A/N - Vision is back. I had to take a break because this storyline is a bit more complicated than others I've written and I wanted to make sure I didn't rush through it. Enjoy our favorite couple!

It had been a rough day...for Fitz. There were too many people in his space. Sonia, he was used to, but then there was Lucky and his mischievous son and talkative fiancee and Olivia's assistant Rumi and the girls' teacher. It was a nightmare for him. Even in a large villa, he felt crowded.

Olivia gazed at him with a smile on her lips. He was staring terrified into the distance as he waited for her to dress in her bikini. They'd just put the girls down for bed. It was dark now and a gentle breeze from the sea that surrounded the island flowed into the room.

"It's not that bad," Olivia said.

Fitz snapped from his terrified daydream, one in which everyone around him wouldn't stop talking to him, "it is."

"Just stay away,"

"They won't leave me alone- especially Lucky Jesus christ."

Olivia smiled, "can you tie this for me?" she asked as she walked to him with her string bikini bottom clutched between her legs. She tied one side and Fitz tied the other and couldn't resist squeezing her ass before she stepped off.

"Fitz," she scolded playfully.

"Come on," he said as he took her hand and walked out of the bathroom. He opened the french glass doors across the room and stepped outside.

The night was clear and beautiful. The moon was distinct in the sky and the dark seawater almost seemed to glow under the gaze of the moon.

"It's gorgeous out here," Olivia said.

Fitz smiled and walked her down to the shore. Olivia dipped her toes in the water and it was warm.

"Ooooohh- it's warm. It's perfect," she said with a smile.

Fitz lifted her suddenly and held her around his waist as he carried her further in the water. He stopped when it reached his torso then he let Olivia down.

"What if there's a shark in the water? Or a jellyfish or something. I'm carrying precious cargo here," Olivia said as she reached under the water around her stomach. "I don't care to be daring right now- especially after the past few days."

Fitz pulled her back against his chest and reached down and placed his hands over hers on her stomach.

"Have you ever seen fish on his side of the island?"

Olivia thought for a moment, "not really- actually. You said you were going to the other side to fish."

"Yeah, well when I was younger my mother had them build a net around the shore about 100 feet out. She was afraid of the same thing you are afraid of. Small fish get through but nothing big enough to hurt anyone."

Olivia smiled, "smart woman."

Fitz leaned down and kissed the crook of her neck, "so today I saw that someone called you 28 times. Who was it?"

Olivia sighed softly, "I'm not sure but I think it's Erin. I haven't answered."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't answer."

"Olivia-"

"I feel bad okay-I just, I've really been struggling with what we did to her-"

"I did it-"

"We did it," Olivia insisted, "I knew you were going to do something. I stood by as it happened. We did it. It's just- I know how hard she worked to get off drugs and I know what it did to her life...so it's hard."

"I did what I had to do- she knew too much and she wasn't keeping her mouth shut."

"I know it had to be done- still, it doesn't make me feel better."

Olivia turned to him, "when something happens, you don't just hate someone overnight. It takes time to emotionally distance yourself."

"I know that," Fitz said.

"But all that said, Erin has no place in my life anymore. I'm totally done with her, I just need some time to pass so this can be behind us."

Fitz stood for a moment before he asked the next question. "Does Erin know about the island.. Has she ever been here?"

Olivia searched her memory and then closed her eyes and palmed her face, "she knows about it because she came here for her honeymoon with Cheyenne."

"Okay- now I know."

"Do you think she would tell anyone- I mean, who would she tell?"

"We left her in L.A., if Mellie and the others went to find her I'm sure she'd talk."

"She wouldn't."

"She would," Fitz insisted.

"Well then stop her before she talks- take her and put her somewhere she can't- I don't know but we have to do something as long as it doesn't involve killing her."

"And what if it comes to that, Olivia."

"It can't,"

"Olivia-"

"If Erin dies- if she gets killed, it can't be you Fitz, it can't. You can't have anything to do with it."

"Fine," Fitz said with a sigh, "I know. I won't hurt Erin, Olivia, I promise."

"Okay," Olivia said. She took a breath to calm herself, "did anything else happen?"

"The Senate is still insisting on having me in front of them for a hearing."

"When?"

"They were talking about next week."

"Next week- that's too soon."

Fitz nodded, "yeah but if that's the case then we can all go to D.C, it'll just be for an afternoon really."

