I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING...
BROOKLYN
NEW YORK
The sound echoed through the New York CBD. The screeching of car tires, and the smashing of glass. Two cars piled one on top of the other, both drivers critically injured. There was, however, no sign of the driver, whose car was responsible for the crash, it was only after the victim, in the big black SUV was spotted, that the other driver, stumbled out of his car, and over to the SUV he'd just hit. In amongst all the glass, and people screaming, Olivia Dunham opened her eyes, taking a look at her surroundings, but unable to move. She had no recollection of even being in New York, let alone driving her car. She knew there was something weird about this whole thing, but she couldn't get to her phone, so that she could contact her fiancé Peter Bishop, in Boston.
'Ma'am, are you alright?' one bystander asked as she pulled her phone from her pocket
'Peter... Peter...please help me please... Peter...' was all Olivia could manage.
'I'm calling 911,' the woman said quickly dialling the number on her mobile phone.
'Peter...please call Peter...' Olivia said trying to get to her phone
BOSTON
MASSACHUSSETS
Walter Bishop and son Peter were in the middle of celebrating Peter's birthday, when a knock on the office door, of Walter's Harvard University Lab turned their attention. Astrid, Walter's assistant, answered the door, turning to look at Peter, before Charlie Francis, Olivia's FBI partner, stepped into the office. Peter placed his coffee on the table, and welcomed Charlie into the office, offering him some refreshments. Charlie, politely declined, looking around at the Bishop's and Astrid. There was silence in the room, and Peter sensed that something wasn't right.
'There's been an accident. Olivia's been in a car-crash in New York... They... don't know if she'll make it,' Charlie said not looking at Peter
'Walter, we're leaving. Now,' Peter said following Charlie out of the office.
'Olivia...'
'WALTER, NOW' Peter yelled from the doorway.
He stood, following his son out the door, and down the corridor to where Charlie had parked his car. Both Peter and Walter sat in silence, listening to the sound of the rain on the roof of the car, whilst his mind thought of Olivia and their upcoming wedding. He wanted to be there, he wanted to be the one in the crash. He wanted Olivia to be alright, and everything to go back to normal. Charlie didn't say a word, he too, cared immensely for Olivia, she was, after all, his best friend, and partner, in the Fringe division. They reached New York General Hospital, and before Charlie had even parked the car, Peter was out the door. Walter followed Peter in silence, looking down at the ground, not wanting to see Olivia. Peter arrived at his fiancée's room, to find her sister Rachel sitting by the bed. Peter noticed the scratches on Olivia's face, and hands. There was a large abrasion on her forehead, which had been bandaged.
'How is she?' Walter asked Rachel as he entered the room
'Peter...'
'Can I have a minute alone with my fiancée please?' he asked, sitting on the edge of the bed, and taking her hands.
'Sure. We'll be just outside if you need us Peter,' Rachel said, kindly patting his shoulder
Peter leaned forward, and planted a kiss on his fiancées lips. Much to his surprise, Olivia opened her eyes, and sat up in bed, screaming. Peter pulled her into a hug, whispering that everything was going to be okay. He promised her that everything would be okay...
WALTERNATE
BOSTON MASSACHUSSETS
Charlie Francis, Olivia Dunham, and Phillip Broyles, the names on the door to the Fringe Division's new office, Broyles of course, had the top floor office, whilst Olivia and Charlie shared the second, and Walter and Astrid ran the lab on the third. It had been three days since Olivia had lost her sister and niece in a horrific accident, involving ZFT, and other operatives from the Prime Universe. She was intent on revenge, and as Broyles understood, she wanted nothing else. There was nothing else that would take away her pain, other than returning to the Prime Universe, and taking out revenge.
'Livy, this is the stupidest idea you've ever had, other than quarantining half of Boston,' Charlie said sitting at his desk with coffee
'Walter says there's a chance it will work, and I am not giving up...' Olivia said, hitting some buttons on her computer keyboard.
'Walter, is nuts. He's lost it completely, ever since he lost Peter, he's been... Mental!' Charlie said
'Peter isn't important here. The people who killed him, also killed Rachel and Ella, and I won't let them get away with it,'
There was silence again. Charlie was right, and Olivia knew that. She knew that no matter how much revenge she took, she'd never get Rachel and Ella back. Peter, on the other hand, she knew that she could get him back... she knew there was a way, because there is always a way. There was an explosion from the Lab downstairs, which made Olivia jump in her seat. That's the third time Walter had blown something up this week, and both her and Charlie were beginning to get annoyed. Suddenly, Walter appeared at the office door, carrying something that looked like a basket, filled with wires.
