The alarm on Fitz's phone resounded through the small room once again. It was the morning after Thanksgiving. A quarter past four in the morning to be exact and Olivia and Fitz were dead to the world. They had just fallen asleep less than an hour ago after expressing just how thankful they were for each other. What they failed to remember during their tryst were their plans to wake up early so they could go Black Friday shopping. Olivia, again, was the first to hear and be woken up by the annoying sound.

She groaned and tiredly shoved his arm. "Hit snooze."

Fitz expelled an annoyed sigh. Olivia was the one who told him to set the damn alarm in the first place. His voice was gruff and groggy, "I hit it five times already."

With his eyes still closed, he blindly reached for his phone. Even if they were open he still wouldn't have been able to see it due to the darkness that overshadowed Olivia's bedroom.

"Well hit it again." She grumbled and turned on her side, facing away from him.

"You wanting me to keep hitting it is the reason the both of us are so tired. You're insatiable."

Olivia scoffed, "I know you're not talking. You wanted to stay up all night having sex just as much as I did."

"And I enjoyed every minute of it."

They would be the couple who banter while half asleep at twilight. Fitz finally located his phone and through squinted eyelids, pressed snooze. Relieved, he dropped the device. Where? Hell if he knew and at the moment could care less. He knew he'd regret it later, but for now his only concern was getting as much sleep as he possibly could in the time span of eight minutes. Those eight minutes were just about up. He and Olivia had a mere ten seconds left before they were disturbed. Five...Four...Three...Two...One...

Just as Fitz's alarm went off again, four swift knocks came from Olivia's front door. Now the couple was fully awake and on high alert.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Who the fuck is banging on my door at four o'clock in the morning?"

Olivia was seething. To say she was pissed would be an understatement. She snatched a random discarded T-shirt off the floor and pulled it over her body. By the size and the way it easily swallowed her, the shirt obviously was one of Fitz's she probably stole from him. While she did that, Fitz sifted through the messy sheets in search of his phone.

"Would you turn that damn thing off!"

"I'm trying!" Fitz snapped back at her.

Olivia huffed and stomped out of the room. Her irrational side wanted to fling the door open and give whoever was knocking on her door a piece of her mind. Her rational side advised her to check the peephole first. She did and who she saw on the other side of it was worse than any serial killer. It was her sister. Panic immediately set in. Olivia didn't know what to do. Too many thoughts were going through her head. Too many to try and make sense of with no time. She was left with no choice. All she could do was operate on pure instinct and pray things turned out in her favor.

She quickly dashed to her room to find Fitz back in bed. His phone was no longer going off.

"Fitz." She whispered his name softly to avoid startling him. When he didn't respond, she amped it up a notch and by a notch, she snatched the covers off him and yelled his name loud of enough to disturb his rest, but quiet enough for her sister not to hear. "Fitz!" That seemed to do the trick.

"What the hell, Liv?!"

He sat up in bed. Fire blazed in his eyes. How he looked was how she felt.

"You need to hide." Olivia said.

She was rushing around her room, picking up his discarded clothing and throwing them into his overnight bag. Anything that belonged to him or at least looked like it belonged to him, she threw in his bag. She had to erase his presence within a matter of seconds.

"What? Why?"

His face scrunched in confusion.

"Because Gabriella is waiting outside my door. She can't know you're here."

Olivia scanned the room to make sure she got everything that belonged to Fitz. She only left the sweater, khakis, and boxers he wore the night before so he could get dressed. Satisfied, she hid the bag under piles of clothes, shoes, and other junk in her closet. A naked Fitz remained in the same spot, which didn't help improve Olivia's mood at all.

"What are you doing?" She tossed him his clothes. "Get dressed."

Fitz complied, not silently though.

"I don't see why I have to hide. I know this is not how we originally planned on telling her but the opportunity kind of presented itself, don't you think? Why not just get it over with now?"

Olivia wasn't really paying him much attention. How could she when she was spraying the room and her bed linen with perfume. She didn't understand why he felt the need to wear cologne the previous day. Soap worked just fine.

"I'm not prepared to tell her right now. We had an agreement. We wait until after the holidays are over. If I tell her now, my favorite time of year will be ruined. I'm not ready, Fitz. Please just hide. Please."

Fitz wanted to further argue his case. He did, but the look on her face... she looked terrified and a second away from having a total meltdown. He asked her to give him a chance. Although he asked one thing of her, that one thing was a lot to ask for. He owed her. Anything she asked of him paled into comparison to what he asked of her. Although he didn't want to, he conceded.

"Where am I supposed to hide?" He asked.

Olivia thought of and looked around for potential hiding places. He couldn't hide in her closet, it was too small and stocked with an abundant amount of her belongings. He couldn't hide in the bathroom, what if Gabriella had to use it? He couldn't hide in the kitchen, what if Gabriella wanted a refreshment. She could try to distract Gabriella while he snuck out but how? The gap between her bed and carpeted floor caught her attention. A light bulb went off in her head. Fitz could hide underneath her bed. The gap wasn't that big but it was wide enough for him to slip under. It would be tight, but he could manage. He would have to. She just hoped he wasn't claustrophobic.

"Hide underneath the bed."

Fitz looked at the gap. He wasn't as optimistic as she was, however, he obliged. In the process, he was trying to figure out why he fell for such a freakishly small woman. What he did for love. Whoa...

Olivia draped her covers over the end of the bed to shield whatever part of Fitz was showing. There wasn't but it didn't hurt to be extra cautious. Forgetting that she was wearing Fitz's T-shirt, Olivia opened the door.

"It's about damn time." Gabriella said, breezing passed her sister. "What took you so long." She shrugged off her coat and hung it up before making herself comfortable on the couch.

