Fringe Fanfiction
Chapter One
"What do you mean missing? Walter this isn't some LSD trip is it?"
"No, for the love of god Nina, our Olivia and Peter are missing!"
"How long have they been gone Walter? They're not just late from an assignment are they?"
"No! Nina you listen to me right now! Right now Nina! God dammit!" Walter's voice thundered through the phone line. In the background, Astrid looked up from the computer.
"Walter," she cooed.
Over the years she'd gained the very close trust of Walter Bishop. And her voice could calm down the scientist in a split second. Especially when he had worked himself up into a frenzy like he was doing on the phone with Nina.
"Walter, give me the phone." Nina sat in her chair listening to the phone switch users. "Hello? Miss Sharp?"
"Yes Agent Farnsworth?"
"Um, what Walter is saying about Peter and Olivia, it's true. They were sent on an assignment to check out a fringe event in a group of abandoned buildings. Agent Broyles called the lab a few hours ago saying they went off the grid. When other agents were sent out to check, the buildings were all empty. Every last one. They have no idea where they went Miss Sharp."
The plastic phone hit the ground with an empty thud before bouncing.
"Miss Sharp?" Astrid's voice was a whisper from the ground. But Nina had already left her office. "I think she's passed out or something Walter."
Nina's heels clicked down the hallway, she was almost in a dead run now. The people in the hallways stared at her. Their boss, who was always so composed and gathered together, was running down the hall with tears almost running down her cheeks. Each worker stopped with shocked looks on their faces.
A gloved finger jabbed the elevator button to go down. She kept pressing it until the doors finally opened. Nina stepped in and made sure no one else was getting in with her. She pulled out her cellphone from her pocket. Her fingers jabbed the numbers so hard she almost worried about breaking it.
"Broyles."
He sounded disinterested.
"Phillip you better have a good god dammed answer for why I'm just now being told my Olive is missing you little shi-"
"Nice to hear from you too Nina."
"Phillip you piece of shit, where is Olivia and Peter. They fell off the grid my ass. You tell me every single thing you know right now."
"They went on an assignment to a warehouse, a strange death including possible shape shifting tech that went wrong. They got there. And they went off grid Nina. No tracking systems can find them. We even sent groups of agents down to investigate. And the entire building was empty. You don't think we'd leave two of our own people there with no help did you?"
"You better find them and you better find them soon. And I mean it Phillip so help me God." She clicked end. Every single thought she'd had was a horrific end. It was a mother's worst nightmare, not knowing where your child was.
No matter what Nina had always thought of Rachel and Olivia as her own children. She'd only come close to having her own children a few times but nothing could have been better than the day she got Olivia and Rachel. There had been ups and downs like any mother-daughter relationship but with Olivia working with fringe there were many more nerve racking moments.
The sleek black car pulled up to the old stone building. Even sleeker black heels clicked on the stones as Nina stepped out of the car.
Down the hall. Down the stairs. Down another hall. Followed by more and more stairs and halls. A foggy glassed window stood in front of her.
"Walter?" Nina almost yelled entering the lab. Her voice was sharp and loud. It pierced every corner of the lab making her presence known.
"Nina?" Walter's head popped out from behind the pillar. A familiar smile crossed his face. One that only Nina could conjure from him.
"Oh Walter!" The tears streamed down her face now. Makeup falling down with them. "Walter I don't know what to do! Who to call. Where to go. Philip won't tell me anything and I don't know where to look!"
Walter's arms held her tightly and comfortably. It was almost like an old friend's hug and yet so much more than that. They had been friends for years and lovers for almost as long. Yet hidden in the dark, their love had still remained strong. A love that knew no bounds that needed to be explored and had been yet a love that knew its bounds already.
"Nina, Nina, Nina," he whispered into her blazing fire of hair. "They'll be ok my sweets. It's Peter and Olivia. You know how good they are Nina."
A loving touch led her to a chair to sit down. A precautionary to a possible panic attack or worse. Her heart race sped up to an almost inhuman pace. Sweat began almost dripping from her hair. With each thought that passed through her spinning head, a worse scenario replaced it.
"No, no, no something is not right Walter! There just is something off about this!"
Walter thought of a brilliant idea.
In the last decades of their lives together, their friendship and love life, Walter could do one thing that no other man could. Make the best mix of marijuana ever. No one else could come close to his. And when it came to calming Nina, it was almost like calming a category four hurricane that conjured up F5 tornadoes. It was near impossible. For anyone but Walter. Even with his childish ways, Walter could turn Nina into putty. The CEO of Massive Dynamic could be changed from a raging tyrant to a sleeping child in seconds.
