This is my humble submission for the Fringe Halloween FanFiction Challenge going on as we speak. If you would like to participate in it please PM me and I'll send you the info.

I don't own Fringe or anything to do with it. Unbetaed-all mistakes are mine.

Bolivia-centric, of course! And Charlie's still intact and alive. :)

I hope you enjoy.

Identity Crisis-Chapter 1

Astrid Farnsworth cradled the digital camera close to her chest. "Thanks, guys, for letting me take a picture of you in your costumes." She giggled. "You really look great." She took one more moment to cherish Peter and Olivia standing in front of her in their full Bonnie and Clyde regalia, complete with machine guns.

Unlike the party guests with whom they would soon be mingling, Astrid knew Olivia concealed her real FBI-issue gun somewhere under her scanty skirt. A sudden thought hit her and she wondered if Peter knew exactly where her gun was.

Walter set down a test tube and approached them chewing his gum madly. He put an arm around each of them. "You two have a wonderful time. You're going to be the life of the party-I just know it!"he said excitedly. As an afterthought he added, "I wonder what costume Agent Francis will be wearing since he is the host?" Walter stepped back and slowed his chewing. "I picture him as Rick Blane, for some reason."

"I don't know, Walter, but we'll find out soon enough," Olivia Dunham replied turning and smiling at Peter. "We need to get going." As if on cue the ringing of Olivia's cell phone filled the lab. Hastily she dug it out of her cleavage. "Agent Dunham," she said cheerfully into the phone. There was a pause as the caller spoke and Olivia's expression turned serious. "Yes, sir, we'll be right there."

Olivia sighed and turned to Peter Bishop whose brows had knit together after seeing her face. "What's up now?"

"That was Broyles. We need to see him right away," Olivia said as she looked into Peter's eyes.

"Is it serious?" Peter replied.

"Don't know. He didn't say. Hopefully we can take care of business and still make the party."

Peter sighed. "Yeah, hopefully. I want to watch Charlie's face when he sees you," Peter said trying to make light of the heaviness that had filled the lab.

"Well, get going you two," Astrid stated. "The sooner you see Broyles the sooner you can party. I'll be along after I help Walter clean up here."

Olivia and Peter both nodded. Peter gestured for Olivia to go ahead of him. She turned and started for the exit with Peter right on her heels. He opened the lab door for her and it took Olivia a little maneuvering to get her giant machine gun through the opening in addition to her body. Peter was a little more coordinated getting his weapon through the doorway. He closed the door behind him with a gentle click.

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