To New Beginnings and Love

Spoliers: A Short Story About Love (OBVIOUSLY), 6B and Plataeu(Season 3), Back to Where You've Never Been (Season 4), New Day in an Old Town and Bad Dreams (Season 2).

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As the kiss ended, Olivia smiled as she let him hold her. It was like being home, all the pain was over and it was just joy again. Being back in his arms made it all better, every small thing about pain and love lost was silent to her ears. She'd look forward to each morning, every case and every second of every day for forever because Peter found her again.

"How'd you know?" She couldn't raise above a whisper, "how'd you know it was me?"

"The Observer...they don't lie." He kissed her forehead before letting his nose nuzzle hers. "We're in the middle of the street."

She chuckled and nodded, "I was just heading to McGullan's to drown myself in whiskey to forget for a few moments."

"What about a private drink at home, I'm a great bartender?" Peter joked and she nodded, smiling as she did. "I walked here...house or apartment?"

Olivia started to walk away before turning and held out her hand. Peter took it like he had a lifetime before and let her lead him as she always had. They walked to the Nissan and got in, Olivia smiled at him as she started the car and began the motions of pulling out. Peter watched her, taking in every motion and committing them to memory. She was his Olivia but not the one he was entirely used to, he'd be willing to bet her arms didn't hold the marks of her time under Walternate as his father was too different and didn't seem like the torture type. The tattoo was unlikely as well and a few of her mannerisms were not exactly like he remembered but what mattered was she was his, the Observer had told him so it had to be true. A new timeline meant new things despite old memories.

Halfway to the apartment, Olivia spoke quietly. "It's strange for me too." Looking over, she saw his face, "you have that 'this is different' face when you look at me, it's mixed with joy and happiness and love but it's there."

"I apologize..."

"Babe...don't." She smiled at him, "don't...don't apologize for something you're not responsible for."

He turned slightly in the chair, "but I am, I got into the machine..."

"And saved two universes," she shook her head, "I just...you know I think now I'm glad you got knocked out and thrown across that hanger. I glad we had those moments before you got in...if we had to do it all over, I'd have told you I'd loved you at the lab before I left." Olivia looked at him, "changing time to save me...sure it was insane but there are children who live full lives now, people who get to know love and hope is restored. We can't change who we love...it's biological and maybe that's how it was supposed to be all those years ago when Walter separated us. Knowing no matter what happened, we'd meet again...we'd fall in love again, be each other's best friend, know secrets. I never connected with anyone like I connect with you."

Peter chuckled, "you're not going to let me hate myself are you?"

"We get a second chance, no one gets that." She smiled, "so no...I want to forget that timeline, at least most of it. I want this to be new, a fresh start with no betrayal, no secrets...just truth and love. I mean, I was so angry with you over her...but I get peek now how you are and I see that connection. I don't hate her and I don't hate it but I do hate what happened. I see now...how it happened and so I can't be angry anymore at you or at her." Olivia shrugged, "I got to take care of Walter, I see and understand how much it affected you, he's like my father and he's a good one who cares and I'm sorry if that..."

"No," he chuckled and looked at her, "guess I can tell you now that all that's gone. You know what he did two weeks before the machine...he dragged me to Cartier's and told me to pick out a ring. We're standing in the middle of an expensive jewelry store and he is demanding I buy a ring for you." Peter laughed, "I mean, the man who couldn't hold his marriage together was telling me that three months in I needed to buy a ring for you."

Olivia smiled, "what did you say?"

Smiling at her, he reached over and touched her cheek. "I bought one the day after you came over with whiskey."

They made it to the apartment and Olivia lead him inside, they shed their coats and Olivia poured them a glass of whiskey in the kitchen and held it out to him. "To new beginnings."

Peter smiled, "and to love."

They each took a drink and Olivia put hers down. "I think...I think would have said yes if you had asked me at any point. I keep thinking of Mrs. Merchant and what you said to her about spending a lifetime with someone. I read your debrief...'I changed time to save universes but more importantly to save my wife, 15 years wasn't enough' and I don't think fifty will be enough either. I love you and I want forever."

"What do you think we should do about that?" She chuckled and kissed him, looking at him after and he asked the same question with different words. "Am I glimmering?"

This time she didn't lie, "yes but I'm not afraid." She walked away and turned back, holding out her hand. Peter took it like he did twenty minutes before.

She lead him to her bedroom and stood by the bed, slowly undoing her hair and shook her head. Peter's hands immediately went to the blond locks. She looped her arms around his neck and smiled as he leaned down and kissed him, one hand in her hair as the other went to her blouse's buttons.

"Do you love me?" Olivia stared into his eyes.