"What you'd expect? It's four a.m. and I was in a deep sleep. What are you doing here at this ungodly hour anyway?" Olivia questioned, sitting next to her.

"I want to go Black Friday shopping and I'm taking you with me. Get ready so we can go."

Olivia sighed, "Gabs, you should've called first before showing up here."

"Why? Was I interrupting something?"

"Yes, my beauty sleep. I really need it. I have a lot of things to do today and I don't have time to go shopping."

Gabriella's face fell, "Oh. I was really looking forward to spending the day with you."

This was her way of guilt tripping Olivia, which would've worked had Fitz not been there.

"I'm sorry. You should've told me last night. I would've tried to rearrange some things around or even cancel them."

"I understand." Gabriella stood up. "I didn't know I had to make an appointment to hang out with my own sister."

Olivia stood up too, feeling bad.

"Stop that. You know you don't have to make an appointment to see me. It's just that I'm gonna be really busy these next few weeks and I'm not gonna have as much time as usually do."

"I know and I'm sorry for just barging in on you like this."

Olivia helped her put her coat back on. She thought she was in the clear. She was almost there... almost. Unfortunately, she couldn't get much passed her sister these days.

Gabriella turned to Olivia and pointed to the shirt she was wearing, "Hey, where'd you get that shirt from? It looks familiar."

THE SHIRT! Fitz's shirt. Olivia was freaking out on the inside, however, she did her best to remain as cool as a cucumber on the out. She glanced down at the worn garment. It was burgundy and had the Redskins logo on the front of it. Think, think, think. She chanted the mantra in her head as she tried to come up with something convincing to tell her sister.

"It was a gift."

"From who? It looks a lot like the one Fitz used to have. He was a huge Redskins fan, ya know."

There was pride in her voice. As subtle as it was, Olivia could hear it. She knew all of Fitz's favorite sport teams and everything else he liked. She was almost tempted to just come clean. Gabriella and her remarks were starting to become intolerable.

"Huh, I didn't know that. I guess that's something we have in common. I'm a Redskins fan too." Olivia fibbed.

She knew that the Redskins were a professional football team thanks to Fitz. She even watched a couple games with him but she wouldn't exactly consider herself a fan.

Gabriella eyed the shirt. "It's really big on you." She noted.

"It belonged to Edison." Her ex-boyfriend. "He used to like the Redskins too. Although I wasn't a huge sports fan, I liked wearing this shirt because it's comfortable so he gave it to me as a parting gift when we broke up."

Now she was just pulling shit out of her ass. It made sense. Gabriella couldn't find a single flaw in Olivia's explanation. That didn't mean she believed her though. Something was going on with her sister and she was going to use this opportunity to try to find out what it was. Part of the reason she showed up to her place unannounced before dawn was to catch her sister off guard.

"Ah, well I should get going before the stores get too crowded."

Olivia was ready and eager for her to leave. However, Gabriella had another thing in mind.

"Liv, I was meaning to ask you before I go, can I borrow those nude heels you wore last night. I bought this cute black dress that they would go perfect with. Michael has an important business dinner tonight and asked me to accompany him to it so you already know I have to look my best."

As challenging as it was, Olivia stopped herself from rolling her eyes. It took all of her self-control and a little bit of discipline but it was done... or wasn't done?

"Uh... sure. I'll get them for you."

She walked passed Gabriella to her room. Little did she know Gabriella was following her until she heard her sister's voice behind her. Olivia, who was searching for her heels in her closet, jumped. A hand clutched her chest.

"Jesus! You scared me."

Gabriella giggled at her reaction as she plopped on the bed. Fitz winced, managing to suppress a painful groan as the bed caved in on his back under Gabriella's weight. "Sorry. Damn Liv, how much stuff do you have in that little ass closet?"

"You'd be surprised how much stuff fits in here."

Silence fell upon them. The only sound being made came from Olivia sifting through her messy closet. Things were going good. Gabriella had her suspicions, but there was no proof to confirm them. That was until a heavy breathing, close to light snoring sound came from underneath the bed. If Olivia heard it, there was no doubt Gabriella heard it too.

"What's that noise?" She asked, looking around the room, trying to locate where it was coming from.

"Um..." Thinking quickly. "That's the vent. Sometimes it makes that noise."

"Oh." She seemed to buy it. "You should have someone look at that. I'll ask Mic-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Olivia held up her heels victoriously as if she was a pirate who had finally found buried treasure.

"Found them!"

Olivia quickly made her way over to the bed where Gabriella was sitting. She handed her sister the heels and used that moment to nudge Fitz awake with her foot. He would be receiving an earful about that once Gabriella left.

"Thanks. Michael is gonna have a hard time resisting me once he sees me in these and my dress." Gabriella stated.

"Are you two okay? I'm only asking because you guys seemed a little... distant last night." Olivia asked genuinely.

"We're... we've kind of hit a rough patch but we're trying to work passed it." She admitted.

"The strain in your marriage wouldn't have anything to do with Fitz, would it?"

Olivia usually didn't like talking about Fitz with her sister, but since he was hiding underneath the bed, listening to their conversation... why not, right?

"Actually yes, it has everything to do with Fitz. Michael got mad because we ran into him at the fair as if I planned that. He's been really jealous lately and it's annoying."

"Are you giving him a reason to act that way? I mean he's a reasonable man or at least that's how he seems."

"No, I haven't given him a reason to be jealous. I saw Fitz twice, both times Michael was with me. I don't come home all kind of late hours in the night. I don't wait until I go in the other room to answer phone calls. I don't turn my phone away from him when I'm texting. I don't do anything to make him suspect I'm cheating on him."

She made valid points.

"I don't think he thinks you're cheating on him. I think he just thinks you have feelings for your ex which you do. The way you act around Fitz is probably the reason Michael feels the way he does."