Olivia nodded, "I hope it doesn't come to that."

Fitz chucked, "midterms are this year, and half of them are up for reelection so this is a great opportunity to score some political points and get some press."

"They shouldn't be using you for that," Olivia complained.

"They'd dance on the graves of dead babies if it meant they could get re-elected," Fitz said, "don't worry about it, nothing much will come of it- I don't think."

"I just don't want your face plastered everywhere."

"It already is- I hate it but this is what it is. This movie or whatever the hell they created it coming out-we've tried to stop it but we can't. They're claiming it's journalism and claiming freedom of the press. We're still trying but it looks like they're moving up the release date."

Olivia nodded, "maybe this is good. It'll happen all at once and then we can let it die down and try to get back to whatever normal will be after that. I just hate that you're getting all this attention. It's the last thing we need."

Fitz nodded, "let's talk about something else- something that doesn't drive me crazy."

Olivia sighed and smiled, "I'm thinking Lavender- as a name if it's a girl."

"You really love this flower thing huh?"

"Well yeah, I know Izzy's name is the only one that's different but I really wanted to name her Isabella so now that that's off my bucket list it's back to the flower thing."

Fitz smiled, "Lavender Grant," Fitz played with the words in his head, "I like it."

"Lavender Juliet Grant," Olivia said, "I know you like the name Juliet."

"I do," Fitz said. "And for a boy, it's still between Fitz IV and Scott."

Olivia stared up at him and pressed her palm against his chest, "yes. If I don't have a boy I think that we should wait a while and then do invitro to make sure it's a boy then after that no more babies. Five is a lot more than I thought I'd want but I think that might be where we're headed."

"You were so sure it was a boy," Fitz teased.

"You're so sure that it's a girl that now I'm less sure that it's a boy. I think I was only sure because this far into my pregnancies with the girls it had been pretty terrible and now it's not. Apart from the hormones and sleepiness, I'm fine, it's a blast."

Fitz lifted her around his waist and kissed her lips softly.

"We're gonna be fine."

Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again, "I know. I love you. I love you so much."

"I love you too," Fitz said with a smile.

He pressed his hands against her ass under the water and squeezed.

"Take me inside," Olivia said with a chuckle, "You know you want to."

Fitz turned around and walked to the shore, carrying her around his waist.

He walked to the shower under a large tree close to the patio to wash off the saltwater from their bodies. It was slightly warm. They washed off quickly and headed into the house to strip their clothes and dry with towels in the bathroom.

Olivia was the first to plop down in the bed, Fitz followed behind her and crawled beside her.

"Are you tired?"

She blushed and smiled, "not yet."

Fitz caressed her cheek and kissed her softly.

"Are you hungry?"

"Not yet," she said with another smile.

Fitz chuckled and rolled on top of her, careful about keeping his weight off her then he reached under and pulled her legs open around him.

"Let's take it slow," Olivia said.

Fitz smiled lightly, "what, you can't handle it?"

"No- it's just that we have all the time in the world," she said. "So...let's take it slow."

He nodded and leaned down and kissed her again, "Alright, slow it is."

When Olivia woke in the morning Fitz was already gone. She stretched in bed and sat up slowly, smiling to herself, completely naked.

She caressed her stomach to feel the growing roundness.

Fitz walked in moments later.

"Finally, you're up."

He was sweaty and wet.

"Finally?" Olivia questioned but when she looked over to her phone she saw that it was almost 12 pm. "Oh."

She stood from the bed and Fitz walked over and kissed her with wet lips.

"Gross. Why are you so sweaty?"

"I hiked up the hill with the girls to pick berries. We just came back- well a few minutes ago. Tessa has them doing school work now."

"Fitz," Olivia complained, "they're gonna be exhausted."

He shrugged, "They had fun."

"Yes but school comes first. They can't start school all tired and sweaty at 12pm. They won't learn anything."

"Olivia- we don't have to go by arbitrary rules anymore. I just want to spend time with my girls and if that means that for the month or two that we have them here that maybe school isn't a priority then it just isn't. Lily is a few weeks away from 6 and the twins are 4 so it's not like they're missing that much."

Olivia sighed, "fine but in a couple of years when they can't spell, don't say anything."

Fitz laughed, "they still go to school, they have a private teacher for god sakes," Fitz said, "and they're brilliant so I'm not worried."

