2 Weeks Later.
Fitz walked into the parent gallery at the dance studio. All the women stared at him. He was holding Daisy with one hand and Isabelle with the other. When he let them go they ran over to the glass wall.
"Look, Daddy, it's Lily," Isabelle said.
"Yes sweetie, I see her. She looks great."
The moms looked at each other, wondering who this man was. They knew the twins were Lily's sisters but who was the man, they'd been under the impression their father had died.
"Hi, I'm Rebecca, I've never seen you here before," one of the redheaded mom's said as she stood. "You're here with Lily?"
"Oh yeah, I'm Lily's dad," Fitz answered.
Olivia walked in behind him, on her phone.
She uttered something in french and then he heard a distinct-" Au Revoir." She was dressed in a full Christian Dior outfit, including a matching bag and heels. Fitz was dressed dashingly in a navy suit.
Fitz smiled as he took a seat with enough space between him and the other dance mothers.
From where he sat he could see Lily stretching on the mat with the other girls in her group and Isabelle and Daisy by the glass screen.
It had been over a week since the music video she performed in had been released and no one honestly expected the video to get as much attention as it did. With almost 10's of millions of views on youtube and the song constantly playing on the radio, Olivia was beginning to regret having Lily star in the video. It seemed to get so much attention because Lily was so young, people seemed surprised she could dance so well.
After Olivia hung up she sat beside Fitz on the seating blocks. She could see how excited he was, it was his first time at dance class with Lily since it was her first day back since the holiday.
"Hi, Olivia," one of the moms made a point to say. It wasn't a welcome hello, if anything she was calling out the fact that Olivia said hi to no one.
Olivia gave her a friendly nod but didn't respond. She could hear them chatting quietly amongst themselves and see texting each other to talk about her without her knowledge. The worst part of dance class was having to sit with the moms and listen to their incessant gossiping and bickering.
Elizabeth, the dance teacher walked in.
"Liv," she said as she raised her arms for a hug. Olivia stood and returned the hug.
"Did I tell you your daughter was a star or what?" Elizabeth looked over to Fitz, "who is this good looking hunk of milk?" she asked.
Olivia smiled.
"That's Lily's dad."
"Her dad? I thought-"
"-Yeah, long story."
"Long story?" Liz asked confused.
"I know what you're gonna ask, she's not doing Ellen, she's not doing Kimmel, she's not doing anything, I should've never let her do that video."
"Are you kidding me, that kid is bursting with talent, she's a superstar, and think about it, in the future when she's older how do you think she'd feel if she had such an amazing opportunity pass her by?"
Olivia rolled her eyes, "no, don't do that Lizzie."
Olivia turned to Fitz hoping he'd back her up, they'd been discussing it but he seemed to not lean either way.
"Honey, what do you think?"
"I think maybe one talk show could be fun for her, I don't know that any more than that is particularly beneficial."
Olivia sighed, "okay one, one show, that's it."
Elizabeth smiled.
"Great by the way I'm thinking her private lessons can run maybe a half-hour longer, so we can tighten up on somethings, she was out for over two weeks."
"No, I don't think she can do private lessons at all right now."
"Why not?"
"It's too much to get into but I think for now only regular practice."
"You're taking my little superstar away from me but fine. We'll talk more, I wanna get them warmed up."
Olivia nodded.
"By the way, the Dior bag for my Christmas gift, you designed that right?"
Olivia nodded.
"It's a gorgeous bag, I love it, compliments every time I wear it, boy talent and good looks runs in the family huh?" She complimented as she ran out of the room to the dancefloor outside.
"All right girls, let's start today's lesson."
Fitz stood by the glass window and watched with Daisy and Isabelle when he began to feel hot. He opened his jacket and pulled it off then rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt revealing his tattoos. The mothers seemed to not be able to take their eyes off him, Olivia was flattered and aware that Fitz being there might give them even more reasons to dislike her.
Rebecca leaned over to Olivia.
"You are a designer for Dior?" she asked.
"I'm the creative director for the house of Dior, yes."
Her mouth fell open, along with a few other women behind her.
"I didn't know that, that's-wow, now I know why you always dress so nice."
"Oh, thanks I guess."
Fitz's cellphone rang and he pulled it out of his pocket and answered. It was Cyrus.
"Cyrus?" Fitz listened to Cyrus on the other end of the line for a couple of minutes then spoke.
"-Listen, I made very clear in the meeting that I'm very pleased in the direction my wife took the company in my absence and I don't plan on making any changes in the foreseeable future. I'm not really sure why your calling me about this-I'm not changing anyone in upper level management and I think your perfectly suited to the position my wife found for you."