'Miss Dunham, I think we're done it.'
'Very good Walter, we'll leave tonight. Charlie, be ready,' Olivia said standing to follow Walter to the lab.
'You'll be very impressed Miss Dunham,'
'Only if I get what I want...' she replied smiling to herself...
PRIME UNIVERSE
HARVARD UNIVERSITY
Three weeks after her surgery, Olivia was up and walking around again, much to the dismay of Peter, who insisted that his fiancée should stay in bed, so he could pamper her, before the wedding. Olivia, on the other hand, didn't agree, insisting that Peter did too much for her, and it was time she repaid the favour, by promising to pamper him tonight. Peter laughed, and kissed Olivia, attracting a wolf whistle from Walter and Astrid. Just as the two pulled away from each other, Charlie and Broyles entered the lab. Gene the cow, that Walter had for science purposes, mooed to fill the silence in the room.
'Agent Dunham, I didn't expect you to be out and about so soon, especially with your condition,'
'What condition?' Peter asked, looking from Broyles to Olivia and back again
'I was going to tell you tonight, but seeing as Agent Broyles spilled... Peter, I'm pregnant,' Olivia said, sparking Walter to clap and run over and hug Peter and Olivia
'You're serious? I'm going to be a father?' Peter asked, kissing Olivia before anyone else could.
Charlie and Broyles both congratulated the soon-to-be-married couple, and told them that there was no need for them to be doing anything, they would handle it all. Olivia thanked them, and turned back to Walter. Peter watched as his father and Olivia embraced. There are alot of things Walter is good at, and being a grandfather, is going to be one of them, sufficed to say, he doesn't do experiments on his grandchild. Astrid was crying when Olivia approached her, which made the already tender Olivia cry as well, looking back to Peter, who was nothing but smiles, as he chatted with Charlie and Broyles about becoming a father and a husband.
'We do have some bad news... a new case...' Broyles said; as Olivia sat down to catch her breath
'Where is it?' Olivia asked...
'New York City... Massive Dynamic,' Broyles replied
'Fantastic. Olivia's pregnant, you can't expect her...'
'Let's go. Peter, everything's going to be fine,' Olivia said kissing him, and following Charlie out of the Lab.
Knowing he couldn't argue with his fiancée, Peter and Walter followed the rest of the Fringe Division out to the cars, where he made Olivia hand him the keys, and sit in the passenger seat. Reluctantly, she gave in, after Charlie complained about the hold up, and time wasting. Waler was in the back seat, talking with Olivia about baby names, and whether or not she or he should attend Harvard University. Peter was watching Olivia, smiling and laughing along with all the things that Walter said. For a moment, Peter felt like his family was coming together again, like it was normal for them to be talking about all these things, minus, of course, Walter's ranting about the baby, and wedding plans.
'Are you okay babe?' Peter asked, talking Olivia's hand
'Yeah, I just feel a bit dizzy. Could be from the head injury,' she replied smiling
'Just try and take it easy. If you need to, you let all of us know,' Peter said concerned
'I will, thanks sweetie,' she said, leaning over and kissing him
'Oh, how about Fiona, that's a nice name. Fiona for a girl,' Walter said
NEW YORK CITY
NEW YORK
Olivia, Charlie and Broyles were the first out of the cars, and assessing the scene. Three dead bodies, more than one thousand eye witnesses, and no idea who, or what could have done this. Walter reached the three, and knelt down beside the bodies, as Peter went with Olivia to talk to some of the witnesses. From where she was standing, Olivia could see Massive Dynamics head office, and Nina Sharp, CEO, standing on her top floor office window. Peter, who was talking to a young woman, who claimed she'd seen everything, and Walter walked around the three bodies, talking aloud to himself and anyone that would listen. Broyles knew that they needed to get off the street, and to the lab, but there was only one way for him to get the bodies back to Boston without New York wanting to take over the case.
'Agent Dunham, we're taking these bodies back to Harvard. Prepare Walter for the journey back to Harvard. I need to talk to Nina Sharp,' he said
'Yes sir. Peter, we need to...' Olivia clutched her stomach in pain.
'Olivia, what's wrong?' Peter asked running over to his fiancé
'Arrgh, Peter...'