Fitz walked over and lifted Olivia around his waist. "So are you finished chastising my parenting?"

"I'm not chastising you," she said with a chuckle. "It's just that you spoil them...too much and also you have to stop making me sleep so late. This is ridiculous, wake me when you wake up."

Fitz nodded as he walked them to the bathroom.

"You aren't gonna wake me, are you?"

He shook his head with a smirk.

"Fine, I'll wake myself."

Fitz sat her on the counter and pulled off his sweaty t-shirt.

"Have you given any more thought to what I asked last night?" Olivia asked.

He chuckled and shook his head, "I'm not letting you tie me up Olivia."

"Just once. I'm pregnant, you have to give me everything I ask for."

"Not this."

Olivia frowned.

"Are you gonna threaten me with no sex now?" Fitz asked with a sigh.

"No- that would be punishing me too and what's the point of that?"

"Good cause my dick is sweaty and hard," he said as he pulled down his shorts and stepped out of them.

Olivia chuckled, "you're gonna let me do it."

"Is that a question or a threat?"

Olivia smiled but didn't answer.

Fitz pulled her to the edge of her counter and opened her legs around him.

"Are you fucking with me?" Fitz asked.

"No," she said with a smirk.

Fitz slipped his middle finger inside her and pulled it out quickly and replaced it with his cock.

"Ooohhh," Olivia groaned out.

Fitz pulled her close against him and lifted one leg over his arm and slowly thrust her as they shared their tongues.

Olivia enjoyed his cock, slowly stroking her until she came on him. She waited until moments later when Fitz was close and then she pushed him off of her.

Fitz grabbed her and pulled her back to him, thinking she'd reflexively pushed him away as she had done before during sex but Olivia closed her legs tightly and smiled lazily. It was then that he realized her intent. It was his punishment -he assumed- for not allowing her to tie him up.

He balled his fist angrily, "th-this is not funny Olivia."

"It is to me."

She took a moment to catch her breath and hopped off the counter and then walked to the bathtub and stepped in, leaving Fitz standing at the vanity.

She turned on the faucet and gauged it to semi-cool water and then let it run over her body.

"FITZ?" Lucky called from outside.

Fitz rolled his eyes and walked into the tub behind Olivia, refusing to respond.

"Will you let me do it now-" she said as she turned to him.

"Don't talk to me," Fitz said, "I've been looking forward to this all morning and you ruined it."

Olivia smiled and turned around and continued her bath. She finished before Fitz and left him in the tub with a semi-erect penis.

She'd dressed in a sun-dress when he emerged from the bathroom. She was still sporting a glib look on her face. Fitz ignored her and dressed as well all the while she saw him rummaging through the room for something that he stuffed into his pocket when he found it.

"I'm going to catch some shellfish on the other side of the island," he said. "I'll be back in a few hours."

"I'll come with you."

"Nope."

Olivia chuckled, "don't be like that."

"Whatever," Fitz said.

Olivia lifted her dress and flashed him her skimpy white thong. In a flash, Fitz rushed over and grabbed her, and dove to the bed.

Olivia squealed and laughed, "gently," she scolded, "I'm pregnant."

Fitz smiled and leaned on top of her. His face was inches away from hers but he didn't kiss her.

"I love you," Olivia whispered softly.

"Then why are you torturing me…" Fitz mumbled as he leaned down and kissed her softly.

"It's fun," Olivia said as she bit her lips and smiled. "I like it when you get all red."

Fitz moved lower to her neck and kissed her.

"Just let me do it," Olivia said.

Fitz leaned up, "I'll hold on to the headboard and I won't move. It'll be like I'm tied up- you won't even be able to tell the difference."

Olivia chuckled, "that's not the same thing."

Fitz clasped their hands together and ran his free hand under her dress, up her thigh until he reached her crotch. Fitz ran his thumb over her clit, massaging it slowly.

"Mhmmm…." Olivia moaned with a smile.

Fitz pressed harder and Olivia's voice dropped a notch lower.

"It's not gonna work," Olivia moaned, "I know what you're doing…"

"Fine," Fitz said as he leaned up and pulled Olivia higher on the bed. She felt him grab her wrist and she watched as he pulled something from his pocket. It was a belt from one of her silk robes.