"You know I do."

Olivia smiled, her nose touching his. "Tell me...I want to hear you say it."

Peter chuckled as the last button was undone, "I love you, I love you so much it's hard for my heart to pump with how much space you take up in it."

"You say the sweetest things, despite how corny that are." She smiled and kissed him before pulling back and looking at the doors to her bedroom.

"Olivia..."

"Shh..." she put a finger to his mouth and bit her lip as the doors closed, Peter's voice following.

"Alright enough tricks for the night."

The next morning Lincoln knocked on Olivia's door, a bag of bagels and coffee in his hands. He expected her to be heading out to work at any moment so he thought they would carpool for the day. The door opened to a sight he wasn't expecting. Olivia wore yoga pants, an MIT shirt and had a piece of toast in her hand.

"I thought I would check up on you and bring breakfast...which I already see you have."

Olivia swallowed the bite she had in her mouth, "come on in, I'm going in at noon."

"I didn't realize you went to MIT."

She chuckled, "no...it's a joke, a private joke...sorry." She shut the door after him, "so what's up?"

"Uh...is that eggs I smell? Are you cooking because I got told on the other side, Olivia Dunhams don't cook."

"I can cook, she can't but I can." Olivia chuckled, "my mom always said 'if you can't cook, you'd be a hopeless wife' so I learned."

Lincoln shook his head, "wow...Nina was harsh."

"No, my biological mom." Olivia smiled, "no Peter's here...he's making breakfast."

"Oh...so he's talk to you again?"

"Yeah, I'll go tell him to make a doggy bag for you to take with you." She headed towards the kitchen and Lincoln noticed the bedroom doors were open. He saw the bed and bit his cheek, the sheets were riffled and wadded, clearly having been used and not in the traditional sense. Peter's phone on the nightstand and watch told him more had happened then a simple visit to make amends.

Laughter made him head towards the kitchen and he found Olivia as she poured a travel mag and Peter was smiling as he stood dressed and making what appeared to be breakfast burritos. The sugar slid across the counter and Lincoln stared in shock, he was seeing things obviously.

"Good job, you're able to do it without a second thought." Peter said with pride and she smiled.

"You make it easy," Olivia turned and held out a foil wrapped burrito and a coffee cup, Lincoln took both.

He looked at her, "thanks..."

"I have to take care of my boys." She gave a wink and Peter immediately stood up at that.

"Personality C coming out of memory set B, careful."

Olivia shook her head, "sorry, it's like I'm dealing with Lincoln and Charlie again. They were helpless without me or her, or us both."

Peter chuckled, "you think they were, they wanted you to think they were."

She looked at him and shook her head, "you think you're helpless without me but you are so resourceful. Think about it, I wouldn't have solved cases without your weird connections." Olivia smiled and leaned in, kissing him.

Lincoln realized the fight was over, Olivia had made her choice and Peter had accepted it. He wasn't fighting anymore so something must have happened during his time away from her. He understood what their murderer was talking about, the love in the couple before him was something he yearned for...it seemed endless and infinite. It was also proof that nothing he had done or could do would win him Olivia Dunham, the universes had decided for her...she was helpless. Like Walter had said, nature chose who people loved...not human beings.

Pulling back, Olivia smiled and looked up at Lincoln. He smiled at her, "I should go, I'll see you both later?"

"Yeah, hey a bunch of the Fringe agents were going to head out on Friday." Peter looked at him, "I say we join them, throw back a few beers and watch the hockey game...talk about issues at home."

"Sounds good, thanks for breakfast."

He left and heard a giggle as he did, instead of being upset he found himself actually kind of happy for them. Olivia was laughing again and Peter wasn't hopelessly acting like a lost puppy...everything seemed a bit more right in the already upside down universe.

Walking outside, he had someone bump into him and the coffee fell all over his suit despite the mug. Looking up he found a woman looking at him with a grim look. "I am so sorry, I usually am not like this. Can I buy you a cup to make up for it?"

"No it's fine, Lincoln Lee..." he saw her badge, "you're FBI?"

"New York...guilt as charged. Wait are you..." she chuckled, "Amy Jessup, I was going to speak to Agent Dunham but apparently I am actually supposed to meet you instead." She shook her head, "and spill your coffee on you. It's the like the universe has suddenly shifted and gone crazy."

Lincoln looked up at Olivia's apartment, "you have no absolutely no idea." He saw her transfer paper, "you're a transfer agent. Get me that coffee and I'll tell you everything about Fringe Division." He smiled as she did.

A/N: So Peter and Olivia have their reunion in private and Lincoln has a chance at love with a so loved character we haven't seen in a long while.

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