What would you do if tonight was your last night, probably the last night for all of humanity? A secret you couldn't share with anyone else. Olivia finds herself at the brink of death, but not for tonight, not for the moments she's going to share with the one she loves. Inspired by "Live for the One I love" by Celine Dion. I don't own Fringe or Celine Dion.

A million stars light
This beautiful night

She felt it coming; the hollowness in her bones intimated doom. Not a soul would speculate that the end of their world was near except her. Call it a gift; she called it a curse. If someone would have told her that today she would wake up and find out the fate of the universes she would have laughed it off. But after a trip to the alternate world and back, she found out the inevitable. So tonight she allowed herself to mindlessly walk the streets of Boston and consciously stop at the Bishop's loft. She was oblivious to the fact she had been standing in the cold, in front of the Bishop's, for nearly fifteen minutes.

The cards were dealt, the pawns in play, and she could only hope that the hand she was dealt was enough to save all of humankind. No, life was not a cup of afternoon tea for Agent Olivia Dunham. The weight of the world literally was on her shoulders and tonight she wanted it lifted.

This is not a night to die
Let me sing and dance
Beneath the sky

And yet, here she was standing underneath the most beautiful night sky. It was as if God--if there was one Olivia wasn't quite sure--painted the night's canvas with the deepest backdrop and boldest stars. The calm before the storm, she sneered.

"Olivia?" Peter's voice shattered the silence and startled the agent. Realizing just how long she had been out here and what it must look like, color rose all the way to her temples.

Clearing her throat she searched for the right words, hell—any words. "Tonight's a special night."

A small smile crept on Peter's face. "Okay, humor me, why?" he asked, crossing his arms and stepping out on the stoop. If only he knew.

Olivia shook her head, "I can't tell you. It…it just is. Share it with me?" She refused to catch his gaze. She never imagined herself to be so bold; but, when there's a huge probability that tonight is your last night, you'd feel awfully shitty if you didn't make it memorable.

I have such love to give...to give
I want a chance to live

After a few seconds, Peter spoke. "Okay. Let me grab my jacket," and with that he stepped back into the lighted house, leaving Olivia in the dark.

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