Fitz tied her wrist to the head in seconds and flashed her a wide, winning smile. Her eyes opened wide when she realized he'd been playing her but before she could speak he hopped to the other side and pulled her wrist to the bed, "don't you dare," Olivia warned.

Fitz reached for the other end of the long silk tie and secured her wrist to the headboard.

"Fitz- you asshole!"

He laughed hysterically and plopped back on the bed.

"I'm gonna go fishing- for a few hours-"

"You have lost your mind if you think you're gonna leave me here- for hours."

"Wow- so I'm guessing you don't like being tied up then, huh?" Fitz said with a smirk.

"No-actually- I was gonna ask what you planned to do with me. I am quite excited." She opened her legs wide around him. "As long as it doesn't involve leaving me here."

"Wait- you're enjoying this?" Fitz asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Why wouldn't I be? I'm not a big baby like you."

She lifted her leg and ran her big toe up his cheek and popped it in his mouth.

Fitz sucked it, surprising Olivia who squealed in response. She pulled it from his lips and buried her toes in the blanket.

Fitz smiled as he kneeled and shoved his shorts down just enough to free himself and he positioned himself on top of her.

"I love you so much," he mumbled, full of want.

"I bet you do," Olivia said.

Fitz smiled then leaned up, "I'm gonna show you how much."

Fitz grabbed her by the waist and flipped her around and tied hands spun around in her silk ties.

"Doggystyle," Olivia said, "I like it."

He lifted her dress over her ass and pulled her panties to the side

"Oh, dogs don't do this."

Olivia was confused.

"What?"

She felt him spread her legs apart and instantly she felt his wet thumb slide into her ass.

"Aah!" she gasped loudly. "Fitz- what are you doing-" Fitz pulled his finger out and shoved it in again and thrust it slowly. "Mmmm…."

"I think you're ready," Fitz said raspily. "unless you don't like it..."

He ran his hand down her back and slapped her ass hard as he pressed his tip into her.

"Holy shit-" Olivia bellowed, somewhere between an ecstatic laugh and moan.

"Wooooo," Fitz said as he slid in deeper and slapped her ass again.

Fitz stroked her long and deep as he fiddled with her ass.

Olivia closed her eyes and bit her lips. "Mmmmmm…" she moaned deeply into the sheets.

Her ass began to pulse around his finger, the walls of her vagina did the same around his penis. It was a delicious feeling and she found herself unconsciously licking her lips. She never prayed it would feel so good.

Her orgasms came quick as Fitz thrust into her. Fitz came simultaneously and when he emptied himself into her he took a breath and fell back behind her, smiling absently at the ceiling.

Olivia had collapsed on her belly. All she could feel now were the places that he had been.

"Oh my god- that was."

Fitz laughed, "if I was evil like you I'd wouldn't have made you cum."

"Oh get over it," Olivia said with a chuckle, "that was amazing, that was. If I'd known it felt this good I would've let you take my ass the night you took my virginity."

Fitz chuckled, "please, you were in tears that night, there was no way you could handle more, Harry Potter."

Olivia shoved him slightly with her foot. "This is why I'm afraid to let you even hear my accent."

"I love it, don't worry," Fitz said with a smile.

He took a breath and sat up, "I'm gonna go fishing okay. I'll see you in a little bit." he leaned over her and kissed her, "I love you."

"I love you too but you are gonna untie me right?"

Fitz smiled and pulled up his pants then walked to the bathroom but didn't answer her.

"No- absolutely not-" Olivia said angrily which annoyed her because she'd been so blissfully after her double orgasm.

"Fitz-" Lucky called again, his voice was closer this time and slightly impatient.

Olivia turned and saw his silhouette through the sheer curtains against the french doors. She looked down and twisted slightly until her dress covered her ass to make sure she was decent then she called.

"Lucky come here?"

Lucky opened the door and walked inside.

"Untie me," Olivia said.

Fitz walked out of the bathroom.

Lucky smiled widely, unable to help himself, and walked to Olivia to untie her.

"Don't touch her," Fitz said as he rushed over with a smile.

Lucky stopped.

"This is not funny," Olivia barked.

Fitz reached over to her wrists and untied her with a smirk. Once her arms were free she hit him slightly in the chest only for him to grab her and kiss her.

"I love you, I'll be back in a few."

"Yeah, whatever," Olivia said with a roll of her eyes.

Fitz left with Lucky who laughed uncontrollably the moment they stepped outside.