She woke up in Peter's arms, in the Lab back in Boston. Everyone, including Charlie, was standing around her, smiling as she sat up. Peter said that everything was fine, and that it was just stress pains. Smiling to herself, Olivia stood up, hugging Charlie and thanking him for everything, before walking over to where Walter was sitting. The scientist looked up at Olivia, the girl, who was now woman, the one marrying his son. Astrid turned the CD player back on, and softly in the background, Olivia could hear the song that Peter had picked for their first dance, playing. To her surprise, Peter held out his hand, and the two began dancing, Peter explaining that he couldn't really dance, and he needed to practice. Olivia laughed, but went along with it anyway.
'This is right. I don't know why we waited for so long,'
'Because you're a stubborn man Peter Bishop'
'Yes that I am. I get it from Walter.' Peter said smiling at his father
'I love you,' Olivia said, much to the surprise of Peter
'I love you too,' he replied, kissing her on the lips, which attracted the attention of Walter and Charlie
WALTERNATE
BOSTON MASSACHUSSETS
The vortex was almost ready, and Charlie, Olivia and Walter gathered together their things for the journey. Not knowing what was going to happen, Olivia and Charlie packed their guns, just to be on the safe side. There was never any doubt that they'd need them, but to be safe, Olivia didn't want to lose anyone else. Walter called from the lab, and Charlie and Olivia followed him down to where the vortex was about to be opened. When they reached the room, they could see Walter's office, in the Harvard building in Prime Universe, but it didn't look like anyone was there.
'Let's go,' Olivia said, stepping through the vortex
'I'm going to kill her one day,' Charlie said following
'Don't speak so rationally boy,' Walter replied, following Dunham and Charlie and closing the vortex.
'So, this is your lab at Harvard, you have a cow?' Fauxlivia said looking around the room
The door opened, and Peter, Olivia, Walter and Charlie entered the lab, only to meet their counterparts. Fauxwalter looked up at his son, and smiled cheerfully. Charlie on the other hand, didn't know whether to talk to his counterpart, or shoot him. The seven on them stood in silence, watching each other, waiting for one to make a move. Noticing there was only one of him, Peter stepped forward.
'Why do you guys all get counterparts, and I don't?' he asked stepping towards Fauxwalter
'You didn't tell him?' Fauxlivia said to Walter.
'This is messed up. I like the Walternate better,' Fauxcharlie said
'You're telling me,' Charlie said as he walked back to Olivia.
'Why are you here?' Olivia asked herself
'ZFT took people I love, and now I want revenge,' Fauxlivia replied
'Who did they take?'
'Rachel, Ella and my fiancé, Brian,' Fauxlivia replied, poking Peter.
There was silence once again.
Walter was looking at his counterpart, trying to figure out what was different about him, and what was the same. Peter took Olivia's hand, and pulled her close to him, not wanting her to get hurt. Charlie and Fauxcharlie were in the middle of discussing the differences and similarities in their lives, and before anyone could blink FauxBroyles, and Broyles entered the lab, one through the door, the other through teleportation. Once again there was silence, and then exclaiming that she needed to be sick, Olivia ran to the bathroom, Peter close behind her.
'What the hell is going on here? Walter?' Broyles asked, eyeing of his counterpart
'I don't know sir. It seems that...'
'We've come from Walternate. Please we don't mean any harm,' Fauxwalter said
'Why don't we believe you?' Peter asked, as he and Olivia rejoined the Group
'Do or don't, I'm not leaving without...'
Fauxlivia paused as Rachel and Ella from Prime Universe entered the room. Olivia greeted her sister and niece before turning to Fauxlivia and gesturing to her to also greet them. There was nothing between Rachel, Ella and Fauxlivia, they couldn't see each other. Olivia told her sister that she'd meet her at home, and gave her the keys. Peter shook his head, trying to wrap it around the fact that there are two Olivia's, one he's madly in love with, and expecting a child, the other, he feels like he needs to get rid of. Once again, silence enveloped the eight, and when Charlie spoke, there was nothing to his word. They didn't think anything, and it would be weird if they were seen together. Olivia and Fauxlivia could be considered twins; only, one has red hair, and the other blonde. Walter seemed amused by his counterpart, and took to asking him about experiments and his past, which he couldn't remember. Broyle's was interrogating himself, and the Charlie's had planned to go and get a drink, to confuse people, down at the local pub. Peter and Olivia took Fauxlivia into the office, and closed the door.
'Peter, you haven't changed a bit. Good to see you're healthy in the Prime Universe,' Fauxlivia said
'Besides revenge, why have you come here? Is it to get Peter back?' Olivia asked herself, not looking at her fiancé.