"And how do I act around Fitz?" Gabriella was now in defensive mode.

Olivia ignored her attitude, "You... try too hard to get his attention."

"Oh and you don't." She fired back.

"Excuse me? What do you mean by that?"

"You tell me, Olivia. "

"I'm not the one who said it, you were."

From his place underneath the bed, Fitz could tell the conversation took a left turn and was getting heated. Knowing both women well, neither of them were willing to back down. He wanted to crawl from underneath the bed and settle this once and for all, but he knew he'd lose Olivia if he did that.

"I only act that way around him because you hog all of his attention. Tell me something Olivia, what's going on between you and him?"

This was it. This was the moment. Fitz's heart was rapidly slamming against his chest. He wouldn't be surprised if it ended being bruised.

Olivia laughed dryly, "You're his married ex-wife. Talking to me is less awkward for him than it is talking to you especially when your husband is around. That's why he talks to me more. He doesn't want to disrespect you, your husband, or your marriage."

"He told you that?"

She shook her head no, "He didn't have to. It's obvious. Fitz becomes uncomfortable and Michael becomes super possessive of you."

"So... nothing's going on between you and my ex? You guys never hooked up or anything?"

Fitz was disappointed and annoyed that Olivia blew her first chance to come clean. She was given a second one and he thought she would just give in and tell her sister the truth. Wishful thinking. At this point, Fitz was fuming. Pissed, wasn't the word to describe how he felt.

"Are you sure?"

"Am I sure I didn't hook up with Fitz? Yes, I'm positive."

Strike three! She's out! She struck out three times and Fitz was seething.

"Well… I asked." Gabriella offered Olivia a small smile. "Thanks for being honest with me. I'm sorry for accusing you of such a thing. I know you. I know you'd never betray me like that."

Olivia nodded. She was already in a hole, if she said anything else she'd only dig herself deeper in it.

"Alright, I should get out of here." Gabriella stood to her feet, holding up the heels. "Thanks for letting me borrow these. I'll return them probably sometime tomorrow." Olivia walked her to the door. Before she left she gave Olivia hug. "I'll talk to you later. Love you."

Olivia hugged her. "Love you too, Gabs."

They released each other and with a wave, Gabriella headed out. Olivia leaned against the closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Phew. Despite the grin on her face, guilt plagued her heart. She hated herself for lying straight to her sister's face, but she felt like she had no other choice. Plus, she didn't want her to find out that way.

Olivia pushed off the door and went back to her room to go back to sleep. When she entered the room, she didn't expect to see Fitz putting on his shoes. His overnight bag was no longer hidden underneath a pile of her belongings. It was on the floor next to him, stuffed to full capacity.

"Why are you putting on your shoes?" She was met by silence. "Fitz?"

Olivia walked over to where he was sitting on the side of the bed he slept on. She touched his shoulder and was taken aback when he flinched away from her.

"Don't touch me." He snarled at her, standing back up and facing her. His eyes were dark and gray and watery, as if she was staring at rainy day through a glass window.

Her mouth hung open. She didn't know how to react to him. She never saw him upset or even mad. Fitz, her Fitz, the Fitz she'd come to know, and grew accustomed to was always high-spirited even when he wasn't in the mood to be.

"Fit-"

He spoke low. His voice was calm yet had an edge to it.

"Three times… she asked you three times if we were involved and all three times you lied to her. She gave you three chances to tell her about us and you didn't. You made it seem like she was being paranoid."

Olivia opened her mouth to respond to him, but he spoke before she could.

"Are you even planning on telling her. Is this… (motioning between them) ...real to you? Are we serious or are we just a fling? I need to know, Liv. I need to know if I'm wasting my time or not."

"You're not wasting your time, Fitz." Olivia said quickly before her could cut her off again.

Fitz sighed. He wasn't convinced. She knew it too. With caution, she approached him until she was standing directly in front of him, looking up at him. His eyes looked so sad and she hated herself more because she was the reason for the sadness in them. Olivia slowly reached her hands out, giving him time to react. Fitz didn't move. He let Olivia wrap her arms around his midsection. His arms remained at his side. Hugging wasn't going to solve the problem. He wasn't going to give in that easily either. Not this time.

"You're not." She stated confidently. "I… I'm sorry for not telling Gabriella the truth and making you feel like I'm not serious about you… us. I really care about you, Fitz, you know that. You know I want to be with you."

"In private, behind closed doors, where no one can see us. You want to be with me as long as we're discreet, right?"

"That's not true. We've been in public together. You're parents and friends know about us. Abby knows about us. It's not like we're a complete secret."

Fitz rolled his eyes. That wasn't what he meant and he knew she knew what he did mean.

"But your family doesn't know."

Olivia sighed and rolled her eyes. Now she was getting annoyed with him.

"How many times do we have to go over this… we'll tell them after the holidays."

Fitz combed his fingers through his unruly curls.

"That's not the point, the point is you made telling them a lot harder than what it was supposed to be, Olivia. You were already dragging your feet but now you just made it more difficult. Do you realize that?"

Olivia nodded, admitting her wrong. "I do and I am so sorry, Fitz."

He exhaled whatever anger he had left and he finally wound his arms around her. "I know and I'm sorry too for overreacting. I just-"

Olivia held up her hand, stopping him. She didn't need an explanation. She knew. "I know."

For the first time that early morning, Fitz grinned. There he was. Her Fitz was back. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

When their lips disconnected, Olivia suggested they ditch Black Friday shopping and go back to sleep. Fitz didn't oppose to that. His eyes were eager to get reacquainted with the back of his eyelids.

It was finally December! The busiest time of year and Olivia's favorite time of year despite working extra long hours and putting unnecessary dents in her wallet, purchasing presents for her loved ones. Her photography studio was booked with appointments. Business was always good around this time to say the least and she couldn't be happier.

