"What is it?"
Olivia read the note the man on the boat handed her a few more times before she answered Jake.
"Harrison is dead," she told him still looking at the letter.
"Sorry to hear that. I know you were close," Jake said rubbing her shoulder.
"I'm going back."
"Back? To DC?"
"Yes, I have to go back for the funeral."
"Olivia, is that really a good idea?"
Liv turned around and looked at him. "He's my friend. I have to go back and take care of his funeral. I'm the only family he has."
Knowing there wasn't going to be a point in fighting her on it; Jake stepped back and went to go pack.
After the day flight from the island to DC, Olivia was beyond tired from the jet lag but had to push through. She told Jake to go get a hotel and she would meet him later on. Liv headed over to OPA and pushed the door open. Seeing all the tables covered and the boxes piled on it made it real. She actually left the team and they gave up.
"What are you doing here?"
Olivia turned around to see Quinn standing in the doorway.
"I know. I'm the one who told you. I didn't think you'd actually come back."
"Only for a few days. Then I'm going back again."
"Is that your decision or Jake's?" Olivia didn't say anything. "That's what I thought. Why'd you take off to begin with?"
Looking around, Olivia bought herself a few moments to think.
"Where is everyone? What happened here?"
"You left. We all waited a week but when you didn't come back they left too."
"Where are they?"
"Huck works at a computer repair. He lives with Kim and Javi. Abby works at the White House. She's sort mad at me for calling her all the time. She's really busy."
"Oh. Call Abby again, tell her to meet you in the garden."
Quinn sent her a text as they both walked out of the office.
Still looking at her phone, Abby went to the garden.
"What do you want super freak?"
"Someone's here to see you."
Olivia walked over to Abby as Quinn walked away.
"We need to plan Harrison's funeral. We need to do this together as a team."
"There's no team anymore, Liv. The team fell apart. Why did you come here, to the White House, now?"
"It's where you work. I was coming to talk to you of course."
"Look, you have to go before he gets back. He's getting better and I really don't need him focusing on anything else. Cyrus has him getting better."
"Getting better? I know he's grieving. I didn't come here to cause a problem."
"Grieving? Grieving! Do you have any idea what you did to him?" Abby screamed at her shooting daggers at Quinn. "I thought you told her!"
"I didn't tell her anything," Quinn shouted back to her.
"You need to go. Now."
"Fine, I'll let you know when the funeral is. Show up, don't show up, I don't care," Liv told her walking away with Quinn. "What did Fitz do now?"