But he knew causing Nina to pass out wouldn't be a great idea, not right now anyhow. No, now was a time for a mass consumption of weed. And munchies.
"Here," Walter said. He held out half of a blunt to her. "This is like the old stuff we used to get."
Nina's tear stained ice blue eyes looked up at him. Taking it from him, she inhaled deeply. Her chest raised and she held onto that breath with everything she had before exhaling smoothly and calmly.
A small smile crept over her face.
"Do you think they'll be ok Walt?"
"You haven't called me Walt in ages Nina."
She started to giggle. And when Nina giggled like a twelve year old girl, the weed was kicking in. This method was fast but it lasted longer than normal as well. Walter, who was more used to the drug, had been taking hits all day since he'd heard the news.
Her giggle grew into a laugh. Trying to think how long it had been since he'd seen Nina laugh so hard she was gasping for air, Walter started to laugh as well.
"Are you two ok?" Astrid brought a file to the cabinet.
"Yes Astro we are. Perfectly fine my dear. Would you like some?" he held out the blunt, which was now half of its original size.
"Um no Walter. I'm fine. Do I need to babysit you two?" her eyes flicked from one laughing adult to the other.
"No, no, we're fine. You go out to lunch, on me," Nina dug out a fifty dollar bill before handing it to her.
"I can't accept that Nina but I will take your advice. I will head out for lunch and maybe I'll just make it a longer lunch. Sound ok?"
"Yes!" Walter's smile stretched wider as he looked up at the other agent.
"And if you need anything call me ok?"
"Ok!" Both of them chimed.
Astrid took this as her key to go.
"You really think they'll be ok Walt?" Nina leaned her head against his shoulder. They stared off into the unknown together. Facing it head on together. Hand in hand. Then again to them they really thought they were looking into the actual great unknown.
"They will Nina, they are good kids. Our kids. We raised them right. Even in our separate universe we raised them in, we still did it rather well if I did say so."
"My Olive just needs to be so much more careful. So much more. I mean she has so much to live for but she risks so much when she's working."
"Nina, I watch out for her. I didn't not care for her when she was younger. I know that you cared for her much more than I ever have but I watch out for our girl."
Nina stopped talking.
"Walter, do you have some whiskey?"
"Nina, no whiskey, you know how you get."
Nina knew. She remembered the first time she'd gotten high and drunk when she was taking classes at Harvard. After a miserable test, Nina had invited the only other classmate she really talked to, a shy student named Walter Bishop.
Both had gone out to supper to celebrate a near passing grade on their tests. As a trepid boy, Walter had only seen girls on movies and in restaurants with other boys. They'd talked quietly over their food. Ordered drinks they'd never had before. And held hands.
Walter knew that Nina would never go for that, not on their first night out. But he would try best he could.
"So this is your first semester here?" She asked cutting into a steak.
"Yes, it is."
"Are you liking it?"
"Yes," he muttered.
"You don't talk much do you Walt? Do you mind if I call you Walt?"
"Um, I'm more of a thinker, and no I don't mind."
"Well, I'll change that Walt, you stick with me and you'll be talking nonstop."
"Um, Nina, is this your first semester here?"
"Yes, it is. But I've grown accustom to the environment rather well and rather fast. I just threw myself out there."
Their conversation stretched on into the night. And then the wait staff began to clean under the tables and place the chairs away, they knew it was time to leave. Walter had driven her to the place and as he drove away, they discussed where they should go to next.
"There is this one spot I know of. Maybe you'd like it, you can see the stars and the sky," he suggested.
"Take me there Walt."
The rusty used car Walter had gotten at a steal stopped in front of the tower. Pulling out a key, he explained that the head of the science department had recruited his brilliant mind to use on a project. The janitor had given him the requested key so that Walter and the professor could lock up instead of the janitor staying until the wee hours of the morning. Grabbing her hand, he lead her down various halls. They both knew them well, the halls to get to most of their classes. But then they took an unexpected turn down a hall that Nina had not known about. Pictures of presidents and dignitaries lined the walls. Each were larger and more pompous than the last.
"Is that Professor James and Queen Elizabeth?" Nina stopped cold, looking closer at the picture. Their science professor stood next to the then young queen, her arm interlaced in his, both were beaming with large smiles.
"Yes, I'll have to tell you that story later! Oh the stories you hear staying late with him!" Walter's eyes flashed before tugging her along the hallway.
A spiral staircase shot up into the building. This must be the tower, she thought as they started to climb.
"Ladies first," Walter waved his arm for her. "All you do is go until you reach the door. It's unlocked so you should be able to open it Nina."
And she climbed them. Each stair until she reached the door. She took a cautious step off the metal landing and onto the pebble covered rooftop.
