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New dawn, new day, new life

When does life start to make sense? When do you have to stop living and start putting some purpose in your life? Does life have any purpose? Four years ago those questions could keep running in his head and most of them would have negative answers, since he have never really seen life as something beyond enjoying the moment. For Peter, there was no reason for staying in a place for a long time if it could prevent him to know the rest of the world. His home was the entire world, and his goals were just to live the best of everyday and to not have any plans. And now, standing there, with her sleeping in his arm, everything was so different; his thoughts were so unlike before. How could she do that? When she became authorized to take his ass out Iraq and then change his entire life? He really couldn't understand, but he was definitely grateful for that, for having Olivia in his life.

He didn't use to be the kind of man who spend some minutes in the morning staring at the woman at his side (maybe he have done this like 3 times in his entire life, two of them as teenage, when he had a new love every day). But come on, she was Olivia Dunham. How could he not stare at her every single moment he could and then ask himself what fuck thing he has done so well to deserve that woman?!

Olivia wasn't just the kind of woman that every man desires to satisfy his sentimental and sexual needs. She was the reason why he was still there, and man, there was no metaphor on that. And now, after all they've been through, it seemed that the happiness really came to stay and brought a child along with, so things could get even better. He was going to be a father; he would understand the kind of love that made Walter risk everything. And as always, Olivia would be the one to give this new sense to his life.

Peter was still lost in his thoughts when Olivia started waking up, she opened her eyes slowly and smelled Peter's fragrance, refreshing and unic in a way that she couldn't forget.

"Hey," Peter said with a smile on his face.

"Hi," she answered.

Olivia stopped for a second, trying to remember the past day events. And it was still hard to believe that everything were real. She died, got back to life, and then she was pregnant, she would have a child. A child. The word made her feel like her body was getting frozen, and suddenly an inexplicable happiness grew inside her.

"So, it was really real, right?" She asked, looking for some confirmation.

"I know, even for us it seems hard to believe. But yeah, everything was real." Answered Peter, "But fortunately everything is over. And now, after all those years, it looks like we'll finally have our happy ending."

"To be honest, it's a little hard to believe this, after all, Bell is still out there and we…" Peter stopped her with a kiss. His mouth was sweet, calm, but it was enough to wake Olivia's entire body and to make her heart jumps.

"Let's forget all of this for a while. For the next days or months I just want to think about the two… actually, the three of us."

Olivia smiled.

"I know. You're right. I promise that we're gonna take some vacations and forget everything related to Fringe Division and just focus on our family."

"That would be great."

"But there is something that concerns me and I don't think I'll be able to forget."

"The cortexiphan?!" said Peter. He knew and he was concerned too. Walter said that there weren't huge traces of the drug in Olivia's body and it probably wouldn't affect the child, but what about before? Olivia was already pregnant when she was activated, she died with their child inside her, how could the baby not be affected? But he couldn't show his insecurity, he needed to be strong for her. "Don't worry, Liv. Walter said that everything is probably fine."

"I know. But I won't be calm until I make the tests that I have to. And even after that… I mean, we don't really know exactly how the cortexiphan works, so I guess I will always live with that doubt, even after the birth. And I can't even imagine the possibility of our child going through everything I've been."

"I know, I know." Peter brought Olivia closer to his body, making her head take a place on his chest, "We can't know exactly what's gonna happen, but I'm sure that this baby will not face anything of this, Olivia. Because we will protect this little person with our lives."

They stayed quite for a while, trying to get more confident about that. Olivia was the one that broke the silence.

"Peter," she lifted her head and suddenly found his blue eyes, "We're going to have a baby. You and I, we're gonna be parents!" Olivia had this surprised smile and confusing eyes that only Peter could decipher.

"I know. It scares me too, and at the same makes me feel like destiny is finally on our side."

"Do you think we're ready for this?"

"No. But we will be. And we can start by finding a bigger house for our new family. Talking about it, that day when we started planning to buy a new house, you asked about a nursery. Did you already knew about the pregnancy?

"Well, I didn't knew exactly, but I had my suspicions. You know, a woman knows when her body starts to change."

"And why didn't you told me?" Peter started to look upset.

"I just didn't want to give you false hopes or worries. Would you let me jump out of that helicopter if you knew about my suspicions?"

"Of course not, and you shouldn't have done that. We could have found another way. It was a miracle that you didn't lose the baby in a fall like that."

"There was no other way, Peter. And it was already hard for me to make that decision, even knowing that if I haven't done that, the world would be destroyed and all of us would die anyway. It wasn't easy and if I had found any excuse, I would probably give up on doing that. But I didn't and I'm fine, the baby is fine and we should forget it."

"I know, Liv. But we must understand that from now on, everything will change and we can't do things in a spontaneous way, not anymore." Peter started to talk faster, in a desperate way, "Because we are not just Peter or just Olivia anymore. We're a family and we have to think about each other, since there are people who love us and we can't let them suffer, we have to think about them too." Peter's eyes began to fill with tears. So, Olivia took his face and touched her forehead in his. He was breathing faster, but with her touch, he started to calm down. It wasn't just about the baby, and Olivia knew that. A few months ago, Peter was lost, doing everything that he could to find a way back to the people he loved, and giving every second of his life for it. And the worst was that Peter has seen Olivia dead more than once. He had her body on his arms, and he saw the blood falling from her forehead. She was gone, for a few minutes, but it happened, he had lost her again.

"I'm sorry," Olivia said. Peter could feel the warm breath coming from her mouth, before feeling her soft lips on his.

"I just can't forget that easily. I've lost you more than once and I can't handle, it's just… I love you and it's hard." He said.

"I know. I know," Olivia could imagine what he was feeling, because she also had faced a lot of things. She remembered how hard it was to be so close and at the same moment so far away from him. Trying to imagine his death was something beyond what her mind could do, and the truth was she didn't even want to think about it.

Peter lifted his face and looked at Olivia's eyes. They were shinning, sad and a tear was starting to fall from the right one. He kissed her.

"Liv, I'm a Bishop. I can handle monsters, weird and disgusting things, but I can't deal with the loss of the ones that I love. So please, promise me that you're gonna take care of yourself and of our baby. "

"I promise. Nothing is gonna happen to us, any of us." Peter smiled and Olivia kissed him. Then she got out of the room, leaving him confusing.

"Liv!?"

"Were did you put that paper from yesterday?" she asked.

"On the kitchen's table I guess. Why?"

Olivia came back to the room with the paper and the phone. Then she sat back on the bed with Peter.

"This is a very good house, so we have to make contact early if we want to keep it. "Do you wanna try?" Olivia said, giving the phone to Peter. He smiled, then took it and started to press the numbers.

"Hi. I'm Peter Bishop and I saw the advertisement on the paper about the house, so I would like to know if it's still available… is it? Great! And can I make an appointment to see it?... Great…Tomorrow at 10:00 am? Ok, it's a deal, thank you."

"So, I guess we have a meeting tomorrow." Olivia said.

"Yeah, that's right."

"Which means we still have the rest of the day off?!" Olivia smiled, then sat on Peter's lap and put her arms around his neck.

"Yeah. Why? Do you have something on your mind, my lady?"

"Actually, it's about the hormones, you know? I think they need something that only you can give me."

"So, now you're gonna blame the hormones for your natural behavior."

Olivia laughed with Peter's comment, "Don't pretend you don't like it."

"I never said I don't like it. And if I ever say, please send me to the Saint Claire, cause I definitely won't be in my normal state."

Olivia was still smiling when she started to kiss Peter, first it was sweet and then in a passionate way. So, they enjoyed the rest of the day avoiding having to get away from the bed and each other's bodies.