'Why would I want Peter? You two are getting married, and Olivia, you're pregnant aren't you?' Fauxlivia said smiling
'How do you know that,' Peter said stepping closer to his fiancée
'There isn't much I don't know. I can see two worlds; I am connected with you Olivia. I don't love Peter, I love Brian,'
'Thanks for the love,' Peter said jokingly
'Mom...?' Olivia asked
'Alive and well,' Fauxlivia replied
Olivia started crying, prompting Peter to stand up, and gesture Fauxlivia to the door. Realising what was going on, she left, promising to stay out of trouble whilst she's here. Knowing that she could get caught, Olivia told Peter that they had to let her stay with them. Reluctantly, he agreed.
'Fauxlivia, you can stay with us for a couple of days,' Peter replied. 'Just until you find what you're looking for,' Peter said when he caught up with Fauxlivia in the hallway
'Thanks Bishop, I appreciate it,' she replied, smiling cheekily
'Don't look at me like that. I love Olivia, not you. I'm going to be a father,' Peter said proudly walking back to the lab
'Don't think I don't know that Peter. Why do you think I'm here?' Fauxlivia said to herself, smiling.
OLIVIA AND PETER'S HOUSE
BOSTON MASSACHUSETTS
Rachel and Ella were nowhere to be seen when Olivia and Peter arrived home. Their four bedroom house was completely empty, except for the dog, and a couple of stray cats, which irritated Peter. Olivia and Fauxlivia sat awkwardly in the lounge, looking around the room, trying to find something to say. Peter, who was caught in the middle, decided to have and early night, because there had been too much drama for him. He kissed Olivia goodnight, and went upstairs to bed. Walter, who had his own room also upstairs, called goodnight to both Peter and Olivia, prompting both Olivia's to call back.
'So, what's with the house?' Fauxlivia asked
'Peter and I are getting married and starting a family. We couldn't stay living in a one bedroom apartment,' Olivia replied
'Yeah, my Walter told me about that. Congratulations on the wedding and baby,'
'Thanks. When is your wedding?' Olivia asked herself
'Next Thursday. If I get my fiancé back,' Fauxlivia replied laughing to herself
Awkward silence again. A crashing from upstairs made Olivia jump ten feet in the air and Peter come bounding down the stairs into the lounge. Olivia stood up, hoping that Walter was alright, and it was just the wind. They reached the second floor landing, Walter's room, and noticed his door closed. Peter always told his father to leave it open because it was safer, but it was closed. Knowing that was never a good sign, Peter and Olivia began banging on the door, calling for Walter to answer it.
'WALTER! WALTER OPEN THE DOOR. WALTER, IT'S OLIVIA'
'Olivia... Hello my dear, is everything alright?'
'I am fine. What about you?' Olivia asked taking Walter's hand and following him into the room
'A vase broke. I forgot the window was open,' Walter replied sitting on the end of the bed
'It's alright Walter. It's alright. It's going to be alright...'Olivia said kneeling down to pick up the pieces of her mother's vase
Peter knew the significance, but comforted his father, and helped Olivia at the same time. She couldn't control the tears, and she knew that she had to. Without her say so, they fell, and Walter saw, and he knew what he'd done. Peter pulled Olivia into a hug, whilst Walter joined them on the floor, apologising to Olivia, who kept saying everything was alright, and it would be fine. Peter and Olivia held onto each other, just talking softly about their wedding and their baby, and their futures, and didn't notice Fauxlivia standing at the door. Walter stood up, not knowing what he was doing. He ran at Fauxlivia, who moved out of the way, causing Walter to fall.
'What's your deal?' Peter said, releasing Olivia
'Sorry, I thought he was trying to attack me,' Fauxlivia said noticing the smashed vase on the floor
'Maybe I was my dear. Maybe I was,' Walter replied returning to help Olivia with the vase
'Let me help my dear, please. It's the least I can do,' Walter said grabbing Olivia's bloodied hand
'Thank you Walter. Thank you,' she replied, hugging her soon-to-be father-in-law.
'Peter, I need to tell you something,' Fauxlivia said before he could join Walter and Olivia
'What is it?'