She had only one problem and that was finding a Santa Claus. She needed someone, preferably an older gentleman to dress up as Santa and take pictures with the children. This would be the first year she did that since opening her business and she wanted it to be special. She was currently expressing this to Abby, Fitz's mom, and Leo's wife while they decorated the Christmas tree in the living room at Fitz's parents' house. Fitz, Jerry, and Leo were putting on their coats to head outside and hang up the lights when Julianna figured out a way to help Olivia.

"Jerry will do it!" She announced, causing Jerry to halt. His head snapped in their direction.

Olivia looked between the older couple and asked, "He will?"

"I will?" Jerry asked, approaching them.

Julianna regarded her husband with a sweet smile, "You will." Turning back to Olivia, "There, you have a Santa Claus. It's handled."

Olivia hugged her. "Thank you." When they pulled apart, she glanced over at Fitz who was teasing his father. A thought crossed her mind and mischievous smile formed on her face. "I just thought of a great idea to go with yours… Fitz will be Santa's helper."

Fitz abruptly stopped his teasing. The smirk on his face quickly turned into a frown. He turned to Olivia.

"I will?"

"You will." Olivia confirmed with a nod.

Leo slung his arm over Fitz's shoulder and stated through his laughter, "He will."

Julia interjected, addressing her husband, "Leo, why are you laughing? So will you."

His smile disappeared immediately. He knew he should've kept quiet.

He gulped, "I will?"

Julia nodded, "You will."

Fitz smiled at Leo, throwing his arm overtop his friend's, "He will."

Big Jerry walked up behind them and pulled both of them by the collar of their coats. "Let's go before they volunteer us to dress up as the Easter bunny and decorative eggs next."

Both Fitz and Leo eagerly raced behind Jerry, shoving each other out of the way, while the women laughed at their expense.

"Those guys are crazy, are you sure you want them to help you?" Julia questioned Olivia.

"No, but they're all I have plus their services are free."

The four women shared a laugh.

"This is bullshit." Fitz grumbled, earning him a smack to the back of his head. "Ow."

"Language." His father admonished, standing beside him.

The two of them were untangling the lights. Leo was on the room with the set of lights given to him.

"Sorry but you know it is. Why did Liv have to open her big, perfect mouth? We're gonna look like idiots."

Jerry shrugged, unbothered. "Eh, I don't know I kinda like the idea of being Santa Claus. Besides, it's you two that are gonna look like idiots. My face will be mostly covered by a long thick beard."

Leo shouted down to them from the roof, "I'm with Fitz!"

"Leo, worry about not falling off the roof!" Jerry called up to him.

Leo rolled his eyes and muttered a low, "Whatever."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he slipped on a slick part of the roof. He slid down the roof with his arm flailing, yelling at the top of his lungs. Had it not been for the gutter, he would've surely fell off the roof and possibly to his death if he landed wrong. He knocked the ladder, he climbed up on, over. It fell to the ground, making a loud clatter sound. It was loud enough for the women to hear from inside because less than a minute later, they were outside investigating.

"What happened?" Julianna asked the question that was on her and the other women's minds.

"Leo slipped and almost fell off the roof." Jerry explained.

Fitz was doubled over, laughing his ass off. He was that friend, the kind who laughed first and checked to see if his friend was okay second. He seemed to be the only one who found humor in the situation because no one else was laughing. In fact, the others were glaring at him while Leo cried out for help.

"Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the Third, pick that ladder up this minute so Leo can come down." Julianna commanded sternly. Fitz gulped. The look on his mom's face was enough to put the fear of God in him.

He cleared his throat. "Yes ma'am."

Fitz did what he was told and even held the ladder steady while Leo climbed down it.

"You're an asshole, you know that?" Leo told Fitz low enough so only he could hear him.

"I have my moments. I'll tell you what… I'll put the lights on the roof when we come back out since I was a dick for laughing at you." Fitz clapped him on the back as the two of them followed the others into the house for a ten minute break.

Fitz stayed true to his word. When they went back outside, Fitz and Leo swapped tasks. Leo even got back at Fitz by removing the ladder away from the roof so he couldn't get down. Of course the women had to once again intervene. Jerry didn't even bother reprimanding them when Fitz finally came down and tackled Leo to the snow covered ground. He let them make jackasses of themselves as they wrestled on the front lawn and escorted the women inside. The five of them sat in the living room, sipping on mugs of hot chocolate, and conversed.

"Fitz, get out here right now!" Olivia demanded through the locked door, jiggling the handle.

"No!" Fitz refused defiantly.

Julia decided to give it a shot. "Leo, get your ass out here!"

"You can't make me!"

Olivia sighed in frustration. She couldn't believe two grown men were acting like a pair of little boys. She hated to threaten Fitz, but if threatening him was the only way to get him to come out then so be it.

"Fitz, if you don't come out here right now you better be prepared to get acquainted with your left hand for the next month."

There.

"Livvie…" He whined. "I look ridiculous."

"I highly doubt that, babe. You're too handsome to look ridiculous. You look great in anything…. and nothing."

Fitz appreciated the compliment, but he wasn't quite convinced. However, he did slightly crack the door open and poked his head out of it. He needed to see her face to gauge whether or not she was being honest.

"You're just saying that to get me to come out."

Olivia shook her head, "No I'm not, I promise."

With a sigh, Fitz reluctantly opened the door fully, revealing his whole body. He felt like a moron standing there in an a green and red elf costume. He even wore the pointy ears. Olivia fought hard to stifle a laugh. Fitz could see her struggle.

"I knew it! You tricked me! That's it, I'm not going out there."

He turned to lock himself back in Olivia's office which he used to change in. Leo was locked in the bathroom directly across from them. Olivia reached out and grabbed onto his arm, effectively stopping him.

