Peter feels overwhelmed. Sleep deprivation isn't helping. One minute Peter is asleep, the next Newton is standing over him, introducing him to his own father. There are so many things wrong with this. He might be asleep. Either before or now. Sleep deprivation isn't helping.
He blunders through the motions as the two other men spew information at him. He doesn't bother to hold onto them. Newton is packing his things (a few changes of clothes, fake I.D.s, an empty thermos). Walternate (father) has him by the elbows. Peter hears the word "transition" and Newton has some sort of armored backpack. Newton blurs the three of them. Peter feels the barrier and isn't sure if it's visible.
He feels skinned (hollow).
Walternate (dad) is speaking again, even though Peter doesn't remember being reconstituted. Static fills his ears. Something (someone) reminds him about side effects. A sharp spike is driven into his brain. He feels unstable and would rather stay on the floor.
Olivia can feel that he's gone. Not gone like he's been for almost a month now. Not gone under seven feet of dirt and the possibility of an afterlife. There is no longer merely physical space between them.
Now there is some sort of physics that she will never understand and a whole world between them.
She hates this new feeling. This awareness. She'd like to say that it was something like woman's intuition but she knows that's not what this is. The awareness does not stem for her...feelings (love)... for Peter. She wishes that was the case. The awareness comes from somewhere she does not want to think about. But that place makes her reach for her phone, skip over Peter's speed dial (and Broyles' and Astrid's), and call Sam.