Ultimate Sacrifice
Spoilers: 4x08 promo
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Peter and Lincoln returned to the Opera Theater by escort, it had taken forever to convince the Secretary of Defense they weren't a threat. Upon arriving, all four of them were met with a sight more gruesome than they could imagine or want to imagine. Peter and Lincoln, their side's Lincoln, ran to the stage where Olivia laid by the device like a sacrifice. A bullet hole in her temple and the gun in her hand.
"Olivia!" Peter yelled and bent down over her, "no...please, not again...no..." He looked at the red head and her Lincoln, "who did this?"
"I don't know, we were monitoring this area...we didn't get word of anything. We didn't even know she crossed."
Peter bent back over the blond agent, her eyes closed as if sleeping. He combed back her hair, "please..." he pulled her into his arms, "no...please no." He looked up at the ceiling, "why...twice, I sacrificed everything for her and still you kill her...why?" He yelled and soon the anguish of pain was put into a long roar of moaning.
"Halt where you are..." Peter turned in his pain to see an Observer walking up the stairs. The red head and her Lincoln as well as his all had their guns on him. The red head fired a shot but the bullet was caught and thrown away.
"It is time..."
Peter looked at him, "why...why does this keep happening?"
"You cannot exist...she ties you to the worlds, you must let her go. When you let go completely, without a single thought of her...she will live."
"Peter..." Lincoln looked at him, "what is he talking about?"
Peter sighed, "I'm here because of Olivia...because I couldn't let go." He looked at Lincoln, "it doesn't make much sense now but...take care of her." He laid Olivia down and kissed her head, combing her hair back. "I love you, you were right...I can't avoid the problem." He whispered to her, "always remember...you are loved Olivia."
He stood up and looked at the Observer, the man held out his hand and Peter took it without looking down at Olivia. In an instant, a bright light flashed and both were gone...all of them were gone from the stage.
Blue Universe, Fringe Division; Present Day
Olivia Dunham walked into the office and looked around at everything. She smiled and walked over to her partner's desk. "Charlie...hey, hear we're getting a new guy?"
"Yeah, some paper pusher from Hartford." He turned and looked at her, "so Sonia told me what it is...you are going to have a godson."
"Oh really, who said I wanted to be godmother?"
"Oh this little bird I know, Sonia wants to name him Jonathan...as if having the last name Francis isn't bad enough but Jonathan Francis?"
Olivia leaned against the desk, "hmm...how about Robert, makes him sound smart."
"Smart...oh no, my kid is going to be strong, intelligent maybe but not smart. He need's something manly."
"Okay but pick a girl name too...after all, Ella was going to be a boy till she turned out to be a girl. Just to be safe, after all...if it is a girl, you can't give her a boy's name."
Charlie laughed, "I know...did you what Kyle Darns named his son...Harper, it's a freaking girl's name."
Olivia chuckled and shook her head, "so...this new guy, know anything besides his name?"
"Nope, just that his name is Lincoln Lee and he's from Hartford field office...now Lincoln is a bad name."
A/N: Just a little short fic about what could happen...not that it will. I'm about to go on a writing hiatus because I have finals in two weeks so I thought I'd write and post this before I go through withdraws of writing.