Love's Twilight Hour

Spoilers: Over There 1&2, Season 3 (all of it).

Disclaimer: I do not own Fringe, if I did things would be different.

Peter sat looking at the glass of whiskey before hi. It had been a week since Olivia had left. It was two days before Christmas and she was in Chicago for the holidays with Ella and Rachel.

His anger had risen but he still took the Cortexiphan, only because Olivia wanted him to. He got a text asking if he had taken his weekly injection and he took it an hour later upon getting home.

The whiskey was courage for what he was about to do. Downing the shot, he paid and walked the five blocks to the corner shop.

Inside the man just looked at him as if surprised he had even shown up.

"Key to the Selectric 251." He held out his hand and the man put the key in his hand without a single word. Peter walked to the back and sat down at the typewriter, placing a piece of paper in he typed a message out.

Peter Bishop is ready to return. Penn Station at 4pm tomorrow.

The typewriter wrote a message back and he read it.

Will return now, be ready to leave immediately.

Peter opened his bag to check his Cortexiphan levels, pulling out the specially designed meter, he checked his blood and found the levels were expectable but a little low. He looked at his emergency injection kit and found he had only two doses left...he could take one and be safe or wait and have an extra in case he couldn't get to the Cortexiphan on the other side easily.

Deciding to be safe and not hurt those around him when he arrived, he injected himself and put the kit up. Pulling out the photo of Olivia he had, he ran his finger over her face.

"I'm doing this for you baby, I just hope I can return in time." He sighed, "he'll pay though...before I leave he will pay for what he did to you."

Putting the picture up, he closed the bag and waited. It only took two minutes more before the door opened and a man walked in.

"Bishop?"

"Yeah," he stood up, "you'll take me home?"

The man laid a bag down and opened it, pulling out a gun-like device and held up a miniature tuning fork, placing it in the device. "No, these will...hands out with palms up."

Peter groaned as the forks were placed in his palms and back, he noticed they began to glow red and eyed the man. "What is it doing?"

"I'd get your bag on, its about ready to pull you over...good luck."

Peter opened his eyes to see his mother standing over him, she was wiping his face with a damp cloth. She smiled at him and stopped, "you're awake, its good."

"Mom, how long have I been out?"

"An entire week, your father said that the trip over was more dangerous this time. Your friend is waiting for you."

He sat up, "my friend?"

She nodded and pressed a nearby intercom, "he's awake, you can come in."

Peter saw the door open and he wanted a gun at that moment, Olivia's alternate shuffled in and she smiled. "Peter...you came back."

"Not for you Dunham." He looked at his mother, she eyed him. "I don't want to see her ever again, get her out of here before I kill her and believe me...I would."

His mother nodded and left, escorting Alt-Livia out of the room. Peter groaned as he got out of bed and walked to his bag that sat on a nearby chair. Pulling it open, he removed the emergancy kit and laid it out before pulling out the photo of Olivia and stared at it.

The door opened and shut again, he only turned at the voice and it wasn't his mother's. "Its good to see you're awake Son, you did the right thing coming back."

Peter turned to see the man he wanted to murder most, instead he just picked up the injection gun and put the vial of Cortexiphan in it before injecting himself. He put it away before turning, Olivia's picture in his hand.

"What was that you just injected yourself with?"

"Its called Cortexiphan and I have to inject myself with it because the damn device you gave me to analyze changed me...it made me more dangerous, I killed half a dozen shapeshifters because of the answers I wanted...the answers only they would have or you would. I'm a weapon now, just like you wanted and I almost did something that could have killed me...I nearly killed her." He held up Olivia's picture, "I nearly murdered the woman I love because of your need to make me a weapon...congratulations, you succeeded."

Walternate shook his head, "I never meant to make you a weapon, you can heal this world Peter but there is a cost."

"My life, you know I could have dealt with that...I could have but what you did to Olivia, that's when I stop caring. You drugged her, tortured her, made her question her sanity, made her into another person, tested on her and when she was no longer useful...you planned on cutting her open like she was a lab rat. What's more is you send her twin over there in her place and use my feelings against me...I lost her because of you. I want answers and I want this weaponization removed."

"It can't be undone, but its better this way. She was weak Peter and not from this side, you couldn't be with her in the end. At least this way you can be comforted by the fact she's safe and isn't being hurt...by either of us." He sighed, "Olivia will take you to your apartment in the city."

"I'll kill her."

Walternate eyed him, "Olivia is very valuable to me...she's one of many people who are protected. If you attempt to harm her, you can be arrested so I'd be very careful in your wording."

"Why am I not surprised, your lab rat and son mean less then she does. I knew this was a shot in hell, I guess I made a mistake. I won't power that device so you can forget about that."

Walternate opened the door and found Alt-Livia waiting, "Olivia please take Peter to his apartment in the city."

"Of course sir, lets go Peter."

There he sat in a car that was driven by a different Olivia, he pulled the picture from his wallet and looked at it. Running his finger over her face he shook his head and whispered, unaware her alternate heard him. "I'm sorry baby, I screwed up again."

He regretted crossing over at that moment, he could no longer see Olivia even from afar. In his wanting to be with her, to find a way to be with her without hurting her, he had cost them both their happiness.

"We're here Peter," the car pulled to a stop and he turned to the red head in the driver's seat.

"Thanks Dunham," he grabbed his bag and got out before anything could be said.

Walking into the apartment, he felt some relief as it was the place Olivia had confessed belonging with him. After settling in, he left to explore his 'new' world, somehow feeling lost without Olivia in the same world as him.

A/N: I know you're probably like 'WTF' but you have to look at it from Peter's state of mind (or not). He feels Walternate is responsible and has the answers to why everything is happening. Olivia left him because he was getting worse and he just wants it undone so he's no longer hurting her so he goes to the source but soon realizes that the source to resolving his problems would rather him suffer.