"No, don't please. Fitz, you look fine I swear." She turned to Julia for help. "Right?"

Julia played along even though she thought he did in fact look ridiculous.

"Yeah. Fitz, seriously you look fine." She turned back to the bathroom door. "Leo, Liv got Fitz to come out now it's your turn!"

"That's because he's pussy-whipped!"

"Fuck you!" Fitz yelled to him as he leaned against the wall with his arms folded, sulking.

"You're not my type!"

"Leo, I'm gonna give you to the count of three to get out here. If you're not out here by the time I get to three, so help me God, you will die with blue balls and I will remove all the lotion and baby oil in the house because if you even think about starting anything with me, you'll be starting a fire." She began the countdown. "O-"

Leo was out the bathroom before she could get to one. He knew his wife didn't make empty threats and he didn't want her threat to become a fact, so he sucked up what little pride he had left and joined the others.

"Now who's pussy-whipped?" Fitz laughed. "You look ridiculous."

"Shut up!" All three of them yelled at him in unison.

Fitz muttered something under his breath. Just then Big Jerry walked in, dressed in his full Santa costume.

"What's taking you guys so long? Abby's opening the doors right now."

Olivia checked the time on her phone. It was time to open the studio.

"Sorry for the wait, your son and his friend weren't very cooperative." Olivia snitched.

Fitz glared at her.

"Fitzgerald, Olivia is doing a wonderful thing for the children in the community. Today is going to be a stressful day, the least you could do is not make it any more stressful than it needs to be for her. I don't want to hear about you giving her a hard time again because if I do I'm going to deck your halls."

"That doesn't sound very Christian like." Was Fitz's response.

Big Jerry advanced towards him and he quickly moved behind Olivia. She would surely protect him.

"Liv, you have my permission to hurt him if he acts up." Big Jerry said, winking at her before he left.

As soon as he got to the front, the very large crowd cheered.

"Alright guys, it's showtime." Julia told Leo and Fitz.

They both groaned and followed their ladies to the front of the establishment where the studio was turned into the North Pole.

Fitz and Leo killed it as Santa very tall elves. The crowd loved them. They were their regular goofy selves who kept the customers thoroughly entertained. They sang holiday jingles and got everyone to sing along with them. Young children laughed hysterically at their silliness. They truly were a riot and made the experience for all of the families who showed up a memorable one. Literally. They took more photos with the families than Santa did.

Today was a successful day, to put it simply. Everything went well. Things ran smoothly. Everyone had a good time and Olivia owed it all to the wonderful people in her life. She couldn't have been more grateful for Fitz, his family, and their friends. Even his mom dressed up as Mrs. Claus and handed out complimentary goodies she baked for the customers.

Olivia hadn't told her family about today because she didn't want them showing up. She even picked this particular day because she knew they were all going to be too busy to stop by.

Fitz collapsed on the couch next to her with a tired sigh. He was relieved he no longer had to be clad in that ridiculous costume that made him feel more like a peppermint than an elf. He now wore a gray long sleeved shirt and black pajama bottoms. Olivia turned and smiled at him. She was so proud of the performance he and Leo put on earlier. It exceeded her expectations which were low. She was especially proud of the way he respectfully shut down every single woman who tried to flirt with him and there were a lot, but Fitz made it clear to all of them that he was taken. That didn't stop some of them from slipping him their number. He accepted them to be polite, but later on threw them away.

"What?" Fitz asked her, smiling back at her.

"Have I told you how amazing you are and how lucky I am to call you mine?"

Fitz grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it. "I'm the lucky one." He replied simply.

"You were so good with all of those kids earlier. I was deeply impressed."

"What can I say, kids love me."

Olivia nodded in agreement, "That they do especially Kyle. He adores you."

"And I adore him."

"Hey, what about me?" She pouted.

Fitz rolled his eyes playfully. She was so needy sometimes. "I adore you too."

Her eyes narrowed at him. She was not convinced and he made no effort to try and convince her. Fitz blew out a breath and rolled his eyes again. She was such a spoiled brat, but she was his spoiled brat who he knew for certain now he loved.

"Olivia, my dear, I adore you more than anything. You make a rainbow look like a natural disaster and a unicorn look like a big scary monster."

His words were supposed to come out sarcastic, but he actually meant each and every one of them. Olivia giggled, believing him this time.

"That is the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me… odd but sweet."

"You know what else is sweet?" He asked, flashing her a cheeky smile that coaxed a laugh out of her.

"You're shameless." She stated, hiding her beautiful smile behind her hand.

"No, I'm horny." He told her matter-of-factly.

"Welp..." She started, standing to her feet, using his knee for leverage. "...that sounds like a personal problem."

Before she could take a step, Fitz pulled her back down on his lap. She could feel his arousal through his cotton pants and hear it in his voice as he whispered in her ear.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I told you that was a personal problem."

She attempted to stand back up, but he kept her in place.

"A personal problem I need you to help me fix."

"You don't technically need me to solve your little problem."

She looked down at the large bulge in his pants and bit her lip.

"One, my problem isn't little and two, yes I do."

She was playing hard to get. That was fine. He'd let her. Her little game wasn't gonna last long though. He knew where her weak spot was and immediately started attacking it with his lips.

"Oh…" Olivia moaned.

Her hands were now gripping the short curls on the back of his head.

"You like that?"

"Mhmm…" She hummed.

Fitz smirked against her warm skin. He had her right where he wanted her.

Saturday nights were reserved for their weekly game night. It had only been two weeks since they started game night, but it was something they all knew was going to last a while if their personal lives didn't go to shit. The first game night was held at Leo's house since it was his wife's idea. Fitz hosted the second one at his place. Olivia wanted to host the one tonight at her apartment, but Fitz and Abby refused to let that happen, claiming it was way too small to fit all of them in it. They in return received the finger. Because her request to have game night at her place got denied, Fitz and Leo decided to rotate Saturdays. Tonight was Leo and Julia's night to host again.

