In Another Life

Disclaimer: This is where I say something bluntly cool and witty about how I don't own Fringe. Telling you this shows how cool I'm not huh?

A/N: My first try at conquering the Fringe FanFic world. Amazing what happens when my ideas of a non-canon pairing take on a life of their own huh? Well, this is that life. I'm basically taking this wherever my muse goes, so bear with me for the duration of the first couple chapters. It's going to be intense. Secondly, everything up to 3x09 "Marionette" has happened, and this is going to start right before Olivia's breakdown, then take on a life of its own. So, let's see how insane and implausible this could get, shall we?

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She's wondering why the hell life is so cruel. Because honestly, there is no way in hell that this morphed, twisted version of insanity can be her life.

Plus, there is no way she is pregnant.

The entire notion that she, Olivia Dunham, could be freaking pregnant by Lincoln Lee of the alternate universe, is absolutely ludicrous. She refuses to entertain the idea that it could possibly, overwhelmingly be true.

But staring down at the pregnancy test, and the images that begin to flood her mind (Alt-Lincoln, her mind stolen from her, almost dying, him showing up on her doorstep, breathing heavily, a scared and frantic look in his eyes, those words… him naked, her naked, the countless nights after that…) everything in her mind vies for her attention, all of it coming to a head and overloading her brain, a sob escaping her mouth.

Big, gasping, soul crushing sobs rack through her body, and silent tears stream down her face. Her breath hitches and vaguely, she hears a voice in her head, telling her that this release of emotion, while healthy, won't help her baby.

Slowly, everything subsides, and the first thing she needs to do is talk to her doctor. Then Broyles. Then write a few letters for the team at the lab.

Because there is no way in any universe is she subjecting her child, to Fringe Science.

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One hour and a doctor's visit all confirm that she is pregnant. The kicker? Her child's father is from an alternate universe and is probably wondering if those nights they shared, were actually products of her own feelings (Yes) or feelings of her counterparts (No).

It's a pretty complicated situation when you think about it.

But she still stands by her decision. She needs to leave the FBI and Fringe Division, if it means raising this child right, then she will abandoned everything she has ever known. How hard can it be?

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Turns out, the conversation goes more smoothly then Olivia thought it would. The former agent expected a lecture, a screaming match, glares and dirty looks, but Broyles takes one look at the had curled protectively around her stomach, sighs and signs her forms officially ending her time at the FBI.

"Take care of that child Olivia. He or she is one of kind to have a mother like you." He murmurs.

The blonde woman smiles slightly, and nods before turning on her heal and leaving his office.

As she steps outside, her face warmed by the sun, Olivia feels at peace for the first time since she returned to her native universe.

For the first time everything feels as if it is falling to the right place.

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A/N: And here ends chapter one. I know it's a little short, but they should get longer as time goes on. Reviews make me happy, so let's keep em coming shall we?