"Walter," she said breathlessly. "It's so beautiful."
"You should see it when there is a dance or event going on, or at Christmas time, although it's much colder out. But it's all lit up down there." He waved his hand around like it was nothing.
Nina's eyes sparkled more than he'd ever seen them. And that took him off guard. His mouth shut tight and he felt the need to touch her, to hold her in his arms. It was such a magical moment for the both of them. It was the first time Walter had ever brought anyone up to the roof that wasn't Professor James. And they'd only done that to watch a meteor shower.
"Walt, thank you for bringing me up here, it's so beautiful." She stood on the tips of her toes and planted a quick peck on his unsuspecting lips.
Stunned as never before Walter wrapped his arms around her. His hold keeping her mere inches from him. Her heart beat fluttered inside her chest, he could feel it. Those icy blue eyes blinked a copious amount and her breathing became more shallow.
Now he really had no idea what to do. But she did.
For she had taken part in the sexual freedoms of college where for the first few months Walter had not.
Her hands slipped around his neck pulling his face so close to hers the tips of their noses were touching. Briefly she closed her eyes before lining her lips up to his. She tugged on his lower lip with her teeth, gently grazing it before passionately kissing him now. Their tongues slipped together, moving as one. Walter moved his hands to her lower back before his hand moved to her shapely bottom. Nina moaned in response.
Walter's kisses trailed down her neck. She leaned back to let him delve farther down her body, but he stopped as his lips brushed the collar of her top.
"Walt, please don't stop," she pleaded. But he did. His hand interlaced with hers leading her to a rickety old lawn chair that looked like a feather would turn it to dust.
"Come Nina," he made himself comfortable in the chair before she crawled on top of him. Her head rested on his chest.
She could feel his heart beating through his chest, through his clothes, through her body. Her head rose and fell with each breath he took and feelings had stirred in her like they never had before. Shifting a few inches toward his face, she kissed him lightly on the cheek. It was feather light and quick as a spotting a fire fly on a dark night, but it meant something.
Nina Sharp didn't just kiss anyone like that. Usually she kissed with fervor and passion and sexual tension. But with Walter, she didn't feel the need to rush to the sex. He felt like someone she could be with on a personal level.
Turning his head to her, Walter kissed her precious red colored lips. He'd always wondered what it would be like to really kiss those lips, the lips that were nearly the color of her hair. And tonight he had. The only thing was, he didn't want to forget it. And so he kissed her for seconds, for minutes, for almost an hour they kissed. Hands roaming over each other's bodies. Minds becoming dizzy with passion and general lack of oxygen. Never before had they kissed anyone like they were kissing each other.
"Oh dear, it's almost three am!" Nina looked down at her watch. If she were to go to her dorm room her roommate would be furious for waking her. It was the largest downfall of having a light sleeper as a roommate. The other was that her roommate had no intention of ever taking a science class nor did she have any idea of what homework load Nina had. "Now where will I go?"
"I don't suppose you'd like to come with me?"
Her eyes glared at him. This was something she did not want to rush. Couldn't he tell that?
"I have a couch, you could sleep in my bed, and I could take the couch."
"That sounds ok, if you wouldn't mind that I mean."
"Not at all. I do have a flat mate but I don't think Bellie would mind."
"Bellie?"
"William Bell, he's a friend of mine. We share a house together, just a few blocks from campus."
"Oh, he won't mind?"
"No, he shouldn't. He'll most likely be passed out from being drunk or high off his behind!" Walter laughed.
"Do you get high Walter?" Her voice was soft and innocent now.
"Sometimes yes," he looked down at her wondering eyes. "Ok, I get high quite a bit."
She couldn't believe it. Walter Bishop, the quiet science genius who worked with the professors themselves got high on what sounded like a regular basis. Her mind was spinning in the crazy idea.
"Have you ever gotten high Nina?"
"Once or twice, it wasn't all that great. Nothing really happened."
"Well, you've never had my special blend."
They had returned to the house to find William Bell passed out in his room over about a dozen open science books and notebooks. Walter clicked the lamp off and shut his door tight before pulling Nina along to his bedroom.
He shuffled around in the lowest dresser drawer he had before coming out with a pile of odd items. A few half naked women on magazine covers were tossed to the side while Walter's cheeks flushed crimson. He shifted around some reading books before a clear baggie appeared.
Out of his pocket he pulled out a lighter and handed her the finger length blunt. She took it from him and put it to her lips. Inhaling Walter's finger rubbed against the lighting mechanism and a flame shot out. She inhaled more and held onto her breath as Walter took a deeper hit.
"Wow," she said finally letting go of her breath.