'There is a guy named Brian on the run in Boston, your Boston. He's dangerous, and he's after Olivia. If he gets to her, he will kill her. I am here, to protect you, your fiancée and your unborn child. That is the truth,' Fauxlivia said, walking off
Peter looked over at his fiancée and father laughing on the floor, and, pushing what Fauxlivia had just told him into the back of his mind, went back to join them. The three of them laughed, as they picked up the pieces of glass spread on the floor, and from the look on Olivia's face, Peter could tell that she was happy with her life so far. Although, it could have been the hormones due to her pregnancy, but from what Walter had said, he knew he was right.
THE FEDERAL BUILDING
BOSTON
Fauxlivia knew exactly where to find the Broyles, and she knew her way there. Waiting for people to turn their attention, she stepped into the elevator, hoping no one would talk to her, and noticed that she'd changed her hair, because that could get Olivia into trouble explaining how she had red hair, and the next day, blonde hair. As stealthy as she could, she made her way to Broyles office, just as he was about to leave for the night.
'Faux, what are you doing here?' Broyles asked, bringing her into the office, and closing the blinds
'Are you FauxBroyles or Broyles?'
'Broyles, what can I do for you... Agent... Dunham...' Broyles said awkwardly
'You can point me in the direction of Agent Brian Caramble,' Fauxlivia said putting her hands on her hips.
'Caramble? He's been missing for months. Why?'
'He's after Olivia, your Olivia, and he won't rest until he finds her...' Fauxlivia said, peering out through a crack in one of the blinds into the FBI offices.
'I can put a track on him? Would that help?'
'Yes. Thanks Broyles. Call me if you hear anything,' Fauxlivia said leaving the office again.
THE NEXT DAY...
BOSTON FIELD OFFICE
Olivia and Peter arrived at the Federal Building, only to be stopped by security at the check-in bays. Olivia was unsure as to what was going on, and was surprised when she was brought in for questioning, regarding something about her breaking into the FBI building to get information. She, however, knew that it was Fauxlivia who was here, and knew that Broyles would confirm that. Peter, who was also brought in, was yelling at the security people to handle Olivia with care, because she's pregnant, causing them to stop, and Broyles to approach them, a look of disgust on his face.
'How dare you arrest Dunham? She's pregnant, and Bishop didn't do anything! See me later in my office!' Broyles said to the Agents who brought Olivia and Peter in.
'What was that about sir?' Olivia asked
'Fauxlivia came to see me last night; they caught her on security cameras. We need to talk, Bishop, you should hear this,' Broyles said, leading Olivia and Peter to his office.
'Sir is this about Brian Caramble? Peter told me about it,' Olivia said sitting down
'What do you know?'
'Only what Fauxlivia said, but I don't know whether to believe...'
'Believe it, it's real! You and Olivia need to get Walter, and leave Boston,' Broyles said
Peter and Broyles stood looking at each other for a moment, before Peter grabbed his fiancé and left the office. Olivia knew what was going on, and she had to find a way to get out of the FBI building, without being noticed by Broyles, or Peter. Walter and Peter could leave, but Olivia needed to get to the bottom of this, because she knew that once she was gone, the case would fall on deaf ears. Peter, sensing his fiancés thoughts, pulled her into an interrogation room, and closed the door, backing her against the wall.
'We have to leave Olivia, we can't stay here. Not with you being pregnant,' Peter said pleadingly
'We can't leave Peter...'
'Why?'
'We're getting married in a week; we need to be in Boston!' Olivia said
'We can get married anywhere Olivia. As long as we do get married, it don't care where we do it,'
'I do,' Olivia said walking out of the room.
Peter stood for a moment, watching his fiancé walk off, and then kicked one of the chairs. It crashed to the floor, causing Charlie and Broyles to enter the room, looking around at Peter like he was some kind of monster. Charlie was about to attack Peter, when Olivia re-entered the room, and grabbed her bag, which she had left of the table. Peter didn't want to fight, so he gave in, and followed his fiancé to her office, not bothering to knock before he walked in. Broyles and Charlie followed, sitting around the room, all of them looking from Peter to Olivia.
'We have to leave Boston Livy, It's not safe anymore!'
'HOW WOULD YOU KNOW? DO YOU HAVE SOMEONE HUNTING YOU?' Olivia shouted before realising that she had
'Agent Dunham, are you alright?' Broyles asked
'Sorry, pregnant hormones, all that jazz. I know you love me, and you're all trying to protect me, but leaving Boston isn't going to help anyone Peter. He's just going to find us again. I want to marry you, here in Boston,'
'Olivia, I do love you, and you better hope, that Charlie is as good a cop as you say he is, because we're going to need all the protection we can get...' Peter said, smiling.
