Moment of Change
Spoilers: Letters of Transit, 4x21 Promo
Disclaimer: If I owned Fringe, we'd be getting a ninth season!
Olivia stared at the piece of paper in front of her, her yearly physical at Massive Dynamic Health Clinic left her with more questions about life then answers. The sound of Peter entering the apartment made her fold the paper up and put it under he leg. Looking up at him, he leaned against the doorway with a look of defeat.
"What happened?"
"Jones...insanity, rounding up Cortexiphan Subjects is personal to me." He sat down in front of her, "I told Broyles that I can't do this without a clouded judgment because these people are just like you...are a part of you in a small way."
Olivia sighed, "you should let me help, I feel useless at the federal building or at the lab surrounded by two armed guards like I'm some invalid in need of protection."
Peter shook his head, "no...no I won't risk it and Broyles agreed you're Jones' treasured subject." Leaning forward, he cupped her face. "I will not loose you again Olivia."
"Is that a personal guarantee?" It was a whisper as he leaned his head against hers.
"You are my life...without you there is no reason to live, that you can trust me on." He kissed her forehead and Olivia stared at him. "What is it...something's bothering you and it's not just this hunt?"
She looked down and pulled the letter from under her leg, handing it out. "It came today, from Massive Dynamic Health Clinic...my physical results."
"What is it?" Peter was worried as his face showed and he opened the letter quickly. Reading the results he sighed and stared at it. "How sure are they of these results?"
Shrugging, Olivia looked at him. "All their testing equipment is state of the art, there is no 'how sure' on anything."
"How far along?"
"Here," she pointed to a line, "apparently my levels indicate ten, eleven weeks. Almost through the first trimester, they want me to come in and have a full pre-natal work up."
He stared at the paper, allowing the news to sink in. "When did...when was the baby conceived, if you can date it?"
She chuckled, "most likely that first night...or the next morning," a smile graced her face. "Are you...I mean, do you want this?"
"Yes," he looked at her and smiled, "yes I want this, it's just...I'm shocked. We never even talked about kids, we're always saving the universes...I'm just surprised. However, yes I want this...I'm thrilled and I can't wait to see him or her." He put a hand to her face and kissed her, "I want this...we're having a baby."
Olivia smiled and nodded, "we're having a baby, just wait till we tell Walter...he'll have enough excitement for the both of us."
"After this...after we take down Jones we'll tell him." He stared at the paper again, allowing the idea of a son or daughter to sink in further. "Which means you are either going to stay at the lab or federal building now...no endangering the kid."
"Agreed, just loose the armed guard."
Peter chuckled, "actually I'm kind of partial to them now."
Olivia smiled, "I want a boy...what do you want?"
"It doesn't matter," he looked into her eyes, "I just want a healthy baby...but personally, a girl like you."
A/N: That scene in the promo spoke to me and with the fan-based math we have for Etta...well this came to mind.