A/N: This is a continuation of the finale. You know, without the fake Olivia following them back and stuff. Please give me any help or advice to make it better. It will be a while before posting because I'm leaving for a three week overnight camp in five days and it took me four days to write this much. I have constant writer's block and i was forming the story in my mind during tennis camp today and during the day yesterday.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Fringe. If I did, Olivia and Peter would have kissed at Jacksonville, maybe even sooner.
"You don't belong here." Peter said to Olivia.
"No, I don't belong here." Olivia couldn't argue with that.
"But I don't belong there, either." Peter replied, knowing that this was also the truth. So where did he belong?
"Yes, you do." Olivia stepped closer to Peter. "I have thought of 100 reasons... Why you should come back. To-to fight the shapeshifters, To take care of walter, to-to save the world." Peter slowly let his eyes wander across her face. He saw her eyes start to tear up slowly. He brought his hand up and wiped away the tears as Olivia struggled to continue her words. "But in the end... You have to come back. Because you belong with me." Olivia hung her head as if deciding what to say next. She took a deep breath and looked into Peter's dark eyes. "Peter, I-I love you and I..."
But, Peter had heard enough. He cupped his hand under her chin, startling her enough to make her cease talking. He wrapped his other arm around her small, delicate waist and pulled her close to him, closing the space between them. He bent his head down and placed his lips onto her soft ones. At first she seemed surprised, but she slowly raised her hands and wrapped them around Peter's neck, pulling them even closer, if that was even possible. Peter could feel tears from her eyes running down both of their cheeks. Olivia slowly broke away and rested her head on Peter's shoulder.
"Peter please. P-please come back with me."
Peter turned his head and whispered into her ear. "I love you Olivia and I will never ever leave you." He softly kissed her forehead.
"Walter, I'm going for a walk. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay Peter. Good night." Peter grabbed his keys and hopped in his car. He drove this very familiar route to Olivia's apartment.
As he rose his hand to knock on her door the door swung open and he was pulled roughly into the apartment.
"I've been waiting for you." Olivia pulled him into her and gave him a quick kiss before pulling him into the kitchen. The lights had been turned off and the table was decorated with lit candles. "I made pasta."
After dinner Peter dragged Olivia to the couch to watch a movie, but when he tried to turn the lights on, he found that they didn't work.
"Olivia, can you go check the lights in the other rooms?"
"Peter, um, they don't work."
"Olivia, pack you bag for a night, you can come stay at my place." Peter gathered his things and waited for Olivia to come back. He led her to the door only to find that it was locked. Someone had intentionally locked them in.