Slow Progression into Family

Spoilers: All Episodes are fair game but MAINLY Season 3 (including Bloodline Promos)

Disclaimer: I don't own Fringe, wish I did.


Olivia screamed as she was forced to push the tiny life from her body, one she was not prepared for just yet. Lincoln was holding her hand as she pushed, a medic there between her legs ready to catch the newborn. Moments before a scream would fill the air, Olivia looked up to see the Secretary walking over.

His hand held a pistol and he looked at her, she knew what was going on…she was nothing but a vessel to him. The baby was the real value, she had misjudged him and Walter Bishop on the other side had been correct…this one was evil. She screamed again as the life slipped from her body and its cried filled the air.

The medic laid the baby on her chest and she cradled it, a baby boy…a headful of dark curls and his eyes opened to reveal an olive tone…he was all Peter with a hint of her, perfect. Olivia kissed his head and smiled at him, "hi there, I'm your mother." Although deep inside something told her this baby wasn't hers, something felt off as if the child didn't belong to her but she pushed it away.

"Hand the child over Agent Dunham," the Secretary looked at her and signaled to a guard to take the baby but she held him tight, his cries filled the air.

"Shh, I have you…he won't hurt you. Mommy has you James."

Lincoln moved to stand and as he did, the Secretary shot him in the chest which caused Olivia to gasp. "I said hand the child over…he is not yours to care for."

She looked at him, "he is my son!"

"He is far from your son, he was created in a lab from the DNA of my son and that of the other Olivia Dunham…I needed her unique gifts and I have them now. The fact you were with my son gave me just the opening I needed…you were the perfect surrogate without prior knowledge."


Olivia looked at the baby in her arms, she whispered to him as she kissed his head. "If you are like her, cross over and get far away from here…go to your father and stay safe."

The baby merely blinked before Olivia felt something strong pull on her, she felt the ground shaking and looked up to see the Secretary fade away. The buildings began to change and she felt weak, she had crossed over she knew.

Looking down at the baby, she found him limp and barely breathing, the energy required was almost too much for his tiny body. Before she passed out, a woman came over and looked at her, asking if she needed help.

"FBI…say Agent Dunham is down and in need of help." That was all she got out before she passed out from exhaustion of traveling universes mixed with childbirth and experimentation.


Peter sat between Bell and Walter, they were trying to deduce what to do since it had been three weeks and sharing the body wasn't going well…Olivia would become extremely stressed and scared when she got her momentary consciousness back. It lasted anywhere from a minute to ten minutes and most of the time was used to calm her down meaning they couldn't do anything or ask her anything.

"I'll do it," Peter looked at Bell, "I'll become the host, as long as you leave Olivia."

Bell chuckled, "my boy it's not as simple as that, Olivia is the strongest of us all mentally…to take your body as a host means that you may not survive. This is one of the reasons I chose Olivia, she's uniquely suited for short term storage. I understand this is personal for you…"

"You know nothing." Peter stood and Bell chuckled at him.

"Only the foolish believe in love but then again the foolish are often right." Bell stood and looked at him with a smile. "You asked if I believed in fate, perhaps I do but destiny has a unique way of putting pieces together where and when you least expect it. Olivia always needed someone strong for her as although she appears tough, underneath is that scared little girl you met so long ago in a bed of tulips."


Peter turned, "what the hell are you talking about?"

"You don't remember and neither does Walter but you and Olivia met as children, after she started a fire you were the one to help her calm down…a connection was formed and that connection drives you to each other. Some would call it love, others may call it coincidence and a few may say it was fate but I prefer to call it destiny." He smiled at Peter, "trust me when I tell you Peter, you need Olivia to survive what is ahead just as she will need you. You two are the key and lock to either healing or destroying so together you must work together or nothing is accomplished."

"Found one," Astrid walked over, "male victim, homeless with no address and has been dead for two days. Good health and hasn't been cup up yet…since we have no willing donor volunteers me might want to start with the dead."

Bell smiled at Astrid, "good work my dear, have the body transported to Massive Dynamic and we'll go from there." He chuckled and looked at Peter, "it was worth the wait, in twelve hours Olivia will be back and you'll be with her again."


A/N: Next we deal with the aftermath of Bell leaving Olivia and Fauxlivia showing up.