Spoilers: Night of desirable objects

Disclaimer: I do not own fringe, at least not in this reality.

Author's note: Last week I read "Insomnia" by Xeen Cyr, the scene protrayed was so sweet!, and it inspired this one. Also, my first language it's not English, so sorry about the grammar problems, any comment would be appreciated

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Keeper

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He was getting better at picking her lock, something that wasn't precisely good, if he could pick the lock without waking her up someone else could too.

Not a nice thought, Peter reflexed, not at this precise moment. The young Bishop entered the small apartment, it was dark like every night he had come, so he had to be very careful to not knock anything in his way to her bedroom.

He went slowly, the hard wood floor cracking under his weight.

She was there, sleeping on top of the covers, her cane next to her bed, the bathroom door open, as he has suggested, in case she needed anything.

Today was a full moon, the light of it filtering through the small crack in her bedroom courtains, she was on her side so he could see the bruises clearly. He flinched. They looked too big and too purple, but she had said she was fine and never complain.

He had to remember not to touch her in the shoulder.

Olivia was restless again, moving too much on the bed, the lines on her forehead more evident than ever, and a sligt layer of sweat glistenig against the light.

Peter walked towards her, she moved again, he held his breath, how was he going to explain him being here, watching her sleep like an stalker, he would have to tell her the truth, that he was worried and that watching her apartment from across the street wasn't enough anymore.

And then she would shoot him with the gun under her pillow.

She turned again, mumbling something unintelligible.

She wasn't going to sleep well unless he did something.

So far it had worked.

Peter got closer and put his hand on her forehead, she calmed almost instantly. He would have to leave eventually, he really didn't wat to explain this to her, he had enough with hiding the dark circles under his eyes.

He withdrew his hand, she seemed relaxed now, the line in her forehad gone, he smiled to himself and left the aparment silently.

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