Hey again. This story will only have 2 Chapters, so it's really short. Hope you all enjoy reading.

This is Rated T (maybe later M)

Chapter 1 Undercover

It was 4:32 when Olivia and Peter arrived to their new apartment building. There was nobody sitting at the lobby desk, which didn't seem out of the ordinary to Olivia, but what caught her off guard was the fact that the entire apartment building seemed completely abandoned, with the exception of her and Peter.

Peter then came bounding in, his luggage in tow, making as much noise as he possibly could. "Hey Dun.."
"SHHH!" Peter was interrupted by her in mid-statement, as she turned quickly on her heel and moved briskly towards him. "Do you want to blow our cover?" Olivia whispered, turning back around to head toward the old spiral staircase leading to the second floor.
"Okey sweetheart" Peter added, keeping his cover as Olivia's boyfriend, only she thought he was enjoying it a bit too well. "But darling, isn't there an elevator we can take?" He complained.
Olivia stopped going up the stairs, rolled her eyes and turned to look at the loaded down man pulling up the rear. "Well, dear…you are the one who insisted on carrying everything!" , chimed Olivia, taking a few bags from Peter's grasp. Together they climbed the spiral stairs, (fortunately for Peter only one flight) and reached their room.

Olivia noticed, as Peter was digging around in his pockets for the key they had been given to their apartment, the floor they were on was practically abandoned too, just as quiet and empty as the lobby downstairs. When Peter finally found his key, he put it in the door handle, turned it and opened the door to their small apartment.

When they walked in, the first thing to be seen was a rather small living room/kitchen, with all the furnishings straight out of the eighties, and by the looks of things, it hadn't been touched…since the eighties.
Peter decided rather quickly to drop his things and check out the bathroom and bedroom. Being the first one, he got to see how he and Olivia were to sleep, and in doing so, he found out something he knew Olivia would NOT like. When he came out of the bedroom, he had a mischievous smirk on his face, and of course Olivia knew he was up to something.
"You um uhhh…you aren't going to like what you find in the bedroom" Peter added, his smirk fading to a more straight face.

Olivia wasn't sure she then wanted to see what horrible thing was in the bedroom. She knew that they were going to have to share a room and a bathroom, which she felt she could live with, but when Olivia Dunham walked into the bedroom that she and Peter Bishop were going to have to share for at least the next two weeks, she dropped everything on the floor, including her jaw.

The windows and curtains were fine, there was a door leading into the bathroom, and there was a decent sized walk-in closet for the two of them to share, two separate dressers, and a nightstand, which Olivia let out a mental yes! when she saw it was on her side of the bed, but when Olivia Dunham saw that there was only ONE bed in there (queen size), she was absolutely furious. I told them TWO beds! Olivia thought.

"Yeah um, so…" Peter trailed off as he came up behind her.
"Peter" Olivia said his name with a firm tone in her voice.
"No worries, I'll sleep on the couch. It really isn't a big deal. I used to sleep on the couch as Walter and I were sharing a room."

After everything was put away, Peter and Olivia ordered Pizza, and ate in the living room, talking about what was to come in the next couple of weeks with their case. After they ate, Olivia decided to take a shower, while Peter relaxed on the couch, he opened his laptop. When Olivia was done in the bathroom she opened the door that lead directly to the bedroom, and proceeded to change into her sweatpants and her oversized North Western shirt there.

Afterwards, she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. She hadn't had them closed for 30 seconds when she realized Peter had to sleep on the uncomfortable couch in the living room. She almost felt bad, and a slight ping of guilt began to rise in the pit of her stomach.
Frustrated, she stood, and began pacing around the bedroom in her bare feet, trying to think of the best solution so she wouldn't compromise the case. Finally, when she came to a decision, she went over to the living room where Peter was typing something on his laptop, a lack of sleep showing deeply around his eyes, she stopped at the end of the hall and called his name.

"Peter" she spoke softly, "I…I felt bad about making you sleep out here…would you like to join me in the bedroom?" Not two seconds after Olivia had uttered her sentence; Peter had already closed his laptop, and walked past her towards the bedroom.
Just in the doorway of the bedroom, Peter stopped and turned around to face Olivia, who had started making her way slowly back to the bedroom.
He spoke four words to her, and when all he got was a weak smile and nod as a response, he knew he was in the clear. "Liv, are you sure?"

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