I understand that the last chapter confused some? This chapter may not clear that confusion up entirely but eventually it will all fall into place. Tell me what you guys think of this chaper! Enjoy.

It's been a long time since I came around

Been a long time but I'm back in town

This time I'm not leaving without you

"Fitz." I moaned, as our lips molded into each other's perfectly. I grabbed fistfuls of Fitz's shirt and pulled us impossibly closer. This kiss that we were sharing now was significantly more passionate than the kiss we had shared the last time Fitz had been in my apartment. Fitz gently tugged at my bottom lip with his teeth as he pulled away, our eyes locking, before he bent his head and pasted his smoldering hot lips to my neck.

"I love you Sweet Baby." Fitz murmured. I was ashamed at how easily those simple words wedged their way into my heart and nearly made me falter. Until Fitz, nothing could make me falter. Until Fitz. Jesus Fitz. My mouth opened and closed as Fitz's tongue flickered along the skin of my collarbone.

You taste like whiskey when I kiss you, oh

I'll give anything again to be your baby doll

This time I'm not leaving without you

"I love you too." I gasped as Fitz groped my ass. Fitz left a sharp nip on my neck and I recoiled. "That hurt." I said involuntarily. With every passing second Fitz was growing increasingly aggressive.

"Good, whore." My mouth dropped open and tears slid down my face. Suddenly Fitz had me pinned against the wall once more only…. He wasn't kissing my scars this time. He was ripping off my clothing.

"Fitz stop!" I screamed in panic, my arms failing. Fitz had a fistful of my hair in his fist, pulling back on it with such force that it nearly broke my neck. I froze in fear.

"I would never have stopped the men from raping you. Do you have any idea what Defiance did to me Olivia?" Fits snarled, slamming my head into the wall.

I bolted upright, my breathing labored. My eyes darted around the room, blood roaring in my ears. My heart felt as if it were about to beat out of my chest. It had only been a dream. I let out a shaky breath. It was only a dream. I looked at the clock that I harbored on my nightstand and sighed, sliding back down into my damp sheets. 2:47. Perspiration collected in a thin layer over my body. That was by far one of the worst fucking dreams that I had ever had. I hadn't even noticed the tears that were running down my face. I tried to free myself of them but new ones filled their places. I pulled my sheets up to my chest and began to cry into them.

"Why did this have to happen?" I sobbed.

. . . . . . . . . .

"Are you alright Olivia? You look… off." I heard Rueben ask cautiously. I tore my gaze from the neat white carpet and onto Rueben. No. No I wasn't alright. Dreams turned into nightmares of Fitz and I had been littering my mind every night for the past few weeks now. I was sleep deprived and dolloped with angst. With each passing nightmare I could see Fitz and my 'American Dream' slowly sliding further into oblivion. It almost seemed unrealistic now.

"I'm fine." I answered curtly. Why couldn't I just admit the truth? What was it about the truth that was so hard for me to accept? Maybe it was because I was always lied to in my childhood years. Did I even know what the truth was? It just seemed like the natural thing to do. Lie. What did that woman from the movie that I had watched with Ella one time say again? Oh that's right. Conceal don't feel. Don't let them know. Don't let them know, Olivia. You don't need anybody to survive.

"Are you positive?" I don't know what clicked. Suddenly my hand was covering my mouth as tears streamed down my face.

"No." It came out in a voice that was completely alien to me. Rueben's eyes softened. "No I am not fucking okay." I said slowly, testing the truth. Nothing happened. "I am not saying that my life was perfect before I was raped. It was far from perfect, don't get me wrong, but it was manageable." I tried to stifle the sobs that threatened to escape my lips. "It's been a months since I was raped, I know. I should be getting over this."

"No." Rueben whispered. "You went through a major trauma."

"But I will be tied to this rape epidemic forever now." I said in a hushed tone. Rueben sent me a confused glance.

"It will pass Olivia." Rueben tried.

"No it won't." I countered. Well now they know. Let it go. Let it go Olivia. "I am pregnant." I sobbed. Horror consumed Rueben's face.

"B-but there must be some mistake." Rueben said quickly. "You had a rape kit done."

"Fucking thing apparently didn't work! I don't know what to do Rueben! Just when things were finally beginning to look brighter between me and the man that I am madly in love with this happens!" I cried, gesturing to my stomach. Rueben stared at me with a horror filled expression that was not making me feel any better about my situation.

"You're sure?" Rueben asked, his voice hoarse.

"I am sure." Rueben let out a shaky breath. "And the worst part is that I had the option to terminate it when I went in to confirm. They gave me the option to terminate my baby and I couldn't bring myself to do it." I was now sobbing into my hands. "I couldn't do it." Rueben was at my side a few seconds later, sitting beside me, gently rubbing my back. "I couldn't do it Rueben." I said softly.

. . . . . . . . . .

Rueben tapped his fingers impatiently on the table as he waited anxiously for his party to arrive. Finally they appeared and made their way toward the table. "Rueben." They greeted.

"Charlie. Becky." Rueben greeted back. They slowly slid into the booth beside each other and focused their attention on Rueben.

"How is Olivia?" Charlie asked so nonchalantly it seemed as if he had known Olivia for decades.

"I can't do this anymore."

"You what?" Becky hissed.

"We had a deal Rueben." Charlie whispered in a deadly tone. "You counsel Olivia, we destroy the evidence."

"You didn't destroy the evidence!" Rueben growled. "Olivia is pregnant!"

"She's what?" Charlie asked, the color draining from his face.

"Charlie! I told you that I had no idea what the fuck I was doing when you told me to perform the rape kit!" Becky proclaimed.

"Everyone calm the fuck down." Charlie ordered, the table comments slowly dying down. "Who does the baby belong to?" Charlie asked.

"How the fuck would I know that?" Rueben answered.

"Well Ruben, you fucked her first." Becky pointed out.

"Don't fucking talk about that." Rueben snapped, looking down at his bandaged throbbing hand. Images of Olivia's teeth penetrating the flesh of his hand flashed throughout his mind and Rueben shook his head trying to rid himself of the memories of that night. I am so sorry Olivia. I didn't mean to do it. I didn't know what we were going to do that night. John and I had had a fight. I was drunk They put something in my drink. Rueben whispered over and over in his mind. "I can't handle it anymore. I need to tell her." Rueben murmured. In a second Charlie had a gun poised at Rueben's crotch under the table.

Rueben gritted his teeth. "Take some time to think about what you are saying before you say it Rueben." Charlie warned. "It's not my fault that you are the one that fucked Olivia."

"You drugged me!" Rueben hissed. Charlie shrugged.

"Mention one thing to Olivia about our involvement in the rape and I will personally hunt you down and kill you. Slowly." Charlie threatened. "If they find out that you are the father boo fucking hoo. At least I had the indecency to wear a condom."

"You weren't filled with drugs." Rueben spat. Charlie pushed his gun into Rueben's crotch.

"Am I clear?" Charlie asked. A long uneasy silence passed between Becky, Charlie, and Rueben before Rueben finally nodded. "Good." Charlie smiled, pulling his gun away from Rueben's crotch. "Glad to hear that we are on the same page here. Now that we have this all cleared up we really must be going. B-613 matters to attend. You have roughly 6 or 7 more months before things start to become real. Better get married quick." Charlie laughed, sliding out of the booth with Becky, leaving Rueben to suffer over his regrets of that night alone.