Title: Even The Darkest Night
Author: greyslostwho
Pairing: Decidedly Peter/Olivia.
Rating: PG for now
Summary: Peter and Olivia in another of those AUs that are sprouting out everywhere, slightly ambiguous. Open enough and plot-less enough to be randomly updated, whenever.
Spoilers: None, not really.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really.
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In the middle of the night, together, they stirred, waking from fitful dreams of fast moving fog and oncoming blackness and total oblivion. It took him a second to register her similar state, and three for his arms to snake around her, always initiating.
She shook her head slowly, her eyes welling up.
"I'm so tired." She whispered, her shoulders shaking, and normally he'd be the most understanding person in the world, he would wrap her in his arms and let her rest her head on his chest so she could try and claim the sleep that had been stolen from her eyelids. But tonight was everything and nothing, tonight they were both out for themselves, and he didn't think he would get by without her. He stared into her eyes, defying her.
"It might be the last…" he started to say, and his voice was loud and gravely where he was forcing the emotion down. She put a finger to his lips, eyes darting.
"You have to be quiet." She hissed, "Every night could be the last."
He frowned at her. "Please, Liv…"
A deep sigh marked her yielding to his wishes.
His body moved over hers with liquid clarity, his arms bracing himself above her, his muscles, the sordid results of forced training, rippling as he strived to drown himself in her.
She was one of the best, Olivia Dunham, there was no doubt about it, but Peter suspected no one had ever seen how vulnerable she looked laid under him, tears of desperation leaking from her eyes, her soul for once not searching.
He pressed searing kisses to her, but for five minutes she was nothing more than Olivia.
Nothing hurt as much as feeling the mattress shake with her sobs afterwards, watching her roll away from his embrace.
And wake in the morning like nothing had happened.
This won't all be angst, I promise. There will be fluff, action... you name it... it's very open to alteration of any kind :)
