In remembrance of Fringe... Thank you for saving the world...
Beep… Beep… Beep…
"Heart rate 60 and dropping! He's crashing"
Beep… Beep… Beep...
"She's loosing too much blood! She's not going to make it!"
Beep… Beep… Beep…
"We're losing him!"
Beep… Beep… Beep…
"She's slipping!"
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
"NO!"
He snaps his eyes open and darts to a sitting position. As if on cue, his alarm clock rings. His body was drenched with cold sweat and his breathing was heavy. This was not the first time he had this dream. In fact, it wasn't a dream at all. It was a memory that keeps haunting him. His parents died in front of him when he was 16, both were received a bullet to the chest. He remembers standing next to them when it happened. Feeling their blood, warm and sticky all over him. But that was years ago. Now he's a FBI agent with an important mission to attend to.
2036: Reiden Lake
"Are you sure you want to go through with this, AJ?" A blonde agent asks.
"Positive," AJ replies.
The moment he made it into the FBI, he pulled out his parent's case and found the link to his parents' murder. His mother once told him a story about her falling into the rabbit hole and that she doesn't want that to happen to him but the more he wanted to stay away from the case, the more he felt challenged to find out. Henrietta Bishop was the one who helped him through it all. And now, she was going to help him re – write history. She was going to help him go back to the case where everything started.
The machine turns on with a soft humming sound. A portal of some kind opens up. The view on the other side mirrors the scenery before the portal opened. Etta checks the portal hoping the 'ancient' machine works well enough to transport a person across. Fortunately, it does.
"Everything seems to be intact," she announces. "Good luck, agent. I hope you're able to succeed in your mission."
Alex flashes her a smile.
"Thanks, Etta," he says as he steps in the portal. "I'll never forget what you've done for me. I hope someday I will be able to repay your kindness."
Flash! Alex disappears to the other side and the portal closes leaving the blonde agent alone in the snow.
They say only time can heal wounds, and that's the only thing he could ever hope for. Time.
A/N : This chapter is written pre-season 5 of Fringe.