Sentimental [Scandal FanFic]

Don't Do It.

People think I'm going to kill Mellie, as much as times I don't like her, I won't kill her. Fitz is delusional. It won't happen. His head injury was in pain. He comes to his senses.

It'd been a few days, since the time he decided to shoot Mellie. Nothing had been done yet. Tom decided to give it a few weeks, incase. But he was nervous that if he had not done it soon, the President will fire him and loose trust. Today, was gonna be the day. 

Fitz was still in hospital, Olivia spending most of her time by his side. Being the wife, she could be now. Their wedding was ruined, but their spirit was not. They were them, and they were happy. "I need to ring Tom. Has he done it?"

"No, he would have said so if he has," spoke Olivia.

"I need to stop it, she can't..." spoke Fitz, "I can't do it to her, not Teddy...not my kids."

Olivia handed her phone which was already dialing Tom's number, "Tom, The President needs to talk to you."

"Sir I'm about to shoot Mellie," spoke Tom once Fitz had the phone.

"Don't shoot her, I can't let you." spoke the President.

"Standing down Sir, what made you change your mind?" spoke Tom.

"I can't have my kids grow up without their mother, because of a callous decision they made in a heated moment when my brain wasn't functioning right. Tests say that my brain decides slower than my initial thoughts, so healing is needed before crucial decisions are made, I'm being released in four hours. Will you be able to come and get me, you're the one I trust right now. I do need to speak to Mellie"

Tom spoke, "Of course Sir. I'm heading towards you now."

"I'll still pay you," spoke Fitz and hung up. He held out his hand for Olivia. She took it, he looked sleepy.

"Get some sleep, I'll wake you when Tom arrives." spoke Olivia.

"I did the right thing," spoke Fitz as he drifted off.

"Yes, honey, you did," affirmed Olivia. She laid a hand on his chest, carefully lying down next to him, which was granted, he moved his arm to fit her in, and rested it lightly on her lower back.  She rested her head on his shoulder, listening to his breathing relax. Olivia laid like that for the whole hour, holding the one she loves the most.

Tom arrived, and Oliva woke Fitz. "Afternoon, Mr President."

"Tom, can you get me out of here now? I'm done lying in this hospital bed." spoke Fitz.

Fitz was soon discharged, and on his way back to the residence of the White House. He was going to see  Mellie later, they just needed to give him more rest before hand. Plus he needed to figure out what was needed to say.  Reaching the Residence, his staff all welcomed him back with smiles and thankful graces. He smiled as he reached his bed, and he eyed it gracefully.

Olivia helped him into his new boxers, and shirt and helped him into bed, as she went to walk away he tugged at her arm making her fall onto the bed, practically on top of him. "Lay with me like this." Olivia gave in, the feel of him consuming her. She loved him so much, Teddy ran into the room.

"Mommy!" screamed Teddy.

"Mommys not here," spoke Fitz.

"Yes she is! She lying there!" pointed Teddy.

Olivia looked at Fitz, alert and freaked that Teddy thinks she's Mom, "No, Teddy Mellie is your Mommy."

Fitz rubbed Olivia's back, lightly. Teddy looked, "I know you are mommy too."

Olivia sighed and looked at Fitz, "It's okay Livvie."

Teddy ran out again, like nothing had happened, Olivia just rested her head on his shoulder, and placed her nose to nuzzle his neck, and she felt safe again. "It's good to be back" he mumbled.

"I'm so thankful you are here." spoke Olivia.

"I'm not going anywhere," whispered Fitz, cradling her in his arms, "Thank you, for marrying me. We'll have a new fairytale wedding."

"I don't care about the wedding, I care for you more than anything. We said our vows, we shared our rings we just never got a reception, I love you Fitzgerald." spoke Olivia.

"I don't want our vows we shared to be remembered by me being shot, I'm not having that memory for you," spoke Fitz as Tom came in.

"Mellie wishes to see you, Sir," spoke Tom.

Fitz nodded, and Olivia went to get off him, but he pressed tighter "She's gonna get used to this, I love you don't get off me."

Mellie entered and saw Fitz rubbing his wife's back, while she laid there. Fitz turned his head slowly, "Gotta get used to this Mellie, oh wait, you hired an assassin to attack me..."

Mellie gasped, he knew, "Well I couldn't let you ruin me."

"I wasn't going too," spoke Fitz, "But I will now."

Mellie gasped a sulk of a cry, "I'm sorry Fitz."

Olivia looked up this time, "Did you not consider Teddy, Karen or Jerry in this?"

Mellie glared for one second, then frowned, "I'm sorry. Lock me up."

"Will be for two months, maybe you might learn something about letting go and being self-centered. You can't be President if you aren't looking out for the people!" spat Fitz.

Tom took Mellie to the bottom of the Pentagon, for two months the kids would come and stay with him and were able to see Mellie once a week.

Olivia looked to him, "Do you think it will teach her?"

"No, but there's always hope, now what do we do about James?" asked Fitz.

"I don't know, Cyrus seems really cut up about it." spoke Olivia.

"I know, kinda scaring me about what he will do, or how far he will lose it."

Next time:

It's a month later, and Fitz is up and well. He confronts James and finds out an underlying shock...what is it?