Fitz moved the phone from his ear and turned to Olivia.
"How have you not fired him?" Fitz asked Olivia.
She smiled and shrugged.
"Yeah under my wife's guidance, we've had profits higher than we've seen since my grandfather founded the company 60 years ago so I'm changing nothing and this is the last I'm gonna talk about it."
Fitz hung up.
Sonia walked into the room moments later and sat beside Olivia. Sonia had become something like a maternal figure to Olivia. She'd bought her a house and still paid her an exceptional salary but she cut her hours so that her niece Kristen did most of the work while Sonia was mostly an overseer.
"Good afternoon ladies," Sonia said to the mothers.
They all said hello back.
"Good job Lily, good form," Liz yelled from the dance floor. "You see that Kylie- you see her form, her straight legs and pointed toes, she's 5 and you're 8, you should be able to do it too."
"That is so unfair," Kylie's mother said from the gallery.
"Yeah," some other moms murmured.
"Straighten your legs," Liz yelled, "that's why Lily's in a music video with millions of views and you're not, you don't listen."
"No, no, you're not gonna talk to my kid like that," Kylie's mother jumped up and ran down to the dancefloor and began arguing with Liz, the dance teacher.
Fitz turned around and looked at Olivia, she shrugged.
Once they got into some ballet, Olivia walked over to Fitz and stood beside him. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed her forehead as they stood there and watched Lily.
After an hour the class was over. Occasionally the moms would complain about the favoritism Lily received but apart from that, it was a rather tame class.
"Wow, are they always like that?" Fitz asked Olivia as they waited for Lily to change.
"Probably because of the video, I wanted to pull her out but she doesn't wanna leave because of her friends."
Fitz shrugged, "yeah, that was insane."
Lily ran out of the changing room to Olivia and Fitz.
"Daddy, did you see me?" she asked excitedly.
"I did," Fitz kneeled and lifted her in the air and kissed her cheek, "you were a freaking rockstar."
Lily smiled and her cheeks tinged red.
"Mommy did you see my practice?"
Olivia nodded.
"You were magnificent, sweetheart."
Fitz let her back down to the ground.
Daisy was doing a twirl, she'd seen Lily do and spun so hard she got dizzy and fell.
"Daisy, you gotta be careful sissy," Lily said as he helped her up.
Daisy chuckled and got up.
Fitz took Lily's little duffle bag from her and threw it over his shoulder.
"So girls, I was thinking we could have some pizza for dinner?"
"Oh yes," Lily said nodding. "From Tony's?"
Fitz nodded, "wherever you'd like?"
"Yes, from Tony's."
"What about you girls?" Fitz asked Daisy and Isabelle.
They nodded together.
He found it adorable how in sync they were.
Fitz turned to Olivia.
"So pizza?"
"Yeah for them, I want orange chicken from Tao's."
"No mommy, I want orange chicken," Fitz heard them all say exactly in unison.
He laughed.
"Okay, orange chicken then."
They headed to Tao's to dine.
It was almost 9 pm when they laid together in the bathtub. The girls were down for the night and that was usually their only time alone.
Suddy bubbles filled the tub and covered them both up to their shoulders. She had her back pressed against his chest, with his arms wrapped around her holding her breasts and squeezing her nipples as he slowly stroked her from behind. She could feel him kissing her neck slowly from behind. She closed her eyes and relished in it.
Olivia then turned her head and kissed him slowly.
"Mmm…" she moaned softly through the kiss.
She felt him pinch her nipple a little harder.
"Ahhh.."
He hoisted her hips up and began thrusting into her faster and harder. The water crashed against their bodies and caused waves in the tub. She reached down between her legs and massaged his balls.
Immediately she felt heard a loud, guttural groan escape his lips. He reached under her leg and pulled it back a little further.
"Mmm...right there," she whispered as her orgasm slowly built up inside her.
"Mmm..baby-" he moaned as he held her tighter.
They came together and after a few moments of catching his breath, Fitz turned her around and pulled her face in for a kiss.
"You are so tight, 'you know that?"
He pulled her down again and continued kissing her as he ran his hands over her ass, massaging it unconsciously.
He was still inside her, it was such a tight fit he felt like he never wanted to pull out.
That feeling lasted until his phone chimed. He ignored it. It chimed a few moments later.
Olivia broke the kiss.
"Maybe that's abby."
"Fuck Abby."
He pulled her in again and kissed her but Olivia broke it and smiled.
