hi guys!(and gals) well one day after the Fringe finale I thought of this little storyline, and it's probably gonna be short. It was supposed to be a oneshot but I think it'll grow:P

-Roxy:)

Disclaimer 1: any similarity to any other fanfic out there is PURELY .

Disclaimer2: I don't own Fringe:(

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Lee Residence

An alarm rang, piercing the comfortable silence of the bedroom.

Olivia's hand reached out, slapping around a bedside table. The hand found a cell phone, and she opened one eye to switch the alarm off. She peeped at the time, reflected on the phone's screen, while reading a text. She ran one hand through her tousled auburn hair, and put the phone to her ear.

"Hey, Linc." She said, as soon as the call had connected.

"Morning, sunshine." Lincoln replied. "Just wake up?" Olivia got out of bed, heading out to the stairwell.

"Naw, I just fell asleep." She joked. "Hey, you dropped Trevor off without me. I told you to wake me up too."

"Wake me up, before you go-go" Lincoln hummed, then stopped, when he realized that Olivia wasn't replying. "Right, 'other side' song. Sorry." Olivia laughed. "Hang tight, I'm gonna get breakfast, okay,?"

"Great, Linc. But hurry up, I'm starving, and I have a meeting at HQ in like, an hour?" She said, glancing at the clock hanging on the kitchen wall.

"You know, sometimes I think that you've forgotten that we practically have the same schedule." Lincoln said. "And that I'm attending that meeting too." The hum of a car window winding down was suddenly audible. "Hey honey, gotta go, see you at home, okay?" Olivia smiled, grabbing a shirt from the dryer.

"Sure." She hung up, and put the phone down. It was gonna be a good day. Olivia wandered around the house, and absent mindedly flicked a switch, and a beam of light shot through a prism, casting a beam of rainbow-colored light on the ceiling. She looked up.

"Keep looking up. Just keep looking up." She murmured, silent for a moment. The voice of her doppelgänger rippling through her mind. There was hardly a moment when she didn't think about them. The other side. She briefly wondered if she would ever see them again.

Curious as Olivia was, she constantly wondered how her doppelgänger was. Lincoln had said that the other Olivia would hook up with Peter Bishop, and she wondered if they had, and if they had any kids. Their kids were special, hers and the other Olivia's. Both would not have a doppelgänger in another universe, seeing that both Olivias had married different men. They would be...unique.

There was a click, and the front door opened. It was Lincoln, of course, toting a bag of food. Olivia sniffed the air.

"Mmmm that smells good." She said, heading over to the counter, while Lincoln took off his coat.

"It's your favourite." He said, before asking casually, "Have you washed up, Olivia?" Olivia stopped guiltily. "Naughty girl." He replied cheekily. "You're almost as bad as Trevor."

"Hey!" She protested, throwing a few playful punches at him.

"Okay! Okay!" Lincoln yelped. "Sorry! Wash up or we will be late for work. And it'll be all your fault." Olivia pulled a playful scowl.

"Fine." She said, and flounced off towards the bathroom. Lincoln picked a box of the food from the bag, and opened it. He grinned.

Just like old times.

well..so did you like it? Please review! I wanna know what you guys think:) ps this is sorta AU, so the characters are a little different from usual. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

-Roxy:)