"Is that what you do at 12 in the afternoon. Who ties their wife up to fuck at 12 in the afternoon?"

"I do," Fitz said, "now stop talking about it."

"Why did you leave her tied up?"

"To fuck with her," Fitz said with a slight smile. "She gets all frustrated and she speaks in an extra British accent. It's funny."

They walked up the trail behind the villa to make their way to the other side of the island.

"Are you attracted to Olivia?" Fitz asked.

It was a sudden question and it took Lucky completely off guard.

"What kind of question is that?"

"I'm curious."

"I'm not- I don't want to die," Lucky said with a chuckle.

"Is that true?" Fitz asked as they walked.

"Do I think she's attractive, yeah but in the same way I can acknowledge my sister is attractive without wanting to put it in her."

Fitz smiled, "okay."

Lucky let out a breath, "Jesus christ you're intense."

"I just asked a question," Fitz said with a chuckle.

Fitz and Lucky returned after 2 pm, close to 3 pm. He brought his seafood catch to Lais in the kitchen to prepare for dinner. Olivia was sitting with Rumi in the family room, working on her computer.

The girls were in the study with the tutor still.

When he found Olivia he plopped down on the sofa and laid his head in her lap.

"Hi," he said. "We need to talk."

Olivia sniffed him, "God, you stink."

"What?" Fitz sat up and sniffed himself.

"You smell like rotting fish guts- Rumi can you give us a minute?" Olivia asked.

"Sure," she said as she stood and left the room.

Olivia pushed him away, "seriously, Fitz' I'm gonna throw up, you stink, please wash off."

Fitz stood from the couch but Olivia sniffed him again and gagged, "oh god, it's coming." she said as she flew off the couch and ran to the bathroom.

Fitz followed her but stood back as she vomited in the toilet.

"Is it that bad?" Fitz wondered aloud.

Olivia wiped her mouth and turned to him, "take a shower now!"

Fitz sighed and pulled off his sweaty shirt and then stepped out of his pants and underpants. His penis swung side to side as he walked to the shower and stepped in. Olivia heard the faucet turn on and sighed as she flushed the toilet and walked to the vanity to wash out her mouth. When she was finished she hoisted herself up on the vanity and sat down, waiting for Fitz.

A few minutes later, he stepped out of the shower and walked wet to the linen closet for a towel. He wrapped it around his waist and then walked back to Olivia. She sniffed him again and all she smelled was body wash.

"You smell delicious now. What did you want to talk about?"

Fitz sighed, "the congressional lawyers are requesting you testify as well."

Olivia was caught off guard.

"What? Fitz why-"

"Because they know. They know you were at the base."

Olivia shook her head, "I don't want to testify- I mean- they probably know about my father- it's probably a trap for me to perjure myself-"

Fitz held her by the cheeks, "calm down, that's not gonna happen okay."

"Why don't my lawyers know about this?"

"They're probably finding out now, they should be calling soon."

Olivia stood from the vanity.

"This is bad-this is bad-"

"Calm down, I promise you, it's not, this is more about politics and exposure than it is about actually finding out what happened. Do you think the senate wants details about the deltas out there?"

Olivia rolled her eyes, "a few days ago you didn't want to do this either?"

"I still don't but that's because I hate the attention. Nothing's gonna come from it, nothing did last time."

"I don't want to go- I really don't want to go-"

"Olivia-," Rumi called from the bedroom.

"Rumi- I need a second-" Olivia yelled back.

"It's your lawyers," Rumi yelled, "they're on the line for you."

Olivia looked to Fitz then she walked quickly back to the bedroom to find Rumi and took the phone.

"Thanks," Olivia said.

"Sure, do you want me to stick around?"

"No, it's okay," Olivia said quickly as she walked back to the bathroom to Fitz. She switched her phone to the speaker as she spoke so he could hear.

Half an hour into the conversation Olivia wasn't feeling hopeful. Fitz walked to the closet in the bathroom and switched the towel wrapped around his waist for a pair of boxers and shorts, all while listening to the lawyers babble through the phone.

After half an hour the conversation ended and Olivia let out an exasperated sigh. She'd been ambushed by the committee, they negotiated with Fitz but hadn't offered her the same courtesy. They were demanding at the last minute that she show up as well. It felt wrong but there was no choice.

"I guess I'm going to Washington."