Currently they were playing a trivia game. They were broken up into teams of two. Fitz and Leo were obviously paired with their ladies and Abby was paired with her date, Stephen Finch. He seemed like the perfect match for her, at least that's what Olivia thought. Although she'd only known him for an hour, she really liked him… for her friend that was. She liked how well he treated Abby. He was such a gentleman and he fit right in with them. He didn't mind joking with them even if he was the joke. He also didn't try to be someone he wasn't in order to gain their approval. He was simply himself and for that they easily accepted him in their inner circle.

"Okay Fitz, it's your turn." Abby stated, picking up a card with a question handwritten on it. "You ready?"

Fitz clapped his hands and rubbed them together. He leaned forward on the armrest he was sitting on. He was in game mode. .

"Hit me."

The objective of the game they were playing was to answer as many questions about their significant other correctly. If they did, they were given a point. They called it "Our Relationship's in Jeopardy". So far Leo and Julia were in the lead with five points. No surprises there. Olivia and Fitz were in second place with three points. That meant Abby and Stephen were in dead last which was expected since they'd only known each other for a couple of weeks. The other couples had them at a disadvantage.

Abby cleared her throat.

"What is Olivia's favorite television show?"

"You better get this right if you don't want to sleep alone tonight?" Olivia threatened.

Fitz gulped. He was screwed. Shit.

They were losing because of him. How could he not know what her favorite season was. Clearly it was winter. Her favorite holiday was a few weeks away for fuck's sake! He had the nerve to say autumn. He also didn't know how she preferred to sleep. He said she liked to sleep on her side when she usually slept on her stomach.

Okay, what's her favorite show? Damn, she watches like a million shows. How the hell am I supposed to know which one is her absolute favorite? Come on Fitz, think! Uh...Insecure? Nah, she definitely loves it though. Um...The Chi? Nope but still in her top ten... Smilf...Shameless...Power...Orange is the New Black...The Office...Suits...The Nanny...Atlanta…Teen Mom 2...Chrisley Knows Best...The Golden Girls...The Have and Have Nots...The Walking Dead...Brooklyn Nine-Nine...Black-ish...Basketball Wives...Family Feud...Ellen...

Wait did that count?

He was mentally going down the long list of TV shows he knew Olivia watched.

Come on. Think!

"Time's almost up." Leo sang happily before he started the countdown. "Five...four…"

"Uhhh…uh…" Fitz stuttered.

"Three...two...o-"

"WILL AND GRACE!" He called out at the last second. Literally.

"That's right!" Abby informed him.

Fitz blew a relieved breath out and leaned back on the armrest of the chair he was sitting on. Olivia threw her arm over his right leg and smiled up at him.

"Alright, bonus question. You want to answer it or pass?"

He thought for a second before making his decision.

"I'll pa-"

"He'll answer it." Olivia answered for him.

He shot her a look that she ignored.

"Okay Fitz, name or describe two of Olivia's favorite Will and Grace episodes."

Surprisingly he knew this one. How? Because not only had she watched certain ones a million times over, she made him watched them as well.

"The episode where Grace buys that water bra and the second live episode. She also likes that scene in the episode where Will and Grace flip houses."

"Correct." Stephen announced.

Abby rolled her eyes and scoffed, "Ugh she made you watch that show too?"

"Unfortunately. Twice." Fitz responded, earning an elbow to his ribcage.

He winced, but continued rubbing Olivia's arms.

"Lucky, she made me binge watch the entire series three times."

Olivia decided now was the perfect time to intervene in the conversation and defend herself.

"I don't know why either of you are complaining, you both know you enjoyed every episode."

"Yeah when we watched them for the first time. Everytime after that was... meh." Abby told her with no remorse.

"Whatever." Olivia dismissed her with a wave of her hand. "It's your turn anyway."

Fitz leaned forward to pick up a card off the coffee table and read the question written on it for Stephen.

"Stephen, this question is for you. You ready?"

"Ready mate." He said.

"What was the name of the cat Abby had when she was a child? Abby you had a cat?"

Olivia cut her off before she could answer him.

"Yep, she had this fat Garfield looking cat whose fur matched her hair."

"First of all, my hair's red, his fur was orange and second of all, you're a bitch." Abby teased.

"Oh name calling, that's a point off." Leo said, using a pen to scratch out their only point, leaving them with zero.

"What? Since When?"

"Since now." Leo smirked.

"You can't just make up rules on the fly." Abby protested.

Her competitiveness was starting to make an appearance and Olivia was loving it.

"There are no rules stating that I can't make up rules as we go along so actually I can."

Checkmate. He had her there and even Abby couldn't deny that. Still, she wanted to slap the smug grin he had on his face right off.

"Whatever, let's just keep playing." She grumbled.

At the end of the game, points were tallied and The Bergens had more tally marks than the other two teams. Not a shocker. Olivia and Fitz caught up to them, but not enough to tie with or pass them. Abby and Stephen… well let's just say they never got back that point they had taken away from them. In fact, they never got any point other than that one they lost. It didn't matter to them though. They still had a lot to learn about each other and this game definitely helped with that.

Now, they were playing relay pictionary. Again they were split into teams. The same teams. The teams would go one at a time. One player would pick up a card and draw whatever it said on a large easel pad. If their teammate guessed what the picture was correctly, they handed the marker off to their teammate and their teammate would do they same and so on and so forth.

