This story is inspired by the preview of the first part of the season finale.
The events take place shortly after, Walter and Olivia make it to the other universe.
When Olivia jolted back to consciousness, she was relieved to see Walter unharmed.
She knew the risks of going to the other side. It was well beyond the unknown. It was unlikely that she would make it back home alive. Getting Peter back was always going to be a suicide mission.
During the fire fight, she was hopelessly outgunned. She did not see who it was that shot her.
As much as she wanted to get up and get Walter and herself to a safe position, Olivia couldn't get up. Although, the bullet hit her in the left shoulder, not near any vital areas, she was losing a lot of blood fast.
Walter tore out his coat lining to staunch Olivia's bleeding. He was relieved to see her conscious and lucid, but he was beginning to worry about her palour. There was an exit wound, which meant that Walter just had to stop the loss of blood. Without medical supplies, Olivia could still die from infection. He knew he had to carry her to safety. He strapped his belt around the makeshift bandage, to keep it in place while he carefully eased Olivia up to a sitting position.
They were under cover in the bush in a ravine, while their attackers were determined to find them. Using the darkness to their advantage, Walter helped Olivia up and guided her along the ravine toward a natural hollow in the ground.
They were now in a small cave like hollow. The surrounding rocks helped to concealed their location.
Olivia, feeling a little more alert now, held up her sidearm to Walter.
"Walter, take my gun and go. Stay alive."
Walter shook his head and pushed the gun down.
"No. No. No. We are...are going make it out of this together. I'm not leaving you behind."
"I'm only going to slow you down."
"Nonsense. Now get some rest before we get out this predicament."
Sleep was anything but restful for Olivia. Within the hour, she had developed a fever. She needed medical attention. Walter needed to get help, but he didn't know who he can trust.