Hope to Live For

Spoilers: All Episodes

Disclaimer: I don't own Fringe or its characters, if I did...Olivia would be safe over here.

B/N: I bring in an old character that we lost, it'll be a bit of a shock and its not explained how but it is. Also, we get a bit of a surprise at the end. This ends my Trilogy that ended up being a quad...the happy ending. Finally!

Peter eyed Olivia as they sat in the coffee shop, he had picked her up for breakfast before heading to the lab. She seemed distracted, far off from reality. Placing his hand on hers, she immediately snatched it back and eyed him.

"Livy, you okay Sweetheart?" He eyed her and she just looked at him, as if studying him. "Olivia, are you alright?"

"Fine, we should get going...no doubt Broyles will get aggravated if we're late." She stood and grabbed her purse, walking to the door.

Peter paid the check and joined her, finding her by the car. "Sure you're fine?"

"I'm fine Peter, drop it." She snapped and got in the SUV's passenger set.

That worried him, Olivia always was open with him even if she wasn't with anyone else. He found she was different upon arrival back in their world.

Olivia didn't allow him to touch her.

Olivia didn't drink wine or beers and took her coffee straight black.

Olivia was closed off and didn't seem to have an issue looking at him, he recalled her telling him it was hard to look at him because he glimmered.

The usual uneasiness between her and Walter vanished, she looked at Astrid strangely and didn't speak to her at all and she followed orders to the letter even if they were odd. She never went off the book anymore, despite the past and doing so when deemed necessary.

He attempted to kiss her after their return, he had gone to her apartment to check on her like Walter said he should but when he tried to kiss her, she balked and moved away.

If he didn't know any better, he'd say this wasn't his Olivia...she was too strong and too different. Only his Olivia would know what they spoke before leaving...if she didn't know then she wasn't his Olivia.

He went to the back of SUV and opened the trunk, she looked at him through the rear mirror and he smiled. "Just checking if we're stocked, remember last time we were on a case and we forgot the necessities...Broyles was pissed."

"All too well."

He allowed her to think he was checking their supplies but in truth he was grabbing a tranquilizing dart. He shut up the case and made his way to the front, he was careful to hold onto the dart without her noticing.

"Hey, remember why I came back?" He looked at her and she nodded.

"I do, why?"

"Well Broyles is wanted a full report and I thought maybe we should leave that out...do you remember what you said to make me return?"

She studied him for a while before smiling, "I told you I love you."

He gently placed a hand on her face and for a moment she allowed the contact, it was all he needed to stab her with the dart, she looked down and eyed him.

"Peter?"

He eyed her as she became drowsy...his eyes simple. "My Olivia didn't say that, so go to hell."

A/N: What Now?