"Now here, Bellie and I tried this drink with it the other night, it was the best trip ever Nina." He handed her a bottle with clear liquids in it.
"What is it?" She sniffed it, cringing her face in disgust. "It smells awful!"
"It's fine Nina, just a little alcoholic beverage. I wouldn't try to harm you in any way my dear. But only a sip or two for now."
She lifted the bottle to her lips, and took two very small sips. Whatever it was, the taste was better than the smell. The taste she pondered on. There really was no taste to it. It was more of a slightly flavored water.
Walter took a bigger sip before setting the bottle back down.
"Now, my dear Nina, we wait."
"For what?"
"The alcohol to kick in! What shall we do in the mean time?" His hands ran up her back and yanked her back so she was lined firmly against his body. She could feel his apparent arousal and got a sneaky idea in her head. The time to take things slow was for later. Tonight she would explore their feelings for each other. And now.
She flipped around and pushed him until he was sitting on the very edge of his bed. His head was level with her firm perky breasts that moved faster as her idea grew in her mind. She pressed him back so that he was now lying on his bed and straddled his hips. She nearly ripped open his shirt as she unbuttoned it too fast for her hands. Tossing it behind her she kissed her way up and down his chest, his springy hairs slipping through her fingers as her nails dug into his flesh. She raked her fingers down his bare chest to the fly of his jeans.
He groaned from deep in his chest. So low it was almost a growling noise. This only heightened Nina's arousal. She looked into his eyes. Both sets of eyes were full of lust and hunger. Walter grabbed Nina behind her knees and in one fell swoop flipped her onto her back. She laughed at the sudden movement but kissed him furiously when his face dared come close to hers.
Walter sat her upright long enough to take her tight purple sweater off. Her breasts were magnificently shaped, in his hands they were just firm enough and at the right touch her nipples peaked and his mouth went over them. Flicking his tongue over the bud Nina's every nerve twitched in her body. Walter slipped a hand down her torso and to her band of her jeans. Dipping a finger below the fabric he 'oohed' at the fact she was not wearing any panties.
"You naughty girl."
He pulled away from her breasts and pulled off her jeans. A small puff of red curly hair covered her. Walter spread her legs wider as he lightly kissed her clit. She jumped at the touch. Lightly licking her, she squirmed under him. She moaned his name. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him tightly to her.
Walter licked her pussy and teased her until she wouldn't stop moaning. A single finger was all that did it. Her slid his middle, the longest, finger in her and she hit the ceiling. Her back arched as she moaned and thrashed about the bed. He could feel her clench down on his finger. Over and over again, orgasms washed over her amazing figure. In only moonlight, he could see her beautiful body moving.
"Oh….my….god…." She croaked out between gasps of air. "Walter, I've never had a better orgasm before."
He lay on top of her, his whole weight pressed down on her now. The hummingbird heart she now had would have fluttered away if he hadn't.
"I aim to please. Nina you are so beautiful I can't stand it. Could I make sweet, sweet love to you?" he had absent mindedly began rubbing his groin against her thigh.
"Please do Walter, please for the love of all that is holy, do."
In a flash his jeans were in a pile on the floor.
"You naughty thing you, not wearing any boxers!" Nina laughed.
"I suppose I'm to be punished? Please?"
"Later Walter, and I'll make it a good one too!"
He lifted her leg and kissed the tips of her toes before making a trail all the way up her body. He stopped to give her an extra little tease at her pussy before kissing her lips again. Biting down on each other, they knew that the morning light would not be pleasant. But neither cared. Tomorrow was another day.
"Oh Walt, please," she begged.
Walter rubbed the head of his shaft up and down her wet sex a few times before entering her fully. They both let out a loud moan. Nina's hands went under his shoulders and came back around her nails holding onto his shoulders, just in case she needed to dig them in.
He thrusted into her again and again. With each thrust her nails dug into his flesh once again. Their breathing quickened and their moans grew exponentially. Walter leaned closer to her neck and kissed her there. He kissed and bit on her neck. It was just enough to send her over the edge.
Her nails unhinged themselves from his shoulders and drug a trench down his back, the pain only made him want to make her climax again. She arched her back and let out a scream this time. Her sex clenched down around his cock and it was enough to send him over the edge. He dug his toes into the bed and shivers went through his entire body.
"Wow," he sighed in happiness. "I think that's the best sex ever."
Nina could do nothing but nod in agreement. Walter pulled the blanket up around them, laying his head on her chest he could feel her heart beat fluttering in her chest a million beats a second. And slowly both heart beats slowed to a normal rate before slowing to a sleeping rate. Their breaths became normal again and they slept like children who had played all day.