So, here's the 2nd chapter! There might be a little trouble in "Paradise" :)

Hope you enjoy!

Optimum Nightclub

Worcester, Mass.

1:35am

Olivia pulls up to the scene and notices other FBI agents, EMTs, several people who were obvious club goers, and what appears to be most of the local PD.

Hopefully the local PD where kept away from the scene.

From past experiences she knows they tend to interfere more than help in these situations.

Olivia with Peter and Walter following approach Agent Francis.

"Hey Charlie, what do we have?" Olivia ask.

"Around 11:30pm the local dispatch received a call from a man reporting that the club he's working at is 'filled with dead bodies.' A couple of cops arrived on the scene and based on what they saw called us."

"What exactly did they see?"

"Well Livvy, it's not something you can really explain. It's best for you to see for yourself. You're going to need a Hazmat suit. The cops who entered the club, along with the man who called in, appear to be fine, but we're not taking any chances."

Olivia and the Bishops quickly get their suits on and enter the club. They are welcomed by a grisly scene.

"Walter what happened here?"

"I'll need to take a closer look at the bodies dear before I can answer that question."

Peter bends over trying to get his own close look. "Walter, look at what appears to have come out of their mouths. It looks like some internal organs."

"Yes son, it appears to be the intestines." Walter replies as he goes about gathering evidence.

After having a look around Olivia says, "I'm going to see if there were any witnesses to what happened here," and she heads for the door.

"I'll be right back Walter, will you be ok?" Peter ask.

"Of course son, but could you see about getting me some licorice?"

"I'll see what I can do."

Peter notices Agent Jessop heading his way. "Oh, Agent Jessop can you do me a favor and keep an eye on Walter for a little while?"

"No problem Peter."

Once out of her hazmat suit Olivia heads over to one of the EMT trucks where the man who made the call to dispatch is being looked at. She is not surprised when Peter appears at her side.

I've become so accustomed to Peter going on and doing interviews with me. It's become natural. I almost expect him to. I no longer see Peter as just Walter's guardian or assistant…he's basically become my partner.

"Hi Mr. Steven Lowell, I'm Agent Olivia Dunham with the FBI and this is…is my partner Peter Bishop."

Peter gives Olivia a questioning look.

Partner? That's definitely new.

Olivia just gives him a little nod.

"Mr. Lowell can you tell us what happened earlier in the night?"

"I was at the door checking Ids. I had just let this guy and girl in when I heard a scream. Next thing I know, the guy and girl come running out. The don't stop to say anything. They just keep on running. I know I'm supposed to stay at the door, but curiosity got the best of me." He answers with a guilty look on his face.

"It's ok," Olivia tells him with a reassuring smile.

"Well, I head into the club and just saw bodies covering the floor and there was this awful smell in the air." A horrifying look appears on his face as he relives the moment. "I ran out the door, shouted for no one to go in there, and threw up off to the side of the building."

"Did you notice anyone enter the club who seemed out of place or suspicious earlier? Anyone you haven't seen before?" Olivia questions.

"No. I mean this was my first night on the job. Yeah there were some weirdos, but they didn't seem any different from other weirdos you see on the streets at night."

"Do you know who owns the club?"

"No, just the manager who hired me and he was in the club…" Mr. Lowell answers with a frown firmly in place as he realizes he must've died along with the others.

Peter looks at Olivia then ask, "How are you feeling? Besides throwing up after exiting the club did you experience anything else?"

"No, besides being completely freaked out. What the hell happened in there?"

"We're not sure yet, but we're going to find out," Olivia tells him.

After a couple more questions and a vague description of the two club goers who left the scene, Olivia and Peter head back over to the club.

"So, I'm your partner now Dunham? When did this promotion occur?" Peter ask with a smile on his face.

"A while ago and no you can't have a gun!" Olivia says knowing that would be the first thing he would ask for.

"Oh come on Olivia! How can I back you up and protect you from the evils of the world when you won't even let me have a gun?"

You managed to do so without a gun so far. She says to herself.

"Besides Peter you're my partner in my eyes, not in Broyles or the rest of the FBIs eyes. At least not officially," She informs him.

"Besides Peter you're my partner in my eyes." Well, that's fine with me Olivia. How you view me is what matters the most. I'll accept the promotion. Now how quickly can I get the next one?

"What's up with the goofy grin?"

"No reason," Peter responds as Olivia eyes him suspiciously.

Agent Francis suddenly comes running over to them. "Olivia, two more bodies were found two blocks down in an alley."

"Well, there's are two runaway club goers."

"I think you're right Peter. I hate to do this to Mr. Lowell, but we're going to need him to I.D. the bodies as those two club goers. I'll get a picture from the scene to show him so at least he won't have to see the bodies at the actual scene."

"By the way Charlie, who owns the club?"

"Hector and Eliza Mendes. They are currently out of town. Their daughter says they should be returning in a couple of days."

Most of the morning is spent gathering evidence and IDing the bodies.

At least all the club goers are required to have I.D. in order to enter the club. That will make my job a little easier.

With a few of the bodies and the evidence being sent to Walter's lab, Olivia and the Bishops are ready to head back to Boston.

"Let me know if anything else turns up Charlie."

"Ok Liv."

As they head back to the car Olivia's cell starts to ring.

"Dunham…Hey John…"

John. Peter thinks irritably. He tries to discreetly hear what John is saying, but can only hear Olivia's side of the conversation.

"…Long morning…hmm?…of course…see you then…if anything changes I'll let you know…bye." Olivia giggles a little as she hangs up.

