Otalia fic - Facing the Truth, 3/?

Title: Facing the Truth, 3/?

Fandom: Otalia

Rating: PG

Spoilers: Yep, for recent and upcoming episodes.

A/N: I think this will have one more part to it.  I had to get something out though to get other Otalia fans off the ledge from this past week.

Summary: Natalia runs away from her feelings, but Olivia can’t deny how she feels. Will she stop Natalia from making a mistake with Frank?


 

PART 3

 

Olivia relaxed into the gentle caress on her hip, letting a sexy smile play on her face, “Yeah, what now?”

 

Natalia closed her eyes and shook her head, “Don’t do that. Don’t look at me that way. Not yet.” She sighed, “We still have a little problem to take care of.” She held up her left hand with the ring on it. “And we have a lot to talk about too.”

 

Olivia felt the nerves kick in, “So, how do you want to handle this?”

 

Natalia waved her hands, flustered, “I’ve got to tell him. I’ve got to stop this, but…”

 

“Oh God,” Olivia put her head in her hands, preparing herself.

 

“What?” Natalia looked at her worried, thinking her pacemaker was going out again.

 

Olivia looked at her with a desperate look on her face, “Please don’t tell me that you can’t bear to break his heart and you can’t call off the wedding. I really don’t think I could take it right now.”

 

“No! No, it’s not that! Yes, I hate to hurt Frank. He’s a good guy, kind of oblivious but good. I just hate to go out there and do it in front of everyone. It would be humilating to him and he doesn’t deserve that. He hasn’t done anything wrong.” Olivia’s face softened instantly seeing Natalia, again, worrying about everyone else before herself.

 

The younger woman had rubbed off on Olivia, blurring her edges and melting her heart, almost to their mutual detriment. Olivia found herself doing things she never thought she’d do because Natalia had taught her how to care about someone else and love with a depth that didn’t involve using her body. She had taken her limited understanding of love and mixed it with the unselfish sacrificial love Natalia had shown her, and nearly ruined it all.

 

“I think you should marry Frank.” 

 

She shook her head, trying to physically loosen the past from her mind.  The ghosts in her mind of the pained looks “But you and Emma are my family” and hurtful words “You sound like someone’s wife but you’re not mine” still haunted her. She loved Natalia more than all of the fear and pain, whatever awaited them, and when she looked into playful mocha eyes, she knew they would be okay.

 

Olivia smirked knowingly at Natalia and brushed a hand through the other woman’s long hair, tucking a strand behind her ear, “I tell ya what. I got my armor on,” she tugged at the lapel of her jacket, “and my trusty white steed out back. How about I just wisk you away out the back door and into the sunset?”

 

Natalia hummed with approval, “That’s a nice image, but it still wouldn’t be right just to leave without a word.”

 

“Alright. Then we’ll get one of the guys – Jeffrey, Josh, one of them – to go up there and tell him quietly. How ‘bout that?”

 

Natalia got a huge smile on her face, and Olivia rolled her eyes trying to cover the effect those dimples had on her, “Perfect! But what about Emma?”

 

“Don’t worry about her. I’ll take care of it.” Olivia turned to leave, but Natalia stopped her with a hand on her arm to turn her around.

 

“This is perfect too. We’re a good team.” Olivia took Natalia in her arms, burying her face in the crook of her neck.

“Yes we are.” Olivia smiled knowing who she’d ask to tell Frank. She pulled back, “Okay, you. Get out of this get up. We have a future waiting for us.”

 

Natalia laughed, “That’s cheesy.”

 

Olivia blushed and nervously gestured with her hands, “Yeah, well…I didn’t know what else to say.”

 

“You. Speechless.”

 

Olivia squinted her eyes at Natalia in a mock glare, “Yeah, it can happen, even to me. I’m going. You change.”

 

Natalia saluted her, “Yes ma’am!”

 

Olivia opened the door and took a few steps into the church lobby. She took a deep breath and literally gave herself a little pinch to make sure this wasn’t all a dream. She was still standing there so she obviously wasn’t asleep. A silly grin, bordering on mischievous and wicked, crossed her face. She was actually getting it, the real thing she had dreamed about all her life, but had eluded her in nights of meaningless sex. That wasn’t what this was and it scared and exhiliarated her at the same time.

