This idea came to me after watching "And Those We've Left Behind" and it takes AU from that.

Warring: This is my first English fic ever, so I don't know how many mistakes can be in there xD, If someone will like to beta-it (is that a word? xD) I will be thankful.

Disclaimer: I do not own fringe this is just for mere fun and because otherwise I won't be able to survive the hiatus.

Prologue

She was tired, Peter had gone to try and save Olivia, trying to go back and fix both worlds so that all this mess won't exist anymore. She was actually surprised she thought that after Peter left she would just stop existing or something like that, but life kept going, the fringe events were just getting worst but they keep fighting.

Two weeks had passed since her aunt had died and she felt completely alone, peter and Olivia were the only family she had left and now she didn't knew what to do with her life, she loved being and agent but now everything reminded her of them and it was just to painful for her to handle it.

She sat on the couch of her small apartment still in her work clothes, with a beer on her hand (the third of the night) she knew she should not drink but it helped her to ease the pain.

When she was about to finish the bottle, a strange noise in the kitchen startled her. In a second she was up, gun in hand. She walked towards the kitchen and turn on the lights. What she saw confused her. In the middle of the room there was a man in a black suit, wearing an old fashion hat and what impressed her the most was that he didn't have eyebrows.

She knew what he was but she had never seen one in person, only photos and the stories her aunt told her.

-What do you want? - She said sharply- how did you get in here?

The man looked at her whit his head leaned to one side, like if he were wondering something.

-I need your help- he answered, his voice really calmed

-What? - She asked puzzled bringing her gun a little higher (even though she knew it would not be of much help, it made her feel more secure)

-There is a problem... with Olivia, Walter, Astrid and everyone else.

-Olivia is death- she screamed, making her want to cry she hadn't said it out loud, her brain hadn't process it jet.

-Here yes... But this world won't hold much time.

-Where is she? And peter? Where are they?

-Peter is mistaken

-excuse me what?

-I need you to tell him that he is home.

-what are you talking about?

-its our fault- he continued like if he haven't heard her- I tried to finish but I just couldn't, maybe you can help them.

-help them with what?

-help them remember.

In that instant the building started to move, the lights flickered and everything was falling apart. She heard a loud alarm, the one for the vortex evacuation. She tried to move to run out of the apartment but she could not.

She then realize that everything was moving but her, she felt pressure all over her body, the gun she was holding drop to the ground, the pain was intolerable every inch of her body hurt, she hugged herself like if that could help her but it didn't, she wondered if she was going to die and if she did would she see her mom and aunt again. The thought made her feel less pain, she looked up to where the observer was.

He hadn't moved a bit, the noise and movement didn't appear to bother him, his expression was the same. She notices that his lips are moving and she thought he was saying "I am sorry". After that everything became quiet and pain and blackness consumed her.

Thanks for reading, please review! :D