"What's so funny?" Peter ask curiously.

"Nothing, just John being John," she answers with a smile.

Peter tries not to let his curiosity get the best of him even though he's dying to know what the conversation was about.

I want to know what caused Olivia to giggle and put that smile on her face.

They get in the car and the drive back to Boston begins.

"I guess I'll drop you and Walter off at the lab. Astrid should be there by the time we get there. I have to head to headquarters to start going through our databases to get more info on the victims."

Peter ask, "Um Liv, how about we go out for lunch together this afternoon?" Peter holds his breath as he waits for her response.

"I would love to," Peter starts to grin, "But I already told John I would meet him for lunch."

Peter's smile quickly disappears though he tries to hide his disappointment from Olivia.

Well, that explains what the conversation was about.

"Alright another time then," Peter tries to say nonchalantly.

Walter leans forward from the back seat with a questioning look on his face, "Agent Dunham are you going to get some afternoon delight?"

"Walter!" Peter admonishes.

"Son, it's perfectly normal. A lot of people need a little, as you kids say, 'Nooky' during the day. I know there were many times when I was extremely horny and couldn't wait till my break to get home to your mother and-"

Peter quickly interrupts, "Alright! Stop right there Walter! I do not need to hear this and I'm sure Olivia is not interested in hearing it either or in sharing her private life with you."

Olivia suppresses a little laugh.

The rest of the drive to Boston is spent mostly in silence with little bits of conversation here and there.

Once they arrive in Boston Olivia drops Peter and Walter off at the lab.

"I'll come by later to hear about your findings Walter."

"Ok Agent Dunham."

FBI Headquaters

After spending the rest of the morning searching through various databases for information on the victims, Olivia is relieved when the lunch hour finally arrives. She quickly leaves to meet John before anything can come up.

Tristan's Family Restaurant

John and Olivia are having a nice lunch when he ask, "So what is the wonderful case that had you leaving the house so early this morning?"

"You know I can't go into details, but it is a grisly one. Though most of our cases tend to be that way."

"I must say I'm surprised you were actually able to meet me for lunch."

"Well nothing new came up and I definitely needed a break," Olivia says taking a bite out of her salad.

I really hope he's not leading into more complaints about my hours.

"I swear you've been getting busier and busier since you've joined that new division."

"There's a lot more to this job, but I enjoy it. Please don't lead this into a conversation about my hours. I'm really not in the mood."

"Olivia, I'm just trying to get you to see that your job, all these cases you have, are taking time away from us being together."

"Really? I never complain about how busy you are during the times of your so called 'high profile' cases."

"Sure, but I've only cancelled a lunch date with you maybe two times in the last month. Whereas you have cancelled on me at least five times!" He says with emphasis on the "five."

"Oh Wow! So now you're keeping track?" Olivia ask incredulously.

"No, I'm just trying to make a point."

"And that point would be?"

"That you spend to much time concentrating on your job and not enough time on our relationship. When was the last time we went on a real date without being interrupted? We hardly ever even get to sleep through the night together. I'm practically paranoid that your phone could go off at any minute!"

Olivia feeling as if she's getting ganged up on by John, has had enough of the conversation.

What am I doing with this Jackass? And where does he get off always complaining about me when he needs to take a good look at himself.

Fuming, Olivia calls out to the first waiter she sees, "Oh waiter, can I get a box for my salad?"

The waiter sensing the tension in the air replies, "Right away Ma'am."

"What are you doing?" John ask.

Olivia doesn't even bother replying.

The waiter promptly appears with a box. Olivia puts the rest of her salad in the box, puts some money on the table, and storms out of the restaurant.

Harvard Lab

Not wanting to go to her apartment where John might show up or go to headquarters, Olivia finds herself walking into the lab.

She finds a stool by one of the counters that doesn't have Walter's things on it and starts to eat the rest of her salad.

Peter, taking in the look on Olivia's face, carefully ask "Sweetheart, are you ok?"

"I'm fine, just a little fed up with someone."

"Lunch not go well?" Peter inquires.

"No, not when someone feels the need to beat up on you because of the job you have. Apparently I don't spend enough time with John because we all know the world revolves around John," Olivia says sarcastically.

Peter puts his hand on Olivia's arm and waits for her to look up at him. "I can completely relate. I had this same problem recently," Peter says completely serious.

"Are you seeing someone Peter?" Olivia ask not knowing where the concern in her voice is coming from.

"You could say that…"

Oh, this day just gets better and better. Olivia thinks. Of course Peter dates. He's an attractive single guy…well maybe not single anymore. Anyways why the hell do I care?

Peter leans in really close to Olivia and whispers, "You see Gene and I have kind of been seeing each other, but she's getting a little too possessive. She's always complaining, 'Why don't you take me out grazing anymore' and 'Why don't you milk me as much anymore'"

Olivia starts to laugh with relief.

"I told her I spend a lot of time with her, practically all day in the lab. She just said, 'No, you've been cruising around everywhere with that hott blonde, Agent Dunham.'"

Olivia snorts and breaks out into laughter again.

Try to top that John. You got a little giggle out of her earlier…I have her cracking up. Oh and to top everything off he's on her bad side.

"Oh Peter, Thank you! I really needed that," she says smiling at him.

"Anytime Dunham."

Getting truly serious, Peter looks her straight in the eyes and says "I really mean that Olivia. I'm always-"

Before he can tell Olivia the rest of what he's been wanting to say, their attention is drawn over to the door where someone just walked into the lab…

John.

Well that's the end of this chapter...Thanks for reading! I'll be working on chap. 3!