Family Chaos
Spoilers: All Seasons of Fringe
Disclaimer: If I owned Fringe, Fauxlivia would not be pregnant.
A/N 1: For those of you that know me, you know I post multi-chapters in twos. The first chapter and epilogue are posted single but all the chapters in between are posted in twos. If this is your first time reading one of my stories...now you know.
Peter woke at his alarm and he opened his eyes when Olivia dug her head farther into his neck to escape the offending noise. Kissing her head, he rose up on his elbow and leaned over her to turn the offending piece of technology off.
"Five more minutes." Olivia whispered and buried herself under the blanket and into his pillow; he chuckled and kissed her head.
"As long as you want, it's your day off remember."
He grabbed his boxers from the floor and pulled them on before picking up their clothes from the floor. Peter laid her suit out and found it wrinkled, knowing how to dewrinkle it he planned to. Taking a shirt from the dresser he laid it at the bottom of the bed before grabbing clothes for a shower.
"I'm going to get a shower," he leaned down and kissed Olivia's cheek, "there's a shirt at the end of the bed for you…I have to dewrinkle your suit."
She opened her eyes and smiled, "thank you, you're a sweetheart."
"That's my line, get some sleep." He stole a kiss from her and she smiled as she slipped back into slumber, Peter pushed her hair back and starred at her for a few moments.
Peter showered and let the steam hit Olivia's suit as it hung on the back of the door, he let himself think about the night before and how much it meant to him…not the physical activities per say but the fact Olivia had handed her emotions over and wanted what he did.
Waking up to her in his arms had been…if he was honest, it hadn't felt the same as before with her alternate…the woman slept away from him up until the last two weeks. Having Olivia in his arms, her face buried in his neck and sleeping beside him made him feel as if the future was laid out before him…he wanted to wake up to that every morning.
As he dressed, he checked her suit and found the wrinkles gone…that was one problem solved, having to deal with Walter if he was home was another. Dressing, Peter checked on Olivia to find her still asleep but she had pulled on the shirt that had been at the bottom of the bed, no doubt because she was cold.
Smiling from the doorway, he closed the door after placing her suit inside on the chair and made his way downstairs to check and see if Walter had made it home or not…the man had and was making breakfast.
"Good morning Peter," Walter looked at him, "coffee?"
Peter chuckled and pulled a mug down, "I'll get my own but thanks. What time did you get in last night?"
"Moments ago actually, I heard the shower and figured you'd be down." He mixed pancake batter, "I'm making your favorite…honey raisin pancakes."
Peter chuckled, "thanks Walter but no one makes them like Mom…I'll leave you to cooking."
"Morning." Olivia came in the kitchen with her suit on and was tying her hair back, her blazer undone and shirt still untucked. "Can I get some of that?"
"Denying you coffee is the worst crime possible." Peter chuckled and poured her a cup and added a spoon full of sugar. "There you are."
"Thanks," she groaned and pulled her phone from her pocket to see it was Rachel. She answered it, "hey no I remembered, like moments ago…no we had a horrible case but everything is fine now. What time does the plane land…okay I'm on my way, I'm so sorry Rach…I over slept. Love you too." She hung up and put the coffee down. "I have to go, Rachel's plane landed ten minutes ago."
Peter handed her a travel mug, "I fear for the drivers on the road."
She smiled and leaned up, kissing him despite Walter's presence. "Thank you," she touched his chin, "I'll see you later…no doubt Ella will want to see you immediately as last time she saw you was before you ran."
"I have her birthday present upstairs so just let know so I can wrap it for her."
"Okay," she gave him another kiss and headed back upstairs only to get her coat and left.
Walter chuckled and Peter put a hand up, "I don't want to hear it Walter…keep your thoughts to yourself."
He headed upstairs for two reasons, one to escape Walter and the other to measure the unused master bedroom to see if it was more to his liking…a double or queen bed would not fit in his current room and the current bed was way too small to be doing what he did the night before on it again.
A/N: A little morning after scene, next we find Rachel and Olivia discussing Olivia's relationship with Peter.