders which emphasized my shock and disbelief that my mother had showed up out of the blue for no other reason than she wanted to see me. Nancy knew all about her.

"Nice to meet you Maya, I'm Nancy, Olivia's friend since she moved to London just over ten years ago," her tone was steely. Nancy wasn't a huge fan of my mother's. Nancy put her hand out for Maya to shake.

I was watching Maya and she was eyeballing Nancy suspiciously, she looked at Nancy's hand and smiled at her, not shaking her hand. "It's nice to meet you, are you from here?" she asked.

"Born and raised," Nancy said curtly. She turned and walked into the kitchen to pour herself a glass of wine. While she was gone, Maya looked at me. "I'll come back another time, you're busy," she walked over to the door.

"I won't be here, I'm moving back to the States," I told her.

"Where?" she asked.

"Give me your address in Idaho and I'll send you a mailing address," I offered. I still didn't completely trust her.

She looked at me for a long moment, Nancy's footsteps entering the room broke her gaze. Writing her address down on the back of a receipt, she handed it to me. "I just want you to know that I did try to find you the past 10 years, but your father made that impossible." She opened her arms to hug me. I stood there, not ready to make that move.

"Hopefully we can talk in the future," I said, watching her walk out the door and possibly out of my life again. She wasn't that trustworthy. At least not to me. I wasn't letting her near my son or telling her I was with Fitz.

Closing the door behind her, Nancy handed me my glass of wine which she had thoughtfully re-filled for me. Shaking my head, we spent the rest of the night drinking and reminiscing about old memories.

? POV

"Her mother showed up," I hissed into the phone, "Why didn't you get rid of her when you had the chance."

The pop of the bubblegum over the phone annoyed me to no end, "I followed her, you never said to touch her, just to follow her," the words repeated over and over were starting to annoy me.

"Well the next time you see Maya Pope, kill her," I hissed into the phone and pressed the end button. Shaking my head, irritated at having to work with an idiot. I tossed the phone onto the car seat and looked out the window up at Olivia's window, the light went out. Sleep tight princess.

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