Who we are

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"Sometimes, you get tired of fighting.
I think you just sort of come to this realization that yes, that you will get tired,
but that doesn't mean that you can give up the fight."

-Jesmyn Ward


When Katie had reached Oliver's campaign office, she'd only entered the side door before heading for Oliver's office.

"Mommy knew at some point she would forget something, she just wished it wasn't your bottle. I think daddy may have some stashed away though." Katie had walked into Oliver's office glancing around, before heading over to his desk and pulling open random drawers. She had pulled one open, about to close it because of the absence of the bottle, but something caught her eye on a notepad that seemed to have her name on it. She picked it up, her eyes widening at the title. "Why we shouldn't get married." she closed her eyes and sighed unable to read anything listed further. The soft gurgle of the baby from the stroller reminded her what she was actually doing before stumbling onto something she wish she hadn't. She spotted a spare bottle in the drawer, quickly grabbing it about to fill it when the door to Oliver's office opened.

"Hey, I didn't see you come in." Katie looked up to see Alex who gave a smile. "Your husband totally disappeared, even after I explained our crisis."

"What crisis?" Katie asked walking around the desk, and grabbing Robyn's baby bag.

"He now has an opponent." Katie looked over to the man with a quirked brow. "Her name is Ruvé Adams." there was a slight chill at the mention of the woman's name. Katie turned away, because she instantly knew this was another ploy from Darhk. "That's the same look Oliver had. Do you know her?" Katie turned back to the man with shake of her head before grabbing Robyn's bag.

"No, the name just sounds familiar, that's all." she held up the bottle in her hand. "I found this in Oliver's drawer, do you know if it's been cleaned properly?" Alex looked over to her in confusion and she just shook her head. "Never mind, you're the campaign guy." she slipped the bottle into her bag, before grabbing the handles of stroller.

"Right, I am, and this whole opponent thing is big. Your husband is now going against someone with an actual political background. I mean she's just a novice, but it's still more experience than Oliver has."

"So what's the solution?"

"He's going to have to over compensate majorly. Make the public forget about the experience he doesn't have, and look at the vision he has for the city."

"That sounds time consuming."

"Well it sort of is. I mentioned it to him, but he's been adamant about having a family life outside of this-" he noticed the look on Katie's face and quickly thought he should explain more. "I'm not asking him to choose this campaign over time with his family, what I'm telling him is that he's going to need to put in a lot more effort now more than ever. With an opponent the public will now have someone to compare him to, and right now from the optics, he's lacking."

"Why are you telling me this?" Alex didn't say anything right away, and Katie could tell from the look of nervousness from his face the answer to that question. "You want me to convince him to focus more of his attention to this campaign."

"I just feel that you're the only one who could at this point. This is a decision he's blatantly refusing, but if you explain-"

"Alex, stop talking." Katie said letting out a sigh, before looking down to the wide eyes of her daughter who stared seemingly hypnotized by the mobile above her. "I'm sorry." she shook her head before looking over to the man. "You're not allowed to ask me this, because it puts me in a position I really don't want to be in, and I'm sure if Oliver even got wind of this conversation, he would fire you, hell, I could fire you." the man seemed to tense at the words. "You knew that right? You don't ask me to suggest to my husband to focus on work, and spend less time with me and his daughter. You need to come up with a better plan, do you understand?"

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