Chapter 2 Undercover
Setting: Peter and Olivia's new apartment, and it is the middle of the night.
"Peter!" Olivia shouted, shoving Peter, nearly knocking him off the bed.
"Hmm…what?" Peter asked groggily, sleep still heavy in his eyes. Olivia looked at him with her best death glare and scolded him, "You were snoring my dear, and it has been keeping me up all damn night!"
Olivia then turned over so her back was to Peter, and punched her pillow before making a more comfortable position on her side. Just as she closed her eyes, she felt a large, warm arm wrap around her arm and waist, but she was too tired to do anything about it. Peter then pulled her closer to him, making their bodies flush. In a matter of minutes, Olivia was quite warm, that being from the comforter on top of her, as well as the body heat Peter was putting out. And she fell asleep moments later.
In the morning, when the alarm went off, Olivia awoke, and found herself entangled as she went to reach for the watch. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she realized that there was a man's arm around her waist, and an only covered by boxers leg holding her legs in place. Olivia slid her arm out of Peter's grip, and moved his leg back over to his side of the bed and got up to get ready.
(Peter's POV)
Peter was sleeping hard, having quite a pleasant dream too when he felt a cool breeze on the back of his neck. In his dream he saw Olivia Dunham come up behind him and begin to whisper his name, "Peter…Peter…" then she yelled to get his attention. "Bishop! WAKE UP! WE GOT WORK TO DO!"
Peter threw his pillow in Olivia's general direction, because after she had yelled she had already started walking away toward the kitchen. Peter's shot missed by a mile, and he wasn't bothered by it, because he turned over to Olivia's side of the bed and slept on her pillow.
He hadn't been asleep thirty seconds when he began to smell the sensuous aroma of coffee brewing, and followed his nose to the kitchen where the life-bringer would be brewing. As he walked into the kitchen, he almost ran into a wall while rubbing his eyes since he wasn't fully awake yet. Olivia placed a ceramic mug of black coffee in front of Peter as he sat down on one of the two bar stools in the tiny kitchen.
(Olivia's POV)
Just as Olivia was finishing her coffee, Peter came out ready to go, and sat down on the bar stool (same one as earlier) with a huge grin on his face. "No time for games Peter, we have a killer to catch." Olivia added, grabbing her purse and walking out the door, not really caring if she slammed the door in his face or not.
(several hours pass, and around 4, Olivia and Peter head up to their apartment once again to discuss a plan on how to get into a suspects apartment willingly without a warrant or arousing suspicion, which only happened to be a few doors down from them.)
As soon as they got to the door of the apartment, Olivia started fumbling around in her purse searching for the key, while Peter looked around like a nosy dog, trying to guess which apartment could have been their suspect's.
Just as she found the key and pulled it out, a suspicious looking character passed them down the hall, and gave Peter a strange look. Just as he passed Peter and Olivia, Peter grabbed hold of Olivia and placed a wet kiss on her lips, keeping Olivia's back toward the door as he slowly turned the key in the lock while kissing her, mainly so the suspect wouldn't see the badge that was strategically placed on Olivia's hip.
The man caught another glimpse of the two, just before Peter opened the door and they fell into the apartment, lips still locked. Peter fell on top of Olivia, and then rolled over and broke their kiss as soon as he realized they were in the apartment. (Fortunately for them, the door had a habit of closing on its own.)
Olivia got up off the floor faster than Peter realized and nearly kicked him in the forehead for pulling such a stunt. "What the HELL was that about Peter?" Olivia asked in a huff.
"I just uh…he looked like a suspect and I…I didn't want him to know you were a federal agent" Peter added, his voice almost pleading she wouldn't shoot him.
"Really? Really Bishop?" She gave him a stern look and then turned to go into the bedroom. Just before she turned that way, she caught a glimpse of the terrified look on Peter's face. "If all you wanted to do was kiss me Peter, all you had to do was ask." She added smiling, before closing the bedroom door.
Peter's frown quickly turned into a smile and decided to press his luck once again, only cutting through the door of the bathroom that led into the bedroom…
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