In this game, Olivia and Fitz were the ones who were in the lead. It helped that Fitz could draw really well and so could Olivia, not as well as him, but he could easily make out her drawings. In second place were Leo and Julia. They couldn't exactly draw, but they had a two year old who loved to draw pictures, so they had some experience in interpreting distorted pictures. Abby and Stephen should've just quitted because they had absolutely no chance of getting ahead. Abby couldn't draw a blank if she tried. Stephen was actually a decent drawer. Too bad his partner completely sucked at the game and was the reason they were so far behind the other teams.

By lap four, they were all winded and needed a break. They decided to take ten. That would be plenty of time for them to refresh, use the bathroom, stretch, or do whatever they needed before it was game time again.

Fitz patted his pants while looking around the room. He appeared to have lost something and was in the process of trying to find it.

"Hey babe, do you know where my phone is?" He asked Olivia, who was munching on pretzels as she scrolled through her Facebook feed.

"No. Did you even bring it with you? I don't remember seeing it."

He checked in between and under the chair's cushion with no help from Olivia. Standing up with a huff, Fitz put his hands on his hips and thought out loud.

"Where did I put that damn phone?"

"You probably just forgot it at home. You do that a lot." Olivia stated.

Fitz looked down at her and said sarcastically, "Thanks."

Olivia nodded and stood up to stretch.

"I'm gonna go check the car. Maybe it's in there." He told her. "Wanna come with me?"

"Why in the hell would I go out in the freezing cold to help you search for your phone?"

"Because we won't actually be in the freezing cold, we'll be in my car with the heat blasting while we look for my phone which I need on me at all times in case of an emergency."

He flashed her that charming smile he knew she couldn't resist. Damn him, his good looks, and his parents for giving them to him.

Olivia sucked her teeth. She much rather go in the kitchen where the others were and join in on the conversations, but instead she grabbed her long puffy coat and followed her man outside to his car. As usual, he opened the door for her and helped her into his car before going around to the driver's side and getting in. He immediately cranked the heat all the way up and turned the radio on, keeping the volume on low. It took a few minutes for the car to warm up and when it did, they let out soothing sighs.

"Ahh, that's better." Fitz said as he adjusted the vents.

Olivia looked for his phone in every compartment she could find in his car.

"I don't see your phone anywhere." She told him. "Let me just call it. It probably fell underneath on of our seats."

She pulled out her phone. However, before she could call his phone, he snatched hers out of her hand.

"Hey!"

She looked over at his guilty face.

"I have a confession to make…We didn't come out here to look for my phone. I just wanted a minute alone with you away from the others."

"Wait what? Why?"

She was beyond confused. His behavior made her want to scratch her head.

"So I can do this."

He brought his left hand up to cup her cheek and leaned over the console to give her a proper kiss, something he'd been wanting to do all night. After a minute, he slowly pulled back. Their lips unfused as he did. Resting his forehead against hers, he stared into her beautiful brown eyes and smiled his perfect smile.

"Hi."

She blushed and smiled back at him, shyly.

"Hi."

Olivia bit her lip as butterflies filled her stomach. Fitz was the only man who could generate such a reaction from her. He made her nervous in the most amazing way. Fitz's eyes averted to her lips and a groan passed through his. He felt himself get stiff.

"Olivia." He warned.

Olivia batted her eyelashes. Her bottom lip still tucked between her teeth.

"What?" She asked innocently.

"Fuck it."

Fitz recaptured her lips, pulling her bottom one from its confinement, replacing it with his tongue. Both of his hands cupped her face while her hands gripped the sides of his sweater. It was as if their hands had minds of their own because not even a minute later Fitz's sweater and undershirt were pulled off and Olivia's coat was peeled off and shirt pushed up. The windows were all fogged up due to their very heated makeout session. Everything was happening so fast. Like blink of an eye fast.

Olivia was now completely naked, straddling Fitz whose pants and boxers were pushed down to his knees. His seat was reclined as far back as it could go. Olivia grabbed a hold of his stiff cock, jerking it a few times before she lowered herself onto it. They moaned into each other's mouth as their bodies became one. For leverage, Olivia had her right hand pressed against the window and her left clutching the back of the seat as she rode him. Fitz's hands were all over her exposed body. They went from fondling her breasts to gripping her hips to groping her ass.

A loud thud was heard, followed by an, "ow" that came from Olivia. She halted all movements and sat up. Fitz looked up at her in puzzlement. His chest like hers was heaving.

"You okay?" He asked semi out of breath as he rubbed her thighs.

"Yeah, I just hit my knee on the door."

He chuckled, earning himself a slap on the chest.

"It's not funny." Olivia pouted.

"Okay, lemme see."

He examined her knee with his hand since he couldn't see in the dark. No skin was broken. The flesh wasn't tender. She hadn't hit too hard. He made his diagnostic.

"You're fine."

"Sorry if I ruined the mood." She said, laying her head on his shoulder.

He rubbed her back.

"No worries. You didn't ruin the mood. In fact…" Using his right hand, he smacked her left buttcheek and squeezed it. She winced though she enjoyed the pleasurable pain. "Get in the backseat." He commanded. His voice gruff with lust.

"Fitz, we should really head back inside before someone comes looking for us." She tried to protest, but he wasn't having that. He was determined to finish what they started and quite frankly, he didn't give a rat's ass who caught them. The risk of potentially being caught in the act had his libido going into overdrive.

"That wasn't a question, Olivia. Get that ass in the back seat now so I can tear it up." This time his voice had much more authority.

Olivia slide off of him and crawled over the center console into the backseat. Fitz was obviously too tall to do the same. Instead, he pulled his boxers and pants back up, leaving his fly undone and exited his car. Olivia opened the door for him and he got in next to her. He whipped his dick out and Olivia mounted him, resuming their previous position.

Having sex in a car the size of his wasn't exactly easy especially since neither of them were flexible. They made it work though. Olivia's petite frame gave them a slight advantage.