 

She peeked through the small window of the doors leading into the church. When she spied Josh, she creaked the door open and came face-to-face with Phillip.

 

“Hi. What are you doing here?”

 

Phillip smirked down at her, “I could ask the same of you. This was the last place I expected to see you.”

 

Olivia stood up straighter, fighting to loosen her jaw. Phillip had been found innocent in his trial and every day she managed a little more to let her fear of him go, but there was still something about him she didn’t trust and she didn’t expect that to go away any time soon. He hadn’t challenged her at all on Emma and gradually she let him have longer and longer visitations with her. Emma, for the most part, had been happy except when she asked about when they’d move “home” to Natalia. It broke her heart to tell Emma they wouldn’t be able to do that and why. Both of them cried a lot that night. She smiled then knowing Emma would be happy about this.

 

“I guess since you’re here I could ask you a favor.”

 

Phillip shrugged, “Sure. Why not?”

 

About that time, Natalia came out in a pair of jeans and a worn Aerosmith t-shirt. Phillip looked at Natalia head-to-toe and smirked at the blatant situation.

 

“Is that the hot new look for brides this year?”

 

Olivia didn’t need Natalia to get spooked right now so she called the dogs off, “Okay, that’s enough Phillip.”

 

“What?” He threw his hands up in the air. “I think it’s great! Didn’t I tell you that I was okay with this? Man, Springfield’s lost its sense of humor.”

 

Olivia closed her eyes and willed herself to stay calm, “Phillip, just do us a favor and get Josh. Please?”

 

“Why bother with Josh? I’ll do it…gladly.” Phillip started to turn around to go and Olivia pulled him back.

 

“No. You have the tact of a pit bull in heat. Josh knows how to be calm and rational. You on the other hand…bull…heat. Um, no.”

 

Phillip rolled his eyes, “I still have so much work to do here. Alright…fine.”

 

Olivia reached for him again, “Oh, one more thing.”

 

He cut her off, “Yes, I’ll watch Emma tonight. Actually, I could watch her for the weekend. Give you two plenty of quality time.” Olivia looked hesitant at that. A night of Emma being alone with Phillip was one thing, but a whole weekend, well…it just made her nervous.

 

A gentle hand on hers drew her eyes to soft brown, looking at her calmly, “That’s really nice of you. Maybe we could call you tomorrow and let you know if she should stay or not.”

 

“Sounds like a plan.”

Olivia turned to Natalia once Phillip had left, but Natalia spoke first, “He hasn’t done anything bad since he’s been back. It’ll be fine.”

 

“I know. Old habits, you know?” 

 

Natalia rocked on her heels, “Oh yeah, I definitely know that!”

 

Josh finally came back to join them, and when he saw Natalia out of her wedding dress, he gave Olivia a knowing smirk, “Well, it’s about time!” He leaned a little closer to Olivia, “The real thing?”

 

“Yeah.” She actually blushed a little at the remembered conversation and looked over at a confused Natalia, “I’ll tell you later.”

 

She suddenly had images of some very aerobic sex happening with Natalia, and she realized with a smile that she wouldn’t have to worry about a call the next day because Natalia already lived there.

 

She shook her head to get out of the slightly catatonic state she had fallen into, “The wedding’s off, Josh.”

 

He looked at her as if she was waiting for her to say more, “Yeah, I kind of figured that out. And?”

 

Natalia stepped in then, “I don’t want to go up there in front of everyone and blindside Frank. It’s not what he deserves. Could you perhaps tell him? Give him someone to listen to, talk to?”

 

Knowing how hard it was going to be to get Frank to understand what was going on, he shook his head, “You two are gonna owe me big time!”

 

“We’ll work it off in a few games of pool,” Natalia smiled at him, like the picture of innocence.

 

“Nice try…no, but to the ripping Frank’s heart and stomping on it repeatedly? Sure, why not?”

 

Both Olivia and Natalia thanked him at the same time and he sighed as they headed out the back door.