"Please."
He reluctantly pulled his attention away from her and grabbed his phone from the ground outside the tub and checked the message. It was Abby, informing him that she was on her way from the airport. After he read the text he locked his phone and sighed.
"She's almost here."
Olivia eased her hip up and slid off of him. When Fitz felt the cold air on him he whines.
"Seriously?" he complained.
Olivia smiled and kissed him.
"Let's wash off."
Half an hour later, they were both dressed and waiting for the guards to escort Abby to them.
"What's going on in that head of yours?" Olivia asked.
"I'm just really confused as to why you'd want to talk to her."
"You wouldn't understand, it's woman to woman thing," she responded.
He shrugged, "yeah, you said that."
The doorbell chimed.
"She's here," Olivia said.
"Okay fine I'll go," Fitz said hesitantly.
Olivia headed to the door and opened it. Abby stood there. It was the first time she'd seen her normal clothes and not Delta garb. She wore jeans, a sweater, and a leather jacket.
"Hello," Olivia said as she stepped aside and allowed Abby inside.
Abby walked in and Olivia walked her to the kitchen. She took off her jacket before sitting on the stool by the kitchen island.
"When Fitz told me you wanted to talk to me, I was kind of shocked. He made it very clear that he wanted me to stay as far away from you as possible. I never thought I'd be in your house."
Olivia opened a bottle of wine and took the two glasses from the left on the table and filled them.
"Yeah, he wasn't happy about my wanting to speak to you."
"He isn't gonna come down here and slice my jaw off like he did Huck is he?"
Olivia momentarily froze, she didn't know about that detail.
"Oh..he didn't tell you, oh shit, I didn't say anything then."
Olivia took a sip of her wine.
"Well he deserved it then didn't he?"
"Why did you want to talk to me?" Abby asked, unsure of how else to respond.
"I'm not even sure, after Fitz told me about Huck and told me about you, I don't know, I guess I realized that in the past 4 and a half years you've seen everything that's been going on. It's weird knowing that there's someone out there who's been privy to so many intimate moments in your life."
"It wasn't on purpose."
"Yeah but it's still very embarrassing."
Abby took a sip of wine."Why didn't you tell me he was alive when you saw me at the funeral?"
"Think about it Olivia, it wouldn't have made it any easier for you if you know he was alive."
"Yes, it would have."
"No, it wouldn't have, you would've spent all your time trying to get him back."
"But I spent all my time trying to get him back, that's what you don't understand."
"Knowing would have been dangerous. That's the only thing that saved you because trust me, they thought about it."
"Why did you help? You could've let Huck do whatever he wanted?"
Abby rolled her eyes.
"He was fetishizing a new mom of three girls, I'm not a monster you know, just like you aren't a monster, sometimes we're just put in situations and you just have to act. It took me a while to realize that. I decided to stop him, not just for you but you have young kids that were innocent."
Olivia sighed.
"I don't know why I wanted to see you, I didn't know if I was angry at you for not telling me he was alive or if I was happy that you stopped Huck. I don't even know if I can be angry at you for that because you don't owe me anything."
"The one thing that came out of all this is that I spent all that time watching you. I realized that you're not the person I thought I knew, I think maybe that's why Huck fell in love with you."
"That's not love."
"To him it was. It doesn't matter now, he's dead and you have your family back."
"You're right, I guess."
They both took a sip of the wine.
"How's life away from the base."
"Well all my family is dead and I don't have any friends so it's been really fun spending 10 years of my life at the bottom of the world and then trying to acclimate by myself."
"On the bright side, it's a great chance to start over," Olivia responded.
"Starting over," Abby said with a chuckle. "I don't really know what that means."
They finished their wine but never said much else and then they were finished Abby left. Olivia wasn't sure if their interaction changed anything from before, she wasn't even sure why she wanted to see her; she just needed to look in the face of the woman who'd played an unknowingly large role in their lives for the past 4 and a half years.
After Abby left and she was informed that she'd left the property, Olivia went upstairs. Fitz wasn't in their bedroom, she looked in Lily's room and he wasn't there either. She found him in the twin's room, standing between their beds watching them sleep.
"You know, we really made some beautiful girls," he said as Olivia stood at the door.
Olivia smiled and walked over to him in between the beds. She hugged her arms around his waist and kissed his lips.
"Yes we did."
"Did you get what you were looking for?"
"I'm not sure, but to be fair I didn't know what I was looking for. I feel like I just needed to see her."
She sighed.
"Come on, let's go to bed," she said as she pulled him back to their bedroom.