"Mmm Livvie, just like that. Don't stop." He grunted.

He took both of her globes in his grasp, squeezing them and spreading them apart. Without warning, he again smacked her ass. She cried out in pleasure, tossing her head back.

"You like that?" He murmured against her neck .

He dragged his mouth up to the sensitive spot behind her ear. The spot that turns her to mush. Her spot. Olivia moaned in response.

"I know you do, naughty girl."

"Mmm babe, my legs are starting to hurt." Olivia managed to voice.

"Get on your knees."

She did as he instructed and waited for him to get settled behind her. Seconds later, he grabbed hips and slipped his cock in her pussy. Fitz interlaced his fingers with hers against the steamed window as he continued to fuck her. The force of his thrusts repeatedly pushed Olivia forward until she was pressed up against the window full frontal. Her back flushed right against his front. Fortunately, the dark tint enabled them privacy. Too bad the vehicle itself wasn't sound proof. If anyone were to walk near it, they would easily hear the couple's moaning from inside and know exactly what happening.

"Oh Fitz...I...please...mmm." Olivia spoke incoherently.

"What is it baby?" Fitz panted behind her.

He was almost in a trance watching himself slide in and out of her wet canal. God she was so tight.

"I…mmm...so close."

Olivia could feel her climax quickly building in the pit of her stomach. She started throwing her ass back, meeting his thrusts. Fitz's eyes rolled back before he squeezed them closed.

"Fuck Liv, just like that baby. Don't stop...don...don't you dare fucking stop. Keep throwing that sexy ass back." He growled in her ear.

His hands snaked around the front of her body. His left palmed her right breast while his right rubbed her clit in deep rapid circles. The concoction of his words and ministrations he was performing on her was what sent her over the edge.

"YES...YES...YES…I'M CUM-M-ING...AHHHHHHH!" Olivia cried out as a powerful orgasm overtook her body.

"That's right baby, cum for daddy." Fitz encouraged. "SHIT!"

He followed her over the edge, continuously pumping his seed into her womb. He stilled his hips and let Olivia's inner muscles milk the rest of his cum from his throbbing penis. His hands were planted on either side of her head for balance. He was a little lightheaded from the heat that permeated throughout the car. He slowly pulled out of Olivia and collapsed in the seat. He hit the button to roll down the window just enough to inhale some fresh crisp air.

"Do you have anything I can use to wipe myself with?" Olivia asked.

Her legs were clamped to keep their mixed bodily fluids from dripping down her legs and possibly ruining the interior of his car.

"I think I might have some napkins in the glove compartment. Lemme check."

He kissed her shoulder before pulling his underwear and pants up, fastening them when he was done. He reached over the console to search his glove compartment for napkins. There were none.

"Dammit."

"You don't have any, do you?"

Her question was a statement.

Fitz shook his head, "No."

"Great." Olivia sighed. "How am I supposed to get cleaned up?"

Fitz grabbed his undershirt from up front and handed it to her.

"Use this."

Olivia eyed him with a look he would describe as either disgusted or uncertain.

"I'm not using your shirt to wipe myself with."

Fitz rolled his eyes. She could be difficult sometimes.

"What are you gonna use then?"

Olivia thought for a minute, trying to come up with a response. She had nothing. They could use any piece of clothing they had worn, but his undershirt was the only one that made sense. Without a word, she snatched the shirt from his hand and used it how he suggested. When she was finished, he flipped it inside out and used that side to clean himself up. They got dressed in silence.

Fitz glanced over at the poor window they fucked against and laughed out loud. Olivia looked at him like he had ten heads.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Look." He pointed to the window. "Your boobies made prints on the window."

"I hate you."

Was all Olivia said before she got out of the car and made her way inside.

"So where are you coming from?" Abby cornered her as soon as she walked through the door.

"Fitz lost his phone and I was helping him look for it in his car." Olivia simply explained.

She shrugged off her coat and hung it back on the rack next to the others hanging on there.

"Mhm, did he find it?"

Abby wasn't going to stop interrogating her bestie until she extracted the truth out of her.

"No, I think he forgot it at home."

Just then Fitz walked in, in the same attire sans his white undershirt. Being as attentive as she was, Abby noticed it was missing.

"Hey Fitz, did you find your phone?"

He reached into his front left pocket and pulled out the device. He held it up for them to see.

"Yep, well actually Liv did. It fell in between the seat."

Abby turned back to Olivia with a knowing grin on her face.

"So...what were you lying?"

"I...uh…" Olivia stuttered, clearly flustered. "Shut up."

She walked away, making Abby laugh and leaving Fitz confused as to what was going on.

Author's Note: Okay, I'm gonna stop it here. This chapter was supposed to be much longer, but I figured I'd split into two parts that way I could update faster. I'm sorry it's been a while. I'm really trying to do better lol. This chapter was the calm before the storm. Next chapter will be drama, drama, drama from beginning to end. Any thoughts? As always thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed! Below is a little snippet of the next chapter.

"You sure Fitz won't mind me being here?" Abby asked for the thousandth time.

She and Olivia had been lounging around Fitz's apartment all morning in long sleeved shirts and sweatpants. Olivia had woken up early and was bored. She thought about waking Fitz up, but decided against it. He had been in a mood the previous day and night and she wasn't sure if he would still be in one so she left him be. She moved into the living room and called her bestie. Abby answered on the third ring. She had been up for the past hour despite still laying in bed.

Olivia invited her over. Abby of course asked if it was okay with Fitz. Olivia lied and said that Fitz was cool with it. When she arrived she found out the truth. Olivia never asked Fitz's permission to have her over because he was still asleep, which meant he wasn't aware he had a guest in his apartment.

"Abby, for the gazillionth time no. I promise you, he won't care that you're here."